Kuro no Maou

The 14th of the month of the ice crystal. Morning.

"I'm off Ursula's training today, and I'm going to mock battle with Leki"

And when I said at the breakfast place where we all had plans as we decided last night, they reacted a little against expectations.

"Huh!?

"Uh."

Leki, surprised by the yaki, and Ursula, who seems unhappy when he does it. I'm not going to say something so unscrupulous... oh well.

"Don't worry, I'll cut it up early so you can get out of the festival properly"

To that word, the two breathe openly and horribly. Whatever you say, they are both still children. As much as I look forward to today's festival, I'm looking forward to it.

With such a wack, it went hand in hand with having a mock fight with Leki in the morning as planned.

I don't have a single vigilante today, so like the first time I did it, the place is behind the church, one-on-one with Leki.

"It's been a really long time since I've done this in Sashi"

"Ha, ha!

Leki, who holds the large wooden sword I gave him, looks familiar to me, but he still looks like he has room for me somewhere in front of him about what he's aware of.

"Even without me, you didn't miss voluntary practice every day. Isn't that great?"

"Oh, no, Death..."

What she hasn't skipped is testified by Sariel, who is leaving a message at church.

Most importantly, vigilantes have just had a goblin raid, so they take some time each day to train. Besides, Leki seems to be in on it with me.

Leki is now tighter than an apprentice sister, such as an ace from the vigilante. If Dortos also evaluates defeated by himself as it stands, it means he can be a Rank 3 Adventurer now. It must not seem long ago that I took part as a luggage holder for the Dortos crusade.

Well, not if you're having memories. Already the strength of the leki is origami. If you fight too hard, you might get a blow to your brain this time.

After imposing constraints on no magic, martial arts, or protection, let's try our best.

"Show me your training results, Leki."

The moment I set up the wooden sword, did Leki feel sensitive about the wars he had unleashed, or his attitude that he couldn't boil off somewhere changed. Tighten your expression and set up a large wooden sword in a natural motion to flow.

That reaction alone tells me that the investigation is not dull. After all, Leki's talent as a warrior is real.

"Come on, come on"

"- Going Death"

"... you look so refreshed."

"Oh, no, Death. Yikes!?

When he returned from a mock fight with Master Chloe, Ur waited with a grumpy face.

"Have you forgotten about the operation?

"It's okay, Death!

I totally forgot when I was fighting. Because when you fight Lord Chloe, you have to concentrate on all the nerves, you can't follow very well.

Still, of course, I can't draw strength from Master Chloe at all, more than Ur. No magic, no martial arts, just never use it. How much more workout do I need to build up to keep up with the more I let them use it...... I'm desperate to care, but more than that, for me, I just couldn't help but have fun fighting Lord Chloe.

I haven't fought with all my might in a week, and I was certainly content.

"After noon, Lord Chloe opens the Valentinus Festival at the church. We'll be done in an hour or so, then we'll be free."

Refreshing his mind, Ur seriously explains today's operation again.

If you're in your own room like this, it's not in case Chloe asks you without even shouting. Priest Nicolai comes into the maiden's room fine if he needs anything, but Master Chloe is bound to knock and wait.

"We have a little time until evening, Death."

"Until then, we're free. But you might want to behave differently from Lord Chloe so he doesn't get suspicious."

"But then, when it's time, it's Death you might not find Lord Chloe?

"Well, so is that... then we'll have to sneak up on Chloe so she doesn't notice."

"Dear Chloe, I'm very sensitive to the signs, Death. I don't feel very deluded, Dace."

"It's okay, because Master Chloe doesn't care if he's not willing to kill or hostile."

Although Ur says as a matter of course, I still don't know that much about Lord Chloe.

Even such a trivial thing reminds me how denser and more high-level Ur's week is than my mock battle.

I suppressed the feeling that I was about to cry deep into my chest, and I kept talking like it was nothing.

"Well, then, you can keep an eye on Death."

"Oh, maybe, Dear Chloe, tonight is finally the night to get laid with Sister Yuri, maybe, so we just have to be careful not to go somewhere unpopular with the two of us"

"Oh yeah Death!?

"At least I haven't had a fling with Chloe in the last two months."

"How do you know, Death?

"I've heard voices through the door."

Why did you pull that off a little?

But nothing else interested Ur in romance, a romantic novel presented to me by Lord Chloe. The more I wake up reading that, I see, the more I do have a couple of lovely Chloe and Sister Yuri every day, the more I'll be wondering how they both are. So much so that I sneak up in the middle of the night and stand ear to ear in the two bedrooms.

