Story of The Ancient Demon King!

Soon after the search for Assangia [Dancing Blade] and the Demon King Army in the forest was replaced, Souma and Deep returned to their rooms.

But soon a hurried hack rushed into the room given to Seuma.

"--Mr. Seuma!! Celeste-sama... hoo, hoo..."

Hakuto's words, driven by a feeling of irritability, became a blurred ass.

"... ahh... it stings..."

A trail of ethnic costumes that were thrown out in a mess.

Large chest muscle like an embossed sculpture.

Quadriceps femoris where fine muscles are visible.

Brilliantly cracked rectus abdominis.

Naked Mukimki's horse was ecstatic with the windows fully open and the sun shining on his body.

"... because it's dawn all night, they're stabbing me more than usual... Heh, nice salted plum... hmm?

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"Uh-oh!? What the hell!! You don't have common sense! This is my room! Don't come in on your own! Shame on you!

Seuma's screams echoed through Soden's mansion as she noticed the hack with her dead eyes.

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"--This person is going to defeat Nidai at today's [Banquet of the Murder Sword]"

... the hall calms down.

The glass that had been behind me since yesterday stepped up and thanked Celestia for her dazzling words again today, and she immediately stepped back.

"Actually, he was Erica's swordsman, and I asked him to join me."

Even Killier can't read Celestia's intentions and lose her words, whether she's properly dressed and down, or Deep, who hasn't slept all night and is in a bad mood.

"Look, sister, what are you saying...? I mean, this guy... hmm?

Erica, who was confused, stared at the glass.

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Staring at it, and looking at it from various angles around the rushing glass.

"- What's your name?

Your twitching eyes are concentrating behind you.

Asla, who stood majestically at the edge off the group, broke the silence and asked.

"My name is Glass Crobutch. I work as an employee at Wright College. I'm a civilian, thank you very much."

"... let's remember that name."

"Congratulations."

Asla said that she remembered her name in short words and lost sight.

Martial artists who feel nature and jealousy.

The first time Ashra asked for his name was a servant.

Aside from the people in the main business.

It was a clear feeling of being inferior to this servant.

"... do you really think you can fight that nidai?

In the eyes of the eagle, Killier asked angrily.

"Killier, refrain. This was officially decided with my approval based on Celestia's proposal. It's not about your mouth."

"... even if you knew you were going to die?

Beyond being a Swordsman, you know the power of Nidai's total invincibility when it comes to his lens who threw away his sword early.

My father was murdered and my grandfather was defeated.

"Mr Glass needs to be ready to leave. As expected. Thank you very much."

"Yes, sir."

I left my brother and sister's argument behind, and left the hall with Erica staring.

…………

It was time for Lilia to bow down to Celestia.

"... I'm sorry, but I agree with Miss Killier. I can't beat Nidai."

"Me too. First of all, there's no need to knock it down. Now we should give the Demon King's army our full strength. If the Servant is capable, it is best to assign him to you."

Souma and Deep didn't seem to feel any better when they said they were inferior to servants as warriors.

But what they're saying to Hakt and Oswald seems right.

"There's a reason. I can't say one thing, but the other is... related to the heavy earthquake that struck late last night."

Raghelin took off her glasses and rubbed the corner of her eyes before entering the explanation.

"Immediately after last night's commotion, we went to Lake Nidai to investigate. What I saw was a far higher priority than the Demon King Army."

First, we talk about the secrets of Nidai, the formation of Grey the Sword, and the unmanageable family of demons.

"I don't know what happened late at night. However, there is no doubt that the coconcacaca, called the epidemic crisis, jumped out of the midget and affected beyond the boundaries. A part of the forest across the bank was dead."

"... is there any characteristic of coconut cake? Do something..."

"No, there is no countermeasure."

Raghelin slightly cuts off the question of Deep.

"The smaller the number, the stronger the family. In other words, the two family members, Coconcaca, are actually the strongest. As soon as he passes through this town, the plague spreads all at once, and the earth, us and the Demon King army will be dead before they come into direct contact with it. In some cases, they will play without being killed."

Raghelin and Lend are told that if Coconcacaca comes out of the realm, it will be over, and that they are already giving up.

"And Coconcaca has no magic, no magic, and no physical attacks."

"Hah!?

"... no, don't be silly. There can be no such impenetrable complete creature."

Making noise without responding.

No magic or physical attacks. It was darkly indicative of being truly invincible.

"... that demon himself is stronger than his family."

"Hmm? Oh, of course it was."

Oswald asks Laghelin, leaving aside the sours that are bluishing the country's existential crisis.

"How did you defeat the people of the past? If you use that as a reference, maybe..."

"Oops! I noticed something good!

"Hih!?

Raghelin walks happily to Oswald as people change.

