Kuro no Maou

"- I am the Kingdom of St. Avalon, the Eighth King, Maximilian Mia Avalon"

I was born a king.

The legend tells us that the same black hair and red eyes as the ancient demon king. It's already a miracle just to have this color that is rarely expressed even in the immediate family.

"Mmm, its black ancient armor (enchanted mails)...... undisputed, Avalon is the king's armor!

"It's more like recklessness than bravery to come single-handedly to such a frontline (Tokoro)! This is your chance to get fired!!

And I have the power to give back the foolish elephants who blade into the blood of the most venerable Ellord.

A treasure handed down from generation to generation to the Avalonian royalty, The Armor of the Demon King (Ellord Gear). Only this me, among the kings of history, can activate and use it. Perhaps I am also the only one who knows the official name of this armor: 'RX-666' engraved on the back of the helmet.

"- Gu Ha!? then, stupid...... my knights, just, to one......"

"Hmm, Sparda's barbarian flair makes me laugh with the Knights. If only you were caged in Mount Galahad... you would be rewarded for stepping foot in the holy kingdom, you filthy wild dogs."

This is the street once I get out on the battlefield. Build a mountain of corpses and shed rivers of blood. Give your enemies merciless slaughter and glorious victory over your allies.

Hundreds of battles won by corpses. Our invincible Royal Army, embracing ancient legends - but I am not proud of it. Because it's all natural. I am the chosen one who was born king. It is the victory promised that is nothing short of my destiny.

"Welcome back, Your Majesty! This battle is also heard to be one of the greatest things in the world! The battle is rightly with the return of the ancient Demon King Mia Ellord."

"Back off, minister. Rest a little, nobody gets close to the bedroom."

After the battle, I also get tired of bouldering. This' Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear) 'drains a tremendous amount of magic just by wearing it. If a regular person wears it, he faints in less than a minute, and if this is exactly what we are going to fight for, he will be taken to the root armor and turned into a bone until his life force. It is, however, the armor of the curse.

But I always wear this armor. In time of war, in normal times, whatever. What I need is a helmet and armor that gathers fear, not a crown and robe that shows the throne. For a flock of sheep to rule the folk grass like this, and for a cunning wolf to follow his subordinates like this, it is necessary to see this demon king.

I can't show you my face or my body.

"... Phew"

In a dim bedroom with only one lamp on. I... No, I took off this heavy, painful armor and took a deep, sigh of relief.

"It's getting a little bigger again..."

What is in front of you is a huge appearance that can be reflected in more than two metres of armor without any extra space.

On that cloudless mirror is a red-eyed girl with just long dark hair with bad eyes like a wildcat. The skin is white so that it is clear because it does not touch the sun, but it is not very colourful because of the undecorative underwear worn by the goddess.

But lately, it seems like a valley is forming on the chest without a heart. I guess my body is still, growing up - as a woman, even though I'm going to be twenty years old.

"Well, look... if you're wearing armor, no one will know"

Yes, I'm a woman. I, Maximilian Mia Avalon, am undoubtedly a woman, the kind of king chosen by the ancient Demon King Mia Ellord, who became a pillar of the Black Gods. Because a real name, Maximilian is not a male name - no, I don't care. That's the name I threw away a long time ago.

"Quickly, if you don't go to sleep... I have no more body..."

Drink one gab of the magic restoration potion you received before entering the bedroom, and dive into bed slowly as you throw the empty bottle around. When I'm wrapped up in a warm, soft feeling, I usually fall asleep right away, but on the day there was a battle, my body isn't very sleepy, even if I'm tired, but my spirit is exalted.

And then it's settled, and all the memories are in the back of your brain.

"Oh, Maximilian... my son... I asked for Avalon..."

I became king when I was ten years old. The father was summoned to heaven the next day after the crowning ceremony, which officially gave him the throne.

That guy didn't recognize me as his daughter until the end. I was out of my mind, maybe you're right, but if I had been king for nearly a decade now, I'd understand some of my father's feelings at the time.

