Kuro no Maou

"Huh... this is..."

When I open my eyes, I see a completely unrecognizable sight.

In a wide circular arena, countless spectator seats surround you. At first glance, it looks like an arena. Is this also an ancient hobby, with an overall rose-inspired decoration? The walls surrounding the arena are stretched so intricately that the tsu intertwine as if even the magic formation were to draw, creating a beautiful and unusual atmosphere.

But the red monochromatic sky that spreads overhead still showed that this is still within the divine realm of Avalon.

"I didn't know it would take a metastatic trap... unconscious,"

Soon Nell understood the situation.

The moment I finally set up an assault on Lily, who showed up in front of me, the signs of danger I perceive from behind. It was too late when I realized it was shelling. While guarding, he was also successful in avoiding aggressiveness, but only artillery fire could be dealt with. Ahead of landing, I closed my eyes with the white light blinking at my feet - and now I finally remember that its brilliance was indeed a mirror-like thing that would transfer a circular magic formation.

Apparently, Lily put herself in a metastatic magic trap, trying to break up with Saliel. It's done, is it?

The presence of metastatic traps is famous. Few dungeons are actually installed and activated, but due to the dramatic magical effect of being instantly flown elsewhere, it is recognized as a classic trap in a dungeon known even to the average person, alongside pitfalls, falling ceilings, etc.

Although a small number of adventurers are actually experiencing it, Nell may also be one of the few experienced by dating his peers unscrupulously as' Wing Road '. In the first time, that's already a surprise... but in the second time, there's nothing better than just reflecting on "Shit".

But the status quo, both reflection and regret, which has already opened the edge of the war with Lily, must be put behind us and moved to immediate action.

The transfer traps of the dungeons are all confined within the dungeons as far as they have been confirmed. It will not be flown beyond the country or region, and the same will be true of this one, than it is activated by the same ancient magic device.

On closer inspection, he noticed a shadow of Shangri-La on the other side of the audience, rising high in serene coliseum. I still see it still within the vast base of Lily, no doubt about it.

"If this distance, would Mr. Fiona be closer..."

Seriously, I think about the shortest rendezvous, but Fiona and I are a little alone, and I don't think it takes a brake.

"No, given the dangers of that Mr. Lily, you can't change your belly on your back - eh!?

A staggered right hand played a metallic thing that was as hard as an arrow, no, combined with unparalleled hardness and speed.

If eaten alive, it seemed powerful enough to have a big hole in his torso, but only a weaker impact than the pebble thrown by the child can be transmitted to Nell's right hand wrapping around Avalon's national treasure, "Red Night" of Sky Dragon Palms.

"It's similar to Krono-kun's demon bullet (Barrett Arts), but it's not black magic,"

Bullets made up of real metal matter are unleashed. Finally, when I saw that the place I played was bursting and slightly purple electricity ran, I found myself ejected using the magic of the lightning attribute.

And Nell, who had already spotted the firing point, slowly turned his gaze there, despite the unexpected blow of an unstoppable shooting in his eyes.

"Accidentally hitting just one woman against a knight is too manipulative for a knight. But should Lily behave as she should?"

You've already been discovered and realized there's no point in hiding, or slowly a big black figure rises up from around the middle of the audience surrounding the arena.

He was dressed in blunt armor like steel, but his shades had no shine, and he was also in a completely different form of armor than the Avalonian knight, who had dealt with him many times on the road. Previously, the Knight Avalon was an armored helmet with the correct design, worthy of the image of a knight that also prevailed in modern times. But this one is uniquely constructed, not found in Avalon or in any other country, with streamlined armor on top of the perfect garment like an assassin suit. The helmet is also round full face shaped covering all of the head and the face is invisible.

And what you have in your hands is a long metal cylindrical weapon, like what Chrono calls a gun. First of all, without a doubt, it would be I who shot myself.

Both the armored figure and the weapon to be equipped were perfectly odd exotic, no, it should be called an ancient style, such an outfit, but for some reason, it had a traditional lump of Avalon familiar only to the long sword that was lowering to his waist.

