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

On April 7th, the day the sky cleared and the bright spring sun lit up the king's capital, the third round of the match in front of you took place during the Lion's Palace Nebu.

The results of WWI and WWII were published yesterday and held up on that topic throughout the Wang capital. Some talk about who will win, while various voices shook up The City, including those that say Setuna is determined to win, voices that she expects from Rüg-Rhodin, and logners wishing to win Grad-Clyde.

Bets aimed at winning or losing the previous match were also made there, followed by pickings by the City Guard. In Wangdu, gambling was basically forbidden.

The City Guard as well as the Royal Palace Guard are active.

There were never many people who wanted to see at first sight what was going on in your game, and there were successive attempts to sneak into the royal palace compartment at all costs. The security net of the Royal Palace Guard had become delicate and severe by the time it was awesome as a result of various incidents, and the intruder was captured in a position.

Originally, it was a felony during a felony, such as breaking into a royal palace compartment, and it was like being summarily executed, but sometimes it was time to celebrate the Queen's pregnancy, and the execution was dropped off and kept in jail. It would also be significant that many of the intruders into the royal palace were not found to be malicious towards the royal family, but rather a late act of increased favor. I wanted to bless the Queen with all my heart, and I tried to break into the midst of Nanbu. There is room for sympathy.

Some girls go into and out of spaces that are impossible for ordinary people like that.

Elina-Carone was also visiting the third round of the match before you to watch. This time, Setuna is using the authority of her uncle, not the assistant captain of Lion's Tail. Of course, he only exercised the rights granted, and no one doubted Setuna's actions.

During the venue's Nanbu, the installations are placed exactly as they were yesterday. There is a stage for matches at the centre, with a wide space around it, lined with hundreds of chairs to surround the space.

The VIP seats were available at heights. It would be a consideration to make the game look good. It may also be to ensure that the people in the VIP table are not easily attacked. Most of all, under this circumstance, where Gandhian military personnel hiss, only the King and his wife and royal officials will attempt to target how much of a fool they have in their arms.

Of course, we have full security. While Cain-Vivre is waiting on the side of the VIP table with a summoning arm in his hand, near the King and his wife, a man named Aria seems to be holding back. He says it's normal to not see it in Rem's eyes, but not see it. Nearly impossible, such as assassinating a king protected by such a person.

The facilitator of your previous match, following yesterday, was Zephyr-Maldean in charge. The distinctive gentleman with the moustache, near the king and the head of the Maldeen family, wore a red based courtesy, the national colour of Gandia, which appeared somewhat more flashy than yesterday. When he showed up on stage, most of the audience was taken aback.

"Mr. Zephyr, maybe you're having fun."

As Faria laughed, Miliu tilted his neck.

"Is that the one?"

"Come on?"

"Doesn't that mean the unknown nature is coming to light?

"Perhaps."

Zephyr-Maldean also said it was shallow to have a relationship with Setuna. Zephyr said it was Zephyr who made various arrangements for Setuna, unfamiliar with her life at the Royal Palace, and she took care of her even after the appointment of the leader.

Setuna is made up by the help of a variety of people. Naturally. There are no exceptions. Even if there was something alive without anyone's help, it was just a conjecture.

One cannot live alone.

Just like Rem is, yeah.

"This Zephyr-Maldean will still try to make progress in your previous game today!

Zephyr's loud voice echoed during Nanbu because the audience was surprisingly quiet. It wasn't long before the cheer boiled, but he didn't even care to stop.

"It is also being held today in front of Her Majesty Leongand and Her Royal Highness Lady Nage, in the name of the match before you. He said that yesterday's Games I and II have also been enjoyed in all games, and he is looking forward to working on it today. For those of you who have won the Third World War, Your Majesty, I would like to show you a battle that exceeds Your Highness's expectations."

Zephyr's tongue is smooth. The traceable progression at the beginning of the previous match seemed to be a lie, and yesterday it was said that he was nervous about the stage of the previous match. I seem to have gotten used to being exposed to the audience's gaze for a day.

"Now let's begin the first game of Game III of your previous match. To the east, Grad-Clyde!

