Kuro no Maou

"... magic of earthly attributes, is it?

And Fiona, who puts her little neck on and asks questions back.

Our "Element Master" is currently attacking the "Revival Catacombs" with the aim of waiting for the Riches at the bottom level, but this occasion also includes the purpose of practicing new abilities and new magic using protection.

During a break in a small room in the middle floor area, I had a chat and shook this topic at Fiona. Lily, by the way, is taking a nap with Suyasuya on my lap.

"Oh, it's a corner, and I'm trying to create black magic that uses pseudo-earth attributes"

The lightning attribute earned by defeating Throwsgill is established as a new black magic as early as possible in the form of a 'Thunder Cannon (Shockbuster)' incorporated into the 'Demon Bullet (Barrett Arts)'.

Alongside the flames, thunder is oriented to attack magic, although the attribute itself is of an aggressive nature. It is an immediate attribute, so to speak, and its uses come to mind in a variety of ways. Whether it can be achieved or not, though.

However, the earthly attributes in charge of the greedgore. The magical idea of using this didn't come to mind. At least, rocking the warhead of the demon bullet doesn't make a big difference.

With such a wack, this quest for the use of pseudo-earthly attributes has somehow fallen behind today.

"I see... speaking of earthly attributes, the most compatible would be defensive magic"

Fiona gave me the most honest answer, no jokes, no natural mess whatsoever.

The soil, among a few attributes, is a clear solid shape and has hardness as a first-place property. Nothing is more appropriate as a means of physically preventing an attack.

"Fiona's defensive magic is mostly dirt."

Yeah, it's handy.

When I first visited The Catacombs of Resurrection (Revival Catacombe), I recall Fiona sealing Minotaur's zombie movements with the intermediate defensive magic like a rock tower, The Rock Wall (Terra Woldefan).

"Why not practice defensive magic in earthly attributes first? I think it would be more user-friendly to focus on breadth than hardness."

As you can see from Fiona's battle, she's not just a guard, she's using her opponents extensively, like restraining or breaking them up.

Sure, I've always wanted a bigger shield in my previous battles, too.

"Okay, I'll try to improve the Black Shield."

When I think about it, I basically avoid enemy attacks, and the blow in times of need is mostly outrageous with a guard left to the sturdiness of the curse weapon.

This low frequency of use must be due to the fact that defensive magic hasn't been very good since the time of the manoeuvre experiment. The guys from the experimental unit (Handled Numbers) were chanting out a bigger black magic shield than me.

All right, it's a corner, so let's take this opportunity to overcome our poor sense of defensive magic.

"By the way, what other magic is the earthly attribute used in?

"Right, there's normal attack magic too. Rock chunks and spears are quite powerful, but they're heavy, so they consume a lot of magic."

The rationale seems to be that intangible attributes such as flames, lightning, wind, etc. are like no weight, so the energy required for their firing is only low cost.

"So it would be about people with a high aptitude for earthly attributes who prefer to use it. Prevent attacks with rocky walls, then smash those walls and fly them back, which is a classic combo of earthmages (earth merges). Pretty powerful, but I wouldn't bother using it."

I probably won't get a chance to use it either. If it's enough to turn a wall into a shell, it should be quicker to shoot a demon bullet, and it should consume less magic.

After all, the black magic remains intact, allowing for rapid and powerful materialization (materialization), so the soil attributes will not replace it.

"And then, uh, civil architecture... or something?

"Again, that's probably a hands-on use. It seems like a treasure when you put up a tent on the ground."

"Direct terrain manipulation is surprisingly high-tech. If there's room for a tent, I can handle it."

"When you go to a rugged rocky mountain dungeon, please. So, isn't there anything else that might be useful in the fight?

"You've seen support moves that make their scaffolding mud and quicksand. It's a plain effect."

No way, Mr. Chrono, are you going to learn? But I told you, Fiona's eyes.

"Hey, what the... I'm all about attack-specific magic and martial arts in one way or another, so I was wondering if that kind of support technique would be nice"

"Even the plain Mr. Chrono's black magic is even more plain with his earthly attributes..."

"Don't say that!

Is it alle, or is soil a perception like the attribute in charge of the weakest of the Four Heavens, even in this other world? That's all right, I'm sinister and I like it. It's not just magic to explode flashly or gleam.

