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

About 2150 years ago.

The West Continent The Forest of the Kingdom of Grizine The House of the Red Witch

McIlier: Forty to

Behind that forest lies a terrible red witch. Because you're a witch with bright red hair, Red Witch.

The Red Witch said she turned the beauty into a frog and stuffed it in a bottle to make it an ingredient for rejuvenation pills.

I've heard of a beautiful woman wearing her skin and sipping blood.

But those named after the Red Witch are lucky to be here for the rest of their lives.

"I wonder why there are so many rumors of a system jealous of beautiful women. I'm on time."

I shrugged, making walnut bread in the kitchen of the cabin where I was born and raised.

I happened to be in town, and when I went to buy flour, I heard rumors like that.

But the rumors were still adorable these days.

People my age are already, I guess, about the age they say aunt, but I still keep the look around 16 or 17.

When I looked in the mirror, its beauty never diminished, and I often wore royal palace-specified dresses in the woods. Because Prince Dominic was crowned and gave me gifts on a regular basis.

He seemed to have become a fine king.

He's still a young king, but he has a good reputation in the Kingdom of Gridgen, and you think he recently got a queen?

I got an invitation to come to the wedding, but I left the royal palace to run away from Master Aurelia, and there's no way I can go without a reputation.

I'll give you a name one day when I have a child, I replied and politely declined.

I was in my 30s and 40s when I left the royal palace, pulling all the way into the woods.

In the meantime, rumors of the Red Witch have expanded, and the forest inhabited by the Lucian Witch has turned into the image of the terrible forest inhabited by the Red Witch, and no one comes to this forest anymore.

Well, that was easy.

I baked as much bread as I wanted, made as much preserved food as I wanted, and enjoyed my free-flowing slow life. A brave man who rarely heard the rumors of the Red Witch came to exorcise me, but for me he was welcome and it was also a magical practice just fine for my spare time in days when I was too free.

Yes, I needed to know more about my powers, and I was also beginning to study magic.

What power is in your blood?

At first, I didn't really understand why blood stuck objects became explosives or sharp blades or threads at my will.

I was wondering if the effect of blood would be different depending on the type of object, but even if I stuck blood on the same dongle and threw it there and exploded, there was something different about the power.

It was a long time later that I came to the conclusion that the amount of information would feed.

And I also understand that when dealing with my amount of information, it must always be attached to me as a thread of blood. If you treat hair as a medium, it's better.

Studying various patterns, I was only ever, ever a very strong witch.

But the people who come to exorcise me are so weak that I haven't had a chance to test this strength, I was just thinking, "I guess I'm strong," and I sighed that it's the magic I wear because of it but it's boring.

One day, a man crossed the forest line.

I was looking forward to seeing him come from the back of the woods to my house, hoping this time the awesome hunter would come for the Red Witch's life.

But it's hard to come to my house.

"... lost in the woods?"

I know I'm coming to the woods, but I seem to be fluttering over there, fluttering over here, and I've been in a lot of hurry.

"Fine. I'll pick you up."

Finally I jumped out of the cabin and headed towards where he was.

There are lots of red witch threads strewn in these woods, and I know where you're going to say someone is.

Once I was seeing him and even knew his name, I knew that information would automatically flow in and tell me who was coming, but this time it wasn't, so I said it was the first person I met.

"Ooh... Mr. Beppin is here. Just fine, get lost."

……

The man, a very physically fit, gray-haired grandfather, made me shudder.

Nothing. I didn't even expect a young handsome hunter.

The old man was apparently a traveler, carrying a large load.

"Are you the Red Witch? Rumor has it, then, that you're an old ugly old lady or something, I heard. But I heard you weren't getting old."

"... there are rumors."

The old man takes me seriously and laughs nicely.

"I see. Oh, you're just like him."

……

I accidentally clap at that attitude that I don't feel hostile at all.

The old man came to me saying, "I need to talk to you," so I asked him his name for now.

"You, what's your name?

"Me? I'm Dakhaluma Galton. Call me Dach. I've been traveling all over the northern continent, and here I am, hearing rumors about your... Red Witch. I asked you because I was a little concerned."

……

Dakhaluma Galton, 72.

No, you're a pretty healthy grandfather for 72. The flesh is also youthful......

I read the information from my name and stared at that grandfather who was quite human away.

I invited that old man Dach to my house and for now I served him tea and sweets.

