Kuro no Maou

I had a snowstorm. Vision is just a white-colored white out. It is a blizzard.

In Pandora, they call the heavy snowstorm 'White Dragon's Nest'. Regardless, it's not because all the rough weather in the winter is flying around a rank five monster white dragon. The vast majority are due to natural weather, but some say it can be a blizzard because the white dragons are really flying in flocks.

Anyway, the weather in the mountains was susceptible to change. It seems a lie that the blue sky was spreading like it would fall out during the day. Does it mean that when I climbed the Asbel Mountains, I happened to be calm?

That's how Fortress Galahad is now trapped in the wind and snow junction - no, protected, it would be more appropriate to say. Because this sudden blizzard stopped the Crusaders from attacking completely.

"... for a while, you're not going to stop."

Since the truce, two hours are about to pass as soon as possible. I'm still on the walls. Though inside, not a passage that blows on boulders.

This huge wall has two types of stairs to climb above and inside. From the outside, it's a flat wall like a dam, but from the inside, a cylindrical tower is integrated so that a large column can support it.

The interior of this tower is simply a large spiral staircase, leading straight up to the passage on the walls of the castle. It is a slightly dim stone construction, reminiscent of "The Catacombs of Resurrection".

In other words, I am wacky enough to sit around on this spiral staircase for a long break. They are positioned close to the heavenly side so that they can exit immediately on the walls. As far as I can see, no one else. Not the wack of not feeling fucked by the adventurers, but the fact that this is too halfway there.

In fact, at the top of the stairs, an honest Sparda knight packs it and hasn't failed to be vigilant even in this blizzard. Perhaps there will be a solid staffing presence outside as well. Thank you for your hard work in this cold weather.

Nevertheless, I cannot flatter that the interior of this spiral staircase is also warm. There can't be heating facilities or anything like that, and the actual, outdoor and temperature wouldn't be very different. With the shame of a cold resistant body, this is how it is impossible. 'The Devil's Embrace (Diabolos Embrace)' alone has quite a bit of a cold resistance, and I'm fortunate it's not so hard to be sitting around here.

"I thought I should take a break too."

With his bright white breath, he exhales such a weak tone stained word.

I'm the only one on this cold staircase. Lily and Fiona are giving it a rest. I'm still the two of us who have some leeway, but still, unlike me, they don't have monstrous stamina. You have to let me rest when I can. By now, I'm sure he'll be sprinkling with a little late lunchtime at the Galahad Hotel.

I feel like I've been fighting for a long time, but when I finished, I almost had all morning. Without this sudden deterioration of the weather, Taurus would have been desperately dealing with the chimeric soldiers by now to protect the holes he had pulled out of his butch. Alternatively, from here on out, with all the production, the Crusaders' main force may have called in unison.

Yes, they haven't lost a single regular crusader yet. Needless to say, the warrior's worth, even that chimeric soldier would still be experimenting or something like that. Taurus, the first dull one to come out, and King Leonhardt's amputated full-tune, like a matomo effect?

Whatever it is, keep exposed to the blizzard and wipe out the Crusaders, what a convenient development, so there is no doubt that the battle will be real from now on. It still looks like a long way to go.

"... who"

A slightly more astonishingly sharp voice myself wooded into a cold spiral corridor.

"I hope you're not so vigilant."

Put aside about a beat of silence and a light answer returns that doesn't make you feel offended.

"It's not pleasant to be seen in silence, Falcius"

"Ha, I'm sorry, you know?

The Sparda NO1 gladiator (gladiator) came up the stairs with an elegant smile as the dreaming maiden imagined. The rich platinum blonde waves and the feather-woven white cloak swings fuzzily to match the tips and soaring footsteps.

It's a tremendous aesthetic effect because just because he's here, this dim spiral staircase suddenly looks gorgeous. I don't appreciate it, though. All I have in my mind is a scratch that says, "What's on, man?"

"Talk to me normally from now on."

"I'm glad you promised to see me again."

What kind of words are you taking? If I said the same thing to my female opponent, I would dont know how convenient to interpret it to me. No, with so much beauty, I'm allowed to say anything more, rather I'm glad? I'd say it's a tip-off in one shot.

"So, what can I do for you? It's just fun to talk to you, isn't it?

"I'm glad to hear that. If His Majesty's voice sounded, I wouldn't even be wacky like that."

"What did King Leonhardt say?

"But a little bit would be nice -"

Oh, my God. I'm so curious about the king's call. Falcius, who doesn't absorb my feelings and so on, just sits next to me and moves into a chatty position. As always, close. Why are you sitting so distant that your shoulders are likely to touch each other? You have more space.

"'Cause I've been looking for you and asking for you"

Falcius lifts the wavy blonde hair in more natural motion than the CM of a shampoo for women. The smell of sweet flowers tickles my nose. It's not the smell of a man, or it's not a good smell for a man to emit.

"Finally, we met"

I want people of fate to stop pointing a perfectly determined stream at what seems like a continuation. At this close range.

Already, I'm about two gripping minutes away from him. Should we just go away?

