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

"Don't die."

My voice, it's far.

You can't die.

Always, more than anything else, I hear voices that should be heard from nearby, strangely far away.

"Are you leaving me?"

Far, far. Deep, deep. Looks like it's sinking. No, maybe it's me who's sinking.

Weren't we alone?

Sink. To the bottom of the earth. To the bottom of the tomb.

"I don't like it."

I'm crying. Like clogging, crying.

"Don't leave me."

Why, do I need to cry?

"Don't Be Alone"

Shouldn't I be happy?

Even though my soul may finally return to its original form.

"I miss you, I hate you -"

Because it will not bring back the soul of the dead.

He opened his heavy eyelids with that in mind. The chilling light of the demonic crystal lamp seemed to pierce my eyes. And I groaned small at the severe pain running all over my body.

(Why does it hurt...?

There can be no such thing as a person who should be dead feeling pain.

He understood in vain.

"Alive..."

When he destroyed Ga Sarah Gi, he was supposed to have been seriously wounded dying. He was pierced in the stomach and hit in the gut. Unless it happens by miracle, isn't it nearly impossible to connect the raw?

Dark room. Only the light of the Demonic Crystal lamp is tearing that darkness apart. In the meantime, I hear a healthy breathing noise. When I knocked my face down to the side, I saw the top of the boy's head stuck on the sleeping table. I know who it is from the characteristic long hair. Vizen-Norn. His half.

"Why?"

Shrel-Coder, in his blurred consciousness, looked only at Vizen's head.

February 1st.

Fort Waydrid's night is dominated by silence. Although it was the day that was dominated by the coalition forces that was surrounded by hustle and chaos, the revolt of the inhabitants had subsided with the passage of five days.

Above all, there is no doubt that the cause of that silence is the fear of shelling from the linendahl. Until now, several times the attack of the giant ghost of Linendahl has crossed over Fort Weidlid. Each time a tremendous shock wave and a roar splitting the atmosphere shook Fort Weidlid. And so much of the attack seemed to strike directly at the walls built by the four great heavenly samurai, and the aftermath struck Waydrid as if the earth itself had trembled.

(Did you set your aim?)

In the middle of the night, there is a starry sky overhead. Maybe the moon feels enormous because it is on the heavenly edge of a tall tower. The stars, the moon, the transparent atmosphere, and the cold air make for a winter night.

Under his eyes lies Fort Waydrid, in silence. Tens of thousands of generals should be lurking their breath in a space dominated by its silence and darkness. Some of them may be bickering, and some of them will be falling asleep. Tomorrow, we have to leave. There's only a few more hours left to rest in Waydrid.

If I were, I should go back to my room and sleep, but the truth was that I wouldn't sleep.

Apparently, the spirit is in a state of excitement.

"Uncle Setuna, were you here? I looked for you."

What was inadvertently thrown from behind was a calm voice. Looking back, under the moonlight, sturdy stands gently. The SS boys were like flowers coloring his surroundings. Everyone is beautifully dressed.

Salius Ray-Meredo and his SS change the air of the field just by being present at the bottom.

But Sethna didn't know why King Salius was climbing up here. I'm holding off tomorrow. The king of Meredo, named after the coalition leaders, should not walk in the middle of the night.

"Sire Salius......?

"Shrel-Coder regains consciousness. I wanted to say a word of gratitude to Lord Tsuruga, and I was looking for him."

"If you're grateful, go to Faria, not me. It was her subpoena, not me, that connected Lord Shrell's life."

Setuna went, was not humble or anything. It was Aurora Storm's ability, the Arrow of Destiny, that saved the dying, seriously wounded Shrel-Coder from the abyss of death. Without Faria, he might never have taken his life.

"But is it because Uncle Setuna commanded Lord Faria? I heard. It's rare for her to use her ability to be the arrow of fate."

"That's... yes"

Setuna did not accept the words of Salius. Faria is trying not to save lives with the "arrow of destiny" because, instead of retaining her life by the action of the "arrow of destiny", it could also lead to death.

The "Arrow of Destiny” is the ability to activate vitality, thus increasing a subject's self-healing power to the extreme. By its ability, Setuna recovered from systemic burns and survived. Aurora Storm's ability is peculiar and even heterogeneous in this world with few summoning arms with healing abilities. But the intensity of that ability also shows the seriousness of the price. “Arrow of Destiny” is an ability that is exerted only by cutting the target's lifespan. Whether it's a year, two years, or ten or twenty years, it activates vitality to the point of extinguishing the burns by depriving them of the time they are supposed to live.

If you use the Arrow of Destiny on a dying subject, it may take away all of its lifespan and cause it to die as a result.

"It is only natural to thank His Highness the Negro. Regardless, I am grateful to Lord Faria. Shrell is important to me and to Vizen. Glad you're alive."

Salius felt relieved. There is no sign of Vizen-Norn. Probably tight on Shrell. Those two were the ones who hadn't been able to hide their friendship for dating evil. Both were beautiful boys, but Vizen's seductive obscenities even appeal to men.

"That's all I'm saying, on purpose?

"Oh. Are you crazy?

Salius gave me a smile. It was an anomaly that a king of a nation would come to bow his head to that extent. So it's that I can see how Salius cares about Shrel-Coder, and maybe it was only natural that he was struck in the chest by the desperation of the Vizens running to save his life.

It was only yesterday that Setsuna learned about Shrell's condition and offered to help. I am exercising my captain's authority to give orders to Faria. Faria obeyed me reluctantly because of the captain's orders. I don't know if she hates the Arrow of Destiny.

"No......"

Silence persisted for some time after Setuna shook her head. It was Salius who opened his mouth.

"Tomorrow, the Kruselk war will be in its final stages."

"Yes."

"The giant ghost is the one in charge of Lord Nerf..."

Salius looked north. Where the northern city of Linendahl in Fort Waydrid was, there should have been enemies to defeat. Beyond the darkness of night. You can't even see it in the eyes of a regular person. Unless it is the eyes of an armed summoner with a summoning arm in his hand, he cannot even see the shadows.

An immense, vicious monster. It is a creature of different worlds, the incarnation of destruction.

Setuna, when she made her fist, hit her own chest. He is wearing an even thicker jacket from the top of his thick squad clothes. Otherwise the temperature was enough to beat the cold.

"I'll take care of it. I'll take him down."

"I'm talking about Lord Tsuruga, who defeated Zalwarn's guardian dragon. I believe you will definitely accomplish it"

Salius looked back at this one and continued.

"But don't die. You have something like me and Vizen for Shrell. Don't just imitate those guys that make you sad."

"Yes."

"Nice eye..."

Such a sarius sleigh seemed to deserve a warrior who was sharpened like a blade and withheld the showdown to the present.

"Well, I'm going down. You should get some sleep, too. If you catch a cold, you'll ruin your readiness."

"I'll remember the liver."

"Uhm. Okay, on the battlefield"

"On the battlefield"

In Setuna, Salius' back looked big as he left the tower. Maybe it's the size of the vessel.