[Croatia, Dalmahia local legends, excerpted by the annotated notes of the Council of the Magi]

One day, outside the city of the King of Pigs, a vicious wolf was about to enter the city.

"Ah, it's been a long time since I've been to such a great place, so cute Mr. Pig, please, please let me in, I won't do anything dangerous."

"No, absolutely not, just say what you want, just take it." To the wolf who asked with a cat-like cry outside the city, the King of Pigs responded.

The wise king of pigs understands very well that wolves will not keep their promises.

"I don't have anything I want, I just want to get into the city, and if you don't let me in, I'll have to find another way to play?"

"Please don't, please don't, if it's something else, whatever." Ignoring the crying and pleading pig king, the wolf exhaled his breath greatly.

So, what happened.

The breath of the wolf became a strong whirlwind, which blew across the city of the King of Pigs, and the city built of a large number of bricks was blown away like cotton, and the whirlwind turned into a storm and blew away everything around the city.

"Hey, I'm right, wouldn't it be good to honestly let me into the city, if you learn a lesson from this, you won't disobey me anymore, right?" The wolf grinned at the King of Pigs.

Note: The prototype story of the so-called "Three Little Pigs" is actually a folk tale derived from the story of "The Wolf and the Goat" and "The Wolf and the Little Pig", but there is a bold assumption about the formation of this story.

That was in 1854, the demon king Sasha Dejansdal's infamous storm power [Storm Raging], destroyed the port city of Dalmaxia, and some researchers mentioned that the memory of this tragedy may have an impact on the folk tales that circulated.

[Highlights of European Magicians - Excerpts from Warban and Sasha Dejansdal]

He was called "Marquis de Vauban", not because of his noble status.

It is said that in the first half of the 18th century, he was born near Hungary in modern times, and soon after he was born, he became a lonely man at the end of the world, and he was so poor that it was difficult to get a loaf of bread every day.

The Campione is a man who can claim the power of the slain god for himself, and is a being called "king" by magicians and feared.

However, he was not a Marquis at that time.

In the years that followed, he attacked the cities of the marquis, the lords of the neighboring regions, usurping the position and territory of the marquis. As a result, the original title of Marquis disappeared after a few years and became his current title – this is how the name of the Marquis of Warban came from.

Moreover, the surname Woban was born because of his unique humor.

Because he knew that the name of the fierce dog raised by the former marquis who was ousted by his own hands was Woban, his own surname also decided to be called Woban.

Thus, the former marquis became his own relative - that is, now the orders were given by the caregivers of the dogs that had been kept in the past......

[Liliana Kranichal, completed her meeting with the king in Bucharest.] 】

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No matter what country it will have, in a suite in a high-rise hotel.

The room is luxurious and comfortable, but in the room that is too ordinary for the palace that greets the demon king, [Meeting] is going on.

The owner of the room was named Sasha Dejansdal Woban.

It is a Campione that is feared by magicians, kings, and demon kings all over the world.

They are all owners of powerful magical power known as power, and these are all abilities that these demon kings have taken from the gods.

"You're the granddaughter of Krannichal, I should have seen it four years ago, but I don't have any impression of your face, oops, what a bad old fool, your time has grown too fast."

His voice was very clear and intellectual, his broad forehead, his deeply sunken eye sockets, and his face was unusually pale, and anyone who saw it would feel like he was a professor at a university somewhere, not to mention his beautiful silver hair, and even his beard was carefully shaved clean.

"That can't be helped, the Marquis didn't even have ten minutes to see me at that time, please don't worry—" Liliana Clanichar replied politely as she gave a knightly salute.

There is no precedent for kneeling on one knee and placing your right hand on your chest to perform this kind of etiquette in a hotel room.

However, since it is now facing the king, it is the duty of the knight to do his best to perform due etiquette.

Liliana, who belongs to the Magic Society Bronze Black Cross, is only 16 years old.

It reminds people of a fairy-like face, giving people a cute feeling and a bit of majesty, and the long silver-brown hair is tied into a ponytail.

Although she is young, she is a magician with the title of Grand Knight, and in Milan, where magicians from all over the world are gathered, her talent can only be matched by her old nemesis, Erica Bluntree, who is a bronze black cross.

"Well, then, I should know that I should know, but I am by nature impatient, so let me get to the point at once, about the reason for summoning you from Milan on purpose." Wobanhou narrowed his beryl-colored pupils

When this evil eye shines, the living in sight will turn into solid salt. It is a power usurped from the Celtic demon god Balor.

[Eye of Sodom], [Wolves of Greed], [Tempest Rag], [Cage of Servants of Death].

He has so many powers that no magician in Europe should not know.

"Remember the ceremony four years ago, right? The Great Spell Ritual that summons the God of Disobedience—I want you to try again to assist in that mysterious ritual. ”

Liliana stared back at the Demon King's face.

