Kuro no Maou

"Wow, the chandelier suddenly falls off, it's dangerous."

Having made a grand admission from the front, we were struck by an incident where a chandelier suddenly fell overhead in the middle of the entrance.

Heavy metal chandeliers don't hurt if you hit them. Physical attack power. At first it was the mansion's equipment, or equipment, and the lighting that hit it, so I felt like I could beat it and pay it off, so I stretched out my left arm and caught it.

If it weighs this much, you don't have to rely on The Demon King of Fire (Overdrive) to take it enough. It would have been easier with both hands.

"It's been quite a few years since it was abandoned."

"We have to be careful not to lose the floor."

Again, recognizing the horrors of an aging ruin, I gently left a sprinkled design chandelier on the floor of the entrance hall like a tsubo entangled.

"So, how do we de-curse it?

"Look for the resentment of the Baron that is at the heart of the curse. Perhaps you look like an evil spirit."

That's easy to understand. Like we're talking about a curse, we're going to take the baron and get him out of the mansion.

"It's a corner, so why don't we go around the room from the ground floor in turn"

"The Baron's place is eye-catching... but right, let's just keep it all going around"

Now, let's see if this is really the property we need to live in.

"Well, let's start with the dining room there"

"Oh, from here on out, let's not get caught off guard because the curse may attack us"

That's right, and Fiona and I tightened our minds and we stepped toward the dining room on the left.

"Ko, this is haha!?

It was not a desolate and dusty hall, but a lovely dining room with a lovely scent of breakfast.

"What do you mean, there's food lined up?"

"Simple menu, but looks delicious"

I wonder if Fiona will start eating about her seat as it is, so perfectly the breakfast is lined up with unevenness on the long table.

A pile of soft looking white bread served in a bucket on the main grilled eggs and smoked meat. From the soup filled with a flat plate that was dull and eaten with a spoon and the cup filled with clear red tea, the hot air rose dramatically, indicating that these dishes had been freshly prepared.

An atmosphere where sleeping aristocrats are likely to come for breakfast.

This is definitely a museum that has been abandoned for over a decade... but it's kind of like talking about a ghost ship. It's ready, there's no one else.

"What are you gonna do, this..."

And the next moment I was surprised to see the dining room, a knife and fork lined up at the table floated up and flew towards me and Fiona. Sounds like the Devil's Sword (Sword Arts).

"Phew."

Let's avoid it, let's slap it off, where I'm worried for a moment, Fiona hit the lead and sprayed the fire.

There is no magic wand or anything, it's just that when you get a small breath of "Phew" from your mouth to breathe gently, that's all the red lotus walls appear in front of you.

Before the fiery shield of flames, the knife and fork that jumped in from the front were unlikely to extinguish charcoal.

"It's a junior illusion."

"Oh, if you ask me...... right, this is an illusion"

If you look closely and observe, the refreshing morning dining room scenery goes black and distorted. Once I realized that, I could only see one room there in the desolate ruins as I imagined.

There is not a single dish of dishes that can be made on the table, only dust falls down and the candlestick with the extinguished fire is placed on it.

"Especially since there seems to be no abnormality."

"Next."

Is the curse on the hall still meant to be a light jab, too? Only the power of a weak curse, especially like you're unwilling to kill, was seen in this dining room.

"Apparently, the ground floor is no big deal"

"Right."

The exploration of the ground floor ends well. There are no strong enemies to highlight, no brutal traps, etc.

At best, the lamp that was in the hallway was suddenly flaming and so much so that the armor helmet in the reception room moved out.

Even if I'm not an adventurer gear, I don't wear a single burn where I've been sprayed with fire for a little while, because I wear The Protector of Pale Flames (Nanablast Amulet). Of course, if Fiona is good at handling fire attributes due to the momentum of her flame tolerance as a human being, then just flames are less irritating than cold blisters.

Me and Fiona had nothing to do with the flamethrowing, and we just went through the hallway without taking a bath. More than my own body, I only thought that if there was so much flame and no fire, if there was a burning mark on the wall, I wouldn't like it.

And then the moving armor is demonic when it's urlow, so I tied it up with a chain of demons (bind arts) and left it in its original interior.

"This carpet is kind of tangled up in my legs. It's dirty."

"Shouldn't we dispose of it within the present?

"Well, we'll have to throw this away anyway."

The dusty red carpet is incinerated and disposed of by Fiona on the spot. Fiona, who left no burning marks on the floor and only burned out the carpet beautifully, possibly with a little better magic control?

We continue our quest, secretly admired by her dexterity.

"Finally, it's the basement."

The basement leads from a tower stuck to the east side of the building. There is no other entrance.

"Yes, we know the structure in the schematics, but it still doesn't begin to be something we don't actually look at"

Fiona, whether she could do her workshop, went down the spiral stairs of the tower in a temper.

"Oh, really, it's pretty big."

Down the stairs, the underground passage stretches and there are several doors along the way.

"Looks like this is the wine cellar"

"That's where the torture room at the bottom came from."

Apparently, the rooms on the first basement floor were basically used as refrigerators and warehouses for use in the mansion. And the only underground upstairs room where the Baron was performing an evil sacrifice ritual, leading from the staircase behind the wine cellar, the sacrifice vault.

"Yes, let's go"

So Fiona stepped into the wine cellar in a spirit, the next moment.

"Whoa, the door's closed. Automatic doors."

"That's convenient."

The wooden door was shut for me, and the sound of chatter made me lock. Well, I'll be right back, so I'd better open up.

"Hey Fiona, is there any wine leaking out of the barrel?

"Anyway, it must be an illusion."

"Right. There can't be a single leak of wine from all the barrels."

