Guman Kingdom, borderlands.
The overcast night had dyed this boundless forest pitch-black.
Then, high above the dark forest, a faint glimmer flashed past. But it quickly plummeted into the depths of the woods.
As the glimmer vanished, a vast blaze appeared in the distance. The cluster of flames swiftly converged toward where the light had fallen.
At the point of impact, a girl covered in dust, her hair disheveled and one lens of her glasses shattered into a spiderweb pattern, groaned as she crawled out of the huge crater.
"Something went wrong again... Is there a problem with this flying broom, or is it my handling?"
Looking at the crater she had smashed into from above, as well as the broom standing upright in its center, Abruie felt helplessness well up from the bottom of her heart. She deeply missed her Tricolored Deer now... If the Tricolored Deer had been with her, how could she have fallen to the ground halfway through a flight?
Yes, this girl was Abruie, who had parted ways with Angel less than two days ago.
Though Abruie was full of complaints, the flying broom had cost her quite a bit of money. She still jumped back into the pit and retrieved it.
The moment she picked up the flying broom, Abruie heard a clamor not far away.
Abruie's face suddenly went white, as though she had thought of something. A cantrip model rapidly took shape in her mental space. Then she pressed one hand to the ground, and a six-pointed summoning array flashed into existence beneath her.
The summoning array shone brightly. Soon afterward, an emerald-green parrot with a crown-like fleshy crest atop its head emerged from the array.
"Huh? I clearly summoned a Keen-Eyed Demon Falcon. Why did a Crown Parrot come out? Did