"Well, the Galahad fortress is huge. If you see Lily or Fiona, you can tell in one shot."

"Those two were quickly found. Looks like we're having dinner at the Galahad Hotel."

"Then you should have asked."

"The witch's daughter was eating a bunch of fortress meals with a very serious look on her face, and she didn't have a very vocal vibe."

Oh, guess what, it's him. Well, then I have no choice. Let's leave Fiona alone when that happens.

"More than that, I've been watching, you've worked great"

"Please don't. I'm not making a big deal out of this."

Even if Falcius hadn't stared at me, I would have gone out of sight if he'd said this.

"Excuse me, I understand you didn't mean it yet."

"That's not true... it doesn't make any difference how serious I got that the Full Tune Taurus advance couldn't be stopped."

So after all, my powers are still no big deal. The power of one is known.

"Because Your Majesty is special. One-on-one will never be the enemy. I'm not sure I can defeat two or three of them."

Is King Leonhardt still special that the windy Falcius, who has absolute confidence in his strength, honestly says this? Perhaps that giant red flash is just one of a few moves.

"I can just defeat that enchanted golem at a party, great strength. By the way, is Taurus your name? You know all about it."

Speaking of which, were we the only ones who knew this name yet?

"Thanks to Lily for getting into the cockpit and collecting information on something telepathic."

"Hmm, was I a person on board? I've heard there are many magic devices (magic items) of telepathic control in ancient relics... I see you defeated Taurus intact by tailoring the pilot"

"The next thing I know, the protection is enhanced, and he says it's impossible."

"Protect?"

"Telepathic hacking measures," he said, "but I'm not sure I know the details."

It's totally out of the question. It just feels like computer security imaginatively. It's like being in a Hollywood movie, like an awesome hacker who hacks into state secrets lightly. Toddler Lily turns the ENTERKEY as she says "Checkmate" with a kimeface! I can think of hitting him all the time.

"Ancient weapons are full of unknown things, so it's a huge gain to have some information. It's not like me to just take it down."

"You defeated Falcius, too?

"After all, you didn't see what I did."

Stop smiling a little sad and bitter. No words of comfort.

"... Could it be that both legs were slashed and fell, was it?

"Yeah, that's it, that's it!

Falcius with a smiling flower all the time. It must be my fault that I see a big round of roses and sparkling effects blooming in the back.

"I knocked out my right leg, and Ike knocked out my left leg. Todome's been taken to Yomi."

Even on the south left wing opposite where I was, there seemed to be a fierce handicap between the adventurers. I mean, Ike is talking about Prince Eisenhardt, and that guy would be the captain of the 'Gladiator'. Why are we fighting together on the front lines... is that Royal Sparda's education policy?

"Just legs would be pretty big. If I could just cut it off, I knew I had something to say."

"I thought so too, but if I could show His Majesty's depths right after that, I wouldn't be proud of you."

Each other, they don't seem better than that king.

"More than that, you're on the verge of calling, aren't you? Shouldn't we go now?"

"I'd like to talk to you more... but I can't help it if I'm rushed."

To Falcius, who stood up lightly, I go on too. I felt my body was getting a little stiff because I was sitting still in the cold.

"In the first place, what's the requirement?

"King Leonhardt has been ordered to summon the captain of the" Gladiator "and all those with" Independent Action Authority (Order Reid) "to the command room."

There was nothing Falcius had to do to imitate his commanding officer. That before Knight Sparda came to tell me, he just spoke up in good faith first.

Well, I've come all this way to look for more than a simple good will… I've put in a light exploration, should I think? But I don't have anything to hide.

"I still don't know the details, but you can imagine."

Taurus control.

The next time a full-tune taurus shows up, or according to Lily's story, there are still more than ten planes left, so they will definitely strike. One plane is too much to break down this wall.

The hole is already empty.

"Well, let's go"

"... what are those hands"

Does my figure even look like a poor beautiful girl or a miserable lady with a family? With a gentle smile, Falcius offers his right hand wrapped in white gloves.

"You'd need an escort, wouldn't you?

"I have a guide, but I don't need a hand"

Jito eyes, my eyes wouldn't be adorable, but I glanced at them like that. Although the eye strength of the average person fleeing barefoot also feels like wind on the willow for Falcius.

"Heh, I know. Just kidding, I'll show you around. Come on, come on."

I was still somewhere frigid, but I had nothing better to offer than to get to the back of a gruesome gladiator.

"Wow, sounds like something's going on"

Simon's first voice when he arrived at Fortress Galahad was such a twinkle. An adventurer who says something to the hasty Spartan soldiers. Against the backdrop of a fortress large enough to double the soaring Great Wall and the ancient castle of Ischia, the square lined with shops, stables and tents looked noisier than a blizzard of blizzards.

"Hmm, apparently they made a hole in the wall. Did King Leonhardt insult you, or was the power of the Crusaders more than assumed"

A voice as cold and sharp as wind and snow emanates from directly behind Simon. It is Sophie, the mysterious woman adventurer who covered her face with a magical vale.

