Kuro no Maou

Then three days later, the 8th of the month of platinum.

Having finished talking to each family member, we finally made our way to Meteophor with Lionel's immediate guidance.

To the point that it is named Forest Sea, this is a deep dense forest, but the road to Meteophor is well maintained for the price. The streets are pretty good, and besides lions, there are various other kinds of beastmen going out, and I guess they came out of Sarawyn, and I saw brown-skinned humans there. Is it commercial or tourism?

Meteofalls has become the central location of each clan living in the Varna Forest Sea, making it a place where clans meet each other more than in ancient times and where it is now easy for humans coming from Sarawyn to seek interaction with beasts.

Even beyond the Varna Forest Sea, merchants visit from the Carlamara side, so the bustle of Meteofall will be the best in this forest.

"It's nice to be busy here, but it's a lot of hard work, and I'm a little bad at it."

Gahaha, the same luxurious laughter Lionel.

Meteofall has become the largest settlement in the Varna Forest Sea, both locally and on an economic scale. Such a place has become a prominent city and has no great influence, because it is a joint of the various clans that sets out the code in detail. As for each family, it is first and foremost to maintain their own autonomous independence. Although it is a central place, it is common to all families that they want to avoid structures where power is concentrated on Meteofalls.

It's that kind of wacky state, with all sorts of strict rules (rules) laid down in Meteofall, he said. Do you think that minor quarrels can easily be resolved if it is a clan settlement, but here it can also be a fine or an entry/exit ban?

Somehow, if you throw gum off the side of the road, you get caught, it's close to feeling like. What a tightly controlled town. Let's be careful.

"I come to see you a lot. There are so many delicious and rare things here."

And Lila, who has stuck with Lionel, says comfortably.

Beautiful white-haired Rin Lion Beast (Warrigger) 's girlfriend looks older than her real age, but her upbeat look in a hug of her toddler Lily is adorable for her age. You look like a sister who gives up her little sister...... hey, it makes Lily look like she's petting a lion.

"Hey, Lyla, what is that?

"Oh, I'm here, Mr. Lily."

They are totally close and look really smiling.

Lily, who is a toddler in swallowing, asks Lila a question about a product from the house that she pointed to as intriguing - but wait a minute, what are you really?

"It's Caroboo"

"Hmm."

It's called caroboo. I don't know the details just by name.

The caroboo product that accidentally caught my eye is apparently food. The shelves are lined with colorful fruits and vegetables, but in them, caroboos are heterogeneous.

Because this is the only thing beautifully packed.

Wrapped in a silver paper-like pack, the sole is like a package of retort foods distributed in modern Japan, with an unusually industrial tick design.

Now it's unusual or irrelevant if the product in that hand is sold for granted... at least I've never seen anything like this before.

"Are you worried about me, Mr. Chrono?"

"Whoa!? Oh, my God, Fiona."

"Actually, I'm curious, too. So, Saliel, buy it."

"Yes, Master Fiona"

"Here, don't let Sariel pass in vain"

Anyway, Fiona is also concerned about the mysterious silver packed food, Carobou, so I decided to try my hand at it. I'm not sure about the taste guarantee, so just one thing.

Price is one pack, 3000 clans.

Surprisingly expensive. Apparently, it's imported from Carla Mara, so for that matter, it's going to be expensive.

Well, I don't care about the price. What matters is the contents.

"Ko, this is... no way in Calorie Mates"

If you take it out, the first thing that came to mind is the famous balanced nutritional diet. This color, this shape, I just think it's a nutritional block.

I miss it, I ate it occasionally when I was hungry in the Literature and Arts Department room...

"like an elongated biscuit, like a hard bread"

Fiona, on the other hand, was looking at a rarely shiatsu white block.

Could Caroboo be abbreviated as a calorie block?

"Sariel, do you want half of it?

"Are you sure, Master"

"Of course."

Let's immerse ourselves in memories together, and the next moment I put that block in my mouth, my expectations will be betrayed.

"... it doesn't taste"

"It tastes like nothingness"

"Intentionally adjusted, perfect tasteless odorless. Earliest, Not Food"

Say thank you, it doesn't taste good.

It's not just flavor or thin flavor, it doesn't taste like that at all, as Saliel criticized it, at a level that I don't think is food. What, am I even eating a chunk of sand?

"There's nothing you can't eat, but there's no such thing as ruthless food."

