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

Covering much of the night sky was a swarm of thick clouds. It must eventually rain and smear this earth. In the dark night, the great bright moon and stars were placed under the dominion of clouds that boasted mighty forces, hiding themselves.

Darkness is deep, wind is cold.

Although the momentum of the wind is only getting weaker, it may also be temporary, and the possibility of blowing away with the rain was well considered.

It was quite a distance from Worm Street, the city of Azark, stretching northeast. Though it is difficult to look over a wide plain, it was recognisable that the terrain around the carriage had changed dramatically.

Because the power of Lancaine's hand axe erupted rocks, large and small, from the ground. And a pine light was protruding on some of those rocks, and the sight unfolded as if in the middle of some sort of ritual.

It was also an applause for the ritual atmosphere that the big men were doing as much as they could with their heads down to Laxus sitting on a rock in the middle. Are you worshipping or even listening to a sermon?

In fact, the head of the bandit and his twenty or more subordinates are just apologizing to Laxus with all their souls.

In short, it is a begging for life.

"I don't know what to say. I just swore to my heart that I wouldn't grow up like that."

"Huh?

Setuna became the missing face between, suddenly surprised by a boiling voice from her right neighbor. When I saw it, the man who had just come to kill me stood next to me in a plain manner.

Thanks to the flames of turbulent pine lights around you, you can see the man well. Again, younger. Of course he would be older than Setuna, but at least he looked considerably younger than the other bandits. It won't just mean it looks like it. I also have tension in my voice, and more importantly, my words and actions are lighter. Though not all young people will be light. Dark-haired black eyes, wrapped around a jacket from the top of a leather garment and hung a broadsword at the waist.

"You don't have to be so surprised, do you? We had an exchange of lives."

"Friends who exchanged lives!? I've never heard of such a relationship!

"Ha ha. Never mind the details."

"... mind you"

Unable to keep up with the man's condition, Setuna weakened. This may be the first time in this world I've met someone who just gets tired of exchanging words. He glanced back at Laxus with that in mind. The heart of a fantastic sight woven by rock and pine flames.

Setsuna was far from its center. Though we tried to rush over to Laxus once, the bandits gathered in front of Laxus, so we decided to watch what happened. Keep your back on a rock taller than your own.

Most of the burglars were gathered in front of Laxus. The only people who are not on the spot are the first man to peek into the carriage and be trampled by Lancaine and the man who has spoken to Setuna. Regardless of the man who is passing out, does Broad Sword's man not have to lay flat with him?

When Setsuna glanced at him, he guessed what he was going to do. I've said it flat out, not to make excuses.

"I'm fine. Don't hesitate. It's miserable, it's poorly dressed, and more importantly, it's not a pattern."

(Is that the problem?

Setuna wondered, but didn't put it in her mouth. It's a problem within a fellow burglar. It must have mattered, and more importantly, I didn't want to talk to a man.

Paralysis of the hand remained slight. The shock of a young man's slaughter is paralyzing and painful. That was not conscious behavior. You can call it unconscious. For example, his previous experience of combat may have saved his life.

Only five times have I summoned a spear and wielded its power. Three battles with the Imperial Devil. Fight Lancaine, and, first line. If the experience of those battles brought him to life, isn't that proof that the food of experience is fleshing and breathing in Setuna?

(I hope so...)

He snapped, sighing in his chest. It's just a wish. It would be so much experience from a warring warrior that it is not enough to take it. I am also aware that such a thing will not be decisive in bridging the difference between amateur and Xuan. And I also understand what I'm overwhelmingly short of.

(Mind, moves, body... all, it's not enough)

Regardless, with black spears in your hands, you can make up for those shortfalls and use the extra power. That shows the outcome of his previous battles. Dozens of Imperial Demons, hundreds of dead soldiers, were not enemies.

(But you can't do that then)

Setsuna shook her head. Whatever I wanted to think about, I couldn't seem to find a clear answer in my head. There is no one to talk to on this occasion. I don't even know if Laxus would listen to me, but I couldn't right now.

Laxus was listening to the mouth of the bandit's head in the midst of numerous lights shaking in the wind. It's been quite a while, too. It's a little hard to hear what the bandits are talking about from Setuna's position. Laksas nodded to the man who told him to stick to his leg. The figure seemed to have written the saint prince in a picture.

Behind such a laxus, Lancaine was yawning boringly, and that was the only stain on that famous painting.

"Well. I don't know what will happen."

I'm not gonna kill you.

"Mm-hmm, you know what I mean!

