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

Walk toward the center of the Great Hall as she draws her hand.

The central part of the Grand Hall of the Royal Palace was a ballroom, where participants enjoyed dancing, in keeping with the melodies played by the orchestra. Everyone dresses brilliantly and wears a variety of masks. A mask that covers only the eye area is more dominant than a mask that covers the entire face, perhaps because it is easier to have a conversation. If you cover it up to your mouth, your voice will stick.

The members of the Orchestra of the Court are all dressed in costumes and masked. There is not a single servant or servant of the royal palace wearing a mask, and the crew of the royal palace guard can be seen hiding their faces with a mask and being thorough anyway. We should see the intention of Nage Rae-Gandia, the planning proponent, as a reflection, and I feel as though we have no choice but to respond fully to her proposal in order to celebrate her pregnancy.

I get the impression that the Great Hall itself is wearing a mask, probably because things are different from the usual dinner party. The fact that the venue was not just the Great Hall was also a different preference from the usual dinner party. The space in the Great Hall was mainly adjusted to be used as a ballroom, and if you only enjoyed eating and interacting, you needed to leave the Great Hall.

but what she's on her way to is the center, the ballroom, not outside the big hall, and she's going to dance with Setsuna from now on.

"That's forceful."

Setuna glanced at Faria's thin, long arms. Until a short time ago, Setuna was surrounded by noble lady-like women and female officers of the Gandhian army and forced to become the dancer. It was Falia who reached out for salvation there. I can't say enough about the hand of salvation. Setsuna was bewildered by the women's invitation because she couldn't help but be bad at what was called a ball.

Rem won't follow, probably because he cares about Faria, or because he's talking to the women who were working with Setuna. Either way, Rem is now doing me a job that is close to perfect as a squire.

"If we don't do this, we won't be able to monopolize Setuna."

"Exclusive of me?

"Yes."

For the first time in Faria's instant answer, Setuna's eyes dotted. It was painful, when this is the case, to not be able to see the look on her face moving on. I wondered what she thought and nodded.

"Rarely."

"What is it?

"Faria said that."

When Setuna honestly gave her thoughts, Faria stopped on her feet. Looking back at this one. An eye like a green cylindrical ball, bordered by a mask mimicking the wings of a blue butterfly, looks at Setuna. She had beautiful eyes. I'm about to get sucked in just watching. And I don't think it's a bad idea to get sucked in.

"... Setuna may have forgotten so much, but I'm a woman, too? I'll haunt your head about you, and I'll be jealous about you."

Faria's words were so shocking, intense, and vivid that it might be called confessions. I knew she was occasionally jealous. Because when Miliu or Rem behaved aggressively against Setuna, Faria gave a rare look of anger. Don't call it jealousy, what do you call it? I took the liberty of thinking that her jealousy was because she thought specifically of Setuna, but apparently it's not a mistake.

That's what makes me happy anyway.

"... I'll never forget that."

I don't know.

Faria's hand takes Setuna's hand and moves to flow through the sky. It's a move I remember. The way she learned to dance. Simple, but difficult for a beginner, Setsuna, she began to get her hands on again and again. It feels like years ago, even though it wasn't a year ago. This period of less than a year has been too intense.

I met her last June. Then ten months. It has crossed mountains and valleys that are not normally conceivable. If the bond is deepening, it's natural.

"Faria's a charming woman, I've always thought."

It was Setuna's untrue feelings, but she giggled.

"That's the word for anyone."

"Do I look like such a man?

"No way."

Even then she laughs. Something upbeat, but the reddish cheeks may indicate that you are drunk. Speaking of which, since the dinner party began, Faria was carrying fruit liquor into her mouth so much that she might even compare it to drinking with Miliu. Couldn't help but get drunk?

"I don't think Setsuna deserves that."

"I guess that's terrible."

"Right. I really am."

Listening to Faria's voice, her body moved naturally, remembering when she was teaching her to dance. Your body moves to cut the sky, treading lightly on the floor so that the fatigue in the previous match is irrelevant. I stopped worrying about my surrounding gaze. Only Faria will see it.

"You're a terrible man." Let no man or he be enchanted, and let no man or he be enchanted, and let everything be preserved. "

"I'm greedy, me"

"I know."

She smiled bitterly. I feel sorry for you somewhere. Somewhere, lonely. My chest is tightened.

"I know, and I know that's Setuna. 'Cause that's where it's attractive, right? But sometimes, I don't know about you. What are you risking your life for? [M] I don't know why you're cutting your life so much, and I'm worried."

"Faria......"

"I'm sorry for being here. I'd like to celebrate your victory more properly. Even though the Queen's fertility is something to please. I don't feel that way."

"Fine. Don't push it."

"Thank you. Setuna is sweet, isn't she? Against anyone."

"I guess so."

Setuna asked back with no confidence, but that was the feeling. I'm not going to be nice to anyone else. I was going to respond normally. Whenever. Sometimes words of labor or words of comfort, but I didn't think that was kindness. Whenever, it's just natural for him.

"That's right. So everyone follows you. I don't want to risk my life for you. [M] Because you're sweet and you're more exposed to life than anyone else. Because you're hurting the most, and you're bleeding the most."

Faria spins magnificently and fits into Setuna's arms. Faria's dance was enough to be called a bastard, and Setuna was just glad to fit her. That's all, it must be a painting from around.

"So sometimes I get anxious"

"Anxiety..."

I don't want to lose you.

Faria's voice was so gentle as not to like, that Setuna was driven by the urge to hug her. If this wasn't even the Grand Hall of the Royal Palace, I might have held him tight. I've never done that before.

Me, too.

"Hmm?"

"I don't want to lose Faria."

As she whispered, she let her eyes seep in the back of her mask. Then take Setuna's hand and resume the dance.

I'm glad you're lying.

I'm not lying.

"I know. All of it, I know. You don't lie."

Faria buried her face in Setuna's chest as she danced. Acting as if it were a consistent dance, it was also like Falia, and Setuna had nothing more to offer than admiration.

"Ha... If they say this, I'm gonna be weird and confident."

Maria-Skole sat in the chair like she was exhausted because she had been the dancer without rest. She is a lot of pulling fees, and she has apparently danced with several men from them. There's no reason to be tired, and it's weirder not to be tired. She's not even a combat officer. Much inferior in health than the Milius.

"Confidence, you can put it on."

"Really?

"The teacher is beautiful, and there are some cute places there. It's inevitable that a man won't leave you alone."

Miliu was satisfied with Maria's appearance dressed in the costume she chose to choose from. Maria sometimes wore white clothes as she usually does in her job as a military doctor, and there was something about her not being able to take advantage of the beauty. Of course, not many people would be attracted just to being a beautiful female military doctor, but they wanted to show that they could attract one more if they wore it. And things carried as Miliu thought.

They surround a small desk on the terrace in the Great Hall. On the desk were the dishes and fruit liquors that Miliu had sent to serve.

Above your head, the darkness spreads on a vague night, and countless stars shine like jewels scattered over a black cloth. The most gigantic gem was the moon, with enormous brilliance coming down from the sky. The wind is mild and even warm. Spring. Even if I'm not dressed like a winter night, I'm not happy for Miliu, who likes the night sky. The night sky is the night sky, but I don't like cloudy skies.

Looking at the stars, I felt calm.

Maybe there's a reason, maybe there isn't.