Kuro no Maou

Retrospectively four days ago, on the 20th of the Dark Moon. It is about the day the second Crusader attack took place.

"Ha, I knew it, I had no idea..."

and Simon had a worrying sigh on her appearance, such as a beautiful girl of dim fortune.

I have temporarily evacuated Taurus this day thanks to the crusaders attacking me, but I'm not sure what it is. Chrono was pinching, and I'm not sure about this either, and it was ending in a miraculous reversal victory, and as for Simon, today's battle flow is not drinking up. Well, I'm not even willing to understand in detail if I won for now.

What plagues Simon today more than that is "Taurus," a giant weapon that has resurrected more than ancient times and is also a heavy machine.

As Lily read, Simon was completely obsessed with twisting around Colle's system. Does this mean you forget to sleep? I've been focusing on research all night, but I've been so enthusiastic since the first time I took a gun.

In Simon's research life, I thought it was my second turning point, even though I was only seventeen years old, from the bottom of my heart.

"If you don't understand the meaning of the word a little more, it's impossible to decipher anything at all..."

However, the key research content, originally, and Lily's request, Taurus' progress in restoring the system, is not fragrant. In the first place, the meaning of the ancient characters that appear on the screen is as unclear. I can't possibly decipher the text or anything.

In fact, if these three gather together, Lily, who is born with the blessing of a powerful fairy queen, and Simon, who is the head of a smashing in seminary if only for academic achievement, then Sophie, whose background is mysterious but who would be quite a veteran adventurer, the ancient letters being deciphered in modern times are almost covered. Professors specializing in ancient letters at the Royal Sparda Seminary are also surprised at the rate of decipherment. At least it's an intelligent threesome fluent in ancient languages enough to translate all the texts of "The Beginning of History (Zero Chronicle)" in Sparda into modern languages.

Apparently, however, the ancient characters used in Taurus' system are languages constructed with logic separate from traditional ancient languages. About half, the same ancient characters are used, but the other half is completely unknown. No, it's not a letter in the first place, it could be a symbol, it could be a number. may also be 'something' with the implications of a completely different concept.

The work would not have been so difficult to navigate if it had been continued in ancient language texts universally found in ancient sites. Anyway, the fact that this mysterious ancient second language is indecipherable was the biggest problem in the current situation.

"Huh... what am I going to do..."

With a huge sigh of sigh, Simon stuck to the table, in addition to staying up all night, just saying that all of a sudden the fatigue caused by the battle from the middle of the battlefield to his survival snuck up here at once.

Beneath Simon's face is a bunch of notebook writing that extends to about three journals. A few overlapping pieces on top scatter, but I don't have the energy to pick them up.

Finally, the dish I ordered didn't last about half as long and is now completely cold out. Of course, I didn't even feel like eating this.

"- Whoa!? Whoa, I'm sorry, lady."

A gleaming liquid came down on Simon's gray head and a note on the table. Wear as much water as it hit the rain for only three seconds.

I don't even care about Simon right now. Just drunk.

Yes, this was the largest restaurant in the Galahad Fortress, the Galahad Hotel.

Tomorrow, we plan to return to Taurus again to challenge the unseen recovery work ahead. Conversely, it also means that we will remain within the fortress today.

It's been a long time since I've been out of a narrow cockpit, which is Sophie's concern to even have a mattomo meal.

But there is no such thing as Sophie herself here right now because she went back to her room one foot away. To be exact, Simon returned it.

I'll be back at twelve o'clock. Until then, I want you to be alone.

If you two were in the inn room, I don't know what she'd say and give you a little bit. Even as Simon, it was even a question as to why she was so tangled up in herself. I like it, so I don't think it's a good idea.

Simon is going to know how much his masculine charm is. He said he was located opposite the pole of a strong and successful ideal Sparda boy.

Although I don't seem to understand that not all women in the world fall in love only with masculine charm. It is not just men and women, but each person to learn where to be attracted.

Anyway, as Simon, I find it very distracting to continue playing Sophie's opponent who doesn't know the intent, but if he does, it won't change what's involved. However, being trapped in the loop of thought as it is was also the same in the sense of wasting time.

"No, let's not rest today..."

Without gaining any beneficial flashes, Simon took his seat as he shook his tired head - that's when.

"Oh? What is it, an electronic language (script)?"

From the top of my head, such a voice came down.

Drunk bullshit again? Think so, it's not.

Ahead of looking up was the face of an iron golem, with a strangely dull body. Much like Taurus, the red eye is directed straight to a notebook scattered on the table.

"Taurus' manoeuvre control program is being initialized, if you want to do a reset - because, come on, baby, it's him! Ha!

Yes, this golem read out the ancient text written by Simon.

"... hey, maybe, here, you can read it?

Simon appropriately grabs the note paper at hand and asks in such a way as to be afraid. I'm shaking, I'm not turning down the steel giant in front of me. That's samurai tremor, so to speak.

"Oh? What are you, an elf kid, licking this Gardan-like!? I guess anyone with a golem like this can read it!!

Thus Simon met a translator named Gardan.

An electronic language (script) is, apparently, the native language of the Golem, like.

All the golems are born to think on an electronic language (script) basis, and when they interact in a common language used in both the Pandora and Ark continents, they say that they are translated and understood into this once in the brain.

Magic and martial arts are also mastered for the first time by combining a kind of technique in an electronic language (script) on their own. Apparently, the methods of mastery and activation are subtly different if the race is different with the same moves.

Apart from the species Golem, no other popularity whatsoever, in the first place, normal reading and writing uses an example cross-world alpha bed for a common language. Even in peer-to-peer exchanges, electronic languages (scripts) are not deliberately written in sentences.

