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

It was on September 13th that the city of Myram, Logner's old capital, was filled by Gandhian army soldiers.

Overhead, the clear sky seemed as if to celebrate the end of the Gandian army, even if the blue of the sky and the red of the military uniform appeared in extreme contrast.

Leongand, standing on the terrace on the third floor of the palace, seemed to dance his heart to the appearance of an army full inside and outside the palace. The total number of troops on the Gandhian side is 4,500. In the front row there are a thousand reinforcements from Lucion, and a thousand and five hundred of Meon's elites. About five hundred Remanifras will become even more new allies and will have blood ties in the future. The mercenary regiments "White Shield" and "Pale Wind" also have faces.

There are a number of people coming together that could reach 8,000 people. Moreover, the citizens of Myram are not hiding in their homes either. Some try to see the Gandhian army's outing ceremony at a glance, others support the army as a Gandhian people, make you curse as a Logner, and various values fly across Myram's cities. It's like the city itself is shaking.

Leongand looks quietly at its trembling township.

I have to give a speech.

We must do good and inspire the Gandhian army.

We have to show the world that it's not just a war of aggression. Regardless, such a thing is nothing but deception. Whoever sees it is a war of aggression, and it is nothing more than an act of aggression. There is no room for illustration, and there is no need for it. But then it could be about the morale of the soldiers.

Soldiers want justice to kill their enemies.

"Gentlemen, we invade Zalwarn more than this. It's invasion. Intrude and attack."

I knew the reaction was faint. Until everyone gathered here stated the facts that they knew. Leongand was relieved only by the audience's reaction.

"But this is a war of war!

Leongand made that determination.

A righteous army frustrates the land of evil.

Nothing is easier to understand and more powerful. If you believe in justice, you can fight any enemy. But justice is not easy. Making you believe in it would be your duty as King of Leongands.

By believing in justice, you deceive the morality in yourself, recognize war as something that makes sense, and allow killing. It is some kind of brainwashing and an essential part of war. When they recognize themselves as evil, the soldiers will question fighting. Doubt dulls the sword and causes defeat.

"We destroy Zalwarn, a land of treachery and corruption, with a blade of righteousness, to show that there is justice in this world. This is also the grief of Siuzcloud Ray-Gandhia, king of Gandhia before my father"

I had no hesitation in bringing up my father's name.

For the Gandians, nothing strikes them more in the chest than the name of the predecessor Sius Cloud. A hero king who fell ill in the middle of a dream. His achievements, his strengths, were overrated, exaggerated and engraved in people's memories. The younger the generation, the more heroic the Ciuss Cloud is, and that's what Leongand thought whenever he set up an opportunity to exchange words with teenage soldiers. They were uniformly fantasizing about a person named SiusCloud and seeking that shadow inside Leongando.

The only reason Leongand was so popular among the military while being slandered was because he was drawing the blood of the Siuss Cloud. Emotions that are neither preconceived nor hopeful observations that the hero child should be a hero were widespread in the military. Leongand must also use the emotion. Act like a hero and grasp the hearts of the soldiers.

Of course, if ordered, they would want to fight without question. I'm a soldier. The orders above are absolute and cannot be resisted. That means deceiving your duties, that you will live. But that's not enough, we need an obsession with victory. We must march with fanaticism, not duty. Otherwise, it's hard to lead a big country named Zalwarn to victory over his opponent.

Either way, I'm not the kind of person you can beat with psychology.

This is nothing more than a final push.

"As you all know, Sius Cloud was revealed to be the great and wise king of Yingjie. It was no exaggeration to say that he was an incomparable leader and raw to bring glory and victory to Gandia. Everyone saw a hero in him, everyone saw a future in him. Neither did I. My father's back, which I saw when I was mindful, was huge and ambitious. As a child, I wondered if a hero was a father."

The mercenary regiment "The Pale Wind" had heard Leongand's speech in front of Myram Palace. I also knew that, distracted by the Gandhian army's red uniform, it was to this extent a position with the mercenary in question, even though I felt narrowly painful, and that the White Shield, which would have been promised a higher treatment than the "pale wind", had also blended into the red sea. In the armies of crimson, their uniforms stood out.

