Our demon king is coming. (formerly Mayday A Series)
39: Machia (Machirier), Memory 10.
About 2,000 years ago.
Continental Ismore of the North
McIlier: 200 to
"Hmmm...... did you marry your wife again? You've grown old lately."
As a pocan, he had one mouth up and an emotionally uninspiring grin.
As I fear my inner self and the brave, the Black Demon King marries his new wife again at this age, and he tells me such romantic stories.
With that said, you said not a single line of brave men. White Sage is also going home to his young wife and son or something.
What, guys, are you making fun of me for being alone?
No, you just think I'm miserable on my own.
Helena, the new wife of the Black Demon King.
"... an unusual daughter. I don't remember myself, I don't even know my name."
"Oh, my God, she's like a beautiful girl."
"Not really. She doesn't seem to consider herself unhappy. And... don't be afraid or respectful of me."
………
Even now, the Black Demon King had a wife. Not even a few of them.
So I'm supposed to be used to this, but I've always noticed it from the look and mouth of the Black Demon King.
Isn't it something different?
"Anyway, she's a strange girl with an unusual air."
"... you"
Moments, I couldn't hide my temporary surprise in the emotions that crept up, and moved my eyebrows into the slightly impatient emotions that would come again later.
But I can enjoy it.
"Give me a loose look, it's a pleasant one. Even if I can't be here all the time, there's nothing boring about it. This is the brave man. He was holding me back."
"... Was I? No, I cared you weren't coming."
………
I must have had a very obstinate look.
'Cause I missed the Black Demon King, and I came all this way shaking off the horrible brave man, and then the Black Demon King was obsessed with his new wife, and I can't believe what happened to me...
I took the knife out of my pocket and slashed my palm.
The pain at this time was undone by something else and I couldn't feel it in particular. Grasp the twitching blood all the way through.
"Come on, let's fight because it's good enough. We don't always die for each other."
"... what do you mean?"
"Brave man. He's been getting really strong lately.... Me, I meant to play at first, but now I don't think I can easily defeat those guys... At the same time, it means we may be defeated one day."
I also wanted the Black Demon King to know my impatience, my fears, but he's still a little spared.
I haven't noticed the true horror of the brave.
"Nothing... I don't care what kind of woman you have as your wife now, but if you don't keep your head tight, we're in trouble."
I pulled out a piece of hair and wrapped it around my fingers and gently mouthed it.
This is the magic I recently knitted.
The Black Demon King was also alert to my magic and immediately moved on to building a Fortress of Magic, but by then it was already too late.
"Sweet!! You will be destroyed by my magic before you build the Fortress of Magic!!
Using your hair and saliva as information and draping your blood into a demonic fortress, a fine surgical formula erodes and corrupts the demonic fortress like a virus.
Because the exact procedure will be a pain in the ass for all the magic fortresses.
The Black Demon King called this magic "awesome" and surprised me.
I did my best to knit it it, and I was a little happy.
But even if its power was too strong to destroy the Magic Fortress, the Red Witch's blood seems to have begun to rot all the way to the real world forest.
The Black Demon King said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa."
I panicked, but I am a witch who knows nothing but the magic of destruction, so there is nothing I can do.
"Yikes, Black Demon King!!
Somewhere, I heard screams.
The moment he heard that scream, the Black Demon King immediately raised his face and changed his blood phase.
……
Find someone with a voice because of the speed of response you've never seen before.
"Black Demon King, Black Demon King -!
"Helena!!
A beautiful girl with thin blonde hair, who was about to be caught in the rot of the forest, was screaming the name of the Black Demon King with a basket in her hand. The Black Demon King saves the girl and gives her a palliative look.
She was Helena, the last wife of the Black Demon King.
"Why did you come here? If the Red Witch and I are in battle, no one will come near us!!
"Because... because the Black Demon King, he left me. … and I thought you might be hungry."
"... you"
Escaping the corrupt forest, the Black Demon King was scolding Helena.
But as soon as I saw it, I was drowning, and I couldn't even join the conversation, and I was potty while I was on my side.
For now, pebble under your feet, tread or roll small with your shoes.
"Oh, is that the Red Witch? Rumor has it, he's so beautiful..."
Unexpectedly, Helena has spoken to me.
I tend to lean over, but I raise my face and meet her face.
Helena called me a beautiful person, but I was so dazzled by the beauty of Helena's bright white light. I'm sure the Black Demon King preferred that clear and pure air.
"Baba, though."
I've plucked the dislike of the name Black Demon King says is a joke.
Usually I would say, "You're a jerk too!! Marry a good old and young wife, you pervert!!" But I don't have the energy to say it back like that anymore. "Well," he declared.
You distrusted my attitude on the boulder, the Black Demon King had a strange look on his face.
"Well...... Oh, he's hurt his hand, isn't he?
Innocent Helena, who knows nothing, saw the sloppy blood flowing out of my hand and tried to touch that hand in a worried manner.
At that moment I screamed out loud.
"No!!
"No!!
