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

"Legion leader, come on, hurry up!

"What do we need to rush so fast?

Ain was going through the basement trenches of Bahandar as the female troop leader rushed him. The underground trenches, which made the most of Bahandar's terrain of being on a small high hill, were quite deep and wide. I'm even in it, and once I forget the way, I'm going to be permanently lost. That can be the city of Bahandar.

In the underground trenches, supplies were stockpiled in large quantities for caged castles that exploited the properties of Bahandar.

When we calculate stockpiles of supplies and food, we are talking about a caged castle in Bahandar that is likely to hold up for a year, and we can see how Zalwarn is impressed by the prolonged siege of Bahandar. It will take nearly six months for Bahandar to surrender due to Zarwayne's siege net, but the amount of stockpiles by the Zarwayne army will be tolerable. Keeping the siege going for a year would make even Zalwarn extremely difficult. The situation is constantly moving. While we're surrounded, we're more likely to be attacked on our own territory. Even though Zalwarn was lucky enough to get Bahandar in that sense, the Aynes would be luckier enough to let him fall on the force offense.

Ain had that in mind while being guided by the troop leader.

(Lucky...)

Exactly lucky.

Had the enemy's rigid bowman been placed on the eastern walls, the damage could have increased slightly.

And that Setuna's throw was a success. This was the big one. The black spear protected the five bodies of Sethuna with more force than expected, and Sethuna ravaged Bahandar more than he could have imagined by the power of the black spear.

Many things differ from the muscular tract drawn behind Ein's brain.

That has come to encourage him to be fierce and to change his mind.

Do not be subjected to measures. Tactics are what we prepare in double triplicate, and we must not rely too much on one protruding talent. After a thorough overlap, we must have flexible thinking that allows us to respond immediately to emergencies as well. What we need is a willingness not to hesitate to encounter any situation, calm, judgmental, and processing power.

You have to have a mindset that can handle any situation, as Faria's arrow signaled and led you to Setuna's throw.

"Here it is!

Shown to the Force Leader is the corner of the warehouse group in the underground trench. Two of Ayn's men are standing outside the room. Something stinks, but I don't know what caused it.

The underground trenches are enclosed in dark darkness, usually without light, just because they are underground. But every certain distance a demonic crystal lamp was installed, and if someone had touched it first, I wouldn't have had trouble with the thin lights. And the next magic crystal lamp is installed in the range where the light of the magic crystal lamp reaches. Even kids don't have trouble walking.

Two squad leaders notice this way.

"Ah, Legion Leader..."

"That was quick."

"What I brought you in a hurry!

For some reason I put my chest up her ass, and Ain peeked inside the room.

"What do you got?"

It was still dark when I went indoors, but I get nothing because the troop leader who called Ain turned on the portable Demon Crystal light.

The first thing I think is the smell on my nose. That smell, like heartburn, seems to be due to one of the countless pots placed on a shelf provided indoors being opened a lid.

"What's that smell?

"We don't know..."

"That's why he sent me to get the captain of the Ayn Corps."

"I'm not a shopkeeper."

"But!

Ein glanced at the smell full of indoors as he heard his men's objections on his back. It makes me sick, but I tolerate it, and I walk over to the empty kettle of lids. Take the Demon Crystal lamp from the squad leader's hand and illuminate it in the pot. There is something liquid in it, which can be seen by the reflection of the Demonic Crystal lamp.

I thought it might be useful for the Legion Commander's operation.

"It stinks..."

"If you throw it in the enemy line, it'll work great."

"I will definitely escape..."

Ain took the pen from his nose and stuck it in the liquid as he was set up by the two troop leaders. I can tell from the response that it is not water. Lifting the pen, the liquid attached to the tip of the pen fell loose.

"Oil, I guess."

Ain figured it out, he nudged the pen with a handkerchief and stuck it in his pocket. Perhaps the smell is stronger than vegetable-derived oil because it is beast oil.

Pick up the lid that was falling nearby and put it on the kettle. It's a windless underground space. The smell will remain.

