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

The dazzling blue sky gently surrounded the gentle hustle and bustle of the King's capital after noon. A refreshing breeze gently rubs through the narrows of the crowd flowing down the street. Noon, though. It is lunchtime. The festivities were also in such a state as a temporary break, and people walking through the City seemed to think about where they were going to have lunch and what kind of lunch.

Most importantly, it must not matter to Faria, such as the lunch of citizens crossing the street.

She was running around the streets of Mars District looking for the lost Setuna. Though he had plenty of strength, it was only a struggle to run around the streets that were ruined in the citizens.

(Damn it, where have you been!

Faria was outraged by Setuna's unsolicited behavior. After we got out of that crowd, I wish you were somewhere easy to understand. If you want to avoid further confusion, you could have hidden somewhere, but then I want you to keep track of the situation.

Now is there not standing as a person in a position to supervise Setsuna?

(It's... it's my fault, isn't it)

Crushed all over his chest, Faria nodded. I am guilty of the same thing when I look away. I can't even blame him alone. Sigh, face up. Is it just about the middle of a boulevard that runs north and south through the center of Mars District? There are not so many people waves.

I've never seen Setsuna.

(Really, where are you?

Falia, stopping her leg, looked back. Filling the streets leading to Gandion's North Gate was the face, sign and murmur of strangers. A wide variety of tones interwoven in multiple ways surround her consciousness.

(Setuna......)

Faria pressed her hand against her chest. The unexpected arrival was unspeakable anxiety. Such vague anxiety that what was supposed to have happened will disappear somewhere. Her chest is tightened, perhaps because when that anxiety becomes a reality, there's nothing she can do about it.

She doesn't have the help to stop what goes away, etc.

(But)

Faria let go of the hand she put on her chest. I'm trembling. Squeeze, make fists.

I can't leave Setuna alone.

I can't leave him alone.

It was a different emotion from her mission. I feel different from sympathy. I'm not sure. Faria didn't even know who the emotion was.

The only thing I know was the fact that I have myself wanting to take a little longer look at Setsuna's future.

That may be a major cause for the fact that Faria has touched his life.

(Life...)

Azmaria-Altemax.

The fact that Setsuna spoke of the name was due in part to it. One of the reasons Faria couldn't speak her eyes out of him was that she named her apprentice and so on.

But it could also be assumed that the biggest factor was that Faria had touched his life, albeit for a moment, as she swept Setuna up from its abyss of death.

At that time, he was dying. A flame by Lancaine-Bunell's summoning armies was about to burn his life to the ground. I can no longer help. Everyone thought so. That's what even Saris-Erion, who called Faria on the spot, had decided.

He dies, he says.

In fact, you were right. At that time, in that place, Setuna would have taken his breath away if Faria hadn't appeared by chance. At the end of the pain of dealing with the imagination, you must have lost your life. It was so badly wounded. No, it wasn't an easy thing to do, like seriously injure. He suffered so much wounds that he was barely alive.

No one but her could possibly have saved his life.

Most importantly, the way Faria took it was a last resort, and as a result Setuna took his life, but he was to lose some of that future.

Permanently.

(Is that why?

She asked herself, but didn't think she could come up with a clear answer. No, even if I could get an answer, I decided that it might be in a very distorted form, and that it would take quite a while for me to get there. Nothing is more difficult to understand than my own mind.

When Faria shook her head, she tried to go back the way she came. Setsuna won't be that far away either. With him, you should be needing this one. At least for as long as I'm in Gandhia.

And, at that time, Faria felt intense discomfort.

"This is...!

No, it might be hard to say it's uncomfortable. Rather, it was a familiar feeling for her and equal to all of her. I could even say because Faria is Faria.

Expression of signs that are not worldly.

I mean, armed summons.

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It was clear to Ruufa that the discomfort was the same.

(Armed summons? In the middle of The City?

Surprisingly, the fact that the signs felt forward were specific to the armed subpoena was unquestionable, and he, in turn, gave a suspicious look. There's supposed to be Setuna-Kamiya ahead of him, but it's hard to imagine he'll exercise armed summons if he's nagging. Of course, that's just Ruufa's speculation, but it's impossible for an armed summoner to wield a summoning arm all over the city in the first place. The ridiculous imitation of being a member of the Continental Summoners' Association and creating countless enemies in such a way, whoever it is, does not intend to.

The enormous amount of time and hard work that would have been spent acquiring the art of armed summons could turn it into a blister.

Not to mention this is the king's capital of Gandia. It is the capital of sleeping lions. That military power is more than the heart of Gandhia. Exercising armed summons for nonsense reasons, crossing the line with Gandia's elite, etc. -.

(That's also due to arming ~...)

