Kuro no Maou

A silver world on one side, is a good thing. The blue skies that fall out and the glittering snowfields in the early winter sun. The contrast between bright blue and brilliant white dazzles my eyes.

At times like the end of autumn in Sparda, I was stepping one foot into the midwinter earth.

At the northernmost point of Avalonian territory, the Asbel Mountains. Two hours after a guild that had an unexpected encounter with Wing Road, this is a dungeon designated area where it's no longer strange when monsters appear.

"To boulders, don't be cold..."

Sunshine falls brightly, but sunny temperatures can fall back. I don't have a thermometer with me, but the temperature would definitely be below zero right now.

"Isn't Lily cold?

"Tamabu"

And it wasn't the white-haired pump that replied - it was Lily wearing a white pun robe that is usually used as a bedtime outfit.

The fairy, a magical creature, is more resistant to cold, rather than unaffected. Lily is half demon, but half inherits its its properties, so she is quite resistant to temperature differences compared to humans. Still, it feels like we should make it cold resistant.

Lily is walking around fine like a kindergarten child who came on a long-awaited excursion, shaking her tightly worn robe Usa ear.

"How's Fiona?

"No problem. I've been through a few dungeons in Snow Mountain."

The boulder is Fiona, a senior as an adventurer. He also seemed to already have gear for cold weather, thicker than his usual witch robe, and is wearing something that looks warm that Fur is moffing about. You could call it a purely furry coat rather than a robe.

He also seems to be fully equipped at his feet, usually loafers, but now he's wearing long boots that are close to his knees. It looks heavy leather but wonders and their soles ride fluffy and light on the snow and never sink their feet deep.

The karaki has the magical effect of floating (feather). The magic of levitation, also incorporated in the 'Fairy Dance Shoes' that Lily still wears, is only in these brittle scaffolds that she shows off her true value. When it comes to the finest, they can walk and run and hop step jump even on the water.

Even though it's not that far away, if it has the convenient effect of being able to walk swirly on a fluffy down powder snow, you can always wear it, Fiona, and I said, this is how it was returned.

"It's so steamy, I don't really want to wear it."

Oh, Fiona's a girl too, that was the answer that made me realize.

Anyway, sometimes I just regret that I don't have these floating (feather) shoes that are convenient for walking on this snowy mountain right now. Let your legs do the trick and push through the snow.

"Mr. Chrono, isn't it cold?

Are you all right with your usual gear? But Fiona, with all due respect, I can honestly say "no problem", not be patient or anything.

"Yeah, it's cold and hot, because it's pretty bearable."

My body is different from normal people, too. Perhaps it has been adjusted so that it is not affected by cold warming to the same extent as Lily.

In fact, even if the current negative temperature changes are felt, they will not freeze. I feel a little chilly or something.

"But I don't know if it remains an apprenticeship robe"

Wow, I forgot to change into a Devil's Embrace (Diabolos Embrace)...

When I changed my clothes, my skin chills completely disappeared. Boulders are true equipment. It also has cold resistance. I'm embarrassed to receive a slightly dazed glance from Fiona, who takes the apprenticeship robe I took off and folds it beautifully into her hat.

That's how the first snow mountain climb of the 'Element Master' just takes a whisper of accidents from me, and it goes well.

The Cave of the Last Rose you aim for is around the middle belly of the mountain, not near the territory of the Rank 5 monster, if not the depths of the Mountains without the ruins.

Most importantly, there are other reasons why this Asbel Mountains is designated as Rank 5 - well, it's none of our business this time, so let's leave it at that.

Anyway, from the foot to a certain elevation over the middle belly, only strong but rank 3 monsters emerge, so even middle-ranked adventurers have no obstacle to work. A step out of the rookie, or even at the foot, would be a good neighborhood.

The proximity in the cave has always been a lot of people coming and going, which means they are mapped in detail. Fortunately, neither me nor Lily or Fiona are directional tone-deaf, and I know how to read maps properly, so I'm wrecked while I have an accurate map, nothing's going to happen.

"If we keep going, we'll be able to reach the cave by sundown."

"Isn't that hard?"

They deny my speculation fast, but I have no questions or objections to it. All I have is understanding and convincing.

'Cause it's a dungeon, you can't just not meet a monster.'

"Mm-hmm! I can see a lot of signs!

Yes, right now, we were trying to fulfill the first encount with a monster living in Asbel's Snow Mountain.

This is a gentle slope with a great view. The depressed and thriving coniferous forest is far away, and there is nothing to shield you from as close as you can hide. Furthermore, white-outs and the like that block sight cannot occur in this splendor, and the proximity from above can be immediately detected, of course, in the surrounding area.

