Kuro no Maou

- That was really helpful, Sheep.

"Hehe, not so much so, my husband!

I'm not exquisitely humble. Sheep shaking sounds on my head. Instead of being loud now, I calm down.

"If it weren't for you, it would have eroded the other way"

"It was already critical! No matter how many husbands, you can't be impotent."

Oh, my God, I didn't know the day would come when sheep would praise me. But, well, you're absolutely right. I tried to dominate by blackening directly from the front, my downfall.

From now on, it looks like you should secure one of the other emergency means you can use to de-curse (dispel).

Nevertheless, it is a mystery why the erosion power of blackening over here was strengthened by the shame of sheep. Sheep are a tool called the Globe of Curse in the first place, not a living person with a soul. Her power depends on the black magic supplied by me. So, even with sheep, it doesn't simply mean you get the erosion power for two...... but, anyway, there was definitely a handle that was usually doubled in power like the two of us did a blackening.

In fact, this is how he succeeded in blackening The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian), which holds a fearsome curse. Is this also the effect of evolution? No, we're growing up here honestly, I guess.

"By the way, Sheep, what do I look like now?

"Yes! New armor, looks great on your husband too!!

I'm even more concerned than the mysterious sheep's power, apparently in that I'm wearing The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian) at some point.

He is also wearing a helmet with a face guard that covers his entire face, but his vision looks quite open as if he were still bare. This breadth of vision is physically unlikely from that shape, but it's probably the effect of added (enchanted) magic.

If you lower your gaze like that, you can see a disastrous metal armor enveloping my body, like a soaring pitch-black wall, and if you stick your hands out to chat with sheep, you can see that the object is covered with a caged hand with a design that turns it into a murder weapon.

They're made of genuine dark matter (dark matter). This whole body armor, but wonder, my body can only feel the light weight as if it's wrapped around a robe. Now, even though it's an armor that's even bigger than my height, it's also a just-fit without making me feel any discomfort. Even the feet should be nearly ten centimeters long, but they also feel perfectly on the ground.

This wonderful fit is the same as the cursed weapons, but even the armor that wraps around your whole body without gaps is this, so you can say that its comfort draws a line. Unexpectedly, it feels like forgetting that you're wearing such a goth armor.

Well, that's why I have no recollection of when the hell I was swallowed by this armor. I'm sure this happened while I was fighting in spiritual terms, like losing a blackened confrontation or sheep awakening and doing a great miracle reversal. At that time, I couldn't afford to turn my consciousness to reality anymore.

However, it was not only by sheep's activism that they conscripted The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian). I made one discovery.

"I didn't know 'Demon King of Love (Overecstasy)' would be so useful..."

It was an instant thought to use this. When the sheep woke up, I only got a little room back. So, maybe if "Demon King of Love (Overecstasy)," which also has the effect of spiritual protection, it would be a little advantageous when conquering him, I don't know.

However, this fourth protection was more effective than expected.

Until now, I have only heard cursing intentions, resentment, with the exception of an exception to chat on my own.

That's what I see. It's just that I can see not only the grudging curse words, but the curse itself.

Maybe this is what the magic of the appraisal system looks like. It's a pretty big mess, but yeah, it's like watching Saliel's memory in reverse interference (backdoor), like that, and I can even see how it's a curse.

The girl who played the false king continues to fight without even realizing that she was betrayed by everything and turned into a tyrant and swallowed up by her own armor, and in the end she is brutally defeated by her enemies. She herself seemed to think she could have been king, but it was clear from how cursed it was to have come true in a distorted way.

She couldn't get what she wanted right, and when she died, she wasn't saved.

But that's over, too. As much as I want to end it, I can sympathize with that predicament.

Of course, it is understandable how many human beings she has sacrificed without knowing the details. She was undoubtedly an unacceptable tyrant humanely...... but if I wasn't a person of that era, you could want to forgive me.

With such feelings, I seemed the last part to be the source of her will.

Knowing how the curse went and what she wanted, I told her I would be her successor, without getting lost.

Regardless, I'm not going to name the Ninth King of a country that perished long ago, like the Kingdom of St. Avalon, and it's just an adventurer far from the king in the first place. Still, she seemed to see me coming this far and admit she was my successor. Or maybe I compromised somewhat because I was just one person who finally showed up after a thousand years. Sorry, I wasn't born noble.

Anyway, just ruling with blackening wouldn't have made armor perfectly tame to your body so far. If the blackening could have been solved at all, it would have been a dangerous situation that could have reversed the dominance even soon. But now it's stable enough to feel at peace in its comfort, as if it's my partner I've been using for years.

