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

"The war has changed. Wasn't the death of the soldiers wasted?"

Ha Isl Ghi put his arms around him in front of his chest and made his stern look tougher than usual. He has a tough face. Whether it be the Ethereal Warrior (Bethbell) or the Red Fighter (Resbell), it was born to be a vicious facade, and there was no other man or woman there. Bethbell and Lesbell and Gresbel seem to have been distracted from the same world into this Illus Valle, but it seems that what resulted from this is more insulation and hostility than any other race.

Originally, it seems that Resbell and Bethbell are a species in hostilities, which came to this world and manifested themselves. It is also said that Gresbel is under the control of both races and that the battle between Gresbel and Bethbell depends on how much Gresbel can be placed under control.

It's always the numbers that dictate the battlefield. Volume is what determines victory. We should not admit the existence of individuals that overshadow the quantity. but the coalition has won by such “individual” powers. Socite, the Kruselk side is also trying to pull back the war situation by tremendous “pieces” of force.

"No... a wasted death is a wasted death. I don't think I need to change my ratings. The fact that we have lagged behind like humans doesn't disappear."

"Lord Merriol is spicy."

Berk snapped as he blurred at the side of Lyuhubs looking out the window. Berk recognises that a blue-clear face is a constant of Lyuhubs. Lyuhubs are a species that have set foot in the land from the same world as Lyudiz. The blue and white skin and the red eyes characteristic of the Imperial Demon, even though they look terribly like humans in this world, make the difference between humans clear. Sarah gray hair and a single horn grown on her forehead are also the racial characteristics of Lyuhubs. The aesthetic sensation seems to be close to a human being, and the appearance, even from a human point of view, is one of the elements incompatible with the Berks Willedo.

Willedo is a species that occurred in the same world as the Silver Demon Eagle (Schiff). From a human point of view, it has an ugly and extreme appearance, often referred to as the devil. The dark red outer skin and the pair of flying films grown on the back, the ugly appearance, were familiar to humans and therefore most feared.

If we hadn't gotten into such a world, we must have been raging around in heaven and earth dominated by destruction and chaos. Most of all, Berk has no memory of his hometown. Because I was born in this world. That would be the same for Meriol and Ha Isl Ghi. Instead, almost every Imperial Demon living on this continent today doesn't remember his hometown or anything. Stories told by words reinforce the desire to return home. But I also know that it's not that easy to go home.

(500 years)

Five hundred years.

Five hundred years have passed since the Imperial Devil began to wander into this world and to compete for survival with mankind.

If there's a way home, it's no surprise they've found it.

I can't find a way, so I just have to live in this world. In order to live, the only way to defeat a life-threatening enemy. We have to kill humans.

If we don't kill humans, this one will be destroyed.

(That makes sense)

Berk, narrowing his red eyes, was fed up with the suspicion of clouds outside the window. The weather around Zenokis Fortress seems crazy here. He doesn't need cloudy or rainy skies just looking forward to touring the sunny skies.

"Spicy? Don't have any trouble getting me to make jokes. Given the difference in power, it was natural for us to prevail. Why don't you open the lid? Wouldn't a miserable defeat be miserable?"

Merriol glanced at this one. Red, shining eyes. All the Imperial Demons had those eyes. He said it was proof that he was not a God summoned by the Holy King. They say it's a brand, it's an extreme mark.

The Imperial Demons were blinded and gained their eyes. Can it be said that it has been gained by fulfillment?

He always thinks it's like a bloody curse mark.

'We are cursed by existence itself. It is nature's logic to antagonize a blessed man in this world. There is no need to defy it. Kill and be killed. That's Reg.'

I may have remembered your words because in this war, you have to kill a human being.

Berk has so far avoided killing humans.

Are you preaching to me again?

"No... all this time you will be ashamed of my unknown"

"Yes?"

"We are only three Imperial Demon generals chosen by His Majesty the Demon King."

"Hmm."

"I reconsidered that we should join forces"

"Well... it's a special triumph. Not even you."

When Ha Isl Ghi laughed, Meriol narrowed his eyes uncomfortably. It is the power that can not match the breath of all the Bethbells and the Lyuhubs who weigh in on the mass of magic.

"Anything. No. I can't bear to be insulted by humans."

"Who insults you"

Berk had to smile bitterly at Merriol's anger. There can be no such thing as an insult to the Imperial Devil. The power of vegetables is different. No matter how overwhelming the victory, no one shouts loudly that it is the difference in strength between man and the Imperial Demon, and no one believes it.

Only an armed summoner overwhelms the Imperial Devil. And the power of that few elites is too powerful. By only a few of its strong men, nearly 30,000 Imperial Demons were driven from Gandhian territory, causing the defense forces of the three cities to be destroyed. With enough force to count, yes.

Terrible.

I just remembered that battlefield when I said there should be no such thing as remembering fear in humans. Fear turned to anger. Why should we fear humans and others? Shall I tremble upon the helpless weak?

"That's right. No one will insult us, as Berk put it. That's why we should work together"

When Ha Isl Ghi unwrapped his arm, he walked over here from the wall. A room in the Xenokis fortress. Indoors, there are only three generals of the Imperial Devil. It was also a quarantine compartment for the Imperial Devil, and it was natural that there were no humans there.

"So, what exactly do you do?

Berk asked Merriol. It was Berk's usual means of getting out poorly against Merriol and Isle. He was learning in his Kruselk life that it was just enough to talk to the uppermost about the kind of things that dressed power.

"... Master Orias summoned a god to the linendahl. That forced the enemy coalition to stay in Waydrid. And with that gap my subordinates recaptured the three cities of Lanseed, Said Rock and Gordvan. You know this far?

"Yeah, sure."

It was odd that Merriol only loosened his expression when he uttered Orious's name, and Berk had to indulge in desperate attempts to laugh. It is ironic that we have to admire ourselves for only one individual, Olias-Leviath, who is looking down on humans.

Olias-Leviath was the master of the armed summons of the Imperial Demons, beginning with them, and the Imperial Demons were honest in their gratitude to Olias for giving them new strength. Instead of thanking him, some respected him from the bottom of his heart, and few Imperial Demons sought personal training from Orias. Some worshipped like God, but with Orias summoning God to Linendahl, there seemed to be no doubt that deification would accelerate.

Goddess.

God, summoned by Orias from different worlds until he sacrificed a city that was important to Kruselk, stopped the movement of the coalition forces with its immense aggressiveness.

According to Orias, control by the operator is nearly impossible because it is more vicious than Zalwarn's guardian dragon.

"This cut off the Coalition's supply route, making a long-term battle impossible. We have no choice but to strike out, but there is a god between His Majesty's Crusade and Waydrid."

"Would the purpose of the coalition be to crusade the Demon King? I don't think we're dealing with the gods."

"It doesn't matter whether you deal with the gods or not. God's mere presence in Linendall becomes a pressure on the Allied forces. You know what?"

Merriol grinned like a cold bottom.

"The attack of the gods reaches from Linendall to Kursale."

In other words, even if the coalition avoided fighting with the gods, it couldn't help it.