Black Summoner: Volume 18 (eBook)

Doufu Mayoi (Autor)

eBook Download: EPUB

2024
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-7582-6 (ISBN)

Infos

Things are heating up in Lumiest as the exhibition match reaches its climax! But when fallen angels with a mysterious motive make their move, what will become of the event?

Both DarkMel and Kelvin seem to be in danger as the fallen angels seem to have their sights set on the pair. The angels also seem more than willing to take hostages, so how will our heroes cope?

The enemy's plans don't just end with the exhibition match, though! What are they really after? What will be their next target? Either way, Kelvin's definitely not going to be bored!

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Chapter 1: Conclusion and Manifestation

A jet-black halo and wings were the sign that an angel had gone against a god’s will and fallen. Horace’s appearance was definitely that of a fallen angel, and it exuded a strange and indescribable feeling, like a complicated mix of holiness and evil. That was why his kind were rare, unconventional, and overwhelmingly strong.

In front of such a delectable feast, Paul’s and Sinjeel’s fighting spirit skyrocketed. Still, they were aiming to be rational battle junkies. So, following Kelvin’s teachings, they accepted the fight as set in stone and knew that they needed to at least get Horace to tell them what they needed to know.

“Fallen angel? Weren’t you a teacher at this school? Well, which one is it?!” Paul asked angrily.

“And just suddenly saying that you’re here to bring Lady DarkMel back would only confuse her,” Sinjeel added. “At least give the minimum amount of information necessary; I thought you were a gentleman. Is that only in looks?”

“Hm.” Horace considered their words for a moment, then said, “I thought you would attack without giving me a chance to speak, but it seems you two are surprisingly levelheaded. Of course, that doesn’t change the fact that this is a waste of time. Now, come with me, Comrade DarkMel.”

“Hey!” shouted her two bodyguards.

The pair had tried to draw out some information while provoking the fight, but Horace ignored them, acting as though having anything to do with them would be a waste of time.

It seemed like only DarkMel existed to him now, so he spoke to her with one-sided kindness. “Fallen angel DarkMel, the actions you took were truly wonderful. It wouldn’t be going too far to say that the revival of our absolute deity, Addams-sama, is all thanks to your achievements. The awoken archangels will surely welcome you warmly.”

“Um...absolute deity? Uh, er...I really don’t know what you’re talking about, Instructor Horace. Are you sure you aren’t, um...mistaking me for someone else?” DarkMel asked. She was confused after being told so many absurd things out of nowhere. She had no clue what Horace was talking about. Even so, she desperately tried to think of why he would say such things to her, though she came up with nothing.

Horace, however, seemed confused too. “Surely there is no need to put on an act anymore, Comrade DarkMel?” Her flustered manner was starting to sow doubts within him.

“I’m not...acting...” she replied.

“That’s right, the little lady is the little lady!” Paul shouted. “She’s not anything more or less, you psycho!”

“Could it be? Is there something wrong with your memories?” Horace asked. “Is that even possible? No, it can’t be...but—”

“This bastard!” Paul interrupted him.

Horace had continued his policy of ignoring the pair as he started muttering to himself, clearly trying to piece something together. It was quite obvious what he was doing by now.

“But no matter what state your memory is in, my duty is to bring you with me,” he concluded. “I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t make it hard for me, if possible.”

“You idiot, did you really think we would listen to you, given how this has been going?” Paul sneered.

“Yes, well, I had to ask,” Horace said. Suddenly, he snapped his fingers.

Paul and Sinjeel, wondering what that was about, kept their eyes peeled, and they heard footsteps. These sounds didn’t belong to just one or two people but a number in the double digits. An entire crowd. Eventually, the source became clear: people wearing Lumiest’s uniform.

“Is... Are those students from Dorm Marle?” DarkMel asked.

“Yes, we are,” one of them affirmed. “If you don’t go with Instructor Horace, first-year DarkMel, we will be killed by him. Please, adventurers, don’t make a fuss and just let this go. If you do, no one has to die. Right?”

“N-Nooo...” DarkMel muttered as the students moved to surround the three of them.

One of the students replied to her with a bright smile, declaring that they were hostages. It was strange to see that attitude in such a situation. Seeing them like that must have been a shock to DarkMel, as she paled and covered her mouth with her hands.

“I’d love to say that they’re being manipulated, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. They’re acting naturally,” Sinjeel said.

“Spouting a line like that with a smile means they’re acting anything but naturally,” Paul scoffed. “Are you bastards friends of his?”

