Kuro no Maou

Arena in the proud arena of the Royal Sparda Seminary (Coliseum). The stunned students lie on its hard dirt ground.

"What the hell is going on..."

Like the corpse, there is one Avalon XII aristocrat, and Helen, the eldest daughter of the Azrael family, leaks the twinkle.

"… Next"

Her upset and so on. Just as if she didn't know, the man's cold voice echoes the circular space of the arena.

Standing in the center of Alina are male students dressed in black uniforms from the same seminary. But its contents are monsters with unimaginable powers.

"Oh, I'm coming!

Helen brought a lot of people around, no, Princess Nell. One of the SS moves forward.

A knight-course male student with a uniform standard wooden sword used in swordsmanship classes begins his assault with an ambition.

The structure, the speed of the steps, which you can call excellent as a cadet.

"Gee!?

A glimmer of black fire flashing in the void. You can play it right after, purple electric flower.

One more victim fell into the arena.

"Next"

"Ku... gu gu..."

Helen grinds her teeth by distorting her elegant and gorgeous face into remorse and impatience, and into vague feelings of fear. There are a few who look at her complexion, but everyone remains silent. Finally, those who raise their names, they are gone.

"What's up, are we done?

Not to be dissatisfied with what the challenger has constantly said, but to be questioned in a flat tone like just a fact-checking. But the black and red gaze that shoots straight through Helen, how sharp and cold.

"This... demon..."

Chrono. That's the name of this demon.

A cunning man who wanders his beloved princess Nell, and then leaves him with an ostensibly glorious desire for glorious glory, such as an Ischian hero.

Helen had been vigilant for a long time, precisely from the point at which Chrono had a stuffing in the dining room. The same is true of Chrono's trends, but above all the problem is that the princess, who is innocent and full of charity, behaves in such a way that she is completely alert and, on the contrary, approaching from herself.

That's my real brother, Prince Nero, who also has a great sense of crisis, Helen knows. That's why I've never had to move on the table before. Always beside Nell, there is Nero, the king who guides the next generation of Avalon, that perfectly unmistakable and true hero, who entrusted him with everything.

But if Knight leaves the side to protect the princess for a little while...

"Mr. Chrono can't be like that!

"Mr. Chrono is a dear friend of mine. Stop saying bad things."

Never forget, the 24th of the month of platinum. This is the result of the disturbing motion ant and the utterance to the princess, who never loves her will.

Helen has never had more regret than at this time. Yes, because already at this point, Nell was suffering from Chrono's poison fangs.

She was just a pre-construction classmate named your alumni, and there was no more way to stop Nell.

As a healer, you can take part in various curse weapon fights competitions or use Avalon's national treasure, the White Wing Balance, just for Chrono.

And if you return from the old castle of Ischia on your way to the rescue, it looks like that.

Helen, who lives in the same women's dorm, naturally has visited Nell's visit many times. And whenever I see her like a raging doll, I think, at the same time, so deeply sad that my chest is about to be ripped off.

Chrono, forgive me. Seriously.

What happened with Chrono in the land of Ischia is not revealed because Nell himself never cracks his mouth. However, if it is known that Chrono is responsible, it is sufficient.

I made Princess Nell sad, only this man will ever forgive me. That abandoned the pride of a knight, ready not to quit launching Lynch Mayhem raids either.

Helen burning in anger, but never a wack that was an affront to Chrono's prowess. After all, he has a track record of defeating Rank 5 monsters.

Though an international student in Avalon with excellent grades, the study does not leave the student domain. On a one-on-one basis, you don't have a chance to win one in 10,000.

But if it comes down to a streak after a streak of battles, fatigue builds up no matter how powerful they are. Tiredness blunts sword muscles, slows foot movement, and drives judgment crazy. If there is not enough magic, magic, of course, is underdeveloped even martial arts.

Even if his strength is not extended, he will stick to the point where everyone can call it paying off one arrow, if the SS elite who makes war look like him by his loyalty to Nell and his anger towards Chrono.

But what is built before Helen is the corpse of a SS who just collapses for no reason. I'm not about to reward you with an arrow, who, as one, hasn't even been able to get close to Chrono until the time the wooden sword arrives.

Chrono has a wooden sword in one hand, an unprotected bar that doesn't even take a stand. But once this one is attacked, the mysterious black lightning magic that is unleashed without any spare motion will cause him to faint in one blow.

The first one or two were good. If it becomes an unchanging, no-motion, one-hit Special Attack Magic, then yes, it can't be repeated many times in a row. The aim is to induce fatigue, so it can be hoped that you will use strong magic.

But the number of SS members gathered is about to cut by half. Twenty, no, thirty are incapable of combat.

I mean, even after thirty straight fights, Chrono still remains a cool look that doesn't disturb one breath. There are no signs of magic drifting from that body, nor any signs of decay at all.

"What kind of stamina are you..."

