Kuro no Maou

The moon of darkness 11th.

Today and today, it is a black magic development in the near field.

This time the opponent is not Ursula, but Leki in charge of the team. Sometimes I want to fight in a different place than the courtyard. Knowing, using, and standing around the various terrains is also an important element in action.

The first tier is a great place to practice city and indoor warfare.

With all these buildings, no matter where you fight, it won't bother anyone. Normal city. Then I can't.

So, while I was using black magic against Leki, I was in the middle of a roundup of hands in almost real-world format...

"-!?

The unfolding Black Wind Exploration (Windsearcher) heard the child scream.

"Leki, stop."

"- Mm-hmm! What's wrong, Death?

In an ambush, Leki broke through a window on the third floor and swung a wooden knife from over my head and fell, listening exactly to my words of restraint, the attack was interrupted and landed.

"I heard a scream. That looks pretty bad, too."

Children working in this first tier basically don't make noise. Because you know very well that zombies react to sound.

Still, screaming enough to be heard around would be if it was too sudden a raid, or if it was finally eaten after being cornered.

This time, it was a terrible scream with a mixture of pain, apparently the latter.

It also seemed like it had more horrible eyes than just being bitten by a zombie.

"It may be too late for that feeling... but still, as I've heard, I just have to go"

"Master Chrono will be fine, Death, be sure to help the children, Mass!

"Well, I hope... Leki stays this way and goes home to base. I have a bad feeling about it somehow. Maybe there's a shitty undead monster out there, and stay alert."

"Aurai! I'll take care of this one, Death!

So I ran off wearing a mask, as usual.

Being a black masked ash, I run through a city of ruins that I'm totally used to. Recently, vertical walls have also been able to run intact. The trick feels like blackening and integrating every wall instead of sticking your foot on the wall.

Thanks to the knitting of those little moves, the house and the building were free to run around unrelated. I think myself that it's a pretty good ability to run...... I still lose it late to get to the kids help.

"Over there."

I finally captured the point where I would have heard screams.

It is a place like a basket court or tennis court, open like a small park but covered with gold nets around it.

And is there a screaming child in it, the zombies are already gathered around the gold net without a herd? Slapping the fence gassy with groans was like a scene in a zombie movie all the while.

Most of all, such a sight is only a daily landscape on the first tier, which is a nest of undead monsters... what, it feels strange.

Some of the zombie herds are mixed with runners. If they're physically capable, they should be able to climb that much fence or something and break in, but they're just mixing it up with the normal zombies and screaming.

I know I have prey inside but I don't get close because even the undead there are powerful enough to make me think "I don't want to get close".

"You have faint signs of magic. Is this feeling... stretching the line of light attributes?

Is there any other adventurer besides me who came to help the kid pinch?

I don't really see what's going on inside in the zombie herd, but there seems to be no doubt that the surgeon who is expanding the boundaries is also there.

If someone's already come in to help, don't worry.

It's just a situation where we're preventing zombies from breaking in at the juncture, not exterminating them, not escaping them, just caging them.

Perhaps we have a bond, but we are completely besieged and cornered.

"No, no, no!

My thoughts are denied by another resounding scream.

The cry, so sad, was enough to make him decide to enter instantly, even after giving up on a status check and a perimeter investigation. I don't have time to see what's going on, let's just go in and make sure I'm in shape and leave this place.

So ready, I ran and climbed the outer wall of the tallest building around me and jumped into my coat after earning height.

gently over the zombie swarm of gold nets, and welcomed me to the landing of the

"Haha, wow, I'm really here"

A woman with green hair and a white coat of law was smiling like when a friend from the rendezvous arrived.

At first glance, it seemed like a very normal woman who looked pretty good, but it was clear that he was the culprit, given the strange signs of a golden picket knife being held in her right hand and the fact that he was pointing it towards one boy tied to an iron pole.

"Oh, wow..."

The boy with his golden blade poked at him is leaking a groan that doesn't make him a voice in tears. But that face, staring straight at me, had a definite look.

Yes, this boy is the first brother of a slave brother I've ever helped here. He told me about Gigas' castle.

I don't care why he's being seen like this - no, I don't care why. What matters is how to rescue him from the golden knife woman.

I suppress the anger that seems to burn bright red in front of me, and somehow, I think calmly.

The boy's body is tied to an iron pole that stands alone, whether it was originally even a basketball goal. Did he already get stabbed several times with a knife in his thigh, his pants are rattled and his legs are dirty red and black.

