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

"I don't know."

I look over my head with a sigh. The sky, which still cannot rise in the morning, is too blue, as if it were projecting its own likeness, he thought.

If you look at him, you'll also want to mock yourself for being confident in the arms of the sword. We've seen people with far greater skill standing up.

Blue. Too blue.

The past, which boasted of this degree of skill, embarrassed me asexually.

If it's just Cain-Vivre, even the Neewe boy is still going far above him.

No, Neewe Boy was the overwhelming power to sweep away the dust, both numerous human beings and countless Imperial Demons. It's like the incarnation of destruction and slaughter...

(Terrible people...)

Shivering. At that time, if Dagne hadn't surrendered, it would have been him, not the people behind him, lying on the ground.

I'm glad they're Niewe.

He seems to turn it into a killing weapon that, if it were a battle, would also make the demons flee barefoot, but apparently it didn't then. Maybe he spotted someone who wasn't enough to take this one. For example, I'm also convinced of the way that amateur rounds are fought.

Drop your gaze to the ground and resume the task of digging back the soil with a shovel. The hole worn at his feet was still small and he had to dig deeper and wider in order to bury ten large adults.

He's digging a grave.

To keep the pathetic end of the pathetic people driven by the idleness of the watchman of the Llama mine permanently close.

It's not good to be dug up. For example, even if there's something coming to deliver food to the watchman and he notices something strange, I don't think he's buried in the ground as a carcass. It doesn't make a grave mark, it doesn't make a plain landmark. If you flatten the ground raised after filling it, you wouldn't know first.

But I don't even have to work that far.

If the absenteeism of the watchman is revealed, I realize that something is going on. Whether there is a carcass or not, you must decide so.

That would be the same thing.

Luig shook his head as he shoved the shovel into the ground. I don't care. Now mindlessly digging a grave is the first order from the principal Rex-Vargas.

The next step is to wait for their return, along with Orin and two military horses, but for that purpose to bury the ten bodies piled up behind them.

Looking back. Untold chunks of meat and fruitful Logner soldiers. I have nothing to do with Luig's life. I didn't even exchange words. It wasn't even an event that would be deeply engraved in my memory.

However, this burial work will not be forgotten for a while.

Eight cains, two lugues, murdered.

In retrospect, it was an extremely simple event. Perhaps it was simply a bruised handiwork, but that must not have mattered.

It is no exaggeration to say that the surveillance post was suppressed by Cain alone. Despite kicking in two doors at about the same time.

Perhaps the soldiers who noticed the sound of the break-in and jumped should say just fine. No matter how many idle jobs he was driven to, he didn't seem to have just neglected to manage the crisis.

Most importantly, I must say, it was a bad hand to take the weapon.

No, they were bad.

When they laid their swords in front of Cain-Vivre, their path was decided.

As a result, the soldiers, who had as many as ten, ended up with unspeakable carcasses in minutes of things.

When I think about it, I don't even have to think about myself. Cain alone would have been enough.

It's a small space called a cabin, even though there's a lot of them. A man like him would have fought as much.

Well, then maybe he's not happy. Before he was a dog, there was something like he probably enjoyed fighting.

Though it is unthinkable to Luig.

And I guess that's something that even Neewe boys don't understand.

He is young, pale.

To the point that Cain and Luig are so exorbitant that they killed Logner's soldiers.

I guess it means it's a useless killing.

I guess it means it's pointless and wasteful killing.

I guess it's something he can't think of.

I just kept the soldiers alive, and there's nothing in it for me here. On the contrary, it is far more likely to be harmful.

In the first place, how do we keep it alive? Were you going to tie it up and leave it in that cabin? For if it is not discovered as soon as possible, you must starve to death. And that would be more cruel.

Most of the time, because he didn't know it, Neewe ate and hung up on Cain.

Cain was rather gazing at such a boy as if to look at something peculiar. From Cain's point of view, Neewe's statements must have been more unreasonable and unprofitable.

