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

Ginarvi lost his equilibrium and his body was beaten to the surface of the water only because he cut off one of the wings of the Tenryu child. Nevertheless, the whirlwind barrier scratched out and became defenseless only for a moment when it fell to the surface.

Consciousness is clear. The five senses are also sharp. Five bodies are complete. Armor destroyed a little, but no problem. My whole body was wet in the water, but it wasn't even enough to slow down my movements. It will dry out in time.

When he rose with the fierce wind, he saw his opponent, who also seemed impatient in pursuit. A young man. A long sword in his hand must have slashed the wings of a Tenryu boy. It was such a beautiful sword that I wanted to be seen. Pale and clear as a lake surface, the body is illuminated by moonlight and glows more vividly.

The simple armor that surrounded him probably emphasized mobility, but the decision had scratched his entire body. We're entering the storm zone. My whole body is chopped up and bloody. But the man's eyes aren't dead. It was rather lively. Most importantly, it was at last possible to stand, and that is why Jinavi was able to stand up intact.

"Drop the dragon? What's your name?"

"If you want to know, you name it from that side. This situation, you know?

Ginarvi warped the edge of his mouth on the clear face of the man who had pointed the cutting edge of his sword at this one. The bloody man hasn't even shown himself fluttering, poking around and releasing signs of fighting. Good warrior. Could be an armed summoner. The sword shining in his hand is definitely a summoning weapon. That jewel-like body is not from this world.

Situation.

Ginarvi was grasping the position he was in just because of his senses. It didn't even have to be said. We didn't even reach the middle of the Longhi River and they crashed us. It was clear that the enemy formation was still far away and not at a distance that could be approached in one foot. Looking back, even the Admiral's flag will look sumptuous. So much distance.

Surrounded by enemy soldiers. There are many benign men. Two hundred or so? Some were not even frightened by Ginarvi's haunted storm, while others stood up and joined the siege as it was blown away. Yes, a siege. Ginarvi was surrounded by more than two hundred enemy soldiers and had about a hundred bows and arrows pointed at him. The killer agitated by the arrows is sharp and significantly stimulates his five senses.

Overhead, it's clear.

The cloudless night sky was torn apart by the immense light of the moon, and the darkness of the night seemed helplessly flat. The brilliance of the stars is also powerful. It is as if the world is beautiful and wonderful, shining a light, dancing and dancing.

Light from overhead and light that reflects indiscriminately on the river surface.

In a blinking and beautiful rave of light, he, just, laughed.

"Huh... Ha, ha, ha!

I didn't even know what was wrong with me. Not that the senselessness of restraint by enemy army bows is interesting. The look of a bloody, yet still vanity man is nothing else strange. So what makes him laugh?

Ginarvi, feeling terribly delighted, looked around at the enemy formation. He always had a strong face with sharp eyes. Face it, or something like that, was completely different from the dragon scale army guys. It could be the result of education or training in plain veins, or it could be a difference in experience. He analyzed, and might actually be, that each of them seemed comparable to the ten soldiers of the Dragon Scale Army.

Faye is the one fighting one of those enemies. She freely manipulates the dinosaurs (Yerujin), two swords and one pair of knives, as well as a duplicitous woman, fighting each other. Swords and knives collide hard, scattering sparks and metal sounds, as if to add flowers to this wonderful and beautiful world. But it was clear that Faye was being pushed. Because her slaughter is somehow powerless. Whether the blade captured the enemy or the slaughter was definitely decided, her knife would never mutilate the woman. Conversely, the slaughter of a woman causes scratches all over Faye's body. The fact that it's a scratch, but not inevitable, is heavy.

Ginarvi was nevertheless aware that Faye's expression was delightfully distorted. She really enjoys this fight.

This last battle between you two.

"Are you crazy, that guy"

Behind the bloody man, a big man appears. The man with the giant hammer on his shoulder was also scratched. I guess I was blown away by Ginarvi's storm.

"Come on? Oh, we were safe."

"You're right. Is that how you die?"

The big man said it out loud, but I guess it's true. He was scratchy, yet utterly energetic. Not that I don't even feel like Ginarvi's standing in this, but the big man must not have gotten that close. It is no exaggeration that the sword man is more bloody and dying.

"I'm dying better."

"Whoa, don't die."

"It'll keep you light, won't it?"

"Testimony of trust and acceptance"

Copy that.

The exchange between the two men made me jealous all the time, maybe because he couldn't keep up with those guys.

I've been lonely ever since I was born.

The second son of Mirelbas-Ryburn. The Ryburn boys. A member of the Pendragon clan. Person who is expected to be the future. Only with such a genealogically derived connection, beneath him, one never gathered. I still am. Thanks to the Holy See that the Lord gave us, we were able to build a provisional army. Everything was borrowed. This blood, this name, this position, this army, it is all but a gift given by others.

I don't even have enough to count, like what I won myself.

My strength as an armed summoner and one woman.

(What, isn't that enough...)

Ginarvi was inadvertently shouting her name when she laughed bitterly at the stupidity of her thoughts.

"Faye!"

