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

"Heh, I was just getting bored. I don't know about the Imperial Devil, but I'll deal with him!

"Princess, what are you thinking!?

"That's why you're sprinkling into the emperor's exorcism!

When Sheila raised her right hand, one of the samurai offered her axe spear. What belongs to Sheila's samurai is basically martial arts savvy, and heavy weapons can be handled lightly as well. Of course, some samurai were more muscular than Sheila, and some fierce warriors. Wellis was also a user of swordsmanship, but had little experience in action and could not be counted as a force of war.

"How many times have I told you not to imitate me like that...!

"I don't know. Because I'm me. The Beast Princess is only interested in breaking out on the battlefield."

When I took the axe spear in my hand, the feel of the pattern was familiar to my hand. It's my favorite weapon. It was natural to get used to it. He swings gently and is attacked by the illusion that his consciousness becomes enlarged as he reconfirms its weight. The usual. And it stimulates her fighting instincts violently.

The axe spear had the great name Heart of Beast. Although it was the proper name for an axe spear with beast decorations, it is not the appearance or the like that the name indicates.

"Give it up."

"Yes, Sheila won't ask you once you say it."

"Especially when it comes to fighting."

"You know very well, you guys."

Sheila grinned at what the samurai said as she seemed to forgive Wellis and poke her out somewhere. The samurai are also taking out their scores for each of them. What holds a one-handed sword, what holds a bow, what is equipped with a spear - there is one weapon at your disposal.

"How many battlefields do you think you've been running through with the princess?

"I can't count."

Sheila turned her gaze back to Wellis when she laughed back at one of the samurai. She's on the spot at some point.

"That's the thing, Wellis. I'll listen to the novel when I get back to the country. Now, I need you to meditate."

"... ha"

I guess Wellis' sigh is a deep remorse for his inability to carry out his mission at all.

Sheila pounded Wellis on the shoulder, trying to slip through her side and forward. The battlefield is ahead. The battle between man and the Imperial Devil was already on the way to intensification, and it also seemed like he was waiting for the Beast Princess to enter the battle now.

"Let's go!

"Oooh!

To Sheila's decree, the samurai pronounced a muttering hanging. The feeling of being exalted at a wonderful wedding increases even further.

In the height too much to beat the underlying fears felt from the Imperial Devil, she, roared.

As in the name of the Beast Princess.

"This is the way to mourn my brother-in-law's wedding... Kruselk, I regret that you are now the enemy of Lucion."

Halberg Ray-Lucion contemplated the heart of Leongando, who could not even bring the wedding to a successful conclusion, as he looked out for the crowd of imperial demons that had emerged within the royal palace compartment. To my mind, wasn't Leongand's life such a series of disruptions?

The siuss cloud to be targeted fell ill early, his way of life as a leisurely prince was not allowed, even his time to grieve for his father's death was taken away, and even the aftermath of the victory of the Zalwarn war was lost. Still, it is Leongand who has stood up and won, but that is also why it is not Halberg who can pass up this situation.

Hulberg looked back at his beloved wife as he strapped his long sword to his waist. Linonclair should have remembered his anger more than Halberg. She never loves her brother Leongando. Enough to show Nage a bare gesture like he remembers mild jealousy. It must have been unforgivable, such as being ruined in this way the sunny stage of that beloved brother.

"Linonclair, we're going to run through the battlefield with the White Saints. Let your brother-in-law know that we, Lucion, are Gandhia's first ally."

"Ha!"

Linonclair nods majestically. She also holds a sword in her hand.

(But... the problem is that Kruselk alone would not be able to do this. Something definitely guided it. Is that the work of the Rhine party?

Halberg circles his thoughts as he advances with the female knights belonging to the White Saints. Lucion was an ally of Gandhia and his wife was originally a Gandhian princess. It was only natural that he was familiar with Gandia's internal affairs. Most of all, Gandhia's factional rivalry with the Leongands was something he knew long before he welcomed Linonclair as his queen.

I also know that it is Reins-Anslius who is taking the head of the Empress. The situation in which the head of Gandia's leading nobleman, the House of Ansleus, leads the faction as Leongando's political enemy also seemed bitter to Linonclair. I guess Rhine was also unforgivable to her that she was at one time campaigning to abolish Leongand and put Linonclair on the queen.

Linonclair has feelings close to worship for Leongand. Whatever the reason, she's the one who can't tolerate anything that denies Leongand.

The side of his wife advancing next door is riddled and looks like a sharpened blade. If it is on the battlefield, it will be a wave of sword, and if it is in the royal palace, it will be a round of flowers. That's how Halberg loved her from the bottom of her heart, and that's why she's trying to understand her emotions, too.

And I understood her anger at the Rhine clan.

In the first place, Hulberg can also be called a Leongand believer. No matter how competent and proud they were, such as the ones who only thought about pulling Leongand's legs, they couldn't have been admitted.

I didn't like the fact that Reins used the glory of her real sister, Queen Gracia. Gracia, the Queen, is the fruitful mother of Linonclair, but Hulberg also spoke of her as a goddess, treating her like a true mother. Therefore, I was not convinced by Leongando's political stance to allow the Rhineslaw Empress to jump, but I don't care if the Empress is no longer a Queen.

but for Rhine to follow the path of apoptosis, it's not as if it doesn't matter or anything. He may resent the taking of the Empress, and pointing the spearhead of that emotion at Leongand is more obvious than seeing fire. Still, it seemed to be Leongand's way of buying his political power, his arms and keeping them at hand, but if the result was to unleash the Demon King's hand on the royal palace, it would never be a compliment.

