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

"What, true!

Though he pioneered into the ups and downs intensity of Arles Reus-Logner's emotions, which were so loud and joyful that he wanted to hear Craig-Classion's report and cover his ears, Gray-Barzelg never put those end-of-life emotions on the table. I'm sure Arles is shining his eyes - looking back at Rogner's prince, along with predictions similar to those of certainty.

Arles, twenty years old, is a young man there. Blonde blue-eyed. He was like a painted prince. He looked nervous. Though it didn't seem like it was born in Arles.

Arles said it had changed since the shocking report that Astal-Lanadies had staged a rebellion and that Elius had taken over the throne. I lost my depression in studying, embarrassed myself for not even trying to look at Logner, and went mad. Of course, he was always referring to his country, and he even offered to send a letter if there was anything under his ministry. But when you are outside the country, it is the same that you cannot do anything.

He must have had a lot of time.

This is something that is not normally considered, such as a direct complaint to the Zalwarn lord Mirelbas-Ryburn. It can also be called outrage. It was proof that his mental state was not the norm.

Though a coup d 'état in his country, Mirelbus might not normally have dealt with Arles.

The lucky thing about Earles was that he could afford the force Mirelbus had at hand.

That force was Gray-Barzelg, the most powerful force he had ever built on hand salt. I was flying around the country to crack down on successive civil unrest until just before, but those battles were also beginning to end, and Gray was allowed to rest his troops from Mizu in the capital, Dragon Mansion.

There's no reason to keep the strongest troops playing. The decision to send Gray's troops to Logner was, in a way, a natural consequence. And he doesn't get a grudge either. For the sake of the people of Melisol, we had no choice but to accomplish whatever harsh task might be.

Most importantly, as far as the orders concerning this march were concerned, it seemed unrelated to such readiness.

Gray shifted his gaze to a man kneeling in front of Earles as he strayed from Earles' glittering eyes. Craig's appearance with his helmet off was somewhat hilarious. It must be another dream, such as fighting decently in that old armor.

"Ha, yes! The prince struck me in the heart, and there were other things besides us!

"Whoa! Whoa!

Earles seemed careless in taking Craig's hand to show his gratitude, but Gray didn't say anything. No attempt has been made since his opinion was heard face-to-face in Zalwarn. And shortly after Logner came in, he must have been impressed by the patriotism of Craig-Classion, who took him with him. Arles was treating Craig with an old direct reference.

"See you soon!

Arles said, encouraging his voice.

Gray had to open that heavy mouth. Too light. Craig's report alone doesn't tell us who he is. Craig himself is just up and running. And the fever, instantly infected with Arles, would still be curable before it reached serious injury. You can't help but judge calmly if you're floating in heat.

"Your Highness."

"What? General."

Arles sounded particularly grumpy, probably because he was watered when he was about to. I don't even look this way. Gray told him, however, without changing a single complexion.

"I was wondering if I should be cautious."

"Flashy? What's flashy! You ran for me, didn't you? I've been away from this country for years, for me!

"Someone who doesn't even know what their qualities are. Let's also consider the possibility of an assassin."

Lana Ladies unleashes assassins.

"I guess."

Gray gave his consent once to Arles, who seemed to abhor him, but also had another thought in his heart. As many people as Astal-Lanadies, who have done all they can to their predecessors, have conspired against them. Her readiness should be unimaginable. I rebelled against my lord and pressed for a concession. My hands are no longer dirty. I carried my business. Can it be flat enough to unleash an assassin on Arles, who has risen as an enemy?

Most importantly, as far as the Lanadies' side was concerned, they were preparing their battles for a showdown with us.

Whether it's something you can trust too.

"But not only Lana Ladies is looking at this situation. Azark, Gandia, Berel, Meredo - I can't imagine the neighboring countries sitting around watching this situation."

"I have information that something in Lanadies' hands is blocking the border, though?

"That's not how effective it is, either."

