Black Summoner

- Battleship Elpis.

A room that appears to be a chapel, present on board the Elpis ship. Even that pipe-organ-shaped altar rested in this place, where Elealis, who once played Iris, created the last sanctuary, making him feel like he had moved it just like him. And the organ is sounding a heavy tone. The performer is Kromel, the main culprit of the matter. If her little finger moves over the keyboard, a famous hymn song passed down to Delamis can be played.

"Hmm. Do you play a song that honors God when you try to be God? This is really interesting."

Behind Kromel, an old man utters words. At the same time the fingers playing the song stopped and inevitably the chapel was visited by silence.

"What, will you stop it? As far as I'm concerned, I just wanted to hear you play a little more."

"… analysts. No, now all that remains as compatriots are those who know their true names. I guess this call won't be necessary at the earliest. What can I do for you, Rio?

Kromel, who once had his black wings flapped with a bass, asks without turning back to Riordo.

"What, you seemed to be in a better mood today. Kelvin, it's the day I promised you, and at the end of the day, I wanted to say hello... Am I interrupting?

"No, that's not true. Riordo, along with Ange, is a tribute to his nearest contribution. Where do I need to go down?"

Kromel starts playing the organ again and plays a different song than he did earlier. Riordo knew the song. It was a piece of music made when the war surrounding the eastern continent ended and the four powers created the Quiet City Pards.

"... that's a really clever thing. From what I've seen, you don't seem to have 'playing' skills?

"How many years do you think I've lived? Even if you don't have the skills, you can do this without difficulty. I remember things I don't know, and I've been able to do things I can't."

"Well, black, you're harder than white, aren't you? I didn't get much of a chance to talk in person like this, but that's how I see it."

"... an organism called me was lazy, and I couldn't take it seriously unless something important was gone."

The loose tune makes it slightly faster. Naturally, Riordo didn't miss that.

"Whoa, I'm sorry. It was a slightly inconsiderate question. Let's change the story. Elpis has turned your magic power into energy and now the manipulation remains a thought. But until yesterday, we continued to fly so high, today we fly somewhat low altitude. What the hell is wrong with you? It's like telling yourself I'm here, isn't it?

"That's a question that Rio and the rest of us have. It's Promise Day, right? Invite to a corner kill (date)

It was done. Isn't it natural that the meeting time should be quick and easy to understand? I'm good at waiting, but on the other hand, I have a strong desire to see you soon. You don't have to bother asking, do you, Riordo?

"... sorry for the overlap. I didn't think of it there. Still seemed shallow to me, too. Flush me as an extension of the public discourse."

Only at this moment do I find confusion in Riordo's expression. Apparently, I didn't assume the reason.

"Pfft, then I'll have one public tale without other love too. Riordo, you wanted to create a hero from Pars, didn't you? It's a hero enough to save the world."

"Oh, right. I'm not sure you did, Kelvin, but I hoped so. I did my best. Now, what happens?"

"Why did you make that wish?

Looking at Cromel's back, who never tried to turn this one around, Riordo was making a smile that included. If he is now, he can also be described as having a bad look that can be put up with Tristan.

"Hmm... I'm not from Pars, but I don't have any attachment to that city. It's not a pattern, but I had a sense of crisis that there was no one to protect the city. Pards is weak. In the meantime, I was reincarnated as an apostle for whatever cause. The bad goddess who showed up before me said she would grant me her wish at the price of cooperating. If so... after that, I suppose you can imagine? The culprit seemed to have gone in to defend his country, but I wanted to gain more than that. I staked everything on him to protect Parz. Make a hero big enough to crush your plan, save the world, including Pards, and have Pards be proud. Whoa, word it again, I've never noticed it before. Sounds like I was pretty greedy. No, as long as you're embarrassed."

"... Yeah, I knew it. After knowing you were a raccoon, I left Riordo on my pawn till the end. Because that's why I thought Riordo would take his mission seriously. The finish is excellent thanks to the shame. Depending on how we fought, even that Serge became a defensible strength."

The song celebrating the birth of Pars is beautifully spelled. The same goes for Kromel's voice.

"You want to entertain you, Kelvin. I want to make him strong. It was a contract that was mutually beneficial. All you have to do is believe in him."

"Right. What will you do after this? I will not stop you if you say you will exit the Apostle. There is also the hand of joining hands with him. Yeah, it might be quite interesting to know that you're going to be slashed by me now."

"I wouldn't do that. I know I'm going to lose. I'm not betting. Besides, I'm still your messenger. Contractually, it won't be refreshing until the end, and it's not something I would have liked if my wish had been dissolved. Let us work together so that you and Kelvin can fight in Sashi. That's all I'm trying to say."

"... Rio, I wish you good luck"

"Let me give that word back exactly as it is. Good battle, my Lord."

That word. Finally, Riordo's figure disappeared from the chapel without a trace. That's almost at the same time as finishing playing the Pards song, and Kromel goes on to play the next song. The song I started playing is hymn again. No heart or sound, it feels like an exhilarating emotion on board.

"... a song honoring God? Heh, no. No, you're not, Rio. There's only one person I can think of. This song is dedicated to you, to glorify you. This world I manage will continue to reincarnate around you. Oh, yeah. In the next world it might be a good idea for me to travel with this me as a partner instead of the white me. Or hostile, or sidelined? Dawn in the battle, growing company, nurturing love, as the end of the journey -"

Kromel shook his hands up and slapped him as if to destroy the organ's keyboard. Darn! And the sound sounds like it exploded your emotions.

"- Whatever happens, I'll kill you. Whatever process you follow, I'm the one who closes the end of the story. This is all I can't give to Effil, to Serra, to Lion, to Ange, to Stra or Colette. Yep, it will never be forgiven......!

The next moment, the battleship Elpis rocked heavily. Late, without interruption, the loud roar was heard in this chapel.

"... are you finally here, my lord? I've been waiting for you. Mao, Riordo, Tristan, the werewolf smoke from the war has been raised. Please welcome me politely, don't you?