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

"Looks like the assassination failed."

Olias-Leviath followed Crude-Fabruneia to the basement of the Xenokis fortress. There is his facility in the basement. It will take the form of a renunciation of my duties as Commander-in-Chief of the Demon King's Army, but I will have no choice but to do this. There were too few pawns to move.

"Couldn't you even get close to Leongando"

Crude was unresponsive, but he didn't even care. He had lost sight of himself in repeated iterations of life and death and had even lived and succeeded in being uncertain whether he was alive or dead. What connects him to reality is the armor of the summoning armor that has wrapped him around, and only that pitch-black armor has established his relationship with Orias.

If I hadn't spoken, I wouldn't have made any footsteps. A metal shoe, but not a single noise along the stone aisle, is nothing short of his skill. Crude is one of the armed summoners who survived the Dinobot Cave. Its strength should be known by extrapolation.

Turn the aisle and go down the stairs.

During the journey, the voices of soldiers were flying on their way to the restoration work of the fortress. Even if we work from now until morning, we won't be able to restore the fortress to its original state. The walls and buildings have vanished beautifully. You can probably use summoning weapons to bridge the gaps in the walls, but that doesn't make a lot of sense either. Coalition forces are coming at us. If it were, it would easily destroy the walls and so on to that extent.

"It's too late for everything. The god of war left my hand, and his disciples were disputed. I was hoping Merriol would lead the cry, but not in that situation."

The intervention of the god of war has caused enormous damage not only to the enemy, but even to his allies. If Merriol himself is caught in that light, that's it. It is only when the chain of command is clear that the strength of the militarized Imperial Demon will be harnessed. Conversely, when a Commander falls, the Demon King's Army's combat power decreases dramatically.

I guess that was an inevitable path in operating the Imperial Devil as an army. Moving powerful, incomparable monsters exactly as ordered is not an easy thing. It seems that even under the influence of the Demon King, there were still monsters running around. It was the arm and strength of a man named Yubel who militarized those people after their training. Although the size of the Demon King's Army has swelled since Orias became Commander-in-Chief of the Demon King's Army, that was also because the basic concept of Uberle was based on it.

Without Yubel's abilities and teaching skills, there would have been no such thing as an inflated Demon King's Army functioning without any problems.

"If Merriol dies, the weepers will collapse. Lyuhubs will not be able to move until the selection of a new king, and Lyudiz will head to the queen"

It's not a bad thing that Lewdies gathers at the Queen's. The queen of today is Lyuska, who is also the pet princess of the demon king. It will mean thousands of Lewdies will be gathered under the Demon King.

What makes Lyuhubs unable to move because of the loss of Merriol, the king, is that he has no choice. Nor does the Demon King have enough power to alter the code of the race. Just as the Great King of Willedo (oh, you) did not move, the King's Leufus does not move.

"But he won't lose"

Down the stairs and further down the aisle. In the basement, there was a prison used by the Kruselk army, but it had been transformed into a training facility for the Imperial Devil by the life of Orias. It removes iron lattices and walls, making it a whole lot of space. Claw marks of destruction were engraved everywhere, and it seemed to occur to me that a flashy battle had been waged.

It was in this training facility that he planted an armed subpoena on the Imperial Demon.

The reproduction of the Dragon Cave by the Imperial Demon led to the discovery of three talents: Merriol, Berk and Ha Isl Gui, and also to the growth of numerous Imperial Demons into leading armed summoners. Though I couldn't forbid to laugh bitterly at the fact that a human would have completed a 10-year training course in just one month. Lyuhubs, Lyudys, Willedo, Resbel, and Bethbell - it turns out that the imperial demons of the human form have the same or more intelligence and brains as humans. On the other hand, it may well have been the great failure of such imperial demons to coordinate or enter into cooperative relationships for the annihilation of mankind that allowed mankind to build up its history to this day. The Imperial Devil is hanging out. Even Resbell and Bethbell do. In that regard, humans are different. If it comes to the Imperial Devil, even the hated enemy nations join hands and try to keep the people safe. Coalition forces are a good example. Ishika and Meredo, who are members of the coalition, were in hostilities until just before the formation of the coalition and were in a state of immediacy. But if it was to eliminate the army of the demon king Uberle and the emperor demon, they stood in contradiction with each other and joined the coalition forces. The Imperial Devil can't think about it.

