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

Through the underground passage of the Temple of Xuanlong in the Heavenly Wheel Palace, you will reach a government-related facility near the North Gate of the Dragon Mansion. If you followed the labyrinthine passageway strewn beneath the dragon palace, you could have exited anywhere in the dragon palace, but given that the Gandia army would have come in through the south gate, you must have been right to exit near the north gate. In that sense, she wasn't lying. Of course, when I leave the facility, there are no carriages available.

Mirell Bus, who was thinking of dying, could not have prepared a means of escape from the Dragon House. It's the same even if it's about Orian. Orian and I had no plans to escape the Dragon House. Everything is very different from what I planned.

Being killed by Miliu was the ultimate end of the line.

I had to be killed.

Decorating the end of a long, long life should have been the murder by Miliu. I've piled it up for that. I've built it up for that. Just for that, I raised her and created her into a vicious weapon of killing. I designed her to want to kill, no matter how I scratched her feet, so that her hatred would be directed at me, so that her intent to kill would be poured on me.

But his prospects were never reached.

Betrayed by the work he had created over a decade, he thought it wasn't bad either, although it turned out to taste a lot of loss. It was a strange emotion. It was a really weird, inexplicable emotion.

(Does this mean it's out of hand?)

He went for the North Gate with that in mind. The Gandian army's hand of entering the Dragon Mansion had not turned to the North Gate. Although it took some time to get the gatekeeper to open the gate, there were no other problems. With the power of Orian-Lebaen, it's extremely easy. Most importantly, at a time when the Dragon House is controlled by Gandhia, it must be his power and other things that disappear with dew.

The gatekeeper at the North Gate apparently hadn't gotten accurate information yet, and there are verses in which he thought Orian's passage was also a form of military action. It was his own words and deeds that made him think that.

Leaving the dragon palace from the slightly open North Gate, the vast flatlands of the dragon field were stretched out. Naturally, there is no appearance of Gandhian troops. It was on the south side of the dragon field that the Gandhian army deployed. It was a Gandian army that overwhelmed the Zalwarn army in numbers, but not enough to besiege the Dragon House.

"Well, where shall we go"

When Orian snapped, he looked back behind him. He wasn't alone. As we went down the underground aisle, we had an unexpected reunion with one man. It's Crude-Fabruneia. I wasn't sure why he was in the underground aisle, which was supposed to have been a guardian dragon manipulator, but I didn't even think he'd get an answer back when I asked him. Crude, who had changed due to the side effects of resuscitation drugs, seemed to not even know what he was.

I brought him here out of nothing mercy. You could have left it in the underground aisle. He would have died many times in an underground labyrinth, lived again and again, and one day could have reached the ground. No, it would have been secured by Gandia's hands before that. I wanted to avoid that. He studied a crude that wouldn't die if he died and feared that the secret to resuscitation drugs would be solved. Interpretation, resuscitation drugs were incomplete. What happens if something like that spreads?

The world can end in hell.

(Though that might be interesting)

As a researcher, it's a delightful world.

It could be something else.

How many resuscitation pills have you sprinkled for the battle of the dragon warriors?

More than five hundred soldiers became immortals and traveled on the battlefield. Almost all of that seems to have been decapitated and rendered impossible to resuscitate, but some of them may not have been killed. It wasn't like there was any chance it could be figured out from there.

Just because it's been clarified, it's not something that can be achieved.

"Where...?

Crude crumbles against these words. He is dressed in a pitch-black armor to hide its creepy appearance. The alien armor enclosing his whole body was what Orian summoned for him. Of course, the contractor decides that Crude-Fabruneia. In other words, Orian's mental depletion is only at the time of summons, and later summons maintenance costs will be supplied by Crude. It's convenient, but it's also so advanced.

"I don't..."

Orian looked north again. There are two streets north of Ryufu. One is the street to the northwest leading to Fort Ryburn. One is the northeast street leading to Fort Revien. Both fortifications were extinguished as catalysts for the Guardian Dragon summons, but the streets were not crushed.

If we follow the streets to Fort Ryburn, it will eventually reach Abad. Speaking of Abard, we should have been sending out troops disputed by the extent of the war against Gandhia, but we haven't figured out what happened to it. Have you been debated by the Guardian Dragon, or have you been afraid of the emergence of the Guardian Dragon and retreated? In this situation, it was difficult for Crude to extract information about the Abad army. Besides, that's not what the Abad Army found out.

What you should think about is how you shake yourself.

Wherever you go, you can live. Orian-Lebaen is an unaccompanied armed summoner and a forensic savvy. There will be numerous countries that want as much talent and strength as he does. Even if it's not as good as Zalwarn's, there's no question you'll get a lot of treatment. Whether you belong to a country or not, you are confident that you will live. You won't have trouble eating just exorcising the Imperial Devil, and that's not a bad way to live. but in that way of life, it would take too long even if he could serve his purpose.

He looked back again and again behind him as he walked down the street to see how Crude was doing. He's lost a lot of things. It's the price of an infinite number of lives. No, that's not all. It also affects the fact that he has become a guardian dragon operator. Manipulating five dragons summoned from different worlds by pseudo-summoning magic was the same thing: withstanding a great deal of mental load.

Ordinary humans were foolish, and it took infinite vitality from resuscitation drugs to overcome an overload that even armed summoners could not bear. But that doesn't mean I can't stand it either. By resurrecting him even when he died, he was only deceiving the load. If you look at the current cruise, you'll see. He has even destroyed his personality by excessive spiritual inability. No longer, the same person named Crude-Fabruneia is dead.

