Kuro no Maou

ies, I seem to have panicked.
First we must stop the Dragon carriage, and prepare to counterattack.」

After successfully regaining his composure, Wilhart gives out orders exactly according to the instructions of what to do in the event of a monster attack from the textbook, which he has been studying while traveling.

His first order of stopping the Dragon carriage is immediately carried out, and the intermittent vibrations of the carriage stop.

Next, he orders his subordinates, the team leaders and knights, to exit the carriage.

TLN: Knights, in this case, are not a class of fighter, but rather a rank.
They are lower in rank than the team leaders.

Wilhart is not known for his leadership, but rather, his unpopularity.
Thus, the teams under his command are just the “leftover” students, so they are of various races and studying different courses.

Also among them are students who are here because they lost their companions to bandit attacks and were unable to maintain their parties.

Even so, as expected from students of the highly renowned Spada Royal Academy, they move quickly, exactly as they have been trained.
They make sure the area around the carriage is clear before spreading out to secure it.

The team leaders are wearing red mantles that mark the elite students, while the knights are wearing their respective classes’ equipment.

The rattling sound of those dressed in metal armor moving quickly rings loudly through the small carriage.

The last one to step off the carriage is the general, Wilhart.

As he rises from his seat, he calls out to Simon in front of him, who is holding a prototype rifle identical to his.

「Simon, you are surprisingly fearless.」

With the dark blue coat he is wearing over his uniform fluttering in the wind, Simon looks back at him.

「Have you forgotten? Even though I look like this, I’m experienced with battles.」

Saying such a line with a slightly lonely expression, Simon jumps out of the carriage through the door.

「I must not show any more failure to a sworn friend of my soul.」

And so, Wilhart follows after his friend’s small back.

「A fight on our first day, we just don’t have any luck…」

Riding a unicorn that was pure white from the tip of its horn to the hairs of its tail, Nero Julius Elroad complains wearily.

Nero is standing at the front of the group of students.
The cloud of dust kicked up by monsters charging this way is reflected in his red eyes.

The students make preparations to defend – in other words, pace back and forth holding their weapons.

「Alright! We get to fight so early, things are looking good for us!」

This shout comes from Kai Est Galbraith on Nero’s right side, unsheathing his greatsword and riding a Bicorn, looking ready to charge forward with full speed.

He, too, has seen the enemies approaching from the front.

Their frames, larger than normal men’s, are covered in thick muscles, and the brown color of their skin further adds to their huge appearance.

Their faces are distorted into evil expressions; their yellow, uneven teeth are visible in their wide open mouths and their eyes are completely bloodshot.

Their thick, log-like arms are waving their deadly weapons – bone clubs, rusty hammers and leftover swords – in the air.

They can immediately tell that their enemies are armed Orcs.

They likely came from the Rank 4 Dungeon,『The Great Forest of Latifundia.』

There is a nearby forest with few trees near the highway, but everyone knows that deeper in that forest is the Latifundia forest.

Perhaps these monsters have been forced out of the forest by territorial conflicts.
The true reason for their appearance is unknown.

Though, nobody cares about such a trivial thing in the first place.

「If it’s just these enemies, you can go and have a rest, Nero.
Anyway, you know, those subordinates need someone to give them commands, right?」

Riding on a rare scarlet-colored horse, with the same colored hair, is Charlotte Tristan Spada.

The Orcs’ shouts, entirely devoid of intelligence, reach her ears.

There is absolutely no chance that they are somehow Orc citizens of Spada dressed like wild monsters.

This means that the students behind them can attack freely to show the results of their training.

「Well I’m going to go in first, since I want to test my new servant.」

Right behind Nero is Safiel Maya Hydra, riding an Undead imitation of the eight-legged horse, Sleipnir, created with『Necromancy.』

There is still some time before the Orcs arrive.

「It’s unusual for even you to be fired up, Safi.
Fine, I’ll leave it to you guys, and I’ll be at the back giving orders to those guys.
I’ll tell them it’s dangerous so they should stay away.」

Nero, who has a fearless smile on his face, is answered by his party members.

「Well then, time to go wild!」

「I, Charlotte-sama, will send them flying away with one blow, so leave it to me!」

「I don’t need any materials from such weak creatures, but…」

The three of them are all different in their own ways, but they all have the same confidence in their words as they ride forward.

As the three horses let out high-pitched neighs, they strongly kick the ground and fly forward like the wind.

「Well, those three will be more than enough to take care of the monsters.
I won’t even have time to have a rest.」