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

Leongand, for a moment, did not know what had happened.

There were too many things to be confused about, not that. The same is true of the fact that Mirelbas-Ryburn, the national lord of Zalwarn, has been single and has attacked the main force, but the raging of light swirling on the battlefield was also known in a prior report.

Though I didn't know that Mirell Bus was single, had enough force to break through the defensive net, etc., I am not confused by the reality that is happening. It's unusual not to have to think calmly, but if he's using a subpoena, it's not an unthinkable story. Summoning weapons, however slight they may be, are not comparable to normal weapons. Of course, dealing with a subpoena weapon is not easy. Even Setuna is struggling with the reign of black spears. It must be difficult for a person to manipulate a subpoena.

What Mirelbus was holding was a seemingly unchanging machete, but I couldn't say enough that it wasn't a subpoena weapon. Not only did he cleave his soldiers with a flash of a machete, but his empty mouth didn't block him when he outsmarted Aryan's attack. Mirrelbus, no doubt, was watching out for Aryan attacks.

As a result, one more step was allowed to approach.

A man of full creativity and ghostly shapes is approaching.

Although Leongand cooled his liver, if he thought about it now, the slaughter of Mirelbus would never reach him. Currently, the distance between Leongand and Mirelbus is wide open. Because Arya moved Leongand's body backwards. Arya shows herself between Leongand and Mirelbus. Countless steel wires stretched out of her drooping hands build intricate and strange junctions all around her.

Even if this did not happen, Mirell Bus could not reach Leongand.

(What happened?

He watched as Mirelbus' body collapsed in silence filled with the main force. It just reminds me of his impatient face, which has taken me one step further, and I feel chilly. An expression of readiness that only those who have forsaken their obsession with raw can have. Death, wasn't it itself?

But before the blade of death reached Leongand, another death pierced the Mirel bus. Light. Light and homogeneous light, which had been buzzing the battlefield for some time, suddenly appeared in Leongand's sight, forming one form. It would be a gift of memory to find out that was Melisol's fierce general, Gray-Barzelg.

The light that became Grey-Barzelg's figure flashed the spear and pierced Mirelbus' back. The spear pierced Mirelbus' body brilliantly and Mirelbus' machete cut the sky.

"I rewarded you."

During the time that Grey-Barzelg's voice was heard, as if he had been daydreaming, the figure of the fierce general melted into the void and disappeared. But the fact that it wasn't a dream or an illusion was obvious if you look at Mirell Bus.

Mirrelbus, pierced through his chest from his back, was in exactly what could be called a dying state. Although the spear disappeared with Gray-Barzelg, no, that's why we can't even stop the bleeding. Blood runoff is the same as life runs out. If you run out of flow, your life will end. He dies.

"Ha... ha"

Hearing Mirrelbus laugh dry, Leongand realised he had returned to reality. Breathe and wipe the sweat off your forehead. A glimpse behind you will make sure Nage and the others are safe. The princess and the samurai, who tried to be walls to protect Leongand, had also been retreated back by Aryan steel wires. They also had expressions that made it difficult to understand what had happened.

That would be a common perception of everyone in the main force.

What happened?

All I can say is that something happened while I was watching. Although Mirell Bus' main offensive was successful, he could not kill Leongand. A suddenly emerged light gained an entity for some reason, poking a deadly blow at Mirelbus. His body collapses, no less a bug breath.

Leongando isn't the only one who's stunned. Both Zephyr and Barrett show Laxas the faces of confusion to knights like Michelle, even Arya.

That's all that happened.

Leongand, exhaling small, tried to walk over to Mirell Bus. Arya comes out with a warning with her gaze, but he steps into the thread junction to ignore it. Aryan yarn unravels the perfect barrier as it damages the leongands,

Touching Aryan's shoulder on the road to Mirell Bus, she disappeared silently as she wandered into labor. Of course, it didn't really disappear. I just disappeared from the Leongands' perception. You don't have to be anxious just because it disappeared. You must be watching over me as usual.

Mirell bus, which was crashing forward and forward, just looks this way. Its eyes have power. Exquisite. Very, it wasn't the eye a dying person would have. For a moment, under barometric pressure, Leongand immediately resumed walking, although he stopped his leg. I couldn't lose my eyesight.

Coming closer, Mirrelbus rolled his body, largely. It was probably easier to lean back than to lie down depressed. Dying serious injuries. I don't do things that make me feel better.

The machete, who would have sucked many lives, is out of his hands. I was rolling into a position that I couldn't reach. Perhaps Arya did. She's always been a guide to Leongando.

"Wow, I just... lost,"

Mirelbus has been spinning words to squeeze away. You have difficulty even speaking out, but only your eyes are glittering. I'm about to miss my chance, that's the way I see it. I guess we shouldn't be near such an opponent, but Leongand was driven by the sense of mission that we had to see Mirelbus die. The king of a land that can be considered a long-standing enemy dies. I was obliged to burn the sunset in this eye. Cutting it off was easy when it was a crappy sentiment. That's right. That's what the cold will inside Leongand whispers that we should do. But anyone can watch him die from afar. That's what I don't care if it's our defensive unit. But the only thing that can nurse the end of Mirelbas-Ryburn at close range is that people in this formation can do it. Then Leongand must exchange it.

Decades. No, hundreds of years.

The long-standing struggle between Gandhia and Zalwarn is also finally coming to an end. Decorating that last must be the death of one king or another. And now, the curtain is about to be drawn by the death of Mirelbas-Ryburn, the king of Zalwarn.

"That's right. Your loss. Mirelbas-Ryburn"

Though Leongand told him so, he wasn't going to be proud of his win. There can't be any sense of victory. It wasn't him that fought. There was a side that worked as his limbs, there was a grand general, there were generals, there were legions, there were soldiers. There was support from the three Alliance countries, and there were mercenaries. It's okay to say there's nothing like what he did.

If there is one thing, it's that I've made the decision to stop the war. At that time, Leongand was compelled to make a decision when the workmanship of Nares-Ragnahorn became brighter and the figure was found to have been restrained. The only way to avoid wasting five years of nares' internal work was to attack Zalwarn immediately. Otherwise, Nares' craftsmanship will be wasted. Cius Cloud's last plot ends for no reason. The death of the Lerga brothers also becomes pointless. There was only one path to choose from.

Even if it wasn't Leongando, we would have stepped through the war.

In that sense, Leongand can be said to have done nothing, or to have just done what needs to be done.

Leongand told him quietly.

"The battle is over. By your death, the curtain descends."

According to the report, the war situation was also dominant here, and the victory throughout was current. Gandhia was close to bringing Zalwarn down. In doing so, allowing Mirell Bus to reach its headquarters is something that should not have happened. Equals defeat. Same thing with the blade stuck to his throat.

Regardless, it's far from defeat than Leongand is safe, but the emotions close to it were swirling in his chest. I feel defeated.

By contrast, Mirell Bass didn't admit to losing.