That great magic trick had cost a lot of sacrifices, so why try that dangerous ritual again? It was just a momentary doubt, and Liliana immediately realized it.

What other reason could the godkiller want to summon the god than to fight him?

"At that time, the god who was captured by Salvatore was the first to be recruited, but I didn't expect to be preempted by that stupid guy, such a kid shouldn't have come to this world." Woban said as he looked bored, his pupils flickering.

Salvatore, a young demon king who appeared in Italy four years ago, caused a sensation in the European magic world, the beginning and end of the godkiller incident who captured the prey of the ancient king.

If the former is spoken, it is the glory of the knights.

Liliana, who happened to be there at that time, remembered the incident very clearly from beginning to end.

"It will take another three months to call out the [God of Disobedience] enough constellations to be aligned, and the flow of the leylines will be ready after four years. I don't know much about the species, but let someone who knows the details know to make sure—is that right, Caspar? ”

Woban suddenly turned his gaze to Liliana's back.

- Suddenly.

Feeling the creepy chill behind her, Liliana felt that there was someone behind her, who could come to her back as a great knight without noticing, who was it?

Liliana looked back in panic.

Standing behind him was an old man dressed in black, who nodded to Woban's question like a mechanical device that was running out of gas.

Expressionless, pale, eyes dull, unusually empty, unfocused.

Death phase.

It's not so much a faceless old man as a moving corpse.

(This is - Servant of Death!) ）

Liliana immediately remembered one of the old king's powers.

Humans who are killed by themselves will appear on earth as living dead, and become loyal servants of their absolute obedience.

How miserable it is. Liliana couldn't help but think so.

I'm afraid this dead man is, at the same time, an ordinary person and a magician who fights against the demon king. I don't have to do it with ordinary courage, and I respect that.

But this power insulted the death of those warriors and degraded their dignity.

Liliana, who inherited the bloodline of the famous Clanichar family and belonged to the Bronze Black Cross of the Magic Society, would not allow herself to rebel against the Demon King, and if it wasn't for that, it was like leaving immediately.

…… Wrong.

If the magicians of Italy had admired the leader Salvatore at his best, they might have been able to resist as long as they had his protection, but it was difficult now.

For him, who had just recovered from his injuries two months earlier, it was still too reluctant to resist this Campione.

"O Krannichal, you are one of the many witches I gathered four years ago, and at that time, the most outstanding magical powers, remember who it was?"

In order to attract the gods, dozens of shrine maidens were gathered by the power of the king, and it is said that after the ceremony, two-thirds of them lost their minds and suffered severe wounds.

Liliana was fortunate to be one of the one-third who were safe and sound.

"At that time, I was eager to realize that [quality] is more important than [quantity], and instead of gathering those messy things, it is better to select and collect excellent shrine maidens." The emerald green evil eyes looked at Liliana with a little interest, as if they had seen through her rebellion.

"Probably an Oriental, right? The girl's name and origin, remember? ”

At this moment, Liliana hesitated.

It should be an honest answer, or not, if you consider the safety of that girl, of course you should choose the latter, but, just by yourself being stupid here, the demon king can also find out from others.

If so, the glory of being a knight should be the former.

This matter must be deeply involved, and everything in our power must be done to prevent senseless sacrifices. With a natural sense of justice, Liliana made up her mind.

"Her name is Maria (referring to Yuri, Maria and Wanri Valley have the same pronunciation), Japanese, it is said that she was born in Tokyo, although it is presumptuous, you can order me I find her and bring her to you." Liliana bowed her head and made a suggestion, but the response she received was unexpected.

"I have a better idea, which is to use my legs to go to Japan, and I think it's been a long time since I've crossed the sea."

"As the Marquis of Campione, do you want to go in person?"

"Isn't it nice that I sometimes want to breathe in foreign air? It's just an old man who doesn't have a long evening and wants to enjoy a continuous leisurely vacation. The Demon King blocked the female knight's retort with a smile that was not humorous at all, "However, it is indeed more convenient to have an entourage, and I have no objection to appointing this job to you?" ”

It's impossible to put it into words.

Woban looked very satisfied as he watched Liliana, who had accepted.

"Well, give you an hour to prepare, and don't make me wait an extra second."

"I see, but is that okay? The marquis's compatriots are also in Japan, so it's better to give advance notice, right? ”

Kusanagi Godo, who defeated the ancient Persian god of war Vereslana and became the boy of Campione, controls the ability of the god of war's ten incarnation changes, and seems to be the Red Knight who is Liliana's opponent and accompanies him as a lover.

However, the oldest demon king rejected the proposal with a smile.

"There's no need for that, if you want to talk, just let that guy come over."

It's hard to cope with the capriciousness of this demon king.

This matter grew to the point where Kusanagi Godo was involved...... Naraku's participation in the Tokyo turmoil was a little later.