Ancient Demon King Mia Ellord was a man. At least that's what is commonly believed in this country. Therefore, the king deserves a man. A culture of male and female inferiority has been ingrained since the founding of the country, or in some parts of this country for more than a long time.

So naturally, my father wanted a son. If you're not a man, you can't be king of Avalon. The system of queen, etc. cannot be refused.

But the disconnection of my clan, which is supposed to draw the direct blood of Ellord…, is more unacceptable.

You must not be a queen. The royalty must also survive.

It was a half-natured stream for me, the only child, to take the throne as a man, as my father paranoid. I'm also one of those people who takes that for granted.

I am the king. A woman, with the exception of her gender, has a vessel that allows her to be a great king with a name in history. That would have been what I would have done if I had been a man, reuniting this Pandora continent and naming it a second generation demon king.

Most of all, under the precarious circumstances of falsifying gender and playing the king of men, I am not foolish enough to have the ambition of continental unity. At the same time that I am king, I also love this country. I must protect my country now, which has no legitimate successor.

It is my duty and duty as royalty to play king and defend my country, as well as my sincere desire. So, every day of constant struggle, but not hard.

"Huh, you just don't need to take a son-in-law, it's better yet"

At the beginning of my succession to the throne, what I was asked to do was produce a successor for the next generation.

If a man is born, the succession problem can be solved, and worst of all, even a woman, just like me, can buy enough time to send the problem ahead. Until I can have my own child, for now, if I play the king as Maximilian without difficulty, that would be the least I can do.

That's the kind of wack, the son-in-law selection started early, but this made it difficult to sail again.

The problem is that even if he became my husband, he wouldn't exist ostensibly. I mean, as a seed horse with no honor whatsoever. I did not see myself as one in our country, such as a man who is a nobleman worthy of a king and has the guts to endure the predicament of a respected man. So much so that a suspicious ancient ritual called for something more worthy than the other world.

But unexpectedly, the succession problem is solved.

"This child, undoubtedly, is your brother, Your Majesty!

I had a brother. My father didn't wait for me, it is the birth of my son.

It wasn't until a little after my father died that I discovered that one of the side chambers was pregnant.

Even if I could not have children, a perfect successor was born in this world. All you have to do is keep me acting like a king until my brother is quite old. With the biggest problem solved, I will finally live a smooth and full king's life.

The life of the people is clearly enriched compared to that of the Father, and while it is a one-touch warring age, national power is on the way to strengthening by boosting trade. Officials were severely punished for their misconduct, and the weak were given due recognition and promotion by virtue of their abilities, regardless of their status.

And more importantly, it protected the country from repeated incursions from other countries, sometimes backfired and also fulfilled territorial expansion.

That is how I became the finest king since my founding.

This I lead, the future of the Kingdom of St. Avalon is bright. This country will necessarily be a thousand years old kingdom that will continue to thrive until a hundred generations away.

"Hey, why..."

One morning, when I woke up, there was nothing there that was supposed to be.

"Why is my" Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear) "?

My bedroom, right next to the bed, was out of armor that I would always leave for immediate attachment. Not once have I taken my eyes off of this since I gained The Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear) right after I became king. When I do maintenance, I help myself with your blacksmiths and court magicians, and when I wash them, I wash them from my hands at the same time as my bath.

Impossible, that the armor disappears from my hand. There must be no. "Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear)" is absolutely necessary for me to remain king.

"Hey, you woke up, sister! Good morning. Well, so-so!

As if to bruise me wandering in my wake-up underwear, a voice that was terribly light, then leaving me young, sounded suddenly.

I don't even have to think about it as someone. Because there is only one person in this world who can call me my sister.

"I told you not to go into the room on your own! And I was king before I was your sister. Call me Your Majesty, you fool!!

With no armor, in a hurry, I turned yelling at my mediocre, extraordinary brother, who showed no talent as king.

"Oh, scary scary scary. The boulder is Avalon's black armor king and his feared sister...... but now there's just one woman in front of me. I don't see him anywhere, like the king."

"Ki, you..."

There stood a black, huge, armor, not a man like the representative of a spoiled boy with a hella soft grin.

