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

Royal Palace Zone East Garden.

The small gardens, created by cutting through some of the royal woods that exist along the perimeter of the royal palace compartment walls, are usually known as places to be used as places of relaxation for the nobles.

Gandia has many nobles.

Most of the aristocrats seem to contribute to Gandhia by virtue of some position. It can be said that there are no politically involved, militarily involved, various, but unarmed nobles. The idea that nobility is the first to be made up of a nation and a people has long existed in Gandhia. It is the role of the nobility to take the initiative in fighting, and it is also said that it is the role of the nobility to conduct politics.

Of course, some serious aristocrats would be like flirting with their family qualities, but most of the Gandian aristocrats Lem has ever encountered were serious and honest. Setsuna's position. An dishonest nobleman may not want to approach him.

Huh, I thought about that because it was usually not at all popular with the eastern gardens where the nobles were garrisoned. There was no doubt that the holding of the match in front of you had restrained the nobles from walking and left the place of relaxation idle.

Small gardens in the woods. Just a garden, it had flower beds and fountains, and was colored by beautifully decorated benches and demonic crystal lamps. Even sunsets shining in the sky are used to colour gardens. In such a space, the man with the jacket and the headscarf is nothing short of disproportionate.

"An errand...... is it?

Rem tilted his neck. Even if it's not a deliberate attitude, I know it's a strange reaction. There is no way that anyone can get out of the venue and get to the same place right away.

"If you don't need me, there's got to be nothing like monitoring and tracking one."

"Surveillance, etc. You think you can do such a thing to just a servant?

"Servant?"

He seemed to laugh bitterly as he rebelled against these words.

"Though it doesn't seem as simple as being fake in your outfit or words."

"No, it's extremely simple."

Rem took the sleeve of the garment and showed it by introducing himself respectfully.

"I, Rem-Marlow. I am a servant of Lady Setuna Lars-Enjour."

"... I've heard of it. Rem Wau-Marlow. He must have been part of Zibel's death squad."

"It's Rem-Marlow, sir"

When Rem corrected, the opponent seemed snotty, but she continued without worrying.

"You have old information. If you're not near Gandhia, you'll see."

"Kruselk, is the information old enough after the war?"

"The world is constantly changing. I am not Gibelle, but Gandia's, Uncle Enjour's."

"Is Gibelle still after Uncle Setuna's neck?"

He went like that, but Rem laughed and didn't say anything.

"Fair enough. It's good to know who you are. I could probably understand how you were monitoring it."

"Understood?

"You must have used Reaper. It's invisible to me... but you're letting me lurk somewhere."

He may be looking under his headscarf. The headscarf worn in the depths of his eyes was ideal for hiding his gaze. If the gaze is hidden, the subsequent behavior becomes difficult to read, as well as to perceive emotions.

"You know Reaper."

"You can't possibly not know. Even if it was Reaper's unit when it was Zibel's leap agency, it still fought heavily in the Kruselk War. Show me your strength."

"The boast of power, it was necessary. To gain a say in the coalition."

The anti-Kruselk coalition is a coalition of large and small nations. In order to increase his speaking power, he had nothing but to manifest his military might. Gandia gained a lot of voice by the number of soldiers and The Lion's Tail, and led the war. Abard also gained his say by force. The same goes for Gibbel. Troops of soldiers and reapers became the source of Gibbel's voice.

"This is ridiculous."

"Yes, I know it's ridiculous."

Agreeing with the smile, he seemed somewhat dazed.

"Do you hate Gibbel?"

"Yes, I know it's my beloved country,"

"Love is a lot of paper."

I shook my head, for Christ's sake. The headscarf rocked, but I couldn't peek at my face.

"By the way, who are you? Can't you even ask why?

"Why, it has to be revealed. You named yourself after yourself. You don't have to name me after me. I will tell you, I am not an intruder in the royal palace."

"I know that. If you were an intruder, the royal guards wouldn't shut up."

"... Sure, that's too tight security. It was a hassle to explain everything."

He went like he was exhausted. In fact, it's like asking me to query my identity from myself in an outfit that's too flashy: a coat on a headscarf, and if I didn't, I'd say I'm extremely incompetent. Still, I guess what I put through that outfit is that I don't want to show my face.