(Even so...... how did you get here? Are there other collaborators...?

Halberg is talking about the box the Imperial Devil was lurking in. It can be said that no one can find such a huge structure and that it is impossible to carry it from Kruselk to Gandion. To get from Kruselk to Gandia, we have to cross a number of borders. If we were to escape from Kruselk to Zalwarn, the border would only be one, but the Zalwarn side of the army could not have been unsuspecting. Just because it's a wedding celebration from Yubel, king of Kruselk, there's no way we're going to let anything of unknown content get to this king's capital.

The sender is the Demon King. It's not what I found out what's in it.

Now, although it is hard to assume that we have transported to this King's Capital on a different route, of the countries that have to pass from Kruselk to Gandion, the countries adjacent to Gandia are mostly at weddings and lend a hand to schemes that might harm participants from their own countries.

(So... who...?

"Your Highness!"

Returning to me in a sharp call, the Imperial Demon Bratail had just popped in front of me. He wields a long sword with his temper and slaps it against Bratail's extrahead skeleton. The wreck-dressed demon wolf roared low as he jumped away with a strange scream, setting Hulberg as his target. I bite my teeth when I hear the voice of the Imperial Devil and my whole body bubbles is proof that I am human.

"The enemy is the Imperial Devil. But don't be frightened. Show me Lucion's martial name here!

When Linonclair shouted like a military god, he could shout as the White Saint Knights followed.

"The Imperial Devil!?

The unpleasant sounds that backstroke the nerves to a lesser extent than the discord emitted by mankind's natural enemies were emitted by her master. Alju Ray-Gibelle looked extra small as he was finely shaking his tiny body. At least he should be taller than Rem.

His son, Prince Serge, did not break his chilling attitude against Arge, who was on the verge of panic.

"I see you've emerged from a gift from Kruselk."

"Kruselk...... is it the work of the Demon King!?

"I can't think of anything else. But Gandhia's fallout, which did not check the contents, is also something inside"

"Didn't you simply not open it? I thought I was just a figurine."

Rem went to whisper in Kanagi's ear. Both Kanagi and Rem are wearing masks that can be described as a testament to the Reaper Squad, and wear pitch-black outfits. It's an emergency. It wasn't if you were usually playing people for swallowing.

"Right."

"Damn... we'll protest Gandhia later, we have to re-prioritize our escape from this place!

Arge ran his eyes blood. He seemed to lack calm, either because of his fear of the crowd of imperial demons that had suddenly emerged. Nevertheless, the Reaper unit moves by royal decree, and if Arge is to prioritize his departure from the royal palace compartment, he must do so.

"Jibel's martial name, we can only make it sound right now."

"What are you talking about!? Lost your blood......!?

"Father, look around. Lucion, Myon, Meredo, Abard… are starting to fight the Imperial Demon Herd with their own power"

There was no mistake in what Prince Serge said. The forces that each nation was bringing in are standing up to the hordes of Imperial Demons that emerged from the strange box. Gandia has the Royal SS "Lion's Tail" wielding its fierceness, Lucion the White Saint Knights, and Myon the Assault General and his offerings wielding spears. If Abad's Beast Princess roars, Meredo's boy soldiers flirt with the Imperial Devil in a superhuman move.

There's blood.

Most importantly, Arge didn't seem to understand Serge's statement.

"What's wrong with that!? They have their way of life. You don't have to follow that stupid way of life until we do!

"Father!"

Serge pulled out the sword that was on his hips, even though he said that it was Arge's words and actions that he could not understand. What Arge did was what his caution made him do. When it comes to situations like this, it's impossible for Serge to harm Arge.

"I will fight here, as Prince of Gibelle!

"... on your own!

Arge left Serge for the palace when he shouted that he could not go out with him. A Kingsguard follows him. Even if we are to leave the royal palace compartment, we have to go back to the palace holding room to pick up our luggage.

"It feels nasty"

"Your father is a coward. I don't have a choice."

Serge did not hide his contempt for his father, Arge.

"In that regard, Your Highness is shown to be barbaric"

Those are Gosh Fawn-Mabel things, the Reaper Wang. Wearing a horrible eagle mask does not change the lightness of his mouth, so the majesty of Reaper is nothing.

"... are you praising me?

"Well...... But you'll also need a number of people to cover His Majesty's perimeter. Shall I go?"

"Then I'll go, too. Your Majesty is worried."

"Thank you. Regards, Father"

"I don't have any sardines to be thanked for. We must live without jibbers. Protecting the King is natural."

"That's the thing......"

The Reaper Kanagi ran towards the palace with Gosh. Is it something like Reaper that runs away without a single shoe sound?

"Ha, that's Reaper Squad. You are Gibbel's hope."

Hope?

Rem, at the bottom of his heart, mocked the sweetness of the prince.

(Even though we have nothing but despair)

But on the other hand, I had to thank him for choosing to fight on this occasion. There are real Reapers dancing and dancing on this bloody battlefield.

Black spear setuna.

I've seen how many deaths. Why isn't he desperate?

Lem's interest was there. You can say there's nothing else there.

"Let's go, Reference."

Rem told Siul, turning his gaze to the battlefield. A hell of a snort cried out by countless Imperial Demons awaits with their mouths open. Waiting for the arrival of Reaper.

(I can't use reapers any more than the captain's permission has not been granted...... but well)

On his way to the battlefield, Rem stuck his hand in his shadow as he gave in to the spot. It was the Great Sickle of Reaper who took it out of the Shadow Abyss.

The sickle, which superseded her height by the pattern alone, was dripping black liquid from the blade.