Black Summoner

- Battleship Elpis.

A giant white battleship thrusting through the sky. Now its divine form is called the nest of angels, mutants of dragons, etc. on the back of those who see it, making it a symbol of disaster that descends powerful monsters imitating angels. It is usually this ship that flies higher than the clouds, but it only appears under the eyes of the creatures on earth when they cast down angels.

The whole ship is uninterruptedly large enough to allow the capitals of the great powers to incorporate it in its entirety. A giant battleship that just flashes the beholder runs out of rolling words just because it flies through the sky. How the hell are you letting such a huge thing float and fly? Estimated and derived are huge amounts of energy that you can't even imagine. Is this stuff, where we've been for hundreds of years, something that can be achieved? Researchers and magicians from all over the world only wrap their tongues around the pure difference in technical skills from the country to which they belong and despair.

"The boulder is Mr. Jildra. Hey! This much equipment, the crystal of wisdom! How many sacrifices have you made until you climbed into such a climb! You can't imagine it at all as far as I'm going to be old, yes!

The voice of the man rings out was originally a research facility now reserved for the late Jildra. A group of gray modern installations, unlikely to be at the civilizational level of this world, are lined up, filled with cloudy liquids in giant cylindrical glass, up to those where strange creatures sleep.

This man, who is intoxicated by emotion in this space, was Tristan Phase of the Apostolic Tenth Pillar, The Supervisor. I'm not sure what's struck me about this institution, but Tristan, who usually behaves like an act, was daunted from the bottom of his heart all this time. The sight is very bizarre from the side, and the visitor who came to the scene guided by his voice is also unwittingly disturbing his head.

"Oh man, if you come here thinking it's noisy, it's still you"

"Oops, isn't this... the analyst for the fifth pillar! It was an outrage to worry about you, who belonged far higher than me."

It was Riordo, who had just met Kelvin the other day, who had a new foothold in Zildra's research facility. Riordo re-hangs the monocle in a frivolous manner, sighing in plain sight.

"The Apostolic Sequence would not have made any sense at the earliest. You know that well enough."

"Indeed, we now have only three apostles. The assassin turned early, the anti-soul changed his life, and the culprit returned to the ancient nest. Other noble people are truly spared. The proxy is the foundation of our Lord, and the guardian clings to her remnants like that. Above all, my most involved creator, Mr. Jildra, was also a treasure of humanity...!

"... doesn't seem to have a survivor's name?

"Mm, speaking of which, there were some of them. He was a good senior who took care of me like this, albeit temporarily. Yeah, I never forgot."

Tristan's standing behavior is completely back to normal. It's like you're obviously saying it's a lie, but I guess Tristan isn't willing to hide it himself. Rio decided not to point it out any further either.

"So why is the analyst here? Did you come all the way out here to talk to me?

"I'm glad to hear that, but I'm here to make one report. I came to see you the other day, Kelvin, with me and the selectors."

"What is it!?

Has the name Kelvin sparked your extra interest, Tristan reacts to the vertigo?

"Hey, why didn't you invite me too......!

"Oh, Kelvin, that's the first time you've ever been so obsessed with me."

"With me, I have a reason not to be shallow with him. Above all, he is also a thinker of destiny, which our Lord (Shu) continues to think of over long and eternal years. But now it's also difficult to have a direct conversation...... I don't know what pretext you used, as long as I envy you!

"Phew, yeah. That didn't do anything wrong."

The raccoons and foxes laughed shallow at each other, creating what a frigid atmosphere.

"You can't help but say what you've done. Let's hope for the next opportunity. So, what can I do for you?

"Oh, I did. I think that Kelvin and you will be here soon. Take measures to launch this ship, defeat us, and fulfill our promise to Kromel."

"... well, that's good news. But wouldn't that put quite a few heads together to attack in? Now we are like enemies of the whole world. As I said earlier, the vast majority of the Apostles leave the front… No, in some cases they will join as a force over there. Ninglo, there are more of them."

"On the other hand, it's just me and you, and then the selectors and Kromel. Indeed, the headcount alone is an overwhelming loss. But we have this battleship, Elpis, and it (...), too, right?

That's what Rio points to, at the bottom of the lab. The lights had been turned off at that point, to the extent that he could see the shadow shape loudly, but it was clearly visible to him with the 'divine eye'. Tristan seemed happy to loosen his face and thanked him for finding it again, like a creature, like a machine.

"Boulders are analysts, your eyes are really high!

"There's nothing out there where you complimented me. So, is that the last legacy left by the Creator?

"Heh heh, this battleship Elpis is a great one too, but I'm pretty sure that's the best piece Mr. Zildra has left. Depending on the circumstances, it was meant to be dedicated to the Lord. As the body of God to descend into this world."

"Insurance when there was an obstacle to the plan... but Kromel got the righteousness of God as planned and absorbed the power of the proxy. Aren't you sorry for your loss?

"What a terrible thing to say! This is also a fine force of war. I don't have a hand in not taking advantage of it. … that also leads to my wish"

"Wish?"

Suddenly the tone of Tristan's voice changed. Rio looks at him.

"Analyzer, what did you wish for the Lord? As a messenger, you wish for something to pay for."

"My wishes are trivial and unplugged, not interesting from you. On the contrary, what did you wish for?

"Is that me? Even I am a really trivial wish. I want to invite this world into chaos and see its end! Everyone dreams about it once, it's really a wish to come and go, right?

Tristan offering his arms to heaven. The voice is full of joyful colors, but from Riordo, who can decipher the lies and falsehoods of the heart, the trick is just a clear play.

"Oh, right. But did you change your mind along the way?

Pickle and Tristan reacted.

"... Yes, it is. If you think about it, even if I don't wish that, our Lord will change the world that way. If so, isn't it more meaningful to relieve the remnants of my heart? That's what I started to think."

"Well, what's the rest of that heart?

"It's been decided! I missed Jildra. I let her die! If you were the supreme and ultimate, you should have made the most of it alive! Oh, what a disaster!

"Hmm..."

Over the monocle, Riordo watches over the exciting Tristan. At this moment, Riordo switched between the types of demonic eyes.

(Hmm. I thought he looked weird for a long time not even putting it on his teeth such as on someone else's life or death... but you're tied to something like a curse. But is this going to be interesting)

After completing the confirmation, Riordo closed one eye quietly as it was.

"Yeah, that's why I changed my wishes. Because I'm not a flirtatious person, like letting my people die! My wish is-"