Kuro no Maou

The next day. On the 8th of the month of the Ethereal Moon, lunch break. I came to the cafeteria in the main seminary building, where I was starving. It's not a wacky time to run the dining room luxury that I abandoned yesterday at noon, simply because I'm meeting people.

Against the backdrop of the gorgeous and brave painting of the "Seven Goddesses of War" on the wall, and the daughter-in-law of the Demon King (Mia), which depicted as many as seven, I confirmed that the promising figure was in the seat before me.

"Well, here we are... I know the crossing of our destiny is inevitable, but we've been waiting for the time to get back on track."

Hey, Will.

Sitting with feet together, arms together, and whatever meaningful top-down, is Will face-to-face since yesterday's celebration party.

Right beside him, as usual, the maid Celia stops whispering quietly, turning off the signs. After giving me a light meeting with my usual soaking face, I begin to prepare my share of tea with Sosa.

When I sat down and cut out the first topic, there was already a candy cup of tea emitting a fragrant aroma in front of me. It's a great early start. I knew this guy was a professional maid.

"Ha, I can't believe I have to fuck around to get a big lunch in the dining room. I'm in trouble."

"Ha ha, that's also the fate of a hero! That's how Nero wore his apprenticeship robe when he rose to Rank 5."

Even though I'm sick of it, I haven't slept through an apprentice magician robe in a long time, and I can't get that hood off my head.

Yesterday, taking advantage of the reflections teased by the SS, I decided to spend some time in school in a discreet manner.

Nevertheless, I didn't expect Fiona to be the wingman to wear the trick she gave me for experimentation again. It's not that thoughtful.

"I've put some hands on it, so I want you to make sure it's comfortable. Please, try it on for a while, at least three days."

If you're offered what you're told, you'll have to wear it.

The smell of Fiona remains faint, which is actually a little embarrassing. Well, if you're wearing it all day today, it'll disappear.

Anyway, he's going to borrow it for a while. Let's wash it properly when we return it to Fiona.

"I want to see Prince Nero, too, and if a girl just tells me to cackle, I don't have to be this nice."

Trouble is, look at me. It's never a yellow scream, it's a bee scream coming from fear. Helen's frightened expression never leaves the back of her brain inside.

I've killed many people before, but I've never made a girl cry. It can be quite a shock.

"The title of Rank Five is special, so instead of being an elephant woman, it's something that gets noticed both from the country and from the Adventurer's Guild - but, Chrono, there seems to be some interesting rumors going around early on."

Niyali, and Will cut out so with a slightly obnoxious face, a bad feeling runs.

"Is that what I did yesterday when I attacked an Avalon aristocrat girl in the arena... or something?

"Nightmares in the Daytime, Crazy Abusive Plays in the Arena - Black Nightmares Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker), Hand Caged Avalon Girls International Students"

Basali, and Will spread on the table was one article. The same incitement complaint as the dialogue I spoke was described as big-ass, not to mention the illustration of a red-eyed black big man trying to cover his pretty girl's clothes with a burly tear.

"Hey, what the hell..."

"Rest assured, it's not Sparda's PR magazine (newspaper). This is an in-school magazine published by the Press Committee of the seminary (our), famous for its gossip lovers and all its exaggerated articles on Gaseneta in modern times"

If you look, the date of issue is today. To my students, I didn't expect them to be torn apart by making an article about what happened yesterday so quickly... they're horrible.

"You don't have to ask me the truth, okay?

"The attacked female student, whose name is the lie down in the article, would be Helen, the eldest daughter of the Avalon XII nobility, the Azrael family. Her being the captain of the Princess Nell SS is too famous. Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine that you have been chosen as the target of the Solemn Qing, whose friendship with Princess Nel is rumored in the case of the ancient castle of Ischia. Totally, it was a disaster early on when you left."

"Thank you, Will"

All I can say is thank you. Oh, what a wonderful thing to be trusted.

"But as it is, am I really going to treat you like a murderer?

Will will believe me, but not necessarily the world will.

At yesterday's stage, I thought it would be okay, but even though I saw it in the gossip article, it also makes me anxious.

"As much as a rumor will stand... hey, Spartans don't have ears to listen to, such as the excuses of those who lost a duel they set themselves up"

Helen and the rest of the SS have been able to confirm the fact that they've plucked a duel on me. Well, because you got involved in daylight grandeur. There can't be no witnesses. That's how the wild horses gathered around the arena perceived it, even from Saphir's words.

And the situation that I set myself up, and a lot of them, is clearly not fair. If you've defeated this, don't complain whether you're killed or offended - it seems to be the Spartans' sensibilities.

Barbarian, more like a culture that sanctifies the act of duel in the arena. The winner is absolute. It is natural for losers to be grabbed for life or death. Even if it was a mock selection rule between students, that's what they're going to do, more than be named a duel.

Perhaps Helen, the Avalonians, did not have that much recognition.

