Kuro no Maou

used when he first charged into them, he simply swings his sword around as he pleases, cutting down Orc after Orc.

「Orah, orah, come on – ?!」

What surprises Kai, even while he was in the middle of combat, is –

 

 

GAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOON!

 

 

Letting out a familiar roar, a black shadow descends from the sky in the same way Kai himself did earlier.

Crushing several Orcs as it lands is a huge monster with red fur on a black body, and long rabbit-like ears growing from its head.

「It’s that something-Pun!」

It was the Rank 5 monster that had struck terror into the hearts of the princes of Spada one month ago in the northern Galahad mountain range, bearing the name of『Wrath』in the old language.

「It’s Wrath-Pun.
Your memory is really terrible, you musclehead.」

Safiel directs an exasperated, cold gaze at Kai as she sits on top of the false Sleipnir with the Spellbook『Immortal Bind』in her hand.

But right now, this raging demonic beast is obeying not its cruel instincts, but the commands of this single girl.

The renowned『Necromancy』of the Hydra house, another of the Four Great Noble Houses of Spada, has revived Wrath-Pun.

However, there are two differences from when it was alive.

The right arm it had lost in their first encounter has been grown back, all the way to the tips of its paw.

The new arm is not Wrath-Pun’s original arm, but a huge metal gauntlet made of a dark metal.

The ancient parts of a golem’s right arm, excavated from old Avalonian ruins, were a precious part of Safiel’s collection.
But attaching them to this Rank 5 monster did not feel wasteful at all.

No, if these parts were not used, Wrath-Pun would not be able to unleash its full potential.

The other difference is its eyes.

Its cruel eyes that had been far redder than the bloodstained eyes of the Orcs have now changed to the same amethyst-tinted eyes as the girl behind it.

That color is the manifestation of the dark magical energy that acts as the source of the false life that is bestowed upon the Undead servants created by Necromancy.

With its eyes glowing an eerie purple, Wrath-Pun leaps towards the Orcs with the ferocity it had in its previous life.

With its ridiculously strong left arm and the replacement right arm, it tramples the Orcs with overwhelming physical strength.

「That was close! Oi Safi, you were aiming at me just now, weren’t you?!」

「My control is still imperfect.
Tch.」

「Don’t “Tch” because you missed me!」

Occasionally, Wrath-Pun’s strong arms brush against Kai, who is swinging his greatsword nearby, but they manage to avoid friendly fire by the narrowest of margins.

As expected of the teamwork of a Rank 5 party.

「Uooh! I’m more scared of you than the damn Orcs!」

Kai complains as Wrath-Pun’s huge fist brushes past his nose for the second time, and at that moment –

「Line Force Blast!」

A bolt of lightning shoots down in front of Kai’s eyes.

Its brightness is enough to blind one’s eyes and the roaring thunder was enough to destroy one’s eardrums, but the ones who take even more direct damage are the Orcs standing in the path of the lightning itself.

「Sharl, that was freaking close! If I took one more step, it would’ve hit me! Actually, it did hit me a bit!」

TLN: Sharl is short for Charlotte

「What? You should have just dodged it.」

That answer comes from Charlotte, the Third Princess of Spada, famous for her tomboyish personality and even more famous for her talent in magic.
She is not concerned in the slightest for Kai’s spiky blonde hair that got slightly singed by her attack.

Safiel is commanding Wrath-Pun around like a piece in a board game.
Next to her is Charlotte, waving her favorite wand,『Crimson Bolt』and humming the chant for her next attack.

「Oi! If you’re gonna shoot your Blast again, aim it somewhere further from me!」

Even though he is made fun of as a musclehead, he is attentive enough to notice the chanting coming from behind him.

He has inadvertently memorised her chants, and knows that her next spell will be an offensive one.

More specifically, she is once again casting her favourite wide-ranged lightning-element blast.

Both her wand that is as red as its name and the gaze of her sparkling golden eyes are directed at the area that Kai is fighting the Orcs.

「Line Force Blast!」

「I told you not to aim that at meeeeee!」

Thus, the Orcs are cut down, trampled and struck by lightning until not a single one remains.

It has only been about ten minutes since the Orcs arrived.

Nero’s prediction was spot on.