Kuro no Maou

"I'm sorry, Dorothy, but you're acting differently."

Eye turned his back on Dorothy in a massive crowd where the life of the entire army retreat spread and the Crusaders began to move correctly in white fury.

"What... um, why... can I ask you something, please?

Dorothy, who had been close to Ai for some reason and not least, asks her a nasty question with a look that revealed loneliness rather than surprised her sudden breakup.

"Senior Saliel's out there. Then Atashi needs to go, too. I owe him a lot."

Haha, with a weather smile as powerful as usual, Eye reached for a long blonde hair clasp on the left and right of his head.

"- Unseal (Unlock)"

The moment the hair clasp plays and her blonde hair is released, an aura of silver flashes onto her.

That was earlier, emitting exactly the same brilliance as the silver meteor that fell in the middle of the battlefield.

"Oh, that, lying... but maybe Mr. Eye..."

"Well, after that, I'll just leave it to the stream and go down the mountain. Bye, Dorothy. Tell Judas' grandfather."

That was all that was left to say, Ai went against the flow of soldiers who hit an avalanche and retreated back to his own formation, rushing out to the battlefield.

"Yeah, no, it's demonic - fly away, Tsumiki!

Just as the crazy owner of his head in Neuroze would throw the kitten all he could, Eye threw the toddler of Griffon, removed from his nostrils, into the thoughtless universe. Griffon's children, whose wings have not yet grown up enough to winge the great sky, just crash straight down, even if they are released into the sky - but the newly named Eye Usager Demon (Servant) instead of the previous synthetic beast (Kimyra) already had full capacity as a winged beast (Griffon).

A giant griffon appears, with a white flash flashing over the head of the eye or, at the next moment, catching the Lord's clothes with a large beak.

Strongly spreading both wings of the eagle, Tsumiki traces the flow of crusader soldiers who turn it into a white great river as it is in low altitude flight.

"There it is!

One point that the eye hung from the beak points to. It was a giant Red Lotus tornado, standing on a bland snowfield.

Fly out of formation and the height that everyone will see once you get out to this battlefield. Eye had sensibly sensed that Sariel was in that scorching vortex.

"Okay, let me down - and I'll try to throw it in like that!?

I rushed to stop the tsumiki I tried to throw directly over the flame tornado and Eye managed to safely descend this way, right next to it.

Tsumiki stays stuck. Tumiki, even bigger than the regular Griffon, boasts first-class combat capabilities as a Demon of Use (Servant). But it is an unnecessary force of war for the Apostle. As a foot on the way home, just keep him waiting until we call him back.

That is how the eye descended to the battlefield alone, but no one is immediately slashed against her.

Adventurers, a legion of mercenaries from the Spartan army, make up the majority of those around them, but the Crusaders' elite troops, who regained their will by the advent of Saliel, were also beginning to fight back hard to play the role of lord.

The front line where the two collide becomes just the line where this flame tornado is occurring. However, the surrounding area of about 100 meters, where the scorching vortex swells, does not bring people closer to nature by too high a fever. Even on the battlefield washing blood with blood, only this was turned into a strange blank zone.

Most importantly, this degree of high fever cannot be a factor inhibiting behavior from the eyes of today, which are exercising their full power as apostles. What was scary was not the heat, but rather the signs of the intense black magic carried by this vortex.

"Wow, it's the realm of evil gods after all... how did you learn that?"

Unexpectedly, sweat flows down from the forehead of the eye to the various evil signs that attribute the holy power of the white God to nothing.

Eye knows exactly what Sariel is capable of. So much so that if it were a duel way to cut the front and fight Matomo, you wouldn't have a chance to beat yourself.

Even such a sariel would be in danger if he could suppress his power as an apostle. No, fighting in places that inhibit the power of protection for the Apostle, even if it is not Sariel, is the most reprehensible pattern.

The protection of the White God is only within the realm of the Crucifixion that he exercises the highest power. That constraint, regardless of the white god, generally remains the same no matter which cult, pagan.

That is why we can never take the tactic of suddenly sending an apostle who exercises immense power alone into the middle of an enemy country to rave. The stronger the non-crucifixion faith is, the weaker the Apostolic Power on the spot.

The worst of these is when we set foot in a special realm where the power of pagan God extends directly. Even if there was a place called the Holy Land of the cult, if it existed at least in the earthly world, at the very least, the White God's protection would be expressed. No apostle tried, but Eye expected that perhaps the power would be about halved.

