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

"Withdrawal of all troops? That's an unexpected defect, General Berk."

"Failure or nothin ', sweet look at enemy power would be the cause of defeat. I'm not the only one who can hold you accountable."

The Imperial Demon, known as General Berk, stared at the red eyes of the Lyuhubs, who were capable of the corridor walls. It's a big hallway. Glossy floors and walls, probably because they are polished like every day.

The species name Lyuhubs is also named for itself by humans, as is the species name Willedo of Berk. But there is no other way to use a name given by man than to use a common continental language. If you go into town, follow the town, not so much.

In the first place, their race names are unspeakable in human language. Because the Imperial Demon did not originally need language for communication of will, but in this world, language was essential in living as a subordinate of the Demon King.

"Do you insult the High Commander of the Demon King's Army? That's who's in charge of the Three Demons."

His opponent, Lyuhubs, did not have any emotions on his clever face.

Lyuhubs, a species that makes the source the same as the Lyudiz. Physical characteristics are often similar to humans, but it is difficult to say that pale skin and bright white hair are similar to humans in this world. Like any other Imperial Demon, red light is leaking out of his fallen eye hole. There are no eyeballs, very different from humans in that sense, but that's the same thing with Willedo.

Willedo is also an organism with the same limbs as humans. But the appearance covered in dark red outer skin seems to be ugly and extreme from a human point of view, even demonic, he said. And a pair of wings grown from his back are clapping at the demonic impression, apparently.

"Because of the wings, he said he was able to escape this far. I don't think you can do that."

He showed his right wing gently spread out. The tattoos floating on the flying membrane indicate his lineage.

"I would never have come back."

Lyuhubs laughed with his nose. A face like a hunk of pride may be his very essence. His name is Merriol. He is in a position to bind one of the three demon generals and a crying crowd that should also be called the SS of the Demon King, and he is in opposition to the demon heavenly crowd led by Berk, the hegemonic crowd led by another general.

In other words, the Demon King's Army is not a single rock.

"Wow. Great confidence. That's not what happened to the King of Demons while he was king."

"Whatever. I'm not like you."

"Yeah, no, I'm not."

Berk flaunted his shoulder small. I just argued with Merriol, I don't have anything to gain. I felt stunned at myself for reaffirming such a natural thing.

He was now in Kruselk linendahl. Linendahl is no exaggeration when it comes to the largest city in Kruselk. It is hoped that it once flourished more than the capital city of Kursale, whose shadow still remains colorful.

Linendahl thrived because it was a major traffic shock in Kruselk. All the roads of Kruselk lead to Linendahl. Linendahl is also said to be the intersection of Kruselk, and consolidating Linendahl's defenses seems to be a strategically correct decision.

Most importantly, Berk, who doesn't even know the letter of the strategy, doesn't know what it is, and he had trouble telling Willedo, who has the ability to fly, what about the traffic shock, but he only knew that he had to protect the city anyway. That's why he kept flying from Gandhian territory without taking a break so far.

On that road, it also confirms that a number of cities in Kruselk are being controlled by coalition forces. Lanseed, Gordovan, Said Rock. The fall of three cities close to coalition territory almost at the same time would be proof that they were completely outrun by the enemy.

And that also means that the fight against the anti-Kruselk coalition ended in a massive defeat on the Kruselk side.

Berk, as he passed in front of Merriol, headed for the back room. Linendahl is sometimes the most important base and has a full range of military facilities. Naturally, the Operations Command Headquarters also existed, and it was a robust building that could be located almost at the centre of the linen dar.

Berk's walk now was also a passage for the Operations Command, and was not supposed to be a place to get in, such as the Imperial Demon. It is the Devil's Capital that the Imperial Devil is experimentally allowed to walk wide, but he was not allowed to break into other cities.

The Demon King must consider his national sentiments. Nor can a demon king rule the Imperial Devil to the heart of man. It is important for the Demon King, who has no intention of reigning as king of terror, to comfort and master the hearts and minds of men. Even if it were to trample the heart of the Imperial Devil.

That doesn't seem to bother Merriol, but it doesn't matter to Berk. To him, as long as he had rest, that would have been fine.

At the entrance of the aisle, there is a door leading to the Operations Command Room. Next to the door, a united Bethbell stood. Armored warriors who arm themselves in front of their chests have a style that is hard to move. The race name Bethbell, named by humans, seems to mean something to the extent of a blue-skinned ghost. Probably the right name for a man-shaped monster covered in armoured stained skin of herd blue.

"... it's an ugly thing"

The low, heavy voice had somewhere to go to his appearance. Ha Isl Ghi. He is one of the three demon generals, in a position to bind the hegemonic people. Even the Three Demons are the best militants, but that is probably due in large part to Bethbel's racial character.

