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

"Is the gate open?"

General Deion-Hocrow, left eye, roared quietly at reports from the view.

Around him, the executives of the North March gather. To Elius-Logner, who handles deputy generals, Leno-Gilbers, head of the second regiment of the army on the Logner side; Sigil-Clotter, head of the second regiment of the army on the Gandia side; and Rock-Fox, head of the same third regiment. Legion Leader The following faces are either waiting to be laid down at a distance or in formation. If Deion ordered it, it would make a move soon enough.

I'm waiting for you now.

From the hilltops of southern Malwale, the fortified city was well seen. Keep your eyes peeled and you'll know if it's open. but if you go in now with all the troops, there's no chance that you'll be closed before you get in. Most of all, I don't even think the enemy army, who was showing the cage castle structure, would bother to use such a rough hand around it.

"So Cain-Vivre's plan is in place."

"Probably, that's the thing. There's no other reason to open the door."

While affirming Elius' opinion, Deion, really? And I circled my thoughts. Carefully consider whether there are any overlooks or mistakes. I don't doubt Cain. He is an armed summoner who has earned Leongand's trust. His four friends also know about Cain-Vivre and acknowledge its existence. Very little, such as the fact that one Leongand forced him to hire. It's about the battle of Setuna-Kamiya in the Battle of the Battle of the Fortress of Balsar. You deserve a lot of credit in that respect, and that's why Deion left it to the masked man's measures, too.

And did his measures hit, the gate that was closed was opened. There are no signs of enemy soldiers striking out. It's open as if you're waiting for a guest to arrive.

"What will you do?

"We have to go."

Deion ordered the entire army to approach Malware.

Although the distance from the hilltop formation to Malware was short, it took a little while to get to the front of the gate. We had to get rid of the formation, get back in line, and more importantly, it doesn't necessarily mean that the enemy forces in Malwales are not suddenly attacking us. I can't be alarmed.

It's only natural to have to be cautious.

Minimizing damage.

That's all Deion has in mind.

There is no need for a glorious victory. I want to reduce the sacrifice to the extreme. That's all. Just for that, he was strictly vigilant and focused on seeing things.

"I don't see any enemy soldiers around the gate. I was wondering if it's unlikely they'd be waiting inside."

"After all, did Cain do it successfully?"

On horseback, Deion thought of the masked man's eyes.

Cain's eyes peeking into the holes worn on the mask held so much nastiness that he felt chilly just watching. Many times Deion wondered if this was a human eye, and each time he considered who he was. but there can't be any pretences that come to mind. He doesn't know any armed summoners. Not to the extent of familiarity, but they were from the Association of Continental Summoners, and if they were from the Association, they didn't have to wear masks on purpose. Even Faria-Belfaria is grandly employed. So what is it? The more I think about it, the deeper I feel, and he's the one who broke my mind there.

I have not been informed about the content of the measures. It just meant that if it went well, it would be possible to open a bloodless castle, and that Ur's help would be needed to do that. Speaking of Ur, he is a man of Leongand's favor. Deion also knows what she is. She is a pathetic woman and a victim who was imprisoned by a foreign law agency that was nesting in Gandhia. She has lived in the Royal Palace since she was rescued by Leongand and Nares. I don't know what I'm doing, but I kind of understood that he was an important person for Gandia. Otherwise, they won't let you serve in this Zalwarn invasion. Though I didn't expect Cain to accompany us to the north march.

Anyway, Cain saw Ur as Gandia's dignitary. Did you even dress up as a Zalwarn lurking in the north march? A masked man. It's as easy as falsifying who you are. I let the horseman chase him through the north march position, but Deion thought at that time that he should seriously let the horseman chase him rather than make him perform poorly. I didn't go to Cain, but I was telling the horse riding squad that Cain had been spotted passing through Zalwarn. Distance is distance. Cain thought he would arrive in Malware before the horseback squad caught up, and he was actually right. The horseman's bow didn't even seem to have been plundered.