Setuna turned cold against a man who had suddenly raised his voice. The man was staring at us with such expressions as indignation. but his eyes were soft on the cracking of his voice and expression, and he was not angry from the bottom of his heart. Naturally.

Setuna narrowed her eyes chilly.

You're imitating me.

"You look alike."

"You don't look alike."

"You're lying!?

Unable to keep up with the stunned man, Setuna, once again, weakened. I can't hold the force out of my whole body. I was so suspicious that when I got here, I was targeting a gap that made me weak, but I didn't have that bare gesture on the guy. And I even learn to be ashamed of myself for exchanging my life with a man like this. I felt my life in jeopardy at such a suitable man. The fact was badly hurting his self-esteem.

That's why I can't even ignore the man standing next to me. I don't know why, but silence felt the same way about admitting to losing. While I notice a little counter-consciousness budding, Setuna can't do anything about it.

There was nothing more annoying than my emotions.

"You're really light."

"Hehe. A man as light as a cloud. Lug means me"

I don't know why.

"What's your name?

"You want to know?

"This is how I got to know the good enemy of fate. You can't stay without knowing your first name!

Setsuna turned that way against Luig, who has been assured that he was still pointing at this one. In an instant, even being confrontational was ridiculous. It would be a waste of time just hanging out with him. I'm angry with myself for not even realizing such a simple fact.

"... Forget about it"

"Excuse me. Tell me. Please. A lifetime favor."

"... Niewe. Niewe-Diabras"

I named him because of the momentum that Rüg was likely to follow on his feet like a bandit's head attitude towards Laxus. Whatever the woman is, I don't want to be stuck with a man.

"I remember. That's Weddy."

"What abbreviation?"

Setsuna was tired of making it his opponent, but kept him in as he threw.

In doing so, it seemed that the direct collusion between Laxus and the pirate's head was over. I was impressed by the big man holding Laxus's hand hard, bowing his head over and over again. I don't think that's miserable. Setsuna thought it would be better to live in shame rather than lose everything with her heart.

If you die, you lose everything.

Setsuna looked down at her hand. How many lives have you taken with this hand? I just stood on the battlefield once, and I have countless human beings in my hands. How long will it take to stack one death ahead?

A slight dizziness struck Setuna.

"Niewe."

……

"Neewe! Come here!

"Yes!

Setuna's inability to react instantly by being called by Laxus was not the only reason she was called by a pseudonym. Only a few thoughts were weighing his heart. As a result, the reaction was dull and Laxus' voice was not heard. Oh, boy. Someone shook his head left and right as if he was frightened. Is it Luig?

Setsuna rushed right over to Laxus. The bandits, freed from flat surfaces, are talking in their mouths around Laxus. I guess he's stroking his chest down with relief. Even though I didn't want to kill them from the beginning, it was Setouchi who wanted to kill them. It was no surprise that there was a man who cried out less of relief.

Upon reaching Laxus, Setuna was introduced to the head of the bandit.

"He's Dagne. He is the leader of Copper Keys, a group of bandits rooting for northern Azark. And this is Niewe-Diabras. Me, my men."

"This is Niewe's husband. Go ahead and get to know him."

Although Dagne has rubbed his hands and lovingly laughed at even Setuna in a feverish manner, his stern face, with a number of scars that would have been caused by the blade, had ruined all of those attitudes. Perhaps it's a kind of talent for a loving laugh all over you to feel threatened by all your might. Of course, no one would want that kind of talent.

How old are you in your mid-forties? He is a big man. He wore a coat of luxury from the top of the armor called the muscle worn by the crusty body, and he wore a simple armor from the top. From that giant point of view, Setsuna naturally seemed more likely than Laxus and Lancaine if only for its strength. Only a man binds a bunch of bandits, and his eyes are full of crap.

Setuna didn't know what look to react with and had to respond vaguely.

"Duh, thanks."

"Then they, the Copper Keys, were to act with us"

"Huh...?

When Setsuna looked at Laxus in surprise, he didn't even look like he was joking. In the first place, I can't imagine Laxus making jokes. Seriously, Setsuna's impression was that he was as personable as he imagined to be a knight. And that hasn't come off so far.

I mean, I mean it.

Setuna didn't know what use it would have to the shamelessly named "Copper Keys" or anything else for the habit of just a bunch of burglars.

"According to Dagne's story, the interrogation post by the military near the Logner border has recently been considerably strengthened. They say it's a system that won't let a rat through. We can't avoid a checkpoint any more than we can keep going down the street, and it's not like we're looking for another way. So I decided to use their help."

