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

"... maki... run... If it was a cloud chimney."

I'll whisper to Maki, who's making a big deal out of me back.

I kept trying to get her inside the Fortress of Magic.

……

Maki grabs my back cloak.

I thought she was going to pull the cape and squeeze the waste because it was about this guy, but she unexpectedly let go of the cape and go straight to the exit alone.

Oh, that...

"What kind of guy is that? Could it be from Twilight?

Istarte sideways Maki and misses her.

"... oh, it's none of your business. He's an outsider."

"Haha. As always, you're nice to women. Klondor.... No, should I call you Black Demon King? Or, Tor Sagaram?

Call me whatever you want.

I'm worried about Maki, who left while pulling out his hips sword.

I hope you get away safely.

Istarte doesn't seem to like my attitude like that, and she narrows her eyes with her arms together.

"I don't know... Outreach. You're cool. I thought they were killing the Red Witch and my intestines were boiling back."

"... the Red Witch?

That's the name I've heard several times over the past year. Naturally, as one of the Demon King classes, I know that name.

And everybody's got a name they're gonna let me touch.

"You... you know the Red Witch?

"... what? What are you talking about? Me and the Blue General caught up with that woman to death. You can't possibly not know."

"... no, well, sure... I guess that's true"

A vain grin spilled.

Everybody knows and I don't know Red Witch.

...... Machia Odileel.

"I don't remember anything about her. Apparently, it was sealed with the Red Witch. I'm sorry about you, but I can't get to you here with Red Witch Enemy."

"... what?

Istarte obviously distorted his expression.

Bite your back teeth for what you regret and tighten that gaze more.

At the end of his gaze, this guy was looking in a different direction, so much so that he might now have a dead red witch.

"Damn...... Damn, that bitch. Really, even if you die, you get in my way!! Despicable...... despicable despicable!!

Throwing the gun in her hand to the ground as she thought, she put her hand in front of her.

"Shem ha thud!"

The pacifier and the ground crack, scattering fine silver light, and the elongated sword appears.

She held it in her hand and shook it exaggerated once.

And look up, like he's finally calmed down.

"... you can call me by my mythical name, but it doesn't seem to come pinned, so I'll call you Black Demon King. Hey, Black Demon King. The demons and warcraft you loved and protected are caught here."

……

Look and ask to explore her.

"Grimmel... you're the one who's got these demons in his eyes"

"Of course. Because... the Demons are the ugly creatures I created. I wanted to be the King of Gold. So 3,000 years ago, I created an army that could take him down. That was the Demon Clan.... because he was in his way"

"... you're still the Silver King."

I am the King of Silver.

She smiled nicely and licked the blade of her sword with a pepper.

"But hey, I hated the Demons. Even if you created it yourself, you must be making a mistake, right? Art makes masterpieces, but these guys are failures. It was a waste. Because it's ugly, and I didn't listen to you. I lived in an individual spirit, and I sought freedom. Besides, I still lost to the King of Gold. Come on... I'm really pissed."

Istarte doesn't stop chatting.

I know it's on purpose, but it gives me a lot of information.

"... but hey, after 3,000 years, I finally got a use for these guys. 2,000 years ago, the demon clan protected by the Black Demon King. 1,000 years ago, the demon clan crusaded by the Blue General. I got involved with the Demon King class and now I'm doing it... What do you think, Black Demon King?"

……

"It's meat. Consideration for risk.... These flesh and blood are part of what I call my masterpiece's" Gigas ”series."

Pickle, and my eyebrows moved.

I've always wondered.

Build a giant soldier, its materials and consideration.

The "Super Demon Guided Tournament Giant Soldier Gigas” series, where space magic is used in part. What the hell is and how is the enormous consideration that seems necessary to create these?

That's what I finally understood in this guy's words.

"You... you're telling me you were using the flesh of the Demons to manufacture that giant soldier!

"Hehe, oh yeah. Hmmm...... finally feel good, let your emotions dew. Here we go, Black Demon King. 'Cause you're gonna need a lot of money for the" spatial magic ”thing. Even you, the Demon King, will be eating built-in if you use it a little."

"... don't be ridiculous!!

"I'm not kidding. Everything is very efficient. When I wanted to build a giant soldier, I had meat in my hands that had been under the control of General Blue for 1,000 years. My own life. [M] It was amazingly compatible with giant soldier manufacturing..."

"You... Huh!!

I'm kidding.

What does this guy think his life is?

I was unwittingly waving my sword and slashed by the Silver King in front of me.

Don't let your appearance fool you. This one is the most powerful in the Demon King class, the King of Silver.

"Yay!

She looked happy, lovely and happy.

The tranced grin is incompatible with his young appearance, giving him a glimpse of how abnormal this guy is.

"You're finally hostile to me. Glad to hear it, Black Demon King. When I found out 2,000 years ago that you protected the Demon Nation and created the Demon Nation, I felt really shivering.... and now I'm ready to confront you."

Heavy bumping metal noise. Every time, splashing unstable magic.

This guy is evil.

It was horrible of me to say that there was such a guy in the Federation right now, and I couldn't forgive him.

"Let me tell you something worse. There were children and women who disappeared. What do you think they used you for?

"Shut up, don't talk"

"Hehe. They're hey, they're the devil's bait. Because the Demons have to be materials for giants, and the quality of the materials will have to be good to make a good giant soldier, right? Yes, I have to fatten it. They prefer the flesh of the High Magic Woman and child, so they let this Chamberlain kingdom collect it. Really, in livestock with food costs."

"Shut up and shut up!!

Waving the sword loudly, I bounced the sword Istarte had, pressed her to the ground, and stabbed the sword to the ground with a glimmer of neck.

"The Demons didn't have to eat people!! I guess you guys turned into miserable like that!!

……

Istarte is laughing couscous in this situation as well.

"Well, yes. There is no other way to make them good quality meat than to feed humans who are the most magical creatures besides the Demons. So it was the Blue General who modified me..."

"What's your purpose? What the hell are you doing that for...! Confederate victory......"

"That would be just an apparent purpose, wouldn't it? I'm just pursuing the potential of this world."

"... possibilities?

Funny, she laughed with her nose.

You saw my upset, grabbed my chest and pulled my face.

"Hey, Black Demon King. … what kind of world would you like to make if you could rebuild the world again? I love breaking puzzles and building blocks in the end rather than building them up. So, think about it. I don't know what kind of world to make next...... In the age of mythology, we made the world at will, thoughtfully. That was fun... everything, freely, built the ideal world. If you don't like it, you can recreate it. We're given that right."

"... you"

Shh......

In the shadow on my side, I jumped out of the Silver King to guard my surroundings.

But beneath my feet, a magic formation of metastases has already unfolded.

"... chip"

Got hit, I thought.

I didn't know I was going to do someone else's metastatic magic.

"Hahahahahahaha"

The high and laughing voice of the king of silver.

Soon, the white beside her...... military uniform.

Who is it?

I only caught a glimpse of his face for a moment.

Dark-haired, pinned face with long cut black eyes...

"Farewell, Black Demon King. I won't let you get in my way. Next thing you know, stay with my toy experiments."

The words of the king of silver gradually turn away.

Wrapped in light so that the scaffolding collapses.

Forced to rewrite the metamorphosis magic in inches, I fled into my magical fortress.

In a cloud chimney (cloud chimney) I'm on my knees and blurry for a while.

"T, Mr. Thor......?

Suzuma noticed me.

He comes running over to me with a spirit.

"... damn"

Even though it was unintentional, I didn't know I could be caught up in metastatic magic.

That bastard, definitely the one who draws Twilight's blood.

The impression of a glimpse tells me right away.