He is dead while he lives, alive while he dies.

That's what I'm taking him for. I can't do it in a normal country like Abard.

Then it was the streets stretching northeast. When the street leads to Fort Revien, it shows some branches from there. One was the road to Abad, a neighbor to the north, just like Ryburn, and one was the street to Fort Ryburn and further to Fabruneia. There are further streets connected to Malwales, but there is no point in heading to a city dominated by Gandia. There was no reason for Mirelbus to descend into hostile Gandhia.

But if we followed that street, along the way, the road to Kruselk should have opened. It is unlikely that it has been sealed off by the Gandhian army at all costs, but unlikely.

Kruselk.

It is a country that has grown rapidly since the seizure of the throne by the Demon King. There were rumors that he was using the Imperial Devil, and Orian planned an infiltration into Kruselk to ascertain the reality, but it was rejected by Mirelbus. Mirelbus's idea that Orian cannot be released out of the country until Zalwarn's internal affairs have stabilized was correct in a way, but as a result there is no doubt that dealing with Kruselk has turned to the rear. Though I never saw Gandia invade sooner than Kruselk planned to invade Zalwarn.

I was interested to see who the Demon King was who ruled Kruselk and instantly grew into a mighty nation shouldering Zalwarn. All I knew was the name Yubel and rumors that he looked like a young man in his twenties. There are stories about being able to follow the Imperial Devil of Beauty, but he doesn't leave the rumor area.

Kruselk had no diplomacy with other countries and could say that he was almost in a clandestine state. It is also the case that Mirelbus opposed Orian's infiltration plan. That was also what I didn't have to worry about the border blockade by Gandia. It's a good situation to say that Kruselk himself is blocking the border. There is no need for the Gandhian side to bother breaking soldiers. Soldiers may be stationed near Malware, but there will be no problem if we do not approach Malware.

"That's why"

Though Orian explained carefully, he didn't think Crude understood. It's hard to even think of being engraved in memory. It's like being alone.

Eventually, the night came.

We continue northeast through the night of the dragon dragon, and by the time we reach the sea of trees, we stay up late. Though there were countless stars and moons glistening in heaven, the depth of darkness in the tree sea never changed. It's all about going down a well-kept street. I don't get lost, but I don't know what's in the woods at night. It's not like there's any chance that the Imperial Devil will emerge. Although there is no Imperial Demon's Nest near the Dragon House, the Imperial Demon sometimes comes out on expeditions. If you encounter it, it will be a fight, but there is no problem in that regard. Crude always wears a subpoena. As long as he fights for me, Orian doesn't need to do anything.

(As long as you fight for me, yeah)

Orian looked into the eyes of a light-emitting crude in the darkness and snapped. It's not the eyes of the crude that are emitting light, it's the part that hits the eyes of the helmet. The armor covering his entire body completely hid his eyes as well. As a result, it was Orian's feeling that his appearance had borne fruit with the alien monster, but would be better than his original appearance.

Unexpectedly, Crude came out in front of Orian and controlled his advance with his hands.

"The Imperial Devil?

"... None"

"Hmm?"

"Wow, from... no"

In response to Crude's traceable reply, Orian thought of a resuscitation medication deficiency. It was an incomplete substitute. Both resuscitation drugs and hero drugs that have been created by collecting excerpts from foreign laws are too costly. Resuscitation pills that resuscitate even when they die are those that lose their humanity because of it, hero pills that gain the power of hero extravaganza temporarily end their lives with the end of their potency time.

You need to pay the price to get something.

Though it is the logic of the world.

Orian did not defy Crude's restraint. All the landscapes of the forest looked the same in the darkness, even though they let their gaze round their surroundings. Though I thought I should have carried the magic crystal lamp, I didn't have to.

"Hmm..."

It smelled strange. The odor causing discomfort to humans could be described as a sign peculiar to the Imperial Demon. Multiple footsteps are heard and the flying killer makes Orian's entire nerve daunt. In the darkness of the forest, countless light points emerged. Red light. Eye of the Imperial Devil.

"The Imperial Devil."

Orian thought of the procedure, but stopped. Crude reacted unconsciously. Orian thought it would be a pleasure to leave it to him.

The road width of the streets made in the woods is not narrow. It may be a little inconvenient for the military to march, but it was a fine width in its normal range of use. Both sides of the road are in the middle of the woods, lined with countless trees, with grasshoppers. The wind is calm but starting to cool down. The cold wind was carrying a strange odor. Monsters from different worlds are at the root of the odor.

And, Orian was uncomfortable that the Imperial Demons never attacked him. Speaking of Imperial Demons, it was the market that attacked us without sight when we found humans. I never heard of any exceptions.

From the end of the street, I can see someone approaching me. It was not the Imperial Demon from footsteps. Humans. There can be no such thing as a group of Imperial Demons and people who act together. No, I have only one idea.

The Demon King.

"I didn't expect to see one of you out here at this hour. Coincidence or inevitability."

In the darkness, the transcendent voice had style, although the other person was invisible.

"Which one of you?

"If you ask for a name, shouldn't you name it first"

"... Hmm, that's okay too. I am Olias-Leviath. An armed summoner."

He, at that time, abandoned the tentative name Orian-Lebaen. Leave Zalwarn. It was only natural to abandon one's name. It wasn't a shame. It was a name I used for decades, and it was memorable, but I had to throw it away. Otherwise, you could end up tied to Zalwarn. That is a stupid thing to do.

"Nice to meet you, Orias. I'm Yubel. It's a demon king."

When the man told him, he roared so that the monsters around him could stand.

It was as if the tree sea itself was roaring.