It's a strange armed man, but there's no mistake in seeing Lily as an ambush lurking on this spot more than he's been sniping as if he'd waited before he was flown.

The opposing Grey Knight has set his aim on Nell, once again with a great gun, without any appearance of being upset by the fact that he was found out where he was and who he was.

"It's no use."

Sounds again, the tall sound of playing metal. Not one, two.

Double firing, no, simultaneous firing.

From the audience opposite the Grey Knight we discovered, yet another person came at the same time, shooting at the same gun.

"To this extent, it doesn't make sense to me"

The bullet unleashed by the second raider, which should have completely captured Nell's back, had been completely taken by the stretched left arm, the 'absorption (drain)' capability housed by 'Aoten' of 'Sky Dragon Palm'.

The steel shield also provides a power that is likely to penetrate, speed and thunder, all of which cloud-spray in front of the white dragon's nails, and only a small metal bullet that is just left as a substance rolls into the ground in vain.

Meanwhile, directed against the first knight, who was on his way to the side, is the right arm of "Red Night" as well.

It was an aggressive attack earlier, so I could only play it, but if I knew I was going to get shot, I could also fight back.

"If you're going to hold me back at all, you should pull that sword down on its hips."

It was not a provocation, it was merely a point of fact.

Because shooting at Nell is pointless. More than that, we were already in a situation where we could not shoot.

The grey knight's gun was broken. As the barrel twists, it's bursting.

Nell is not a wacko who unleashed attack magic in a counterattack. She just used the "Reflection (Reflect)" that "Red Night" lodges as it were. In other words, he bounced back the bullets that were shot at him to follow the same ballistics exactly as they did.

A jokingly destructive way that the bullet you were supposed to have unleashed jumped into the muzzle. However, if combined with the performance of Nell and "Sky Dragon Palm," there was also no creation.

"Cleanliness."

Did you really take Nell's word for it, or did you calmly decide that the shooting was pointless, the Grey Knight threw a broken gun down on the spot or ran straight out and jumped into the arena. That landing tone, one or two. The second person behind it seems to have made the same choice to challenge the melee.

In the center of the arena, against Nell, who stood as magnificent as the gladiator's king, the two challenging knights pulled out their weapons directly from the front.

The ancient armor helmet that they wore is exactly the same, and looks just like the perfect fit, as did their height and physique. The only weapon in my hand was different, although it looks like I wouldn't know which one if it were replaced.

The first grey knight is a long sword. The second was Rapier. Nell's sharp sixth sense immediately detected the anomaly the moment they each pulled out of their sheaths at exactly the same time, although the two swords only appeared to be commonplace, normally commercially available (normal grade), without any change of philosophy.

"Weapon of Curse, is it"

Thin and thin, but the giraffed steel blade is wrapped with things like black wax.

A sign of a curse so weak that it is not talked about at all, compared to the great jaws and swords that Chrono deals with, but the curse is still a curse. If it can be used, it is certainly more powerful than a lousy magic weapon.

I thought Lily had just bothered to let her subordinates have it, but I realize that things are a little different.

"If you think it looks familiar, that's the bearer (nameless) of the Curse Gladiator Games (Cars Carnival)."

Correct, instead of the word, seven more gray knights emerge from behind the two and climb into the arena.

I still uniformly look the same armor, but the bearers (nameless) in my hands are different.

Dagger, song knife, hand axe, battle axe, spear, halvard, trident. If you add a long sword and a rapier to this, it was undoubtedly the weapon of nine curses that Krono got at the Curse Gladiator Games (Cars Carnival).

However, it can be inferred that all nine have already evolved from unnamed (nameless) and become named unique weapons due to the fact that they emit a darker aura of curses stronger than at the Games, as well as subtly different blade colors, fine decorations, or sizes.

The moment they laid the blade of curse, each emitting a disastrous glow, their bodies swelled up once and for all. Magic or medicine in the physical strengthening system, no, Nell discerns that apparently the secret lies in ancient armor.

