Kuro no Maou

Platinum moon 8th, morning. When King Farren gave us permission to investigate, we set off for Morrigan, the old capital of the Black Forest.

But Lily and Saliel remain to Nevan to investigate the monastic movement. I'm asking for information through the Adventurer Guild within yesterday, so a day, but the least amount of information should be gathered.

Lily, who is telepathically competent, is the right person for this Te job. Even if you ask a suspicious informant, you can easily tell the difference between true and false.

Sariel is a traveler to catch up with us even if he leaves a day late. Farren's streets, which continue to make a big bend through the forest zone, can make quite a short cut if they can fly through the sky. If Sariel rides the Tenma (Pegasus) silo that drives, Lily and I can afford to catch up.

Still, I don't know if Lily and Saliel are alone... I don't know, a slightly anxious pair. No, I believe Lily is okay.

Anyway, just the two of us, me and Fiona, in that kind of wacko, are just ahead of us for Morrigan.

The streets through Farren's unique deep woods, with deep green trees looming from left to right, are quite pleasant if you run on horses, coupled with a refreshing atmosphere in the morning. So, it's supposed to be a great drive... because she's the cute lover who runs next door with me, but the sigh leaks out of my mouth.

"Ha... I thought I was going to die"

Queen Farren Chardina invited me to do a mock fight at the practice field, but I never thought it would be that much of a guttural battle.

"It's amazing how you and Mr. Chrono cut each other off."

"No, if it was just sword skill, I would have lost"

To Fiona's words, I honestly admit I'm immature.

The boulder is "The Daughter of the Sword King" and the famous Lady Chardina. If you ask Lily in detail, she seems to be a better genius at sword talent than that Prince Eisenhardt. At the time he was still in Sparda, because of his rough temper, he said he was raging all sorts of impotence, but he was also extremely popular because of his impersonal and emotionally thick personality.

And I knew at first sight that such rumors were not Dada.

"In the first shot, the sword almost flew"

For mock warfare, each other's weapons are only wooden swords. No matter how much of a place to appeal to the strength of the adventurer, I don't think she can seriously be slashed toward Her Highness the Queen, and her first shot at her as she added or subtracted - her blow was too heavy and intense.

And then I said, "I'm serious."

"I see, if you think you're hanging on to it"

"You're swallowing when you're watching."

It may be difficult to tell Fiona the Witch to identify the sword match that far.

Anyway, I'm in a serious situation. For once, because it was a battle with swords, we had forbidden each other magic, protection, and finally martial arts in view of the dangers… but quite often, so much intense slaughter flew in that we were likely to rely on the protection of the Demon King. I won't dress up if I lose against the rule, though I put up with it critically.

"I knew there was a top up there."

"Don't worry, Mr. Krono is not a swordsman."

Sure, my combat ability is not all about sword skill, because the curse weapon, black magic and the protection of the Demon King, combined overall power.

However, I still have some pride in the battle with the sword, and I'm a boy, and here's the thing, there is something pride in it, just a little bit.

"If you're really curious, why don't you try some serious games next time?

"I'm so sorry."

The pride of a crappy man is in the poi.

Seriously, I'm not kidding about a serious battle with Lady Chardina. Just a mock fight with a wooden sword, and that guy was pretty incandescent. It was powerful enough to give away the title of Mad Warrior.

If you let someone like that have a real sword or something, you'll never be able to hold your teeth. Me, too, if they think they're serious, they can't put up with the rules anymore, and they'll use black magic, shelter or whatever to fight them.

In that case, after that, it's not a game anymore, it's a ruleless killing on the battlefield.

What the hell does it have to do with a sad, friendly queen and a mad warrior duel that washes blood with blood?

"But I'm glad it turned out to be a good appeal because I was pretty awkward"

"Right."

Where it was getting so bad that King Sandra stopped it and the mock fight was over. Honestly, it was really helpful at the perfect time.

As it turns out, Fiona's right, I seem to have shown the power that Rank 5 deserves for the first time, and I'm relieved.

