Black Summoner

- Delamis Cathedral

Inside the cathedral, the sanctuary of Delamis, the greatest turmoil had been caused since its construction. A barricade was erected in the basement of the cathedral, the entrance to the Catacombs of the Spirit, where strict security was supposed to be laid and no one could enter without permission, and behind it was the figure of a holy knight and a soldier with a great shield. Further back, a cleric-like man in a sacrificial costume is skipping instructions while holding his ear down.

"God will not rejoice in such an act. Remove the fence immediately and release it. The more the faithful God differs, now -"

"Master Melfina will forgive you, too? It's time to get tired of hearing the moonlight thanksgiving. Our demands are on the witch Colette and her braves. The deadline is approaching. If you're worried about a stray lamb, bring him here right now!

"That's right! You heretics who betrayed Master Elearis!

"Go away! Go away!

It was one of the Cardinals, Marcel Gottes, who lowered the red stall from his neck and continued to persuade the opposition. This diligent negotiation, which has been extended since the beginning of the commotion, was also only cursed back without resounding in the minds of the opposition. He is also a leading White Demon mentor, so he also plays a parallel role in preparing for accidental attacks. Marcel's face showed visible fatigue.

"Cardinal Marcel, Master Colette..."

"What...? Is that true?

Marcel was stunned when one of the Saint Knights, who came running from the outside, was struck in the ear. That means Colette will be here.

"Yes, I was contacted earlier directly by Cardinal Cy and Captain Cliff, so I thought I'd be sure."

"No way, Master Colette would immediately...?

The news ripples gradually, and the cathedral turns to pieces. Marcel and the others surrounding the entrance seem to be starting to notice strange opposition faces. A commander's man asks a close associate.

"Hey, what's up?

"That's what all of a sudden they started making noise... is something wrong?

"That's what I'm asking! Who knows the skills of" Listening Ears "!

"Or, I will confirm!

Similar to Marcel's side, this one has the faction moving out in a hurry. Perhaps without setting aside, it will lead us to information about Colette. But it wasn't just those two who made the move.

"Move to both factions. Looks like Mr. Colette's information has been conveyed. '

"All right, everybody, move on."

There were people watching the cathedral in the middle of the tower of The Guardian's Workout. One of them looks down as if to observe the contents of the cathedral window frame because of the slightly harsh height to view even when looking up from the ground. The interior of this tower is a dungeon, and naturally there are monsters. - No. I was there, but all the hierarchies and floors from the ground to its height were only scattered with some kind of debris that had been shattered or turned into dust, leaving no shadow like it.

…… That's a lot of noise.)

A long long spiral staircase from the cathedral to the crypt in the basement. Someone lurked in the shadows between them and noticed the hustle and bustle of the entrance. She is a woman wearing monastic clothes. She held a priesthood under the Lynne Church for five years, but believed in Elealis behind it and belonged to the opposition. The day of the commotion also lived as usual, but at the time the fellow moved into action, he himself ran to the occasion dressed up and joined his companions. He is now on the lookout for incoming comms, causing trouble, detecting intruders, and so on.

"Oh..."

"Yes, guide one person"

It was alone that she was unhappy, and that would also have been placed relatively close to the entrance. What is more, was it a woman? Rabbits and horns, nuns are strangled from behind by black hoods that appear without sound. It was a sudden event but I didn't even have time to scream. It is tightened with exquisite force application and subtraction of whether breathing can be critical or not.

"You're in luck! He's got a comms machine, too! Boulder me!"

In her darkening vision, this time a woman in military uniform making her bright red hair swallow is talking with pleasure. This one said there was no shadow, no shape, no sign until just now.

"It's good to have Serra with you. I think I would have had to hunt some later. I was wondering if you could share some of that luck."

"Even Ange is not happy enough. I often say that greed destroys you. Still, it's Kelvin I'm asking for!

Two people interested in public discourse by leaving themselves to travel to and from the frontiers of life and death. But the nun was wary that many disturbing words had also been worked out in that conversation. I'm hunting. I'm not hunting. But there's a line of names for Reapers and Empress.

"... Huh!

Strengthen your belly and try to make a voiceless noise somehow. To inform my people of this anomaly.

Speaking of which, we were in a hurry, too.

The red-haired woman takes the comms. Is it unusual, a woman looks intrigued by a telecom?

"I'm sorry it hurts, huh? We need to ask you something. Will you let me hear it? You'll let me hear it, won't you? It's no use trying to shout, is it? 'Cause breathing moves give you a pretty good idea."

The voice color of the black hood was gentle, but the unspoken intimidation was painfully felt from the words. The force applied to the neck immediately after is slightly loosened. Does this mean we should talk? But what? - No, I serve the true God. I can't imitate that. The nun prepares and opens her mouth. At least to reward you with one arrow.

"... like a reaper, to hell -"

- Gigigi.

The dialogue I tried to emit was stopped along the way. My neck is strangled.

"What do you say?"

"Yeah, okay. I think I should have heard your voice."

Consciousness is distant. Going away.

"Oh, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I'll check on my own."

The red-haired woman's fingertips stained red, she looked. That was the last landscape, confirmed by the nuns in their own consciousness.

"Oh, uh... what do you think? Are you sure it's this guy's voice?

Blackhood, Toto Ange changed her vocal qualities and spoke in two voices with a nun.

"Perfect, perfect! Ange, that's a lot of work!

"There's no such thing as an assassin or unnecessary skill. Besides, if you're not a man, if you practice without skills, you can handle it.... Now, it's nothing. You should have manipulated it with Serra's" blood stain "even if I didn't imitate it, right?

"Mm-hmm, that's..."

Serra turns to the nun whose forehead is dyed with blood and quickly-bends her index finger. Then the nun stood up slowly...

"Dear Serra, what an order!

Biscuit the salute not from the nuns and wait in an upright immovable position. I'm going to mistake you for which military man you are.

"There's a personal difference, but basically this happens for some reason... it's useful to pull out information, but you're not good at making them act because they don't look like their original personality"

"Eh! Isn't that what Serra ordered?

"No, I'm not. Well, I feel a little better."

"Oh yeah..."

Unconsciously, he seems to set it that way for his taste. Incidentally, this phenomenon manifests itself so prominently that there is a difference in strength between the subject and Serra.

"Then first give me the information you know about Elealis, the Apostle of God and the Opposition! Ange, as planned, please anticipate the time frame!

"Rikai. From time to time, the information that Sella pulled out will be shared with the distribution network. And then I was wondering if you could ask me from the way I used this comm machine at first?

Ange got the comms taken from the nuns from Serra and attached them to her ears.