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

My name is Machia.

But now he's looking like a man, making a scene in the alley as a red-haired Phantom.

He had acted prominently in Central Square until just now, but now he's on the run.

Who are you running from, people from the federal central government?

They're suddenly showing their presence and trying to catch me fleeing.

Because they think of me as someone who has something to do with the old royal family of Guylia...

The Gailian royal family has a saying.

Originally, the Gailian royal family inherited the characteristics of the people living on the northern continent, with many pale blondes and silver hair, but the emperor of a time fell in love with a girl who was an immigrant on the western continent and was forced to be queen, so that all the children born became pale redheads with tea?

Then, the Redhead Queen is now told as an ominous being, because the Gailian Empire continues to be miserable and unfortunate and eventually invaded by the Hermédes Federation.

I stand out and do my activity because I have this legend.

By flirting with the redhead, the redhead Phantom may not be from the old Gailian royal family… who knows the old saying may think.

That's all I can say, red-haired Phantoms have influence.

I guess the central government is already thinking that and desperately trying to capture me.

Did you sprinkle it?

It turned to the west side of Kiltraden and was getting smaller in the alley where the building was built.

I stood still until I thought I no longer felt a tail from the enemy.

Wrap around the robe originally prepared in the crate on the spot, blurry, for each person.

"Oh, cold cold cold. I'd love to get back to my warm house soon and have some warm soup. I wonder if Thor's back yet."

Well, face out of the alley.

Oh, there's still soldiers in the central government.

Might as well stay here a little longer. Or maybe we should move...

Where's the red-haired Phantom?

"Captain Gado."

It was when I was haunting my head and lurking my breath on the spot.

I heard a voice coming through, and I was curious. Also, take your head out of the alley and check.

Then, at some point, there was a man with an eyelid in a white Federation uniform.

"Ah..."

The reason I was upset was because he had dark hair and looked really reminiscent of our clan.

"He's totally Twilight."

At a level I could tell right away, it was like that.

More like Tor even though again.

Is my age the same as Tor's? Gatai is better than Tor, a man with shorter pruned hair and a nerve-looking surface whose eyelids look good on him.

I can't feel the soft waist like Solomon, and I don't have the adorability of Noah.

Seems a little stiff if I say so.

Even if they all look alike, they're all a little different.

That's funny.

Let me count when I can't sleep because I have one toil, two toils, three toils, four toils... Recently, there has been an increase in feminized tall.

Oh, if I keep thinking about that, I won't be able to sleep.

"Captain Gado! Suspicious, I caught a red-haired man. He's probably a red-haired Phantom!

When I saw how things were going and thought about something easy, I pulled a man with a soldier in front of a man named Gad.

The northern continent has also embraced the inhabitants of the western continent in its long history, and various races exist.

Therefore, redheads exist in this country as well, but the soldier brought in a young man with dull carrot-colored redhead and a slightly skinny face full of scuffs.

Exactly, if he was a red-haired Phantom, all the girls in the alley looked disappointed, reluctant to say.

……

A man named Gad was staring down at that skinny man.

"Hey, what is it, what is it, soldier? I didn't do anything..."

With a trembling voice, a man pleading innocence. But Gad pulled the sword he was lowering out of his sheath.

Shit......!

That's what I thought of the unmistakable move.

Gad's sword was making a move to cut off a skinny man.

Whether the man in front of you is a red-haired Phantom or not, it doesn't matter.

I jumped out of the alley and said, "Don't! shouted."

That voice creates a moment of confusion in Gad's sword.

Without missing a gap, I hit a skinny man and played him out of Gado's time.

Gad's sword blushed my shoulder with momentum. gobbling and rolling down the brick ground.

At the end of the roll, the hood of the robe came off and my redhead peered.

"He's a red-haired Phantom!

One of the soldiers screamed. I got up right away, but in the enemy no matter what.

Oh, my body hurts. I don't have a big shoulder wound, but I feel sore. Extra because it's cold.

I declare grandiose.

"Even so. I'm the red-haired Phantom. I don't care what you think. This guy has nothing to do with this!

I grabbed the blood flowing from my shoulders. I saved myself the trouble of hurting myself.

"... red-haired Phantom"

Gad muttered the name and looked to me.

Set up the sword you had. Around him, a familiar distortion of space was created.

That's... the Magic Fortress.

"Magic Fortress“ White... ""

"Fortress Crash!!

