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

I die.

It will also die at a time not so far away.

There was no fear.

I've never been afraid of death, when it comes to lying.

If you stand on the battlefield, even if you don't like it, you witness one death. Formerly just a general soldier. Out on the battlefield as a soldier, he shook courage to defend Gandia's territory. What it took to shake off fear was courage. A grip of thought struck down the fear of death in front of him, forcing him to take the spear.

But gradually I got scared to fight on the front lines. As I watched my colleagues get hurt and die, the cowardly demon inside me began to peek into my face. Let's quit. It wasn't a military occupation for me. Let's go back home and go back to the days of thinking in the study. Even if I ended my life with it, there's nothing wrong with it. There is no such thing as an opportunity to have aspirations in this world. There can't be an opportunity to realize the sight painted in the back of your brain, etc.

I was afraid to die.

So I tried to quit the military. I gave up my glory as a soldier.

That's when I saw Yingjie.

A hero appeared on the boiling front after winning the battle against Azark, who had invaded across the border. His name was Ciuscloud Ray-Gandia. The young Cius Cloud, who had just inherited the throne, was greatly proud to have been able to decorate the first formations with victory, joining the soldiers to share their joy. I saw an equal hero there.

It was a light for him.

Anything that sees the light will have to spend its entire life and continue to follow the light.

A human is, apparently, something like that.

He thought only of changing his mind from that day onwards to become a force in the Sius Cloud.

The young king was not only a man of heroic character, but also a man full of strength and talent. He had extraordinary strength and even made a name for himself as a user of the Great Spear. If he took the lead on the battlefield, the whole army boiled down and the enemy was scared. He was the only one with a sense of intimidation, presence, like a presence in another dimension.

Wind.

It was only natural, in a sense, to start calling him the Lion King, who had just inherited the throne and had no track record or anything.

When was it that he found me like that?

It was a long time ago.

More than twenty years ago.

Before Sius Cloud fell ill, before Leongand was raw in the world -.

"My husband is asleep..."

When he heard a whispering voice, he recognized that his nostalgic dream was over. Thin darkness is blocking my vision. It is not darkness. I mean, alive. No, you should notice when you hear her voice. If you die, you'll never hear her again. My beloved wife and the woman he loved all his life, just one.

(Meryl)

I just snapped that name in my chest, and my heart shook. It's not just that I can't hear her. You can't see her, you can't touch her body.

Death is not terrible.

But breaking up with her, being unable to see her, is more scary than death. That's why I don't want to die. Extremely personal reasons, but a human being is a creature to that extent. I prioritize my personal thoughts over anything else.

When I opened my eyes slightly, I saw some unusual face of the poor girl in the light that plunged through the window. I guess the look on your face like you're up to something stems from the fact that Nares is asleep.

"What? Is it so rare that I sleep?

"Oh, I never thought you'd be awake."

"It happened in your voice."

"Well, it's a word that doesn't sound like my husband."

"What does that mean?

"Do you want to know?

"No, let's not"

Nares attracted her luxurious body as she grinned back at Meryl's naughty smile.

"If I ask, I may no longer want to hold you"

"Um, sir? It's already lunch, isn't it?

It went like Meryl panicked. They've been asleep for a long time. Perhaps last night's noise responded to the sickness. Yesterday, May 4th was the birthday of Faria Zenon Belfaria-Aslalia, the royal palace summoner, assistant captain of Lion's Tail. Nares and Merrill celebrated her birthday as a couple. Though no great gift could be made, Faria seemed thrilled that it was a gift from the warriors and their wives.

Speaking of which, today was yesterday followed by the birthday of an important figure. It's the captain's birthday, following his assistant captain. Setuna Zenon Lars-Enjour Divgard. The boy, who has become a long name, means he will be eighteen years old today. Eighteen. In Gandhia, he was an age that could be called an adult, and no wonder he got married.

Given Meryl's age at marriage, it's early and irrelevant. Meryl became Nares' wife when she was fourteen. And I'll be eighteen this year. I mean, she's the same age as Setsuna, and she seems to be intimate with Setsuna in that sense. Setsuna is also the person that Meryl's beloved Miliu drowns. Maybe he's a friendly opponent for Merrill.

"I'm on vacation. It doesn't matter."

"If my husband..."

To Merrill's voice, which seemed fine but not sloppy, Nares smiled somewhat and mouthed her wide forehead.

I hear death.

Almost there.

Almost, death will mow its own life and take it away to hell in the earth. There must be numerous things there that I have killed and waiting for my arrival. Naturally. There will also be Sius Cloud. Cius Cloud was a hero that Nares respected and mentored with all his presence, but also a disease that eroded Gandhia. Cius Cloud, in the ignorance of the Nares, was using foreign law and taking the lives of innocent people. It is inevitable that he will go to hell, and the same can be said of Nares, who did not bring the people into his hands.

The people did not kill.

but it doesn't change the fact that I've taken more lives than I can count.

