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

"Setsu...... na?

When I spoke the boy's name, it was fear that he was tightening Faria's chest. An overwhelming force dissipated by the boy who flew away somewhere with a crying roar was piercing her heart like a sharp blade.

What a power, on earth.

The power of unusual aliens.

I guess that's not the power of Setuna herself. Must be the power of the spear. It is the power of his summoning armed black spear. But nevertheless, it was not an ordinary force. The forces that went far beyond common sense became volatile and diffused.

Although it was not physically destructive in itself, it must have been a pain to the point of despair for something that could feel the power.

Faria herself was. The moment the fluctuations of force released from Setuna's spear thrust through her flesh, unimaginable pain arose. It's so powerful that you can't lose consciousness. It's a fear, a threat.

That was, nevertheless, similar when confronted with an outside monster. Regardless, that's not the case with losing consciousness just because it's relative to a monster. But what if confronted monsters have substandard powers and can recognize them?

Not surprisingly, I have graduated less from fear. That's what I'm talking about.

But the power of Setuna's spear must be fundamentally different from the monstrous imperial demon (Ouma) of the outside world, etc., which is why she was anxious.

(Setsuna...... who the hell are you?

Faria stood on the spot, trying to embrace her own trembling body. There are no enemy soldiers around. They're in the rear. Naturally.

And her specialty is a bow. Though it is the armed summoner whose primary duty is to train the flesh, it is only natural to stand around in the manner in which it operates. Otherwise, no matter how many lives you have, it's not enough.

Sniping and backup fire from the rear was her original way of fighting, and she would never have been on the front without an element called Setsuna. Most of all, if Setsuna didn't want to participate in the battle, she didn't have to or reason to throw herself into the battle.

"What? Where was Setuna?

And, what prevented Faria from thinking was a shout until it was a sigurd wild shot. That's not an uncomfortable tone. Instead, saving a depressed mind may always be such a luxurious voice.

As Faria turned her attention, Sigurd was bringing in two deputy captains, the assault captain. Were you also tired of fighting on the front lines?

"I saw you fly away earlier?

Lux said refreshingly. That figure, which has not been bathed in a single return blood while achieving tremendous battle results, is not very similar to calling it a sword ghost, but how many life-sucking long swords can be handled without precautions, other than to say the ghost of the sword may still have no expression.

Most of all, when I look at his nostalgic expression, it really doesn't seem like it.

"Where?

"It is, after all, to His Majesty, I wonder if"

means Jin-Krell. A simple helmet did not hide his intelligent appearance. Neither did he, but whether it was Sigurd or Lux, the executives at "The Pale Wind" basically seemed to prefer light attire.

Sometimes it will be difficult to move with heavy equipment, but it will be because we know that where you have been dressed in heavy armor, you will no longer make sense in front of a high-ranking subpoena armed. It is proof that they are soldiers of war, as well as how the presence of an armed summoner has significant influence.

Without even an armed summoner, this battle would have been prolonged and, in the first place, it might even have been difficult for the Gandian army to prevail. Regardless, this favourable war situation in the Gandhian army has an extremely large presence, and most armed summoners cannot be as active as he is.

That is no exception with Faria. Where she has exhausted all her powers, she will not be able to reach the end of Setuna's raised battle. It is a very natural consequence, and that is why Faria, because his powers are not ordinary, has no choice but to be anxious.

Hoping that anxiety would end in concern was the best she could do.

Maybe no one understood it anymore, such as what it was.

Maybe that was a threat.

Maybe that was a surprise.

I guess that was also madness.

And it was even ecstatic.

Everyone on the spot was in despair and disappointment in that choking stream of killing and hostility. Everybody.

Yes, everyone.

Even Leongando, who retreated in the rear, couldn't help but feel the fear.

"Is that Setuna...!?

Seeing a boy in the front line of the enemy as if he were going to bump into his bare power, Leongand was so impressed with the graphics of his nerves that he could stay sane.

"Then it's a monster...!

I wonder whose word it was. It was like the end demon of an enemy soldier, and it seemed like the pronounced word of a soldier who was in the vicinity. Not to mention maybe it was the voice of Leongand's heart.

Not so long ago, Setuna's work was amazing. No, it wasn't easy to be active, etc.

It can be called slaughter, slaughter.

There were no enemies in front of him with the black spear in his hand, and both heavy and light infantry were slaughtered equally, pierced and killed by all, whether they were erecting great shields or jumping at the same time, chopped without intent.

Instead of being able to catch up to Leongand's eyes at that speed, the pitch-black spears flying across the battlefield were beginning to look like symbols of the demons mowing their lives.

Screaming is like a chorus.

But the scream, it was not only from the enemy formation. It seems that Gandia soldiers also lost their hips to Setuna's work, which collapses the front line by itself.

Sometimes you just get slandered as a weak soldier.

Though he tried to agree with the words of Algazad-Balgazaar, who said, "Oh boy," Leongand shook his head, recognising that he was also back and forth in Setuna's gesture of transformation. All this time, I can't reprimand the soldiers.

"I don't know what else to do."

"Am I... a god or something?

"At least, he was supposed to be a very normal boy,"

In response to Algazard's question, Leongand simply answered confidently. Even though he was hiding something, it was true that Setuna still looked like just a boy at that time.

It's true that I had some expectations for such a boy, but I didn't even think about improving the results so far, or have enough strength to shape the battlefield, etc., to imagine.

Setuna was about to kick some of Logner's army's efforts to rebuild the collapsed front as Leongand glanced back forward. A flash of spear blew out a dozen soldiers.

It was an overwhelming force.

The Logner army would no longer have had to give up, such as rebuilding the front. There's a monster stuck in front of me. No, he's not obstructing the march, but rather attacking me with all his might. No matter how much power you put into it, there will never be a monster.

Then foolishness such as standing up to it is also a foolishness. And if the siege doesn't end, you just have to deal with it from the beginning.

Nevertheless, we approached Leongand until we ignored Setuna, and this excess of troops would drive them away, and in the first place, I didn't think Setuna would allow us to bypass.

Therefore, even if Logner's army began to withdraw, Leongand felt nothing strange. It would be like that, such as the end of a group mastered by incompetent commanders. But I might have said that the draw was a brilliant one.

As the tide draws.

An excitement of madness must have played a role in the death of the soldiers left as lords. Their exact battle of the whole body sealed Setuna's movement.

Setuna had to kill all the dead soldiers besieging Mitsuru first, rather than hunting down the retreating Logner army.

And that also resulted in sealing the pursuit of the Leongands. The horses as well as the humans refused to approach Setuna, waving a spear like a god.

However,.

"Have you decided to win or lose…?"

Leongand, with some emotion, turned to the other side of the retreating enemy army. The beauty of the harshly stood fortress of Balsar would be the least necessary in order for the people to recognize Leongand as a new king. It belongs to Gandia, even though it was taken away from him after his death. We must recapture it.

(Also, I just took it back...)

At the tip of Leongand's gaze, the flag of Logner, raised at the top of the fortress of Balsar, was burning red.

It showed that Fortress Balsar had fallen.