I knew he was trying to make a name for himself in order to build some sort of magical fortress.

I turn the artifact I used as a ring into a skinny sword, and when I enter his nostalgia without hesitation, I slash the distortion of the space around it.

I can destroy space.

I also know that it takes a delicate amount of time to build the Magic Fortress. I won't let it build.

"hey... what"

However, I guess Gad didn't think this would happen. He had surprising eyes.

I aimed straight at Gad's torso, but the boulder accepts the sword.

"You... who? I can't believe you destroyed space magic."

……

I exchanged swords several times. As for sword moves, he seemed like a pretty good player, and I got back in time.

"Run now."

I'm still on the spot, letting the red-haired Phantom get me away with the wrong guy.

"Follow him. He could be one of us"

Gad gave instructions to the soldiers around him.

"No. That guy's not one of us or anything!

"Then why did you help?"

"Because... I was wrong, and he was about to kill me. I try to kill people easily. That's what I hate about the Federation. A weak civilian in your country!

……

Gad narrowed his eyes.

I mean, there was a lot of anger, but with all this important, it's time for a rush to sprout.

I don't know if I've done anything wrong.

The truth is, close your eyes to some sacrifice. But I guess you should have avoided contact with them.

"Redhead Phantom. You are being whispered about your connection to the old royal family of Guylia. Or the survival of the old royal family? Whatever it is, it doesn't matter if you catch it."

In a cuddly voice, Gad said.

An unfamiliar, bubbly, spherical 3D space joined around him and drew a ring.

Moment after moment, he uses metastatic magic to turn behind me, but I prevent his attack with a tsk of blood.

The surprise is that his attack spreads the circle, producing a shock wave.

That's a thin, disc-shaped space. A similar impact to a sharp blade struck down the surrounding buildings from the side.

Thanks to the blood that protects me with the auto, I could never touch my body on the disc, destroying it and dodging it.

Dangerous. If you're bad, you'll have two torsos in a flash...

"What is that magic? I've never seen it... it's a pain in the ass."

Gad seemed concerned about my blood.

Well, you've never seen it, have you? There's no one else who can use this magic except me.

But it's no good fighting this guy any more. I still have trouble getting in the way of the plan.

Do not be enlightened that you are a Red Witch.

Soldiers surrounding me lean over. Pompous, blood drowned on the ground.

……

When I say this...... run away!

I shook up my sword with the intention of going towards rather than turning my back on Gad.

Gad shows his setup to receive it and develops spatial magic around him.

Countless blades of transparency attacked me, but I swept away his attacks with a sword, some on my body, but I put my strength on my feet and jumped as much as I wanted in front of Gad.

Jumped on the roof of a private house.

Gad looked back and said, "Don't let him get away!" He was raising his voice, but the blood that had been made where I had been earlier began to explode repeatedly on a small scale, and they were caught up in it, surrounded by smoke.

Multiplied by the commotion, I fled.

"Gad...... Twilight, huh"

Is he, like Nathan Twilight, a Twilight who follows the Federation?

In the first place, why are those guys following the Federation?

I've heard from Lepis that the Twilight people are badly hit by the Federation.

Even if you want to run, you can't.

Is there a reason why I have to comply?

"Machia"

"Ah, Tor."

Tor, dressed as a woman, picked me up when I was getting smaller in the corner of the roof of the tall building, which I had promised as a meeting place.

He sees me bleeding from his shoulders and wrinkles between his brows.

"What's the matter, it is. Did you haunt me?"

"Kind of. I met a guy who looked like a pain in the ass."

Thor took my hand and made me stand up.

In a moment, I can solve the change in Tor. I was looking like a girl, but I'm going to be a sticky guy.

His time for change had a limit, so the time had come.

A little bit later, I also became the usual makia from being a man again. For the usual, luxurious, poor pretty girl look.

"I'm glad I made it. Guylia, when you're with the old royal family, it's important."

"Neither do I. If your transformation is solved and you expose yourself to women in front of the Federation, I'm sure the Red Witch will find out.... and I'm so tired"

I was hoping to tell Thor about the little fight earlier.

But for some reason, I'm so tired. I think I'm hungry.

"Come on, let's go home to the safe house. You must be tired, too. I have to pay for my injuries."

Thor let me, fluttering, grab onto his own arm.

I cling to Thor, as I did to Marutai.

"Transfer. Church safe house"

The moment Thor spoke of the destination of the transfer, a magic formation unfolded beneath our feet.

