On the way to the house where I was staying now for a while as a Saint candidate, Sistiamika stared at Lord several times.
After looking hesitant for a moment, Sistiamika finally whispered to me.
"Rona, is this man really your Mystic Beast?"
As I expected. She also seemed to suspect the identity of this Lord-man.
Although I felt very tired talking about it, I had no choice but to explain to Sistiamika.
"This man... Lord, he should indeed be my Mystic Beast. Well, although he is quite unique."
I whispered that to Sistiamika while looking at the Lord-man.
He was currently looking around curiously. He didn't seem to have any memories, so seeing the cityscape was really interesting to him.
In terms of appearance, this man is indeed very perfect.
But...
"Summoner, I have told you. I am a Lord, not a Mystic Beast!"
... That's it. This man was completely adamant that he was Lord.
Really, what the hell are these things of Lord?
Is this some kind of word that is trending in this man's world?
"Yes, yes, yes..."
I just replied to the man's words lazily.
The Lord-man continued to protest, but I just looked at him coldly.
I can see this guy's status with the System.
[(???)]
[Race: Human.]
[Rank: A+(D)]
[Title: Summon of Rona Merah, (???).]
He was clearly and precisely stated as a Human, but this man insisted on saying that he was a Lord or something. It seemed like this man's brain needed a bit of additional adjustment because it was losing too much of himself.
It takes 999 more fragments.
It would take a lot of effort to collect them as the Mystic Beast Fragments were scattered all over the world.
But, well, I don't think I really have to worry about that anymore because in the end, Sistiamika is the one who will become a Saint.
I ignored Lord and walked home with Sistiamika.
Since it was too late in the day and we were tired, I advised Sistiamika to stay at my house instead of going back to her house.
Sistiamika did not refuse and gladly accepted my offer.
Of course, with Lord. For some reason, I can't keep this strange man like the other Saint candidates do.
Whenever I intended to do so, Lord would always refuse and eventually, my attempt failed.
Is there indeed a rule that allows Summon to resist Summoner's orders?
I pondered that when the three of us walked in.
"I'm going home~"
"Excuse me..."
"Isn't this building too small for a castle, Summoner?"
We said and reacted differently, but in the end, we walked in calmly.
I found Nulli and the other Saint candidates in the living room.
"Welcome~" Nulli welcomed us.
"You're finally back, Rona," said a little girl who looked to be about 12 years old - Yana.
The other Saint candidates also smiled and waved at me and Sistiamika when they saw us.
However, when they realized Lord's existence, they instantly became noisy.
"Wow! Who is this handsome man?"
"He's so cool..."
They seemed to be quite fascinated by Lord's exterior.
They didn't see firsthand the process of how I summoned Lord, so their reaction was very natural.
They might think that Lord is my friend or something. In reality, he is my Summon.
Hm, thinking about it this once, this does seem strange.
I introduced Lord to Nulli and the others.
"This man is actually my Summon, Lord."
Although it's embarrassing, I still don't think hiding his identity is a good idea.
After all, there were already many other Saint candidates who had seen the appearance of Lord, so the news would eventually spread among the Saint candidates or maybe even social media.
The Saints candidates' gazes became strange after hearing my words.
"Seriously?" Nulli blinked.
"This sounds perverted...!" said Yana as she averted her gaze.
"Mystic Beast...?"
"But..."
"Why his name is Lord?"
Other than Yana who seemed to be thinking of something 'extraordinary', the other Saint candidates who stayed with me muttered hesitantly.
I walked closer to them while explaining.
"I know this is strange, but that's how it is. Lord is my Summon, right, Sisti?"
In order to add credibility to my words, I encourage this kind-hearted and never-lying Sistiamika into this matter as well.
Even though she looked embarrassed, Sistiamika still answered with a smile.
"Yes... Yes! S-sir Lord is indeed Rona's Summon!"
Nulli and the others looked at each other.
In the end, they seemed to accept my words.
"Well, if that's what Sisti said..."
"It seems like it's true, huh."
"Even though I thought that Rona finally got a boyfriend..."
"In that case, Rona, may I take a picture with your Summon?"
They all displayed different types of reactions, but overall, they didn't seem to deny Lord's existence.
I breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of it.
***
After taking a shower and eating, I, Sistiamika, and Lord returned to my room.
Yes, that's true. Lord also entered the room.
The room was quite spacious.
There are cabinets, study desk, chairs, sofas, and various other items.
Naturally, Sistiamika and I would use the bed.
So, Lord, as the only man, had to be content with sleeping on the couch.
"I can't accept this kind of insult, Summoner!"
That was what Lord had said, but he quickly fell asleep without caring anything after lying on the sofa.
"He looks exhausted?"
I curiously peeked at Lord's sleeping face.
This man was sleeping soundly like someone who had just worked overtime.
Sitting on the bed, Sistiamika combed her long hair as she replied to my mutter.
"According to the Summon Book, Mystic Beasts are creatures that are trapped between life and death for countless times. The divine energy we have awakens them like the light of life, so maybe he just hasn't gotten used to his body after coming back to life."
I turned my head towards Sistiamika when she said that.
Very rarely for Sistiamika to say such a long sentence. So I was quite surprised to hear it.
However, what was even more surprising was the aura that Sistiamika possessed when she talked about Saint-related matters.
She seemed very holy... Just like a real Saint.
"As expected of a true Saint..."
It seems that Sistiamika does have a strong destiny to become a Saint.
The saint of this country has been decided, it seems.
I turned my head back towards Lord's sleeping face.
"Hmm, his appearance is really good-looking, as expected of a Rank A+..."
Just staring at it made me want to touch it, so I stretched out my hand and touched the side of Lord's face.
It was at that moment that the scene in front of me was replaced by a dark field and a red sky.
That place was a battlefield.
Corpses were scattered everywhere while screams of anguish echoed on all sides.
Right in the middle of the battlefield, a man with long black hair who looked very similar to Lord fell to his knees in front of a man in full white armor.
A sword pierced through the heart of a man who looked like Lord.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the black-haired man turned his head towards me.
"Summoner, I'm sorry. We have failed. I... Too weak..."