Kuro no Maou

It appeared with tremendous ground and roaring noises.

At first I thought it was an earthquake or an avalanche, but the moment the Crusaders turned their gaze in the direction of formation, it makes them understand.

"Hey, what are you... a giant robot?

Across the armies of warriors, giant figures rose one after the other to an enemy formation lined with a cross flag and a magic stone thrower (catapult) flying a rock of fire.

Blunt iron body shines in bright, downpouring sunlight. At the center of a round head like a full-faced helmet, one of the crimson eyes gleams.

The diminutive cylindrical body and short legs look just like the golem...... no matter how many big body golem people there are, I've never seen or heard of a giant one so far.

Sightings, roughly twenty meters. The stone thrower that stands behind you looks small and falls into the sensation that the scale is crazy.

And there are ten silly big steel giants lined up.

"You're lying..."

Before too much force, words like that leak unexpectedly. However, this is no different than the world of dreams created by Last Rose, which unfortunately is a brutal real world.

Ten giant golems do exist.

"Chrono! It's probably an enchanted golem!

At the moment, Lily flew back to me in battle with a chimeric soldier on the wall, still in a state of space.

The name and existence of the Enentgolem have also been heard of in seminary classes.

Ancient ruins are said to be sleeping with numerous magic fixtures (magic items) that are not reproducible in modern times, but one of them is a supermassive golem. An ancient golem, hence classified as an enchanted golem.

The majority are damaged, leaving only that large steel body, but there are rare instances of successful reboots, he said. Some countries, though not in Sparda, use the giant golem revived in that way as a weapon for sieges and other purposes.

It was taught to be a kind of precious and powerful ancient weapon, but I didn't expect to see you here. That too, ten bodies.

"Damn, you crusaders, you pulled that big fat ass out of the back of an ancient ruin."

"Lily, I've heard of an enchanted golem coming out of a media ruin before."

The rumor must have been before you met me.

The name of the media ruins sounds familiar. I left the village of Iles for the capital, Daedalus, following a quest for a newly discovered zoning survey at this site. To think, whether or not to order that quest might have been the divide of fate.

Nevertheless, I don't know how it really connects with the emergence in front of me of an enchanted golem unearthed from its media ruins.

"I can't believe it, but you're going to attack the walls with an array more than you ever showed up."

I can see the sparkling light on the snow from here. Perhaps the enchanted golem was summoned by the magic formations. Otherwise, you can't possibly bring such a huge chunk of iron, up to this mountain.

"Hey Chrono, what are you going to do?

Lily, who embraces me with her arms tangled around my neck, asks me how cute it is, but its content compels me to make a pretty heavy decision.

No, the answer is fixed from the beginning. We're here ready to kill the Apostle. I can't freak out with about ten or twenty giant golems.

"Change priority goal to enchanted golem. Once we're back on the wall, we're ready to intercept."

"What about Chimera?

"I'll leave it to the others. Now it's more important to do something about it."

"Yeah, I get it, Chrono!

At the same time as I hear a good reply, I command the sheep to "raise it".

"Come on up!

and this one wraps up the bind arts hanging me with tremendous momentum, screaming in my brain for a healthy reply as well.

My hands are blocked by a curse and a gatring gun, but my upright posture on the vertical plane is also stable with chains turned from my hips and shoulders. I keep Lily clinging to my neck, and I run up the wall straight through my head.

"Out of the way, out of the way!

Kick off a chimeric soldier who's been interrupting the path along the way and return safely to the walls. Is time like five seconds?

"Welcome home, Mr. Chrono, Mr. Lily"

I'm home.

Fiona greets me at the end of the descent into the walled corridor again. She also had a hard time keeping up with our move, going left down the aisle to the right, but still kept securing her position as a rear guard. It is the work of boulders.

"Fiona, I'm gonna do that big golem next"

"The hell per person...... no, I guess it would be better for the three of us to be in one"

To deal with that steel giant, Fiona, instead of worrying, just suggests an interception plan. As if talking about how to efficiently hunt a herd of miscellaneous fish monsters, there is no feeling in its face.

"Is that, after all, as hard as it looks?

"It's more than it looks. Because enchanted golems for sieges are rare in Sinclair Republic. Seems like a mass-produced type from what I've seen, but it doesn't make a difference that it's a powerful siege weapon. At least, it's not the kind of person you can personally do this to."

However, if you are an ordinary soldier, there is a proviso there.

We're Rank Five Adventurers, and they even treat us like an Independent Action Authority (OrderLaid). If you don't work for at least a hundred people, I'm sorry about the Spartan army that you expect.

"Just us... no, you two just want to sink"

"It's forbidden to impose, Mr. Chrono. If the magic runs out here now, the Element Master will leave as soon as possible."

That's troublesome. I ran through the first fifty meters of the marathon, and if I enjoyed the first place in ten seconds, I'd be satisfied, not a wacko participating in the war.

"Well, you are. Do we have to believe in the Spartans here?"

In the meantime, we should now concentrate on ensuring that the whole thing is put to rest. There's no point in launching a half-breed attack and being prevented.

"Once the enemy is in range, we will hit the maximum firepower. Lily is" Star Down (Meteor Strike) "and Fiona is" The Golden Sun (All Soleil) "-"

I almost give instructions close to confirmation, and I start getting myself ready.

