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

The lid was lighter than I thought.

When you open your eyes, it's the dim world that's jumped into your sight. I can see that my whole body is stirring and sore and my consciousness is rejoicing with all my strength in awakening.

(Not happy though)

Setuna sighed at the overwhelming sense of fatigue that dominated her body. It seems the only thing that was light was the eyelid. My hands and legs don't move freely. I even have the illusion that I'm being held captive. Regardless, his hands and feet are not tied. I was supposed to be free to move. I guess the inability to move is because my body is having problems. Problem is, I can't think of anything other than this fatigue.

It didn't take long for my eyes to get used to the dark. When your eyes get used to it, there's something you can see. The luggage piled up in a space that wasn't even large seemed to tell us that this was in the carriage carriage carriage. I'm also convinced of the low ceilings. The roof of the carriage carriage carriage carriage is never low, but it feels low compared to the general building ceiling.

It's usual to lose your mind after a battle, but I feel uncommon to wake up in a carriage. Usually, it can be a room in some house. And a comfortable sleeping area is available. Special treatment, not so much, but I'm pretty sure he was treated close to it. He would have usually rewarded me with the effects of a black spear.

But not this time. Sleeping on a blanket laid on a carriage carrier. The blanket was stacked multiple times and seemed to try to provide a little comfort for me. I admit to that effort, and I'm happy to take care of you, but, again, it's usually more comfortable lying on the bunk. Though, in this general pain and fatigue, it may be the same wherever you sleep.

(Well, the battle is over...)

Setuna figured out why she was sleeping in a carriage while opening herself up to the fact that just breathing the air would make the pain run.

Zalwarn's battle against the army should have ended with an overwhelming victory for the Westward Army, also with Setuna's activism. I couldn't see it through to the end, but I killed more than half of the enemy. The enemy would also have lost his temper to resist. In fact, some of them came on his feet. Was the man, losing his will to war, still unable to abandon his obsession with raw? Or was Setuna's killing just horrible?

Either way, Setuna caught a spear for being stuck with him. That's where the two black spears closed the curtain.

There's no way the western march back to Bahandar after the war. In the departure from Bahandar, the western march was carrying out as much supplies and food as was necessary for the march to Fort Bünell. After destroying enemy troops waiting on the plains near Reuben, it was the policy of the western march to Fort Bünell.

Nevertheless, although we head to Fort Beaunel, we do not launch an immediate attack. We had to confirm our links with the Central Army, the North March, and launch simultaneous attacks on each fort.

There are five fortifications surrounding Zalwarn's capital, the Dragon House, called the Pentagon, of which Fort Bewnell is one. The five-way defense team meant that the five forts were strongly linked, and reinforcements could be sent from both neighbouring fortifications even if they attacked only one location. Dropping one of the forts would be possible enough for the Westward Army's forces, but if only the Westward Army protruded and attacked the fort, they might take on the power of both neighboring fortifications as well. As a Gandian army that does not want to lose any of its troops at all, with the total attack on the Dragon House at present, it is not to be welcomed.

If we are to be fully operational, we should minimize reinforcements from other fortifications by simultaneously attacking the three adjacent fortifications. That was the Gandhian army's policy. To do so, we must align the footsteps of the army in three parts.

We have plenty of time to attack the fort.

(Expect to be complete…)

It will take some time for us to be able to work with the Central Army and the North March. I can't waste that time. Nevertheless, I know what I can do right now. Currently, routine training should not be constrained. He has not recovered from the physical or mental drain of the battle. You have to rest well. Rest and recovery are also his important tasks.

Nevertheless, after the war, I was concerned about the actions taken by the Westward Army. If you're also Faria, you can tell me, but she must be resting, too. Even Ruufa does. They were both in what could be termed serious injuries. Faria must be full of creativity and accumulated fatigue. Ruufa didn't see it with this eye, but it was just as Faria's condition perceived it with her senses. He must also be scratched as depicted in Setuna's brain.

Maybe they're both resting.

