Black Summoner

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

"Move... Move!

- Gashan!

It was Gerard who kicked through the steel door. And to refrain behind it is Effil with the demon bow (Penumbra) of the Fire God who lit a flaming flame on his arrow tip. The two people entering the ancient ginseng at the Sercius family were also merging where they wandered within the boundaries, like Serra and Ange.

But the way it was explored was blasting the opposite way, and if there was anything suspicious, it was taking very bold action, such as crushing and bombing it to make its own way.

"Hmm, looks like it's coming off here, too. It's not the end of the line."

"Then let's destroy the walls even further. If we succeed, there may be distortions in the bonds."

"Is that good?

"It's good. Our primary mission is to stay with your husband. Now that I can't get in touch with your husband, it's best to strike out of here. Come on, destroy the wall!

I'm usually a sober Effil, but when Kelvin gets involved, I feel like a runaway. Now was the right state of affairs. It is the grandson's troubled Gérard who listens to my grandson like that, because he was repeatedly destroyed as he was told until he came here.

(But I also feel like I can't get out of this place like this. I don't know what it's like to think of the king of Effil. But I don't know, it's time to think of another way...)

I start thinking about paying attention to Ephil, who unleashes a relentless series of bombings with Zugans guns, as well as Gérard the boulder. But then...

"Mr. Gérard, it looks like we're in a big space"

"... seriously?

- The road was open. Though I tend to forget, Effil has been given quite a bit of luck by 'Lucky Escape'. These pushes can also lead to elements that attract the right answers.

"Well, that's a pretty big space. Besides, the air has never been the same."

"Yes, until now it's been like a labyrinth that incorporates a lot of magic, but this place is really inorganic... let's just say it's filled with the smell of iron, oil and medicine"

As Gerard and Effil peered into it, the hole seemed to lead to the ceiling of the space. The space is dim, yet vast. Glass cases containing green liquid were arranged inside, and machines with unknown applications were cluttered. It is clearly a place that has diverged from the world so far.

"I don't think there's any mistake in the corner, in some important facility."

"Right. Let's break it."

"What?"

Gerard, I doubt your ears. How can you be a tough samurai, but at your age, your grandfather is also your grandfather. Speaking of which, I suspected my own ear first, not to think that I had gotten far lately.

"I'm sorry, Effil, but what now?

"Let's break it"

"Hey, hey, isn't that a quick count!?

"Blasting White (Explode) -"

Faster than Gerard stopped, Effil's arrows were shining white.

"- disrespectful intruder, may I ask you to behave with caution"

"" Huh!?

From beyond the darkness, something flew in with my voice. Effil and the others jumped out of the hole to evade it. Shortly afterwards, a major explosion winds up near the hole that was standing until just now. From the power and its direction across, the aftermath of the explosion is likely to reach the aisle. If I had gone backwards in the wrong direction, I might have suffered handache damage.

"So, intruder gentlemen. What can I do for you in my workshop?

"Are you..."

Out of the darkness, a man appears with his white coat woven. On one hand he carried a heterogeneous sword with a cylinder attached to the blade, and from the tip of that cylinder there was a thin, smoky blow. They read instantly that they were probably attacked using that tool. The sword takes on an unknown shape in this world, but if Kelvin or Lyon had been present, he would have metaphored it as a gunsword, or a gunblade.

But more notable than that is the face of a man in white, the first time the two of them have seen that face. But still, Gerard looked familiar to his face. There was once a battle in the castle of Tricene, and the shadow of Dan Dalba, his comrade who fought with him, remained strong.

"Are you Lord Gin d 'Alba?

Both Gerard and Effil know that their bodies are different. However, the confirmation of the original owner of the body should be kept. Because in some cases later, you have to report the life and death of Jin to Dan.

"That's a waste of time. I'll give you the information you want. The owner of this body is Jin Dalba, deputy secretary of the Knights of Steel. And my name is Jildra. If we give him so much information, would there be one more thing to do? Now the late Alkar knight, Gérard Fragarac. And as Loomir's daughter, my daughter, Elf, Effil."

""... Huh!

Zildra's words pierce her, as if she were foreseeing everything. As a result, a non-minor shock struck two people.

"Why did you name me after me, even my family name...?

"I'm so sorry to hear that even for me. Why would you be my father?

"To say it's a waste of time, you're just asking questions. Well, I'll answer that."

After a sigh, Jildra opens her mouth looking at the two of them.

"As for Gerard, his voice sounded familiar. So, until I dug up my memories and remembered. There was a man who was good at talking about the hero Tan at the Alkar tavern, in the position of head of the Knights of the Country, and that's enough information. As long as I identify it, I still remember it vividly. Especially since you resisted until the end. Keep your daughter's remains in her hands."

"You!

"Hmm. Why did you destroy Alkar next? If you ask me that, there's nothing I won't tell you.

"No need! The heart of the eagle is in accord by defeating you!

The anger emanating from Gerard keeps swelling. But there was nothing like Effil calming it down. Not many, because similar emotions were leaking from Effil.

"While that rabid dog doesn't pop up, shall we also talk about Elf's daughter? That's not what I found out about how far you understand my mother. But now you look like a loo mill. I was convinced I was my daughter when I fought in Tricene."

A battle in Trisen. It was when I fought the pale giant golem, the Blu-rage. Zildra's story then moves on to Loomir, Effil's mother.

"Once, in one study, I needed Dragon King's blood. There was a weak-headed Fire Dragon King just in an affordable place, so I did a little work and got some blood. Then he went mad and burned down the woods where the elves lived. Probably did that because my appearance at that time was an elf. Absolutely short-circuited."

"... has given the Fire Dragon King the punishment he deserves"

"Right, have you lost your mind? It doesn't matter."

………

"Loomir was a gift offered to the Fire Dragon King by the Elves to avert the calamity. She was taken away by a dragon and transported to his nest. The Dragon King was after me. I was watching him, and that's where I came up with an experiment. White magic has magic that turns the curse upside down and turns it into protection. I wonder if mass production of those who were born with a powerful curse could make it a powerful life form."

Jin's, Jildra's mouth gets ugly and warped.

"I ran away to make a child who was born and bore a grudge. He was deliberately killed in the form of an elf and transferred his body to a man who was resistant to the flames he had prepared in advance. The dragon king who found the body of the elf that broke out of the shell was immersed in the aftermath for a while. In the meantime, I got a new body, and I snuck into his nest, and I grabbed the roomill - now, do I need any more explanation?

"... no"

"Have you ever thought about why you're a half-elf? It is a race born between elves and humans. If only a child had been born, it would have been useless for the mother. I sent him back to the Fire Dragon King to thank you. I don't know what happened after that, especially since it cost too much until the kid got used to the curse, and I remember throwing it away appropriately."

The explosion sounded. Jildra intercepted the arrow that Effil shot.

"- No more need to explain. Besides, you're still not my father. I'm not a half elf anymore, I'm a high elf. I threw away my father's blood...!

"Well, that's interesting."

Gerard advanced and Effil connected the next arrow.