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

My name is Tor Sagaram.

He is the king of the Rayline, the kingdom of the demons.

"I'm here... goodbye"

"I guess I haven't noticed the big transparent canopy (Diamond Gauge), but I'm attracted to the magic that's here..."

With Machia, he was out in the wilderness of the western continent where there was nothing.

Rayline's nation-building has been on track all the way, so it's left to Rise and Aliceleen.

With my magic with artifacts, I can go to the ray line right when something happens, and sometimes I go back to the ray line even if nothing happens.

Giant soldiers can only be defeated by me and Machia.

Therefore, the two of us have cleaned and surveyed the continent and are leaving the country.

Around northeast of the layline, I ran into a crowd of giant soldiers.

Flying and Giant.

The former is thought to be made of dragons, or flying demons such as Griffon, Pegasus, etc.

The latter would be dominated by bipedal ghost-type demons, such as the Oak and the Ouga.

Until now, I thought it was a Federation weapon that I didn't know what a giant soldier was, but it was only when I realized that the Demons were using material and that space magic was being used that there was a pattern in its form.

The characteristics of the Material Demon Clan are clearly visible.

I scan it one by one and record it as video.

"Hey, hey, Thor, can I give those guys a shot at Gatsun?

"Huh? Oh, go ahead. I took the data."

"Then don't hesitate"

Machia is happy to turn the artifact she was turning into a ring into a spear.

And he shook down, "No," towards a crowd of giant soldiers far bigger than himself.

As soon as possible, bright red burning rays sweep down giant soldiers in a row, creating a series of explosions.

What a vicious domino defeat...

"Dude, he said add or subtract a little. How much this is a continent to the west, because there's nothing here."

"'Cause if you don't knock them out once and for all, you're in trouble."

"The giant soldier's just a burning cunt."

Complaining, Machia frowned only slightly, pointing her lips.

"Because you're putting on a wide range of films so as not to hurt the earth... I can be thoughtful. Besides, no matter how much I do to destroy you, the only important part of the giant soldier is you keeping me alive.... Well, if you don't mind, I'll try to weaken it a little bit."

"... nothing, I hope"

"You're really a tundra, aren't you?"

"Don't you say that."

... Well, that's what I'm saying.

The first thing I did was take the Giant Soldier's data, marking where the necessary parts, lacrimas, etc. were built in, and covering them with spatial magic, just before Machia destroyed them.

Besides, my limitless thin protective filters cover the land of Machia's offensive range so that Machia's power doesn't damage the western continent.

Well, it's hard to break a bone to take the destruction of Machia all by myself... but I guess this is the only thing I can do.

"Oops."

A flying giant soldier attacked Machia overhead.

I'm out of the authority of the space-time king, waving into the sky.

The black blade stretches its machete far into the sky and seeks a flying giant soldier in a horizontal straight line.

However, before falling, the wreckage was sucked into a vortex like a distortion of black space that could have been made into the sky.

"You can't even talk about people. It's like a wretched black hole, and the giant soldier's swallowed up."

"You got help, you're a cute little guy."

Machia is complaining.

But I was good at telling the difference between the destruction of Machia.

"That's cleaning. It's not like you scattering trash like that."

"Such disastrous magic... it's not the magic of a righteous ally."

"Don't you say that. Don't you say that."

It's important, so I'll tell you twice.

But, well, I'm pretty sure my power to regain the authority of the space-time king is not comparable to anything I've ever had.

Not like the Black Demon King two thousand years ago.

It would be a force of ripe deceased, inhaling a large amount of McIlier's blood.

That is what creates such a disastrous distortion that it is likely to twist the space and time of reality.

The capacity of the building space is also out of step.

Even so, with my power, I must suppress the authority of the space-time king.

The power was immeasurable.

Now, my vacuum cleaner, the giants sucked in by the black hole, is sent to the Magic Fortress "Recycling Factory" to be rebuilt into a form that can be reused by the hands of the spacemen.

The western continent has giant soldiers wandering about as far north as it goes, so as far as I'm concerned, it looks like a mountain of treasure...