(Maybe I'm the slightest wound)

Setsuna recalled her battle with Miliu. In retrospect, there were no injuries that seemed injurious. It hurts so much to have my armor destroyed that I don't think I had enough scratches to take it apart and make a scene other than that. The worst pain was an embrace by Miliu. Instead of being embraced, I was about to be crushed by the force of my arms.

It was strangely pressured that the bone didn't break. Maybe that and this is due to the black spear. He summoned a black spear, but fell into distress for it, and thanks to the fact that he had a black spear in his hand, he was able to get rid of the distress. When I grabbed two black spears, the world changed.

(I'm the Lord...)

Black dragon words pass. The product of paranoia that appeared in the world of dreams. But I have so much presence that I don't think it's just a dream. Right now, it continues to linger in the back of the brain, as it oppresses Setuna's consciousness. Black dragon. A crimson double eyed laughing. There is even such a flair, like Setuna is troubled and enjoying suffering.

But he seemed to admit that Setuna was the Lord of black spears. With ridicule, with ridicule.

(What the hell)

Setuna glanced at the ceiling as she sighed. Thoughts are swirling. The only way to sleep again is to wait for this excitement to cool off. but falling asleep on the blanket like this may not fit either. I caught my eye.

arose in large part. A muscle called the muscle of the whole body screamed. That would be so. That's how much we fought. In the word "torture" I moved my body vividly. Thanks to the power flowing from the two spears, we were able to move at a rate that was not normally conceivable. velocity beyond the limits of the flesh. I knew there would be a recoil. You can say it's the usual thing. Even if you're swinging a single black spear, the recoil is coming. Even more so with two bottles. It wasn't surprising that he slept two days a day, and it was rare that he couldn't regain consciousness until his health had recovered somewhat.

Right now, I don't want to think I can move.

Get out of the impromptu sleeping area and head outside the carrier.

When I went outside, the darkness of the night was overhead. It didn't seem dark because it was in the carriage carriage. The moon is far away. The lights of the stars, too, seemed small. There are few clouds and the wind is weak. Tickling the nasal cavity smells like grasshopper. It doesn't smell like a battlefield spreading with blood and sweat. Relax. It seemed to be moving out of the battlefield.

Looking around, countless carriages had a number of rows. The march method, devised by Astal-Lanadies, uses a large number of carriages. The carriage was packed with infantry and luggage even this, and at the time of the march, only horses ran on the ground. Setuna mostly gets me on the back of someone's horse. Often it is Ruufa because he is vice president of The Lion's Tail, but it is also illuminating to have him on board Faria, assistant captain. I don't even think you care too much.

Around the carriage, soldiers from the Westward Army are garrisoned. Seeing as you're not wearing an armor helmet, I guess you'll stand quite some time after the fight is over. How much time has passed before Setuna regained consciousness? I was just curious, but it's also something I'll find out soon enough.

I wonder how far it went from that battlefield. Nor is it the wind that we are making Fort Beaunel current, due to the condition of the soldiers who collude. I'm not alert. Sometimes the battle is over, but I'm out of my mind. I wish it was easier for Setsuna. As an army, I wonder.

That was when I was thinking about things that weren't even me.

"Setuna?

Turn to your voice, just a little surprised. The Lord of the Voice was Faria-Belfaria, but I was surprised because the areas exposed from her body's clothes, such as her neck and hands, were covered in bandages. Bandages are not the only ones wrapped around the face, but traces of allowances remain vivid. Her hair and skin appeared to be burnt and painfully unpleasant. The footprint is also heavy. I guess it's not just the fatigue that's left, it's the pain. It's not healing.

"Are you messing with me already?

Faria has a worrying look on her face. Isn't it because you're fighting the pain? Setsuna was only worried about her health. Faria has crossed the line again. I survived enough battles to get all wounded up. Compared to Setuna, who still relies on the power of black spears, it is also stunning.

"Is Faria the one who's bullying you?

"I'll be fine. Something that works out differently."

So she laughed, but the smile was no good again.