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

The tip of the wooden sword is shaking. No, it's shaking. It was the basic attitude of the Lux-Vein stream to always shake the cutting edge and not let it set the focus, even when it was stopping, and the first teaching to be tapped.

Since I started referring to Lux-Vain as my mentor, it has actually flown for over six months.

But during those more than six months, he wasn't always neat and handy. While in the Wang capital, or only for a certain period of time in the same place, I was given a direct handshake. Because I haven't always been able to stay in the King's Capital since I became a disciple. Surgery continued. Whether it was the Zalwarn War, the Kruselk War, it was a late outing and not necessarily a war solely aimed at territorial expansion. Both were essential battles in defending Gandia's territory and, if lost, it was a visible battle to ravage the national territory. Therefore he also fought with all his dying power. Even in such a battle, I did not forget the teachings of Lux.

(Always nervous. But don't be too nervous. Excessive tension brings stiffness to the muscles. Muscle stiffness induces a delay in response. In the battle with the Imperial Devil or the Armed Summoner, a moment of delay leads to death -)

I can put my strength into the hand that holds the pattern. Grip hard, but to the extent that you don't grip too hard, pull out the force. It took quite a while to acquire that exquisite force application and subtraction. And just because you remember to apply or subtract force doesn't mean that's okay. Always take care to be as powerful as necessary when necessary. And you can't be too conscious. You have to do them all unconsciously. That is the battle of the armed summoner, the battle in the outward realm.

(Focus your consciousness. Don't distract from the enemy's movements. Imagine all possibilities from the enemy's movements. Don't get your thoughts tied up. When you limit the way your enemies attack, your death is confirmed -)

The enemy has a wooden spear. Wooden spears, not wooden swords. The weapon the opponent specializes in was a wooden spear. The weapon I usually use is not a sword, but a spear. Some voices said he should be proficient in handling long-standing weapons, but sometimes he was in the process of learning basic behavior now, and he kept gripping the wooden sword. Thanks to you, I am proud to have been able to fight there even in your previous game. Of course, the victory was overdone, and I have no doubt that some thought will work. That's why I'm not going to return the victory. If his victory was the intention of the royal palace, it was just to spoil and accept. I'm sure that's fine. I'm just trying to do everything I can.

(Breathe and sharpen your senses. You become a single blade. One blade that slits the enemy's throat, punches his lungs, and breaks through his heart's heart. You're a blade - I'm a blade)

The enemy moved. As it flows to the right, it moved. He moves to the right too so he can be caught. The enemy jumped in here. The tip of the spear showed a motion like crawling through the ground. Familiar movement. Make your imagination work. Fly left. I saw the cutting-edge of the do jump and pierce the void. Whether it was flying or retreating, it was the food of a pound. But I could have avoided it. The enemy is showing a gap. Should I jump in?

(No......!

He restarted his sword when he stopped on the spot. The opponent distorted the edge of his mouth with a beast-stained grin.

"Why don't you come aboard? That's surprising."

Sheila came as she restarted the wooden spear. The raging grin represents that she enjoys this training in the heart. Wearing a set of training gear, she had the style to be a warrior. If she puts up a wooden spear like that, it could just be barometric pressure.

"Keep riding. We're losing streak."

"Exactly, are you used to seeing it"

Hmm, exhaling, she broke the arrangement. I had already crossed swords for ten fights. It's a streak. I'm tired and tired. Though training, if you keep fighting so seriously, your muscles are screaming too. Setsuna herself, was beginning to remember fatigue. Solve the arrangement.

"Oh, that's right,"

When I tried to wipe the sweat off my forehead, I saw a maid rushing over from the corner of the training room. It's Rem. Her right shoulder is ridden with emerald objects. When you receive a hand wipe from her, the maid of honor tells you with a full smile.

"I will sit on your husband's one win and twenty-two losses."

In the mood of being shown the historical difference in power, Setsuna was also stunned. Of course, it was something I knew. Though I didn't count, I knew through myself that the loss was crowded and so on, and that I could only win once. Still, when I'm told again, I'm in the mood for my helplessness. Ragna jumped off Rem's shoulder and sighed and so forth.

"It's just one win... and your husband is shapeless."

In an attempt to stare at Ragna, he had been riding over Setuna's head, unable to even capture it in his sight. He seems to have completely recognized Setuna's head as a constant position. Fortunately, Ragna weighs light. In time, the mass will swell and the weight will probably be tremendous, but that's when it will be. That's right. He can't even try to get on Setuna's head until he's huge.

"Just because you won from me is your word, master."

Sheila giggled nicely as she wiped away the sweat with the hand wipe she received from Wellis. Sheila still has a sunny grin on her. If you haven't hidden your characteristic gray hair, you haven't even hidden your face. This training room is not a space for the rest of us. It was situated beneath the Temple of Feilong in the Heavenly Wheel Palace, and it was a place that Miryu might not have even been able to discover if he hadn't asked. The reason why there is a training room in such a place is that after the construction of all the Halls of Heavenly Wheel Palace, training facilities are also needed, so they had no choice but to build it underground. In it, several rooms were created in the basement of Heavenly Wheel Palace, and underground passageways were set up to reach all parts of the Dragon House, he said. I hope the underground passage was to be used as an escape route for Sai Sai who had something to do with the Dragon Mansion. Milu had previously snuck into the Heavenly Wheel Palace using its secret passage.

The training room itself is not a big deal. Unlike the Heavenly Wheel Palace on earth, the fun itself was different, and if it had not been decorated in such a way as to attract one eye, the dragon's design could not have been seen there. underground space. Perhaps you can recognize it as a different world from the Heavenly Wheel Palace.

"Why can't you beat that little girl when you defeated me?"