"Yes, Gridgore was diving and traveling on the ground, so it would be pretty convenient if he could imitate it. It works great when you ambush."

"That's the magic that has long been studied among earthly magicians (earth merges), but not a single person has ever succeeded. It seems as difficult as the wind magician (wind merge) flies through the sky alone"

There is no such thing as the magic of flight, in which man freely dances through the universe. The aerial levitation of a person seems to be very difficult, even with magical powers.

The control of flight requires an exquisite balance, and the precision technique that sustains it, or the concentration that activates it, requires something extremely high. I remember hearing in a seminary class that if you care too much about that, now you have an output that lets you float your weight - and so on, which is difficult to achieve for various reasons.

In the end, the right to fly belongs only to a species that has acquired the ecology of flight over the former, typical of Harpi. Magic and martial arts remain as effective as they are, jumping big or walking extremely through the air. Well, that's powerful enough.

"I see, is that what it is... then let only weapons dive into the ground or something -"

"I can't believe you came up with such a plain effect, Mr. Chrono."

It's a very impossible idea for me, and the gaze that I honestly admired is rather painful.

"Ho, as a compliment, I'll take it..."

I laughed bitterly and gave it back, so I gave it my best shot.

- It's good to learn.

From the bottom of my heart, I think so.

The same goes for Black Magic for Range Defense, named "Black Earth Defensive Wall (Shield Deer Earth)," which is about the earthly attribute magic that makes this weapon lurk on the ground. Without giving in to Fiona's cruel natural remarks, I was seriously successful in my development.

That is the 'Underground Dive (see-through ground)'.

The mechanism is the same procedure as blackening. From where the tentacles touch, the ground is controlled and manipulated by pseudo-earth attributes. My demon hand (bind arts) digs into the ground like a mite.

It was not possible to make him dive to the ground solely by remotely manipulating the blackened weapon, so the tentacles themselves consequently settled into the form of taking the weapon.

And this time, since the Battle of Last Rose, I've been waxing to Lenfeldt to sneak under my feet, for some reason, by bringing up Sheep's pet-handled "bulimic starvation sword".

Its progression is a quiet one, as it changes to liquefy the soil. You can't dive as fast as a Gridgore, but still, you boast enough secrecy to get close without your opponent noticing.

- Eat it, eat it badly.

The achievement is evident in the majestic appearance of the 'Extreme Bad Food' within the walls of absolute defense protected by the 'Cathedral Connection (Sanctuary)'.

Me and the escort did a handsome knight's ride toward the dumb Lienfeld, who sipped and watched, and at that moment 'The Extreme Bad Food' stripped his fangs.

Jumping out of the ground with a dolphin-like momentum jumping the sea level, The Extreme Bad Food first pierces the belly of a beautiful unicorn (unicorn) crossed by Lynnfeld with a closed blade. A fierce fang blade is protruded in the defenseless exposed abdomen, but not even allowed to penetrate it.

The blade opens its mouth, which is the greatest feature of "extreme evil eating" when it enters the abdomen.

It can be opened and closed as wide as scissors, but not only on the inside, which is as shiny as fangs, but also on the outside, the original blade of the sword. In other words, if you open it with a stab, you can cut and tear your torso at once.

Like a ruptured unicorn belly, massive amounts of blood and intestines overflow dot. Climbing the waterfall through the fury of blood, "The Extreme Bad Food" follows to its fate on the back of the horse.

"What... lying... what, this... hurts, it..."

With a flashing look, Lynnfeld snaps.

I don't know what happened. Impossible, incredible - does that make you feel that way also because you are a user of the 'Cathedral Boundary (Sanctuary)', which boasts absolute defense? If you could always defend yourself in such a juncture, you could even walk on the battlefield with your nose crossed.

If we let this unfold, we can literally put ourselves in an isolated space from the spot. I already know that the magic of dimensional magic (World Dimension) is something like that, and I feel it with my own body.

But now at this moment, the power of its holy protection was shot down. That said, it's not that special though.

I noticed the fatal flaw of the Cathedral Boundary (Sanctuary) when I first banged the Charged Particle Cannon (Plasma Blaster). Heavy thunderstorms melted like magmas, not to mention snow falling on the ground of the soil.

