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

The confrontation prolonged, the sunset, and the moon came out.

Over his head lies darkness, the sparkle of stars tearing the darkness apart. The most intense is the light of the moon. Blue and white and enormous brilliance can make even Ginarvi angry. This could be the kind of light you fantasized about in hell.

Something in heaven that just gives you light without meaning.

Ginarvi was staring at the night sky as she stroked Faye's hair, sitting slightly on her lap. The wind sounds cool. The skin is drying because of the heat from the beak. Water spirals, bug voices, bird chirps. Those countless sounds made him feel raw.

What was not in the hell of the earth is flooded here.

Everything in your eyes can be dazzling.

A world I dreamed of and admired for ten years.

Again, again, screaming and thirsty worlds again and again.

Keeping Faye's luxurious body gently in his arms, he thought of the previous decade. Nine years I endured for the Ryburn family and not much of a year that made me recruit hatred for Mirelbus. His youth disappeared with dew, spent only fighting and killing and training and studying. Workouts and studies are fine. Thanks to that, he became strong. I became stronger than anyone in that hell. Better than that lancaine.

Lancaine-Bunell. He was in hell before Ginarvi and went up to earth first. Ginarvi taught him how to live in Dinobot Cave. I learned from him the basics of how to fight, the basics of being an armed summoner. I guess he was going to kill Ginarvi one day. The majority of what was taught became useless within a few years.

His news after he got out on the ground made him look into it during his stay in Zeol.

After working as an armed summoner for the Zalwarne army, he said he carried out work activities at Logner. but in a completely different way from its working activities, Logner became Zalwarn's, and his lonely battle ended in hard labour. He then infiltrated Gandhia, and even here he seemed to have some kind of activity. But about two months ago, he burned down a small town in Gandia, and after being captured, he was sentenced to a maximum sentence. It's an unbroken life.

I will not be like him.

Ginarvi noticed the footsteps approaching this one and erased the thoughts in his brain. In the main wing of the central rear row of the twin wings, he is. He sat on the chair he had brought from Zeol, put a fay on his lap, and waited for the enemy to move. Faye on her knees groans in Ginarvi's arms. What a girlfriend you can't beat drowsiness. but there is no question that if it becomes a battle, it will jump up and be active. A luxurious body was no exaggeration when it came to a mass of muscles.

There are no soldiers around. Are you distracting the two of us, or are you terrified? It would be the latter. Ginarvi knows that he is not admired by the soldiers under his command. Who admires a man who suddenly reigns as a ruler when he thinks he has returned from hell? Moreover, it is violence and fear that were used for domination. Now the soldiers' hearts cannot be overwhelmed by him.

But that's fine now.

They are still nothing but an army of gatherings. A mixed army consisting of the Fourth Dragon Tooth Army and the Third, Sixth and Seventh Dragon Scales Army. To sum it up, the fear caused by overwhelming power is quick, and that would be the best way to accomplish the current task of ousting the Gandian army. Caion, too, had agreed with the idea.

I tightened my fears once. It's easier to grab their minds if you just loosen them up later. Most of all, it wasn't until then that the day would come. First, it is an immediate victory. Defeat and destroy the enemy army in front of you.

The footsteps belonged to Caion-Ode. When he arrived just in front of Ginarvi, Fu, drooped his head.

Excuse me for the night.

"The battlefield. Are you rude or shitty?"

Ginarvi told him so, but he spilled a laugh. Caion cares about Ginarvi and Faye. He has something different than some other elephant soldier.

Ginarvi's headline of him in Zeol was prompted by the fact that his name had come up when he was asking around if any of the people in his subordination could be military mentors. Caion-Ode. I soon found out that it belonged to the clan of God General Cyrus, but Ginarvi did not care and served face-to-face with him. The cool looks, the fearless attitude, the courage to stare into Ginarvi's eyes, all made Ginarvi interested. In response to Zinarvi's request to join the army, he responded in two replies and became a mentor to the Saint Dragon Army. Most importantly, he himself insists that he is a military apprentice and says he still has a lot to learn.

