Black Summoner

Lesson 347: Remaining Shadows

- Demon Capital Grelbarerca/Demon King's Castle Throne

Under the red night sky, the castle of the demon king is stained in pitch black. It was once the land of the showdown fought by the brave Serge and the demon king Gustav, and it was the place where those who stood at the top of the land of Nara (Abyslan) sat.

As you can see from the current state of the Devil's Capital, after a battle of destiny, Grelbarelka's loyalists, the people, left the center of hell and scattered all over the underground. But I didn't let anything devote my love to this country. Because as a characteristic of the land of Nara (Avisland), the environment could have changed dramatically had the king who ruled the land been defeated. If this land, inhabited by various races, is transformed into a separate land, some races will be tough to survive. Not to mention those who defeat the Demon King are brave men. I don't know what kind of environmental change it will make. I had that history, and it didn't take that long for the demon figure to disappear from Grelbarerca.

But even after the demons' immigration was done, there was never any sign that Grelbarelka would make a difference. A new territory, originally gradually and gradually reborn from the perimeter of the subject, will only remain before leaving the land. But this was logical. No change. That, too, was supposed to be the purpose of Serge, the next ruler, only to crusade the Demon King and not the domination of the land of Nara (Abyss Land). Having finished his role, Serge had finally returned to his former world and had already left hell. Tossed by a new ruler, Grelbarelka was miraculously preserved, leaving behind the influence of Gustav, the former ruler, in colour.

The conflict between the demons, which has since begun anew, has taken the vast land of Grelbarerca one after the other, leaving now only the last territory of the capital. Initially, the Demon Capital, where Gustav's Demon King Castle could be found, was also thought to be in the hands of someone at the right time. Everyone thought that the Devil's Capital, which had lost its guardian, could easily fit into their hands, just as the rest of the territory did.

- but overturned that prediction and the Devil's Capital never fell. No army invasion will be defeated and not even inside the walls will allow one rat to enter. All those who survived by chance and returned to their country say this.

"The demon king's ghost is out"

It was only at the beginning that the kings of the demons of the nations laughed their stories with their noses, and formed the next army to turn again to the Devil's Capital. But the results are the same over and over again. The same was true of the reports received. Funny stories gradually start to come true, and when you know that not only your own country, but other countries, are in a similar situation, there will be no more countries to lay hands on. There are no formal arrangements, but as an implicit understanding, there is no longer anyone who talks about invading the land of Grelbarerca. A small, undefeated country, a place where the Devil King's resentment dwells, a cursed and demonic capital - a grel barrelka so constantly rumored in the shadows, but no one was actually able to reach the inside of the Brave Devil's Capital in an attempt to discern the truth, all in darkness.

"... whoa"

Except for this red-haired girl, who lays on the couch looking at the Demon King's throne during the gaze, and spills her absences. I'm not sure if I was taking a nap between bundles because the sky weather is at night, but apparently the girl was asleep.

"- Convict, I have a matter I'd like to notify you."

A man's voice leaks from the white key he kept beside him. The girl carelessly glanced at the key. "Sacred Key" is working.

"Che. What, creator? Did you even develop it in the Golem again?

'No. But it's a good idea. It's about the golem. "

The man of the key to breathe heavily, the Creator utters words.

"Cardinal Rage, a golem for interception that had been installed around the Devil's Capital, one of the 358 aircraft was destroyed. Though there has been a surge in mass production, there are limited possibilities to destroy the array '

"... so?

'That's a pretty good attitude. The golems I arranged around the corner so you could focus on the mission. The defense of the Devil's Capital, which reduced its territory, would break bones to destroy the Devils without even exposing them alone, wouldn't it?

"Nothing."

'... Fair enough. Looks like they're coming from the transfer gate on your side, Purgatory Flame Mouth. Oh, should I say her?'

"I know."

"What?"

"So I knew it all along. And the creator knows that my sensing skills are second only to those of an assassin, right? I know this is my area, and the intruder, of course, is a golem activated from standby mode. With the black robe because of the signs...... ch, did the other one erase the signs? This is the assassin, absolutely."

After stroking a redhead bound to a side pony, the culprit, Belle Baal, jumps off the throne. It was done from a lot of clutter, but the footsteps were surprisingly quiet when landing on the floor.

"It's like a reconnaissance, anyway. I'm not talking about what I'm gonna do unless I'm in the Devil's City."

'I hope so. Hate This still keeps me busy. I can't go for backup if I have to. Instead of what, treat Cardinal Reggie well.'

"Busy, strange research anyway, isn't it? I don't expect it from the beginning. That's all you really are. If you keep pulling, you'll lose your legs one day."

"Oh, you can't argue with that."

Even if you want to slap a light mouth, it's not something that would have been interesting if the other person's reaction had been scarce. If you're talking about an assassin, well, that's what you can hear there, but this guy really doesn't get stuck because he doesn't show something called emotional ups and downs. Bell was in the mood to stop calling early.

"I'm not neglecting my emotions like this."

"... are you peeking at me? I'm gonna kill you, okay?

"Steal the guilty man's eyes, huh? That would be a misunderstanding and extremely difficult. It's better to use a little psychology without wasting any effort. Yeah, because love and fraternity sometimes show amazing power, you should also keep in mind the culprits. You'll make unexpected mistakes like me."

Is it meant to be advice, the Creator speaks pale words? Honestly, it just doesn't matter to Bell.

"You don't have time to waste, do you? I'll hang up. I've got work to do now."

"Is this about the example? As far as I'm concerned, I don't know what the deputy thinks. I don't need to do anything like that anymore, but I need a precious sample of you. '

"Ugh! I just follow my agent's orders. I'm sure you do!

'Oh, I did. Yes, it was. Then let's say we do our best to the Lord for each other's wishes.'

One last word of that. The voice disappears from the Holy Key. Having lost sight of the emotional drop, Bell dares not kick into the Holy Key (Seiken). Flying sharply to the opposite side between the sights, the Holy Key was stunningly pierced against the wall.