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

(I...)

Setuna could only focus on her hand holding the pattern of a spear, keeping an eye on the sight of hell spreading in front of her. The remains of hundreds of enemy soldiers, swallowed by the flames from which the spear erupted and burned to death, were filling the earth.

Perhaps those that were burned up without the art of exchange had no time to think thoughtlessly. Even heavy armor was wrapped in a flame that melted in half. Did it hurt?

(Killed)

Setuna was as terrified as she was. Yeah, no way. Nothing is right. Setsuna came to the battlefield with a weapon of his own free will. Whatever you say, it's just an excuse for nothing.

But behind such chilling reason, Setuna's emotions have to be shocked by the consequences of the actions she has taken. My hands tremble. The tremor of its hands eventually shakes its entire body and reaches its heart.

(I killed people!

It also burned countless human beings in an instant. Because it's easy and unexpectedly light. If I didn't have time to patrol, I didn't even have the will to kill you. By the time I realized it, the countless enemy soldiers in front of me had turned into unbroken remains.

It was such a horrible force.

It was an unimaginable result.

I was kept calm only because that was too much out of the ordinary track.

We crossed the line.

Even though he was an armed summoner, he could no longer return where he was still just a boy. This hand was stained red and black by unseen blood. It has destroyed countless lives with violence to the point of irrationality.

Setsuna bit her teeth. The numerous emotional flushes that gush from the depths of your heart blame Setsuna herself and make it harsh.

The moral notion that you must not take the lives of others who have been told scatterly by birth strikes you with a sharp blade.

Even holding a black spear couldn't put away that storm of passion. Instead, the more I recognized the spear, the more expensive my emotions were and blamed Setuna.

"Setuna!

Faria's crisis-filled cry came from far rear.

Setuna raised her face, which she had leaned over at some point. Hurray. Numerous objects flying in to cleave a vision that reflected a hellish corner of the battlefield were about to slap Setuna with a strong willingness to kill in its spikes.

But just before we reached it, we couldn't have avoided it.

(Die!?

Setuna screamed in her chest. Fifteen arrows looming in front of him could not be prevented by the power of the spear. That said, I couldn't even despair. It was all an instantaneous event, and it may have been, nevertheless, like when Setuna waved a spear and caused numerous soldiers to die.

But the countless arrows unleashed by the enemy soldiers were suddenly shot down in front of Setuna. All arrows, at about the same time, are.

Setsuna couldn't have figured it out, such as what happened, and in the first place, Setsuna understood her safety only after she was slapped in the back with a big hand. The fact that the arrow was shot down was outside recognition.

"Are you all right? Setuna."

Sigurd-Foliar's shout was so painful to Setuna's ears, but the pain sounded close to salvation to Setuna, who forgot me.

"Oh, oh... somehow"

Setuna looked back in surprise at the severe pain running on her back, which the armor should have covered. Light armor. I knew the armor was thin, but is it something that feels so painful just being slapped with your hand?

Giant enough to cover his sight would be Sigurd's. Though the power produced by that giant must be considerable.

"Apparently, you're going to be okay. I'm relieved."

To Jin-Krall's smile standing next to Sigurd, Setsuna finally learned something called appeasement. And I think of the fact that I was helped. What happened to the arrow that was imminent in front of me?

Countless arrows are undoubtedly following the trajectory that reaches Setuna, and they can't possibly hit targets that they don't even try to avoid.

Setuna looked in the direction of the arrow's flying with a strange look, but didn't know as if it had happened. Beyond the soldier's body was the figure of Lux-Vein, and further beyond that was the main battlefield.

Apparently, Logner's army in a state of panic was clashing with the main forces of the Gandhian army. I don't see the king, but he's got to be here somewhere.

Did Leongand also see the flame of Setuna's spear?

But, wow, your weapon.

It may be evidence that Setsuna herself is beginning to feel somewhat attached to the spear that makes her smell in the light of how Sigurd takes a serious look at the black spear.

This is the third time Setuna has summoned a black spear, many of which we still do not know. Still, Setuna must be here because of the spear, and gratitude was the reason to avoid it.

"The first blow didn't just stay devastating to the troops that were deploying on the right wing. An upset over that power is spreading to all Logner armies. Upset causes morale, and morale is sure to take away the will."

To Zinn's analysis and clear explanation, Setsuna, honestly, was surprised. Indeed, there was something awesome about the power of the spear. That fact, everyone will admit it. Countless soldiers were killed in an instant.

But that's why Setsuna couldn't believe that the battlefield would move alot, etc., just for that matter. I don't really feel that much work has been done.

I just summoned the spear and freed up the extra power. I just unleashed the power of the flames that I sucked up in the burning city of Karan.

I didn't try to change the war scene. I'm not even looking to lead the victory. Just before the battle started, I was just trying to do what Lux said. I was just trying to kick the enemy in front of me.

The result is this.

