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

"Is this who the Pentagon is?

Gray wiped his forehead sweat as he looked at the pillars of light. I'm sweating a lot at some point. Disgusting sweat. Is it because I have encountered a phenomenon that I do not understand?

"What the hell is that?

"You know what I mean?"

My men just asked me, and I just have to throw up.

In Gray's previous life, he had never encountered such a phenomenon. It is also different from the incredible power the Imperial Devil possesses. It's not like armed summons either. I know it's something else, but I have no idea what kind of thing that is.

I know you shouldn't touch that light.

"Don't touch the light. Unless you want to follow the same fate as the Imperial Devils."

Fine, but in the end, I didn't think it was the same thing. After all, the purpose of the Grays is death as well. Isn't it the same thing to be drunk by the light to die, to get into the Dragon House and die in battle? No, there's something I can't say enough. Wherever and how you die, death is death.

I'm gonna die.

I laugh bitterly in my chest.

Where I decorated it with how many words, what the Grays are trying to do is mass suicide. If there's no political significance there, it's not even a return of interest to Zalwarn. Will Zalwarn repent where he has rewarded him with one arrow? Will Mirelbus regret his betrayal of Gray? It doesn't matter where he regrets it.

Dead people don't come back. Lost things remain lost. And the fact that I've been betrayed continues to be inscribed in Gray's heart as something I can't overrule. I don't know the details of when Melisol perished or how it was destroyed. But it is true that Zalwarn has uprooted one of Melisol's. So he turned away from Zalwarn.

He disobeyed Zalwarn and sought a place to die.

I lost my master. I lost the point of living. I just have to die. It was a short-circuited conclusion, but no doubt arose. So how do you die? That was the only proposition he made.

Ideally it would have been scattered with flowers on the battlefield.

It would have been nice to march to the Dragon House soon, and die in battle. That would have allowed me to die, at least sooner. I should have been able to reunite with the king and his son. No, I don't know. Although I know I will go to hell, Nirg and Crochet may have passed into heaven. For example, reunion with them won't come true, but I don't think I have a choice.

This hand was too dirty for blood. Both humans and Imperial Demons killed to kill. Old and young, I don't care if I have enemies. That was his role. I believed that if I did not, I would not be able to protect the lives of the people of Melisol. No, I've been killing one since the days of Melisol. Nothing abruptly increased the number of people who have killed since belonging to Zalwarn.

Nirg, too, may go to hell. Some kings preferred war to him. And in many cases, they lost. He was not the wise king. But he was someone enough for Gray to keep his life. Nirg told him to live to the end. He said it was the king's life to survive.

But that's not all I can do. There is no such thing as the option of forgiving Zalwarn's barbarity and surviving. That only means exposing life to shame. It could not have been possible, such as killing the people of Melisol and forgiving the presence of Zalwarn, who bears the king's name.

Gray begins to disobey the king's life.

It's Grey.

(His Majesty's voice......)

Gray raised her face to a sudden audible hallucination. It's a nostalgic voice, but not if you remember it now.

Forward. The pillars of light that drank not only the fort, but the majority of the Imperial Demons that were around them, are high enough to pierce the dark clouds. It was more of a tower of light than a pillar of light, and he had no idea what it was that showed. I'm pretty sure it's not an armed summons. Armed summoning is the summoning of weapons from different worlds and does not cause such paranormal phenomena. That was what seemed close to what was called magic. Most of all, magic is a product of fantasy, and historically, no human being has ever existed who exercised it.

Five hundred years ago, however, the Holy Emperor Miendia, who united the continent, supposedly used something close to magic, and was whispered that it was also by magic that he summoned the gods from different worlds. It must have been a miscalculation for the demons to show up so that they could be dragged by the gods.

"General, what will you do? If you stay here, it won't be obvious..."

"Right..."

Although I am concerned about the identity of the Tower of Light, which even the Imperial Demon swallowed, it was the current situation that there was not even something like material to speculate on. I'm pretty sure there's a national lord Mirrelbus involved, but just because he's involved doesn't mean he can identify anything from it. And if the Tower of Light just stands there, it won't even be an obstacle to the Grays. Rather, it is also considered that it is no longer necessary to break through the fort.

If the columns of light could have swept in the moment the Greys entered the fort, there was no possibility of the total annihilation of the Greys, but it was the Buhmats who were swallowed up, and not a single soldier of the Greys. Buhmatz isn't all dead either. When the expansion of the Tower of Light subsided, the Buhmats who were in its outer perimeter had to be swallowed up, as well as keeping a thousand other Buhmats warm. Fort Fabruneia is not the only one who has to break through.

"This place brings the army together, wondering if we should go for the Dragon House"

"I can't help it."

"Oh, you're right"

Gray nodded sternly, letting his men pack their troops. Undo the fighting to get to the Dragon House. It will take time to gather the immobile Buhmats near the Tower of Light, but we can avoid the battle. More than that, the benefits of time shortening are enormous. Most importantly, I have lost more than half of my Buhmatz and the speed of marching to the Dragon House will be slow, but it has also been woven from the beginning. Anyway, a quick breakthrough in Fabruneia was the top priority.

