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

The darkness of the night covers my head. Far above, far beyond reach. It is the stars that float, and the darkness that softens. It could have been called a starry sky worthy of a gentle spring night.

In the downpouring starlight and moonlight, he was, alone, nestled in the East Garden. In the Grand Hall of the Royal Palace, dinner is held at the hour. He wasn't interested, though it seems to be his hobby that we all have to wear masks, not the usual dinner party.

Cain-Vivre is useless in the ordinary course of life.

He noticed the footsteps but looked over his head without looking back. The light of the demonic crystal lamp installed in the East Garden is plugging into my sight and I have not been able to enjoy the starry sky.

"It's a masquerade, but what are you doing here?

And the LORD of footsteps cried out, and he ceased to mingle with the night sky. It's not prying. Besides, playing with her may also be irrelevant, but you won't mind. It's like a dream of a night.

"... security"

"In here?

"There's been a scene here today."

"... That's Dear Cain-Vivre. The two names" loyal dog "are not Dade."

The opponent is slowly packing his distance from Cain. Slow footsteps are more right than graceful. I've never heard of her legs being bad, but it's possible she was injured somewhere she didn't know. I was a little worried, but worried.

"" Loyal Dog ”? Not bad."

"" Loyal Dog ”? It's not bad..."

She seemed to intend to imitate Cain's voice color, but she was a substitute that did not resemble it.

Then she brought it to Cain. I don't know if it's tiring to be standing, or if there's another intention. I don't fight because I know it's pointless where I fought it. She dominates Cain.

"... what?

"Ugh, nothing."

Maybe the oddly cheerful mouth feels creepy because it makes me think she's not like her usual. Cain's known girlfriend was like falling deeper and everywhere.

"Did you even eat something bad... No, are you drunk?

"Oh, that witches shouldn't get drunk?

Sometimes it's rare.

So finally, he succeeds in keeping her in sight. Because she had been around a long time ago, but the fluttering foothold was that of a drunk, no matter what she thought. I never saw her drunk or anything, but it's not a bad thing that the skin illuminated by the magic crystal lamp is slightly tinted. The costume she was wearing was also no longer black like her usual mourning clothes, which seemed to amplify her hue again. Long-length pure white costume. A substitute that doesn't look good on a witch, but she looks good on herself.

"No, like you're always intoxicated"

It's a terrible thing.

"I think it's a word that stands for you."

"Ugh... you know me very well. It's nice."

She had a superb grin. That's not what he always looks like, and Cain just has to learn to be confused.

"What the..."

"You're a mask, but you're not going to the masquerade"

That's what Ur has been saying since he hit the wind at night for a while and more or less woke up drunk with her. Not popular in the East Garden. The royal palace guards have also disappeared after deciding that the perimeter of Cain-Vivre is safe. Maybe you read the air, or maybe it wasn't possible that Ur ruled you. Though there are restrictions on her rule, there is no massive placement around the East Garden either. Two or three of us would rule, and it wouldn't be impossible to get them down from around the two of us.

"My mask is a mask, not a mask. I won't be there. I'm just going to cut down on Hing."

"If you're hiding a tree, it's called in the woods."

"He said he didn't even have to look at the trees and see the woods. Anything you don't know about my mask won't be there."

"That's a celebrity"

Ur has gone sarcastic. In fact, I guess it's nothing but irony, but he didn't deny it. Cain-Vivre is also proud to be one of Gandia's leading armed summoners.

"but only a handful know who they are"

"I'm a handful of them, too."

"You're the only one who can expose his face."

"Hehe..."

She looked back at this one as she stepped down to fly out of her bench. A pure white costume danced, like an angel's wing.

"So here's a song, why don't you dance?

With all due respect, she offered me a thin hand. The melody of the orchestra, played in the Great Hall of the Royal Palace, reaches as far as this East Garden as it is thin. There was nothing I couldn't dance to.

"You can't dance with one arm."

"If you summon me as usual, it won't be hard to dance, will it?

"So is that."

I guess what Ur's suggestion seemed so fascinating was, in the end, proof that Cain was forgiving her heart.

