Black Summoner

Since entering Pards, Serra has always been excited. The first city, the first crowd and everything you see is fresh.

"Kelvin, what's that?

"You're a fruit shop. There's a lot of ripe, sweet stuff in this time of year."

"What about this one?

"An arms dealer. I handle everything from standard swords to wands for wizards. I haven't used it much since I learned to blacksmith."

Questioning like this. I might look like a big kid if I saw it from someone else. Well, it would be better than nervous.

By the way, Serra has changed from a coarse garment to a generic outfit made by Effil. As it is, it stands out all over the city in boulders. Between breaks on the journey so far, Effil measured Serra's size and had her improvised with her sewing skills, but still finished up with a C-class. Besides, the care is made to allow the hidden wings and tail to go through securely with a disguised hair fastening. Ephil, you raised your arm again.

I arrive at the Spirit Song Pavilion as Ephil and I repeatedly exchange answers to Serra's questions.

"Ephil and Serra need to rest in the inn first. I'll report to the Alliance."

"If your husband is going, so am I..."

"You can't just leave Serra alone, can you? I'll tell Claire what's going on. I'll take care of Serra."

Once you get it back into my magic, I want you to interact with people other than your people.

"I'm not a kid anymore, am I?

"I understand. I'll take care of everything."

"Hey, Effil, are you listening? I'm older, aren't I?

Serra's unhappy, but now let's have patience. Honestly, I'm not sure I can hide Rio through them if I take Serra. It's hard to beat an elderly man with a lot of experience in life in terms of mentality. Shall I look for negotiating skills next time?

- Spirit Song Pavilion/Tavern

When I returned to the Inn after reporting to the Alliance, the adventurers who used the Spirit Song Pavilion met there together. Looking around for something, Effil and Claire were making tons of dishes in the back cooking area. Serra sat in the upper seat, surrounded by a crowd of adventurers. What the hell is this?

"It's a celebration of Kelvin's A-status promotion."

"Whoa, Ange, when!?

Before I questioned him, Ange suddenly appeared from behind. I didn't know you were turning off sign detection, but there was no sound behind me... isn't Ange actually an adventurer, too?

"Haha, you're lucky to see Kelvin's amazing face today"

"No, I'm seriously surprised. Does Ange have covert skills?

"No. Different local power, Kelvin."

"Well, tell me. So, why is it known that I've been promoted to A? I was just informed, too."

When I reported this case to Rio, the guild director, I was given a grade A promotion. Anything. If the demon found this time was a Grade A or higher crusader, they were planning on putting it on a promotion exam. Of course we haven't been informed of that.... That was S-grade, Victor.

"No, I was happy to inform Mr. Claire first. Then I could have a seat like this."

"I've omitted too much!

That's how Serra jumped in with the reading.

"Kelvin, Kelvin! Help me, a lot of strangers are talking to me!

Oh, Serra's been using communication, too. Her face turned bright red like her hair due to embarrassment, and she is wrinkled, but seems to be fine.

"Don't be ridiculous!"

That being said, the contents are well placed and the exterior is a beautiful woman. That's remarkable and you can't call me. Well, even if you get used to people, is this all kinds of harsh? It's time to help you.

"Effil, Selah. We're back now."

Speak up deliberately.

"Ah! Welcome home, sir"

When Effil notices this way and bows his head toward me, the adventurers who until then were only in Serra's eyes turn this way simultaneously.

"Oh, man. Mr. Kelvin's here!

"Mr. Kelvin, I heard you! Congratulations on your A-level promotion!

"Who is this beautiful woman! Isn't Effil enough!?

"Ca, please sign ~"

The adventurers turn the target from Serra to me, and at the same time they blame the questions.

"Hey, what is this noise!?

"Naturally. Kelvin is the first adventurer in history to be promoted to A in this parse. Now Kelvin is the hero of Pards' adventurers."

"Uh..."

I've never heard that before either......

"Oh, that's the star of the night. Kel, you've been promoted to A-status."

"Congratulations, master"

Mr. Claire and Effil, who cut up the food, come out of the cooking area.

"I was also asked earlier. Looks like Ange got ahead of us."

"Haha, it's not nice"

"That's what Kel thinks, too. This evening's a great meeting. Looking forward to it."

"That's right. Today I am confident beyond Mr. Claire's cuisine."

"Heh heh, it's payback again."

Sparks scatter between the bees, Effil and Mr. Claire. Are you going to start with a culinary showdown?

"Kelvin!"

Suddenly he turns his arm from behind to Selah.

"Why did you leave me alone! (Effil starts cooking, and he's surrounded by strangers) I missed you!

Critical and neck squeezing. Oh, stop it, Serra. It won't spill if I get hit with all my strength with your arm.

"Oh, you're already going that far..."

"Mr. Boulder Kelvin! I don't know how fast you're gonna get your hands on me!

"What the... Mr. Kelvin has Effil-chan..."

"To Tin after the signing, please name it!

It's noisy around but it doesn't come in my ear. Or, shit, falling...

"Hey, lady. Kelvin's gonna die if you stay put, okay?

What I heard on the verge was the voice of heaven, no, Mr. Wold's voice.

"Ah! Oh, I'm sorry!

Free from hasty Selah. It was the biggest crisis since I came to this world.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Wold. You owe me your life."

"No, that would be a big deal..."

Given Serra's status, it's not a big deal or a joke.

"Oh, you. Are you back?

"Oh, I'm sorry you've been vacant for so long"

"I don't give a shit because it happens all the time."

"Mind your own business!

Mr. Claire and Mr. Wold start talking. It's like a couple of comics...... hmm, a couple?

"Uh, Mr. Claire's husband, maybe Mr. Wold?

"Hmm? Yeah, but did I tell you?

"It's been a while since I started living here, but it's my first ear."

Mr. Wold, you've left your house too much...

"Ha ha, I was hospitalized for a while on Effil's promotion exam."

Sorry, it was caused by our maid (Effil)!

"I heard more than that. Promoted to Class A…"

"You know, I've done that many times, so that's enough."

"Let me tell you..."

A big laugh that happens doh. Cartoon talent is there, too, and the food is brought.

"King, may I join you?

'Yeah? Are you okay?

It's unusual to say you want out of Gerard.

"Actually, the effect of evolution, or the ability to materialize the flesh."

"Oh, is that true!

'Oh, now I can finally taste Effil's cooking!

Is that what this is all about...

Why don't you take off your armor? This is not my soul. "

'Oh, well. Eat it cleverly somehow......'

Gérard, decided to join the banquet.

'Oh, my lord, isn't it time for me to summon you, too? Why don't you give it a try?

'You can't do it on this occasion. Try it around tomorrow.'

"Ugh, Effil's specialty dish......"

I didn't expect to corrupt God so far...... Effil's culinary sins are deep.

"Kel, I think it's time to start, okay?

"I don't mind."

When I was ready to do it.

"Well, then, you know, I'll take the head."

"Oh? Am I good?

Mr. Wold is confused by the exact nomination.

"Me, too, please."

Whatever you say, he's the benefactor of his life.

"Oh, yeah? Ohon...... Now here's to our pards pride, Kelvin, who accomplished his first A-level promotion!

"" "" "Kanpai!

- Gacha!

"Mm, am I late!

Gérard, who summoned him to an alley outside the inn, was late.