Summoning at Random

"This is the place to look.

But without disrespect... "

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Temple Four Hierarchies of the Holy Henri Nation.

Five men and women stood in front of the door, taken by a blonde young man in luxurious priestly clothing.

The door hasn't been opened yet, but nevertheless a tremendous sense of intimidation strikes them relentlessly.

The visitors become naturally silent by the signs.

If this pressure is through the door, what happens if we go inside and confront each other directly? I am so anxious that I don't have the courage to step forward inside.

But in the meantime, one girl walked forward and hung her hand against the door.

She's a young girl with golden hair.

Does she not feel this pressure? No, that can't be right. Even the brave warriors can't help but feel intimidated. I can't imagine a luxurious girl like her staying at all. Perhaps even temperament suppresses fear and tension.

"I'll open the door."

The girl pushes the door as those behind her scream "Wait for me" inside.

But she would be more right on this occasion. Because I can't do this forever. Even if you want to wait until you've made up your mind, you must just keep stuck without being able to stomp.

The big door opens with a heavy noise. I always realized that the intimidation I had until earlier was still better the moment I ran out of objects to block.

"Ku...... Huh!?"

Instinctively driven by the urge to escape the scene, the brunette youth manages to stop on the spot.

The light purple-haired woman, the silver-haired girl and the water-haired girl around him likewise ate and bound their teeth and endured.

But that was the limit. Everyone stays on the spot at their best, and it's unlikely they'll be able to step inside the room.

No, only one person, to be exact, looked different.

"Well, let's go."

"Hey!?"

Unlike the others, only the blonde girl who opened the door earlier does not seem to have lost the courage to step inside the room.

Of course, she may just be desperately hiding the fright she feels inside and fixing the outside, but when she sees her head cut off like that and walks into the room, the others squeeze their courage and walk forward.

There was little object during the broad glance, and the atmosphere was gallant.

But interior decorations do not bore the bewilderingly graceful and beholden.

At the tip of the red carpet, which stretches straight from the entrance, the main door, Sole waited at its top, which became staircase.

Sitting properly on a large throne was a girl wearing a fancy black dress.

But there is no doubt that the intimidation they feel is unleashed from the girl.

The appearance is almost identical to that of their discerners, but the intimidation unleashed was in the wrong digits.

As we approach one step at a time, the pressure swells. The fear and nervousness that swelled up that way was that I had eyes to eyes with the girl sitting on the throne...... I could play.

The moment they see starchy black eyes that do not seem to belong in this world, their hearts are oppressed as if they were squeezed tightly.

Her heartbeat quickened, cold sweat conveyed several muscles through her spine, her throat thirsty and her hands and feet trembled at will.

To the overwhelming fear of fleeing the scene immediately, but they were not weak enough to flee instantly, neither their bodies nor their minds. I don't know if I was lucky enough to do that.

They had not chosen to flee, and were to be crushed and their hearts broken, bathed head-on with slow hanging fear.

The young men, who succumbed to the end of their temper with fear, were posing with nature. Put your knees and hands on the floor and lay your head down... yes, DO GE ZA.

The brunette girl sitting on the throne opened her mouth as she looked around at the four young men sitting down in front of her and one girl standing, and the raven stopping on her shoulder.

"Ha ha. Well done, Yushi."

Dialogue is what I think is the Demon King, but I read too many sticks and there was no majesty or anything.

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"Ah, haha..."

Both the four of us who remain grounded and the girl who just stands alone react like trouble.

But the brunette girl didn't notice their subtle reaction like that, so she kept talking.

"But Zanen, then you still don't deserve to stay with me.

Only those who have seen my trial will be forgiven for what I have done. "

"Trial......"

As always, it was a bar read, but the brunette youngster - Ling Ji - reacts to the words contained therein.

I guess it's only natural that they came to this place to take that test.

Only a blonde girl standing alone - following the revelation given to her by Tena - came to be tested by the Evil God, the last test imposed by Ling Ji as a condition for her return to the original world.

"What's in the trial?"

In the words of the girl, those on the spot waited breathlessly to continue.

It is a test imposed by those who unleash so much intimidation. Naturally, it is presumed that it is not unusual.

To fight powerful demons?

Will they tell you to come destroy the hostile country?

Alternatively, a trial may be imposed on you to kill each other within your peers.

As the attention of everyone gathers, the brunette girl - Henri, the evil god, discusses the contents of a trial imposed by herself...

"The contents of the trial are that 10,000 pieces of gold will be given to me - hagu!?"

He was hit in the head by Tarai, who suddenly appeared in the air on his way to announce, and fell to the floor. A bell-like sound called Gong echoes in the midst of a wide glance. It sounded good for nothing.

Tarai, who hit the head of the evil god Henri, vanished somewhere before falling to the floor.

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The five people who were under the stairs are also taken aback by the completely unexpected developments.

It should be noted that, thanks to the sight of the Evil God, the four men who were admirably grounded were also able to rise.

As the subtle air flows, Henri, the evil god, stands up and talks to the void as he holds his head down.

It's a move that makes me want to hit you in the head and say if you've gone crazy, but it's not. Voices were coming from somewhere ahead of her, and she seemed to be able to communicate with her will.

"What do you do?

"What are you doing? - It's not!

What is it, what is it about that trial!?

Do it seriously, seriously!

"I'm serious"

"~ ~ ~ It's even worse!

'Well, it sounds like you're running too far into your own greed'

Apparently, there are two people at the end of their voices, and they hear one man and one woman at a time.

The woman is revealing her anger, but the man was more or less seeping through her grudging emotions.

As far as I can guess from the circumstances, the woman would be Sophia the Light God and the man would be Anbar the Dark God. It is difficult to think of anyone else who can treat the evil gods, even if they are divine.

"You're almost too greedy to say you're a god.

I've been thinking about this for a long time... '

To the voice of the Light God, who at some point transitioned to preaching, Henri the Evil God blocked his ears with his hands, as if he were a pioneer.

The wasted sermon, almost overheard, was very long, and Henri, the evil god, reluctantly nodded whether it eventually broke into an extended sermon.

"Mmmm... ok, I'll do something else"

"Not at all."

"Oh, boy."

After finishing his communion with the other gods, Henri turned again toward the five men under the stairs… without subtly taking his gaze off to make sure that there was no demonic eye influence, while informing him of the contents of a new trial.

"Phew... it's a pain in the ass to think, so the trial makes it a dungeon offense.

Reach the bottom level, level 31. "

"--------- Huh!?"

The throwing way of telling was to the impossibility of the back, the only scream that Aurain wouldn't have a voice to know about it.

Ten thousand gold coins could have been better served.

Thus, Party Atlandam was once again to challenge the world's most difficult dungeon, the Sanctuary of the Evil God, which it had previously challenged up to ten levels.