Kuro no Maou

"Again, I greet you. My name is Chloe. This time, I will be the priest of the 202nd Pioneering Village. It will be temporary until a successor to the Nicolai Priest is officially seconded, but let us pledge, to the best of our ability, to carry out our sacred duties. Thank you, gentlemen."

The introduction of me and Saliel began greatly in front of a large group of villagers gathered at the church.

Yes, I was really supposed to lurk in the village under the false identity of a priest. Kill many crusader soldiers, commit the Seventh Apostle Saliel, and have the protection of the Demon King, this is me.

But I can't help what's become. In fact, I didn't have any other good ideas.

Priest, as you named me, I am now dressed in a pure white coat. Priest Nicolai, who died in the raid, seems to have been an old but significant figure, fortunately the perfect size for me to wear.

He looks more intelligent than usual because he wears glasses that mislead the color of his eyes called 'Coloring Eyes' on such an outfit... I wish I could see him. Please, don't call me Intelliyakuza.

Still, I'm not comfortable. This means that it is still more relaxing to harden your whole body with curse gear. But from now on we have to get used to this white costume that symbolizes the Cross.

While I hide such discomfort, I say it without preaching the words of greeting that I desperately thought about just a moment ago. I can see for myself that you have a tense, hard look. It's impossible to tell you to float a soothing smile, and it was physically impossible because of the shape of my face.

Well, the villagers reacted...

"Oh, was that one a priest..."

"So you mean you have given God's judgment to the wolves of the Crusades!?

"Dear Chloe, thank you!

"Regards, Dear Chloe!

It is God's name value burst. My crusader soldier killing show seemed brilliantly justified and gave the villagers peace of mind and convincing.

Most likely, Randolph took root in advance.

"This one will be my sister"

"My name is Yuri. As a nun (Sister), I will devote myself with my brother"

"As you can see, Yuri is a crippled body with lost hands and feet... but no change in faith in God. You will certainly fulfill your duties as a Sister."

Moderate appeal for faith in God that is not in your heart either. Even so, with Sariel's beauty and this painful appearance, there is an inspiring atmosphere, so it is a choro.

"Quickly, but I would rather perform the funerals of those who have been sacrificed as a result of this raid than this. Are you sure, Mayor Randolph?

"Yes, we're already ready for cremation"

This neighborhood has been as the meeting started.

My introduction as a priest and the need to get to work early to make it more convincing.

Regardless of me, I had to bury the funeral of the murdered villager and then the body of the crusader soldier who was exterminated. Because if we don't dispose of the body quickly, it can cause undead monsters and plagues.

As a result, we moved quickly to a cemetery set up outside the village.

Though the cemetery is a snowfield with nothing, with a fairy forest (Fairy Garden) spreading in front of it. In the middle of it, numerous bodies lined with cloth were provided with firewood to cremate around and wooden crosses to replace the tomb markers.

My first job as a priest Chloe began in this brand new cemetery, where grieving villagers gathered together.

"In heaven, our God..."

In history, God would never have heard a word of prayer so heartless.

Prayer to God, these hateful crusaders utter. A lot of people scream, words of salvation, just before I kill them.

I was talking about the most unbridled dialogue for me right now.

"- God bless you!

But from this sunny winter sky, the white god never thundered my brain with anger.

Nothing happens. Interpretation, these things are just words.

"Ugh... God bless you..."

"Bless you!!

But for the Sinclairs, this kind of magical effect, of course, finds a definite meaning in mere words that do not even perform miracles. Mouth this, it makes sense.

Yes, when my family died. Lovers, friends, acquaintances, neighbors… When you have to break up with someone close to you forever, there is no other dialogue than this word of prayer that you deserve.

They were spinning their prayers to God, in tears.

……

Drink a sigh of sigh that is likely to exhale heavily, somehow.

Relax, let's just shut up here, work or focus on acting.

The actual steps are partitioned by Village Manager Randolph, and as I pray like that in any way, it is just an easy task to recite the Bible in my hand as it is.

"... The Gospel of Leviel, Chapters V and IV. up to page one and line twelve"

"People grieve. But God's love will surely comfort you -"

Besides, he pinpoints where he should read in his ear so that Sariel, who carried him, can only hear me. Perfect support attitude.

I'm a total chimp camper, such as the meaning written there, but I'm going to read the whole line of strictly otherworldly alpha beds.

In front of you is the family of the dead sobbing, and the others have the same expression of grief. After all, I don't know if you're listening to my Bible readings or anything, but I still think it's like the BGM I need for a crucifix funeral, so I'll just keep reading as Sariel tells me.

