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

What is this, unspeakable sense of security?

I have spoken my name many times.

"Lili...... Ulysses......"

"Long time no see, Maki. Really."

"What the hell, why?"

To me perplexed, Ulysses smiled at Nicole, then immediately turned to a serious face and turned to the original in front of her.

"I can't immerse myself in nostalgia yet. First, we have to do something about this guy."

"Ulysses, but this guy, he's protected by the reason of the world. You can never destroy it. With the power of a shield, it regenerates."

I explained in a hurry.

Even if Ulysses helps us, we can't do anything about this guy.

"... I see"

Ulysses seemed to be somewhat convinced by this heartless explanation. Retake the wand.

The giant soldier was trying to get back in shape as he regenerated his arm slashed by Ulysses.

"Chi... Para Utis... White Sage"

Istarte did not try to hide his frustration.

"I wonder what that means. This space is managed by Natan. It won't be something you, the white magician, can come in. Yeah... but I've been here before, and some idiot broke into this space on the white magician's ass. It's just a distasteful thing to remember."

To Istarte's words, Ulysses laughs softly.

"Certainly, my white magic is not supposed to allow me to enter this space. But whoever has the power to destroy space is possible... here, whoever has that power is none other than Maki. From the inside, she was opening a crack in the space. With a crack, I can follow Maki's magic to get here."

I was remembering.

The artifact told me you couldn't defeat a giant soldier when you fired a laser cannon.

That did divide the sky and slightly distort the space.

"... you nathan. Is that Twilight?"

While distorting his expression, Istarte ordered the original.

"Again. Again, pay them a visit to the silver rain. I won't leave a drop of blood, I'll wipe you out of this Mayday!

Istarte seemed in an unspeakable hurry.

Just because Ulysses came, overwhelmingly she says Istarte is more advantageous, but her condition seems to be that she doesn't care about this situation anyway and wants to erase it quickly.

"Maki..."

Ulysses immediately struck me in the ear.

"If you can't destroy him..."

"... Huh?

I open my eyes unexpectedly to his proposed plan.

Is Ulysses serious?

"That... can you do that?

"If you can do that, you can do it. The important thing is not to destroy it now. … is to make it hurt."

Ulysses laughing nicely and petitely.

When I say it's like him or something, I come up with things that I still don't think of, calmly and quietly.

Even if he attacks the dark clouds, he plays again.

Now is not the time for destruction.

I looked at Ulysses and nodded.

"Maki, I'm coming"

Ulysses puts on that scepter and leads the magical formation of white magic, many and many, to draw rings around the original perimeter.

"It's no use doing any small work. You will die before the original!

Using Istarte's decree as a signal, around the giant soldiers, a sphere that contracted its magic is formed by beeping and sounding.

I turn the artifact into a ring, and with the hand of the ring, I grip the sceptre of Ulysses in the same way.

I got my breath ready.

I looked up with Ulysses to the universe where the rain of silver poured.

It's just a beautiful rain, if you just stare.

The sound of destruction reaches my ear. The Spirit Treasure Wall of Ulysses protects us only, but the earth around us is determined.

The Spirit Treasure Wall that was with us soon made a hole, and we showered ourselves with rain.

But soon Ulysses' prepared healing magic works.

Hurt, but heal quickly.

With the power of Ulysses, healing is critical in time. My magic is also poured into the magic of Ulysses through the ring.

The rain stopped.

I was waiting for that moment.

"Seventh Commandment/Wedge of the Spirit"

Ulysses' spiritual magic is activated as the earth's dust is determined.

The seventh commandment is the wedge of the Spirit.

It was the magic formations that were glued around the original perimeter that stood perfectly still, emitting wedges of light at the same time, tying the original to the earth, to this space.

"What?"

Istarte was wary of the inferior boundary of poor vision, but I turned the artifact into the shape of a spear as I went up a wedge like a white steel pole struck by Ulysses.

I command you to fly out to the present of the giant soldiers and twirl your spears.

"The covenant of the goddess of war! Pierce your eyes!!

The spear was in a straight line, piercing the original right eye. Bright red gemstone-like eyes are shattered and scattered. The momentum of destruction is excessive, scattered so that half of the face can be torn off.

Istarte noticed my presence shortly after.

She immediately shielded and said, "Play it! shouted."

Destruction stops as soon as possible, and the face of the giant soldier reverts so that it plays back. The shattered eyes also gradually returned to the original sphere, emitting a dull light.