Only the serene texture is the same thing I know, easy to eat as crisp and not so bad that you can't swallow it. But does that in turn highlight the lack of flavor?

"I tried Lily, too."

"You should stop, Mr. Lily. Caroboo is an emergency food to eat when nothing is left to eat. It's like an adventurer before he dives into a dungeon."

"Yes, it is."

"As long as we have this and water, it seems nutritious, but even the wrecked adventurers worry about eating caroboo."

"Then stop."

Lily, you're right.

We swallowed the caroboo in silence and kept walking a little less tense than we had put our mouth on.

Walking in a half-tourist mood, after about half a day of pinching lunch, he finally arrived at Meteofall.

"Oh, this is another spectacular view"

I heard it was a giant waterfall, but I didn't think it was the size of Niagara Falls.

From a cliff cut in half a circle, massive amounts of water are falling into waterfalls. The way one side of the cliff is all turned into a waterfall is just a rolling word. It is also truly a tremendous force because the cliffs are likely to be over fifty meters high.

"Surely this is a giant crater, as if the meteorite had fallen"

Fiona standing next to me feels crushed, and I realize it, too.

The gaze only turns to this overwhelming waterfall, but if you look closely, the terrain is as big, deep, and circular as a crater. The great river, which flows in from above, pours in from one side of the crater, and the hole is filled by an inexhaustible amount of water, making it huge and forming a lake close to the true circle. Its giant Yen Lake is followed by a large river downstream as it overflows from the abyss.

"Someday I want to be able to shoot the attack magic of the power that can make as many craters"

"What, I'm scared of that feeling?"

Seeing this magnificent and mysterious spectacle, how can it seem so? Can't you honestly be impressed with the view of nature?

"Because this is a trail of an artificial explosion. It's not a meteorite falling naturally."

"Really?

"The water depth is too deep for the diameter. Perhaps an ancient weapon specializing in penetrating the ground. There's just an original monolith here. It's a wacko, and maybe you targeted a military facility deep underground."

Indeed, it is said that the water depth of this lake is hundreds of meters. I don't know the exact depth. No one has ever gotten to the bottom of the water.

Traces of digging straight into the ground, rather than craters, may be more correct.

"But maybe it wasn't an explosion, it was a big drill."

"Perhaps."

Now, leaving aside what happened in this place in far ancient times, it is first and foremost the original monolith that is the purpose.

"Still, you're a pyramid by the time you're stunning"

ruins in the shape of a large quadrangle cone, but its stone structure is nothing more than a pyramid. There is no Sphinx installed next door to the boulder.

The pyramids of Meteofall are built in the middle of the lake as if they had been attached. Is it just like a small island over there...... then you can't see the ground and it looks like it's sticking straight out of the water. There's no way you're floating, is there?

"Well, I don't know if I'm going to make it. I'll keep you waiting."

The town of Meteofall, which I would like to see more slowly, but this place silently followed Lionel's lead.

Heading downstream with no cliffs, they have a small temple like building along the way, where they have clearance for passage. Because we have already spoken, or if Lionel said two or three words, to an animal like a gatekeeper, we were allowed immediate passage. I didn't get rigorous body checks, like when I went into the Black Forest, okay?

Then, after a short walk, we quickly reached the floating giant lake of the pyramid.

"I'll take a boat to the ruins... and before I do, they won't see me."

Ahead of Lionel, there was a small landing strip where boats were connected to cross to the pyramids, where there were multiple figures.

"Hey, you kept me waiting."

"Slow. It's not the same late habit, Ryboy"

Pointing his mouth toward Lionel is a long, two-horned, hairy little old lady... next to both of them, a musculoskeletal Minotaur warrior and a man supposedly refraining, so he must be from one of the three great clans: the Great Horn Clan.

I see that you have a fine horn that is not ashamed of the name of the great horn.

"Shaaaa... is that who wants to touch the stone?"

Guillaume, and a sharp glance at me is a man with a dragon-headed Lizardman. More like a dinosaur than a dragon, more like a dagger raptor, to be exact.

He would be "The Clan of the Great Claws". I know a species called Lizardman somewhat because of the interaction in the village of Iles, but "The Clan of the Great Claw" feels more like a dinosaur base than a lizard base. They say they have nails that are sharper and longer than normal, like big nails.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Chrono from the Rank 5 Adventurer" Element Master ""

"It's Lily."

"I want to take these two to the stone."

Lionel supplements.