Still, the funeral proceeded without delay.

"Sober souls will always be led to paradise above heaven (Eden), to the identity of God -"

To close such a dialogue, the bodies of several gathered villagers, and a total of twenty-seven crusader soldiers I slaughtered from my hands, are set on fire.

It seems that burial is ideal in the Crucifixion, but unless the Church takes responsibility for the aftercare of the cemetery, the body always comes with the risk of undead. Cremation is therefore chosen in these places. I don't forbid cremation, either, as a doctrine of the Cross, so I have no problem executing it.

"Hymn, singing"

Against the backdrop of a blazing and vigorously burning flame, it seems a lesson to sing a psalm. There's no way I can improvise a song on a boulder, so I'm going to let Saliel stand on the arrow here.

The unaccompanied cappella hymn begins as she moves to a position where she can hold Sariel like a ventriloquist doll.

Everyone was silently listening to the streamlined singing that was spun from Saliel's mouth, even though it was called a simulation. No one turns a doubtful eye to me not singing. The villagers gathered here stared at Saliel, who just kept singing, firmly in prayer hands, with the same expression they had seen even in real miracles.

What do they think when they hear this beautiful psalm? Thanks to your inspiration, are you a little distracted or do you feel saved?

And how does it feel to be abandoned by God and abandoned by God, Saliel, mumbling a song that glorifies God again?

I didn't know how anyone felt without telepathy.

No, I don't even know how I feel.

Once, in front of the flames where the bodies of Nyaleko, Nino and the people of the village of Iles would be burned in the same way in this place, I should have sworn vengeance against the Crusades, with deep sorrow.

Now I am mourning the people of Sinclair, dressed as the priests of the Crusades, not only in form. What the hell have I done wrong and this is the situation?

Neither myself nor my surroundings are empty feelings everywhere, like being in a world where there is no truth as one thing, where everything is painted and consolidated with lies.

Oh, shit. Really, I kept listening to Saliel's psalms as I held such self-derisive emotions to the bottom of my chest about what I was doing.

After successfully completing the funeral, we gathered again at the church for a brief paradox of theory, well, this also just makes us read a passage in the Bible...... such a ritual and then we finished greeting Randolph with the people who were the Lord of the village to the intermediary, and finally this day's work coincided with the end.

Somehow, it was a terribly tiring day. This means it's easier to be fighting the Crusaders all day. Playing priest gives me a lot of mental fatigue.

Anyway, now I've managed to free myself from the pressure of my first day. I breathe a sigh of "Phew" in the chapel of a church that was completely turned into a gallon hall.

Me and Sariel are priests and sisters, so naturally the place to live will be this church. There's no reason to fix Lily's cabin and take an hour each way to commute.

Now if we were alone, the residential part of the church would be a little distracting as a complete private space... in fact, there were two cohabitants here.

"Hey! Death says Leki, Master Chloe! Yorosik, please, Mars!

One is a girl who, for some reason, talks with a snail like an outsider.

Shortcut blonde hair is bouncing from left to right like crappy hair or dog ears, and with its momentous talking and bright expression, it gives what a vibrant impression.

Girl with shimmering red eyes, like an elf, Leki.

"... Ursula. Nice to meet you."

The other, a girl who looks like an adult.

The blue eyes that host the quiet light are hazy, with some mysterious look on their face as children. Exotic brown skin adds an even more mysterious feel.

Such a silver-haired twin-tailed, dark-elf-like girl, Ursula.

"Dear Chloe, you helped me yesterday, yes, Death!

"Thank you"

Yes, I was the first to help, those girls.

Just like yesterday when I witnessed them, they're both dressed in blue monastic clothes. I mean, I heard from Randolph that Sister, who lives in this church, is an apprentice, to be exact.

Apparently, the two men were forced to bring orphans who had no pick-up until the end as Priest Nicolai moved to Pandora, a circumstance. Poor kid, is that another rude feeling, in this case? Anyway, I'm pretty sure I would have spent some time in a constantly struggling environment.

"No, I did what I deserved."

Speaking of which, Ursula wasn't inside the storage shed... but perhaps Leki was covered and hidden. I'm definitely witnessing this impressive black-and-white combination when I was on the run, so I can only assume so.

I think he's a good kid again to honestly apologize for having such a horrible eye.

Unexpectedly, he poked his knees to gaze at each other, stroking their heads.

"Ha-ha-ha, Dear Chloe, no acting required in front of the Lekies, Death!

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Wait, I'll protect the village - it's okay if you talk to me like that, Death! No need to hesitate, no more!

I get embarrassed by Leki's voice imitation, but still, her concern was well conveyed.