"It's not the same thing as training."

"Normally the other way around."

"Guru."

Sheila's words don't even have any objections. She's certainly right. Training is strong, but sometimes we hear stories of weakness in action, but not the other way around. It should be noted that strong people in action are weak in training, which is not normally possible. Of course, I also know that there are races that you can't be serious about in training, but some opponents can experience as clear a power difference as Setsuna.

In Setuna, where the vegetarian Setuna and the black spear are at hand, there is no choice but to make a significant difference in power. I'd better get stronger. As you can see from the results of your previous match, you have more power than you can stand with a regular soldier.

(Well, winning isn't strength.)

Still, I can fight to such an extent that I don't take a pull from a top swordsman. She has a light body and muscles. Compared to the beginning of the summons, there should have been as much difference between heaven and earth, and Falia has acknowledged that. It's growing steadily.

It's just that the opponent of this training was too strong.

Sheila has been taking swords and training and fighting in action since she was a child. That is why we have crossed a number of battlefields incomparable to Setuna. Nor is there a small number of battlefields that have been fought out without the aid of summoning armies. In the power of the unarmed subpoena, she was better up one or two, and that was understandable the moment she stood with a wooden sword and a wooden spear.

The training itself took place in the form of competitive matches. After hearing about your game, Sheila said she wanted to fight Setsuna in a competitive match, so she decided to train. The game is better than the training, Sheila said, but Setsuna wanted to train more than the game. It is only natural that the opinion of Setuna, the Lord, took precedence.

Thus, Setuna continued to be scored. Sheila won, either by hand or by the power of a single blow. Sheila's strength was unimaginably intense from her appearance, and her physical abilities went above Setuna. It's no consolation or anything but a single victory.

"Don't you have no choice? Your husband is an armed summoner."

"If that's what you mean, so am I."

Sheila tries. Same goes for her. I'm glad to say that it's exactly the same in the sense of a warrior using a summoning arm, not in the sense of a biological armed summoner. Although her time and experience as a user of the Summoning Army seems to be better than hers.

The difference in combat power in the actual battlefield can simply be referred to as the difference in the power of the summoning armed itself.

"Uh, speaking of which, you did. Well, that means your husband simply couldn't do it."

"It's not like I'm smiling."

Setuna glanced sideways at Rem's smile and headed to the corner of the training room with a wooden sword on her shoulder. The training room is large. Standing in the middle of such a large space was strangely unsettling. Rem comes after me.

"You're in a mood."

"Rue."

"But a year ago, you couldn't do more, could you? Doesn't that mean you're strong enough?

Ragna came from above my head. One of my servants and one of my servants apparently thinks it's okay to say anything.

"He said he was an amateur a year ago. Well, you're stronger than enough."

"I don't believe it, though."

"Really."

Rem and Sheila's statements stem from the fact that they both know Setuna's secret. Setuna teaches his qualities to his squire, Rem and Ragna alike, and to Sheila, who is captain of the private forces. I decided I needed you to know. It is important that you recognize that you are out of common sense in this world. Especially for those around you.

I told him a story to the extent that he was summoned from a different world than this Illus Valle, and that until he was summoned, he lived a life that he had never even fought with his sword. Milu is there to flesh it out in moderation.

Miliu, as always, remembered the memory of Setsuna seen in the context of the regurgitation phenomenon. There are no monsters like the Imperial Demon or Dragon in Setuna's born and raised world, and sometimes the landscape is very different from this world, or you can see the sights you're used to seeing - until something like that, she said. Although it is true that the countryside and other landscapes do not significantly change neither this world nor the world in which Setuna was born and raised.

"... I'm not lying."

"He said he wasn't lying. It's just not easy to believe."

"Does it mean that your husband was summoned from different worlds, or that he didn't even have real combat experience until he was summoned?

"Oh, just because a man with no experience in action can summon an armed subpoena doesn't mean he's been so successful, and he's called a hero. That's a good thing about gaga."

Sheila felt frightened. I don't even know what she wants. Just because the battle amateurs had a vicious summoning arm, the skilled warriors also acted indescribably and quickly became known as heroes. Even if it seems ridiculous, it's not surprising. Although it didn't sound like Sheila's voice was mixed with disgust and discomfort.

"... it's not hard to believe."

Ragna called it blushing. He was stretching his neck from above his head and whispering in his ear.

"The Summoning Army can connect this world with different dimensions, space-time. That's a terrible force."

"You know his subpoena weapon."

"Of course not."

Ragna somehow proudly affirms it. Looking sideways at that ragna-specific reaction, Setuna lowered her back to the chair that was installed on the wall. A number of chairs were available for breaks in the training room.

"Right. Right."

"What are you talking about?

"Talk Over Here"

"It's a terrible story that your husband and junior are hiding from me."

Though Rem has seemed to mourn, her attitude did not allow her to feel remorse even dust. From her excessive acting, it's hard to find the truth.

"... you know"

It was then that Setuna thought about paying attention to Rem's words and actions. Something jumped in when I wondered if the door, which was only one of the training rooms, had opened in momentum.

"Dear Setuna! Captain! Were you here?

It was Krona-Swen of the Black Beast Squad who jumped into the training room and shouted.

"Krona? What's going on?

"Is something wrong?

"Something's wrong, isn't it!

Krona-Swen, staring at this one, raised his voice.

"From Abard, it means that what belongs to Lord Lernheil's hand has brought the princess a reward!

"Larnheil's?

Sheila stood up with enough momentum to knock down the chair.

The name Lernheil sounded familiar.

Lernheil Lars-Taural.

It should have been Abard's collar, with the Taural fortress as its territory. And he was also the one who thought only of Sheila's safety and moved into action.

I had a bad feeling.