Kuro no Maou

"Oh... hey, what the..."

King Avalon, Myrialdo Julius Ellord, spoke a blatant word of despair as he looked down at the arena from the VIP room.

Until just now, Nell, my beloved daughter, was brave enough to see differently there that it didn't hurt to put it in my eyes, challenging the fierce knight selection finals... but now its best sunny stage has been destroyed by an intruder who suddenly appeared.

Beginning with an intense light across the city of Serene. What kind of powerful light or lightning attack magic is that? It engulfed the world only for a moment in dazzling white, emitting a great roar that rocked the earth shortly afterwards.

Some anomaly, an attack by someone, is too much to detect. The match was immediately cancelled and an announcement was made to begin evacuation. What the hell happened out there would make a scene in Russia, but it's not enough to panic yet.

Arena guards begin to call the audience for evacuation guidance and calm action, as per the arranged manual.

At the same time, Miriardo, sitting in the VIP room, was just about to take his seat and start evacuating, guided by a knight of escorts who ensured a safe exit.

Gawwwwwwww!!

Instinct, the more the soul stiffened the fearful body, the more groaning it rose, and Soytz appeared.

A huge black shadow, jumping in from a roof that's only half open.

Successful pitch-black giant. The right arm of the machine that wraps purple electricity. Red right eye burning with anger and purple left eye seeping with hatred. That appearance was the first horrible warcraft to be seen, but Miriardo knows who it is.

Its name is Chaossic Lim. Famous for being the most alarming monster here these days, showing up in Sparda and rumbling around the city state on a rolling basis.

And a presence where a brilliant knight of our country was supposed to hunt him down to the Great Lighthouse of Serene, where he would be the last.

Why did you show up here? Why, how. With all the questions swirling in my head, I can't possibly tell Myriad the answer or anything.

In the first place, there was no room for Miriardo or anyone else on this scene, such as just to calmly circle the thought.

The chaossic rim moves to take the lead.

The place where the monster stepped down, fortunately, if not in the middle of the arena, is not the audience. It is the outermost point of the scoreboard.

A huge scoreboard with dozens of meters of long edges is a magical device for projecting letters and pictures with light magic, used in game situations, appointments, announcements to the audience, etc. The appearance like a black stone slab looks the same as the stone tablet The Beginning of History (Zero Chronicle) at first glance, but the material seems to be different.

To the scoreboard, which now reflects the text of what calls for evacuation, Chaossic Lim tapped into his right arm for some reason. Ignoring the more than 50,000 people that could feed, why did you hit such a glowing tablet first?

The reason for this was evident in the next moment when the tapped right arm emitted bursts and violet electricity.

"- Wait! Your Majesty's evacuation is waiting! The exit path has been dimensioned!

"The door closed on its own! From this side, I can't disarm it!

It pops into my ear, the conversation between the knights. Then, the situation was obvious because of the confusion in the place, which I felt with my eyes.

Apparently, all the doors in the arena have closed.

A thick bulkhead, never seen before, automatically activates the aisle leading from the audience to the outdoors, sealing off the road. Artistically decorated, huge front gates, back gates, and passageways. All the gates and doors that had been offered to this arena from the beginning were closed.

The extreme is that the ceiling, which was thought to be incomplete, began to run slowly, little by little, but surely began to close.

If the ceiling is completely covered, it won't even come true that a dragon knight rushes from the sky to reinforcements. This will result in the Arena being completely isolated from the outside world.

I have never heard of Miriardo, such as how to operate the doors in bulk and even the ceiling opening and closing. The administrator of this arena wouldn't know that either.

Hard to believe, but a monster named Chaossic Lim knew how that nobody knew. From the right arm that rammed into the scoreboard, it is unclear what principle, but apparently it had access to an ancient magic system that would make the fighting field equipment operational.

That means that in less than ten seconds, the Serene Coliseum has been occupied by only one monolithic monster.

Chaosic Lim took the prey's escape and finally began to stretch its vicious forefingers.

"Ahhh! Whoa, whoa!?