The Demon King's army is wrapped up in one only by the power of Demon King Yubel.

The armies wrapped around one of them also crumbled before a strong bond of man.

Neither did the Imperial Demon, who met with the art of armed summoning, rival Lyohan's goddess of war, the four great heavenly samurai, or Gandia's army of armed summoners. Of course, they're not the only ones.

You misjudged the enemy's power.

Once you pass through the training facility, you will reach the spacious room. The classroom and the desk lined up in front of it were used to raise the Imperial Demons as first-class armed summoners. It was only hilarious for the alien monsters to listen quietly to Orious's lectures.

Go up to the lecture hall and bend inside the table. Remove the key that was hidden in the sleeve of the clothes and unlock the door provided under the teaching table. A special vault is a substitute that cannot be destroyed by a little or softer external pressure. A black spear would easily destroy it, but in that case, what's inside won't be safe either.

It was dozens of pieces of paper that were removed from the vault. The pieces of paper are lined with ancient sacred letters. One would only recognize that there are similar strings lined up in things that do not know ancient characters. That was the spell of armed summoning and a substitute called the surgical ceremony.

Most of the spells his godson, the Imperial Demon, built in his coaching. Some, but not many, were given by Orias. Unlike in Dinobot Cave, he left it to the autonomy of his disciples.

Dinobot Cave, because it all needed to be kept under his control, because it was not his role to manage and rule the Imperial Demon.

As he quickly read each and every one of them, Orias then rewrote the procedure and forcibly returned it. Summoning armed is vicious. It is only a disgrace that such things are in the hands of non-armed summoners.

"It looks like Merriol died in action, too."

That would mean that Stargazer responded to the repatriation. Exactly, the original contractor cannot rewrite the surgical formula during use.

Orias, rounding the pieces of paper, handed them to Crude. Crude grabbed a piece of paper and compressed it with some force and shattered it. Now we can no longer reproduce the Imperial Devil's armed summons.

Somewhat relieved.

Secondly, when I looked at Crude's hand, the red and black ones were attached. The blood seems to be clotting.

"You fought for once."

Orias laughed bitterly at Crude's discipline. He fought Gandhian army soldiers, even though he could not reach Gandhian army headquarters, and seems to have achieved quite a bit of success. But the little blood returned also indicates the shortness of his battle. Perhaps, knowing that the assassination was impossible, he left immediately. Judging by that, it's not bad.

"Well, let's go back up. I need you to report the fact that the weepers have lost."

Rub through the side of the crude.

There was a shock. My whole body cramps. Severe pain. Belly. Look down. The black hand of the crude I just saw was piercing Orious's belly. Orias' blood dyes the back of Crude's hand red. In the pain of instant death if he were a regular man, he mocked himself for not dying and for not being able to kill him.

"What... I'm going to"

"Mi...... Lew"

"Ha... ha, is that it? That's all. Well, that's all you had."

Orias, laughing, threw up blood reflexes. I threw up and escaped from Crude's arm. He escaped and fell to the floor while knocking down his desk. Because I fell over as I turned back, or I wore an ass cake. Pain is paralysed by severe pain drilled in the belly. No, it's not an easy thing to do, like severe pain. The pain of death isn't strange is disturbing Orias' consciousness.

But I can't die.

"But I'm sorry to hear that. Neither will the blow of your body kill me. I will not die more than you. Immortality. That's me. Cursed blood heir. That's me."

I have no choice but to endure pain than not to die. I can't help myself, I can't move, but it's only a matter of time. Soon playback begins. Reconstruction of flesh by curse. It's the irrationality of this curse that keeps you from dying where you've been decapitated.

