Story of The Ancient Demon King!

"Hih!?

"What, what!?

The three sisters of the bond who were helping with the reconstruction work in the village were terrified by the incredible magical reaction that occurred in the distant forest.

……

Even Renoir turns his face pale and freezes his spine with evil magic.

"Well, what's the matter, sisters? Are you tired after all?

"... yeah, I think I'm just a little tired. I'm sorry."

As the villagers watched worriedly, Renoir approached Shannon holding a trembling rhythm with a butt mochi and slapped his ear.

Shannon, get ready to leave this village.

"I see.... ah, but what about her?

Renoir looked back into the woods and said with a twinkling expression.

"The size of this magic? It's a little too abnormal. It's a natural phenomenon. Whatever it is, I'll throw it away.... this time, in some cases... I have to rely on Liz..."

……

Renoir and Shannon stared at the three women who trembled with an apologetic gaze.

(I don't think that boy did it... and that's what's best for him.)

Renoir makes a sober judgment on the signs of tremendous power that seems to be the work of the dragons appearing in the legend or even the gods who are bound by the myth.

"The role of returning to the Wright army... well, nominally. You don't have to take any more risks, do you?

"... yeah, that's right. Liz, can you walk to the carriage?

Shannon nodded small and took Lislit to the carriage.

Turn your back and think again about the mysterious and powerful magical identity.

(... a legend in the Kingdom of Light... maybe...)

♢♢♢

The front of the Quadjaro Special Forces shivered at the black tragedy, just scared.

Spectacular destruction in front of you.

"... well..."

The boy who did the work of the demon starts talking at the right time.

"Get out."

Surrounded by silence, she turned around and said to the surrounding bushes.

Then, the captain of the unit, who determined that he could not escape from the boy's speed and throwing techniques, instructed him to take a position so as to surround him.

After that, I walked out in front of Chrono alone.

……

"Maybe you guys did something to him, but it's the bottom line anyway, right? I don't think he'll tell me who he works for, and I've never interrogated him... so why don't you sleep with him here?"

Chrono spoke indifferently to the creepy commander who hid his face as he did.

"... is that your trump card? It is obvious that the power of God like that cannot be used twice. Now that you've lost all your swords, you think you can beat us?

Apparently, the Captain took it upon himself that this was a work done by some sort of 'artifact'.

As Chrono had expected, he had been trained to chew poison in his back teeth and self-determination, and had chosen the path of battle from a few advantages.

"Fufufufu"

"... what is it?"

Chrono, laughing like a joke, lightly struck his fist and palm.

"" "Hmm!?

An explosion occurs and a wave of shock rushes through the forest centered on Chrono.

Special Forces members are desperate to hold onto nearby trees.

The captain of the unit who was directly exposed to the aftermath of the waves rolled back and forth.

"Maybe... bare hands are stronger?

In addition, they spread out their hands and let dark, endless magic burst out of their bodies.

Remove the hood and mask, expose your face and say softly.

"Nobody gets away with it. You will be rewarded. Everyone is equal before me--the hunted side."

A powerful and hostile smile and a death sentence.

It was the Dark God himself who descended into this world.

"Hey!?

"Wow!!

Troops trained to stand up without yielding to any powerful enemies begin to run away like rabbits from too unusual a boy.

Pretend to be fine and weep.

"Oh, you guys."

Krono screams at the captain who tries to speak to him instead of reprimanding him.

"Run! I don't need small things like you! I'm here to hunt! It's time for chronohunting!

Chrono, who put his strength into his whole body and raised his fighting spirit, finally jumped out.

The guilty hunter screams, dominated by the fear of the sinners.

Along with some roaring tremors...

♢♢♢

I finished hunting and came back to the village with the sunset behind me.

"... eh?

"If those sisters were gone, they'd be gone.

"You're gone!? Seriously!? It's not cold!?

Ruthless words popped out of my grandmother's son.

No, I certainly didn't promise to go home. I only asked you to take me...

"Well, what happened to that monster?

"Ah, ahh, then don't worry, I've made sure you've knocked it down."

Now I'm here as a mercenary apprentice.

I promise to reassure the villagers without showing personal pity.

"Ahh... I see..."

"I'm so glad...."

The voices of consolation continue to rise from the surrounding villagers.

Ahh, it'll heal (no) a bit... Yeah, some people are crying.

Nevertheless, there seems to be a local accent in this world. The intonation is slightly different even though it is only a short distance from King's Landing.

Would you excuse me, mercenary?

From the circle of villagers who share joy, a man with a good body walks out.

"What is it? If the request fee comes from another source, you don't need it.

"Really!? Ah, oh, excuse me... That would help, but apart from that, I wanted to thank you for saving the village. Will you hang out with me for the evening feast?"

……

Apparently, this man is the leader of the village.

He was in the vigilante in the village he was fighting for, and he seems to be working with you.

Behind him is a woman with a sheathed sword. Probably your wife.

... maybe this guy is hungry to give me a replacement for the sword he lost and let me spend the night here to protect him.

It will be difficult to hold off for a few days, and there will be an army for the investigation in the near future, so it will be at least until tomorrow.

"I see. I'll take care of you all night."

"Oh, please do!

Those who were not reassured with my answer also smiled and began to prepare for the banquet.

I just saw a monster like that. It is natural to be anxious. It would be cheap if I stayed overnight. [M]

Surrounded by a fire, several villagers outside held a banquet while working.

I was told to take a rest or I don't need to help, so I watched the fire very carefully and ate steamed potatoes...

"Baby, you want some? Here, steamed potatoes."

My grandmother, who was with me when I came, brought me potatoes full of plates.

But it is.

"Thank you, Grandma. But this is the third cup. It's about time you ate too much and got sick.

With the same line as the first and second time, I quietly rejected the good intentions of the grandmother who brought the plate and... spent time watching the fire.

Probably till morning...