Now, if it hadn't been for a wrinkly and painful bruise after one night, I'd be glad.

Farren has vast forests, and people live in limited areas. As a result, towns and villages are being torn apart to dot a wide area of national territory. Morrigan, the old capital, is considerably more east than Nevan, the current king's capital, on the western side closer to Sparda.

Even flying a horse takes time because of the winding streets so as to avoid the dangerous zone of monster exit that lives in the forest, on top of the considerable distance away. It's been going at quite a high pace, but in the end, it took me three days to get to Morrigan.

Even so, there were no monster raids or troubles on the road, and Lily and Saliel have been safely rendezvous in the town along the way, and they are doing pretty well.

And so, after noon on the eleventh of the month of platinum, we finally set foot in Morrigan.

"Ooh... don't feel so elf settled"

"Aren't you a dark elf?

"Master's thoughts are based on Japanese culture"

"... Really?"

Fiona, it looks a little regrettable.

But it wouldn't be impossible for me to divulge my nerdy rounds. This city, Morrigan, is familiar with many fantasy works, because it truly makes a settlement of elves living in the woods, a reality as it is.

With dozens of meters of giant trees at the base, several houses connect. Regardless, the building is built correspondingly on the ground, but the tree house and the sight of the suspension bridges and scaffolding connecting the various places like roads are all over the head will be the only thing you will ever see anywhere else.

"Lily, I stayed over there - hey!

"I stayed there, too."

Tense on the hearty fantastic streets. I'll hold Lily and decide the inn just by her looks. I want to stay in that most prominent, big, expensive treehouse inn.

"Does Mr. Chrono like that?

"Romance, it is presumed that it is not"

We checked in safely with Fiona and Saliel, which is not unusual.

It's a little expensive for a boulder, but that's acceptable. Some extravagance... all the time, I feel too extravagant, okay? Lily's happy.

"Forget the tourist mood, let's get to work."

After being so moved and shaken up by the treehouse room, I pull myself together and leave the inn.

It's the Temple of Morrigan, home to the Mistrea clan, known as the Black Forest Administrator, of course.

The birthplace of Farren's own spiritual faith, General Main Mountain, which gathers faith hearts deeply even in modern times. It's the most famous temple in the country, so the road to it doesn't get lost.

But even Morrigan was in the back of the city, closest to the Black Forest realm, and not in a standout position, due to the lack of openness, compared to the Great Temples of Sparda and Avalon.

"... oh, it's kind of a nice vibe here"

"Really? It's just too quiet and creepy."

Upon entering a section of the Temple of Morrigan, he felt slightly, but certainly, signs had changed.

The air is clear, rather than polished? I get the oddly quiet impression, though not at all silent, of birds and bugs squealing and the stirring of trees swinging in the wind.

In a sense, does this also mean a kind of sacred atmosphere? In fact, the amount of magic in this place is definitely high.

"This place is strongly influenced by the gods of the woods that Farren believes in"

"Um, I feel good here, too. Weirdly, it's not the wind that suppresses the protection of other gods, and hehe, the gods of the woods seem to be forgiving."

Lily from Fairy Forest (Fairy Garden) says satisfied.

Perhaps this place will not be shackled against the protection of the black gods. But a white apostle of God would considerably dampen his power.

This is the third time that the Asbel Mountains and the divine realm of Avalon have been followed by places that affect the protection. The former two had powerful restrictions that would interfere with any protection, but it feels open here, as Lily put it. Instead, the sacred atmosphere goes hand in hand, and I even feel like I could use more powerful force depending on the thing. But no white god, Temei.

I don't know if I can manage to bring the apostles this far, but that won't happen so easily because it's what they're most alert for.

"I see it, isn't that the Temple of Morrigan?

Ahead of Fiona's indication, I could see a building with the characteristics of what I had heard.

Even here, a line of giant trees that support the city of the tree house, a single tree that is huge enough to overwhelm the others. The radiant bright white colored giant tree must be Morrigan's Divine Tree, also one of the symbols of faith.

