Summoning at Random

"Oh, brave man!

Well done. Here you go!

"............ what?

To a joyful voice suddenly thrown from the front, Ling Ji raised his dumb voice unexpectedly without any idea of the situation.

Ling Ji stood in the middle of a large room.

Ling Ji looks around a little while without understanding and manages to make her understand.

A bonfire lit up in a basement, windowless room, with huge tattoos on the floor and thin rays of light.

On the tattoo there were four girls at equal intervals, three of whom remained on their knees, one standing up. Apparently, that rising girl is the one who called out to Ling Ji earlier.

"Wow!?

Ling Ji, who turned his attention to the girl, accidentally missed his gaze and turned in the direction of the day after tomorrow. Because the girl's outfit was remarkable and it was hard to look directly at her.

The girl with her watery hair stretched to her waist is wrapped in a white one-piece clothing, but when the fabric looks thin and close, her skin is completely clear. Besides, she doesn't seem to be wearing underwear, and everything is dewy. For what seemed seriously thin and transparent, he was more lustrous dressed than naked.

The girl looked about the same age as Ling Ji, but she could see an unsuitably rich chest, and Ling Ji blushed.

It would be unavoidable as a healthy boy to turn a blind eye as a courtesy, but with a flickering glance.

"Huh? Ah...!

The girl also remembered her outfit when she saw Ling Ji like that, hiding her body with both hands as she blushed with shame. But such a trick also makes me look as if I'm tempting.

It should be noted that this outfit of the girl is officially conveyed as ritual clothing for the ritual of summons.

Because there are so many men to be summoned, the outfit highlights the late colour tone, which is assumed to attract attention and take in to the allies with the first impression, but the history has already been lost and communicated merely as an official ritual garment.

It is also a part of the fact that all four of them who carried out the rite of summons are beautiful girls.

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Two people who shy away from their eyes and push silently as they get awkward and red, I heard a cough coming from behind the girl there.

"Cohon!"

"Ah!? And I beg your pardon!

Summoning ritual, successfully accomplished. His Holiness the Pope, under the Cardinal. "

The girl hurriedly turned back to me with a hack at the sound of the cough and said the report back on her knees.

By doing so, Ling Ji finally realized that there were other people on the spot than the girls.

Behind the girl, an old man sat in luxurious legal clothes in a heightened place, and around them stood those who wore legal clothes in the same way. There are several other strong men with great sceptres beside them.

Earlier coughs were by a grand old man standing around in his legal clothes, but the girl had made a report against an old man sitting on the throne.

Even Ling Ji, who cannot understand the situation, could understand that the old man is the most highly identifiable person on this occasion.

"Um, thank you for your hard work.

Then bring the brave man here. "

"Yes."

At the direction of the old man, the girl looked back and reached out to Ling Ji.

"Please come this way, brave man"

The girl gently pulls her hand and walks towards the old man, as she invites Ling Ji, who has accidentally reflexively joined her hands.

Ling Ji walked as far away from the girl's limbs as possible, but without turning back.

Guided from the old man's throne to about three meters away, the girl let go of Ling Ji's hand and lowered. Naturally, Ling Ji will be kept on the spot.

Ling Ji, who was brought in front of a person who seemed to have a high profile and confused without knowing what posture to take, ended up talking to that person while standing.

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"The first thing you see, the valiant hall of the other world.

I am Altrius IV, the contemporary pope of Holy Light. "

"The brave men of the other world? Holy Light? Pope?"

Ling Ji exposes her confusion to a number of words that suddenly pop up.

It's called the girl earlier, I know I'm called "the brave one," but I don't know why that is. Ling Ji does not have any special blood muscles, nor does he have any memories of his previous life.

In addition, the word "holy light religion" is unfamiliar to hear. I can imagine it being some kind of religion from the literal standpoint, but it was a name I had never heard of before in my life. Although the term "pope" could still be understood as a title, it was unrealistic to be told that it was the head of a religion that I had never heard of.

Confused by the anomaly, Ling Ji overlooked the obvious discomfort to be noticed if it were meant to be. That is, to be having a conversation in "Japanese" with an old man or girl in front of you who, no matter how you look at it, is invisible to the Japanese.

"Um, there's no point in not knowing.

This is a different world than the one in which Lord Brave ever lived. "

"Another world......"

When I heard the words, 'Voice' came back to life behind Ling Ji's brain.

"To summon from another world."

