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

My body is hot.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sheila Lewe-Abbard, in so much heat that she fell into the illusion that the core of her body was burning, was roaring violently. An unconscious roar stirs up animosity around her, and the gaze of multiple Imperial Demons concentrates on her. A bunch of little ghosts called Gresbell jumped at me with their fangs stripped out. Sheila distorted the edge of her mouth and gave a fierce grin. I almost wanted it. She jumped out on the battlefield in search of her prey. It's too boring not to have someone to fight with.

Sheila, shaped like an axe spear, waving a summoning armed Heart of Beast, knew that the situation on the battlefield was in hand.

Battlefield refers to a strip near the east gate of the royal palace section of Gandion, the king's capital of Gandia. With the sudden emergence of countless hordes of Imperial Demons from the huge box of Kruselk gifts, the royal palace compartment, which was laid with a strict vigilance, is instantly transformed into a hellish battlefield. Like hell, because there are so many Imperial Demons. It's a bunch of monsters who work out the power of just a few human beings. The powerless people screamed and fled, leaving even the military men in fear.

Something like Sheila that you like and pierce the crowd of Imperial Demons.

(That's what I thought!

She seeped remorse because the Prince and his wife in Lucion had crossed the line. Halberg Reus-Lución and Linonclair Levé-Lución stormed the crowd of Imperial Demons trying to show off their unmistakable courage and broke down the formation. As a result, Sheila and the others worshipped the White Knights of Lucion.

Still, the Sheilas, who reached the battlefield second, started a fierce battle against a group of Imperial Demons when they took a good offensive formation.

It's not just Sheila, her samurai fight a lot. These are the Girls of the Hundred Wars. They're like a bunch of creepy training grounds or people who don't take a pull from Sheila. Perhaps not even the Abad army has as much combat experience as Sheila and her group of samurai. The Abad army is not inexperienced, but the Sheilas are fighting too much.

One day, only fighting had become her living.

"Oh eh!

Striking down the three Gresbells, flying almost simultaneously from the forward three directions, with a twist of an axe spear, he steps in and smashes the skull of the bleak, which was charging in the rear, with a stone bump of an axe spear. The power that was gathering in the dorsal projections dissipates, causing a small explosion. At that time Sheila is jumping back and turning to cover the right samurai. Slap the axe spear cut into the side of the bratail trying to cling to the samurai's gap and cut off the angry monster's neck.

The samurai are fierce, but they are still normal people. Fatigue is beginning to be visible in the streak after the streak. It seemed certain that the fact that the other person was the Imperial Demon was having a negative effect on their spirit. No matter how brave you are, they can't escape the underlying fears.

I guess Sheila is able to counter the fear of the Imperial Devil thanks to the spiritual aids of the summoning armed. Sheila glanced at the axe spear. Heart of Beast's fullness is wet in the blood of the Imperial Demon and is beginning to glow dull.

(Can we go?

I wasn't sure, but given the circumstances, it didn't seem like it would be a spare time.

"We're still here, you bastards!

"Whoa!

"The princess is a nori too!

"We can't lose, either!

The samurai exhaled pneumonia as she responded to Sheila's temper. Then the samurai move better so that they can see it differently. When the situation was judged more accurately and the action was quicker, an awesome slaughter swept the Imperial Demon's torso.

(This is Lionheart!

Sheila did so by admitting that the samurai were overwhelmed only by temper, even by the crowd of Imperial Demons.

The Heart of Beast is a Summoning Army. It is a weapon of the other world with special abilities, one of which is now raising the combat abilities of the samurai. Whether it is Lionheart or any other ability, there are conditions for use. The condition was that the Heart of Beast sipped the enemy's blood, and there was also a troubled side to it that its blood volume determined its ability to activate.

But Sheila and the others have no more enemies than Lionheart activated. Whatever the desperate circumstances, even Lionheart can be activated to open it.

Sheila herself, was among the benefits of Lionheart. A sharpened sensation senses intense hostility, and the flesh reacts unconsciously. To the left, fly like a stream. A thunderball decided the ground, and the exploded light dyed his vision white. Bleak's thunderbolts burst there, shaking the heavens and the earth. Light and sound chaos. Blood and Death Ring Dance. Sword and fist circular dance. Of the many dances that can be played on the battlefield, she lost sight of herself for a moment.

