Kuro no Maou

The vast majority of daily necessities are left in this cabin due to the fact that they were not going to come back again and the haste to get their support in place. There's a replacement sheet, and that's why me and Lily's clothes still fit in the closet in its entirety.

However, only groceries on boulders are almost completely extinguished thanks to a cynical consumption deadline of six months. Still, I could still eat without any problems when it comes to what would be categorized as preserved foods.

Yes, we were able to make it to breakfast.

"Here."

"Ah... n"

Saliel wraps her little mouth around a biscuit like the dried bread she offered. Wait to finish chewing as cute as Polypoli and Squirrel and I'll feed them again.

That's how Saliel was holding me on my lap and eating. If you ask me, he says his right arm. There's nothing you can't eat on your left hand alone, but it would be inconvenient.

This is the result of my decision that it would be quicker for me to feed him than to show him the dining landscape. On second thought, it's a pretty embarrassing outfit. Even though Lily said she never finished her meal with just "ahem".

No, I'd rather lose than care about something like this.

"Welcome"

And it was me and Sariel who said the same thing. I can't tell, but if Sariel has Shirazaki's memory, he might be saying "Welcome" in Japanese, just like me.

Still, do we have to imitate this by day and night? It's not a big deal as a labor force, but there's something spiritually coming.

But there's more to it than having to take care of it. With that said, I clean up the dishes with the dry bread left on the table and the seared salted meat consumed beautifully. Saliel is released to bed again.

Well, my stomach's settled, and I'm finally on the move.

"I'm going out now."

"Where are you going?

"It's settled, it's supplies."

Enough to live in this house, but escape the eyes of the Crusaders and head to Sparda, that is, no supplies or equipment enough to make the journey across the Galahad Mountains. So to speak, it becomes a necessary thing for the adventurer, but all of that sort of stuff has been stored in shadow space (shadowgate) and taken. There is nothing left in this house that should be a necessity for the journey.

And I've completely destroyed this shadow space (Shadowgate), which is an all-powerful warehouse in my battle with Sariel. It's all your fault.

"... sorry"

"Don't apologize. Instead, it becomes vain."

I couldn't spot a hand in targeting spatial magic (Dimension), no, it was my downfall that I didn't apply any measures in the first place. I have no desire to blame Sariel for fighting at all costs.

"Everything is unprepared to cross the border. Even a weapon, if you don't procure at least one of your swords, you won't talk."

Well, even if I had a single sword, I'd probably use it as a fissure blade (blast blade) and crush it.

"Your spatial magic (dimension) has been completely destroyed. It's hard to collect supplies."

"The boulder is the person who used the moves. Exactly."

My shadow space (shadowgate) is not playing at all.

It has never been destroyed before, but if it does, we can create a spacious subspace back in the shadows if we take the time there.

But the white magic that Sariel unleashed at that time lingers like poison in the shadows... and there is a sense of it.

"'Breakthrough' includes the effect of inhibiting the continuous expansion of spatial magic (dimension)"

Otherwise, it would be because some magicians instantly regenerate it. That's why it's a hell of a magic of completion to really recreate that effect.

"With me now, I can't de-curse you instantly. Recovery through time is all we have."

"By the way, how soon can you solve it?

"About three months"

Wow, that's going to take so long... this really can't be relied on in shadow space (shadowgate) for a while.

"What about you?

"I can't exercise spatial magic (dimension) either. The Apostle has a spatial magic (dimension) called the dedicated 'Sacred Cabinet (Arc)', but I have already lost my protection, including what I had contained in it"

Convenient, God isn't nice enough to let you drop what you kept. He really abandoned Saliel for losing his virginity.

"Besides, I can't use any magic right now. The Sariel series of flesh is built only on the assumption of magical exercise by white magic"

So if the supply of white magic is cut off completely, then magic cannot be used. Sariel means he can no longer light the darkness with 'Light Fire (Torch)' or light the fireplace with 'Fire Arrows (Ignis Sagitta)'.

Hmm, does that mean that Saliel also reproduced contemporary magic (model) only with white magic? Hmm, does it feel similar to my pseudo attributes?

"Well, fine, I didn't mean to rely on you from the start."

It's not sarcasm, it means exactly what you say. I have no desire for Sariel and the Adventurer Party to join forces to make the Spartan return. The only thing you can count on is your own power. Sariel's just gonna carry it on my back.

"In the meantime, if we can secure a spatial magic (dimensional) pouch or bag, that's the story. What I'd rather hear is what's going on around Alsace."

Naturally, I knew about this neighborhood before the Crusaders occupied it.

The villages ahead of Iles have all been burned down by Operation Scorched Earth except for Alsace, which served as a defensive base. Nothing else, by my instructions.

Therefore, before we go outside, we would like to ask this Crusader Commander-in-Chief directly about the colonial situation of the Crusaders.

"We have already heard that the Crusaders have planted pioneers at every point where the village of Daedalus was located. The villages around Alsace seem to be very small pioneering villages due to the fact that the houses were completely burned."

"Still, people are ready."

When I think that the bastards of Sinclair, the followers of the Crucifixion, live up to it in the village of Iles, I get the urge to burn it all down again.