However, it is unclear whether the Golem, a monster emerging in the wild, understands this by fulfilling it. The golem as a person and the golem as a monster, so that humans and monkeys cannot talk, also because they cannot communicate with each other.

Anyway, this language exists only in the head of the Golem.

Taurus' system is said to be represented by such a one-race, ultra-dominant language. Yes, getting a translator named Gardan brought Simon to a successful reboot of Taurus at once.

"-But even Lily did her best!

And after hearing Lily's explanation of Taurus' move and a whispering effort appeal, we finally got to the point. I see there has been an unexpected encounter and discovery that I do not know. I didn't know Gardan, who I helped, was going to be active in this way.

Still, this electronic language (script) and I think it sounds like a programming language, because I am a modern Japanese where I am something and an advanced information society.

It is unlikely that Taurus's system and Golem's brain language coincide. Electronic language (script) undoubtedly exists in ancient times, and you would be sure to assume that it is now handed down only to the Golem species.

When that happens, the golem that lives in the modern era did not occur naturally like a monster, but perhaps something like a self-contained golem built in antiquity is ancestral. Well, I don't even know how the Golem is giving birth to children in the first place. I mean, are you there, kid?

Anyway, deepening the reflection on the roots of the Golem and its ecology is interesting but not what we should do now.

Yes, what matters is the fact that a full-tuned Taurus aircraft joined the war as an ally. Its appearance as it stands with a thundering booster in momentum is unreliable as an ally.

"Let's take him down from the enemy Taurus first!

"Alright! Leave it to me, Simon!

Taurus, an ally who turns gently to his body for an enemy aircraft that keeps hitting the walls with his eyes and nose.

A tall voice like Simon's girl and a wild, fat voice from Gardan clearly reach my ear. Seems like it's been cracking it down for a long time... but what a combination of genius brainiac Simon and literal power idiot Gardan seems to be completely opposite, but is this the reverse pattern because it's the true opposite personality?

For now, as we can see from the exchange, the main pilot is Gardan, and Simon seems to be turning to support. Something like an impromptu sit-down ceremony.

Well, it's unclear exactly what kind of maneuvering method you're taking. I don't think it's a mad way to take out the nucleus (core) of the golem and connect it directly.

Nevertheless, is it the inadequacy of the setting that the conversation between the two people being exchanged in the cockpit can be heard all the way outside?

"The comms are open channels."

You guessed my doubts, Lily tells me softly.

"Can't you change it?

"I can, but we're both, because we're already obsessed"

A man is a fool, Ugh, a lily with such a bitter smile on his face.

"Full booster! Go, yeah, yeah, yeah!!

"Whoa, whoa! I'm gonna smash you. Ahhhhhhh!!

Along with the two tense MAX shouts, the Gardan aircraft is rapidly going off. With its blue and white glow and the snow smoke that can wind up in momentum, it suddenly strikes the enemy Taurus.

Of course, the crusaders at their feet are softly kicked in by steel giants thrusting at full speed. I won't be trampled because I'm not a running wack, but I won't eat the aftermath of that big body flying propulsion by Moro and be safe.

After a few hundred meters or so of booster manoeuvres that should rightly be called ravages, a Gardan aircraft with a straight right arm up finally hits against the enemy aircraft.

Gunn, the noise of a super-weight steel mass colliding with it highs the wooden spirit.

The enemy Taurus' body leans heavily by a straight punch bursting from side to side in an unintentional manner. Were things like boulders that didn't fall in as they were and quickly stepped on using the subthrusters?

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa!

But in front of the Gardan aircraft, which sets up a furious pursuit, it will also end up being a futile resistance. If it is a naive punch of force without shards of technology, alternating between the two arms, but also with the power of Taurus, it will only turn it into an amazing hammer.

By the time the enemy plane had fallen to the ground, the body was dented in the veco like a full swing of a drum can with a metal bad.

"Keep it up, Todome! Arm booster activated!

"Fuck you! Special, Super Gardan Knuckle Ugh!!

Armor opens from his elbow and wrist, his right arm shaken high in heaven, and a blue and white phosphorescent light emits on Russia. Is there a sub-thruster on board there as well?

I don't even know what the hell you're going to use it for, but at least at this point in time, it's definitely helped me get some awesome blow power that's going to end the stubborn taurus.

The fist of steel became a blue meteor, hitting the center with a cockpit, the chest of the enemy Tausul, who fell on his back.

Super Gardan knuckles and they did, shoot and smash every pilot in the chest.

"Oh, I did it!

Unexpectedly, I'm not the only one who made such a shout of joy.

Even from above the walls, the situation will not be well understood, but the de cheers still wind up that the most troublesome and powerful enemies on this occasion have been razed and destroyed.

Alternatively, there may be reasons why the very battle between giant robots called Taurus has to be excited as men. At least, I'm a little impressed.

"Okay, now we have two more planes!

"Shh! Let's go gangster!!

A Gardan machine that gills a bright red monocular eye (monocular eye) to target the next prey.

However, two surviving planes had also interrupted the attack on the walls of the castle and turned to the Gardan aircraft in a situation where their allies were defeated by the same Taurus on the boulder. It was clear from their appearance that there was not a single name from both, but that they wanted a frontal confrontation.

"Two-on-one... but I'll tell you that I have the best control over Taurus!

"Superior! I'm gonna smash you all together. Yeah yeah!!

That's how the duel between the giant robots began against the backdrop of the half-destructed Great Wall of Galahad - then.

"Open the door! Now is the time to win, strike out more than this!!

Even in the spectacular roar and discord played by the three tauruses, yes, I could clearly hear voices. If you're a Spartan, no one can mishear you.

King Leonhardt's assault order came down.