"I already know what Lord Chloe really is... so in front of us who are going to live together, we don't have to act,"

Oh, what a wonderful bunch of kids. I look like an idiot, struggling with an unfamiliar priestly act.

"... well, thank you. Leki, Ursula, it's my pleasure to meet you."

Thus began life in a church with adorable cohabitants.

"In the end, I have to sleep with you..."

The bedroom is the same as the one used by the Nicolai Priest. The room is about quadrupled, with only one bed and closet and then a small desk and chair, and it really feels like a room just for sleeping.

Leki and Ursula's Apprenticeship Combination uses one room for two. That was the same small room as here, and the bed alone occupied a considerable area.

Every room is cramped because this is a small church in the de countryside, so it would be inexorable.

Which means that one of us, me and Sariel, can't even be assigned a private room. At the end of the day, there's not even room to line up the two beds so you can at least sleep separately.

"I don't care if I'm on the floor"

"You want to roll your sister on the floor and show me to your own fucking brother who sleeps in bed."

In case someone witnesses a scene like that, there's no escape. Even a thin ice-like sense of trust is sure to crumble into a buckwheat.

"... excuse me"

"Don't apologize. It's not that much of a concern."

That's a strength, and honestly, I have a great sense of resistance to being with Sariel. Regardless, I can assure you that I won't lose my desire and put my hands on Sariel again... but still, it's not like I don't feel anything.

If we pull ourselves together in bed, even the slightest lust that would stir me up, I can't help but remember to disgust.

But I can't do anything feminine to avoid Sariel more than I need to. There is one room and one bed. Then I will obey it for the most part. If I put up with it, that's all we need to talk about.

"Come on, let's get some sleep."

"Yes."

I rolled Saliel in a simple white gown with a gollon on his bed, then I went in, too, and wore a blanket. Turn off the lamp and the room will be closed to total darkness.

Quiet night. I can't see anything, I can't hear anything. That is why the warmth of Sariel, which I feel right next door, is conveyed more clearly.

"Hey, Sariel."

I called out, staring at the dark ceiling.

"Yes."

"Tomorrow, tell me about the Crucifixion. At the very least, as long as I don't get bored."

"... Yes"

The only thing that returns is an inorganic word of affirmation. Even as Saliel, he won't have the right of veto.

Although I hate the Crucifixion, I'm not going to keep any of it away. It's stupid not to try to know anything because it belongs to the enemy.

Suspicious that Sariel is on my side... but perhaps it is time for me to learn more about the Crucifixion itself than we were meant to be together.

During the Pacific War, I heard stories of America studying Japan. In short, if you know your enemies and you know yourself, it's part of the one.

But let's not do it today for now. It's not that late at night, but I feel like falling asleep early. I'll start tomorrow.

It was when I closed my eyes with such passive thoughts.

"I want you to tell me something, too."

It was an unexpected inquiry from Saliel.

"Oh, my God, that's"

About you.

Knowing what to do, what a stupid question. I'm sure that's something Sariel needs to know. For her not to be allowed to die and let me live.

"From where, you can talk"

"Ever since I came to this world. I remember you in Japan, Yuriko Shirazaki."

"I don't remember much talking to Shirazaki."

"High school student Chrono - Kurono Mahogany is well known to Sayuko Shirazaki"

"... that's an honor."

I'm sure Shirazaki really liked me. I'm sure he might have even asked around the literary and artistic department about me. Maybe I even asked the guy from the Miscellaneous... No, he was the type who couldn't hide anything.

"So I want to know about you in this world."

Except for the final showdown in Galahad, I've only met Saliel twice. When you escape the laboratory and when you climb the Great Wall of Daedalus. In either case, I didn't have anything to tell you about myself, and I couldn't afford to.

Sariel doesn't know anything about me.

"One, there's a condition"

"What is it"

Tell me about you.

And so do I. I don't know anything about Sariel. Due to reverse interference (backdoor), I unintentionally glimpsed her memory, but those are just fragments. Detailed circumstances are completely unknown.

"Okay."

There is no denying to Sariel. Even with me... I can't say enough that I'm not resistant.

Still, if I'm going to keep hanging out with Sariel, I have to know about her. You have to tell me about me.

Then can we understand a little?

Can I forgive Sariel? Will Sariel forgive me?

I don't know, but I'm sure that's something we have to do.

"But I'm going to bed today. I'm tired."

One way or the other, I close my eyes this time. Then, immediately, the sleeper began to lead my consciousness into the world of dreams.

"Yes, good night"

Saliel's quiet voice sounded somewhat comfortable.