Kuro no Maou

The moon of darkness 23rd.

Nell had already made a safe return to Avalon, but the medical condition remained the same. Even if you are not Helen, an avid Princess Nell believer, the people of Avalon can't help but care for their bodies and minds if you see Nell, who has completely lost his vitality, but who also exudes pathological beauty.

In particular, he grieved with tears of tears, like the change of not many daughters, such as his real father, King Avalon, and Myriad Julius Ellord. But even when I saw my father crying in great tears, Nell's eyes never had any human, emotional color on them.

It was roughly the seventeenth day nearly a week ago that it was such a tragic reunion.

Then, to this day, she entered a quiet sanatorium in the back of the royal palace by her father's reckoning that led to Nell.

Today, on the 23rd, however, Nell was not in a warm and soft bed, but walking alone through the vast gardens of the Royal Castle of Avalon with its interesting snowy scenery, under the illuminating winter sun.

Morning walks, etc., not. Nell has lived more motionless like a critically ill person than he has since returning to Avalon. Not once, such as going out spontaneously.

What she is here is nothing else, Father, the proceeding of King Mirialdo.

"Nell...... go meet the witch from" Fire Company ". I'm sure he'll hear your troubles and lead you to a solution."

The fact that Nell's medical condition is spiritual is all the way into my father's ear. That is why it would be advice.

King Milliardo was not foolish enough to make the thoughtful mistake of solving the problems of his daughters of his age, etc. It would be a wise decision not to be a doctor, not to be a magician, but to have chosen a witch from a very young age, close to Nell, to offer to the Pandora Temple of Avalon, the Company of Fire, as his counsellor.

In fact, despite the same faceless expression, Nell walked out to acknowledge it, so I can see the trust in her, the high expectations. Or was it due to the intention that it would be easier to follow adults without hassle?

Either way, this is how Nell came to meet the witch.

"... unchanged"

There is a Fire Company at the end of a small forest in the garden.

Seeing strange symbolic objects, like gates, but without doors, roofs or walls, Nell snapped with a slightly emotional caged voice.

The bright red vermilion columns look bright in this white snow scenery at all times. The two columns protruding from the ground, with a single column connecting over it, like only the frame of the gate, make a simple, yet somewhere mysterious image.

Nell recalls the fact that this is the gate, even as he describes it as a gate. Once upon a time, she taught me. Yes, I'm sure this is...

"- There's a bird, it says, a birdhouse. This is the gateway to the divine realm."

Nell goes straight, dives a birdhouse. Of course, it does not transform into a spectacular world of God depicted in paintings without any change in the surrounding landscape.

This birdhouse is only a religious object. There couldn't have been some sort of magical, or mystical, change, etc., because neither outside nor within the red pillar was even engraved a passage of magic ceremonies.

The stone staircase is just ahead of you when you dive. If it's not robust, it doesn't have precise shapes that have been calculated and exhausted. It is a crude stone staircase made of a combination of crude sharpened stone.

Should this be called Oyama, rather than Hill? The terrain is a step higher than the surrounding area. Elevation, etc. is not so high as to deliberately write, but still, climbing through this stone staircase makes you feel like you've come to a height somewhere isolated from the outside world.

Well, in that sense, maybe this is definitely a shrine. Nell, who climbed the stone steps in a light foothold, accidentally thought of that.

- Long time no see, Nell.

My legs are off the last stairs and I climb to the top, and at the same time, I get a voice.

The tone is like a hidden old man, but the voice is terribly young.

"... Long time no see, Master Bell"

It was an unexpected welcome, but Nell is not particularly surprised. Speaking of which, I think she always waited here, even if she hadn't told me this one was going.

And at the end of Nell's gaze, there was the same witch who asked to greet him a year before he went to study at Sparda, and who was sitting in the same shape as when he first met him when he was still a young child.

"Hmm, looks like we're getting a little older again. My back, my magic, my boobs are pretty good... but people grow up fast."

Like Kerakera and the child, but like an old man staring at his grandson, it was one young girl who made him laugh.

Glossy dark hair, brilliant bright red eyes - dark red eyes. But she is not the Ellord royalty. No, I'm not a 'man' in the first place, so I don't have anything to do with the demon king's blood muscles.

Dark hair long enough beyond the waist flows sarcastically in the breeze of winter, and crisp, feisty red eyes stare straight at Princess Avalon. Adorable, he looks like a first-degree piece of art imitating an angel and boasts a neat adorability, but at first glance he just seems like a child.

But her entangling atmosphere was as prestigious and piercing as the chief cleric who would keep the great temple of Pandora.

Now, her outfit is somewhat different and interesting from the white coat worn by the cleric.

The jacket is the same pure white, but its making is shaped like wearing left and right together like a gown. And the most characteristic is the costume, which is called the "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "She will be the only one to wear this costume of relaxation, like a fusion of trousers and long skirts, among the countless Pandora temples dotted all over the place, to serve as the 'Company of Fire'.