"Yes, it's just that the relatively large villages where the stone walls were left are as well or better developed as the other villages from the point of view of the location where the streets meet and the replenishment of the Alsace fortress. Some food is stored here, too, and crusaders are on guard."

Speaking of villages with stone walls, it is the village of Quaal next to Iles. On the map, it's next to the west of Iles, close to Alsace, but this is where it meets the other street that stretches from the south. So in distance, Iles is closer to the capital, Daedalus, but what is actually flourishing is the form of Quaal, the confluence of the streets.

It was from this Iles that I decided on Operation Scorched Earth, which means that the village on the east side is completely intact. And he said that the villages west of Iles were only small because of me.

"How many troops are there in a normal pioneering village?

"Command tentatively stipulates that a platoon of knights, consisting of more than a dozen men, will be stationed as policing. Others are pioneer vigilantes. This varies in number depending on population and composition, but on a scale of thirty, if not more, hundreds. Finally, there is one or more priests of the church set up in each village. We deal with healing magic or light magic."

I see, on a scale, it is not so different from the village of Daedalus. Strongly put, the number of knights stationed is somewhat high, but not a major problem.

"Up to less than a hundred and fifty... you can kill them all,"

The crushed words were surprisingly cold.

My purpose is to gather the necessary supplies. I've never gone beyond avoiding extra fights. Even though I knew so, I ran my mouth off as if I were deciding to destroy it.

"If there is a massive battle, Crusaders' policing units will be dispatched immediately. In your current location, you will march from the Alsace Fortress."

"I know, I don't badly imitate noticeable"

"We should. You may be designated a primary target."

"What the hell, I'm a disaster monster."

"It's similar to the nomination arrangements in Japan. Every town or village will have your sketch."

I see, you mean more of a vicious criminal than a monster. I put my hand on Rinfeld followed by the Seventh Apostle Saliel, so from the Crusaders, that would be enough resentment to be a blood eye and find it.

Most importantly, the war situation was quite confusing at that time, so it is doubtful whether the Crusaders are deciding exactly that we were flown with metamagic. It would be best if the wind seemed to me that Sariel had died taking me on the road, but there is no way to confirm it right now. Either way, I wouldn't have crossed the line to act discreetly.

"Nevertheless, don't normally talk about Japan, you"

"Sorry, it came to my mind naturally"

I honestly apologize, Sariel, but on second thought, I also feel it's wrong to blame you. Previously, Sariel never remembered Shirazaki's memory, that is, his memory of modern Japan, because of the seal. But now that she has broken the seal with the Cardiac Eclipse Warhead (Memory Burst), it means she has revived all her memories, except for Mr. Shirazaki's personality.

If so, it will be very naturally illuminated with Shirazaki's memory, both in the usual conversations and thoughts. I don't dare to say it either, but I still think and understand things in my mind a lot like Japanese ones.

"No, it's nothing, I don't feel bad. You're the only one who knows about Japan."

"Really?"

Though I said it, it still makes me feel slightly more complicated. What an inspiration for the homeland, as well as the feeling that Sariel can't and shouldn't be forgiven for saying things like he found out.

Calm down. There's nothing Sariel can do about it, even if he's blinking at each and every word and deed. I have no choice but to accept her...

"Is there anything else you should be aware of? You think the Crusaders are coming around on a regular basis?"

"The Crusaders spent a lot of time attacking Fortress Galahad. Only the capital, Daedalus, and the surrounding area, will have a strict vigilance in place"

"So you're saying the only thing that could possibly make contact is the force stationed in the village"

"There will be more soldiers pulling from the Alsace Fortress to their home country than the Crusaders have lost to Sparda"

I see. Even if I didn't mean to be alarmed, would the streets around here be overflowing with returning soldiers in the near future?

"No matter how hard I try from Alsace to this area, it takes a few days. There was a showdown yesterday, so they won't show up today."

Conversely, it also means that it is dangerous if we do not procure it today or tomorrow. Again, I can't take a day off for a long time, and it seems to be right to move out immediately.

"Well, I'm going... Sariel, are you all right on your own?

"No problem. This cabin has a monster-exclusive junction, so the risk of raids is low."

"Huh... is there such a thing?

"Yes."

Sariel's gaze, staring straight at him, said, "You lived there, didn't you know? I regret instead that I can't see the emotions that made me look like a little fool.

"Oh well...... then you'll be fine, no problem"

Obscure and deceptive, I get up and ready to go out.

Even when it comes to preparation, I just put a tiny cooking knife on my waist, the only blade left in this house, in a bright white fur robe for the winter. The hood of the robe with the fuzzy fur will hide quite a few faces on top of the warmth.

"I'll be back after lunch. I'll be there, then."

"Yes, come on in"

I leave the cabin, remembering the strange feeling of being dropped off by Sariel.

Proceed through the Fairy Forest (Fairy Garden), where you could not walk, of course - the village of Iles. To Iles, who is now a small pioneering village, I'm going to rob supplies.

"Sorry, but some of you are going to have to die"

The fire of hatred that stifled in the back of my chest still made me forget the word forgiveness, although I find myself reluctant to make my second hometown bloodstained again, which I thought I would never return to.