Mayoi Black Summoner: Volume 10

1. Auflage 2022
ISBN: 978-1-7183-7566-6
Verlag: J-Novel Club
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: Adobe DRM (»Systemvoraussetzungen)

E-Book, Englisch, 250 Seiten

Reihe: Black Summoner

Our favorite battle junkie (Kelvin) clashes with the previous Demon Lord (Gustav) in the depths of hell where no light reaches!
Upon chasing Serge Flore, one of the Apostles, all the way to Abyssland, Kelvin catches wind of a strange rumor. Namely, the ghost of the previous Demon Lord, Gustav, has been witnessed roaming what remains of his former domain. Kelvin decides to go check it out with Ange, but much to their disappointment, all they find in the ruins of Grebarelka is a golem. Needless to say, they're quite surprised when they later return with Sera on a visit to her hometown and discover Bell Baal, an Apostle, waiting for them!
Come along for the ride as this black-clad Grim Reaper and his friends challenge hell, demons, and the Apostles in the tenth volume of his epic journey!

Autoren/Hrsg.

Mayoi, Doufu

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Leseproben

Chapter 1: Abyssland

When my party arrived in Abyssland, the realm of the demons, we found ourselves in the middle of a desert filled with bizarre purple sand. The portal itself was located within an oasis protected by a barrier that kept conditions comfortable, but the heat hit us as soon as we stepped out. We struck out into the desert as the two suns in the sky beat down on us without mercy. Normally, we could move at breakneck speed and zip through locations with similarly adverse conditions in no time at all, but we unfortunately could not do so at the moment. The drudgery of traveling at normal walking speed weighed down on us as the going got harder and harder.

“Next would be...this side. Please watch your footing.”

One reason we were going so slowly was that we were following the sole survivor of a demon army, someone who knew the least poisonous path through the sand. After Sera lifted Blood Dominion and we negotiated with him properly, he readily agreed to serve as our guide.

Of course, if Rion went ahead of us, she could purify the poisonous sand and us a path. We didn’t want that to happen, however, so I was now carrying her on my back.

“Ehe heh. Sorry for troubling you, Kel-nii.”

“You sure are in good spirits for someone who’s apologizing.”

It didn’t take a genius to come up with the idea of relying on Rion’s Absolute Purification, and we actually did try it for a while. However, we stopped after giving it more thought. Yes, Absolute Purification did work as expected, and the poisonous purple sand turned into beautiful, pristine white sand in a large radius wherever Rion stepped. If she continued doing that, however, she would be creating a path directly to the portal. This desert, which prevented demons from invading the overworld with its extremely harsh conditions, would lose its function.

We had Rion try to suppress her ability as much as possible but learned that there was no way to entirely cancel its effects. In short, we had to prevent her from touching the sand. It would get tiring using Sky Walk for the entire journey, so we reached the conclusion that someone had to carry her. Per her request, it turned out to be me.

“Hm, hm, hm!”

Despite how hot it was, I still thought the body heat from Rion to be nothing but comfortable. Of course, we will be completely ignoring the fact that I was barely feeling her chest on my back. It was a small problem that was more than made up for by her periodically rubbing her cheek against my back in the cutest way ever.

“My king, are you tired yet? Do you not want me to switch with you?” Gerard asked in an extremely envious voice behind me as he lifted his hands and put them back down restlessly. This was the fifth time he had asked me this question since we’d set off from the portal. It almost felt like once every five minutes.

“You know that this heat and the sun has superheated your armor, right? Do you plan on burning Rion’s skin?”

“Grrr, never have I cursed the fact that my body is a suit of armor more than today!”

There was no way that I would pass Rion to the guy who insisted on maintaining his pride as a knight and keeping his full body armor on even on a blazingly hot day like today. His armor was probably hot enough to fry an egg on at the moment. As such, I did not hesitate in turning him down.

“Wearing black from head to toe isn’t much better, is it? Ughh, it’s so hot...”

“Don’t say that, Ange,” Sera replied. “I read in a book somewhere that it’s hot only when you think it’s hot! It’s cool. Yes, if I can convince myself that this is cool, I’ll be all good!”

