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

When my vision opened, it was the ceiling of the tent that jumped into my eyes. My whole body stings and hurts. Yeah, apparently my hands are tied. I can't move my legs, either. He's in tight custody. But he's not dead. He's alive. They didn't kill me. I was concerned about the course of the battle with the black spear, but I would be able to teach that later. She lost. In any way, given the current state of affairs, I can only say that it was defeated. I guess we should think of it as something that makes money just because it's alive.

She moved her neck. Priority should now be given to understanding the situation in which I am placed, above all pain.

Looking to the right, a woman stared at this one. Soon I realize it's the woman I saw in my dreams. When I found out that Setuna was the person I cherished the most, for some reason, my chest was bothered, but I don't know why. For some reason, I am hostile to her. Should it be called mild jealousy? Miliu tried to laugh bitterly in his chest and was stunned that he could not even take that attitude. I can't afford it in my heart.

The woman exhaled small when she realized that Miliu had woken up. Unlike the figure in Setuna's memory, it was scratchy. The face shows burnt marks, with bandages wrapped around the neck and arms. I guess he was in that fight. And maybe he fought either Zain or Crude. Otherwise, I don't think I'd get any more wounds.

Miliu finally realized his mouth wasn't sealed by then. Now you can also exercise the technique of armed summons. but it doesn't make sense. My hands are tied tight. This will not even hold the summoned weapon and will only end up draining your spirit in vain. It would fall to be mocked by the woman in front of you.

Miliu opened his mouth, looking at the woman.

"Oh, my God."

"Mutual."

Miliu giggled damned at the chillness of the woman's voice, who had told her without getting her hair in. She may also have some feelings for Miliu. If you consider her, Miliu is an indisputable enemy. It can be said that it is normal to be hostile.

"I wonder what happened?

Patrol your gaze. Never even a large space. Is there a carriage or something? If a pile of luggage is like supplies or food, it doesn't seem wrong to be in a carriage. What was thought to be a tent is also a point of convergence if it is the roof of the carrier. For this space to be strangely bright, it was because the demonic crystal lamp suspended on the roof was throwing a cool light. Thanks to that, I understood the situation.

Miliu is put to sleep, naturally, not on a bunk or anything. Her body seemed to lie on top of what should also be called an impromptu sleeping table made of luggage. Nevertheless, I'm not uncomfortable sleeping. Apparently there are dozens of blankets laid. What a good deal. This would be great if my hands and feet weren't tied.

"The great victory of the Gandhian army. You lost. By the time I'm done."

"Destroyed?"

Miliu wondered, in her ruthless mouth, if more than two thousand soldiers had been slaughtered, but the woman shook her head.

"No way. You won't have to kill even the ones who have surrendered."

"So is that..."

Though Miliu had convinced him, he had realized that he was not convinced somewhere in his mind. That's because a decade in the Dinobot Cave didn't allow such sweetness. The enemy had no choice but to kill. Surrender was a means of eliciting alarm, and pleading was also only a way to outrun the enemy.

To whom do you surrender in the first place?

No one, no one, he was just forced to kill each other. Miliu, Crude, Zain, even Lancaine. There was nothing of my own free will to kill. My days in hell just made me lose my humanity. Normal sensibilities disappeared and lost, and broke with madness in his heart.

Everyone broke.

The only way to stay sane was to die. Should it be said that only dead people kept their sanity? Zayn, Crude and Miliu have become completely different than they were ten years ago. I just had to be. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have survived.

I wanted to live.

I wanted to live, again, in the light of the sun.

That's all I've been thinking about, fighting through that darkness.

This is the result.

As Miliu sighed, the woman also gently flaunted her shoulders. It is obvious that I am not comfortable with this situation. It would be interesting or irrelevant, such as surveillance of a detained enemy armed summoner. Even if Miliu was in her shoes, she must have been extremely bored. Miliu and I have no taste in the weak.

Miliu asked the woman after exhaling one breath.

"Hey, haven't any armed summoners survived but me?

"Yes."

A simple reply was a woman's eyes shaking on her back. Miliu narrows her eyes as if she cares about this mood. She won't understand anything, such as Miliu's mood, or because she's a woman like this, she thinks she's taking up Setsuna's memory.

Most importantly, Miliu was not upset when he touched the two deaths. Everything like that was woven.

"... yes"

Behind Miliu's brain are the figures of Crude-Fabruneia and Zain-Vridia. The three of them were together from the time of the Dinobot Cave. It was triggered by Miliu's rescue of Crude from his predicament. Then we got to know Zain, and the three of us protected each other's lives. To survive in the Dinobot Cave, forming an inmate was the usual means. It's hell you wouldn't survive if you didn't. But I also had to be more careful choosing my people. It's possible to keep enemies close to each other. Everyone was trying to outrun others and survive.

