Kuro no Maou

"Hmm, it's time to get along"

The moon of dawn ends on the 31st. Belclosen, the witch who keeps Avalon Royal Castle "Fire Company," said that in a pompous manner as she dived into the cocktail.

"Ha, what is it?

Opposite is Nell Julius Ellord, a princess in a witch's clothing, who shows a ritual standing, even in a cottage room, a blissful relaxing space. The ponytail, tempered by its sacred outfit, looked more riddled than usual, but the way he tilted his neck properly and inquired was, in any case, a girly adorability of his age. Besides, cheeks are fine and colorful - but now Nell feels sappy after exercising well.

The training of two people who become more demanding day by day, but apparently Belclosen, who will become a master, is gaining more fatigue, as will be apparent from the way both of them have just finished pairing hands. Nell stands sparingly against a bell closen that is as good as a cat with a cocktail.

"Return to school, Nell. I don't know how to keep you caged and trained here forever."

Nell, who was totally out of his mind, such as about school, looked like he was taken aback. If you ask me, I do recall being a student who hasn't graduated yet.

I felt somewhat nostalgic for the days I spent in Sparda.

"But I'm not in seminary anymore..."

In the first place, returning to his hometown of Avalon, his father immediately gave his royal life when his studies at the Royal Spartan Seminary were completely interrupted on the grounds of the war in the Fifth Galahad, though the late. No matter how much Sparda's victory ended the war, it still makes no difference that it is an unacceptable situation to predict.

"That would be more of an Imperial School student than the former. You're not going back to school."

Daily, Nell, who thought all about going back to Sparda, was the other side of the earliest oblivion, from the age of thirteen, when he enrolled, to the age of sixteen, when he completed his studies in Sparda, when he attended the Empire School of Avalon, where he was derived as a deserving destination for royalty. But if this was also pointed out again, I could certainly recall that it was.

"But I still have my training"

"As I said before, it is up to the foundations of ancient jujitsu that concubines are taught. I fixed it up to three ceremonies. But there's nothing to teach at the earliest. After that, just go out into action and hone your moves."

Unexpectedly, I can't even honestly be convinced that they're going to tell me all about the exemptions while I finally reach for the little orange that's always on my cocktail. But it doesn't look like Belclosen is joking, because in the past month or so of living together, it's been enough to understand.

"Avalon will have some dungeons that deserve to be trained. Then why don't you dive a little deeper and take it as a gift for you, my love?"

"I see! So is that! Me, I'm going back to school!!

Like a horse with a carrot hanging in front of him, Belclosen sees Nell with a slightly jealous look in his jitty eyes.

"Wow, it's Nell. It's not just for training. Besides the power, you know what's missing from you right now?

"Uh... cooking, or something?

Indeed, after a month of training, there is no way to follow up on the culinary skill with which no signs of improvement can ever be seen.

But that didn't seem to be what Belclosen was trying to say here.

"That is one maiden in love. But he is also a princess of one country at the same time. All men claim equality, etc., more vociferously than in ancient times, but there is certainly a difference between race, gender, talent, and birth status and an unchangeable 'difference'"

Nell is not a foolish woman beyond comprehension of the meaning of the word.

Through my training with Belclosen, I can also take these words because it is now that I have regained them mentally. Or maybe this was her true purpose.

"Ugh... resumption of school, rather than social reintegration," you mean.

To Nell, who laughs and shows himself mocking, Belclosen said with a satisfying smile, like a teacher who sees students who have derived their own full answer.

"Well, if that's what you know, it's not enough."

"Thank you, thank you..."

It heals my heart and strengthens my body. In more than two ways, Nell thanked him somewhat embarrassingly.

"But this is also necessary in building a good romantic relationship again. Love tends to seem like a problem between the parties, but if you don't pay attention to yourself, your opponent, and your surroundings, you'll be stuck in love unexpectedly."

"Uh, is that... a love rival or something?

"Although it is also the biggest obstacle, it is often a battle on the same mound, so the solution is still simple. What you need to be aware of is your body and friends who can't support your love. Or the difference in identity."

Nothing gets in the way of love but lovers who like the same person.

For example, suppose there was a friend A who was very close to heroin N. N falls in love with a guy named K who goes to the same school, but K is a notorious bad student in school. A once tangled in K, naturally, can't even forgive N's love -

"And that's not wacky. Even if you are not a party to a love affair, there are many means to get in the way. Because of the slight obstruction, you can wave a thousand chances on the stick."

