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

My name is Eska.

He is the bishop of the Vabel kingdom, the protector of the Kingdom of Ruskia.

The southern continent is protected by the green curtain of the eight acts.

The counting method is from the outside: Act I, Act II….

Between that fourth and fifth act, there was an island of fantasy, previously cared for by the White Sage.

The island of fantasy could certainly be confirmed by my eyes, and it was also possible for Suzuma.

But I don't see anything but us.

In short, it only looked like Demon King Class and Suzuma.

On the back of Red Bird Phoenix, the two of us overlook the island.

Until now, the island of fantasy was, as the name suggests, a place you can't even reach if you can see it.

You can't just disappear and go down.

But I asked the Green Witch to manipulate the "Shell of the Toyota Queen” and identify the location of the Fantasy Island.

It was originally between Act III and Act IV, but when an island of fantasy was set up between Act I and Act II by manipulating the spacing between the green curtains, the island was halfway clear.

If we come near, we won't disappear.

Act I and Act II.

I immediately wondered what that meant.

The first act is the "Curtain of Para Achromeia", unfolded by the coffin of the King of Silver.

The second act is the "Curtain of Para Crondor", which is unfolded by the coffin of the Black Demon King.

In short, it was a "residual demon-guided space” made of the magic of creation and space, but it was a late phenomenon.

Not that there is those magic in the green curtain, but perhaps the magic that leaks out of the coffin of history, which presides over the two concepts of creation and space, can be described as a more accentuated form in the overlapping parts of the demonic guided waves of the three towers.

Whatever it is, we need to investigate.

"Dae-dae"

"Big guy."

Ride the Phoenixis of the Quadrilateral Spirit from above, overlooking its island.

"Come on, Suzuma. We're going down."

"Master. Aren't you afraid?

"Huh? Why should I be scared? I have nothing to be afraid of. Oh. Oh, my God. You're scared, aren't you? If it was Phoenix, you could have seen it from the top."

"Huh? Why?

……

"I look forward to it."

Suzuma was a true face, just reacted that much.

Strength is a pure reaction that doesn't even see fine dust, and I still think this guy is a big guy...

We got off to the island right away.

I didn't know what was there, but there are too many things that don't make sense for a residual demon-guided space.

Residual demon guided spaces are commonly said to be oblivious spaces of former space magicians, but residual demon guided spaces around the Patriarchate are also documented as remnants of the mythical age.

I wonder what remnants are.

There is no detailed record of what happened in those days, not even in the Patriarchate.

All there is is is a pale legacy of famous episodes of the mythological era.

Both in the mythological era and in Genesis and Mythology, the fees for the episodes are different.

Residual demon-guided spaces are believed to have remained much in Genesis.

I can't even remember why.

"Wow."

First, Suzuma stepped right down to the open spot of the island's forest.

"Look, master. A silver flower."

And soon, Suzuma stared at the flowers that grew.

"It's sparkling. It's like vitreous."

"Hey, don't touch me too casually. What would you do if you had a thorn or poison?"

"It's okay. All my spirits are full of poison and needles and all that."

Blur and the spirits of poisonous sasoris, honeysuckles and hares that emerged floating around the tin.

Take all these noisy spirits with you...

"Fair enough. Follow me, Suzuma."

"Er... yeah. Okay."

Shizuma for some reason.

Fair enough.

We'll take a look around the island with no sign of life at all.

The place of descent was the forest, but the roads were decent, and the trees and flowers were as beautiful as they were cared for, and undisturbed as the crops.

It's a common view in the Residual Demon Guided Space.

"Oh, look, master"

Suzuma found something and started running on her own.

I said, "Hey, you're in danger!," he shouts, chasing Suzuma.

Moving through the lush trees, there was a stinging tin.

What Suzuma looked up to was a giant four-body statue.

Is it the ruins?

Paved paths continue and traces of civilization are seen everywhere.

In front of it, there were four black statues that I had never seen, but that made me miss the ancient air.

"... what is this"

People, monsters, what is it?

Two are present with a loss of head and two have a head.

I wonder what the statue means.

Since there are not nine bodies, it is not even the Genesis God, the first of the Demon King class.

Four bodies.

I wonder what that number means.

Even if I think too much, I just don't understand why.

In the meantime, we turned to the path behind the statue.

"Bye."

It's just that when I stepped in the middle of the road, I fell into a hidden hole.

Suzuma rounded her eyes and glanced at the hole.

"Wow, master. Are you all right, Master?

"Die! It's just a pit!

Normally, a pit in these places seemed like a needle hell or something, which was really just a hole.

Simply the space that makes the way is degraded and a hole has been made in the missing magic information.

When you stroke the fallen spot, there is a touch of dirt.

"... hmm?

There was an unexpected feeling, and I lifted it.

I narrowed my eyes wondering what it was, but it was like a dried fruit.

……

I don't know what this is, either.

I heard the sound of magic being corrected.

Shit, the hole blocks, I crawl out in a panic.

"That, what?

Suzuma showed interest in what I had.

"I don't know...... dried up black fruit dull"

"I don't know, it"

I thought I had picked up something weird and tried to dump it there, but I was so concerned, I stopped.

Because this was just a thought, but I felt like I should keep it.

……

We proceeded, gazing and avoiding pitfalls with distortions of magic.

"Master, you're scaring me more than you're scaring me.

"Shut up. You try, too."

"Can I do that, too?

"Look me in the eye. If you avoid the unpleasant feeling, you'll be fine."

"Okay."

Suzuma followed my instructions and gazed in the same way.

This is also part of the training.

