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

Beyond the night, as we approached the morning, a dragon's neck peered into the sight we looked up. A dragon's neck was seen in the narrow leaves that filled his vision. Hundreds of metres of giants could not even be seen from the camp. But the closer we get, the more we recognise its immensity, and the more flashy it becomes. You said you fought that giant existence once.

"It looks the same, what is it?

"Oh, you're the same. So many different colors."

"Besides, it's the same thing."

Quon looked over his head. Setuna also knew about the dragon's abilities, but for once, Ein also explained them. The ability to mimic a summoning weapon is similar to Sir Phantom Dragon, Miliu's summoning weapon. The fact was that it was mentioned by Miliu and that it might also have some connection to the circumstances in which she could not summon Sir Phantom Dragon.

(Sir Phantom Dragon...?)

The black spear, replicated by the dragon mirror, overwhelmed Setuna with what Miliu had in his hands. The difference in skill as an armed summoner, the difference in strength, and Setuna's dying is new to memory.

The dragon, when it came to it, transformed itself into a black dragon that appeared in Setuna's dream. Maybe that's just what you call a imitation of the power of a black spear. And I had to admit that the black dragon was identical to the black spear. It became clear that it was not Setuna's delusion.

My shield was imitated.

"That's why you pulled it off."

"Yeah, 'cause you're not gonna win."

Quon has gone unprecedented, but that should be nothing more than a manifestation of confidence. Because of his absolute confidence in the ability of the Shield of Messiah, he gave up fighting dragons who imitated his abilities and led to the choice of retreat. Regardless of his complacency, Setsuna will have to be apprenticed as well.

Setsuna fought willingly and was wounded as a result. This is ridiculous. If I had lost my life, what would have happened? It's just horrible to think about.

Nevertheless, I couldn't help but think about the possibilities. Now we must do something about the enemy in front of us.

"Well, I don't know what will happen this time"

Kuon's mouth was light. Setsuna frowned, continuing to manipulate the military horses throughout the night, to such a brainy mouthfeel that she thought she might have gone crazy.

"Sounds like fun"

"I guess so."

"Something looks easy"

"Because I have you."

"Uh, I'm the one fighting."

"That sort of thing"

Kuon smiled looking back at this one for just a moment. Immediately turn to the path and follow the reins. The horse had listened very carefully to him. It's like we've been acting together for a long time. Wrap our tongues around each other's breath.

Horses sicken as they slip through the turbulent trees. Avoid, jump over, and advance without grass and tree obstructions. If the road narrowed, we had to slow down, but we were still getting closer to where the dragon was than expected. It must be thanks to Kuon's horseback riding skills and the leg strength of a trained military horse.

"But you can rest assured when it comes to protection. As long as I'm here, I won't let anything hurt you."

"Oh, if you leave it to the invincible mercenary regiment leader, everything will be fine."

"If so, Captain Lion's Tail would like you to eliminate the monster."

I'll take care of it.

Setsuna also rode Kuon's light mouth. Then I felt lighter. He laughed at the edge of his mouth, feeling that something was clear like the one he had been moaning in the back of his consciousness earlier. It was a strange feeling. Maybe this is what mood refreshes me.

The strange obsession with Quon, the obsession had disappeared.

"So, what do we do? Though I'd love to knock you in with a pre-emptive blow."

"Right."

Setuna looked up overhead. Beyond the green leaves that fill my vision, I see the neck of the dragon. The neck of the dragon, so great as to stab it in heaven, is just thick and covered in a thick outer skin that the slaughter or poking of a black spear may not be painful.

If you're going for it, head.

Chaos Bringer once pierces the eyebrow between the dragons.

But the head of the dragon, the closer it gets, the invisible it becomes. It is no mistake to say that the head, supported by a long neck, is floating above. Looking down upon the earth from heaven. I don't know how much the dragon's vision is, but it should at least be considered as having a wider view and superior vision than the Setunas. Otherwise, it's hard to fight with so many giants.

All the more so if there is a subpoena and a near-quality presence.

The Summoning Army extends the human abilities and sensations in hand, but the Dragon must itself be enlarged if it is homogeneous to the Summoning Army.

Is the dragon sensing this presence or not? If you're sensing it, you can't be attacking me. Because there's no reason for a dragon to keep this one swimming. With that in mind, can I assume that the behaviour of the Setunas is not grasped? No, I can't relieve you. It can't even be read by Setuna, such as the thought of a dragon.

"If I could see your head, I'd have a good hand."

Setuna told him and put his right hand away from Quon's shoulder. Grab the palm of your hand and open it. Though I had been grabbing Kuon's shoulder for a long time, there was no deviation in my senses. Crush.

"Armed Summoning"

That's all, Setuna's armed subpoena was activated. When I wonder if my whole body has been wrapped in light, the light converges in my right hand. A muscle of light increases weight and degenerates shape. When the light went out, a pitch-black spear was appearing. Black Spear Things Chaos Blinger has a disastrous shape whenever he sees it, but that's why it was also reliable.

"Then let's go somewhere a little more open"

Kuon manipulated the horse and rounded the horse's head.

In the darkness of the woods, I could see the light ahead. The enormous amount of light that pours down to tear the darkness apart is nothing but sunlight. In the woods, there seemed to be only no trees growing there. This means that no branch leaves exist that cover the head like a ceiling.

"I wonder if you can see it from there."

"Oh."

Setuna nodded, leaving the rest to Quong and the military horse. You need to be prepared to beat in a preemptive blow, like Quon said. There was no shield around the dragon.

The fort of the Pentagon was built in an open place in the sea of trees covering the dragon palace, and it was only natural that nothing was around the dragon that emerged by trying to swallow that fort. You need to jump out of this shade to get close to the roots of your neck.

That means letting the dragons know we exist, and there's also the possibility that this one will be intercepted sooner than it attacks. Of course, this one has an iron wall guard. I have nothing to fear.

Determining a pre-emptive blow means frustrating the dragon's nose. I should have used any hand to call this one a winner.

You have to win.

'Do you mind? Dear Setuna'

We must defeat the dragon and decide on the victory of the Gandian army.

"You don't have to defeat the dragon."

Ain's voice floated behind his brain and disappeared.

Whether his accomplishments as an op-planner in Bahandar's domination and the destruction of the Miliu army were bought, he also seemed to be at a glance at Leongand.

Neither that nor this because Setsuna worked, I don't think so. Without Ein's operation, Bahandar could have made a frontal breakthrough and caused a lot of damage, and the aftermath of clashes between armed summoners could have rippled across the entire army in the fight against the Milius.

We were able to minimize damage to the western march because of the presence of Ayn-Rajar.

Setsuna knows about that, too.