Black Summoner

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As Kelvin sat in the dining room chair, the scenery and atmosphere around him instantly transformed. It also feels like a nostalgic air somewhere, surrounded by chaos and hustle. Fishing today is a huge success, they found a new way in that dungeon, if you're fighting, do it outside! And so on, all the talk you hear is content that you can't take away. Then I saw a counter-like table in front of me and recognized that I was sitting in the counter seat. Across the street there is also the figure of the Lord of the Dining Room, but the wonder and the face are blurred and invisible.

"Do you really have someone to transfer you to the dining room?"

"I'm here, here."

The person sitting next to him reacts to the squeaky voyage. Kelvin's immediate neighbor's counter was stacked with empty dishes that would have been after a clean and refreshing meal, and they were still trying to build even more heights today. The side of the person who builds such a tower is familiar and very familiar to Kelvin. Precisely the appearance itself is quite young and the hair colour is completely different, but its eating is still alive and well. The incarnation of Melfina's wicked heart, Kromel, was there.

"Ngung...... gokun. You're still a good arm, shopkeeper. Good treat."

………

Even if Kromel thanked me after the meal, the store owner would not try to return any words. On the contrary, those around them show no interest whatsoever. If it's normal, if it's loaded with this many plates, even though I don't like it, it's something to draw attention to. It's as if Kelvin and Kromel are the only ones who haven't existed in this world since the beginning.

"So, what is this place? Based on your memories, recreating a scene somewhere?

"Huh, boulders are you. You're looking forward to everything. This is a reproduction of my memories… especially where you won't remember it today. But you understand very well, don't you? That this isn't real."

"Kid, you're such a mess to eat, and if you don't get any attention at all, anyone would expect that. I thought every time I was in Melfina, where does that body get all this cooking..."

Kelvin leaked a deep sigh after looking at the plates that Kromel had piled up once now. Kromel looks very young right now, and it would be helpful to say that that is as good as the child Stra. Still, the amount of food she mouthed is enough to stand alongside Melfina. There's no point in Kelvin getting stunned more than usual.

"Me (Cromel) and I (Melfina) had to eat a meal for two, even when I (Cromel) was sealed in the holy spear. That's the same now that I (Melfina) have been sealed the other way around. If you look like a young man, why don't I (Kromel) not eat it? Even when sealed, your stomach is empty."

"Oh well..."

More decent answers come back than I thought, and Kelvin looks indescribable. At the same time, Kelvin was terribly lost. Even if it was for two metaphors to Kromel, this amount would not be good. I decided to watch with lost words and raw warm eyes.

"Um, aren't you thinking about being rude? What, that gaze?

"I think I've said this before, but I'm sure it's my fault"

"Really? Yeah, well, I guess so. What we are about to welcome is the blissful time we have been waiting for for for so many years. You can't be kidding me right now."

"For that matter, the cafeteria is the destination of the call. Honestly, I didn't read the forwarding address was this."

"At first I called you to the majestic diocese, and I also wanted to welcome you while playing organ, but I felt something different. Perhaps you would choose that chair."

"You're doing a good job of self-analysis. If I do think of you, I would never choose a cathedral chair. I can assure you that I will do the same in my previous life."

"I knew you were being rude, right?

Kelvin and Kromel, who welcome each other, only look like friendly men and women from the side. It's only a tale of outrageous young looks, but still, they were in love everywhere.

"... you don't have to cry anymore?

"I'll take the fried feet again, won't I? My tears were depleted when I met you before. Don't worry! More than that, don't you have to eat something, too? This will be your last supper, won't it?

"I won't. Besides, Effil's hand cooking has helped me."

Effil's prepared meals literally have a variety of conferring effects. Of course, Kromel understands what it means in this case, but he just seems a little grumpy. I told him not to talk about other women. Refresh your mind, Kromel coughs up one.

"You've met a lot of people in this world and you've had a lot of different influences. I hope you enjoyed it."

"Oh, right. Thank you for reincarnating me."

"... you have influenced this world more than my thoughts. Without you, none of our people would have gathered here today, nor would they have lived a happy life before. If Knife Ya and the other modern brave men had rightly crusaded the Demon King, the Black Spirit Knight, Gerrard, would have been debated on his way to Tricene. Effil could have been slashed by the Fire Dragon King's curse, mostly on both arms, which is not the worst. Even Serra would not have been guaranteed her safety, and Lion had no chance of reincarnation. It could have been crusaded by adventurers who didn't know anyone, such as Croto and Alex. You are the only one, such as one who tries to capture Sandragon alive. If the coalition wasn't formed quickly enough to counteract Trysen, Stra would have been left brainwashed to the brink of tragedy. Even Ange, yes, could not regain the brightness as it is now, remaining trapped from the curse of previous life"

"... oh, I guess so. But I never had a future like that."

"Maybe we're going to visit, right? If you defeat in your battle with me, I will take the seat of God. In that case, the next thing that happens is' World Reincarnation '. It's the creation of a new world. There's no one there. A new world, a new adventure, a new companion - and a new life opens the curtain. Next and next, forever, on my hands."

The welcome is over. You want to say that. Kromel takes a seat and turns his back on Kelvin. Black wings are appearing on her back.

"Oh, my God, Kromel's fast. And this is after the fun, isn't it? I hope you don't take the liberty of finalizing my loss."

"... you really think you can win? Last time, you showed so much difference in power?

"You know you're gonna lose, and you think it's me who's gonna come with the scarecrow? You're planning such a big fuss, and that's all you know about me?

There was no such thing as stray or fear in Kelvin's expression. Living in those eyes is a strong will that genuinely believes it is you who wins. Kromel looks at Kelvin's face like that and loosens her cheeks just a little bit.

"Well, time to do it"

"Oh, let's do it. But before that, right?

…… Ah, hoo. Right. "

Re-division. Just saying yes, Kelvin headed to the entrance to the dining room and Kromel sat back in the counter seat of the store again. Cromel seems to be waiting for someone as she gently rocks her legs unreachable to the floor in a slightly higher chair.

"Hey, I'm here as promised. Have you waited?

"No, I just got here too. You can wait, it's about three minutes."

Kelvin who speaks to her like that. Kromel rejoices in the wait's visit and hits the chair a little jump. What farce is this? The answer is simple, two people just want to do it. It doesn't make any deep sense.

"Oh well, bye-"

"Yes, thoughtfully -"

Cracks run across all the dining room landscapes that were reflected around, and the false dream world collapses. It was in the realm of every witch that the shards peeled off. In this realm where nobody gets in the way, the two have a full grin in many ways.

"- Let's fight!

"- Shall we fight!