The trace of the ray was worn, albeit slightly, inside the unfolding Cathedral Boundary.

Yes, that means only walls and ceilings on all sides are stretched by the 'Cathedral Boundary (Sanctuary)'. On the ground, nothing.

I don't know if that was the limit of my abilities, or if it was just the blind spot of the surgeon. But now it has become too much of a gap for me to wear.

"Oh, oh... that hurts... that hurts. Oh, no, no, no!

After a beat, I guess Rinfeld's head finally understood the status quo. A man could not help turning around, with the voice of a girl so sad, he raised a scream of agony.

"- That's it! Lynn!?"

Can you care about a woman in this situation, handsome bastard? You must be in the middle of an impending war with a Mad Warrior right now.

I send a yakuza kick to a gala-empty belly to a knight youth who exposes the unlikely gap during the battle of turning from face to face because it's so important to Rinfeld and them.

"- Gu-ha!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you"

That's how I throw up against a handsome knight who flies unnecessarily and rolls down the snow ground.

Not even a wacky word in my heart......

In fact, I haven't killed Rinfeld yet.

"Ouch! Ouch! What is it, I don't like it! Help, Sebastian!!

Rinfeld, crying and crying, no matter what, is now caught hollow and caught in the blade of 'Extreme Bad Food'. Unicorn corpses that are turned into two pieces in the belly roll, just above it. It was hard to eat from the ride, so it's half natural to dress up.

I guess the pure white coat is for combat, which hosts quite a few magical effects, but the fangs of "extreme evil eating" pierce the various protections that are added (enchanted). Her white soft skin is slightly devoured by the tip of her vicious fangs.

Lynnfeld suffers from a posture sandwiched just between the bottom of the crotch and the shoulder in a vertical letter. I think it's more painful to crash poorly with fangs eating into your body, but, well, you can do whatever you want. Even if there is severe pain, it is not a death injury.

"Whoa! Stay! Wait! Don't eat it yet!!

And the sheep are still suppressing the cursed will of the bad eater to close the agate and make it truly two.

I gave a clear order before diving a sheep in "Underground Dive (see-through ground)". Catch him alive.

So Lynn Huelt is still alive.

"Hey, if you were a magician, you'd be hearing me, too, right? Rinfeld, unlock the Cathedral Boundary (Sanctuary) now"

I literally kicked a handsome knight, so there's nothing holding me back anymore.

He walked slowly to the walls of the "Cathedral Boundary (Sanctuary)" and spoke to Rinfeld, who had softly summoned the gaggers.

"Hey, how did you get my name... and I know it to the juncture..."

Just because I'm a surgeon, I wasn't sure if I could really hear a voice within the conjuncture, but apparently, things went well for me.

This reaction, Rinfeld did hear me, and her voice reached me again. If we can't talk, we can't negotiate or anything. The first condition for survival from here is clear.

"I told you to disarm it. Just do it."

"Ugh, guh... this, demon... you don't have the nerve to do that, do you..."

Rebellion tickled at my purposefully high-pressure narrative, and Rinfeld replied with a glance at her temperament.

Hmm, do you want to rock a little more here? It's not the right time to rush. Because his life is already on my palm.

"Even if I risk my life, will I not obey the words of the devil... ugh, the boulder is the Sister of the Crucifixion, what a noble heart. Fine, then I'll kill you and break the line. As you wish, martyr me as I taste the pain of hell."

"Ma, wait! Wait a minute! Okay, solve it! I'll solve it. Wait a minute! Wish!

Reinfeldt, who turns a light opinion to my otherwise playful villain dialogue, is apparently not as devout a believer as he is prepared to die for God.

Saved by its mediocrity. Me too, you too. Second condition to survival, clear.

If it seemed like you refused to make any demands here, I would have really killed you. Fiona, I know that information will unbind you as long as you kill it. I have no hesitation because I can fulfill my minimum purpose.

So it was more likely that Rinfeld would die on this occasion. I had made the choice to kill her lightly, even if it haunted me too long.

I didn't know things carried so well, as if the goddess of victory was smiling at me. Well, if Mia's smiling and supporting Nico, I certainly don't feel bad about it.

"- Yes! I got it! That's it, that's it!!