"Ha, look, sister! You see, I can wear the Demon King's Armor."

"No, not at all, you're brilliant, Sire Maximilian! Again, you deserve this armor!

One man walks out of the shadow of black armor slapping a patsy and white applause.

"Minister, even you... what are you going to do with this..."

"I'm not the only one. Everyone is gathered here."

If you look closely, there were a number of familiar faces going on further back. To the ministers of the provinces that move politics, the Commander of the Knights of Kingsguard, who defends the kings and the country, and the Head of the Court Magic Corps, who performs the cutting edge of the ritual and magical quest of tradition. Surely there was plenty of 'everyone' here to rule the Kingdom of St. Avalon.

"In short, from today on, I will be king of Avalon! The original Maximilian name and this most powerful Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear) belong to me!!

"Ko, to me, are you going to turn the blade... no matter who you are, treason is no better than execution!

"Ha-ha-ha! This is different. The treasoner who, though he is a humble woman, threatened us, deceived the people, left wanting both his status as king and his honor, and defiled the name of Saint Avalon of Glory, would be you!

"Become... what..."

"Absolutely, this is why I was against it from the beginning. Tailoring a woman to a false king, etc... Thanks to her, this woman foolishly mistakes herself for a true king, and ends up with unwanted ambitions. I don't even know who she is."

I see that that is not the personal opinion of just one minister.

Everyone is looking down on me. Everyone doesn't recognize me.

Because she's a woman. Because I'm a woman? You mean from the beginning, no one, admitting I was king, etc., was there?

"Well, that's wacky, so you don't need your sister anymore"

"... who gives the throne to a fool like you"

"Ha ha! I thought your sister would say that. So come on, duel, let's do it"

Gashari, accompanied by a heavy metal sound, "Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear)" comes out one step ahead.

"In the first place, I wasn't there since the beginning, such as the king of women. Still, I want you to thank me for this honorable ritual of dueling without secretly annihilating it."

Oh, I see, that kind of muscle writing. Maximilian Mia Avalon, the Eighth King of the Kingdom of St. Avalon, was this fool's brother, not me. No one in the public knows who the contents of the armor are.

I can't do anything with it. Then how old the hell was he when he went into armor to serve as king?

But I guess Koitzla has a reason just to push through such impossibilities and pull reason in. I just don't recognize the king of women. That was too much to make things happen.

"... fine. Defeat me in a duel and I will give you Avalon's throne."

"Boulders, sister, for bravery! But even if he's awesome in his underwear, he's not scared at all. No, hey, maybe he's asking me out?

I come one step closer, one step closer, with so much inferior laughter that I wonder if there really is royal blood flowing. Below the minister in the back, the heavy ministers don't seem to be advising anyone of their stupid brother who will be the new king.

Naturally. Whoever wears' Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear) 'can't lose against a naked little girl with a round waist. Whatever famous sword I was equipped with, there would be no way to make this lackluster black heavy armor in front of me.

But that's only if the one who can use the 'Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear)' was the enemy.

"What's up, stupid brother? You don't mind? The duel has already begun."

"Ha, you don't even have to pull out a sword. I'll choke your heart out with these hands, sister!

Well, are you willing to fight properly, or do you even realize the duel is starting? Well, then, that's enough.

"- Eat it," Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear) ""

Just one word, so twinkly, my - yes, the only "Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear)" that swears absolute loyalty, responds to life.

"What, hey... what, what, you're not moving!?

As stiff as it is, 'Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear)' stops perfectly. Just before you put one foot on the floor.

But the real change is not that the armor stopped the movement.

You won't see it from the wearer, but sora, the black magic crimson has begun to float in the armor of genuine dark matter (Dark Matter). Output, full open.

"Ah, but ah... hey, I want to... it hurts..."

"'Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear)' is a demon-eating monster. It's just that if you just have the magic there, it's just bait for him"

Well, you wouldn't sound like a fool brother in the middle of being exposed to intense drain and squeezed out of his body without leaving any magic behind, such as my explanation. Still, let me dare say it.

"And most importantly, he's my thing. Know for yourselves what will happen if none but the king deserves it, my foolish brother."