Faye immediately flew to Ginarvi. I don't mind a siege net on him. And the storm that surrounded him again also easily accepts only her presence. Don't scratch a scratch, welcome him in. Because that is Ginarvi's will. So nothing else ever tries to get close. Chop it up, blow it up.

"That woman is too hard!

To Fay's abrupt anger, Ginarvi had eaten but was blowing out at the same time.

"You're an armed summoner."

"That woman is different."

"You're another guy... that shield"

Ginarvi caught his eye on the boy sitting in the middle of the enemy unit. A lightly dressed boy. I hold a pure white shield with both arms. A shield depicting a true circle emits a pale light and insists that it is not just a shield. On closer inspection, the boy did not appear to have participated in the attack just because he had a shield. This means that his shield acts not only on itself, but also on his allies. Something like a fence is unfolding, protecting our people. Isn't the swordsman and the hammer man in front of you one of the boys? They say they belong to the same army.

"Easy to get involved"

"Summoning an armed man is probably something like that."

"Yes, I am. So, what's up?

Faye has looked up at Ginarvi, clawing a small knife with both hands. The usual ascendancy. The moon is in my eyes. The immense glow of the moon makes her feel the world in her. Was there a place for me in that world? Second, I thought about that.

"Hmm... no, I just called it somehow"

"It's weird."

That's all Faye said. I guess you don't even care in particular. Maybe I thought it was the usual thing. Certainly the usual. She calls her name out of nowhere, and she reacts to it with all her might. The usual. Until this very last moment, it may be supreme happiness in a sense to be able to remain the same.

There was movement in the enemy army. By someone's decree, more than a hundred bows unleashed arrows. You must have seen it as an opportunity to have them both together. but a storm zone unfolding to protect the ginervi's men swallowed and destroyed every one of the arrows, rising high in heaven. One arrow and I couldn't reach him.

The walls of the Tenryu Kid are still extremely vicious.

I was just able to confirm that that swordsman who broke through the storm zone was unusual. And I can't do that kind of impotence anymore. You bled too much, the swordsman stuck his sword at his feet, supporting his body. I should step back, but I guess his pride in not doing so won't allow it. It's boring. I guess things like him will die for such crap.

(Same goes for me)

Ginarvi superimposed herself on the bloody, most dying man.

Boring, poised, about to die.

I could have made as many opportunities to retreat as I wanted. Many allies would have succeeded in retreating just as Ginarvi expanded the storm zone and stopped the enemy. If you run into Zeol and close the castle gate, you should be able to earn some time. Immediately after the ambush, the damage was not significant. We could have gathered soldiers and returned a rematch.

but the emotions that weren't enough to take had kept him on the spot.

(Mirelbas-Ryburn. I still can't seem to live up to your expectations)

Emotions don't allow it.

The face of that man, who abandoned his son for the sake of his house and sent his son to the battlefield for the sake of his country, floated behind Ginarvi's brain and disappeared.

Ginarvi sees the remains of an arrow dangling high in the air pouring down like rain on the enemy formation. I called out to Faye, who seemed a little bored.

"... can I ask you one thing?

"What? It changed."

"Were you happy? I'm with a man who's going to be in this fight."

I was scared to ask. What if they deny it, such delicacy was boiling like nothing else. What can I do if my rapport with her, my love bullshit, and my usual words are all my own assumptions? I made it clear that such delusions were ridiculous because Faye, looking up at me, laughed at me even though I was flirting.

"Yeah. I've always been happy."

"Ever?"

"Yes, all the time"

Faye looked lit or dyed her cheeks. Under the moonlight, I don't know for sure.

"Ha, you gotta be kidding me"

Ginarvi laughed because he didn't know where the happiness was in those underground times. A world far from happy, just despair and resentment. In that place, I couldn't have felt happiness or anything. But the look on Faye's face remains the same.

"When I met Gina, I was able to be me. Gina loved me, and for the first time, I felt like I could be human. I felt forgiven for living as a human being."

"You..."

"So I've always been happy. Even at the bottom of that darkness, because Jina is there, I could continue to be me. Thanks to Jina for everything. So I'm happy enough right now."

(Even now... Enough...)

Ginarvi, rebelling against her words, thought again of her stupidity.

Reclaim the lost decade. The establishment of a new country for this purpose. troops for it. Tentative first victory for that. He finally understood that everything was unnecessary. I didn't need anything.

Nothing.

What Ginarvi greeted was Fei's happiness, and Fei's happiness was his days with Ginarvi.

There was no need for a new country. It was not necessary from the edges, such as the new heavens and the earth built within Zalwarn. So why did you come up with that?

Wouldn't that be nothing more than a return of interest to Mirelbas-Ryburn?

For her sake, he was stunned to realize that as much as he thought for her well-being, in the end it was only meant to fill his emotions.

"But just one thing..."

She leaned down a little. Sad, rather than embarrassing, the mouthpiece made Ginarvi look suspicious.

"For one thing, if you're dissatisfied... it's..."

It was only this time I could recognize that her face was turning bright red when I looked up at this one again.

"I don't think I can be Jina's daughter-in-law."

Ginarvi was hugging Faye.

Outside the storm zone, it was not what the enemy army had found out about.