It is said that it was the Holy King who cursed Levia. So many people have summoned gods by summoning magic. Cursing the traitor to the last generation may have been nothing.

"The resuscitation pills were created by dissecting, analyzing, and researching myself. I can't help but be an incomplete substitute. Impossible to reproduce until the curse of the Holy King."

"Miliu... Goddess... Mine"

Crude was looking down at his right hand. Hands pierced through Orias. Bloody hands. I felt uncomfortable.

"What...?

Orias admitted that in the never-ending pain, it was getting darker in front of him. Neither restore nor play begins. The pain does not go away, but rather increases in intensity. Feels like you're losing something.

"I see... you mean that. Got it. Understood. Well, then I know why you're back. You ran into Miliu, didn't you?

A man who became a pseudo-summoning magic manipulator in Zalwarn and had been speechless since he lost sight of himself suddenly began to speak his name. If I had thought of it, that was all I had. There was a Miryu in the camp of the Gandia army. Miliu-Lebaen belonged to Gandia after the Zalwarn War. As part of the Royal SS Lion's Tail. No wonder he was acting with the Gandhian army.

"I ran into Miliu, I fought Miliu, but I couldn't kill him. I couldn't kill him, but I wounded him. That blood is Miliu's blood... haha"

If the blood attached to Crude's hand belonged to Miliu, I was convinced of everything. It doesn't start regenerating, it doesn't restore the flesh, that's all.

Blood.

Only Leviath's blood can destroy the blood heir.

"Was it not Miloo himself who kills me, but the blood of Miloo? Is the blood of Levia, the blood of Leviath, to destroy me? But then, what happens to this curse? Will it dissolve...?

It was the moment when all the research over the years was wasted, but it was a discovery enough to make that matter better.

I think I saw Crude walking over. In a dark vision, the black armor was too poorly visible to be sure, but I'm sure it is. I may be going to stab you in the stomach. That's not a bad thing. Whatever the circumstances, the enemy should be stabbed to a halt.

I would have been able to grasp the signs and sounds as usual, but I couldn't even do that right now. I don't see anything. I can't hear anything.

No, I hear you.

Distant voice.

Someone's talking...

"And what's your yume?

"Dreams...?

I thought about it a little bit because the kid was young and it was too early to let him carry Leviath's business. In those days, I still had feelings as a parent.

"Well... it's like grabbing a star."

I can't grab the stars.

Just like that, the curse of the Holy King cannot be lifted.

I couldn't solve it for nearly five hundred years. I will continue to curse Leviath's blood.

The kid was decent. Girl with beautiful platinum hair.

Howdy?

'Oh......'

"Then I will follow you."

To a child who bowed respectfully, he was also taken aback. I could imagine whose imitation it was. It would be my wife's attitude towards Mirelbas-Ryburn.

"Miriyu no Yume no Masaki -"

My voice is far away.

Too far away, I can't hear you very well.

That was the only shame. but I thought it would be a joy for her to not have to be cursed.

"Finally..."

Orias, with all his mouth, held his breath.

He was staring down at the man's body.

The remains of Orian-Lebaen.

A large hole in the abdomen was fatally wounded.

Orian was still human. He died because he's a human being. It's not a monster. It's just a human being.

Still, I had to kill him.

Otherwise, she won't be saved.

Miliu-Lebien's only wish.

Only to kill Orian, she survived that hell. With relatives in my hands. But I kept living. It's an easier world to die in, and I still saw tomorrow. Live long enough for one day, and one day, kill Orian. Murdering Orian, the organizer of that hell, was the only purpose of her life.

To save her heart, there's nothing but someone killing Orian.

That's what he thought.

The moment he realized that the woman he met in that forest was Miliu-Lebien, he knew what he was born for.

No, I know what they're keeping me alive for, I suppose.

To free my goddess from the curse.

When I understood that I had this life just for it, I could play it.

And when I finished the role, I could also erase the Goddess's memory from his head and lose it.

Turning his back on the man's wreckage, he escaped from the Xenokis fortress, having been the original vain being and accomplished.