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

"I'm pretty sure Gandia is plotting an invasion of Logner. Given the amount of personnel and supplies that arrive here, naturally. And it is not a strategic mistake for Gandia to go north in expanding its territory. To the south, east and west, there are two allies, Lucion and Mion. What's more, you're in a situation that's easier to attack than Azark or Berrell. Azark and I have just entered into a truce agreement, and Berel has the biggest obstacle: the White Shield. Bumping with the White Shield is something I'd like to ask you to spare, even if it's us. Let that also be the general thrust of the Gandhian army. As a result, if we proceed with the army, there is only Logner. I'm afraid of the back shield of Zalwarn, but still compared to the White Shield. Besides, you can see that the recapture of the fortress has raised this one's mind. Nevertheless, I think we are losing a little bit of time in attacking the remnants of the fortress recapture"

Jin's tongue is smooth itself. Spinning all those words, I couldn't even say anything like chewing my tongue. When talking about the situation, strategies and tactics of the state, he was as lively as a fish that got water, and Lux liked that kind of gin. I just barely understand what the story is about. The voices that pop into his ears are really easy to hear, but somehow, they don't stay in Lux's head long enough to go somewhere. Probably because you're retarded. The conclusion is always clear.

"Sure...... If we're going to gain momentum, we should have chased the Logner guys. At least, the ranks would have increased. That's right, even if it's going to be a total battle with Logner, Gandhia's advantage won't shake. But His Majesty didn't do it. Why?"

Sigurd's question was also what Lux had in mind. All that overwhelming victory. Normally, I would go after the defeated back and try to make that wound deeper and bigger. King Leongand did not issue a Pursuit Order and did not even issue an Attack Order against the Hall of Logner (Shinkansen).

Here's the conclusion that Lux made. Have you decided that there is no need to let Gandia's soldiers shed more blood in vain than you have won the great battle and served the purpose of recapturing the fortress? This can't be the end of Gandhia's war. If you think about the future, it's also the wrong idea to keep the soldiers warm.

But it seems that Jin's thoughts were at a much earlier stage.

"Perhaps you never thought you could win that light in your initial plans. You should have been prepared for some damage. I might not have even thought about invading Logner. But I got an unexpected big win. Your Majesty must have thought about it. Should we keep attacking or stop?"

"Setuna......"

Did Sigurd have a look that seemed difficult because he thought of that boy in the back of his brain?

The boy's name is Setuna-Kamiya. He has the same family name as Kuon-Kamiya in The White Shield, but he's not family. but it may not be an exaggeration to say that its strength is comparable to that of Quon-Kamiya. The biggest factor Gandhian troops have been able to complete. He, who called himself the trump card from King Leongand Mizu, was, in fact, the joker himself. He was supposed to be an ordinary boy because of his physique, a vicious armed summoner.

At first glance, it would be rude to say that he seems to be everywhere - and so on - but he was an ordinary boy. At least, that was the first impression Lux had. I couldn't believe you when you said you were an armed summoner.

Armed summoners are people who twist or destroy the boundaries of normality on their own. Setuna's flesh was so poor that it looked very unlike any of those people.

Faria-Belfaria looked more like a warrior to me, and more reliable. It would be extremely rude to think about it right now.

(Misunderstood...?

There is no answer to my question. Nevertheless, it would have been obvious if he had seen one foot at a time on the battlefield that he was an unfamiliar amateur. It makes me uncomfortable.

"I don't have that kid."

Such an amateur instantly repainted the battlefield that was supposed to be glued. Exactly for a moment. The Red Lotus fire burned down Logner's lead line. If you look on Logner's side, it's like a sudden storm hit you. Must be something I didn't even assume. That was the same for the Gandhian army, but more than fear, the winning chance pushed the back of all the armies.

As a result, Gandia won big and succeeded in recapturing the fortress, which was a memorial. No one pinches their mouth to the conclusion that that or this was because of the substandard work of a boy named Setuna.

He should have been more admirable, he could have minimized the damage to the Gandhian army only because that one boy kept waving his spear as his body and mind bled.

and so on, when Lux takes it rarely and seriously,

"Where was the kid who killed twelve in the first line? Which one?

Sigurd went to Jin with a mouthful like he would ask in the progress report.

"The kid was twelve at the time, and he should have been nervous because of his first line"

Jin had the ultimate exemplary reaction in Jin to derive an accurate answer from the information he could have.

"Thirteen! Aren't there only thirteen!

Lux went on to scream as he compares the two of his steady faces. It is true that in the first line we raised thirteen enemy soldiers to a blood festival, but compared to the Sigurd's effect in that battle, it was utterly devoid of other love. It can be called a toy game.