“Sera-san, you’re drenched in sweat. It’s not good to force yourself.”

The heat was starting to get to my companions one by one. Sera was putting up a strong front, but just as Ange had pointed out, there was no way to hide the sweat coursing down our foreheads. Efil and Red Mdo were the only ones who did not look uncomfortable. Oh, and Melfina.

“Everyone, you sorely lack training. Look at me: I’m even carrying Shutola and I’m still fine.”

“Sister Mel, generating cool air around yourself is cheating.”

“Don’t misunderstand, Dahak. I am doing this solely for Shutola’s sake. I’ll repeat it one more time: this is for Shutola’s sake.”

“Then the rest of us—”

“Have you already forgotten the explanation given by our guide, Dahak? Drastic changes in temperature would trigger large-scale environmental upheaval. As such, I can only create enough cool air to surround one person. And it only makes sense for that one person to be me, since I am carrying Shutola.”

“Ugh, can’t really argue against that...”

Although Melfina’s explanation sounded overly convenient, her reason was quite solid this time. The second reason we were traveling so slowly was Shutola. The young princess was currently sleeping on Melfina’s back, groaning every once in a while. Just before we had set out into this desert, Shutola and Alex had fallen ill out of the blue. We had all been very worried, naturally, and put a pause on heading out. However, it did not take long for us to figure out what was going on, as we had witnessed the same phenomenon happening to the rest of us in the past.

“Who’d have thought they’d both Evolve at a time like this,” I murmured.

“It’s our first time having so many in our group Evolve concurrently,” Efil agreed. “Boga-chan’s still sleeping, right?”

I had thought it was about time, with their levels being what they were. Those of us who had Evolved after killing Demon Lord Zel had also been in that ballpark. Boga was obviously going to become the Flame Dragon King, but we had no idea what Shutola and Alex would turn into. I was looking forward to seeing the changes in Boga’s and Alex’s appearances. Humanoid species rarely changed appearance in any significant way when Evolving, so for Shutola, I was looking forward to seeing what abilities she would obtain.

“Those who are Evolving are supposed to get complete bed rest. Since Shutola isn’t my Follower, I honestly think we should have remained inside the barrier until her Evolution finished. But, well, she just wouldn’t listen.” I sighed.

Efil nodded. “She did say ‘I don’t want to drag everyone down’ before she went to sleep.”

“And we rarely see Shutola asking for something and insisting on it. She really didn’t think about how we’d then need to go slowly in order to avoid causing undue burden on her body, ha ha.”

“You say that, Master, but you looked happy. You didn’t put up much of a fight.”

“I mean...when a child who rarely asks for something suddenly does, you end up wanting to grant the request, don’t you?”

“Princess, are your arms tired yet? Do you not wish for me to take over this heavy responsibility for you? If you wrap Shutola up in cloth and direct the cool air my way, then even I—”

“Gerard, have you forgotten that my stats are higher than yours? Furthermore, I feel like you might start skipping if I entrust her to you, so I’m afraid I have to turn you down.”

“Wh— I won’t! I’ll dedicate the entirety of my attention to providing her with the smoothest and most comfortable ride ever!”

“Oh, right. Hey, Subordinate Demon.”

“Um, is that my name going forward? N-Not that I will complain, of course. How may I be of service?”

“Is the country once ruled by Demon Lord Gustav close to here?”

“Gustav? Oh, do you mean Redbeard? The one who used to be a Demon Lord?”

“Redbeard?”

“Yes, that was Gustav’s alias. I heard he got it because of his long, red beard. The way it fluttered around made it exceptionally conspicuous on the battlefield.”

“Interesting.”

“So, what happened to his country?” Sera asked in a curious tone, popping up next to me.

“Umm, what do you mean?”

“He lost to the Hero of his time, right? What happened to the country after that?”

“Well, Gustav’s nation, the Empire of Grebarelka, had half of Abyssland under its control at its peak. After he died, however, other countries slowly chipped away at its land. Now, it’s a tiny country consisting only of the capital and the area immediately around it. The capital was once on the verge of being taken over too, but...”

“But?”

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