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

"You like flashy people, don't you, Gandia people?"

To Linonclair's words, which seemed frightening and impressive, Faria looked at you with a smile on her face. Sitting in a relaxed seat, Linonclair Leave-Lucion looked somewhat unfortunately at the view flowing outside the carriage.

Hate, the sky is cloudy. There are still signs of rain coming out, but I could not stay in the king's capital and postpone my departure. Linonclair has been repeatedly urged to return to Lucion, and he has spared it and stretched it out to this day. That would be just the limit, it was Linonclair's feeling, and Falia had to agree with that with dismay.

Nor do we know Linonclair's desire to extend his stay in Gandion. It's the country where I was born and raised, the city where I was born and raised. He also said he could have visited it for the first three years. I couldn't help but know that I would no longer want to return home as I was invited to grieve. Most importantly, there is no way that Linonclair should behave as Princess of Lucion.

"Right. But isn't that okay?

Falia floated an earlier sight behind her lid as she indulged in the riding comfort of the luxurious covered carriage prepared by Leongand. The drop-off by the citizens, which lasted from the front of the Lion Royal Palace to the Wang Chengnamen Gate, was as noisy or more than the festivities of the celebration, making one hear of the high popularity of Linonclair. She has been popular nationally since she was a princess, but that would not have anything to do with her being brave herself, standing on the battlefield more than once, and serving in national defense. Leongand's unpopularity was also as if proportional to her popularity.

Three years have already passed since she was once a popular contender for one or two in Gandia, when she married Halberg Reus-Lucion, Prince of Lucion. Still, for the citizens living in the King's Capital, she continued to be there in idols. It means that even the number of citizens gathered to drop her off her return is understandable. Indeed many citizens had spared their farewell to Linonclair.

"Nobody's sorry."

The carriage carrying the two is southbound down Carl Street. There was the city of Karan among its streets from Gandion, the king's capital, to Krebourg. The city, which was burned down by Lancaine, still has no prospect of reconstruction, he said.

Of course, carriages aren't the only ones going down the street. Including hundreds of female knights belonging to the White Saint Knights under Linonclair and their hundreds of horses, as well as Gandion souvenirs and various luggage and personnel to carry them, it had become a lot of more than two hundred at all times, and the luxurious carriage prepared by Linonclair for riding was just down the middle of the line.

It's a carriage that the royal aristocracy seems to be riding in to see. White and flashy appearances often stood out, and were likely to be targeted first if attacked by the enemy. Unless it is sniped from a distance, Faria will keep Linonclair safe.

It wasn't her beloved horse Everwhite pulling the carriage, it was two horses prepared by the Gandia side. Everwhite should be right behind the carriage.

The White Saint Knights, who consolidate the front and rear of the carriage, are knights composed exclusively of women, and do not call them knights, apparently reluctantly to the White Heaven Knights, the main force of Logner, but did not know Faria in detail. Only female knights, it seems, are a hobby of Linonclair and, at the same time, of Prince Hulberg. And thanks to the White Saint Knights, Logner says there are many women who volunteer for the army, and successively women's knights are born.

That's how it pops into Faria's ear. It was the whispering of young female knights lined up in front of the carriage.

"May I speak to you for a moment?

"Ha, ha, I don't mind..."

"How did Mr. Setuna become an armed summoner?

"What's your favorite food?

"What kind of woman does Mr. Setuna prefer?

"Huh? Yes, no, the..."

It was the young man with dark hair - Ruufa - who was forced to wander off by the beautiful female knights. He was moving forward in front of the carriage to protect Linonclair's neighborhood while he behaved as Setuna-Kamiya. Naturally on horseback, as are the White Saints.

"You forgot they're on a mission."

Sounds like it.

Faria agreed with Linonclair, who gave a half-eyed glimpse of the female knights ahead. It was something I knew from the beginning that was going to be a busy journey, but more busy than I imagined wrapped this queue.

It's peaceful.

Faria, in its serene bustle, did not even think that she was sorry for Setuna. He was now on a harsh mission in an exotic land. It is not supposed to be a task for an armed summoner on the front line, such as liaising with an unidentified intelligence agent, but the king's orders are absolute. We have no choice but to obey Setsuna than to pledge allegiance to Leongand. And it must have been a different way for the outfield to do that.

"What kind of relationship do you have with Mr. Faria?

