Kuro no Maou

At a critical time when the sun would set, he crept through the gates of Sarawyn to enter the town as he slipped in. The location of the purpose was quickly found thanks to the fact that they were also heavily publicized.

"He's the fourth branch."

"Yes, definitely"

The fur shop that Saliel and I visited at noon seems to be the First Branch. Compared to there, it has a bright blue painted roof on white walls and a sprinkling structure that is likely to be in some southern resort, although it is a small building around the corner. Is it a hobby of a woman named Kathleen?

"You don't seem to be doing any shopping here."

"Well, there's an atmosphere of off-limits except for the people involved."

I guess it's like an office building. So, that includes fairy kidnapping in that business? Fine, wash your neck and wait, you're all set for the decapitation seniors.

"Master"

And it's like stopping me from drifting away, or Saliel grabbing the hem a little.

"What?"

"'Arrow of Judgment' is still at the stage of the charge. If we fail, we will be the ones to receive social sanctions."

"Was it the security forces, not the Sarawyn gendarmerie? It didn't look like they were going to get away with it."

"Escape is possible. However, it will be harder to stay in Sarawyn"

"I know what you're going to do, but it's not usually a criminal act."

In other words, it's a wack that's out on the same hard means as Lionel. I can't pretend.

"Yes, minimum preparation should be made. At the very least, I recommend hiding your face"

"... I see, so is that"

Nothing. Sariel wasn't trying to stop me from dyeing my hands in criminal activity, he wanted to tell me to prepare properly if I was going to do anything wrong. Sure, if you hadn't stopped me, I'd have walked right in with my face rounded.

"Hmm, then only wear the helmet of 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)'"

"In this case, it is preferable to use completely different equipment than usual or something that is generally widely distributed"

"But you don't have anything else to hide your face from."

I'm just going to buy a full face type helmet from an armor store...

"Use this"

And Sariel just plugged it into me - a white mask. No, I mean, a mask, this is...

"Hockey mask?

"Precisely, it's a mask of design very similar to that."

The material is not plastic, it is the white crust of the monster, but the design is almost intact. The eye area and the simple appearance of an empty little hole in your face make you feel somewhere inorganic horrified.

Most likely this mask seems like a symbol of fear to us because it has too famous killer characters.

"You've often found something like this. I mean, why do you have it?

"Sometimes this happens."

Is it a joke or a serious one, Saliel said so with an even more serious face. Was it so thought that I would someday do evil by hiding my face?

But it is also true that it was useful.

"Okay, let me try to use it."

Once you're ready, put on your hockey mask-style mask and get dressed in your personal clothes with no change of philosophy whatsoever, you're ready. I'm tall and Gatai is good, so if I hold an axe or a chainsaw with this, I guess it would be a pretty quality cosplay.

Then, Fiona and Saliel also hide their faces, making them look unusual. Now, Pa, you're gonna look different than we usually do.

"I'm going in there alone. Fiona, block the entrance and exit with a wall. Sariel's waiting outside with Fiona just in case the target escapes."

"Okay."

Copy that, Master.

I checked my hands and finally, I stepped into the Fourth Branch.

Is it still open, the front entrance is not locked, and if pressed, both open doors will remain open.

"Welcome, welcome to The Arrow of Judgement..."

On the way in, there was a receptionist's desk, where the receptionist sitting would greet him with a sneer, but he clung his face along the way.

Now I am a suspicious white masked big man. Her reaction is truly correct.

"Kathleen, is there a branch manager?

"Hih, uh... what can I do for you..."

"I'm asking if you're here."

"Also, I'm sorry... the Branch Manager is very busy and if we don't have an appointment in advance, we won't be able to see you -"

Hit the reception table silently.

I'm a criminal now. Then, at times like this, shut up and confine yourself to intimidation.

Just do it lightly as a don, and the wooden table is crisp and straight. It's brittle than I thought, isn't it cheaper?

"I am! Branch manager is in the third floor hall!

The receptionist confessed to me in tears. Good, the target seems to be in place.

If you know that, you can't use me here anymore.

Because of the screaming of the receptionist and the sound of the table that I broke on, the followers of the Blue Robe show up from around there saying, "What's up, what's up?" Most of all, he just showed up and said to me, "You suspicious bastard!" and not a single one of them stuffed me.

