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

"You need me because I'm the summoner of the black spear chaos bringer. Nobody needs a god-arrow moment."

Setuna told him, not to mourn. It's just a statement of reality. No pity, no remorse. It's a historical fact. It's a reality that no one can deny or overshadow. Setuna is treasured in Gandhia and gets the favor of Leongando because she is a summoner of black spears. There is no other reason. If you stop being a summoner, he will be judged unnecessary as soon as possible. It would be possible to stay away from the battlefield, but then it would also be suspicious if we could have food to live.

This is a different world.

It's a world where neither Setuna's acquaintances nor friends existed. No stops, no help. I don't think I can live alone in a world like that. I have the power of others. I need help. But there would be no such thing as someone who could help a helpless child who renounced being a summoner.

Now more people can call themselves friends and acquaintances, and it's no longer inconvenient to live in this world. but neither that nor this, because he is an armed summoner belonging to Gandia. It is the result of being found by Leongand and fought out as his spear.

Isn't renouncing power synonymous with renouncing everything that's ever happened?

Doesn't that mean throwing away even the art of living?

"If you know that, why, get lost"

The voice, it sounds.

"Lost?"

'That's right. You're lost. Should I go back or should I just disappear and lose it? So I can't go back. I can't go home to the flesh. The power is under your control.'

"What..."

Setuna was puzzled. I don't understand the meaning of the words of the voice that resonates in the back of my brain. Power. What we have at the end of our deal with the Black Spear is an enormous amount of power beyond our control. Its power allowed it to break down dragon barriers, destroy the heart, and wipe out the dragon. And Setuna's consciousness was flown into the sky. The flesh was on earth, but only consciousness, was in the sky.

It drifted as if it dissolved in the void, watching the world.

"Most of the power has been fogged. Only a few powers remain. You think you can't even control that amount of power?

"Just a few..."

'That would be so. You ran out of everything to defeat that dragon. "

The Lord of the Voice, seemingly exhausted, is still not known to Setuna. If you've exhausted your powers, you can't stay conscious. It has been so far. I was unconscious every time I fought. That is simply because we have exhausted our mental power to use the power of black spears, and this time, we should have consumed more mental power than that. Then there is no wonder that consciousness has vanished, but the status quo is, it is not.

I am experiencing a phenomenon that is unlikely to be conceived other than the power of a black spear.

"Then what the hell is this..."

"It must be the aftertaste of power."

"Aftertaste..."

Setsuna was just stunned. I didn't even have a voice in the awesomeness of the black spear that would do all this with just the aftertaste. Considering you broke the invincible shield of the dragon, it's not surprising that you could do that, but nevertheless, with enough force to call it the aftertaste.

"If you decide to go back, I'll be right back."

"... Determined"

Are you ready to keep fighting?

Consciousness swings.

When I noticed, there was a big hole in front of me. My legs fluttered and I almost fell into the hole. Successfully stick the spear to the ground and manage to support your body. I exhaled. My body is heavy. Maybe it's because I'm feeling gravity for a long time. Until just now, Setuna's consciousness was in an area unrelated to gravity. Look up in the sky. The sky is already red. The sun is starting to set.

In its reddish sky, there is no dragon gigantic body, no light rambling. It's just empty. The wind is blowing, pushing the clouds away. There is no anomaly in the airspace of different worlds.

Return your gaze to the big hole in front of you.

A giant hole worn to the bottom of the earth would have been a necessary substitute for summoning the dragon's neck. It's like swallowing a whole lot of fort grounds. It's too big. If you accidentally fall, you will definitely die.

Is it because the water hasn't accumulated even after all that dust and sand was buried with the dragon's neck? More rainwater and so on than the dragon's neck disappeared, and it could even be a big lake.

I thought of that as a blur, maybe because I never thought this would be easy to get back into my body, or because my thought circuit isn't working because of fierce mental fatigue. I can see the power coming out of my whole body. There was a fear that if I lost my mind at all, I would fall into the hole like this.