To the original monolith, we don't have to go all together. I mean, basically, Lily's fine by herself, but as a leader and for the rest of school, I'll accompany her.

"We're like stewards of this ruin. For once, I'll give you a gentle test to get in."

says the little Minotaur grandmother. Indeed, it has an appearance resembling a cleric-like coat of law, with an atmosphere that seems to involve the ancient ruins in everything.

"I'm sorry, Chrono, but this is a code. It's a little tricky, but why don't you hang out with him?"

"Oh, okay"

Whether it's body checking or disarming, let's be honest. Nothing like this, I won't waste it.

"So, what am I supposed to do?

"You guys don't have to do anything. Let me take a look at it myself."

After being instructed to pull out of the force and just stand there, me and Lily will all step forward and stand on the bar.

Then, Minotaur starts chanting a bump and a spell, holding a large crystal ball that the fortune teller seems to have. Right behind it, the Lizardman man muttered the chant in the same way, setting up a cane made of monster bones.

Apparently, they're checking our intentions with telepathic psychic magic. It's invisible and not something I feel on my skin, but the unique feeling of spiritual magic is not something to blame and delude me. I'm not in a very good mood, but I guess I don't feel so strongly uncomfortable or uncomfortable because I don't really step into the person's deep consciousness.

"Hmm, you have a much quieter heart than I thought... I couldn't imagine that from the looks of it"

"Well, thank you"

You pass, but I can't hide the slightest shock. I didn't know the Beastman would tell you about my appearance...

"Come on, if you're a fairy lady - hey, this is, Ican!?

With Grandma Minotaur's voice stuffed with cut feathers, a crystal ball in her hand made a sound and a loud crack in it.

"Shaaaaaa!"

With a roar of intimidation, the Lizardman man, too, sets his wand up like a spear and pokes at Lily. It's obvious how alarmed you are.

"All right, it's not about being hostile. I'm a little bit of a failure."

At Grandma Minot's call, Lizardman relieved herself of her vigilance in such a manner as reluctantly.

"Was that okay now?

The crystal ball broke. Is Lily unsuccessful?

I'm a little anxious to ask, but the person at the time doesn't seem to think anything of it, and I just stand there in my spare time wondering if it's not over yet. I know it's a decision to regain adult consciousness and not be enough to explain it, but you can have a word or so to follow, Lily.

"Oh, okay, I'll let you in."

Is that okay? Obviously it wasn't okay. It was an atmosphere though.

Although I'm not convinced, permission has been granted safely, so let me just let it pass.

"Hey Baba, what happened? I've never seen a crystal crack before."

"Well, that means you have such a strong will."

"Shaaaa...... I felt a terribly strong will. But it wasn't hate, it wasn't murder, it was another Nanica."

I heard a little bit about Lionel and the others, and somehow I guess why. If you peeked into Lily's mind, it already feels overflowing with powerful energy of will.

"I didn't know you were going to crack the Big Horn Witch's crystal... after all, Mr. Lily is amazing"

Sure, Lily's amazing. But I don't think that's something I can honestly respect right now, but I'm not going to say anything extra to Lyla. Sometimes admiration is better left to admire.

"Well, let's go, Chrono!

"Oh, yeah"

Anyway, after sunshine, Lily and I arrived at the original monolith of Meteofall.

From the commercial city of Sarawyn, in the town next to the west, and further next to it. The town on the big street was quite a sized, everywhere town that boasted the bustle there.

of a town without any particular characteristics, a back street that crosses a single surface street. There's also a small tavern built there, like anywhere else. By the way, the sun falls, at midnight time. The door of the store was lowered with a plate with a word that meant closing.

There, one man in a discreet brown robe in a quiet footstep that does not stand one footstep to avoid the eye. Behind the deeply worn hood was the strong face of dark hair - Gashley, a mercenary who had fled the other day as far as the "arrow of judgment" was concerned.

It's a sign of an empty nest and a gushley of wind, but it opens the door of a closed liquor store with certainty. Contrary to the appearance of the ancient wooden door, the sudden door was opened, without raising any of the sound of a blur. It was supposed to close, but it wasn't locked.

"No, Gashley! It's been a long time, three years, no, four years?

From the tavern where no one was supposed to be, a light greeting flew in.

In a dark store, not one of the store owners, rather than the clerk. But there was only one guest. At the corner of the counter, canteras and liquor bottles are placed.

"It's been five years, Lurik."