“No, we aren’t. We are Instructor Horace’s students, and his hostages. Nothing more and nothing less.” This time, a different student had spoken up, but with the same smile. As Sinjeel had noted, the way they acted didn’t indicate that they were being manipulated using charm or something similar. However, that just made the scene even creepier to the trio. Voluntarily becoming hostages, their manner of speech... All of that came together to be extremely unsettling.

“You can feel free to ignore them and fight me,” Horace warned the bodyguards. “Or you can prioritize their lives and give me Comrade DarkMel. If you choose the latter, I can guarantee the lives of these Marle students.”

“Hah! And you expect us to just trust you?” Paul said snidely.

“Yes, I do,” Horace replied. “So, what will you do? I don’t mind either way, though I don’t recommend waiting for outside reinforcements. This area is under my jurisdiction, which means I already have a barrier around it to mark it as such. Most importantly, I don’t want to waste time, so I’d like you to make a decision quickly. If you keep me waiting too long, I’ll start relieving students of their heads to alleviate my boredom.”

“You! Damn! Bastard!” Paul gnashed his teeth.

“You’re supposed to be an angel, aren’t you? At least, sort of? Are you seriously allowed to do something like this? This is more fitting of a demon,” Sinjeel complained.

“Yes, of course I am. So, what is your answer? I think it’s about time for the first victim,” Horace declared mercilessly as he approached a nearby female student and put his hand around her neck. If they didn’t come up with an answer within the next few seconds, her head would likely end up on the floor. Horace’s dispassionate attitude easily convinced the trio that he was cruel enough to make such a terrible future a reality.

“Instructor Horace...” Surprisingly, DarkMel was the one to speak up, breaking that unbearable tension.

“Yes, what is it?” the man asked in reply.

Unlike his attitude towards Paul and Sinjeel, which was wholly apathetic, Horace’s attitude towards DarkMel was somewhat soft, probably because she was also a fallen angel.

“You said earlier that there is a barrier erected around this area. Does that mean you did something to the stage as well? For example, switching the barrier to a different one to not allow papa onto it?” DarkMel asked.

“Oho, so you noticed.” Horace seemed impressed. “Yes, I did exactly that. I have confirmed that Grim Reaper Kelvin gains godlike power if you are near him. Even we wouldn’t want to encounter him in that state. We have sealed off the stage with the strongest barrier available to us.”

“I see. Thank you,” DarkMel replied.

“You’re welcome.”

That only drew grunts of confusion from Paul and Sinjeel. They were the first ones to get a slight feeling that something was off. Even though DarkMel was speaking and sounding as she normally did, their instincts told them that something was wrong.

“Please, get back, you two,” DarkMel said. “Everything will be solved as long as I step forward.”

“Hah! Never!” Paul declared.

“Sacrificing yourself would be a foolish act, Lady DarkMel. Please, don’t even consider it. I will use my brilliant mind to think of a way to solve this si—” Sinjeel was interrupted.

“Did you not hear me? I told you two to get back,” she said with more force.

That elicited noises of shock as the men’s doubts turned into certainty. In unison, they sprang into action before either could register a conscious plan. As DarkMel wished, they jumped far back and created an abundance of space between them and her.

Wha... What is this? This overwhelming sense of presence that won’t allow me to say no?! Paul thought, bewildered. Did the little lady really just say that?!

This isn’t merely in the dimension of just strong, or stronger! Sinjeel thought in a panic. Are we, pupils of Master Kelvin, seriously terrified from the bottom of our hearts? Terrified...of her? No! No way!

Their brains finally caught up, spewing a mountain of questions. But the situation was changing moment by moment, and then DarkMel had manifested a black halo and black wings. Paul and Sinjeel had no idea when she had revealed such appendages. In fact, not even Horace had been able to see the change as it happened.

Horace’s laughter slowly built up to a roar. “Please, Comrade DarkMel, you caused me some unnecessary worry there. But you have enough power that I can’t even see your depths; it’s enough to completely overwhelm me! Hmm, so you really were acting. My word, you are a...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 27.8.2024
• Reihe/Serie: Black Summoner
• Illustrationen: Kurogin (DIGS), DaiXt
• Übersetzer: Kevin Chen
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• Schlagworte: action • Adventure • Comedy • Fantasy • Isekai • Light Novel • RPG
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-7582-4 / 1718375824
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-7582-6 / 9781718375826