"So, what?

"Yes. One thing I'd like to ask you."

"Hmm?"

"Is it true that an armed summoner tells the story that when he wears a summoning arm, the five senses cross?

"Oh, my God, you know what?"

I was only slightly disappointed in the military teacher's question because it was normal for Ginarvi. Make it ginervi, make it fay, for an armed summoner from Dinobot Cave, there is nothing more boring than the topic of armed summoning. Because that was their routine.

"Yes, though. What's wrong with that?

"Specifically, what does it feel like? Does that mean you can hear your ears a lot or you'll be able to see them far away?

"What do you want?

Kaion's question sounded euphemistic, and Ginarvi was annoyed. If there's anything I want you to do, I want you to go straight in. That's easier to understand and judge. I hated hard to understand. Because my stupidity soothes me.

Caion would have predicted that kind of reaction on this one as well. I've told him without changing one expression.

"In short, I would ask the Holy General to use armed summoning techniques, to use the five senses of summoning armed reinforcement and doings, and to exercise perimeter vigilance. For what, our armed summoners are only the Holy General and Faye, so we can't ask for anything else."

"I see... Was there such a use for summoning armies"

"I don't know if that works."

"Is it worth doing and seeing,"

"Yes."

Ginarvi nodded and showed as she felt something on the face of Caion's serious nagging.

"Fine. I use armed summons. Faye, you sleep in the carriage."

"Ugh, yeah......? What's the matter with you? Fight?"

I guess he was half asleep, Faye, rubbing his lid and falling asleep. Still, consciousness is almost like being awake because you get off your knees just like Ginarvi said. If you didn't want to be attacked in your sleep and killed, you had to be awake somewhere in your consciousness, even when you were asleep. Those hellish days have made her such a person. The same goes for Ginarvi.

"I'm busy."

"Hmm... when you're done killing your spare time, come"

"Oh."

After watching Faye's back as he waved gently towards the carriage, Ginarvi rose out of his chair. Caion backs off a little bit. I guess I thought it would get in the way.

"Arak Wolcrum Westel......"

Ginarvi laughed bitterly in her chest when she realized she was casting a spell for a long time. There were no days in the Dinobot Cave that I would not summon. We had to summon not only to fight, but also to defend ourselves, and because of our training, the exercise of armed summoning was also essential for our studies. He exercises armed summoning, wearing out his spirit and wearing it out, as he does every day. One of these days, the limits come and you lose consciousness. When you wake up, each of you will be lucky or unhappy that you have not been killed.

Ginarvi never thought he would live the days of hell.

There are four main stages to an armed summoning spell. After casting three stages of spells: the Spiritual Verse, the Martial Verse, and the Sacred Verse, there comes a word of a concordant armed summons. It gains the right to interfere in the world by means of a spiritual discourse, and designates a summoning armed by means of a martial. The sacrament is a covenant with the summoning armed, as well as a confirmation of the covenant. And a word of the word transmits the summoning armed to this world.

It's something I've been learning insanely.

It is also easy to twitch.

"Armed Summoning"

Light enveloped his entire body when Ginarvi uttered the words of the spell. Blinking light, in an instant, calls for the existence of another world and makes it adhere to his whole body. The weight and the coolness of the metal are pleasant. The light went out and the world was disconnected. What's left is a sense of weight, a sense of five.

And subpoena armed.

It's platinum torso armor, shining in the moonlight. Tough decorations don't suit the position of the Holy General. On the back there is a wing-like ornament, which also appears to mimic the wings of a dragon. The shoulder tops are dragon hook claws, with fangs around the neck.

"That is the Holy General's..."

"Tenryu Kid. It's a substitute for any armed summoner in Dinobot Cave."

