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

Gandia.

Says it's a small country.

In the southern part of the Wargrain continent, which floats in the sea of Iles Valle, there is a small group of nations that exist to be dense, one of which seems to be this kingdom called Gandhia.

In the narrow territory around the Wang capital Gandion, besides the Wang capital, there is a city called Maldar and smaller cities such as Karan, Merrell and Krebourg. They say the total population will not reach even 200,000 people.

You really think it was a small country, and from its founding to today, it was all over the dead end of the territory? It was another dream of dreams, such as the expansion of the territory, and with the death of the great Predecessor, the dream no longer amounted to delusion, he said.

Setuna, finally liberated after being told such stories, had a blurred view of the tent's bright white ceiling. Conversation with Faria - rather than equal to hearing the circumstances - forced Setuna to suffer mental fatigue. I didn't have the strength to hang around.

But for Setsuna, who suffers from unimaginable muscle pain, moving one pinky finger is a pain in itself. I don't even want to move.

(Thank you...?)

The words, which Setuna rebelled in her chest, were spinning from Pharia's mouth, and the sound of the dull noise somewhere in them continued to tickle his ears as she left.

"Thanks"

"To?"

To Faria's words of gratitude, which can only be described as abrupt, Setuna had to be a strange expression. Naturally. Setsuna has never done anything for her. There is no reason to be thankful.

That is since the storm of questions stopped, which can be taken both as an inquiry and an interrogation into Setuna by Faria.

Setsuna felt as though she had been torn apart physically and mentally by a storm of questions and questions until she was terribly exhausted.

In such circumstances, all of a sudden, even if appreciated, I had to come up with a raw reply.

"Thanks to you, Mr. Isalina - Elina's mother - told me that Elina had brought back a smile."

Faria, who continued to do so, was smiling. Teng himself, who caused a terrible storm of questions, smiled so invisible to the same person.

For a moment, he managed to shake it off that he was going to be seen, and Setsuna, questioned.

"Thanks to me?

"That's what Elina says."

Farina turns a gentle knob to the girl sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah! I owe it to your brother!

Elina's unyielding smile was too dazzling for Setuna. Even though it was not as intense as the Midsummer Sun, it emitted a glow similar to the light of day. I can't even stare.

"I don't..."

Setuna let her gaze crawl on the bed as she distracted herself from Elina's smile. I don't see any dirt on the white sheets. Inside the tent, as Faria said, was the hospital room itself.

"No!"

Surprised by the powerful voice, Setuna had no choice but to turn her attention to Faria. The grin had disappeared from her face, and a sincere obsession looked to Setuna.

Her breathtaking and serious expression made her forget the pain from Setuna during the bundle.

"Setuna, you've done a great deal, haven't you? Burn Karan and defeat the armed summoner who took so many lives - that, who says, can do that? I will not make it, and I cannot count on the guards. I can't believe we're waiting for the Knights."

Faria said, as if to mock herself. Perhaps the passion hidden in her voice is her mourning.

"You exchanged it alone. You were burned, you were about to lose your life, and yet, you defeated Lance-Birain. This is commendable. If you hadn't defeated him, Mardar or Krebourg, or Gandion, the king's capital, would have become the city's two dancers by now. That's for sure."

Sure, maybe she's right. At that time, if Setuna hadn't unconscious that man - Lance-Birrain - he would have disappeared before Karan was ashed. It's not hard to imagine Lance-Biraine, who could run away, setting fire to another city.

Whether he's a lunatic or not, he will.

One small city should not be enough to burn it down to the end of the world. Most importantly, the small city, which should not be enough for Lance-Birrain, was consumed by his fire and returned to ashes.

"... but it's on fire, huh? Anything."

Setuna even had despair at the sight painted behind her brain. Red lotus and burning township. Even if you put out all that flame, all that remains is ruin. Everything burned out and many things were lost.

I can't take it back.

Regardless, it's not Setuna's fault. I know that. But it's humans who wonder if something could be done about it. If we had acted faster and faster, no, if the summons by Azmaria had been carried out sooner -.

"Right. Karan is said to be burned, and there are more than five hundred dead."

(See. I couldn't do one thing...)

Setuna, stunned, looked out for the ceiling. I'm about to be beaten to powerlessness by being poked at the reality of the number of dead. Of course, I guess Setuna has nothing to do with the cause. For one thing, it's not Setuna's fault.

My head understands.

By the time Setuna arrived, Karan was so inflamed that he could no longer apply his hand. What did you do, it must not even have been water on the baking stone.

That, too, I knew.

Setuna bit her lip. The taste of blood fills my mouth.

"But Setsuna brought back the smile of one girl."

"Please stop resting."

Setuna told him to keep an eye on the ceiling. Although the tent is firmly anchored, from time to time, it will have no choice but to shake in strong winds. The white cloth ceiling rippled into the wind as if it reflected Setuna's heart pattern.

Anger, sadness, mourning - many emotions were swirling and scratching Setuna's heart. My eyes are getting rough.

"Then I ask you, what did you jump into Karan for?

"It's..."

Asked, Setuna remembered that time. Right after we left the woods. Encounters in the streets may be lifelong, unforgettable.

"I couldn't forgive you. It makes her cry."

Yes, it was the girl's tears that poked and moved Setuna. I didn't need any other reason. You can do as much as you want with it after, but you don't need that. The girl I met in the street was crying.

That's all I'm glad about, such as why I put my life on the line.

So, I just notice.

"- Could it be that Elina was from that time?

Setuna, half-hearted, had her eyes on the girl. The clear blue girl's eyes stained with amazement.

"Huh!? Brother, you didn't notice!?

"No, really, I'm sorry"

This was exactly the case with lifeless heads, but Setuna, unable to move her body freely, could only apologize with words. I just apologize with the whole body.

Elina's eyes looked familiar to me. But somehow, there was no connection between the girl who was crying in her mother's arms and the girl who was now stunned and stiff in surprise on the bed. I'm not even changing the shape of my face. Regardless, the clothes I was wearing had been changed, and I was in good shape. But that wouldn't be the only cause.

(Isn't there something wrong with the wiring in your brain? Me...)

Setuna had to think about her memory, staring into the eyes of the girl who was still frozen. It's not the worse. I was as confident as I could assure you so. Nevertheless, confidence, which I do not know where it came from without its basis, was no longer rapidly being lost.

Secondly, Setuna noticed Faria's gaze.

"Hehe. I'll say it again."

She was laughing calmly.

"Thank you so much for saving Elina"