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

There was a feeling of surfacing from the bottom of the darkness.

Free from the rays of gravity, it rises in a way that also rises to heaven.

But even through the darkness of darkness, it is only the darkness of nothingness that extends into sight. That said, you don't need to be in mourning. Wake up, right there.

Cain-Vivre, when awakened as usual, closed and opened his eyelids. A thin darkness lies in sight. The light that plugs in from out of sight seems like a natural light glow, not that of a demonic crystal lamp. It's not so much a difference, but the light in the Demonic Crystal lamp is inorganic and cold. Now the light that is entering my sight without paying for the darkness in front of me is extra warm than that.

He's alive.

He gained a raw sense of the pain he felt intermittently from his entire body. Pain is pain, even if it's not so much pain. When he groaned in pain, he heard a faint laugh. In silence, even a small noise sounds loud. No, maybe it's because you're nervous. My heartbeat is ringing in my ears.

Waking up his upper body was nothing but pain, but he silenced the pain. In the darkness, at the end of the sleeping table where he was put to sleep, there is someone. Keep your back on the wall, I'm looking at this one. A woman in black like melting in the dark. Ur.

It was the moonlight that allowed me to enter the room. From the window on the right, the moonlight is plugging in. Its powerful light pushes the darkness out of the night and tells him what's going on indoors. It was a small room. Sleeping area and slight conditioning. It was like a hospital room, but in fact, maybe you're right. It is not surprising that he was a wounded soldier and, after the war, transported to the hospitals he had received.

The mask was placed next to the pillow.

"You feel pain, too."

In her irony, Cain flashed. Face the pain. Looks like I've been wounded a long time. It must be because of the unusual way we fought. It's not the way Cain fights, such as a statement that protrudes in the enemy formation, or a fight with a dragon man (Ryujin). but there were circumstances that had to be done. In the local dragon father (Chiriuuuuuuu) and the fire dragon daughter (Kariuuuuuuuuuuuu), damage may be done to the city. That's a lot of damage, too. I had no choice but to summon the Dragonman than to obey Deion's intentions.

As a result, a large number of arrows were bathed.

For the first time, I managed thanks to the refuge of soldiers ruled by Ur, but for the second time I ate decently. It's a good coincidence you didn't have to die.

"Pain is more than living."

You didn't torture me, did you?

"That's how it is"

In Dinobot Cave, they were trained to withstand torture. At the end of the intolerable pain, although it was the torture that was tolerated, it does not mean that it was tolerated by the pain itself. I hope it's a form of mental control, even torture, the pain itself feels. He is skilled at controlling himself and not spitting out information under any circumstances. Most importantly, such technology did not make sense before Ur's reign.

"Is that what it is?

"That's what it is."

Tell him, Cain took the pillow mask in his hand. It's an interesting mask whenever you see it. Among the things that shaped the fantasy monster would be a masterpiece. Someone found it and gave it to Leongand. And Cain started wearing it to hide his identity. I didn't wear a mask in the Logner invasion, but it's not a problem. Because there is no one in Gandia who knows his identity. I don't suppose there's anything wrong with taking it off, even while I'm in this army. Nobody can link his face to Lancaine-Bunell.

But not in this Zalwarn. He was born and raised in this country, and there are quite a few people who know about him. All the more so if you're a military official. It's not a good idea for information to be revealed that Lancaine-Bunell belongs to the Gandhian army. Involve Leongand's credibility.

"I took it off for you because you look like you're having a hard time sleeping, and you're putting it on?

Ur has been biting off laughs.

"Discipline."

"You can't be seen by anybody"

"It's midnight. Nobody's coming for a peek."

"Really?

I asked, but if you think about it, you might. Think, looking inside the mask. It doesn't change anything, whether you're removing the mask or putting it on. If you don't have someone else's sight, you don't have to take it off. but when you remove the mask, you can't help but remember the name of the dead man named Lancaine. Having lost his place by the death of his brother, he tried to die after burning down Gandia. But by the boy who suddenly appeared, his rampage stopped. He was captured by Gandia and died spiritually.

When Ur ruled, Lancaine-Bunell died.

"Nobody's interested in your face."

Cain smiled bitterly at Ur's chilling words. Most of all, the grin didn't work because of the pain.

"Is that so?"

