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

My name is Tor Sagaram.

He was once called the Black Demon King.

They say the mythological name is Para Crondor.

There were ten hours left before the original appearance.

While no one can waste their time, we are ready to play our part.

The Valkyrian First Fleet, led by Princess Shatoma, and also the Second, Third and Fifth Fleets fight at the front lines of Kiltraden.

Ulysses also rides the first fleet with the right eye of the labyrinth eyes, using this to drag the original out to the sea and direct it to the center of the central sea.

A stream that uses the sea as the main battlefield to contain damage and unleashes magic cannons that link system towers...

The original was upheld by the laws of the world, and it plays again and again, but it will be a stepping stone until Machia breaks the laws of the world.

Whatever it is, it will be about how much damage can be contained.

Me, Machia and General Canon board the Seventh Fleet and descend across the Central Sea onto an island of fantasy that emerged close to the Kingdom of Ruskia.

That was Vabel before the world was rebuilt, the land where the laws of the world sleep.

Perhaps there is also a silver king, a blue general, in this place.

The departure was as soon as General Cannon was ready.

I've also been giving instructions to my country's layline via the system tower.

Are you ready, Thor?

"... Ulysses"

In the hallway out of the overtree communications room, I met Ulysses.

"Sort of. Not necessarily without damage to the layline. The land is protected by the Gran Tower, but you don't know what happens to me."

I remember when I was the Black Demon King, and I told Alice Leanne and Rise to do it even when I was gone.

"You're not going to die, Thor."

"I'm not going to. But definitely not.... even when he was the Black Demon King, he was"

From the windowsill in the corridor of the overtree, I saw the peaceful sky of Frezier.

This place is so quiet and beautiful, the world is in crisis right now, isn't it?

"Ulysses, you be careful. Honestly, you're a more dangerous job."

"Haha. I know. But I'm fine. I believe you will succeed safely."

……

Ulysses also stood next to me and looked out.

But his gaze is more like looking at a far different place than saying it is directed at the view of the outside world.

I have more calm eyes than usual.

"I'm strange. Once, so fragmented, we each say we were fighting with loneliness... and now we're all trying to join forces"

"... Ulysses"

"If I can, I want everyone saved. We all want to look to a happy future. I don't think you should be missing anyone."

Ulysses turned to me with the usual modest grin.

"I asked for Maki, Mr. Tor. If you're on your side, Maki will be fine. She's got a big part to play... but she'll do it all."

"... I know"

I'll face Ulysses again.

Ulysses nodded, this time with a serious look.

"And one more thing... my biggest concern is General Cannon"

"... Cannon?

"Oh. He was a hateful brave man to us... but now we don't hate him anymore, do we?"

Ulysses didn't have to tell me, and that's something I've been thinking about.

We don't hate brave men anymore.

That's really, the emotion that was gone at some point.

It's more like a twitchy reminder of the burden that's always been somewhere in my mind on that man who took on the unimaginable role of retriever...

Even though there were many things I didn't know, I couldn't hate him for any reason.

"I remember things now. When I met Kaya, a brave man, and I was desperately raising him.... Oh, his attitude, that word, it all meant something like this, finally connected. Only if you know the background."

"Ulysses......"

"I want you to believe in General Cannon and do it. And if anything happens, I want you to save him. If“ the child ”is not saved, I'm sure no one will be saved..."

Ulysses, who referred to General Cannon, older than himself, as "the child”.

I'm sure there are times for Ulysses when General Cannon still seems to be the brave “kaya” he once was.

When I was my own pretty goddaughter.

"But he's gonna hate it when I can help him.... because he hates me."

"Haha. It's insignificant..."

Ulysses turned away and laughed at what was funny.

"Ulysses, don't you have to contact Perselis? Perselis is gonna be tough, too. We must manipulate the green curtain to preserve the Kingdom of Ruskia and the island of fantasy"

"Of course, I haven't contacted you. But it's okay. Eska's brother-in-law and Suzuma are there, even if I'm not there. Besides, I'm not gonna die in this fight. [M] If I die, I will grieve for Perselis, Suzuma, Opelia."

……

"I fight to make my whole family happy, to make this world whole."

Ulysses was powerful and assured.

Some words will come out of your former experience.

He had an unmistakable eye, and the magic that wrapped around his body was clear everywhere.

You're getting stronger, Ulysses.

Yes, I couldn't help but feel it.

