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

She was watching the entire battle that took place in the water dragon lake forest. I saw all the battles between Wyburn and the Black Spear Setuna.

I was looking at something.

All I could say was that unexpected reinforcements were unnecessary, but there was no way that a large number of attacks in line could have worked on that Wyburn. She's the one who couldn't even forbid some hard work. I'm not what I would do with a normal subpoena arm. Even black spears are theoretically impossible to defeat.

(Setuna)

She stares softly at the user of the black spear. One of the highest fighting forces in this world, making it a summoner of black spears. His name was Setuna. Setuna-Kamiya. The boy she summoned from different worlds grew faster than she thought and let her achievements show off beautifully.

(You were right)

He said something windy about being stronger than he was then. That would mean when we met at the Linendall site in Kruselk. Nearly three months have passed since then. Though there was only enough time left for him to grow up, she had half-hearted the words. I wanted to believe it, but I doubted it. How strong can you be in just three months?

Less than a year after Setsuna went through a real fight. The boy, who also did not know the basis of the battle, has experienced numerous battlefields along with black spears, overcoming fierce battles and diving through the dead line, thus continuing to grow at a rate that is not normally conceivable. She's the one who's nurtured so many humans, that's what I know. It was no exaggeration to say that a person's decade is usually condensed into this period of about a year. Having had such an intense year, the overcoming boy was gaining strength that surpassed her imagination.

(Excellent)

Looking down from the sky at the vast woods that hold Lake Waterdragon, you can see exactly how awesome he is.

The southern forests of Lake Water Dragon had been extensively destroyed. The huge true circle centered around Setuna is the result of the power he wielded to destroy Feilong wiped out anything. An explosion of overwhelming power. The diffusion of power enough to excite even the demon instantly annihilated Wyburn, who put up close combat, dramatically altering the surrounding terrain. The trees were uprooted and the grass flowers were also roasted. He circled the earth and carved up huge hemispherical destruction marks. The whole forest is undergoing its aftermath.

It's like after a natural disaster.

(This is the power of the black spear with you)

It's also horrible and reliable because it's still growing.

(That's my setuna)

She stared at the brunette boy's red eyes as love. Far above. Out of his sensing range, she was looking at him.

(Well, will you like the birthday gift?

I only looked at him and laughed contentedly.

I am in a comfortable fatigue.

I'm glad to say that the course of the battle and the outcome of the battle fit into something somewhat satisfactory. First, the fact that he was able to destroy Wyburn without exhausting it led to great confidence in him. The fact that they could only exert their power to extinguish a monster proud of its vitality over their intelligence is also significant, but more than that, it was a delightful miscalculation that they consumed less to exercise all that power than they thought. Most of all, it's obvious that it's not consuming enough to be in a row, and whatever battlefield it is, it's not the kind of ability to use a regular person against you. In the first place, it cannot be used on a battlefield where enemy allies are disturbed. There is no doubt that damage will be done not only to the enemy, but also to the allies.

Simultaneous attacks on a wide range around me.

This is the result of unlocking the power of the Black Spear.

Setsuna felt me flashing as she looked around at the hemispherical destruction marks that revolved around her. Marks of the power of overwhelming destruction. A huge hole has been created with a radius of one hundred meters. The trees in range have been uprooted and the grass flowers have been burned down. The same goes for animals that have missed escape.

Normally, I wondered if it might not be a substitute for what humans should have, while with all this power, I also thought that a family of edge-obsurst black spears must have more than enough chances with their opponents.

"That's your husband."

"Ooh."

Setsuna pointed her half-eye at Rem because she had plenty of minutes to reach before Setsuna and open her tease mouth. I'm sure she must have been distracted by the awesomeness of the destruction marks, but that's not just about her. Faria, Sheila and Ruufa were just staring at Setuna, nestled with black spears.

"Naturally. If I can show you all this power, then someone has to be silent."

"Well, I guess so."

"Damn, you're a horrible kid. Now we're still growing, right?

"Oh. Me and the black spear will still be strong"

Setsuna herself has finally reached a level that can be termed a first-class product. You can't blame me for winning the game before you. Neither was there any chance that political power would have let Setuna win, or, rather, I am beginning to wonder if it would be reasonable to think so. Strength alone must have been impossible to win or something. Still, as far as crossing wooden swords is concerned, I'm pretty sure Rüg and I are growing enough to fight to some extent now. It's not like when you were flushed for a moment and you didn't have the skill to exchange.

Black spears also have further potential. Following the Lance of Design, the power gained by absorbing the Mask of Dispair is what we are now seeing. More than ever before, enormous amounts of power, while also increasing ease of handling. Maybe because the black spear is approaching full condition by absorbing the mask of dispersal.

What the hell happens when Edge of Thurst is added to it?

To the power hidden in Chaos Bringer, I even feel fear.

You're swinging around with something like that in your hand.

"That's all you get, what do you do?

"Nothing."

"Hmm?"

"This power is not for me to do anything. Your Majesty will use it to unify a small group of continental nations."

"It's as if you're a weapon."

"Right. Gandhia's black spear. - Who is it?

"Now!?

In one of Setuna's words, it was the four Phalia who roughed up their voices in a different tone, and even Rem had a stunned look at me forgetting. but Setuna didn't know why the four of them would react like that, and she looked around, flashing. Setsuna searched for someone who had hammered or questioned his words just now. He had treated me normally because of his strangely familiar attitude, but on second thought, he was an unheard voice.

"Not here."

The voice came from behind, overhead.

"Hmm?"

Looking back, the moment he recognized it, Setuna opened her eyes less to surprise. There was a dragon. Fei Long covered in emerald green scales. A pair of wings on a long neck, Wyburn with a long tail. I mean, it was a dragon that had the exact same look as the dragon you just destroyed. But the surprise is, that's not why.

The Wyburn was extremely small. And it was strangely supposed to be the whole thing. The head is a little big and the neck is thin. The torso is rounded and close to spherical and the wings are small. The tail was thin, the feet were small. Plus, there were no nails. Is it about ten centimeters long? The volume of Wyburn fought should have been several dozen times greater than this, and there was no comparison between majesty and oppression. It is also a good idea to compare.

"What...? This?"

"How dare you do that earlier?"

Little Feilong stares at Setsuna with his jewel-like, creepy eyes, but it was not intimidating or anything.

I also thought that maybe it was because of this that Faria and the others were stunned. For it was a grand mistake that he was in love with his marks of destruction, and Setuna was flat.

"Earlier...?

"What? You still don't get it?

"Are you saying you're the Wyburn you just fought for?

Setsuna glanced at that adorable, so to speak, flying dragon. From a dragon the size of a hand-riding Feilong can be called, I can't feel anything about the strength, majesty, or fear that Wyburn had earlier. The voices that speak are low and make you feel intelligent.

"You're lying, right?

"It's a joke, right?

"Oh no, that's not true"

"It's a joke, right?

The Quadrilateral reaction was similar to that of Setuna. Even the existence of a dragon deserves amazement, but I also know it makes me want to call it a bad joke, such as being smaller and yet solving a human language.

"Well, that's not it!

The handyman Wyburn spreads his wings to intimidate him.