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

"Is it true that Logner was defeated and Fortress Balsar fell?

Mirelbas-Ryburn glanced coldly at the man in front of him. I'm not questioning reports from Logner. I just really wanted to make sure I had something I could trust.

Mirelbas-Ryburn. Never young. It would not be an exaggeration to speak of age. However, it was enough to even find luster in dark hair that I didn't find one gray hair, and the skin's blood color was good as a whole.

Long eyebrows, tight eyes, and a somewhat sinking look must determine his first impression of being difficult to get close to. It is long and from the top of the loose clothes it is not possible to see how the forged flesh is.

It was in his large office that Mirell Bus stood. It was not his hobby but his predecessor's preference that made the interior overall obnoxious. Mirell Bus doesn't even try to change the interior of the office because of his personal view that it's crap to devote precious time and effort to such a thing.

Although the sun entering through open windows brightens indoors, the air is somewhat heavy, probably because the information is information. If that report brought to his attention is certain, significant changes may come to the situation surrounding Zalwarn.

"This is a report from Heath. No doubt about it."

And it was the man confronting Mirelbus who responded. The hair stretched to the waist area is slightly reddish and the skin is white by the time it is pathological. Should I even say typical talent?

He had a brilliant face with a nostril. There is a brown glow in the eye of the slice length. It would be luxurious. In my years, I was in my mid-thirties, no matter how high I looked, but in fact, I was in my late forties, not so different from Mirelbus.

"According to detailed reports, more than six thousand troops, including General Gio-Gilberth, clashed with about five thousand Gandia troops led by King Leongand on the Plains of Balsar. Early in the war, the Logner army was devastated by the right wing and the front collapsed. The Logner side was forced to retreat without having to bring it back up, and even Fortress Balsar seems to have taken his hands off it."

The man's voice was low, and then it sounded cool. Should I even call it a transparent voice?

Mirrelbus didn't hate that pleasant voice, but rather wanted it to be even a reading of the book, as he did every day. Of course, wasting his time on that must be treasure possession.

Mirrelbus didn't come to sign up the man, who was the central figure in Gandia, because he liked the sound of his voice.

I just bought his strength.

The man's name is Nares-Ragnahorn. Five years ago, desperate for the future of the Gandia he was serving, when he reached Zalwarn after an extra turn, he met Mirelbus, who at the time had only as much power as a single armed summoner.

The direct motivation for Mirelbus to enroll him as a military mentor was that Nares and his squire stood up and saved Mirelbus' life.

"I can't solve it. Why was Gio-Gilberth and other incompetents entrusted with the command?

Mirrelbus spoke a simple question. Speaking of Gio-Gilberth, he was a person who had become a general with a ringtone a few years earlier, and a person who was expected to have a future. For Logner, long after lamenting his lack of talent, he should have expected to grow as a two-pillar of the military, along with the Astal-Lanadies, which was already popular at the time.

But the reality is, I knocked Gio-Gilberth off to the bottom of Naruto. streak of defeats. The impregnation of an incompetent general would have been enough to deprive him of a future full of people, fame and hope.

If this is the result of an inconsistent position with his abilities, it may be reasonable to conclude that the upper echelons of the army who decided that he should become a general did not have eyes to see.

"Didn't you tell Astal-Lanadies to leave it to him in the first place when it comes to vs. Gandia?

Mirelbus frowned.

Astal-Lanadies, as General Flying's two names say, is a fingerfolding general, even a truly powerful logner, who has freely run around the battlefield and accumulated numerous battle merits. I am still young at my age, but it is said that there is something in its extraction that reminds me of a skilled general.

With a blue demon sword and a red iron wall, they even call her the military god of Logner, who drives away every external enemy.

If Astal-Lanadies would not have committed the lapse of being recaptured the fortress of Balsar? Of course, it doesn't mean absolutely in things, but in any case, it should have been better than leaving it to the likes of Gio-Gilberth.

"I guess King Cyril didn't listen to this one. He's also said to have an unpopular temper."