Ruufa, recalling the reality of Gandia, could not forbid weakness. It has to be equal to dust and mustard in front of a subpoena armed with mighty power, such as soldiers with extreme power shortages. Nevertheless, the summoning armed with so much power could not be, and it must have been a matter of concern.

Thinking that far, he increased the speed at which he ran.

(This is...)

What he felt was cold enough for his whole body skin to poppy. wavelength as if to stroke the nerves backwards. It was, unquestionably, a sign of something that was not inherently in this world. alien beings that he was to fight for more than once in that half-life. Exactly the kind of creature that deserves to be a monster. Make it a natural enemy of mankind, an abominable species.

(Imperial Devil!?

With surprise, Ruufa began building the surgical ceremony. Spin the spell early. It is a line of ancient languages. By muttering a complex myriad of strange words according to a particular formula, you release your life force out of your body on sound. The power of life, released by incredible words from the inside of the body, from its far depths, is scattered into the void as ancient languages mean, constituting shapes invisible to ordinary human beings. It was a mysterious tattoo. Multiple circles and lines, innumerable letters weave together is an elaborate demonic formation.

(What's happening...?

He did not fail to pay attention to his surroundings while concentrating on the construction of the surgical ceremony. It's a small alley. With few shadows or anything else, the silenced landscape was unthinkable from the hustle and bustle of the boulevard. But every time I took my steps, the core in him grew bigger.

The hostility unleashed by the Imperial Devil is strongly felt. And that was enough to give him a sense of crisis.

It was an unprecedented event, including the appearance of the Imperial Demon in the Wang capital Gandion. If that were true, it would undoubtedly be known as a scandal since the beginning of Gandhia and buy the disappointment of the people. It is Wang Du. It is the symbol and center of Gandhia. It is a capital for tens of thousands of people to devour peace and tranquillity, for which a strong wall is built. Don't let external enemies, including the Imperial Devil, tread on the soil of the King's capital.

(How, in this?

Ruufa admitted that the only way to resolve the doubt was to rush to the scene ahead.

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Summoning of the Gate.

That must have been something we could have expected from Setuna as well. That is why Azmaria-Altemax could not be stopped from exercising his armed summons. He didn't even look like he was knitting what Faria was talking about.

The Door.

It was a different substitute for that majestic Gate that inspired Setuna to come to this world because of its shape. Would it be about five or six meters long? It was a disastrous shape with claws and bones throughout, and a gateway like a boiling magma emitted terrible fluctuations in itself. A fierce chill rapidly cools Setuna's consciousness.

"What imitation?

Setsuna, who finally opened her mouth with her thoughts, was at her best to ask just that. Everything was abrupt. Saying that meeting Setuna was one of my aims was an immediate event. The flesh was lagging behind, as were the reactions of consciousness. Above all, surprise dulled his thoughts.

The woman who summoned the Gate turned her calm obsession towards us sometime. That's what I don't understand. Not intimidating, but simply plainly unaware of Azmaria, so Setuna has no choice but to turn her back on anxiety and suspicion.

It's a trial.

Her hand is stretched out to the door behind it. The arms stretched from the pitch-black coat were white enough to be clear. Eventually, a thin, supple fingertip touched the Red Lotus Gate.

"Whether you deserve to live in this world or not. Whether or not you deserve to wield power. Is it worth my time to identify them for you?"

"Don't be ridiculous!

Setuna's anger didn't even change the look of Azmaria. Not even a slight change can come about in the cool weather. I didn't get this opinion from the end. Perhaps naturally for her, that spare attitude had stimulated Setuna's emotions all the more. Even in recognition of reality, which is not a situation left to passion, Setsuna could not hide her frustration.

The golden eyes of Azmaria shine demonically.

"Let's get started. The ritual of a hundred ghosts martial arts - I will teach you my purpose at the dawn of my brilliant survival. The real reason I summoned you, the Quon-Kamiya thing."

Setuna had to be stunned by the fact that there was that boy's name in her one-sided dialogue, and by the way she spoke as if she knew her relationship with him. As well as suggesting the possibility that Setuna's summons was a set-up, it was still the fact that the "White Shield's" Quon-Kamiya was undoubtedly about that boy who was his acquaintance.

Among the greatest shocks since being summoned by this world, Setuna watched Azmarian hands push open the Red Lotus Gate. The burning black flame-like door slowly opens without making a sound. Peeping across the gate was the pitch-black darkness and countless light points. A dark, cloudy red light that gives birth to a blacker intent to kill. They resembled the eyes of the monsters that Setuna first saw in the woods. Imperial Demon. I heard many whispers. I'm bluffing. The monsters may be making their tongues squint in front of their prey.

The gate opened completely.

The murderous runoff enveloped Setuna's consciousness.