"Is it oil..."

"You don't seem to be able to use it for the operation."

"Is it for cooking when caged in a basement trench?

I don't know.

Ein got out of the warehouse of beast oil while answering his men's questions. I am concerned that the smell seems to stain my clothes and hair. The troop leader who came to get Ein didn't stink, I guess, because she didn't get inside the warehouse.

"I guess I'll use fire in the basement"

It's an underground space where the wind can't get through either. It's not a sanity shack, such as cooking with fire in such a place. Smoke is a lifesaver.

The existential significance of this maze-like underground trench is enough to keep citizens evacuated when downtown becomes a battle. The rest would be warehouses stockpiling troops and supplies for Cage Castle. There is no need to use underground trenches during cage castles, and there is no reason to cook here.

"Then what is it for?

"Right..."

When Ain handed the Demon Crystal lamp, he put his arms together in front of his chest. Put your hands on your chin and circle your thoughts. A reservoir of beast oil. I don't think it's meaningless. That said, if you're going to use it on a daily basis, there's no reason to leave it in a basement trench that's not easily accessible.

Do you use it to fight?

"Speaking of which, on top of the walls on each side, there was a pot of oil."

"Is that true?

As Ain unwrapped her arm and turned around, she seemed a little stiff.

"I saw it last night when I was compiling my men's reports, so I was wondering if there was a mistake."

"I didn't hear that."

"I discovered that room when I tried to tell you..."

"How am I supposed to get to that room, not my room?"

Ein wanted to hold her head, but it was also true that thanks to her remarks, the existence value of the Beast Oil Warehouse could be found.

"... that's a fire arrow"

oil to light the arrows, he guessed. Here in Bahandar, you can rain arrows against enemies invading the wetlands. There is no doubt that the battle will carry you in your favor if you can light enemy soldiers or enemy carriages, even if the wetlands are not going to burn. Fire arrows may also be effective in frustrating the morale of enemy troops who are getting fed up with the wetlands themselves. The ability to kill is not low either.

"Is that a fire arrow?"

"So you're glad you didn't have to rain an arrow and fire!

"That sort of thing"

Affirming, Ein made his head work at high speed. Fire arrows. Beast oil. It could be used in future battles.

The next destination for the western march is Fort Bewnell. It is the corner of the five-way defense team that protects the dragon palace and, thanks to its collaboration with other fortifications, is supposedly proud of its vicious defense.

Suppose, for example, that if you attach it to Fort Beaunel, reinforcements will arrive from adjacent Vridia or Ryburn, and you will be rammed on the flank or back. It is difficult to attack with the forces of the western march alone. Beyond having to allocate troops to Bahandar, its severity can be called equivalent to an attack on Bahandar.

Most importantly, there is no record that the Pentagon has functioned. Because even if the mainland of Zalwarn becomes a battlefield, they've never even been attacked by the Dragon House. Even in a fort named Five-Way Defense Force. So we don't even know to what extent it works on Zalwarn's side.

The Dragon House has never been a battlefield in its history.

He wants to attack the Dragon House.

Gandhia repaints history.

To do this, we have to pull out Fort Beaunel.

(fire gauge)

Ein was thinking about that possibility while recommending water bathing to his men.

Faria watched Setuna sleep all day that day.

No, of course, she can't have that kind of free time. Assistant Captain, Lion's Tail, Royal Gandhian SS. too much status and position, and nothing in her life has been more glorious. Glorious, maybe not so much, but busy anyway.

The Lion's Tail is a unit of only three. Doing chores was also the role of the deputy captain and assistant captain, and that could not be changed within the western march.

The captain was exhausted from yesterday's battle and had fallen asleep from the middle of a liquor feast. That is the role of Captain Setuna Zenon-Kamiya. To torture the flesh to the point of exhaustion and to contribute to the victory of the battle. That's all he wants. He fought through as a summoner of black spears as he wished, bringing victory. Everyone praised and praised the black spear, while Assistant Captain didn't mind.