The commonality of this teh is that he is doing it only in good faith. Until then, when it comes to big favors, there are still more difficult aspects to deny than the other person thinks of themselves.

"As for the difference in identity love, how much did you neglect this Te story, but would you think of one or two of the analogies?

In this world where a wide range of identities exist, from royal aristocracy to slavery, love stories, or sad love stories, that transcend differences in identities, exist about as many stars. That's the only fairy tale you can name a few famous pieces with the theme of difference of identity, even if it's a fairy tale that makes little kids read it.

"You should go back to school and learn to stand around well. Whatever it is, don't let the King (Miriardo) worry you too much. I feel so sorry for you when you lose your head."

Hahaha, Nell drooped his head deep into a bell closen with a wide laugh, layering his words of gratitude.

Thus, for the first time in years, Nell put his sleeve through the right uniform (Sailor), which dates from the ancient days of the Avalon Imperial School.

Avalon Imperial School. The events date back far to ancient times. The legendary Demon King, Kamia Ellord, is also famous for attending this school. On the contrary, it is no exaggeration to call it the most famous and legendary school on the continent of Pandora.

Most importantly, the existence of the school itself was interrupted once by the passage of the dark ages, but as with the founding of Avalon, the name of the Imperial School was to be inscribed in history again. The school is closely linked to Avalon's history in equals, and the kings of history retain their shameless status even today as legendary schools attended by the Demon King by continuing to give birth to numerous greats, more than their former counterparts, heroes of salvation, innovative politicians, and so on.

Now, such is the Avalon Imperial School, but this is not seen here in any other school, special rules exist. It is the right to autonomy and independence by students,.

It is unlikely that students, who are inherently in a position to be instructed by teachers, will be entrusted with discretion in all aspects of school life. At the earliest possible time, it can even be said that it did not form the body of the school. But the reality is that in this school, students are involved in running the school to a fairly deep part of themselves.

Using the School Students Association as the head of the organization, students will all execute events such as year-long budget billing, allocations, school festivals and outdoor exercises and expeditions, from class breaking to school culture control.

It is a school attended by the royal aristocrats of Avalon, although it is not possible to speak out to the boulders about the classes and to the teachers' personnel. In the worst case scenario, it is even possible for students to use the extra connections to twist and bend even in areas of discretion recognized by the teacher.

In Imperial School, this unusual until student-centered doctrine passes because there is no other, absolutely invariable reason for tradition. Many books tell me that the school at the time that Mia Ellord went through was such a system. Once, it was only half natural to adopt that famous system, beyond what was excited in the name of the Imperial School, with a view to an educational institution that had given birth to a demon king who ruled the whole of Pandora.

It is an unparalleled special system, but it has nevertheless been refined to function better than it has survived for a long time. Once the rules are laid down, beyond weighing tradition in the first place, they will only be implemented solemnly thereafter. What would now be required of the top student council officers would be the memory of grasping the vast array of traditional rules, rather than the innovativeness of Mia Ellord.

Still, there is still a student council that continues to boast tremendous power in the school - and here at the top of the modern Avalon Imperial School, there is a student chairman.

"... Phew"

From the cherry blossom lips, a troubled sigh leaks.

In the cool eyes of the slit length, with shiny emerald eyes, the forehead of silver flows as if it were sparkling and glowing itself.

As for him, he feels light enough to lift his forehead casually, wondering if his hair has grown a little. But if there were any other students on this scene, they would blush their cheeks at the luster of the manipulation. At least, this student chairman could have had the beauty to look directly at for school students of his age.

The time is already at dusk. After the last paperwork, the sound of arrowheads, concons, and modest knocks, who tried to take their seats today to go home to the dorm, echoes into the quiet student council room.

"Oh, it's open, come on in"

The door opened, as if to be invited by its beautiful voice.

"Long time no see, Celis"

What has emerged is a beautiful girl of even different stature, even higher than the beautiful girls who now contend for one or two in school.

It is obvious that she is a student, as she is dressed in Sailor Clothing, a uniform for women that boasts a simple yet sophisticated Imperial School, with a black tone, a distinctive large collar and bright red scarf in her eyes. But he boasted such beauty that if he walked with a large ponytail bracketed with his head, there would be no students who would not turn around.

