Black Summoner

Dark black rings and wings. It is a testimony of a fallen angel who betrayed God's will. They certainly belonged to fallen angels, giving them an unspeakable atmosphere in words, as if they were a complex weave of sacredness and evil. So rare, so shape-breaking, so overwhelmingly powerful. Paul and Syndicate are only getting stronger before the best feast. But what they're aiming for is only rational fighter madness. It's only natural to fight as Kelvin taught you, and you should ask for as much information as you need.

"Fallen angel? Hey, weren't you a teacher at this school? Oh?"

"Even if they suddenly pick me up, Lady Cromel will be confused. At the very least, I think we should do the minimum explanation. You're just a gentleman, aren't you?

"Hmm, I thought you were going to attack me without asking questions, but you're surprisingly calm. It must be a waste of time. Comrade Chromel, come here."

"" Oooh!

Paul and the others tried to extract information in a quarrel tone, but Horace ignored both of them without saying that it would be a waste. He seemed to see only Chromel as early as possible, speaking to her unilaterally, but in a gentle tone.

"Fallen Angel Chromel, what you did was amazing. It is no exaggeration to say that it is your achievement that Adams, our absolute God, will be resurrected. The awakened archangels will welcome you."

"Absolutely God? Um... I really don't know what Professor Horace is talking about, but is it...?

Chromel was told one after the other that there was no flash, and he was even more confused. There are no verses in Horace's story that come to mind. Still, Chromel desperately tries to remember what happened. But I still don't know what I don't know.

…… Comrade Chromel, you don't have to act anymore.

Horace began to wonder a little about such a ragged chrome.

"I'm not acting..."

"That's right, miss is miss! No more or less, you psycho bastard!

"... Hello, do you lack memory? Can that happen? No, but..."

"Here... when...!

Horace ignores Paul and whispers to himself with some thoughts. It was the earliest apparent sull.

"... whatever your memory, I have a responsibility to take you with me. If possible, I'd like you to stay out of my way.

"Do you think an idiot would listen to such a wish in this way?

"Yeah, I guess I'll have to ask."

Suddenly, Horace snapped his fingers. As Paul and the others watched the surroundings, they heard footsteps from around them. It is not for one or two people. Dozens of people. Eventually they appeared before their eyes in the uniform of Lumiest.

"Ma, are you the students of the Mar dorm?

"Oh, that's right. Chromel, first grade, if you don't follow Professor Horace, he'll kill us. Those adventurers, please don't make things rough and just let them go. That way, neither I nor you will die here. Isn't it?

"That's not true....."

Chromel and the other students aligned around each other. One of them strangely said that they were hostages with a clear smile. Chromel blued his face and covered his mouth with both hands.

"... he's manipulating me. I just wanted to say, there's no sign of that. Behavior is natural."

"At a time when you can say such a dialogue with a smile, it's not natural. Hey, are you guys with him?

"No, it's not. We are students and hostages of instructor Horace. Nothing more or less."

Another student answered with a smile, just like the other student. Synzier is right, and his behavior is manipulated by "glamorous eyes" and so on. But that's why they were creepy to Paul and their behavior of being taken hostage on their own was unnatural.

"It's okay to ignore them and fight me, put their lives first, and offer Comrade Chromel. If I choose the latter, I will guarantee the lives of Mar's students."

"Ha, you want me to trust you?

"Yeah, that's right. Now, what do we do? I don't mind either. Oh, I don't recommend waiting for backup from the outside. This is an area that I already have jurisdiction over, which means I already have boundaries for it. Well, before that, I don't want to waste any time either, so please make a judgment as soon as possible. If you make me wait too long, I might blow my students' heads off."

"Son of a bitch....!

"You're an angel, aren't you? You think such a demon's business is allowed?

"Yes, I'm allowed to. So, what's your answer? It's time to go for the first time.

Horace declared so mercilessly, putting his hand on the neck of a girl student who was near him. Without answers in a few seconds, the girl's neck will be thrown off and she will roll to the floor. The pale attitude of Horace was cruel enough to imagine such a terrible sight.

"... Professor Horace"

It was surprisingly chromel who opened his mouth during this unbearable time.

"Yes, what is it?

Horace's tone toward Chromel is a little soft, because he is the same fallen angel, rather than the cold attitude toward Paul and Synzier.

"You said you had boundaries around here earlier, but aren't you working on something on the stage? For example, I switched to a different boundary so that I wouldn't leave the stage."

"... ah, did you notice? Yeah, that's right. You were near the Reaper Kelvin, and he realized that he would gain the power of God. Neither of us wants to be against the Reaper Kelvin in that state. We sealed the stage at the finest juncture we use."

I see, I see. Thank you (...) "

"No"

……

It was Paul and Synzier who first felt a slight discomfort near Chromel. Chromel is there, and her voice and her way of speaking are hers, but something is different. I felt it intuitively.

"Both of you, please stand back. If I step forward, everything will be fine."

"Ha, yaaah!

"Lady Cromel, don't think about sacrificing yourself. Now my brilliant mind has managed to solve the problem..."

"--Didn 't you hear? I'm telling you to step back."

"" Hmm!?

Doubts changed into convictions, and at the same time the two bodies were moving soon after thinking. As Chromel ordered, he was going backwards until he got out of the way.

(What is it? What is the overwhelming presence without saying!? Are you sure that's what the lady said!?

(Strong or superior, it's not about that dimension! Are we afraid from the bottom of our hearts that Master Kelvin taught us? Look at her? Don't be stupid...!

The abandoned thoughts move, and the questions blow up like mountains. But things were changing. There was a ring of black angels on Chromel's head and black wings on his back. Paul and Synzier didn't even know when it was coming out.... rather, even Horus, who was supposed to be the same fallen angel, missed the change.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha. Don't make me worry too much, Comrade Chromel. Even I can't see the bottom of that overwhelming force at all! I see, you were still acting. Absolutely, you're a bad person too. But the choice is a choice. I salute you once again for choosing to walk with me..."

"--What are you mistaken for? I told you, right? If I step forward, everything will be fine."

Horace's vision was filled with countless tentacles reminiscent of darkness.