"It is true that when Zoe-Ult was destroyed, most of his family was involved in the battle."

Oswald is stiff to Raghelin, who talks about ancient history with excitement.

I totally regretted the dark elf talking roughly in front of me.

"In one story, it is said that the dragon who tried to live in the cloud needle once heard of was defeated, but there are a lot of ridiculous descriptions, and in fact..."

"Come on, keep it that way!

Ugh!

Len severely scolded her and Raghelin tended to retreat.

"But if the teacher is right, he is a family member who survived such a battle. And it's the second most powerful. So... you know. Once the coconcaca is free... it's a real ruin!!

"The cliffs surrounding Lake Nidai were crushing on an unlikely scale.... maybe it's some kind of supernatural phenomenon where the coconcacaca has gone wild within the boundaries..."

Raghelin shows despair by poking her knees with a front-covered friend.

Celestia, who was stunned by the two, told her with a sigh.

"That's why we need Mr. Glass to defeat Nidai. Without an offspring named Nidai, the family of the devil would not be able to leave the sword. I'm sure you agreed that it's possible."

"... no, but Mr. Glass..."

I'm on my fertilizer research journey now...

Only a few people know the heart of this hack.

Speaking of knights, I had no doubt that the contents of the glass were completely different.

"Sister, after all, it was your brother. It was a decent answer to my question. I don't know what you're thinking, but you should definitely stop."

"Erica...."

Erica, who came back bored, said to Celestia.

"Don't worry, Erica, please be quiet at the banquet with Lilia. I have an excellent escort."

"Guard...?

"Yeah. If there are signs of the family showing up again, they will help us evacuate immediately."

……

An inexplicable Erica leans her head.

"--Rendez-sama, listen to me."

Suddenly, a maid in a hurry rushed to her friend and instantly slapped her ear.

"... okay. Dear Celestia..."

"... what happened?

Celestia, who no doubt saw the enemy's way out, stared at an unwritten development.

Bren disappeared.

"Hmm!?

A sharp wrinkle appeared between Killier's eyebrows, and the agitation spread around her.

Many private soldiers, knights, and even mercenaries disappeared from this mansion in a hurry.

"... you mean he was abducted?

"Probably... According to this person, he didn't change his clothes and only Bren disappeared from the room. Sometimes the weak guy was tired of waving his sword and couldn't wake up for breakfast, so I was late to check."

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Celestia puts her arms together under her rich chest and thinks rarely and deeply.

It's as if you don't understand.

"Maybe it's at Gundo's place.

The front door opened and Lance and the escort guards came back from the outside.

Though fatigue can be heard on his face, he is proud of his color.

"Lance! Where have you been, Temee? How dare you walk around the woods all night in front of us...!

"Yes, don't be mad at yourself or these guards."

Lance holds down the clogging horse with a spear and relents with troubled eyebrows.

"Mr. Lance, if you have any information, please tell me."

"Yes, actually... I thought it was weird when I met Gundo yesterday, so I was watching Gundo's Mansion when I got home."

Lance said that it had not been so long since Gundo went into the woods, and he was suspicious that he had found the auger earlier than [Dancing Two-Blade].

"So I was probably connected to the Demon King Army and wondering if they knew where the monsters were. No, really, I think I've been noticed a little bit, but it's chilled out and my life has shrunk."

"How does that connect to you, Bren?"

Distracted lance and frustrating depth prompted me to move forward with a strong tone.

"Then, before dawn, a suspicious figure carried a large sack of linen and entered the Mansion. I didn't think it was a kid... trading illegal goods or anything."

For a moment, Lance's expression fell out of her face.

"... I had confirmed that all five [Siege Castle Corps] were in the Mansion, and the figure never came out.... you feel a little suspicious, don't you?

Lance said confidently as he hit his shoulder with his assault spear.

"... eh? Would you like to? I'll do it...?

And I quickly lost my confidence in silence.

"... you're probably right, Mr. Lance. Bren, you're there."

"Seriously...."

"I just can't read the enemy's intentions."

Celestia keeps thinking, even though her whereabouts are known.

"I did read that the informant would take someone, but the target was Erica..."

"Hmm!?... ah, am I being targeted!? My sister was after me, and it was like that!?

"... I meant to protect you properly. So, Bren, I don't understand why you were targeted."

Because Bren... is a truncated man in the worst case scenario than he can put the princess in danger.

"... this is our trouble. There are a lot of critical issues, and Bren..."

"I'll help you, I promise.... your mother did well during her life. I've had some consultations that others can't do very well, and I'll give you back the favor."

"... hah, hah"

With Celestia saying there is no compromise, Len loses her mouth.

"Princess, I'm coming. The knights and guards won't be able to move, so you'd better save a few of them... right?

