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

Looking up at the gray sky.

He's lying on his back on a plain of nothingness, staring far ahead.

Not black, not white, gray.

Everything was gray. Neither the earth, nor the grass, nor the stones, nor the sand, nor the sky, nor the clouds, nor the sun, could even seem gray in the colour of the wind blowing through.

Dream and present boundaries.

"Not again."

Setuna blurred, but I thought that was all right this time.

Only here can we interact with him. I have to ask him something. There's something I need to know. Otherwise, Setuna may not be able to fight. I might reject the black spear.

Of course, it's a different matter of whether he responds or not.

Eventually, a black dot appears in the gray sky. The only color in the gray is that. Eventually, the black dots grow bigger. We're getting closer. It's descending far from heaven. I can see that is so immense.

It opened its wings. A pair of flying membranes. And it reveals what it looks like. A dark dragon. Dozens of meters are landed by a giant covering Setuna's sight, making noises that cause heaven and earth to collapse. Only the aftermath of the impact of the landing is going to blow me away. It's ridiculous, but it's so much mass.

I don't know if mass or laws of physics make sense between dreams and reality, but I guess it makes sense because I felt shocked.

Face-to-face with several dragons. I was no longer used to that beauty, but there was no way I wasn't overwhelmed. Black dragons are the incarnation of black spears. Setsuna knows best how awesome Chaos Bringer is. It is no exaggeration to say that you know it by yourself. Its sharpness of sharpness, the destructive power of a single blow, its power that is unthinkable in common sense, and its most powerful summoning armed with multiple abilities. I didn't think the word "strongest" was too much.

When I said it, countless eyes looked down at this one. Crimson eyes are well reflected in a black, giant body. My jaw moved.

"You're dying again."

To the opening of the pitch-black dragon the best words, Setuna flashed. Standing up on the spot, raise your voice. Smoking thoughts in my chest made my voice low.

"Sorry about that."

"I should have warned you."

"Your warnings don't get guidelines."

Setsuna stared at the black dragon, but he didn't seem to be there.

"I don't understand that. It's your fault."

"Just kidding."

When he threw it away, the dragon laughed delightfully. Black dragons may like Setuna to suffer. If you dare to issue obscure warnings also in order to plant suspicion in Setuna and put a physical and psychological strain on her, it can be explained. It's something I don't want to be convinced of, but I don't see any other reason.

"So, you're just here to say that?

"Well, that's the place"

"You're free, you too."

"I'm free."

Setuna clapped out because the dragon admitted it too lightly.

"You can't fly in the sky with wings, you can't utter words with your mouth, you can't exert it with your power. That's what summoning is all about."

"... right"

The Black Dragon takes that look and is free to move only because this is the narrow space between dreams and present. He is nothing but a black spear in the real world. Even if we can communicate our will to Setuna, we cannot speak a clear language. Moving around freely is foolish, and power can only emanate through Setuna. Infirmity Extreme.

If you think about it, you might even learn a little sympathy.

"How do you feel being a god, by the way? I was able to create a demon. Aren't you going to be a creator?

"Demon of use......?

Disgusting, but I didn't pretend to think of it. I kind of know what the word "demon" means. Speaking of demons, I have the impression that they are used by witches and wizards, and that small animals take on that role. There are also stories of vampires using bats and acting as demons. Of course, Setsuna's knowledge is only to the extent gained from such things as comics and cartoons.

However, I was able to grasp the events indicated by the word mood that made me a god. It must be about the resuscitation of Rem.

The dragon narrows his eyes. Red eyes like blood half-eyed at the same time, which was an odd sight.

"It's about Rem-Marlow."

"Rem uses demons?

"Your daughter's soul is yours, and her life is yours. Plus, it's one-sided synchronization. Do you understand that you are superior?

"Oh......"

Nod, admit it.

Setsuna had a complete understanding of her relationship with Rem. Both that and this was due to the information flowing in from the black spear at the time of resuscitation. If Setuna dies, the synchronization of his life will be refused, and Rem will die, but even if Rem dies, Setuna will not die.

No, in the first place, it's better that Rem never dies. Regardless of how much Lem's flesh is damaged and interferes with her life activities, her flesh is restored immediately using the vitality supplied by Setuna.

"That would be the subordination itself. You are the Lord, and his daughter is the devil."

I found out what the black dragon was trying to say. That could have been exactly right. She was reborn into the world as Setuna's demon.

"... then it would be a mistake to ask how it feels to be a god. God doesn't need a demon."

