Story of The Ancient Demon King!

What Kurono offered with one hand was a black-and-white weapon of an unfamiliar shape, a combination of a crescent-shaped blade and a spear.

"It's a weapon of the type called a sword, but it was like this in place of your spear. [M]............ for now, why don't you take it?

"Ha, ha!... cumming!?

Asura, who was so brilliant at making it, got the "Black Sky Sword" Sword.

But it was much more weight and mass than I imagined, so I wobbled sadly with my knees (knees).

(... it's not worth it.)

It wasn't like I was obsessed with being able to handle it as lightly as Kurono. Never.

However, it is synonymous with not being able to meet Krono's expectations if he were to be swayed by a weapon like this.

According to Kurono, it has various characteristics that can be handled such as slashing, groping, hitting, poking, etc.

Indeed, if we subtract this weight, it may be a weapon no less than this Relic.

Anyway, it's made from that Deva Wall.

If it weren't for Asla, who knew Kurono's power, she would laugh at him for not knowing that there was such a thing.

"If you can't use it after practicing for a while, tell me that the three-day moon-shaped blade is just a spear."

……

Krono said casually as he headed for the throne.

Chrono, who didn't like the clutter that would hurt his craftsmanship, said he'd cut himself to pieces with a whitty joke, but it wasn't very funny to Asla, who knew it would be possible.

"--please."

"Nh!!

Chrono, sitting on the throne, looks at Asla with his feet together.

Change the atmosphere and fill the demon kings with powerful magic.

While being exposed to unbearable pressure, Asla swallows her teeth and kneels more tightly (first on her knees).

"I'll be frank with you.... what do you think?

Chrono stares with black eyes with a smile that seems merciful and harsh.

I quickly understood the meaning of the question.

I'm asking if you think someone who can't handle the sword you've been given is enough for you.

Of course not.

From the strength of Chrono, you can see the stones on the street, such as yourself. Because it can only be done with feet and hands.

It bites unconsciously because of its pitifulness.

But...

"--I 'm going to reforge... The" Black Sky Painting Sword "is given to you, and your chest can be stretched as your own. It is when I am convinced that I will come before you again as a servant."

I was surprised to hear a powerful voice.

This was Ashra's best words.

While the magic of Chrono was about to crush him, the sword in his hand aroused himself with the proof of expectation and begged for another chance at obedience.

"... yeah. I'll be waiting."

Asla never expresses her feelings on the face of the words, exhales a sigh of relief in her secret heart, and above all, turns her head down deeply.

♢♢♢

Asla left the Chrono Mansion. With exhilaration.

Drop it off, have Doosan and Hisahide protect the entrance again, and return to the Demon King alone.

Sit quietly on the throne and think.

... what is it? Something went wrong.

I compensated for the broken spear with a weapon costing zero, and I just asked how this Chrono Mansion felt, and then I left.

Even though I was still ready to entertain the proud Mac family rice and hot springs...

Perhaps because it was the first time I felt at home, I didn't want to hear any bad opinions and I was intimidated by magic (breeze).

Let's be careful. It could be magic (mana) harassment.

... well, no. He said something about coming home. You look like a bloody guy, but I'll hire you as a guard or a janitor.

Until then, would you encourage the day job in the Kingdom of Light that Asla just gave you away?

They're going to hear more about it at a long-established tavern in King's Landing.

He said it was not recommended because of the smell of quina, but I need money.

Besides... I've come up with a good way to make money.

♢♢♢

Hurry back to your parents' house.

Run around the wilderness, ignoring trees, stones, etc., and go straight ahead.

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Nothing can stand in my way.

"-Mom!"

"Chrono! Good! You're still around!?

When I pushed open the front door and called, my mother rushed in with a reassuring face.

"The earth has been ringing since the morning, and there was a terrific noise just now, and there was a huge fuss about the mutation!

……

My solo parade and Asla must have made a deal.

"... you've been making such a fuss?

"No, the elders were the only ones making such a fuss, and my jaw got fucked up and left."

It's the usual thing.

"I'm worried that you might be involved in something. If anything had happened to you, I'd have been so young looking for the killer."

Yabe, I was 15 years old and I stayed in Krono.

The mother touching her face and body feels strange.

"Um... maybe it's because I tried Mao Yoga, which was taught to me by a traveling merchant I met at noon. Mao Yoga makes my blood circulation better in an hour a day, and a cell called Mao Globin drives away aging cells."

"Tell me that later."

"Uh-huh...."

I was ordered by the sword curtain. Teach me even nose yoga.

"Ah, yes. Mom, I'll get some rice."