Summoner of Miracles

Roseanne stayed with Bedville and witnessed all the emotions he felt for his own destiny.

Alter, on the other hand, walked unknowingly in a dark alley to his own sleeping palace.

But before that, Alter met someone he didn't really want to meet.

Just around the corner of the alley, two people in black meet at the same time and break into each other's horizons.

“...... ”

Alter stopped.

“...... ”

JOAN [Alter] also stopped.

They looked at each other.

Spin...

““ Tsk... "”

It's like being disgusted with something, but two followers in a reverse state are talking at the same time.

Then Alter took the lead.

“It makes sense for someone like you to show up in a place like this, Shady Witch. ”

Alter expressed his views like this without any hesitation.

“Aren't you going nowhere? Cold Knight! ”

JOAN [Alter] refused to show a weak response.

“I call it an inspection. As a king, you have to take good care of the people, but when the people see the king, they're just too scared, so I call it a T-shirt, you know? Dragon Rider? ”

Alter said it in a natural tone.

“What a coincidence, I just took care of the dragon species that are going to be useful tomorrow, compared to the idiot colonists led by the idiot king, but the dragon still looks smooth, don't you think? Stupid King? ”

JOAN [Alter] sounds ironic.

“I don't hate dragons either, but I hate a muscle, I only know fire-spraying dragons. Don't you think all the dragons you take care of look like you? Fire sprayer? ”

Alter said that to the witch in front of him.

“That's good, as long as they're able to spark good fire and burn all those idiot colonists and idiot lords who only hang glory and order on their mouths, but can't do anything about it, isn't that good enough? You owe it to a girl? ”

JOAN [Alter] 's smile was so evil.

Alter can't help it at last.

“You owe me, don't you? Raid woman! ”

Alter's eyes are killing him.

“Don't you owe me? Cold-blooded woman! ”

JOAN [Alter] glanced back with an equally murderous look.

“Looks like you don't really want to go to the battle tomorrow, do you want me to report your absence? ”

Alter has a dark sword in his hand sometime.

“Good, that's exactly what I wanted to say. ”

JOAN [Alter] also holds the banner of the curse.

The two stared at each other, their eyes were killing each other, and the weapons in their hands were fluctuating in magic, burning slowly, like flames.

Except for that, they can't do anything.

““ Tsk... "”

Shortly afterwards, the two men again spoke at the same time and put away their weapons.

Apparently, they all know that it's impossible to just say, "Whatever, really fight."

Not to mention the magic fluctuations that arise during the battle, given tomorrow's battle and the mutually destructive nature of each other, which, if too intense, will immediately attract the attention of others.

At least the owner of the pact with the two of them will surely notice.

If you bring him in, it won't be necessary.

So, two people can only say harsh things in their mouths, and it's actually impossible to do it at all.

“What a pity, it's a good opportunity. ”

Alter is not discouraged to say anything like that.

“Yeah, almost got rid of the obstacle. ”

JOAN [Alter] is still so welcome.

Like a couple of wrongdoers, they fight like this every time they meet, if not accidentally.

The reason is not there, it's just that we don't like each other.

No, it's a question of whether we should call it a bad look at each other.

After all, neither person actually has much opinion on the other, only because the personality of the water is not acceptable, and at the same time is unwilling to submit to the other, so this is like water fire.

But there are things that both of us know.

That's...

“Tomorrow you have to behave yourself and help me, Fire Girl. ”

Alter stands tall.

“Who's going to help you? Sword girl!”

JOAN [Alter] 's objections are sometimes rather frustrating.

“Then why are you fighting for?” Alter looked into Joan [Alter] 's eyes and asked, "I threw an olive branch at you the first time I saw you. Not only did you refuse, but you spoke ill of each other. Why are you here now? ”

“... do you have to say that?” JOAN [Alter] said in passing, but even if he didn't hesitate: “I just looked at the knight of the Holy Land badly, and the lion king badly. ”

“Is that so?” Alter said faintly: “Is that true? ”

“...” JOAN [Alter] 's tone became irritating, staring at Alter, "You can say whatever you want, don't provoke me. ”

“Let me get this straight.” Alter lifts up the curtain and says: "Because you lost everything, or because there was nothing there, you thought that whatever it was was, was not worth caring about, so you were indifferent to everything that was unique, otherwise you wouldn't have just wandered around the land before, but you wouldn't have done anything. ”

“And then what?” JOAN [Alter] grinned coldly: "Are you trying to say that I have something that I care about right now, and that's why I'm standing here? ”

JOAN [Alter] 's divine colour was ironic, as if he had heard some funny jokes.

But Alter was deaf.

“Do you really have nothing?” Alter said something, “I don't think so. ”

As a shadow dream impostor, JOAN [Alter] once possessed one thing.

“At the end of the first peculiarity, when you want to avenge an arrow against the Demon Column, is the Lord fighting alongside you? ”

Alter mentioned it.

“The king finally believed in you and chose to fight alongside you to make you succeed in revenge when he finally came up with the idea of avenging an arrow. ”

Alter's voice slowly penetrated into Alter's ear.

“In other words, the only thing you get from this forgery is the trust of that lord. ”

“Even if it was a temporary trust compelled by the situation, he gave you something like this at the end of your false life. ”

“That's why you reached out when he offered to make a pact with you to let you come over, isn't it? ”

An Alter questioning silenced Joan.

That attitude explains everything.