Even though he wasn't attacked, Miriardo screamed. There is no majesty or nothing of a king, out of fear as a pure human being.

As Chaossic Lim finally jumped into the audience where he was about to panic, he opened his mouth wide open and began to devour the crowd with the momentum of shredding each seat. A human dance eater that sticks out of his head and escapes.

Stretch for more prey with your free hands while eating nasty, barbaric, scattered dogs everywhere. The right hand of the machine grabbed the boys and girls who put up support for the Imperial School. The demon's left hand captured a family with a young child.

The next moment, both equally disappear into the monster's mouth. A vicious agate with sharp knife-like fangs alongside a slack chews to become just a chunk of meat, without distinction between young and old, and drips it down with the dripping blood.

"Hih, hih... Yikes, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!

"Sire!"

Myriad's spirit seemed unbearable to the sight of too miserable a predation.

"Ugh... ok... the rest is ok"

Although Myrialdo has endured vomiting at all times, his expression is pale and full of sweat. The flattering middle-aged man's face cannot be said to be so worthy of a king of one country.

But whatever his appearance, Miriardo is still the real king. I know for myself that I am not an excellent king, regarded as' mediocre 'among the nobles and in the city well, but still, I have held the throne for decades over my father's king. I'm going to know at least what the King's duty is.

"Send out the knight of the escort... to protect the people"

"I won't! That's too dangerous, Your Majesty!

It was not the captain of the escort knight who raised the opposite voice.

"Good, good, Lord Arklight."

With his trembling hands up, Mirialdo tells him not to.

Its opponent is the Duke of Heine Ann Arklite, the head of the Avalon XII nobility. As well as myself, I was visiting the game to see what my child named Celis was doing.

"Your safety comes first. Under this unexpected circumstance, some sacrifices have to be stopped. I thought we should consolidate our defenses here with our hand-held strength and wait for the Knights to support us."

Speaking of power on this occasion, to the guards in the arena, King Millard's escort knights. Several other escorts accompanied by each nobleman, including the Duke of Arklight. Though a few guards of kings and nobles, everyone is the most elite from their duties. It doesn't mean total powerlessness.

But that's why we can also find hope that if we put all our power into it, we can quickly crusade the chaossic rim.

"I'm aware of the danger. But the rest of us can look no further at the massacre of the people in front of us -"

But it was a monster named Chaossic Lim who mocks King Mirialdo's knowingly hopeful English break.

Finish eating the audience within reach or the chaossic rim spit something out of it as he opened his mouth full of eyes barking.

The sole released like a brace is scattered throughout with Bechavecha. It was a puke, no, clear jelly object. It's like a slime, rather than just the texture and movement of the slime itself, scattering and moving around the audience.

And in the next moment, those bulked slimes took on the shape of big people.

It's like a knight with a face that's distorted by anger. All the armor covering the entire body has a pungent shape, and the chest and the like have a disastrous design that mimics Avara bones.

The flesh composed of slime has an elastic texture, but when the black mist drifted from nowhere together, it instantly turned into pitch-black metal armor.

What you hold in your right hand is a giant sword like a bamboo. And put out many chains of jalajara and pitch black from every part of the armor, and let them snap like tentacles.

What kingdom do you think there are knights like this? Or is it a people-shaped monster created only by Chaossic Lim in his own imagination?

Either way, it is obvious that a black knight who feels evil enough to make this nausea feel like a chaossic limb manipulated splinter or user demon (savant). That number, ten, twenty, or more.

With such numbers, the vicious Black Knight began a "hunt" for spectators who lost their escape in various places.

"... Your Majesty, there is nothing more here than to consolidate the escort than the opponents have been rolling out numbers"

In the unlikely event that you leave only a minimum of protection and entrust an escort knight to the Chaosic Rim crusade with a glimmer of hope, you are more likely to die attacked by that black knight before the monster is defeated.

I've been cursing him since he was a student, but Miriardo never resented his lack of force as much as he did today. Now I have that ruinous best friend myself...... if I had the power like King Leonhardt of Sparda. I would have taken the lead on this occasion and fought a terrible monster myself and protected the people.

