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

The road from Azark to Logner is nothing. However, if you are going from Worlam to Logner, it was the nearest way to follow Worl Avenue and a relatively safe journey was promised.

The streets with intense traffic of people like Waar Street are because mercenaries and vigilantes hired by cities and villages along the streets are watching the streets for burglars targeting travellers. That's not all. Mercenaries and vigilantes investigated whether there were Imperial Demon (Omma) nests around the streets, crushing them as soon as they were discovered or reporting them to the state if they were out of hand, which dramatically improved the safety of the journey.

The bigger the streets, the safer people can enjoy the journey.

Worl Street was also a street that was promised safety.

"... do you?

Setsuna tilted her neck, crushing with no one. They continue to be broken from the night of their departure, such as the empty promises carved into the streets. The first night was attacked by a horde of Imperial Demons, and the second night by a group of bandits. He stretched, slowly, wondering if a safe and comfortable journey was just a pictorial matter.

The morning of the third day after leaving King's Capital.

A vast amount of clouds covering the sky kept even the light of the day away from this earth, which should mark the beginning of the morning. It was painfully cold air pouring in place of the warmth of the sun, and Setuna shook her head as she glanced at a group of bandits who were leaning shoulders together in that cold weather and disappointing in breakfast. Something is wrong. Something is wrong. I didn't feel that way.

Setuna and the others were at the foot of Mount Klum, two of the two mountains that could cross the border, Klum and Alem, at the end of Wall Street, which runs north of Woram. The only reason I got here during last night was because the burglars ran through so hard. It seemed rather pathetic that the horses had to be used around instead of replaced by twenty-eight burglars who had only three too many horses. Among other things, only one young man named Lug did not change one complexion - the sweat was pouring out in large quantities - but he bought a pair of shitty jokes when he skipped them to his buddies.

We arrived at the foot of the mountain just when the Copper Keys were exhausted. When the carriage carrying only the three Setsunas and your men stopped, the bandits fell asleep when they came to the scene, seemingly without the energy to speak of dissatisfaction. That was still the same for Luig. I guess tiredness is what builds up even with a cool face.

The spot where the carriage was stopped is a short distance from the street. You can't just spend the night in the middle of the street. At the foot of Mount Klum, which was heavenly and high, was a depressing sea of trees, and Setuna and the others took a few hours of rest in what should be called the entrance to the sea of trees.

Setsuna woke up about thirty minutes ago. Something tickled my nasal cavity with the smell of stimulating hunger. When I got out of the carriage to be caught by the smell, what jumped into my sight was the way your Orins-Banak was simmering soup in a large pot, a strange sight of the bandits holding cups and spoons behaving without complaining one at a time.

When he discovered Laxus and Lancaine in that row, Setuna erupted unexpectedly, but it was proof of the harsh reality that he had to line up too, and when he realized the fact, he had no choice but to drop his shoulder. And Setsuna was somehow given a spoon and soup dish by Luig, who was imitating his service, when he lined up at the end of the line waiting for breakfast.

"What's wrong with you? Weddy, you have a face that doesn't float."

"... this much dish, who prepared it?

Setsuna asked Luig, bewildered by the fact that he had found love in the faces of the bandits who now or now awaited the completion of his special soup. The pan is fine. It was loaded before I left the Balghazar mansion. From the beginning, I guess I was planning on making some soup as well during the journey. At that time, however, the only dishes available were for the number of people and the number including spares for when they were lost for any reason.

"I can't answer questions involving state secrets!

"What's a state secret?"

"Me."

"It's not about you. Talk about this dish or something."

"Oh. Then it's mostly our personal belongings."

"Seriously?

"Big deal. You don't know where and what happens when you do cause-and-effect business. That's when I always carry dishes. Didn't you feel distrustful? Size of the load bag bracketed to the horse. Is that an anomaly?

He seems to feel sorry not to talk in a playful tone, and his gesture was ridiculously daunting, but anyway, what he told me was not to the best of his ability. Most importantly, I've never heard of a burglar who would carry dishes as a priority.

(That's the first time I've seen a burglar.)

It's a world where common sense doesn't work. The bandits of this world may be what they do with dishes and behavior. Live with dishes, die with dishes. Maybe that's another way of life. Thinking that far, he turned his eyes to Luig.

"No, you don't."

"I mean, we have our way, but what?

"No... no"

"Huh. If you know our noble mission, you're looking forward to completing Dr. Orin's special soup!

"It's a mission, right? And why do you look great...?

When Setsuna remembered the truth that even when she was dealing with Luig, she would just learn to work hard, and the Orin handmade soup was finished, and the men in line were waiting. The only breakfast is at the edge of that soup and bread. I had to cut even smaller pieces of small bread in order not to mean consuming all the food I bought in yesterday during this morning's phase, etc., but the soup with lots of mushrooms and other utensils that I could have taken in the tree sea was in more quantity than I expected, making breakfast just enough to satisfy even a slice of bread.

