Kuro no Maou

"- Yeah, I knew this would be the door."

Protected by two companions you can rely on, Lily doesn't even feel the slightest dust rush, rather in an elegant motion, challenging the cockpit hatch to open and close.

In front of you is the back of the enchanted golem, often synonymous with the wall. It's just that the steel armored plate that houses the dull gloss is spreading without joints. Instead of the door, I see no shadow or shape of the door knob.

But Lily was convinced this place was a hit.

There are three grounds. The first is surveying. The second is a slight but leaking sign of magic. However, it is so faint that I may feel it only here, no, because of my mind.

And the third most decisive basis is the Great Magic Fixture (artifact) that Lily has in her hands.

"React to 'To Heavenly Treasure Ball (Diamond Haven)' Ali...... This looks like it could be accessed successfully"

A huge true sphere of diamonds gripping in his right hand appeals to Lily for a change by repeating a pale brightness. So much so that there would be no more discernible reaction.

When I obtained this great magic fixture (artifact) in that little dirty orphanage, I thought it was my original use as an interfering device in the brains of man-made humans (homunculus). That's probably a hit, but it didn't seem like everything.

"I wonder if 'to Heavenly Treasure Ball (Diamond Haven)' has the effect of a 'key', so to speak, with a wider application. Lily guessed so.

"Do my best," "To Heavenly Treasure Ball (Diamond Haven)" "

Inject just a little magic into the treasure ball in your hand. As the sparkle and white glow float on the balls, so as to accommodate them - no, the fact, you would have reacted, a change occurs on the wall in front of you.

Kashan, and made a less light noise, and part of the metal plate slid open. It is not a door, but a panel roughly thirty centimetres square. The color is white. The material is very similar to Holy Silver (Mithril), but it would be something else. I can't feel the beauty and magic that far.

If Lily puts her unarmed left hand there, the letter floats in a blue and white light. Of course, it's ancient letters. However, it just looks like a horizontal sentence no matter what, so it doesn't seem like a wacko called the Magic Formation.

Even though it is a servant lily, it is impossible to decipher the ancient letters perfectly. I only have innate knowledge of how to read some letters and a degree of knowledge I learned only a little in my seminary class.

But somehow, that's what I could see on the panel.

"Access granted,"

Even as Lily's girl, her palms, like leaves, gently touch the blue-white, luminous panel.

Then, the armor plate in front of you opens nicely split left to right. Its sliding doors, although ancient relics, operated surprisingly smoothly and freshly with a light sound.

The open space is rectangular, such as two and a half meters long and one meter wide. No matter how you look at it, it is designed to fit human size. Lily, a small, luxurious girl, walked across the door without difficulty.

There is a short passage with white glowing panels embedded at equal intervals in the ceiling and walls as an alternative to lighting. Though I feel somewhat dim, I saw another new door about three meters away immediately.

Ahead must be the cockpit (cockpit), which is definitely the destination.

And Lily confirmed that it was true that the second door was also opened with a touch operation.

The first thing that pops into my eyes is a bunch of blue and white light in the same shade that came to mind on the authentication panel. The left and right walls just run endlessly with pipes and tubes, as if countless serpents were crawling, but only on the front, like the monument "The Beginning of History (Zero Chronicle)," which stands in the square of Sparda, with ancient letters leaping on the surface of the pitch-black.

In heaven, which is only the same height as the passage, there is only one light-emitting panel and no other lights. Of course, windows.

I mean, there's nothing out there to look at. There is no footage anywhere to photograph the Great Wall of the Fortress of Galahad, which would already be looming between your eyes.

Still, this room was definitely in the cockpit.

"- Ugh, hello"

Because there's one pilot there. It's a small, tiny, cluttered room where I can even feel my breathlessness, but I could tell at a glance that people were sitting in the center of it.

The person does not answer the soothing greeting that Lily gave, but just sits still, in a chair.

No, is that really a chair to fulfill? Leather tension that doesn't seem uncomfortable to sit on, but it comes with a bunch of white belts that bind your whole body. Regardless, all of that was used, and the figure of the pilot was like a death row inmate awaiting a thunderstorm.

"I see, it's more direct than manipulation."

Lily is not surprised by the unusual outfit of the pilot, but merely gathers information from all things pale in her eyes, analyzes and speculates to derive the secrets of the enchanted golem.

Lily's brain, which has become true, is clear, both as a person and as a magician, but more than that, it is her understanding of the study of the 'White Trail' more than anyone else in the Pandora continent that makes a dramatic progress in figuring out how to operate it.

More specifically, because there are thoughtful magic devices (magic items) that this pilot wears that look amazingly familiar - no, rose, analyzed, researched, and even elevated themselves to the realm of practical application.

"Is it more of a specialized type than an improved type of thought controller (angel ring)......?

The most powerful restraint that binds the pilot to his seat is sole.

Once tying Chrono's mind and body and now turning it into Lily's experimental tool (toy), The Thought Controller (Angel Ring) looks like a simple white ring. This manipulator - although his face is covered with a white mask - can discern him as an experiment of a boy called from another world called Gentile, also Tori Nihon, from his familiar black hair and his floating black full-body suit with clarity and body lines. Its on his head is the same shape as the white ring, but the thick needle protrudes outward at equal intervals, and at first glance it doesn't even look like a crown.

"Hmm, I can't take it off the boulder."

Lily had no hobby of carrying her head in it, even though it was spatial magic (dimension).