"Ugh, um... Way to go, there's a..."

But that's just the same level of paranoia as a kid admiring knights and adventurers. All you can do is use whisper dark attribute magic is your power.

"But at least, expand the line of defense as much as you can, and protect one more."

Myrialdo sits in his chair without force, as if he were tired.

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It is now the captain of the escort knight who pronounces affirmation. To be precise, he has been deliberately nominated as an escort for the protection of this day.

A dangerous monster named Chaossic Lim is just around the corner of Serene. A candidate to take account of the situation and to protect the King from any threat, in case. That means the mightiest knight in Avalon, When viewed sideways with chirali, immovable standing is there, like an ancient statue.

White skin and white hair. With crimson eyes, great. A ruthless expression to the point of wrapping a silver weapon around its body and not moving one eyebrow even into the desperate misery in front of it. Should I say dolls rather than people?

I can't help but feel sorry for myself being protected by such a reliable knight. So much so that I could cry - and immediately after I patted my eyes, I doubted my eyes on the white shadow that had moved into my sight.

A familiar appearance appeared in the arena where evacuation instructions were given and were supposed to have become so deserted that there was no mistake in seeing it.

"Nell... still, no way... Nell, is it..."

A white-winged war witch was returning to the finals stage.

"Hey, what do you mean! Nell! Get out of there now, Nell!!

It was only shortly after this that the VIP room became a little confused in order to suppress the king trying to forget me and jump out into the arena.

"We have no choice but to defeat the chaossic rim."

That's what I cut out when I temporarily evacuated the arena and rendezvoused in the holding room at the Imperial School and Seminary, where contestants from both schools gathered.

I already understand the situation.

All the doors of the arena have been closed and now even the ceiling is about to be completely closed. What remains inside are the people of Avalon, who are more than fifty thousand, and the king's father, and some nobles. And us.

The knights of the remaining escorts on the scene are forced to defend themselves because of Chaossic Riom's rolling out of his horrible Black Knight minutes of body. Very, we are not in a situation where we can launch a direct attack on the chaossic rim.

"Will you help me?"

"Come on, let me handle it!

"Wait, you idiot. Why don't you just calm down a little bit and think about it?"

The first person I gave you a name for was still Kai. And it was also Mr. Safi who would stop right away.

"Nell, are you serious? There's no Nero or Shall here right now."

"But there's Mr. Kai and Mr. Safi, isn't there? And there's Celis instead of your brother."

"What, it's me"

Why do you look surprised there? I'm talking about Sellis, I think he's an important companion, so I hope he fights with pride.

"Do you have a chance?

"I don't know. Because that chaossic limb is a very powerful monster that knights from all over the country have also burned their hands"

Above all, when you feel its presence so close, you know. I'm stronger than any monster I've ever seen.

If we are to give a strong and close example, is it time for the ancient castle of Ischia? A parasitic monster named Throwsgill had become a powerful manipulator of both earthly and thunderous attributes in the midst of a stubborn large ground dragon greedgore. You have a similar point about having a subordination.

At that time, a good opponent of my abilities and nicknames, the legion of monsters parasitized in "Vicious Reverse Exile" could be exhausted.

Only Greedgore left after that struggled, but defeated him safely... that, how, who, defeated him? Sure, it's very strong, like there was one more adventurer.

Yes, I'm sure, that person knocked him down.

"To be honest, even full members of Wing Road are tough opponents. He's no match for the larspun we took down."

"Yeah, right. The right arm of the enchanted golem, which Mr. Safi stuck together, is also a very powerful weapon."

It's not my fault.

"Now I don't blame you for that."

In the first place, if Mr. Safi hadn't made Larspun me (Simobe), he wouldn't have been robbed by Slowsgill in Ischia. If you say who is responsible for the birth of the menacing monster named Chaosic Lim, there will be none other than Mr. Safi.