Um, if I realized I was, I'd be kind of curious, too.

"Then what if the Lekies put up their bodies and stop Death!

"Yes, we just have to rendezvous under the guise of coincidence"

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"But I feel bad for Sister Yuri, Death, after all"

"No, Leki, love is war. The Everarms do not choose the means for war and love."

"Eh, so, so..."

"It's okay, I like and respect Sister Yuri, so I'll admit it properly to the Second Lady."

"Only one person can marry Death. Yikes!!

"That's the rule of the Cross. I can marry as many people as I want in Evlerm. A great system, tolerant of love"

It's not a good dialogue that Ur, dressed in the monastic clothes of the Orthodox Sister, says, it.

But because of that, Ur may not be so reluctant to 'take' Master Chloe from Sister Yuri about what he says.

"But I didn't think Ur would be so obsessed with Everahm, Death"

"Neither am I. I'm not a wacko obsessed. But Master Chloe doesn't tell me to be Sinclair, to be a Crusader. Whether I am Everest or have a horrible curse, I accept it. So..."

That's how Ur says it with such a monstrous smile that he accidentally becomes dorky.

"- Love it"

"- The readiness of such saint Valentinus can be seen from the letter he sent to the priest, one of his disciples"

In that way, I succeeded in successfully surviving the opening ceremony by telling the saintly legend by knowledge of what I found out with my unpalatable face.

I figured out where the Bible was read, and the part of the narrative like the theory was prepared perfectly because I consulted with Sariel in advance to make the manuscript. Believers in this village listen to you for what you want, and you can rest assured that you won't have any weird questions or fly in.

"Well, then you're free, and suppose to go to the festival"

Is the time now like 3: 00 PM? Already from Central Square, the noisy voices of the villagers are heard in this church as well. Many of them started drinking during the day.

"I don't mind leaving a message."

"Do you want to go to that kind of wacko"

I'll tie my sister (fake), who really doesn't seem to be looking forward to the festival from the bottom of her heart, with a back tie with a hand I'm totally used to. I realized when I had to leave and put my hands on the church door, carrying a body with missing hands and feet that I couldn't resist, even if I wanted to.

"Speaking of which, what about Leki and Ursula?

"Looks like they've already gone out to the festival."

It's a quick thing. But, well, you can be a child. I gave you a dime in advance.

Think of it, we both usually do our job as apprenticeship sisters properly every day, including chores, Leki is a mock fight, Ursula would have been the first magic (original) training and a tougher schedule than ever. At times like this, we should let him play as much as he wants.

With such a wack, I rolled out to the festival without worrying about the two of them going.

Step outside and you'll soon see the hustle and bustle of Central Square. Almost every villager sees this place today, so when I saw it this way, it just seemed like there were a lot of people there.

Due to the nature of pioneering villages, the age group of villagers is relatively young. Because of that, it's more lively and noisy than the number of people.

We haven't been set on a grand bonfire like a big campfire in the middle of the square yet, but each of them with an instrument plays cheerful songs of their own accord. He plays a flute-like lateral whistle, honks a guitar-like string, and sings with men and women shouldered in one hand of the liquor bottle.

It would be muscular to resent rear filling, etc. The truth is, if there was such an event as this, even I could have enjoyed the state of China in both hands with Lily and Fiona, but I just have shallow regrets.

"Oh, isn't it Lord Chloe -! Hello!

When I was hitting on my subtle feelings, it was the blonde red-eyed Barbados youth who spoke brightly to me.

"Hey, Ted? Oh, there he is-"

"You'll be adorable! You'll already be the cutest in the village, my daughter! Oh, hey, Eva, Chloe, I'm a priest."

A slightly disgusting nigga surface Ted is holding is a baby warmly wrapped in a bright white cloth.

Yes, this kid named Eva, before me, all of a sudden in the middle of the night Ted knocks on the church door and says, "I can have a baby - ah!" He is a child born when he was making a fuss.

About two months old or something? The eye color is father conceded red, but where the hair is chestnut hair, it probably resembles the mother. Her wife's hair, a thin woman standing next to Ted's, is the same brown as Eva's.

"Looking good, most importantly"

Am I right to say that I was born shortly after, rather than in the presence of childbirth? That's when I was called in to perform my birthday ritual in the Cross.

