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

The depressed forests were blocked overhead by the lush trees, and little sunlight had reached them. Even if it's not so much darkness, it's definitely covered in a confused shadow. Overall, it is also because of its shadows that its vision feels narrow, and also because of the turbulent trees. There are the trees and the shadowy creatures. That number would be crap for twenty.

By the leaking day through the shadows, we found out who they were. When it comes to monsters characterized by green outer skins, only one kind comes to mind. It's Gresbel. From the horns that grew out of his head, he's an Imperial Demon called a “ghost," just like Lesbell and Bethbell, and although he has only as much body as a human child, the power he holds in that little body is not the ratio of a human child. Even adults were strong enough to lose.

However, it is a weak category of Imperial Demon compared to Lesbel, Bethbel, and a trained soldier would also be able to fight to an equal degree. But Gresbel's horror lies in the agility that comes from his smallness and his specialty in collective warfare. It can be said that it is rare for the Imperial Demon, who often asks for individual powers. Most of all, it doesn't make a controlled move like the Demon King's Army. To the extent that it works as ordered by the Commander. Still, the only thing that could be good as a threat was the horror of the Imperial Devil.

I can see such a monster surrounding Sheila and the others in a faraway circle about twenty years.

Setuna leaked her dissatisfaction as she pulled out her hips dagger.

"... wasn't it popular?"

It's not popular right now.

Ragna flicks over Setuna's head. That arrogant and extreme attitude, however, might have been flawed by the balls not looking any great because of Ragna's appearance.

Sheila also pulled out her lower back sword. It was a situation where you could cut through without difficulty using Heart of Beast, but based on the fact that you won't be able to rely on it if you get inside Abad, you need to get used to a fight that doesn't use a subpoena weapon. Maybe Setuna didn't summon the black spear because she thinks the same thing as Sheila.

"You have the Imperial Devil."

"Is the Imperial Devil human? And the Imperial Devil discovered it from the beginning."

"Go ahead, idiot."

Setuna cautioned Gresbel's movements while in bad shape and followed Sheila's back.

Sheila realized herself feeling relieved to leave her back to Setuna while not grinding her consciousness over the weight of the sword.

Setuna is not the owner of enough strength to stand in line with Sheila. But even though it's training, it shows just enough arm to take a win from her. At least, it was stronger than it was around the end of last year, and I'd say there's something eye-catching about its growth rate. And he has extra experience to make up for that lack of strength, as well as a back hand called Black Spear. Worst of all, if only we could summon a black spear, it would be his strength and irrationality to be able to recover from any situation. Sheila can prevail over him because it's a training without a subpoena weapon, and if there's an unrestricted fight in action, she'll be killed without even talking about it. A black spear setuna is so horrible and vicious.

But it's not the black spear Setsuna that's protecting Sheila right now.

Still, Sheila has to laugh bitterly at having herself relying on Setuna.

(No, it's natural to rely on it)

A journey just for the two of us. The only thing you can count on is Setsuna.

"What is an idiot, what is an idiot? I just don't care about the Imperial Devil because I only care about humans."

"There's no way. I'm a human being. Even the Imperial Devil has decided to be vigilant."

"Hmm... I forgot the weakness of the Son of Man because of his dragon. Besides, I don't think my main stunt is going to be this late for the Imperial Demon."

"... that's right"

Sheila had to affirm Ragna's words. There is no objection to Ragna's two opinions. Indeed, from the eyes of the dragon, he may be the one not enough to take the Imperial Devil or something. In fact, if Ragna had fought at Lake Water Dragon, he would have erased it in an instant, such as Gresbel, about twenty bodies. And his assessment of Setuna is reasonable. Setsuna tried to destroy a dragon that overwhelmed the Imperial Devil. It wasn't surprising, even if they thought it was someone who wasn't enough to take, such as this number of little guys.

In doing so, the Gresbels had been packing their distance from the Sheilas. Twenty or so Imperial Demons are approaching with their hostility to humans and their willingness to kill. Though as tall as a child, I have to be disgusted with that appearance of an alien. It is covered in green outer skin, has a pair of horns and leaks the red light characteristic of the Imperial Demon from its eyeholes. The Imperial Devil, with only those signs, stroked the human nerves backwards. Perhaps it is natural, in a way, that we cannot understand man and the Imperial Devil.

"I thought you left with the Demon King."

Sheila looked around at Gresbel's flock as she stood her sword. The best way to defeat a little ghost who specializes in collective warfare is to slap a commander. However, commanders are often in the rear. We won't be talking if we don't break the front line first.

"The Demon King just broke up his army."

"So you're saying they're back where they started"

"I guess."

"I wish I didn't have to come back."

As Sheila pounded her tongue, Gresbel in front distorted her expression. Maybe I felt the malice put in my tongue. but so what, it doesn't. Gresbells' intent to kill has reached its limits. So they're attacking me.

I'm pretty sure the nest is nearby.

"I don't want to live in a place like this with them."

"Am I?"

"Whoever it is, is it not normal to want to return to the world that it should be?

"... right"

I was a little concerned about Setuna's slow response to Ragna. but it wasn't even if I just cared about him. Forward, six Gresbells were moving toward Sheila. In time, it's a long way to go. Sheila also moved. Fly right, not straight ahead, and curve right to the left. He showers a slash of plucking on Gresbel's back on an invitation to the right and jumps away instantly. The little ghost's haughty arm wandered, deciding on the ground where Sheila had been just before.