I'm worried about the bleeding, but it hasn't even reached a fatal wound yet. Sure, I've heard that there's a big blood vessel in my thighs and it's a hard place to stop the bleeding, but fortunately, there's something in this world about potions that is magical restorative drugs.

I have a pretty high quality potion, and as long as I can help from here, I can recover well enough.

The question is, how do we get rid of that knife woman?

"Are you sure you're Mr. Black Mask Ash on the first tier? No doubt about it, I can't believe you actually saw me rushing to hear my kid scream."

With a flat face, he speaks swallowingly. But the golden body is perfectly placed on the boy's neck, and if I move inadvertently, or even if it's a sign of activating magic, he's dressed to take his life instantly.

When I was a slave ship, I was surprised by the captain taking Lillian hostage, who also stood just fine for shooting at me.

This time, it's not the kind of situation that can be solved immediately if you punch a demon bullet.

But we're not ten meters away from each other. If he misses attention, it's close enough to hit the bullet accurately.

Do we have to catch a little conversation here and see the opportunity?

You were looking for me.

"Yeah, you know what I mean, right?

You mean Silverian's hand.

"Well, it's called a killer. Oh, but I, I usually work differently. Westside Therapeutic Hospital's healer (Priest) is in the main business, and I wonder if this one feels like a side business with both hobbies."

Crazy. I find it worse for a doctor who helps people to chat about that at ease even though he hasn't even heard it, rather than the two-sided nature of having a killer who kills people as a side business in the main business.

"If you're just saying you're hired, get out of here. I'm gonna miss you."

"Heh, just sayin ', that's pretty compelling"

Shit, aren't you going to leave? I wish you would have thought it wasn't right for you.

"If I don't retreat here, I'll kill you. He must have stabbed her just to call me in."

"I thought anyone who was a kid would do it, but I figured, I should look familiar at all. Ugh, it was worth buying out two gold coins."

This do-outside road. I want to punch out that fun smiling face right now, but not yet, he still doesn't show any gaps.

Killer, this woman wouldn't be an amateur just to name her. You should also be used to taking hostages like this.

What if you just distract a guy like that from paying attention to a hostage? What can I say? He's trying to kill me.

"... if you're here to kill me, I'll deal with you. Just call me."

Yes, this woman is not asking me to hold up the hostage for her shield. As a killer, I guess I'm confident in my skill. He's going to fight and defeat me just like that.

If it's become a Sashi battle, it's no longer worth the boy as a caller - no, wait,

"That's right, let's be square, let's go to battle - huh?

I realized I had made the wrong choice after my golden body flashed.

He did, he rode my invitation. But with that one hassle, he slit the boy's throat.

Yes, when I show up here, his role ends. I mean, you could kill me whenever you wanted.

"Temee -"

Without thinking about it later, I should have punched one anyway. Before you have such regret, to much anger, now it's time for your vision to stain bright red.

A bloody shower spraying up from the boy's neck and a killer putting a shaken knife straight at me. My leg was moving before I thought of anything.

"- I would have liked to!!

The first step taken with full leg strength gives you explosive acceleration while cracking the concrete ground.

I wave my fist up, just running straight through the shortest, attacking a woman who lightly, senselessly and irrationally stabbed Todome.

"You don't get so mad at slaves anymore, do you? That's why..."

It's a trap, huh?

Just taking the third step, a white, shining magic formation was floating on the ground. You must have planted it from the beginning in anticipation of me coming straight into the front.

The magic formation of that white trap is apparently meant to restrain the opponent.

Is a faint feeling, a feeling that suppresses the whole body from the top, a magical effect of a weakening (debuff) system that reduces muscle strength?

Along with that, in order to physically stop the opponent from moving, a bunch of shiny chains with white gloss popped out of the magic formation and killed him into my body.

White chains tangled around ankles, wrists, hips, torso and whole body. Just as I materialize (materialize) with black magic, white chains that would be light magic also had steely hardness.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

But with that, to that extent, can you stop me?

I don't even need to deal with the chains. I don't mind taking the fourth step, and if I take the fifth step with more temper, the chains tangled in my body will scream and crack will run.

"Yeah, well, lie, break my 'bondage' -"

By the time the chains are torn apart and a thousand broken, and my body is liberated, there are already enemies in front of me to kill.

You were confident in this weakening of light and the magic formation that bound your opponent with chains, the grin disappeared from the woman's face, and you were just floating a dumb face saying that you saw something incredible about me that had just broken through with force.