It was in the light that we moved to the church where we were based.

"Look, Machia, let me see your wound."

Thor sat me in the chair in front of the fireplace and turned on the fireplace in the room.

When I say, "It'll heal soon," I say, "It's not cute."

"Say stupid. Don't leave the blood drooling."

"Hmmm......"

Answering vaguely, I took off the man's coat, unbuttoned his shirt and exposed his shoulders.

Thor looked at the wound with a strange face.

"Just like that."

"Really? I think it's the shallow one. Thanks to you, magic was easy to use."

"You're too indifferent to the wound."

Sigh Thor. The wound was gently wiped with a clean cloth.

Something smells of unpleasant chemicals on my nose.

I put a stained wound pill on the cotton to see, and Tor picks it up in a pinset and then hits my wound a little bit.

"It was you. Dyeing Eh."

"I'm used to pain," he said.

Intolerable Tor. I will not loosen my hand on allowances if I call.

'Cause it's not what you call pain.'

I'm bored.

I don't like this soreness staining pain, so I don't really like the scratch allowance.

I have automatic healing in my body, so I don't need allowances in the first place.

But Thor doesn't seem to think so.

Something I always want to handle when I get hurt.

"Hey, Tor. I met a guy who looked a little troublesome."

"Is that the guy from the central government?

"I'm sure you do. He was wearing white military uniforms like Natan and Istarte, so I don't think he's just a general soldier. They called me Captain Gado. He had a similar impression as you, and he tried to use the Magic Fortress. Absolutely the Twilight clan."

"Again... it's like me"

Thor's, indescribable face, which is losing its originality.

He put gauze on his wound and wrapped it around me with a bandage, but he roared low.

"It's not good. You mean the blood of your offspring is thick."

"Shut up. Usually after 2,000 years, the blood is fading."

"That doesn't mean that Twilight was inheriting magic by preserving his pedigree. It's wonderful."

……

Together, looking up at me, Thor finished the allowance for the wound.

By the time we're done, the wounds are starting to block, so there's really no allowance, is there?

"Oh, I knew the magic of prolonged change would come to you. I miss the times when I was irresponsibly changing others. You're pretty tight on your own."

"Basically, the magic of a change system eats magic, given its persistence. The magic of persistence is risky and pledging a lot. It also takes magic, especially since the subject of magic says it is himself, because he is in the Demon King class. In your case, that includes me, and don't snort about fatigue."

"Ulysses was amazing, considering that. This is what I was good at."

"I, too, have been maintaining the Fortress of Magic on the layline for a long time. I'm used to this kind of thing. In your case, the magic of a persistent system is only as good as the automatic healing in your body."

"Hey...... it's pretty hard to be aware of unfamiliar magic and have to sustain it, though there may be some unconscious doing it"

Bullshit, I shivered.

Thor is worthy and brings me a loose negligee to change and also this jacket.

Though the girl Tor is cute, she still has some real Tor to be relieved of.

"You, don't get too close to those white uniformed guys. At this stage, you are enough of a disturbing freak. The revolutionaries are at a stage where they are now collecting weapons and talent into this capital. We have to wait for the opportunity."

"I know, I know."

While dressing, answer.

That's why I ran away then.

also wore this jacket, then I somehow, stuck to Thor's arm.

"Tor ~"

"What the fuck?"

"Cold"

"Stay round in front of the fireplace."

Thor gave an obviously annoying look.

But I know what I'm really happy about.

"I'm hungry, Thor. I want some warm soup."

"It's still a can of fish today."

"I don't want to! I want a gratin!

"Hey, you're changing what you want to eat"

"I want meat. I want meat! I want beef fillet steak! I want a beef stew too ~ ~!

To my request to escalate, Tor said, "Then it's warm soup! ♪ I'll say it all ♪

This is my usual means of making more and more fancy requests, even though they only serve canned fish when I say I want to eat soup, it can be easier for me to get my first requests through.

Thor headed to the kitchen, even though he said bumps.

Shiatsu.

That said, I was tired and I sat in the chair in front of the fireplace and settled down.

I wonder what time it is now. As far as the clock goes, it's evening.

If I was blurry, I would have fallen asleep at some point.

When Tor woke me up, I could make some delicious bacon and root vegetable soup and it smelled good.

I think Thor just raised his cooking arm a little lately.

Good to say nice wake up.