Kuro no Maou

"--Ha!?

And the moment he woke up, Prim wanted to die.

Because I immediately remembered my faults.

More so, such as falling unnecessarily in front of a master who is God...... never as a homunculus, no, it is an impossible great lapse.

After all, I was called out before I was caught in negative thoughts that I should jump into the Fusion Reactor now with a defect.

Looks like you're awake.

"... Dear Sariel"

"You don't have to honor me. My flesh is artificial (homunculus), just like yours. No, for being a slave, I'll be lower as an identity."

For Sariel, it's just a self-declaration based on facts.

But in Prim's chest when he hears the word, strong feelings burst up in Russia or something.

Chrono immediately became his own slave, the only being.

Homunculus, an enemy of spectacular killing, yet forgiven for all its sins and desiring Chrono to serve him most recently.

Its origins and background are very difficult to say the same homunculus.

Sariel was too, so special.

Prim still didn't know the name of such a girlfriend and the emotions that gush in her chest when she was thus relative.

"Your husband (Lord) is..."

"The master is on the go. But I was very guided about your fallen daughter."

"Ha!

Beyond remorse for playing an unacceptable lapse, remember to rejoice.

But Prim was ashamed of how pleased he was that the Lord cared about him.

"Prim, you have stronger feelings for the Master than any other homunculus"

"That's not true. We are made to have the same performance. The body (type) is sexaloid, but the contents (program) do not differ"

"I know how you feel. The emotion is neither a structural defect nor a fatal error"

"How... how do you know"

"I learned that my love is not something to be ashamed of, but something to be proud of"

By the power of love, Sariel lost.

The devotion of Lily and Fiona, who cooperated with Chrono to defeat themselves, the Apostle, just to love, though.

And when I challenged Lily to stop being jealously insane, Sariel lost because it didn't extend to the depth of her love.

Sariel admits that just one emotion - love - is the driving force behind the power to defeat even the Apostle. And above all, the figure of them, who speak of love in high spirits, looked above all brilliant.

"If this is not my flaw, what can I do? As it is, I cannot do what Lord expects me to do…"

It's only natural not to be a job if you just get knocked down by a stroke of your head.

It's not just simple physical contact. I'm sure Prim will have an unbearable emotional outburst just because Chrono sees it and turns that feeling around.

To receive God's will, too many human beings were too fragile.

"I cannot offer that specific solution"

Sariel and I are not in control of the emotions that are within us. I can't expose the inside of Shirazaki Liko's curse very much.

What can I do about this feeling...... what I want you to tell me is Sariel herself.

"But I can introduce you to the best person to solve this problem"

Saliel called the name with a homunculus common faceless expression, but with a reasonably confident certainty there.

"Regards, Maid Chief, Later"

"Yes, I'll leave the education of the newcomer to this maid chief sheep, Sally!

Burn and the door opened and appeared as a young maid girl with a flat chest, though not the same length as her prime and back.

It is sheep who build their bodies and act on their own by means of the pseudo-water attribute 'black water (avisdrop)' that rushes to make long black hair that just reaches their ankles look fuzzy.

Saliel entrusted the solution to this problem to a 'weapon of curse' that was not even human, more so.

"You're the prick, aren't you? I was watching, your husband naded me, and I fell flashy, troubled you!

"Grr..."

And, only the gu roots come out prim.

A sheep's statement that determines where it hurts, but it is also an indisputable fact, so shock is inevitable.

"It's not if you're worried, Pri has been nominated by your husband. If, then, you must be able to serve with the whole body and spirit, you are disqualified as a maid!

"Sorry"

Sheep give a truly satisfying look to a flat-headed prime on the weapon of the first encounter curse.

"But this husband's first maid, the maid length sheep, who originated and culminated, made a bad rookie in instant combat with Bishibashi education!

"Ho, is it true"

For the eating of the prime, the sheep, increasingly concerned, glanced greatly at its flat breasts, proclaiming.

"I'll take care of everything for this maid length sheep!

And in a decision pose that whispers his fingers all the time, Sheep puts down their first order.

"Let's start with Pri, your husband's practice of being able to stroke your head. Yikes!!

After declaring the formation of the mercenary regiment, I left the mansion and headed to the industrial zone of Sparda.

"Don't come around here for the first time."

It is a place I have never been familiar with.

Usually it's just the corner where the Stratos Forge Workshop is located, and I can run things related to equipment. The industrial zone is lined with larger factories and has an atmosphere similar to that of Adamantoria.