And a lacquered black building at the roots of its shrine tree would be the Temple of Morrigan.

The characteristically shaped Temple of Morrigan with its large triangular roof also feels somewhat shrine-like. There's also a Kamiki. Well, both its main hall and its Shinki are the big difference from the shrines in Japan.

Upon entering the grounds of the Temple of Various, he felt even more signs of intense magic. Naturally, I've also been tempted to reflect that I've floated too much in the tourist mood lately because of the tightening of my mind.

"Well, let's go talk to a priest."

I still don't want to get nervous at times like this, but I never knocked on the temple gate. I mean, I slapped him, or just ragged him like a little bell letting visitors know.

No sign of people at all, but soon the gate opened. It's as if, from the beginning, you were stumbad in preparation for your visitors.

One woman stood across the open door with a gown gown and a heavy grip.

"I've been waiting for you, 'Element Master' people. Hey there, to the Temple of Morrigan."

The commonplace dialogue of hospitality can also be uninterrupted and destructive if a great beauty releases it with a full grin.

Lily, Fiona, Saliel, and the beautiful girl are totally familiar to me, but I'm not used to being an adult orthodox beauty. Strongly speaking, is it about Elf's receptionist Elina, an adult beauty and acquaintance?

Naturally, the man is a dark elf. Looks like a twenties adult woman, but I have no idea the exact age. Because if you're a dark elf woman, you're not even in your sixties with this youthfulness.

The flowing platinum storetone hair, however, looks shimmering and sparkling with a color luster that is no less pale than Lily's. Smile calmly, the eyes of the slice length are golden eyes like Fiona's. But unlike the brilliance of the sun, it feels strange to get the quiet impression of the moon floating in the night sky, even though it is the same golden color.

Among dark elves with deep face sculptures and high noses, they are definitely beautiful enough to be sure, but honestly, it can be the body that bothers me.

At a glance, big tits enough to cross that nell. I'm never the one who loves big tits, but when I'm so big, my man's instincts or my stuck eyes suck.

That, too, is not very much, but irreversible, if you're dressed with an obviously open chest and a deep brown valley peeking.

Even if you missed your gaze at the will of steel, the next thing you're waiting for is a stunning hipster that creates supple and frizzy and a seductive lower body line. The good fleshy thighs on the big buttocks and the erotic feelings that come to mind would also be due to the highly exposed design outfits that accentuate that fleshy demonic body.

I also saw it at Farren Royal Castle, it feels like a kitten, but my chest is big empty, my shoulders are out, and it's almost like a naked statue of a goddess. The fabric stretches down to the hiccups and ankles in the lower body, but originally, because it's a thin piece of fabric, the body line floats clearly, and contains a slit that is almost too bold to reach to the waist, and the raw left leg peeking from it dazzles my eyes.

Could such an outfit be an official coat of law for a female cleric? Because it's a hell of a porn costume... gokuri.

"- Quick talk, helpful. I came to investigate the original monolith in the Black Forest, because I was told to visit the temple first"

Without relying cheaply on a fourth protection, calm down with full mobilization of reason, I succeeded in returning the words without difficulty.

"Yes, I know everything. The Grand Priest is waiting for you inside, please come here."

Perhaps he's found out he saw his chest and legs with his gaze or something, but the female cleric at Dark Elf started guiding me with a perfect smile over the elite receptionist at Alliance headquarters.

Phew, for now, walking like a model with a big butt swinging inviting on a leaning open back, as if to poke the alarm that if you weren't facing the face, sometimes you'd be distracted by that porn costume and dynamite buddy. Hey, what a woman, I didn't know you were sloppy and horny until later.

Danger, if I had stayed a virgin, I would have died instantly.

"Sariel, do you know where I sell those clothes?

"It's easy to get if you're a generic Farren coat, but for bespoke items, it's hard to buy in store"

"Lily wears those clothes, too, and makes Chrono yummy."

Hey, talk like that, do it without me... their kindness without blaming their sketchy minds was painful instead.