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

Miliu looked out for the dragon again, from behind Faria. From the white and black wings, rain of bright light is pouring down. It's nothing more than the rain of destruction. The sea of trees around the dragon will no longer retain the prototype.

I don't even remember the scenery around Vlidia.

(Everything faded...... because of you)

In the darkness of Dinobot Cave, Miliu had also asked Orian for salvation. I believed that a kind father would rescue me immediately. I thought from the bottom of my heart that I would not give in to Marcias' atrocities either.

But her loving father laughed like a demon and told her like a reaper.

'If you want salvation, you should die right now. If you don't want to die, kill the enemy. That way, one day you might be able to worship the sunshine.'

His father's cold cut eyes were directed at experimental animals. That, at least, was not the gaze poured on his beloved daughter.

Miliu despaired and hated his father. In my days without salvation, I let him only solicit the will to kill my father. Kill Orian-Lebien. Otherwise, I won't be saved. No, I didn't want to save myself. I just want to clear my grudges. It's just the destination of crazy emotions.

It couldn't even work, like reason.

Everything broke in that hell.

"Hey, Miliu, it's painful"

"... Huh?

Miliu was annoyed by Faria's painful voice. Grasp your current situation along with the feeling of being drawn back from your dreams to reality. In the middle of a herd of human horses, the view in sight flows rapidly. I remembered that I was on a horse, and I heard another complaint right in front of me.

"I don't know if you're afraid, but you're overpowering!

"Oh, uh, oh, I'm sorry. Just think about it."

Miliu panicked, realizing he was holding Faria's hips hard. Too loose also risked settling horses, it was about aggressiveness, and I couldn't make an immediate decision about how much power to dampen.

Miliu's arm devoured her hips because the armor provided by Miliu was defenseless around her waist. On top of that, Miliu asked her for skin exposure. It was to support Setuna on mission.

During his appearance, Setuna looked pleased to see Faria in that outfit. Miloo's plan hit. Faria hated it so much initially, and I didn't ask if Milu would have done it, but as far as Setuna's reaction was concerned, it must have been no good in Milu.

Setsuna hasn't forgiven Miliu yet.

Because I can see that, Miliu pushed Faria for the kind of role he was supposed to do. It's bad for Faria, but I still wanted to support Setuna by doing so. What he was given was a harsh task. Though Quon-Camilla will accompany him, it should be significant that Faria, who would be the spiritual support, is not on his side.

I need something to support his heart.

I need something to make me want to come back alive.

It doesn't seem strange to me that it leads to Faria's current outfit.

"Thinking?"

"Yeah. I wasn't scared of anything."

Miliu snapped as he weakened his arm. Falia's beautiful hips seemed to break even if Miliu couldn't help it, but they were also easily broken, in fact. She is a trained armed summoner, even if she can't say enough about Miliu. Armed summoners are muscle armor wrappers.

(I'm not afraid to fall)

It wasn't an excuse, it was a feeling.

It's not bad to fall and die trampled by a subsequent military horse. I'm sure it hurts. But you may die without time to get around the pain. It's like a torrent of momentum. You can't stop a march just because one of the prisoners has fallen. Definitely, die. That's good too.

So much so that she wasn't afraid of death right now. Rather, it was enough to agree with Orian that death was salvation. I don't want to die, but I want to live.

(Live, what can you do? Live and do what? I lost everything)

When he lost to the Gandhian army and lost only two of his companions, Crude-Fabruneia and Zayn-Vlidia, Miliu became lonely all his life.

Not because he was imprisoned by the Gandhian army.

Even if Gandia's army hadn't captured me and I was safely able to return to Zalwarn, there couldn't have been a place for her or anything. There's not a single thing I can call my people. Those who saw hell together are dead. Milius and the others have killed him. Only a few survivors of the Dinobot Cave are the Milius, the Ginarvi who saw the day ahead. Loneliness must be waiting.

No, I might have got a place. An armed summoner from Dinobot Cave, just a place as a survivor, could have been made. Except there won't be anything like what she wants there. Anything like warmth or tranquility.

(Warm or tranquil…)

Miliu laughed mockingly. Since when have you been looking for something like that? Since when, have you been that weak?