"Right."

The black dragon laughed. The gray world rocked violently just as the giant head moved. It seemed to indicate the magnitude of black dragon influence.

But it's what you want.

"Mine? I wonder."

Rem's resuscitation is strongly influenced by Kanagi and Gosh's aspirations. Of course, Setuna herself wanted to save her, but that wasn't everything.

The black dragon shook his head.

"You want strength. He craves stronger, more intense power."

"That's my own problem. We can't just leave you like this."

When Malik-Majik used the black spear, he saw something called a difference in power. I thought about it. I could understand how humble and vulnerable I am. A combined effort is not enough. No, maybe it's not something you can handle with effort or something. But we have to be able to draw more black spear power than Malik. Otherwise, there is no primary significance for black spears. Setuna's presence makes no sense anymore.

"But I don't think that's enough. Wouldn't you?

……

You received Setuna's silence as an affirmation, or the dragon went on to say it.

"You wielded too much power. He used my power, scattered destruction and killing, and boasted of the existence of an overwhelming force in a world of chaos. I can't help but see what fascinates you."

I felt a number of faces floating in the eyes of a black dragon. It could be a vision. But Setuna did see the faces of many in the eyes of the dragon. Faria, Ruufa, Miliu and other Gandhian military officials such as Leongand, Nares, Algazard, Astar, Ein and Dorka in the face of The Lion's Tail. Even the prince and wife of Lucion, the beast princess of Abad, and one less directly involved in the king of Meredo, such as the bow saint of the sea lion, were pictured in the dragon's double eyesight.

Even though it was said to be a dream of one, it was not a good pin, but only Leongand was convinced. That's what he said himself. Setuna and the presence of a black spear poked and moved his dreams. That's for sure. That's all Setuna was about to admit.

"You have a duty to see what you dream of until your dreams break and you fall into reality."

"Obligations…"

"And that's also my duty. I entrust my powers to you, and I also have a duty to see everything through with you. So let me tell you one thing. My powers are not yet complete. In order to be complete, there is one more thing that must be destroyed"

"One more thing... so, you're really the last one, huh?

I can't help but wonder if there is more, but if it is made clear that there is one more thing, it will make my mind easier. The battle between Lance of Designer and Wayne was intense, and the battle between Mask of Disper and Craig was only painful. If they are part of the power of black spears, then it's natural to struggle, but that's not why I'm happy. It's not as good a quality as it gets excited about struggle.

But it was also a pleasure for Setuna to clarify that the black spear would be further enhanced. We can be stronger. Maybe we can get more power than anyone can beat. If that were to happen, would it not be the same as Gandia's unification of the group of small continental States?

"It seems to be named Edge of Thurst. Feel you and me somewhere in this world."

Because the power has grown stronger, he added. I guess that means the effect of absorbing Lance of Designer and Mask of Dispair.

"Destroy that edge of thurst and the power of your black spear will be complete..."

"Yes."

"When that happens, what happens?

Although I asked, I know one of the answers. It means being strong. If the black spear becomes complete, it may be stronger than it was at the time of the first summons. Even the black spear is strong.

Does it make sense to be stronger than this?

Of course, the black dragon, the black spear desire, is not power. They want to go back to full condition. Setuna, as the user of the spear, must fulfill his wishes. This would also be an obligation. I'm using his powers.

"Your wish may come true."

"Wishes......"

"It means we can be stronger. But."

Unexpectedly, the dragon's voice was disturbed. The murmur, as if it were a mixed line, makes your ears uncomfortable.

"What more can you do?"

I suddenly woke up wondering if the dragon's voice had moved away rapidly.

Thoughts were clear when he said he had just woken up from a dream. No, I was wandering between dreams and reality narrows, so maybe I'm lightly awake. Dreaming is a shallow proof of sleep, he said. What about the narrow space between dreams and reality?

"Eh."

I recognized the fact that I had pain in my abdomen and it helped. The body moves. I guess the heavy is also due to fatigue. There is a bandage wrapped around the abdomen.

What I feel next is darkness. It seems to be the middle of the night. The windows seem to be tightly closed, and the moon or starlight hasn't even come in. Maybe it's not a glass window. Why do you care about all that? Question your thoughts, but it's easy.

I wanted light.

There had to be light to illuminate the darkness.

"Good morning, master."

The voice was heard from a short distance away.

"You've had a long sleep"

And the light of the demonic crystal lamp she apparently put on raised the girl's face in the darkness.

Of course, it's Rem-Marlow.