However, examples of me (Simobe), the necromancer (Necromancer), and the Summoner (Summoner) user demon (Servant), being taken, used, and so on by the enemy, are far from ancient times. The way in which that responsibility is taken varies from time to time and region to region, but at least in the urban states of Avalon and Sparta, all the demons of use are considered to be treated the same as weapons. This means that where the enemy has taken it, the holder is not responsible.

When Larspun's Me (Simobe) escaped in Ischia and appeared as a chaossic limb, Mr. Safi provided the Spartan army with all the information he knew, which meant that he fulfilled his full legal responsibility.

So, just emotionally blaming her doesn't mean anything.

And, myself, I'm not willing to pursue her responsibilities either.

"Either way, you can't just shut up and overlook it"

"Yeah, well, we're not exactly safe here, are we?

Kai is right, fight or not, but fight is no different to the danger we face. Then it would still be something constructive to choose to fight for.

"Okay. But the only people who can fight chaossic limbs directly are the three guys who are pretty squeezed, Nell, Sellis and Stupid."

"Again, I'm in numbers"

So how does Celis make sure it's natural?

"Can't Mr. Safi?

"Unfortunately, this is a game, so I'm the only one who's bringing him in for it. I don't have more combat expertise than I can get from the front with a chaossic rim."

No matter how much, Mr. Safi, you can't always walk with me all the time. The dedicated spatial magic (dimension) she keeps me in boasts considerable capacity, but still exercises me, I get somewhat squeezed.

The weapon is restricted by the Phantom (Virtual Arms), so that those in the class who manipulate and fight demons of use (Servants) like necromancers and summoners (Summoners) are subject to another restriction. Mr. Safi hated that restriction and dared not kill him, exercising me (Simobe) in unison, such as a spider that sealed his movements with yarn.

I deserve to be praised as a genius for my genuine quest and for the skill that I can bring to life because it's a game tied to the rules, that I can create each one exclusively... but this time it has become a vendetta.

"Performantly, it's a good place to deal with that black portion of your body. If this is the case, I wish Tar couldn't have stuffed it either."

"Well, the three of us have to do it."

"... no, Kai, give him about Safi's escort"

"Yeah eh!

"I don't want to."

"You say that!?

Even if you say you don't like it, even Mr. Safi will really understand that's the best part.

"With Mr. Safi's me, you can protect the audience to a considerable extent. So Kai wants Safi and, if possible, everyone else to protect him."

Me and Sellis challenging the chaossic rim, all the other players, are asked to go out and defend the audience. Everyone is a chosen student who can compete in the Knight's Choice, so you won't lose so easily, but it's still dangerous. It is also important to protect the lives of the audience, but they also make no sense if they cannot survive.

"But then you can't defeat the chaossic rim, can you?

"I'm sure the Avalon army will come to help you from the outside. Even if we can't defeat them, it makes enough sense to just buy time."

In fact, I don't know how long it's going to take, but still, now I just have to bet on the possibilities. In the first place, you are well endowed with the possibility of even marginal bets in battle.

"Chih, shah, I get it. I'll give it away this time, Nell."

"Thank you, Kai."

Because of this honesty, can you stay with your brother with a twisted personality? Actually, I think you're a lot nicer than me or something.

"You can't help it, I'll let you protect me"

And I knew Mr. Fusai was a bad person. Harsh on Kai is the flip of affection...... which is so cold I don't think. Maybe there's really no love.

"Well, let's go. Gentlemen, are you ready?

"Ha, we still know the role of knights as students. All Imperial School students, we will follow the will of Princess Nell."

Ohh! And a brave voice goes up.

"That's the kind of wack, we'll do it too! Get in the mood, you guys!!

In addition, a fierce voice rises from Sparda's players.

Everyone has already disarmed the Phantom (Virtual Arms) and switched to a real weapon.

For the Phantom (Virtual Arms) to be copied, the original real weapon must be stored in a case with dedicated spatial magic (Dimension). So having a copy means you're already wearing the real one, too.

In the first place, you can't possibly be able to reproduce the power of a powerful magic weapon, even with a real nashi.