"You're in the wrong business of selling the products you got here on Reconder, and you have to get along with the logners, right?

Though Dagne had a strangely nasty tone, whatever he was saying was a criminal act itself, and the mouthfeel of no backwardness about it led to a strong aversion to Setuna. Whatever the reason, it is unacceptable to attack people going down the street, rob them of their baggage, etc. Though to live, there must be good and bad things to do. No, in the first place, if you put the title to live, what is it that you are allowed to do?

Setuna shook her head hard in her heart.

That's impossible to say no.

He had no choice but to justify what he had done until the pitiful excuse that it was to live. I'm going to know it's easier to break it off that way. I guess I rather have to break it off. It is because it is inseparable that people suffer and suffer twice as much.

I'm sure it's just a grand tour of the labyrinth with no exit. I guess I won't find an answer or anything for good. Hurt, maybe I'll just get tired.

But now I thought that would be okay.

Because even if one day I can break it off, what bothered me then shouldn't be in vain.

"I was lucky. Thanks to them we'll be able to go straight to Recondahl."

Laxus said, relieved. You must be unlucky to have been attacked by a burglar, but that would be good too if that meant you'd be lucky to turn.

Setsuna only decided to admit that people like Dagne, although unacceptable, were worthy of use. If I hadn't gotten out like this with them, I could have gone straight to the border and been caught at the interrogation post. If so, what happened to Laxus? Did the mere phrase mercenary give you permission to cross, or not?

"But are you really going? If you go now, I'm sure you'll find as many mercenaries as you want, but it's not very recommended."

"I thought I'd go more when I heard about you."

"What!? Is that my fault?

Dagne's overwhelming surprise, Setsuna couldn't hide her frustration. Flirting back at the weak stuff, it's hard for someone stronger than me to be flattered, and it's always necessary to look at your complexion and be in a good mood - I hated people like that. It's like, it must be because you're looking at your old self, admitting that fact, he looked bitter. Of course, I'm turning away from you two.

"I didn't have to talk about you to get there. I am not going to stop now. I don't even have a place to go."

"Yes, no... with all that power, you're going to find a way to work everywhere."

It was the tone that made the attitude the same as before, but Setsuna did not miss the dull light passing in its eyes. Well, I don't know.

"... right. It's as easy as a magistrate if you care about it. But the clerk's not the point."

"Then what do you do for mercenaries?

"It means that some races only gain soul fulfilment by fighting. When you figure that out, gather the numbers. I'm short minded. We have to hurry."

"Heh, heh! I got it!

To Laxus' nasty mouthfeel, Dagne flew away with a change of blood phase. Shortly afterwards, I heard yelling and scattering, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said to get his men together.

Setuna snapped with a voice that reached Laxus's ear as she watched the bandits move around in a hurry.

"... aren't you so temperamental? I heard all about that one for you."

"That's just information-gathering. But listen, you were right."

"I know what's going on with Logner."

That said, Laxus walked out toward the carriage.

Setuna looked around as she followed him. I looked for Lancaine, but I didn't see him anywhere. I felt like I had never left the scene on my own and disappeared somewhere. Not sure, but I think so. Maybe he even went back in the carriage.

The bandits are making a scene behind my back. I guess they're collecting the pine lights they installed on the rocks and the weapons they were throwing out all over them. It was like after the festival, I never thought.

Setsuna asked Laxus.

"Is this Logner's situation?

"Let's talk on the move. It's been a lot of trouble. but this can also be considered an opportunity. I mean, that's what I mean."

I wasn't sure what that meant, but Setuna decided to wait for an explanation from him.

I can't help but rush for answers. He headed for the carriage with Laxus as he heard the robbers take the chirp.

"It was ten days ago because it was July 1st. Two days after the battle on the Balsar Plains, that's exactly what happened while you were unconscious."

Laxus started talking about it after the carriage moved.

Lancaine was in the carriage. He may have fallen asleep when he leaned closer to his luggage than he did when he saw one thing that didn't move.

The carriage is extremely slow. It's nothing more than because it fits the pace of the bandits. They seem to have a Negijo near here, and they don't have a horse for everyone, or the means to travel in groups. Their horses only have a minimum number to drive their prey to the hunting grounds. As a result, most of them travelled on foot until they crossed the border and reached their destination.

Given their health, I couldn't increase the speed of the carriage.

Laxus opened his mouth to continue the conversation.

"General Astal-Lanadies has committed a conspiracy to rebel."

……

Setuna didn't even have much of a voice to be stunned by.