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

"It's not terrible, it's a legitimate assessment."

Miliu put his arms together in front of his chest, pouring a chilling glance at his opponent. I hated familiar men. I also don't like to make myself familiar with others.

I always want to distance myself from others.

When I was a kid, I didn't.

Fallen into Dinobot Cave, and everything changed. The values changed dramatically, even the personality was transformed. I had to change. Because I couldn't have lived otherwise.

In that hell, he died sequentially from what he couldn't let go of his humanity. Surviving were the cunning and cruel ones, the ones who didn't even think of people as people. If you'll forgive me, I might have been wrecked the next day.

It was such a world.

Do not trust others.

Do not accept others.

Do not rely on others.

That was the three bullets to survive that hell.

Crude and Zain were special. Only you two could keep your backs. I could be defenseless. Only those two were her people. I was a comrade. Maybe even half a body.

But neither of those two are anymore. He's dead. On the battlefield, he was killed by an armed summoner in Gandia.

I have no choice.

There's nothing to grieve about, but there's nothing to resent.

There was also the possibility that the position would be reversed. Crude may have killed Faria and Zain may have killed Ruufa. Miryu may have had Setuna in his hand. It's scary just to imagine, but there could have been a future like that.

As a result of each other's efforts.

Just shut up and accept.

But Miliu, who lost everything, what can I do?

Who is to blame for the blanks that have arisen in his heart, for the memory of Setuna being filled?

(Setsuna Setsuna Setsuna Setsuna...?)

It wouldn't be funny from the side. I know that, but I can't contain the overflowing emotions. So I can't leave Setuna's side. If you think calmly, it's an anomaly. No, you don't have to think calmly, though it would be an odd relationship.

Again, there's no choice. Her will alone, there's nothing she can do.

"Here's what Miliu says, but what do you think? Faria."

"Why are you asking me?"

"I can't get along. It's me and you."

"What kind of friends are you?

Even in Faria's half-eye, Dorka had no indication of any movement at all. Maybe he's a big guy in a way.

With such admiration for the place, Miliu did not miss that his deputy seemed uninteresting. So I don't know what to say.

"A comrade who has been diving through the dead line repeatedly - a friend whose body and mind have forgiven him?

"No matter how many Legion Chiefs you get angry with. You can admit you're a comrade who's been diving through the dead line."

You have to give up a hundred steps.

When Miliu laughed, Faria had naturally nodded. Still, Dorka can't snap.

"Then you're a comrade."

"Ha... what the hell"

"That's what I'd like to hear. Lord Camilla said he regained consciousness, so I came and made this noise. I don't know what the hell you mean."

"Be that master. I have that disciple, something like that."

I guess that's the conclusion that Faria drew with her giving up. She was looking back at the two people bumping into each other in the camp with the look of giving up everything.

Setuna and Lux engage in a fierce battle in front of the Lion's Tail squad residence under the name of training. Whenever black spears and bitter swords staggered, fierce noises and light flashed, creating air as if it were the battlefield itself.

The Milius aren't the only ones watching how it goes. Many of the soldiers in the Gandia army seemed to be watching the two battles in solitary spit.

Some of the audience were scattered about Ein and his colleagues in the Dorca, the Legion Chiefs, as well as the noble women. As Legion Leader, you must want to stop training the two of you, but you couldn't seem to pinch your mouth either. Maybe he's afraid of hindsight.

Miliu seemed somehow proud that Setsuna was at the centre of these thousands of humans' attention. It's totally irrelevant to Miliu himself, but I think like I do.

Unexpectedly, the air changes.

"I should have been there many times. Your movements are too linear."

When Miliu's ears heard the advice, Lux's figure was diving beneath Setuna's rolling spear. Setuna was afraid to fight back and tried to turn herself around, but she couldn't possibly make it.

The patterned head of Lux's sword touches Setuna's lower abdomen. Miliu was prepared for Setuna's injury. At the same time, I am convinced once again that we should make him stop his mentor to Lux. There is no way a teacher can act on a man who would cause injury to the most important force of sickness. But.

"Huh...?

"... that?

Setuna, who looked ready for a severe pain, and Lux, who was sure of the victory and had a full look of superiority, showed confusion almost simultaneously.

When Lux drew his sword, he touched the patterned head and tilted his neck.

"That's crazy."

Setuna was Setuna, stroking the area where Gravestone's patterned head was supposed to have been stabbed, and looked suspicious.

That's when the Gandhian soldiers watching the game paved the way. One of them split into two pieces, and coming in from behind was a group of people with a different air than regular military personnel.

Most importantly, there were few military-like soldiers around Miliu. Faria, Cain and Ur were all military, and the mercenaries didn't have to. Even Dorka didn't look like a soldier.

Anyway.

"Totally... what are you doing with both injured people?"

A boy at the head of a group called out to Setuna and Lux.

An even body on a faceless face. It seemed as if it embodied the word appearance elegance, and it was not an exaggeration when it came to beautiful boys.

