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

"Bandit...... hey"

Cain-Vivre exhaled, letting his nose stick to the smell of blood that began to mix with the mist he could stand in. I am not dissatisfied with the role of liaison officer given to me. If there is dissatisfaction, it means that the black spear was driven out like a bandit's crusade.

About a bandit, I think.

Regardless, I'm not asking you to leave me alone. If you don't get tired of ravaging the mountains, leave the jackals behind, who have stretched their forefingers to the world. What's more, he was a bandit who was previously more concerned about the expansion of his forces, even though he was sued for just crusading.

Gandhia has just raised her nascent voice. Thieves who defied national law had to be crusaded, whether it meant stabilizing the country or reassuring the people.

Nevertheless.

(Even enough to use ghosts)

A ghost in dog skin.

Cain had such a reputation for him. I'm still young to say ghosts, but if I look only at the effects, ghosts deserve them. He has slaughtered thousands of enemy soldiers and slaughtered many Imperial Demons. Worldly, a black spear would be better off on the street.

A scream echoed in the mountains.

Then an anger flies, another scream flies, I can see you approaching the battlefield.

Middle belly of Mount Clubber in the southwest of Gandia. Close enough to the southern Gandhian city of Krebourg, it is a mountain lying across the border with Lucion.

Nor do we know that bandits will live there. Lucion is an alliance with Gandhia and the daughter-in-law of Linonclair, the sister of Gandhia's current king, Leongand. The country has been dating each other for a long time, and its friendly air extends among the people. It can be called a daily tea meal, where merchants from both countries travel to and from the border.

The bandits who hid behind Mount Clubber attacked such merchants and travellers and took their hardware and their lives.

It was just after Gandhia took control of Logner that more damage was reported. Until then, he said, there had been no noticeable damage or reports about bandits. It was inevitable to see some willingness working there to exhaust Gandhia.

Then it would make sense to capture the bandits and let them spit out all the information they know. Otherwise, we cannot move forward.

Keep the rear safe, there's no forward movement.

Gandia must keep moving forward. Otherwise, he will be crushed by the foot of a giant beast that will wake up sooner or later.

(Like them)

To a flock of bodies exposed to the mountains, he even remembered the joy. It would belong to the bandits who defied recklessly. The one slashed to death in two, the one smashed to the head, the one pierced through the heart - it shows off a variety of ways to get killed. The smell of spreading blood and the red mist are as if they were creating a world of dreams.

Whether the animals living in the mountains are lurking their breath, or whether they ran away with their tails wrapped around the awesomeness of things, all they could hear was the human severer.

The battle will be over soon.

The battlefield is already in his sight.

Cain gave his back to the tree behind him, staring at the haunted ramblings dressed in black armor that didn't even look good on him.

It looks small when it comes to ghosts. It gently wields a disastrous pitch-black spear that is more than its height. Whenever a ghost flashes a spear, the concentration of blood in the mist is deeper and heavier. The smell of blood that turns back. It's a far cry from peace, even if it's raw and warm in hell.

He could have killed all the bandits like this. For example, I won't be able to look into the relationship behind the bandits. That has to stop. but there is also a desire to watch him fight forever. Then it might be interesting to destroy them.

He's the target of a bandit. They may not be enough for Gandia to take. Regardless, it's forbidden to be alarmed, and it's also true that if you can, you should know what will is moving behind it.

but I didn't want to do anything senseless like stop the ghost dancing, etc. The only way for him to grow up as a ghost is through a lot of dead lines. It is only through the scourge of war enough to fight the struggle, wipe blood with blood and adorn death with death that he should be a real ghost. Even if it's a battle that's just a pastime, you should keep it just to see it through.

Eventually, the ghost dance was over.

In a fantastic landscape filled with deep mist and blood smoke, a black armor filled with blood stands up. He held the black spear pattern on his shoulder and even seemed to be ready for breathing. Heavy duty armor. It's disproportionate for him to fly around the battlefield, but it seems to take a little longer for the armor for him to complete.

Until then, we'll have to wrap up a pair of weapons. Most of all, he's not the kind of person dissatisfied with such a thing. Just sit and wait like a dog and shake your tail and rejoice if given.

