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

Then three days.

Setuna still wakes up first and keeps sleeping. The pain in the dragon is not the only cause.

Setsuna was exhausted in his battle with Miliu and others. They got real and fake, two black spears, and they stormed around on the battlefield. It shouldn't have been a half-waste. There was no way I could recover in just a few days. Yet something like a dragon appeared and had to go out for reconnaissance.

Originally, the attack on Fort Beaunel was carried out after confirming its association with the central army, which allowed the body to rest for a while. The plan went crazy with the emergence of the dragon.

Setuna came into contact with the dragon, unable to recover her strength and spirit, and became the feather of moving into an unplanned combat action. I guess the first time I fought the dragon was to get the soldiers I had deposited from the Dorka-Form safely away, and then I tried to start a full-scale fight, because if I could have defeated the dragon, I would never have crossed it.

While defeating the dragon as a result aside, and the fact that Setuna will be injured, it may be significant that the dragon threat has been figured out.

As a result, the Westward Army gave up breaking through Fort Bunell and switched policies to rendezvous with the Central Army.

Nor was the central army able to break through the dragon that appeared at Fort Vridia, retreating. It was the same for the North march, and they, like the West march, seemed to have tried to open things up by joining the Central Army.

The story that even a black spear could not be defeated seems to have shocked the Leongands less. It was not impossible for prudential theories to be lifted, nor was it natural for generals and corps leaders to lay military arguments on military deliberations.

Gandhia's highest-powered black spear Setuna has never been defeated before. Always he and the black spear have broken the front, bringing victory and glory to Gandia. The history of Gandia's glory, starting from the Plains of Balsar, is also the history of Setuna's activism.

He is not so much a symbol of Gandhia's luxury, as he is of nothing unknown when it comes to black spears.

So many people lost. It can't be shocking.

The opponent is a dragon. It is a monster that has suddenly emerged, and its enormity just has to be flashy, not something that humans can fathom. But still, it might be something called a Gandhian person to expect that Setsuna would do something about it if it were a black spear.

Failure to do so has not discouraged many.

Though Leongand was sincerely pleased with Setuna's safety and never mentioned defeat.

Exhaled, Faria cut her focus. Return the Aurora Storm. She sighed again as she dropped off her partner, wrapped in light and returning to the original world.

No matter how much you concentrated your consciousness, Aurora Storm's crystals didn't move in a flat motion. It didn't leave the bow, it didn't peel off, it just generated electricity and made the light stronger.

(At that time, I was obsessed with myself)

I wanted to help Setsuna. It was my heart.

I don't even remember how I manipulated the Aurora Storm, etc. I just wandered off to Setuna. He used his subpoena weapon unconsciously and exercised his abilities unconsciously.

It was an unprecedented use of Aurora Storm.

I have used it several times in a way that generates crystals away from the body, as when I inflicted a fatal injury on Crude. But he flew crystals, fixed them in the air, never used them as scaffolding, and never thought they could be manipulated that way.

Discovering the hidden abilities of the Summoning Army, which she had always used for a long time, she was stunned, while also being convinced that this new ability must be useful in the forthcoming battle. It would go a long way towards the battle of "The Lion's Tail" and the mission of the Azmaria-Altemax Crusade.

Most importantly, in order to do so, you must be able to manipulate freely at your will.

For that reason, Faria had found time to go outside the position and train unknown people.

But it was extremely difficult to remember the feeling of things that went unconsciously, and she was on the verge of twilight. No matter, I haven't given up. But I didn't even think I could make that ability my own right now.

I don't want you to take the time to remember.

Again, the only way to keep him out of that kind of eye is for Faria to get stronger. She herself, the assistant captain, getting stronger and covering for Setuna, the captain, is the only unique means of not letting him reckless.

Until the scale of The Lion's Tail grows in the future, Faria will have to support him.

Not that I don't expect Ruufa to, but Ruufa has the Battle of Ruufa.

(I'm the one supporting Setuna)

That's how I got here.

It doesn't last forever. I know that. Time flies, and one's involvement changes. I won't always be on Setuna's side. Not now. Right now, nobody questions her existence, and she's not dissatisfied.

But one day it could break too.

Faria Belfaria-Aslalia doesn't swear allegiance to Gandia. Her mission was the crusade of the demon Azmaria-Altemax, something else was inherently surprising and there was no need to belong to the Gandhian army.

She accepted Leongando's offer, making sure to tell her that if she was involved with Azmaria and was on Setuna's side that demon cared about, she would soon have a chance to fight.

