Kuro no Maou

The 6th of the month of fresh water. Four days have passed since I returned to Sparda, which means that even four days have passed since Lily and I broke up.

Lily's not home yet.

At a time when I didn't wait all day to come back, Fiona also agreed that I should look into going to the boulder or so, so for now, I only put out a search and sighting request to the Adventurer Guild. But so far, I don't have any information. That night, as soon as Lily left, it meant she was completely lost.

Regardless, you won't have to worry about your safety because it's about Lily... but what anxiety makes you feel like you'll never see Lily again. Fiona assures me that soon, Lily will definitely be back, but still anxious things are anxious.

Another thing when it comes to anxiety. In fact, as an imminent issue in front of me, it came in tandem with the finally opening of warfare negotiations on the treatment of Saliel.

For once, I'm dressed in a seminary uniform to be dressed up in, and I'm taking Saliel to the Royal Castle of Sparda.

"Shouldn't Sariel let herself walk?

"If you don't have hands and feet, you'll loosen your guard over there."

Going next door is Fiona, also in uniform.

By the way, Sariel's had a lot to worry about, but for now she's dressed in a changed monastic outfit that she kept in her spatial magic (dimension pouch). Something of the right size, also wearing a headscarf (wimple) but not enough to completely cover your face. He is a real familiar figure who is likely to inadvertently call him "Yuri".

That's how I ride Sister Yuri Saliel to my beloved Mary, Fiona crosses her own Marie and goes on Cappola Cappola on Sparda Boulevard.

Not only will Will prepare the ground for the warfare negotiations, he said, but he will also be present at today's actual negotiations. This Te negotiation is basically supposed to be conducted by the person… if you are an unschooled adventurer, you may be able to see your feet, which means that it is common to hire a professional to negotiate Spartan law like a lawyer to be present. In that sense, Will is definitely not in terms of trust.

I can see Will putting a sticker in front of the Gate of Sparda Royal Castle with his face.

"This is the second time you've come to the royal castle"

"Nervous, are you?

"It's not just about getting a medal this time..."

Finally, I make the majesty of the giant Royal Sparda Castle current, and I accidentally make such a weak sound.

"If the negotiations break down -"

"I know. If the only way to shut Saliel down is to follow suit."

"Yeah, you can't turn a Spartan against an enemy."

Worst case scenario, as long as the execution is spared, it would be your word. Because if you live, it's still possible to see the day.

"Okay, let's go."

That's how we stepped into the Royal Castle of Sparda.

At the moment, in addition to Will, I have officially passed the Adventurer Guild to negotiate a war effort. Show the guards at the main gate the paperwork and guild cards and they were allowed to enter the castle unconnected only on administrative exchanges.

Except you were alert to the boulders I was holding, and around you, a knight in crimson armor and a mage in bright red robes appeared in line with Zorozolo, forming a formation to besiege us. Well, this is the kind of welcome I get, because I hear it beforehand, and I don't even care enough.

After my transfer with Sariel, I've already reported it. Honestly, as soon as we talked, a knight stepped into the dorm and thought Sariel might be able to help us, but Sparda's side acquiesced in keeping Sariel hidden from me until today. Does that mean you're being so cautious that you don't take enforcement measures over there either? Well, there seemed to be a good number of guard and surveillance knights secluded around the seminary, dispatched.

"Oh, you're here, Chrono! I've been waiting for you!

We proceeded down the corridor with a bright red carpet, and among the first guestrooms to be guided to the waiting area, an arm-wrapped and royal Will waited. Is it because of my parents' royal castle that I seem slightly more like it?

"Today, please, Will"

"Well, I'll take care of it... the equation to victory has already been solved."

Will, confidently wearing out his red cape, is at his usual pace everywhere.

Will sits down on the couch in the guest room looking right at home and relaxed, prompting us to take our seats. At the same time, Celia, who remained as secluded as a shadow, prepared aromatic red tea and cake-like tea treats.

"For starters, let's just say I'm done introducing myself. My name is Wilhardt… Wilhardt Tristan Sparda"

Will's golden gaze is naturally Saliel sitting on my lap. We've been talking about him for a long time, but this is the first time Will's actually been face-to-face with Sariel.

"… Allow me to speak"

Put down the plate of cake that Fiona emptied, and then say.

Even now, I basically forbid you to speak without breaking your guard against Sariel. Especially if within this royal castle there is even a passage of chanting to be spoken of, because you can't complain if they tear you apart on the spot.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Sariel"

It's a rather unscrupulous greeting to the prince of one country, but naturally, Will doesn't even care.