If we could just seal off the streets and prevent information from being leaked, it wouldn't be that easy. In fact, such a thing could not have prevented the spread of information. In fact, reports of the Lanadies conspiracy have reached Arles, who was in Zalwarn over Logner's information blockade. Had it been completely sealed off, Arles would not have known the fact, nor would the Greys have come to the land.

If neighboring countries know the current state of Logner, how will they get out?

It's like Logner's broken in two right now.

One is a party that excludes the Predecessor and has Elius as the new king. General Astal-Lanadies' fame and popularity were enough to scratch out even his darkness as a renegade, but rather compelling enough to make him believe that Logner would be reborn by this conspiracy. So there were thousands of soldiers gathered beneath her, and there was no chaos in the country.

Of course, some rebel against her and break with the rebels. Earles Reus-Logner was at the head of it, and he still said he was the second prince of Logner, claiming that his father, Cyril Ray-Logner, was the ruler of this land. And he woke up an army to hunt down the rebel Astar-Lanadies.

Thus two forces existed in Logner, scattering sparks and staring at each other.

That's what's going on. There will be as many gaps in it as there are, and the neighbouring countries will be no mistake in thinking that they are looking at that good opportunity.

"But...!

Arles' sleigh, who has been looking back at this one, admitted some reason, unlike when he just caught a glimpse. The heat didn't seem to be cooling, but at least I knew I was about to regain my calm.

"If I see you, I won't be able to talk. Even more so if the target is an assassin. I'm Rogner's second prince, right? You can't just run away."

"Okay. If you say so much, I will accompany you."

Gray-Balzerg, when he told him so, looked into Earles's eyes.

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It was about an hour after that that the Setunas were able to dive through the castle gate of Recondahl with Craig-Classion's guidance.

In the meantime, Setuna and the others continued to be hit by the heavier rain, so the clothes were getting wet and her body was cut off cold. The carriage is narrow. We can only get around ten people on board if we force them to pack it. And we didn't have the option to outrun the rain dew in the carriage just ourselves. Even if they aren't convinced here and don't know when they'll be betrayed, there's no need to bother stirring up evil feelings.

Most of all,

"I just did that, and it won't be anything."

Though I had to agree with Setuna about Lancaine's frightening crush.

There was no tension in the city of Recondahl, as seen in the severity of the security of the castle gate, but rather even a slow sense of fatigue. It's all over me. The alley strewn countless times around the city was littered with the figure of Zalwarn's soldiers, but to the extent that they had lightly interpreted Craig-Classion when they found him, they were blind to the Setunas who walked with each other.

Even though Craig is in the lead, he's a suspicious bunch to see. Perhaps not even caring is evidence of unwillingness. But I don't know if that's what the soldiers meant. Maybe it's because of the rain that falls, or maybe I'm just pretending to be.

(Anyway, they're enemies. We need to be careful...)

Setuna, when she tightened her mind, knocked the complex streets of Logner's second city of Recondahl into her head once and for all. This could be the battlefield - a word that Laxus snapped in front of the castle gate was creating a sense of urgency in Setuna's consciousness.

Eventually, Setuna and the others arrived at a luxurious mansion standing on the north side of Recondahl, still led by Craig-Classion. The mansion, as if it were a palace, was provided with much stricter security than the castle gate of Recondahl, and the consciousness of the soldiers who hit the security also seemed very different from that of those seen in the city. Is it caused by someone inside that mansion, or was it only the soldiers who could always be nervous were put on the security of this mansion? Probably the former though.

Setuna and the others had to remain exposed to a sharp gaze like the blades of the guards as they were guided by Craig-Classion but continued into the mansion. The sight of the armed soldiers was sharp and the will was felt not to miss out on any anomalies. Some of them had their hands on the sword pattern, but that would be helpless too. No matter how successful you have been in dropping Craig-Classion, it is a group of mercenaries and bandits, and at first glance you have to think it's frigid. One shouldn't judge by appearance, it's just beautiful.

