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

The sun went down and the night came.

Overhead there is a starry sky full of heaven, and the immense glow of the giant moon is pouring down without sound. There was no artificial light, and even just the lights that produced natural light could sufficiently look around.

The river flow was calm and quiet. The river's surface shows the moonlight, glittering as if to calm down to the heart of what you are looking at. Bugs and night birds can be heard from far away in the woods. Very, there is no atmosphere of rivalry.

Neither faction is lit with fire. Because it's going to be an attack target, but it's not exactly the distance the bow reaches. Summoning armies would also allow us to reach them sparingly, but the Quons had no companions who could use such summoning armies. To the enemy, it's not strange to be there.

The darkness of the night is felt very bright.

Though we are halfway through September, the climate could not be the same as that of Japan, and when the still heated night breeze blew through, we stroked Quon's cheek. It's a good thing it's not cold. It's not hot or humid, but rather easy to spend.

Quon was exercising armed subpoena. A pure white shield depicting a true circle is in his arms. That shield, named Shield of Messiah, has raised his senses from several to tens of times from the moment he summons and wears them. Enlargement of the senses specific to the armed summoner. Strengthen your abilities by subpoenaing armed forces. I don't know what to do, but anyway, the expansion of Shield of Messiah's ability had made the whole feeling of Quon incomparable with that of an ordinary person.

If you let it go, a little footsteps in the distance will sting your tympanic membrane, and cluttered talk will flow into your head like turbulence. If it stays that way, even he can't stand it and it must go wild. We need to choose which information to retrieve. Even so, it's not difficult. I'm just glad I'm conscious not to pick up so much information that I can't process it with my head. Only then did Quon's consciousness become clearer, and neither his hearing picked up the murmur nor his vision enlarged the light.

Now, Kuon's consciousness is under his control, not only by his own forces, but even by his enemies. Trivial movements, too, were found to be in hand. The overwhelming omnipotence inspires his mind. If this force can be directed at the attack, he will have no enemies. It can be absolute violence. But the power of the Shield of Messiah could not turn into an attack. Even if you can disable an attack, it's impossible to attack it. It is also not possible to apply pressure by means of walls, etc.

The invincible shield is just invincible.

Of course, just that's strong enough. I don't just protect one of myself, I can protect my people. That means we can leave the attack to our people. Quon just needs to be dedicated to building a protective area. The companions ramble around vertically and horizontally in it, driving the enemy away.

The White Shield is an invincible legion and an undefeated group of mercenaries, thanks, for one thing, to the ability of this shield.

(It's like forming a pair of black spears...)

Kuon noticed that what he thought was too convenient an idea for him and leaked a bitter laugh.

Neither in the enemy formation nor in the self-defense, there is no great movement. As a small move, does that mean you are eating for each one? Whether it's cooked or not, it's enough to contain food in your mouth and outgrow hunger. It's not good to be hungry, but filling your belly also interferes with your combat actions. As long as the battle is over, we can eat slowly.

"Quon, put out a shield or something, what are you doing?

Iris, who came around from behind, looked strange.

"Have you finished your dinner?

"Oh, now it's Waldo, then it's Mana's turn"

Illis finished but quickly or he lowered his back to the chair next to Quon. Being in a long rivalry meant that each unit was paid a little chair to rug. It's something that gets in the way if it's a battle, but it's a riverside where the pebbles roll innumerably. It would be hard to sit like that, it was a consideration.

The executives try to eat in turn. I don't know when it's going to be a fight. I've never been cautious, even though it's to the point of mouthing food. Quon has already finished just a few meals. Mana and the others would have rushed me to the first night meal on the White Shield.

"It's not good, but it's better than not getting into anything..."

Ilis, he went quietly. Speaking of which, she was about a big meal. There must be nothing tougher for Illis than a meal on the battlefield.

"So, what kind of imitation is that? Isn't armed summoning a drain on your spirit? Why don't you use it when you're nagging?

"Night raid alert."

"Are you protecting yourself?

"I'm not. I'm just keeping an eye on the enemy."

Quon told him quietly, staring into the eyes of Illis.

The Shield of Messiah is an invincible shield. to develop barriers (commonly known as protective areas) to protect oneself from external pressure, there are several ways to use,

One is how to protect yourself. Because it confines the guardian area to itself, or the most defensive and long-lasting. Exactly what you might call an invincible shield, nothing beats anything in this state. but winning is also close to impossible. Unless you have a weapon other than a subpoena.

