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

"They say Nagrasia is under control."

To a report from Crude-Fabruneia, Miliu-Libaien wanted to raise her voice and laugh it off. The only thing I want to laugh at is that lapse. Everything. Everything about this country, the environment surrounding this country, about ourselves that was made good for such a country, and the situation that still has to be tied to the country.

Everything is ridiculous, crap.

However, the glare of light plugging through the front left window was what I was looking for, and I wasn't willing to deny it. Cloudy weather until a few days ago sounds like a lie. Clear. Without clouds, the brilliance of sunlight pouring out of the sky was something that gave me a raw sense of reality. What I had been looking for since I went up from the basement, finally, represented myself before her.

"When was that?

"September 8th...... that was three days ago"

Crude sat in a chair a short distance from Miliu. I guess I shunned her face-to-face because of the massive amount of food on the table. It was just lunch. Miliu had just finished his morning training and was hungry. I went out on the ground and, thanks to a reminder of the deliciousness of the dishes, I ordered them in large quantities, as I did every time, but I was able to flatten them largely. Apparently, the appetite, which was not an exaggeration even though it was not when we were underground, is enhanced by the fact that we came out on a colorful ground. Crude often advised me to gain weight, but I have no problem with it because I train more than that.

Training without killing each other. Nothing was more refreshing. It seems refreshing, comfortable and even fun. Or forget everything you can do in Dinobot Cave. Any life that you kill or trample upon, you run wild in your dreams.

Dragon Palace, Tenryun Palace, Dragon House.

It is the heart of the Taruong Mansion, the capital of Zalwarn. Tianhuan Palace is a designation that refers to the entire palace, and Zilong Palace is about a building standing east of Tianhuan Palace. It has a Thai Spirit Palace in the center, with Xuanlong Palace in the north, Feilong Palace in the west, and Shuanglong Palace in the south. It meant that the generic name of those five palaces was Heavenly Wheel Palace, but it doesn't matter to Miliu. There was no emotion whatsoever in the buildings erected by the heads of the Pendragon clan in the past after the struggle for power.

However, I liked the purple dragon palace. The cook here is well armed and not only knows how to fill her belly, but he also knows how to entertain her tongue. And more importantly, the Purple Dragon Hall can do whatever they want.

After his liberation from the Dinobot Cave, Miliu was not able to keep up with the dramatic changes in their position, but he was aware that the situation was slightly improving. No, it might not even be as good as a turn around. but sunshine and not having to kill my countrymen is a lot different just that. It can be said that the heavens and the earth have been turned upside down.

From hell to heaven.

If we want to continue to immerse ourselves in this situation, there is nothing more to it than to contribute to Zalwarn's victory.

"Gandhian army, right?

"Oh."

"I looked into Gandhia's logner flat, and I thought," It's early. Hey, Gandhia's move. "

"Compared to that, Zalwarn's movements are dull."

I don't even know Crude would spit it.

"I was able to afford it, and I was using the warriors of an enemy country. Naturally."

"The lord used the warrior's ploy to wipe out the rebels."

"Because we kept drifting at the bottom of the earth, so..."

If it was Mirelbus who lifted the Mirells out of the earth's prison, it was also Mirelbus who had made Orian-Lebaen do whatever he wanted for a decade. Hate could not have boiled or created feelings such as reverence or awe. And when I met him in person, I found out that Mirelbus himself didn't even want that.

The lords of Zalwarn did not ask for loyalty or anything from the Millews. All you seek is battle results and your strength as an armed summoner. It goes without saying that his words, which he wants us to see the achievements of Dinobot Cave, made Miliu remember his intention to kill, even without malice. While Mirell Bus was being deceived, the Mirells were connected to hell. There is no way that a human being who has been in the sun's light can understand her feelings or anything else.

That's what I knew.

Values are different from people who have sung about their lives on earth.

The Milius were forced to kill each other to live. Daily training and occasional killings. Those things that could not be achieved by training were relentlessly truncated, and thus the Milius and the others took a leap forward in learning the art. I had to. I learned the art of armed subpoena because I couldn't have survived without it.

I can't swear allegiance to something that doesn't even understand that.

But that's not why I didn't thank Mirelbus.

What makes this a delicious meal is the consideration of Mirell Bus. Thanks to him, who gave Miliu and the others some power, they didn't have to have any trouble living. Food and shelter, everything got. All you have to do is do your job. If that's all it takes to have these full days, then I'll obey the lord.

Such thoughts were common to Miliu and Crude.

"Whatever. If only I could live."

Tell her, she got her hands on dessert.

I don't want to die. It's perfect to die. The faces of our compatriots dying pointlessly in front of us are burning to the retina. It doesn't disappear. No matter how hard I meditate my eyes, it doesn't disappear. It's not a nightmare, it's probably because it's real. It's memorable, it doesn't even weather.

Will you disappear one day if you keep getting this dazzling sunshine?

"So is that."

Crude scratched her brightly dyed hair after her hard work. He had brilliant gray hair. The age should still be young. It would be the same as Miliu or about two on top of one. His face looked pretty old, even though he wasn't even in his thirties. That's how the decade in Dinobot changed him. Ten years ago, he was held as the second son of the powerful Fabruneian family, and it was the most beautiful boy of all.

I can't help but think that destiny is a cruel thing.

(No, it's the humans who are cruel, isn't it)

I would take any means for a purpose, and I would not hate to kill my compatriots if I were to survive. I am fine and deceive others and myself, justify the killing, and surrender my righteousness. That's how we brew ourselves, which is why we feel nauseous. Still have to survive.

I'm perfectly sorry to die without even knowing the glorious word "youth."

"By the way, what happened to Zayn?

What Crude has been asking is about Zain-Vridia. He was one of the last of the three survivors of the Dinobot Cave and was not on this occasion. but that's also the usual thing.

He would've played with a dog.

"Dog?"

"He wouldn't harm an animal, so don't worry."

Zain was the kind of person who treated rats he'd picked up from somewhere like family during the Dinobot Cave era. For him, who has only become hostile to humans, perhaps only unspoken animals are the home of his heart. When he was playing with animals, he had a bright, serene look, like he did when he was a boy ten years ago. I guess I don't feel pity there because I'm the same.

Everyone, somewhere, is broken.

Crude sighed.

It's a mission.

To his utterance, Miliu stopped the hand he was reaching for the fruit. Point your gaze at Crude. In his hand was a bunch of paperwork. I know you had it from the beginning, but you didn't even care.

"Finally?"

"Yes. Finally, our turn."

That said, Crude grinned coldly.