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

The Gandia regular Royal Palace Supper was held on April 7 at 8 p.m. in the Grand Hall of the Royal Palace.

The main guests were Setuna-Kamiya, the winner of the match in front of you, and Naj Rae Gandia, the queen, and it was in the spirit of this dinner party that the feast celebrated Setuna's victory and Naj's birth control. However, Nage's opinion that just dinner parties were uninteresting made wearing masks mandatory for dinner party participants.

It's called a masquerade.

The mask is a device that detaches the supper venue from reality, and as long as you wear the mask, there is no ascending or descending status, and there is no sign of office. Everyone, as an unnamed individual, will be unleashed into the vast space of the Great Hall.

The Great Hall was also a ballroom, where you could dance to the music played by the Orchestra of the Court. It was clear that the subject of this dinner party was the masquerade, given that the space for dancing was widely taken. Even if I'm not comfortable dancing, I'm having to dance more than wearing a mask.

Of course, a large number of dishes are available, and meals alone are satisfactory. The food was arranged not only in the large hall but also in the rooms surrounding it, with servants and servants walking around to check the situation and add food.

"You just put a mask on your usual dinner party."

To Miliu's honest assessment, Faria also had no choice but to spill a grin.

"Well, yeah, but it's something that changes with one mask."

"Um, I put on a mask, and I can't change my position."

"Hey... there's no way you can invite Her Highness to dance with a mask on."

"I don't think that would be disrespectful."

Miliu grinned dull. He says it's rude, but it's not even a funny story, such as being executed for inviting the queen to dance. I can't imagine Leongand doing such an imitation, and there's no way he would. Still, no one has the courage to invite Nage to the dance.

Faria, in the end, put her sleeves through Bea's costume. The chest, which was too open, was dealt with by a costume worn below. We didn't want to dress too badly in celebration. Modest hair decorations and ornaments, no glasses. I thought a blue based costume would be a good idea to take advantage of the blue-haired hair inherited from my grandmother, but as far as the mirror goes, it looked good on me. Might be a jerk. In time, he wears a mask that covers only the eye area. The blue winged butterfly mask fits the costume.

Miliu wore more white costumes than red. The red shows well in the white, and the color of her hair goes hand in hand, giving a vivid impression. There is little exposure. It wouldn't be too much to say that it's a costume so hidden that you can't even see the neck and far from Miliu's impression. Even the rich breasts and fleshy shape had been hidden in the costume. She was also a mask covering only the eye area, but with different designs, imitating a red dragon.

The mask was given to me to choose from the many kinds available. Faria chose the blue butterfly after considering its consistency with the costume she drew on the back of her brain, and Miliu chose it because she liked the red dragon and thought of the costume from there.

The two of them are sitting in a corner of the great hall, by the window. It doesn't mean that only the two of you participated from The Lion's Tail. Both Emil and Maria were in, and Setuna and Ruufa have come to the venue. Naturally, so is Rem. But Setuna was busy and spending dinner with him didn't seem like an easy thing to do. Setsuna, the winner of the previous match, is one of the main guests of this dinner party. I'm so tired of just saying hello that I worry on my own.

Besides, Setsuna has a lem on it. If I'm about to fall, she'll stop me. Rem seems to be more of a guide to Setsuna than Setsuna. As far as giving Setsuna a forceful break, hoping to continue her training even after exhaustion, was concerned, there was no need to worry.

Setsuna was wearing a white dress. Bland enough to know exactly who Setuna was from a distance, when it came to not being like him, it wasn't like him. Usually it must be decided in black, but to celebrate the birth of Queen Nage, she dared to choose the opposite white.

Compared to a year ago, your whole body looks incremental. My muscles are growing. Otherwise, it was obvious that you couldn't win the game before you, but it seemed like an amazing change nonetheless. Compared to him when we first met, that's enough to be someone else.

His mask seems to mimic a sword. It was a black mask covering the eye area and only the mask of Setuna was chosen by the royal palace and Setuna had no choice. But it never meant it didn't fit the white dress.

Rem following him is a costume mixed with black in white. The ratio of white to black is probably reversed from the usual servant-specified garment. Her figure, dressed in costumes where white accounted for 90%, had to be seen as pathetic by Faria. Regardless of the actual age. On the outside, she's a thirteen-year-old girl. Perhaps it is natural that the word pity should be likened. Silver hair embellishments appear on the pitch-black hair, and the matching black mask does not look good on Setsuna either. It would never be my fault to look more like a lover or a couple than a lord and a squire.

