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

I still don't know what that meant in history.

It's just that I searched for a brave man to keep my promise to Torque.

When Torque died and met the brave man for the first time, he was never with Helena already, and I asked him many times. I was wondering where Helena went.

But the brave man had no answer, he just tried to kill me.

With the authority of the Space-Time King, I can manipulate the surrounding spaces and take the protection of the Goddess of the Brave upright. That power was capable of overwhelming the brave.

Still, the brave man, this time he was seriously trying to kill me, so the battle was more intense than ever, sometimes involving those on the spot, swallowing the land, ravaging the country, and the battle between me and the brave man grew more intense.

I was selfless obsessed.

He said he must take Helena back from the brave and keep his promise to Torque.

I think that's all I was fighting for.

I even thought I could sacrifice anything to clear up my torque carelessness.

The brave man seemed to know that.

It is the brave who have chosen a place worthy of our last battle, which is hard to settle.

He stayed in the wide wilderness at the end of the west if he didn't think he could find him for a little while.

It's as if you're waiting for me.

About 2,000 years ago.

The western continent, the kingdom of Gridgen, the western wilderness.

McIlier: 200 to

"Hey, that'll be good enough, brave man. It's time to settle…"

I asked him in an unchallenged tone.

He was bandaged in his hand and held the authority of the space-time king.

The bandage is red and bloodstained, and the pain is already too much to pass.

The brave man had two swords in his hand. One is the golden sword "blessing of the goddess”, a testament to the brave, which I have seen many times before, but the other was a sword wrapped in black mist, indefinitely shaped.

Until now, brave men have never used that sword against me. But soon you'll notice.

The sword must have killed Torque.

The brave man is willing to kill me today.

"... the authority of the Space-Time King..."

The brave man stared at the sword I had and then at his own golden sword.

"That's not what you deserve.... Use this."

……

He pierced the protection of the goddess into the earth in front of him and told me to use it.

That's more than surprising to me. I don't know what that means. I frown and ask.

"What do you mean? The sword is a testament to the brave."

"... I'm not a brave man anymore"

"Hehe. Well, you're a huge bounty neck right now. You're gonna laugh. You were a brave man."

……

"Fellow killer, prince killer, sage killer, demon king killer... do you know how guilty you are right now? Still, if you want to judge us, it's pretty solitary. Hey. What the hell are you doing?"

……

There are not many brave men.

I grabbed over to him and stuck my torque sword down his throat, pulling through the goddess' protection with my other hand and rolling it under the brave man's feet.

"Still, you're a brave man. For me, it's a hateful enemy. Take the proof. I have enough torque swords."

"... right"

The brave man slipped his gaze slightly and picked up the protection of the goddess while worrying about my sword tip.

And back off quickly, take an intermission with me.

"One last thing, tell me"

"... what"

"Where did Helena go? She's Torque's, she's important. What the hell did you do to her? Helena... couldn't have killed Torque. You must have done it."

"If you want to think so, you can think so. But... she's just like me after all. I was called to this world to kill you..."

……

"It was that woman who stabbed the Black Demon King. But I'm the one who killed the Black Demon King.... you'd better think so, you can fight"

In the end, the brave man just presented me with information that only he could understand. They couldn't tell me where Helena went and what happened.

I shuddered myself into the anger that boiled and gushed before I could tell, and the expression, on the other hand, glorified a malicious grin and drowned blood on the sword in my hand.

"Fine, brave man. All I want to hear from you is to ask your body directly... My blood, I'm gonna punch you in the face."

Before I finished my words, I waved my sword wide and kicked the earth wide and slashed by the brave.

The sword that gets my blood and emits red light is enough to decide the earth up to a few kilometers away even if only one wave of that vast amount of information is used for food.

"... eh"

Even with just one wave, the burden on the body is enormous, and the risk increases only if you are not the rightful Lord.

Though the shock coming from the palm of my sword cleaves my arm apart, I used this pain as a force to eat my teeth and look right in front of me.

The brave man masterfully manipulates the two swords, handles my sword strikes, lines up the magic formations of Spirit Magic without creating gaps, multiplies the number of spirits with many by the protection of the Goddess, and increases its power.