"Ku -" The Great Shield of White Light (Lux Almasild) "Huh!

On the verge, he was completing his defensive magic with no chant.

A wall of white, luminous light separates my fist from the surgeon.

"Ora!!

Gashaaaaaan, along with the shitty sound of broken glass, my fist is slapped in the face of a killer.

The Iron Fist of Wrath, with its black and red aura swirling naturally, easily crushes the defensive magic of light and reaches its hateful enemies.

Straight across the body bursting into a woman's white cheek. With the momentum of his neck all twisted off, he spins his cone from body to body and his body flies away.

Even a big golem is an arm force to beat up. The body of a skinny woman, whether she has 50 kilos or not, blows up lightly in one shot.

The guy kept the beating momentum and went in with a ragged and fierce noise in the crate and barrel that was piled up in the corner of his coat.

"Hey, you okay, hang on!

There was definitely a broken feel to the neck bone in my fist. That woman can't stand up anymore dead or alive.

Priority over the killer should be given to the treatment of a boy with a deep slit throat.

His consciousness is hazy and he has no eye focus. Just look up at my face blurry and leak your faint breath out of your mouth. It is not strange to despair at this moment.

I take the potion out of the shadow space (shadowgate) and apply glowing fluid to the painful affected area.

"Please, work for me..."

Whether or not we can hold our lives together now is five fifths. The boy has already been stabbed in the leg scattered and bled more than that. Besides, he bled a lot after he slashed his throat.

Even if the potion blocks the wound, it won't go back to the lost blood.

Moreover, no matter how high quality the potion, the original effect cannot be expected if the vitality of the person is weakened.

"Damn, if you can also use healing magic..."

The flesh complement that blocks the wound with black magic jelly and all the other healing magic that is knitted from it is all for you. Because we use black magic as it is, it is instead harmful to the unsuitable.

All I can do is use black magic. I can't master healing magic that heals others equally no matter how I raise them.

So all I can do is look at my throat wound, which I don't see any signs of regeneration at all when I potion it.

No, it's too big a scratch... maybe this kid already...

"- Ugh, guuuuuuuuuuu... hi, horrible man, how dare you punch a girl in the face as much as you want..."

A killer woman rises from a pile of collapsed crates with her neck facing straight behind her.

"... what are you, a zombie"

"Oh, you're not such a wacko. I'm just like you."

He pressed his head with both hands and forcefully turned back forward to show it. Gokiri, and the unpleasant noise sounded vividly, which must be hurting my neck bones.

"Same," he said. What does that mean? "

"Thus, as soon as I saw it nearby, I knew. You've been playing pretty rough with yourself, haven't you?

"No way, a modified person"

"Wow, so much body remodeling, but a natural finish like it was from the beginning...... I want you to tell me who did this to me, what a great treatment"

"I didn't know there was a guy out there who wanted to imitate that crazy shit."

"Yes, mine is our retrofit procedure. I did it all myself, so I can't do much of a thing about all kinds of resistance or pain paralysis. Amateur limits, I guess."

I see, you mean a stronger woman than I imagined.

This is just a little shooting and slashing, and it's not going to stop. I need to be intent on tearing my whole body apart and tearing it apart into eight pieces.

"Whoa, don't move, Mr. Ash. There's another hostage, isn't there?

and pulled out of the shadow of the wreckage of the crate was a boy still young. I look familiar in that face.

Definitely this boy's brother.

"Shit, you got every brother ready."

"For times like this, right? So, are you still willing to miss me?

Did you get hit once and understand the difference in power? I finally thought it was a job that wasn't right for me, and I seem to have thought about retreating.

Does my brother mean collateral to escape safely?

My brother couldn't help me, but I want to help at least one.

"... okay"

"Well, I'll put this kid down and back off. But if you try to attack me, I'll shoot this kid in the back with a light arrow."

"Okay, just get lost."

I guess I really don't feel any pain. The right cheek being punched as hard as you can think of is distorted by snoring, but still smiling the same way, the killer goes down.

As soon as he takes a step back, I step forward, one by one, and I shrink my distance to my brother, who stands up on the spot.

Almost there, and I can assure you of protection in a little while.

So, as soon as he got down to the golden net of his coat, I finally got to the hostage.

"-!?

instant, a sign of rapid running through magic.

At the same time, an anomaly that occurs visibly.

The moment I reached out, the child's belly swelled suddenly - exploding.