(I hope you don't mind.)

With the fruit liquor in his mouth, Faria shook her head. I think about all the extras, because I'm waiting for you. All you have to do is wait for him to get busy saying hello, honestly, it's hard. How easy it would be if I could follow you around like a lem. But Faria doesn't deserve that much. Setsuna is here as the winner of your match. As captain of "The Lion's Tail," not.

Most importantly, Rem followed Setuna, whether or not he was qualified. Lem is the one who won't leave Setuna's side at four or six o'clock. There was nothing unnatural about her following Setuna's greeting. Rather, everyone has accepted it as a matter of course.

I'm just a little jealous of that.

Secondly, attention is directed to the sight in sight. Because there was a crowd around a beautiful woman. The beauty was long, boasting just enough limbs and appearance to match it, and it seemed natural for the men to name and compete with their dancing opponents. It is Maria-Skole.

"Nevertheless, be it, Doctor"

"She's beautiful, she's got big breasts, and there's no way a guy's gonna let her go."

Miliu went somewhat proud, not least because Maria is a military doctor dedicated to The Lion's Tail. Because it was Miliu himself who chose Maria's costume. The white based costume was a fairly bold and even remarkable substitute, but when worn by the big Maria, it looked strangely fit and natural. This would mean that Maria's body is powerful enough to make her feel less prone to the costume. It seems to accentuate the size of your chest, and you never rely solely on it. That was something like Miliu, and the beautiful hat and wing mask of the feather decoration went well with it.

"Your face is half hidden."

"Just the mouth is colorful, Doctor"

"Right."

Faria did not deny Miliu's opinion. Miliu likes Maria, too. Usually, they're adorable, which must be because they like it. I like it, so I'm just confused. She said that she was pounding with an empty vessel.

"Are we unattractive?"

It's a prediction. It blows up in her words that I didn't. I couldn't even imagine worrying about that.

"Simply, it's hard to speak."

"Why?"

"'Cause in your case, you're not seeing anything but Setuna, are you?

"Yes, I am."

"I just haven't dealt with him since the beginning because I know he can swing vegan even when I speak to him."

If you're someone enough to be invited to a dinner party hosted by the Royal Palace, you know as much as you know what kind of person Miliu-Libaien is. Instead, to that extent, you would have to know. Regardless of her origins, she is now an important squad member of the Royal Gandhian SS Lion's Tail. Regardless of "Lion's Fang" or "Lion's Claw," the number of Lion's Tail players is extremely small, and everyone is active in the first tier. Don't know, I won't be done.

And if you know anything about a person named Miliu-Lebien, it's also obvious that there's no way to help. She is obsessed with Setuna Lars-Enjour, a figure who wraps her arms around him and hugs him without a human eye. Speaking to her would be ignored, and in some cases, Setuna might stare at you. Setsuna is no more a Gandhian hero than he is an Enjour Uncle. No one wants to turn him against the enemy.

In that regard, Maria is sometimes not thought to have special feelings for Setsuna, as she is a certain distance from Setsuna, and is probably much more likely to speak up than Miliu. Alternatively, it may simply not be recognised as Maria-Skor. Although she only has the characteristic of being long, other than that, she is even normal. There's no way I can tell by my hair color, like Faria and Miliu.

"Faria, too."

"Hey."

"You haven't seen anything but Setsuna."

"... yeah"

The words, too, could not be denied.

Faria's eyes were chasing only Setuna walking around the Great Hall. Setsuna walks around with no time to rest. The opponents he greets are the principals and ladies of Gandia's leading aristocracy, including the King and his wife, and officials of the Gandian army, such as the Grand General and the Deputy General. Greetings have also been made to the Chief of Staff and the Commander of the Corps.

I couldn't help but wonder what was in the conversation Setsuna was smiling about at times. When I greeted the two Dorca-Foam and Nina-Sentol, I looked at them and laughed. Now don't worry about it, I couldn't do it better.

"Setsuna's in trouble, too."

"Well, yes. You're too busy for that. He's Enjour's collar, and he's a Gandhian hero."

"And the winner of your match... ah"

"Damn, there's too much going on."

"But if Setsuna looks like she's having fun, I wonder if that's okay."