I think I'll go myself. I told you, and I want you to let me get involved until the end. "

A horse angered at the despicability of abducting a child and Lance raised her hand purely thinking of the child.

"Wait, someone will have to stay. They're after His Highness Celestia."

"You're here."

"Please, Mr. Deep."

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Somehow Deep sighed long into a friendly sour and lance.

"..... If you don't like it, we'll go too!

With Bren's scared expression passing through his head, Hakt shouted, and Oswald took a step forward.

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However, a powerful, heavy voice forced the movement to stop.

I won't allow that gray hair to go there.

"Eh...."

"He made a mistake on the battlefield. Unlike the green hair and the princess, they lack the deadly ability to go to the [Siege Army]."

Ashra explicitly forbade Hakt from participating.

And so far, the decision of the mighty cannot be overruled today as a princess.

"... can you help me? Gundo is not as strong as Seuma. I'll pay you what you want."

"No, you'll have to eat it later. If it's enough for you to do it, that's it."

They were fierce and aggressive words with reason, not to think of them as protectors.

I'm interested as a samurai, but not a top priority... A few martial artists get that impression.

(... are you still...)

But Celestia also felt quite anxious about Hakt's ability to judge in a group fight, so she couldn't say how to join Hakt in Atlas.

"... then how will you move?"

Asura, who bought an escort and left, asked briefly about the depths of nature and low voice.

"I don't want to move. If you're not going to die on your own, you should like the children."

Creating a feeling of intimidation, he left the scene with a sword in the state of indifference.

"Phew... I can't help it. Well, Hakt-kun stands by as far as Ashra can see. Mr. Bren, you will be rescued under Seuma's command."

"Eh... am I near that guy...?

Roger that.

Beyond being able to read the whisperer's thoughts, it was a decision to entrust Hakt to Ashra.

"I will focus on identifying informants, so I will also sort out my members. Oswald, you can take him with you if you want. You may take as many knights as you like. Be sure to bring Bren back. [M] Others should be prepared for the Demon King Army as planned. I will give you a detailed life later. ― ― So...

Beautiful Celestia without a shadow, even though she kept giving directions on countermeasures meetings and mysterious shocks to the Demon King Army all night long.

After a breath, he brings Killier and the knights carrying the sword of today's guards and brings them to the guests he kept waiting for....

"... Erica, please come with me. I'll introduce you to a trusted escort."

"Oh? Who is it?...."

Looking back at Erica, she smiled like a prank and attracted her to the scene.

"Let me tell you something, Bren, I'm worried about you, so I want to go help you."

"Even the sours are dangerous, so there's nothing else they can do at the moment. Trust me and wait."

Two princesses take many escorts away.

"... Mother..."

An eye-catching lens, both cold and sharp, murmured as he watched his back.

"Uh-huh! Then let's go!

Lance nodded to a horse with a fist in her palm.

"Master..."

"Don't look at me like that. I'm just taking the kid home. I'm not dealing with Gundo from the front. Rather, it's because of them that even a few of us are going to be able to handle it."

……

Oswald wonders about Souma, who also shows inexplicable confidence in interacting with anxious disciples.

"I can't help wondering, but I have a famous story. He has a little routine, and Gundo doesn't fight (...) alone."

"Um, don't you have company...?

"I'll go and talk about it later. The kid's being held hostage. It's a waste of time."

"I see...."

It was Oswald who was most suspicious of the decision to accompany him while the bear under his eyes was driven by a terrible lance.

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An unwitting fist gripped and a splint fixed the broken right arm.

♢♢♢

"--Your Majesty, it will be the green tea of the water."

"Oh, thank you."

In Celestia's room, Kurono fills a letter with materials about Nidai's swordsmanship.

The maid Mob offered the green tea poured into the wine glass from the side.

"You were rubbing with Princess Erica, were you okay?

"Yes, he suspected me of being Mr. Glass, but for some reason he left with a sigh of breath when he heard about tonight's offering."

Hmm, you're a strange girl after all.

A few minutes to advance the pen while having an unforgettable conversation...

"............ nh, is this it? I'm asking you."

He leaves the letter in the mailbox and stops it from flying.

"I'm glad to hear back from the lonely man."

"... are you a lonely man?

Mob lightly organizes the tea utensils and talks to Kurono, who exhales.

"Yes, the new kid is just as reliable as Celeste and stronger than Celeste..."

"Hmm!?

The sudden upset causes the dishes to ring violently.

"I'm sorry, too."

"No, I'm usually surprised. It's impossible that a human being is stronger than Celeste, who has the artifact. If I give it to that girl... I'll do it again..."

He gradually started talking to himself as if he was thinking of him, and the interesting last part didn't reach Mob's ear.