Pair this white jacket with a red twist and call it "witch clothes," both she and the people of the Royal Castle of Avalon. Anything, it seems, is an originally correct costume that is passed down even further back than ancient times, far from divine times.

Girl in such a witch suit. Yes, this little girlfriend is the one who, for two hundred and fifty years, was given the sacred and inviolable duty of witch in the temple of the ancient ruins of the Royal Castle of Avalon, the House of Fire.

Its name is Belclosen.

Knowing her existence, from the Avalonian royalty and a very small number of heavy ministers, she is called a "witch" with respect. And the royal children, beginning with Nell, call themselves "Master Bell" in a cage of intimacy.

"You can go into the main hall if you want to stand under such a cold sky. Hot tea and potatoes bought more than runes during this time."

"No problem. I'm not staying long."

Nell unobstructedly declines the invitation of the gloomy witch with a dark, unblemished look.

But this should also be the work of the year, Belclosen did not appear to have offended him at all, rather, he looked back at Nell with a deeper and deeper grin.

"Hmm, I can't hold on much longer."

"I'm sorry. A little, because I'm not feeling well."

"Goddamn it, is that Nell starting to lie! You were right to study in Sparta."

Phew, clearly - and I see Nell laughing high about what's funny, even if he's cut off from his ill health as a lie, yet he doesn't move, only with a frigid eye. The words of excuse, if not willing to overlap further, were not necessary.

"But it seems certain that you have the disease."

"Don't worry."

"The concubine is not worried. Well, Miriardo seems to have been heartbroken for a long time... hehe, seriously, dull. Ellord's Blood Muscle"

A slightly ill-spirited grin comes to Belclosen's face. The figure was the child himself plotting the prank.

"This concubine will see you if you don't notice the sickness."

"No, I didn't get sick"

"No, I do suffer from that. That's pretty serious, too."

"Isn't Belle making a mistake?"

"Phew, there's no mistake in diagnosing a concubine. Nell, if you're so hard to deny it, how dare I pronounce it?"

"... what is it?

That's what Nell asked after taking a sigh of sigh that seemed like a slight irritation and fright. Its whimsical atmosphere and mouthfeel are rightly two melons with my brother Nero. Exactly the same as when listening to Charlotte's unscrupulous suggestion (Wagamama).

Despite such a chilling reaction, Belclosen laughed invincibly everywhere and said so confidently.

"Love sickness, bye!

"... Huh?

"Oh sad, to be apart in battle with a man I fell in love with...... a heartbroken return, something like that"

One, two, three seconds for Nell to stare back at Belclosen's doya face.

"Uh... eh... eh eh eh eh eh!?

A barbaric scream woods the harsh realm.

The bloody blue-white face is dyed red in an instant. Instead of Zhu sushi on his cheeks, he's bright red to his ears.

The open eyes show consternation and agitation as commonplace. Earliest on those blue eyes, no cloudiness. The sparkling glow, bluer and clearer than today's blue sky, was coming back to life in Russia.

Nell was wearing a gloomy faceless mask as if he had lost his emotions, but with one word of Belclosen, he is now spectacularly bored by the flames of shame.

"Chi, chi, no!? No, it's really not!

Hands butterfly, wings butterfly. Instead of wanting to go in when there's a hole, the momentum is that the handy flying dragon will fly to the sky and run away.

How credible on earth are the words of Ka Ka and the high screaming denial? Though doubtful, Nell continues to elucidate while mundane.

"Wow, I just... to Chrono-kun, the..."

"Well, the Chrono and the thinkers. Are you that much of a man to make Nell fall in love with?

"Chrono-kun is not just a guy (human) with a cool face! Sure, it's always Rin, it's so cool, but when I laugh, it's cute... hehe, it's so sweet..."

"Wow, it's totally too late for this!

Belclosen gets bored with so much itching in front of a nell with a sloppy, swinging look that the snow in the country melts without waiting for spring. How could I let it go until it was so bad?

"Still, it's what I was when I wasn't aware of it while I fell in love so far. Hmm, is this bluntness still a blood muscle..."

I don't even hear about it anymore, but I crush that as I see Nell blushing but happily talking about how Krono is a nice man.

You're so crazy, how can you deny it's "different"?

"Well good. Nell, I'll tell you about the concubine, so you should go up to the main hall first. If we talk like this forever, we're gonna catch a cold."

"Oh, well... sorry. Now, if you'll excuse me, Master Bell."

That's how this time, Nell responded to the invitation.

"Um, I'm looking forward to hearing your love story."

"Also, already! So no, Master Bell!!

Nell's energetic voice goes beyond the snowy realm to a wooden spirit in the garden.

Avalon, even today, was at peace.