Summoning at Random

One girl was kneeling in a dark, cold stone room.

She's a beautiful girl with a light white coat.

It showed a miraculous charm that combines at the same time the pity and beauty of a border that turns from a girl to an adult woman, and beneath the thin clothes, the limbs that grew older than they deserved were transparent and hidden.

Her name is Feelina.

I grew up under the teachings of Holy Light from an early age and am a devout believer.

Having followed the teachings of Holy Light and continued to mercy and save people, she was called and admired from her talent and beauty and her character to be kind to all to the Virgin.

But now she is flabby and also dull with long, watery hair that would have been vibrant if she had been clean.

The wrist was fitted with shackles made of wood, limiting her movements.

Most importantly, even in such a state, her beauty has never been compromised.

No, because it is a harsh circumstance, the appearance of continuing to pray earnestly shows a martyr-like but mysterious beauty.

Rooms are small and there is no such thing as what can be called furniture.

At best, it's hard to say a very comfortable environment with a crude blanket and a pot for additions.

And the passageway side is fitted with a sturdy iron lattice, which makes it impossible to go outside.

There are small windows on the wall opposite the aisle, but there are only small holes in the high position, so they are not helping to incorporate the lights.

Yes, this place is... a prison.

A prison for capturing and locking up those who have no enemies of France or Holy Light, prepared for the basement of St. Sophia's Cathedral, which can also be called the heart of the French State of Luxembourg.

"Holy Virgin, please save this poor servant..."

She kept praying wholeheartedly as she increasingly exhausted her body and spirit in harsh environments.

"Please, please admit my innocence"

Her treatment, shackled and put in prison, appears to be equal to that of the criminals at first sight.

No, from those who actually ordered her locked up, I guess so.

The reason she's locked up in jail like this, it ends in a courageous summoning ritual that took place a few weeks ago.

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With the life of contemporary Pope Altrius IV, the rite of summons was performed by Filina as leader and with the three girls.

The ritual itself was a success, and visitors from different worlds - summoners of valor - descended.

According to inheritance, those summoned from different worlds all possess special abilities and powerful powers.

The newly descended youth also use their power to break the situation of the Holy Light religion, which is in its predicament for a variety of reasons. He must crusade the Evil God and his forehand, the Demon King, and act as a spiritual soldier to regain the original glory of Holy Light. Those who were there believed so.

But instead of being their spirits, the brave men who were to be summoned or summoned turned their fangs toward the Pope.

He exercised powerful fire magic and attacked.

Fortunately, the attack deviated, so there was no separate provision in the Pope's life. Except for that hair.

The Pope instantly turned the young man into a brave man. He tried to cut him off as the hand of the evil god, but the young man showed great physical ability to flee and disappear.

It should be noted that, in fact, the Pope's words were not a complete mistake, even though they were coincidental unanimity, because it was also an evil god who responded to the request for summons and granted power to the young man, Reiji Shito. Nothing special. It's different in that I didn't aim for his life, it was just a prank.

In any case, for those gathered on the spot, starting with the Pope, the youth became a recognition of the hand of the evil gods aimed at the Pope's life.

The question here is how such a person has been summoned.

If the rite of summons is carried out correctly, it should not be the Evil God or the like, but the Virgin God they believe in - the Light God. But in reality, it was the hands of the Evil God that summoned him. They suspected that more than such a person had been summoned, a scheme had been commissioned to distort the original function in the summoning ritual itself.

The spearhead was directed at Firina, who was naturally partitioning the summoning instrument.

I laid the formation, I performed the chant of the Summoning Rite, because it was all her. The other three girls were only auxiliary roles and were not in a position to get their hands on the ritual mechanism itself. Only one person, Filina, was able to do that.

"Get that girl, Firina!

That was the Pope's next dialogue with the fleeing youth in pursuit.

"Huh?"

Filina, who was dismayed by the incident that had taken place in front of her, turned her attention in the direction of the Pope without understanding the meaning of the word.

For her, it's a water situation in her bedear.

In the first place, the summoning ritual itself was functioning correctly. Seeking was directed to different worlds through Sophia, the light god known as the Virgin God. I'm just saying that it was the evil gods of that world who responded to the demands of that summons in that other world.

Filina has no fault. It was just bad luck.

But for that matter, the dew stranger Pope doesn't mind how she looks, and gives orders to fold up.

"The one who summoned the hand of the evil god must also be the hand of the evil god!

I was taking the life of an evil god and giving him guidance! Get him! "

"Oh, no!? No!

I would never do anything like that...... Huh!

Feelina hurriedly tries to excuse herself when she gradually realizes that she is under suspicion, but the monks, who changed the colour of her eyes at the Pope's command, surrounded Feelina when they put up a cane.

"It's not me!

I swear to God I disobey the Virgin... agoo!? "

Phyllina pleading desperately, but the monks had no ears to listen to, pulling her down to the floor ramblingly, twisting her arms back up and holding her down.

Feelina screamed in tears in her eyes at the severe pain caused by being slapped on the front of her body on the floor and the pain caused by being forced to twist her arm up.

How can I help you, my lord?

"Put the shackles in place and throw them in jail.

Because we need to find out where the escaped man went and make him confess. "

"Yes, sir."

At the Pope's behest, Filina, who had been dragged down to the floor, was about to be woken up and forced out of the room.

"Please, Holiness!

Talk to me... listen to me!

"Take him away."

"Holiness...... Huh!

It was Filina who managed to excuse herself to the Pope, but ruthlessly the Pope cut off the words and threw them away.

She was taken out of the room so that the monks could pull her off.

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It was hard days waiting for Filina locked up in jail.

He was put in a dark, cold prison and questioned several times about his connection to the evil gods and Ling Ji's escaped destination.

The days of shuddering and sleeping wrapped in a blanket on a hard floor instantly exhaust her body and spirit.

Naturally, questions cannot be answered because it is unknown to Filina, such as the connection with the Evil God and Ling Ji's place of escape.

Also, if you answer those questions, even in lies, you will admit that you are at the mercy of evil gods. That is unacceptable to her, a devout follower of Holy Light.

All she could do was just keep suing for her own innocence.

Fortunately during the misfortune, she was so popular as to be called the Virgin that the investigating side would not have been able to imitate her so intact either.

The investigation was conducted with caution, refraining from torture, violence, etc., since it is even possible that the rebellion would take place to help her if harsh means were used poorly.

But for her, who has so far been admired around as a Virgin, spiritual anguish is enormous even if she is merely questioned in a strong tone.

Feelina continued to pray and seek salvation from the faithful goddess, believing from the bottom of her heart that she still had no fault for herself as her heart rubbed down.

And her prayers... arrived.