But I don't see any enemy shadows around us. Still, there is no doubt that the enemy is approaching right from the signs of cold magic that feels like stabbing this skin.

Where, where do you come from - at that point, in front of me walking ahead, the point roughly five meters protrudes suddenly. Breaking through a thick layer of snow, I thought a monster popped out of the ground - but it was the big snowman who showed up there.

"Oh, what a snowman..."

It's about two meters long, and it's a snowy statue with a gentle human shape. The head is as large and round as a watermelon, with two dots and lines concave on the face to reproduce what looks like eyes and mouth.

And the snowmen of the exact same design, one after the other, emerge from the surroundings. I stopped counting before ten, twenty - thirty so that I could grow bumpy and tacky from the slopes of the snow. Look, it's lightly over a hundred.

"You're the Ice Elemental Spirit (Elemental)"

Just saying it's not uncommon, Fiona tells Sarah who she is.

The Elemental Spirit (Elemental) is a typical type of magical organism that is born when naturally occurring primary color magic becomes a mass. Weak things are just translucent spheres drifting through the air like jellyfish, but higher magic densities make them look clearer, or, like this snowman, get physical flesh, using that attribute and affinity matter as a mediator.

In famous examples, naturally occurring undead or golem. Dark Elemental of Dark Attributes respectively, Terra Elemental of Earthly Attributes are born by attaching to corpses and rocks.

And then, no matter what you think, there are so many monsters in the ruin-based dungeons and so on that wildlife doesn't deserve to live in, because in a magical environment, this element occurs naturally in large quantities, so they form the bottom of the food chain, like plankton.

It is an important element that must be for the natural monster world, but for adventurers it is merely an enemy.

Moreover, being such a herd makes you a laborious opponent even if you belong to rank 1.

"What do you want to do, Mr. Chrono? I think my legs are slow, so I think it's easy to get out."

"No, you're just the right person to try and shoot, so leave it to me"

I'm sure I'm smiling like a pizza now. Still, you won't be able to help but nibble, if you're a man!

"" The Grid, "Machine Gun Form (Mode Gatlinggore)"

My shadow stretches black over pure white snow, from which emerges the heavy guns of pitch black. It won't take three seconds to set up, load, and fire ready.

"Eat, shoot (burst)!

A six-column barrel made a curaculla noise and began to spin at high speeds, spraying fire without shattering the countless white figures standing at the end of the muzzle.

Boasting the same hardness as lead balls, my pseudo-complete steel bullet (full metal jacket) easily smashes away the brittle body of snow formed by the elementary. Just one shot and your arm flies and your leg breaks. If you hit it in the middle of nowhere, it will remain scattered.

In just one shot, the instant death force, two thousand rounds per minute, is equivalent to a real Gatling gun.

There is no way to become a snowman before this black firestorm.

"Ha... ha... how about that!

The annihilation is completed in an instant. Even if you're surrounded by all sides, you just shoot them clockwise and they collapse one after the other. It was just plain simple, such as a blunt-footed snowman.

But as my breath is rising naturally, I'm actually a little tired. As a matter of fact, I don't know if I have 2,000 rounds of continuous fire per minute, but if I still hadn't concentrated on generating the black magic bullet at all costs, I would have been so unable to catch up with the reload.

This is a little more, maybe you should slow down the firing speed. There are also a lot of bullets that have come off for a great number of rounds.

Therefore, the shooting has worked exceptionally well with the previous shooting (Gatling Burst). Perhaps this one has better continuity and power than using the 'Black Barista Replica'. After all, a weapon made exclusively works great.

"Mr. Chrono, I'm kind of out of breath, but maybe you're not feeling well?

On the arrow tip I am impressed with the great performance of The Grid, this is it.

"No, wait, wait a minute. Is that what you're supposed to say when you look at the fierce attacks you're making?

"Was it intense?

When questioned in the face, I get anxious. Calm down and feel more confident in yourself.

"It was intense."

"Huh? 'Cause it's just like your usual full burst"

"No, I'm not! Not at all! Because it's up out-of-digit with the number of shots and the power!?

"Huh."

Fiona shows no understanding of my desperate appeals. Damn, a wise lily would know the difference!

"Hmm?

Oh, this is a bad pattern. Lily doesn't understand the spirit of the story at all. She looks.

"Um, Mr. Chrono, hey, are you a little obstinate?

Was it so on your face? No, I'm going to deny that I was a little shocked. Let's be honest there.

But never, ever, am I girly or obstinate.

