Story of The Ancient Demon King!

There is no reason to know about the disturbances outside the city.

When I jumped into alcohol with rudeness, I could hear it in the lord's house away from the tavern town.

"Hmm, huh... fuu, huh!!"

Regardless of the state of the city, Hakto is completely disoriented and encouraged to squat.

Because it already stands out in terms of attack due to its superior magic, it was guided by a glass to strengthen its health and hips.

With his back against the wall, Oswald finally opens his mouth and looks at it with a boring lack of stretch.

"... uhh, wow... you don't have to practice until this time of year."

"Tomorrow, Celeste! Let's fight!Enjoy! I can't stay! "

Outside the gates illuminated unreliably by street lights, the squat sweats with a towel placed on a shattered rubble.

"Phew...."

"But our team is fighting under Mr. Ashraf's leadership.It's dangerous to go out a long time ago, so shouldn't I leave it to you this time? "

"... I don't know if I'm going to let Asla fight much...I'm scared. I just can't tell you. "

"Erica just said that.“I don't have a sword to wave at anybody else,” he said, putting it on my back. "

"... that's not good. I inherited all the strange parts of Mr. Glass.It's too manly for the princess to say. "

Hakto, who complains stupidly, spreads things like ladders without any time to rest.

"Okay, let's do the next one."

"... just for now, wouldn't it be better if we did it in the garden?The drunks that I've been passing by occasionally are getting nervous. "

"No, no, this is the best I can do.Maybe I'll see you again. "

"... well, I don't mind.I'd rather see that person myself. "

A mysterious man who was told by Hakt who revealed his joy as if he had taught the Black Knight his moves.

He is a man who is good at magic like glasses and black knights, and learned new skills with great destruction from him.

Including Asura, Oswald can secretly go through the thoughts of the powerful who have recently emerged from a concentration of deviations, because it is a cause or a sign of something.

"─ ─ ─ ─ ─!"

Hakt was resuming his training.

With training and noisy Erica and Hakto showing their sinister faces, they rushed through the special glass ladder made in about five minutes with a special and light step.

Faster, more accurate, more detailed.

Even though the tired legs are not smooth enough, they are stepping up their legs so as to push them further into the agony.

(... tomorrow you'll train like a holiday, this kid.... my right hand will heal soon. (Are you okay?)

"Hah, hah, hah..."

(5) Did you go back and forth?

Sweat away, put your hands on your knees, and hold your breath for a little while you rest.

"--What are you guys doing here?"

Sesame and Lance, who would have trapped several places apart from the Asunción people who had returned earlier, came on horseback.

"It's a workout. It's a daily refinement."

"You're just getting tired of standing here every day, right?... are you out of your mind?I guess you should go to bed...I fell asleep too. "

"I heard more about it than that, but is it true?"

Hakuto asked indifferently if he was used to seeing Seuma.

"Nearly a thousand goblins alone, and besides that... trawl..."

"Seriously, a swarm of worms, some kind of goblin, some kind of troll."

"Eh... I see."

A horse drops off and answers instantly in a breathtaking tone that doesn't match the content.

The expression of Hakt and Oswald who received it became as steep as it was a few moments ago.

We have over 300 signatures.

Inside is a traitor targeting Bren, and outside is a herd of goblins and several kinds of monsters.

And even Troll, the most deserving of humanoid monsters to call predators.

And the biggest problem was the carcass of that troll that Assangeans found at the ruins.

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"... don't worry."

A horse strokes Oswald's head in turn and pulls a string of strings.

"You're not going to die.Even if it wasn't me who came through the battle of death.Quite likely to win this time. "

"Yes, Seuma-san is right.What a coincidence, you have a head and a general. "

The horse is followed by Lance, who lets the horse walk slowly.

The head is the brain and refers to Celestia, and the general is the warlord and will show Ashra.

"In large-scale battles, most staff officers know how to win or lose.There are a thousand generals who are much stronger than ourselves this time, so we can definitely fight with an advantage all the time.Naturally, momentum will reduce the damage. "

Lance that they weren't even worried, the two boys suddenly seemed to be clearing up inside their chests.

"Hey, enough with the salt plums, right?We're going back to battle, thank you for sleeping, asshole. "

"Wow!?"

Okay, I got it.

He slapped his back violently and sent them to the building to chase Hakto and the others away.

"... you're not lying because you're close to Asura-san."

"Ahh... you don't have to fight, do you? It's fine."

"If the princess dies in battle, she won't be able to walk the continent.We have to fight together. "

The two men left their horses with the soldiers who came in a hurry, and first went to dinner.

"... the order of death has to be kept."

"Nah, what a sudden scare."

"... well, the point is, you have to die from old age."

"Terrible, terrible, terrible."

It follows a joking conversation from a whisper that is different from usual.

…………

Regret was a wedge.

I remember my sister and disciple who had been abandoned in the past and murmured in my heart again.

It is adults who die.

It is the rule of the world and the rule to be followed.

To protect it,

(... I'll do it mostly if I can't or won't...)

The fingertips of the horse walking with Lance bounced (...).

"... I don't know..."

"... yeah, I thought you might have caught a cold, but if you're feeling it, it's not your fault."

Roll up your long sleeves and see the birdskin floating on your skin.

"I don't know why, but the cold hasn't stopped since.It's not cold... why? "

Pre-war tension is the earliest familiarity, and there should be nothing to be afraid of.

However, all the skilled men who deserved to be called the warriors staying in the city felt chilly and trembled at that time.

