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

"... this is the magic guide fortress of the Twilight clan, isn't it? It's annoying..."

General Blue's expression cooled somewhere in response to the change in the surrounding space.

I will also keep staring at him on my feet, to the world and position to be transferred.

"I'm still pretty angry about this. After all the happiness, you did a lot of things... I'm sorry I was at peace, but the Red Witch is not a raw, gentle witch enough to silently accept that a gess like you likes me.... you'll regret touching my blood."

I lifted my palm, releasing a thread of red blood from all directions, and with the consciousness of the Blue General connected to Sir Barondot's body, I stopped connected to this 100% magical fortress of fantasy called the “Black Curtain”. That's what I gave the order to say to the yarn.

The Blue General naturally would have thought I was going to kill myself, so he couldn't seem to open his eyes and hide his surprise look.

It was a moment, so he couldn't do anything about it.

"... Ha, I see. You've done this..."

Connected to a red thread, like a marionette. I don't feel sorry for him for his inability to move.

This “black curtain” is a symbol of the world of death, yet a world that will never die. General Cannon and Solomon Twilight have been preparing fortresses to say that for a long time.

He said this was the Magic Fortress for the General against Blue.

"This would be the wisdom of“ the man ”in...... Um, the“ retriever "... Heh heh, I never thought you guys would fight together."

………

Here comes the cuttlefish and the guy in the example, like slipping through a black curtain.

To me it's “brave”, to the Blue General it's “retriever” and now it's called General Cannon, that man.

"Ha ha, it's still you!! You bet!! Because you must be the only one who knows how to do this!!

The Blue General turned his gaze only to the brave and laughed softly.

"But this is just a life-extending procedure!! My consciousness still has six left!!

I ate my teeth in the tight air.

Yes, this operation, conceived by the brave, was a exploitation of the magical weakness of the Blue General.

One of these magical conditions is to say that there are seven ceilings separating his consciousness, and no more.

The flesh that once took over consciousness cannot transfer that consciousness to another flesh without dying. This is also one of these magical troublesome conditions, the brave man said.

A thousand years ago, he is a brave man who seems to have handled quite a bit to recover the body of General Blue by this magic. The brave man says he caught up with the blue general, who dies and turns consciousness one after the other, by "not killing him”. That said, he tied his consciousness in some way from one flesh to another, so that he wouldn't let him die, one by one, and he shredded his palm, which he called his consciousness, which he could freely handle, and eventually caught up with the body.

This black curtain is also a space that just says "undead fantasy space," and by my magic connects his consciousness to his flesh and locks him in this world, it deprives him of one freedom of consciousness.

I'm sure the Blue General was willing to transfer the consciousness he was transferring to Lord Barrondot to my flesh by killing this flesh, but now I can break that thought.

There are six more consciousnesses he can divide, and it's possible to get my flesh by vacating one of them, but you can't say right away. Because he will have plans in many ways, too.

Yeah, sure, this is just a life extension.

But to say that you have sharpened the consciousness of General Blue by one is a great achievement.

"... Long time no see, General Blue. Again, that's where you're masterful."

The brave man asked him pale.

"If you take the Red Witch's flesh away from me, I'll be in trouble.... I want you to stay here until I kill your main body... Even if you want to die, it's this space that won't die. It would be fatal for you."

"...... hehe, I didn't expect to get caught in the same hand as a thousand years ago. Boulders, collectors are ready."

The Blue General had nothing to contend with this situation, he was just hanging from my red thread and staring at the brave. These two seem to have a considerable cause, too.

"Just the Red Witch. I want you to remember that your flesh is still in my hands. … I'll pick you up soon."

Niyali, and when the blue general, who looked like Sir Barrondot, laughed, the world returned to reality again.

From top to bottom, like painting colors.

Next to the bed in my room, I was standing in love. There are brave men on the side and Solomon Twilight on the corner of the room. But the Blue General is tied to the “black curtain” world and hasn't come back here. Naturally, that's what my magic commands.

At the last laugh of the Blue General, my spine felt frozen and I was distracted and greeted on the spot.

When you look at your hands, they're so white and bloodless, they can't stop sweating cold.

………

A brave man held me silently and carried me to bed.

"Hehe... I just used a little magic. This is it. I can't believe the day is coming when you'll be stuck with a princess. It's humiliating."

"... if that's all your mouth goes around, you'll be fine"

"Still no different."

The brave man looks down at me and narrows his eyes.

"This time the magic was a huge strain on your body. The curse of the Blue General erodes faster when using magic. You shouldn't use any more magic."

………

"The next time you use magic... it's time to make a fortune. You know that."

"Yeah...... I got you some time for that. I'll keep my word."

I lay neatly in bed and I looked up at him.

I don't think its sharp gaze, its low voice, is any different from that which has always been horrible before, but it feels strange to be able to talk calmly like this.

