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

It was raining.

Multiple lead clouds covering the sky above the Wang capital were quietly causing the rain to pour down, as if projecting her thoughts. Even if it was a mirror that shifted her emotions, it wasn't tears or anything. She wasn't feeling sad.

The City, wrapped in such a hustle and bustle that no one could have imagined since King Leongand's triumph, was also quiet as if the festivities of the day had been an overnight dream or a daylight illusion. In the rain, dewstores and stalls never crowd the streets. One who walks will also want to.

However, the silence of the City was not caused by this quiet rain.

The story that the Imperial Demon (Omma) appeared in the Mars district and was exterminated by the armed summoners spread rapidly with various tails on. One of the reasons why the spread of information could not be contained was the large number of corpses of the Imperial Demon, who had to move large numbers of personnel to process them, but more importantly, the claw marks of destruction were too great to conceal or hide.

We will have to assume that the trail of destruction, which cannot be made by just humans, is caused by armed summoners, monsters, or both. The conclusion thus drawn was the battle between the Imperial Demon and the Armed Summoner, anxiety that the King's Capital might not be safe.

Gandion was thus engulfed in silence.

"It's a bad rain."

Faria-Belfaria's first voice of the day was that. Nothing, I didn't think of anything. I just thought it was unpleasant if some lonely impression of the garden spreading across the window was in the rain that forced this silence.

The well-maintained gardens had small fountains and diverse flower beds, and statues showing craftsmanship seemed to authorise the lord of this mansion.

Most importantly, it is the residence of one of the most powerful owners in the Wang capital, so naturally.

"Do you hate rain?

"Right. I don't mind watching, but I don't like walking in the rain. Something that gets wet even when you're giving me an umbrella."

Reflecting a pale response to an inquiry from behind, she glanced back indoors from outside the window.

Ruufa-Bargazar sat on the couch opposite the reception room, which was set just in the centre of the room. There is a tea set on the table that looks fancy.

"The rain will turn off the noise."

To Ruufa's casual words, she narrowed her eyes. He acknowledged the shadows that wavered in the eyes of a young man who only looked like a greenhouse-raised prince. Most importantly, the pale shadow disappears in a mundane moment, and there is a light in the blue eye.

"... you're struggling too"

"It's not as good as you. I can't bear to inherit the name of Lyohan's goddess of war."

Ruufa laughs bitterly.

"In fact, I escaped the pressure on my family name in Varghazar."

"So to the armed summoner?

"Yeah. Still, I end up back in this house. Despite his independence as an armed summoner,"

To the young man smiling in self-derision, Faria grinned back gently. I can understand what he's trying to say. Edge of blood. Maybe it's an inescapable business. No matter how much you repel, you just have to jump into that vortex of heavy pressure.

That's the world.

By birth and identity, they determine the life to follow. Civilians have the role of civilians, nobles have nobles, kings have the role of kings.

Whether it's Faria or Ruufa, it's the same thing. Each of them has a vocation to be born with, and cannot refuse the absurdity. How many things in this world can live the way they want and die the way they want? Whether you have the rare talent or the ability to excel, you are not free to behave. No, I'm rather drawn to those protruding parts.

So, what about Setuna?

(Setuna is... what do you think?

Faria thought of the boy floating behind her brain.

The boy that he was summoned from another world by Azmaria-Altemax. At first glance, he was just a boy who seemed to be everywhere, but he became a thousand fierce men by summoning black spears. The awesomeness of that battle, nor was it any less pale than the monsters of the other worlds, so much so that from among the soldiers who were supposed to be allies, something fearful of him appeared.

The same monster as the Imperial Demon - such as Teng himself who summoned him.

Indeed, it is a monster stained strength. One of its strengths was the black spear of his summoning armed, and Setuna's summoning armed without a surgical ceremony had fuelled his strength. No matter what kind of predicament you find yourself in, if you summon a black spear instantly, the situation will immediately reverse. That is not the case in Faria.

What will become of Setuna, who has so much power?

He might also be able to live the way he wants to go. If you let the overwhelming power of black spears say things, winning freedom is not a dream either.

Most of all, it's just a bud now. We don't have enough experience in everything, and more importantly, we haven't even used our powers. Setuna as it stands will be able to win even in Faria, depending on how she fights. But sooner or later, in the dawn when the talent blossomed with the great circle of flowers, no one could stop him as one - such a hunch was in Phalia.

