Story of The Ancient Demon King!

Practice time waiting for sunset.

Raghelin's class starts early in the morning for a while.Then I worked on the issues raised until noon, and at lunch I encouraged my sister to review the manners.

I dropped a knife in front of the princesses at last night's dinner party.

Bren rushed into the backyard with a wooden sword in one hand.

Hold the sword in a position visible from my grandfather's room on the hospital bed as usual.

But...

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The awkward and harsh socks give us a cool glance and close the curtains immediately.

Rejection that continues after my father's death.It's an exchange that's become a routine.

There is no conversation and it is every day that you can't see the troublemaker.

"....."

I thought I was used to it, but deep in my chest, it hurts heavily and makes me cry unexpectedly.

I looked at my shadow at dusk and tried hard not to be told "pathetic" and sighing.

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It seems that a bear father who only showed interest in the sword changed his mind when he met his mother.

The opposite seems to have changed enough.

The father told me that he had no talent before anyone else.

In fact, when my parents died and my grandfather and sister didn't tell me, I went to the town swordsmanship class and became a laughingstock.

You will never forget that scene that made your face red with mockery and endured shame.

I had the impression that this was the son of the famous house and that the teacher was throwing a key early.

Bren knew at the time that it was necessary to avoid tarnishing the name of the Soden family, and from that day on it was his own practice day.

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No one, not even the servants, looked, no sense of improvement, just waved the sword.Day after day, day after day.

It's not that it doesn't hurt.It's not that sad.

But the words from my mother lived in the heart of young Bren.

"............!!

Wipe your eyes violently with your sleeves and start waving your wooden sword as vigorously as you get lonely.

It must have been a long time since I was able to practice with my sword properly, so I just cried this time.

It is only natural that my grandfather should say no to this.

Determination imitates Coct's sword and advice to himself as it comes to mind.

"Nh!!!...?

At the end of the line of sight... something sparkled on the second floor of the main building.

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In front of Celestia, who was visiting the room, Sod wrinkled between his eyebrows but closed the curtain to the maid with only his gaze.

While sighing slightly, Celestia asks with a sparkling beauty that is no different from usual, even in a busy environment.

"Perhaps the battle will begin early in the morning or around noon."

"Fighting...? I was told that the Demon King Army and others were not really there."

Celestia answers her suspicious question.

"If you're going to attack this town, you'll need at least a few Troll Class Individuals.But we can't hide it in the woods if it's the size of an army that includes that giant body.Moving from the woods to the ruins was reckless, and I had anticipated hiding inside the ruins from the beginning along the route over Mount Siber. "

"... then you should have searched the ruins from the beginning, not the forest?

"I just wanted to crush the possibility of an interception.If wisdom is any good, the solution will come to mind easily.In fact, Sauma and the others are exterminating five units.I didn't want you to leave any, so I didn't tell you that I wanted you to search more seriously. "

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The princess smiled and silenced as if this was enough explanation.

"... when His Majesty showed his talent, there was a clamor or a commotion that a unicorn child had been born... I didn't expect to continue, and a dragon would be born..."

"I've had a funny analogy with a goddess, but this is the first time I've seen a dragon.Sod is still weird.And it's very clumsy. "

The two laughed at each other in a small and modest way, but eventually it settled down and returned to the subject matter.

"Are you going to take the sword again?

"... only inadvertently scrambles the battlefield with the sword of a weary man.Please send us Christophe. He has a special fever. "

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Sod looks sideways at Celestia's glimpse of strange signs.

It may have been the first time.

Whatever the emotions, the princess will suddenly enlighten the inside beyond the mask of a smile.

(Is this... jealousy?No... that's impossible.For this Celestia)

He waves his head unaware and throws out the possibility that Celestia is too difficult to show Christoph.

"... you're so stubborn, you are.... it's not necessarily safe here either.Be careful with informants.

"If you show up in front of me, you're already seeing each other."

"Do you have anyone in mind?

"... no one.If the princess can't see it, she'll be able to expose herself like me...It's just.... "

The sharp eagle's eyes stared at the void.

"... if the Soden family were like that, mercy would certainly not be necessary.You should hang your neck.As you know, a friend is like that yarban, a foolish man who doesn't choose any means for his purpose. "

"It's a radical thing to say, but let me do it."

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He nodded back and instructed the maid at the end to prepare a light.

The sunset light that slightly penetrated gradually faded, and even during the current exchange, the details in the room were visible and darkened to a painful extent.

"Either way, by tomorrow..."

That's why I didn't notice anything unusual.

Ca ─ ─ ─ ─!

The tall screams that shake the windows in detail echo from the immediate vicinity.

"Nh...!!

"I'll go."

When the sod jumps out of the floor quickly pulls the curtain and opens the window, Celestia with her black decorative sword jumps over it instantly.

Soon the steep, eye-catching sod's hand was held by a dagger adorned with pillows.

"Nh, well, Your Highness, Blun, Master Bren is down!!

"Yeah, call a doctor right away.Try to increase the security in the house.Do not hesitate to detain anyone who may be suspicious. "

"Ok, ok!!

Celestia stayed awake from Bren lying on her back and ordered the young maid lightly.

Bren suffered from rough breathing and a dagger fell nearby.

(… poison….Despicable.....)

Feel the memorable smell from the dagger blade in your hand and narrow your gaze slightly.

Though I hear a lot of footsteps rushing toward me, I walk around thinking carefully so as not to move the lost Bren badly.

It's a simple and puzzling question.

(Why are you persistently targeting Bren so much...)

It was easy to predict from the wooden sword that fell at his feet that Bren was going to encourage practice today.

I don't think it makes sense to go all the way there.

There is no need to target Bren, and there is no need to target Bren now.

Either way, there was definite anger in Celestia's chest.