"No way... Princess, it's Princess Nell, so it's awesome!?

A pair of white wings growing from that back certainly show so much that you can't even tell who she is. But I can't help but ask.

Turning her delicate appearance into a look that just surprised her from the bottom of her heart, student chairman Celis took a chair seat in Russia and rushed over to the beautiful female student - Nell Julius Ellord, the first princess of Avalon.

"Oh, maybe you changed your hair, so you didn't know it was me?

Nell, whose long brunette tail just reaches his hips and sawasawa Shirazura smiles with both hands, does look a lot different than the last time Celis saw her.

But that can never just be said to have changed from long hair to ponytail, where the hairstyle flushes. Though she should have been a beautiful girl as embodied in the ideal of a princess whose description suits her, such as clarity, pity and innocence, Nell should not now feel like an elderly woman emits colorful incense as she does. In other words, it is a change like growing up from a clean maiden to an adult woman knowing a man.

"No, because the more you look, the more beautiful you are"

"Oh, really? Ugh, thanks."

How many men can bear to fall in love when they look at Nell smiling safely after just a little embarrassing?

But without having any evil feelings for Celis, I just stay as filled with my heart as I see something dazzling. I'm sure that's nothing more than because Nell and I have been intimate childhood friends since we were young.

Courtesy Nell is limited to a handful of people who call him out by name. Only exceptional best friends of childhood, including Charlotte Tristan Sparda, the third princess of Sparda of the same age, are eligible. If you know that, you can also see the relationship between Celis and Nell.

Real name, Celis Ann Arklite. Sellis, the first son of the great Duke family, who should be the head of the Avalon XII aristocracy, was also in his capacity commensurate with the royal Nell.

"But Celis hasn't changed much. As always, should I say,"

Crispy and blue eyes move to observe Celis standing in front of him from the tip of his leg to the heavenly side of his head. If I were a boy student in line, I'd be bored with too much embarrassment, but Celis kept standing in nature.

What Nell's eyes capture is his slurring, stretched hands and feet. He is about half his head taller than himself, just as tall as his brother, Nero. And what encloses that skinny is a men's uniform paired with sailor clothing, better known as' Gachran 'than in ancient times, a piece of design with round golden buttons shining on a pitch-black ground, which also combines a simple yet refined and noble atmosphere. And most importantly, this Gachran is the uniform through which the demon king Mia Ellord put his sleeves, and it is also a costume that derives more from the fact that military uniforms with this Gachran as the basement were officially adopted in the Ellord Empire at the time.

Dressed to perfection with such a high level of tradition and format, Celis truly deserves to be known as the princess of Avalon Kiri. In fact, when Nero and Sellis walked side by side in the hallway, the female students were like yellow cheering storms, and the fainting were like chills.

"Oh, have you grown a little taller?

"Yeah, more than a year, somewhat."

There are many other parts of me that have grown up, but I don't have such a nasty personality that I can deliberately speak of it. The noble Sellis turned again to his country's princess and asked what he cared most about.

"Are you feeling well already?

When he returns from Sparda, Nell is forced to live a quiet life for a while in the Royal Castle on the ground with a severe illness, which is the big news that no one in Avalon knows. Although it would not be delivered directly to herself, the nobility was originally pushed to the royal castle in fury by various sympathy and letters wishing her well, even to the knights, merchants and, at the end, civilians.

It is an understandable episode that shows how popular Nell is in Avalon as a princess.

Regardless, what matters to Celis is her own health. As the princess she should serve, and as a close friend of childhood taming, I heard the news that she had fallen, and it was a terrible heartbreaker.

"Yes, I'm all right now. I'm sorry that I've caused you so much concern."

"There is no such thing. I'm just relieved that the princess's body doesn't matter."

"... no, it's all because my heart was weak"

"So, are you worried about something that might make you feel better?

The look on Nell's face, with his worries, was just that, manifesting one end of the truth about the disease.

As a princess, Nell has had thorough health care from a young age. At the very least, it is clear that I do not have such a heavy illness as to be a complete visitation apology. When it comes to danger, it is only injuries in acting as an adventurer.

I mean, if it's not a disease involving the body, the reason Nell lay low is something mental.

"Something we can't solve right away. I was able to realize that it was not just anxiety that pushed me to suffer, but the key now was to do the best I could. So don't worry anymore."