Soldiers or people, that's just the difference, and the difference is absolute for soldiers who want greatness, but it doesn't make any difference in essence.

There is no such thing as life.

Nares was sometimes flabbergasted to notice herself changing her mind that way here. Is the life of King Leongando Ray-Gandhia of Gandhia, the life of the warrior Nares-Ragnahorn, and the life of the warrior wife Merrill-Ragnahorn only of exactly the same value from a certain point of view?

The closer death approached, the more his sight widened. Until now, things have not even been contoured, they are looking clear. Maybe it's my fault. It could just be a mistake. But it's true that Nares' eyes don't let go by capturing things he's never seen before.

And that kind of change in vision was also making a difference in his thoughts.

Life is equivalent.

Isn't it the same thing, then, to kill soldiers, to kill people, to kill animals, to kill imperial demons?

"Until now I have taken countless lives"

Running through what I thought, I realise my muscles stiffened under her soft skin. I guess I learned to be nervous. Sure, it wasn't the kind of word that emits in the futon. He tried to apologize for her, but he stopped. There is no point in a heartless apology.

"Really, countless lives"

Nares has never killed one with his own hands. From his boyhood, when he served as a soldier, to this day, he's just one. I guess I was simply incapable, rather than blessed with my talent as a combatant. Courage has been gained since I saw the light in the Sius Cloud. But the reality is that courage alone couldn't do anything about it, and he couldn't be alone as a warrior.

But in retrospect, as one warrior, I'm pretty sure he has inflicted more death on so many humans than he has on the battlefield as a fighter. Direct hands down doesn't mean you can kill one. If a measure with intent to kill was transferred to implementation, and as a result there were numerous deaths, that is synonymous with the killing by the person who devised the measure.

This may mean that Nares took more lives than Setuna. Of course, I'm not going to be proud of that.

I just admit it as a strict fact.

"Yet I am now craving a new life. Don't you think that's a convenient idea?

"Isn't that a convenient way to think?"

My wife's hand touched Nares'. Intertwine your fingers and fingers and tie them as deep as your lovers do. I felt like I could see her smiling as she lit up in the thin darkness.

"Meryl......"

"Human beings, etc., are always selfish, always selfish creatures. How could I have thought of holding my husband all day long? How dare you stop your husband from going to war and keep him locked up in the mansion?"

To her emotional discharge, Nares had a vivid surprise. I never imagined Meryl would think that much of herself, and I just thought that she wanted a nurse because she was burning on a mission to leave blood behind. In fact, there was supposed to be such a place, and Nares thought that was okay.

Blood must be left behind.

We must let our children, our grandchildren, inherit one of the testimonies that Nahles-Ragnahorn lived in this world. That's what pays off for Gandhia. I found myself, and I needed to be a child for the Cius Cloud, which I reused, and for the Leongando, who was succeeding me after the Cius Cloud and burning all my life just for Gandhia.

He felt defeated by the fact that he had discussed the matter before the Kruselk war and set her on fire to her mission, but it was not the only one.

They also lose sight when it comes to things, things, and wives, with military teachers who foresee everything.

And I said, "That's what I am, that's what I am."

"Me too."

Nares opened his mouth as he gently shook Meryl's hand back. Thin fingers. I applied a little force and it was going to break. But the thin thing is, I'm stunned to realize that my fingers are the same. Isn't it thinner than her fingers?

"I forgot to fight and wanted to go somewhere. Of course, I'll take you. Go to a country where no one knows about us, and live quietly there. Small house is fine. I don't mind a farmer. If I could stay with you, I could live with any kind of situation."

"If I can stay with my husband, I'll try to remember farming."

"The farming book, too, I read through it, so I know more or less."

"Well, that's the Gundia Master. You know everything."

"Of course."

So let's get out of here right now.

It couldn't have been anything like that.

The time left for Nares is too short. If you can't have it for a year, it's not surprising that it disappeared tomorrow, but it's been going on forever. You'd better keep it, I have to think.

Well, it's what I kept.

I could carry it.

Without a mission, without a promise, without her, Nares would surely have died a long time ago. It is because of its obsession with life and its resistance to the fate of death that it has survived to this day.

I'm exhausted from that, too.

But we have to carry on a little bit more.

At least until this life burns out and becomes extinguished, we must remain conscious and look forward. There's no way I can escape to a happy life just for my wife and you. Gandhia still has a lot of enemies, albeit strengthened. If the enemy is only out there, it's clear that he's still lurking inside. In this situation, it is not possible for a military teacher to escape.

"A little more"

Well, after I said it, I wasn't sure how I should continue to say it. While lost, Meryl has been trying to peek into his face. The unusual girl's face was now felt somewhat feminine.

"Almost?"

"Just a little more, I'll walk."

"Until the end -"

I'll follow you, I didn't hear the word because she started leaking whimpers.

Nares kept holding onto that thin body until she stopped crying.