Not everyone was allowed to enter the mansion. Only Laxus and the other one, that was the other condition. Maybe it's a natural story. It is an enclave of about thirty men. There are too many of them. That's not all. There was no way they fully trusted this one. Of course. Craig was so impressed with the Laxus story, he just got it. Meeting with as many as thirty strangers was too dangerous.

"Lord Rex, who can I take with me?

"Right......"

When Craig asked, Laxus made sure to peek into each and every one of his faces. Rex-Vargas. That is the pseudonym of Laxus. Setuna felt that both Rex and Vargas resembled his real name (Laksas-Vargazar), but Laksas didn't seem to care otherwise. I wonder where Laxus' confidence springs from that it won't be something that can be done that way. Sure, I guess it's not even like exposing them because their names are a little similar.

Setsuna didn't even think it was as elaborate as Faria wanted it to be.

"Neewe, I'll make it yours."

"Is that me?

"Oh."

Setsuna, stared at by Laxus, was decent. It was an honest reaction. At a time like this, I thought Laxus would choose Lancaine, which is unlikely to screw up. Setsuna is weird to say so herself, but there are still many places that are still at stake, and she doesn't feel like it's unlikely to be an option in these situations.

"So shall we come?

"Please."

"This way. Your Highness and the General are waiting for you with their necks long."

To that dialogue of Craig-Classion, Setuna faced Laxus. Surprise forced silence on both of them. The person you're about to meet wasn't Craig's boss. Arles-Logner and Gray-Barzelg. It was the two persons who essentially dominated this Recondar.

That was just an unexpected development, and Setsuna admitted that tensions were growing rapidly.

"Your Highness and the General!?

It must have been some acting that Laxus' voice rubbing upwards asking, but it might have been some real reaction as well. That was such an amazing situation. He's the man who used to be the gatekeeper. Who can imagine such a man having contact with Earles, Gray, being able to hang on to them, etc.

"I don't know! When I complained directly to His Highness, he wanted to see me!

The fact that Craig is always somewhere proud to be in a position to advance directly to Arles may have greatly influenced his psyche.

"Craig-Classion! I came along with both Lex-Vargas and Niewe-Diabras names from The Copper Hammer!

Craig shouted out in front of the reception room behind the mansion. Across the long corridor, the door of the room, which was finally reached, had a flair such as luxury, a dish that did not damage the elegance that drifted throughout the mansion at all.

The indoor response was immediate.

"Get in."

"Excuse me."

Craig-Classion's broken hand opens the door.

In the large room, two men stood. One is a young man in his twenties, and from what I was hearing in advance, he must be Arles-Logner. He was only a prince and a young man of your own accord.

The other man was a samurai fierce giant. Musculoskeletal. He is the big man as he wrote in the picture, and he must be the General Gray-Barzelg. No man would deserve more of an adjective, like a ghost. Both the forged flesh and the shapes were more terribly sharpened than anyone Setuna met.

And the dull signs the man emitted were enough for Setuna to learn to chill. It also means it's intimidating. There was no way a little thing like that could have been feared as a fierce general or anything like that.

The air is tense.

"I've been waiting for you, Lex-Vargas. Craig tells me the story. You've come a long way. I've been waiting for a righteous man like you to arrive."

Earles' eagle-fringed attitude was decorated by the elegance held only by those born and raised as royalty, with a sense of minimal majesty as those who stood on top. Most of all, it was Setsuna's frank feeling that it was incomparable with Leongand.

Youthfulness is not the problem.

Leongand is also a young king. But something different from Earles was in Leongand. To Setsuna what that was, I couldn't explain it in words, but at least there was no doubt that something about it was a great attraction.

"His Royal Highness, who took the initiative to strike a rebel, is the righteous one among the righteous! Until we gathered under His Highness's banner."

"Have you taken action and gathered yourselves under me? What would you do without calling that a forgery? I am impressed! I can't be happier! would be so."