It was unusual and strange to have guests in our house in the first place, but Dach seemed delightful and drank tea lavishly.

"Dahahahaha, Beppin's tea is delicious!!

……

"Does your daughter live here by herself?

"... but I'm not old enough to be told about my daughter."

"When you're older, can you maintain that young look?

"... yes, but"

Even though he said something rather unrealistic, Dach nodded many times and still didn't look at me as a heretic.

"The rumors were true. I came here after hearing so much about you because I said there was a witch of great skill. Besides you, I know a magician who doesn't grow old."

……

I almost listened to him for a moment, but gradually I opened my eyes and listened back.

"... what does that mean?

"Yeah? That's why I said I know one guy just like you. Well, he's my son... he's not my real son, is he? He hasn't changed his appearance since one time. Angry is when you're the most manly, you've stopped looking old ~. Yeah, yeah."

……

"He's been called the Black Demon King of the North lately."

"... of the North... the Black Demon King?

Black Demon King of the North.

That person, whom Dach taught me, is later with me a great cause.

When I heard this name, I remembered a strange heartbeat.

"The Black Demon King is the King of the Demons. Formerly a human being, he created a country called" Ismore ”in the snowy mountains of the Kingdom of Jolweh on the northern continent. It's the ideal home for the Demons.... Well, normally, it's like a secret country you can't find, but you look like a great witch, so maybe you'll find it soon enough."

While eating walnut cookies, Dach easily told me the story.

I will shut up and portray the country at will.

"Red Witch...... you, what's your name?

"... magicians don't easily name names."

"Dahahahahaha. That's right"

He laughed luxuriously again at what was so funny.

Because I was caged in the house by myself, I freakishly twitch at the laughter of others I haven't heard in forever.

"But hey, you look so cute, I don't know what to call you a Red Witch."

"... it's McIlier. McIlier Lucia."

"Oh, McIlier? That's a good name."

"That's the name your mother gave me. That should be a good name."

Where I named him, I honestly named him because I didn't think he was going to be my threat.

"Does McIlier live here alone?

"Yeah.... I used to work at the Royal Palace, but in the meantime, all my family died, too. Nobody's coming here. If you don't wear your cape deep, you won't even get out of town. Oh, but there are a lot of hunters out there who come to get me."

"Oh. So many bad rumors?

"You know that, don't you? I told you to listen around."

Hung and I, when I paid my hair to get up, went to pick up the candied bottled fruit arranged on the shelf.

I wanted to pinch even something sweet.

"Are there rejuvenating pills that have turned beauties into frogs and bottled them?

"There's no way, that kind of thing. I don't know what it means to make something like that. You don't have to do anything to stay young because you don't have any medicine. Even I'm annoyed by rumors, by this physique."

"... ho ~"

Placing the candied fruit on his desk, Dach was not hesitant to pick it and put it in his mouth.

I brought it here to eat.

"Then you're lonely, aren't you? There's no one here."

……

I got a little silent when they accidentally said that.

But I can't help it. At some point, they created a horrible red witch statue like this on their own.

"I don't have a choice. I'm not like everyone else. I'm heretical."

Dach said this to me, tending to lean over, in that bright, luxurious voice.

"Then you should visit the Black Demon King. The Black Demon King of the North is in the same shape as you. If you call that heresy, he's heresy too. Why don't you see him for once? I think he'd be happy to know there's someone like him."

………

Dach's eyes are like thoughts on a distant northern continent, gentle eyes looking so far away.

His expression was soft and he was like a great father.

"Besides, you're so naughty. He doesn't have eyes for a beautiful woman."

"... is that who you say he is?

"Hmm, not quite there?

Say it yourself. Tilt your neck, Dach.

Though I didn't know what it meant a bit, I noticed a small interest and sense of anticipation, coming in a jitter, holding my chest down.

Dach visited me more than once while staying in a nearby town.

I don't care. I go home with all the good stories, but I honestly think it's been a good time for me to live alone in the back of the woods the last few years.

He was a very warm man.

Because he was involved with the Black Demon King, or even against me, he treated me with the attitude of being a little girl there, and I didn't hesitate.

It was a completely different type, but one that made me ashamed to remember my dead father somehow and miss the warmth of my parents even at this age.

Eventually he embarked on a journey.

I missed him so much, but the information he left me was what greatly shaped me afterwards.

I've been thinking about meeting the Black Demon King.