And Cain broke into Malware with Ur.

A leading group arrives in front of the gate. There is no welcome by enemy forces. A second and third dive into the gate and enter the city. There is no rain of arrows, nor is there anything like enemy forces poking in with the cry. Then Deion also passed through the gate and worshipped the city of Malwale.

Deion, glancing at the idle city, waited for the entire army to dive the gate and align itself on the street.

"Hmm...?

As I waited, two horses ran from the front. One is a horse with Cain and Ur on it. On the other, there is a man in a three-coloured military uniform on board. It would be a Malwaysian wing general.

Cain got off the horse when he came near Deion. I'm going to help Ur get off his horse, and then I'm going to put a mask on this one.

"His Excellency General Left Eye. You've arrived early. I've been meaning to pick you up now."

"Should I have waited"

Deion was surprised because he found out Cain cared about this one unexpectedly. If we were to be cautious, we would certainly have preferred that. If the Cains had welcomed us, we could have safely boarded the Malwales.

"Well, I saved you a lot of trouble picking you up, so let's just say"

Cain seemed to laugh in the back of his mask.

As Deion got off the horse, he entrusted the soldier with his reins and turned his attention to the man Cain had accompanied.

"What about you?

"This is Lord Harren-Kennock, Fifth Dragon Scale Army Wing General. In response to our persuasion, you have decided to surrender."

"Surrender? Surrender to us?"

Opening the door meant I couldn't think of anything else, but when I actually asked him as a word, Deion was nothing more than flattered. I wonder what measures you have taken. To persuade the Wing Gentlemen, I must first have the opportunity to speak with the Wing Gentlemen, but is it something suspicious that has fled the Gandhian army that will, after all, meet the Wing Gentlemen? Doubts arise frequently, but the reality in front of us is also undeniable.

A man referred to as Harren-Kennock got off the horse. Deion immediately looks to the soldier and directs him to keep his horse's reins.

"In the strength of our Fifth Dragon Scale Army, we have decided that we are no match for your army. I was wondering if it would be better for you to go down to Gandia and promise the safety of the soldiers than to resist and damage their lives"

He looked into Deion's eyes. There is no cloudiness in those eyes, and the will is strong. There was no staring voice, and it was clear. It is well understood that he chose the path of surrender with strong determination. I guess it's true that you responded to Cain and Ur's persuasion. Sometimes, however, it doesn't fall to your heart.

Indeed, if three thousand North marches and a thousand Fifth Dragon Scale troops collide directly, there will be no victory over the Fifth Dragon Scale Army. But that's not the case if you're in a fortified city called Malware. The Battle of Cage Castle is an anticipation of reinforcements, and you could have expected reinforcements to Malware. We could have driven out the army of Thruke, or we could have had reinforcements coming from Fort Fabruneia or Fort Revien. It is normal to judge that a caged castle has a chance of winning.

Whether Deion was caged or not, there was an arithmetic that this one would win.

"Hmm..."

"Are you not convinced?

"No... ok. Let us accept surrender. No matter, no harm will be done to citizens or soldiers. That's Gandhia's policy."

When Deion told him, Harren gave him a relieved look.

I just put my thoughts around it, and I couldn't possibly get an answer. I'm pretty sure Cain did something, and thanks to that, he was able to control Malwal without difficulty. Without anyone bleeding. It's not a good place to make a scene. If nothing happens like this, Cain's war effort should be greatly praised. Thanks to him, the North march was able to get Malware without compromising a single soldier.

"Well, here's the story that got you into it"

"Oh."

Deion, urged by Harren to walk out, was alone, stroking his chest down. I feel like I'm finally getting comfortable. Ever since I was entrusted to march north, there hasn't been a time for my heart to rest. You must not commit a lapse. You must not damage soldiers. I don't want a big win, but there must be no big loss. Do not defile the name of General Left Eye. It was always a streak of tension.

From that tension, I feel a little bit freed up. Of course, I'm not alarmed.