Cain calmly analyzed the spell and smiled bitterly. With a bitter smile, I sometimes thought that wasn't a bad thing either.

"Everybody's dancing."

Dorca-Foam could not contain the high noise of his chest by the glorious sight played out in the Great Hall of the Royal Palace.

Regardless of how spectacular the men were, it was beautiful and lovely because of their desperation, as if the dressed women were desperate to dance to each of them and show off their beauty. It is not appealing to human beings, whether they are vain, vanity, or not trying to adorn them. But all the people in this ballroom are fully committed to decorating themselves. Naturally, the propensity to focus on dressing was stronger in nobility than in the military, and the Gandians were prominent among them.

I guess the fancy taste of Gandians means it's not limited to the military. Perhaps it was the flavor of Gandia's dinner party, which swallowed numerous countries and became a great power, that could see the difference in national identity.

"All right, shall we dance?"

Dorca, speaking out, took the hand of Nina-Sentol beside him. She was surprised not to have even anticipated Dorka's words and actions.

"Huh? With me, is it?

"Who is there but you?

"Oh, but the..."

She got all worked up, but it wasn't like she wasn't wearing the costume she deserved for the ball. The costume, based on blue and reminiscent of blooming flowers, was prepared for her by Dorca and presented to her on prom day. Nina was going to participate in the military uniform, and although she was rigid with her costume in front of her, when she found out it was something Dorka had prepared in front of her, she wore it like she'd given up everything.

It was such a flashy costume that the iron-skinned alias Nina-Sentol didn't deserve it, but it enhanced her appearance and all I could say was that she looked great. Few fell in love with her and some spoke up, but Nina has said no with her usual faceless expression each time. Dorka, too, wondered if she would be rejected with her usual iron skin, but her reaction was something completely different.

Dorka is wearing blue based clothing as well. The same blue as Nina is fundamental because it is the color of the army on the Logner side, and her unconsciousness as a Logner seemed to have made her choose blue. Choosing something more flashy than regular courtesy clothes was the consideration of not making her too conspicuous when she stood alongside Nina, who wore the costume.

It can trample her thoughts that she becomes more pronounced than Dorka for being a deputy secretary.

"Nina doesn't like dancing? Want to stop?"

"Ya, I'll do it! I don't like it though!

Nina is a woman who hits everything with all her might. I guess that's why you feel so noble and beautiful.

"Heh heh, that's what I'm gonna do"

Dorka pulled Nina's hand and headed to the ballroom. The melodies played by the orchestra were relaxing and just right to indulge with the novice dancer Nina.

"Master Setsuna and Mr. Faria, it was lovely."

Celica-Gain called it smudging as he pounded his tongue on court dishes. Apparently, it's best for her to indulge in a meal overlooking the ballroom.

"Aren't you going to dance, Chief?

As always, it was Sheena-Sandara who spoke out energetically. She's securing an assortment of vegetables. She also seems to be eating well.

"Me and..."

Then Marino-Aqua went with a voice that seemed to disappear now. She was a snack as if it were proportional to her adulthood, but only alcohol seemed to flutter.

"No, no, no, no, it's me here!

No, it's me.

"I was the first to sign up..."

"You can't dance with the three of us at the same time."

Ayn-Rajar had no choice but to smile bitterly at his men, who stood up to him orally.

The three men, Celica, Sheena and Marino, were from the time of the Third Legion of the Army on the Logner side and pulled out as Ein moved to the General Staff. They seem to enjoy the current situation of being able to work with Ein, organizing information and devising tactics, rather than being on the front lines as troop leaders. As far as watching them do their job looking fun, I guess you were right to pull it out. Most importantly, they did something wrong to their successor, the Third Army Commander, because they excelled as troop leaders.

"So how's it going with me? Chief of Staff, Room 1."

Ein as well as three of his men were breathtaking because Astal-Lanadies, dressed in rosy costumes, had spoken out.

"Sure, I'd love to"

Ein, responding to General Right Eye's immediate invitation, left his men stiff and headed to the ballroom.

Dancing with Astar has been since the dinner party of the Logner era.