A simple ritual that is completed simply by placing a few drops of water, or hot water, in the sight of holy water, with the words of the celebration and the sacrament of the decree. However, it is also a serious rite of passage for the Cross.

I guess the emphasis on this is on your wife, who is a Sinclair people from the beginning, rather than Ted, who was a Barbadon and converted.

Of course, I don't know anything about newborn babies like that. "Ah," he said, reaching for long hair that was flax stained with magic equipment (magic items), as he was more interested in Sariel on his back than I was.

Sariel, on the other hand, was also gently attached to Eva's rounded hand, stretched out, with her left fingertip, as she was somewhat interested, either because she had the edge of being present at the birthday ritual herself.

"... how'd it go?

Apparently, she leaked it. I somehow heard that Eva was leaving because she cried guzzle.

"Well, what?"

"Even though it's only a formal ritual, it was involved in being born. Like, what, feels like an emotion, don't you?

"I don't know. I cannot understand emotionally the feelings of a newborn baby or the joy of a couple with children"

It may not be possible to capture the phenomenon of birth at its opposite poles in a correct and humane way for a coin born solely for the purpose of killing.

"But I didn't feel bad"

"Right. Then that's fine."

Lately, I think. Sariel may also come to understand a bit of people-like emotion if she lives as one girl in earnest from now on, how sweet......

Do I want Sariel to be happy? Did I want it?

Deep down in my heart, I can't stop loathing to be relieved of my emotions. So even now, my relationship with Sariel remains vague.

"Oh, Lord Chloe!

"Oh, Lord Chloe, would you like to have a drink with me?"

"Look, Yuri's here today, too!

"Let me hold you!

"Yeah, you guys don't flock, scatter"

All the vigilantes who were used to seeing me on such a blessed festival day did not forgive me for the dark troubles. All of them, all aligned and red in the face. I'm already drunk.

"Isn't that nice, a little bit -!

"There's meat too, meat!

Always this guy is making a scene laughing innocently like a child.

I'm still worried about Sariel's treatment, but there's no more resistance or rejection about them because they're Sinclair. At least, if Goblin pushed me in a big way, we'd already be friends enough to fight and protect without hesitation.

"Well, just a little bit -"

If I noticed, I was naturally thrown into the whirlpool of the festival as part of the village, too.

I don't even think it tastes that good, but after a gab of cheap wheat liquor (ale), I eat meat that is occasionally mixed with raw baked, and I laugh out loud "haha" with a crappy joke. Watch out for Yamelo because it's dangerous to drink all at once, or what the fuck, Conoyaloo! and empower those who are likely to fight to shut them up, or a very classy way to have fun.

Still, the festivities spent with stupid vigilantes and villagers who were all completely familiar with each other were so much fun that they made us forget about the troubles we couldn't help but worry about and the anxiety of getting ahead.

"- Hehe, boulders are priests. You've been drinking so much, you're fine."

"You're pretty good, Ryan."

"Rue, I'm still coming! This is the man to come!

Ryan with a red face feels like a step ahead of him in drunkenness.

I drank and chatted with all kinds of guys, and eventually I was calm at the usual liquor store where I'd have a cup with Ryan. He sits Ryan on the right and Sariel on the left. Regardless, Sariel, like me, drinks more than that, but her face remains as bright white as it always is. Like alcohol, it doesn't affect our modified and fortified flesh.

"Oh Yuri's drinking, huh?

"Don't push yourself too hard."

Don't worry about anything, I'll stab the nail for once, even if I know it. If he cares about it, he'll be able to drink out the barrel by himself.

And Sariel himself at the time, for the time being, was pouring the poured jock of barley wine (ale) in front of him into his little mouth as if drinking even water.

"Oh, sweetie, sweetie, Yuri, ha."

Ryan says that, with what a tight face.

Shouldn't you not say that in front of the girl you care about? You'll be disillusioned. I was so worried that I didn't care.

"Hey, they say you're cute, Yuri. Good for you."

"Cute, similar verbal praise is a form of social dictionary. Especially recognizing it's a meaningless word"

"Wow, you're not cute"

"Cool Yuri's cute, too."

No, you're not cute no matter what you think. The answer to that. But no matter what you say, you can't deny that you look good enough to be "cute".

"Ah cute, damn, I'd have attacked you if I was single too."

What can I say, it raises my doubts as I look at Ryan's side stirring up a jock like a CM of beer with a gook throat and looks delicious.

