Black Summoner

The next day, me and Gerard went to the Spirit Song Pavilion. He ate a call from a certain man.

"Huh? Did you guys still say that? Come on, child away, sister away, grandson away. If you go too far, you're gonna end up like my dad, right? You want to be seen with white eyes from Lion or Kromel? Did you wake up to that kind of perverse hobby?

"No, I don't know..."

"Wah, I'm just worried, I'm worried, I don't have any other intentions. It's true..."

The person is Mr. Bell, who is sitting right in front of us. If it hadn't been for Mr. Claire's special Mont Blanc on the table, her mood would have gotten even worse. Terrible, really horrible.

"Serra, I was surprised when your sister called me. To your stupidity."

"" Gu...... "

We're sitting at the table in the tavern right now, but Bell is sitting normally, while Gerard and I are forced to sit on the chair. Although it is a backless type of chair, this one is more spiritual and burdensome than sitting on the ground. Gerard is such a giant body, it's hard just to sit right down. And this front seat time, it's about time we crossed the hour. The point is, what do you want to say, your legs suck already. I don't feel it. I'm sorry. Knife Ya, I'm sorry I let you play such a punishment game before...

And why we're being hit like this is because Serra found out about Gerard's strongest guard plan. Serra gets caught up in a little eye contact when she communicates information in a mindset that narrows the caller down to Gerrard.

'You're just going to let Gerard be the guard!? It's called Ange, Kelvin and the others are just so cunning! If you're not going to make me a Lumiest teacher, I'm going to tell the party Belle!

It's our stupidity to try to hide things from Serra, who's lucky. That way, our grand plan will be known to Bell. Belle came to the mansion first thing in the morning, if you will call my beloved sister. I came all the way across the sea from the North Continent. Even though I have low blood pressure, you woke up early. By the way, they ruled out the option of using the metastasis gate in anticipation of my refusal. Boulders draw Baal's blood, sharp.

And when you arrive, you take me and Gerard out to this spiritual pavilion, and when you get to the liquor store, you force the front seat, and you burst into tyranny ordering your own menu. No, I'm pretty sure it was my fault. But I hope it's time for you to give Kromel and Lion a break for their psychic attacks. I'm really reflecting. I don't want them to hate me. Seriously......

"Damn. If I taught you so much about a dark future, wouldn't you behave badly anymore?

"Yes, I'll be careful. I will restrain myself…"

"Even if we go to the western continent together, I promise to keep an eye out from afar. It's really not true."

"Hey, Gerard!

"What? We'll cross to the West Continent together?

"Wait, Mr. Bell! It's a misunderstanding, because it's a misunderstanding!

Front Seat & Mental Attack, Continued. The misunderstanding between me and Gerard was solved even more thirty minutes later.

"- So you're saying that crossing the Western continent is about being an adventurer, and you have no intention of causing disturbances in Lumiest?

"" Swear!

"... really?

"Ya, I do want to see your face once in a while, but I'm not going to get my hands on the school or the students. I left the guard to Bell, I fully believe."

"I want you to show me your face because I'm just like a king... occasionally, really occasionally..."

"Hmm? Ma, that would be good as a compromise. Don't worry, I'm not going to lose my hand even once I've signed a contract. I'll complete it perfectly for you. Including the people in the Cielo dorm you're worried about."

That's what Bell said as he cheeked up Mont Blanc's last chip.

"Oh, great confidence! You can expect this!

"You're somewhat confident that you did that... do you have any idea?

"Oh, you didn't tell me yet. It's the dorm I'm assigned to, the clown."

"" Huh?

We're stiff.

"This empty dish, lower it."

"Thank you. Can I get you some after-dinner tea?"

"Aye! Just give me a minute."

Belle, order extra tea while we solidify. Not now, but Mr. Claire hasn't moved into this situation at all. Strong.

"Oh, you've often been assigned to a Sierra dorm. It's true that Bell's identity is impeccable... but since then, we've been asking Stra about dormitories, and we've been looking into dormitories. Didn't the Cielo dormitories put up people's supremacy like the old Tricenes? An old man like Boyle, the dorm chief, had a particular idea."

"Oh, I tutored you during the interview exam. Right now, half of it's like our Sebastian Dell."

"What are you doing during the exam!?

"You're set for an interview. Nothing more or less."

"Yay, I'm too reliant and scared the other way around!?

"Then rely more"

Not frightened in any way by the raging scratches, Belle was in for an elegant tea time. Strong.

"It would be one hand to escort them near you, but Hate and I prefer to attack rather than protect them. If there's a nest of pests out there, it's the quickest way to get them right from the ground up, right? So Cielo I'll drop it from the inside"

"I said drop it... no, you just said I'd leave it to Belle. I'll take care of it. And Gerard, is that good?

"Ugh, um. Say hello to Kromel and Lion, Belle."

"You're the only one I can count on. Let the two of you have a good school life."

"Huh, well, leave it to me. Compared to what I did when I was an apostle, it's a lot like playing games."

We bowed our heads to the bell deep as we sat upright on the chair. From an S-class adventurer's standpoint, even a tame place gets a lot of attention. There were some familiar adventurers and such in the tavern, but no more shame or outrage. I threw all that stuff away during front seat time. Now it is only in good faith that I make a favor to Bell of the Pledge of Request.

"Hey, it's Claire. Kelvin and Lord Gerard, keep your heads down so low, what the hell have you done to yourself?

"Come on, I don't even know. It just seemed pretty chopped up."

"Ho? Isn't that the kind of story that goes out of your way to stick your face in? Hey, you don't have to..."

"Doesn't she look a lot like Miss Sella, the girl sitting in the front? Is that your sister? Is that your sister?!?

"Guru! Kelvin, with such a pretty girl again!

"I want to be close to you!

"... you guys, not again"

The face of Mr. Wold and the Macho party who happened to be at the tavern seems to care more about Belle than I do. Yeah, I want to convince him to stop it.

"The leader is right, you idiots! Are you gonna stick me in that fucking heavy vibe? Besides, he's the kind of person that Kelvin and Mr. Gerrard would bow their heads to. It sucks, and you guys don't deserve it."

"Ugh, sure..."

"So, but..."

"Whatever, because I had my eyes on you first! It doesn't matter how heavy the air is, it's a must get ahead! No action, no encounter!

"" Ah, you coward!

- Gowns!

"Gu, ooh..."

It was an out-of-view event, but there was such a crisp sound, like Mr. Claire's had a boob that hit someone's head critically. I don't know the details because I'm not turning around, but perhaps the victim has fallen and passed out. Strong.

"What are you trying to do to an important customer! You better watch your back later!

"Yes..."

Then what you hear is the sound of pulling something from cheats. Yeah, Macchio's getting carried away.

"Heh, it's not a well-serviced store. I also like the cake and tea that came out. Kelvin, you have a lot of taste. I'll just compliment you there."

"Oh well. I'm glad you like it..."