♢♢♢

One of the cast of doubt of the Demon King calmed down as if he had struck water.

Stand up in a tight room without even moving.

A princess who looks completely different from usual with a bluish complexion.

A demon who bends his arms with a tight face and cruises with his meditation.

A small maid who gets lost and confuses.

A demon beast trembling that the power of the Demon King will be shaken once more.

Each has their own difficulty with the right words and actions.

…………

Chrono pokes his left elbow at a thick antique desk and reads the letter with ease.

Have you finished reading it all the way, ink the pen tip without waiting for the answer to the question, and start writing again.

"... if you have any thoughts, just let me know."

The Demon King spoke again at a time when the pressure was too perfect.

The cold sweat finally spreads on my cheeks.

Unconsciously, you breathe and your throat rings.

Whether it's herself or someone else's, the feeling is even dull.

The fact that you are dissatisfied with the seat number is not a lie if you look at it from Asla, etc.

"I don't care if it's not Asla. So if you come up with anything, tell me everything at this time.If there's room for consideration, think about it. "

However, the voice of the Demon King, which is felt to be inorganic, does not leave the throat as one person.

It solidifies like a curse, and I can't hear a single tiny tremor.

…………

I silently finished the letter with someone else who was afraid of the unusual pressure.

The silence continues for a while after the last murmur.

All you have to do is listen to your own pulsation that reverberates inside and the sound of your pen running...

"... what? You think I'm talking to myself?"

"Nh!!"

The most feared black gaze turned suddenly without warning.

"I, uh... that kind of thing...I'm sorry.... "

"Nh......"

Your body jumps uniformly, as shown by Kurono who raised his face.

"... um, I'm a little worried, so please reply.... but did you rub anything?Is that because there was something wrong with it? "

Turn around and put the letter in the envelope before heading to the sofa where Celestia was sitting.

"Say it. If there's anything I can do to fix it, I'll do my best."

Kurono sat down gently, and became the king who sat and stared.

Just a big, expensive sofa turned into a throne.

"Um... oh, I was going to talk to you, but I was late to report about Bren..."

Without touching Asla's aversion to herself, she only informed her of the main points.

I didn't mean to worry about my friends.

It is unlikely that Asla will be punished by Chrono on this occasion, because there is a possibility that some hardship will be imposed in tomorrow's battle.

After all, the only way to come to an end is to fulfill Krono's orders.

…………

"Mr. Bren? Hmm, let's hear it."

While feeling the narrow horizontal view from Ashra, he fulfills his reporting obligation to the Lord without paying attention.

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"Ah, that's interesting."

Kurono's voice dropped even lower.

"Nh...!!"

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I couldn't stop shaking slightly because I was so sensitive to the cold voice that I could say it was super easy.

The tone of tone has also become its own, giving a slight glimpse into the nature of the Lord, who is far too scary to call him the Demon King.

Deeply unconscious, just a powerful temperament.

"If that's true... no, if you think about it carefully, it's wrong for me to be angry first.That's right... what do you think of Lilia, by the way? "

"Nh!! I..."

"You can take your time. What did you think when you heard her talk?"

Lilia pushes her personal feelings into the corner of her head as much as possible to find the best answer to the Demon King's question.

"...... I think it's better for the princess to say it."

I see.

Chrono, convinced somehow of Lillia's fearful spinned answer, communicates the decision.

I want to support Celeste's plan, too.

"Thank you."

Celestia gracefully returns the sigh of relief.

The work was completed enough to make Lilia unconsciously fall in love.

"I knew you were right to leave it to me.Asla is right, but this time, let's do what Celeste says.What about Asla? "

"Thank you.... if that's what you decided, there's nothing different about it."

"Well, thank you. Well, if that happens, I'll take care of it."

"It doesn't matter.I will deal with such a terrible problem. "

Chrono nodded satisfactorily to Asla, who looked down with his usual wisdom.

"Hmm.... I stuck it in my ear a little while ago, but it's hard to believe, so I'll check it out."

Yes, what is it?

"... is it true that the trolls were eaten?"

If Lillian had the most common of these, the so-called values of the people, what Chrono said was immediately understandable.

When it comes to trolls, they are powerful monsters enough to make a scene near the city.

It has a much larger body than oaks and augers, and its delicious character makes it a staple food for bears and pigs in the back of the forest.

I mean, most of the time, they're always predators.

"According to reports from Assange, yes."

"I'll be very brief, but it's a troll.You guys are so strong, don't you get me wrong?That's a pretty powerful category. "

Krono was unbelievable to Russia, but the cause was the carcass of Troll.

"I heard you had no upper body (...)."

Troll's skin is strong enough to be likened to rock.

Covered in thick moss skin and fat, it is difficult to see a drop of blood as a blade such as a spear.

"Yes, but don't worry.The monsters who have already eaten and killed Trolls have a clue. "

"Seems unbelievable, because I heard the monster's name."

Asla closed her eyes quietly and listened to her.

"... I wonder if there really is such a green terrain, but I'll leave it to you."

"Of course, I'm sure you'll be fine.There are some amazing examples of rumors in the desert... and I'm still a little worried about traveling. "

Shake the glass of distilled liquor prepared by Mob... After enjoying the scent, slowly watch the demon king in his mouth, drinking and watching while preserving the silence.

"... um, that smells good in barrels."

From nowhere, there is a faint sigh of relief.

Suppressing the suspicious frustration with Asla and avoiding the reprimands of the Lord, Celestia finally stroked her chest down and smiled bitterly at Lilia, pulling the bottle of liquor from the mob she was serving.