Hagusa Spiritualist Examination Record - Knights of the Virgin and Healing Divinity

"Dear Glass......"

"Mr. Rendle, it's okay"

Mr. Rendle tries to step forward - he's trying to protect me. With such control of him, I spoke carefully to Mr. Presha.

"If you don't have to choose the means, I can make them talk."

"... do you even have a pill that can be used for that? It's like I'm not a dark doctor."

"You may say so. The way I found it on my own… I can't hustle very widely, because that's the" Dark Method ""

I try to talk calmly, but the more my heart seems to play, the more pulsating it is - the killing of Mr. Presha with the spear was enough to be poked and killed in an instant if I made one mistake.

But after she stares at me for my sincerity - she unloads the spear she was putting up. Mr. Rendle, who was about to come out in front of me, exhales like a trembling breath. Almost there, he was about to move.

"You can always kill. All I need is information… Glass, if you can do something, I'm watching here. If I make any suspicious moves, I'll kill you."

Killing isn't that easy to say. I agree, but what I'm saying now is suicide. Emotions are too high, and now Mr. Presha is losing his cool judgment.

You didn't trust me to leave it to me. Mr. Presha is trying me. If you decide that my words are lies, neither the prisoner nor I will have a guarantee of life.

Now I know exactly why Raquel said to Presha, "Bring him in safely." Mr. Raquel was expecting this to happen.

Seeing as this, Mr. Presha's age doesn't look very different from mine. The floating first impression was not felt now, and the spirit still seemed to leave an immature part.

"The magician contracts with the Spirit to help and exercise his magic. The Spirit affects this world by marking a magician's spiritual guide… with the necessary mediation, you can also summon the Spirit itself from the Spirit Realm"

"... what does that mean? I heard you were a fallen magician. Helpful spirits can't be called out..."

"No, it helps at times like this. We can only contribute in limited circumstances."

I take the little leather bag out of the bag that Mr. Rendle had for me.

What was in it - a bulb root.

The medium used when summoning plant spirits. There is only one kind of spirit that I can call, but it is definitely made manifest - because this bulb is a family member of a certain spirit.

I put a bulb on the floor. And then he gets up and puts his hands together - Mr. Presha looks suspicious and stares at my actions.

"... it's, what? Root of something...... so what can you do...?

"Watch." Glossy flowers blooming in the garden of demonic flowers... show yourselves in this world once and for all and show your power "...!

Two years ago, when I first tried summoning magic, I didn't know what would appear - it was the Lower Spirit that I succeeded in summoning and was bound to be able to summon, but that power should always help in this setting.

"Huh... what...? This... grass...?

In response to the chant, blue grass grows around the bulb roots - and what is depicted is the magic formation.

The moment the shapes made of grass are completed, the bulb roots germinate, rooting and growing rapidly.

(Huh... not like usual. Bigger than usual...... this, because it's in the fort......!

Inside the fort, there is a man of mighty magic - His Highness Astina, just that, the plants that manifested themselves were greater than summoning them at the School of Magic, which should be rich in magic.

The stems intertwine, the leaves spread, the big buds, and they start to swell - and bloom.

"Is this... a demon...?

"No, you don't. The demonic flower Arlaune… it is the spirit of a plant, with the power to influence a man's heart"

The flowers blossomed - the only thing I could call in from the spiritual world.

At the center of the open flower is a girl the size of a doll. She's the one, the incarnation of demonic flowers - smaller when I called her before, and she wasn't clearly in the shape of a person, but she's different now.

And the little flower upon her head, the girl, who was an unknown being in the world, looked up at me, and thanked me, and said,

"Summoner, it's been a long time. The demonic flower Arlaune, from the garden of Pandera, came here."

From the other side, this way. That chant when covenant with the Spirit refers to the Spirit world (quite) and this world (this one).

I'll put her on my shoulder as Al Rawneh asks. While I'm touching it, I have the feeling of being sucked by magic - Arlaune responding to my will and trying to use her inherent powers.

"Can you change these three hearts? Help us and tell us everything."

"Accepted. Come on, I'm coming...... my kids......!

Along with the words of Arlaune, the flowers from which she was born sparkled pale - and the pollen of the risen demonic flowers sparkled in the air, enveloping the captives.