"... uh, you, aren't you single?

"What? Married, though? Didn't I tell you?

I'm not listening to you! and I'm surprised on the inside, but if you think calmly, Ryan's age is certainly just twenty. Thinking by this world standard, it's not weird that you're married, and the fact is, Ted of your age is even born oh well.

"Seriously, I mean, ma'am, who is it?"

"Look, you're there -"

and thumbs up and fingers ahead like nothing is a plain serving girl like a three-knit eyeglass librarian who rushes around a saturated liquor store over full capacity.

That girl, oh, well, she was the first girl to rush over and allowance me when I bugged Ryan in a fist fight. I see, that's what it was...

"Dude, is that so unexpected?

"Yes, no, it's not that wacky...... a little surprised"

Though I am quite surprised. In fact, it would be on your face, too.

"Well, when it comes to this woman who's going to be my daughter-in-law, you'd think she's a sexier beauty -"

"Hey."

I've never really held a fine dust like that, either, or don't say that before your real daughter-in-law.

"When did you get married?

"Uh, I wonder when it was... it's been about three years now"

"I mean, before you got here,"

"What do you care so much?

Honestly, I care. It would be too much of a topic to ask in a booze seat.

But I'm almost like a bare face myself, so I'm not going to be forced to ask if I don't want to.

"It's not even funny. It's an old story. 'Cause, you know, we're gonna live in this kind of magic away from Sinclair. Either you don't have any money, or you've made a mistake."

Indeed, that is not the case for the legitimate Sinclair to leave the country on purpose. If you are also a second-degree god people typical of Barbados and Everam, you can be convinced that you will be driven naturally to the border in this way.

"Sorry, it didn't seem like a good story to ask in a light mood"

"Heh, I don't need to worry about it. I don't know what it used to be, I don't know what to think anymore. If I lived in the capital, I wonder who said it, who was the brave one, well, like that, I'm not very dissatisfied with the life here."

Ryan drank the remaining half of the jock once and for all.

"I was a knight."

Ryan said, staring at the empty jock, fumbling.

"But if you bum a fucking superior, you're fired in one shot! I have no regrets. If I remember that Yarrow leaking piss and begging for his life with facial bloodstains, I still can't stop laughing!

Fulfilling it, I can't tell if it was really a scumbag worthy of being beaten to death or if Ryan did too much. But as a friend, I just want to believe it was the right thing to do.

"After that, I didn't even work for Locke, so I was bluffing, and I was picked up there by Ojiki... well, there was a lot going on, and I married him, and he was a wack to join Pandora Exploration"

I followed only one sigh with a bit of emotion, and then this time I turned around and screamed for a barley replacement with a silly big, well-passed voice.

"So, what about the priest? Hey, hey, hey, hey, you can talk to me."

Nianya and a bad grin on my face are like being willing to listen to root digging leaves digging.

Um, what do we do? I can tell you the fake sibling settings I've been thinking about impromptu.

"Dear Chloe!

That's when I was called out loud by Leki, who I could hear.

It's a pseudonym, but now I'm totally used to calling Chloe, and I turned around with little time lags.

"Leki, what's going on?

"Ha, dear Death! Ulu fell for a drink, Dace!

I don't know what... and I'm surprised.

No, wait, even high school students know the danger of acute alcoholism, something called. Well Ursula is still a child. Maybe it's really dangerous.

"Are you okay, Ursula!

With such a wack, I rushed to Ursula's place where Leki took me down.

The place is Central Square right in front of you as you exit the tavern. Soon, the book of the night was completely down outside, and a blazing and grand fire was burning to dispel the darkness of the visit.

Dancing men and women can be seen playing louder music in circles than during the day around the fire. Ursula was in the heart of such a festival.

"Hmmm... Munyamnya, what..."

It's a very peaceful sleeping face, crushing the kind of sleep I just think I'm saying on purpose. Hold her like a pillow with a big bottle of wine, round as a cat on the table and she was asleep.

"Leki, could Ursula, have you drunk all this wine by yourself?

"Non, all Ur drank was a sip of the glass there, Death"

I see, apparently, it's going to be okay.

If you get drunk and fall asleep with a sip of wine, I'm sure Ursula is quite vulnerable to alcohol. Just in case the doctor's grandmother sees it...

"In the meantime, let's take you back to church and put you to sleep"

Holding Ursula, who really slept like a child and slept briskly, I followed her.