When Laxus praised Orins-Banak for his skill and soup, he only expressed his gratitude. Don't be proud of your arms, don't be embarrassed. He went back to the horse he never loved.

After breakfast and a short break, the line resumed its journey towards the border as planned.

Wall Street runs between Mount Klum, which stands across the territory of three countries: Gandhia, Azark and Logner, and Mount Alem, which forms its pair. The road width is extremely narrower than the plains, but that's something we can't help. It probably would have taken a lot of effort just to cut and expand the tree sea, which extends at the foot of the two mountains, or maybe not even to shred the mountains to widen the road.

And we'll cross the border on that narrow road.

According to the story of the bandits, the Logner army's checkpoint is not waiting to enter Logner territory, but exists in such a way as to block the streets ahead through the mountain roads. Even if it used to block the streets, the examination of passers-by was an easy one, and the entry and exit were halfway freely sworn, but the examination was intensified shortly before the conspiracy by Astar-Lanadies, with which the number of people was also significantly increased.

I guess Astal-Lanadies arranged it before things happened. To prevent information on civil unrest from spilling out and to stop intervention by neighbouring countries. Considering that, we should have seen that many of the soldiers currently packing in the checkpoint were breathing Astal-Lanadies, and we did not know if they could pass safely even in the guide of Copper Key leader Dagne.

"Can you trust them?

"I can't."

"Huh?

Laxus is the only one who has seen this one with a surprised face when Setsuna gives a barbaric voice to a word that is not even Laxus' obsession. Even though I said it was natural, I felt like there was a ruthless side of it that I couldn't think of from my regular Laxus.

"There's no way I can do that. They are just bandits. Nothing but rogue outer roads. People who would do anything for their lives. In front of the survival instincts of those things, nothing is more vain than the word credibility, etc. But on the contrary, if this one even stands on top, it also means working hard."

"Well, I wouldn't argue there. What will you do after you cross the test?

"Heading to Recondahl as planned"

"Recondahl seems to be occupied by three thousand large troops led by Gray-Balzerg, though?

Recondahl is a large city in the western part of Logner. It is also close to the border with Zalwarn and, as Lancain put it, there are a total of three thousand large troops stationed from Zalwarn. It's a story if you believe in Dagne's information, but you won't mix false information here. You'd think that if you did that, you wouldn't have figured out what kind of retaliation you'd be taking when that fact was later exposed. Last night's memory must still be fresh.

"That's why we're going. Perhaps our intelligence agents to be searched for are not in Recondahl. But the sincerity of Zalwarn's troops must be explored. This is something Gandhia can't even look at."

"What is sincerity... what? Wasn't Zalwarn's goal yesterday to exterminate the Lanadies?

"Lord Knight says we need to make sure of that. Is Zalwarn going to crush Lanadies and Elius and let Arles inherit the throne? Or did you have no choice but to send soldiers because they pleaded with Arles? Or is it a march after even the Gandia offense is captured in sight? And that changes the way we do things."

"... for example?

Setsuna only had a cold half-eye for Lancaine, who would always increase or drool his lectures with his face. I'm not putting my thoughtless self on the shelf. Setun was fully aware of his weakness in the head, but that's why there was no way he could honor a man like Lancaine. Of course, I also understand that that stubborn way of thinking is not good. Reason and emotion are different.

I don't think Lancaine even cares about this emotion.

"It means that there may be occasions when you act like a demon. There's nothing you can do without a spear, Mr. Neewe."

"Gugu..."

No matter how disgusting you say it, you have to be silent in front of harsh facts. He looked out of his sight, and Setsuna looked overhead as he chewed on his helplessness. I just looked up at the carriage ceiling, and there's no way I can find a god of salvation or anything like that there.

Setsuna wanted to cry about her shallowness along with recognizing that Lancaine couldn't beat her by mouth. That's why I can't do anything about my feelings for Lancaine. The memory of the fiery fire that burned down Karan swirls without fading in his head.

"Well, that's it for the chatter. We'll leave it to them."

In the words of Laxus, the operational conference - though not so much - was the first carriage of termination.

Eventually, a group consisting of one front carriage and three horses, more than twenty men, reached a checkpoint blocking the streets as they passed through the mountains, but from a short while before that the appearance of a line had changed. From the front carriage with the Setunas at the head to the dagne on the horse, followed by the carriage and a group surrounding it, with two horses serving the hall. In other words, the front carriage itself was a loot for the bandit group Copper Key, a body that was in transit for sale in Logner.

Naturally, a rigorous baggage inspection by Logner's soldiers was awaited at the checkpoint, but the inspection was never transferred to execution. Dagne and the soldier who hit the test only had a chat with the inquisition just in name.

"I wonder where they are, you guys"

As far as I had heard from the carriage, the soldiers had spoken with much ease. I guess I'm familiar with Dagne. Otherwise, Dagne wouldn't be willing to go through the inquisition either.

Against Dagne is also an easy-going thing.

"Hehe. Do as you always do."

"I think we should stop now, huh? It's so rough."

"Having said that, what makes you want to sell out more than just arrive at a product is a human being?

