Black Summoner

- The Tower of Trials

"Nng, is this...?

Awakening from a long and short fine sleep, Victor lying on the cooking floor wakes up. When the days arose and looked around the painful body, it was back to normal during the trials that should have collapsed.

"Oh, did you notice that?"

Turning his gaze ahead of his voice, there was Kelvin sitting on a couch that looked comfortable. The cooking area has been repaired, but the tables and chairs have been crushed by Kelvin's heavy wind pressure (air pressure), leaving only the wreckage. This couch was probably brought in personally.

"Are you... are you? You lost, I am."

"There was also a feeling that awkwardness had helped me not adapt to evolution. That was a good fight. My wife, the high-ranking magic III (triple), had a hard time with the boulders too."

"Khufu, it looks like you can still afford it for that. Besides, weren't you still hiding some means?

"Come on, I don't know. If you're curious, let's go to another fight? Want to go?"

Kelvin instantly invites his expression to the next battle. I said it twice because it's an important invitation.

"You just got used to dealing with unique skills. I think we can have a better fight next time."

"I won't take it personally. Your trials are still going on, and I'm a little tired."

"Does it still hurt anywhere? For once, I intend to fully heal the wounds I caused in the battle. Or is it Clive's curse? Looks like he's stuck with the meat for a long time. I don't think there will be any sequelae left, but it took me a long time to decurse..."

Kelvin pulls the Foolish Sacred Sword out of his sheath and looks at Clive's fullness with no heart or increasing shine. You seem to have paid for your own white magic, and there are no more remnants of the damage done in battle. And the curse, the sequelae, the feel of the meat. Is it because of the line of words? It feels very, but not like a holy sword.

But in contrast to such ominous words, Victor's condition was rather good. The cheek wounds received during the battle are fully healed, and I can't even see the fatal wounds or scars from the last blow I decided to fight. Checking the state with the status did not line up the letters curse.

"Uh... I'm not sure about that story, but it's not bad in itself. It's just fatigue. Yes, shall I call it a comforting feeling of fatigue? I feel so bad about my chest from the bottom of my heart."

"Well, that's too bad."

"It's good there, isn't it?

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. But I'm sorry..."

"... you haven't really changed. You go around and you impress me the other way around."

Kelvin dripping on the couch is slightly overreacting. Half of it would be an act to tell you it's a joke, but the other half can be serious, so I have trouble ending it.

"Sa, my trial is finally over. If it's too late, Master Gustav will be angry, and I was wondering if you'd like to head to the next trial."

"He said don't worry, we're already leaving. Kroto."

The sofa disappeared into her sleeve as she stood up Kelvin put her hands around her. With that in mind, Kelvin makes his way to the stairs.

"Uh, I was. Victor."

As if I remembered something, Kelvin stopped a couple of steps up the stairs, turning only his face.

"After that, Serra resented you enough to cry. So don't die anymore. Because I'll cry again."

"... I got it"

That's all I'm saying, Kelvin just exits the room from between the bad eats. The remaining demons kept looking up at the ceiling for a while.

Trial of the garden. The garden was blooming with red roses at the end of the room, when the entrance door was opened. The place where Schwarzschtire was forming was also a garden, but this is a truly stunning garden dominated by bright colors. Even from a human sensibility, it can be described as a scenery that I accidentally fall in love with. I don't see any ceilings and the blue sky is wide as far as I can see. For a moment I was going to be under the illusion that this was the top of the tower, but if I looked closely, there was a solid spiral staircase in the back, and I could deduce from that that that this was still inside the tower.

"So, I knew it was you next"

"Yeah, it's me. Applause first. Well done. You've come this far."

To applaud the patsy and blessing is the devil in the deacon's clothes with glasses. Sevasdel, led by the Devil Four Heavens King and in charge of corrections. The eyes behind the glasses cannot be read well due to the reflection of light, but the spine is stretched straight and Kelvin is greeted in a glowing manner.

"I'd say it's a good idea. Looks like the fierce poison and power trials were out there, and I'm practically the only one fighting Victor, right?

"This is, again, humility. Weren't Reinhardt and Begalzeld, lords of one and two layers, defeated by Master Kelvin's companions? Multilaterally attack and disperse soldiers. Furthermore, what kind of collaboration would destroy the demon Four Heavens before placing them in the Tower of Trials? As a keeper of soldiers, I know it is a great measure and power."

"Oh well."

Naturally, I'm not after that. If I knew beforehand - I would just regret it.

"... has Victor come back to life as well? Only he couldn't find Lady Bell, either, and he seemed to be looking for a place to go. I see you were on the ground."

"Oh, he said he was looking for Serra"

"Serra, do you have a lady? He was with Lady Sella."

Sebastiel pushes up her glasses with her index finger.

"Again, let me introduce myself. My name is Sebastian Dell. He was primarily responsible for correctional instruction, but also for other things, Miss Bell's butler. At the same time, if Victor is Lady Sella's martial arts master, let me say that I am Lady Bell's master. Especially when it comes to fisting and kicking."

"Right."

Kelvin nods.

"Even when it comes to teaching martial arts in a bias, that path is a long way off. Victor looks so far from that human that he seemed to be able to accompany Lady Serra relatively early, but I struggled...... I really struggled! Gustav never allowed me to be in the room with the ladies because I didn't like their well-eyed faces, and I had no choice but to start with guidance through my subordinate's maids, and after a few years I was allowed to approach the outside by a radius of 10 meters, and then after a few more years I went to direct martial arts instruction, which is what Gustav broke my glasses once every three days."

"Yeah?... Ugh, yeah"

I also think the story is slightly off course, but Kelvin nods.

"Body touch is strictly forbidden, however. If I were to, I would have been sentenced to death. I didn't know a few moves I had given Miss Bell during such impossible challenges, and there were times when I was about to be frustrated. Still, I guess it was because of Lady Bell's concern to keep the butler going. I tend to get a cold impression compared to Lady Sella, but Lady Bell is really a kind person. Deacon, I guess I should be forbidden to have such feelings, but there were times when I seemed like a real daughter...!

"Oh, really? Yeah."

Kelvin in a rush for sudden whites. Still managed to nod.

"That's why... we can't forgive Master Kelvin for scolding Miss Bell. This is what Lady Bell said to Lady Gustav and me. Kelvin took something important from me, he said. The Colored Devil wants you dead."

"Wait, that's crazy!

Nor can Kelvin the boulder snort and deny it is a mistake. but the back of Sebastian Dell's glasses were filled with anger.