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

"This land is a world abandoned by the gods, Mayday. Welcome beyond the boundaries of the world"

A stone tablet so written was embedded in the root of the great tree.

We didn't know what the letters in this world were, but we could read them.

Silver is the leading shield, Acromeia.

Black is the sword of construction, Klondor.

Red is the spear of naming, Magillieva.

White is the Staff of the Spirit, Utice.

Green is the shell of guardianship, Demeteris.

Purple is the cylinder of the Spirit, Psima.

Ashes are cups of equilibrium, Tritania.

Blue is the festival mirror, Ellis.

Gold is the treasure of record, Hadefis.

At the bottom of the inscription, it was written this way.

I don't know why.

But only one of the nine children could understand this mysterious string.

He reached out to me, it was just that red-haired girl.

"This... is our name"

"What?

A brunette boy asks right away.

The red-haired girl changed the color of her eyes, read the name like it was attached to something, and divided the name between each of us.

Interestingly, the color at the beginning of the name is the same as the color of each hair, and for some reason we were immediately accepted by the name.

Instead, I feel unspeakable joy in my new name because I don't have to try to remember my former name.

I guess that was the case with each of them.

Everyone is muttering their new names and confirming them over and over again.

"Then we shall call each other by this name. Better have a name to call. Well, let's think about the future."

"We need shelter and food water."

"That's right. We need to get our clothes ready. … at least with nuts and rivers."

Silver-haired boy, named Acromeia. Dark-haired boy, Klondor.

These two stood at our center as expected, partitioning the scene.

There is no one who wants to go back to the original world, and the premise is that we will live here.

But the one who complained about this was Ellis, a skinny boy with blue hair.

"Why are you guys partitioning... to look great? Why do I have to live here..."

What was troublesome was that that wasn't the reason to speak out loud, it was insidious to even complain about blurring. The glitzy glare moves all over the place.

Everyone wants to break the current situation quickly, but we can't move on because this guy complains one way or another.

This guy didn't come up with a plan, but he even complained that he couldn't lead everyone.

"You, what don't you like so much"

Acromeia finally narrowed her eyes and intimidated Ellis.

Ellis shuddered her shoulder slightly, but stared at Achromeia with his glitzy eyes.

"Oh, what are you... younger than me? I don't know how to say that in an older way... but I don't have an education..."

"... education, come on"

It was the tall boy with the gray hair, Tritania, who raised his frightened voice.

Because whoever saw it seemed so much more educated in Acromeia.

But Acromeia, too, seems to have come to this word with a cock.

"Are you saying that there are both older and younger people in this current situation? Besides, I'm royal. It is unfortunate to be questioned about upbringing, but it seems to me that I am the one with the qualities to bring everyone together here. And now, I'm Acromeia the Leader."

Using the inscription keywords, Acromeia spoke pale.

He didn't want to be complacent, he wanted to move on. Everyone knew that, but this seemed like something Ellis didn't like any more.

"I'm royal. You think you're great. Doesn't it make sense to come from a place like this... I'm just kidding. This is what a naked king means."

"... what?

"Oh, come on, wait."

Dark-haired Klondor breaks in between them.

As it was, I guess I didn't think it was a good idea.

"Stop it. Not if you're fighting.... food and clothing. Anyway, dwellings, food, water. We have to do something about this. Let's explore the surroundings."

"Yes, yes, yes"

"I agree."

Tritania of ashes and Utice of White immediately agreed to move to action.

To keep Ellis from pinching her mouth.

"What about you?

Klondor asked me, and I only replied, "Well, me too".

The three women were also trying to lean in and keep an eye on the status quo, but nodded cocklessly.

Purple psyma and red Magiliva were comforting that the green-haired Demeteris was crying dizzily.

It must have been everyone's case that life with strangers, in strange lands, who still don't know each other, seemed a little uneasy.

Hope wasn't the only thing.

Only Ellis said, "Huh? What are you partitioning on your own..." he complains about blurring again.

What wasn't here, I wonder.

It's more than food and shelter, order by law.

A business that multiple people should build up and make.

We were thrown into disorder in a change of freedom.

Fortunately, there were red fruits and streams in the woods on the side of the great trees.

Food and drinking water.

We rejoiced, and a few days worked it out, but gradually we knew that wasn't all we could do.

I can't live with fruit alone.

"At least if there were fish in the river."

But shortly after Acromeia whined about it, several species of fish appeared in the river.

This was the strange power of Acromeia.

Whatever he wanted, something inspires him to appear in this world.

We called this power “magic."

That's not all that's strange.

Each of the nine could use some kind of magic.

The reason I noticed that was many times in my life.

Fire, for example.

"If there's a fire that burns fish"

When everyone thought so, the white Utis lit a fire at their fingertips.

At first, I thought it was magic, but all Utiz could do was borrow the Spirit, and the Spirit seemed to be the conceptual being born of what we wanted when we were summoned to this world.

In the inscription at the root of the great tree, it said so.

The inscriptions changed from time to time, giving us some advice. It is thought to be the will of the Great Tree.

We thought of the great tree that would lead us, like my mother, and we didn't try to leave the side of the great tree.

At its roots, he lived in a house made of a combination of tree branches.

But such a house blew away if the wind blew a little and was crushed by the rain that sometimes fell.

So he followed Klondor, who said, "Let's build a fine house," carrying stones and mud.

Using it as a material, Krondor created a simple house of earthen walls with the magic of construction he himself discovered.

It was plain, but the wind couldn't beat it, there was no rain leak, and it was a comfortable house for us.