It was the battle that inspired Sigurd-Foliar, who at the time was nothing more than an anonymous mercenary, to give the public the impression that one of the many mercenaries was jumping through his head.

He was credited with his primary merit for taking over Guadra's fierce General Weda-Arydia and crumbling the enemy army. Thanks to this, Lux's results were inconspicuous and only secretly praised within his peers.

As for Lux, I would have appreciated that.

The cursed family name Vain spread, and I didn't want to imitate it to bring disaster to The Pale Wind. I was assuming that must result in ruin.

Most importantly, as the activity base of "Pale Wind" moved south, he changed his mind. Whenever he moved away from the Vashtarian sphere of power, which abhorred Vain's name, his family name changed its meaning.

Second, I notice two glances that say it's white.

"Hey, why are you looking at me like that!

When Lux shouted in the wind that he couldn't believe it, the sigurds looked at each other like they were out there. I'm going to say it like you two made up.

"Just thirteen people, realize that the word indicates your anomaly!

"You can't kill any of the thirteen regular twelve-year-old boys. Not to mention it's suspicious if you can fight nervously and decently in the first place."

I have to lean my neck on the two statements. The outcome of Lux's battle in the first line is certainly incredible if he is a regular person. But while he was an ordinary man, he had a secret to draw a line with an ordinary man.

"I owe that to my subpoena. Gravestone. Remember, thanks to this."

Lux showed a long sword on his back. The bloody demon sword with the name of the tombstone transformed him into a killing weapon, which was an ordinary man. The power hidden by the sword kept him alive.

Summoning armed forces easily transform humans into outsiders. Without any relationship, such as the will of the owner.

"But now it's a little bit of a wooden sword without a hundred people in one hand, isn't it? It's not human."

"Hey, monsters"

"Mr. Jin, are you okay with your head?

"Like you."

A series of delightful streams came to an end where Jin had penetrated extremely calmly. As usual.

Sigurd fixes the story.

"So, where's that setuna? It would be a waste of time to let them play with the power they've gained."

"From what I've heard, he's accompanied Princess Linonclair on her way home."

Jin told her that she was feeling somewhat awkward. Lux didn't know why.

Speaking of Princess Linonclair, she was the sister of King Leongand, once so brave and famous that she was called Princess Lion. Even after his marriage to Halberg Reus-Lución, Prince of Lución, an ally of Gandia, his bravery was alive and well, even in earlier battles, he had led his troops from scratch as Captain of the White Holy Knight and joined the line.

Thinking that far, Lux understood what Jin had just said. About why Leongand didn't invade Logner after a big victory.

There is no doubt in Zinn's statement that such a great victory was unplanned and a battle to be good if the fortress of Balsar could be recaptured. Lucion, Myon and reinforcements from other allies have returned home after the fortress was recaptured, confirming that.

If you were going to invade Logner from the start, you must have borrowed the power of the Alliance two countries for some time now. The more troops, the better.

It's a calculation that even children can understand.

"Come on, how much safer on the road do we have to keep, isn't that too much?

Sure, I can't solve it.

Who more can you rely on than Setuna, who decided to win in the battle ahead, than you can expect reinforcements from your allies? It's not like they're mercenaries.

There won't be a more reliable group of mercenaries than "The Pale Wind," but Setuna alone - the black spear is not far from being one active. If you intend to defeat Logner, you should make active use of him.

It's like even Lux understands. Reason, should I say?

"Princess Linonclair is the sister of His Majesty Leongand. I don't know how to over-protect him, but I don't know what Gandhia's intent is to do with him."

"To de-alert Logner... or something"

"Sure, if the black spear turns out he's not at the Bulser Fortress, Logner might loosen his guard over here too... but the loss on the Gandia side due to his absence is too much"

Jin was right. Looking at him as mercenaries, his presence, which might make the handles solitary, was troublesome, but at the same time, thankful in terms of winning easily.

It would be impossible to expect an increase in the prize money due to active activity, but it would be easier to get a contract without having to work.

Lux and the mercenaries, their bodies are capital. In order to keep making money, you have to keep standing on the battlefield. It's important how to survive without major injuries, and it's secondary to being active on the battlefield. It is the kind of activity that catches the eye of the enemy forces that reduces their lives.

In other words, that's how long the luxes will live as mercenaries if Setsuna waves barbaric courage through a black spear.

There was more to it than being a mercenary. I don't really want to imagine that.

Now, there's still a chance for Lux.

He was certainly like a demon, but this one is a sword ghost. As long as he shows a linear offense, he'll be able to deal with as much as he wants. but what happens if he grows up.

It seems that now is the time to use it for spears, but when you understand black spears and begin to use their power as you wish, can Setuna end up with a monster that no one can put on their hands?