"I see, it's a beauty that must be rumored. Surely there will be no way for rumors to spread from good to bad."

Give me a break.

Haha, laughing and deluding Will.

"Again, do you understand the purpose of today's negotiations?

Me and Fiona snort back together.

"The primary goal is to make this Mr. Sariel recognized as a slave to Chrono as a legitimate reward"

I still have a sense of resistance in my mind, but I'm not lost in doing so.

"The second goal is to prevent the reduction of the bounty as much as possible… well, this is where my bargaining skills show off"

"No, nothing about gold..."

"Then no! Slave rewards seem like an alternative to the original bounty at first glance, but the right to be free of that pattern should arise again separately, beyond what Chrono has defeated himself! Chrono, I will surely grant you both Mr. Saliel and the bounty!

I didn't know you were burning your fighting spirit in such a place. Honestly, as much as I thought I wouldn't mind a zero bounty if Sariel got it.

"Oh, and I wanted to make sure of one thing... Fiona, do you really have no objection to this arrangement?

"Yeah, I don't mind. It's a promise to Mr. Chrono, and I, too, don't care so much."

"Good, let's believe that word."

In a deadly place, you'll have trouble getting laid in by Fiona. I didn't mean to say no beforehand, Will is pretty good at rooting too.

Then a few things went on like confirmation.

"Excuse me, Prince Wilhardt, Master Chrono, we are ready"

Not so much, one of the knights came to call me.

Come on, it's finally the real deal, and I get up in the mood.

When I looked at the table, the tea and cake that I wasn't supposed to put on much of the nervousness was beautifully emptied. I wonder when it's gone. Sometimes it's strange.

"Huh, well, shall we come? It's time for judgment!

We headed to King Leonhardt's throne, waiting, ahead of Will, who walked with his chest up.

The same majesty and tension prevail between the thrones visited since the time of the medal award. The magnificent construction of the gymnasium-like size, but with no extra decoration, seems to symbolize the prosperity of a country called Sparda.

Tall enough crystal statues to reach near the ceiling are also still remarkably powerful. Think of it, the statues of the swordsmen and women knights of men, also decorated in the school gates of the seminary, may be inspired by "Immortal Fighter Svaldias" and "Dark Knight Freesia" respectively. The two active times are completely different, but from the Spartans they are both equally gods of worship and service.

But it's not the ancient statues that put pressure on me, it's the kings who rule the country in reality. On the battlefield I only saw it as chilling from a distance, but when I saw it like this sitting on the throne in front of me, I felt a hint full of the king's majesty.

In the meantime, get down to business by not connecting formal greetings.

"Even so, Will, I didn't know you were coming all the way to negotiate kung fu. A good friend, then."

Of course it is not King Leonhardt who says in a light tone that does not suit him between the thrones, but Eisenhardt Tristan Sparda, the First Prince, who stands next to him. Since he is the general who leads the fourth division of the Spartan army, the Gladiator, to whom we belong, it may well be that he is present here.

"I was completely helpless in this battle. If there's anything I can do to help this heroic Chrono, who made a huge contribution to Sparda's victory, it would make sense, brother."

"Well, that sounds like a great way in... but you can't be a fool. Will, I knew you had eyes. The chosen Dachi is a real hero who will defeat the monster, not even my father."

With an invincible grin, Eisenhardt looked in turn at me and Saliel sitting next to me.

Was it taken into account by Sariel, who had no legs, that a chair was available beforehand and was urged to sit there? It's a gold-silvered, luxurious chair to look at, but perhaps, some restraint effect is planted.

Whatever it is, Koitz has enough power to pull back the war situation by himself, a monster called the Apostle. Bring him to the king's sight, so be on your own guard.

"But when is this cute little girl dressed as a pathetic, is she really the seventh apostle, Saliel? I was his opponent at the time, so I didn't really see the fight."

Saying yes, but I thought I was a little upset here.

Speaking of which, did something happen to you that would prove Sariel to be Sariel?

"This daughter is undisputed, an apostle"

But unexpectedly, a help boat goes in.

"Hmm, well, if my dad says' I saw ', I guess so"

It was King Leonhardt who was sitting and piercing his silence who affirmed that Saliel, a wretched missing girl, was the apostle only for this appearance. When you're about this guy, you already know the signs and the atmosphere, and you know exactly what I mean.

"If the daughter decides to be an apostle, she must decide what to do. You can't be too interested in chatting, Prince."

The King's immediate apostolic certification brought such a voice to life.