We'll see later, if we can pull together the circumstances and power of the nine.

Acromeia the Silver said she was here when she realized she was about to be assassinated herself by her father, who seemed to be from a royal family and was a tyrant. Sixteen years old at the time.

With silver hair and royal elegance, what stood out at first was the dominant charisma and, above all, the ability to create life.

There was a harsh and arbitrary place for collective action, but I think that's why we quickly laid the foundations for life.

His decisions always led us, and he seemed to feel that sense of purpose, too.

Apparently the black Klondor was from the nobility of a small state in another world.

You think I was a knight who served the princess of my country more than I was when I was young?

It just seemed like the original world was coming to an end and we could look around to a massive natural disaster.

There was no escape, no way to save someone important, resenting his helpless self, he said he would have come here if he thought he was dead.

He was a beautiful brunette, more flexible and friendly than Acromeia. Sixteen years old at the time.

Sometimes the civilization of the original world was advanced, and his knowledge of architecture, civil engineering, and building ability serve to push our standard of living.

It seems that the white Utis originally came from a magical different world, and was the first to understand the power gained in this world. Sixteen years old at the time.

He said that he had extensive and extensive knowledge and had originally known the existence of different worlds, and that he had come to this world himself when his own nation attempted to summon life from different worlds for war.

There seemed to be the gentlest face and atmosphere, but more adult judgment could be made than anyone else and calmer than anyone else. There was nothing to stand out for, but it helped the two of us to take the lead.

He had applied the magic of the original world and established the magic of the Spirit by understanding the power of the Spirit as soon as possible.

Ash Tritania came from a world in the middle of a world war.

As a boy soldier, he was apparently on a flying weapon.

If you thought the bombing of an enemy battleship had scattered across the ocean, you would have noticed it was with another world. Seventeen years old at the time.

His physical abilities were particularly high and he had the power to fly through the sky as well.

I was relying on something because I was quick to accept this situation and had some survival experience. Sometimes he was called a soldier, and he had the most strength.

He was better at hunting than anyone else and was a moodmaker for the boys, but for some reason he didn't seem to like girls. In fact, I found out that he was Demetris' brother a little after he was summoned to this world.

The red Magiliva was a beautiful girl with red hair, cat-eyed, slightly nagging but caretaker.

It's just that her redhead was an abomination in the original world, and she came to this world where she was about to be executed for “witch hunting." He was fourteen at the time.

She never told anyone the details of the witch hunt, but she seemed to have all sorts of irrational eyes. There were scratches all over his body visible from the gaps in his clothes, and he was concerned about it, too.

She didn't have magical powers from the beginning, but she had a simple “power” in this world.

It made it easier to cut trees and crush stones, so it helped secure various construction materials for Klondor. I'm just not very good at magic, and these powers, too, tend to fail. He took the lead in field work and cooking.

Purple Pushma was a sober, loving, poor girl who valued honesty and correctness.

I didn't have much to tell you where it came from, but the costume I originally wore was unfamiliar with the long cracked sleeves and hem, and the fan she had had had had a letter called “kanji” on it.

Everyone said it was nice to have a special physique that emitted a sweet smell from her own body, but she seemed to hate it. But there was something calming about her sweet smell.

She was an innocent girl with a lot of smiles who spoke to me casually, but I think she looked a little lonely when she was a mundane. I was fifteen at the time I came to Mayday.

She knew so many stories and songs that she told us and made us listen and heal our hearts sometimes it gets hard. She was good at weaving machines.

Green Demeteris was a particularly timid, interpersonal fearful girl.

Are you the sister of Tritania who, at an early age, reunited in this other world where we were separated from each other in war?

It was not long after they were summoned here that they realized they were brothers and sisters.

I had a small mouth count, and even when I came to Mayday, I was most restless and scared of everything. The youngest twelve at the time.

However, there was a special power to listen to the words of Daiki, and I felt that the inscriptions were especially loved by Daiki because of the mechanism that she would never have changed without on the spot.

I was behind the basic girls and never tried to get involved or talk to a guy other than the kind Utis. Tritania, who later found out with her brother, also took time to crack it down. Especially scared of Ellis.

The blue Ellis was a skinny, cat-backed boy who was hard to say was remarkable in flattery, but was a twister anyway and good at causing trouble. At the time I came, I was seventeen.

You're the oldest, you take people's food, you vandalize fields meaninglessly, you vomit words that hurt people, you make them look great. I can't say that everyone liked me.

However, when it came to making tools, they were clever, and sometimes they made something while bumping into each other in the corner, and sometimes they used it for bad.

I disobeyed what Acromeia said, I had a special inferiority for Krondor, I abandoned Utice as a hypocrite, I didn't try to get involved with Tritania, I was always angry with Magiliva, I had a secret longing for Psima, and I laughed at Demeteris for doing something to scare me. Only I felt superior for some reason.

Anyway, he was a troublesome, dangerous guy, and sometimes he was gone from Daiki's, but he was back at some point.

I didn't have anything. A new name to say Hadefis of gold, besides.

Bad born and raised.

Because I was in a town of poverty where I was only allowed to work, I didn't have any learning, and I didn't have much useful knowledge in the current situation.

Initially I didn't know what power I had, and that's why the special people around me seemed blind.

I don't have a single factor to be respected or loved around, but I don't want to be out of company, and I even feel like I worked for myself. I think everyone around me was in a twitchy hurry even though they were doing better.

Ellis was always high pressure on me, and she said "incompetent" greatly.

If incompetent, incompetent is good.

Anyway, I did the best I could. To live here.

That was just it.