In front of me - no, there are countless bodies rolling around, most of them soldiers desperate in the flames of Setuna's spear. They would not have had the skill to exchange to the fierce fire of the Red Lotus, which suddenly struck them. Perhaps he could not even recognize the presence of Teng himself who set off the flames.

Setuna was pitying herself for her impudence, which gradually depressed her. I'm not in a state where I can do that, just like I can scold my own mind.

"Still, if you look at it militarily, it's up there... it's impossible to rebuild it anymore"

"The commander over there is that incompetent general, all the more so."

"Not at all. Are you lucky for the king or is Logner stupid? I don't know what kind of cousin we are. No, you've never been lucky."

"Definitely a failure on the part of Logner, but it was the king who didn't miss it, and the helpful actor who led the battlefield to the current situation is you, Setsuna"

Unexpectedly, Setuna looked up to Jin's intelligent face. He's still smiling, and Setuna can't stop being confused.

That could be said for countless gazes from around. Numerous curiosities, free of hostility and malice, are incredibly awkward for Setuna.

They belonged to the mercenaries who had been gathering at some point.

"I... a useful actor?

Setuna rebuffed the words with her self-questioning. I don't really feel it. but I don't even think Jin would say anything to lift Setuna. Can I take it as it is?

When Setsuna turned to Sigurd for answers, he returned a fierce grin.

"Oh! You're a useful actor. If you look at this, you'll convince everyone."

What Sigurd pointed out was the countless burnt corpses lying on the plains, and Setuna, every time she turned her eyes to them - one by one, though - realized that she had killed them.

"I'm so glad you're not the enemy."

That one word Jin went to crush was probably his biggest tribute to Setuna.

"Exactly. Well, it's time for us to be active."

"Shall I work for at least the amount?"

"Ooh."

Sigurd out in front of Setuna looks around with the mercenaries. At the next moment, a loud voice burst out of Sigurd's throat, wondering if the eardrum of Setuna, who was nearby, would break.

"Bastards! As active as Setsuna is. Ah, the money and the woman are as good as they want!

"Captain! That's just lame!

"What do you think we are?

"Even Captain Lux can't do it!

Sigurd yelled at one laugh after another from among the mercenaries.

"Ha! I didn't even do it. I didn't say that inside! Do it!

It was also loud enough to drive Setuna's hearing crazy, though.

Sigurd was running faster than Setuna would try to complain and toward the enemy formation exactly like the wind. Gins and mercenaries follow suit. Nearly two hundred mercenaries were even like a bunch of hungry beasts.

"... the noisy ones. But if it wasn't for that, you might not be able to survive on the battlefield."

Faria-Belfaria's voice looked back, thinking it was still like a cool breeze. She felt different somewhere with a different bow.

How do you feel about killing people?

Setuna turned to Faria's inquiry, the best of openings. Yes, it was. They killed people. This is not the case when it is said to be a useful actor or the like. Nevertheless, it is also true that I do not see any words to answer.

……

Setuna looked down at the hand holding the spear. I haven't bathed in a single return blood. I didn't wield a spear, rip the enemy's flesh at its cutting edge, pierced it with my skull, and scattered my brains. I just sprayed a flame. There, Setuna's will has not intervened in any way, and that is why there can be no sense of reality. Most of all, Setsuna wasn't stupid enough to use it as an excuse.

I didn't even want to turn away from the fact that I killed him.

Even if your hands don't get wet in blood, you can take your life.

"You crossed the line. A line between a regular man and a warrior, huh? No, I guess I should say I took a leap. Hundreds of lives were lost in that flash."

One of Faria's chilling words was that Setuna, once again, understood and grasped what she had done.

A first-line leap - maybe that's all.

"Or do you think you can still go back to who you were? I can't. You've killed countless people. When this battle is over, Logner's hatred will be focused on you, won't it? Though war, there's no way you don't hate the people who massacred the country. I can't go back to yesterday."

"I'm nothing!

Setsuna, I didn't know, was shouting. They didn't bring it together from the edge, such as a means of suppressing rapid emotional distortion.

But without Phalia, Setuna had no choice but to quiet her voice. Her eyes, which she saw over the lens, had no evil feelings whatsoever for Setuna, purely because she felt worried about this one.

"You didn't say you wanted to go back yesterday..."

"Right. My evil push. I'm sorry."

Falia's apology is heartfelt, and Setuna has a crush on her, who acknowledges and apologizes for her inaction without watermark. That could be trivial. But the comfort of such a response must be important in relationships.

"No... I'm sorry"

"Yeah, it's okay. If Setsuna's okay, that's fine. Just..."

"Just?"

Asking in disgust, Setuna noticed herself being healed by her words.

If I'm all right, that's fine.

That must be her tenderness and not her sincerity in struggling with Setuna's mood. Still, words alone were a pleasure. Perhaps the slightest loosening of Setuna's cheeks was something she had no choice about.

"How cowardly of you to summon without a ritual! You coward!

To Faria's many swordscreens and her leopard swings, Setuna had to be flabbergasted.