"I'll see you around, Ulysses. Finish everything and we'll all go back to our homeland, the Kingdom of Ruskia."

"Oh. Everyone wants that. Everyone is waiting for you.... so properly, you're bringing Maki back, Tor."

Ulysses offered me his hand.

I'll hold his hand hard again.

We must have had a strong eye for each other.

It's good to have made the fight last minute and to have been able to talk to Ulysses.

I felt I could calm my mind in the midst of a glaring development.

I knew Ulysses was my best friend. For me.

Machia was among the Frezier Royal Palaces, and after eating enough food, she was dressed in the high quality red military uniform that Frezier had prepared for her, polishing artifact spears for one.

It's kind of surreal that Machia is polishing her weapons.

You usually treat me pretty appropriately.

"Hey Machia, looks like General Cannon is ready. We're boarding the seventh ship."

"... Yep"

Machia stood up quickly, behaving inexplicably drinking water directly from the water sauce she had once placed on the table on her side before coming over.

The movement is also kind of beefy. My right hand and right leg are out together.

How betty.

"You... maybe you're nervous?

……

Machia looked anxious and nodded small.

The eyebrows are in eight letters, and the lips are tied together all the time.

Hands that squeeze the artifact with both hands are shivering somewhere.

"Hehe, isn't that pathetic? The Red Witch, who's done everything she's ever done, put the laws of the world in front of her."

"... makia"

Machia grinned bitterly, turning her artifact into a ring and holding the hand that was still wearing the ring.

Naturally, naturally.

What Machia is trying to do can also be described as destroying the future in order to save the present.

There's no way Machia doesn't feel the pressure.

Even now, she has saved someone somewhere, hated by many, while destroying the world.

This time she also assumes the role of goddess of destruction.

painful. Why should all Machia always assume such a role?

"Machia"

I hugged Machia as hard as I could wrap her around.

Her little tremors come through well, and her body isn't as hot as usual.

"Yes, I'd love to...... Tor"

Machia was confused, but in the meantime, she gave herself to me.

I can see her body losing strength.

"Are you scared, Machia"

"... well. I don't even know where or who will get hurt. There is no guarantee that I will succeed. If you fail, Mayday will see you again..."

"Calm down, Machia. It's okay, I'm here."

"... Tor"

"Well, I'm talking about what I'm going to be... both the Silver King and the Blue General, if I'm going to stand before you, I'll take them down. In short, I'm your knight."

"… Knight"

Machia repeats the word knight.

I felt like I was starting again.

Something was different from when I was on her side as her knight the whole time, but I feel like I'm finally back in the same position again.

I even think that would make me happy. If only Machia was a knight.

Makia makes those big cat eyes even bigger and she kind of makes her cheeks red with joy.

"That's right. You were my knight!

"That's right. You seem to have completely forgotten."

"Hehe. Sounds good. Well, that's nice."

Now Machia gave me a hug.

I'm glad Machia is happy. Sometimes there is no alternative to changing circumstances, relationships, and thoughts, but sometimes I miss the pleasant relationships of the distant past.

"I was also talking to Ulysses earlier. When it's all over, he wants to go back to the Kingdom of Ruskia and live happily ever after. I always say that.... You, what do you want to eat when you get back to the Kingdom of Ruskia?

"... lemon cake"

"I guess."

I guess Machia has always missed that flavor.

That tastes like her hometown, Delia Field. It tastes like a family.

As much as Ulysses, I wish I could have said thoughtful words of encouragement, but I feel sorry for the outline of the favor being lemon cake...

But as much as I could, I wanted to remind you of something warm.

I also had a relaxing time on the land and a snug view of the wheat sail.

"All right, good luck"

"That's the intention.... Come on, let's go. I don't have time to slow down. Because General Cannon seems to be waiting."

"Right. For the lemon cake!

……

If this saves the world, lemon cake would be better served as a cultural heritage class treat for the Kingdom of Ruskia.

Flat on the rooftop of Regis Overtree is the airport that connects the Valkyrian ships.

At the entrance to boarding the seventh ship, General Cannon was waiting.

Same as usual, hawky, sharp and chilling eyes.

"... Let's go"

That's all General Cannon said and led us inside.

This situation is no different from the battle of milestones so far.

'... you've been waiting for this moment. … Spend a long time'

After General Cannon told him that he could defeat the original by destroying the laws of the world, Machia zeroed these words.

What does this time of year mean for this man whose habit is to push and kill emotions?