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

The wind is ringing.

The taunting and abusive tones I hear every time I wrap my silphide feather around me didn't feel like I was getting louder every day.

(I know, that's not true)

Crushing with no one, Ruufa turned Silfed Feather into a wing. When the pure white wings unfold with their feathers scattered, they surround him so that the atmosphere turns upside down. When the wings slammed the atmosphere, the force of the wind surrounded Ruufa's entire body, causing it to rise into the air.

You want me to be helpless?

Throw it away in your chest and shake your head. You can't deny the facts to anything.

Unexpectedly, my voice rose from around me.

"Ah! It's Master Ruufa!

"Duh, where!?

"Master Ruufa!

"Huh?"

To the countless voices calling his own name, he turned into a strange face. Looking down, the audience of the parade looked up to Ruufa and raised their voices. People who seem to be in a state of excitement, like the parade's hot air cooling, don't seem to know why Ruufa is here.

Ruufa, for the security of the parade, had been swamped into the crowd district. Until then, the audience didn't notice, not only because they were forming on the roof of a two-story building, but also because one's interest was focused on the parade.

The parade is over. If there had been no incidents where harm would have been done to Leongand or Nage, there would have been no riots in the audience.

As planned.

The audience did not leave the scene immediately after the parade. There were girls who discussed their parade thoughts orally and spoke of their longing for marriage, as well as old men who were impressed by the happy appearance of Leongand and Nage. But I didn't even think those guys would pay attention to themselves, and Ruufa needed to figure out how to respond.

It is Setuna's job to attract public interest, Ruufa believes. The black spear Setuna is the face of The Lion's Tail and the symbol of the Gandhian army. I even hoped he would be the only one to hold onto it. I am the vice president of The Lion's Tail and should not stand out.

In fact, he doesn't think he's been noticeably active. Speaking of things you can be proud of, isn't it about destroying Zain? The destruction of the powerful enemy, the armed summoner of Dinobot Cave, must have been a laudable battle, but the fact that he had to leave the front as a result of that victory has become a great lump in him.

"You look like an angel..."

"Wow."

"Nice......!

It was strange because a number of voices reaching his ears relieved his tinnitus somewhat.

(I...)

After a long tour, Ruufa waved his hands small toward each one. Cheering, but not answering it, and wings flapping wide, he flew away from the roof and towards the royal palace.

"How's the end?

Rhine-Ansleus asked Zein-Maldeen after a carriage carrying Leongand and Nage left the Royal Palace.

Around there were many aristocrats who were very pleased to be able to attend the grand wedding that would have been in the history of Gandhia. Everyone and he were grinning and some were discussing whether to head to the end of the parade. Their excitement was swirling with enthusiasm, enough not to let them feel the winter cold or anything else. It's not just the Leongans who are excited about anything. Few non-factional nobles, military personnel as well as anti-Leongans were pleased with this wedding. Most importantly, the nature of the joy can be said to be the opposite of Leongans and anti-Leongans.

Such lines were also in a state of unprecedented excitement. A deeper and more vivid excitement is sweeping his consciousness than when he planned the assassination of Setuna-Kamiya and transferred it to execution.

Because everything is going exactly as he thinks it is.

"It's good. At least it doesn't look like our intentions are leaking."

"... I guess so. There's no Augusto anymore."

Rhine glanced around as he nodded to Zein-Maldeen's whisper. All the anti-Leonganese aristocrats who are like-minded to Rhine gather around him. Zein, Raphael-Crowe, Kild-Galain, Zamel-Megien - they were all brilliant people, so much so that even Leongand had to reuse them. It also means he was wielding power on Rhine's side because he was so talented.

He grabbed his fist as he headed to the end of the parade.

(Power……)

Since Gracia-Gandia, the Empress, fell into the hands of the Leongans, Rhine's power could have been said to have fallen to the ground. The courage declined exceptionally, as did the number of people attending the meetings he was holding on a regular basis. In contrast, Leongando's quest to become king of the great powers increased sharply, and voices in support of Leongando became overwhelming.

The anti-Leon Gandhi faction that once bisected Gandhia was becoming so much of a situation that it could be called a wind light.

It was a common perception of the anti-Leongans that both that and this was August-Sancian's fault. If Augusto hadn't existed, if Augusto hadn't existed, Gracia would have stayed in Rhine's hands, and nothing would have weakened the power of the Empress.

If Setuna's assassination had been successful and the Logner family was responsible for it, it would have been a devastating blow for the Leongans. That's not just a big blow either. It would also have been able to have a serious impact on the state operation of Leongand. But things rolled in unexpected directions as Augusto betrayed Rhine and the others and Setuna took his life.

Instead of losing his power, Leongand succeeded in raising his voice. What the Logner family gave to Leongands for the survival of the house, and Gracia's fall into the hands of the Leongands, led to an increase in saddle replacements for the Leongands. It must also have been significant for Augusto, once a queen, to hold power in the Leongands. If you rely on him, even those who were anti-Leongans can melt into Leongans - pale expectations accelerated the line-off of the aristocrats, who were originally opportunistic.

Still, Reins, as the head of the Ansleus family, can't admit the house is falling apart. I've spent as much time as I have today with a feeling of frustration. He has been in politics, hiding his hatred for Leongand.

Reins couldn't have lost to about Leongand if he had only his arms as a politician. Only one of them created a large faction called the Anti-Leongans. Without the help of anyone, Rhine-Ansleus was able to create all that power alone. I am certain that Leongand will not be able to do so.

With that certainty, he was trying to change reality. I started working out plans for a counterattack on Leongands from that day when the anti-Leongands were no longer Queens in fame. From that day when he was no longer even allowed to meet his beloved sister, he turned his hatred of Leongando into a willingness to kill.

The intent to kill grew stronger day by day, but did not even show fine dust in public. I know how to do that.

"It's over. Anything."

"Yes."

Zein nods in a whisper. Zein-Maldeen is one of those committed to this counter-attack plan. For him, who doesn't like that his real brother Zephyr is wielding power as a side of Leongands, only the anti-Leongands are the strongholds. In that regard, Raphael-Crowe is very similar. In his case, his real brother is the SS leader of Leongand.

Political rivalries with pro-brothers are common. It's something that has been repeated for a long time, and it can be more efficient to belong to another faction from the point of view of leaving your home. Most importantly, Zein and Raphael seemed to follow their emotions rather than to leave the house behind, and in that sense Reins liked them.

Rhine's actions are not so much about personal gain as about clearing up anger and hatred.

(You die in the happiness of marriage. Not bad)

Rhine, crushing in his chest, distorted the edge of his mouth.

The sky is clear.

It seemed to celebrate the exit of Leongand and Nage, and it seemed to celebrate the new beginning of Gandhia.