"I don't know if the result is Gio-Gilberth's return to the front. I didn't expect to lose even the wedge that struck Gandhia.... and fools are as clean as ever."

Mirrelbus looked like he chewed up a bitter bug, remembering Cyril Ray-Logner's bloody, constantly feverish face. It would be famous to talk about being the king of a single nation, yet having slipped back to present the massive invasion of Zalwarn.

After that, all diplomatic means were used to stop the then Zalwarn leader from invading Logner, but as a result Logner became Zalwarn's nation. Rather than being vandalized by the armies of Zalwarn, it would be Logner's side of the line.

Since then, when it comes to Cyril Ray-Logner, only bad reviews have reached Mirelbas' ears, and he therefore has no choice but to have bad feelings. Rare fools. That was the Cyrillic review of Mirrelbus, and it seemed unlikely that that rating would cover it.

Mirrelbus shook his head.

"... but I guess that and this is because of the current state of our country"

"Exactly. Unless we crack this situation open, Logner won't be foolish enough to afford Gandhia."

Listening to Nares' chilling, yet beautiful voice, Mirelbas thought of his hometown.

Gandhia. It was in the days of Sius Cloud, the predecessor, that the small but glorious nation rapidly lost its brilliance when one hero lay on the floor of disease. Nares-Ragnahorn, Christok-Slakes, Baran-Diaran - the generals who were supposed to have been attracted to the king's glory, in turn, left Gandhia.

One of the biggest reasons for this was the existence of Leongando, the heir to the throne.

One called him Gandhia's "fool."

It is said that there were also numerous who did not wish him to be king, but rather claimed that it was the princess Linonclair who should succeed to the throne. It is the princess who stood on the battlefield at slightly thirteen years of age, rather than the prince who plays around the country, who deserves to lead Gandia.

Sure, maybe that makes sense.

But Sius Cloud's will was stiff. I was disappointed by that fact, which is why Nahless quit Gandhia, Mirelbas had heard. He said he despaired of the decay of a hero king who should have respected and believed from the bottom of his heart.

"... what do you think?

"It is an unquestionable fact that Leongand is a" fool "when he decorated the first line with victory. A general to assist him or a soldier would just have been excellent. Besides, it's General Logner's incompetence that has Gandia's winning factor. It can't be that the silver lion woke up from sleep, etc."

To Nares, who had told him to get up early, Mirell Bass had been comfortably satisfied. The same way he figured out what we wanted to hear in one word and responded instantly, but the same reaction from Nares was interesting.

I guess I have to be emotional when it comes to my hometown of Gandhia when it comes to warriors who don't move one eyebrow no matter what the situation. Especially if it's a topic about Leongando that should also be said to cause him to leave the country.

"Then let's do what we have to do"

Mirrelbus turned off his grin. That's the hard part. We must bring grim stability to rough and rough national soil in the last six months. Instead of the temporary first ever peace, it guides absolute and unquestionable peace.

Neither Logner nor Gandia, but it shouldn't be too late.

Pink black.

It's like a greedy demon all the while.

Dark.

It's like a fierce war ghost.

Reapers, demons, monsters - fill the battlefield with numerous corpses and smear them with many tides of blood.

Hostility like a sharpened blade and the intention to kill until I just touched it and it seemed crazy - that runoff itself.

Demons with black spears.

The chemistry that looked like a boy.

Whenever it kicked the earth, death was pronounced. Whenever it leaped into the air, my life was scattered. Whenever it waved a black spear, the armor turned to pieces of paper. The flesh became a lump of meat. Blood colored heaven and earth and dyed the battlefield red and black.

Death is calling.

You said it was your turn next.

Death is screaming.

He said you were next.

He said he'd give you your life.

"Wayne Bersein-Teulos!

It was anger that touched his consciousness. A woman's voice. At least, it seemed not to be the utterable voice of his feared existence. First, the reaper was a man. It's incredible, but it must have been a human man.

(What... a dream)

With some relief, I try to return to the abyss of my dreams. But.

