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

The journey continues unabated.

There is no such thing as an end.

It's a hell of a journey that lasts forever close.

I only know that that is the sin and punishment that has been inflicted on me. I don't even remember why I got sin and punishment, and I don't even try to remember.

My first name is not remembered.

I just have the feeling that I have power and I have to use that power correctly. I don't know why. Maybe there's no reason. Perhaps the casual assumption was just making a move on itself with certainty.

I keep walking in extension.

You don't need to rest.

Nor was it impossible to keep walking indefinitely long.

When I pinch a fight, I guess I just get the need to rest, but fortunately, I never encountered a situation where a fight was needed.

I never encountered a burglar or bandit, nor was I attacked by an Imperial Demon. Maybe it's because you're walking in the mountains without a single way, without even a veterinary path, or because attacking him doesn't taste like anything. He was traveling in one of them.

The armor helmet is his only possession. If you don't have food, you don't have money. Those are unnecessary for his journey. As long as you move your legs, you can keep walking near infinity.

That is sin and punishment.

We must have crossed some borders.

We proceeded north through the Xenokis Fortress and passed the Crusade. It goes too far through several more cities. According to my memory, to the north of Kruselk there was a country called Charlum and to the north of Charlum there was a small country called Kara.

Memory.

It was a strange thing, and the discrepancy between what I remember and what I don't remember was intense. The memories about geography are clear enough to be complete, but when it came to the memories about people, I lost sight of the outline as soon as possible. But it's not a journey of relying on harsh memories to find someone to relate to. If we are going to make such a journey, we should head south, not north. Southwest, Zalwarn was the land that had to do with me.

When he stopped somewhat, he looked around. I'm pushing through the depressed woods. We can see that the animals who live in this forest are watching his trends carefully. To the animals he is nothing but a foreign object and an unwanted visitor.

Again, walk out. You can even sense the gaze and footsteps of a small animal because your senses are enlarged and sharp. Sensing accuracy to such sensing ranges as cannot be obtained by ordinary people is said to be specific to armed summoners. I even forgot what the hell that thing called an armed summoner was, but I only remembered that it was an important word.

but so there's nothing to say.

It should have nothing to do with his journey.

Unexpectedly, I heard screams. There seems to have been something far to the left. Running away footsteps. Strange screams. It is not the roar of the beast. Creature. Imperial Demon.

He ran. Rub through the trees, jump over the grasshoppers and reach a screaming place. In the place where the scream occurred there remains the remnants of the unpleasant signs characteristic of the Imperial Demon. Hurry up and follow the remnants.

"Hey, don't come...! Somebody, help me!

The scream was heard right around the corner. I couldn't get away too far. There were traces of blood on the residue. The Lord of Screams is injured. Maybe the Imperial Devil wounded him.

He followed the blood trail shortly after he thought, and fisted through the back of Gresbel's head as he jumped into view. I don't have time for the little ghost to lift the severer, just a chunk of meat to fruition. but the Imperial Devil was not one. The little Imperial Devil is a herd.

"Don't kill me......!

The Imperial Demon, standing to the left and right of the corpse, looks back at this one stunned, surprised by the appearance of his compatriots turned into corpses. I was corpsed from the faster I looked back. His knife broke the bone in the kid's neck.

He looked down at Gresbel's body to make sure he was completely breathless and saw the girl.

It was the girl who was screaming. I had just entered a teen, and my childhood was out in its entirety. Looking at the tree standing up on its back, it looked like it had just blocked the escape route. There was a scratch on his right leg and blood was flowing. There is nothing else in life.

What bothered me was that my hair was red. Burning flaming colors were what aroused his memory. And you look like you're in a good mood.

We have to protect the girl. I'm sure. A mission.

"Mi...... Lew"

Only that word could have been uttered somehow. My throat hurts like it burns. It was as if the flesh itself refused to emit a sound.

"Huh...?

The girl was stunned.

Soon the Imperial Demon was dead, but all of a sudden something appeared wrapped around his whole body. Surprise would simply be stronger than being helped. Her reaction was natural, and that doesn't mean it's bad.

"You... you helped me?

The girl got it right, and I went.

He, nodding small, walked over to the girl and knelt before her.

"Hey, what...?

I could see the girl wandering, but he didn't have the words to explain.

He felt like he'd found a place to live.

He headed to her village, guided by a girl.

The village was outside the woods. Naturally. It's not a sane shack, such as creating a settlement without any enclosure in the woods. This world is flooded with alien monsters, and they are hostile to mankind. Even when it was ruled by the Demon King, it was no match to erase their malice and willingness to kill humanity. The Imperial Devil is the enemy of mankind, no matter how grateful he is.

Preparation for the enemy is necessary, even in small villages.

The village was also surrounded by walls, as were cities throughout the continent. Even so, it's not as huge and robust as a city. But just surrounding the surrounding quarters with walls became a restraint against the Imperial Devil. The Imperial Devil never raided an area that was basically covered by walls. It was unclear why, but it is perceived as a habit of the entire Imperial Demon. He may have figured it out to be the man who worked for the study of the Imperial Demon under the Demon King, but the man is long dead.

He killed it.

I had to kill him.

I had to.

It was also the mission entrusted to him.

If you finish your mission, a new mission awaits you.

Believe that, I embarked on a journey. I had to go on a journey. If I had stayed on that spot, the enemy would have caught me. The enemy should try to uncover his secrets. It's about me, a monster who won't die if I kill him. You can hit the research material and put it on.

He went on a journey to escape.

I'm glad to be on the journey, because I met her.

The girl called her name Mireille. It was a brain full of flaws that I couldn't even remember the name of the person, but only the girl's name could be engraved in my memory. There is nothing but good luck. Probably because it's a mission. His head of simple structure could not be suspicious.

Mireille kept talking until she made her way to the village. I don't know if it was originally rap or if he was talking to dispel anxiety. I realized that it was the latter, because as soon as I reached the village, she became silent.

The villagers reprimanded the girl for flying out of the village on her own, but when they realized his presence, they silenced. His silent pressure seemed to have quenched the villagers' minds. I'm not mean to offend you, but I wasn't even going to forgive you if you were going to hurt the girl.

Mireille was in the woods for a reason.

In the forest south of the village, there was a small lake, because the water in that lake was effective against my mother's disease. The forest is also known as the Apostolic Forest. In the forest, where the Apostle of Vashtara descended, there was a lake as a remnant of a miracle.

It would be superstition.

He thought, but he didn't feel like trampling the thoughts of a girl trying to save her mother from the disease by throwing her life away.

Mireille, when she returned to the house, gave the mother of the hospital bed the water she had drawn. When my mother asked me how I got it, she lied to me that she had him draw it on. He also hid a foot injury. My mother didn't doubt my daughter and thanked him.

"I'm sorry, it's just a casual thing"

After leaving my mother's room, the girl apologized, but he didn't feel bad.

I just felt satisfied that she was counting on me.

"What are you going to do now?

The only thing that tormented him was the inability to answer the girl's question.

He stayed in the village.

The barn of Mireille's house became his place.

Mireille called him the Black Knight.

I didn't feel bad.

Here, let's do our mission.

He cemented such determination in the spring sunshine as he watched the girl put out her energy for work.