"Ugh... wow!

As the unproductive scream bursts, the wearing of the Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear) moves into a form of liberation. Avala-shaped chest armor is gutted open, knocking out the undetected who have trespassed inside.

What was spit out before me was not the ugly corpse of your distressingly distorted little boy, but the wreckage of fragmented and scattered bones. It is a dry cut white bone corpse with one hair and not even a drop of blood left.

Kick the beautiful cuckoo that rolled at my feet and I return to where I belong.

"Hey, hey! Don't put that woman in your armor."

The minister changes his bloodline and screams, but it's too late.

"You said it. The rebels say there is nothing but execution."

Attachment.Startup. Output Stable. Battle Ready (System All Green).

Yeah, still, it calms down in here. My heart is much more at ease here than in a soft bed to sleep in.

"Commander of the Kingsguard Knights! Chief of the Court Magic Corps! Hurry up, work with both sides, and at all costs take hold of that woman!!

"Be prepared, traitors. I command you in the name of the Kingdom of St. Avalon and the Eighth King Maximilian Mia Avalon - all, die."

The events of this day have caused me great pain in how sweet I have been as a king.

Yes, a king is the only absolute one who stands at the top. Subordinates are those who just follow. It is a mistake in the first place to think that we should draw the will of both of them. It is not the king's idea, it is a shallow idea that is merely a representative.

Subordinates, and the people, only obey my life. A disposable pawn to take my will and make it all I want and wish for. Tools.

The king does not defend his country. There is a kingdom for the king.

That's how I was reborn as king. A true king. I don't commit treason or anything like that anymore.

"- I am the Kingdom of St. Avalon, the Eighth King, Maximilian Mia Avalon. Resistance is pointless. Adults, kneel before me."

How long has it been since that day?

If you notice, I'm in hell all the time. I haven't even returned to the royal castle in a while.

"Oh my... Avalon tyrant armor (Tyrant Maximilian), I didn't want to stretch the spearhead of aggression on our country so quickly..."

"Pledge allegiance to me and I will give you a thousand years of prosperity and peace"

"What prosperity and peace! You are just a tyrant, ruling the people with fear of violence and repeating acts of aggression without righteousness! My country will never obey such evil kings!!

"Foolishly, turn the blade against me... come on, then perish, you fool's land"

Keep walking down the path of a corpse that lasts everywhere. What I see in my eyes is a black-burned city with a bloody red sunset in the background. Why, wherever you go, all the same scenery is spreading.

"Welcome back, Sire Maxilimian. This expedition also sounds like our overwhelming victory. Look, the people are passionate about His Majesty's triumph."

"Long live His Majesty King Maximilian!

"Long live Avalon!

Where have the glorious streets of Saint Avalon of my glory gone? People, people, people overflowing the streets... why are they so mean. Why do you have such a frightened look?

"Oh, why, everything looks faded"

Everything in my sight stains red like rust, and the sound that reaches my ears always only sounds faint like a distant after-effect. It's been a long time since I've lost the smell and the feeling of touching my fingertips. Even my own talking voice is somewhere far away.

I don't have five human senses anymore.

But once it is a battle, a sharp sense of transcending the five senses is demonstrated. All enemy movements can be seen, any force bragging crushes the opponent and catches up with him no matter how fast. Whether the rain of arrows pouring down countless times or the magic powerful enough to determine the ground strikes directly, this armor will not contain a single crack.

You can't lose. As long as I have 'Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear)' on this one. As long as I wear this armor, I will remain the supreme king.

"Ha, ha... Yay... I finally caught tyrant armor (Tyrant Maximilian)"

"Don't be alarmed, the armor itself is intact. If any magic is supplied, we move again!

"Hurry up, get ready for the sealing process!

One day, I lost.

What appeared on the battlefield were the Knights of the nations I had destroyed so far. Did you form a coalition between the diaspora? What an army of haunted ghosts.

Enemies gushing inexhaustibly, as if they were resurrected from the abyss of hell. Surrounded by an overwhelming number of armies, our army was instantly annihilated, and I, too, drained a great deal of magic.

