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

The Lion Royal Palace was in the heart of Gandion, the king's capital. It existed on the other side of the depressed Royal Forest, south by carriage from the Balghazar mansion on the north side of the "Crown Street" and beyond the last of the three walls of the King's Capital. Speaking of its "Royal Forest," the road for passage was widely taken and it was possible enough to get around by carriage. That would be natural. The forest trees get in the way and are unable to come and go freely, etc., and the main fall is also severe.

Standing in the middle of the woods, the royal palace was extravagant and magnificent, enough to drain the temples of what it sees. Everything is overwhelming. If you look only at the royal palace, you won't believe that Gandhia is a small country or anything. Even Setuna did. The moment I peered through the carriage window into the royal palace, it was enough to remember to faint.

That may be because I got somewhat fed up with the various thoughts that would be swirling inside that palace I'm about to head to. I can't tell if that's too much to think about, but is it Setsuna's assumption that there can't be so many plots in the palace?

Eventually, the carriage stopped far in front of the royal palace. We made it through the "Herd Street", dived through the castle gate, went through the woods, and finally got there.

Setsuna was overwhelmed by the beauty of the Lion's Royal Palace when she stepped out of the carriage. I followed Laxus, flashing.

Then, where in the royal palace did Setsuna come from, as if she didn't remember. It's just following the back of a man moving forward. The Royal Palace was clearly of a different quality than the buildings he had seen since he was summoned to this world. It may not be the same as Mardar or the Balsar Fortress, for example, because of their design ideas.

It is the residence of the king.

I guess it's fundamentally different from a fortress built for war or a half-closed city.

The king and his family - that is, the royal family and the palace that was allowed to dwell only in the aristocracy that accompanied it - were more vivid than imagined, and there was a feeling in Setsuna that they had strayed into a paradise that was isolated from the world.

However, some of its brilliance was hidden from view by what should be called elegance, and the words elegance and streamliness suited him well. It's a decorated world. If it's not elegant, it could just be a gold hobby.

Now, the corner where Setuna was walking, while somewhat in a floating away royal palace, could be described as a spicy and realistic space. Numerous armor is aligned on the walls of the long corridor that will lead to the destination. Some of the types Setuna has seen on the battlefield, while others line up to mimic alien creatures such as dragons and unicorns. Standing neatly together, they didn't even look like soldiers waiting for the march's decree.

The armor helmet is not the only one decorated. It was as if various weapons, such as swords, spears and axes, were fixed to the wall and decorated with weapons on the wall.

Drifting down that corridor was the smell of iron and the air on the battlefield. The fact that it's in the royal palace. It's also natural that it's surrounded by a more heterogeneous atmosphere. Still, however, the reality is faint because I'm sure Setuna can tell that those arms have never been used.

Well maintained. I don't see any dust. But how much is it worth to an unshaken sword and spear? Weapons only make sense on the battlefield. It is not an ornamental artwork.

Most importantly, it is true that there are weapons of artistic beauty like Lux-Vain's long sword, Gravestone.

"This corridor was conceived on the basis of the scene that His Majesty the late Siuss Cloud had dreamed of that late life."

It was the frozen voice of Laxus that cut off Setuna's thoughts. Whenever she hears that chilling voice, Setsuna relieves herself in retrospect.

(This one's not a bad one)

Whether he's a good guy or not, he's not a bad guy - that was Setuna's real feeling.

Otherwise, the hearing of the circumstances to Setuna could not have proceeded so calmly, and in the first place, he must not have even been given time to rest. There is no reason for Laxus to work for Setsuna, who is about to be asked about the situation. Even if we spent our efforts on the annihilation of Resbel, we would not take a loose response to what might be a terrible existence.

"His Majesty the Siuss Cloud, until the end of the day, had not given up raw. Live and stand on the battlefield again - that was His Majesty's dream."