Perhaps Celis can see that it was the war that took place in Sparda that annoyed the heart of Princess Nell, who has a merciful and gentle heart. It was Nell alone who came back. My brother, First Prince Nero Julius Ellord, has ignored his royal life to return promptly and is exclusively rumored to have gone to battlefield.

It is only if you are that you are greatly shocked that only one of you has been returned to your homeland, and it is not surprising that you are so heartbroken that you have fallen on the floor, given the danger of your beloved brother.

But Celis doesn't listen in depth. If you look at Nell's vibrant smile, it is clear that she has already recovered on her own. As a best friend, that would suffice.

"Apparently, you've grown stronger."

"Heh, well, you're much stronger than I was before."

The fact that the word is not just a strength is too much to observe from Nell's strangely void standing. If, at this moment now, I pulled out the servel I put on my hips and cut it off, instead of difficulty recieving it, my keen intuition as a knight class of celis was about to complain that it was not strange for a painful counter to fly in.

"That's as reliable as you can count on. Princess Nell, are you even going to compete in this year's knight selection?

"Knight selection......? Oh, is it that season already? Right now, it's just about time we were selecting contestants."

Official name, Avalon Empire Knight Selection Competition. The tournament, abbreviated as Knight Selection, boasts the largest Avalon school event. It's a tournament-format rivalry, including Imperial School, by the Cavalier School, one each in the East, West and North of Avalon. Schools are now also invited to participate from nearby urban countries, and the size of the Games has grown considerably.

Each school selects twelve representative players, and teams up with five of them to conduct one-on-one, unlimited, simulated battles close to the actual format in turn with the other school. Needless to say, as the knight's name suggests, it's combat ability that competes.

It is not actually a wacky opportunity to be applied as a knight for the outcome of this tournament, but at least it is a great opportunity for those who aspire to be knights to show their strength. Even if you can't be on the team, it foils just saying you've been selected as the twelve delegates.

Especially in the finals, the king also visits the game, making it a highly formatted place that can be considered the essence and the match in front of you. And most importantly, Mia Ellord is famous for her stepping stone in this knight selection that caught the eye of the then Emperor Ellord and stood on the tabular stage in the war that will ensue later.

Such legends go hand in hand with the fact that knight selection is a sunny stage in which every student yearns to appear.

"Yeah, I was just worried about that earlier. This year, it's just hard for me to follow you."

"Ugh, that's a luxurious concern"

Most of all, that's why Celis has no alarm or chronic heart. The election of members still requires the collection of data from several simulated battles between students. Every year, the selection of flourishing contestants is discreet.

"But I'm not going to compete. I've been studying at Sparda for a long time, so now that I'm back, I won't be eligible to bear the name of Imperial School."

"Such a thing... I was able to become student chairman only because there was no princess or Nero"

Most importantly, because of his character, Nero must decline the student council election even if he was in school.

Celis won the student chairman's seat in a big victory over a rival candidate lined up in the election, but if Nell had run, he would have had a bad minute.

"That's what I care too much about. Now, as student chairman, it was Celis who led the school to this day. Confident in its experience and achievements"

"Thank you."

Nell flicks out of his merciful eye against Celis, who drips his head deep. I smiled like a child who came up with a prank and cut it out like this.

"By the way, Celis, can I ask you a favor... would you listen to me?

"Yes, Princess. Oh, my God."

"Will you come with me to the dungeon?"

"If you're going to add me to the party, it's an extra honor. Sincerely,"

Nell was too famous for having an adventurer party called 'Wing Road' in Sparda. The strength that ran up to Rank 5 in a record short period of time was largely eliminated even in Avalon.

But not a single 'Wing Road' member is in this imperial school, including his brother Nero. So, if there is, it's self-evident that if you want to form a party, you have to gather members from Ichi.

Most importantly, if Nell shouts "Party Member Recruitment," it's obvious that the students will instantly hit an avalanche and push over. Given the desperate hiring multiplier, the immediate voice of Celis as one of the first was rightly an honor.

"Really? Good."

Nell, who can flaunt his face, is dazzling everywhere. If you can see this smile, it's so fascinating that you want to make any unscrupulous wish come true.

"By the way, have you already decided which dungeon to dive into?

Celis will soon regret asking the casual question, but asking the obvious question.

Nell answered this with the same royal smile.

"Rank 5 Dungeon: Avalon in the Realm of Divine Extinction."