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

"Thank you Bastian... I knew the smell of Bastian herbal tea would make me feel better."

"Your Highness, you seem tired, so I've changed the blend."

"...... it's true. Is it chamomile?... with a little cinnamon in it?

Sung and fragrance to make sure its blend.

I get really upset when I smell that scent. [M]

"Take your time, Your Highness"

"Yeah...... good night"

After Bastian bowed his head in a gentleman's presence and dropped him out of the room, I took the herbal tea slowly and sighed heavily.

"... well, Master Ulysses is sick."

"Ugh, what kind of disease is that?

"I'm doing it, and a man can only hit and crush it!!

"Don't crush it."

………

A voice heard from nowhere.

The spirits are rumouring. I can hear the whole thing though.

I patted my fingers and embodied them.

Some magic formations make them form.

"... what are you trying to say?"

"No, Master Ulysses... I thought it was like this before... ho"

"If you're a wise man, you're usually calm and you can afford it, but when this happens, you're all screwed. You're too smart, you think too much, you're stupid to go around ~"

…………

On the bet, I grabbed the fan and flipped it over my palm.

"Hey what, Master Ulysses!? Owls can't move when they're turned upside down!?

"I'm glad you're not moving."

I caught and attracted Pinot Dora, who had climbed his bets while bullying his fans.

Creating a water field in the universe, the only celiade that looks like a second commandment summons looks like that - and looks down on it.

"Not at all... Sage says so, but he's just a kid."

"Well, we're like babies from you guys, aren't we? I've been in this world forever."

"Well..."

Celiade is messing with her hair.

"But Master Sage? You're too clumsy for a witch. You can't really do anything else smartly, but you can't go out of love. The Black Demon King was smarter. 'Cause even 2,000 years ago, when I got married to a witch, I was so fucked up."

"Yeah, shut up. Thor, it's strange to compare you to me in the first place. Besides, you guys were laughing couscous."

"'Cause... a witch tells you to twitch about a wise man"

Yeah, even if I remember.

Once a green witch, she was a little more carefree than the character of Perselis today.

Naturally, I lived for nearly 200 years, so she was like a grandson to me, who had seen her since she was born again.

That's suddenly getting married, so.

At first, she hated and refused the White Sage, so it took time to crack it down with her because no matter how long she lived and should have known anything, she didn't have sooko skills like the Black Demon King.

How did we solve it then...

………

As I remained silent, I saw a fan who didn't move while flipping over.

It's so exciting, with the eyes of Manlu. I'm a little scared.

"... what, fan"

"No, nothing... ho"

"Oh, my God. Everybody wanted to stop by."

"I'm not doing it, my husband's overthinking it. Come on. Green lady, aren't you in love with your husband even though you don't remember? Isn't that the answer...... oh shit!!

"... Oh, Pinot. Say something nice."

Celiade points to Pinot, winks.

What the hell are these spirits?

I've been thinking too much. I can't help it.

Because I think about what's wrong.

If you want to go around and say you're stupid, that's fine.

Don't think a wise man knows everything.

I woke up early in the morning, still really early, from the hidden passage of the royal palace to the Patriarchate.

I couldn't sleep because of the lack of sleep, and I ended up awake until morning.

So I've already decided to go to the Patriarchate. Though I don't know if I can see her.

Though I haven't even answered what to do.

"Hey, hey, we did stir it up, but no way to sleep..."

"Well, that's surprisingly bold."

"No!! The Green Witch wakes up before the sun rises, so she's already awake!!

I walk down the underground aisle with a quick leg, scratching at the loud spirits.

It's time for my chills, so flip a feathered robe.

When I reached the Patriarchate, I heard a little strange noise.

………

What is it, the whistle sound?

"I wonder what..."

Early this morning.

But it's the root of a whistle that makes me feel strange somewhere.

High sounds are unstable and yet, conversely, calming, dissonant melodies.

Bishops of the Patriarchate I guess...?

While I was concerned, I opened the black door and went down to the garden of truth, the sanctuary.

………

The garden in the morning is more limp and dull than usual.

A refreshing scent and morning dew, like a knife cut through a cold orange, twitch and flow every time I step in.

Green and white garden.

………

When I thought I heard the water flow, Perselis came out of a small spring in the garden.

The water of this spring has the power of purification.

Indeed, the 2,000-year-old green witch was also immersed in the fountain in this way every morning.

I lost my word. [M]

That figure that drips water and stands, because it looked different from what ever belonged to a young girl.

"............ eiratia......"

The name that came out of his mouth was the name of his former wife.

I did find her shadow on Perselis, and I came out with my mouth shut.

"... Ulysses..."

She looked very surprised for a moment, but tightened her expression and lurked her eyebrows while wet in the water of the fountain.

Because I haven't seen her here lately, or she looks so grown up.

It was the same before.

I thought you were a child, but you're an adult at some point.