Maybe this is what it really means to use the curse.

In the first place, touching the will to curse is a dangerous act that I didn't even think I would do. It can be handled because it encloses doppy with its own black magic, and touching the curse intact is like holding bare hands without even putting the poison in a bottle.

But with this "Demon King of Love (Overecstasy)," I can stay sane and touch the will of the curse directly... oh, now I feel like I've cut a new frontier against the curse weapon.

"Whew! Congratulations, sir!

"Successor Approval. 'RX-666' Crown (master key) transfer. Chrono, registration complete"

Wait, I think I just heard something different.

"Sheep"

"Yes?"

"What's that?

"It looks like Mi's system voice."

Ask yourself what it is, but how can sheep answer sarah as a matter of course? As a matter of fact, can you rule more armor than I do?

If you notice, a window, separated squarely by a red line, floats in front of you. There, the line of ancient and thoughtless and indecipherable characters was displayed for a long time, with image quality as if it were now viewed through a completely nostalgic LCD screen.

"Is this also a function of armor"

"Uh, they can show you something different. That's weird!

A computer screen, or a super robot cockpit screen I admired, that's how windows open up in my sight. Should this be considered to be equipped with an advanced information system? This helmet, contrary to appearance, may be an unexpectedly precision device.

No, there would be more to care about now than the secret of such an unknown helmet.

"And you missed..."

"It's Miriam, so I missed it. Mi Mi is your husband's new servant, and he's going to do his best! What, what? Don't get me wrong, because if the king retreats, it's just a job to hide and watch over the new king... I'm telling you, you feel kind of busy. Don't worry, Sheep will tell you later Bishi!

"No, not that kind of guiding thing... I knew no. I'll ask you more later."

Apparently, the will of Milia, who was the previous owner and king, is firmly left in armor. I guess he keeps himself as a kind of undead because of his fusion with 'The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian)' while he lives.

A magician who undead himself and challenges immortality is a famous story that can also be featured in seminary classes. Being an undead monster while retaining oneself requires advanced technology in itself, but is not impossible. So that kind of guy appears on a regular basis.

But after a hundred years of all of that, he said, his self would collapse and eventually become just an undead monster or turn into an evil spirit.

Perhaps Miriam hasn't kept herself completely either, but as far as sheep interpreters are concerned, she looks fine for the price. How strong is Miriam's soul or is this armor awesome as a vessel?

"In the meantime, erase the mysterious description already. I can't see the front."

"Ho."

If I do it, I'll erase the screen that looks like a long term of use and my vision will return for now. I'm anxious if it says something about the contract that sucks, but it's just useless to display it because I can't read ancient letters anyway.

Nevertheless, with this full-face helmet looking like it displays an ultra-high quality display, there seems to be a lot more to hidden secret features than just powerful armor.

"In the meantime, it's my pleasure, Miriam"

By the way, the only reason I know the name of "Miriam" may be a little cheating, but it's nothing more than because I'm looking at her memory. I threw it away in becoming king, as a woman, it's her original name.

If she has already left the throne, you should call her Miriam.

"Yoi, o mae niha, sono name de hubukotosu"

Along with some mechanical audio, another, new screen opens up in view.

I'm not sure it took a sandstorm with the zer, but there, for sure, was a single girl appearance emerging.

Pretty girl with red eyes on her black hair, like a little twitchy eyes on Mia. Maybe he was really drawing direct line blood.

"Chrono, O Mae Ga Jin Mu Hado no Tip, I Ga Mi Shin Ketekrel"

"I'm not willing to stand up for the king... well, I'll do my best not to let you down"

"Wow, wow! Mi, how do you do that!? Sheep want to show your husband who they really are too!

Miriam's image closes gently. Sorry, my waste maid is so loud...

- Mr. Chrono.

Where sheep have begun to arouse selfishness again, a voice is heard from Fiona. Even over thick armored helmets, is it thanks to ancient secret technology that you can hear it clearly?

When I turned around, I saw Fiona with a longscepter (staff), Ainsbroom.

"Are you all right? I didn't think you were possessed by the armor."

"No, it's okay, Fiona. I have proper control - helmet release (head purge)"

Already, the basic function of this armor is in my head. It's just, you know, as soon as you actually wear it.

With one of my intentions, the helmet covering the entire head is unleashed along with the noise of crisp and gear meshing together. The body mounts around the back of the neck as the face guard of the scissors slides into the inside of the helmet.

As it turns out, the helmet ends up in operation with a procedure like removing the hood, and my face goes out.

"Apparently, you're safe. Mr. Krono, I didn't know you could rule so much armor."