Some monsters, when they enter a state of anger or intimidation, cause their muscles to swell and their stature to grow more than twice. The principle would be something similar to that. What about clothes like assassin suits dressed under armor that swell instead of muscles and serve power assist functions?

"It's really me (Simobe) who reveals Mr. Lily's nature as it is, bringing out the weapon of curse to the living corpse (Living Dead), not to mention ancient fortified armor."

If my opponent is me created with necromancy (necromancy) of corpses without my will, I am sure that I will continue to fight in the last unity, without ever surrendering to my enemies.

No fear, no pain, keep moving as long as you have magic, the sole close to the ideal soldier - that's why it's troublesome. From Nell's mouth, one heavy sigh of sibling gave way.

"As a war witch, let me purify your abominable body."

Thus, Nell began the 'work' of smashing Lily's dolls, which had nine bodies, in turn.

"Phew..."

Exhaling loudly, Nell unraveled his remnants. Nine tragic bodies roll a little in the arena. The more apparent death at first glance, the more severe the damage.

Because undead monsters do not feel pain, they do not frighten with some scratches, and if they are to host more advanced surgical techniques, high density magic, etc., they may continue to move even when poking at steeples. It's Theory in the game against the undead that damages and defeats the minds more than usual.

Totally intact, no wear and tear, I could unilaterally clean it up, but Nell's inner mind isn't very calm.

"You've spent a little too much time"

foothold, in the sense that they did that role beautifully, it could be said. With his cursed weapon and fortified armor, and then his temper and guts, he succeeded in taking Nell's time away.

As if to glorify their good fight like that, patsy, and a small applause sounds.

No matter, it's not Nell.

"Well done, you guys."

Looking back, there, the red shining fairy girl descends.

"Mr. Lily."

"It's your turn at the end, Nell"

"... the last?

"Saliel and Fiona have already cleaned up. So you're the last."

Such an idiot, too soon. On the other hand, I think it's probably not impossible, though, considering the time I've consumed here and now.

I got stuck on a metastatic trap, but what if that was an instant death trick? Well, this is Lily's stronghold. Not what other vicious traps there are, I see.

"Really? So you're so tired, Mr. Lily."

But Nell won't be able to afford it before his buddy's defeat.

Lily remains as beautiful as she was when she saw it earlier, not to mention injuries, and not a single stain. But the signs of magic you feel are clearly weakening.

Nell knew the colour of fatigue that could not be hidden, even if it was repaired with a soot face.

"Don't worry about it, it's not a big deal."

"You can afford it."

"I can't afford it. They were powerful enemies."

"... not really, I hope you don't lick me"

"Um, if you're not licking or something, that's not what I'm talking about, it's just a fact"

Slowly, Lily sets up two cloves, white and black.

"'Cause you, you're the weakest"

How many times will I see her ridicule?

But I've never learned more anger. Yes, Nell got angry. Like a rough guy riding a drunken cheap provocation in a tavern, don't think about it later.

What shallowness, what foolishness.

But if I'm not angry here, it's a lie.

"That's what I'm saying, I'm licking it..."

Weak, does not mean pure combat ability. What Lily is saying is the strength of 'love'.

You are the weakest. I mean, more than Fiona, more than Sariel, and more than Lily, Nell's love for Chrono is weak. Clearly, Nell's love is inferior, as can be seen by comparison.

"I'll remind you, Mr. Lily, that I love you the most, Chrono-kun - crack!!

"Hahaha, I'll let you know, Nell, this is what I'm most about Chrono! Ever, ever, ever, yes, forever in the future, the best thing about Chrono is me! Chrono is my only thing!!

That's how it starts, a one-on-one duel betting on your favorite.

Playable light and shock waves. The floor breaks, the walls smash, sometimes jumping into the audience, and the two hit each other with their love (chicara).

Continuing, the dance of death. Angels and fairies dance madly on the arena, but eventually, at the end of the day, they visit.

"Heh heh... haha!

I won.

