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

"Master Setuna! Dear Uncle Enjour!

Such a loud noise echoed when I was blurring through the northern section of Fort Waydrid. morning of the twenty-sixth. The walk, combined with leisure time and distractions to the military council, was not with Setuna alone, but Lem followed, regardless, Miliu. Faria was going to see her grandmother, and Ruufa is used by military teachers. Maria and Emil are being pursued as military doctors.

The interior of Fort Waydrid, after all, is not significantly different from other cities surrounded by strong walls. In this world, where castle walls were made imperative by the growth of the Imperial Devil, the clear difference between fortifications and cities in general was so unclear. Absolutely no common city can be synonymous with a military stronghold, a fort. It was just a military base, with more military facilities than normal cities, and buildings all seemed robust.

The only reason it seems irreplaceable everywhere I look at it would be because of its still intense shade as a military base. It is also significant that the snow that we had accumulated until yesterday has melted. Everywhere I looked, grey stone walls and cobblestones continued, and there was no such thing as a changeable change. The shape of the building was also picturesque, and it could be said that only the tower emitted a different colour.

I'm aiming for that tower.

"They're calling you, Uncle Negro."

"Oh, yeah."

Whispered by Miliu in his ear, Setsuna understood that he had been called. Instead of falling asleep, my head isn't working.

Turning in the direction in which his voice spoke, a middle-aged man nearly rushed over as he let his breath out. I could understand who the man in the army uniform was on the Gandia army logner side faster than he arrived in front of me. No matter how much thought skills were being lost, there seemed to be nothing to forget about the person who was entrusting his territory to him. For the men and women in military uniform who followed him, he needed to be disturbed.

"Ha, ha... When I ran a while back, it was something for my body, ha"

"Mr. Gordon? What's the matter, sir?

"Oh, that's right, Enjour Secretary Gordon-Fenec, in this war, you will be commanding the Black Warriors as your deputy."

"Why Mr. Gordon? Sure, you appointed a captain or something..."

Setuna glanced back at Gordon-Fenec again with a glimpse of the soldiers aligned behind him. A soldier man or woman who hasn't cut a breath would be a member of the Black Bravery squad he's talking about. I can't remember my first name, but I remember speaking up at the beginning of the year. The land pattern Enjour, most of the Black Warriors' crew were raw Logners, and it wasn't strange that they had complex feelings for Setsuna, but it was just all that volunteered to be a crew member from scratch, and there was nothing malicious or hostile towards Setsuna. Rather, it was even favorable towards Setuna.

Black Warriors. It is a private army unit of Enjour consul Setuna Lars-Enjour. Setuna didn't make it of her own free will, and she propelled herself to establish it, saying that Gordon-Fenec, the administrator, was a must if she was a collar uncle. At the end of last year, when I returned to Enjour, I was revealed my plans to establish a force, the name of which is given by Setuna.

There are two hundred crew members in total. Though the inhabitants of Enjour are at the centre, naturally, that's not enough, so we seem to have recruited them from all over the logner. Some young people participated from Bahandar, and in their first greeting of the year, they were not very much swallowing and crying of joy face-to-face with Setuna. The young man meant that he was thrilled with the Gandian army, which was born in Bahandar, where it was Meredo's territory, and destroyed the invader, the Zalwarn army, among them the black spear Setuna, who was active in the Battle of Bahandar. As soon as Bahandar came under Gandhia's control, he hoped to join the Gandhian army, but for a number of reasons he was not heard, and as such he seemed to have heard about Uncle Enjour's troop recruitment.

Regardless of that Bahandar youth, it shouldn't have been what it was supposed to be, such as the governor - that is, Gordon, the deputy of the collar uncle, coming out on the front line. In the first place, I haven't even heard about the Black Warriors joining this war.

The Black Warriors have just been formed and are not as skilled as they can be in action.

"That's what it is, that Clive-Knoxton, where he is the captain, has no real experience, as soon as I am driven through the actual battle as Wing General. Even if it's called experience in action, it's about that battle that Master Setsuna kicked in and the Longhi River match."

Though Gordon went on to despise Mizu, I hope Gordon-Fenec's troops kicked Gandia's troops almost unilaterally in the Longhi River match, I didn't think he was necessarily a bad fighter. I have no doubt that it is more of a civilian character than a martial arts officer.

"So once. He said it was early for action."

"Sir, I'm sorry… I'm just embarrassed by my lack of strength and experience"

The long-sleeved man who was holding back behind Gordon blued and frightened his face. Young, but much older than Setuna. Naturally. The recruitment requirements for the Black Yong Squad also included age limits of eighteen years and older. I'm looking for the men in the battle unit under Uncle Nehru. I don't talk about it in my early teens. Of course, there are exceptions. Apart from Setuna, Ayn-Rajar is in the war at the age of sixteen, and there are teenage boys in Meredo's main force. Lyohan's genius armed summoner is also said to be a teenager. But exceptions are exceptions. In common sense, it is desirable for men and women with forged flesh in their twenties or more. And most of the Black Warriors' crew were in their mid to late twenties. The lack of experience in action was that they had no choice because they were neither regular military nor mercenaries.

"No, it's not the captain's fault. Mr. Gordon wants too much results."

When Setuna half-eyed and looked at Gordon, he sparkled a small eye in his seemingly feeble face.

"But, Uncle Lian. There is nothing but shame in not having a soldier of your own who would also be your uncle. Especially in Gandhia, the Neighbor means more than words. Isn't it true that His Majesty left Master Setuna to Uncle Enjour because he wanted to be a Gandhian bi-perfection alongside Uncle Kernnoll?