Her own fatigue was no big deal. Because Aurora Storm was used less frequently and the time to maintain it was short. He didn't make it to the sweep after his arrival in Bahandar. Instead, I just wanted to give you a handle. It is also not good to think that Lion's Tail is a handheld robbery unit. Regardless, it's the main fall that causes more damage, and as far as I could, I was fighting.

Ruufa was in good health itself, either because he was resting while treading the wetlands or even after the battle. I fell asleep because I was drunk.

Setsuna, no.

He was the one who moved around the most in the Bahandar strategy. Though natural as a black spear user, his amount of exercise is tremendous. After the drop on Bahandar, march to the walls as he kicks his enemies. They destroyed enemy soldiers on the walls and stormed around downtown as well. It is also not clear that the captured Zalwarne soldier referred to Setuna and called it a monster. Ein said it was out of standard, and I can understand Grad wanting to be sarcastic. That's about it, Setuna fought. I kept fighting.

After the war, I was so exhausted that I couldn't get up.

That would be a burden and recoil from the exercise of the summoning armed. The exercise of the power of the summoning armed does not mean that it is free. The armed summoner is only contracting with the summoning armed, obeying that contract, and with his help. A contract is often the offering of spiritual strength. Summoning armies, they say, want is the spiritual power of the summoner, the power of the mind, the power of the soul. By devoting it, I am helping. The depletion caused by the offering of spiritual power is supposedly necessary to the greater the power of the summoning armed, and it is unimaginable to Falia how much spiritual power is necessary for the exercise of the power of the overwhelming black spear.

And summoners with summoning arms benefit from an expansion of their abilities. Physical function improves and all senses become enlarged. Tough flesh is essential to become an armed summoner, and that is also why. Where the physical function has improved, without vessels that can withstand it, it breaks while the flesh is badly abused. That's something you'd know better if you were watching Setuna.

I don't even know about armed subpoenas. It was just a boy. What he had in his hands was a spear with too much power. He was waving a black spear, destroying his flesh without knowing it. Destroy a muscle called a muscle all over your body, but still keep fighting. It would be a move made by the immense power of a black spear.

The recoil comes after the black spear is repatriated. Severe pain and fatigue irritate his whole body and invite him to a long sleep. That's how he used to sleep for days. Was it after the recapture of the fortress of Balsar? At that time, he was still unfamiliar with the treatment of black spears and had no body.

Now, what do you think?

Setsuna had noticed her lack of strength and had begun training. He looked up to his teacher the sword ghost Lux-Vain of "The Pale Wind" and encouraged him to work out until he was tired every day. It would be to create flesh and become a vessel capable of withstanding the power of black spears. Doing so was his role as captain of The Lion's Tail.

Faria waved for the first time when she thought of Setuna in the middle of the battle, staring at the sleeping face of the boy resting in peace. Whoever it is, it's something that changes his expression during normal times and wartime, but in his case, it was too different.

In normal times he was a quiet boy and even adorable for his age-appropriate expression. But his appearance in wartime is so poignant and devastating that even Faria sometimes remembers fear. I don't even think of it as a face living with the same person.

When I saw him sleeping on the walls, to the much misery of his appearance, Faria forgot to breathe.

His whole body, sitting like a black spear, was dyed by black discolored returning blood. The soldiers who were beginning to clean up the body also seemed a little dazed to witness his appearance. Everyone is breathtaking. He is the figure of a fierce man who has scratched many training grounds and can't even imagine from his very usual.

But he's the one who's got the black spear, and Gandia wants it. If it is, it is the royal palace summoner, and if it is, it is the captain of the Lion's Tail. He must wield a black spear and slaughter his enemies. Otherwise, it's not worth him.

Faria gently touched Setuna's forehead. There is no fever. Naturally. I'm just sleeping with fatigue. Stay asleep for over a dozen hours, but it would be nice to spend a day or so asleep today. You can do chores in Faria and Ruufa. Setuna has nothing more to offer than to heal the fatigue of the battle.

"Have a good dream."

Crush, she left his room behind.