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

The Pale Wind is a group of mercenaries.

It is one of a group of mercenaries with a long history of mercenary groups, the Blue Tower, at its source, and is now counted as one of the successful mercenary groups. The mercenary regiment, which uses the Blue Tower as its source, often puts color in its name. "Red Wings", "Black Regiment" etc. hit it. Numerous groups of colored mercenaries were born and vanished after the dissolution of the Blue Tower.

It is not an exaggeration to say that warring nations are in turmoil. Yesterday, if we cross a group of small continental states, it was mercenary operations that have no difficulty eating, but it is not so when it comes to whether we can survive the organization as long as we have jobs. It is natural that if we continue to lose, the organization will no longer have it, and it can mean that we are unlucky enough to run into strong enemies and perish suddenly.

Even in that sense, "Pale Wind" might be lucky.

"I mean, you're lucky, you're simply Gandhia strong. What?

Lux-Vein leaked his thoughts as he stared at Sigurd-Foliar, who was rarely looking through the paperwork even as he raised his big yawn. The documents that Sigurd is throwing away in his hands were given to him by a prospective member of the "Pale Wind" group and contain a variety of personal information, from his first name to his background. A glimpse of the paperwork is throwing it away, so it could be that you can see how serious Sigurd isn't doing his job.

Most of all, it's probably just such a terrible document that at first glance I can tell it's inappropriate.

"What have you seen in Gandhia these past few years?"

"Er... miscellaneous fish?

"Yes."

"Captain, what would you do if one of you asked me? Please choose a few more words"

Although Jin-Krael cautioned, this is a "pale breeze" quarters, where only executives are allowed in and out of the regiment. No one is listening.

In the corner of Gandion City, the Wang capital, there was a "pale breeze" quarters. Previously, I rented a familiar inn, but considering the future, it would be cheaper to have a "pale breeze" quarters than to rent out the inn, and it was this quarters that Sigurd wore large sheets of and got. There were numerous buildings on a large lot, each with a room for the members of the regiment. Only executives with more than one troop leader had a private room, and the general staff had two or more compartments. I have extra rooms because of that, but given the increase in the number of people, as things stand, it is only natural to leave extra rooms.

In the first place, a number of members were killed in the war in Kruselk. The rapid recruitment of members was also due to the need to replenish lost fighting power.

"But hey, it's true that Gandia soldiers were full of miscellaneous fish, right?

"If it's true, it doesn't mean you can say anything."

"You don't deny it."

"Isn't there a denial?"

Jin's eyes glowed behind his glasses. The deputy director of "The Pale Wind" has also looked at the documents of those wishing to join the group. In his case, however, instead of throwing it like a sigurd, it piled up so beautifully that it could be called a few books on the desk. There are three piles of paperwork, one of which I haven't seen yet. The rest would be acceptable. Of all the acceptances, the more extreme is that there is no hope of wearing his glasses, but if he and the person hung by the sieve of Sigurd, Lux can safely use them.

"Heh... I feel the most scared of turning you against the enemy"

Sigurd smiled wildly, leaving one of the papers at hand. Apparently, I finally found the first one to follow his intentions. Lux wondered what kind of person it was, but decided to keep it for later fun. In the first place, I didn't want to move from the top of the bench. A little, I'm tired.

"So, let's get back to it, we've been on a contract with that country full of miscellaneous fish, right? Can you imagine the country expanding so far this past year?

"You can't do that."

Lux had no choice but to laugh bitterly at Sigurd's question.

From Gandhia a a year ago, there's no way I can imagine the expansion so far. At that time Gandhia was only one of the many weak and small countries in the small group of countries. Besides, earlier last year, Yingjie's exalted Sius Cloud died, and Leongand, who succeeded him, was slandered for “lying” and had no dreams or hopes. It was also applauding the sense of despair that overshadowed Gandia that the elusive fortress of Balsar was dropped by Logner.

Though there was only an ally named Mion, Lucion, there seemed to be no future for the country itself named Gandhia, and the "Pale Wind", depending on the results of Leongando's first formation, was planning to leave Gandhia. It was also about winning and losing not all, but judging by the content of the battle.

The leader and deputy director of "The Pale Wind" were wondering whether it was a good idea to put the future of the organization on Leongand.

Last June.

The ability to recapture the fortress of Balsar in just one battle was as if a strip of light had been shed on the dark clouds that had surrounded Gandhia.

That and this, because Leongand picked up one boy, maybe Sigurd wants to.

"That's why. I'm lucky."

"Right. Nothing but luck."

"Luck. Luck. Ah."