Though I breathe slowly, I had pain just getting air in and out of my lungs. As if to move what he had left behind for a long time, he turned, behind him. I was feeling my gaze. The cold gaze contains only the intent to kill.

"You're done."

Setuna looked at it, fed up and twinkled. A luminous green object stares at us. The light emitter, if you look closely, looked like one. It also looks like the face of someone I know, but I'm not sure. Shake your head. I don't think someone I know will show up here. In the first place, when it comes to acquaintances in Setuna, they are Royal Palace officials or military or mercenaries in Gandia, and they do not know any light-emitters.

"Not yet......! It's not over yet!

Setuna was annoyed by the scream-stained scream. A familiar voice awakens a sleeping memory. My voice and appearance matched, and my name came up. Impact pierces Setuna's consciousness.

"Why are you coming out...!

"I must defeat you"

"Crude = Fable Naia!

"I have to discuss you."

"Why did you..."

"I must kill you!

He kicked the ground when he told me unilaterally that he didn't hear any of these words. He jumps at me for a leg. Leaps and speeds beyond human limits are the same as those of armed summoners. Crude's right hand holds a spear. Light Dragon Monk (This is how it is).

"Knock."

Setuna pulled the black spear off the ground to respond. In time, the moment is gone. The enemy is in front of you. A sharp poke grows.

"I'll have it back, my goddess!

"You must be the one who left it to me!

He takes the cut with his body, pushes it off and misses the end of the poke. The light emitter's face is approaching right in front of me. Distance from which the nose is likely to reach, is overstated, but close. The face remains the Crude-Fabruneia I saw that night in the woods. Only from the Pendragon clan, he had an aristocratic face, but his expression is now distorted by anger.

I know what you're angry about from what he said. Must be about Miliu. The person Crude calls a goddess is unthinkable but Miliu-Lebien. Otherwise, there's no reason to hit Setuna with anger. No, even that's irrational.

Setuna stepped in and stuck the cutting edge of the spear into the other person's neck. But I'm not responding. The light emitter breaks down into countless particles and flows through Setuna's vision. I know what the light dragon monk is capable of by listening. The ability of the user to disable any attack by changing to light.

"Not even you, not even you...!

The voice was heard from near the left ear. Turn around and knock in the slaughter of the black spear.

"I don't care if I'm not here!

Setuna's blow, once again, cut the sky. When I wonder if the particles of light were scattered in the void in front of me, I construct a human form over the great hole. However, the reconstructed Crude-Fabruneia appearance was very different from earlier. Setsuna was breathtaking in the transformation of Ao. My hair is falling off, my cheeks are thin, and my orbit is falling off. Only his eyes sparkle with glitter. No, it's not just the eyes that shine. It's the light that makes up the crude.

A demonic, burning green light.

Seeing Crude put up a light dragon monk, Setuna set up a spear. This attack will definitely be deactivated first. but when disabling enemy attacks, the Light Dragon Monk also has the disadvantage of not being able to attack. There is no way to be a single offense. This means that if Setuna attacks to fold, she won't be attacked by Crude.

"Setsuna Zenon-Kamiya... even you -"

Suddenly, Setuna was taken aback to see Crude's appearance begin to break down in the air. I had no idea what had happened. Speaking of figuring it out, all of a sudden, Crude showed up, wondering if he was attacking me, only that he started to disappear.

Light-emitters become countless particles of light, scattered in the void, dissolved in the atmosphere and disappear. It also extinguishes all sentiments such as the killing, hostility, anger and pity that Crude was emitting. Everything disappeared and only Setuna was left on the spot.

"What the hell..."

Setuna was struck by a tremendous sense of incarceration, even as she was relieved of the tension of the battle. Pushing more and more was an emotion that was neither angry nor nasty about irrationality.

"That was kind of a disaster."

"... oh"

Looking back, I was looking at this one with a face like Quon was in trouble.

The face of the boy in the sunset was always brilliant.