Hiding in the dust of my sword strike, he shakes off the protection of his goddess, multiplying his power against me. I perceived and accepted it due to its ability to grasp space, which is the hallmark of the "authority of the space-time king," but was unable to shed power and knelt. The earth tore around me, and I, too, bled out of the edge of my mouth because of that pressure.

But loosen that bright red mouth. The protection of his goddess was accompanied by only a few pieces of my blood.

There is nothing as powerful as blood, although there was plenty of my blood stained in the authority of the Space-Time King. Brave men have the art of using spiritual magic to wash it away and purify filth if my blood adheres to itself, but before doing so distorts space and deflects the purpose of spiritual magic. Spirit magic was vulnerable to space magic, and the sword of Torque was making up for the power I didn't have.

That slight deviation creates a gap between the warrior's attacks.

I exploded the blood attached to the protection of the goddess by turning a piece of that sword into an amount of information.

In the midst of a fierce explosion I stretched a red blood junction to protect myself from its great destructive power.

If you can't imagine a brave man dying to this extent, but you've been slightly scratched...

……

As the smoke calms down, the black creepy fog draws a number of bands, and when you do, you're stretching the ground.

The brave man stood. That arm, which had a sword, was heavily wounded, but the brave man has not let go of the protection of the goddess that caused the earlier explosion.

If it's true, you could have been more wounded in that explosion, but the power of the explosion wasn't commensurate with the amount of information on the goddess' protection either.

"I see... that foggy sword somehow renders magic powerless"

The golden sword wraps a black mist and looks disgusting that doesn't seem like a symbol of justice. The patronage of the goddess is just a name.

I trembled unexpectedly.

That sword exasperates exactly the kind of evil that tells the Demon King that he can't wait to kill me.

He regained his sword with his other hand.

"Finally... do you really mean it, brave man"

Put a sword on the ground with the cancer and stand up to support it.

The brave man looked at me without distorting his face to his own wounds.

I was going to understand that there would be a battle with each other that would never happen, and that this battle would surely be the last.

I wasn't thinking which one would lose. Because all I had in me was one ending.

That fog is so annoying.

It seemed to tell the story of the brave man's bet to say that he had wrapped a black mist around the power of the destruction of the Goddess's protection. I don't know what that black fog is, but it has the power to nullify our magic.

The torque was defeated because it was the sword.

"... eh"

I take an intermission from him, I breathe, I tilt my bloody body with a lily and a couscous laugh.

It was impossible to inflict a fatal injury directly on a brave man. As long as I have that sword of his, my magic loses its power.

Then...

I held that blade to my chest, the authority of the King of Time and Space.

I almost screamed loudly at the pain like tearing my body apart, scraping it off, but I need more blood anyway. My blood.

I sucked in my own blood, punctuated the authority of the space-time king, and then pierced the earth.

The brave man had an inexplicable look at what I was doing, but did he intend to decide on a battle before setting anything up? I created many magical formations, put them up on the patronage of the Goddess as the Fifth Commandment summons of the Spirit, and turned behind me in an instant.

I'm sure you were going to snap my neck. So I tried to end it.

But the moment he turned behind, the ability of the authority of the space-time king distorted the space on this occasion, wrapping us in a sense of falling and going.

It is the power left by the Black Demon King.

My blood remembers its spatial magic, which I have ever fought with the Black Demon King.

The many elaborate and delicate spaces he has created are undoubtedly places of our memories.

"... torque... eh"

We fell.

Amidst the fragments of a small world that remain of many of his remnants.

I grabbed the garment on his neck, trying to span the brave men who lay low on the earth.

"I'll kill you!! You killed Torque!!

Screaming, silence.

When I realized it was already there, on the original wilderness with nothing.

In the sky there are clouds with gaps that trap sunlight. Gray.

Potatoes, blood and tears, I slapped him around the clavicle with my bloody hands. My blood spreads through the brave man's wounds.

The brave man had the blessing of a goddess on his side, but he never took it and looked up to me.

"Why not? Why did you kill him? Why did you have to die like that!!

……

"Why, you broke it. It mattered... I loved it... eh"

There is no such thing as a "demon king”. It was a lot of other people who decided that.

