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

Fort Waydrid was built about a hundred years ago. Among the existing fortifications, it can be said that they are new. It is well known that the Drain River, with its source in Mount Drain in the east, flows from the east to the south of the fort. The Drain River has become a natural factor, and it seems to help defend the fort.

Most importantly, the water situation on the Drain River is weak and shallow, making it difficult to imagine what could be expected to be so effective against the enemy. In fact, the coalition did not even care about the presence of the Drain River in the Fort Waydrid offensive. That's about the river.

In contrast, the Wayle River, which flows northeast to southwest through eastern Linendall, was similar. Nevertheless, the Wayle River does not appear to be in the defence concept of Linendahl and should be considered separate in that respect.

Nares waited for the time to come, staring at the shallows of the Wayle River.

February 3.

A day passed after the coalition left Fort Waydrid, and the situation changed dramatically.

It is no longer necessary to consider the possibility that the giant ghosts of Linendahl will become pillars of light and will be attacked from afar. It is difficult to say that he defeated the giant ghost completely, but it seems no doubt that he fell into a state of inaction, and Nares-Ragnahorn recognized that he had won the bet.

Setuna Lars-Enjour and Quor-Ethen stopped the giant ghost.

That raised the Allied morale irrevocably. It was an exuberance as if it had defeated the Demon King, so much so that the hustle and bustle echoed the Wail River at night.

At night, of course, we set up a formation on the banks of the river and rested. I took turns keeping watch, but the watch was the role of an armed summoner. The super sensation gained by the armed summoner's possession of the summoning arm served both to see things, to scourge and to be vigilant.

Nares had come to this battle in the mood to use everything available. Your tactics will feed and help those who will succeed you.

The Gandhian army is taking the line away with dawn and resuming its march.

The destination is the Linen Plains, but it was assumed that we would encounter the enemy by the time we reached our destination. The enemy is putting in three legions and coming down south. The coalition also divided its forces into three parts in a corresponding manner. The formula of destroying a regiment in a single regiment is nothing short of calculation, but for that reason we divided our power. If any legion struggled, it would be better if the victorious legion joined. The distance is not that far away. Nor is it impossible to provide reinforcements.

And Nares was able to determine the point of encounter with the enemy, thanks to an armed summons son named Malik-Majik. We now know the distance between the enemy's current position and his own army. Adjusting the speed of the march would allow us to draw the enemy to its intended location.

Downstream of the Wayle River. It seems that Morning Buddha is standing in and not sure what's going on around him. Still, the Gandhian army was safe because it was accompanied by armed summoners boasting vast sensing areas.

"It's troublesome. You can leave it all to us."

Malik-Majik has said it like it's easy. The enemy is a horde of Imperial Demons. There's nothing wrong with relying on Lyohan's armed summoner. But Nares is going to do everything he can. Do your job as a military teacher and use Malik upstairs.

"That's not how it works. There is no future for Gandia, just relying on the power of the armed summoner"

"I wonder if you mean a country that relies on Uncle Setuna."

"But he hasn't won alone."

"Yeah. I know. He regrets it."

"Him...?

When Nares looked at Malik, he was carrying seven swords that floated in the void. Flaming swords, swords of water, swords of light - magical swords of various properties.

"About Uncle Setuna"

"What does Master Setsuna regret? And how do you know that?

"I touched my memory."

"You mean the same as Miliu-Libaien"

"That sort of thing. But I'm not gonna be like her."

Perhaps Malik laughed small because he remembered that Miliu was boneheaded by Setuna.

"... so what does Master Setuna regret?

"If only I had more power."

Malik's words stabbed his heart, not Nahless's ear.

"If I could handle Chaos Bringer better. If you can draw on the power of chaos bringer. If you have the power. If only we had the power, we could have defeated more enemies. I could have defended more allies. There is no floating in victory, his soul is full of regret. Oh, what drives him so far ~"

"Really, Master Setuna thinks that?

"What are you going to do with lying? If you don't believe me, you can ask that kid too. I don't know if you can tell me."

"No, I'm sorry. I don't doubt you. [M] I just can't believe it."

Although Nares said he has not won with the power of Setuna alone, it was not meant to be. I know for a fact that I rely on Setuna for Gandhian troops, and I intend to do so myself. No matter how many warriors you are, it's Nares who can't do anything on his own. I understand that it is a victory with the activity of Setuna and the Black Spear, and that it is a leap forward for the Gandhian army.