Shake your head in your chest. No one knows what the future holds, and he may show off controlling black spears. It may be possible to dominate the existence of different worlds, like that dehumanization of destruction, with the hearts of men. It's all just a possibility.

"Try to start the fight like this. You will lose all the elites who stormed bravely and bravely in the battle ahead and won an unharmed victory."

Sometimes even Lux whispered the undressed phrase on Sigurd's teeth. There's nothing but Lux and the others around. That's why you shouldn't be alarmed. It's ridiculous, like buying wasted grudges and jealousy with one word.

"Captain, this is so ironic."

"Ha, did I say something wrong?

"I didn't say it, so be careful. Besides, self-esteem is the only thing you didn't expect from the people in charge, right?

Gandia's soldiers were too indolent, when it came to the elite, to the point where the Lux and the others wanted to hold their heads in alignment. Until now, I have to think of it as something well held. Even though they took Fort Balsar, that was six months ago. Twenty years after his predecessor fell ill. Sometimes it may be that we have been able to concentrate our protection in the North thanks to our allies, but it is nevertheless something that we have often been able to keep in shape as a country.

I wonder how all those weak soldiers can fight and keep protecting their territory for twenty years.

Are you saying that the offense is weak and the guards strong?

Generations have changed - maybe the word Sigurd said a few days ago is correct.

"Sort of. You can expect some of them to be your disciples."

"Discipleship is a big deal. I just went with the training."

They volunteered, so I had no choice but to deal with them. It's not about my mentor or anything. I was just repeating my practice on one hand with a wooden sword, and I wasn't even going to do any special training or anything.

If it had been a pattern between my mentors, I would have trained harder. That's so much you can't go to the next fight.

"That's where you're great. I just went along with those guys' training, and I'm not getting anything..."

To Sigurd's words, which I admired from the bottom of my heart, Lux somehow lit up. It's not that impressive.

"Just the loss. Then life is boring."

If you ask me if I can lose or not, I'd have to say it's a life I've lost a lot. I was born and cursed, and I have dotted my place to be taken away by my father. The place I finally found was the causal business of mercenaries, and this would not be another gainful operation.

"Less to lose, more to gain - that's mercenary fashion, but that's certainly not all it takes."

"Don't think the captain's no different than putting fever on a woman."

"Hmm, who put the fever on the woman?

"Is that it? No?

"I'm not in love with women."

"What!?

Lux wasn't really stunned, though he was surprised by the big bang. As much as I don't like siggles, less than three years after I knew them, I figured it out.

Hasn't the captain ever really loved a woman - isn't the rumor whispered among the members of the "Pale Wind" necessarily wrong?

Sigurd when he's walking a woman, he does seem to enjoy it, but those eyes were always, not laughing.

"Then why spend money like hot water for a woman?

"Man's world is a dream of a night. Well, if you don't enjoy it, it's a loss, right?

"Ha, looks like the captain. In the end, it's a matter of loss."

Lux also spilled a natural grin on Sigurd, who laughed without giving in. A man named Sigurd looked harsh at first glance, and there are actually many places like that, but when he broke his face, he got a loving look that drew him in. That is what should be called Sigurd's greatest beauty, and there will be no disagreement among the members on that point. It was no exaggeration to say that more than half of the mercenaries belonging to "The Pale Wind" are in love with and participate in such affections of Sigurd.

Lux is also obsessed with mercenary operations because the commander of the regiment is a sigurd. Most of all, I didn't have any other work to do, but I would have found some way to live. He was too young to be twelve when he first joined the group, and there should have been more choices than there are now. I just didn't even try to find it.

Fu, feeling the disturbing air from around Jin, Lux lurked his breath. Turn off the grin and look at you softly. Any sign of evil and evil will always come from the deputy commander. He has no sense of consciousness. And who can blame me for that? Because the things that made it happen are bad.

"Enjoy life is fine, but don't just take the money out of the safe again, okay?

Jin was laughing. Smiles briskly and vividly. It can be called a full smile. The vice president, who is always on the top of the Buddha, Intelligent, the moment the iron skin of a man like a chunk of reason collapsed, what was born there was an indescribable incarnation of terror, something nasty. I even remember the cold.

That could be it, that people laugh when their anger crosses degrees as well.

"Oh, oh... ok, ok, so stop smiling at me..."

Apologizing to Jin while Sigurd was about to cry was also the usual sight.

It's like there's a pale breeze - such a view.

Just watching makes me laugh. If mixed there, you get even more satisfaction. Nice world. The base of his heart.

Wherever you are, the usual sights may have to unfold as long as you two are around. Whether it was in the palace, in the formation, or on the battlefield, maybe that's all unchanged.

That's why Lux is here.

Wherever Sigurd and Jin are.

As long as the pale wind blows there, forever.