Instead of mocking himself, he confirmed the expansion of his horizons. The moon and the stars alone were enough light. Darkness is no longer darkness, it is not even an obstacle. I knew the movement within the self-formation would be in hand, and if I wasn't aware of the elimination of the murmur, my brain processing would have been in trouble. Visual, auditory, olfactory… Various senses are enlarged and pioneering.

The enemy movement was also somewhat detectable. Despite Ginarvi being in the back row. Ginarvi forgets me for the expansion of a feeling that is too intense. Nor did we know the story of the many armed summoners who were intoxicated by the summoning armies and self-destructed. A long time's summons makes you feel that way, even when you play ginervi.

"What do you think?

"Right... looks like the enemy army has an armed summoner too"

"You think I'm summoning?

"The enemy seems to have already executed your plan."

"So you're monitoring me. I hope you're waging a nocturnal raid."

I guess Caion's face just blued a little because he was planning a night raid. Looks like he was forming a unit for that. I have a move on my own left wing unit. Perhaps it was to see if that night assault would succeed that Ginarvi was allowed to use summoning arms.

Ginarvi was not angry, nor was he angry, at the unsolicited behaviour of the military master. Instead, I was in the mood for praise. They're moving around, drawing his will. Ginarvi must win this battle at all costs. For that matter, I don't mind any measures. Regardless, if you think about the future, you've never done less damage.

"Hmm...?

Ginarvi noticed that his hearing captured something and his tympanic membrane was vibrating slightly. The reception of the extra sound was more than blocked, it got some kind of red flag or something. Turn around.

A street running through the woods leads to the rear of the self-formation. It is one of the streets from Zeol to Nagrasia, the one called the Old Street. Since the bridge that was crossed the Longhi River was destroyed by the Imperial Demon, it is a street that has ceased to be used for fear of hindsight, and usually if you are heading from Zeol to Nagrasia, take the new street on the north side. The Saint Dragon Army was going down the old street considering the breadth of the road and the distance to Nagrasia. The new streets, avoiding the woods where the Imperial Devil may be lurking, are only a little farther away.

"What's wrong?

Even Caion's surprise voice was not answered instantly. We have to identify and figure out what the hell the sound that hearing captures. Red flag. Chest squirted. Something is coming. It's looming. Sounds like rocking the ground. Horseshoes. army.

"Gather the archers, intercept them"

Ginarvi looked back at Caion and laughed.

The cavalry, led by Gilbert-Hardy, was ill, whether it was on the night lane or not.

Maintain the line and run the horses neatly. The undisturbed queue of horseback riding could have been like a torrent yet. Through the woods, out into the streets. Around that time, the sun went down. The moon came out and seemed to pay for the shadows at night with the stars. The vibrancy of the moonshadow made their riding unlimited and smooth.

The heat is turning backwards.

It is the summer air and the very heat of the cavalry. He came running through with little rest. Horses are also starting to breathe and are seeing tiredness. His nose is also rough. These horses are specially trained for long-distance riding. There's nothing crushing about it, but when this battle is over, you'll have to give it a good rest.

But I need you to work a little harder.

I went out on the street. Proceed to this and you will be able to hit the back of the enemy formation.

Gilbert was running his horse while suppressing feelings of deviation. His beloved horse Little Dark is, among other things, an excellent horse of endurance among the cavalry, and what he adores is due in large part to his extraordinary strength and courage. His appearance, pushing without fear, whether in the midst of battle or not, will also be a great force for the other horses in the cavalry.

He liked to run through the field with Little Dark. Sometimes, as I run, I get attacked by the feeling of being alone with him. When he gave himself to that feeling and his consciousness blended together, he was able to embody the word one human horse. That's when he became invincible. Nothing can capture him, and he becomes a god of war ravaging the battlefield.

Now would be the time.

Forward, the streets opened and the riverside was visible.

Platinum armor glistened into the moonlight and countless reflected lights colored Gilbert's vision. He tried to order a scatter. but it was no longer possible to retain the momentum of the cavalry.

"Shoot me. Eh!

Countless arrows have arrived at the cavalry.