Anyway, thanks to this, I didn't have to bother with weapons. It is painful for me, too, to command the boulders to fight with their bare hands.

"Celis, we're ahead of you."

"Ha, princess"

Next to a standing seris that should be called a white knight, wrapped around a silver armored helmet, I jump out of the holding room and start going back to the arena.

Running from the beginning with all our might, we run through the aisle as we see it and return to the stage of the final, which turned into hell.

"... terrible,"

I was somehow guessing, but the audience is about a third bloodstained. Heavy fighting is now taking place with the Black Knight on the defensive line that we have allowed to unfold in the audience, focusing on your father's escort knight, while the number of victims increases momentarily.

"That monster, I don't know if he's letting you carry people... what a mess"

The chaossic rim of purpose was majestically lined up in the middle of the arena, falling asleep, as if he had ordained this place his own twist.

Wow, and a dozen people, imprisoned by the tentacles of chains grown by the Black Knight, are brought to the place where they yawn greatly in swallowing. As he offers them in front of him, Chaossic Lim stretches his neck and devours them.

Almost flattening quickly in one bite, he threw up a blood-soaking gep and waited for his next bait.

I can also see Celis breathing into the brutal state of laziness. A wild monster does so lazily in the act of predation that makes anyone serious. That doesn't seem to embody cruelty that resembles someone else rather than wild instincts.

Yes, this monster named Chaossic Lim is uninterrupted and evil.

"I'm coming, Celis!

"Yes, Princess"

Run out at once. The Black Knight, who has already finished feeding, is back hunting to the audience again, with only chaossic limbs in the arena. Stay asleep as if you hadn't noticed, keeping us in front of the obvious wars.

Alert. Chronic mind. Is it also a highly intelligent late to have such emotions?

Either way, I have no shards, no mercy, no forgiveness. To a giant like a black rocky mountain, me and Sellis each fired their first blow, in such a way as to sandwich from left to right.

"" Set and thorough ""

"" Disease Wind Flashes (Sonic Elslash) ""

Strike in the palm bottom with high density, swirling magic at the flank of the blank. The black-black body surface, covered in sand and iron, is reminiscent of thick armor armor, but if it is' set and thorough 'to penetrate the magic shock inside, it can be easily crossed.

At the moment of impact, the sand iron armor flies, and its power as a pure palm bottom is offset. But the shock of the unleashed magic was supposed to pass through the epidermis and muscles beneath it, destroying the guts -.

"-!?

prevented.

The destructive power that was supposed to literally 'thoroughly' the flesh is played and scattered.

Vigilant of the counterattack, I immediately lowered.

"Ku... fur with reflection (riffcleat), is it"

Zarazara and sound, the armor of the bounced sand iron is restored back to normal. What I saw from that gap was bright red metal gloss dazzling, fur.

The ability to "Reflect (Rifkleto)" resides in my right cage hand, "Red Night," as well as in the Great Shield (Tower Shield) of the last Kingsguard Knight (Royal Guard) defeated in "Divine Extinction Realm Avalon". So there's no mistake in this.

The shock waves emitted from "Set and Thorough" were all bounced off by the fur with this reflection (reflex).

If it's just stubborn sand iron armor, reflex fur, or one piece of it, it seems like it can still be thorough...... in front of double armor with physical and magic defenses, both, the boulders have bad minutes.

"I'm sorry, princess. This one was prevented, too."

"Both black sand iron and red fur seem to cover your entire body. Avoid dark attacks."

It was only with absolute defensive confidence that the chaossic rim did not move.

It's licked, I guess, like this.

As a war witch, now that we're beating each other up on the front lines, it's time for bloody warrior men and others to say, "Don't lick it!" I think I know a little bit what it feels like to be so high.

"Celis scattered, I'll beat it"

If you know the trick, you have a hand to hit. Not really, I hope you don't lick humans.

"Ha!"

Seris, who immediately understood the intention, rushes out without hesitation. I'm a step behind and follow.

