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

"I can't believe this is how you get everyone to celebrate your birthday... it's like a dream"

Faria looked around for words to express her gratitude as she looked at the faces gathered in the halls of the Shuanglong Palace of Heavenly Wheel Palace.

But unfortunately, in Faria's poor minister's vocabulary, I couldn't even think of a dialogue that would merely convey this emotion to everyone, and I could only express it by looking at everyone. On the other hand, I think it's mindless, and I didn't even think that would be okay. I am not a poet. He's just (but at the height of the day) an armed summoner. You just have to leave it up to the poet or the person with the poetic talent to rearrange the emotions that gush in your heart into beautiful words.

It should be said that the hall is brilliantly decorated and in a festive state. Many of the dishes Gaine-Rijul put more on his arm were arranged narrowly, and the appetizing smell filled the room.

Even when it comes to the faces gathered, most of them are "Lion's Tail" squadrons. Setuna, the captain; Ruufa, the deputy captain; Miliu, the squadron; Maria, the dedicated military physician; Emil, the assistant; and Niewe, the squad dog. That adds Setuna's squire Rem and the face of the new unit that will be the Black Beast squad, creating a chaotic atmosphere. Black Beast Squad means Sheila and her samurai, and Setuna has once again become someone's place.

Everyone was dressed. The colorful costumes looked somewhat more flashy than they did at the masquerade, but that should do the same. It did not become a common development for dinner parties to compete for flair and elegance at masquerades. Everyone had to be modest in the spirit of celebrating the Queen's birth. In that regard, if the purpose is to celebrate Faria's birthday, there is nothing wrong with how flashy the costume is coming.

Milu wore the same bright red costume as the color of her hair, and both Maria and Emil dressed as they would each think. Sheila was wearing a man's dress because she couldn't pull out her boyfriend's clothes.

"What are you doing here? It's essential to Lion's Tail, and it's impossible not to celebrate Faria's birthday, which is essential to us."

"Miliu... even you are essential to the Lion's Tail, but your birthday is not celebrated."

Faria thanked Miliu for the depth of thought he had put into his casual words.

Miliu's birthday is February 27th.

It was the end of the Kruselk war, and it was time that the Phalia and the others had just spent their days waiting for the Crusaders to win in Krusel. If I wanted to, it wasn't impossible to celebrate her birthday either. but sometimes during the war, and Miliu's thoughts, and in the end, there was no such thing as a grand celebration of her birth. So much so that each one celebrated lightly. And Miliu must have been just glad to have been blessed directly from Setuna.

Even Faria, I'm sure, is the same.

"It's okay, I am. I'm not old enough to celebrate my birthday."

"What are you talking about?"

Falia felt the feeling of Miliu's mouth. Miliu was older than Faria, but he wasn't that old away, and rather it was Miliu who looked considerably younger than his age.

"What do you mean, old? Don't listen to me."

Maria accidentally interrupted the conversation. Miliu inquires very naturally.

"How old is a teacher?

"Miliu...... you hey!

"Oh, I'm sorry!

Miliu must have felt a sense of crisis on Maria's sword screen. When he dispersed apologizing with a screaming voice, he hid behind Setuna. Setuna looked like a troubled face, alternating between an angry Maria and a shrunken Miliu, and clasped her shoulders.

Watching Setuna like that, all sorts of things passed Faria's brain.

May 4.

Today, four hundred and seventy-nine years of the continental calendar, she was brought to life in this world.

My father called me Merricus-Aslalia, and my mother called me Miria-Aslalia. They were both the highest armed summoners boasted by the aerial city of Lyohan, and, when it came to Miriam, the daughter of the strongest armed summoner and the daughter-in-law of Falia-Valdish. Excellent blood muscle, everyone said. I held out and expected.

Named Faria was a testament to her parents' expectations and what would determine her life.

Faria is my grandmother's name. Her future was as promised, that she would be given the same name as someone who was dedicated to Lyohan's independence and even glorified with the goddess of war.