Krono's class is Mad Warrior (Berserker). Whatever it is, I'm pretty sure it's not a sorcerer class because I chose a wooden sword myself, not a wand for mock warfare.

Then magic is supposed to be an aid, and its mystery is the martial arts of beating and killing Gleedgore. Even though they are of proven strength to be rank 5 adventurers, the amount of magic they possess is not as good as first-rate magicians.

I already understand with Helen that such expectations were completely off target. I just figured it out, and there's no solution.

How do you want me to counter a mad warrior who has a series of special attack magic with inexhaustible magic? No one will be able to guide the right answer, even if it is not Helen, who is driven by agony and lacks calm.

Who the hell is going to come up with an enemy tactic that you will never win in a situation that excludes the option of "escape"?

Yes, Helen couldn't pull off now, he was rightly in a defeated general's mood.

"Hey, if it's over, I'm going home now?

In too long silence, Chrono says in a fed up tone, as he cut the paralysis.

"Oh, don't wait! I'll be the next one!!

The Azrael family is a family of dragon knights serving the royal family. I never had the talent to be a dragon knight, but it is still decided to work as a magician in the future in the Knights of Avalon.

As far as following the tragic end of total annihilation as it is, I wanted to at least be a knight and try and scatter myself.

And even as a nobleman, I am prepared to shoulder the responsibility of this defeat all by myself.

Helen herself is the mastermind of the duel. There was also an increase in SS dissatisfaction with Chrono, but it was none other than myself who, as SS leader, initiated the drafting, planning and execution of Solemn Qing.

"You don't have to."

"Shut up!

Fiercely high, you won't look like you are. I realize it myself, that my body is trembling without help. I'm sure the expression must also be drawn to fear, unrelated to bravery.

Still, you said you'd be ready to fight, but when this guy does, he'll bother pointing out his fears. Trampling determination, the devil's place of business.

"When I say I do it, I do it..."

No one in the SS can laugh that she is timid of the fear of defeat. Even when it comes to duels, it's just a mock fight. I'm not risking my life. In common sense, yes.

But the opponent is a cunning demon who has fallen prey to the princess of a country. Perhaps Chrono has already spotted it. Even though Helen is the child of the Avalon aristocracy, it is a place to be called a wolf to challenge the battle one-on-one. I mean, he said there was no difference in criminal activity.

If you can smash Chrono with force, that's all there is to it, no inconvenience whatsoever, I can tell you, I can wipe it out. But on the contrary, why don't we lose with force?

Chrono will take the lead on things here all the time. Reverse your position, this one now, it's your turn to be threatened. No, already. This situation is about to start.

Yes, that's why at least the damage can be done by the main culprit himself. That's the responsibility. As a nobleman, as a knight, above all, Princess Nell, as the SS captain.

Helen is ready. Ready to lose, which means giving ourselves away to Chrono.

Yes, as the child of a strictly prestigious nobleman, the vicious tentacle man even leaves this clean body, which has kept his chastity stiff until he is married, as he thinks...

"Well, then, you can call everyone who's left at once."

The devil whispered.

"Differences in strength will be historical. But if I don't, I can't get in touch. And it's a waste of time."

Corner, I'm hanging out until I skip class, and Chrono crushes like he's seriously unhappy.

"What..."

If it all goes together, maybe - yes, right after I've intuitively thought about it, Helen realizes.

This is a trap. It must be the devil's fornication to flicker his hopes of "maybe winning" over this period and plunge him to the bottom of more despair.

Even Chrono, who naturally made me propose, has to be amazed at his acting skills. I guess that's how Princess Nell got into it.

But even if I know I am, I have to drink this suggestion. Which way, one-on-one, defeat is a must. There is no better chance of winning than putting in all the power.

"... are you sure? I can't forgive you for saying that."

"Oh, call me with the intention of killing me"

The wrath of shriveling is aroused by Chrono, who says it with a spare look that does not even make him feel fine dust, such as ready to be killed.

"Everybody, stand down! Assault (Charge) Ready (Standby) Huh!!

Warfare returns to the Avalon-style combat command to the Moraled SS.

Even if Helen doesn't give detailed instructions, the Swordsman/Warrior class moves forward, and the Archer/Mage class moves backwards, quickly forming a formation.

Some of the SS gathered are cadets and some are just adventurers courses. Naturally, we don't all have combat training together.

Still, the formation, undisturbed and instantly shown with a siege extermination structure, shows the high degree of proficiency of each of them.

An unwavering wooden sword. A highly-sounding attacking magic chant.

The arena was now filled with signs of magic and willingness to kill.

In the strained air, the decree finally descends from Helen, who lit a fireball at the end of the cane to be held.

"Assault (charge) Huh!!

A fierce attack begins, no less impetuous than a real knight - in a moment, Chrono just said one thing, snapped like this.

"Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts) - Fire All Bullets (Full Burst)"