The walls that separated the dimensions that were in front of them had vanished like illusions. Reach out and cut the sky as normal. The wall of transparency no longer exists anywhere.

"All right, fine -"

Turning around, I could also confirm the countless white figures falling head-on from the walls of Fortress Galahad.

At this moment, the huge Cathedral Crossing (Sanctuary), which covered the walls, also vanished. Therefore, the transparent staircase built to cross the wall also disappears.

The crusader soldiers who were attacking with furious momentum to get into the walls are all friendly and upside down on the ground ochi. Once again, Galahad's Wall regained its rightful defense.

Of course, I told Mr. Sophie to stay down to the castle corridor with the guard combination. From what I've seen, thanks to her unmatched ice magic, everyone seems safe. A huge wall of ice prevented the crusaders from pushing over.

Occasionally, the red line is blinking, I guess Simon is letting go of his machine gun. Whatever the target of the shooting, it's been a good experience in action.

Come on, all you have to do is go home.

"- Listen! Soldiers of the Crusades! This woman is a hostage, if he spares his life, drop your weapon and back off!!

Yes, the only way I can get through this is through this hostage operation.

If you kill Rinfeld, the operator, you can break the 'Cathedral Connection (Sanctuary)', which is the minimum purpose. But then it doesn't last.

Perhaps this Sister is special in the Crusades. He is a user of the original magic (original) that is so special and powerful, at the same time his appearance is much more neat than that. It's not weird being treated like an idol. Even if not, it is obvious from this treatment that he has a comparable high status as a general of an army.

If the enemy who took such a person was in front of him, it would be more obvious than to see fire that the remaining soldiers would attack him madly, albeit in death.

I've stormed this far, thinking only of moving forward anyway. I don't think about securing the exit path, which is fundamental in exploring the adventurer's dungeon. Whether you want to do it or in the middle of an enemy formation, you can't possibly do it.

No matter how much I am, I can't get my hands on it all at once in this place. Even if you can get in this far, you can't deal with everyone.

Well, right behind you are Deputy Ellywood, who helped him around the corner, and Rudra and Gardan. I'm protecting it in the Zombie Corps now, but that won't last long either.

This is all I could think of for me and the three of us, all of us, to get rid of this dead place.

Take Lienfeld hostage, create a situation the Crusaders can't handle, and try to leave. Such a roughly humanitarian operation.

But once I decide to do it, I'll get through it. I'll be back alive.

"Well, let's say you become a real demon - go back, Sheep"

Sheep respond so that it sounds if you hit it.

The black chain demon hand (bind arts), which was buried in the ground, bursts apart, breaking ground and snow, and is pulled back into momentum with a jarring roar.

Rinfeld, who was bitten by "The Bad Food," immediately came to me.

"- Hih!? Hey, don't... don't touch me..."

Engage your left arm into the thin neck of the winfeld and hold it forcefully from the back. It is such an outfit that often despicable bank robbers take female clerks hostage.

Looking close, I think again. I thought he was Japanese.

But at this point, I don't care if Rinfeld is the same person as me, or if he's a different reincarnator. It's not a situational situation I can stand, and I can't afford it.

Already I have murdered a boy and a girl who is undoubtedly the same Japanese. I don't intend to treat you differently now. The enemy is the enemy. To the extent that I can break it off, I'm used to fighting for my life.

"Sorry, I may smell a little bloody, but be patient with me"

In the meantime, "The Extreme Bad Food", which gets in the way as we move into our current position, just pulled in. I roared to show the difficulty of releasing its fanged prey once, but somehow sank it into the shadow space (shadowgate).

The weapon to threaten him is a baton touch to the 'neck break' in his right hand. Stick a huge, thick black body to its bright white neck.

If closely followed, it will not be divided in the 'Cathedral Community (Sanctuary)'.

The inability to activate and use this junction in a way that pinches the body or object is definitely due to the fact that we let the walls unfold as they are enclosed. If such a spatially disconnectable usage were possible, it would be because we would have smashed the Great Wall from the beginning.

If you open up the distance at all, Rinfeld can defend himself in an invincible junction, but this zero distance alone can't help it.

I don't think I can take my restraints off with a girl's arm, but sometimes just in case. For once, tie it up tight, sheep.

