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

In scorching heat.

In a corner of a small city held by a blazing red lotus flame.

Setuna had painstakingly stopped the consciousness that was likely to be scattered now. The flames that burned his entire body, becoming intense pain, still strike around like crazy inside and outside his body. It makes me want to peel all over my body.

Still, he stands.

(I wonder why)

Setuna lowered her gaze as she asked herself. Surrounded by a hellish landscape of misery. A small city park called Karan. The appliances in the park, as well as the disturbing buildings on all sides, were also engulfed in a bright red flame. I wonder how long the flames will keep burning. The fire momentum is just so bad that it's unlikely to go into extinguishing work.

Under his eyes, a man is falling. Long lean body. At close range, I knew very well that I had dark hair. The uniform-like outfit looks blue. The wand, whose dragon's head decoration was no longer lost, was still firmly clenched when he lost consciousness.

Fire Dragon Daughter.

Is it a man's summoning arm? I'm not sure the difference between a subpoena weapon and a general weapon, but am I sure that something with incredible power recognizes it as a subpoena weapon? I knew the power of the wand by myself. Blow fire, create blast flames, scatter destruction - it was a scary substitute.

The wand flames burned the city and scorched the whole body of Setuna.

And the momentum is burning the city so that it doesn't know decay. Karan may be turning into ashes tomorrow.

At that time, Setsuna's life was also burned out. Recognize vaguely. But I have no regrets. I was going to do what I could do. I did everything I could. I wonder if I can put my chest up, that's how I think.

They defeated the vicious man who burned down the city. This battle amateur. Isn't that enough? No one has to compliment me. I might rather be scolded. They might think you're stupid. He jumps into the flames, knocks down the killer, but he loses his life. It's a really ridiculous story. Crap.

But it's full.

In enthusiasm, a strange freshness was blowing into his mind.

Just one thing, if you ever think thoughtlessly, it's...

(Ha...)

In the midst of his hazy consciousness, Setuna grinned bitterly at his foolish thoughts. I don't think I need to do anything like that. But I was also honest about wanting to do something about this tragedy.

Can't we put out the flames that burn the city? I want to burn this little town down and put out the flames that probably took away the routine that was peaceful. Doesn't that get that little girl's smile back? Dreams have helped.

Setsuna looked in her hand. I'm holding a black spear. A pitch black spear. Though we know that we possess vicious powers, we have not figured them all out.

(If this...)

Setuna, gripping the spear with both hands, stuck her tip at her feet. In Setuna's hypothesis that it would disappear if it ended its role, the black spear should have already finished its role. He summoned only to beat the man who was passing out in front of him. That aim has been achieved.

Still not gone.

(You've left something to do...!

Maybe that's Setuna's assumption. From the outset, the perception of the summoning armed may be wrong. You don't even know how to summon and return. Who would laugh, even if it was the wrong perception?

Setuna, however, was convinced that her assumptions were not necessarily out of sight at all this time. There is a reaction of force in both hands holding the pattern. Scream.

"Turn it off!

Moments later, the treasure balls embedded in the stone processes emitted a blurry light. The blue flash seemed to vividly dye Setuna's retina and penetrate her consciousness.

Something, I felt like I heard a voice.

(... what?

Setuna felt uncomfortable, but it vanished in an instant. Instead, the resurrected general pain disturbs the consciousness.

The bright light emitted by the spear jewel instantly envelops the entire park. But that doesn't fit. Increase your strength at a fierce rate. Outside the park. Swallow the standing buildings and spread throughout Karan.

Setuna grasped that the light of the spear had gone all over Karan. The spear will teach you. I feel like I'm looking down from the sky. And understand. I can see what the light of the spear is trying to exchange.

Setuna ordered.

"Do it."

Along with that one word, the light that was spreading throughout Karan began to reflux to the treasure balls. A flood of bright light winds up. The blue running, which pushed him toward the black spear as furiously as he could, had brought tremendous enthusiasm.

It was as if a flame, a flame that was inflaming the entire Karan area, were being pushed away with a flood of light. The flame, which has no art of fighting, is sucked into the treasure ball with the light.

At the center of the multiple spirals drawn by the blue light and the crimson flames, Setsuna, was flashing. I understand. I was able to figure out what the spear was trying to do. But the only way to see events far beyond my imagination was to open my mouth gently.

And the fierce fire held by the blue light could no longer sustain its enthusiasm, or let the spear-bearing Setuna bear one wound. In seconds of things, the flames all over the city disappeared into the spear. It's just a matter of time. Setsuna herself, so much so that I wondered what had happened.

From around Setuna, the flames were extinguishing. Hot air also disappears and is cooled rapidly. The blue sky was reclaimed overhead, and the sight of hell, which had spread until just a few seconds earlier, disappeared like a lie.

Regardless, the building that was burned by the flames wasn't safe. The flames just went out, and everything couldn't have gotten back to normal.

In Setuna's sight was a town burned down and abandoned. A swarm of black-burned burnt buildings is still silent like a funeral.

Burning trees also rise ashes in the wind. The city was burned to the ground. It was too late to remove the flames. Had I come here sooner, wouldn't this have happened?