"... but Celeste will soon get stronger. What if I start slashing everything like yesterday's nidai?"

"Well, Your Majesty... the impact of last night..."

"Nh!?

The Demon King, who wanted to hide the fact that he had lost with his sword, insisted that he hadn't taken his foot to Lake Nidai last night.

"... Mob, forget what you just said."

"... yes. I forgot."

Okay.

After all, the shaking that reminded me of last night's great eruption was caused by this demon king.

But Mob, who was formerly frozen in fear, had a strange feeling about the fact that he had two secrets with the Devil.

"Well, if I load a little bit more, I'll have to answer."

"If you need anything, what can I do for you?"

Hmm.

♢♢♢

"--Christoph!!

"Thank you very much, Erica."

Erica rushes in with a smile, noticing two people standing near a luxurious carriage.

One is Count Richie Fried, the rightful leader of the Fried family in the Kingdom of Light.

He's much younger than he looks, he's the main player, and he's rumored to be too scary to cut his head.

And the other one is currently Richie's butler [instant sword] "Christoph Pears".

He was the one who taught Celestia to draw the sword of God Speed.

The gray hair was covered with scratches and the Rapier on the waist was not decorated, proving that it had a forged body that could be seen even over clothes.

"Why are you in this town!? Why didn't you come to say hello!? Did you make your hips worse!?

"The older you are, the more you are still active. But...."

Take your hand off and smile slightly at the unchanging innocence of Erica, leaving her face shaded instantly.

"Thank you very much, Erica. This stubborn man didn't come to greet you because of Lionel."

"... why does Lionel come out?

Erica, who no longer has a bad impression of Lionel, frowns on Richie's blunt explanation.

"It must have been because the man who used to work for me was involved in bad things. If I hadn't written first thing in the morning, I wouldn't have shown my face."

"Wow. Look, onee-sama's letter has to come...."

When Celestia looked at her troubled face for the first time, it was certain that Christoph would show more troubled faces.

Even Richie, who was usually with her, had a weak look on Christoph's face that he had never seen before.

"... Celestia, Erica. I'm so sorry."

"There's nothing you can apologize for. Lionel's misdeeds are his own. You worked hard for the country and the person was already cut off that day."

Celestia speaks with a soft, loving smile.

"If you're still sick, I'll ask Erica. I'm sure Richie and you are expecting the status quo, but I'm busy with the others. - Thank you."

They took Killier and the knights, and immediately turned their heels and left.

Christoph could never refuse to just realize that he spent so much time with his sister in the middle of a busy day.

"I'm sure Christoph will be relieved! Until he gets back, please!

"... are there any problems with the new Guard Knight?

Classes call their friends, or they're the only comrades standing side by side with Sod, and strict Christopher's eyes sharpen.

"Absolutely... When Erica says she'll enjoy the feast, you are. [M] Until the carriage is ready, you should enjoy a small and stylish conversation....."

…………

It was unusual for Richie to complain, and Christoph kept quiet with a steep face.

"It doesn't change, neither Christoph nor Richie. Yeah, yeah. Well, I guess they're after me, huh?

"Leave it to me. I won't let you touch one fingertip of a pervert."

And by the time the carriage was finished... Lilia, dressed in adorable maid clothes, rode uncomfortably into the carriage that was noisy by Richie and Erica and left.

"No wonder such a cute girl is the swordsman of today.... how about Christoph's specialty snacks?

"No, thank you. I'm in the middle of a job."

Without hesitation, Lily shrugged her shoulders and Christoph was deeply impressed.

Christoph was impressed by Lilia when he checked Lilia's cutlass on his first encounter.

Even though he became a swordsman, he was firmly used without weaponry of high quality.

"... oh? Ooh, Hakt! Come and tell me when the case is solved!

"Ah, ahh...."

As he passed by, he called out to Hakto, who was leaning over the gate and staring at the direction of the city.

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Sooma and Oswald left, and then Erica, who was waving her hand out the window, disappeared for a while...

Hakt was still leaning against the gate, looking toward the town.

Just look.

Don't pay attention to Asla dancing her spear at the edge of the mansion.

I know.

My right arm is wounded, I'm not good at thinking, and I've been scolded for a long time in a group fight.

As long as Bren's life is at stake, it would be better if he didn't have to.

Unlike demon kings and times of shock, there is no reason why you have to do it yourself. Because I have more qualifications than myself.

Still... I remember Bren's scared face yesterday.

"Nh...!!

Blunting pain in your chest turns into irritation.

You can put your left fist against the wall as you like.

"Whoa."

"... eh?

The sound of dryness rang.

"If you do that, your left hand will get hurt. It's a mess."

I felt more familiar with my fist... a man I had never seen with black hair.