"Ah shit, it's been five years! Hey, when you get older, that time passes fast"

and so on, and a man named Lürick, who spoke casually to Gashley, does look like a middle-aged man who can make you feel something called age. Dressed in a smartly determined merchant-inspired costume, however, Lürick has a forged flesh, even if it looks skinny.

At least, it doesn't look like a wacko who missed his workout because of his age, Gashley thought.

However, for whatever reason, my hair seems to have stretched, as if it were the man of the Patriarch of The Arrow of Judgement. Because of this, even the lighter personality makes me feel even lighter and frigid.

Dropping eyes that don't feel much like jerking off have a weak impression from a man, but they are good from a woman. Faces such as the so-called one colored man. However, because of its atmosphere, it is not in any way a lok style, such as a player accustomed to women, or a sprinter or a con artist.

"Well, sit down. Luxury."

"Barca, you're always a pain in the ass here."

Aside from his hairstyle, Gashley rides naturally on the invitation of Lürick, an old know-it-all friend who stays the same. Cheap brandy poured into the glass, cheers first.

The way two big men are standing shoulder to shoulder at the counter of the tavern seems so common... it's not just a drinking story. If I say so, it's part of the task of regular reporting.

"You're facing a sickening face, Gashley. Could you have lost?

"You're not even fighting, you're even a runner. It's unusual."

"Well, well, again, that was a disaster. Have you run into a Rank 5 monster?

"You know what" Element Master "is?

"You've come back alive a lot."

Gashley smudged and sighed at the return of a serious luric for the price.

"Tell me what they are."

Far north of here, the Adventurer Party operates in Sparda, a large country in the group of midcontinental urban states. It also has the fastest record ranked up to Rank 5. Rescue of seminary students attacked by Rank 5 monsters in Ischia was awarded a medal, and on their way to the Fifth Galahad War, they brought victory to the Spartan army.

"With all his fame, he's a Spartan hero. I think they're like... 'messengers'."

To Lurick's assessment, Gashley peels his eyes a little.

"Not so much"

"Sparda also has Leonhardt. If you put it together, seriously, even the Apostles could defeat it, but you know better what it's like to actually fight, don't you?

"Well."

From a far-sighted perspective, I found that the guys who have been cuckolding the 'arrows of judgment' aside are not the usual opponents.

We saw the soldiers of the faithful heading for the interception be extinguished in one shot in a huge explosion shaking the fortifications of the ancient ruins. Beyond its smoking flames were only two human beings, not a large army of magicians, nor an angry black dragon.

I see, Rank Five Adventurer, there's no doubt about him.

I'm confident in my arms, Gashley, but when asked if I'm a strong enough person to reach Rank 5 right now, I have to say no to the boulders. I know myself best, such as my powers.

In short, at the time we first met, I had no desire to beat two of those monster stained guys.

"A guy named Chrono I did... Seriously, if there's a guy named Demon King, he's gonna say something like that"

"Heh, I don't mean demon king."

"I was wearing black togetherness, armor like an armor. He had a cloak on him."

"Blah! Hahaha, that's true. He's a demon king."

The figure of the Demon King is often portrayed in a disastrous, pitch-black armor (with cape), both in Mia, the ancient demon king told in the fairy tale, and in his creation on the subject of the numerous demon kings born from his legend. At the earliest possible time, it may be called a kind of stereotype.

Therefore, there are only idiots who live in hobbies, such as those who wear such flashy design armor for the actual battle. If you see it on the battlefield, you'll be a laugher pointing your finger at it.

"It's not funny. The array was ancient armor (enchanted gear), and besides, it was cursed. I don't want to think it's a real 'tyrant armor (Maximilian)'."

"I'm sure Avalon's sidekick is taking care of himself for the rest of his life."

He is a famous cursed weapons collector. And one dish in his collection with a cutthroat and powerful curse is "The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian)".

Until now, it was information that could be known only by rumors.

"You've been in Chrono's hands lately. So what? Lewrick, you're a long way from Avalon, too."

"I was in Legna in the west for a while, so hey... during the 5th Galahad War I also heard about the" Element Master, "actually."

The Fifth Galahad War is about last year's dark moon. It is only natural that more than six months old information can be delivered as an update to a distant Lürick. Rumors are spreading fast, but collecting them as some accurate information takes time.

"Then you're not talking about the impossible. That Chrono guy..."

"A successor to The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian)? Oh, man, I'm not kidding. I can't believe there's such a jerk. If it were true, I'd have to pull out The Saint's Armor (Siegfried)."