At present, there is a manufacturing plant for rifles here.

Using Mr. Leggin's legend, Simon started producing 'Crow Rifles' from that Moldred Arms Chamber, borrowing some of the factory equipment, just when we were traveling towards Carla Mara.

Little by little, the rifle has been sold, and now they've expanded the factory they use, which is now Simon's hub. School, you wouldn't have graduated yet, would you be okay?

Well, including around there, I'm a wacko to see Simon.

"This way, sir."

The guide is Homunculus, a woman who is captain of the second experimental unit, Sylphide. Sure, it was F-0049.

Seriously, I can't remember the number call, but I was number 49, too, so this guy remembers properly.

Unlike Salamandra, Sylphide is responsible for the use of firearms by those who Simon manufactures, so he's been acting together from time to time.

Naturally, this factory is also one of the workplaces and is a place we go every day.

"Do you have Simon?"

"If this is the time, it will already be about business"

Undoubtedly, following her unmistakable response, I entered the factory.

"Ah, good morning, Sikh!

"You're late today. Good morning."

"Good Morning"

F-0049, a woman in misplaced maid clothes, in an admirably operational factory with a large furnace lit with fire and sparks of magic brilliance, but as I was so accustomed to the workers inside, a cheerful greeting flew from there when I saw her face.

You seem familiar.

I was a little worried because I'm a homunculus, but as Lily put it, nothing seems to be wrong and I'm a little relieved.

"Mr. Sikh, are they calling you"

"Yes, unintentionally, the nomenclature by unsolicited abbreviations rather than official names goes right through here"

"That's good. But Sikh is just a nickname, so it feels a little more feminine... Okay, your name is Sikh"

"Jesus, My Lord. Immediately named and honored."

She is also part of the mercenary corps from now on. For now, the members are all going to give it a proper name, but it's a naming for a hundred. I have to say that even I, the boulder, have a tough job.

So I thought I'd have to put it on when I came up with this... but I regret it shortly after that I should have picked a few more places.

"Wow, Mr. Sikh's on his knees."

"Seriously, is he your real husband?"

"What is it, our sponsor's, Nantcamaster?

"Yes, yes, the hero of Sparda! You're an amazing adventurer."

"I'm a beauty like that."

Wye and the workers flourish, and the attention of curiosity is drawn.

In the meantime, it's going to get in the way of my job, so let's just go.

As such, I was led again by F-0049 Re-Seek, and I proceeded to the back of the factory.

Seek stops in front of a double-open iron door with a lab, no access, and a thin, dirty stand. Apparently, it's here.

She opens the heavy iron door without difficulty with her slender arms.

Then, in the back line are three armored planes.

And there was a tiny, gray-headed back that was nodding before that.

"Simon!"

"Ah... brother!? He was coming home!

Oh, it's been a long time since we've met again.

Run over and hold up that little body.

"Wow, hey!

"Long time no see, I missed you"

"Oh, it's a big deal."

and so on, and once again turning to Simon, where we reunited once again rejoicing.

"Um, hey, aren't you done?

"I don't know, I'm fine."

Will it be fulfilled? For some time after we met, I really thought she was a girl, Faith, but now her skin is blue and white, with a dark neighborhood under her eyes.

"Come on, you're okay, you're pretty tired. This is"

"Well, I've been a little busy lately. The production of the crow rifle came on track, the machine gun was finally completed, and on top of that, there's a study of armor on ancient weapons, and oh, and Lily's asking me to do all sorts of things -- --"

"I don't care what you think. It works too much!

"It's okay." --Oh, Mr. Sikh, I'm here.

"Good morning, Master Simon. It's lunch time."

"It's that time already...... oh, I'm out of hands already, don't you have Mr. Sikh?

"Go ahead."

Seek gives Simon something like a chocolate bar because he's really used to it, but it looks amazing.

"Hey Simon, it"

"Oh, here? I say caroboo, this one will nourish you for the day. It's convenient, but it's not delicious."

Laughing bitterly, Simon cheeks in the cold coffee he was putting on the table, jabbering the flavor of nothingness and the sung, fully nutritious slave diet Calorie Block.

I know it's not tasty. But without any hesitation, make it a cup of coffee and eat it quickly, over.

"Hey, I've been busy, I've been here lately."

"Dear Simon, there is a 15% delay in data recovery for armored 'Hellhound'"

"Yep, I tried pretty hard...... I guess this is all night"

I saw Simon laughing and saying that with cloudy eyes that didn't bring any emotions to mind, and I guessed everything.