Thanks to the intimidating effect of the hockey mask? Well, even I don't want to get tangled up with a guy dressed like this.

Good thing nobody gets close, I'm going for the third floor hall.

I climbed the stairs that were in front of me and I immediately followed them. As for the hall, there is nothing to get lost in the conspicuous placement. A hallway just up the stairs, a large door behind with red carpet would be sure in the hall.

In front of the door, two tough men, not blue robes, but bodyguards in blue vests, are placed. When I showed up, I obviously frowned and looked alert.

If you're a boulder and you're a guardman, you're not going to be a wacko about being through.

"Hey, stop"

"What are you doing?"

It might be an invitation, but what about the way you decide you're suspicious from the start? In fact, a suspicious person, or an assailant.

I silently reach out to the two guardsmen who will be clear and ready for battle while I lay my hands on the sword I lowered to my hips.

Keep your fists gently eating as you glance through your jaw. Right on target, or guardman who couldn't seem to get past my movements at all with his eyes, the blow hit clean and passed out in one shot. Like a doll with a broken thread, he broke his gut knee and fell into the red carpet floor.

Hire some more well-armed escorts. I thought you were being an asshole.

No one stops me, and I finally get to the hall door.

"Kathleen, when are you Branch Manager?

Inside the hall, it was like in the middle of a party. I thought it was a suspicious ritual, but did you feel it was an event to sell your face more widely?

In addition to the followers of the Blue Robe, a man and a woman who are quite familiar are there, interested in single-handedly ridiculing a glass of booze - but by the emergence of an intruder named me, he was quiet.

"Ha? Who, you pervert? I just don't remember calling you.

Almost in the middle of the hall, somewhere a little more like a lavish sofa seat than the others, a flashy dressed woman who was the only one who responded to my query.

Long wavy blonde with slightly darker makeup, the beauty there. The blue dress has a bold open chest and the valley of breasts dropped over is just spilled sexiness, but what bothers me is the jewel like a big wave of sapphire shining there.

How expensive the necklace seems. But from that blue gem faintly magic... no, this feeling was felt white magic, or ether.

No one else on this occasion has anything else that emits Aether's signs.

Due to her central placement and wearing special items, she would be Kathleen Branch Manager. Much younger than I thought... the patriarch of "The Arrow of Judgement" said he was also a young man, and it's not strange that the executive class is made up of young people. When I think about it, I have an image of something like a venture company.

"Are you the branch manager?"

"Hey, guard. No, what are you doing? Let's get this suspicious guy stuck."

"Smitty, Kathleen Branch Manager"

"Don't worry, I'll knock you out now"

I ignored the cancer in my inquiry, but with the voices of her surrounding and guardian men, I could confirm her identity even if I didn't want to. After all, I seem to be pretty sure of that woman.

"Hey, Temei, where the hell did you come from?"

"You don't have to be kidding me, you know, perverted mask yallow"

With an intimidating attitude like a chimp, the two guardsmen come closer with their fists vacillated. It's bigger than the guy who was at the door earlier, but hey, it's a pretty raw response to a suspicious guy who's gotten on with such grandeur with his bare hands. Isn't it right to truncate at times like this without asking questions?

For now, we don't have time to be dealing with them.

"Retreat"

Throw the stuck pair, one with his right hand, the other with his left hand grabbing the chest barn and throwing it around. The two of them, who were bugged completely irresistibly, don't seem to be a great deal of skill with the figures alone.

"Wow!

"Career aaaah!

Screams and screams rising to Russia.

The two blown up were each making ragged and nasty noises by sticking their heads in a table lined with booze and food.

You're not used to the rough stuff, and some of your guests seem to be just running away or losing their hips. In the bumpy, noisy hall, I walk straight to Kathleen.

"Phew, a confident ant in power, huh? Heh heh, it's amazing, I knew a man had to be like this."

This woman has a long and spare look when she says she has an enemy standing right in front of her who has retreated slightly from Guardman. You still don't feel threatened about me. I guess he has some kind of hidden balls.

"Hey, you. Come on, you want me to hire you? I'll play the reward. Or would you rather have a cotch?

A deliberately chest-accentuating pose for a provocative gaze. Well, it's sexy, but unfortunately, compared to Brigitte's temptation, it's a smiling level.

"Show them to their home base. You can get through the line, can't you?

"Uh, what, about what? I don't know."