"Right. If Setsuna's happy, there's no problem."

Faria understood that when she saw Setuna and Rem discussing something as she nodded to Miliu's words, she finally finished her greeting round. Setuna had a restful look on her face, like a load of shoulders had gone down. Rem tries to rub him better, but Setuna says no, and she drops her shoulders more. It was painful to recognize this unfilled sense of distance, though a little happy just looking at such an exchange between the two.

It's not the distance between the assistant captain and the captain, it's not the distance between Faria and Setuna.

Distance between a hero and one of his companions.

An unfilled separation.

I feel an equal blank forever.

Of course, that's not true, it's my fault, I can't say enough. If we go back to the barracks, if we step outside the royal palace, we will be able to return to our usual distance. That is an unquestionable fact. You can go back to captain and assistant captain as usual, and if you care about that, you can be just Setuna and just Faria. And I'm also proud that Setuna herself doesn't hate that sense of distance. Rather, it is this sense of distance that you hate.

"I wonder if it's over, say hello"

"Looks like it."

"Setsner! Over here!

"I have to be like a child."

"Because..."

Faria scolded Miliu because that child-stained attitude didn't deserve a masquerade and she didn't want to degrade the team. The quality of the team leads to the reputation of the captain. But I also understand that you don't have to worry about that.

Setsuna is a hero. As long as Miliu is a little shabby, there's nothing like his reputation going down.

At that time, Faria was stunned.

"Ah..."

"Look, they're all grown up, so they're gonna take Setuna."

Miliu has been acting as if he was right because, at some point, Setsuna was surrounded by more than one woman. There would have been noble ladies, and there seemed to be military women. They were apparently waiting for the moment when he would be free to invite Setuna to the dance opponent. The women who recognized that they had gained their free time by playing with Rem arrived and surrounded us in Setuna.

It's a masquerade hosted by the Royal Palace. If you were invited to dance, say no. By now, the women surrounding Setuna will be wondering who will be chosen.

Faria didn't mind. I had no idea why I was so upset, but I didn't like it anyway. I don't like anything. This unfilled sense of distance, the self mourning the sense of distance, the setuna who doesn't care about the sense of distance, the setuna who is just surrounded by women, the self who only has to watch from afar, whatever.

"Can they take it?

Faria sincerely resented Miliu for making such an inquiry. I'll stare, but she's a stranger. She also thinks that she shouldn't be able to stay calm, but on the other hand, Miliu may not think anything of it when this is the case. No, I don't know. It's about her jealous. Isn't it mad inside?

While I was thinking about it, one of the women took Setuna's hand and tried to take her out to the promenade hall in the Great Hall. Rem gently took control and gained nothing, but her defense would also lose its effectiveness at the time.

"... not good"

"So, what do you do?

"What to do..."

"If you keep your mouth shut, they'll take it. Setuna, because you're vulnerable to pushing."

"I know, that's about it!

Anything you know or need to know, there are people in front of you who should be good examples of pushing Setsuna. Miliu hugs Setsuna like he does every day and sees her sweet. I couldn't have been unaware of the fact that Setuna was vulnerable to pushing. I know, but that's why. Doesn't weakness in pushing mean it's weak? I'm not interested in weak men. A man should be strong. Timeless thoughts sweep through the back of your brain. Confused. I don't even know what I'm thinking.

That, and this, is Setuna's fault.

"But because..."

"I'm in a hurry."

Miliu took Faria's hand when he placed the vessel with the fruit liquor on the table. Faria, not knowing what she was thinking, was decent. As decent as it was, it was forcefully thrown out by her towards the center of the Great Hall.

"Just go! And monopolize Setuna! Nice!

"Yes!

Falia, pushed back by Miliu's voice, with the momentum thrown out, headed towards Setuna. Every time I realize countless gazes pierce me, I regain my calm. The boiled head cools rapidly, recognizing what you're about to do, and your whole body gets fever. My face and skin must be bright red. Still, I can't stop my leg. The only good opportunity Miliu gave me. You can't miss it, and it's nothing like stopping your leg.

(I don't care anymore!

Faria looked him in the eye, pushing the women surrounding Setuna and also gently bouncing off the hand of the woman touching Setuna even more.

Behind the black mask, red eyes were stunned open.

"Master Setsuna, could you dance with me tonight?

Faria told, recognizing herself fascinated by his eyes.