"Princess!?

The screaming cry was made by the samurai, and when her voice reached her ear, Sheila was aware of Lyot's forefoot, which loomed in front of her. Claws stretched from the forefoot could be called sharp blades themselves. Lyot's nails are said to cleave easily even iron armor. Not to mention Sheila in a dress, who would cut off pieces of paper as well.

(inevitable)

Sheila was ready to die. There is no fear. If that's Lionheart's influence, you should thank Heart of Beast. It's closer to Sheila's desire to die light than to die in fear and humiliation.

"It's too much to find out."

Did you hear your voice first, or did you precede Lyot's foreleg blowing up?

"Huh?

Sheila watched Lyott's forefoot slit open as she raised her feverish voice. Then, the blood erupted from the cutting surface and peeled. Until then, see what happened. Lyot, who has lost his forefoot, jumps back and yells at me as if he has forgotten me in anger. The person you're yelling at is someone whose whole body has been stained red with massive returning blood. There is a disastrous pitch-black spear in his hand.

(black spear......)

There's only one person I can think of.

One of the purposes of her participation in this wedding was to meet the person. Setuna Zenon-Kamiya. Alternatively, Setuna Lars-Enjour. The person, now often called in the latter name, is a useful actor in Gandia's leap forward, and now the crying child also rings out to the small group of nations as silent beings.

Since her arrival in the Wang capital, Sheila has been waiting for an opportunity to exchange words with him, but such an opportunity never showed any signs of visitation. It was Wellis' idea that Setuna was being driven out into wedding security, and that it would not be possible until the ceremony was over and the situation had settled. Sheila was discouraged, but on the contrary, she also remembered that she might be able to create a chance to talk after the ceremony.

Of course, I'm not going on Wellis' ploy. It was a simple interest. Pure curiosity, towards the strong so much that there is nothing unknown in the small group of nations.

The black spear figure, when he jumped at Lyot, chopped the five bodies of the Imperial Demon in pieces with a stormy slaughter. A lot of blood shakes on him, but he doesn't even care.

The attention of the surrounding imperial demons concentrates on him.

"Princess Sheila...... right?

"Oh, you knew my name...!

"Of course, sir."

He glanced at this one and smiled. The smile of the boy bathed in the blood of the Imperial Devil looked so vicious, that's why he shot Sheila through her heart.

"I have heard the brave name of the Beast Princess, and I know very well that she is strong. But the opponent is the Imperial Demon. Please be careful. Of course, we at Lion's Tail will always protect the princess."

"Protect me... protect me?

"Of course."

He asserted, gently swirling the pitch-black spear, then looking back behind him and swinging it through the horizontal giraffe. What the black spear trajectory draws is the death of the Imperial Demon. He dies without the skill of Gresbel or Lesbel to exchange. In an instant it will become a mass of blood and flesh, and it will not even emit an extinct demon.

The Imperial Devils distanced themselves from Setuna. The Imperial Demons who terrorize humans are terrorizing Setuna. I feel terrified.

Setsuna moves on to the Imperial Devil in an attitude that even said she was inspired by the attitude of the Imperial Devils. The Imperial Devil falls back. Setuna advances. When I thought the Imperial Devil had fallen back again, Setuna packed the distance at once. Black spears draw complex trajectories, creating countless deaths. Death is born, because it's a funny story, but it looked that way to Sheila. And she was just excited.

"Ha...!

Setuna, while he vanished from Sheila's sight when he cleaned up the Imperial Devil in advance, his words continue to echo in her brain.

(Princess... protect...)

"Princess?

"What's wrong?

"Hey."

"You haven't heard?

The samurai's upward and downward relationships and other ignored narratives are only allowed by Sheila.

Sheila made a fist with her right hand as she smashed Bratail with an axe spear as she looked back at the samurai. My fists tremble. The back of my chest is hot. The soggy heat is swirling.

"I fell in love"

"Yes?"

"I'm in love!

"I don't know, I fall in love with that kind of manly place, it's true"

"Manly or simple"

"It might be a pleasure for Wellis."

It only sounded as breezy to Sheila right now, such as the out-of-the-box voices of the samurai.