Pretend you don't realize that you just want to be on Setuna's side.

Nor was that deceptive forever.

(Setuna......)

I wonder why it hurts my heart to think about him.

My body and mind are constantly scratched, and I just think of a boy who can't live cleverly, and his chest is about to be torn apart.

From the first time I met him, he was full of creativity. No, not quite. Setuna was on the verge of death when she first met him, and if Faria hadn't used Aurora Storm, he would definitely have died.

Although he had to cut his life span for resuscitation, Setuna had nothing to complain about. Rather, he was thankful for all the overflowing.

So much so that Faria is baffled.

He was always brilliant. At all times, there is light. Whether it was when he only looked like an unknown child, when he looked like a puppy waving his husband's tail forward, or when he was waving a black spear at the heart of the war disaster, he was brilliant.

In Faria's eyes, it looks that way.

Light.

Dazzling.

Vibrant, intense, destructive light.

Her values have been broken down so quickly. Daily life with him is what has become essential. Crappy interactions with him heal my heart. I can't even hate his child-stained parts, and as captain, he relied on me. Setuna on the battlefield was just like a god, and even the dangerous part was loving.

I wonder what that means, she thinks.

Since when have you felt this way?

Why do you become so conscious?

Maybe that woman's presence is a big part of that.

(Miliu......)

Miliu-Libaien. The beautiful woman, an armed summoner of the Zalwarn Devil's Dragon Cave and powerful enough to hunt down Setuna, was more adamant about Setuna than she needed to be after the war.

The figure was like a scorching maiden in love, Faria thought.

So maybe.

Faria was becoming strongly aware of Setuna.

"I don't think so."

The crushed words suddenly disappeared in the breeze that blew.

The sound of rain is intense.

Has the dark cloud, which has been standing in for a long time, finally wielded its fierceness? The sound of rainwater pounding the tents and the ground seemed, however, to deepen rather than scratch the silence.

Setuna was thinking in silence, and Miliu was also stroking a puppy in her arms with her mouth shut.

Silence is prolonged.

Setuna's consciousness is almost shifting to a state of awakening, and memories that she didn't know for sure become certain. I could almost remember the course of the fight against the dragon. Foolishly, he faced the dragon, and his consciousness stiffened when he saw the dragon change. Up to the point where he was flushed through the gap, he floated behind his lid. At the next moment, the pitch-black darkness covers his eyes, and everything is interrupted. I guess I lost consciousness.

And I dreamed, and I woke up.

Look down at the palm of your hand. In a carefully wrapped bandage, sweat seeped in. There is fatigue all over the body, and from time to time, dull pain runs as I recall. Because I couldn't help but recover the fatigue caused by the battle with the Zalwarn army. The recoil caused by the exercise of the black spear is still ringing.

"Did I lose?"

"Yeah, by the time I'm done with my skin."

To Miliu's unflattering words, Setsuna felt like she was wearing massive amounts of cold water from her head. Darkness passes behind the retina. Darkness of pitch black. Countless red eyes. The incarnation of a black spear. Black Dragon. The flowing darkness of the giant body formed exactly the same appearance as it had dreamed of. Wings widened and long arms extended.

(Yes)

Setsuna witnessed the black dragon's arms stretch out. It was an instant event, but just before the pitch-black darkness covered my sight, I'm watching the dragon's arm come this way. They probably grabbed it with their hands. So the consciousness was interrupted because the dragon's grip was awesome, or not.

"I don't think I can help being impotent. In that situation, you wanted to do something about it, didn't you? You are the black spear of Gandhia. You're responsible and complacent, aren't you? But..."

Miliu approached Setuna with that posture as he put the puppy he had in his chest back at his feet. In both eyes, the light is shaking. Light, dull.

(Tears?)

"Because if I die on my own, I won't forgive you"

When I thought I was hugged, my vision flushed. The light of the demonic crystal lamp suspended on the ceiling of the tent felt strangely dazzling. My eyes hurt. No, it's not just the eyes that hurt. My whole body is screaming as Miliu hugs me hard. Besides, he was pushed down by bedding. Setuna's breathing was also clogged.

Nevertheless, I was not in a situation where I could complain about one. The smell of tickling her nostrils and her body temperature, body tremors, paralyzed Setuna's thoughts.

Why are you crying?

Setuna snapped in her chest, staring at the magic crystal lamp that emitted with a strange face.

The whimpering that Miliu leaks was never scratched off by the rain.