"Ha-ha-ha. I'll take care of it, sir! Take a look at Sheep Flow Tightening Techniques that bind both body and mind!

Answer the frigid genre with hope and confidence, because the brunette maid who was the source of the curse was good at the art of restraining the opponent? In the meantime, with sheep jerking off, he entwines his tentacles vigorously into Lienfeld's luxurious body.

"No! Stop!

Life-threatening, disgusting and physically painful, you'll be feeling them at the same time, Lynnfeld screams at all this hostage role model.

Sheep tie her up behind her back with chains, and from there it's like a turtle armor tie that bines her whole body even more - I mean, here, you're not really turtle armor tied. Beautifully tied up with distinctive symmetry.

Well, if you're in proper custody, that's fine.

"Damn! Let go of Lynn!!

A handsome knight I kicked in gets up to be played when I hear her scream. I just kicked him lightly, and he still doesn't seem to have a lot of damage in it. The power to fight him will still be there, but in the present situation, it is futile.

"I told you not to move. Take a step from there..."

All right, Sheep, tighten up a little here.

"Ahhh! Ahh!!

Due to the exquisite tightness, Rinfeld screams in a bitter, then colorful, soothing woman's voice.

The look that the young man of the knight brings to mind is the feeling of a heartfelt guide to the Sister of Reishi and the colour of his passion, regretting his helplessness, which prevents him from protecting her from pain. And in the next moment, send a hateful look at me, the culprit of the tragedy.

Oh, scary scary scary. It's like pointing your beloved girlfriend at a thug who cages his hands.

"Huh, is this woman that important? Then behave badly."

Like the villains in the numerous video works I still saw as a peaceful student, I laugh enormously badly. Even I suck. If I sprinkle the gaze of ridicule all around me while tormenting the girl, this is the completion of an extremely evil man like no other in heaven.

"Knock... Lynn..."

"You Alsace devil, how despicable!

"Oh, my God... I can't help it with this..."

"Hugh! Your husband is cool!!

Headed by the young knight, the crusaders of the Heavy Knight and the Magician also utter hatred for me and words that guide Lienfeldt. How confusing, I heard some weird voices... well fine. Anyway, now there's another big twist winding up in the Crusades that's different from the battle.

Okay, that's good. If you ever make me hesitate to do this, I can't jump on momentum anymore.

"Make way! If you don't want his beautiful face carved with a blade of curse, just do it."

"Hih, it hurts!?

Rather than the bright white of Lynnfeld, the bloody and blue cheeks are only slightly smothered by the belly of the twilight. Only about three centimeters of cuts, but enough to shed a clear strand of blood on his white cheek.

"Ugh, oh... stop... or your face... stop..."

"Don't you like your face that much? Well, good for you, my good listening buddy made way for me. Look, walk on your own feet. Just take your time, okay?

Gently in my ear, I whisper as if I were going to tell Lily a secret story. Even for me, I don't want to rip a woman's face to pieces. I'd like to refrain from any more drastic performances, if possible.

The Crusaders are slow, but they do start to move. A white wave of people sweeps and the narrow path opens up a bit. That's my way back to Fortress Galahad.

The third condition is clear. And then watch out for surprises, but if we make a steady retreat, we're done.

"Whoa, whoa! God!"

"Give that devil the judgment of heaven!!

Negative cheers filled with anger and mourning, I walk with shivering Lynnfeld. It feels like the opposite was true of the parade when it triumphed over Sparda over Ischia's ancient castle.

But overflowing in this chest is the same sense of accomplishment that it was then.

"Lynn, wait! Make sure I get you out!!

"Sebastian... Sebastian! I'm waiting, me, trust me, because I'm waiting!

When I started retreating on a slow back walk, Rinfeld and the handsome knight took the liberty of beginning to make a tragic farewell.

Honestly, I haven't given any thought to what I'm going to do with him after this either... at least it won't mean I'll be responsible for detaining him the whole time. Whether Lienfeld will be executed or taken prisoner, it is Sparda's military law and King Leonhardt's three inches on the chest.

Either way, it's impossible for him to return to the Crusades, so as far as I'm concerned, anything is fine if he can go home now. Until you two feel better, do it.

As such, I felt a little chilled and headed back to the Great Wall.