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

This is how an objective peek into your past raises one question.

Why did the Black Demon King love Helena so much?

I had no doubts at all at that time, but now that I peek at it like this, I find that very strange.

When people ask me if love needs a reason, maybe not, but I think a little bit about why I blindly loved her like that.

Helena was beautiful, probably bright, and I couldn't help but care less about her.

What made it different from my previous wife......

I still think her charm came from saying that she didn't have that memory.

To say that you don't know about yourself, about the world, about the Black Demon King.

That's why I thought you were looking at me myself without any filters, without any obstacles.

That's what I said, because I thought people weren't in this world anymore.

I loved Helena wholeheartedly.

As if it were natural.

About 2,000 years ago.

The Northern Continent and the Mountain Zone of the Kingdom of Jolweh “Eyesmore”

Torque: 200 to

"... what...!?

White Sage is dead.

Betrayed and killed by the brave.

They said there was a rebellion in the eastern country, and there was a brave man involved in it? An angry white sage followed him, but it seems he was in return.

The other companions also have the dead, the seriously wounded, and the missing, and a line of practically brave men is in a state of devastation.

I didn't think this would happen.

The brave men who dragged us out of my relationship with the Red Witch...

"No, are we going to..."

Yeah, that's not the end of anything.

A brave man lives. More than anyone, more than anything else, the troublemaker is alive.

He went from being a brave man to being a rebel all at once, but I'm sure it doesn't matter to him.

Whether he's a brave man or a traitor, his primary goal is to kill the Demon King.

"... will the Red Witch be all right"

Second, I was reminded of the Red Witch I hadn't seen in the last two years or so.

It's been two years since she stopped coming to this Ishmore, but it's been a while since she took it from us.

The last two years have been really, really quiet.

Still, I didn't lose my move to crusade us.

"Dear Torque!! Aren't you off yet?

When I heard the obituary of the White Sage and thought a lot about it, and watched the blizzard through the window, Helena peered into my face.

She was a little more adult than two years ago and growing up to be a more beautiful woman. In these days, she was already on my rightful wife's throne and had become famous in the world as the pet princess of the Black Demon King, but she herself was no different from the old days and bright and obvious.

Stop calling me Black Demon King, Torque and the only wife you ever called me by name.

Until now, my wife has never called me a terrible name.

"Oh... a little, the one who found out is dead. I can't believe he was killed... what the hell happened?"

"... Dear Torque"

I thought the White Sage was something I didn't care about until the end, but I was willing to admit that power.

That would be the same for the Red Witch.

In this world, a handful of people from the same mound died.

Moreover, he was killed by the likes of the symbol of righteousness, which he raised. His carelessness would have been considerable.

………

But I didn't mean to say a word of pity to the White Sage.

Because he would have had something to die for.

If you are the Demon King.

I had a hunch.

If the White Wise Man was killed, the Brave One would come after me or the Red Witch next. He has no more national circumstances to worry about, no more companions, no more cause.

"Black Demon King!! The brave... the brave Kaya...!!

A soldier's report tells me he broke into this Ishmore.

At last I thought, I would lower my sword to my waist and weave a black cape.

"... Dear Torque..."

Helena looks worried, grabs my cape.

I thought it was lovely, and I embraced her.

"Helena... you stay hidden in the deepest wing. Whatever happens, don't come out of there."

"... Dear Torque... but... eh"

"Good."

I didn't mean to lose to the brave, but even the white sage lost.

I don't know what it is.

But even if something happened, I thought only Helena had to protect me.

She's weak. No power, my dearest.

Me and Helena muttered and broke up at all costs.

Then, for a whole day, the brave stayed inside Eyesmore.

Because it is my demonic fortress state, it was only natural to know where he was, but the brave men used the spirits taken from the white wise men to flirt with the demonic soldiers in the country.

There is another troublesome thing about white magic.

It's magic that can limit the amount of information you publish. He used it to the fullest and lurked in the country. My Fortress of Magic reacts to the information of the registered person and explores his location.

The brave used its magic strategically, forged by the White Sage, and hid in this country.

That was very strange.

Why didn't the brave men show up right away to kill me?

Hiding himself, as if he was buying time.

I believed too much that the brave were after me.

Until now, he's fought in a way that minimizes damage under any circumstances.

I thought he was looking for a chance to make sure that I was the only one who could do it.

I was letting the soldiers protect me, there was no change in my wives or my children, and Helena stood still in her room, waiting for the battle to end.

So in the meantime, I never thought that the brave man was in contact with Helena.

I told the demon soldiers to defend the castle, and only one of them stood on a snowfield near the border of Ishmore.

If I was alone, I thought the brave would definitely come. Let's settle everything now.

………

"... are you here?"

The brave man showed up before me.

"... Black Demon King, this is where you die"

Saying so, the brave man pulled the golden sword out of his waist, which was also a testament to the brave man.

I also pull out my own black sword and display some monitors of the Magic Fortress.

Brave men and demon kings, I've been thinking for years about a fortress worthy of that final showdown.

"Magic Fortress..." White Night Uh-huh. "

However, the name of the Magic Fortress did not go beyond it.

All of a sudden, with the little shock I felt on my back and the feeling I remember, I unwittingly opened my eyes and looked back.

"... Helena...?

………

Thin blonde hair was something I knew well.

She's holding me in her arms and burying my face on my back.

"Hey, how the hell did you get out of that place..."

Her building was guarded by strict security.

There's no way a normal woman like Helena could come out.

"... Dear Torque..."

I didn't think so.

If I fight the brave here and now, I'll get Helena involved.

"... eh"

I was trying to figure out what to do while checking on the brave.

That's when.

I heard a dull noise.

…………

Ziva and discomfort in the abdomen. The feeling is also something I have felt many times before.

There have been times when people stabbed me in the back. Yeah, it's close to what it felt like then.

But something's different.

The brave man was just looking at me and Helena more closely.

He won't say anything, and he won't give me a hand.

"... hey, helley... na..."

"... Dear Torque... I'm sorry... eh"

Helena shook herself up as a blurb and stepped back from me.

At that moment, after the feeling of a cheeky and pulled out blade, he is attacked by a pain he has never felt before.

I fell to the ground, just like that.

"………………"

What the hell happened?

I've just been stabbed.

To whom?

It's Helena.

"... Helena..."

A vision that begins to glow. Still, I saw her.

Helena was holding the sword with both hands, blurring and crying.

It's a foggy, blurry, shapeless dagger.

No, because my vision is sumptuous?

"Sorry...... sorry...... oh dear torque...... black demon king......!! But I... I remember... eh. I... my name is..."

I wonder what you're talking about.

I couldn't hear what was going on.

Normally, injuries of this magnitude begin to heal by healing magic, but it still doesn't feel like the technique is working.

There's dodgy and blood, just distant consciousness.

The brave man looked at me just once, somewhere far away, across the sky at dawn... yes he stared at the western side and looked rugged.

It's like something's coming from you.

And Helena left me and left with the brave.