But no matter how many men are surrounded by just soldiers, it is easy to take them off with the power of this armor. I couldn't even escape because the enemy also had the same power.

"Still, well done, my knight Siegfried."

"No, it's all thanks to this," Armor of the Brave (Elsion Gear) "

It was a full body armor shining in silver. Think of it as genuine Divine Iron (Orihalcon), white and divine armor has a bright blue line.

A streamlined design as if wrapped in a beautiful angel's coat, opposite my armor, which mimics the Reaper of the Moon.

Yes, I was defeated by this silver knight.

"Stand back, I'll stab you in the todome"

"No, wait. Before that, nobody knows, let's worship the face of King Maximilian."

"A little, it's dangerous... okay. I also want to see the faces of those who have become such mighty enemies."

With a great sword of blue, shining, and a great shield like a polished mirror, "Armor of the Brave (Elsion Gear)" approaches me.

"Ya, Melo..."

Stop. If you expose your face, I will cease to be king.

Stop. You are the heroes who defeated me. If you call me a tyrant, at least kill me as your worst enemy.

Stop, I don't want to go back to being just a woman anymore. I can't go back.

"King Maximilian, its armor, let me forcibly release you - pardon me!

Silver Knight's Great Sword flashes. At the same time, The Demon King's Armor (Ellord Gear), which he never took off from that day, is released.

"What!? This..."

The last thing I saw was a mirror-like big shield of a knight, who looked like me.

Avara's chest armor opens wide and the interior of the armor is apparent to everyone's eyes. There's got to be a skinny white woman naked there.

"Well, nobody... the contents are empty..."

There was nothing there. Inside the open armor, it's just a galanton.

"haha...... fuhaha......"

Oh, well. Was it?

"I, Koso... Kingdom of St. Avalon, Eighth King, Maximilian Mia Avalon..."

I was already a fine king.

"My name is Motte... life cheats..."

Then let's do our last job. My, as king, last, most important mission.

"... Successor yo, come sauce"

Then again, how much time has passed. I feel like I've been asleep for a long time.

Sometimes, I wake up and think, discouraged. No, the successor doesn't show up yet. A successor whom I recognize, who deserves to inherit the name of Maximilian, who possesses the vessel of the king.

I touched this armor, no one, he's just like that stupid brother. I can't stand the harsh maneuvering conditions of the most powerful armored 'Demon King's Armor (Elroad Gear)'. A little, I just taught him how to use it, screaming like crazy, suffering, and at the end of the day only being boned and thrown out.

Oh, no. This is a thousand years later, there is no successor. Or has it been, a thousand years?

How much longer do I have to wait? How much longer do I have to wait to be released from the King's responsibility?

"... good"

Second, I heard voices. Same as always, a voice with distant aftermath.

"That's all right."

No, the man's voice, it was heard very clearly. I don't know when I've heard so many raw people by ear.

Consciousness awakens rapidly.

Open your eyes. Vision opens. There, one man stood.

"You..."

"My name is Chrono. I'll take that armor."

"Chrono... oh, it's you... I know, I know... brilliant, it's been a long fight"

Right, is that the name? Simple but sounds good.

"Face... show me your face... better, better,"

Apparently, to me in a position where I lie on my back, Chrono kneels in silence and looks softly - blah, idiot! Close! Your face is too close! You must be thrilled!

"Oh well, that color... Oh well, you mean..."

Kingslayer, haste and other emotions never come out. I feel like my voice has gone up a little bit because of my mind.

I can see clearly in my eyes thanks to Chrono's face that I should even kiss him as he is. Those dark hair and just one, but sure, bright red eyes.

"Fine, you are my successor"

Oh, finally, I found it. Now there's nothing left to remember.

"Well, then, from today onwards, you..."

Just before I gently tried to close my eyes feeling like I was falling asleep in peace. Chrono's hand reaches out. Turn to me.

Oh, hey, wait, you idiot! Come on, don't touch it!!

- It's my thing, Miriam.

The moment I was whispered, I hadn't heard my heart beat in a thousand years.