Proceed avoiding each other where the space is blurred. To say that there is a way is somehow ahead.

That's what I thought.

"... and nothing!

But what was at the end of the road was just a cliff.

"I thought it was a temple."

"That's what I was saying."

Staring resentfully at the endless ocean ahead of the cliff with tiny, disappointing shoulders.

Damn. Isn't that really just a residual demon-guided space?

Maybe you can tell something about the mythological era, maybe it's an important space, maybe I was the idiot who read it in depth.

All I got is dried fruit.

"Hey, Master. I'm hungry."

"Asshole. If you're a man, put up with some hunger."

"I can't. I'm so tired for some reason."

Suzuma is a child who doesn't usually make weak noises.

But I really looked a little tired.

"Hey Holy Ash. I told you I was tired of tins. Give him a break."

"Let's not! Lovely, our tins! You can tell the White Sage!

"... if you don't have anything to eat, eat me, Suzuma"

While each of the three spirits expresses intense affection, they are outraged at me, raising their hysterical voices, and trying to offer themselves.

Suzuma drew three spirits and was embracing them.

I wonder what. I'm like a terrible bad guy...

"Oh, already! All right, man! Here's lunch."

I summoned my own spirit, Tarta.

Looks like Tarta was napping and looks in a terrible mood.

"What"

"Serve the rice. I left it in that medicine box on your back."

The square medicine box that Tarta carries is also my locker.

It's a four-dimensional storage box that contains a lot more than it looks.

"All I want to take out is a sandwich of some form of snoring vegetables that the witch made me hold ~"

"Wow, wow."

Suzuma is deliberately delighted.

The Church only has the basically bad ingredients.

The witch, among other things, desperately cooked dishes to feed her growing tin... which she asked me to have for lunch.

"It's a witch's handmade vegetable sandwich. Eat your heart."

"Okay."

……

……

That said, we silenced each other because we knew what the witch's hand cooking tasted like.

I can't be honest with you.

"... um, just vegetables"

"Suzuma, this is called Healthy"

"It's not a triangular sandwich. It's a pentagon for some reason. This one's round."

"Suzuma, this is just artistic"

"Delicious, though."

"Right. My mother's hand cooking tastes more special than anything else."

We told each other what we had learned, but we only had vegetables that didn't taste like it, and we cheeked up sandwiches, and it made us feel good about the weather.

"Mom and Master are brothers and sisters, aren't they? Did the masters do well from the same person?

"Ah? You bet."

……

Oh, Suzuma has a subtle face...

"Even so, when I was just born in this world, it was already a loving prodigy."

"Let's sleep and say it, Master."

"Oh, my God, where did you learn such a dirty word!

"... a master."

I was told the most important thing to do while eating a vegetable sandwich.

This is why I hate kids... because I remember all the good things quickly...

"Master, do you remember your mother?

"Huh? Well, you're a former witch. He died young, but he was a beautiful man full of charity..."

Reminds me of my mother far away. I'm more conscious of being a former witch than I am of my mother.

He was a weak man, and he was merciful to me because he thought he was my beloved son.

He was a great witch who gave birth to two Demon King classes.

You gave birth to the current witch, Lady Pericellis, and she died soon after, but I still remember sometimes.

"Hey, what about your mom and your master's father?

"Huh."

When I was soaking up good memories because of it, Suzuma asked me nasty questions.

I start to get sexually frustrated.

"My father was a man who was an investigator for the Patriarchate. Still wandering around the world, gathering information. He was an insensitive witch."

"I see. Your master is like your father."

"Say stupid! I'm me! Nothing else!

I was outraged as I slapped my fist to the ground, but Suzuma was laughing. The spirits were laughing, too.

What's so funny?

"Ah, master."

Suddenly, the tin suddenly looked in a certain direction and pointed at his finger without distraction.

Hmm, so I look at you.

"A giant soldier."

"Uh... you're a giant soldier"

The reaction was dull with each other, but this was still a surprise there.

Because here, between Acts I and II of the Green Curtain. On the other side of the first act, a slightly older type of giant soldier strapped his body to the curtain and looked at this one.

Gradually, it feels like Yabe Yabe.

Even a complete green curtain act knows there is no way that a giant soldier can break through, but when he was previously incomplete, he was broken up to three acts.

"Wow, you're watching this."

"I wonder if the giant soldiers see this island, too"

I have a problem with that word that Suzuma said.

I see.

We're descending on this island as a matter of course, but in the first place, this was an island we couldn't see except us.

A giant soldier coming all the way to the side of this island and looking around us might be saying he sees this island.

I'm seeing it, maybe I'm specifically aware of it.

This has never happened before.

What the hell is going on?

"Well no. You mean there are so many unintelligible elements on this island. In time, I'll blow you away."

Easy lunchtime is over.

I stand up and stare at the giant soldiers.

Suzuma was licking her fingers with a pebble.

"Master, are you going to defeat the giant soldiers?

"Of course. I'll clean up all those mutts in a flash."

I say dressed in one hand with a grenade removed from nowhere.

Suzuma says, "Well, I'm watching," and I'm not going to help!

Fair enough.

Giant soldiers appear in the world, the least good form of life.

The salvation for them is to wipe everything out without a trace, and to rid Mayday of anyone who can create it.

There is no need for forgiveness.

Summoning the proud Quartet Spirits, I stuck to the Giant Soldier with a high laugh.

I punched firepower from above the giant soldiers to say if this is still the case, releasing it until it was shattered, and overkill with the momentum to ridicule the Federation via the giant soldiers.

Well, I'm just saying I was very strong.