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

"... gehogeho"

Unwrapping the Magic Fortress, I knelt at the store tip in the evening. Spit blood out of your mouth.

My whole body hurts.

Somewhere in the body is definitely wiped.

Influenced by the street rain in the outside world, it was also raining on my demonic fortress. This is a testament to the fact that the time limit for construction was coming.

Only a few minutes, and even a space without a physical element that says 100% phantom, the limit will soon come with magic to my extent.

"............"

I woke up and dragged myself into the store.

"Oh... well... it was true that you said you had your hands on the contraindicated sorcery of the Black Demon King."

"Without the Fortress of Magic... we wouldn't have survived... eh"

"If that makes you such a body, I don't know... Hihi, well, I don't hate it. I gave one eye for my family."

When Madame looked at my prosthetic limb as she could see from the gap in the black robe, she raised one mouth and laughed.

"So, what happened to that demon clan?"

"Madam... did you know it was the Demons who came?

"I saw the Demons once when I was younger. Well... there's about as much pain relief as there is."

Madam offered me medicine in a bottle sitting in a bench.

"... the Demons, I killed them"

"Oh, my God, she's a scary lady."

"There can't be anything good about keeping the Federation assassins alive. And they must have smelled the witch's magic."

The medicine received has a green frigid color, but I have asked my grandfather that her medicine can't possibly not work, so I will try it without hesitation.

Suddenly, the pain in my body pulled off.

"It's just painkillers. I'm not going to completely cure what you've lost."

"............ that's enough. Besides, this time, the part that was mocked will heal if I have time."

Slowly breathe and adjust the flow of magic in your body.

Madame's medicine is helping me with that. The boulder is white magic. Did I mention that these kinds of detailed tasks are good for you?

"... is the witch any different?

"Oh... thanks to you for protecting me, I'm still in my dreams"

………

Take off your rain-wet robe and look like a thin black piece.

I don't really take off my robe in public, but because Madame brought me a towel.

"... prosthetic legs on the prosthetic arm? I don't think it's my younger daughter's body."

"I can't believe... he's still totally better. He was removed from the front line of Frezier's battlefield."

………

Potatoes and Shizuku dripping from my hair.

Even as I wipe my body's Shizuku with a towel, I can't help myself somewhere.

"I have a brother, but I don't already have half my body, and I still build and research Demonic Fortresses every day, and I'm out on the battlefield. While enduring body pain every day...... My brother is the boss, so he thinks he should take the most risks. To save other members of the clan captured by the Hermédes Federation. It's a crazy obsession."

………

Madam turned her gaze only to this way.

"With that said... what happened to Janhan? It was two generations ago, wasn't it?

"Grandpa Yanghan was murdered. by the Federation."

"... right... He was a good man. He was well equipped and talented."

"Grandpa used to talk about Madame, too.... that he was a beautiful man"

"Well said. The man who waved me because he had a fiancée."

Pompous and speaks well for me with a small number of words. Madam was also raising her voice and laughing.

This Madame feels relieved that her great presence and her body, eroded by the magic of chaotic poison, has some nostalgic air.

Zaaaaaaaa............

The evening stand strikes this town very hard right now, and its sounds can be heard all the way inside this shop.

With that said, the Machias are slow.

Is it stopped by the rain?

"This street rain stops immediately. It's this climate that clears up after sunset."

"The earth should moisten"

The land of the north, in some places, is covered with snow and ice all year round, and the land withers.

Really, really poor earth.

There is also a large desert in parts of the eastern continent. The south has changed and there is nothing but abundant land.

This is the power of the grace of the sanctuary.

The witch is its symbol, but she still does not wake up.

"I'm sorry!!

It was like Machia and Tor who came into the store with Karan Karan. Madam leaves for the store.

They were both hit by quite a bit of rain, and the sound of walking was strangely cuckoo. The sound of stepping on a shoe containing water.

You must have come here in the evening.

"There will be Perselis here. Is Lepis here already?

"Oh... because you're late, that's where she exorcised the uninvited guests."

………

Two people with bath towels came to the room where I and the witch were.

The two seemed to find the witch and, on the other hand, distrustful of sleeping.

"What the hell... what do you mean?

"The Green Witch is beyond my memory now… Hihi, by the time I wake up, you may not be the witches you know"

"... Madam... what the hell is that..."

Madam just laughs at Niyaniya and doesn't explain anything more.

Master Machia noticed me sitting in the bench.

"Lepis...... did you bump into the sunset too?

"... Ah, no... I..."

As I mumbled, Master Thor came before me, and after looking at me seriously, he looked kind of very complicated.

I thought I was gone.

I exposed my prosthetic arm and my prosthetic leg to him.

"Lepis... you... it's not spatial magic... by the Fortress of Magic"

………

"I would have activated the Magic Fortress just now around here. There is a distortion of space.... Did they twitch you?"

"... it's no big deal. Because this prosthetic limb is also the result of a long descent risk"

"But...... eh"

Master Thor keeps his head down and has something in mind.

Master Machia looked worried and compared me to Master Thor.

"Even me, the risk of a Magic Fortress is heavy.... Do all the Twilight clans use the Fortress of Magic?"

"... Yep. We study the fortresses that were each in our own style. The risks are well known.... But you're mistaken, Black Demon King."

I said with a slightly stronger tone, looking up at Master Thor.

He's very, very similar.

Very similar to my brother. No, I'm sure your brother looks like Tor.

I miss that face, and I hate it.

"We were able to survive by the magic you left behind. Even if the risk is greater, this magic has potential. You have the power to get it just because you suffer the pain. We were lucky......"

………

"We needed strength to get out of the Federation and survive. So I got my hands on your contraindicated magic" Magic Fortress ”. This magic was left behind... we were able to use it because we inherited your blood in colour... and that was very fortunate."

What I'm saying is what your brother once told me. No matter how much I asked your brother to stop, he didn't stop taking risks to gain strength.

Master Thor, with a face similar to that of such a brother, turns to a complex expression that he wants to deny.

"Don't tell me you're pale. Some parts of my body are scratched, it can't be painless. You guys are not like me...... There's bound to be a rattle someday... you know what I mean?"

"... Yep. Still... we have things to do."

Pota... Pota...

Shizukuishi spilling from Tor's hair is falling on the floor in front of him. I said nothing more as I stared at that part.

I couldn't even see his face.

"... Lepis..."

Master Machia sits next to me and looks worried while wiping her hair with a towel.

Master Thor remained silent.

In a dim, incense caged room, you can hear the sound of pounding rain and the sound of thunder heard far away.

If I was just blurry in silence, at some point the evening had left, with a slightly orange light shooting out the window.

Still, the witch is still asleep.