While I felt disturbed by Neewe, who exposed his enemies against Cain, there was nothing Ryug could do. No, it doesn't matter. Whatever emotions Niewe has, how she behaves, you just have to throw them away as long as they don't get in the way of Luig.

The only thing he should shake his tail with is the main Rex, and the rest, just leave it out of his thoughts. When you need it, you can use it as much as you need to, but you can't be more involved than you need to be.

Dogs have a dog reason.

Most importantly, by Cain's definition, Neewe is also a kind of dog.

Luig was not convinced. I wonder where he is a dog. It seemed more like a ghost than a dog. A demon with a person's face. While leaving some childishness behind, it's therefore horrible. Because nothing is more cruel than childishness.

Yes, he is childish.

Luig thought as he dug back the dirt with a shovel.

Kids.

With just that one word, I felt like I could define his existence. It explains how young and deserted you are on the battlefield and how you behave outside the battlefield. I wield my powers innocently like a child and do irresponsible words and actions like a child - at my age, but I guess I'm still mentally immature. Still, Rex must use him because, for one thing, his abilities are useful. I didn't think of any other reason.

Maybe there's a fact Luig doesn't know, but he doesn't know what he doesn't. I can't think about it. Humans, you can only judge things from among the information you have. Most importantly, it was too dangerous to figure things out with just that little bit of information, but if it's just about Niewe, there's no problem.

And just things to that extent, such as what Rüg judges. If you could grasp his standing and his position in relation to yourself, that's all you need. Otherwise, my husband will think about it.

All you have to do is obey the Lord's command.

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I guess the pits penetrated deep into the Llama mine were like a labyrinth, but I never got lost thanks to Lancaine, who spearheaded by the chilling light of the Demonic Crystal lamp.

It was just an unexpected long journey, even as a setuna.

Sometimes it was about strength, and I couldn't possibly keep walking to my destination. He took several breaks and although Setuna did not hide his rebellion against Lancaine each time, he did not care. Its cool side makes Setsuna's emotions unnecessarily obstinate.

The passage to Wangdu was narrower and narrower than the pit, however a secret way out. However, the passage itself was cleverly hidden in the darkness of the pit, and it did not seem to be something to look for or find in the dark clouds.

At the penetration of the aisle there is a stone staircase, which, when ascended, exits the vault. Maybe it's a treasure trove. Because Setuna had many stunning conditionings and ornaments of immeasurable value stored neatly. Less dusty is a sign of good care.

Leaving the zoo, Setuna finally could see the light. Though it was the light of the stars.

I mean, I had to spend more than half a day trampling the pit. Fatigue also builds up. but if you're snagged here, Lancaine must mock you. When I thought so, the wonder and power boiled over Setuna's body.

"Is this...?

Setuna glanced around while acknowledging that Lancaine turned off the light of the Demonic Crystal lamp. I have some imagination from the many delicacies served to the collection. Still, he wanted to make sure with his own eyes.

Under the quiet downpouring starlight, a large building can be seen in front. There are even more huge and majestic buildings at the rear, but Lancaine's destination is apparently not that way. I was walking out towards the building in front of me.

Compared to a building like the palace at the rear, I guess any building would have to feel modest, but the building in front of Setuna and the others had no decoration of this, and had a good impression.

"Lonely Hall."

"Huh?"

"It seems that some generations ago the king built it to house the princess, but the king at heart died before he could see the completion. They never even used it for a while afterwards. The origin is the origin. but after the reign of King Cyril it is used as the bedroom of Queen Mirhina"

Lancaine was reluctantly rapping because she was familiar with Logner's internal affairs. On the road to the Lonely Lord he told me that before Logner was enslaved to Zalwarn, Lancain himself had infiltrated Logner as an operative for a certain purpose. Moreover, it was not the intention of the Zalwarn national lord Mirelbas-Ryburn, who wanted Logner's reign, he said, but rather by a completely different thought.

but as his infiltration effort tried to bear fruit, Zalwarn's main army attacked inside Logner territory, he had to stop the operation.

