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

"You're good inside."

The dance was led by Albert-Kerner. Take, move, and spin your feet as he leads you. All of this was tuned to the tune, there was no such thing, and there was no mistake. He knows what a dance is. At least, it was clear it wasn't the average person or something. It is also a nod that there is an item in the action.

"Zibel's Reaper needed to play with the aristocrats."

"You mean you needed to learn"

"We have the minimum skills necessary for a social setting. Mr. Kerner is also very good at that."

"Because I was pressed to learn. I remember desperately."

The eyes in the back of the mask are not laughing as they should be. Perhaps it was because of that eye that Rem would be alert to him. An extraordinary eye is not something an ordinary person can hold.

"Well, I'm not originally from the upper class," he said.

"That's what's gonna happen"

"Are you like me?"

"It's the first time I've heard that Zibel's Reaper is an inferior people."

His words are like stating clearly that he himself is from a lower class of people. But in unbelievable terms. His manoeuvres are appropriate for courtesy. It is not a technique learned to sneak into the royal palace, but of the kind that is creeping on me, so sophisticated that it is unquestionably said to be from the upper class.

"I haven't been to anyone."

"Wow, are you going to teach me only"

"Don't get me wrong. My lord, you know that."

"Lord knows and deserves it."

He still laughed just in his voice. Her shooting gaze pierces her, but she didn't remember one upset. Though I might be saddened if Setuna turned the same gaze on me. That might be because, in other words, it doesn't matter what Albail thinks.

I rode his invitation in order to explore his purpose and also because he insulted Setuna, the Lord. Although anger has subsided and he has been able to deal with it calmly, there was no guarantee that if he once again made a profane statement about Setuna, he could contain the outburst of emotions.

"Yes. Your husband knows everything about me."

"For example?"

"Know that I will never betray your husband."

That's why you must be tolerating Rem's unsolicited behavior. After the game before you, I walked on my own, and I didn't ask strongly. Sometimes it would mean Setuna couldn't just stand for Rem, but she took it personally that it was because she trusted Rem.

"Hmm... you mean loyalty is unwavering? You seem like a good squire."

"It's an honor to pay you a compliment."

That said, Rem received it as a social dictionary. Arbeil-Kerner may not have liked it. narrowed the eyes of the cleavage in the back of the mask.

"I mean it. How many servants in this world, like you, can risk their lives if they are for the Lord"

"You'll be there. So much for sweeping and throwing away."

"I wonder. I don't think we're going that far. Everyone spares their own lives on the earth. My life is cute. That's human nature."

"Death will never know."

Rem laughed bitterly, but he didn't deny his point, and thought what he said was best. Sure, if it's a dirt ground, everyone could be a priority for their lives. but a thoroughly educated squire would be different. You shouldn't hesitate to throw your life out either.

"I see. You were a reaper."

"Don't forget."

"It was. Hehe... it seems that what I did has floated."

"Can you tell me when you're floating?

When Rem inquired with a smile, the grin disappeared from his expression. I can see the wall about to collapse for a moment being rebuilt. Spiritual distance opened. Though physical distance is extremely close, psychological distance feels like unlimited distance away. I'm on guard.

"What?"

"It's your purpose."

"I should have said it. I wanted to confirm the legend of Setuna-Kamiya with this eye. That's why I came all the way to Gandhia."

"From which?

"Well, where is it? As you can see, I am a Northerner. The North."

He didn't hide his birth. Instead, I should say I couldn't hide it. The color of the white snowy skin that has fallen can only be considered as coming from the North. Of course, there are white-skinned people, even if they are not Northerners. but other than the Northerners, the quality of its whiteness seemed very different. Just like the brown skin of the southerners is different from the color of the skin burned in the day.

The color of his skin was so white that it could only be described as a characteristic of the Northerners that it could not be falsified.

Nevertheless, there are several countries in the north as well. Armador, Benoagard, Zairn. Going further north, there is a Vashtarian community, but Vashtaria is not supposed to be a state.

"Country… means not Vashtalia,"

"Speaking of which, wasn't Vashtalia a country? Once."

"Yeah, once."

"Well, fine. There's nothing wrong with telling me that it's one of the smaller countries."

"Why were you more interested in your husband's reality in the North?

The reality and nothing, Setsuna, is so heroic that she can't help it, but from what she doesn't know about the real image, many of his effects may just seem exaggerated.

If he were an armed summoner in his late twenties and early thirties, his activity would also, to some extent, be convincing. Setuna, however, is a seventeen-year-old boy with a mysterious forehistory. He emerged suddenly in the Battle of the Fortress Balsar and continues to reign as a special medal in Gandia's war since then. If you think calmly, it's odd and unnatural. No matter how powerful the armed summoning technique is, it is unlikely that a hero like him will be born.

Even Lyohan's goddess of war would never have been as effective as Setuna.