One of my men asked, looking at the Tower of Light.

"But you're saying that Mirell Bus doesn't spare my son's life, either?

"Hmm...?

"Like that light drunk Buhmatz, all the people in the fort are dead too..."

Sooner than he finished saying that, the vibrations hit the Grays.

Gray, surprised by the unexpected shock, saw the anomaly that had occurred in the Tower of Light. The surrounding landscape looked distorted when I thought it was severely brightened.

It was the monster of the herd blue who appeared as he tried to break through the tower of light with the roar. Large eyes on sharply protruding jaws, multiple horns adorn the head, and swarm blue scales cover the whole thing. The great neck was dozens of times the size of a human, and the Grey army was barometric and lagged behind just looking at it.

"Dragon...!

In Gray's first impression, that was what they called it. Primate of all things and tyrant, bewitched by legends everywhere. It is well known that Zalwarn's founding mythology is also colored by dragons and incorporates a number of names related to dragons. Headed by the Pendragon clan, the Dragon Eye Army, the Dragon Tooth Army and the Dragon Scale Army. And Dinobot Cave. The relationship between Zalwarn and the dragon cannot be broken.

The dragon appears on the ground only from the neck up. Is it buried underground from the neck down, or maybe it doesn't exist in the first place? The contact between the neck and the ground should have had Fort Fabruneia, but the fort had no trace left either. There is no wreckage. The Imperial Devil has also disappeared, meaning that Zenolut-Lyburn and the rest of the Second Dragon Tooth Army were foolish, and that all those who lived in Fort Fabruneia were also consumed by the light and died.

(Foolishly, Mirelbas-Ryburn......!

Gray held his fist. Nor was it called proselytism, but there was no way I could have remembered my anger at the way Mirelbus did not spare the sacrifice of his own people. One of the forts has vanished. It can't be the sight of Mirell Bus. It can also be said that there should not be.

Nirg was not a wise king, but he never forced the people to sacrifice. That is why Gray referred to Nilg as the only king. Nirg was the only one who ruled him.

Mirrelbus was, after all, the unlikely Lord of Gray.

The eyes of the dragons of the flock of blue shine and circle their gaze as they gaze at this formation. The pillars of light were enough to rush through heaven, but the volume of dragons was less than half that. But even then it was huge, and it was natural for the soldiers to be able to pull their hips.

"What is that? Huh?

"There's no way I know!

"It's a dragon... a dragon has appeared..."

"You'll see when you see it. That's about it!

It was a disturbing situation for even the troop leaders, who were supposed to be fierce warriors. Even though the mysterious light that swallowed the fort is incomprehensible, there was no reason why thoughts could not keep up with the further emergence of the dragon's neck, and it is not an exaggeration, naturally.

I guess Gray can stay calm because of the different number of dead lines he dived through. That's not why I could swallow everything.

It was an event outside understanding that the fort was swallowed up by the light and that a dragon appeared out of the light. I just had to recognize it as it was.

"Gray... is it Gray...?

To a voice that suddenly rang behind his brain, Gray regained himself by shaking his head for a moment. It's just an illusion, like the voice of the dead. I thought so.

But it was known in the surrounding reaction that it was not just an audition.

"Your Majesty...?

"The voice of Your Majesty......?

"This voice..."

Everyone in Gray's men was surprised by the king's voice when they heard it and looked at each other. And when the source of the king's voice could be identified, the confusion accelerated even further.

"Gray... I could not protect anything. The country, the people, even their own will. Sorry... sorry..."

Nirg's voice was coming from the blue dragon. "Why are you apologizing, Your Majesty!

Gray, I didn't know, was raising his voice. It's not Nilg that's bad. The only reason we couldn't protect the country was because Gray couldn't stop the invasion of the Zalwarn army. Without Zalwarn's defeat, the country of Melisol would not have had to die as one of the royal subjects. It was all Gray's fault.

If you didn't trust Mirell Bus and kept an eye on him, it wouldn't have happened.

"Sire!"

Gray screamed. Maybe this anomaly was driving his thinking crazy too. The idea that there might be a nilg in a dragon that uttered Nilg's voice was nothing but madness.

But dragons, they don't even show a reaction. It can be assumed that it didn't arrive, and it's no surprise that he was silenced. The target is a dragon, not Nirg himself. Then why is it that Nilg's voice was uttered by the dragon?

Between sanity and madness, Gray was beginning to lose his cool.

When the dragon roared and wondered if its giant was wrapped in light, it subsided into the dragon's mouth.

Gray couldn't move. I watched the dragon's neck turn this way, as if it were in gold bondage. My pale, shining eyes look this way, but there is no killing or hostility there. But it was clear what the light accumulated in the dragon's mouth would bring.

At the next moment, the brilliance of pure white smeared his vision.