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

My name is Vivid Eska.

A bishop of the Patriarchate and living a thousand years ago, the previous life was the Archbishop of Holy Ashes, who created the Patriarchate.

"Ah, scary brother on the face"

After we finished our meeting with Princess Vine in the Kingdom of Frezier.

I was walking down the hall and met the kid the Red Witch had with me.

"Ah? What a fucking kid. I don't care how you look at it, you're a clean bishop."

"... Huh? Yeah, that's right."

I nodded with a smile like I read the air and took it and put it on.

Hey, what the fuck is this kid...

"Oh, so yeah. Scary brother in the face. Maki, I don't have your sister, but don't you know where she went?

"... what? I don't know. I don't know about him."

"I've been looking for you since just now..."

The fucking kid dropped his shoulder, using a wide hallway as a kiosk.

If you stare, there are three spirits around this guy.

I've noticed that for a long time.

"Hey kid. You're bringing the Spirit, and you're making it real. Can't you use spiritual magic at all?

"... brother, do you see these kids?

"You bet. Because I'm a bishop."

I summoned the spirits around me with the first precept.

"... wow"

The kid looks away.

A black tortoise, a red bird, a blue snake, a white hairball.

"These guys were born and raised in the sanctuary. A very noble and brilliant, super awesome feeling Great Quadrilateral Spirit. It's different from the 100 Spirits of the White Sage..."

When I said that in a tone steeped in superiority, the honeysuckle spirits murmured their beefy feathers in my ear.

The kid was holding a white beast cubby lo and stroking his head.

Cubbylo waves his tail as he rings "cuckoo".

"When you can use spiritual magic, you can make these guys look cooler."

"... what?

"For example."

I summoned Bluewingham, who looks like a blue snake, as an objective rifle of the Fourth Commandment Spiritual Fixture, blue and black, long form.

"Wow."

"It's amazing. A little battleship would be enough to shoot you down."

The kid kept holding Cubillo, approaching the rifle and watched as he looked intrigued, even without touching it.

That's amazing, and I'm surprised by my magic.

"Even the Spirit of Meh will materialize in the first precept, become a human form in the second precept, and become bound in the third precept, and gain these things in the fourth precept. Even the first commandment summons an ordinary man like Temei. - I know you're saying that."

"Can I turn these kids into catfish, too?

"Well, as much as the Spirit is following. I'm sure there's no such thing as white magic."

The Red Witch cares, as much as she was bringing.

In the first place, I wonder what the magic numbers are for this kid...

It is also unusual to have just three spirits and an ordinary person who is almost in a contractual state, albeit a temporary contract.

"What if it makes you useful? You can do it to my men."

"... magic, are you going to tell me!?

The kid lit his cheeks all at once, and even raised his happy voice.

Kids who give me this look are rare and a little frightened.

"Well, if we get rid of the Chamberlain thing. I have a proven track record of raising many of my men in the investigation team. Ha ha, it's Spartan! We'll start tomorrow morning. Bishibashi, I'll work you out!!

"Yeah!"

The kid nodded without even being frightened.

"You're amazing, brother. There are so many amazing people here."

"Hey kid, I'm an esca. Mr. Eska, Senior Eska, Dear Eska, Captain Eska, any of them are fine."

"Brother Eska, then you can't?

"... nothing good"

I was asked back in the face.

Something that could be me, too, is totally positive.

I don't know what it is. This kid. You're a fucking kid. You have power over words.

Something pisses me off...

"And then I'm a tiny one. He's a picked up kid, so he's just a tiny"

"Ha. That's a strange name."

"... it's a normal name here."

Suzuma is irritating.

He had Cubillo down on the floor and his spirits in his hands.

At that time, from the other side of the hallway, the Black Demon King came with the Red Witch.

The look on the face of the Black Demon King is serious and I was wondering what it was for a moment.

"Ah, Tor, brother and maki sister..."

Suzuma ran over to them.

The Black Demon King notices us too and stops at his side.

I didn't think so and asked pointing to the Red Witch.

"Hey. What's up with that guy?

"... just sleeping"

"Ah, oh. I see.... I was scared, because he looked so serious."

"... are you in trouble for something to do with Maki?

"Well, you know, considering the resurrection of the immortal bird, I think it would be troublesome if something happened to him. 'Cause when I was before, I put him in a coffin with how pissed off he was by the witch... Ah"

……

A few seconds of silence.

The color of the Black Demon King's eyes felt so dark and magical.

You think I suck on the inside...

"Oh, no, that, that black demon king"

……

"I'm not proud of you... but people who truly take what I say... no!!

"What are you talking about?

"... Oh, no"

While I sloppily sweated cold, I made a strange excuse to be a little less cut, but the Black Demon King's reaction was pale.

I'm just looking at a sleeping red witch with a worrying look somewhere.

"Sister, that's neat," Suzuma said, gently slipping through our momentary urgency.

"Let Maki sleep in his room. He seemed tired..."

The Black Demon King walked past us and disappeared at the corner of the hallway with the Red Witch in his arms.

"Shit... it was an accident"

This mouth...

No, but with that look of the Black Demon King, you may not have noticed anything.

Even after the Red Witch died, he didn't seem very interested in the existence of Machia Odileel.

Instead, I say Lena, or so much so that I became intimate with my weak, otherworldly daughter, the wife of a former Black Demon King.

"Oh, wait, Thor. Brother, so am I."

Suzuma follows after the Black Demon King.

Just around the corner, Suzuma smiled at me.

"Good night, brother Eska!

"... oh, good night"

Well, I thought the smile was similar to the witch of the Patriarchate at the time, and what would have been me by accident usually replied.

……

As if someone whispered in my ear, that's when I realized.

I really haven't had a slight hunch before.

"Oh...... I see. Is that why the Red Witch brought him?"

They noticed the contact between the boy who said Suzuma and the Red Witch.

That child is a replacement for the birth of Shuma, a child born 2,000 years ago between the White Sage and the Green Witch. Definitely.

Over and over again, I've seen the remains laid down in the coffin of the Holy Land, because it's me.

If you realize it, you feel similar to Shuma, to the white wise man and to the witch today.

It's not a question of looking alike, it's a fundamental, hidden, magical sign of similarity.

Maybe the spirits whispered to me and told me.