It was only natural that Arbeil doubted the reality of Setuna.

That's why it's not acceptable for him to insult Setuna.

"If Setuna-Kamiya was the person to be rumored to be, he needed to make contact. Black spear setuna. He is the hero of Gandia's salvation, the dragon killer. A demon butcher who defeated more than 10,000 Imperial Demons on his own. Every country in the group of small nations as well as neighbouring countries is paying attention to him. You understand that, right?

"Yes, of course you are."

Rem was satisfied with many of the words that Arbeil uttered in praise of Setuna. Of course, I understand that Arbeil doesn't even believe the word to the extent of rumors. I guess Albert only trusts what he sees with his own eyes.

He intends to understand Setsuna's reality solely by the content of the match before him.

That's what I couldn't help but be angry with Rem. The essence of Setsuna can't be seen in competitive matches or anything.

But I saw what he was capable of, and I was sure.

Rem looked into his chilling eyes as he was held in Albeil's arms. It was like shooting through the depths of my heart. Whether or not those eyes could find something deep inside Rem's heart.

Free from the inside of your arms.

The dance continued.

"We're the ones who save this world."

"Save?"

Humans, animals, demons, the world, we will save them with our hands.

Albert's whisper is deeply engraved in Rem's ear as the melody played by the orchestra heads to the end of the dance song. It was a voice of determination and readiness.

(Salvation......?

It's ridiculous, but he's pronouncing the word from the bottom of his heart.

"Neither do you. Rem-Marlow."

"I'm sorry."

Rem had a full smile. Laughter serves as a barrier to the iron wall. It was no longer necessary to explore his purpose. There's nothing wrong with rebuilding the wall. No, I built up the wall as soon as I could for a moment, and I was forced to reject him.

"What?"

In his eyes, emotional emotions are engraved for the first time.

"I am so saved."

Beyond the darkness of despair, he was led into the abyss of light.

It was naturally the boy watching this one from the side of the terrace, not the man in front of me. He looked like he was looking at Rem and Arbeil, looking at something difficult. You look like you're angry. I knew immediately what I didn't like. I don't like the fact that Rem is dancing with a stranger.

Rem was happy with Setuna's attitude and was about to make a small leap.

The music played by the orchestra stopped and the dance itself ended. There will be a few minutes of respite before the next song begins. It was enough time to get out of the ballroom.

"It's a shame. I thought you and I could figure it out."

"I didn't think I could tell from the beginning."

Albeil smiled coolly as Rem told her sneerily.

"But you will try to save me."

"So."

"I'll see. The world needs salvation."

"Ha."

Rem was on the verge of not talking about Albert. Walk towards the outer periphery of the Great Hall as he prompts you.

"Thanks, it was a good time"

"That was good."

"Were you bored?

In response to Albail's inquiry, Rem nodded without getting lost.

"Yes."

"Not at all... let's just say a word to your Lord"

"Be sure to stay tight"

"... I'm losing track of you."

"Your husband is the only one who can understand me."

That's what Rem said back then gave a deep thank you. Leaving Arbeil, the gaze of curiosity pierced me from around me, and I felt stunned by the nasty of the nobles lining up their crappy speculations about Arbeil with her. It is well understood that nobility in any country is something similar. Even Gibelle did. Gibbel's nobles also had people who rumored about her relationship with Craig and discussed speculation. At the time, she called Craig the only one, so she even thought she'd be more glad when it came to those rumors.

In fact, Craig Zem-Midnas and Rem Wa-Marlow were only in a subordinate relationship. No matter how impending Lem was, Craig didn't even try to touch Lem. Now, I know why. To Craig, Rem was a puppet, just a pawn.

(I wonder what your husband thinks)

Rem grinned as he approached the boy sitting on the wall of the Great Hall, realizing that he was looking at himself in a completely different way than the former Lord. At least Setsuna didn't see Rem as a pawn. I haven't even seen him as a reaper.

As one person, as an individual named Rem-Marlow, he recognizes me.

I was happy with that fact, but it didn't seem to convey to him, just a laugh.

I've been asking you to blur.

"Did you have fun?

"No, not at all"

Rem replied instantly only because he would have trouble being mistaken for his relationship with Albail.

"It's so persistently inviting, I just couldn't help but respond."

That's not what Miliu said.

Setsuna turned her back on this one. I'm starting to walk towards the terrace. Rem rushed after him. As I chase, I ask.

"Are you angry?

I'm not mad at you.

Sure, though the voice didn't contain anger.

The attitude was grumpy.

"I like your husband's place. He's cute."

When Rem wrapped his arm around Setuna's arm thoughtfully, he looked like he was in trouble, but didn't try to shake it. It's unlikely behavior as a squire, such as sticking around mainly, but there shouldn't be a problem if it's just a place for the masquerade tonight.

Even Lem sometimes wants to be sweet.