When I was at the bottom of the darkness, what Miliu asked for was light. I wanted to get out on the ground and get some sunlight. That was just it. That should have been all. There was a desire to retaliate, but it was second to none.

That day, in the light of the sun, she trembled at the feeling that colour had returned to the world. It's even touching. I wanted to scream, "This is the ground, I'm alive."

But I survived hell and got nothing.

The companions who were supposed to have gained lost it in the war, and Miliu, once again, became alone. Trying to make up for her loneliness, she snorted at Setuna. I was able to cling to Setuna because I touched his memory. Because I touched it.

(That's right. It's all your fault)

Every time, I don't know what to say. But there was nothing else to say. I can't think of any other reason. Why have you become the kind of person you want warmth for? Why have you become the kind of person you want peace with?

Because I touched his memory, knew his entity, exchanged words with him, and touched his flesh.

I allowed myself to be distracted by a seemingly unparalleled boy named Setsuna Zenon-Kamiya. It opened my mind. I had a dream. I dreamed of the future I would walk with him.

(Setuna idiot. What will you do if your resolve is dull))

Far ahead, she loosened her cheeks as she depicted behind her brain a boy who would be fighting a dragon.

It's not hard to imagine a boy with a black spear in his hand. It's burning to the retina when we first fought.

Who you should have been able to kill, who you couldn't kill. That's not just Miliu. Even from Setuna, it was. He could have killed Miliu. But Setuna kept Miliu alive and captivated his heart. I don't suppose it was his intention.

My chest rings. Sounds comfortable. Sweet, dull tone. Sounds like I've never even heard before in my life.

So, I guess.

Miliu put his mouth close to Faria's ear and whispered.

"Hey, Faria."

"What?"

"Me, I like Setsuna."

"... yeah"

Miliu panicked when he saw Faria nodded coldly. The only thing I want to tell you is how I feel about him.

"I like Faria, too. Love it. Good to see you both. Really."

"What's wrong with you? Suddenly, what is it?

"If you don't tell them now, they're not going to be able to tell you. So yeah."

"Why? When the battle is over, you can always tell them, right? Besides, if you have feelings for Setsuna, you have to tell him."

Faria, naturally, has gone, but Miliu turned her face bright red to her words.

(You can't do that)

I'm sure you'll want to die of embarrassment. That, too, is the moment I thought about it at all to tell you.

It's Faria, so I can say it. You can reveal everything if you want to be Faria. Seems that way, it's all Setuna's fault. In Setuna's memory, the presence of Faria was so great that Miliu would also be reassured against Faria.

Since the reflux phenomenon, Miliu may have been losing sight of something called himself. At the moment of reflux, the boundary between my memory and Setuna's became blurred. The after-effects remain. And the sequelae never seemed to disappear. No, even if the sequelae disappear, Miliu's thoughts won't disappear now.

"When the battle is over..."

Try to rebut Faria's words, and speak.

"With the victory of the Gandhian army, if this war is over, everything will work out."

"That's a catchy way of saying it."

"You can't let Gandhia destroy Zalwarn and that's how it ends."

Fine, but Miliu realized he didn't know what he wanted anymore. I've already put the feelings I want to convey into words, and if I add any more words, my thoughts will just be decorated cheaply.

"Right. But that's none of our business. At least, all the Lion's Tail requires is battle results. Just the results."

And if Setuna can silence Vlidia's dragon, the demanding effect will be met. So much so that the previous battles have been too successful. It's a waste.

Young people like Setuna, Faria and Ruufa must be looking forward to the Argument Award. A glorious future must await.

Miliu laughed coldly as he found his place in that glorious world. There can't even be a place for prisoners there. If Zalwarn disappears after the war, she may also be released from her status as a prisoner. But in the first place, can we show Miliu the post-war landscape?

"Right. It had nothing to do with you guys. Forget it."

"Miliu?

Miliu responded with a full smile against Faria, who looked back at this one with a suspicious face.

"Come on, Setsuna's battlefield is just around the corner. Give him some backup."

"What are you talking about?"

Maybe Faria made me seem oddly shy because she remembered her outfit.