Black Summoner

- Doctoria Castle.

Doctoria's ancestors have come to grow uniquely to adapt to the harsh environment that is flowing out of infinite poisonous sand. Born to be resistant to poisons, it has the power to withstand poisons in small amounts. More than in ancient times his clan was treasured as a poison looker and pharmacist, with certain achievements. It was from an earlier king that such Doctoria began to focus on the military.

"Step into the land of contraindications and aim to the ground. If we do, wealth, happiness, will await us."

As if a revelation had been given by God, the king at that time said away. The subordinates were anxious about the words. However, the situation of war that persisted in the underground world for a long time, and the likelihood of countries adjacent to the desert and lacking resources, was one in which armaments had to be strengthened in response. If we were to consider it only as one option for the future - it was passive, but then the subordinates began to strengthen armaments with such an idea.

At the same time, the previous king ordered an investigation into the infinite poisonous sand that would lead to the earth. We tried to secure a safe route to send more soldiers to the ground. No matter how his clan is resistant to poison, the fierce poison seeping out of the desert of hell is only clearly harmful. If you keep bathing for a long time, it will surely lead to death. Besides, roaming the desert was a terrible monster who lived to feed on the fierce poison. Resistance to poison, local power, everything is contaminated with chemicals. If you're dealing with them, they're not very good, but you can't possibly get to the ground. That's why the route is established. Immediately investigate the thickness of the poison and find a relatively non-poisonous path. A distracting and authentic task in a vast poisonous desert that undergoes dozens of changes. The investigation lasted until the king changed, and only recently did he discover his way to the transfer gate.

- Time goes back from when Kelvin heads into the alley and moves to the castle of the Kingdom of Doctoria.

"Are you sure? I sent half the army on an expedition."

It was the purple giant that reacted to his subordinate voice. The serpent's lower body crawls through the floor like a lamia. The main upper body looked like a beautiful woman, not a fierce cow. Minotaur, with the feet of this serpent sitting on the throne, was the current king of Doctoria.

"It was the wish of my predecessors. Besides, now that Grelbarelka is in the midst of a debilitating truce with other countries, it is time to feed ourselves for the next battle. Perhaps next, every country will be a battle to avoid the land of Grelbarerca. There are ghosts out there who don't know who they are. Otherwise, the front will spread and supplies will be needed. There is no room for this country surrounded by warring nations to choose trade. That's why it's on the ground."

"... the previous king may have anticipated this situation."

"He was full of ambition and foresight. There are many countries where Demon King Gustav was founded after his death, and so is this Doctoria. Sooner or later there will be no future for this country if we do not push Doctoria to become even more powerful. As Gustav did earlier, taking the earth will make the rest a new demon king."

"Hehe, that little Master Gallia was splendid...... oops, looks like he got garbage in his eyes. Let me take my seat off for a little while."

"... staff, my grandfather. You should wash your eyes slowly."

When his subordinate, who was called Grandpa from the throne, left, only Gallia, the king, was in the large room. King Doctoria closes his eyes and thinks of the past.

"Harsher than when I was little, my grandfather, who should have been afraid of the rest, weeps? This expedition must succeed."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can't do that."

"- Huh!?

Gallia reacted much faster to the voice of a woman who suddenly came from behind her back. He reached for the great axe that stood beside the throne and tried to slash every throne and throw it away. Nonetheless, not long after the king uttered his voice, his mouth was bracketed with strings, and even his two-handed snake feet were restrained, representing that the opponent was faster than that, at an unusual level.

You're the king of this country, aren't you?

"............"

To speak, the mouth is closed with strings, so as to force and open, it does not extend to the woman's power of power, and for some reason there is no sense of legs. The king could only move his eyes. What seemed slightly out of sight was something like a black cat's ear. It is a being that brings healing if the situation is not a situation.

"Oh, I'm upset now. You're upset, aren't you? No, the security was too choosy, so I also thought you were a shadow fighter. Me, I haven't had any luck in a long time, so it's rare to hit one shot. And it's huge. Do you have three meters?

Raise the word of surprise but the tone is light. Gallia had naturally shed an unpleasant cold sweat on the voice of an awesome woman who just couldn't say.

"Ma, you can handle it. I guess."

By the time a woman casually said that, her whole body as well as her lower body had stopped trying to accept orders from her brain. When I often dropped my eyes on my body, I noticed that several small needles were stung in my skin. In particular, right after that, Gallia loses consciousness.

"Put it in the bag - take charge of this - and no one will find it -... oh, yeah. Can you afford it? But you'd better look a little tired."

With such a solitary ear.

- - Kingdom of Doctoria

"... you're a cow"

"A cow!

"He's a king."

Rude, Ange. But, you know, I was just being honest with you about what I thought. Hello cow face when I unwrap the bag that Ange was in charge of. Even when they say this is the king of this country, they say, "Ugh, yeah?" I can only react.

"Serra, didn't you say royalty is close to human form or something?

"Not all of it. I'm just talking from what I've studied."

"It's okay, Kelvin. Because minotaurs resemble human shapes, depending on the way you look at them.... my legs were snakes though"

It seems that the part hidden in the bag is not even a cow. I've stopped caring.

"Mm, uhh..."

"Whoa, you can't even talk with a string on your mouth.... Is that it? Ange, did you use any medication? My consciousness is subtly blurred..."

"Yeah, quite a few sleeping and paralyzing pills. I've heard stories about poison resistance, but it's hard to add or subtract."

"Pretty much so, you..."

Was that life instinct or something that freaked you out earlier? Or a cramp?

"It's okay, Kelvin, because I was hoping for your white magic!

It's all calculated! But that's what I'm talking about, Ange. Is it true? Is it true!? King of cows, are you all right?

"All Clear (Benediction Cure)"

"Hah!? This place...?

It was okay.

"That's why I said..."

"Kelvin is something a little natural! Ange, let's stick together!

"Right, Mr. Sella!

"The flow is strange, it's crazy. I mean, we're gonna talk serious."

"Okay!

"Yes."

Face the cow who is still baffled with only his face out of the bag, perhaps not reflecting, as a first to put aside.

"Hello, you're Galia Kudo, king of Doctoria, right? All of a sudden, I'm very sorry to see that in this way, but I have something to ask you today..."

Appreciate the Great Sickle of the Great Wind Demon Sickle (Boreas Death Size) manifested on Gallia's neck and make a smile.

"- The blame for invading the ground, you take it, right?