Torque was just a gentle, serious sorcerer.

He didn't just keep protecting what he had to protect.

Do you say that everything that is inconvenient to man is evil?

We were born as people, but because we had different powers than people, we just couldn't find a place in the cause of people.

The first thing you admitted to me was torque.

So I will never forgive the brave man who killed Torque. For example, even if that was justice to the world.

Such justice has nothing to do with me sticking out of the world.

I told myself many things, and each time I punched a brave man in the chest with my fist.

The force was already weak, and I, myself, was getting my whole body wet in blood by “fatal wounds”.

And at the end of the day, I gave the order. With that blood.

"Dye your whole body in blood and die in pain!! This is the order!!

I told him to cry.

I still remember the look on the face of the brave man at that time.

I already told you everything was over, it was some serene eye color. It seems blurry.

Still, I did the final magic of keeping the brave man in this hand, feeding on the enormous amount of information I had myself. Remains impulse and hatred.

My flesh is a tank of blood and a treasure of information.

I didn't know how horribly enormous that was.

I closed my eyes with him in my hand, saying that I was sure I would have as much power as I could to take the brave man on the road.

I felt wrapped in a pale light, and the last thing I saw was the brave one's...

After that, it was just the light. It was just a fierce explosion that I couldn't catch with my ears.

Heat and smoke after that, I don't know.

I don't even know the pillar of the explosion that stands up. I burned down the western continent, I don't know its destruction.

It must have become dust before that.

The Red Witch left behind a great sin and died with the brave.

Finally, I can finish a long life.

Bring the brave on the road.

In the end I just wanted to make a reason to go see Torque.

It will be enough.

I'm tired already.

My body hurts and I can't help it.

Oh... again... I want to see Torque.

I don't care what you look like, I don't care where you are.

I've already sealed my love for you at the same time that I've broken the world, but my desire to see you comes from somewhere else.

If we see each other again somewhere beyond the world, now is the time to just play and talk healthy.

No pain, no suffering, in a peaceful place.

Slow wave sound. Embraced by a warm green liquid, I woke up in my dreams.

It's like a newborn baby.

Fresh-born babies are bloody, but even when you die in my case...... oh my god, I thought blurry at times like this.

peace of mind and sorrow for something that has been left behind in previous life.

Tightened to complex thoughts, babies look up to the light of a new world and cry.

……

Cover your eyes with your hands, I breathe quietly.

I laughed pointlessly and slowly put my hands up out of my face.

The water that surrounds your body makes a noise and flows...

"Hey..." Brave man, I just killed you. "

I spoke to the "brave man” who sat in the chair in the corner of the room and still watched over me.

He looks calm and just stares at me and says, "Well."

"That's funny. I hated you so much earlier, I couldn't help but kill you, but as soon as I woke up, now I totally don't care..."

I can't help but wonder how we're talking to him now, beyond the ages and beyond the world.

Is that water flowing down your cheek the liquid of the capsule you've been soaking, or is it a tear?

My heart was calm and no clearer.

Pain, pain, hatred and regret, penance for the great sins, too far through.

Stand up and take a step out of the capsule.

Stay wet. Its white clothes and hair tucked around its body, even if it was disguised, Rin.

The brave man stood in front of me like that, pulled out the sword he was lowering to his hips, and put it on me.

"... is that the protection of the goddess?

I just stare at the golden sword with sophistication and coolness.

"... just looking at it like this, it's a beautiful sword."

"Naturally. This... this sword is what you should have."

The brave man let the pattern hold in my wet hand.

As soon as I looked up at him, I'd be hacked by that look.

Somewhere... Somewhere, just like then. The little relief smile of the brave, which I saw while I was dying.

"... brave man... you... the hell"

"Take it, Red Witch. You will need to make a big deal out of it in the future. Remember... the true name of this sword is..." The Covenant of the Queen of War. "

"... of the Queen of War... covenant"

Covenants… Promises.

I guess I know that name. Something sounded nostalgic.

It's like 2,000 years ago, when water spilled beneath my feet, passing on my body.

With the covenant of the Queen of War in my hands, it was only this time, with cloudless eyes, that I was staring at a certain place that I did not yet know.