The spokesperson is the white Bafomet grandfather I saw at Fortress Galahad. Leading the third squad, 'Lampage', uh, sure, was it General Gezembourg?

General Emelia, Simon's sister, is invisible on this occasion, although most of Sparda's generals tread in alignment. Isn't there enough time on the boulder to gather all the generals?

There is, however, a good number of people between these thrones, although it is not speaking. In the upper echelons of the Spartan army, I can see a lot of Osama, Jii, who looks great like a civilian or minister. After all, he said he caught the apostle, and I guess he's got a lot of attention.

"Well, don't be in such a hurry, Mr. Jii. You wouldn't even be so wary of such a flighty girl opponent. Most importantly, he's already lost the protection of the White God. You mean you can't use that monstrous force anymore?

"But you can't be alarmed. Even if you lose your cover and lose your limbs, if you don't cut your throat a thousand times, you'll come flying."

Seriously, you're right about that, General. Even the next day, when you lose your arms and feet, you're like barefoot a big armored bear.

"Ha, that's a big deal. So, Will, what do you want me to do all the way out here and ask for? No way, I just came here to pluck the bounty. Bye."

"Yes, of course, my brother. However, I am only in a position to defend myself. First of all, it's the muscles that say what you want."

"I see, you don't. So, Adventurer Chrono, come on, say your wish."

Here we go, finally, it's my turn.

Take one deep breath.

If I'm bad, my spear could fly the moment I mention this. At times of need, hold Saliel and escape immediately.

All right, mind's ready. And then be wild. Be mountain.

"As a reward for discussing the Seventh Apostle Saliel, I want her as a slave"

There's no going back, short, concise, I did run out of words.

But the throne room is quiet. It's like everyone's still waiting for my word.

That's crazy, maybe you didn't hear me. I don't think it's a wack that whispered so much...... could it be a bad flow if I don't say it again?

"Oh my God! Something like that, you can't possibly be forgiven!

It was General Gezembourg who raised his voice to blast my concerns. The cry echoes between the wide thrones, while the twist rises from the surroundings.

Good, I don't have to say this hell of a dialogue again.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"You know what, it's Chrono, the adventurer. No matter how much you merit this battle, what you say on this occasion is not a joke and a delusion!

That's right, that's right! and a voice of consent flies out of the field, like a yaj on a congressional relay. I expected the opposition to fly, but no matter how much, isn't it impossible to turn this flow back, Will?

"... be quiet"

One word of the king reigns over a place that becomes noisy in Russia. Then the silence was restored between the thrones, as I struck the pitari and the water.

"Chrono the Adventurer, your wish has certainly been heard. and how, Ike."

"Well, well... I was wondering if it's a lame story to send slaves over, no matter how much."

"Gezembourg"

"Ruri. Given the apostolic danger, it is very acceptable. Above all, there has never been an example of an enemy general wanting to enslave her."

The two of you are right everywhere. In fact, I think so, too.

"Heh heh heh heh heh hah!

But there is one man here who disagrees head-on with this obvious de facto theory.

"With no precedent, etc.! This is a phrase that I do not believe to be a discerning General Gezembourg. Neither my brother nor any of the brothers gathered here will ever notice!

Flip a glorious red cloak, spread your hands and Will will raise his voice softly like a solo stage star on stage.

"Be good, Will. Tell me."

Then, thankfully and gracefully, he thanked his father, and then Will began to talk.

"Oh, it's utterly lamentable. How can you forget our glorious Sparda, its founding myth, while so many faces meet together!

What are you talking about all of a sudden? Coz, a gaze like that pierces me. My brother Eisenhardt, too, has a slightly subtle look on the boulder.

"Sieghardt, the first sword king to build Sparda in the land, and his first queen Eleonora. There will be no strangers here as to how they were united."

"... Mr. Chrono, you know what?

"No, I don't."

I'm a little relieved by Fiona's voice whispering and whispering in my fucking ear. There are three people here who certainly don't know the founding myth of Sparda. You're a party, okay?

"Come on, Will, no way you..."

"Oh, no way, brother! Sieghardt, the sword king, at the time laid down Princess Eleonora, sung as Princess Crimson Sword, the princess of a small country that ruled the land, in a one-on-one duel, making her a slave to herself, thus building a sparda here!

So you're saying you made the princess your thing and took it over just like that? That's a hell of a story, dude.

"As Prince Wilhardt, Prince of Sparda, such a thing is said -"

"What, there is no need to delude ourselves over this period, General Gezembourg. Whatever the story of the two spinning men afterwards, the fact that a man named Sieghardt enslaved a girl named Eleonora as a result of the battle, as described in the history book. Above all, my father, King Leonhardt, will prove that this is true"

"Ah, the king's protection is Sieghardt, isn't it"

"I see, is that what you mean"

I manage to keep up with Fiona as she talks to her in private.