Quon = Kamiya. Sure, he should have been the leader of a mercenary regiment called The White Shield. And I also know Setuna. from before the coming of this world.

Miliu knows him well. Because he was on Setuna's side when he came to visit the unconscious Setuna.

In close proximity, the breathtaking appearance of even Miliu, who no longer has any interest other than Setuna, is hard to erase from memory. Because it's not irrelevant to Setuna, because it's huge.

He showed up with the crew, holding a shield. The pure white shield depicted a brilliant true circle and seemed to indicate that it was the opposite of the black and distorted chaos bringer.

Shield of Messiah. According to the story, it's an invincible shield. The dragon didn't attack at all, so I know how good it is.

The power defended Setuna.

Kuon walked over to the two of them, holding his shield. The shield, if you look closely, emits a pale light. It would be a sign that the ability of the shield is working.

"What were you going to do if you got hurt again?

"I wonder if I mourn the incompetence of my disciples"

Setuna seemed flattered by Lux's tone of mouth.

"Hine."

I guess Lux isn't even willing to take on Setsuna's thoughts or anything. Wiping the mud on Gravestone's full body with a cloth removed from his nostrils, he tucked it into his sheath lightly. Speaking of which, he fought with a long sheath on his back, but he seemed completely out of the way. I'm pretty sure he's a swordsman with great arms.

Setuna, sighing at the condition of such a master, sent back the black spear. When chaos blingers are wrapped in light, they become countless particles, scattered in the void, and disappear. He went back to the world he was meant to be.

Serious battles in the name of training are over.

Miliu was unconsciously rushing over to Setuna while he was relieved as well. I notice myself trying to run over alongside Faria. Although the first person to hug Setsuna was not Miliu or Faria, but the head of the boy army of the Setsuna believers.

"Dear Setuna, doesn't it hurt?

"Oh, yeah. Thanks to Quong."

Setuna couldn't just hide the color of her fatigue, though she smiled at Ayn, who jumped first. Some of them will no longer have the aid of black spears. A large amount of sweat spilled off my forehead.

"Doesn't look like a bully."

Miliu said, he has had an affectionate laugh over here. but faria hits the chase.

"I just woke up, but I couldn't do it."

"He's making me do too much. I knew you should have taught me."

"I'm worried I'll leave you to it."

"Why not?"

Miliu pointed her mouth, but understood that she was right. What do you teach Setuna? I have not fought in a well-behaved way enough to teach others.

Armed Summoning is the art of summoning. Though we pride ourselves on being more powerful than the crowd, what Setsuna is looking for does not seem to be a knowledge of armed summoning itself. If he wants, power to control black spears. What do you need to draw more strength now than ever? Is it technology? Is it skill? Is it the volume?

Anyway, that could be something Miliu can't teach. If I can teach you, you can tilt your whole body.

"I don't have a choice. If my master puts his sword at me, I'll have to respond."

"So if you get hurt, you don't have an ex or a kid."

"It's not like I'm gonna die."

"That's not the problem."

Setuna and Faria's rhetoric seemed to follow parallel lines. That's when I instantly enveloped myself in silence when I thought a twist had occurred from among the military men who were in the audience.

Seeing, the soldiers were paving the way and taking an upright immobility stance. It was a sight similar to when Ein jumped in, but more intense tension envelops the soldiers than then.

Miliu guessed.

"What the hell is all this noise?

As she imagined, it was their masters who made the military look strong. Leongando Ray-Gandia.

Gandia's young king's footsteps are light. It was inevitable that Setuna and the others would be surprised as the two sides panicked.

Four men, Setuna, Faria, Ein and Dorka, were awed to welcome Leongand. That was the same for the two mercenary commanders, and even Lux had a certain courtesy.

Only Miliu stands blurry and looks directly at the king's appearance. But I don't blame anyone. Maybe it's just not in my eyes. That makes me lonely.

but given her position, it can be taken for granted. One cannot afford the attitude of a prisoner.

"Just a little training with the teacher"

Setuna told him in such a way as to fear. Naturally, I'm not lying. Until I told you the facts, but as far as Miliu felt, I don't know about all that training.

(Thoroughly, right)

Of course, Miliu doesn't make tea. I didn't want to do anything to discredit Setuna in front of my lord. When I thought about it that way, I realized I was in awe of nature and laughed bitterly in my chest. I wasn't nervous about being in front of the king, but the assumption that one of my attitudes might change my appreciation of Setuna makes her look oddly strong.

"Training, huh? You're welcome to be strong as far as I'm concerned, but, hey, you're going to get sick. You can't do it, you can't get hurt."

"Ha..."

"You are my spear. It's this Gandhian spear. I want you to remember that in your liver. You're the only one who can make a hole in the enemy army."

Leongand laid his hand on Setuna's shoulder. Trust and anticipation for Setuna have emerged from its words and deeds.

Setsuna shook her shoulders like she was thrilled, but the look on her face didn't look like Miliu at that time.

That was just a little too bad.