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

September 21st.

The north march was taking a break for lunch as the lead sky covered his head. Fort Fabruneia is the goal of the North March, which left Malwale. The fort, which is the corner of the Pentagon surrounding the Dragon Mansion, was located southeast of the Dragon Mansion and had to go slightly southwest from Malwale, but there was nothing like a problem with the march thanks to the well-maintained streets.

Running through early in the morning, that doesn't mean either. It was a marching speed to match the infantry, and more importantly, there was little need to hurry to your destination. If we get to our destination quickly, we're not talking about moving to an immediate attack. It meant that coordination with other forces was essential for the five-way defensive force strategy, and liaison to that end was also important.

Nevertheless, there were also concerns that it would take too many days for the north march northeast of Zalwarn to work in tandem with the central army pushing through the centre and the western march running through the west. Prioritize the Five-Way Defense Team's offense. Not much else is neglected and it doesn't make sense to eat a painful counterattack as a result.

"Then I wish I could just let you go in with a black spear... don't you think?

"That's right, Captain Lion's Tail is going to be able to break through alone!

When Ur asked sneerily, the leader of the Youth Corps on the front had answered with an upward voice that he could see was clearly nervous. The look and attitude also seem adorable to Ur's eyes. Don't think it's like a small animal, but it's not the wind of fear of predators in front. I guess I'm not used to having two meals with women. No, I'm not used to the very treatment of women. He says he is the youngest in the Gandhian side of the army.

Rock-Fox. He is the star of the expectations of the Gandhian army. Promoted to Legion Leader in his early twenties, he is also known for his strong confidence from his men and for accomplishing the feat of raising the rank of Ace-Kazan in earlier battles. Many women will try to get close to him, young and promising. Looks good too. Now there's no way a woman can leave him alone, but he says he has no floating story.

Ur approached him not because such a reputation came to his ears, but because he decided it was easier to give than Deion-Hawklow or Sigil-Clotter. I seduced Leno-Gilbers for the same reason. That's about as much opponent as you need to kill your spare time.

Lunch in the north march was strangely sumptuous.

Because the Third Corps, led by Rock-Fox, has an unusual previous history of being a former cook, with the person at its centre forming a cooking unit. Between Nagrasia and Malware, the morale of the northern march did not decline, arguably due in large part to the activity of their cookout units. Many of the cookout unit's handmade dishes were enough to make Ur's tongue familiar with court cuisine go away as well, and could have been a reward no more for the soldiers.

Perhaps that's one reason why the Gandians and the Logners who make up the North March didn't hit their enemies. During the march from Nagrasia to Malway⠀ ™ s repeated meal breaks, one by one but surely, would have filled the grooves between the two.

What a strange thing to see soldiers who didn't even like to look at each other at the beginning of their departure pounding their tongues on the same dish. Most of all, he's from the same country now. It should be better than sticking together forever.

(I wonder what I think of them when Zalwarn becomes Gandia's)

While peeking into Rock's eyes, deep inside Ur's heart, Keith's death is painful. The only man she ever loved, Zalwarn moved but had to die for. That's all I had to do to cover you. If Zalwarn let me go, I don't know. They are desperate to live, too. That's understandable. Everyone is trying their best to survive. As a result, he and his half are just dead. That's all there is to it.

(That's all......)

I didn't try to guess. Where we recognize facts as facts, it is emotions that are inseparable. Anger and sadness, hatred and despair are swirling like torrents in my heart. It was difficult not to manipulate the doll to control it.

It is easy to control the minds of others. But is it supposed to be ironic that even such a witch can't control her emotions?

When I think of that as a blur, I realize that the head of the Youth Corps in front of me is clouding his expression. He opened his mouth.

"What's wrong? After all, eating with me is boring......?

"That's not true. Since I've been in Zalwarn, I've been thinking a lot... even though you invited me. That would ruin a fun meal."

Deny his words while making a sad look. That's the only way Rock-Fox's expression will restore brightness, so it's easy to understand. But what Ur said wasn't a lie either. I mean, if you're not bored, you can't even answer his invitation. Even though it is a leisure time crush, it can only be painful for her to take time for boredom.

In a tent prepared just for a lunch break, the two pinch a temporary table. There is a line of cooking squad hand cooking on the table. There's a pile of salad in the soup and plenty of meat. I can't help but be surprised how freshly you bake bread.