"Kill them all?

Speaking unexpectedly, the ghost was frightened. It was a huge reaction, as you can see in the distance, but it may not be helpful. So was Cain erasing signs, but it was also an unscheduled rendezvous. The bandit crusade was ordered by them. I can't even imagine Cain showing up here.

Turn around immediately. His eyes are hidden in the shadows in a helmet worn deep in his eyes.

"La...... Cain or surprised"

The voice was like that of a boy everywhere. The characteristic humility is seeping, but it is a healthy voice. That was him, a boy named Setuna-Kamiya. I very much don't think of him as the one who wreaks haunted warfare.

but it's what Cain looks like that's all but false. Whether it's on the battlefield or not, he's the same person named Setuna-Kamiya, but Cain thinks it's the ghosts on the battlefield that are his nature.

No, maybe I just want to assume that.

"One, he's alive."

"Excellent."

I'll keep my orders.

I guess it's because of my disgust with Cain that I've been spitting. I don't even care about Cain.

That's when a pile of bodies moved behind Setuna. It was the bloody man who jumped out of between the bodies. The blade of the dagger in my hand twinkles. Setuna doesn't even react. He didn't even try to take his gaze off this one. Neither Cain nor I intend to move.

So there was no problem.

When I wondered if a white gust had blown, pure white wings took the bandit's dagger. And a strip of purple electricity pierces his arm, and a man screams and falls.

"Captain, you're too alarmed."

It was the man who appeared like the wind next to Setuna who told him to do so. No scratches were found on the pure white wings sheltering Setuna, which also turned into a white cape while watching. In itself, it must be a robust protective gear. I don't even wear simple armor under my cape.

Ruufa Zenon-Bargasar and Summoned Armed Silfed Feather.

"Ruufa's right. Don't get distracted until the end of the operation."

The harsh tone came down from overhead. The Lord of the Voice, who apparently was lurking himself over the growing trees, jumped right down. Lightweight woman. Simple armor just to protect the steeple is attributed to her being a user of range weapons.

Nevertheless, an object held by a woman, as if it were a monstrous bird with its wings spread, does not look like a bow, to be modest. Strange shapes are arguably one of the hallmarks of summoning armies, but among them, hers was out of group and oddly shaped. A bow Aurora Storm that ejects thunder light.

The name of the summoner is Faria-Belfaria. He's also supposed to be the guardian of Setuna.

"Yeah, but then he was alone, right?

Being bewitched by the two men, Setuna raised her dissatisfied voice. Swirl the spear and stick the cuttoe to the depressed man on the ground. A man who was screaming pitifully for the pain of an electric shock held his breath. A man with a beard. Seeing little unarmed, it also seemed impossible to cope with the ambush of the Setunas.

He was breathtaking and looking at the cutting-edge of the black spear. The tip of the spear, named Chaos Blinger by Setuna herself, sucks the blood of the bandits and is red and wet.

"That's why, right?"

"Yeah, well, one more breath, and that's when we need to keep our heads together."

"Right. It's not what you accumulate when you're killed. Setuna-Kamiya. No, it's Setuna Zenon-Kamiya now."

When Cain agreed with the two, Setuna dropped her shoulder disappointingly. The tip of the spear falls on the thief's groin. The bandits screamed, but everyone silenced it.

"So, what about him?

"Do you know the captain?

Faria and Ruufa are throwing their gaze at us. Speaking of which, Cain had no direct knowledge of the two of them. Even from the time I named him Lancaine-Bunell, yes. And I'm glad of that. Though he is wearing a mask, he cannot be deluded to the color of his voice.

"I think I've heard of it if it's about a name. He is Cain-Vivre. An armed subordinate summoner."

When Setuna answered, Faria frowned and Ruufa looked suspicious. Neither of you may have even heard the name, but that's a possible story, too. Cain's presence was kept secret until very recently. It's only natural given the history of the climb. He has burned down one of Gandia's cities and killed many of his inhabitants.

I changed my name, I'm wearing a mask, that's why.