Is it natural to cut white? This one's nothing, and it's not wacky with any conclusive evidence.

"Oh, okay. Aren't you fooled by the beasts? Say something about us kidnapping. Come on."

"If you show them to adults, they won't imitate you."

"Don't be ridiculous about putting your shoulders in with those assholes, okay? Better yet, work with us. If you're human, you're welcome."

The story doesn't engage at all. Well, we both think we're better off. If the relationship of power is unclear, can't we talk about it?

"If you don't feel like it, you can't help it"

In the meantime, if you abduct him vigorously, you will feel in danger and confess most things. Still, if you keep your mouth shut, that's the time. Talk to Fiona and Saliel.

Based on such a short-circuit idea, and unwilling to discuss it from Hannah, I inexorably reach out to Kathleen - but it stops right away.

"This is-"

"The kingdom. It's very powerful, because it's different from the defensive magic there."

As if it were a windowsill, a transparent junction separates me from Kathleen. If you see the glowing blue gems in the valley of her breasts glowing blurry blue and white, you can see that the sole is the item unfolding this junction. It's releasing a stronger sense of ether than just now.

The ether junction, which emits a slight blue and white light, envelops Kathleen's entire body and protects itself, like Lily's The Fairy Junction (Oracle Field).

I see, is this who you can afford?

"And this one's called a gun, you know?

Kathleen pulled it out of her waist, most certainly a gun. A familiar pistol, or the very same handgun 'Wind' that was in Shangri-La's arsenal.

Apparently, the theory that Lily anticipated that The Arrow of Judgment uses ancient ruins was a big win. The concealed junction, which hides its home base, is also convincing for its first time in high performance if it thinks it is a function of ancient ruins.

"Hey, hands up"

"Don't move. If you imitate something strange, you'll let him go."

As Kathleen pointed the muzzle over the junction, the other guardsmen, gathered with Zorro from around her, stood to pinch her from left to right, with the same gun and poked at me.

Do you have enough guns to distribute to the number of people there? No, if you only have the 'wind' of a pistol, I guess you haven't been able to secure a big arsenal.

"You should obey adults. This gun is like a high-performance magic wand. It's easy to pierce a person's body."

If you're just a human being, don't penetrate even the 'wind' of a small caliber depending on where you hit it. But when the flesh itself is as stubborn as I am, it hurts a little, to the extent. Even if you're not wearing 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)', you can stand the no-guard saying you got shot like this.

Because I'm not going to take a bullet at all.

Now, for now, if we don't shut up about our gun-wielding surroundings, this woman won't know what her position is either.

The quick thing is to shoot and kill demon bullets (Barrett Arts) simultaneously for a number of people... Saliel has cautioned me. You should refrain from imitating as much as you can from cracking your identity as you can from hiding your face. It means you shouldn't show the black magic "Demon Bullet (Barrett Arts)," which is my number 1 frequency of use.

When that happens, we'll go in a punch and kick fight very hard, but in the meantime, whatever, let's just get this over with.

"You guys, I pointed the gun at you. Naturally, I guess I'm ready to get shot."

"Huh?"

"What are you talking about, Coy-Ts!?

Best, go around behind the guy closest to me. The Guardsmen are always less than Adventurer Rank 3, which is not about my movements.

It's like, I disappeared from front of you, in the middle of a reactionary like, grabbing Guardman's collar with my left hand, and my right hand holding the gun that Soitz holds. As for the outfit, it's like I'm holding him hostage from behind.

Now he's my shield, and then the guns follow me.

"Become!? Oi, stop, stop shooting -"

It's bad for him to guess what the situation is and scream in a hurry and pull, but I'm already holding my right hand and firing.

When I played with Saliel and Shangri-La before, I had him test fire firearms, including this' wind '. I remember how to shoot perfectly. The safety device stays on... what a dumb thing to do.

"Guh!"

The bullet I shot pierces the guardman's chest beautifully.

If you are armed with a gun, wear as much protective equipment as you would a bulletproof chock. Sometimes it could be accidental shooting, a stray bullet, or, all of a sudden, being shot by an ally, right? Like this.

"Ugh! Damn, shoot!

"Don't worry, shoot! Shoot!!

Around where I shot the third person or so, they also turn to boulders to fight back.

"Hey, wait, stop, seriously, hey, wait, stop - ghhh!?