(You're incompetent at the point where you won't let me take your headscarf)

I don't care how much your identity is guaranteed.

In the presence of His Majesty and His Highness the Queen and Her Highness the Queen, it is disrespectful to keep the headscarf on, and the person of the royal guard who made it good would be a matter to take responsibility. But there's also the possibility that I had to. For example, what if the person who guarantees his identity is a powerful man in Gandhia?

For example, Lem is free to walk around in the royal palace compartment because her Lord is Setuna. The Royal Palace Guard was completely untouchable with the presence of Setuna. He is a collar and head of the Royal SS. Setuna's guarantee is recognised as more certain than that of the royal palace guard.

Behind Rem's brain, several guarantor candidates emerged on par with Setuna.

"So, can you just ask me why I was being watched over your husband?

"Surveillance? I don't want to be mistaken, but I wasn't surveilling Uncle Negro. I just wanted to know if the Setuna-Kamiya was real."

"Was that so? So you were able to confirm the reality."

"Oh. I get it. Setuna-Kamiya is not a fictional being, but a real made hero."

I guess his words were also a provocation to Rem.

"No, you don't understand."

"Is that Reaper?"

In front of a man, a spark scattered.

Rem revealed the Reaper he was lurking in his shadow and made a man attack him. A thin, long dark hand struck the man, but the man struck down the “Reaper” hand with his right arm. At that moment, there are sparks scattered. The man's hand seemed, at first glance, no different from that of an ordinary man, but not only clashed with the hand of a “reaper" and nothing happened, but the spark scattered only meant that it was different from that of an ordinary man. Except for the story if he's wearing a metal cage hand, which he wasn't. It's a living body.

I mean, it's not normal.

"But how about working disrespectfully on a guest?

While trying to make an agreement with the “Reaper," the man has said softly. Rem glanced at the man while controlling the “Reaper” movement. “Reaper" - The alien skeleton that wraps around the coat of darkness is what can be termed the shadow of Lem, and has a different shape and different ability than the "Reaper” Wau used by the Reaper. It would be the effect of resuscitation. Even in terms of not needing a mask for the “Reaper” service, it had changed dramatically.

"I have not been able to keep my mouth shut by denying your husband for no reason."

"It's an interesting story that Gibelle's Reaper is attracted to Gandhian heroes and makes the covenant of the Lord, and it's not bad as a hero Tan"

"It would be impeccable"

The Great Sickle embodied in the hand of Reaper scolded the place where the man stood. I cut the sky. The man, leaping heavily, had his feet on the pillars of the Demonic Crystal lamp. My coat flickered and my headscarf wobbled. A sunset backlight envelops his face with shadows. It was indistinguishable even with the eye of a reaper.

"Dear Albail-Kerner!

Rem let the "Reaper” lurk in the shadows in an unexpectedly sounding cry. A man called Albail-Kerner is also descending from the Demonic Crystal lamp. I don't suppose there's any reason to show human disengagement, but I'm showing it to Rem. Maybe Lem thought he'd shut up about this, or that he wouldn't mind what leaks out of Lem.

Either way, Rem had no idea what Arbeil-Kerner was up to.

Footsteps and a woman appears in the garden. Some solemn airborne woman wore a royal palace guard uniform. The reddish hair and Bi's eyes remind me of someone famous in the royal palace.

She was shouting as she stuffed up at him when she discovered Albail-Kerner.

"Were you here!

"What do you think?

"Master Gisele Court is looking for you! I thought you wanted to talk to me about dinner."

"Supper party...... ok. Where's your uncle?

He said he was waiting for you between Nanbu and Nanbu.

"Well, let's try to ask right away"

Albail-Kerner passed beside Rem as he gave his respects to the lady of the royal palace guard.

"That's why. I'll leave you to Uncle Setuna."

The moment I pass, I'm left with those words.

My chest was not stirred because I didn't think it was okay for me to be a Setuna. I can't say enough about it, but more another emotion was born in her. Alert. The man who would be Albail-Kerner was elevated from a cautious to a dangerous figure in Rem. The same is true of bare-handed attacks on "Reapers," but avoiding attacks with superhuman bouncing power is also worth the threat. Of course, Rem didn't attack with all his might. It's also a good place to disqualify a servant, such as killing a guest with all your might because he's suspicious. That's what Setuna's gonna have to teach me.