Foolishly, the chaossic rim stays asleep, as if there is no sign of movement. Really, it's like just a rocky mountain.

Celis leaps, like sharpening its summit. In addition to "The Thousand Mile Disease (Sonic Walker)," Celis, who also assists with the wind, one of his specialty attributes, gently descends into the universe, approaching the defenseless back of the chaossic rim.

"-" Whirlwind Breaking (Sonic Burst) "Huh!

Masterclass martial arts burst with wind attributes on board. An awesome shock wave strikes the black back of the chaossic rim hard, unlikely to have been released from the skinny sabel.

What I asked Sellis to do was first scatter the sand and iron armor responsible for the physical defense. As I think, the sand iron reacts to the awesome destructive force that has been knocked in, and sprays up into a dot-black splash.

Normally, the red fur, with its magical reflexes, had completely dispelled its damage, although it was fatally wounded with the pressure of beating every flesh as it was and the countless blades of vacuum that could be bounced.

So here's what I'm after.

Shortly before the sand iron armor is repaired, at this time when you are still seeing bright red fur, strike a blow.

"" Duplex/Wearing ""

Rolling out is the penetration of the hand, not the palm bottom. The shape with aligned fingertips is still the tip of the spear. Turn it into a special blade, with sharp killing power and the magic of internal destruction, just like "thoroughness".

Left hand is the one to use. "Aotearoa", which houses the absorption (drain) ability, eats through the reflex (reflex) effect of the fur and pierces the white dragon's nails into the back of the Warcraft.

- Gwow!!

At the same time as deciding on a light landing, the distressing squeal raised by the chaossic rim reached my ear.

"Sorry, it was shallow"

"No, it's just through, it's amazing"

Is a boulder something like a large monster in Rank 5? The flesh of the vegetables also boasts a tremendous stubbornness.

My fingertips succeeded in bursting compressed magic in my body, almost breaking reflections (reflexes) in the shame of 'Aotearoa', but that didn't get me to smash my spine and burst my gut.

At this rate, putting martial arts on Matomo is unlikely to be able to knock them off without stacking them quite a few times. Again, unlike people, monsters' tough vitality is threatening.

But even just one shot seemed powerful enough to wake up a chaossic rim.

"Awesome killing... Attention, princess"

"Yeah, looks like you're finally getting serious"

Gallu, and leaking a fierce groan, Chaossic Lim rises up snuggly. The wounds on her back, which pierced her hand and made her bleed strong, immediately began to gather, sand iron blocked her off and quickly came back to normal.

The chaossic rim, which rose in that way, put its winning arms on the ground and turned to us.

From the right arm of the enchanted golem, Mr. Safi stuck together, bursting and violet electricity scattered violently. Larspun's native left arm rises bright red aura like a melamera and a burning flame.

Red and purple odd eyes flare our angry, vicious eyes and shoot us through.

Awesome intimidation and killing. If you're a regular person, you'll faint just because you're stared at. I, too, am about to tremble in nature and hands and feet before the signs of that too mighty and terrible warcraft.

But I will not be afraid. Never, never leaves.

My name is Nell Julius Ellord. This first princess of Avalon, who bore the duty to protect the people, royalty.

"I will protect you all."

It was then that the determination of immortality was consolidated and that a showdown with the Zazah, the Evil Warcraft and the Chaossic Lim was about to begin.

"- Uhhhhhh!?

Suddenly, something black came down from the sky.

Sole dived through a critical gap in the ceiling that was about to be completely closed, and landed right in front of me, just halfway with the opposing chaossic rim.

Awesome sound and shock, as if even meteorites had fallen...... but I feel like this black meteorite would have made people scream if I hadn't heard it wrong.

"Whoa... hey, that hurts... have you had too much unscrupulous acceleration..."

From beyond the sprayed smoke, a black figure appears.

"Huh!?

The moment I look at that silhouette and hear a guy snap a little pitiful, the shock runs all over me like a thunder fell. A rapidly rising beat. My breath gets rough.