"Blah, blah, lover. Ah?

"Here, here, it's too direct!

"So what do you like about Mr. Faria? Ah?

"Uh... Faria!

I guess Ruufa had to scream at the status quo surrounded by Reishi female knights and treated like a toy. He and the Balghazar family. There should also be more opportunities to deal with women than with young children, which should not mean that they are not immune to women. It was simply that I had no idea whether I just didn't know how to behave as Setuna, or whether I was just barometrically pressured by the power of the White Saints, or Falia, who was rocked by the carriage.

"I'm asking for your help, him."

"I don't know."

"Oh, you're so flirtatious."

Faria told Linonclair, with a flashing face, who had a somewhat surprising, yet unexpected look.

"Except me. That's the kind of woman I am."

"Again." Because it's not him, is it?

"Huh!?

"You're obsessed with him, Faria."

She had no choice but to show Linonclair, who was particularly emphasizing the "he" part, with an attitude towards her.

"That's not true. It's all for my mission."

It was meant to be. Approaching Setuna should have been only a means to fulfill the mission imposed on the existence of Faria-Belfaria. Her destiny began to move again when he spoke the name of Azmaria-Altemax. But.

"For the mission. Then you wouldn't even have to do this, would you? We just need to keep Setuna-Kamiya under surveillance, so we don't have to work with this country on anything. I wonder why I'm giving you about him until I quit the bureau of the Association?

"It's..."

Faria's thoughts stopped at Linonclair's pranky but gentle inquiry. No, I might have rather accelerated. Confusion arose in her head, her consciousness was complicated to stop that slight rampage, and the damage in her brain became immense.

Why not?

Thinking about it, I couldn't find a satisfactory answer myself.

The large queue of more than two hundred people was all the way to the city of Karan.

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Gray-Balzerg.

Apparently he is such a fierce general that there is nothing in Zalwarn's neighborhood that he does not know his name. Formerly the general of the small country Melisol, he said that after Melisol was defeated and swallowed up in the battle against Zalwarn, he was persuaded by Zalwarn's general Aeon-Vridia that he had taken responsibility for the defeat and tried to blade himself, descending to Zalwarn.

The troops under General Balzerg's flag were famous as the elite army with the greatest breakthroughs in Zalwarn, and there was even an anecdote that General Balzerg's troops were only confirmed in Zalwarn's ranks, and the opposing forces lost their will.

Setuna was also unable to forbid anxiety over the fact that such a fierce general was on the other side of the walls that could be swept forward. Lancaine's words that even the word fierce warrior is a raw enough figure are creeping into Setuna's ear.

Lancaine's sleaze when talking about Gray-Barzelg was floating a color that was neither pitiful nor derisive between madness and sanity. Is that unpleasant sway to General Balzerg, or is it against himself trying to jump into his realm? Either way, it was definitely not pleasant.

With his dark thoughts on his chest, Setsuna looked over his head. Cloudy weather. It had been raining small grains for a while. Although the rain legs are slow, there are no signs that they are going to stop. He was sick and tired of the fact that he wanted to get inside the building sooner rather than later, but had to do something to get past the strict security that would consolidate the front door of the Recondahl to do so.

One line was already at a visual distance of the Recondar. I've been running ever since I crossed the border, but I had to spend another night on the road. The distance from the border to Recondahl was too far. On the way there was a city called Salamia, but it passed with a far-sighted view of the city. The appeal for a break by some of them has been silenced by Laxus.

And since we ended up taking a break on the way, could we have stopped by the city? Setuna's question was cleared up with a simple word: hurry ahead.

By the time I saw the walls of the Recondahl, it was like losing blood and exhaustion from the faces of the bandits, and even Luig, who was always tapping lightly, was only joking once in a while. Still, I can only think of flying a joke because of Luig's luggage.

Setuna and the others, getting off the carriage, are headed towards the south gate of Recondahl. The robust walls surrounding the city seemed to prove that Recondahl also functioned adequately as a military stronghold. And the luxury of the soldiers guarding the South Gate may have shown that the city of Recondahl functions halfway as a castle fortress.

"So, what do you do?

"Only in times like this can we break through the front"

Setsuna raised her bare voice with her eyes round to Laxus, who had said so while wet in the rain.

"Ha?

