Black Summoner

- Catacombs of the English Spirit - 8th Floor

Two figures whose claws and coffin lids fall to the ground and are out of their coffins. Those in the right coffin toward Melfina are characterised by ears, and it can be seen at a glance that their species is elves. The man wearing the ethnic costume was rarely old in appearance as an elf, and that was also a testament to his long life. However, his appearance was very neat and he felt even the white beard around his mouth was sprinkled.

And the one on the left coffin who rises so as to be a pair. He wears a pale knight armor and possesses a shield with some crest engraved on it. It's a different piece of equipment than the one from the Holy Knights of Delamis. But its face is tough and brave in itself, and it can be assumed that it does not lose at the height of its aspirations. And the flesh under the armor itself was not forged, and it embodied the ideal knight that the people of the nations thought.

"Mm, what is this place?

"... Solondir"

"Oh no! That's a nostalgic face, Ragat. It's a strange fate to see you again."

"... where are we?

It wasn't long before they got up, and they said hello to each other. But apparently they still don't understand the situation in which they were placed, and they look around frequently.

"Princess, what about them?

Likewise the illegible Gerrard of the situation asked Melfina in a reading.

"These are the ones who were among the brave Serge. Solondeer in" Silver Bow "and Ragat Titan in" Old Silent ". They're all leaving the world after they crusade against Gustav the Demon King and the brave return. '

"I'm sorry to tell you this so abruptly, but there's a dead man in front of me..."

'You remember hearing about that dialogue earlier. But I'm not a dead man. Inexplicably, they live indisputably. It's called a monster in this hierarchy, and you can see there's something behind it.'

There is no means of resurrecting the dead, and it is impossible, even with S-grade white magic. That's the general perception. There is a means of 'reincarnation' which God treats during and as an exception, but realistically it is unthinkable. Even Iris, supposedly limited to use, cannot operate like this.

"I see. An ancient brave man, huh? The words of Cardinal Marcel earlier, I don't think you're wrong."

"Will I contact you for once?"

"Is it to the king?

"Yes."

Melfina gathers the information and sends a reading to Kelvin, who would be attacking the middle class by now. Immediately afterwards, the reply came back to me.

"I'm going now! I'll be right there! So leave my share!

- For a combat mad reaper, the great braves of the past seem only to be good enemies, too. Ten or eighty-nine, you'll come aboard these eight layers at a hell of a tactical speed.

'Yes, yes... I get it. As such.'

"Princess, what did the king say?

Gerrard asks Melfina after her conversation with Kelvin. Whatever the prediction is, it's just in case.

"My voice is beautiful and sweet today, he wants to see me soon...... (Poof)"

But the answer returned was an unexpected response. Gérard trumpetes Melfina, who shows a bare gesture that can be twisted and lit. That king took more love than battle!? … and.

'No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Without it, I wave my shield-helded hand wildly and deny it.

'I don't think you're going to be punished for pretending a little bit to be deceived... No, do you say time and in some cases, that you still value me just as much...'

"Stop, stop! More than that, I can bring my stomach."

By the way, as usual, readings at high speeds take place during the moment. From the other person, it suddenly illuminates, and I think it is a depressing, moji-moji and interesting hundred-handed substitute, but I don't even understand that because it is too fast. Now, the ancient brave man there is not an ordinary man.

"What a beautiful young lady this is. What do you say? You want some tea with me?

What a high level of action the "Silver Bow" solondir took: a numb based on understanding all of those acts. You may wonder what's in the middle of the dungeon, but he doesn't know it's in the dungeon, so he can't help it. Give me about a hundred steps.

"I refuse"

"Gahoo!"

Solondeer, completely defeated, rejected by Melfina with no worries.

"... good old and still doing that"

"If there is a beautiful woman or a beautiful girl, I will dictate. That's the courtesy of gentlemen."

"... what about Serge?

"Love in front of you more than love far away! But if Serge is in front of me, I'll take Serge!

"... ugh"

"Hey, what the heck! This rhinoceros and his kind of lumps! The way a man is in the first place..."

Gabarily stand up, hot valve. Outreach Looks fine.

"Shall we play around that too? Do you understand the situation?

"It's pretty tough. I want one of the kisses because I'm awake. Hey, Ragat?

………

……

Ragat in pale armor shuts up and takes his gaze off. Especially with Melfina. I don't try to gaze at her for some reason.

"Oh, as usual, couldn't you have had a conversation with the first woman you met? Lady, why don't you enjoy your conversation with me instead?"

"Gerard, it's important. This man, he can't speak."

"Princess, let's see the reality."

"Princess! What princess is that? Give me the details!

"Why don't you shut the hell up for once?"

unexpected. I can't talk about it. The percentage of Melfina who just wants to get things done is growing.

"At this time. I can't help it...... What do you see behind your back?

"Behind you?

Behind Solondir and Ragat, there is the Cardinal Marcel, who punched a pile in the heart. From the pile was overflowing with deep red blood, creating an amount of blood buildup that would have already exceeded the lethal amount. However, the body had changed to a variant. Old, weak old bones swell many times to become white flexion bodies, with sharp sword-like scales growing in their arms. The mouth is lined with noisy fangs, which are that of the carnivore, and the eyes are insane. Marcel could no longer be dismissed as a complete monster. However, contrary to the vicious appearance, the monster seems to be quietly watching what happens, and there is no sign of movement from there.

"... I wonder what you can see about this poor girl? She has beautiful dark hair and looks like Serge's childhood."

…… ... it looks like a motherly serge to me. "

Nor were there lights in the eyes of the two who looked back to describe their sanity.

"... Gerrard"

"I get it."

We only communicated our intentions in a mindset, and later we didn't need to talk about anything. The ancient brave man sees illusions. Perhaps in the way that person prefers most. Don't antagonize with Marcel, who turned it into a monster.

"Dude, are you going to put your sword on this darling girl!? This is insane!

"... no, I can't forgive you"

And let Melfina and Gerrard turn their wars.

"Damn, if you look closely, isn't it like that black knight, the Demon King! I want to be fooled!

"... If you're a girl, you don't know what you're good at"

"Careful, Ragat. I've seen it somewhere before. I thought that incredible move was due to the 'summoning' mindset. I've seen a Delamis witch move like that once in a while!

"... I don't know"

"Because you don't try to see! I've been watching it all four or six hours, so I know!

………

The situation is unanimous and serial, but it didn't get very tight.