If you notice, in addition to the stacked barrels, wine flashly like bright red blood erupted from the gaps and cracks in the wall tiles with Dovadoba. Wines are filled with wine cellars with more and more water levels.

But nothing to worry about. I'm already soaking up a jab jab and wine pond all the way around my hips, but I don't feel any water or air at all. No matter how real it looks, what it looks like is just an illusion.

"Oh, Mr. Chrono, this door, it's locked. Can I ask you a favor?

"Oh, I wish I could put the keys back on."

By the time he had come to the back door leading to the second basement, he had already sunk in the water with Gobo Gobo. But not so dumb as to drown in a wine of illusions.

I pushed the door knob forcefully through my reddish vision in the water of the wine and opened the door. At a time like this, it's convenient to be powerful.

When the door opened, you realized there was no point in illusion anymore, and the sea of wine was clean and completely gone.

Well, now we're finally on the second basement floor of our destiny.

"... Mr. Chrono, here, nice"

"Ooh... aah..."

"Oh, you're prettier than I thought"

"Ahhh... itai..."

I thought the sacrifice room at the end of the stairs was more bloody, drooling and horrible, and most of it was a colored sky. Only a clean stone wall in grey with no stains surrounds all sides.

Enough space. If this is the case, we'll be able to carry our bags and set up a workshop soon.

"Again, my point of view was certain"

"Taskete...... aah......"

"Well, that sounds good."

"Woo...... woo...... crucii......"

Apparently, this is finally something like a real deal. Fiona looks quite satisfied there, albeit with her usual faceless expression.

"Waaaaaa......"

"Mr. Chrono, by the way"

"Itaiyo... Itaiyo..."

"What?"

"Isn't this room a little noisy about resentment?

"I knew Fiona would agree...... I had no choice, lightly blackened and kept quiet"

For me, which blackened the whole Alsace Adventurer Alliance, it just doesn't bother me to dye up one room or so.

The gray stone walls quickly stain and cut into black magic as if they were smashed to think of black paint. That's how we repainted the walls, and then we left the basement behind.

"The only thing left is upstairs."

"Oh, it's already a hassle, do you want me to decurse it in the Baron's room first?

"Let's do that."

I also have trouble with things like noise problems caused by resentful spirits. Even me in the boulder, if I were to blacken all of this hall, it would take a lot of work and time.

If you exorcise the Baron's evil spirits first, you will no longer have strange phantom harassment or the furniture moving out on its own.

We'll be brave enough for the Baron to wait and push towards his private room.

Apparently, you sensed movement over here, too, and things rarely fly when you do it on the road. Pots that look expensive, including antique swords and other blades, as well as paintings in heavy frames. Other pieces of furniture such as dolls, big mirrors, chairs, etc. like children's toys flew normally and were quite dangerous.

Damn, it hurts when you hit it. What if I have a mole?

"All right, here's for sure"

"Yes."

Manage to get past the Poltergeist Festival and finish the final confirmation before entering.

I just broke through the locked door without hesitation to break the curse of the baron I wanted to wipe out.

"Cook...... yookoso, brave naru Guest yo"

Inside the room was a shadow of one man, wearing a silk hat and a swallow tail suit. The figure that wraps the dark, purple aura around his whole body was undoubtedly the evil spirit (Ghost) itself moving with the primordial magic of darkness.

"Kotgotok, my ga-test, super ethanoha. Brilliant da. You guys have sacrificed Tonardaro."

"Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts)"

The first must win. Baron Ghost seems to be saying something, but it would be troublesome if he was even chanted poorly and shot at offensive magic. It is auspicious not to give while attacking, but to beat it promptly.

"Ghoaaa!?

My unleashed bullet ran straight through, hitting the baron who is giving you a high theory. I was anxious to see how effective it would be, but like a physical full hit, the baron ate the impact of the demon bullet directly in front of him and fell on his back.

"It's a black magic very similar to darkness, so you can interfere directly with it,"

"He seems to be half real."

Fighting evil spirits has been since manoeuvre experiments, but approximate countermeasures have been established. The materialized evil spirits also pass through this physical attack, but all become powerful undead because they contain such intense magic that they form flesh.

The ghost of the baron, who is half materialized, could have evolved into a dangerous and powerful being, like Rich, if he kept leaving it like this.

But the Baron's ambition ends here today.

"Mr. Chrono, don't let him get away"

"Ooh, Demon Hand (Bind Arts)"

In such a way that I hastily get up and turn my back on an unusual baron ghost, I tangle it with jarring chains of pitch black. After all, Demon Hands (Bind Arts) are useful for capturing enemies.

The baron rolls down the floor again, restrained tightly all over his body by a chain of black magic that even ghosts cannot escape.

"I'll burn it down"

When Fiona leaves a step forward, she only has one index finger on her right hand, like a gesture that quiets her softly.

Then a golden brilliant fire lights at your fingertips. It feels like a golden candle.

"Phew."

And once again, lightly sprinkling his breath onto a golden fire, it turned into a golden flamethrower and struck the immobile baron.

"Ahhh! Idiot! Why, Conna...... najeeeeeeeeee!!

Leaving his ears screaming, the Baron's evil spirit was burned and purified by a golden flame.

"Oh, I think the atmosphere in the hall is a little lighter."

"Yes, this must have made it a normal ruin"

I don't know, I've been exploring like a little dungeon offense, and I'm starting to get a little attached to this hall, too. At first, I thought I was sorry for the boulders on the cursed mansion... but yeah, if it was purified this way, it wouldn't be such a bad property. Most importantly, it's cheap.

"All right, Fiona. Then let's buy this hall."

"Yes, Mr. Chrono"

I took Fiona's hand and, with great satisfaction, left the hall behind.

99.99 million clans. With a lump sum payment, I got my dream home.