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

"That's my Niewe!

When I thought Meatier cheered, I hugged Niewe. Her attitude toward Niewe is what sets her apart from the other two, and her innocence hasn't changed a thing since two years ago. She was not born into an imperial nobleman's lineage, and she doesn't know what it means to honor the prince.

That's why she acts like a close friend, and Niewe responded with the right attitude. I mean, like friends my age, yeah. And what you could call a friend of your age for Neewe was about Meatier. So Neewe took care of her, and she has responded to that thought.

"Sort of."

"Who's yours?

It has always been Charlotte's role to nail Meatier's remarks. For her, one of the best swordsmen of the Mebias Sword Emperor Order, to be a courtier of the Imperial nobility Morgana family, Meetia, who behaves as if she were in a respectful and reciprocal relationship with Niewe, the prince, is not inherently forgivable. If this were someone other than Meetia, she would have slashed it with that long sword relentlessly. It's commonplace, like an execution for disrespect.

Charlotte tolerates Meatier's words and actions against Neewe because Neewe accepts about her, and because Meatier pledges absolute loyalty to Neewe. Of course, if Meatier's words and actions have passed, buying Charlotte's wrath is obvious, and Meatier is well aware of that.

"Is it me?

"Huh?"

"It's not"

The word Lancelot spat to soothe the scene was broken unharmed by Meatier and Charlotte, and he called on the spot. Lancelot also sometimes comes from the prestigious Garland family of imperial aristocrats, and his attitude towards Niewe is the same as that of his lord. Sometimes he was a brother under the Yelkaim Gate, and at one point he seemed to look down on Niewe, but it seems that years of dating have dissolved those complicated emotions.

And it's the same in that I chose Niewe over the current emperor, whether it's Lancelot, Charlotte or Meatier.

"Ha... why do you keep seeing me like this"

Neewe tried to forgive Lancelot for dropping one shoulder, but she couldn't even walk over to him. Because Charlotte's length went in between. The cleaver's eyes are staring at Niewe.

"That's it, why don't you explain? Your Highness."

"Description?"

Although I rebelled and let her tilt her little neck, I understood what she had been asking for an explanation about. Understood, he bruised her to move her emotions. And as Neewe thought, Charlotte's expression loosened. Meatier's jumping in from the side of it is also within predictions.

"Yes, yes. How dare you leave us and leave Enciel?"

"It's true. I had to forgive the two angry people for my hard work, you understand?

Behind the angry face meatier, Lancelot looked tired. With one of his words, I can imagine what action Meetia and Charlotte went into when they found out about Niewe's disappearance. They must have gone mad and stormed around like he said. The two are so obsessed with Niewe that it's not strange that there was human damage.

"Who went mad?

When Charlotte half-eyed and looked sideways at Lancelot, the girl next to her told her with a strange face.

"Char."

Charlotte's facial expressions move perfectly. Lancelot tells me to go after him.

"Mr. Charlotte. Meetia, too."

Even then, there was a crack in Charlotte's fringe face, but Meatier argues as if to ignore such a thing.

"Well, I'm not mad at you."

"They almost killed me!

"Huh? That couldn't have happened."

"Oh, you sure almost got Lancelot's neck flying"

Really, it was dangerous.

"haha......"

Neewe had no choice but to have a dry laugh at the tragic situation she could once again imagine. Charlotte was right, and I guess what Lancelot mourned happened.

Meatier's reliance on Niewe is tremendous. She had publicly stated that she couldn't live without Niewe, and in fact, without Niewe, she would have been executed. That's the first reason Meatier got under Neewe's umbrella. She said that Niewe was the benefactor of her life, which made her Niewe's subordinate to reward her for it.

"It's not funny! Your Highness!"

"That's right. I don't think it's something you can laugh at."

"Exactly, I'll have you explain!

Stuck by three ministers, Lancelot, Charlotte and Meatier, Neewe, though wondering what to do, was also definitely struggling without the three of them -.

Niewe glanced at the carriage.

"Let's talk as we head to Coldor"

We have time to get back to Cole End Street. Just enough to explain in that time.

Nevertheless, I do not know if the three ministers will be convinced. No, the three of you won't be convinced, and you'll vehemently disagree. I know that. That's why Neewe left the three of them in Enciel to come out.

Neewe, alone, was going to fight a black spear.

"Dear Sir.

As you know, I, Neewe Raam-Alsur, will be eighteen years old with today.

Eighteen.

In the Empire, it imitates the example of the Hein Emperor and is considered an adult at sixteen.

Two years as an adult.

I have finally found what I am meant to be.

There was only one thing I could do, something I had to do.

I am the one who accomplishes it with all my existence.

My lord, please forgive me for taking my liberty.

And please, believe in me, and wait.

I will certainly accomplish everything and come to welcome you.

To His Excellency the Great Governor.

Dear sister.

To my dear Nina. '

Nina Raas-Enciel trembled at the intensity of the emotions that crept up whenever she glanced at the letter sent to her by her beloved personality as her real brother. What the text in the letter showed was to the extent that his brother was prepared and his feelings for her.

We love each other.

I was able to confirm that fact.

You should be happy. Happy, I don't mind jumping. Until now, I have never doubted his feelings, but what he has shown is a fondness for his real sister, not for the opposite sex. But the letters in the letter were the very love of the whole spirit for her.

But it is also a reality that we have to pay more attention to something else than to the emotion of that fact. And it's that reality that shook her heart.

"Put all your presence on..."

She didn't know what the word meant. I have no idea what the hell he's meant to be, or what he's going to be.

However, vague anxiety spread into Nina's mind and eroded like an incurable disease.