These will not only be the material of the Grand Tower of Rayline, but also the material of nation-building and my magical fortress.

There were times when I would return to Frezier and pack my storage space with as much supplies as I needed, but I thought that if the layline were to be done in the future as a single nation, it would be better to face the earth, build a country, and find a self-sufficient life.

I'm feeling a little harsh, but I've managed to do it.

Nevertheless, what I really don't have here and need is a small battleship frist circling the outer central sea and sending me supplies.

Machia suddenly made a brilliant move and turned her own spear into a bow and arrow.

"Beat it down!"

With a serious and desperate tone, he releases an arrow towards the sky.

I thought something was up, but what she struck down... was just a big wild bird flying across the western continent.

It is the end of this wild bird's luck that Machia has found him.

A western continent scattered with malicious Magi particles, but that just says it's harmful to humans, nature remains everywhere.

Some animals.

On Grimmel's back, he found a forest of tall trees in the middle of the continent.

We got off there and we were looking for a place to rest tonight.

"I'm hungry!

"Wait a minute. I haven't burned it at all yet.... I use more or less exaggerated magic, so I'll be hungry soon. Add or subtract a little more, or you won't make it, no matter how much you eat."

"Shut up! I'm hungry!!

"You're the pavilion leader."

Machia catches her prey and says she's hungry.

Me cooking.

... that.

Something's wrong, isn't it?

"Thor, while the meat is roasting, give me something I can put in my tummy. Me, you know. There's a lot of food in your storage space."

"Silly. Even this is a preserved meal. It's food for times like this. When it can be procured locally, do so locally. Otherwise, you'll eat it all.... you know the layline is short of food"

Like a wife who manages her household, I can say it harshly.

That...

Something's wrong, isn't it?

"Just a little bit, okay?

"Then hang on to this."

I removed the hard kelp from the storage space.

The ray line preserves seaweed, shellfish, and fish from the sea.

This was used to by the Utopians and served as a preserved food.

Machia ripped off the dried kelp she had been given and began to tear it.

Are you finally grown up...

Machia's appetite here these days is a little out of the human domain.

Well, even in the days of Machia Odileel, where I used little magic, that's the only reason I had an appetite, and maybe if this guy here uses artifacts every day and hunts giant soldiers, he should eat more.

……

The smell of juju and the roasted meat looks delicious.

Machia doesn't even blink, because she's staring at the flames and the meat as she grabs the dried kelp.

Something... a little scary.

"Look, we're burned."

"Wah-wah."

"Wait!! It includes my share!!

I pushed Machia reaching out and hurriedly cut the cooked meat into plates.

Machia, given the bigger one, it was already happily crumbling with bones and cheeky with fragrant meat.

I eat meat a little smaller than Machia.

Ooh, the skin is crisp and the contents are soft and juicy.

I just sprinkled it with salt and cooked it, but this is delicious.

However, around the area where meat is smaller than makia, I figured it would usually be the other way around...

No, it's good.

I haven't had meat in the last few days, Machia, so you look happy.

Create a transparent tent by the river and a cot of soft material to make it a sleeping bed.

They slept side by side, looking up at the starry sky.

"What are you going to do tomorrow? Thor."

"I'm going to go further north tomorrow.... From here on out, there's not much data. Rise says the more we go north, the more powerful and valuable giant soldiers we have. This one's all Zako."

"Sure, it's all mass production."

"The northerners assume this continent is their own. But you're already beginning to realize we exist.... we don't just hunt giant soldiers without thinking, it's time to step into the northern territory carefully."

……

Machia yawned small and rubbed her eyes.

This guy eats a lot, and as soon as he eats, he sleeps.

I use magic every day, and I survive here, and it's getting kind of wild...

"Are you tired?

"... yeah"

"Let's go to sleep. Early tomorrow..."

"... yeah, I'm going to bed"

Machia nods cocoon, puts her head on my arm and sleeps round herself.

Sleeping soon would be proof that she was still tired.

……

I enjoy this life and traveling alone.

But I still want Machia to have a peaceful, quiet, comfortable life one day.

There's no loneliness, in a beautiful place.