The robbers, who are likely to be the first to disagree with Laxus' judgment, were either fatigued or always silent when they ran for a run. Only Rüg had pinched his mouth, but that was also just a joke without any other love. Thus, the line headed towards the door of Recondahl.

Guarding the South Gate were the inflexible soldiers, heavily equipped as if they were going to be out in action even now. There were about ten people to consolidate in front of the gate, but apparently a few were also holding back behind the gate. This may mean that you can respond immediately to any situation.

forward. The soldiers looked strongly vigilant against this one. It is an enclave of about thirty men. It's a cloudy sky, but it's taken us down a beautiful street. I couldn't possibly not suspect a group slowly approaching from afar.

"Stop!

What had raised his voice was a man in an armored guard, dressed in an old-fashioned armor with only one man. I'm just saying we've got everything from the ages. That appearance was floating, anyway, among the kind of soldiers wearing proud armor. And in the case of the man, the trouble was that he never looked strong because he was wearing armor.

Though his voice had tension, he was not young.

In the meantime, Setuna and the others stopped their feet following the warning. It was right in front of the big gate of Recondahl. The guards have each gained something and are ready to move on to attack at any time.

The man who raised his voice once again came up when he packed his distance from the Setunas.

"Where do you get this place?! This Recondahl was taken in by Prince Arles! It is a saying that no one shall pass through! If you want to push through, this Craig-Classion will take care of you!

"Yes, they do!

"That's just great! Lord Craig!"

"That's Lord Craig!

Encouraged by the man's loud voice, the guards continued to raise their voice. However, the content of the call was such a bad thing as to honor a man such as Craig, to be just a gavel, or to want to have as much as appropriate.

Most of all, the man who received the cheer from behind looked like he wasn't even horrible. He, as I saw from his voice, was not a young man. Is it about the early fifties? It was characterised by a white moustache stored in his mouth and a harsh knot.

Setsuna couldn't help but want to hold her ear to the noise of the man's scream, but she enjoyed herself. Prior to being rude, no poor reaction was tolerated in this situation. With Setuna's little failure, everything so far has been unbearable, such as turning into blisters. If that's all, it might still be good. But in some situations, that won't be enough.

This is an enemy country.

And in the middle of a mission that risked my life.

and.

"We, the Hammer of Copper, were struck in the chest by the minds of the kingdom and people of Prince Arles, who stood up with righteousness, in order to crusade the rebel Astal-Lanadies, and it was up to him to come up with a desire to help at all. There's nothing you want. I just want you to add us to the front!

(What!?

To Laxus' dialogue, Setuna doubted her ears. Even seemed confused by the line of words like the spell of lie, falsehood and deception, arranged in too much detail. Laxus' real act was enough to annoy even Setsuna, who was listening next door. I don't know what look it was, but I guess it was at least the face the voice deserved. Laxus' voice was trembling along the way.

Setsuna wondered where Laxus had gained such acting power, but such a trivial question immediately blew away.

"Hey, what...!

Craig shook his voice like he was struck by lightning. Setuna watched the man tremble all over her body. Were you even impressed by Laxus's bullshit? Even Setuna, who knows the purpose, is amazingly acting. If you don't know anything, maybe it's something you can fool.

"I didn't know anything stood up for Prince Arles' righteous will besides us......! I'm so impressed with this Craig-Classion!

Laxus told him to take Craig's hand and encourage his voice to be touched and even weep.

"Justice is always one. Naturally......!

"Oh! You understand. An act that can also take place in a person's path, such as a conspiracy to rebel and even compel the master to give way! Vicious treachery is exactly this! I can't get tired of just painting mud on Lanadies' family name, behaving like it would scratch Logner's history! This is an unforgivable place to work!

Craig was probably a Logner person, not a soldier General Balzerg brought in from Zalwarn. The anger toward the Astal-Lanadies, hidden in its voice, must be hard to share for those in other countries.

"Oh! This is not how I do it! Please wait here for a while. I'll hang on top and come!

As she looked out for Craig's back, who either rushed out to the city early to say, Setsuna felt from the bottom of her heart glad he was acting as a gatekeeper. If it weren't for him, wouldn't it have gone so easy? That's close to certainty. He doesn't stop loving about this country, which is why Laxus' say went through. It may not work for Zalwarn's human counterparts.

"You're doing great."

And against whom was the voice of Lancaine's wrath?