A bullet unleashed by his companion pierces him mercilessly. I'm shielding it, so it's obvious.

He throws a man who ate many bullets all over his body and died instantly, appropriately toward the guy around it. The weight for one adult man thrown at that speed was about two people involved and crashing with Gashan.

I threw the shield away, but I got the gun intact and continued shooting.

If his physical abilities are bad, he's a lousy shooter. I don't feel like hitting it. At the very least, grip it with your hands and shoot it with your aim. Hey, you there, don't just put your cool on and lay your gun down and shoot. I'd rather avoid this poorly.

But it is also natural that they are not accustomed to handling it, as it will be very recently that they have acquired a weapon called a gun. I guess I'm blinded by the power of the gun and overconfident in its performance. And then there's his strength.

In the face of such amateur rounding shooting, I head to my next prey.

Corner, I'm fighting with a pistol. Let me use it with two cloves.

"Wow! Ku, don't come, come!?

You guessed I was after you, guardman screaming and shooting a pistol at you. So if you aim well and shoot...

Dive right through the front of the gun I don't feel like hitting, and I'll get a second pistol. If you hit him lightly on the wrist, Soitz drops his gun lightly. Before it falls to the floor, pick it up with your left hand, an instant cannon.

"I knew you'd be tighter with weapons in your hands."

Satisfied with the feeling of putting up a pair of pistols, I shoot all over my head.

Even so, there are no more ten enemies left. They fired only for the number of people, and clams and clams were attached.

"... hey, what the hell, you monster"

If you end an intrusive guardman and turn your eyes to Kathleen, this is the word.

"Just say it again. Lead me to your home base."

"Shit, don't come! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Security forces."

Looks like he finally got a sense of crisis after being lightly kicked over by those armed with guns by boulders. Kathleen is screaming for help, blunting her complexion, where her spare attitude went earlier.

Only at times like this, the police, not the security forces in Sarawyn, or the cult religious criminal organizations that rely on it, he's a good bug. But as a response, you're right. I feel like I'm doing something dark behind me, so I'm wearing a mask.

"Just do it."

"It's no use threatening me! I have this protectorate! You can't touch me with a finger!

I see, while protecting myself in the junction, waiting for support to rush. If reinforcements can be expected, a caged castle is a good idea.

But Sole is only an operation that won't be established if you don't have a strong enough defense to buy time.

"Hum!

I'll punch you as much as I want for now.

A thin, blue-white light, the junction that blocks physical damage takes on my fist, where nature and black magic float - but soon, I began to whine like a mistletoe and a scream.

What, brittle than I thought. Is it enough to break even your bare hands? Intensively, as much as the junction was activated in the rosary worn by Cyprus, which was leading the experimental force. I also ran out of magic then, and I beat him up desperately and tore him.

With nostalgic memories, fists smash the line. Gashan! and the line of light vanished like it was shattered as the glass sounded like it would break.

"What... lying, why..."

From Kathleen's face, it was only this time that her expression completely disappeared. People may look like this when they're betrayed by things they believed in.

Slightly, I feel sorry for you, but I'm sorry, but you can't be much nicer to me than Lily got my hands on you.

"Ma, wait, please, I get it... I'll listen to you, so sit there first - CARRYAH!?

I'm not here to discuss it, I'm here to grab it. Even if we are now shown an attitude of dialogue, it makes no sense. Or if I get on with this, it'll buy me some time before the security forces rush, and I'll just be at a disadvantage.

So I shut up and grab Kathleen's chest. Oh, it's a dress with a gubbly chest design, so my chest dropped zero on the clap I grabbed... hey, it feels like I'm going to ramble now, but this is force majeure.

"Hey, yah, stop it! I'm not bad, I'm just hired, I'm not a believer, I just make a lot of money, so..."

Kathleen starts defending herself on her own, even though she hasn't heard it. I don't care about that, I want you to shut up for now, but if you think you're being held to life and death and chastity, is there any way this is going to happen?

Yes, it's more effective to flicker a murder weapon at times like this.

I stuck the pistol I still had, "Wind," in her face, where dark makeup began to crumble with tears and runny nose.

"Adults, follow me. All right?"

"Yes..."

I finally quieted Kathleen down on my shoulder like a package and left the scene behind.

Wait for me, Lily. I got the keys. I'll be with you in a minute.