That's what the 'voice' said then. Interaction with the 'voice', which was unrealistic as if it were a dream or something, rapidly brightens in Ling Ji's head.

Summoning from different worlds, that is, called from different worlds. That means someone called Ling Ji and he was brought to this place as a result.

"You brought me here?

"Anyway, you're right.

To save our plight, Lord Brave carried out a summoning ritual. "

"So, that 'voice' too?

"'Voice'...?

To the pope with a strange look, Ling Ji told him about what had happened before he came here.

"Hmm, maybe that's the voice of the Virgin."

"Holy Virgin God?

"Well, you created this world, and you're a great, merciful goddess."

Ling Ji questioned the Pope's words. 'Voices' that I never even saw in the end, but just because I heard 'voices' didn't seem very such a holy being.

However, it was also understood by Ling Ji that stating it here would only make the conversation more difficult. That's why I try to put the story back together.

"So why did you try to summon me?

"As I said earlier, we are in a state of distress.

Two years ago the evil gods were resurrected and the demons keep their movements active.

People are disturbed, and some of them are leaving the country to meet them. "

"So, evil god? And the Demon Clan..."

Ling Ji is frightened by the talk of moving in a disturbing direction even if he merely hears it in words, but the Pope does not even try to deal with it as he realizes it. Keep talking like it's intoxicating.

"We must hold back the wicked and make sure that the world is managed under the right teachings.

Therefore, now is the time for us at Holy Light to rise and lead the world to its full role.

As its flag, Lord Brave would like us to crusade the Evil God and his Hand, the Demon King!

"Hey, wait a minute!

I don't have that power... "

Realizing that he was about to be made to do something outrageous, Ling Ji tries to stop the Pope's words dressed in such a way that he rushes to stop the Pope by putting his palms forward.

At that moment, things happened.

A huge flame was suddenly emitted from the palms of Ling Ji's hands.

"Whoa, whoa!?

"Wow!?

Because he had tried to offer it before, the flame went straight ahead and burned the throne and the wall by trying to plunder the Pope's head.

The Pope is stunned and falls off the throne screaming. The surrounding neighbors and the friar monks rushed over to the Pope to help him up.

"Huh? Huh? Huh? Yes, what the hell...?

Suddenly confused, Ling Ji becomes a bar and has no choice but to watch what happens.

The Pope, who was helped, had his hair burned because the flames had plundered his head, making him look like a riverboy or a fallen martial artist.

"... eh..."

"What?"

The Pope tells something, but his low voice was not heard by those around him.

"Get him! Get him!

Not brave or anything! It was done without interfering with the Summoning Rite, not at the hands of the Evil God!

At first, the surrounding people were unable to respond to the sudden cry, but soon after the Pope's decree, the monks of the escort leave in public to surround Ling Ji.

"Huh? Ma, wait... no, I didn't do that now...!

The monks, who try to excuse themselves but surround themselves, have no ears to listen to, but set up a scepter in their hand to slap Ling Ji down.

"Damn!? I'm not kidding!

Ling Ji understood that while he could not grasp the situation, he would not be caught busy as he was. Behind the brain are medieval European witch hunting and heretical interrogation. I could only imagine the end of the road, which was not so different from it, when it was called the hand of the evil god at the top of the religion.

"No, wait!

Ling Ji twisted his scepter down at the critical spot and twisted himself to escape from the scene.

In a situation surrounded by a few people, they were likely to be caught soon, but they were half self-absorbed.

However, unlike Ling Ji himself and surrounding expectations, Ling Ji demonstrated remarkable physical ability to jump the monks to break through the enclosure.

"Nah!? My body...... light!?

Ling Ji is perplexed that the power and speed he never imagined would be exerted, but he immediately thought of the 'voice'.

"Oh, don't worry, okay? 'Cause I'll keep you physically competent.'

'Voice' at that time said it would enhance physical ability. I thought that was it.

"I can't believe it, now it helps!

Ling Ji, who ran in the opposite direction to the throne, hit the door from his shoulder with that momentum. Even if it was locked, the thought was to push it open, but contrary to the imagination, the door itself blew away.

"Dude, are you serious..."

I was surprised that I was more physically capable than I expected, and I felt a little creepy about Ling Ji, but now it wasn't the other way around.

Running up the stairs that were at the end of the door, it was a quiet cathedral hallway.

Ling Ji, who couldn't afford to pay attention to the strange gaze of the people going out with him, ran in the direction where he thought there was an exit.