(Though that might be nice)

"Rem-Marlow."

A woman from the Royal Palace Guard has been talking to me with her back to this side. Rem was a little surprised because of what was against Albeil and how his voice was changing.

"Yes. That's the royal guard, isn't it? You know the likes of me."

"There will be no humiliation. You are a fierce man named after a member of Zibel's Reaper Corps. Nothing that doesn't know your name is in this royal palace."

"I suppose so."

There is a good reason why the name Rem Wau-Marlow, a member of the Reaper Corps, is known at the Royal Palace in Gandia. One is because she is placed under the control of Setuna Lars-Enjour, who attracts the most attention in the Royal Palace of Gandhia, and one is because she attempted to assassinate Setuna Lars-Enjour or took him away to the land of shadows.

And Setuna's oddity of putting someone on his side who harms himself and tries to make him deceased is interpreted as an uninterrupted measure of breadth.

Rem wanted to break up the conversation with the royal guard woman early. If we don't put Albail-Kerner under surveillance, we're not going to be able to contain our minds.

"Rest assured. The man has royal palace guards and city guards watching him with all their might."

"That's a funny story. Mr. Albail-Kerner is a guest of Mr. Giselcoat Lars-Kernall? Why are you spying on me?

It's a fake name.

"Yes?"

"The name Arbeil-Kerner is false. It's a name created to deceive us. Indeed, the Kerner surname is common in Kernall. In fact, I have a servant with the Kerner surname who works at Uncle Gisellcourt's mansion. But there is no such thing as Albert-Kerner. At least not to the best of our grasp of the City Guard, the Royal Palace Guard. And there's no way that people who can't grasp the City Guard and the Royal Palace Guard can stay inside Gandhia."

"You think Master Gisele Court is lying?

"I don't know. It is not surprising that your uncle himself has been deceived. Its unlikely...... Either way, it means there are circumstances where you have to use a pseudonym. It's natural to put them under surveillance, isn't it?

"That's right. Who are you, by the way?

"Speaking of which, I was late in introducing myself. I am Avril-Santhian. Though a former Gibbel person, you've heard of him by name."

"Oh, were you from the San Sian family? I beg your pardon"

So, the point was made. Firstly, she is wearing the uniform of the Royal Palace Guard only because the Sancians have jurisdiction over the Royal Palace Guard and Avril-Sancian is the competent officer. Then it's August-Sancian who looks like someone else. Augusto, Avril's real brother, was so similar that it could be called Augusto who made her a man. Of course, Avril's shape is feminine and doesn't resemble that of Augusto.

"No, this is the one who lost his courtesy. You should have named him sooner."

"When it comes to the San Sian family, they are superior to the Gandhian royal family in their qualifications. I know there's no use caring for the likes of me."

"It's the glory of the past."

She went to throw up.

"The San Sian family was in a difficult situation to survive if they did not cling to the hands of the Gandia royal family. What happens when such a house is proud of its character? Just buy the public laughter. I don't care about the past. We live in the present, not the past. Aim for the future. You, too, don't you?

"... I guess so"

Rem nodded quietly, staring into Avril's blue eyes. The separation from the past allows her to exist here. Lem, as his servant, can stay on his side because he threw everything he built with Gibbel. If she's tied to the past, if she's bound to the past, she won't be here or anything.

I may have stayed in Gibelle and continued to live like a ghost.

"Well, that's enough of the spicy stories. The problem is, we're talking about the future."

"Yes. Sure, they said something about the dinner party?

"Oh. The Royal Palace's regular dinner party is scheduled for tonight. The guest of honor is Her Royal Highness and the winner of your match."

"My lord."

"That's what's gonna happen"

Avril nodded sternly. Lem couldn't tell if the constant wrinkles between her eyebrows were because the story was a story, by position, or by her personality. I also just got to know him. Her personality is still unclear. I found him to be a solemn man.

"But if it's a dinner party, that Guest is going to have to show his face too"

"... Tonight's dinner party was a hobby. Both organizers and customers are required to wear masks. It's a masquerade."

"I see."

"It was Her Royal Highness who proposed the masquerade, but the originator looks like Her Royal Highness the Queen. Perhaps there is something blown into Her Highness."

Maybe that's Giselle Court, but she was letting it include that possibility out of the blue.