Perhaps King Leonhardt also exchanged words with Sieghardt, who became God, as I would chat with Mia properly.

"In other words, it makes sense that those who have defeated the enemy general alone have the right to receive that figure as a slave, in Sparda!

I won, Will, saying it with a look like that. However, the upper Sparda facades did not seem weak enough to be drunk by the momentum.

"Isn't that an expanded interpretation of mythology"

"Nowhere in Spartan law is there a clear culture and no guarantee of rights"

"Well, isn't that just a cliché?"

From the outfield, precise objections fly in for 10%.

"Prince Wilhardt, I think you all have a point."

"Hmm, the point is, it's a right without a legal basis, right?

Even if General Gezembourg asks on behalf of him, Will won't be able to afford to just say that the question is assumed.

"So, I ask the other way around, is there a law that explicitly forbids that you should not enslave the woman of the enemy general? Who, of course, remembers the statement to this effect in ancient law?"

"... because it is not forbidden, is forgiveness not a reason, Prince?"

"Come on, General Gezembourg is bad for you, too. Do you treat me like a child to give moral lectures? Sure, I'm still a student - but 'don't punish me not forbidden by law' is a word I learn even in my first year of civilian-course. Naturally, I have been taught that way by some of the best seminary teachers."

I often dive a net of law, I don't know what to say, but that's a subtle grey-zone thing about whether or not you're subject to punishment, "You can't do that!" and that it cannot be so easily punished with personal subjectivity. The law is everything that says there. Think in common sense, or something like that doesn't work.

"Will, you, you've been here since you checked it out."

"As far as I can as a student, but... at least, I'm sure, brother. There's no legal basis for turning down Chrono's demands on Sparda as illegal."

"Hmm, so on the contrary, what about a handsome precedent or something?

"Where it is most widely known, there will be a punishment for forcing criminals to engage in forced labour as slaves in the country. No matter, there's no distinction between men and women in this."

Forced labour sentences, I see, are there such things? Will I be made to work in a Mithril mine or something?

"There will also be scattered precedents in which nobles and knights, as hatred, have admitted to selling off their enemies after they have fallen into slavery. This will prove above all that a crusader can take his opponent as a slave."

"I see, well, I've heard stories like that too... what are we going to do, General Gezembourg? Oh, hey, I don't know if this flag is a good color."

"Please wait, this is an easy decision to make -"

Perfectly theoretically armed Will and a general who won't eat down inside. This prolongs the debate, what an arrowhead I thought, abruptly the end comes.

"Good, let's fulfill the wishes of Adventurer Chrono"

King Leonhardt affirmed that all of a sudden.

Of course, Prince Eisenhardt and General Gezembourg open their mouths, but before they say anything, King Leonhardt controls them with his gaze.

"but impose some conditions"

Well, that's right. May they not say anything very unscrupulous, and with pitiful prayer, I looked straight into the eye with the king, desperately disguised as calm, with a sharp eye.

"Prove at the Temple of Pandora that Sariel was granted the protection of The Dark Knight Freesia. Then enter into a pact of subordination with the proper ritual."

For starters, what about the usual conditions? I was going to do that from the beginning, so of course I got this.

"There will be no disproportionate interrogation, but I will have the information about the Crusaders testify as far as I know"

Copy that, too. Sariel has nothing to hide about the Crusaders at the earliest opportunity.

"Finally, let us participate as our soldiers in the next war with the Crusaders."

"Ok...... but is it really good?

Unexpectedly, I ask back. It's not like you wouldn't imagine how much damage an armed Sariel would suffer if he worked treachery out of his own army.

"The daughter has mighty power. It must be a great force for our army."

No, that's not what you're asking...

"I said to myself, I will enslave you. I'm sure you're confident in Sariel's power."

Well, if that's how they say it, there's no way they won't answer.

"Yes, you can definitely rule over Sariel and see"

"Fine. Then we will be able to negotiate a war with Adventurer Krono."

In that proclamation, Prince Eisenhardt and General Gezembourg, who had said something after all, all showed their willingness to acknowledge "as His Majesty says".

Whatever it is, I'm really glad the story fits in in the best possible way. Now it is a relief for now.

"Ugh, Father... I didn't know you were going to wrap up the story in a good place when you said it was going to be my show..."

Most of all, Will was dissatisfied if he didn't argue.