"It's my win, Mr. Lily"

Nell's right arm pierces Lily's thin chest plate. If you pull through, the white dragon's nails stain red, and out of the pompous, empty wind pit, the blood is overflowing.

Lily, succumbing from her knees as if she had lost her strength, fell into the front glance… Finally, as the red butterfly feather showed her loss of vitality, it became phosphorescent and bounced off and disappeared.

……

Looking down at Lily, who turned into an unspeakable body. If this happens, no anger, no grudge, no gushing. Nell even felt pity that this little, poor fairy girl could end up in the depths of such a dungeon after being insane about love.

If Lily had given up Chrono. No, if you don't like it from the start, if you loved another man... this tragedy never happened. Nell mourned the death of a terribly mighty girl named Lily so much that he thought of such a pointless "what if".

"Goodbye, Mr. Lily. Leave everything to me about Chrono-kun. I'll make him happy."

In so doing, Nell made a lonely and proud love triumph.

Return to Sparda and reveal all the circumstances to Chrono. painful role. But it was also the only surviving Nell role. Without lying or falsehood, Nell told Chrono everything.

"Oh no... because of me, everyone..."

Chrono mourned greatly. The man known as Sparda's hero cried out loud enough to reach heaven and cry.

Nell was the only one who could stop Chrono pointing a blade of curse at his own throat when he went to them right now. Nell is also the only one who can comfort his heart, neither escaped by death from profound grief, cruel fate. Nell is also the only one who can be the hope of Chrono's life that has lost everything.

"Chrono-kun, I love you. Let's get married."

It was naturally the best result for the two of them to be united. There is no one to stop. Everyone blesses themselves. Because this is destiny.

"Congratulations, Nell. Krono, be happy with you."

Thank you, Father. I'm happy now.

"Congratulations, Nell. I will be the next king of Avalon. Leave everything to me. Nobody will let you and Chrono's happiness get in the way."

Thank you, brother. You will continue to protect me, won't you?

"Congratulations, Princess Nell. Finally, the time has come for the princess and Chrono to be bonded, and it feels like nothing."

Thank you, Celis. I'm sure this lovely fate began when I challenged Chaossic Lim with you.

"Congratulations, really, Nell. And you haven't had kids yet? If you do, Chrono's gonna have a hard time working out."

"Also, no more, Master Bell! I feel fast Yikes!!

Yes, I can't believe you're a child, that's too soon.

'Cause in order to have kids, Chrono-kun and... the...

"Nell, it's beautiful."

"Ah, Chrono-kun..."

Coming.

Oh, finally, this is the time.

"Ah, ah, um... me, for the first time, so..."

Yes, this is my first night.

There have been many opportunities. If Mr. Fiona and Mr. Saliel were killed by Mr. Lilli, and that girlfriend was knocked down by my hand, and I lost three beloved women and I tried to comfort Chrono-kun with my body, I couldn't possibly.

But I didn't. This Nell Julius Ellord, never again, will I make the same mistake. Being trapped by a spicy extreme witch makes me spiritually grown. Patience. I said desperately that this is the time for patience, and I put up with it. Chrono-kun in tears and in grief, graciously embraced, stroked, accompanied by... the other half endured, like a miracle. More than a hug, not even a kiss allowed, sleeping in the same bed as him is tantamount to torture, at the earliest.

But even the days that endure such ordeal are old stories now.

I finally celebrate my first night of marriage. Waiting, what a raw expression is not enough anticipation. Still swirling in the back of my chest is a drooling and hot boiling sexual urge that easily swallows things like reason and sanity. I want it, I want it, I can't wait to want him - it's supposed to be, oh, why, embarrassing.

My head turns bright white.

Are you sure this is okay or okay? Is there anything wrong with me? Can you satisfy Chrono-kun? Will he take all my ugliness, too... oh, kind of me, I'm going to cry.

"It's okay, Nell. I'll take care of everything."

Krono-kun kissed me when I whispered so gently, as I saw all that in my pitiful chest...

"-" Queen of Love (Overecstasy) ""