………

………

It's been too long, so I don't know how to speak up, but she's been looking at me again, so I've got a mysterious awkward silence.

Eventually, Perselis dragged his long kimono and turned his back on me and went to the back of Sta and Dai Tree.

Did you still not want to see me? [M]

………

As I followed the trail of her dragged kimono, I crossed many of the roots of the great tree, side-by-side with eight coffins lined up.

The water trail is clear and tells us where she is.

Perselis was nodding, between the roots of the tree behind the great tree and the roots of the tree.

"......... what's wrong Perselis?... If you stay in a wet place like that, you'll catch a cold. Because it's autumn already. Especially here. It's cool.... Look, you're shaking a little."

………

I put my own robe on Perselis, who remained silent.

But she remains silent.

"... after all, are you afraid I'm on your side? Do I look like I'm gonna remember something?

"... Huh?

She looked up and had a very strange look, but suddenly she lay down her face.

I narrowed my eyes a little, crouched in and peered into my face.

………

Again, she had wrinkles between her eyebrows somewhere and a hard look.

You can't really look me in the eye.

I laughed a little like I was in trouble.

"... I'm sorry. I haven't been here in forever..."

………

Perselis looked at me once again and turned around unnecessarily.

And twirl, turn your back on me.

"Look, you'll look like that again, Ulysses... It's not Ulysses who doesn't like me."

"... Perselis...?

"Nothing... it's fine. You don't have to come all the way to see me if you look in trouble. Ulysses already has Machia and Thor, right? There are lots of fun people with you, aren't there?

………

Even though she's too small and weak to nod around properly, she still can't be a glimmer.

"Why... why do you look so sad, in trouble when you look at me...? I don't know anything..."

"... Perselis..."

"I'm anxious. Ever since... that day, when Ulysses cried in front of her grave... I've always been scared. I have a feeling... there are signs. I don't know, there's a horrible sign in me all the time."

I'm confused. [M]

After all, she also has signs of memory.

I'm sure it shows up completely with a slight trigger.

For her, it would cause embarrassing suffering.

"... are those signs so horrible?

"I'm afraid... so..."

"Right."

I did not wait for Perselis to say one conclusion. [M]

"But it's okay... you don't wake up that fear..."

…………

On the back of the great tree, I looked over at the pompous, growing grasshoppers, and found the flowers of the white orange infarct, which blossomed securely in them.

"Let's talk about a stupid man who used to be here."

I was remembering myself as I picked and talked about one white orange infarct flower.

"The man can't satisfy himself with one thing about his forgiveness while being called a wise man...... he was such a dumb guy all the way around. Besides, the man had to do things on other continents, so he couldn't stay with his wife forever."

………

Perselis, who tended to lay low, looked up and looked at me somewhere strange.

I gave her a white orange flower a short distance from her.

"The man sent the flowers of the white orange infarct to his bride of forgiveness. And not long after, they became husband and wife..."

You know what the white orange infarct says. [M]

Perselis is blushing her cheeks and widening her mandarin eyes for one full cup.

"... but you mustn't take this"

I gently placed the white orange infarct I had just offered in the green moss area.

I pretended not to see the look on her face that changed in an instant.

What a cruel thing you've done.

"... why...?

"If you receive this, you will surely be swallowed up by fear. Because you'll know everything."

………

Perselis distorted his face and wept.

I am quietly enduring chest pains that sweep up.

"Why... Ulysses..."

"... sorry"

Gently, I turned away from her to walk away from the spot.

Beyond the roots of many trees, let the little girlfriend's cry be heard somewhere.

"Wait... wait... Ulysses..."

Don't go, I think she's squeaking like that.

It could really just be my temper. Honestly, it could just be a thought.

She still thinks of me, it could even be just a mistake.

Maybe I'm the only one still obsessed with her and doing the halfway thing.

If she regains her memory, I'm sure it will torment her. So I said, "Don't receive flowers," and I stopped sewing her memories.

I used the flower language backwards and pulled her apart in a cruel way.

I tease you, thoughtful flowers, talk about the two of us once, and hope.

I hope somewhere that her memory returns.

Conflicting.

If you really don't want your memory back, it was best not to do anything. I should have pretended not to be interested in you. [M]

But by showing her the flowers of the white orange infarct, I ended up tying her up by showing my feelings.

………

Walking early and not turning around, I left the garden of truth and went up the stairs to the ground.

I will return to the royal palace after a thin white cloud, still early in the morning, peeks into the sky from the gap between the cathedral pillars of the Patriarchate.

"Master Sage... you do something unexpectedly uncomfortable..."

"I think you should clearly say“ disgusting ”!!

"Well... this is a serious injury"

I get frustrated with the spirits, but I get stunned by the silliness of my turning around.

But I have to switch heads.

We have to blow it off.

He said it was made up of different colors in the past life and now.

Also, I felt like I heard an unstable whistle coming from somewhere.