Black Summoner

The sky is dark and the light of the red stained moon pours spookily like a tear of blood. Flames swirl. Burn and successively contagious the stacked wreckage so as to become familiar with the crumbling debris.

(- Why... why, to this sort of thing...)

In the middle of hell, the girl squeaks. His hands were dripping red and red blood, and from his eyes were tears of large grains. And hold it in your chest is the figure of the man who stopped moving the earliest. The multiple carved wounds were deep, all of which were considered fatal. The girl puts her lips on the man's forehead and prays. God or the devil is the destination of the offering, that didn't matter. If I can help this man, I can do anything.

(- Haha, no. Even if I do this, I still can't. What does it mean to pray?

Eventually out of the girl's mouth was a dry laugh. Even while I pray, the blood that runs out of a man never stops. The girl who is in direct contact understands that the source of life moves away step by step.

(- This guy, he can't help anymore. But that's allowed?

Look up at the girl in heaven and reach out. The action of grasping the red moon is full of romance, but in this case it was different. The girl's beautiful face was insane or madly stained with death.

(- I don't want to regret it anymore. I am, I am -)

A fist clenched against the moon is gripped vigorously. As I gather my hatred, so I consolidate my resolve. My nails are eaten up and my blood is washed with blood.

(- I do not tolerate God, this world. Never......!

On the back of the cursing girl, black wings were spread as if they had wrapped darkness around her.

- Delamis Palace/Colette's Bedroom

"... again, this dream"

I see unfamiliar ceilings and move my unawakened head. A peek into the window revealed that the darkness was still deep and that it was a late hour. If you put your hands on your face without meaning, your hand sweats are supposed to be terrible. No, not just your hands, but your whole body.

I feel like I've had a lot of puzzling dreams lately. The contents of my dreams are blurred and only vaguely on my mind. Girl nestled in a wild flame. And a bloody man held by a girl. My face... No. I can't recall. It's like forgetting it in time if it's normal, but it's hooked to my heart if I'm shown this again and again. Besides, the dream itself feels gradually clearer and the scene is longer. Hmmm......

"Munya......"

Turning next door, the half-naked Melfina is resting on a sleeping face that looks really nice. Oh, you did. I did it. I've done it... I've often said not to stand in regret, but in my case, seriously, it won't go out of style because of the imminent danger of death. Mostly with Serra, Serra or Serra. What about Ange? I also feel awkward when I make the wrong choice.

No, there's nothing wrong with Melfina. It's like Ephil and Serra are tattooing me. He's proposing from me. The problem is not. Not that way. How easy it would have been to feel if only Melfina (...).

"Shh... Shh..."

On the other side of Mel, clogged. If you look at my other side, Colette, number two of Delamis, a witch, Pope Philip's beloved daughter, rested quietly with a witch bathed in trust from the Lynne.... half-naked.

"... Isn't this awkward on a boulder? Wouldn't that be a level of development into an international problem if we were bad?

We eventually moved to Colette's room in the name of just talking. Now I think it should have taken me a long time to doubt everything from the beginning. I handed Melfina the "Goddess Ring" because I would adjust my gear, but it's odd to cut that story out at that time. They told me, but I handed it to him as he told me. He was upset about everything, too.

And in a flowing motion, Colette poured the water in the room into the glass. You must be tired after the ritual. At least moisten your throat. Say something like that. There's nothing like ice in the bottle, but it's cold in the kink. I drank it without question. That's all I ever trusted in Colette. There was a time, but damn it, why am I always out of somewhere.

"I didn't know it was ecstasy water..."

Yes, there was a super powerful ecstasy in the water that Colette prepared. I checked with the appraisal eye and it was made by Colette. This fanatic really doesn't do anything for Mel because he ignores ethics. I lost my state abnormality tolerance due to the ring, I guess that... if I were to make an excuse, I'd be confident that the guy I didn't even like would have put up with it. But beside me is my beloved Mel and my always dedicated collet. I couldn't stop it on my own. Reason is completely broken. Memories are blurred along the way, but the two faces of the moment you mouth the water are unlikely to be forgotten.

So, what do you mean, the goddess and the Virgin use ecstasy? Usually this far to try to fall in? I can't judge Melfina because she's a prosthetic body, but it would have been a complete first when it came to Colette. As a witch, as a Virgin. Is that all right? I want you to speak up and tell me to take care of myself more!

...... yeah. If I was foolish in my heart, I was somewhat refreshed. No, I know. I guess there's no letter of regret in Colette. It's distorted, but it's a favor. I have a lot of trouble with the way I'm going to treat you.

"But this sweat, I thought it was because of my dreams, because I fell asleep like that"

Colette's bed is big enough to afford a lot of sleep for three. Amateurs can see that it is good to the touch and expensive. It's just that sheets are terrible with sweat. Yes, this is sweat. It's sweat!

"What are you doing like this, at least clean with fresh wind -"

"Shh... it's outrageous to get rid of it... Shh..."

"... Colette, are you awake?

"Su......"

He's asleep. He's unconsciously saying something. Is that it? You don't wash your idols and shaken hands, or something like that?

"Hehe, you..."

- Paci!

Receive a backknuckle released from Mel, who has a superb sleep phase. Sleeping voices are sweet, but the handiwork is harsh. Hehe, I'm not tired of being next to Mel.

"No..."

"... Are you even dreaming about food again?"

"It's okay... it's still okay... it's still okay..."

Yeah? Hazard detection skills reacted?... Ha!

"This is... a sign that I will eat a hell of a lot tomorrow morning!?

"Hehe..."

Hmm, I'm worried about Delamis' food storage. He seemed pretty worn out by Serge opponents today, and the possibility of that recoil coming tomorrow is immense. If I have to, I might need to serve a large monster of emergency food for Mel, which is in Krotto's storage. This guy's been working on his dietary skills lately, so I'm even more worried.

"Huh... if you're worried weird, I'm getting sleepy too... go to sleep"

Throw yourself in bed like that. I don't know what's going to go wrong tomorrow anyway. Then I want sleep to make sure it's all right. So let's go to sleep. Yeah, we'll figure something out. This surprise is too shocking to wake up.

Rest your tired body and head for a half-throat, etc. This is how the dream thing disappeared beautifully from my head.