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

My name is Lena.

It's just Lena in this world.

"... Tor...? What's wrong, sir? Something... seems to be on my mind."

"No..."

……

Mr. Thor had a very mushy look from earlier on and was following me.

If you don't like my escort that much, you don't have to ask me otherwise... but I guess he's at work too.

Very awkward.

I wonder why this guy hates me so much. I won't put it on the table, but maybe I don't like it.

You only say "no..." even if I say something.

When I first saw it, I didn't think about it. I just thought I was stupid.

I've never had much to do with a guy on Earth, so I got a little bit of a cool guy to reach out and climb up.

I looked at Chirali and him and sighed.

"After all... Mr. Thor, you're avoiding me somewhere, aren't you? Did I do something?"

"No..."

See you later.

Did Mr. Thor also get awkward on the boulder, scratching his head and adding another word.

"You don't care about anything. This is my problem."

"I don't care if you say so..."

I try to avoid saying anything to me like this.

Thor avoids me, but he doesn't treat me very clutterfully. Instead, be careful and try not to want me to know anything.

Touch the swelling, like that.

Whether my dissatisfaction had been conveyed to Mr. Thor, he gave a slightly troubled look and put his hands on my head, most importantly.

Pouncy.

Maybe he did that with the feeling of being in a child's mood, but I'm not very used to guys, and I've been tempted again, and I've obviously dyed my cheeks.

"Shh, I'm sorry..."

Look at me like that, Mr. Thor apologizes with a rushed look.

Embarrassing.

I'm the only one who seems very conscious.

So as to hide such embarrassment, I turned my back on him with a curl and proceeded along the path in front of Stasta. You don't even know where you're headed.

"I don't know... Mr. Thor is weird. Absolutely weird."

"Here, don't move too casually"

Mr. Thor felt that he had only made the tough attitude he had had a little more flexible.

I'm kind of glad to hear that.

The Vabel nation, a small state, is within the Kingdom of Ruskia.

It seems that the main religion of this world takes this Vabel country as its main mountain, and that people offer prayers to the Holy Land of Vabilophos during the Episcopal Festival.

It could be like the Vatican City Country...

And, I think about it appropriately in light of the Earth's circumstances.

With that said, from the upper management of the Royal Palace before, Machia told me.

But as soon as I stepped into the cathedral, I was overwhelmed by its sacred air.

I understand naturally that this air is the symbol of a different world Mayday.

What is this strange feeling, this strange power, that looks up at the cathedral's round ceiling and rises from underfoot to top?

"Mr. Thor, that's a strange place...... here"

"Well, it's a sanctuary. It's full of magic."

"Magic......?

"Oh. You've never seen magic before?

"No, I've shown Princess Shatoma a a few times, but I feel weird watching her more than once"

"Well... there wasn't one on Earth."

I asked Mr. Thor, and I wondered, this rising feeling seems to be a flux of magic.

This is a sanctuary, and the land has power?

Little do I know magic, it's a story I don't understand.

"Can you use magic, too, Mr. Thor?

"Well, I guess you can use magic because you're like an advisory magician."

"Well, so is that."

What, you're asking the obvious, I am.

I pound my head and get a little embarrassed.

I guess Mr. Thor thought you were a weird kid.

"If you've come to this world, you must have some kind of magic. What if you can't use magic even though you're more or less said to be the Savior"

"... That being said, you can't do anything you don't know. I can't do anything without learning."

Also, the word "Savior” came out, which made me a little depressed.

"My parents told me to learn and study, so I never did anything from myself..."

……

"All of a sudden I come to a world like this, but I have no idea what to do. I'm still here..."

"Well, you'd be like that if you were a regular high school student"

Though I was wondering if I could be frightened, Mr. Thor showed me a certain understanding.

I'm a little upset.

"Did Mr. Thor do the same?

"No, we had memories of a previous life, so that didn't happen. Conversely, I was completely dead because of my memory, and I was floating around. It's been a long time since I've had any youth."

But I felt some discomfort with his words.

It is said that there were memories of previous life on Earth.

"How many times has Mr. Thor been reincarnated?

Question that just came up.

Mr. Thor looked like he was gone.

"... Black Demon King?

I shrugged the word that came out when Mr. Thor was talking to a man with a scary face, dressed as a bishop of the Patriarchate.

I felt like I missed you, that name.

All of a sudden, I try to remember a certain person in my brain.

Somewhere, that guy I've seen. Someone with dark hair and a black cape woven with wings.

Where did you meet him? Dreams...?

Snow fields on one side.

End of the North.

A sight or keyword that you shouldn't know, that floats and disappears.

Vague dejab.

They took over my consciousness completely and spoke to me.

Everything you need to know is here.

Leaving Mr. Thor's side, with his voice and feet, I found him in the back of the cathedral, opening the black door.

I thought it looked like a very big, heavy door, but it opens very gently and leads me inside.

Take a long staircase and find an old mural.

"What is this..."

I trembled because it was in the middle of a creepy, dim staircase.

I don't feel comfortable with the mural.

I took my eyes off the mural and went further down the stairs so as not to look as far as I could.

I start to see the pale light and I come here myself but I thought carefully or I hurry down and go.

And I saw an open green space and breathed heavily.

What a fresh and sacred air.

"... tree?

The first thing that caught my eye was the great tree that soars in the heart of the space.

A branch leaf extending from the thick trunk covers the top of the space.

I went toward the foot of the trunk, even though I was scared.

Who the hell did you call me?

Unstoppable anxiety, a little anticipation and exhilaration.

Even though the wind is not blowing, the leaves of the trees shake and there is a rubbing sound.

Shizukuishi falls into the fountain, making a beautiful noise and a sparkling mist blushes her cheeks.

That's how I found it.

………

I just stared at that “grave," surrounded by blue soft moss and grass and white little flowers.

Without even blinking.

Inside that coffin, which sleeps at the root of the great tree, there is a man who sleeps held in every swinging water.

Dark-haired, dressed in black, man.

"... ah"

I tried to take a step back and collapsed on the spot without being able to do so.

I can't stand the thoughts I've put in much earlier than I understand.

The face that I was trying to vaguely recall from earlier is confirmed once and for all.

"Black Demon King......"

Once “he” appeared in my head, I couldn't stop it anymore.

In countless memories flowing in pieces, my chest was about to be crushed, and I lay down on the earth.

Oh, this man is the Black Demon King.

And I'm Helena, who was this man's wife.

As soon as I became aware of it, I couldn't stop overflowing tears, I couldn't help but hold my painful chest and grip grass and dirt with my other hand.

"I'm sorry... Black Demon King... I'm sorry... eh"

Before the dodgy overflowing words of regret and penance, those distant memories, he raised his voice and cried.

I vividly remembered the moment of betrayal.

I am the one who killed this man who loved the Black Demon King so much "Helena”.

In the old, fairytale-like snow world.