Feeling a slight fever in Laxus's voice, Setuna raised her face. I don't see any emotions on the back of a man wearing a formal dress. But his words, which diffuse into the void, sometimes felt unusual calories.

"And it was also my dream..."

Setuna felt the deep sorrow engulfed in the words of Laxus. Understand how great Siuss Cloud was to him. It's enough to make your emotions expensive just to get to the corridor the previous king invented. It must have been too much.

At the same time, a sentence was added to Setsuna's Laxus review.

(I'm a deeply emotional person)

Therefore, do you not usually show your emotions on the table? On the surface, it looks cold, and deep down, there's passion hitting around - maybe that's who he is.

"Unfortunately, that dream never came true."

When Laxus told him so, he accidentally stopped his leg. Is it just around the middle of the armored corridor? There was a hard-closed, double-open door on his left hand. The fact that Laxus stopped in front of it must mean that there must be a Leongand behind this door. Given the inconvenience, I didn't really think it was a place to take a look.

"Laksas-Barghazar, with Setuna-Kamiya, came"

Laxus' voice felt, perhaps, nervous. Exactly. I guess I have to be nervous about the monarch, so to speak of Laxus.

Setsuna had managed to remain calm, even though she was frustrated by unbearable anxiety in Setsuna. I feel like I haven't seen Leongand in a long time, but that's my fault. The battle on the Balsar Plains was a few days ago, and we are exchanging words that morning. But for Setsuna, who had been asleep for a few days after the war, it also seemed like yesterday.

"Come in."

The indoor response was not Leongand's, but was sufficiently solemn and intimidating for tension to increase. Of course, I don't think you're going to intimidate this one.

"Ha."

The moment Laxus opened the door, the bitter cold air came through to Setuna behind Laxus. Cold air. There was such a feeling that I could even breathe.

Setuna quietly prepared herself as she gazed at Laxus' back as she entered the room. Followed by Laxus. To the other side of the door.

(Ugh...)

Setuna stopped because as soon as she stepped indoors, a number of gazes had pierced her. Curiosity, suspicion, coldness - I can see that my gaze on Setsuna was accompanied by various emotions and that I am trying to identify him at any cost.

"Laxus, thank you. Sorry to bother you just returned to Wang Du."

As Setuna's impression of a carefree youth king was, Leongand moved on to the labours of Laxus.

The king was in front of both of them. A large rectangular table is arranged in the center of the room, lined with countless chairs. In time, no one was sitting on the chair on the door side, and on the other side - that is, the front of the Setunas - Leongando and four men were seated.

Leongand was smiling, but the other four looked at Setuna as worthy. He screamed in his chest at the sharpness of his gaze, but Setsuna managed to indulge in the presence of Leongand.

Are the four men near the king? Every man had a bad face.

"No, I was planning to go on a return report."

"Yes, you did."

Leongand chuckled at what the stubborn Laxus said was funny. That smile is nice enough for a same-sex Setuna to fall in love with even when she sees it, and if Leongand hadn't thrown her gaze at us, she might have been stunned for a while.

Beautiful eyes like a jade stared at Setsuna.

"Well, Setuna-Kamiya. I'm sorry for being so quick, but can I talk to you?

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"Why did you show up now?

Quon asked peacefully at work. Inside he showed a soft grin, even as the emotions drew a spiral and raised a stormy scream. No matter how expensive your emotions are, go wild, smile. In doing so, the sea of hearts and minds will be torn apart. The storm is passing.

Still, Quon had the fear that he might not be able to contain his emotions only against that other person. Nothing is more terrifying than an emotional outburst. It must be a ruinous future to visit when we leave ourselves to passion so that we do not visit the rest of our hearts without dominating them.

"I could ask you something."

Without precaution, such is the beauty. The burning redhead is symbolic, but when it comes to her characteristics, it won't be the only one. Beauty to the point where it seemed that the term extinct beauty deserved more than her, the opposite sex, of course, must have captivated her whether she was of the same sex or not. Whatever fantasizes paradise upon her, be it haunted by its fleshy posture or drowned by its seductive voice, is endless.