Likewise, the Black Demon King was screaming. He pulled Helena away from me in a hurry and pulled her towards himself.
Somehow, somehow, at this time, my chest felt ticklish and painful, tying my dry lips tight once and for all.
"No, Helena. Me or the Red Witch, I'm not like you... The blood of the Red Witch is powerful enough to change the forest like that. I can't believe you're brittle... in no time..."
"The Black Demon King? And yet... the Black Demon King. He's hurt..."
Helena looked a little confused in response to the Black Demon King's words.
She is a very sweet daughter.
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
I said that in an unchallenged tone and stared into my own hands wet in blood.
My blood, in front of Helena, is still supposedly very vicious and ugly.
"I... I'm leaving now"
I thought I couldn't stay here very much, so I took the side of the triangle hat and put it on my head in a good, deep way, and turned my back on them.
"Are you leaving already? I've been here a long time... you just have to stop by the castle"
"That's good. Nothing. Sounds disturbing and... something that shouldn't hurt me, your loved ones"
"... makirier"
The Black Demon King called me McIlier a long time ago, so I was surprised by my own name and looked back at him only a little. What look did I have then?
The Black Demon King had only a few, surprising eyes.
"Hey, McIlier.......... If you want to play again... I hope you come to Ismore...... Be your opponent at any time."
So, he told me to care about me, that's what he said.
Until now, I'm so glad you just said that, and then I wonder when I might come next, but for some reason at this time it didn't seem like there would be a next, and I compared Black Demon King to Helena.
And drop your gaze.
I don't think I have a place here anymore.
The Black Demon King is no longer seeking equal battle. The most important thing right now is this Helena, I'm sure.
"No more... I'm not coming"
……
He was a very puzzling look.
"... maquilier?
"... hehe, because... getting here is pretty tough. Now the brave will be after us, won't they? He... it's time he tried to kill us."
Couscous laughing at me, the Black Demon King was frowning.
I narrow my eyes and wear my hat deeper, staring only at the bright white snow that I can see diagonally down.
"I don't know what's next anymore."
It's not like you haven't noticed that the fun feast is already over.
And there's untrained, and I'm the only one who's caught. The last hundred years of the Magic Wars have been such a pleasant reward for my life, but they are already gone for the White Sage and for the Black Demon King.
I miss it so much.
"... right"
The Black Demon King had been asking me how I was doing for a little while, but I was lightly convinced and that's all I answered.
Well, I knew they'd say that.
I dropped my shoulder even though I knew it, I hurt myself, flipped my dress with my eyes down, and left the spot.
I've been thinking about wearing this dress all the time, but it didn't make any sense as usual. It looked exciting in front of the mirror, reminding me of myself choosing a dress or hat, and I thought it was hilarious.
I wondered if an ironic grin had come over me, a feeling of nothingness attacking me from the dot's back.
Its footsteps down the snowfield were unexpectedly solid, but there was no dust in anticipation that he would still come after me, and rightly so, the Black Demon King did not come after me.
That's a very reminiscent sight.
I feel like I've been down the hill before, alone, feeling lonely like this.
I was badly injured in my body at that time, but nothing happened today. I just cut my palm a little. But you would have looked much worse than you did then.
……
There was a big mommie tree that looked familiar. Even then, I sat at the root of this Momi tree and took a break.
I wasn't particularly tired, but I didn't feel like I could keep walking, so I sat at the root of that tree as much as I wanted. Gently, break your knees small, and hold them against your chest.
"... you idiot, me"
A hundred years, no, more than that...... I guess I had a good dream.
One day, I'm sure, the Black Demon King will keep me on his side, too. Because you don't have to be special.
Like that.
But the Black Demon King... the Torque has found someone special.
I knew immediately that it was completely different from my previous wives.
Helena is his favorite. I'm sure there's nothing left to love or save but Helena.
I grabbed both sides of my hat, wore them as deep as I could, folded them so much that I blocked both ears, and kept my body small and small.
I don't want to hear anything, I don't want to see anything, I don't want to think about anything.
Even though the world in front of me is white and silent, I go around my head, digging up the voices and expressions of torque to the important memories of the first time you came to my house.
Maybe you'll come to me again someday. That would be nice, I'm so glad, I had a wish somewhere in my heart like a maiden in love.
After all, Torque never came to my house.
"... eh"
Twitching, twitching, cloudy in front of me, my eyes getting hot.
Press your nose against your broken knee, like a tear receptacle overflowing.
I take care of my first love, and I feel so sorry for myself for not liking it for a moment, even if I thought about it for over a hundred years.
You have to give up. I can finally give up the Black Demon King now.
But then again, I'll be alone.
And I'm sure that no one can help me or grieve me, and the brave will kill me.
Or am I going to live a long time alone again, in that place, without any merit...
Tightened by the unspoken fear of just thinking up and the pain of having to give up loving, I was just shaking miserably on the spot, grabbing my hat, drooling my head, and getting smaller so I could protect myself.
I'm the only one who can protect me.
But it meant the same thing when you said you weren't alone with me.