"If Cius Cloud had been alive, Gandhia must have cut the four sides sooner and made his way north. By the time I became one of his arms, there can be no doubt that I would have become a great power. He was a rare hero, and Gandhia was a land of heroes. '

"That's a pretty good speech."

Sigurd-Foliar had his ears clear to the sounding Leongando voice. Lux-Vain can't seem a little strange about such a captain. Is it something that shows muscle men like wild chunks how good and bad their speeches are?

"No, the captain was born in Gandia."

In Lux's memory, the city of Karan in Gandia should have been his birthplace. I've heard stories about a lot of things and fleeing north and forming a mercenary corps there. Lux met and was picked up in Armador, at the north end of a small group of nations.

"Ouch."

"That's not why we have a cheap contract,"

Deputy Chief Jin-Krell glows his glasses and stares at Sigurd. Sigurd lets him whistle like he forgot about him or something when he turns away from Jin's gaze. Perhaps it was also Sigurd's attempt to sign a contract on his hometown special offer. It would be unforgivable for the vault number of "The Pale Wind" Jin.

To Lux, a little conversation with the two of them would have led to more morale than Leongand's little difficult story.

"But King Siuscloud fell ill. The unknown disease, which erodes the body and mind, did not even allow Yingjie to wield an extraction and did not even fulfill her duties as king. Gandhia, who lost her hero's power, had to focus on maintaining the land. '

The leader of the mercenary group White Shield, Kuon-Kamiya, had a consciously mysterious face. In front of Myram Palace. He and his companions were also hissing in the space of a Gandhian soldier.

Leongand's speech continues.

Kuon had never encountered a place like this before. In more than six months of mercenary life, The White Shield contracted with various countries and stood on various battlefields. Some skirmishes have participated in base defense, territorial invasion. But in all of them, there was no such speech. Maybe because it wasn't a big war. I guess I didn't need a speech to boost my war will.

"My father was worried about Gandia's future until the very end, and lamented his illness. And I was ashamed that I could not contribute in any way to your future. My father was a hero who thought of you till he died!

Quon turned his eyes to the squirrel that was solidifying next door. Initially she planned to keep her waiting in the quarters. Iris hates the Gandhian royal family so much that he wants to kill them. It was the common understanding of the executives of Kuon or less "White Shield" that it was impossible to know when to fly again.

To Illis, I guess that was the pain. I volunteered to accompany him. As for her, she must have had the desire to dispel the suspicions and vigilance of her peers. The feeling was pleasant to Quon. To me, the words of Ilis that "White Shield" is a home, and that his companions are family, are only hidden in Quong's chest. She wanted everyone to shut up.

There were voices that jeopardized the company of Illis, but Mana and Waldo did everything they could to stop it, and it was the carriage to accompany them.

Iris had stared at Leongando speaking on the terrace, but had not shown a jumping bare gesture. I don't even think we can storm the terrace from here to the third floor above ground.

"What's up? Quon."

Ilis looked at me and looked strange. The stiffness of that expression would be proof that she's holding herself back.

Quon grinned at Iris as he stroked his chest down.

Although she only deepened her confusion.

"It is clear that it is the conspiracy of the enemy Zalwarn that led to the incurable fall of Sius Cloud, the predecessor, who suffered through the years!

Ur looked blindly at Leongand waving his fist up. I don't have any special feelings. Leongand was her lord and ruler, but she also had no intention of devoting herself to her heart.

I hear an avid cry from downstairs.

They lurk in a window room on the third floor of Myram Palace. She is not a public being. I didn't have to mix with the military to listen to the speech.

"It was twenty years ago that my father was defeated. It was after my father had a meeting with the Lord of Zalwarn. Marcias, the king of Zalwarn, poisoned his father, despicably only to come to the bargain!

Ur recalled the story that Zalwarn originated if Gandia's foreign law agency also followed the original. Researchers flowing from Zalwarn were organized in the name of getting into the Sius Cloud of the hospital bed and looking for ways to cure Sius Cloud's disease. The researcher also had the possibility that Zalwarn had sent operatives to destroy the country itself called Gandhia from within.