"But I need to be a little sure of what this is all about"

Whimpering so, Lily gently draws a magic formation of light at her fingertips. One item tumbled down as he laid his hands on a circular magic formation floating in the hollow.

That's a white ring, very similar to 'Thought Controller (Angel Ring)'. The difference in design is that a string of flowing spells is engraved on the surface of the ring. In fact, as well as its appearance, Colle was very similar in terms of functionality.

Yes, this is the 'thought dominant device (fairy ring)' that Lily studied, developed by Simon and made Leggin try to produce, its prototype.

"Now, tell me your secret..."

Lily thus layered the 'thought dominant device (fairy ring)' in her hand over the 'thought controlling device (angel ring)' that softly shined on the boy's head.

"- Liar!? External interference (hacking) on Unit VII!?

That was more of a complete stunner than a solitary.

At last, we reached the Wall of Fortress Galahad, and Dorothy saw a red gleam on a full data screen with a crisis warning (red alert).

It indicates that it is the most dangerous of a number of anomalies (errors). 'External interference (hacking)' means that someone has unauthorized access to the central body of the Enchanted Golem.

"It's not self-contained (stand-alone), but it's the only place I can access it... Oh, no, no, no, I'm here to stab my brain (pilot) directly!

This interfering man (hacker) jumped on the moving enchant golem, originally, the official name 'Taurus', opened a barely no-lock hatch, and stabbed experiment number 672 in the head integrated with the seat with a telepathic magic fixture (magic item).

In view of the situation of sudden external interference (hacking) without any foretaste, that is the only realistic way to think about it.

There was absolute confidence in Dorothy that the most advanced research on ancient artifacts, starting with "The Demonic Computer (Device)," was the "White Trail" led by Judas. At the very least, we have not heard any information on the Pandora continent that the elucidation of advanced ancient magic (enchants) is progressing.

To be honest, she was also insulting the 'Demons' and enemies.

But now, at this moment, the certainty of absolute advantage crumbles away.

"Oh, it can't be...... but definitely, Koitz -"

Analysis by an interfering criminal (hacker) progresses at an extraordinary rate of speed. From the basic method of operation of the man-made heavy machine (power loader), which fits into the operator's brain, to the original brain of Taurus (operating system), which is directly connected from that brain, the hand of the telepathic demon reaches out.

It is unclear in what way we are detecting it, but the magic operator (device) will tell us exactly what the intruder is doing. Yes, just tell it, there is no magic circuit (software) incorporated into this that can be automatically countered.

In the first place, it was assumed that the magic technology of the Pandora continent would not even allow access to such ancient artifacts as magic machines (devices) and tauruses. There was no point in bothering to apply protection, and there was no room to do that, nor could it be in an unlikely shorter delivery time to Taurus completion.

In short, the interferor (hacker) is free to get the pilot's brain and the center of the fuselage without being inhibited by anyone.

"- I'm willing to take control of Taurus!

To stop this, you have to hit yourself.

On the battlefield against the Demons, I had no idea I was going to play an information battle with a demonic operator (device) as a weapon. Even if you are not a Demon Nation, you should not even be able to interfere with the brains dominated by the Thought Controller (Enseling) created by The White Trail. Because the human brain is so complex and precise, an indecipherable region (black box).

But you have to admit. This opponent is on par with us.

"Fine, fine... I'm a skank, I'm not colorful, I'm not magical... I'm not the only one who can lose!

The less it seems, the hotter it is. I'm always in the corner of my head. Calm and logical, then, that's how my humble and negative self whispers.

Dorothy was mostly missing something called a struggling, competitive, or, if she stuck with it more, anger emotions. Because she's given up everything from the beginning.

No charm as a woman, no magical talent. Of course, there can't be any martial arts talent with such a poor body.

Only professional ancient magic (enchant) research is unique and absolute talent to me. Conversely, it means that there has never been a single opponent who can now compete.

Even a great professor called the authority of ancient magic (enchants) at the Elysion School of Magic is on a level that steals his theory. It was Dorothy, then a seventeen-year-old female student, who created the heart (engine) of the demonic battleship Gargantuar, used for the first step of the Pandora invasion.

She won't get mad if they take away her research results. All there is is is just despair and nothingness. She understands that when the world is such a thing, people are fooled and deceived.

Still, now, I can live feeling happier and fuller than the crowd, only because Bishop Judas picked it up for me. He's the only one who understands and appreciates his talents. And most importantly, he needs me.

To Bishop Judas, you can't line up as a competitor. Even Dorothy, who deserves to be regarded as a genius, has never seen an overwhelming difference between the end and the end. Even if it takes a lifetime, it's not the enemy. That man is a great forerunner who should respect, worship, and beg to teach.

But apart from the other person who has now planted external interference (hacking) on Taurus VII here.

He has the talent to stand alongside himself by pulling out of the myriad incompetences that solve ancient magical logic. A powerful man has emerged who rightly deserves to be called a rival, not in absolute understatement or overwhelming stature, but alongside himself.

Now, it can't be unburning. For the first time in his life, Dorothy was driven by a fervent fighting spirit gushing from the back of his chest, full of spirits, and struck by an intruder interception.

"Change the operating table (console) to a five-piece (hexagon type), put out the fuselage information (condition) of Unit VII on the first screen (main monitor), and hit 672 with an antagonist (sheer heart) and a hematopoietic (Blood Plus), followed by an accelerator (accelerator) - don't die yet, do you, 672, until I deport (log out) the interferor (hacker)!