I don't care what Cain-Vivre is to Gandhian humans. That's not a problem if you contribute to victory. More importantly, your main Leongand uses Cain-Vivre heavily. It's not any more convincing, and that's enough. Whether you're wearing a mask or unknown, there can't be a problem if Cain is even loyal to the military. And there's no way Cain could have acted hostile to Gandia. Neither will anything that tries to find out who Cain is soon appear.

Ul took his back off the wall. I'm slowly approaching you in my footsteps. The pitch-black dress was like her wrapped darkness itself. Ur, too, carries a deep darkness.

"Have you been doing that?

"No way. I'm not such a free man."

Ur laughs coldly. but there was no discomfort. Is it because she controls me? But by her rule, it is Leongand that Cain has sworn allegiance. Her words never shaped Cain's consciousness. So, what is it? Cain narrowed his eyes to the inexplicable twist of emotion swirling deep in his heart.

"I was checking around to see if the surrenderers were hiding anything."

Ur appears in the moonlight. Exposed to blue and white light, the whiteness of the skin was noticeable. Dark hair also glows glossy, with gray eyes glittering in the moonshadow.

"You're disciplined, too."

Cain honestly shared his thoughts. It would be part of the post-war process. I may have explained my abilities to Deion. It is also the seeding of the measures Cain has taken to Harren. Mental domination by alien powers. It would be a hard story to believe for Deion, who has lived a whole lot, but I would have had to believe it more than watching Harren look at him. And using her abilities may make it easier not only to gather information from demobilized soldiers, but also to manage Malwales. It depends on how you use it, and that would be where Deion's arms look,

"I'm busy."

"You're not free. You weren't."

Cain shuddered, but Ur laughed as if he didn't care.

I wonder how it went.

Ur came all the way to Cain's side, though that's good. His surroundings are shadowed and isolated from the moonlight. Her figure also melted into the darkness, but I know she sat on the sleeping table. Close range. It was like sitting next to Cain.

Cain saw her. Only the eyes capture the light and shine. She looked to Cain. It's like shooting through. I saw it one day, gaze. In the abyss of consciousness, there was a bump and a sound that broke something.

When Cain took his hand off the mask, he was reaching for her thin neck. I don't even indulge in surprisingly cold temperatures, I strangle them. Whether she was a Phantom or not, her neck was still a human neck. Even if you don't put so much effort into it, it breaks. I would strangle him before then. The woman didn't even resist. I'm just looking this one in the eye. Maybe even his own face, which would be in his eyes. Poor woman. It's just that I was right in front of you. They're gonna kill me to get this way.

Cain let go of his hand much more, acknowledging Ur's face, which was about to die. Ur folds his body and coughs hard. In my hands, I still have the feel of her thin neck. Cain somehow figured out what happened. They followed Ur's play. This is ridiculous.

Ur looked up at this one with tears in his eyes as he coughed up. I'm laughing. I wonder what's wrong.

"After all, it's unlikely we can loosen your grip."

"You tried it"

Cain felt like he was stunned. I don't even know what she thinks. It means that if we can change the distribution of power that we use to dominate Cain, that's how wide she will behave. Whether it's combat or not, her abilities are user-friendly. But I guess I can't say enough that the current situation of using the majority of my abilities just for cain is necessarily good.

We tried and failed to improve.

"I almost killed you."

"If I had been killed, you would have been completely unleashed."

She's laughing without a scream. I guess it's a heartfelt pleasure. To Cain, I didn't understand her mood at all, but it didn't matter.

"What would I have done in that case?"

I can't even imagine Cain right now. I tried to put Ur in my hand because it was an impulse I couldn't understand right now. When I noticed, I was strangling him. If Ur had lagged behind in rebuilding his reign, he would have definitely killed him. The collar is removed, not the dog. Return to the man who should be dead.

What do you want when you return to Lancaine-Bunell?

Well, I was curious.

"What's wrong with you, Setuna's gonna kill you?

Cain leaked a bitter laugh at Ur's seemingly uninteresting words. But I liked her answer. That's good. The end of it would be satisfactory. A rematch against the black spear. I'm sure they'll kill me first, but then, maybe we can do a little more decent fighting. Just thinking about it makes me tickle.

Tonight, I may not be able to sleep.