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

"How'd it go? From the eyes of his master, this time he made a disciple."

Sigurd-Foliar finally lifted his heavy hips as the removal of the previous match venue began. With the captain up from the chair, Lux-Vein was finally able to move as well. My servants' eyes hurt like they were in the way. Though Arrogant Shore is synonymous with Lux-Vein, he's not good at behaving like a bystander in these settings. Instead, I didn't even want to stand out in my normal life.

The only thing that stands out is the battlefield.

"Overall, I was wondering if I could raise my point."

When Lux answered Sigurd's question, Jin-Krell glowed his glasses.

"Is that the point? Isn't it a little too harsh? You won, didn't you?

"They gave me the victory."

"Well, it didn't look like me."

"For me, too, Uncle Setuna has won with strength."

It was as if Sigurd and Jin aligned their mouths. Even a powerful man like them is such a trivial change that he doesn't realize it. Almost everyone in the audience who was in the venue would not have doubted Setsuna's victory, or even the winning Setsuna, would not have thought they would have lost. That is a sign that Luig's technology is slipping through and that he is close to the height of "The Sword Ghost”. Besides, if Lux fights Lug, he wins by ninety-eight or nine.

"Well, that's strength to some extent. If Setsuna had no power at all, she would have bothered her head a lot about how they could lose, but fortunately, Setsuna was strong enough not to be surprised to have won three games."

"Thanks to your daily workouts?

I'm not denying it.

"So, where did you look and deliberately lose," he said?

"Luig has taken a disruptive tactic of war."

Luig is a skilled swordsman. He was not a swordsman who maximized his powers and moves like Lux, but a kind of swordsman specializing in moves, and one of his specialties was like a disruptive method of warfare that used the battlefield to a great extent. The tactic of flying around the battlefield without rest and poking at enemy gaps is highly depleted and is not recommended in competitive matches that may prolong the battle.

On the other hand, it looked good in and of itself, enough to drain the audience, and if done well, it could have drained its hands. The Sword of Variable Liberty is also the Sword of Rapid Liberty. Slowing down somewhere doesn't seem like a deliberate failure.

"That's how Luig fights, isn't it? It's been like that ever since World War I."

Sigurd was also right. Luig, all the way from the first round, kept fighting in a way that looked good and his health drain didn't make him an idiot. Fly endlessly around the stage, inviting the opponent to empty the attack, striking violently as soon as the sword cuts the sky.

It is desirable to confront such opponents with tactics such as those taken by Setuna. Stand immobile like a mountain and wait for the moving opponent to have a gap.

"But only at the beginning of the battle against Setuna, you didn't."

"Didn't that... try Uncle Setuna?

"In fact, I tried. I just wanted to make sure how much Setuna could do. Even if you look at the game leading up to the final, if you don't actually cross your sword, you can't judge your true strength... and Luig weighed Setuna's power in order to lose well."

The first clash of the final. That, too, isn't the full force of Luig. It was a clash only to try to make Setuna powerful, and you couldn't possibly have taken it seriously for it. I mean, Rüg didn't mean it thoroughly. He wins out after constant restraint of power and pawns through to the finals. All of his opponents are seriously going to take him down.

In other words, in your previous game, it just means that Luig was the only one with another dimension of strength.

"So, I used a confusing method of warfare. I'm sure."

"Hmm... I don't know"

"That's it, there's no certainty"

"There's no such thing as certainty. I just couldn't mislead my eyes."

Lux's eyes didn't miss the moment when Luig got out of hand. Moving around in a freakishly liberal fashion, he freely pulled out Setuna's attacks, inevitably avoiding sharp attacks, and so on, eating them and giving them scores. In Setuna's attack, the only thing that could be said to be the hit of the synagogue was the first point and the last point of victory. And the winning point is determined because Luig is tired. Luig kept jumping around to lose at all costs, it would mean.

I could imagine as many reasons as he lost. I could, but I wasn't interested in that. Probably for political reasons. Lux doesn't want to get involved in politics, and for political reasons, he doesn't need to speak out. We are just saying that Gandhia has Gandhia's political justice, and to do so, it would have meant that Setuna's victory was absolutely necessary.

"That's more proof than anything."

Sigurd's big hand was placed on Lux's head. The feeling of every hand disturbs my hair as usual.

"Huh?"

"There's nothing like your eyes."

"Right. Really, yes."

Sigurd and Jin's words seeped Lux's sight, but there was just nothing like crying. My heart just trembles. It's good to meet you both. I've thought about it more than once. It's something I've felt more than once. Sigurd and gin. Because there were two of them, he could continue to be him.

"... then no"

"Anything at all?

"That it doesn't change the fact that Setuna won"

Whether it's for political reasons or whatever, there's nothing like the winner of your match covering it up, and there's no way that's gonna happen. And if Setuna won, no one would complain. Setsuna deserves to be called a hero to this country. In that regard, I was not dissatisfied with Lux either. In Lux and Gravestone, you can't be as active as Setuna and the Black Spear. No one will be able to imitate him with a black spear in their hands. That alone was an unquestionable fact and an event in which Lux could admire Setuna. Setsuna is doing really well.

"Right. Your apprentice won. Maybe more apprentice applicants."

"I think it's going to be foiled just because it's the same gate as Uncle Negro."

"No, I'm not. Even though Setsuna is all I have."

"But at first you didn't even like that Uncle Setuna"

"Bye. I don't know if that's gonna change now."

Even now, I feel uncomfortable with my relationship with my mentor. But for Setsuna, Lux was a master, and for Luc, Setsuna was a disciple. I taught him from the basics of the use of the sword and tapped him into it. Everything from the basics of how to fight to how to train. Of course, that's not the normal way to do it. It's the way to be a lux. If we were to create a genre, would it be a vain one? Tough workouts that can't follow a regular person at any rate stem from the fact that Lux doesn't want to take a disciple. I was hoping Setuna would just turn up the sound and quit Lux's apprentice.

Apparently, there is a verse that he is proud to be a disciple of Lux.

"But, well, maybe I could teach you more if I were Setuna."

Lux's acquired extremes may also be reproducible if black spears with him.

Thinking about it, it wasn't a bad idea to teach Setuna.