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

"What a woman."

Crude, for some reason, wanted to admire his opponent asexually. If it wasn't for her own lapse, there would have been no reason for her to win, but there would still be no reason to praise her for keeping him alert. Prepared, she misled Crude and invited him to a melee.

Looking at Faria, the electric heat storm had already stopped. I didn't know what principle activated it. There was no such thing as a gesture. I'm pretty sure it's Aurora Storm's ability, but it's a different way of attacking both shooting and lightning strikes, and he probably hid it as a last resort. An electric heat storm that also involves itself. If you use it incorrectly, you will only hurt yourself.

Now, her whole body was burned to a meltdown and even smoke was up. My hair, clothes and skin are messed up. Are you removing your glasses because they are no longer used by electric heat or because they are hot and removed? On his left hand, a dagger was gripped. My body is red and black. It would be Crude's blood.

"You must be a good woman."

Flirting, Faria came. It would be a reply to Crude's words. Crude laughed bitterly when he noticed himself strangely relieved when he admitted that Faria's blow to the abdomen had not been fatally wounded. In the end, its sweetness was the cause of defeat.

Damn, sweet. And it was a detour. But I don't feel bad. In a strange sobriety, he was watching Faria.

"Oh, good lady"

Crude affirmed quietly. Faria-Belfaria. I also think it's a good name. Strong, beautiful woman. He is an indisputable warrior in the sense that he does not hate hurting himself if he is for victory. I also had great strength as an armed summoner. I fully understood my ability to subpoena armed and incorporated it into my tactics. If we'd met before Miliu, we might have fallen in love.

Though he thought so, he spoke of something else.

But Miliu has no enemies.

"You must be a nice woman named Miliu."

"Oh, for me, the goddess itself."

Tell him, he remembered Miliu's troubled side. She has often looked like that since she got out on the ground. It was a lot more than when I was in Dinobot Cave, but I was just reminded that I wasn't powerful enough to clear up her depression.

Crude noticed that the ground around Faria was glittering. It would be the crystalline form of the Aurora Storm. Doesn't that mean it wasn't disconnected from the Aurora Storm? In other words, the crystals that fell to the ground were under Faria's control.

(Is that what you mean)

In a bitter laugh, he understood. It was the crystals that were peeled off by Crude's attack that made her the fabric of her attack. It is unclear what the principle is, but crystals scattered around the phalia must have generated an electric heat storm. When the crystals peeled off, it was acting that Falia was stunned.

"If you're a goddess, you won't regret losing."

Faria laughs painfully. There are gaps. It would be easy to kill now. There are still light dragon monks here. Shoot a light bullet and she dies without any exchanging. You won't even be able to avoid it. But I didn't want him to. I just killed her, and his defeat is irrevocable. Either way, as long as Miliu survives, it doesn't matter. She should be able to rewind by herself. Miliu would have replicated the black spear and gained immense power. That power should ravage the battlefield and bring her victory. Too bad I can't be myself on the spot, but I can't help it. The loss was caused by my own lapse. It's nobody else's fault.

"Right. I don't regret losing to a woman like you."

Crude meditated. Some of the scenes that floated behind the lid were mostly what I saw in hell, and none of the scenery came up before that. The only thing under the sun's light is Miliu's troubled side. I wanted to make her smile, but apparently the role isn't herself. That's what I knew.

The battlefield sounds far away. Everything sounds far away. Both the sound of the wind and the melodies of the meadows feel like they are rapidly moving away. There was too much blood. My consciousness is blurred.

Maybe death is near.

Thinking that far, he opened his eyes. Transfer your gaze from Faria's painful face. East.

(Not yet...!

scolding himself, he saw the east woods. The woods, which should have been on fire in abundance, still look like they're going to disappear. It doesn't mean that the fire was quenched. Something happened. Something to put out the flames. For example, it would be the ability of a black spear. If Miliu succeeded in replicating the black spear and tried his abilities. But if Setuna-Kamiya and I are using our abilities against Miryu, we can't pass it up.

You can't leave me alone.

"Setsuna, you can't lose. Whatever enemy you're dealing with."

I guess Faria is looking at the east woods too. And I realize the fire's getting smaller. A fine flame. If you're a normal person, you might miss it first. It's like I noticed because of the assumption that it was inflammatory.

"I don't know... No, it's about you. Believe it."

"Do you believe me? Me."

"I don't even think a woman like you would put up a vanity. Setuna must be strong. But Miliu is also strong. Better than me."

"Stronger than you? You gotta be kidding me."

It's not even a joke situation.

Okay, Crude laughed bitterly. If you can make a joke in this situation, I guess that's a lot of people, but unfortunately, I wasn't the one who could have done that. No, I'm not even a normal person. It was created as a monster. No, I should say I couldn't have lived without being a monster. If you hadn't become a raw and devouring dragon, you wouldn't have been allowed to live.

And in fact, Miliu is stronger. Neither physical surgery nor skill as an armed summoner rivaled her. Crude is better than Crude in terms of his knowledge of armed summoning techniques, but it would be rare for such a thing to help him in action. Nevertheless, no matter how different in strength, it is the armed summoner that does not matter depending on the ability of the summoning armed. A crude with a light dragon monk will not lose to Miliu. but you won't even win. If she replicates the Light Dragon Monk, they just light each other up and can't compete. In that sense, Sir Phantom Dragon was perhaps the most dangerous summoning arm. What about the ability of the Summoning Army to replicate?

"What are you thinking...?

Faria looked surprised. Maybe he was suspicious of Crude's words and actions.

"I'm going to go help Miliu. What, just use the rest of your life effectively."

Tell her, she's been putting up an Aurora Storm. Not only are the crystals attached to the bow, but also the crystals scattered on the surrounding ground emit phosphorescent light. After all, the Aurora Storm and the crystals were connected. Crude felt satisfied that the guesswork was correct.

The crystals were connected to each other like currents, like demonic cubes centered around Faria. The end point of those currents was Aurora Storm's mouth, and Crude also found that immense force converged in the mouth of the monster bird. It squeezes all the power that remains.

"I won't let you go to Setuna!

Like Phalia's fierce sunshine, I always wanted to see it.

"I can't. Your attack will never reach me again."

The moment Faria unleashed an extreme thunderstorm, the crude was photospherical. Without having to see the thunder slip through, he headed to the east forest. If you just go straight, you can give it dozens of times more speed than you would normally run.

He became exactly the light.