Gordon was rapping. And it was so powerful that Miliu and Rem staggered their gaze with a decent face that it was different from the usual Gordon. Setsuna, too, is under pressure from him.

"I believe it is my mission to put in place a proper formation for your position, and I have come this far. I know a hundred things about lack of strength. Let's get the dead out too. But when will so many fights follow? There are no more opportunities to gain real-life experience."

What he said was the most. The only way to gain real-life experience is to go through actual combat, as the word goes. Of course, there are many things that can be piled up in training, and if you go into action without getting ready for anything, you just die. But there must be a lot you can only get in action.

In the case of Setuna, it was just a battle between death and neighbourhood from the beginning, thanks to which it was able to grow rapidly. Nevertheless, if there was a black spear, it would be. I can't compare it to anything else.

"And we believe that the lack of strength of the Kuroyoshi team should be compensated by the activity of the Black Spear Setuna, the Uncle of the Negro."

Gordon, powerfully put, gave one seemingly good grin to his satisfaction. I'm going to be fooled by the softness of that smile, but what he's doing is outside the jurisdiction of the magistrate, and it's nothing more than an act of transcendence. No matter, there's no way he understands that. Even though I knew I might be punished, I guess the thought of having to put me into action.

"... I don't know, it's bold"

Setsuna didn't get angry, although she realized that Gordon-Fenec's seemingly weak appearance and good people fooled her. Instead, Gordon has been so sturdy and reliable that he can't tell from his reputation and appearance.

"How dare you, or leave Setuna to me..."

"It's safe to leave it to your husband."

"That's fair enough... so you think so too?

"Of course you are."

I had no idea where Rem's true intentions were, but she was looking back at Miliu with a full grin.

Then I discussed it with Gordon for a while and set a policy for Black Bravery. Even so, what Setuna can do is known. The Black Warriors are a force held by Uncle Enjour, but Setsuna, who had to go to the front as "Lion's Tail," had no trouble taking command. After all, I'd have to leave it to Gordon, but it might have been important to nail him that he was oddly out of blood, that he didn't have to be forced to be on the front line without having enough experience.

Nevertheless, he also wondered if Gordon might be surprisingly calm, which meant that the Black Warriors had no show or appearance because they were positioned rearward in the Ode. And there was no turnout, no show, but because of that. You must also understand that all two hundred crew members are safe.

Walking apart from the Gordons, he was abruptly called out.

"Hey, Uncle Enjour, how are you?

"Disgusting way to put it, won't you stop? Master."

"You're disgusting."

It was Lux-Vein who laughed, for example. Setuna was surprised for a moment and doubted my eyes because a beautiful woman was clamping her arms around the arm of a silver-haired swordhaunted ghost. Lux is the owner of a neat appearance, and the popularity of women is also very high due to their two names and their work on the battlefield. It's what I heard whispering from nowhere, just as he walked through the king's capital.

But I never heard a floating story about him.

Lux is the kind of person who only lives to wave his sword as part of The Pale Wind. Everything but battle is good, but it's just, in fact, I guess you're right. He has a hard personality to live with. That's also the fascinating part.

"What about you?

"Unknown Setuna, you may not know, but this is the leader of the mercenary group Red Wings."

By Lux's explanation, Setuna recalled that Gandia had hired two new mercenary regiments. red feathers and the other should have been named the Copper Dragon Cavalry Regiment. They both have no less strength than "The Pale Wind".

Unexpectedly, the woman who didn't put this one in her eyes or anything showed a reaction, partly because Lux encouraged it. It's a woman in her late twenties. He seems to be the owner of a forged flesh only to head a group of mercenaries, but a rich breast doesn't seem like a chunk of muscle. A sharp eye must be a testament to a warrior.

"It's called Benedict-Fitline. I've been close to Lux, and I promise I'll have a ceremony when this war is over."

"Because I didn't."

When Lux immediately denied it, Benedict did no good.

"Let's do it, marriage"

"Oh, no."

Sigurd and Jin are here for us.

You don't have any backup.

It was rare for Lux to give him a troubled look, and Setsuna, on the other hand, grew slight. I may have fallen into the mood as if I were looking in the mirror because I thought of myself being pressed by Miliu.

"Oh, man. Noisy bitch everywhere."

"You'll be worried about the red feathers. While other personnel."

Soon, Sigurd-Foliar and Jin-Krall stood behind the Lux. Both of them, the marks that provided for the injuries were painful. Even the fierce warriors were forced to struggle, apparently like the battlefield of Zalwarn. Around 30,000 Imperial Demons pushed against Zalwarn. I guess it was just cut through with the satisfaction of five bodies.

"What is it? Aren't you supposed to be there for me?

Benedict swelled his cheeks as he stared at the sigurds. Sigurd laughed as if something had gone wrong, but Jin gave a funny look.

They pulled my arm. When I saw it, Miliu looked strangely regrettable. I didn't care how enthusiastic Lux and Benedict were, perhaps I should say that I was hit by the fierceness of Benedict. Setsuna was concerned that Miliu might become even more aggressive, but it may have already been late.

Soothing air.

Peaceful sunshine.

Time to flow loosely.

(Alive... is this what this is all about)

Feeling like his mental fatigue had only recovered a little, Setsuna shook Miliu's hand.

She, for a moment, didn't seem to know what had happened, but the moment she understood, she turned her face bright red. Positively, it's probably because Miloo's Miloo is blushing just because he can go into direct action.