"Too much work, idiot! I'm leaving now!!

Since the black form of work of Don Pull became apparent, I dragonfly home to the Mansion, forcing Simon, who is not strange whenever he dies of overwork.

Take a bath, Saliel. Let your stomach-friendly warm meal take place and put you to sleep in the bed of a shark. --Finally, in Simon's eyes, the glow of human life has returned.

"Hey, you're sorry to worry, brother. I'm passionate about it."

"I know how you feel, but think of limits..."

He was originally an alchemist with a high appetite for development. I also know there are ancient artifacts in gun development and too many things I want to do to become obsessed with, but I didn't think this was it.

"You guys, don't make Simon work too hard."

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry"

The homunculus we were with also worked in a bad direction for too much loyalty to our duties.

If it suits them that it's not bitter to keep working forever if you care about it, then the meal will be done with caroboo, from morning to evening, and a lifestyle like that.

"Ha, from this sort of thing, do I have to change"

Overwork is a problem to avoid, even for Homunculus himself.

You don't have to think of yourself as anything, you don't have to fall all of a sudden. Physical fitness management is also within the workforce.

What I should aim for is definitely not a black workplace. White, yes, we have to build a white mercenary regiment.

"--Hmm, well, that's a mercenary group."

"Oh, that's my goal now"

On settling down, Simon finished explaining that it was Carla Mara and his future policy.

"I guess that's how it's gonna be one day, but it feels like finally,"

"I'm anxious to see if I can make it."

"It's okay. Even in Alsace, they put it together well."

"I just blessed my people. I'm not making a big deal out of this."

"That's not true."

I can only say that because Simon is one of the few, far too few survivors of that battle.

"Still, I can't believe you're getting a whole country of Carla Mara... I can't believe it's just a story"

"I don't really feel it either. In fact, it's up to Lily to see how well it works."

"What, brother, Mr. Lily left it to one person?

"There's a lot going on, and I'm made to realize that I'm helpless... and all I can do right now is lead a mercenary regiment. So I threw a round at Lily about the country"

"Oh, that, Mr. Lily without a stopper..."

Simon with a distant eye for some reason.

What are you worried about? Lily promised me that she'd make a country where kids wouldn't be slaves, so I believe I can do it absolutely well.

Most of all, I don't even think I can do everything so well right now.

"Anyway, the important thing is that Carla Mara can be used as a home to fight the Crusaders in the future."

It is unknown how far Lily's caramara mastery will go... but assuming that she can govern successfully, that means she will also gain the military power of a single country.

Carlamara is a special city supported by the Great Labyrinth, although the national territory itself is small. I hear that the population doesn't know the exact numbers, but it's over a million.

"If I'm going to set up a Karamara army, armed people want guns as their main focus."

"Oh wow, you're expanding demand all at once! But are you sure you're okay?

"Carla Mara was originally a developed city. There's a factory that can produce guns, and most importantly, there's an ancient ruin called the Great Labyrinth."

"I see, if we can use the living ancient ruins as they are... yeah, enough, I think it's possible"

"I want Simon to come to Carla Mara soon, including around there"

"Are you going to be able to transfer?

"I can't do it right now, but I'm in it."

"Well, maybe we can move our base over there in earnest."

In terms of safety, Carla Mara, at the southernmost point of the continent, is the most remote from the Crusaders' invasion point. How safer than Sparda facing the Crusaders across the Galahad Mountains.

Also surrounded by the Great Desert, it will take a large convoy to invade. It is protected by natural terrain, just as it is surrounded by the sea.

"So far it's up to Lily, but our home base will be Carla Mara"

"But your brother's gonna be in Sparda, right?

"Well, it's the front line with the Crusaders. Carla Mara leaves it to Lily, and I have to quickly develop a mercenary regiment."

I hear there's no major movement in the Crusaders across the mountain, but I can't be very alarmed.

Daedalus territory alone is vast. In a year's time, colonization would be well under way.

Even if the continent's monoliths don't have the darkness to do anything about it, they have enough land and people to increase the Crusaders' power with a positive attack method.

"That's the kind of wack, I'm going to go sign up for the guild now"

"Then it's time for me to go back to the factory ----"

"Simon is off until tomorrow, no, until the day after tomorrow. No caroboo either."

"Uh, I can't help it"

I'm putting Simon to bed rest, but I'm not even going to be a resting wack yet.

I'm taking all 103 of them to the Spartan Adventurer Alliance headquarters.

"Welcome back, Mr. Chrono. Come back safely, more importantly."

