Story of The Ancient Demon King!

The magic of the wings increases in response to Lionel's anger.

"Do you look like... a feather?

Lionel asks Chrono with a cold smile concealing his anger.

It's an attitude that threatens to carry a large sword that can be seen at a glance as a business.

"Yeah."

Hmm, did I hear you wrong?

"As I said, it's less than a feather. You can respect the feathers, but you can't."

Lionel's smile freezes and the magic of his wings gets even rougher.

However, Kurono said calmly, whilst glossing and black-haired.

"... it's a filthy feather I can't stand to see. Poor thing. I'm not sympathetic... nothing. Perfect for you. Sexual roots appeared, I'm sure."

"... did you say demon king? I'll bury you first."

I shake one sword with my wings flattened and my magic flashed.

That alone caused a storm and the stone wall vibrated heavily.

"... hmm, the demon king is a weak magic name. If you are a demon king, you are a demon. We have more in the organization than you."

Even Celestia, who watches from the side, is likely to blow up if she cares.

"Yeah, you can call yourself that. Just... hang on."

Chrono puts his hand in his pocket and just stands there.

Mm-hmm. That's enough.

Lionel, a blatant contempt, stopped at once until Chrono's present.

"Dead."

Cut into pieces.

A storm whirls and a small tornado rolls in front of it.

……

"Seems so flashy."

With the sword swinging out, a cold sweat flows from Lionel's forehead.

I should have slashed it.

But... the blade went through the demon king's body.

In a strange situation, I first thought of the phenomenon of a mirage.

"This is how much power you've earned by sacrificing your country... your son? If that's the case... you failed."

"... nouuuuuuuuuuuu!!

With high pride, Lionel easily (easily) burns up the boy's words and slashes them one after the other with a bloody climbing head. Leave it to the power, leave it to the magic.

The tower shakes.

Storms, tornadoes, sword pressure, the tower screams.

But....

"... what kind of crispy...?

……

Lionel, who pushes and kills the anxiety of smoking and makes a voice that is just incomprehensible, and Celestia, who seems to be deeply strange.

All slashes slip through Chrono's body.

Like slashing clouds, the sword just passes through without any effect.

……

Even Celestia wasn't running out.

They began to think behind their heads about the possibility that the boy in front of them was a ghost without reality, or that he had exercised some sort of magic.

But actually, Chrono is just avoiding it.

Avoid and return quickly with minimal movement required. That was all.

It was so skillful and fast that others felt like a sword was passing through.

"Are you satisfied? Well then..."

Fireball.

When I tried to pull my hand out of my pocket, a large sphere of fire approached Kurono.

Even magic can be used...

"Yay!!

On the verge of reaching the ball of fire, I slashed Chrono with my own sword.

The fire scattered by the stiff wind burns Chile and the stone walls.

--That's awkward.

"Hmm!?

The voice was heard from behind Lionel, where Lionel stood until a while ago.

"Let me finish."

"... what kind of tiny workmanship this time..."

I woke up with my sword swinging out, and I turned around and asked.

However, sweat erupts into the clear change and the scene that jumps into the vision.

"You've finally noticed. Don't you feel any pain?

In that hand... one of the wings with a razor pattern that's been chopped off.

"Ah... ah, ah..."

"You sound like an idiot, right? I hope the power I've gained with pleasure will be taken away lightly."

Chrono floats with a powerful smile as he discards the feathers that were there.

Lionel gradually dyed his face with rage as he dropped off his fogging wings.

"You...!! Noooo!!"

I grabbed Kurono with my bloody eyes, stopped at the speed of the wind, and launched a slashing attack with the magic of my body.

"Can't you see it won't work?"

"Gwaah!?

As the blade accompanied by the storm approached Chrono, he clasped his hands with Lionel's sword.

And then he grabbed the sword, pulled his arm, and put Lionel in front of him.

――

Slash the rest of the blade with a sword held in the opposite hand.

"Aahhhhhhhh!?

"Shut up."

Kick Lionel's back with the magical fog of wings.

"Ghhhh!!

"... I've been thinking about it for a while..."

An unusually rolling Lionel looks back at Chrono in this situation.

"Hih!?

……

I was swallowed by fear.

People were completely different.

For the first time, (...) Kurono revealed his quiet anger and unleashed his dark magic.

The black eyes, which had been feelingless until now, had definitely strong emotions.

……

Her eyes and the overwhelming magic of crushing the King's City sealed her speech and trembled.

"... I'd really like to drag you back to Hamar and ask him what to do... Looks like you're already dead...."

Say quietly while meditating.

"... so..."

Open your eyes.

"Hmm!?

Lionel's bluished face scared him off, and Kurono's gaze overlooked him in a quiet rage.

"Nh... nh..."

"... I need you to stand trial over there. I wonder if there's anyone else who's made you suffer. I'll take care of the sending. You just have to be ready to cum."

That's how he walks out with his sword in his opposite hand in turn.

The time has come to hand over the guide.

"Ma, wait! I'll make you a servant."

"I don't need it. You don't deserve it."

Lionel stands up against the wall as he retreats hard.

I was begging for an ugly life, but I was trying to figure out how to escape.

It's no use.

"Ha...?

"You think you can handle it this time because you've managed to get here before, right?

"Nh, nh..."

"I won't. You can't escape me."

Plus, the quality and amount of Chrono's magic increases.

It seals your breathing and movement under pressure that is directed only at you.

"A, gah!?

"In my story..."

Chrono slowly shook his sword to Lionel, who finally realized his imminent death.

"Nh!!

Lionel attempts to take the blade seriously with his engraved memory and experience.

"--there is no need for 'evil' without pride."

The tower broke.

Weight transfer, foam, strength, magic manipulation, all of which were shaken under complete harmony.

"... gah, ahh..."

Lionel shifts vertically from the center. And his hands shall be gathered upon his head in vain.

Say hello to Mr. Halmar.

He told Lionel that he was lightly shaking his black sword and collapsing with a bloody bloody bloody blow.

With that cold gaze, Lionel remembered the slight joy of being removed from Chrono.