Most importantly, Quon didn't. I don't know why. At least, it wasn't caused by the strength of his self-control.

The woman's name was Azmaria-Altemax. He is the most prestigious armed summoner on this continent and a legendary figure feared by a number of two names.

And he was also Teng himself, who summoned Quong to this world Ils-Valle.

"To me?

Quon asked, aware of her distance.

The sun is about to reach Jomtien. The wind was equal to none, and the temperature continued to rise quietly. Sweat floats on Quon's forehead. but without even wiping it, he looked into the golden eyes of Azmaria. Two eyes with a demonic light are also staring at Quon.

Southwest of the Kingdom of Berel, they were in the backyard of a mansion outside the town of Marzia. The mansion is rented as a stronghold for the mercenary group White Shield led by Kuon, but now, most of the other members have paid for it. I went out and bought it.

"Do you know a boy named Setuna? Setuna-Kamiya. He's a boy with the same family name as you."

"It's still you! You summoned Setuna!

Quon was amazingly absurd in his own voice. I don't have the help to contain the emotions that irritate me. What has been so blurry so far emitted a clear light in an instant. Multiple swirls were wrapped around it, and satisfactory answers were given to questions that did not receive clear answers. And the answer was never something I could forgive.

"You summoned to this world, even Setuna...!

My congested feelings for Azmaria turned out to be fierce, and I couldn't help it. Numerous memories of Quon running through her brain like a flash amplified her hostility. Quong, thanks to Azmaria, after being summoned to this world, was tasted again and again: despair. It was only because it came down to him that he could bear it to this day. But it was more obvious than seeing the fire that Setuna would be sent to hell similar to Quon than it was found that Setuna had been summoned by Azmaria.

That was the most intolerable thing for Quon.

"What are you angry about? I don't know if we're family or friends, but we can all hope to see each other again in this world. I want you to be happy."

Admitting that Azmaria laughed coldly as usual, Quon heard something in him that could be played.

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Indoors, large.

An intricately shaped demonic crystal lamp suspended from the ceiling is pouring a chilling light down to illuminate the entire interior. Laying on a polished stone floor was a carpet painted with a lion. The lion says it is the symbol of Gandhia. On the carpet lined a rectangular table and countless chairs. All of these must be luxury items, but they also appeared to be used up.

Is it the three maps affixed to the walls that catch your attention? It was affixed one on each of the three walls, and on the left, from where it is drawn around the Wang capital Gandhion, it was thought that it was a detailed map of the country of Gandhia. On the right, Gandhia and its surrounding countries, the map in the middle, may be an overall picture of this continent, given its size. But it was hard to find Gandhia's location from that map. It's too small. Most importantly, that doesn't make much difference to Logner or Zalwarn.

"Azmaria-Altemax is the culprit of all......"

Leongand's tone seemed a little unfortunate, probably because the purpose for which he first tried to meet Setuna was her presence. In his conversation with Faria, he tried to connect with that legendary armed summoner by making contact with Setuna, who named Azmarian disciples. For Leongand, who refrained from the battle to recapture the fortress of Balsar, her power, also known as the Demon Man, must have wanted so much that her hand could come out of her throat.

Setsuna watched Leongand as she breathed quietly. Under the illumination of the Demonic Crystal lamp, the appearance of the Youth King remained unchanged and beautiful.

The conversation is over.

Setsuna told Leongand and all four of them everything she could know. Being born and raised in a different world than Ils-Valle. That the tip that suddenly dived through the gates that came down from the sky was in the woods near Karan. That's where I first met Azmaria-Altemax and learned how to use armed summons. I spoke all washed up about summoning black spears, fighting the Imperial Devil, fighting Lancaine-Bunell in Karan, and what happened yesterday.

Naturally, the voice of doubt also rose.

