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

"I hear about you, Setuna-Kamiya."

"What!?

A young man named King Gandhia has been speaking to Setuna shortly after he finished his quiet statement of determination. Setsuna had nothing more to offer than surprise when she was told her name, which should only be counted as something she knew.

The figure of Leongando Ray-Gandia, behind the tomb marker of a stone mountain bathing in the morning sun, was as if it were also bestowed by the rear light, creating an extremely fantastic sight, in tandem with the fragile appearance and the elegance that was just overflowing.

"The Mowgli's armed summoner, and the story of beating Lancaine-Bunell,"

He was smiling. The affectionate, or, as in the case of considerations that made him wary, his expression must have been the face of the prince of the saint full of charity. Most of all, if you can't tell if you're a saint or a bad man with one expression, there will be no more alarming event than the first man you meet smiling at you.

Setsuna decided to pay attention not only to Leongand, but also to her surroundings. At the intersection, which means the center of Karan, so far, there have been only two Setuna and Leongando. But there won't necessarily be any relief.

Leongand may be handing out numbers somewhere. I don't even think it's a good idea to think about the worst case scenario.

One was good at it, Setuna, rebuffed his words.

"Lancaine-Bunell? Lance, wasn't that something?

"It's a fake name. Lance-Birrain. The real name is Lancaine-Bunell. As his family name suggests, he is a man of the Pendragon clan of Zalwarn."

"No, I'm having trouble being told as I deserve... I have no idea"

Leongand has said, as he recalls, that Setuna has a bewildered look on her face.

"Oh, speaking of which, you weren't a Gandhian."

"Yeah, I would... but what is it?

Returning the subtle words, Setuna looked him in the eye. Jade's eyes were so beautiful, but also like frozen lake surfaces.

"From what I've seen of Bell's report, I often don't get the guidelines. That's why I came to see you in person."

"Huh?"

"You're talented enough to defeat Zalwarn's son, Rancain, aren't you? Isn't it helpful to let this go when it's called neglect of duty?

Asked, Setuna just floated a question mark. The words of Leongand, once and for all, do not give us guidelines. I know what you're trying to say. I can understand that, but.

"Er, you sure were the King of Gandia, weren't you?

"Yeah. That's right. He replaces his predecessor, who died suddenly six months ago, as the lord of this Gandia. It's a reputation."

"What does the king do with scouting?

Setsuna tried to hit what she honestly thought. Then Leongand let his eyes squeeze. Maybe it was an unexpected question. If you try Setuna, you've only spoken the natural question. I don't remember asking you anything that would surprise me.

"I won't."

That, I guess.

Setsuna was satisfied with Leongand's light response. It was the most natural and convincing answer. There is no way that the main thing in a country can move.

Besides, they're people who don't know who every horsebone is. If we go to meet from the king, all those around us shall control it with all their might.

"Is that it? Then why?

Setuna leaned her little neck as she followed Leongand with her eyes, who suddenly began to walk. How can a king who is supposed to be in an unfettered capacity be in front of you? Whether visiting the comfort of those who lost their lives in the Great Fire of Karan, there must be something in the way of the Lord.

You don't have to come with patience.

"This country..."

Leongand crossed Setuna's sight. A chilling word pops into Setuna's ear.

"Gandhia, too weak. Were it not for the presence of fragile soldiers, inert generals, frail civilians, incompetent princes - the territory of this country would have been ravaged and devoured from one end. History may not have even left the fact that a small country named Gandhia existed"

Deeply saddened voices are spun to dramatically flow under the morning burning sky.

"The Predecessor used his unusual wisdom, his surprising ability to act, and his abundance of funds to the fullest to defend the land. I've protected a tiny bit of territory. But that's all. Just to protect the territory, it was the best I could do. Where one king worked in a madness of death, and very few competent men shed blood and sweat, it is known that high things can be done."

Setsuna was beginning to experience a mild headache as she followed Leongand as she advanced south along the street. If I hadn't done something about this headache before it got real, it was going to be a big deal.

It's in Setuna's head.

"And when Yingjie, who led this weak nation, fell ill, Gandia's future was closed. Great leaders have fallen. I can hardly even maintain my national territory anymore. Gandhia is still in shape as a nation thanks to the allied countries of Lucion and Myon."

Setsuna had given up from the beginning, such as understanding the content of Leongand's words to some extent, but figuring them all out. With his head half asleep, fully understanding the meaning of his long-lasting dialogue was a groundbreaking story.

"... no, well, I got the story roughly"

Setuna, properly told, popped out in front of Leongand. Ask the King of Youth, who is surprised at being prevented from progressing.

"So, what's the point?

"I told you. Bell's report says he didn't get the guidelines. I just wanted to make sure we met in person. Where did you come from? What did you visit Gandia for? How does it relate to Azmaria-Altemax"

Until a moment earlier, the eyes of the young king lit a pitiful light, and his obsession was as sharp as that of a hunter who was yet to miss his prey, and Setuna was about to be smitten for a moment. And enlighten. Leongand isn't just a king or anything.

Regardless, that is nothing more than a comparison of the statues of kings coming from Setuna's idea of poverty. A king painted on the back of Setuna's brain, in a tangible way, was a common fantasy itself, which must have been an extremely disrespectful imagination of a real country lord.