"Thank you."

"Well, if you're a soldier, you shouldn't make excuses."

"I'm not a soldier, Isle's husband. It's just a monster."

"... your mouth is too light. Why could something like you be a general?"

"Because I'm a capacitarian. Hey, Your Majesty. You just chose the less serious competent than the honest incompetent."

Although Berk did, he doesn't necessarily believe what he did himself. He thinks there's no point in the general hanging out with each other. If you have time to argue nonsense, you should think of a means to counter the coalition.

Most of all, it's not the generals' job to work out tactics, and when it comes to what they can do, it's enough to get out on the battlefield and kill enemy soldiers.

"Because His Majesty's eyes were cloudy," he said?

"If you fool Your Majesty, your men will be angry."

"Mitra... she's got a problem with her sire."

"There won't be any trouble."

"... I guess so"

As he rubbed through directly beside Ha Isl Ghi, he opened the door to the Operations Command Office. It wasn't human courtesy or anything I found out about. I'm not human. You don't have to behave like a human.

There was only one, pompous, commander-in-chief of the Demon King's Army, Olias-Leviath, in the large space of the Operations Command Office. A bunch of the conditioning items in the command room seem to be fancy, but I had no idea what was fancy and what was inferior to Berk, who didn't have a human feel, and I wasn't willing to understand.

"I've heard the story, General. But I don't care. The opponent's power far exceeded our expectations, that's all."

"Ha..."

Berk floated a raw reply, looking into Olias-Leviath's eyes. It came as no surprise that Orias was extremely calm. I can't even think of him being disturbed, but is it something that I can keep flat so far when I hear reports of defeats that follow defeats?

Even Merriol and Ha Isl Gi, the Imperial Demons, in this situation of lack of calm, it did not seem odd that Orias, who is nothing more than a powerless man, could remain dignified. Regardless, Berk is not looking down on him. I see it as one of the few respectable people, and I admire it wholeheartedly.

Orias is the one who beat the Berks and the Imperial Demons into a common continental language and an armed summons.

"He had put in a selection of elites not only from the hegemonic crowd, but also from the demonic heavenly crowd, the crying crowd, in the Malvasian offensive and the Gandhian territorial domination. We sent 30,000 Imperial Demons in the first and second combinations. It's only a matter of time before we put all that into battle, like the control of all of Gandhia - that's what I thought."

"I didn't mean to insult people."

"Naturally. If the opponent is usually just a person, the Gandhian army is still an active country in recruiting armed summoners ahead of its neighbors. It was also possible that we were embarking on the acquisition of further armed summoners than we had decided to fight our country. You can't insult me."

"Therefore, the armed summoners of the Jailhouse will also put in. That's why I lost. Wouldn't it be necessary for General Isle to be angry?"

"... Was he angry"

"Yeah, well. It's been a mess, me."

"The general always acts like a loser."

"I don't care. It's trivial."

Berk glanced over his shoulder. Although I have concerns that human stinking practices such as power struggles and factional strife are beginning to spread among the demons of the Emperor under the Devil King, that's why I didn't even feel like taking any action. The more he tries to be imperial and monstrous, the more he becomes a mortally stained monster.

The Imperial Demon, influenced by the Demon King, seems to forget the way he is.

"Now, the question is, how do we recover it... even though we just dropped the fight, the hegemony is halved, the cry crowd, and the demon heavens are devastated as well. Although I have advanced to Your Majesty, it will take time to replenish the troops. There can be no common front between the Regular Army and the Imperial Demon Army."

The Army Corps, the Hegemony, boasts the largest of the Imperial Demon Army. Then there are many demonic heavenly people, and the crying people are less because of their character as Demon King SS or compared to the other two regiments. Most importantly, it is simply because the absolute number of Lyudies and Lyuhubs that make up the crying crowd is low, and we are not talking about the crying crowd not being favoured.

The Demon King SS is to guard the neighborhood of the Demon King and his pet princess, and the defense of the Demon Capital Crusade also serves as a crying crowd.

"The enemy is gaining momentum by dropping Said Rock, Gordovan and Lanseed. The enemy will probably concentrate their forces on Fort Waydrid. It's also unlikely that the troops who dropped the rancid will attack the Zenokis Fortress... but it's not a fortress that falls at that level of force. That's what the enemy will understand."

"So this one will gather power on Waydrid, too," he said?

"No, ask the generals to step back to the Xenokis fortress. I'll throw away Wadrid."

"Why again?

"The bait is not good enough for just one."

Orias narrowed his eyes coldly, but had no idea what Berk was saying.