That's not like anxiety. Instead, you expect it. to the infinite possibilities that are in him.

"You had a place to go home. Is that what this is all about?

"Yeah. You will. And I'm glad to hear that."

"Me too. It's great to have a place to go. I'm sure he doesn't."

The only thing that whirls through Faria's head, even as she talks to Ruufa, was about Setuna. I can't think of anything else right now. I have to be second to none, such as the position and circumstances in which I am placed. Because Faria has as much to protect her from. It is an organization called the Continental Summoners Association, and her name will also protect her from all power.

But he didn't have it. Setsuna doesn't have a back shield. The name Azmaria was not a substitute for making his position firm, although it showed considerable power in terms of attracting the interest of Faria and Leongando. And although he is an Azmarian associate, he should be seen as even less valuable than he found out he was not a disciple.

There's no way he's worth anything right now.

As long as there is a black spear, his life should be guaranteed. At least, only life.

"Is it to Setuna?

"Even if you do, you can't just go home hoping, can you? The world is isolated. There's no way you can come and go freely."

It will be the Gates of Azmaria that make it possible. Gate of Vermillion. Its abominable name was deeply engraved in her earlobes. It was an unforgettable subpoena for her. Though that may no longer be a substitute for what can be called arming, etc.

Faria sighed.

"What do you think will happen to Setsuna?

"There's no way to be polite about being summoned from another world."

Ruufa has told me without a nibble. That's true. It was common sense that there was nothing I could do. I don't even need to overturn it. If such evil laws had been enforced, the species of man must have been in danger. Because it leads directly to the fact that we cannot actively expel the Imperial Demon, a resident of another world. That is nothing more than allowing the growth and prosperity of monsters. And you'll see the consequences without thinking about it.

but still, faria had to send him a chilling glance.

"He's human."

"I know. It's just a joke."

To the young man, who had said as he had panicked, she had shown her will by looking out the window.

"If he's a monster, I'm half a monster too."

Whether Faria's crush sounded to him.

Beyond the window, the rain legs were on the other hand stronger.

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Back in time.

Alleys in Mars District, the "city" of Gandion, Wang capital. Only Setuna, Faria, and Ruufa were left behind in that place, where the traces of the battle against the Imperial Demon Resbel remain vivid. At some point, Azmaria-Altemax disappeared with the Gate of Hell.

The leftover words of the witch in black were stiffening Setuna's thoughts.

"Um... I mean, what do you mean?

I guess I can't keep up with the story - Ruufa has asked me who it is.

Setsuna was stuck responding. What an answer to that. Should I even say that what Azmaria said is true? He said he was summoned from another world. But Setsuna was wondering what the right answer would do to herself.

We cannot necessarily assume that the right answer will bring good luck. Humans, I don't think honesty is the best. But as a result, it is you who sees the painful eyes. Being nearly burned to death in the city of Karan is just the result of being honestly overlived. That doesn't mean I'm smart enough to be deluded in this situation. There's no way the heavens will flash conveniently. There is a noticeable spin in my head, but that was nothing more than grandeur, and I couldn't possibly come up with any odd measures that would open up the status quo.

One day...

(That's right. I was thinking of talking to you one day...)

One day, I thought I'd have to talk to Faria. I am a great benefactor for risking my life and for all that I have done. I took it for granted that I had to tell the truth about myself. But I thought that was more of a later thing. More, a little more, after the situation around Setuna was put in place.

Calm down, then.

But the witch's words, they didn't allow it.

Setsuna looked up. Soon, Faria's appearance was in front of her. Her emerald green eyes are looking this way.

Lips, open.

"Setuna...... what the hell are you?

Setuna was silent and ashamed of her shallow thoughts.

Faria's manners were too clear. I didn't see any suspicion or hostility towards Setuna there. Not even the wind that cares about this one. There was something like that that even though I was a little concerned about it.

Faria may be thinking more about this one than Setuna thinks.

I guess that's why Setuna didn't have to laugh humbly.

"Azmaria's right. I'm a resident of another world, and he summoned me..."

And Setuna tried carefully to tell us how she came to this world in order to answer Faria's thoughts. But that didn't happen right away.

"... does that mean that you are of the same kind as the Imperial Demon? Setuna-Kamiya"

It was the voice of a low man who tried to pinch his mouth and was thrown by Setuna. Never a hard voice to hear. Rather, it was a voice that went through well and had a firm tone. The chilling, harsh voice tone stirred Setuna.