Her freezing blue eyes captured two large holes holes in the Great Wall of Galahad, even in the midst of a blizzard that largely blocked her sight. At the same time, it is immediately apparent that the Spartan knight is moving towards its restoration. If you look around a little more carefully, you'll notice that the stone is being carried through the hole.

A huge stone that can finally be carried in a large freight carriage with two or four large horses to pull. A quality stone with the hardness that the Great Wall of Galahad deserves, not just stone, while also increasing its size. It was stockpiled for repair, but no one would have thought the time would really come to use this.

"A hole in the wall... what the hell"

"It's okay, I'll protect you no matter what"

Brown arms softly embrace Simon's gaze from behind. At the same time, I unwittingly stiffen myself to two soft sensations that hit my back: big, no, too big.

Simon is now equipped with a thick fur coat that deserves to be challenged to climb the Galahad in the middle of winter, but still feels it.

Unexpectedly, Sophie's body, underneath a thin silk robe, wrapped up in an example radical dancer costume, follows behind her brain. I also react to people I don't like, sad, man sex.

"Oh, uh, keep your hands off the reins,"

The only thing that came out with a slightly upward voice was that dialogue.

Simon and Sophie are on horseback now. Friendly two cross is not just a horse, but a unicorn with beautiful pure white fur.

But I doubt that Sophie's beloved horse, with a muscular physique that is as successful as a bull, is truly a unicorn, to the extent that it doubles a normal horse. To make it the biggest feature of the unicorn species, a single horn called a work of art is as thin and blue and beautiful as a crystal, but this is too thick, long and viciously twisted to even feel somewhere disastrous.

"Heh heh, that's okay too. She's a good girl."

Such a look was a monster horse like a unicorn, but a good one, drawing well on the Lord's intentions. A surprisingly quiet walk and progressing without shaking his horse body, he directly denies Simon's opinion that it would be dangerous to let go of his reins.

In the first place, it is a tremendous degree of discipline at a time when we are allowing men to be on our backs. Or maybe Simon just isn't recognized as a male though.

"Enough, I'm coming down!

"Oh, hey -"

Simon rolls off the back of his horse, taking off Sophie's embrace so he can run half way. It seemed much higher than I thought, and I made a small scream - as soon as I did, I decided to land my torso on the snow that quickly fell due to the blizzard.

"You don't have to be in such a hurry. Then what? The mountains of Galahad are in the middle of the White Dragon's Nest. Neither this one nor the enemy can move for three days."

Sophie taps the horse's belly gently with her legs as she talks. With all due respect, the unicorn quickly stretched its nose out to the snow-capped Simon.

"I mean, three more days with you in a slow inn, a wacko called Oyasumi."

It was quicker for the unicorn to bite that collar and pull it up than for Simon to pull the snow apart like he was swimming. Once again, a small scream leaks out of Simon's mouth.

"If it's this crowded place, it'll be just one room if you can get a room. It's like a small room with only a bed. It's cramped, but let's be patient."

"I don't have time to relax! I have to rendezvous with your brother soon! Or just me first already, so please let me go, thank you for taking me this far - ugh!

"Hey, don't hesitate. Because me and you are already partying. Come on, let's get closer to each other tonight under one roof."

Come on, and Sophie grins softly under the vale. This is precisely the time when the brown beast tried to bring back to its nest a prey as adorable as a child rabbit.

- Sophie, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna borrow Simon for a while.

From beyond his sight, closed white by the wind and snow, a small figure with wings appeared, wrapped in a light of light green.

"Mr. Lily!?

"Looks like you got here faster than I thought. Welcome to Fortress Galahad. Welcome."

Lily brings a smiling smile to the beauty of a young girl.

Simon is a little tearful because he is impressed by the unexpected advent of the rescue, or because he has asked for your nomination for the horrible fairy.

"For me, it can't be a snowstorm or any other factor that prevents me from walking. What better way to borrow my Simon?

"What are you saying about me, Sarah? Please don't, Mr. Sophie, it's disgusting"

"I don't mean to interrupt you, but the war isn't very fragrant. I'll lend you as many simons as I can this time, so forgive me."

"Hey, Lily, why are you using me as a trading material?"

"... there's enough holes in the Great Wall of Galahad to make things worse than I thought. I can't help it, let's hit our hands in three days."

"Thank you. I'll book you a nice night."

"Brother, help me! Mr. Lily is trying to sell me!!

"Chrono won't be here for a while, because he's in the middle of an important operational meeting. This way, we need to get ready."

Aside from Simon's free will, the story just came together.

"Um, hey Lily, I can't swallow the situation at all..."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to let you do anything dangerous. We're gonna go outside the walls for a little while."

"Yes?"

I don't know, contradictory words like that purist whore. Ask Simon the boulder as well.

However, if Lily does me every favor, Simon's answer is always only available in two choices: yes and yes.

That's how Lily, smiling with her usual evil intentions, said confidently.

"But it's okay. You'd be obsessed with that big toy."