"Wake up now! Wayne Bersein-Teulos!

Another shout prevented him from sleeping and prompted him to awaken rapidly. Consciousness, which was sinking into deep sleep, surfaced into reality, driving even pieces of nightmares to the other side of oblivion. However, unable to enjoy the comfort of the moment of awakening, Wayne slowly opened his eyelids.

It was a small room. In the space of the True Square, the type of conditioner is also placed only to the minimum required. There's only one window in the room. There's not even a curtain on it, but it won't be necessary.

There's nothing like getting peeked at from the outside. The bedroom was placed at the window, and he was only grateful that the morning sun would not plug in.

The narrow space represented his current position.

Wayne slowly stretched as he woke up, recognizing the tight gaze poured from near the door. I am awake. I can't be sure of my thoughts, and I won't be able to help but leak a yawn.

"… do you know what your situation is?

"That's right, enough to get a good night's sleep"

Tapping lightly, he glanced at the woman. Standing in front of a closed door and looking at this one with an open look was a Rin woman to see. Elenia-Diphone. He is one of Logner's knights and a colleague of Wayne's. We've been dating for a long time, and it would be a good idea to call it a carefree pattern.

It has wavy chestnut hair tied behind it, and a sure look would not be an exaggeration to say that it is knightly. Because of its appearance, it is only natural that it can be held by the opposite sex, and the popularity from the same sex is also terrific. He wears a deep green-based uniform.

"... Fine. Get dressed now. You wouldn't want to keep General Astar waiting, would you?

"The general?

Wayne was honestly surprised. Why don't we let something else pass along, such as the disposition to Wayne and the others? You won't have to bother with the general's hands. Especially given Logner's current situation, I didn't want to plunder even a small amount of time from a rare figure named Astal-Lanadies. I want you to spend that time for Logner.

Most of all, where it's already been decided, there's no way you can override it, and it's time you're wasting saying that.

"It was General Astar who decided to dispose of you with Lord Grad. You want to tell them directly."

"... don't you just want to bully me"

"You want to be bullied."

Whether Elenia's word profoundly pierced Wayne's earlobe because it was a star. As a person, I don't have any taste in it, but I don't think it's a bad idea to be General Astar. If you say that the most, it is visible to be branded a pervert.

Wayne quietly began to take off his bedding.

"... Well, let's get dressed"

"Logner suffered a huge defeat and Gandia recaptured Fortress Balsar... ah"

Quon, with some emotion, spoke the name of that fortress. That day at the beginning of it all, it was the battlefield on which he stumbled that was the fortress of Balsar six months ago, and with Quon joining the Logner army on such a trigger, victory and defeat were decided. At that time, it ended in the overthrow of the Logner Army, which forced the Gandia Army to let go of Fortress Balsar.

"It's a strange thing about a country called Logner."

The voice of Swell-Lanagaudi, seated across the small table, was soft enough to think something was going on. Although the word "rigid" would not fit from its harsh appearance, it could also be said that it was his fault. In a nutshell, I would be a favorite. Swell's personality, who was well perceived and approached moderately by everyone, was struck and followed as a negotiator for the mercenary regiment White Shield.

"Right."

Six months ago, Rogner, who multiplied Gandhia's then king's death by dropping Fortress Balsar, was thought to attack mainland Gandhia with that momentum. But when Logner fulfilled his long-held desire to take Fort Balsar, he became silent as if satisfied with it.

In the meantime, there's no way Gandhia won't take any action. The story that under the new king Leongand moved in a new system had also reached Quong's ear. It can't be that Logner doesn't know, and naturally, it's a predictable range of events.

And Gandhia's attempt to reclaim Fortress Balsar.

"Should we have seen him give up invading Gandhia or something at the time he left the fortress to the incompetent general?

"What do you think? They may still have expected General Gio, or they may have stepped on it that if a good person assisted them, they could handle it"

Even so, that must have been just too much of a hopeful observation to make. I wonder how much you can expect from someone who just gets punched in the pussy with an incompetent general.