Think of it, my preparation takes the most time against Lily, who needs a short chant, and Fiona, the chant there. Well, there's plenty of room for that dull looking golem to come into the range there, a hundred meters, which is our effective range, because it'll only take a little while.

Fortunately, the Golem hasn't let go with a giant cannon, so he doesn't have to worry about being shelled at a distance. The standing enchanted golem really remains upright immovable like just a giant stone statue, and instead of walking out, you can't even see it take out a weapon that matches its back length.

I summoned him, but maybe it'll take a while just to get him moving. Whatever, now I can 'charge' plenty.

"- I'm a 'Charged Particle Dragon Cannon (Plasma Brace)'. Let's go Sheep, change the barrel (barrel change)! Thunder Cannon Form (Mode Blaster Gill)!

Three times, at the same time as returning the Xu to the shadow, grip the foregrip of "The Grid" with your free left hand and hold it firmly in both hands.

Did Sheep also experience the deformation of Koitsu once in action in the Asbel Mountains, or is it better than then? There is no stray in the movement of the tentacles that challenge the disassembly and assembly of the parts.

"Mm-hmm, uh... ah! Ah... is that it?

It was apparently my fault to see from the sounds of the maid girl I hear.

"Yes! Yes, sir. Ah!

"Hey, aren't you a little out of time?

"I'm sorry, my husband... but where it didn't, the sheep will give it back to you with their bodies!

You will always serve with tentacles (body). What the hell are you talking about?

"Well, if it's done right, that's fine"

"Whew! Thank you for your forgiveness! Love your kind husband. Sooo!

I think we should call this sweet, rather than sweet... well, okay. In this way, the "The Grid" has been successfully converted into a "Thunder Cannon Form (Mode Blaster Gill)" in which the radiance of violet electricity runs into the shell.

As the tentacles return to the shadows after work, I begin charging for pseudo-lightning attributes from the grip I hold. Instead of a legitimate magician chanting for a long time, I spend a plain pile of time just letting the magic flow.

Around us, chimeric soldiers are still running up the walls, and the warriors continue to dare to challenge the walls. The hustle and bustle fighting situation continues, but now we can only wait quietly. Even if you could see adventurers and sparda soldiers torn apart by sharp nails. I'm not moving until I let him go.

"... hey, I don't think so, but there's no point in those golems not moving like this, is there?

"If it's just a stick-up, it's a long and dumb operation."

That's not how many crusaders would think this one would freak out and escape.

However, if you look at the appearance and you still don't move one finger, you'll pass up that imagination. As for this one, it's too convenient to interpret.

"Ah, it moves, Chrono!

After all, my hopeful observation-based imagination is too much to deny. Lily, who was staring at the lined golem, finally announces the activation of that huge ancient weapon.

The sound of Zushin - echoed heavily in this battlefield dominated by anger, screaming and screaming.

Ten golems took a step at the same time.

"Whoa... it's really working..."

As a Japanese, as a man, I have to be somewhat impressed when a giant robot is shown to move into reality.

The ten entrant golems are bipedal in natural motion that is dull as it looks but does not precipitate. I can't imagine how many tons it weighs, but whenever that big step took the earth, there was a blazing snow splash. Despite being flat, at its feet a white wave swirls, as if an avalanche were happening.

The Golem Legion, which thrust in an undisturbed horizontal array, gives a sense of the power to show through, no matter what the obstacles may be, from an unspeakable steel giant. Whether it's a huge wall nearly double its own or a resilient sparda soldier defending it, he says our steps can't be stopped.

But when that readiness included not only enemies, but allies as well, I was noticed late, at this time.

"Oh, hey! He and the other warriors..."

I stomped. Like crushing an ant across the road, hesitating, not even realizing its existence. Trample on the life that existed there, little by little.

Already the great army of warriors continues to storm this snowfield about a kilometre wide. From behind it, it didn't even look like a bare gesture to avoid, and the giant enchanted golem started walking in grandeur. Ten bodies, side-by-side.

Together twenty legs are moving stone columns. I don't see how many warriors I actually crushed behind my feet by the snow smoke caused by super weight. However, we clearly witnessed how many warriors were swallowed up at the foot of an avalanche presenting itself with the impending momentum of fury. Not only me, but all the Sparda soldiers standing on this wall. I don't like it, but I see it.

"As it turns out, the warrior is a stone throw that combines power reconnaissance. You don't mind kicking it like that."

"Is that how the Crusaders do it? Everywhere, just kidding."

With a gushing rage, my gripping hand shivers.

Has the commander who leads this great legion ordered you to march with a fine face? Are the original Crusader soldiers, Sinclair's men, all gushing at the certainty of victory when they see this?

With all the white bastards deciding to look high in the back, I'd like to punch 'The Grid)' out with maximum output right now - no, not yet, I can't pull the trigger.

"The inferior species... I'll crush them..."

Just throw it away like that and suppress the intense anger that ruled you by the curse. Unbearable anger, unbearable killing intentions. Still, I can stand it.

Golem, who pushes the warrior as he kicks his ass, is already five hundred meters away from the walls. Whether it even warmed up the engine that runs the giant iron body, or just because of its chi, it also looks like it's walking slightly faster.

Almost there. And, almost there - I didn't seem to be the only one who thought that was out of my mind.

"Burn and create me"

In my ear, a magical melody sang by a witch arrived.