Black Summoner

- - Heart of the Evil God/Holy Grail Divine Area (Holy Charis)

"If you think of someone, it's not Ange. What's the matter with you? Lost?"

"Ugh! Sounds like you've been listening to the dialogue I just had... I'm ashamed you might be right, yes..."

The two of us met up perfectly in the aisle. Ange leans down a little uncomfortably as she fingers her pompous cheeks.

"Thank you. It seems that the power to inhibit my ability to perceive is working within this junction. The structure is unfamiliar, and it's different from when I was there."

"Oh, I thought it made sense that I wasn't feeling well either. But this is how we got to the same place as Ange, so I guess I got the right answer!

"You're confident. The way to stay..."

The two came running across from each other so that they could be front of each other. The rendezvous point is just where it hits the crossroads, and if you exclude the path the two of them have taken, there are two remaining paths. But Serra and Ange looked back toward the same road at the same time, as if they were keeping their backs together.

"I feel this way!

"Yeah, yeah, Ange agrees"

Serra finds answers to the right route by reinforcing her weakened sensing skills to the limit. After that it is run, run, run again.

"I can't really grasp the distance on this road. It rocks like a mirage, it's really hard to watch!

"Um, it must be the work of a proxy. I wasn't usually this visionary. Mr. Sella, can you run a little faster?

"Race? You're racing!? Hmm, how confident are you in speed, you're not gonna lose easily, are you? Once upon a time, I had a good race with Lyon and Melfina! Yeah, what did you bet on? I thought it was related to Kelvin..."

"Haha, if you really do it now, you're going to be in big trouble. Of course, this Angel will be scratching the winner!

"I told you, didn't I? Well, let's just say it's time to get serious!

Declaration of the start of the race. As Serra steps heavily into the floor, Ange lowers herself and prepares herself for the start dash. A slight tranquillity before the storm and a tingly proprietary atmosphere before the game dominate the venue. And there was that at the end of their gaze.

- "Don't run down the hallway. The hallway is quiet '. There's a sign that says so.

"Hey, hey! Oh my god!? Well, then, we can't race!

"Serra, are you serious?

Ange scratched at Serra, who opened her eyes to the letter on the sign. Serra is immoral.

"That's a despicable trap! Even here, if they point out manners, they'll hesitate! Above all, it hurts my conscience!

"Well, yeah, I can't even call it a trap... but having this sign could mean that the analyst, Riordo's room is close."

"What? Do you know that?

"Yeah. There's something pretty nervous about Riordo, and even the guild used to make these standing signs near his room. Because Berlin and Estoria hated the bickering and the noise made by the golem of the Creator, so maybe it's within this juncture."

"Well, is this about Ange?

"I'll kill the sound and run, so I'm sure it's about Belle. Yeah, I'm sure you do. It was blowing up in the wind!

"Hmm? Well, maybe it's a trap I took backwards, and now let's ignore it"

Two people who cross the sign, divide it from an emergency and keep running. Eventually, several doors reached the aisle lined left and right. The end of the aisle is long enough to distract me, and I can't see the end. All the sloppily lined doors were made the same, and I didn't see the difference.

"Wow... that would be an obvious trap, this"

"If you choose the wrong room, Dokan! What guy?"

"I don't know if it's going to explode, but you should step on it saying that some kind of trap is set up. But is this a challenge or something against me by my former assassin? All right, Mr. Sella, act cautiously because I'll make sure you get through with 'Unblockable' -"

'You're suspicious here!

- Gachari.

Serra hung her hand on the third door from in front of her and left it open. There was not a single stray in its actions and willingness to dwell in its eyes, nor was there enough time for Ange to stop. Ange forgot that Serra was an intuitive, moving sensationalist.

"Se, sela!? Careful, careful!

"Oh, looks like someone's room, huh?

"What?"

Sella's choice of room was correct. The reason why the Baal clan moves with a bias intuition, that is the scene that has been greatly demonstrated.

When Ange glanced inside the room, it did have a layout like someone's private room. A desk for work is placed in the back, and the file shelves are attached to the wall. And Ange looked familiar in this room.

"... this is the same room as Pards' guild commander's office. From desk to shelf, all in the same place"

"Do you mean Riordo's room? Hmm, I do remember seeing that!

"I guess... could you give me a minute? 'Cause I'm gonna go in first and check the trap."

If you're as nervous as Rio, it's no wonder you put the same furniture placement in the Guild Length Office that you spent a long time in. Or did you imitate this room and have an Alliance Leader's Office?

I don't care about that now.

Shake his head, Ange switches his mind. Step into the room with caution to see if there are any traps and walk slowly. Finished a crude check while transmitting and determined that there were no traps in the room. He says it's okay to come in, and invites Serra in.

"Well, I hope I found the Apostle's room, but it doesn't look like he's the one at the heart. What a shame!

"All of the apostles are never in Negijo, and they may be paying for it on some assignment. Shall I think of pinch as an opportunity? Maybe now that Riordo's gone, we can find some important information from this room."

"You looked for the treasure. Important info... if the guild and room structure are the same, why not the same place where you're putting something important?

"Serra, you're really sharp..."

The place where Riordo kept the documents and so on that were important. If Ange remembers correctly, that place is the second drawer from the top of the desk.

"I knew there was a key hole, just like the guild"

All of Rio's desk drawers were keyed. Of course, none of them are normal keys, and the drawer itself is as robust as a large vault. The two felt similar air in the sheath of the nitro.

"Sounds like it's compatible with Rio's Holy Key. It seems pretty difficult to unlock."

"Then break it?

"Yeah, it doesn't matter to me."

Ange inserts the transmitted right hand into the drawer from the front, materializing only the fingertips that have entered the interior. When touching what was hidden in the drawer, the transmission treatment is applied again with it.

"If you keep pulling it out - yes, it's taken."

"I always think, but its abilities are cunning!

"I don't know if you want Serra to tell me... so, it's the problem"

"What's that?

"That's a book. Did you even keep a diary on the ledger?

Two people putting books on the desk and turning them apart. Apparently, as Ange expected, it was like Riordo's diary. Ange is accustomed to working patterns, but Serra twitches at the disloyalty of peeking into someone else's diary. But the restlessness gradually turned into something else.

"" What's this... ""