Setuna immediately glanced in the direction of her voice. That would have been the same for Faria and Ruufa. I hadn't noticed. to the presence of third parties.

It was a group.

Leading the way is a man of long stature. It was obvious that he had been speaking up. Blonde blue-eyed. While looking somewhere similar to Ruufa, the impression you get is as if it were different. If Ruufa is subtle, should a man be called heavy? They wore black outfits, but they looked dirty with traveling dust.

Next to the man, there was a young boy. The boy, only one floating in the group, was also a blonde blue-eyed. He was a resourceful boy, but now he was intrigued by this one.

It is dozens of men who refrain behind those two. No one was able to hide their tough flesh, although they were all like reminders of a formidable warrior, dressed in a traveling costume. I don't even have to hide it.

"Brother Laxus......!

Ruufa's dismaying words had told him that Setuna's feelings about the man's appearance were not a mistake. but I was so surprised that I didn't care about that, Setsuna, compared Ruufa to the man. He was a brother-in-law with a very similar face, even if not so much as two melons.

"Ruufa, you have a lot to ask, but that's later. First of all, Setuna-Kamiya, I have to listen to you. I want you to tell me all about this situation, this likeness, and who you are."

It was a cold voice. The room for objection sounded silly and unacceptable to even speak out. I'm sure that's because he was going to keep the word going.

"I am Laksas-Barghazar. One of the knights serving the Gandhian royal family."

That's what the man called it.

He was the eldest son of General Algazard-Bargazar of Gandia and the fruitful brother of Ruufa-Bargazar. And the boy next to him was Ronan-Bargasar. Although he was the youngest brother of the three brothers and talked about being closest to Setuna at his age.

Those are the stories I have heard since I finished them all.

No, I wasn't done with anything yet.

The rain is pounding on the ceiling.

Setuna was looking out, badly restless. There was no way I could have stayed calm or anything in the first place. It's in a carriage to the royal palace. I had to tell King Leongand directly what I told the Laxus yesterday.

That still resembled a death row inmate heading to the headstand.

(No, probably not at all...)

Setuna shook her head in her chest, but could not quench her sigh. Irresistible anxiety and unpushable heavy pressure were tightening his chest. Just thinking about myself in the next few hours made it dark in front of me. I know it's useless to think about the future, etc., but it would be humane to think about it.

Of course, Setuna trusts you about Leongando. I don't know his track record, and I don't know anything about the truth. but people were going to understand quite a bit. He was casual, so sweet that he didn't think he was the king of one country.

I mean such a young king. You'll understand Setuna. At least you'll try to understand. But there is no way that what runs the country and stands above the people can move in a personal view. I'm not a dictator.

What does Leongando intend to do if something around Leongando decides that Setuna's existence is a monster of another world?

Setuna's anxiety was there. Most importantly, Setuna's idea came about because of Faria's words, "Be careful" and her strong obsession at that time.

If you say quotes stared at with a resolute expression, be careful, etc., you have to think deeply. Even though I knew it was shallow, it was a person named Setuna who thought more than I needed to.

The carriage only had Laxus in it besides Setuna. Laxus has looked through a report that he finished during last night. I guess that report lists what Setuna said yesterday.

About the world Setuna was born and raised in. How I was summoned to this world. Ever since I was summoned. And so on...

Most importantly, the interview with Setuna was conducted in an atmosphere so calm that it clapped out. So much to make me really laugh.

After that, Setuna and the others were taken to the mansion where the Barghazar family lived, but then an hour or so of rest was pinched before they began hearing the circumstances, because Setuna and the others were focused on the rescue of Resbel and were visibly tired.

Given Laxus' position, you should be able to start asking Setsuna about the situation immediately or otherwise, but I guess he's the one who can't do that. He seemed to have a completely different personality than his first impression.

As such, the interview with Setuna was completed. Setuna, who talked down so much that she couldn't remember what she had told her, fell asleep that day exhausted. Yes, Setuna was allowed to sleep as a human being. They could not be treated as monsters of another world, but could devour their sleep. That must have been because of Falia's help, Setuna never forgot to thank her only, even in her sleep.

And the next morning - I mean this morning - Setsuna was set to head to the Royal Palace with Laxus.

Make it the center of the Wang capital Gandhion to the center of the Kingdom of Gandhia, the Lion Royal Palace.