It was a sight when I first met him that floated behind Lux's brain rebelling against Jin's words. It was the current battle for the recapture of the fortress of Balsar. Rumors that were circulating in Maldar became his contact with "The Pale Wind". What attracted me was the last name Kamiya. The presence of a boy with the same surname as Quon-Kamiya led to rumors circulating that Quon-Kamiya had joined the Gandhian army.

Kuon-Kamiya, at the time, had already given his name as the leader of the White Shield, and if he were to join the Gandhian army, would the White Shield itself be added?

It was only natural that the Lux and the others would be interested.

And I never thought that that curiosity would be the beginning of an odd relationship that would last until today.

"It's nothing but bad luck for Setuna."

"Why?

"My expectations for Setuna are too great. Not only His Majesty, royal palace officials, or military officials. Many of the Gandian people expect Setuna and the Black Spear."

The call of the hero of the Redemption is also high. In fact, Setuna could be said to have saved Gandia. It is due in large part to Setuna's activism that he dispelled Leongando's bad reviews and surfaced Gandhia from the bottom of despair. Without him, Gandhia couldn't have been able to expand the country at this rate.

"Well, that's gonna happen."

"Uncle Setuna is the symbol and trigger of Gandhia's leap."

"But Setuna's just a kid."

"Do you feel that way, in the eyes of your master or not?

"My child is stretching out his eyes for the first time. He stretches out and desperately tries to keep up with the expectations around him. Stand back, stand back, stand back, suffer, and still don't give up. I won't let anything get out of my way."

No matter how much you hurt him, no matter how much you denied his talent and let him say he was helpless, he didn't snap. No matter how many times you beat it, every time you get up and try Lux. I make bruises all over my body and I don't give up until Lux gives up, even if I feel painful walking. So I always have to discontinue my training from Lux's side.

Every time, I feel like I've lost.

He said he didn't lose anything.

"Damn, I'm an idiot. That guy."

"You like it there, don't you?

"Sort of."

Lux did not deny Sigurd's words. I can't help it, I like it. I care because I like it. I want to give him more time. I'd say there's no need for rapid growth or anything, but he doesn't have the ears to listen. Stubborn, I don't try to bend what I decide to do once. Even though the movement was linear, I finally began to see signs of change. Finally.

It may not be possible to break his heart for the most part. That's comforting, too.

Not breaking my heart means I can beat the temptation of summoning arms as well.

"So, what happened to today's apprenticeship applicant?

"I asked you to leave."

"I went home crying, didn't I?"

"Without such guts, it's less than the first Setuna."

Lux threw up as he lay on his bench. Since the previous game, the "Pale Wind" quarters had been visited daily by apprenticeship applicants to Lux, which had troubled the members of the "Pale Wind". It was caused by the spread of the story that the winner of the previous game was Setsuna and Setsuna was mentoring Lux.

The story of Setuna learning swordsmanship from Lux was originally famous for this gandion, but it was not like it was spread throughout the country. However, along with the results of your previous match, the story of Setuna being apprenticed to a single mercenary has been circulated.

As a result, they started visiting Gandion from all over the country hoping for apprenticeships to Lux. Lux held his head, but he can't converge the information that has diffused. I had to wait for the weathering, but I might not have expected that either, more than I have held as many celebrities to my apprentice as Setuna.

"They say strength is there?

"It was extraordinarily stronger than the first setuna, but then it's hard to work out"

"I mean, Uncle Setuna said he had a hard time working out"

"That's what happens."

Lux affirmed, looking at the ceiling.

"Actually, it's hard to work out."

From the very beginning, Setsuna's stubbornness made me think. And I liked the stubbornness up to that ridiculous. I had no talent, but I was more willing than anyone to try to be strong. Every day, the kinematic vision gained from holding a black spear enhances his physical abilities as well. Depending on what you try to work out, you could be a superior swordsman.

If you can raise him to be a superior swordsman, that would be interesting.

It's been a long time since I thought about that.

Setuna was now growing to the point where it's not strange to call herself at least a leading swordsman. It can be called rapid growth. It is a gift of daily training, and it can be called a blessing that has weathered through a hell of a battle with a black spear.

It can't be imitated by anyone but Setsuna.

(Maybe he looks like me there)

Lux also grew with Gravestone. The fascinating world of the Devil's Sword Gravestone, left by my father, became the standard for Lux. He worked himself out to catch up with the world, and eventually, when he reached it, he was called by two names: "The Sword Ghost”. A ghost waving a sword. Something that manipulates the sword like a ghost. Two names, as if they were “war ghosts”, even told him to go for further heights, and he kept waving his sword towards higher order.

In other words, it follows that Sigurd's eyes were correct in recommending Lux to Setuna's master.

(Actually, that's the thing)

I look at Sigurd's paperwork. The eyes are serious themselves.

And his eyes are right, too.