Even if I could not break the curse, I was only a little refreshed to be able to reward the Blue General with one arrow.

I speak to Solomon.

"Solomon...... thank you too. The Magic Fortress has put a huge strain on your bodies, and you've pushed a huge bomb."

"No. Originally, this is the Magic Fortress we had prepared for this purpose. Besides, for the Twilight clan, the Blue General is the biggest enemy... Now that Princess Shatoma's healing magic is protecting me, the risk is mitigated."

"... yes"

Solomon, who had refrained in the corner of the room, should also have carried a huge burden, albeit 100% of the fantasy.

For the Twilight clan, the Magic Fortress is a harsh magic that keeps the flesh at risk. Because even Thor suffers enough from that risk.

That said, the magic of the white mage Princess Shatoma seemed to be giving him protection, with little butterflies dancing around Patapata and Solomon.

"Machia!!

Suddenly, the door to the room opened and Tor, which should have been attached to Lena's escort, appeared.

It was so unexpected that I was surprised, but I was tired and my body didn't move right away.

You've been chasing Tor, and Lena's coming from behind it.

Thor looked at me pretty weak, and he looked brave, and he looked pretty scary. I am drooling without sparing the magic of the Black Demon King.

"Brave man... what are you doing to Machia..."

………

Thor even made some mistake, pulling out his hips sword and creating a distortion of space beneath his feet, while turning to the brave.

But the brave man had nothing to do with it, and he just had a hooky, hateful grin.

"T...... Thor, please stop. No... this is..."

I breathed constantly and tried to stop the conflict between the two of them. Even when it comes to the conflict between the two, it's a one-sided thing about Thor.

"Why, Machia?"

"No... the brave... General Cannon... whoa"

I coughed up a little and woke up my torso.

Thor rushes and comes to my side and hugs my shoulder.

"No, Thor... well, he just came to see me. As a messenger of Frezier. Work."

I was putting it by the bed, pointing to a bouquet of roses. Although it was brought earlier by the Blue General.

"This is what General Cannon brought me. Right."

………

General Cannon obviously looked disgusted. Kind of funny.

Surely it's not Gala he brings a bouquet of roses to visit, is it?

"... it's a bouquet of flowers."

"Oh, I dropped it. There. You're right, General Cannon."

………

Though I wouldn't be a brave man to step on such a dodge. He looked down at me like he was staring at me. Cold sweat.

Thor was obviously suspicious, but I said so, so I didn't have to go any further.

Lena stopped by to worry.

"So, it's okay...... makia. I didn't know you weren't feeling so well..."

"Oh, my God, there's no such thing."

Nevertheless, why did Thor and Lena come to my room at this time?

When I was wondering, a brave man turned his back on me and tried to leave this room.

Solomon will follow suit.

"Oh, hey..."

"... take care,“ Miss Machia ""

That's all he said when I called him to stop. And I command Lena to "get out too".

Lena was afraid of the brave, she reacted freakedly and immediately followed it.

When the three of us are gone, this room is as usual.

It will always be just me and Thor's room.

I exhaled for a long time and closed my eyes for a little while.

"Machia...... are you okay? You look a lot pale. What the hell happened?... Here I am, feeling the undulating magic fluctuations of the Magic Fortress, so I came back to wonder if something had happened."

"... Tor"

I slowly lift my eyelids and stare at Thor's face holding me.

I just didn't see him for a day, but I feel like I'm going to face him in a long time.

I reached out weakly and held his head tight.

"Thor... you smell like Thor"

"... what the hell. What's so obvious?"

"Hehe, I knew you'd be relieved."

………

Thor sighed and stroked my back with a pomp.

That's all, I feel a little easier. Tor is still the only one who can pull all the power out of his body and bring it about.

"Look... lie down. Damn... don't go crazy."

"... Sometimes I'm weak. Wouldn't I be bad, too?

"It's a big attitude everyday."

More than a word, it sounded like Tor, and I laughed unexpectedly.

He lays me down, pays my forehead, touches my chilled cheeks. It's warm enough to erase the unpleasant feeling when touched by a blue general. From above his hands, I layered my own.

"Tor...... I'm sorry. You're busy. Listen to me for a second."

"... what"

"I really want to sleep. Because I haven't slept since yesterday.... but I'm also kind of afraid of falling asleep alone. So it's good until I go to bed, so I was wondering if you could stay on my side..."

"Oh, my God, you haven't reached my limit yet."

Smile so gently that it doesn't seem, Tor peeks into my face.

And slowly, I lay my own lips on my lips.

Fusari and his forehead blurred between his eyebrows, touching his forehead, something I stopped cutting sexually.

"Good night, Machia"

Thor's voice freed me from nervousness and invited me to sleep at once.

It was a long invitation to memories that I could finally face.