In the end, Logner went down to Zalwarn's military gates and Lancaine returned to his original assignment.

The connection between Lancaine and Logner, he said, has not yet been lost.

"I see. Shall I use that? But is that how it works?

"At least there's nothing like being imprisoned."

Lancaine laughed invincibly. I wonder if he has any secrets, or if he is extra confident.

Setuna frowned uncomfortably, but did not imitate her as pinching her mouth. I'm sorry, but you have to rely on him more than you've ever done. “ But you should stop saying extra things.

Led by Lancaine, he turns to the back of the Lonely Lord. Because it was deep in the royal palace, there was nothing like encountering strict security or soldiers on patrol. It was surprisingly defenseless. Normally, we can't get into a place like this without scratching solid walls and defensive nets. Perhaps there is no way for security to be a monkey.

Unexpectedly, Lancaine stopped. In front of a seemingly tightly closed window. There was nothing decorative about the elegant windows. I didn't even taste the curtains.

When he touched the window frame, Lancaine pushed it open unconstitutionally.

This place is always open.

And I've gone unprocessed.

The curtains swayed in the wind and the indoor darkness peered. Apparently, it was someone's room, but the lights weren't on, so I couldn't see it well from outside the window. Not popular. If anyone, there must have been a reaction when the window opened.

Setuna, who saw Lancaine break in through the window, looked at Laxus. I didn't think I'd do anything empty nesting until I came to the center of an enemy country, but I wonder how Laxus felt.

If it's for a mission, if it's a royal fate, it's a man who can instantly subdue his feelings for Lancaine. I may have switched in an instant, even if I had some thoughts.

Most importantly, Setsuna and I didn't think about it so deeply.

Anyway, the two followed Lancaine.

Upon entering the room, the light ran overhead. Cold light. Lancaine must have turned on the demon light. I guess it's something he's used to.

The room, illuminated by the light of the demonic crystal lamp, was no less primitive than the appearance of the Lonely Lord. One large sleeping area and some conditioning. All of which may be luxury items beyond the reach of the common people, but Setsuna did not know.

In the first place, I have this incredible feeling that this is really inside the king capital of Logner, Myram. I guess it's because I've broken in too lightly. There was not a single obstacle this way from the Llama mine pit.

I was so tired of walking, it wasn't even a problem. It's too uncomfortable, too easy.

Things are carried too far into tongues of applause.

Light enough to clap it out.

"This is my room, by the way"

Lancaine has said that when she looks back at Setuna. An inexplicable statement without a thump is enough to confuse the place. No, if you think about it carefully, it's understandable, but it was just abrupt at all. It took Setuna some time to come up with the answer.

And I'm stunned to understand the facts that his remarks indicate.

"No way!"

Setuna shouted because she was too surprised. of the royal palace, because it also meant that his relationship with Logner was so close that he was directed to a private room dedicated to the king and queen's bedroom.

"No way."

Quick as I can tell, I heard footsteps from the other side of the door. The noise of dust will prove that he is heading towards this room without waving his sides.

Setuna was nervous that she had been perceived to have broken in, but Lancaine seemed to turn back to the door with a bare gesture as if she were more welcome.

The door opens up completely.

"Lance! I knew it was you......!

As he entered the room, it was an aged woman who shouted Lancaine's former pseudonym and rushed over with momentum as if she were going to jump at him. Something like late thirties based on appearance? Long golden hair in the light of the demonic crystal lamp glistened all blindly.

The woman jumps into Lancaine's chest and Lancaine tries to hold it for granted.

"Long time no see, Hina"

To the sweet voice leaking from Lancaine's mouth, Setuna learned the feeling of her spine freezing. I can only be surprised that I don't even see a single scale of madness on the side of Lancaine, even though I'm convinced that my hair is still this thing.

He was stroking his hair with his free hand, holding the woman with his right arm.

Laxus whispered in Setuna's ear.

"It's Queen Mirchina..."