Black Summoner

- Kelvin Mansion/Garden

"My predecessor, God, said he did let God down trying to do something that wasn't good... that's Elealis?

"Yep. Specifically, a divine pillar. Nh... alas?

Melfina stuck her mouth in the middle of the conversation. He didn't seem to have intended it either, I'm a little confused.

"Oh, I was. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, but I can't tell you what Elealis tried to do. It's a project that deeply involves the divine world, so you're hooked on the restriction of the sense body by 'God's bondage'"

"Was there such a feature in addition to the status limit, it..."

"Yeah, it's important for you to accidentally say it. I can't talk about this or write it down as a sentence. Unless you can summon my main body."

"Don't push me..."

I wouldn't struggle if I could do that. Even I can't summon Melfina after being a Demon and having a single-digit MP max. The summons of God's vocation consumes tens of times more MP than the basic value. Honestly, it's still not enough. It's also a convincing story that no one has summoned God in history.

"Is it okay for me to put out the name of my predecessor God?

"If you look at Delamis' materials, you'll find out immediately. Now it's time for Delamis to worship me, Melfina, as a reincarnation god, because I used to subject Elealis to it."

Well, sure. Demon King Gustav was defeated when his predecessors were serving God, Melfina had previously said. In other words, Elealis gave the witches of that era shelter and made them summon the brave. Even if the object of worship has moved to Melfina by the passage of time, it is not surprising that its name has been left in some way.

"But there's no way Elealis would ever use reincarnation."

"Why?

"I was in the past, precisely, because it's right. As I told you once before, Elealis has lost the power of reincarnation and has already disappeared"

"... then don't go back to looking for the killer"

In the end, only Melfina can use the reincarnation technique. But it wasn't Melfina who reincarnated Clive. Conflicting.

"Yes, so Elearis is excluded. But here's the problem, sir."

Melfina looks at me all the time.

"Before, I said, some might have gained the power of reincarnation. I am flattered that it was not acquired by chance, but by the power transferred. Suppose, for example, that Elealis, when she lost her reincarnation power, gave it to a human being capable of letting herself and her power pass..."

"... is it possible to transfer skills like that?

- Gokuri.

Swallow the spit accumulated in your mouth and gaze at Melfina. Mel's blue eyes, which seemed to fall asleep at first sight, are now completely awake. If we ease the tension, they're going to suck us right in.

"I have no certainty, and to be honest, neither do I. Because there are no examples in the past. But that's the scariest thing you can do than cross over to anyone. Because if you become the closest person to the Reincarnation God to let you pass through your power, you will decide on your candidacy every step of the way."

"Let the power pass and the man closest to the reincarnated God...? Wait, wait, wait. I mean, that's what I'm talking about in Melfina - me!?

"... sorry, you were exceptional enough too. I think this is the first time you have proposed to reincarnated gods in the past. Congratulations on the historic feat."

"Sorry, I got a bad ride"

Stop apologizing for the pale applause Melfina's hand. I pinched a joke because there was a serious story going on. But you haven't missed the slightest bite, have you, Mr. Melfina?

"So where are we going as a result of narrowing down that candidate?

"If you are a witch of Delamis who subjects Elearis to faith, or..."

I knew it somehow from the way through, but you're still a witch. Certainly, with the exception of the special case of me, I was blessed and commissioned by the Reincarnation God, and only the Witch of Delamis was able to interact directly. Brave men like Knife Ya will be involved, but that's only the first story. After that, we don't see each other or talk, and whatever we do, we communicate via witches. I'm not protected by a reincarnated god.

But even if it was the witch ancestors who reincarnated Clive, I'm glad that wasn't Colette. If the fanatics (Colette) who gained power were in such a situation, if Melfina, who fanaticized herself, had replaced him with someone who could never know who she was, she wouldn't have figured out what she was going to produce. If I do badly, I'm going to destroy the world in the name of salvation.

"Every generation of witches are just fanatical followers as a trend. Colette goes especially far among them, because her predecessors and their predecessors had similar diseases…"

"The world is in danger!

No kidding!

"I'm talking about not leaving the realm of speculation. Think of it as one of the countless possibilities of scattering. I find it more constructive to be alert to inherent skills with no idea of ability than that. After that, I only have daily workouts! If you stick it in, it's all about power!

"Isn't that the same thing you do all the time?

"... you also say yes"

In the end, speculation is just speculation, and all we can do is do what we've always done. But maybe that's the best simple and lucid countermeasure. Because absolute power is the only thing that can counter an enemy with absolute power.

"Oh yeah! The Gérard that runs the ground, we're heading to Dahak Farm next! Stra on Luca, hold on tight!

"Haha, go, go, Grandpa!

"Luca, fast! It's fast! I'm going to fall!

A dark locomotive with young children walking past us. In other words, a man in armor who pushes the demon outright puts the two toddlers on his shoulders and runs away. Such a dangerous sight for the purpose I saw. Gerard, you better not do this outside the mansion grounds. If you don't like that, materialize and take off your armor.

"Outreach, maybe you're worried unnecessarily"

"... I hope so"

We totally lacked nervousness over Grandpa's vegetarian appearance playing with the grandchildren.

―――

There was white on one side. Floors, walls, everything. The majestic walls surrounding all sides keep the room in shape. But I couldn't grasp the distance to the wall, and it seemed close and distant, like an incredible thing being shown a mirage. Mysterious, odd - such a word is apt.

I'm back now.

In a space that was white only, a black shadow appears in the footsteps of a step. Dressed deep in black hood, the man looks around.

"Welcome home, assassin. How was the end?

A temple standing in the center of the room. Does it have similar characteristics to the walls of the room? The White Temple was constantly shaking and dreaming. Inside the temple there is a small sleeping area for babies and you cannot peek into it from the outside. To refrain beside the sleeping table is the Lord of the Voice, who welcomed the assassin. Take the stride three steps as you let your silver hair sweep long enough that you're about to touch the floor. The look of the woman who eventually appeared was full of mercy directed at her real child.

"It's good. Here."

The assassin lists the black book he had missed. On the way, the Black Book floated away from the assassin's hand and moved into the hands of a silver-haired woman.

"Thank you. You must be tired of acting with your creators, don't you? That hasn't changed for a long time."

"It was a 'proxy' favor, and he said he didn't care. Is there only a proxy more than that? It's always been the case that we're all gone. Oh, is" Guardian "here?"

The assassin gazes at the roof part of the temple.

"Ooh, boulder assassin! You've beaten your fate now!

Eventually, at the end of the assassin's gaze, one girl appeared. He wears a pure white exterior as opposed to an assassin, and hangs sword-like gains on his hips.

"I didn't name Dada this. I wonder if I can beat the perceived enemy. And the guardian is always there for the proxy, right?

"Haha, sounds like I'm gonna give you back your word, but I'm a guardian too, right? Besides, I've known a proxy a long time. It seems like the atmosphere has changed a little since the old days. I wonder what time it was, when the deputies took me to defeat the demon king of the day."

"Guardian, keep your old stories up to date. You always talk too much."

To the voices of the deputies. The guardian disappeared laughing at the couscous.

"Assassin, thank you so much this time. Please continue to monitor him as he rests."

"Rikai. Sounds like you could slow down for a while."

A black shadow leaves a pure white space behind. The remaining deputies returned to the temple and put their hands on the sides of the bedroom to turn the same expression of the Virgin Mary.