There are quite a few reasons to be called the incompetent general. It will also be well known from the widespread penetration outside the Logner country of two dishonorable names: his incompetent general.

"But the result..."

"Right. I have no objection that the result is everything. Logner misjudged, and Gandia hit her best hand. That's all I'm saying."

With that said, Quon looked around the room. The cloudy air after a careful lunch dominates the large indoors. Everyone leaves their body and mind to their post-meal well-being, that's what it was like.

Surrounded by tables arranged in the center of the room are central members of "White Shields" such as Waldo, Illis and Mana, also known as executives and other Quon companions.

The inability of them to move immersed in fullness would also be inexorable. I haven't even had time off in the last few days. No wonder I was physically, mentally and mentally tired.

Much effort is not enough to investigate the Nest of the Imperial Demon (Omma) and annihilate the Nest. First, it only takes time to locate the Imperial Devil's Nest. The Imperial Demon builds nests in mostly unpopular places, where it reproduces, but there are as many unpopular places as there are at present. Just a little bit away, and the Imperial Devil will be able to satisfy the conditions for building a nest.

Even if we were able to find the nest, the next step is to fight a group of Imperial Demons. It is only natural for the Imperial Devil to protect the nest, and it is also natural for the battle to become fierce. Nevertheless, there is no need to worry about combat.

Quon has trustworthy companions, and more importantly, with the power of Quon, he was not as afraid as the Imperial Demon. However, it must be a great threat for Quon from the powerless people who live in cities and villages, even if they are not subject to fear, and it is for this reason that Quon fights to eradicate the Nest of the Imperial Demon.

Incidentally, Quon and Swirl are seated across a table placed in a corner of the room because they finished their meal as soon as possible.

Quon liked to hear from Swell.

"By the way, have you heard? Rumors of Gundia's Armed Summoner"

Quon didn't know why Swell looked so strange. But I can't forbid some tension in his attitude, which has been revamped. I've never even heard of rumors of an armed summoner.

"Gundia's armed summoner......? I don't know."

"Thank you. In Gandhia, one armed summoner decided to win or lose the battle ahead."

"Only one armed summoner decides on the battlefield... that sounds like Mr. Kuon six months ago"

And it was Mana who brought a smile to my face. Soon after she left the table, she brought me a tea set to the Cuons' table. Quon replied with a smile to her smile, returning his gaze to Swell. The hot air rising from the tea poured into the cup carries a fragrant scent into the nostrils.

"Do you care?

"Hey, I wonder"

Though Quon said, it was true that he was concerned about Swell's disfigured way of saying it. I guess there's some point to the way he says it. It was an idea to the extent that There are enough armed summoners to sweep and throw away. Of course, that number is less than anything that boasts mighty power, and it is not something that a weak small country such as Gandhia can employ. but things were marked by exceptions, and the very existence of quons was said to be the exception itself.

"The name of the armed summoner is Setuna-Kamiya -"

When I heard the name, it was impossible for Quon's consciousness to fly. No way, it was unthinkable to hear his name here or anything, and more importantly, I felt a great shock that he was fighting as an armed summoner.

No, I knew he was in this world. It's a strange story to say that we don't know for sure, but Quon was certain. He said Setsuna was somewhere in this Ils-Valle.

That could be paranoia.

I guess I should say it's just a assumption.

But Quong did hear about it then.

(I knew it was your voice (audible), Setsuna)

It was a cry approaching the chest, a roar to the point of despair.

The cry of Setuna's soul.

Just remembering, Quon's heart was filled with pity, and the next moment was filled with mercy. It falls from both eyes in tears and conveys its cheeks. I can't help but be surprised by Swirl and Mana. But Kuon himself couldn't stop crying.

About six months after I was just thrown out alone by a strange world, couldn't I have been happier? Regardless, starting with Swirl, meeting fellow White Shields is something special and incomparable.

Even so, Kuon couldn't help but think about Setsuna.