"Products...... hey. This time it'll always be bigger."

That was like another soldier. Apparently, it's not one or two of the soldiers at the inquisition that Dagne and the others are nicknamed.

"Especially horses, right? Let's sell it for a high price."

"That's a good story for the economy."

"So, how much?

"10% of the sales, so what do you think?

"Ten percent... okay. Thanks to you, this one is helping. But be careful, okay? Logner is in no strange situation right now, whenever the war starts. If you're in a war and you lose your lives, our business will go up."

The word business, spoken by one of the soldiers, caught Setuna's heart. Do the soldiers realize what they are doing? Do we realise the fact that we are relinquishing our duties to moisten our own nostalgia and letting ourselves down on the outside road? It is also true that Setsuna despised them, but could not have taken this way without people like them, and that fact had tormented Setsuna's heart to some extent.

Cleanliness, not that. But Setsuna preferred humans who sincerely faced their duties to those who were passing through with the bandits. And I want to be.

"Hehe, easy to keep in mind"

"Look, just go. Before they wake up from Myram."

"Heh!"

Thus, Setuna and the others succeeded in passing through Logner's interrogation post. Everyone in the carriage shut their mouths to the point where they were able to break through so lightly that they clapped out. There was nothing wrong with that. That would be delightful. Dagne was right, I'm glad I just stayed still in the carriage.

Can it be said that the result is more perfect than any other?

The silence that filled the carriage may have been caused by an indescribable emotion for that fact.

"What do you say? Sir. You didn't throw away our way, did you?

It was not until some time after Dagne had passed through the checkpoint that he spoke in the carriage. After a successful interrogation breakthrough, I couldn't wait to talk to you right away, but the tone of that voice showed me. But I guess I was told to speak up near the inquest.

Setsuna also found out that Laxus sighed out loud from the outside. But his reply is something quite different from that tedious kind of reaction.

It was a gentle voice.

"Right. We owe it all to you for making it this far. Thanks."

"I didn't do anything to be appreciated like that!

"Yeah, well, I appreciate your head, but it doesn't make any difference. If you want to thank me, do it for me."

"Lug! Why do you always do that?" Shh, sorry. This guy is stupid. "

"You didn't tell me. Don't."

"Seriously, I'm gonna hit you."

"Only a real fool can hit your head in the fist."

"This one...!

"Oh, head, let's not. It's no use dealing with Luig."

"I know. I don't know what else to do with a guy like this! But still, I...!

Setuna also had to sympathize from the bottom of her heart with Dagne, who seemed to find nothing but the word angry mind. I don't like the type of guy named Dagne, but in front of his presence named Luig, the impression just gets safer too. And I can fully understand what Dagne is trying to say. I know it doesn't make sense where I left off with Luig, but I'm sorry if I don't do something about it.

Maybe it's for the talent of a man named Luig.

"Noisy people."

"Don't tell me you did, you did."

"What's so noisy about me?

"No, nothing."

Setuna was distracting herself from Lancaine, remembering the laughter he emitted during last night's battle. Crazy high laughter enough to chill. Maybe Lancaine is the guy Laxus said, "A race that can only gain soul fulfilment by fighting".

That doesn't mean I can understand him either.

Setuna let herself remain swayed by the carriage as she rolled back on the spot. The footsteps of the horse and the melodies played by the wheels had at some point become a comfortable tone for him.

Even though it crossed the border and passed the checkpoint, it was quite a distance away by Recondahl. You won't mind if I take a nap or so by the time you arrive. Setsuna didn't see anything else to do. There's no way you can swing it where you hold the sword, it just can't improve your swordsmanship arm where you swing it to the dark clouds. Foundations, it's impossible. Amateur Setuna is wrong to hold the sword herself.

Of course, you knew it was Laxus. I'm listening to what Setsuna told the Leongands. It is that Setuna is an ordinary person summoned from a world unrelated to battle, and if her skills as an armed summoner are also incomplete, she is equal to an absolute amateur when it comes to combat technology. I'm just screaming "armed summons," such as Setuna's armed summons. Without the chant of a spell, there is no construction of a surgical ceremony. A distorted force.

If we do not use that power, it has to be said that it is to the extent that hair has grown on ordinary students, such as Setuna's strength.

(It's lame...)

That's what I knew before they gave me the sword.

It was from the beginning.

Since Leongando asked me to help him, I've been a mess. It is an important battle to reclaim the fortress of Balsar. It must have been an unbeatable battle. It would be unthinkable with a normal feeling to add a setuna that could be any horsebone there, let alone just seemingly a child. Though you defeated Lancaine.

And it's this mission.

Make contact with the intelligence agents who would be in Logner and, if possible, make a return to Gandia - something vague. I wonder what it's like to not even be given the name of an agent. Was it made clear on that occasion, or was it decided that you didn't have to tell me?

Either way, how do you tell me to find and get in touch with you out of all that little information?

(It's lame, after all)

By the time the conclusion was drawn, a gentle drowsiness engulfed Setuna's consciousness.