"No, I would have lost if the sheep hadn't woken up. I was in danger."

"Sheep? Oh, is that Mr. Chrono's glove? Because it was grey, I thought it had been purified."

No, he's alive! I've been waiting for you to believe that sheep will wake up from the start!

From others' point of view, however, I would only hold such a degree of sentiment.

"But thanks for covering for Fiona, too. If I had walked straight into the store and taken my weapon, it would have been a hell of a war of attrition."

"No, that's all I can do, and I'm sorry. I'm sure if you were Lily, you could have supported me better."

So, is it a kind of self-infliction to dare give Lily's name? No, somehow, but Fiona is also trying to replace Lily, maybe.

Perhaps Lily and I will have another chance to see each other. But will she come back as a companion then, or will it be a lifetime goodbye... Fiona will now assume the worst already?

"Anyway, I'm glad I managed without any major damage."

"Ho ho, while flashly collapsing the face-to-face front entrance to our Moldred Arms Chamber headquarters, it's not a great deal of damage, is it?

Whoa, Moldred, were you there, too?

"You're back fast. I thought you ran away."

"Don't underestimate me, there's no way this nonsense will abandon the collection and escape."

Uh, yes, yes, that's right. "The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian)" is an extremely rare piece of equipment I've been after for a long time.

"But I must thank you to the Lord. Thank you for containing the outburst of" Tyrant Armor (Maximilian) "early. No matter how much this nonsense has caused all this noise in the city, it's going to be hard to get rid of it."

You, Sarah, you just said rub it off or something.

But I'm a little scared, so let's not go into too much and ask around. We're going to catch a glimpse of Sparda's darkness.

"Even I'm not just a wacko who did it in good faith. Look, the armor was completely intact and contained. All of a sudden it raided, and besides those wacky, unidentified people, there are no dead people. I've cured things perfectly, and I'll get a reward for it."

"Um, most of all. When Noh went wild, he was prepared to stop without breakage, but he came back unharmed, and he was constantly grateful."

It is through that there were no casualties.

"Come on, shall we give you the reward that the Lord desires? What, you don't have to tell everyone, you can see that."

"Quick talk, helpful"

"Heh, when I first met your lord, Noh said: He said he likes the curse weapon, but he likes those who use it more. It's not a lie, it's a true word."

Speaking of which, I feel like I was saying that. To duck in a scam, I thought you were just saying something convenient.

If that word is serious, I'm going to review the Moldred thing, a little bit.

"The Lord looked stunning, dressed in the legendary 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)'. No, apparently The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian) itself admits to being Lord about you. If so, will we give up this Vine Verts Moldred, Lord, 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)' -"

"Well, there is..."

Three hundred million clans.

"... 100 million."

"27,000."

130 grand.

"Yeah, not a guy who doesn't know the value of things, 250 grand."

"It's barely my bid price, 150,000"

"Think you can get 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)' with such a stiff money! 230,000."

"You've got to be kidding me, you've been watching me do a great job. 180 grand."

"Ha, okay, 200 million is fine."

"Oh, hey, Fiona"

"Um, there's a way, so let's hit it with our hands."

Fiona has forcefully decided to negotiate a fierce price for me and Moldrette. Another 10 or 20 million or so might have expired.

"Okay, Mr. Chrono. Shall we continue our date?"

"Eh."

Fiona trying to take my hand and walk out, as if nothing had happened. She does not hesitate to grasp her left hand wrapped in a gauntlet that is part of a hell of a curse armor.

"What is it?

"No, the battle for my life has just come to an end, but when you say so softly..."

A change of heart, or what?

"But we still have time,"

That's, well, yeah.

"Finish your shopping as planned -" Rock Shield (Terra Shield) ""

If Fiona waved a little 'Ainsbroom' to her left, she created a rock shield, a earthly attribute defensive magic, to push the rubble from the bottom of the collapsed front entrance, along with a shitty roar of gogo, to tear down as many tunnels as people could forcefully pass.

"What, are you shopping here?

"You'll be safe inside."

Even if it's a problem, it's a face that really doesn't know why I'm confused. Um, I knew Fiona was, like, ultimately my pace.

Okay, well, let's go in.

I snort half the time. At the same time, worried about whether the store would really do it in this condition, I turn my gaze to Chairman Mordret and ask him.

If Moldrette herself would have said, "To the boulders, today is not a good day", that would have given up clearly...

"Welcome aboard."

Let me say a few words of welcome, Moldrette said.

What is this flow? Could it be something wrong with my sensibility? In some unconvincing and complicated mood, I resumed my date with Fiona.