But the story takes its place if it becomes another God's world, not a man's. The more it draws a line from the earth, the more the power of the white God ceases at once.

For better or worse, ground is a neutral zone. But if the world and dimension of God shift, the dominant area of space will be clearly established.

Thus, dimensional magic of a kind (World Dimension), which obscures the boundaries between the world of man and the world of God, both dimensions, and reproduces the world of God in a pseudo manner, can be called the most effective way of weakening against the Apostle.

Most importantly, its existence is only a theoretical guess of magic, and it is not the first thing you see in real life.

But that's exactly what was unfolding right now, right in front of Eye.

"I see, is the sorcerer that witch? I've always been a beauty."

The burning flame walls are red and monochromatic, but the blue and white eyes of the eye look beyond. In my eyes is the blue-haired witch I saw in the street one day.

Crystal horns grow in her long hair and are quite different in fun, but as soon as she is the witch of that time, Fiona, Eye remembers.

"I fightin 'inside... I knew it, Krono-kun"

Eye remembers the presence of an adventurer party called The Element Master. I was seen verses that were killing all my fellow adventurers and resented myself and Mass, rather than the very existence of the Apostle.

"Speaking of which, Senior Sariel also cared about Chrono-kun... I see, the one who caused it"

Originally, Eye wants to respect such a fateful causality, but the existence of a junction with the worst effect for this apostle did not allow it.

"But I'm sorry, Senior Saliel, but I'll let the boulder help me with all this."

From his usual hella look, Eye squeezed his face tight with chilliness. The bow you carried is the same borough. Even when I once duelled with Krono and the Eighth Apostles by revealing their identities, I used an ombolo bow and arrow similar to this, but now I just threw it out of the way.

"Armed Scripture, Liberation -"

A golden light drawn in Russia at the tip of his left hand, razored in heaven. A large circular magic formation exceeding two metres in diameter is the gate of the Apostolic-only spatial magic (Dimension) 'Sacred Cabinet (Arc)'.

"-" Star Spirit God Bow (Sagittarius) ""

That would have looked more like an angel statue than a bow.

Long flowing hair, beautifully curved limbs wrapped around windy coats. In front of the big chest, the pose of gripping the cross and praying, and the wings spread wide from the back, make me think of the archangel at the top of the angels serving the white god.

A white archangel statue that emits a more dazzling glow than holy silver (Mithril), but the tip of both wings that stick out long above the top and the hem of the coat of law that extends beyond the toe, the silky string that extends from its three points, is nothing more than a string to keep an eye on the arrow. If you look at this archangel statue as a whole, you will see that it paints a stunning arc with a female body along the arcuate and stretched feathers.

The three strings rendezvous at just the height around the feather, where they become a knocking point, but strangely, the holes for passing the arrows mentioned are not in the body of an angel.

But if you actually see Eye pull this holy bow, you'll understand right away. that this is more of a magic wand dedicated to the exercise of white magic than a bow.

"Judgment Arrow (Judgment Arch)"

A dazzling white light converges on Russia as the eye pulls the string of the "Star Spirit God Bow (Sagittarius)". The point of emission is the cross held by the archangel.

The arrow of light thus observed emerges dressed just like piercing an archangel statue from his back.

With the white glow, the divinely disastrous arrow, whose space appears distorted as it wraps a vortex, is the same as the one that once enshrined Lily and Chrono at the same time - no, now it is a serious shot, consisting only of the revealing 'sacred element (aitail)' of the power of protection that the eye has, not just added (enchanted) to the 'Light Arrow (Lux Sagitta)'.

"If it wasn't for this, this flame wouldn't be coming out."

In the heart of the tornado, Fiona looks defenseless, nestled to sleep with her eyelids closed. But what is unfolding here is dimensional magic (World Dimension). It is a junction that isolates space.

Even Rinfeld's Cathedral Boundary (Sanctuary), which is still immature, boasts the strength with which the Spartan army could not scratch one. There will be no one who can break this Red Lotus junction, boasting a degree of completeness beyond array at first sight alone. At least not to humans.

But the Apostle can unleash a divine blow that pierces even the separated spaces.

"I'm sorry to hear that, that's it -"

On the brink, the tip of the glowing beam turned to the Russians or the heavens. And let it go straight into the void. The tall firing sound of Lynn sounded more like a harp than a bow.