Setsuna has led many battles to victory. Regardless, sacrifices were made. If it becomes a big battle, it is close to impossible, such as winning without causing damage. No matter how powerful the black spear is, there's no way Setsuna can be a human being and participate in all the battles than there's only one Setsuna. It was only natural that there would be casualties on my side, and there was no need for Setuna to regret anything about it.

He has a tougher fight than anyone.

My body and spirit are so terrible that I have to sleep for days to drain them.

No matter what the outcome, no one can blame him.

"I'm sure Uncle Setuna thinks too much."

"Maybe it's his goodness and his wickedness"

"I think so."

"Thanks"

"Thank you for coming."

That's the end of the story.

Malik headed ahead of the Gandhian army for the operation and Nares left the main unit to give instructions to the Yangtze. Yang Dynamic Squads need to make enemy troops understand that they are Yang Dynamic. Human beings with small numbers and high survival rates are desirable. When that happens, it will naturally be chosen among the armed summoners.

"If you're Setsuna's understudy, you'll have to do it."

Among the Yang Dynamic Troops, Miliu-Libaien was one of them exhaling pneumonia.

As the Yang Dynamic unit left the main unit, a separate unit flew toward a completely different purpose. This was also a platoon made up of armed summoners, and as I branded it a flight platoon, it consisted only of summoned armed users who had the ability to fly.

Though I said I couldn't rely on the Maliks, I didn't hesitate to incorporate them into the tactics. He wanted to make a record of using his measures to destroy the Demon King's army.

(At least with your help, that's fine)

Nares narrowed his eyes to signs of impending death.

The enemy was lining up in the middle state of the river to see how they peered around. A human being. All this looks like the same face, but I could grasp that one is a woman and the remaining nine are men. The woman's hair was as red as it burned in the morning, and that was all unusually noticeable.

Ha Mitra G. was lurking in the groves. The peachy armor around you is too conspicuous. No matter how dark the mornings are, if there were Beth Bell wearing peachy armor feet, you'd know right from a distance. It was a subpoena weapon that was never suitable for hostile inspection, but all that could not be helped by her. Just come up with another formula, because it's impossible.

Naturally, my men are also letting me lurk in the woods. About fifty Bethbells all the time. That's not the full force of her unit, but Ha Mitra G. 's Kingsguard is the fifty.

(Hmm...)

I'm asking you out.

Probably lurking soldiers across the river. If you ride the invitation and set up a chase, you'll get a painful counterattack.

(If so)

Should we take the opponent's positive moves backwards and crush the measures?

Mitra was in a hurry. How can we let the humans who are provoking this one in the middle state of the river blow a bubble? What should we do to remind those who have no enemies of the Demon King of the horrors of the Demon King and the prison people?

That's all Mitra thinks.

Eventually, when Mitra Squad Two Thousand came together, there was a main unit led by Ha Isl Ghi at the rear. Mitra and Isle were in the same Ha clan, contending over the throne of the captain.

Mitra was defeated and Isle became general. Isle was immediately praised by the Demon King as the general of the glorious Demon King Army. Most of Bethbell took it to Isle. Only one Mitra party didn't recognize him.

But the Demon King's decision is absolute. Mitra thought only of containing her inner discomfort and devoting herself to the Demon King.

She wanted to get out of Isle.

If the Mitra squad alone defeats the Gandia army, will Isle lose its position and face?

The decision was quick.

Mitra ordered the Kingsguard and informed Mitra of the march. Fly out of the jungle and approach the Wayle River.

"You're here!

A red-haired woman shows her interception setup. Mitra unlocked her full armor capability. I was going to smash all the traps.

Each piece of armor vibrates violently, lifting Mitra's power. I stepped on the ground. Power enough for the ground to sink. Fly. I saw a red-haired woman waving her sword across the street in time. His body splashes innumerably, and his fragments join like whips, attacking Mitra as he becomes. Mitra, in the air, jumps further out of the sword's orbit. A woman pounds her tongue and retreats. Mitra even laughed at the lure behavior as expected. When I landed in the river, the blisters colored my vision. When I look up, I see a human platoon trying to pull the Mitras across the river.

Mitra, mocking, waited for the Mitra squad to rally all over the river. Instead of pursuing them, they slap in long-range attacks.

Mitra roared, and when he commanded, Mitra squad Resbel, Besbell, opened his mouth simultaneously, releasing light with the roar. Hundreds of rays pierced the river into the groves over there, causing destruction.

A torrent that shook the earth and pushed it in fury swallowed up the Mitra squad.