Why, why not? Who is this guy?

"Who are you!

Seris standing right next door uttered, sharp to whoever voices, I ha regain consciousness all the time. But the beat that thrills me doesn't subside, and it doesn't get hot and builds up, as my whole body did with high fever.

Oh, what the hell happened to me?

"Wait, I'm an adventurer! I followed the chaossic rim, I rushed!

"I see you've created that body by mimicking you."

With Celis pointing it out, I finally realize. The emergence of the adventurer who emerged has the exact same design as the Black Knight, who is now truly rampaging around in the audience. Horned face helmet covering his face in disastrous all-body armor (full plate armor). The color is also black, so if you suck, you're going to mistake it for a split body.

But what I can't help but wonder about right now is the contents of that hidden armor helmet.

I want to see it.

There's so much craving I can't help but gush from the depths of my chest.

I want to see his face. I want to see his face.

"I'm..."

"Dangerous!

I was completely delayed in noticing that move because my consciousness was so far off.

At that moment, a chaossic limb burning in anger was coming from behind the adventurer of the Black Knight.

Not to mention cowardice. There is nothing wrong with us having such a monster in front of us and chatting for a long time.

Chaossic Lim has huge arms looming on his defenseless back with incredibly quick steps from that giant. It's too fast. It's moving now, and it wasn't the right time to put it in the help.

"" Demon King of Fire (Overdrive) "-" Darkness ""

A hell of a sign of a curse, running through your whole body. An evil aura, painted red and black, was blowing in front of me.

- Gah!

Doubt my eyes. A giant chaossic limb dances through the universe. No, I was blown away.

At the same time that that black knight was surrounded by a flaming aura, similar to the left arm of the chaossic rim, he unleashed his martial arts without turning around, with a huge sword like the one he was carrying in his right hand.

That's how painful the counter became and the chaossic rim beat him down, indicating that his gigantic body rolled gobbly to a few dozen meters away.

"... you're brilliant. I see you as a famous adventurer."

"Not really. Alone. Then he's unlikely to win. I'm sorry, but can you help me?"

Yes, and I felt like I was a good slave to him, and I wanted to respond instantly. But at the critical point that came out of his throat, the words stop. Be aware of your freakiness.

Weird. I'm weird right now.

Dokun, dokun, and the beating noise is loud. My gaze was only concentrated on his face, wrapped in a helmet on his face.

"Welcome, assistant knife, thank you. I'm Celis from Imperial School. Celis Ann Arklite. May I ask your name?"

"Oh, my name is..."

I know. I know that name.

But how... I can't remember.

- It's Chrono.

"Chrono, …"

Crushing its name, it is engulfed by a strange feeling that is not even mentioned. I don't know, this feeling.

So excited that my heart is about to burst. Relieved enough to likely put you to a restful sleep. Conflicting emotions contradict each other. But they do fill my mind.

Because the name, it sounds so familiar, I'm used to calling it, I miss it... and, oh, why, why... it's so sweet, I can't stand it.

"- Princess!

"What, yes... Celis?

The thought seemed too haunted by the depth. Called out loud by Celis, I finally regained my sanity.

"I can't do it under this circumstance. Work with Lord Chrono, the adventurer, to discuss the chaossic rim. Nice to meet you."

Reply to the words, but somehow. The reason I say no is nowhere. For a reason, I'm sure, I can't say no.

What spreads across your chest is a sense of expectation as young and innocent as a child.

Sowa Sowa and I spoke up to Mr. Krono, the adventurer, who would be a bona fide collaborator, as if I had returned at a very young age when people were still intensely familiar and very shy.

"Ah, ahhh... Chrono, mr..."

Quiet, his gaze is directed at me. I didn't say anything, I was waiting for my word.

Rapidly rising tension. Just one word, just exchange greetings. That's all, but I'm not sure I can do it well. My head is turning white.

But I have to tell you. Come on, something, I have to tell you.

"Phew, I'm a bummer, thank you!!

Even myself, I didn't know what I said, well, I didn't know.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Nell"