"Besides, there are rumors that denigrate those who are newly ranked five, because they are common. Together with this one and many other rumours without roots or leaves to be shed, it will be forgotten within"

"Well, I'm relieved."

Blah, I'm pretty relieved. I even seriously thought that maybe I would go to the pig box for a really wrongful crime... I'm so glad I had to worry about you.

"By the way... is it true that you defeated Kai, that genius swordsman?

Will asks with sparkling eyes. Pfft, okay, they give you the answers you expect!

"Oh, I knocked him down with a blow"

"Whoa! I want to be true!!

Ugh! And I expected an exciting reaction, but suddenly it embarrasses me that I dressed up and replied "with a blow" to a more intense reaction than I thought.

"As it were, well, I knocked him down with a blow, but I was critical, too -"

"No, you don't have to tell everyone! I know, I know. A duel between isolated powerful men named Rank 5, which means that a sharpened blow can be exchanged and battles can be decided between moments... I mean, that's what it is"

"Yeah, well, that's more or less what it looks like"

All I could do was respond appropriately like Fiona. I understand that protection is within strength, but I can't wipe away the deceptive image of how to defeat Kai. Because, squarely, just swordsmanship and martial arts to duel again, I'm absolutely sorry.

"But defeating that Kai with just one blow would have been hard for Russia if you hadn't seen me defeat Greedgor."

"It was amazing power and speed. Besides, I don't mind."

"More importantly, that man is tough. Nero won a duel with Kai last year. No matter how many attacks you attacked you wouldn't fall, you stood up again and again, you didn't have a kiri, you're a pain in the ass, you'll never do it again, and you were in trouble."

Yeah, I knew you weren't gonna fight again.

I would also have gone into a muddy meat bullet fight if the straight punch in "The Demon King of Fire (Overdrive)" hadn't been a clean hit.

Sometimes it's a mock fight, so you can't have a poorly lethal attack, but you still felt Kai's toughness enough. It was a little fear coming through the gattling burst with the pants.

"Speaking of which, what about Saphir?

"Hmm? Wasn't she just watching a duel with Kai?

Well, after all, isn't it public at all that you put a little bit of a murder level on me? I knew it, but it irks me a little when it's kept a secret.

But as far as I'm concerned, there's no reason to keep it a secret that my life was being targeted with a bee. Let my friends who believe my words share their anger by washing it up.

"No, that woman was a hell of a bitch -"

That's how I make him listen by talking about a somewhat mixed explanation of personal grievances.

"Hmm, speaking of the Full Mithril undead knight, you're the strongest I (Simobe) she's ever had. The intention to kill is real."

"I thought that unintentional hit would really kill me"

"Hmm, the boulder was created by Hydra's genius child and is the ultimate undead Tar. Making a Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker) feel like he's in danger of his life is not Dade's strength after all."

Regrettably, her strength must be admitted more than she actually crossed spears. But I'm more concerned about words than that.

"Tar, what?

"It's the name of that undead knight. His official name is Takion, but Saphir calls him Tar. Perhaps the only person who remembers the right name... is this me. Because she's insensitive to naming."

I don't know if that's appropriate and okay, but, well, I kind of got a glimpse of how crazy her head was. Maybe that's what geniuses are for.

"Whatever it is, Saphir must be the best of Wing Road in cunning, or no, of this Royal Sparda Seminary. I don't know how to imitate an assassination on a boulder... in a dungeon or something. We should keep our minds open and alert."

"Oh, absolutely."

In the meantime, I'm going to be careful during the quest. If you die in the dungeon, you can blame all the monsters. If there is a next time, we have to fight back with the intention of killing this one too.

Well, let's hope Saphir isn't free enough to target me in four or six.

"By the way, Chrono, I want to ask you the most, okay?"

I cut it out like that with my magical face again, and I said, "Hey, what's up?" I can only answer that. I'm not going to hold anything back, but when you ask me in advance, I'm a little nervous.

"... what happened between you and Princess Nell?

Oh, you mean that. I see, that would certainly bother you.

Weirdly suspected, I rather feel at ease because of my recent experience with the Element Master Emergency Conference of Terror by Lily and Fiona.

Except for the loss that I was too alert to the royal family, there's nothing to talk about my relationship with her about.

"Oh, yeah, who's Nell?"

Thus, on the third day of the month of Red Flame, the first encounter, I will explain in turn, from the fact that I was helped by a stuck Merry to the battle in Ischia.

In the meantime, Celia, who distracted me, brought me and Will lunch.

We're both the same, Dortos hamburger fixing meals. Will was eating Dorthos meat with a slightly more complicated face, but could it have been caused in any way by the battle of Ischia?

That's how my memorabilia with Nell came to an end around flattening the dish.

"Well... I see why Princess Nell is so obsessed with you"

"Oh, my dear friend."

"Hmm?"

"Huh?"

"Oh, no, you're right, you're a friend. It's been a while since we met, but it's an important friendship, that's how you recognize it, Chrono."

