Our demon king is coming. (formerly Mayday A Series)

"Who..."

Out of the cold, clear air, snowy woods, I met one man.

It wasn't a coincidence, because I wanted to see him.

……

The man kept his long, black cloak in the wind and just watched the white snow world across the cliff.

In the snow world behind the northern forest there was a country inhabited by demons.

He is the king of that country.

But he was human himself.

I was human, but I'm not a normal person.

But that's just like me.

"If you... Black Demon King...?

"... who are you..."

"I..."

I'm the Red Witch.

Hey... are you and I the same?

………

I used to remember fragments of my memory, as if I had been daydreaming.

Long time no see.

I'm Machia Odileel.

Me and Thor came to King's Capital, and a few months passed. At the end of summer, noon.

This is on the side of the Patriarchate, the School of Magic Studies.

Recently I have been immersed in this school. When I say why I go to school now, a red witch with the highest degree of magic guidance, it's a simple story.

I'm free.

It may be imprudent to say this under pressing circumstances, but compared to Lily, who has more work as a prince, and Thor, who has work as a demon guide knight, I have less to do, apparently a girl who is only fourteen years old or there.

Besides, I'm not familiar with how magic works.

The main sorcery in this country is white magic, and my one-of-a-kind black sorcery is completely useless in times of peace.

Besides, it seems Lord Raymond wants to keep our powers as hidden as possible. In that giant soldier incident, the Hermédes Federation is not always alert to Luskia and sends assassins, so we have never passed the information without divulging it as much as we can.

So we are being looked after by the Institute for the Study of Magic Guidance run by the Medithes on the side of the Patriarchate. Mostly, taking classes at school.

Because you can use so much magic, but you don't know many things about how magic works and fine constraints.

Hats off, especially for the delicate mechanism of white magic.

And its annoying smell is boring to many.

"... here"

………

I was slapped in the head with a thick magic book.

As I was looking out from the edge of the lecture room, I was caught in the eye by the medical teacher who was giving the lecture.

"The royal palace's advisor, the magician, should not be seen in class."

"... uncle..."

"Yes, subtract. Next time I tell you, I'll give you a report assignment."

Boys and girls of the same age in class are laughing couscous.

If I were in this, I'd be just a student, too.

When I first met Sir Medite, I thought of him as a frigid aristocratic uncle, originally my brother, but this is how I can see a different side when I go to the School of Magic Instruction Studies.

His lectures are only about once or twice a week, but the lecture room is always overcrowded. It's a popular class.

Well, certainly his classes are interesting. It doesn't cover up the poison magic situation typical of white magic.

Is that what I'm supposed to say? Even something like that.

The students who stained his teachings here will be fine, frigid magicians.

At the end of the class, the students leave the lecture room with momentum, while others stay and start chatting.

I didn't belong in any class, I was allowed to go out to whatever class I wanted, so I didn't have a specific friend, and don't try to make it again, so I'm leaving school.

I was supposed to go to Medithet's mansion today.

Because Dr. Medite's wife gave birth the other day. A healthy boy.

I was told by Dr. Medite that he wanted me to name the newborn baby.

"Hello, Miss Machia"

"... Doctor, will you stop focusing on me all the time in class? I'm always noticeable, even though I'm being impatient and confused"

"'Cause you sound bored listening to my class. Come on..."

"Teacher's class is fun. But white magic contracts, constraints, that kind of prep? It's really troublesome like..."

"That's how white magic mitigates risks up front."

The Medithes' mansion lies further behind the wide grounds, surrounded by a black fence, on the side of the Patriarchate.

Close to the School of Magic Guidance Studies, I have had a lot of involvement with Sir Medith since I came to the Wang Capital, so I am used to attending this mansion.

What a frigid mansion, I thought at first.

Because the sky is so blue, and the Central Sea is so dear, it's only in the cloudy air around this Medithet mansion.