"No way. If you think about it, Simon would still want Lily and Fiona, the amateurs in the shooting, to see the difference. I was the shallow one."

"Mm, I feel somewhat insulted there"

"Lily is an onna who knows the difference properly!

"Well, well, don't push me. I want you both to see more of my flashy moves before you rate them."

I now have the confidence to just slap Fiona from "The Golden Sun (All Soleil)" and Lily from "Star Crash (Meteo Strike)" in front of me with a "flashy move" and a big mouth.

At last, it looks like he's about to show up just in time to feed the moves. It's really convenient, it's like nature is helping me with my demonstration.

Now it's time for me to look cool, and with the intent that I put my back down, I pointed down the mouth of "The Grid".

"Now let's leave that big 'Advanced Ice Elemental Spirit (Eyes High Elemental)' opponent to Mr. Chrono too"

"Good luck Chrono!

Fiona's "Advanced Ice Elemental Spirit (Eyes High Elemental)" appeared as she erupted a furious snow splash to undo Lily's adorable yellow cheer.

If that figure is in a nutshell, whale.

A snowy giant named Green Gore appeared on the snowfield as if it were rising from the bottom of the ocean. The flesh is exactly the same as the snowmen I just defeated, it's only a simple composition that just collected and consolidated snow, but I'm still overwhelmed by the presence just because it's big.

It was good at the foot of the mountain below where Koitz appeared. If they come from the far overhead summit side, they will be pushed away by an avalanche that will wind up in one stroke.

Besides, I don't have time to be guzzled. The giant snow statue of the whale is swimming and climbing the slopes suddenly trying to swallow us.

The snow around me twirls like a big wave ride, and I end up with a scratchy word as it progresses. Besides, he was either imitating the whale's tide or blasting up ice grains from his back like a mountain.

"If you can't stop it with one blow, you'll keep bumping into it"

"It's okay, one shot is enough -"

Start getting ready to blow this big fat ass off while answering Fiona's caution, which she put on in a flat tone that she doesn't feel at all critical.

First, magic fill (energy charge). From the gun handle (grip) on the right hand and the foregrip gripped on the left hand, the pseudo-lightning attribute produced by the third protection is poured into the mind to blacken.

I feel smoothly concentrated by the magic conduction technique engraved inside. Slowsgill's skull, of course, ahead of us.

I used to take over people's bodies and stay lazy, and now it's time to work my ass off.

Now, speaking of working, there's another guy who wants you to work hard.

"It's time, Sheep, to change the barrel (barrel change)! Thunder Cannon Form (Mode Blaster Gill)!

"Huh! I'll take care of it, sir!

Energetic replies echoed in the brain, as well as many blacker chains gushed out than in the shadows made by the great Gatling Gun. Its tip is three hook claws, like a bird's foot, and runs beetled to show sheep's jerking off.

Thanks to the pseudo-earth attributes caused by the second protection, shapes other than bullets are also easier to make than ever before. This hook nail is not only hard, it runs smoothly and is great.

"You remember the procedure?

"Of course, the clever sheep are perfect for a preview review!

I received a cordial explanation from Mr. Leggin to change the barrel, but I also taught Sheep to change their clothes during the battle, even when their hands were blocked.

I doubt if the will of the curse has the memory and ability to learn in the first place, but the sheep themselves say, "I can!" I guess there's nothing you can't do.

Come on, show your husband the results of your practice!

"Uh oh, this is, um... that..."

Even as I wasted my anxiety talking to myself into my head, I managed to move on with the redecoration work.

It is a large-calibre long shell that emerges from the shadows to remove and replace the six-column barrel. The base is black with the same greed metal, but like thunder running in the dark night, a pale, radiant line of purple electricity floats to the left and right of the shell.

If this connects to the main unit...

"Mr. Chrono, if it sounds like you're in trouble, I'll shoot you first, won't I?

"But wait a little longer."

Fiona gets' Spitfire 'all ready for interception on our side. Maybe my firepower is trusted - no, it means you're in a full following position as a party. Do it without nervousness, it must be in your favor.

"Chrono, not yet?

"Hey Sheep, hurry up! My show is still here."

"Yes, sir! Ready to fire!

All right, well done, you made it, Sheep. Finishes exchanging the barrel beautifully and just finishes filling the lightning magic. All you have to do is pull the trigger.

You don't even need to aim. Because the impending snow whale is already cutting fifty meters. Even if I shot him in the eye, there's no way he'd take that big shot off.

"- 'Charged particle cannon (plasma blaster)' fire!

That's how I shot him in the face.