Earles' powerful dialogue was something that gave him some certainty in Setuna. He believes in Laxus. I don't doubt it. I don't know if it's Laxus' business to act in earnest, or if the situation in which Arles is located has worked in our favor. But either way, so far, so good.

Setuna, although relieved, did not put it on her face. Gray-Balzerg's sharp mushrooms were proof that even subtle changes in complexion were to be missed.

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(Hmm)

Lancaine walked on the less popular streets.

So far, I suppose it's safe to say that Laxus's measures are working. I should have had it for a while more than I could fool an old soldier named Craig-Classion and Arles-Logner. Only General Gray-Barzelg's trends were concerned, but he had to act more than he feared exposure than he had gotten inside.

information gathering.

Above all, I had to discern Zalwarn's sincerity. If their purpose is only to crusade the Lanadies faction. However, if they are still looking to invade Gandhia, this one will have to act quickly as well.

In some cases, it was possible that it would cease to be a case of intelligence.

And

(Not so much intentions......)

That's what I grasped during my stroll through the city.

The soldiers' morale was extremely low, even though they were not supposed to have stood for ten days yet after occupying Recondahl. It won't be because of the weather. If rain takes war away, it's not that easy. I'm simply not motivated by them.

What is the difference between the people who guarded the castle gates and the mansion and the soldiers wandering around the city? Although the morale of the guards headed by Craig-Classion was high and so loud in the eyes.

Let's go.

(Poor General Balzerg's pathetic soldiers and Logner's human difference...?

Lancaine narrowed her eyes. Poor Gray-Balzerg. He must end his life without knowing the truth about it. And I guess that would be happier for him. It was pathetic because of that. That's why I didn't feel the need to tell Gray the truth. Poor doll deserves to keep dancing pitifully.

Look up to heaven. From the lead sky, constant rain was pouring down. Lancaine grinned at the color of rain that wetted her whole body. My body is out of cold. But in the depths of my heart, the flames were swirling. Red Lotus and Burning Struggle Instinct. The emotion of a soul seeking and wandering about a place of death.

It resembled inferiority.

Lancaine never tried to stop it, although she realized she was mumbling a spell. The surveillance is shaking off. I didn't have to shy away. Arrange words like singing. Old words. Magic words. Besides, I don't end up talking. That could make the situation worse.

He continued to sing ancient languages, between madness and sanity.

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Eventually, the night came.

Setuna and the others had been given a building as a quarterhouse close to the mansion where the Arles and the others would take command. It was a little narrow to be able to push in about thirty people, but I'm not in a position to be complaining. It's important that we achieve our goals.

A line that warmed his body, which was cold out, in a bath, and filled him with hunger with a rather sumptuous meal, slept like mud. There must have been fatigue due to the long journey, but more importantly, the security of being in the building, not in the carriage or outdoors, must have stimulated everyone's drowsiness.

Even Setuna, who was able to get some sleep in the carriage, is. For the bandits who had no choice but to go wild, this dormitory may have been like paradise or heaven.

but.

"Get up."

"Huh?

Shaken violently, Setuna opened her eyelids as she floated her raw reply. Called back from the dreams of calm and nostalgic days, for a moment, anger was born, but it also spreads instantly. Light darkness covered my sight. I don't see anything. The silence was enveloping the world.

In an uncertain consciousness, it was difficult to shake off the sweet temptation from the land of dreams, and he tried to close his eyes again.

Though the voice of Laxas did not allow it.

"Not if you're asleep"

"Huh?

"Apparently, they're under siege"

"Huh?"

Setsuna woke her body up rubbing her sleeping eyes, not knowing what Laxus was talking about. Vision remained closed to darkness, but the signs and sounds explore Laxus' place. He was standing by the bed where Setuna was sleeping and looking out the window.

On the other side of the window, the darkness of the night just seems to be spreading.

Laxus laughed sarcastically.

"The Dagnes have betrayed us."