When we arrived at the mansion, Sir Medite took off his usual hot, bitter, great looking noble magician's robe and greeted us in a light style.

I don't really feel any signs of people in this mansion.

"How is Mr. Giselle?

"Oh... you're already a strange creature to say mother. I had tingling before my child was born, but now I have a fine mother's eye...... huhuhu"

"... Dr. Medite is a fine father with a delight..."

The number of gaps in Sir Medite that do not even try to hide the loose faces that are unique to Niyaniya.

It doesn't seem to be the usual him. Is this the power of the child?

"Please hold on. I don't know where Dr. Medite would shrug underfoot if he was so full of gaps. You have so many enemies."

"... even if you understand that. If I die at a time like this, I can't even watch my child grow!!

This guy is always tense in strange places. I always thought I was an unusual uncle.

Now, walking down the long, dark corridor of Medithet's mansion doesn't meet one person or child.

It's the Medithes under the sky, so I guess you're not saying there's nobody here but a couple.

"Um... I've been thinking about this for a long time, but there's nobody else here?

…… I thought you were here. Well, they're busy... "

"............ ha"

Normally, isn't the welcome something a maid or butler would do?

Always, I think it was Lord Medite or Mr. Giselle.

I came to the back room. In front of that room, one slightly skinny, pale maid refrains.

Oh, I was really there...

"... Colette, are you okay now?"

"Yes, sir"

When she looked at me, she had a creepy grin somewhere. That's what it feels like to be the maid of this mansion.

When Sir Medite opens the door, it is a large room with bright and refreshing air for this mansion.

In a white cot stuck in the middle of it, Mr. Gisele was there. I'm Dr. Medite's wife.

By her side, the newborn baby sleeps easily.

"Oh... Miss Machia, you're here..."

"How are you feeling, Mr. Giselle? Though it seemed a lot harder when I gave birth."

"It was so hard... I can't believe it hurt so much... The guy there is a dick and it's like he's useless and..."

"A man is like that."

Teacher Medite is flirting with it somewhere great.

Even though nothing is great.

"Wow... baby, you're so cute..."

I sleep on my bet, I peered into a baby where everything was still supposed to be white.

This innocent cuteness while being born between an unusual couple on top of this, says Sir Medite, the poisonous man, and Mr. Giselle, the poisonous woman.

"But you shouldn't really touch it. This kid is like adding all the good things about me and Giselle... because he's toxic."

"... good place... hey"

So tiny, the baby......

It will be a legacy of splendid medites.

………

The baby in front of me yawned small.

That little thing with the mouth. She has a very cute upper lip twisted and tufted area.

I don't know yet, but I wonder if he looks more like Mr. Giselle... The feeling of these lips, I feel that way.

"... you look like me. The color of my hair is just like mine."

………

And, Dr. Medite has applied, but I didn't particularly go into it.

Well, I do feel that the slightly growing hair has a similar color and hair texture to Dr. Medite, but I can't say for sure that the hair texture is going to change from time to time...

"Oh... you have a big man"

Suddenly, Gachari and I opened the door and came into the room wearing a dull brown robe, a crooked old woman on the back with an eye band in her right eye. I think she saw me once in a while.

"Oh, dear, are you here? It's unusual."

"Hmm... I thought I'd take a look at my newborn grandson. The name would be better if you gave it to the big guy over there...... hiccup"

"Oh, no, I don't like it."

I knew that old lady with a cane but a dangerous foothold.

"Ah... that time..."

At first, I thought it might have been somewhere, but now I remember it properly. Last year, I bought a wedding anniversary present for my parents at a suspicious demon-led grocery store in Wangdu, but I'm the shopkeeper there.

"... hiccup... it's been a while, lady... no, should I call you Red Witch?

I didn't think it was just that.

Ever since I first met him, he said he was someone with an atmosphere and a suspicious smell.

Snake Empress of Medithet.

That strong scent of poison must be like the fate of this clan.