There are many tables and chairs in the tent, full of bitter military men to look at. Ur was as good as a red dot, but rarely could he turn a strange eye. Is it because when it comes to humans who can come inside this tent, they are more than a certain class of military personnel and not a space for soldiers in general to get in? There is a strange tingling air when he says he is on a meal break. Nevertheless, not everyone is eating in silence. Some of them are talking out loud, and some of them are not looking at this one funny.

It could have been called a daily tea meal for Ur, such as being exposed to the gaze of curiosity. While living in the Lion's Royal Palace in Gandion, it could be said that there are no days when you don't feel that kind of gaze. Of course, that was only in the beginning, and gradually, everyone became afraid to even look at her. As a result, there was nothing more boring than living in the Royal Palace and more time to sweeten Keith. It was the result of nature.

Love is probably what you grow up to be that way.

"Was it? I thought you hated me..."

"I'm not free enough to eat with someone I don't like."

When he smiled back as he ripped the bread, he blushed sharply. It was a childish reaction, but Ur recognized that was his good spot. He pays attention to each and every step of this one, and reacts as easily as he can understand. No human being is easier to take on his hands than he is. Wouldn't he move for her without needing to rule? It's too early to be sure, but if we take the time to forge a relationship, we're likely to be able to captivate him enough. But if Ur doesn't get tired of him by then,

"Oh, right!

Even though he was somewhat heartbroken by the innocence of the young man who sparkled his eyes, Ur kept grinning. and.

"Excuse me, is this seat vacant?

It was Leno-Gilbers, the head of the Second Legion of the Army on the Logner side, who had thus spoken to the Urs. The man in the army uniform of the herd blue, though smiling against Ur, seemed to send a full sight of enmity to Rock.

"Yeah, yeah... I'm available..."

Answer his question in such a way as Rock's disapproval. Rock was right, the table the Urs were surrounding was not for two, but for four. Instead, every seat does. Four chairs on one table. Is it narrow for well-fitted servicemen, two or three of whom seem to be the limit, but in theory they should be able to enclose one table to up to four.

Ur was immediately convinced, though surprised by the sudden intruder. Leno's forehead is glowing with sweat, carrying food that no one can see for him. Reno, who received a meal from the cookout squad, would have been running around looking for Ur. And when Ur found out that he was eating in this tent with Rock, he rushed all the way here. Complete speculation, but I wouldn't be so wrong.

Ur couldn't help remembering her strange love for her ability to behave like a man who would always only give her an unfathomable answer. She had to be desperate to laugh at the pity to the point where a creature named Man was ridiculous. If you laugh in this awkward air, the two feelings may cool in an instant.

"But is there something wrong? Rock Corps Leader"

"Yes, no problem, Leno Legion Leader..."

They share a gaze that restrains them from each other. There was a sense of urgency between the two, as if they were banging each other's swords on the battlefield, and the surrounding soldiers were intrigued and so forth, but when they found out that the two were army commanders on the Gandian and Logner sides, they seemed to disguise themselves as disinterested as soon as possible. In this cafeteria, there are no ranks above the Legion Commander. It was about General Left Eye and his deputy general when it came to being above them in the north march, and I didn't even think Deion would be interested in a situation like this.

"Well, maybe three."

"Well, you're right, if that's what Mr. Ur says."

"Don't hesitate, then"

Leno pulled the chair and sat back as he put the tray in his hand on the table. There was a meal for two on the tray, and it was obvious that he had looked up to Ur's. I never thought he'd pay that much attention, nor did I think he'd break in between you and Rock.

I know the lock. It's understandable that he's obsessed with himself by the time it hurts. I'm not complacent.

Locke didn't seem dissatisfied with Leno's interruptions with more forcefulness than he could have imagined, but he couldn't even complain in front of Ur. No, it doesn't have to be in front of Ur. As a Gandian, he may have some reluctance with Leno, a Logner. Ur had heard in conversation with him that it was Rock's desire to have a good relationship with the Logners.

Leno has the same idea, I guess, because he is also in a position as head of a regiment capable of obeying a thousand soldiers. But he doesn't seem willing to get along with Rock. After watching a bunch of dishes lined up on the table, he asked Ul.

"Is Mr. Ur also close to the Commander of the Rock Army?

"Yeah, we're getting along."

"Hmm..."

Watching Leno think about something made noise outside the tent. Rock and Leno naturally take their seats as the other soldiers at the table rise to something. Only Ul sat back in his chair and turned his gaze outside the tent. It was a big tent, but the entrance and exit were open, and it was obvious what was happening outside. The appearance of the soldiers running around was enough to intuit that something was not just happening.

One of the soldiers rushed into the tent.

"It's the Imperial Devil! A large group of Buhmats are approaching us!