Walk towards the heart of Malwale's city. It would be a distance you wouldn't even have to ride a horse. Deion was watching the town in a colloquial manner with Harren. It's not popular, because sometimes citizens will be evacuated, but they won't see the soldiers of the Fifth Dragon Scale Army. Surrender. I don't even have to wait in the city.

Nevertheless, it is also unnatural to find no one.

uncomfortable.

Lying in the Malvasian city is closer to silence than silence. That feeling, like lurking, killing your breath, waiting for a good opportunity to come. I wish it was an illusion, but a survey coming from Deion's experience warns me.

(This is...)

Deion saw Cain walking in line to the right. He starts whispering about something when he snorts quietly into this gaze. It's so whispering that it won't reach Harren's ear during the chat. Neither Deion knew what he was talking about, nor did Ur walk next to Cain seem to understand. Then look to the left. Walking the rear left side of Harren is Second Legion Chief Sigil-Clotter. The skinny shaved man disappeared softly backwards just to understand Deion's gaze. To work with the Legion Chiefs.

Deion continued to chat with Harren, noting any changes around him.

"Speaking of which, how long can Lord Kennock be in office as Wing General?

"No, it's only been about six months since I ran out as a wingman."

(Six months......)

He learned to hook up as he looked sideways at the middle-aged wing general, who laughed embarrassingly. Six months in office as Wing General (i.e., Legion Leader in Gandhia) would be too short a period to grasp the hearts and minds of the soldiers who would be subordinates. Trust is something that is fostered over a year, two years and time, not like being born the moment you become a superior-subordinate relationship. Isn't he struggling to interact with his men, too, as Deion struggles to communicate with the Logners? Deion has a trump card named Elius-Logner, and as long as he's around, the Logners can't possibly disobey Deion's orders, but what about in Harren's case?

For his decision to surrender, would his men fully comply with the unsolicited decision of the Wing General, who had taken office six months earlier? I don't think it's arbitrary. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to get into the city so lightly. I consulted, persuaded, and ordered. As a result, there is a situation where no soldier is found in the city.

Originally, even if it is arbitrary, the soldiers have nothing more to offer than to obey his decision. Because that's what an army is. Commander's orders are absolute, and even if they were wrong, they cannot be overturned. If you tell me to fight, I will fight, and if I tell you to die, I will have to die.

but if it's a surrender, it's not a story.

Going down on the enemy can only mean abandoning the country. It is tantamount to the act of abandoning the country and betraying it. Unlike turning over, it would only work the same in some circumstances. And as things stand, there's also no information that Gandhia is pushing. Nevertheless, it would not be the kind of story that could be considered, for example, to surrender unconditionally.

I can see the troops behind it moving neatly.

Harren was rapping anyway if he didn't want to spoil Deion's mood. There were no deals, from the irrelevant stories of the citizens of Malwales, to the stories that the disaster has continued since assuming office as Wing General, to the stories that, thanks to his predecessor, Wing General Ayes-Cathern, he was able to master the hearts and minds of the people.

"Is this your predecessor, General Wing?"

"Yes. Lord Jesus is an old man, yet a long-time wingman. It's all because of Lord Jesus that I can behave as a wingman."

"I see. Lord Kennock needs to get his head up too."

"Yeah, yeah, well"

Harren stroked his head to shame for his lack of power. If only I had the strength, I wouldn't have needed the help of my predecessor or anything, but maybe I'm actually right. If you have a track record and ability, one will follow you. And trust is built.

Deion saw a future in which his anxiety centered on Harren's remarks. The command of the army, which relied on its predecessors. That's too brittle, too dangerous. Still, if only he had taken the time, he would have replaced his predecessor and had full control of the army, but in only six months it was nearly impossible, too.

I see a tower up ahead. Harren says it's a building commonly known as the Tower of Command, which allows you to see the entire area within the Wall from the center of Malware. Distribute your findings to the upper echelons so you can quickly grasp what's happening anywhere in the city.

"Ha?"