"Is there a guy in the royal family today who can use 'Saint's Armor (Siegfried)'?

"Um, they're running for Prince Nero. Well, it's Arklight jurisdiction around there, so I don't know much about it."

"Heh, it's a hard spot on the bottom."

"It's okay, because we have important work to do here. Come on - for our great God, right?

Lürick's chest, lying like that, had a rosary of silver glittering.

"Evil, I thought using the" Arrow of Judgement "would get us to the original monolith of Meteophor."

"That blue patriarch, come on, you pulled white magic (ether) out of the monolith on your own?

"Finally, I guess I also touched 'divine will'. That's crazy."

Enthusiastic beast hunt. Only Gashley - who knew from the beginning the existence of the 'White God' - would know that God's will was in charge of one end of that mad action.

Although the Patriarch himself seemed to have a few motives for hatred of the Beast Man from the beginning... that was not inherently enough to drive him into such a manifest crime.

"It's a rare delicacy I've seen in recent years. I'm really sorry."

"Oh, absolutely."

I was expecting, and Gashley was daily in the shadows with support for it, but all its work was wasted overnight. The appearance of the "Element Master" is, nevertheless, like a disaster, attacked by a passing dragon.

"Chip, you have to drink. You can't do this."

"Well, well, be self-absorbed. I've got some good news."

With a hella of laughter, he poured the liquor into an empty glass of gashley before Lurik cut it out.

"Zanadu of Karamara has fallen"

"What the hell!? That adventurous king."

"Yes, the abominable fucking grandfather, he finally screws me. First of all, no doubt, he dies during the year."

Adventure King Xanadu. Its name is not only Carla Mara, but also a big name that blasts into the southern part of the Pandora continent.

In the endless desire city of Carla Mara, truly, all desires, as legendary adventurers who have fulfilled their dreams.

"Now we can finally get Carla Mara's original monolith back"

"It's been a hundred years... that's a grief from our grandfather's generation"

"It's more about clan stains than prayer, it's just about wiping the ass of a big fault--"

Even with a bitter smile, the luric that holds the cup does come in a delightful color. It is, however, as if the time had come to reclaim the homeland taken by the hateful enemy nation.

"Oh, come on, not if you're drinking with this tobacco."

"Whoever inherits his legacy, it's because contention is absolutely inevitable. If you suck, it's a civil unrest in Carla Mara."

Xanadu is a legendary adventurer while at the same time being the head of the great treasury that dominates half of Carla Mara.

He has many children and grandchildren, but substantial power and all of his assets have been held by Xanadu himself.

Such Xanadu can't just go against life expectancy either.

fulfillment, and what will he leave behind? Even if I left it, would I be faithfully protected from it? If one who is too great and holds too much power dies, it is by no means inevitable that there will be a bone meat dispute over its traces and legacy.

That's why there's a gap to get into. There's nothing more to reclaim what you've lost than to ride this mess.

"I didn't know chances would come through our time...... interesting stuff, huh?"

"Oh yeah, it's really funny. The recapture of sacred relics is not worthy of the work of the Cathedral Knight."

Fr. Turns off a lighter grin and Lurik gets up. Following that, Gashley also put down an empty glass and stood quietly.

"God's life was laid down here. Our" Knights of the Cathedral of Tobalcain "will now enter Carlamara's manoeuvre to recapture the original monolith. The Cathedral Knight Gashley Carbuncle is under the command of the main unit."

"Sincerely, His Excellency Commander Lurik Tobalcain"

To Gashley, kneeling to flow and taking the most salute, Lürick continues his words strictly.

"Ask, who are we"

"We are descended from the Second Apostle Cain. Become a diocesan knight chosen by God and charged with a holy mission!

"Ask, our mission is"

"To illuminate this earth with the glory of God, which is widespread again. Even if it takes thousands of years, I swear I will necessarily clear the Darkness of the Demon King and restore the Holy Land of Faith!

"Ask, our God"

"Creator of the world. A glowing, white god who strives for the darkness of chaos!

God bless you.

The dictated sacrament and the method of cutting the cross were no different in any era or place.

Even if, by the ancient demon king Mia Ellord, the holy land of the Pandora continent, Elusion, was destroyed, and all the apostles of the White God were discussed, and the teaching of the Crucifixion disappeared - nevertheless, the shadow of the White God that remained in the land, like a stain, like a curse, continued to linger in modern times.