When Zephyr tells him in high spirits, Grad-Clyde, who had refrained near the stage, takes his seat and takes to the stage. When he received the wooden sword on stage, the applause and cheer rolled up.

"To the west, Rüg-Rödin!

Likewise, Rüg-Rödin went up to the stage and received the wooden sword. There was also cheer and applause for him. Rugg, who was a worldly unnamed swordsman, apparently won an enthusiastic supporter in yesterday's activism, even with a whisper. Compared to Grad, it would sometimes be that he is young and looks good. It's not like Grad's appearance is ugly either, but it's not like a young woman is tempting. Instead, it was a person named Grad who heated the breasts of the young soldiers.

Hundreds of spectators gathered between the two confrontations swallowed solitude. Both have shown their strength in WWI and WWII. There was an atmosphere that it wasn't strange which one won, and I didn't see where the wins and losses went at all.

"I guess Rüg-Rödin"

Lucus-Vain, who sat in the front row of the audience following yesterday, crushed with no one.

I want you to beat the Legion Commander.

"It's hard."

"Hey."

The Mercenary Corps conversation was just for listening. Regarding the contents of the game, it was a good thing for the "Pale Wind" executives to make relentless criticisms that ignored the identity, position, etc. of the opponents. Most of all, there was absolutely nothing to curse at. Overall, the mercenaries are pleased with the high standard of combat.

"If I could at least take a blow, it would be possible."

In the Sigurd-Foliar way, in Grad-Clyde, it seemed as if he could not capture Rüg-Rhodin, and in fact, he was right.

The third round, or the first of the semi-finals, ended with a Rüg-Rödin victory.

All along, Rüg was overwhelming Grad. Rüg's sword moves were only remarkable when Lem saw them, and only words of praise came to mind.

It was a heartless battle to make you say it from a competent Lux-Vein as a commentator, and it was a story of his opponent being sorry. The battle as if to dance and dance in a strange way on stage may also take away the hearts and minds of those who have never seen a competitive match. It was so gorgeous and left an intense impression.

Grad says he's the owner of a rigid force that won't even take a pull on Sigurd-Foliar. As Sigurd said, if I could even beat a blow to Rüg, I would have let him fall and snatched the winning spot.

Grad's wooden sword could not capture Luig and Luig scored and won.

It's not that Grad is weak. It's obvious from yesterday's game.

All I can say is that I was unlucky to have bumped into Luig, which would mean that Luig's participation in the game in front of you determined his fate.

"If you knew someone like Rug-Rhodin was in it, maybe I'd be glad to be in it."

Lux crushed it a little too bad. Apparently he's a root fighter, and he probably thinks he could have enjoyed it if he'd fought Luig. If you try to lem, you are glad he declined his appearance. Naturally, think about Setuna. No matter how Setuna grew, there was no way he could have fought Lux. Even if it was a competitive match competing for a score, not a game in real life format, I don't see the winner at all. The difference in power was so overwhelming that even a conscious lem perceived Setuna as such.

Looking at someone like that, it seems like a man named Rug-Rhodin can fight. If Setuna makes it to the finals, does she have a winning chance?

Rem put his hand on his chest and pushed his anxiety to death.

"Wasn't it going to be decided to win?

"Still, I think it's a battle to entertain the audience."

"Thinking about the audience, it's not like Lux"

"In the first place, I thought the audience would be white, so I just dropped off my participation."

As Lux pointed his mouth, Jin-Krell laughed.

Cheers happen unexpectedly.

Seeing, on stage, Luig and Grad were shaking hands.

The two handshakes made the game clear.

Eventually, the two get off the stage and Setsuna-Kamiya and Barrett-Weissmoon, the contestants of Game II of Game III, show up on the stage side.

"Game three in front of you, game two! Barrett-Weissmoon, coming from the west!

Zephyr invites his colleagues onstage. Barrett received a wooden sword and waved lightly as he went on stage.

"And from the east, Setuna-Kamiya!

Following Barrett, Setuna went up on stage. Because of the thickness of the cheer, the high expectations of Setuna can be met. Of course, there are voices that support Barrett, but compared to voices that support Setuna, there is no choice but to be less.

Setuna has brought victory to repeated wars.

He was a hero to Gandhia.