Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

The light was drawing a spiral.

Running of light smearing the retina. He swirls violently and also dyes his consciousness. I had the feeling my whole body was splitting apart. My hands and legs are ripped off, and I break them apart by flaking up to every single one of my blood vessels.

My head turns bright white. Unthinkable, it fell into silent darkness. In the darkness there was a painfully lonely and irresistible fear.

There was just no despair. I can't hold out hope or anything, but still, I guess I wasn't losing hope.

What was disconnected and scattered slowly but surely gathers and connects.

Resurrection is a feeling.

An unimaginably awesome pain burst around inside and outside my consciousness. You can't possibly understand him, like what happened. It was all an event outside his understanding.

He was, anyway, screaming. In the pain of being chopped all over her body, she opened her mouth wide and kept screaming. But if I didn't, my head was going to do something about it. No, actually, I was in a half frenzy. It's crazy. Everything's broken, and then, you know, you're screaming.

There was a feeling that emerged from the bottom of the darkness, and the light returned to my sight.

……

Setuna was more surprised that the severe pain had disappeared than the view was spreading in front of her. The pain, which should have caused her whole body until just before, disappeared like a lie. I felt really refreshed. The urge to run out immediately ran through, but the sight in front of me suppressed it.

He, again, looked forward. No, I've been watching it since just now, but there was something I didn't really understand. I have an incomprehensible odd feeling.

Apparently Setuna was in the woods.

It is the countless trees that stand in front of us. The distorted trees, who don't even know their names, stand up as if they were even floating with a gloomy look on their face. I didn't see any gaps in the sunlight plunging into the depressed forest, and the shade created by the ceiling of the branch leaves seemed to warn that there would be no strangers entering this forest.

Nevertheless, that warning was too late. Setsuna has already stepped into the woods. No, at some point, should I say I was stepping in?

Shake Kabuli. I don't know what it is. Setsuna was supposed to be on the school road until just now. Around, I don't even see the shadows of familiar townships. Even in that city there is a forest. But I didn't remember Setuna going into the woods.

No, there's something I remember.

We witnessed the gate descend from the sky. He was present at the descent of a huge gate and touched the door. My consciousness is flying at that moment.

"Dreams, huh?"

Setsuna, all alone. If you dream, you can also be convinced of this situation. I wake up with everything I dream about. I can see dead people, and I can be Superman. If you're dreaming, it's not strange to wake up in a forest like this.

"It's a dream."

Setuna looked around again as she made the abusive decision. The trees lined up to surround 360 degrees and only the surroundings of Setuna were square-like. It looks like an artificially created space, but I don't see any stumps or anything like that. One tree leak day won't fall from overhead, probably because the branches of the trees are intertwined to form a strong roof.

The woods were secluded and animals were not heard at all. The chilling air is flowing as if it were sinking heavily.

"If you dream..."

To a voice that sounded abruptly, Setuna looked back reflexively. In the woods where no one else was, the sudden voice was undoubtedly directed at me.

"Should I have dreamed? Boy."

It was a low woman's voice. A voice that doesn't make you feel old, not young, not old wind.

"It's a dream."

Setuna observed the opponent emerged from the back of the woods, disputing.

My first thought was red. Burning, flaming red hair, wrapped around you is red as blood. Next thing I know, I can confirm that she's a woman of voice. She was a longer woman than Setuna and boasted fleshy limbs. The lines from the busty chest, hips to the glutes and thighs are extremely exciting.

"What do you assure me?

The woman's eyes looked demonic and radiant. The beautiful golden iris did not seem to belong in this world. Even in the darkness of the forest, it shines like a moon that cuts through the night sky. Her long eyelashes edged both eyes, her shaped eyebrows, nose and white skin accentuated her beauty.

An extinct beauty would refer to this woman. Setsuna was impressed like any other HR.

"Why do you think this isn't the world?

The woman sent a provocative gaze, as if to try this one, but Setuna could not answer immediately. I just fall in love. Fantastic limbs and overwhelming beauty seem like something that can exist because it's a dream world. If it's not a dream, sometimes I meet such a beautiful woman.

"What's up?

The woman looked surprised. Maybe something was wrong with this one. Setuna laughed bitterly in her chest, as well as marveling at the beauty of her opponent, who wouldn't break even with such a look on her face. Surprise and then regain yourself. No matter how many beautiful women you are, it's not if you're in love. I don't care if it's a dream.

"Nothing"

"Hmm..."

She walked over to Setuna when she showed how surprised she was by this reaction. The initial distance was about five meters, but it gets a little closer. Smelled like a thick flower. A very natural incense of flowers, unlike perfume. I can see it drifting from the woman, but there's nothing I can do. I have the illusion that consciousness is not my own. The woman's eyes seemed compelling. I'm inviting you.

Setuna took a step in the eye as the woman invited her, and she became stiff. Raise your right hand and refuse to approach the woman. In my dreams, I would be really happy to chat with a beautiful woman. Exactly like a dream. But something's wrong. Something's odd. If you have to refuse, the back of your head is issuing a warning.

The woman who stopped her leg gave her a satisfied look.

"Good."

I didn't know what the words meant, but Setsuna realized that her heart was not tempted by the smile of an immortal beauty. If I had been myself until just now, I could have been dropped in one blow. It was such a destructive smile.

"What the fuck? What the hell."

Setsuna saw the woman again. I don't know what it is. I wonder what this situation is, as there is no doubt that this is the dream. Can you be so clearly self-conscious in your dreams? Vague anxiety hardened Setuna's consciousness.

"I took the liberty of letting you try."

A woman said it without permission. Though the smile has already disappeared, its beauty has no shade whatsoever. Beauty itself remains the same from the beginning. However, it would be reasonable to assume that something other than beauty deprived Setuna of her ability to think. Maybe that has something to do with the woman's "tried" word.

"What?"

Setuna admitted that vague anxiety grew. I feel heavy pressure. I'm surrounded by a strange feeling like I'm confronting someone completely different from the woman I was just talking to. Admit your whole body bubbles. The discomfort swells rapidly.

"It's only natural, when it comes to finding out if the summoned person can use it, right?

Women don't even laugh. I guess we're just talking about the obvious for her. I don't mind that. But it was a word Setuna couldn't understand.

"Summon...?

Regardless, I don't know what the word means. I don't even know what she wants. But you can't even pepper everything instantly. There's no way I can convince you. This is a dream. It should be a dream.

"That's right. I summoned you. to this fantasy realm. To Ils Valle."

But the woman's powerful assertion was vicious as if to crush Setuna's aspirations. A sense of defeat accompanies the feeling of being cut off. Setuna still tried to assume that this was her dream. Whatever happens if you dream is not strange. This woman's remarks are also convincing in the world of dreams.

But it was also true that something I couldn't tell you was a dream could be felt from the woman in front of me. It's extremely realistic. Her presence, her attitude. There lies. The smell is no fine dust.

"I, Azmaria-Altemax. And you?"

She - there was something about the Azmaria-Altemax question that I couldn't resist. For example, it may be something to be called magic, or it may simply be something to be called force or intimidation.

Setsuna had her mouth open.

"I... Setuna"

I have to answer - such certainty dominated him.

"It's Kamiya."

It was his voice in this world.