Black Summoner

- Delamis Palace.

Morning a little later than usual. We were supposed to have breakfast on the top floor of Palazzo Delamis with Pope Philippe and Colette. From that standpoint, the Pope said he rarely dines with anyone, and he was looking forward to dining with us knowing what was going on. In fact, he said that he had never even shown up to the knives yet. But somewhat late when it comes to breakfast time. You took into account yesterday's fatigue?... All I'm saying is I'm tired of fighting in the dungeon! Don't get me wrong!

"Yeah, yeah, it's fun to eat in large numbers after all! What do you say, lively at the table?

"It is in front of the Pope, Merle. We need to be rude."

You know, Colette did something that wasn't rude to me, but was it my fault? At a level where I can't pull back anymore. My stomach hurts in the morning. Besides, why is the Pope the seat in front of me... if I don't keep my 'gall power' skills fully open, I'm absolutely confident I'll be on my face. What comes back to mind is last night's battle. Before Kerakera and the pope, who makes the boy's smile shine with pleasure, my heart, with common sense, is a mess. Masks. Masks on, me! Poker face!

"Dining in the palace is pretty B, too. Effil, what about these recipes?

"Rest assured. Already mastered."

And I don't think you have to worry about Mel there because he's obsessed with breakfast.

"The title of pope is quite cumbersome, too. We only had collets and rhinos to eat with. Even that collet isn't always in Delamis. Because I look like this, I'll leave it up to Colette to socialize in other countries, right? One meal is boring. Come on."

"Surely it's better to surround the table with someone, because the meal feels delicious too. Oh, and if so, what about the resurrected ancient braves? They were from the same party, weren't they?

Though it didn't seem to have been solved from Melfina's icing yet. You had two ice cubes in the sunny courtyard. With the Guardian of the Holy Knight. The people who work in the palace saw it with strange eyes.

"Ragat and Solondir? Um, what do you say? Ragat is silent, and Solondir only talks about women... you see, common sense people at our party are about rhinos with me, right?

"Ha ha..."

The way I put it, Serge, who was a brave man, also becomes insane.

"Kelvin, by the way. Looks like he wasn't in his room yesterday, but where have you been?

"Oh, yeah! Corner, I was going to show you the hood that Effil-chan had me re-knit!

- Finally! Even in the cathedral, Colette had developed a secret witch trick that kept us out of sight. I can't help but wonder if Serra and Ange, who are good at perception, will not be able to do so tomorrow. I'll make eye contact with Colette for a moment and make sure things go as they were at the meeting.

Melfina... no. I'm obsessed with roasted ducks. I didn't expect you to let the goddess fall early in the morning with a full serving of voluptuous dishes...... you pope, I'm not insulted! I have no choice, let's throw away Melfina. On the contrary, you wouldn't say bad things if you were in that state. I'm mainly busy carrying food to my mouth.

"No, that's it. I was in Colette's room last night, but Colette couldn't get me to sleep."

""... Huh?

The busy dining table air changes. I wonder if it feels like the pungent heavy pressure fills up the room. If you're in battle, I'd love to. I'm in the mood to not do this right now.

"Hih!?

A servant who was serving gets his butt cake on while bluing his face. I can't seem to move a single fingertip out of fear. But I can't blame you for that. She is probably also an awesome asset serving as the Pope's escort, but the opponent is the heavy pressure unleashed by the Empress and the Assassin. Tolerance is more impossible. It would be as much as Mel's appetite to stay the same on this occasion. You really don't work.

Now, as to why I bothered to make a statement about going to the dead end. If I put it up normally, I'd feel like an excuse for what I said. I just lied here, maybe I'll find out later (I have a feeling). It's not like there's some kind of bargaining technique that I can tell you well. Then I dare you to push yourself here that you were with Colette last night, and on top of that, have her covered up with Colette's bargaining skills!

"Uh, hey, hey, king? What are we gonna do with this air? You don't know, do you? You can't fathom a boulder, can you?

I don't even want to know. but this is an inevitable trial path. Fortunately, Colette doesn't want me or Mel to get hurt. They cooperate to the fullest.

"Yes, it was a brief reunion between my beloved Mel and Kelvin, so he followed me around and talked a lot."

"Oh, was Mel with you?

"Huh (yes)?

"Uh, I was. I thought it was weird. Embarrassing......"

"Ugh. This is the one, you've done something confusing. But I am a faithful follower of Merle. I'm sorry, but we're here to support you, Mel."

Good. The dining table returned to its original soothing atmosphere. I'm really glad it was done with enough damage to get a crack in the windowsill.

"Oh well. Too bad... man, I thought Colette had a fate."

What do you propose, Pope?

"Pope, don't joke with a serious face. I'm a believer in Mel and Kelvin, and that's all I need."

"I'm not kidding. As a parent, I don't want you to get married politically. Look, don't you think it's really fateful, dramatic, exhilarating to like the same person as your beloved Mel?

That's a common development at noon drag. That's a development to see the sea of blood.

……… ... That's not true!

Hey, a little bit right now. Didn't you think that was an ant, too? And so on and so on and so on, I grabbed the hem of my clothes that the next lion was hard to come by.

'It's okay, I'm in Kerr. Whatever it takes, I'll be on your side!

"Lion......!

Oh, healing to Lion's smile. I feel my rattled heart getting repaired......! It also soothes Stra who just floats a question mark overhead from earlier......!

For once, I wonder if this has become a deceitful form for Serra, Ange and the Pope. Just don't affirm it, you're not lying. Yeah. But hey, I still have one problem. If that's what it is, it's Effil who's still looking sad at me.

From time to time, Effil, who serves as my exclusive maid, can guess everything from physical fitness to mood just by looking at me. That means it's clogged and you'll even know what time you slept at the stage you saw me in the morning and how much energy you drained. - Only Effil cannot be deluded in the words of a small hand. Effil will never go out on retaliatory means. but after knowing everything, it's in your heart, and you just make it seem sad. I guess I'm sadder to be hiding that than the act itself. That works best for me in a way.

"Effil, can I have a word with you later?

'... Yes'

Let's not just cover it up in Effil, let's talk about everything. Let's get grounded too. I don't know if you'll convince me, but let's be prepared to take the bombing on this body. Ecstasy, no way.

I beg your pardon.

Just then, Cardinal Cy came into the room.

"Is that Rhino breakfast coming up? Or do you notice any signs that I'm safe or not?"

"No, I have a report for the Pope."

Cardinal Cy denies it all the time that it's not. We are the ones who created the cause of the killing, but the Pope is very disappointed. And a rhinoceros Cardinal who hears something of such a pope.

"Heh? Sylvia, the S-class adventurer, is asking me to use the transfer gate? Of that" Ice Princess "?

Pope, information leaks from your mouth in vain and makes no sense to ear punch. Probably on purpose.