Miliu did not imitate anyone to deceive him. Crude is so angry that he likes you too much. On the contrary, he had been deceived and had been in danger of his life. That's when Zain and Crude helped me. A comforting companion. A handful of forgiving opponents. It was an unexpected pattern.

The three of us were lucky enough to get out on the ground. Some of them would have been the only three who remained in the Dinobot Cave, but they also survived because the three of them had worked together and incidentally.

Thanks to both of them, I can also say that I could see the light of the sun.

(I've always appreciated that)

Miliu did not speak in his voice, he snapped. meditate and pray only for peace to come to their souls. Both of them, they would have been exhausted by the battle. Free yourself from the days of slaughter. I should rather be happy for you. But Miliu's eyeballs are getting hot.

"Damn, you're in trouble."

Miliu had no choice but to laugh bitterly at the tears that overflowed regardless of his will. My vision is seeping. I can't stop crying. Zain and Crude. I wanted to know what the end of the day was like between you two. Would you have fought enough? Would he have died after wielding all the power he could have?

Have they been saved?

In Miliu's head, countless memories of the two danced and disappeared. No matter how much you think, you can't find the answer. Even though I meant to know them well, I never touched them deep in my heart. I couldn't imagine what Crude thought, what Zayn thought, what Crude had dreams and what hope Zayn had.

Obscure.

After all, didn't you know anything?

Weren't we just using each other for that fruit, saying that we couldn't care less about our companions, etc. Wasn't it just a pattern to protect yourself? Were you really forgiving your heart? Did we trust each other from the bottom of our hearts and acknowledge everything?

(I...)

Miliu looked at the ceiling. Only tears spill.

"You can't even wipe your tears like this."

Crushing like an excuse, the woman, again, went in a carefree tone.

"Will you be patient? You're a prisoner. Besides, he's an armed summoner. I can't allow freedom."

Words are normal. But the voice is soft and warm as it draws this emotion.

"I know that. But it's embarrassing to cry in front of someone."

"Right. Then he's out there. I can't just look at you."

"By being nice. What are you gonna do if you get out in the meantime?

"Nothing you can do right now, and in case you get out of here, there's a surveillance eye outside the carriage."

Though the woman has been nailing me, it turns out to be Miliu. They were imprisoned by enemy forces. Under strict surveillance, there can be no such thing as freedom. I just wanted to make fun of her. I don't know why myself.

"I know I can't do anything. I'm going to be quiet."

Miliu put his hands up in front of him, while being so good. Both hands are covered in bandages. It was extremely tightly tied up and was not going to tear any way. It would also be impossible to chew it off with your teeth. If your hands aren't free, it doesn't make sense to summon an armed subpoena. My legs are restrained, too.

(So you have no hands, no legs)

Miliu snapped in his chest and sighed. It's a joke that's not funny.

"If you do, it will help me."

The woman stood up softly, relieved by Miliu's attitude. I guess my whole body wound hurts. When I stood up, my expression was distorted many times. But it disappears quickly. Looking at this one, she seemed to reaffirm that Miliu could not move. My hands and feet are tied. Maybe he thinks he can do anything. Actually, you're right.

For some reason, Miliu spoke up, driven by a sense of mission that this was all he had to hear.

"May I ask your name?

"It doesn't matter. I am Faria-Belfaria. Assistant Captain Lion's Tail, Royal Gandhian SS."

"Faria-Belfaria. I remember."

Miliu rebelled to engrave her name into his memory. It's Setuna's goddess. I need to remember. The title didn't matter. Anyway, I don't have anything to do with it. Never again, I may not even worship her face.

"Your name is Miliu-Lebien?

Falia asked me and I couldn't give an instant answer, perhaps because I was resistant to the family name Revien. It's a cursed family name. No, it doesn't mean the family name itself is cursed. but it would be something similar.

Born as a family of Orian-Lebaen, you can't live a happy life.

"Yes, but do you know it because you named it Setuna?

That's what I'm talking about.

Was it because Miliu had forsaken Setuna's name that Faria frowned? If she's a special person too, there's no room for Miliu to get in. but in the first place, there would be no time left for Miliu to be doing that.

I had no reason to know what would happen to the treatment of what had been taken prisoner, but at least I could imagine that I would not be able to live freely, etc. If so, I'd like to see the face of Setsuna the Black Spear.

The brilliant red eyes, even in the darkness, well remembered.