"Oh, Elina, it's been a while. She came home yesterday."

It's been a long time since I've seen the receptionist, Elina.

For once, she is also in charge of the 'Element Master', so if she returns to the Alliance, she will face to face first.

"So, just a greeting for your return today?

"No, I have important business to attend to"

For one thing, we rejoiced in reunion, provided an overview of the journey, and then gave the souvenirs as well, to get down to business.

"Actually, I was going to start a mercenary regiment. I want to register."

"What, give me a mercenary regiment!? That's a lot to think about again."

I was surprised, but never so suspicious.

If you are an adventurer named to Rank 5, it is not impossible to form a mercenary regiment in search of further martial arts.

Even without the Crusaders, there is some scope for mercenaries to play a role on the Pandora continent, with every dispute. There is no war between the great powers, but there are skirmishes somewhere, and there are also large-scale monsters.

As Flame Oak's army has attacked in Adamantoria, the threat of such a legion of monsters cannot be spared in any country. Therefore, even if there are fewer disputes between people, there is always a demand for mercenaries just in terms of versus monsters.

"Registration's fine with the Adventurer Guild, right?

"Yes, I accept -"

Mercenary guild, that doesn't exist.

This is also due to the fact that an organisation called Adventurer Guild is in place and that the mercenaries themselves are, individually, adventurers. It's rarer to belong to a mercenary regiment and not have the status of an adventurer.

The organisational strength and reliability of the Adventurer Alliance is certain, even in terms of managing requests.

"Now, please fill out these documents"

It is a registration document for a mercenary regiment.

Complete the basics such as team name, team leader, deputy team leader, activity base, size, etc.

It does not appear necessary to fill out the boulder with all the names of the members in a single document, so that a copy of the guild card, etc. is attached separately.

"Having registered the members as adventurers first, I'm going to be a member, okay?

"Okay. How many?

"A hundred."

"That's quite a large area. Chrono, where did you bring him from?

"Kind of in Carla Mara"

My hand at registering adventurers without discomfort for non-existent people named Homncrus.

It diverts human registries in advance close to the age gender of the homunculus and others. From where? It's decided, it's from Carla Mara.

We have the necessary number of Karamara registrars that have already been repaired for the group. On the face of it, the name also decides to use the person's stuff as it is.

Anyway, the person in this household resides far away in Carla Mara, and there is no way to confirm it. Now, you're a real person, so you get a whole real background.

For one thing, this will go smoothly.

"Is the crew here?

"They're all here"

"Yes, I did. The number of people is the number of people, so let me show you to another desk."

As such, Elite Receptionist mode Elina arranged everything without delay, and Mercenary Regiment registration went really smoothly.

While Homncrus and the others were individually registering adventurers, I went back to preparing the registration paperwork... At the end of the day, the brush stopped.

"Uh, Mr. Chrono, maybe"

"Sorry... actually, I haven't decided what to name the regiment yet"

"Mr. Krono, why don't you just say" Krono Mercenaries "?"

Ha, and Fiona standing behind me sighs.

Fiona doesn't seem to be particularly keen on the regiment name. Anyway, I'm the captain of the regiment, so you just have to keep your name, it's a stance like that.

"No, but..."

"Over this period, if you don't get the idea of this," Chrono Mercenaries "is fine."

"Er, Mr. Chrono, although I don't think it's simple and bad either"

That's easy to understand and simple, and it's never a bad idea. I don't, but the mercenary regiment in the corner, I want to make a name for myself. That's cool!

"... does Saliel have any good ideas?

"Dark Knights"

"What?"

"Dark Knights"

No grandeur or shyness, Saliel ran out of words. Twice. I didn't say no by mistake.

"Why 'The Dark Knights'?

"Soon they will be knights of the Demon King. Therefore, the Dark Knights"

"All right, hiring."

I wasn't sure what Sariel was going to say... but I fell in love with him for saying why he seemed so cool without hesitation.

Fine, I'm not just a mercenary, I'm a dark knight.

You are the knights of darkness, beating the White God Crusaders to hell.

"From today on, we're the Dark Knights!

You're a mercenary, but you can name the Knights? The simple question passed in the back of my brain, but it seems OK because it was accepted safely.

Anything, a mercenary regiment, but naming them Knights is a common thing... is everyone thinking the same thing? No, I guess that's all there is to longing for a being called the Knights.

Anyway, now the mercenaries have formed safely.

All you have to do is get an affordable request.

We are doing well, but is Lily doing well...