The unleashed arrow does not even strike a giant flame tornado that rises, on the contrary, Fiona, disappearing to the other side of the sky. I mean, I took it off. Even this runaway archer wouldn't take his aim off. Even at close range, he came off.

No, they took it off.

- Don't imitate me, little girl.

Eye heard the man's voice when he finished his evasive action rolling sideways without even shaking his side, and was rising again.

At that moment, a red flash passed where she stood with her bow pulled to the brink, deciding the ground of the snow deep. However, Eye does not have a glimpse into such a trail of destruction, but only sees the figure of the one who unleashed this attack.

The man stood there in dignity, without escaping the blue eyes of the eye.

"Phew, Mr. Ozzie's the sword king"

"Whatever. I am Leonhardt Tristan Sparda, the fifty-second king of Sparda."

Naturally, the king of Sparda gives his own name. But Eye has never met a man who was once a king on the battlefield. In the first place, it is impossible in itself for such a great man to be standing in the middle of a battlefield.

But that's only the story of the Sinclair Republic, pulled, on the Ark continent.

This is the Pandora continent ruled by the Demons. Sometimes kings will come up to the battlefield, as they did in the Warring States a thousand years ago.

"Ask, are you an apostle?"

The red-haired king, pointing the crimson sword straight at him, asked the question, perhaps the answer would have been known by now.

"Phew, how, I'm the one. - Uh, I don't know what generation, but with the Eighth Apostle's eye."

The answer was no more a joke than it once was when I named Chrono, but there is not as much room for the smile that the eye now brings to mind as it looks. She's already noticed. That this King Spartan named Leonhardt is not a very handsome opponent to fight against.

"A crucifix god does harsh things to give protection that doesn't fit his height"

"Well, my God, because there's not much mercy. Look, Pandora, I haven't been helpless enough to conquer you, have I?

But Eye goes on with the words.

"I still thank God for this, Atashi. This way, you'll be touring with someone as powerful as Oji!

Eye once again erected the Star Spirit God Bow (Sagittarius), spraying the aura of white magic in color with the regal warfare.

"If you're with Ozzie, you're going to have a fun duel. Come on, go -"

But this time, no arrow of light was even released from the bow of God. Eye's body blew straight to the side. at such a rate that the remnants can be seen.

d The whites that spray up all the time are not auras, but the snow smoke that winds up as her body slips and goes to sharpen the snowfields. As if a small avalanche had happened, we could get in.

"Because the heavy ministers have been telling me not to fight lightly for decades. Unfortunately, you can't take it."

Leonhardt's golden eyes suddenly dropped him off as a bugged-off eye before turning his gaze toward another intruder.

"Emelia, I'm on my way. I feel unusual signs, and it depends on my return."

"Um, assistant knife, thank you"

To where Eye stood until just before, it was one dragon man (Dragonian) who appeared to take his place - no, it is General Emelia Friedrich Baldier who is expressing the protection of the 'Pluto Dragon Geo Elizabeth'.

It was nothing more than a giant spear axe (Halvard) in her hands that allowed Eye's little body to be swept away without any mercy or mercy. The large and sharp blade, more than double the normal one, was as tangled as a myriad of snakes with bees and purple electricity that could play.

I can't afford to take an unintended hit from behind with something like this. Even if the heavy knight stood on his shield directly in front of him, there is so much power there that he would be smashed to death.

"- Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, suddenly the sole has to be terrible!

But it's still not enough to kill the Apostle.

Eye breaks the snow smoke he can stand in and comes back to where Leonhardt and Emelia, Sparda's strongest man and woman stand with a big crotch screaming cheerfully.

"Eighth Apostle Eye, your, no, the power of white God is dangerous. With our total strength, let us crush."

If Leonhardt flipped a crimson cloak and waved a great sword, a figure emerged further behind it.

"Gezembourg, here"

"Eisenhardt, here I am."

One is General Gezembourg of Bafomet, led by Sparda Army Unit III, 'Lampage'. The other was Eisenhardt, son of Leonhardt, first prince of Sparta, first prince of Succession to the throne.

In other words, we now have King Leonhardt, Prince Eisenhardt, General Emelia, General Gezembourg and the best and most powerful members representing Sparta. I know the fact that Eye was collecting information about the subtle Spartan army.

Finally, the grin disappeared from the Apostle's face.

"Uh, I'm sorry, Senior Saliel. Hey, I can't go in there and help..."