Harren snapped as baffled because a large number of soldiers were forming around the command tower. The armed soldiers were not just standing up, but placing shieldmen on the front, arranging spear soldiers, archers. I don't have a weapon in place, although it seems like I can go into battle at any time. But their hostile gaze deserves the word one-touch immediacy.

The worse the hunch.

Deion glanced at Cain. He is finished casting the spell of armed summons. Ur was hiding behind his back.

"What does this mean?

While Deion is questioning Harren, troops of the North March are beginning to deploy. Build an array by shield between the Fifth Dragon Scale Army and Deion, followed by spear soldiers. The archers align themselves in front of the Deions, who become like they are in the gaps of a flock of soldiers.

"No, I don't remember giving such an order..."

"General Harren-Kennock Wings!

Looking out loud from the front, an old man stood in front of the entrance to the tower. He was an old man characterized by a jaw jaw full of gray hair, wrapped around his armor and wore a sword. There are tenacious soldiers around. It's as if the old man is the commander of the army.

Deion recognized with certainty that he would be Ayes-Cathern.

"Lord Ace! What does this mean!

Harren pushes Gandia's soldiers away and heads to the old man. While still confirming that the old man was Ayes-Cathern, Deion frowned at Harren's inadvertence. I don't think it's sane, such as popping up in this situation. but as far as he's concerned, he's just on his way to his people.

"What, it's a job before you surrender. We should keep a record that we fought and lost."

"I see... is that so"

As Harren was convinced by what Ace said, Deion felt a sense of crisis. The intent of Ace's statement would be to have an excuse for surrender, as long as he kept a record that he had engaged. Regardless, I don't think that makes me look good about that. It's just an excuse for Ace to lay a formation around the tower of command. But Harren seemed to have fully embraced the words of Jesus.

Harren, who has slipped out of this formation, turns to Ace in a fluttering foothold. Ace was also walking over to him. The eyes under the long brow shine unusually.

"Looks like the Fifth Dragon Scale Army still belongs to Lord Jesus, after all. How dare you ignore my orders?"

"What, you've been in Malware for twenty years since you were appointed Wing General? Ever since we were all kids, I've taken care of you. They are all my children, like grandchildren. I don't want you to bleed."

The conversation between the two was also well heard in Deion's ears. The same goes for Harren's demeaning words and actions, but the words of Jesus also tell the story of the snorting structure of the Fifth Dragon Scale Army. Harren has not been able to rule as one of his men, and the soldier, in a word of Jesus, moves. This unusual situation was created by the difference in influence between the pro-wing generals and the predecessors. And I can see that the new wing general wants unconditional surrender and his predecessor doesn't want it.

Deion was prepared for the corresponding damage. Bleeding is no longer avoidable.

"Me too, Lord Jesus. That's why we surrender to Gandia."

"I understand, Lord Harren-Kennock Wing. Your thoughts are not a mistake either. But we are Zalwerians."

"Yes?"

That became Harren's last word.

From Deion's position, I didn't know how the old man moved. It can be called divinity. He had pulled a knife and cut Harren's neck off when Harren raised the question mark. The head of the Wing General danced the universe like a lie, spreading blood.

When Harren's body collapsed to the ground, the figure of an old general who swung out his sword burned into Deion's retina.

"Jesus has taken over the traitor Harren-Kennock!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Should it be ironic that the death of the new Wing General was prompted by the dramatic increase in morale of the Fifth Dragon Scale Army?

The shieldmen push it out. Archers put up bows and start keeping an eye on arrows. The cry roars. The idle city turns into a battlefield at once. I heard a spell.

"Armed Summoning"

Cain-Vivre leapt forward in the Gandhian army. Light converges in the hand, and the hand axe embodies. I guess it's his subpoena weapon. He struck the ground with an axe, blind to the enemy soldiers who were going to kill him. One more blow. At the next moment, a strong tremor struck the deions as well.

And the ground in front of Cain burst out, and a huge protective wall was erected that completely sealed off the passage.