I made sure of it and made a nigga and a laugh as I fell to the ground.

Would Istarte have noticed that?

"Tenth Commandment...... The Great Spirit of Theft Nea Trea Summons"

On earth, Ulysses took ten magic formations and waited for them.

The hand of the blue and soft man stretches out as if it were a branch of a tree, wrapped around his freshly restored eyes.

Nair Trea is a hundred spirits of the concept of “stealing”. There is nothing in the hands of this Spirit that does not “steal".

The original right eye was stolen by the hands of this Great Spirit, just at this time away from the flesh and regenerated.

"Huh..."

It was almost an instant.

Istarte followed Nea Trea's arm back to the magic formation beneath Ulysses' feet with her eyes, but she can't do anything because she focuses on regenerating the Giant Soldier.

I stuck my spear to the earth at the time I stepped down to the ground.

The blood is flowing from there.

"Destroy the space!

As its commandment stood, the earth sounded exalted, as it broke a mirror.

The rattles and underfoot crumble.

Looking back, I reached out to Ulysses.

He takes my hand firmly.

I left myself to the feeling of falling, and I stayed, pulling him in.

Moving from magical space to reality.

Be aware of the milestone.

……

It looked like it fell on a bright white snow.

I raised my blunt voice to the cold, and to the sighs of my body.

"Are you okay, Maki?"

It was Ulysses who peered into my face.

He stands firm. Try to help me and hold him up, "Quick, we need to get out of here," he says calmly.

"What is this place?

"It's on the hill west of Kiltraden. You've fallen into a strange place."

"Good for you on the snow."

I slowly moved my painful body.

I used too much magic. I've never used magic on such a large scale in a row.

Still, I couldn't defeat that original.

"Ulysses…" eyes ”is"

"It's alright. The eyes stolen by Nair Trea are well managed by the Spirit of Retention Kukuru Chakta. I have it right."

"... good"

Move your feet step by step while Ulysses helps you.

From the top of the hill, he gazed at the town of Quiltraden, far away, and at the royal palace of Hermédes, which soars in the centre.

Istarte and that original...... what happened?

Lena...

"There was Lena in the royal palace. After all, I couldn't help you."

"... the timing will come around again. We leave no power to go back to that place."

"... I know"

He nodded slowly and grabbed Ulysses' robe on his side.

Look up at Ulysses' face.

Ulysses had a slightly grown-up, and masculine, tough face, remaining on a straight, sober footing unlike his predecessors.

The calm down look gives you unconditional and peace of mind.

I don't know what happened to him these past few years. But I feel like I'm ready to be quiet.

I'm getting more and more distracted even though I have so much to ask him and say.

Again, I'm tired for a long time.

"Maki... are you okay?"

Ulysses propped me up.

"Sorry...... I, only magic is stupid, but I just don't have enough strength to use it"

"Oh, sounds like Maki......"

It was such an exchange of nostalgic feelings. Extremely cold, in a blizzard.

"There he is."

At that time, there were three of them who gushed to surround us.

Those who weave their long coats on white military uniforms.

I soon found out he was a Federation soldier, but he's got heavy air somewhere. There are traces of metastatic magic.

These are magicians.

Perhaps, a space magician. It's Twilight... you know, there's Gad Twilight too.

"Thieves. Don't think you can get away with it."

Gad Twilight raised his voice.

At the same time, the cage of space surrounds and binds us.

Shit. They captured me.

I was figuring out a way to escape. There were a number of them, because they were too tired, or the magic didn't start right away, that's when.

A black shadow descends from above, and a long sword sweeps away the snow between the enemy and this one.

A bright white snow smoke broke out and, at the same time, the space that was surrounding us was ruptured by another space.

"We're getting away!

Try to push me and Ulysses, the black-and-black guy who suddenly shows up, unfolds metastatic magic.

It's a voice I'm used to hearing, and magic I know well. It's Thor's magic.

Thor found us and helped us.

Me, Ulysses, and Thor had moments to face each other together.

……

Oh, Thor and, it's Ulysses.

I was only thinking of the obvious. Thor and Ulysses are there.

It was normal, but now I miss it, like it was a long time ago.

Finally, we three are here.

As the silver world turned into another scenery, it was unlikely to hold back the joy of creeping up, biting its trembling lips hard.

But I was too tired to tell both of you this joy.