As a result, Ur and his sisters were bullied into destroying their lives. It's not just Ur. Dozens or hundreds of children were in the hands of foreign law agencies and died. Only six survived, two of whom died for their country.

This is ridiculous.

A man whose life was driven mad by the title of "For the good of the country" risked his life for the good of the country. She couldn't understand it, and naturally she couldn't move for a while after she discovered his remains.

"That also has the testimony of Lancaine-Bunell, the culprit of the Karan Great Fire, and there is no mistake! His country did not tire of intimidating my Gandia, but even defiled the soul of a hero!

"Really?"

Ur tried to peek into Cain's eyes standing next to him. I don't know the look on the face of a man wearing a monster face, and I don't have any upset in my eyes peeking through the gap. Always, there is no way you can understand the emotions of a man who softens the gap between sanity and madness.

"That's what His Majesty does. Do I need to doubt that?

The reaction of a man who is sworn absolute loyalty to Leongand is as expected and so on. He does not question Leongand's words and actions, nor does he dispute them. He is a puppet who obeys only promises in his commands, and if he is commanded to die, he will gladly die. That's why Leongand can use him.

Turn it into an armed summoner for Zalwarn, the culprit of the Karan Great Fire. He is a mass murderer and an enemy of the Gandian people. And a Leongando running dog.

"No, I don't."

Ur smiled pointlessly.

Leongand's speech reaches a good point and the soldier's enthusiasm is about to reach its culmination. The soldiers who could forget me in that overwhelming enthusiasm seemed just a little envious.

"Remind me. More than five hundred innocent people have been burned to death, the Karan Fire! Lancaine-Bunel, who burned the city and slaughtered the people, is, as his name suggests, a man of Zalwarn and the embodiment of Zalwarn's will! We must reward with our fangs the atrocities of Zalwarn, who just slaughtered the weak, unwilling to fight! Otherwise, Gandia's name would fall to the ground and the pride of the lion would disappear softly!

As soon as I named Karan, some shouted up from him. It could be from Karan, or it could be something the kinsmen were harmed by. People from the same country, even if it's irrelevant. It wasn't strange to tremble in anger and vandalize my voice. The anger will go purely to Zalwarn. The flames of hatred are not easily extinguished.

Lancaine, on the other hand, is officially dead, and only a small part of it, including Leongand, knows his survival. If that fact is known, the name of Leongand may also fall to the earth. Still, I used him because he was a powerful armed summoner and, at the same time, a man who knew all about a country called Zalwarn. For example, if he was Azark's person, he would have killed him after letting the information spit out. But Lancaine is what brings Zalwarn's noble blood muscles together, and it was worth keeping them alive when you think about Zalwarn.

"Twenty years after my father fell, what thoughts have we lived to this day! Remind me! The misery of a country that has lost its hero! Many things left and many lost. It was slandered and mocked as a country of heroes only. Even heroes were scolded and slandered. Still, we have endured anger and lived. For what?!

The audience quiets back to Leongand's inquiry. Silence comes to hear the answers Leongand should list.

"Isn't it to show that Gandhia is here!

When Leongand screamed, there was a huge reaction.

"Now it's time to hold the knife and spear, and ring your military boots! It is a lion's fang and a claw! It is the footsteps of a lion, it is the breath of a lion! We will be lions running through the battlefield, defeating Zalwarn! And clear up the carelessness of your predecessor, Sius Cloud, and open a new era!

Gandhian soldiers, full of inside and outside the palace, respond to Leongand's speech with a cry. The resounding reverberation of the ground may be proof that the valiant name of the Siuss Cloud struck their hearts and that the memory of the Karan Great Fire burned their wars. Loud enough to give the illusion that the whole of Myram is shaking violently, Leongand's consciousness progresses.

Leongand fisted his chest as he watched the audience react. Similar to a gandia-style salute, but from there, wave your fists up and scream.

"Be proud of the lion!

"To the lion, be proud!

The chanting of dissonance showed that the will of all armies was united.