The second is how to protect multiple subjects with specific perceptions. For example, it means deploying a protective area only to White Shield members, and in this case the performance is effective the smaller the target number. Now it would also be possible to target all humans belonging to the Central Army, but Quon had no idea how effective it would be if it targeted more than three thousand humans. At least, it won't be invincible.

The third is how to deploy a protective area in the field. It means deploying a protective area in a radius of one metre to dozens of metres around the Shield of Messiah and stretching a shield over everything in the area. In that case, the effectiveness is increased or decreased by the breadth of the guardian area, and the narrower the guard becomes stronger and weaker as it spreads. Also, since it acts without any enemy allies, is the use like deploying a unit of archers in the guardian area and shooting them unilaterally? And this is what Quon uses when training. If not too wide a range, it is ideal for training because bumping into each other at all costs won't hurt you one bit.

"Speaking of which, I've asked Mana. The armed summoner said that the summoning arm enhances sight and hearing."

That said, she has reached for the Shield of Messiah in Quon's arms. When Quon releases his right arm from the shield, the Iris hand touches the surface of the shield. She touched me so many times to make sure I felt it, but naturally, nothing in particular happened. She had a strange look on her face.

"Hey, you two, you can snooze later."

"Who?"

Iris protested abruptly against the sudden intruder's bullshit. Get your hands off the shield and also get up from the chair and turn around behind the quon. That's where Iris is positioned. but when you two are alone, they sometimes move the place next door. Other than that, the executives may have lost their minds. It's a battlefield, but there's no enemy movement. I don't know if I'm losing my mind. Even Quon, if he hadn't summoned the shield, he must have been full of it.

"Again, you know that."

It sounds like he's stopping by his voice, but is he drunk?

"Waldo, what are you talking about?

When Quon looked back, the musculoskeletal big man, for some reason, was in a good mood and lowered his back to a nearby chair. Iris seems to be staring at him, but he doesn't seem to care at all either. The expression looks gloomy, slightly reddish under the moonlight.

"Uh, Captain, I'm sorry, it's nothing else. I mean, I don't mind if you leave me alone, but when I touch Mana's eyes, I'm going to sink in a sea of blood."

"Whose eyes do you think you sink into the sea of blood?

"Oh? When..."

Waldo solidified, frozen, at the smile of the woman who suddenly appeared behind him. You must have noticed the glitch from Mizu and thought of a reality you can no longer regain.

"Captain, when Waldo arrived, it seemed that he had been served alcohol at the" Pale Wind "position."

"I see. That's a big problem. If you allow yourself to do so, the White Shield's wind discipline will be disrupted"

Something like that was Iris, but Quon said nothing in particular because he also knows that Waldo, who is drunk in his upper mood, would be useful if he became a fighter. Regardless, it is a problem. You can make the disposition later. This is a battlefield. Winning the battle in front of you is the key now, otherwise you can stay behind. Waldo is also a good person to think about if you wake up. I don't have personality issues.

I just like liquor.

"Your Majesty, may I stay here?

Nage has probably asked because Leongand has entered the carriage in the rear row of the main formation. There is no way that a king who should be on the battlefield can come to a place like this. Nevertheless, it was also true that Leongand was spared time. Both armies, keep staring at each other. More than half a day is about to pass. Until Algazard maneuvers are accomplished, this one won't even move. The enemy is also waiting for this move. Or I'm planning on setting something up.

The adhesive state persists.

"It is the king's duty to protect you."

"Well."

Leongand panicked only a little as Nage received honestly. She's, apparently, too honest. It is also a manifestation of her honesty, and I guess the nage now is also her side, rather than the pre-engagement run lurked the ringing.

"I mean that, too, but when it comes to combat, because I leave it to Algazard. I'm shabby."

"Algazard... Your Excellency, the Great General."

"Oh. You can leave the battle to them. I'm determined to set up more decent maneuvers than my naive tactics"

Leongand looked around in the carrier as he settled his hips next to Nage. The three samurai have fallen asleep amicably, tired of playing with Nage. The moonlight that plugs in from the side of your podium is making their sleeping faces float into darkness. Nage apparently was watching them like that.

"You're not going to sleep?

"Your Majesty is awake. I can't sleep."

"I'll sleep a little. That's why I'm here."

No, it's Nage's carriage. Although escorts are the only ones around, they don't come inside. It was something quiet. There's no one in your way, and you don't have to worry. It's only a few hours of sleep. I wanted a safe place to sleep.

"Next to you, I think I'll get some sleep."

When Leongand said so, Nage smiled as illuminated.

The night is getting worse.