You have to be the next generation of Faria.

The first name is Faria Belfalia-Aslalia.

It means to the extent Faria, the grandson of Faria of the House of Aslaria.

The baby, who was born to determine the future, was familiar with the ancient language when it was meant to be. It's big that my parents had armed summoning classes, and there would have been so many ancient language books in the house that I couldn't count them. Anyway, she had no other way to go than to live her life as an armed summoner.

I don't have time to think about another path, another possibility, etc.

That was everything.

And I thought that was fine, and I didn't feel any reason to doubt it, or need it.

Only Lyohan could have been her heaven and earth, and only thought about living in Lyohan.

It was happiness in a way, and even if it ever ended its life as it was, it would never have thought it was unhappy. As many humans do, the status quo is the supreme happiness if we do not broaden our horizons and change our values.

But her values have changed. It's changed. Everything had to change. Much was lost and at the same time much was gained.

It was the family, the homeland, the affiliation, the mission, the fundamentals that were establishing themselves that I lost.

What you gain is companionship, place, affiliation, role, the very essence of establishing yourself.

Faria Zenon Belfaria-Aslalia, thinks.

She thinks in front of the inexorably heart-shaking reality that her friends are gathering to celebrate her birthday. Think about it, think about it, try to figure out how you're going to cry.

I thought I just lost everything.

Ten years ago, I lost my parents and my path of absolute happiness was taken away. A branch of life. Fate has changed. She embarked on a journey to chase the devil. Eventually we reach Gandia. While living in a small city in Gandia, he gathered sightings of demons. The sightings were concentrated around Gandia. Sooner or later. Take my father's vengeance and set my mother free. I was just thinking about that. But the days passed without even being able to encounter the demon. Maybe we should leave Gandhia and expand our search more. It was an arrowhead I was beginning to think about that. He showed up.

He was the culprit of the Karan Great Fire, and the mass murderer Lance-Biraine. The boy who defeated Lancaine-Bunell and removed all flames from Karan. He burned his whole body down with flames and was dying. She saved his life. I had to save it. Still, young. Yet it was only natural from the outset that I had a fondness for him, who could give up his life for strangers, without regard for his own death.

I'm sure I felt endangered there, but people who could fight for someone deserved respect. Besides, if her friend acquaintance sees her sincerely happy that the flames have disappeared from Karan, she can't blame the boy for what he did, etc. I should take care of my life, etc., my mouth could not be torn.

He woke up and discussed it.

I learned the name and found out that he was an associate of the demon.

That's the beginning.

From then on, I followed him. If I followed him, I believed that one day I could run into a demon. but that's not all. Because I couldn't leave you alone about a boy who was dangerously brave and in people's minds. The possibility of encountering demons and the sense of duty that I have to keep an eye on the boy. Two thoughts poked and moved her.

After several battles, the boy became a hero of salvation.

She lost everything.

The long awaited confrontation with the demon took everything away from her. The attack on the demon itself was against Lyohan's decision and nothing but treachery. But she had nothing else to do with it.

Emotional outbursts.

Revenge and liberation.

But in the end, her attacks never reached the demon. Everything about her was lost, without ever reaching.

He was the one who reached out to me in the sense of loss.

About a year ago, the boy she had saved and helped, this time reaching out to her for salvation and giving her a place to be.

Location.

Faria thinks.

I was wondering what kind of fate meets me here.

The path I thought there was only one was closed at some point, and the path I took to reclaim the path was also lost along the way. At that time, there was a completely different path ahead of us over the bridge that was built. As long as we go down this road, we won't be returning to our original path. That means losing the happiness promised at birth. But there is happiness on this road.

Faria responded with a full grin as Setuna glanced at this one. Did the boy illuminate or blush his cheeks? Rem pulled his left ear as Miliu pulled his right ear. Setsuna looked like she had no choice but to be flashy, and in fact, there should have been none other than to.

As far as that was concerned, she thought that unlimited happiness seemed to await her on this path.