The Cain-Vivre thing Lancain-Buenell was a hateful felon for the Gandian people and a person who should have been sentenced to extreme imprisonment. but he was kept alive. As a slave to the king.

And Setuna's description of an armed subordinate summoner is not incorrect. but the presence of armed summoners who are neither the same royal summoners nor employed by the association as they are, is odd.

Many of the armed summoners are managed by a half-shaped organization, such as the Continental Summoners Association, whose influence extends to the entire continent, he said. Nevertheless, there is no coercion there, only a strong aspect as a mutual aid association. It would be a reasonable story given that the original purpose of the establishment was the spread of armed summoning techniques.

As a result, armed subpoenas are widespread, and small groups of nations are experiencing turbulent times.

"What can we do for you, my lord armed summoner?

"Of course, it's royal fate. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known you were fighting in the back of this mountain."

"Of course I know that"

"Let's get down to business. Your Lion's Tail team will be moving to Krebourg with the end of the operation and will be escorting dignitaries scheduled to arrive in Krebourg tomorrow. I'll transfer the survivors of the bandits."

Tell him, Cain took the envelope out of his pocket. It contains an order signed by the King. Handing it to Setuna, he gave it to Faria without even checking the contents of the envelope. It may be a serious matter for the captain, but if that's the way the Lion's Tail squad does it, there's no reason to pinch his mouth.

"That's a sudden story."

"He said it was a sudden story even as a royal palace. I only heard from you right after I sent you."

"So a white feather arrow stood on us near Krebourg," he said?

"That's all that matters. The Lion's Tail squad - no, speaking of black spears, it's not so much a symbol of Gandhia. If you put it on the escort, it's not bad for the VIP."

The streets from Krebourg to Gandion, the king's capital, are like a main road. Straight ahead, there shouldn't have been anything like a big problem.

It is the duty of the state to allow safe movement to and from the territory, and for this reason the Imperial Demon (Ouma) will not, of course, tolerate the presence of bandits and bandits. Was it one of those expressions of intent to send a black spear to the annihilation of a bandit?

The name of the black spear, which contributed to Gandia's repeated victories, is blowing across the country, both inside and outside. Some try to keep bandits and bandits going until they deal with something like that. Even if he was there, wouldn't he leave Gandia territory?

It is not surprising that such expectations have been included in this bandit extermination mission. Setuna's activity, from the recapture of the fortress of Balsar to the repression of Logner, was only enough to take the hearts and minds of Gandia's subjects.

"Whatever."

Setsuna pulled the spear. Protruding to the ground at your feet, you take a glimpse of the surrounding pile of corpses. The fog is still deep. The smell of intense blood also seems to remind me that this is still a battlefield. What does he think of the scene? I can't imagine Cain at all, and it doesn't matter. There is no need to speculate, such as the emotions of others.

"We just do what we're ordered to do, don't we?

Setuna walked out without asking her two men for answers. Faria follows.

"Yeah, right."

"Is that the hard part of serving the palace?"

Setuna looked back and raised her voice to Luufa, who sighed.

You don't say it's hard.

"Yes, if it's hard, you can stop?

"Uh, why just me? I'm not hard, either!

Cain was aware of himself as the lion's tail squad facaded off lightly leaving the battlefield behind. They must be driven out to a harsh battlefield. For that reason they did not belong to the army, they became direct kings. Run around the battlefield with one king's will and go to the dead with one king's life. In time, you will not be allowed to die. They - Setsuna among them - have no alternative. When it comes to that being different from myself, it would be different.

"Well."

Cain looked to the survival of the bandits. The man with the beard, he's just stunned. They may be confused between the fact that their companions have been wiped out and the narrowness of reality that has taken their lives. I haven't even noticed our gaze. Don't even notice the fate from Mizu.

The man will now be transferred to King's Capital for investigation. Whatever he knows, knowing it, there's a future ahead of him like he thinks from the bottom of his heart that it would have been better if he'd been killed here with his people. A cruel fate awaits. but if you get over it, you might be able to take the same path as Cain.

He laughed lightly.

Either way, it's better to die.