Black Summoner

- The city and makeshift hall of Pars

Just before the promotion ceremony opened. Delegates from different countries and famous adventurers were present in the guest seats, while the public pushed over the sights set up to cover its outer perimeter, and the venues were filled with people.

"You've successfully held this promotion ceremony. Last time, I wondered what would happen if Sylvia, the lead actor, wasn't here. I've never even seen him before."

"Don't be told that. In the mock game this afternoon, that Lord Sylvia will be the opponent. I mean, this time we can watch the new S-class adventurer and Lord Sylvia, their two battles at once. Let's write off what happened last year."

The mock matches are the first to be talked about in the guest room. Much of this is due to the nobles. Some are trying to scout and others are investigating if it could be a new threat. Thoughts are indiscriminate, but fundamental to them is the power of S-class adventurers. From the announcement of the promotion ceremony by the Adventurer Guild, the heavy towns of each country go to Pars in a short period of time to prepare their hands. That's all this ceremony is worth.

(This time it's not going to be great. I'm not going to burn Gerrard's uncle's masterpiece in my eyes either!

Some of them are for impure reasons, but this is the exception.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your silence, please?"

It was the voice of Rio that echoed the venue. The murky noise stops perfectly, and people's attention is directed to Rio, who rises on the stage.

"Thank you very much for your patience. I will open the promotion ceremony now. This promotion to the flourishing S-Class is from our Pars Adventurer Alliance, Kelvin."

A slight whisper occurs everywhere.

"It was only three months ago that Kelvin became an adventurer. But he has made numerous achievements in this short period of time. Crusade of advanced demons (arc demons) that suddenly appeared around Pards. Fight and destroy the infamous bandits" Black Wind "with the brave men of Delamis. At the request of the King in the water country Trage, he crusades evil dragons worth S grade. More recently, he successfully defeated the Mixed Warcraft Regiment, a Trysen army that had unjustly invaded the territory of Gown, the Beast Nation, and saved the Elves. Our Adventurer Guild decides Kelvin has the strength he deserves, and we hereby acknowledge his promotion to S-Class Adventurer."

When Rio finishes saying it, there is a spotlight-like light on both sides of the stage. There was the flag of the trage and gown, and the crystal.

"It is Tubaki Fujiwara, king of the country of Trage. Let's admit that adventurer Kelvin has that power."

"It's the gown country, the Leonhardt Gown of the Beast King. Likewise, I acknowledge Kelvin"

The voice of two kings emanating from the crystal. This crystal is apparently a magic item.

"It was approved by the kings of the two eastern continents. This will formalize Kelvin's promotion. As a supplement, this promotion to S-Class is the fastest since the adventurer guild was founded!

Cheer than a tour seat in the outer perimeter. The majority of these seats are occupied by people from Pars. The birth of the first S-class adventurer in Pars history, no one is less excited about this big news. The aristocrats in the guest table are only facing each other for a little while, but they can't care less about all this triviality.

"Now let's have you in the lead role of the day. Kelvin, get on the stage."

Five figures walk out in front of the rear of the central aisle. Cutting the lead is Kelvin dressed in black courtesy. Effil, dressed in a green dress so as to surround it, walks with Serra in a red dress as Lion in a pure white dress leans against her. It is Gerard who serves as Lord. The exterior given was not worn, but the atmosphere of majesty was sufficient because it originally looked like armor. The majestic protection of the Lord's backs represented his nobility.

"How beautiful..."

"Oh, are those guys one of them?!?

"No, no, he would be a performer hired. - What, no!?

"Uncle Gerrard...... lovely!

Above all, it would be the three of us who dressed up that got our attention. Effil and the others don't usually wear makeup at all, but Ange's hands put on formal lighter makeup today. They are dressed in a bespoke dress that was created by the Alliance staff until they became blood-eyed. I couldn't help but look away, whether it was the eyes of a nobleman who was able to work out in a social setting. It leaks an unconscious breath of exclamation.

"Heh, heh, that was worth the effort until today..."

"Oh... there was no madness in our eyes..."

Alliance officials who were trying a little hard to point in the wrong direction exchange high touches.

"Seniors, what are you doing? Well, it's certainly a good job...... Senior!?

Afterwards, they collapse all night long, but the look was very satisfying, Ange says.

Through the aisle where the gaze gathers, Kelvin stands on the altar where Rio is. Effil and the others are in the form of a refrain under the stage. Naturally, if this happens, interest will gather in Kelvin.

"Is he the fastest Lord Kelvin in history? Hey, I'll report you to your home country later. Burn it in the back of your brain. I want to have connections with him."

"You're still young. You look like a mediocre good young man..."

"Oh, I like it. Isn't it a beautiful setting?"

Evaluations from the nobles are long and short. It varies with those who are discouraged by the appearance of Serra and others, and those who try to extrapolate their potential. For that matter, the cheer from the tour seats is even greater.

(Ha, they seem to think of something different. Wouldn't it be early afternoon?)

He feels his gaze gassy on his back, and Kelvin exhales in his heart. Still, the impression of the viewer doesn't seem to get any worse because we are constantly taking care not to go wrong with courtesy. No one would think my head was full in a game.

Stand alongside Rio and look back to your seats. Now here comes a new S-class adventurer.

- Temporary hall and cafeteria

"Tired, so tired..."

The promotion ceremony closes and the free time to the afternoon mock game. After completing the response of the guests, it is finally lunchtime.

"Mmm, good luck"

"That sounded tough."

Streets and restaurants are available throughout the venue. As I was exploring where to eat, I stumbled upon Sylvia and Emma. We were supposed to come with you. I already have a bunch of empty dishes overlapping, but I don't mind at all being trained by Melfina. Enough to still feel like I'm lacking.

"What about the others?

"Kokudri is acting differently. Probably somewhere in the venue."

"Nagua still can't move, and Ariel's in that care"

"Hmm, could I have had another shot?

"Here."

"It's critical. It's okay, isn't it? Pretty dangerous, maybe. I'll work out a little bit more so I can stand it."

Sylvia brilliantly replaces the Devil joke with a greeting and gives it back even more bogus. This child is also quite a fierce man.

That's where the clerk came in, so I can get the order done properly. The clerk was nervous about the bees for some reason. I don't know, was today your first job?

"Sylvie. I'm going to tell Kerr about the game, but how's it going?

It's Lyon, you're still getting along fast. Are you friends I'm already calling you by your nickname?

"Something's going well today. As promised, we'll do everything we can."

Oh, I'm so full of energy that I can see something like an aura.

"Uh, it's been like this since last night... Sylvia, did you even eat something weird?

"I only ate the same thing as Emma.... Ah, Mr. Effil's dish yesterday was very tasty. I'm impressed. Sign, I'll take care of it."

Pecory and head bowing Sylvia.

"Thank you. Let me treat you again."

Effil also bows his head back. Don't feel soothed watching the two of you.

"To say that you ate Effil's dishes has an auxiliary effect,"

"Oh, well."

With that said, Sylvia was eating Effil's food yesterday, too. Sylvia, look at the status. It has a nice auxiliary effect. Well, me too, so the terms are the same. Sylvia, let's have a good game this afternoon.