Maybe it was pointless.

Setuna laughed mocking herself as she began to lean against the spear. His strength was no longer enough to sustain him physically.

All you have to do is fall to the ground and lose consciousness. And maybe that's the last thing in his life.

Fire Dragon Daughter's flame burned all over Setuna. My whole body is burning. Big burns, etc. Isn't the word even raw and warm? So much heat is smoking under my skin. The black spear didn't seem to erase Setuna's burns, even if the flames were removed.

But.

(Fine. Now)

For some reason, I felt that way.

A very clean breeze blew through Setuna's mind. I must have never felt this way before in my life.

I have no regrets.

I want to live more. I don't want to die. I also know that even if I die here, I have nothing but to die for nothing.

But still, the cool wind blowing through my mind takes life and death away from Setuna's consciousness. My obsession with life diminishes and my fear of death disappears.

(You're like this, my life can't believe it)

Maybe that's a give up.

Setsuna wanted to laugh. For some reason, I wanted to laugh at everything in this current situation. But there couldn't have been a laugh or anything. He was left with no such strength or strength.

In a hazy corner of his consciousness, he heard a number of shoe sounds. The footsteps echoed unusually throughout the city, where there was no sound.

"Hey you!?

Setuna fell as-is, trying to look back at you in the man's full voice. At the end of his flushing vision, he saw a young blonde. The look on the face of the young man, who was heartily surprised, was a stupidity in itself, but it must not matter now.

I was hearing the footsteps of the sleeper.

For Faria-Belfaria, there was no irrevocable lapse, etc. Looking back on her twenty-two years of life, there has never been such a failure. No. I've never made a mistake that I can't overrule.

Of course, such a thing couldn't be proud, and she was neither vulnerable nor helpless enough to use that degree as a base of confidence.

But, and she shook her head.

"Oh my God..."

Crush, crush.

Looking up at the wreckage of the city of Karan, its east gate, Faria had to think about the fault from Mizuru. She's also a young woman to look at. The slightly blue-haired brunette was slightly shorter, with weak vision or red edged glasses.

The eyebrows were thin and the iris of the long cut eyes was like a green cylinder ball. I'd say a neat face. The face, which would have given a chilling impression somewhere, was now stained with discouragement.

A slender, tight limb, yet its supple body line did not stop insisting that it was a woman. I guess that's also due to the clothes you're wearing. That outfit, based on black and red, seemed to fit her limbs perfectly, highlighting the irregularities in her chest and glutes.

"I didn't make it..."

She was just looking at the East Gate with dismay. It no longer even has a body of gates. There were two columns that burned down, and the gates had collapsed around them.

We can't even find the remnants now, but Karan's East Gate masterpiece, the glory of the past, was famous in the country. The east gate was lost. That, for Karan, must have been a huge loss for this Gandia.

No, that's not all.

Faria, crossing the remains of the East Gate, proceeded to the city of Karan. Enter the street from the East Gate to the West Gate. So again, she almost stopped, but enjoyed herself a long time. It is unacceptable to stop moving forward.

It was a burning field. It was a tragedy to the point of despair. That could be a sign that the scourge of war has passed.

Faria, about in the street, finally stopped her legs. Around us, people with a grumpy look, just like her, wander as if they had been attached to something. The figure was like a lost soul, and it didn't even look like despair itself.

"This is... this...!?

To her chest, different thoughts came and countless memories ran around the back of her brain. The small chaos created by houses, dotted shops, clutter buildings, and buildings of all sizes on the side of the street in this city called Karan was lost in less than half a day.

I loved this difficult city to live in and to remember on top of the hard walking. It's not a town where I was born and raised, and it's been years since I've been here. Even though I like something, Jikan won't matter so much.

She put her hands on her trembling chest. It was anger and sorrow that boiled, and hostility towards himself that could not do anything. I just cursed myself, and I don't cover up reality. Even she understood that. But the anger without a place to go, goes inside.

"Faria!

"I wonder what?

Faria turned somewhat grumpy at the sound of the man she heard from behind her back. That was not very unusual for her. Don't hit others with anger at yourself.

At the end of her gaze I looked back, there was Saris-Erion as I thought. He was a good fit young man with the term good blonde blue eyed youth. Faria is also not the only one who knows his nature, which tends to be seen like a stubbornness itself from a hair that has been laid down perfectly as prescribed. Both the white skin and the uniform stained with military uniform were black and coaly.

"Late arrival, good luck"

"You still hate it."

Faria also responded with a slight raise of her hand to Sarris, who had raised her hand gently. Sarris's refreshing smile was more disgusting than usual and she was disgusted with herself like that.

"That's not true. Thanks to your prompt response, only the worst has been spared."

"To?"

Floating a raw reply, Faria immediately regretted it. Must have had a very dumb look. Anyway, it's not the look you should be exposed to in front of Sarris. I'm sure it falls to be a boring story.

"It was your people who defeated the armed summoner who burned the city, wasn't it? You're not?

The meaning of Sarris' words should have been understood without any mistake of dimension. But to Faria, I had no idea what it was about, and once again, I just had to raise my loose voice between them.

"Huh?"