Why have you kept quiet until now?

Why did you make false declarations with the disciples of Azmaria and others?

Why did Azmaria imitate that she would unleash the Imperial Devil against Setuna?

Setsuna intended to answer those questions in good faith and to the best of her knowledge.

There was nothing else to keep quiet about being a resident of another world in order not to cause unnecessary confusion or misunderstanding. Setsuna, who had been summoned by another world, though I hope, but was not given any preliminary knowledge of anything, was only likely to be able to get through that situation by doing so.

Most importantly, even if I told Faria that I had been summoned from another world for the first time, she might not have gotten it right, or she might have accepted it like she did yesterday. It is. At that time, there were only so many choices left in Setuna as to lie.

The same can be said for the declaration of the disciple of Azmaria. Considering why the name of Azmaria came up, because she was the only resident of this world who knew, but the reason I made her an apprentice was, who was Phalia's mentor as an armed summoner? It was because they asked.

And those choices, though, were not mistakes.

As a result, Faria began to see Setsuna as something, and she was inspired to meet Leongando. The encounter with Leongando led Setuna to Mardar, where he was to run through the battlefield of the Balsar Plains with the mercenaries of The Pale Wind.

Yes, it was a smooth sail.

There was nothing wrong with it, everything was going too well.

Is that why Azmaria showed up?

"Aren't you and the Imperial Devil the same? Now I can understand what the soldiers were saying. The devil, the reaper, the monster."

That's what I've been saying, it was one of Leongand's sides. He's a brunette. The deep face of the sculpture adds to the rigour of the man. Is she in her mid-thirties? Some transcendent brown eyes had the illusion that everything would be visible.

"The words are too much. The battle ahead was a great victory thanks to his work. His results are more eloquent than the bullshit of soldiers who couldn't even give you a handle"

It was an aristocratic man who disputed Setuna before she could answer. Blonde blue-eyed. Skinny, cheeky, looked unhealthy. But his eyes are sharp and lively. Physically, anyway, it may be spiritually fulfilling.

A brunette laughs sarcastically.

"That's very eloquent. Very human - it's not just a boy's business."

"He is an armed summoner. Just a boy is a misperception."

"Don't you think that's a strange story, too? How can something just summoned from another world exercise armed summons? In order to master the summoning technique, it takes so much time and effort as to be distracting. So much advanced technology. If you ask me, there's no such technology in his world. What's this all about?

"It's..."

Against a man stuck in words, the brunette raised her voice all the time here.

"I mean, he's not human. At least, I'm not the one who should be in this world. It's good now. I am grateful for that fact, following His Majesty's words and wielding power for Gandia. But I don't know when the spearhead of that power will be directed at us."

Setuna could only keep an eye on the arguments between the two sides. I can't pinch my mouth, even if my teeth itch. Nor is it necessarily a tyrannical decision to draw the conclusion of a man who can also be a unilateral outrageous argument. Some parts are convincing.

Sure, it was a funny story.

Why would I use armed subpoenas?

Perhaps that's not a technique. Because all you have to do is tell them it's an armed summons. That alone activated the technique and weapons emerged from different worlds. It is also not clear that Faria has been cursing cowards. It's like mocking the time and effort they've spent. That's why I can't not exercise it.

Secondly, Setuna turned to the front, realizing that Leongand was staring at this one. The youth king had a look as if he were going to talk about it without worrying, and the moment he saw the bruises, Setsuna felt all the anxiety removed from him.

(Ah...)

It is impossible to shed tears in the strained air, but Setsuna nevertheless became anxious that her lacrimal glands might loosen. You can't cry in a place like this because of how much your heart has been saved.

Leongand opened his mouth to the dark-haired man.

"Thank you for your valuable input, Kellius-Magnate. Your concerns are better. [M] It is no exaggeration to say that this country does not have the means to counter the power of Setuna. If the spearhead were pointed this way, there would be no other way to survive than to beg forgiveness in plain sight. So, if he got me a spear, I'm talking about it."