"Of course not. I almost get the mistake that I care sometimes, too, but you've been declared a friend of mine, and Nell's kind, so you're like that for everyone."

"Ugh, um"

Will replies affirmatively, but for some reason he's out of sight. Ahead is Celia's cool blue eyes. What kind of eye contact is that?

"By the way, Will, I'm talking about Nell, and you're still not feeling better? I hear you've been lying down since you fell in Ischia."

I haven't been admitted to the hospital, but I have heard that she is in a state of apology for continuing her quiet stay in the girls' dorm room. Nell's malaise is rumored to flow to the seminary, to the point where it naturally comes into his ear, even if he doesn't try to investigate it in particular.

"Hmm, are you still worried"

"You bet. It was Nell's will to go all the way to Ischia, but it's true that I have one end of the blame."

"That's why Nero hit me once."

Self-satisfaction, I don't think, is an act until then. Still understand me, Will never spoke a word of denial.

"Do, it's Princess Nell's container, but apparently he's a healthy body with no physical problems whatsoever. I mean, mental problems."

"... What was so shocking about the battle of Ischia when it was a great victory?

Yes, the more medals awarded to the Triumph Parade this time, and the more celebratory winning parties were held, the more victories everyone admitted. Unlike Iles Village and the Battle of Alsace, we were certainly able to save people.

But in reality, Nell stays asleep. The more my brother hits me, the more SS chiefs lynch me, the more she's in a serious medical condition.

"Um, that's... no, I don't think so, Princess Nell is kinder than anyone, but hence her heart is also delicate. You may be heartbroken by the victims who have come out of nowhere, or you may be worried about something we don't even think about."

"Sure, that's possible... so what am I supposed to do?

"I waited for the time to settle - but I was sure when I heard of your familiarity with Princess Nell"

Hey, Will, didn't you tell me you were getting better at this? That's what it means to be tame, isn't it, to meet a man and a woman in love?

"Go and visit, Chrono."

This is the secret of a one-shot reversal, and I say it with confidence, Will. One-eyed glasses (monocle) on the right eye glow sparklingly as predicted timing.

"No, I don't want to go visit you either, but you're apologizing for the visit, right? Besides, if you're in a girls' dorm, I can't even get close to a guy."

"Hey, don't worry about it. I don't know if this is going to happen. I've already hit my hand."

Apparently it wasn't a one-shot reversal ploy, it was a well-prepared fornicator.

As Will raises his hand gently, Celia quickly hands over a single envelope. Hit it and it sounds, brilliant hand delivery. As such, a white, decorative envelope, sealed with a Royal Sparda crest, was given to me.

Well, what the hell is this?

"Whoa, don't open it here. After you leave here, be sure to read it somewhere no one will see you."

"Oh, hey, okay."

There is nothing more to Will's words than to silently obey them. In the meantime, keep it in shadow space (shadowgate) for the most part.

Could it be that Colle is like a reference letter by the Royal Sparda? Do you think if I show this guy, he'll also be allowed to visit the princess in her dorm while she's quiet?

If you think about it, it means it's a pretty important document called Royal Ink. All right, let's be careful.

"Thanks Will, it really helps."

"What, it's no big deal. If you put my gray brains on it, this much..."

To the stirring complaint that follows, a tight high laugh. I don't know if you're being modest or bragging, but my gratitude doesn't change.

In the meantime, if you can meet Nell in person, you won't have to do anything without knowing what's going on.

Besides, I was going to do Nell one favor. Not Lily or Fiona, it really has to be Nell. All this, I really...

Well, it's not that much of a rush, and I'll try to ask Nell after he's better.

"Sometimes, Chrono, don't let Simon finally come home today"

I know you're going to be telling Cool off, but obviously you can't hide your joy. Something is soaring. It's like a junior high boy talking about his favorite girl.

It's been a while since I've been reunited. No, by no means, I'm a wacko who cares about the mouthfeel of the detoxification potion. Say no.

Or let's keep that one deep in my heart. Even Simon wouldn't remember at all because his consciousness was so cloudy.

"It'll be about evening before we get back to the dorm."

I thought it was time for me and Will to visit Baldier's mansion, where Simon was resting, but just before that I received a letter saying, "Back to the 8th," so I decided to go home for good. The letter also deliberately said, "Take care, you don't have to come to see me".

"Then tonight, let's celebrate our return and have a drink!

"Well, Simon couldn't make it to the winning party."

Well, then I'll have to go buy it out and get ready. My plans for the afternoon were shopping in the first place, and that's when. Oh, speaking of which, we must also look after the items of sympathy for Nell. You won't be selling peach cans to boulders, so I need to think of something...

"Mm, don't push the time, let's just say it's time to get down to business?

Face to face, there was a lot to talk about, and it went a long way. But I never met Will just to have a good chat.

I'm somewhat prepared to ask, but I really need to know. Yes, that's better than any reward a king of a country brings, information.

"Oh, please, Will. What's going on with the Crusaders now?"