Story of The Ancient Demon King!

~ Time goes back a little ~

With the exception of Shirley and the butler who were fainting, Lilia and the Beast girl who had seen the tragedy in front of them were silent and just lost their minds.

No, I couldn't move with much fear.

The front is clearly removed from the armored man's position, and the view outside is completely visible.

Only the moonlight that illuminates the dark night that enters from there, and the scene like a spring breeze that blows across the scene, enveloped the scene.

I could see traces of the brutality from anywhere I was entering Lilia.

The mansion, which was so splendid, disappeared, and the garden, the trees, and the shadows were lost.

All that remains is a man with dark armor who has vanished everything.

Now the girls wondered what this man was thinking, and they didn't care that evil intentions could not be directed at them.

♢♢♢

... the beam was supposed to come out. I didn't plan to...

I look up at the only full moon that illuminates the darkness from the second floor of the mansion with a better view.

Within your armor, withstand the steaming heat.

If you lower your gaze, there is a tragic situation that reminds you of a meteorite falling.

I challenged the world's "release type" without any practice, so the magic didn't wrap up well and spread into a sphere.

The beam was supposed to make the house a little more airy.

Moreover, there was a feeling that a lot of magic had been wasted.

That black-winged man did something surprisingly difficult.

"Released Magic Cannon (Paklei Black)", which imitates a black-wing man, needs to be practiced...

After all, it might be more appropriate for me to say things to the human body to concentrate magic on my body and fight, such as tea-breaking meatballs.

I looked at the tragedy in front of me again and thought it irritated me.

Magic is as deep as mathematics.

Well, more than that.

... I feel the gaze of the girls behind me.

Turn around slowly.

"Eh...."

"Hmm!?

Obviously, she is afraid of stretching herself.

I guess it was because I did it too flashy. I couldn't stop because I was angry with the bastard and there was blood on my head.

Start by walking towards a beast girl who looks badly wounded so she doesn't scare you as much as possible.

Hihhhhhhhh

……

Hiding on the back of a pink-haired girl, hiding her head and not her buttocks.

In such a case, what would you do to get along...

Bite my arm.

"Hih!?

In the meantime, I decided to have it bitten.

Remove the gauntlet on the arm and give the live arm to the girl.

"Chew it, come on...."

……

Show yourself that there is no hostility.

Then, with tearful eyes pulling and shaking...

"............ hahhh"

"Well done. You were just scared. But I'm not scared anymore. We're friends."

"... uu... nhh, nhh"

For some reason, she gently strokes her dirty, bright light blue hair that trembles with a pull... and makes a quick suggestion.

"If you stay like this... you'll probably die. So, could you make some modifications to your body?"

……

A narrow girl leans her neck as she starts to shake loosely her tail peeking from a worn-out outfit while being anxious and twitched.

"... no, I'll do it myself. It may hurt, but please bear with me.... by the way, is that right eye no longer open?

"... nnh............. Mhh!? Mhhhhhhhhh!!

My teeth deeply swallow into my arms.

Apply magic to the hand you were stroking and modify the human body.

Are you in pain? You are in agony and agony.

But there's nothing else you can do to endure it for a while.

"Eh...."

The girl next door also took a breath and opened her eyes to something.

But now it's time to focus.

Then, after a few minutes of "chrono treatment"...

"--Phew.... here, open your eyes."

"Phew, Phew,... nh, nh?... I can see... oh, my God!

This is another adorable girl who opens her eyes and tells her in a good mood. There are no scratches on the whole body, and the skin is healthy as it is.

It was my first time, but it seems to have worked.

I didn't lose my eyeballs, so I was able to retrofit them.

A girl looking up at me with her neat, innocent eyes. If I stroke your head, you'll be so happy to accept it as if it were just a matter of time.

Then, let go of your hand and point your body at the girl next door.

The potato and the Beast girl put my hand back on their head.

……

……

Gushigushigushigushigushigushi...

♢♢♢

"Okay, okay? I have to talk to this kid, so I'll be waiting for you."

Nh

A man with black armor who has been judged by the power of God.

In Lilia, the presence of the demon king Croxin did not seem like an evil god who had come down to play.

Aura that frightens (fuzzes) the existence of the earth.

The ruthlessness of handcuffing a beast with a black moya.

And then I erased that mighty winged man like a feather... an unusual force.

"Well...."

……

I wonder if I'll be toyed with that black moya.

Even Lilia, who was prepared to die countless times today alone, trembles with anxiety and fear.

"Let me continue with the words of that time."

"Eh...."

That time... I wonder if it was about your mother.

"Your mother didn't lie."

……

"I can assure you your mother's efforts have been found."

That's not true.

This evil being is trying to make fun of itself.

It seems that the next man with wings made himself his prey.

"Of course there is a basis. ------You told me so much yourself."

"... I'll...?

Let nature and thought work into a man's strange and confident words.

I should have been nothing but my mother's shackle.

You don't want to have yourself, but sometimes you get scolded for it, you work for it, and in the end it's your fault...

"How hard your mother worked, how hard she worked, how kind she was, how much she loved me. He told me so much."

……

"My chest is getting hot.... I'm sure your mom found you trying so hard that she could be so kind to you."

"Nh!!

Tears that were supposed to wither are overflowing.

The sincere stories of evil gods and thoughtful men are filled with thoughts that are difficult to translate into words.

Memories of my sweet mother rush around, and one memory comes to mind.

There's nothing wrong with that.

It's a conversation between two people drying their laundry.

Hey, Mom.

Hmm? What is it?

Even with his frustrated voice, he kept his skinny face and returned with his usual gentle voice.

"Why does your mother always seem so happy? Every day, every day, all I do is work...."

Huh? Fufu, that's it ~

I look at myself with a warm smile like that spring sun.

─ Because I'm with Lilia.

I cried loudly.

When she wanted to see her mother and loved her, she shouted out the thoughts in her chest.

As far as the power is concerned, like cutting the weir.

There was a clasp on the chest of the devil, and it was delivered to heaven and cried.

It was a groan, a scream, a message of love.

I didn't get tired of showing other people's eyes or tears, but just spit out my feelings.

A man holding it softly and watching it quietly.

Eventually Lilia stopped crying and the man opened his mouth after seeing the time when she calmed down.

"... your mother found out about your efforts. [M] If that's not enough, I'll be the second. I believe in you, so I have a right."

……

When she looked up with her eyes slightly swelled with tears, she looked at herself with two gentle black eyes from the gap in her armor.

I see...

"So I want you to be rewarded for your hard work in this world."

I am now convinced.

Definitely.

Even if he's an evil god.

"I'll let you have my treatment, too. So I can't tell you that everything falls in the right direction. But I want to do it for you and your mother... and above all for me."

This god is my...

"... yes, please..."

Watched by the moon and blessed by the wrapping warm wind, Lilia's second life began with the hand of the black devil.