To the leongands smiling in a sense of self-derision, the neighbors became even foolish Setuna. Everyone was stunned to understand what his words meant. That means nothing more than that the state surrenders to just one boy.

Though a small country, Gandia should have been able to mobilize thousands of human beings as soldiers, with strong fortresses and fortified cities, and yet with good relations with allies. With its total strength, it would be common sense to think that it could easily destroy one of the armed summoners.

Even Setuna herself thinks so. Couldn't have fought thousands of humans. Even during the battle on the Balsar Plains, he ended up running out of strength and losing his mind. If you lose consciousness, you will become less than a miscellaneous soldier trying to have a black spear.

There's more to overestimating.

One of the neighbors told Leongand to scream.

"Your Majesty! You speak such a myth!

"It's just a joke."

Like a kid scolded for pranks, Leongand. Setsuna remembered his familiarity with the way he looked with tea and glare. How can what would also be the king of a single nation be so light? No, it might not be the same as being light. Either way, it didn't make any difference to Setsuna that Leongand was a comfortable sounding owner.

"Well, Setuna. Kellius says oh, but what do you think?

To an unintentional question, Setuna let her eyes squeeze.

"Huh...?

Leongand had a gentle but gentle grin.

"Do you want to point a spear at this Gandhia someday?

"No way -!"

There's no way!

Setuna, trying to scream, was controlled by Leongando.

"Ha, I'm relieved. Your reaction convinced me that Kellius' concerns would end in concern."

That's what Leongand has said, Setsuna, but I couldn't believe what he said. Of course, I'm not suspicious. Even if there's a back to his word, I don't think it's malicious. However, I guess I didn't see this reaction and conclude, that is. I wonder if you've been asking me to amuse Setuna's surprise and panic, even speculation like that comes to mind.

"I hereby declare that I hereby acknowledge the presence of Setuna-Kamiya"

The wrapping air of Leongand changed with that one word. From the signs of moderation and serenity to that of the majestic king. Along with that, the indoor air instantly made me nervous. Setsuna was the same. Overwhelmed by a sense of urgency. It was from then on that I understood the meaning of the King's words and trembled with emotion.

"No matter where he comes from, I cannot overturn the fact that he risked his life for my kingdom. In the battle ahead, we were able to minimize the damage to our army only because he was far more active than we could have imagined. If he hadn't helped us, a lot of soldiers would have lost their lives."

Naturally, none of them tried to pinch Leongand's hot valve. It was like everyone was listening and trying to feel the thoughts put into the king's words.

Setsuna was half-hearted, feeling like she had seen a new side of Leongand. Lightness wasn't the only thing he had.

"It was a more unscrupulous tactic than the original. Still, if we do not recapture the fortress of Balsar, we will not visit Gandia for peace. Peace was far from the hearts of the people, and the dreams of the predecessors nearly vanished with illusions. That's why I needed to get it back, even if I couldn't. No matter how much blood was shed and how many soldiers fell, we had to reclaim the fortress. The result is, as I was saying. Thanks to Setuna, we were able to win this one with very little damage. This is a hard fact to turn into anything. Without Setuna, by now, it would not have been the case if we had been in meetings for a long time. Shouldn't we be grateful in that regard, too? Gentlemen."

When Leongand glanced at the neighbors, they seemed to smile uniformly bitterly.

"The truth that he is a resident of another world has neither affirmed nor denied the possibility that he and the Imperial Demon are homogeneous beings. But there's only one thing we can do about the harsh fact that he's a Gentile boy without stopping by."

Leongand's bright eyes were watching Setuna. Setsuna, who was about to be sucked into her beautiful eyes in a clear way, thought maybe that was okay, too. You've thought so much about yourself. Maybe even entrust it all to me.

Maybe that's the best way to go - I felt that way.

"Setuna-Kamiya, are you not willing to serve me?