"That's why I'm amnesic!

And Setuna was screaming, what a pitiful excuse she was making while I was at it, filled with heartache. I can't tell you the truth. I've been summoned from another world, and I wonder who will believe me, if I can only be seen with strange eyes, it can still be time and in some cases, that I can be held captive.

The deriving conclusion of Setuna's rich imagination is always that somewhere is crazy, but he doesn't know that.

"Really? For the sake of amnesia, you seem to have given me a proper answer."

"Oh, that's, uh..."

Before the king, I just couldn't tell you that the answer to that question was appropriate.

Setuna, although it was only in the beginning that she answered seriously to the storm of Faria-Belfaria's repeatedly intransigent questions, in time she became disgusted and returned an extremely appropriate and ambiguous answer.

Last Name, Age, Gender… Of the countless questions answered accurately only counted. They also asked scattered questions about origin and nationality, but they also managed to make fun of it. It can't be said that Utsugawa City is Japan.

I couldn't even come up with the right answer. Naturally. I don't know anything about this world. It wouldn't be the kind of thing you could say on duty, such as country names and regions.

To the question of who learned the art of armed subpoena, I somehow answered Azmaria-Altemax, which was apparently a great mistake.

"Well, hey, let's just say I ask you about your origins. The most interesting thing right now is your relationship with Azmaria-Altemax."

(I knew...)

Setsuna nearly dropped her shoulder to the ultimate natural accomplishment. But not if you're disappointed. There could not have been such things as the king coming to see him as Setuna did. I know a hundred of them. Something has a purpose.

There is so much out of common sense that what would also be the king of a single nation would come to the single Karan without an escort. With such a serious purpose, the Youth King must have come as far as this burned city. On the face of it, it is perhaps meant to be a comfort to the dead and a condolence to the bereaved.

But the truth is, his business is.

"You learned the art of armed subpoena from Azmaria-Altemax, right? Where did you get to know her? No, more than that, where is she now?

Azmaria-Altemax - The name of Teng Himself who summoned Setuna to this world should not have come to her mouth. And what Setuna vehemently regretted was that she was in the midst of a question-attack by Faria.

As soon as we named Azmaria, I was surprised that Faria's attitude changed. The change seemed, as a result, to have transformed the impression of Setsuna in her into something less and better, but nevertheless, her excitement wave shortly afterwards was so awesome that she wanted to cry even now that she remembered it.

"Er..."

Setuna let her gaze get lost in the void by trying to find answers. Fill your sight - spreading without it was a burning, black-burned township, and wherever you searched for it, you couldn't possibly find the satisfactory answer of the youth king or anything else.

Of course, Setsuna doesn't have to live up to his expectations. I don't know, all I had to do was respond honestly.

You can't even know the actual problem, where Azmaria is, etc. It disappeared at some point. I was just trying to find it, and I don't even have a clue about it. And I don't have the energy to look.

"Azmaria-Altemax. Make it one of the founders of the Continental Summoners Association, the dragon killer, the one that crosses the sky, the Red Devil, the demonic witch, the incarnation of disaster - the legendary armed summoner who can be awed by two names in numerous. If such a person is coming to this country, we must also meet. Alone, could change the fate of a country be like her or Greff the Warrior?

"Ha, ha"

When Leongand asked him to agree, Setsuna had no choice but to give him a raw reply. He turned away while attempting to escape the glittering young king's boy stained impersonation while attempting to be only a loose expression in between.

In the street, where there was no one else, the morning sun plugged in, just beginning to show its face, and it was beginning to glow in a whisper. Then looking up into the sky, this, again, the darkness of the night had been swept away from heaven, which burned up in the morning burning.

As for the numerous aliases of Azmaria-Altemax, Setuna had been heard so much by Faria that she could have an earful. Enough to dislike it. Two names more than the youth king has spoken of. Faria says there are over a hundred aliases just because she remembers them, from complicated to simple things that she can't possibly remember from just asking once.

So many people. The woman named Azmaria-Altemax.

For Setsuna, it's nothing but a disaster, but it wasn't even the kind of person she hated from the bottom of her heart. If you follow her words, it is Setuna's own will that responded to the summons, and resentment of her is outrageous.

Nevertheless, Azmaria must be the culprit of Setuna's presence here, and in that sense, Setuna was the same one who wanted to see her.

Setuna had a stunning view of a group of clouds flowing through the sky. I thought it was like a cloud flowing in the wind. Regardless, it is about Azmaria. She must be as unrestrained as a cloud flying in the wind.

Well, Setuna was bluffing her ears. After a while, I found a tremendous footsteps approaching me. In a quiet ruined city, even one shoe sounded loud.

(What?

Setsuna set her gaze back forward and became stiff.

"Setuna!

Phalia-Belphalia, a ghostly form, was seen approaching at an unimaginable rate in the face of Setuna. There will be nothing fearless about that appearance of running up soil and smoke.

In fact, Setsuna slipped her back on too many swordscreens.

"You shouldn't get out on your own..."?

And Faria, who had stuffed up in Setuna, must have also lost her hips. From the stunned look born in front of Setuna, it can be known.

brought so much shock and surprise to her than any other,

"Hey, Belle. You look better than anything."

Leongando Ray-Gandhia, King of Gandhia, was one of them.