"I can't find a way back, so I can't help but live here."

"That's why they attacked me unilaterally. It didn't accumulate."

"That's it. This one's got a point."

Sheila swirled her sword as soon as the little ghost, who decided the ground with her fist, looked at this one as it was. I snap my neck. A big head strikes the universe for the body of a demon, sprinkling blood and fluid. Gresbells around Sheila flew away in unison. I was wary of losing two of my countrymen in an instant. Take advantage of that slight gap and take a glimpse of Setuna. Seven Imperial Demons were attacking Setuna.

"Don't hold the Imperial Devil's shoulder strangely, you."

"I don't have the Imperial Devil's shoulder. Wow. Don't just say it from a neutral standpoint."

Ragna was swooping over Setuna's head fighting to dance with Gresbel without even showing signs of being shaken off. Setsuna doesn't even care how such a dragon looks. No, I can't afford to just care. Light mouth is what flies, but he was dedicated to averting Gresbel's onslaught. Seven Imperial Demons attack without interruption. Setuna didn't get a chance to fight back.

"That's Dragon... with a wide horizon. It's insightful."

"Uhm!"

"Uh-oh."

"Don't make me laugh like this."

It's like laughing.

"That's right. I'm serious."

"Where is it?"

Sheila wielded her sword toward the left as she kicked Ragna's say. I thought I was responding, and I heard a scream, whoa. The tip of the sword was flying through Gresbel's torso. Stabbing a fallen Imperial Demon while raising a bloodbath is difficult. A little ghost was approaching from a different angle. Fly forward and further forward. Gresbel's formation has already collapsed. This means a good opportunity has come to destroy the Commander.

(That's it)

Sheila discovered a greater Imperial Demon than any other little ghost, protected by three Gresbells. Again, when he is also a commander, he has some personality unlike other individuals. Personality, perhaps in other individuals, was indistinguishable from Sheila, a human being. And I don't even feel the need to be discerning.

He silences the strange voices he hears from the rear and kills them to the commander as he scratches the grass. Three Gresbells, which seem to be escorts, fly almost simultaneously. A tripartite simultaneous attack on the front, right and left. Sheila pulled. Gresbel, the attack of the three bodies cuts off the sky. Sheila flew. Step on the head of the little devil who stepped on the buckwheat and jump even more. I guess Gresbel's commander was just more confident in his power than any other individual. I showed Sheila the plan to intercept her.

(Interpreted, Imperial Demon...)

In the air, Sheila threw without watermark as she pulled out a sword that hung on her hips with her right hand. Sheila's sword pierces Gresbel's eyebrows as soon as Gresbel hustles away the flying sword. The exceptional response had shown that the cranium had been broken from between the eyebrows and reached to the cerebral marrow. I heard a growl. Turn around. Gresbells were killing towards Sheila. Sheila, pulling out her sword, immediately flew away from the scene. I don't have time to see the Commander's body collapse without power.

(Is that what you mean)

Sheila, convinced of something, hurried to Setuna. There will only be commanders in one place, and the battle is the same with the destruction of the current commander, but it's not necessarily that Setuna is not injured. Most of all.

(I'm not worried about you.)

She glanced behind her back. It was Gresbells who thought she had arrived, but they were headed for the Commander's body. Sheila realized that fact because the Imperial Demons hadn't put Sheila or anything in her eyes.

Gresbel and the others left blind when they all laid out the Commander's remains.

I was just a little confused because I had never heard of Gresbel acting on his commander so far.

(This is like...)

Remember the battle against the Demon King's Army and fall to your heart.

The Imperial Demons, summoned by the Demon King and trained militarily and organizationally, may not forget their organized actions, even if they are freed from the Demon King's control.

Returning his gaze to the path, he saw Setuna delivering the dagger to his sheath and Ragna flying around him.

As I thought, he was safe. Though it is only with blood returned, there is no appearance of being wounded. There are three Gresbel carcasses around him. We stood around that number of Gresbells and, in the midst of a riot, we were able to pin down three of them. It's too much of a battle.

Sheila finally put her sword in her sheath when she reached near Setuna, looking around and making sure she didn't see the shadow of the Imperial Demon. Then I turn my attention to Setuna. He looks down at his hands with a disgruntled face.

"Let's do it."

"Really?

"Where?"

Setuna and Ragna have said it back almost simultaneously, somewhat, eating it.

"... the Imperial Devil is a pain in the ass. Even if it's the size of Gresbel, he's stronger than those people there, right?

It is because the Imperial Devil reigns as the natural enemy of mankind that grown-ups do not become enemies. If you're not a trained warrior, even trying to stand up to it is foolish. And when you become an Imperial Demon over medium, even its forged warriors become difficult opponents. When you become a large Imperial Demon like Gavrait, you can't even get your hands on it.

To the black spear Setuna, though it may be hard to believe.

"But hey"

"There's so much to mourn that you can defeat me, such as struggling with so much miscellaneous fish."

"If you can defeat three without using a black spear, you can do it."

"Master would have been wiped out."

"Master..." Sword Ghost. "Lux-Vain."

The commando captain of the mercenary group Pale Wind is also known as the silver-haired "Sword Ghost”. Ghost of swords. Exactly if he was a master of swordsmanship, he could certainly have defeated it without making it, such as Gresbel to that extent. It was someone named Lux-Vein who had the skill to make you think so. You can only call him a master of swordsmanship like that with luck.

"It's good to have an ideal high, but it's important to see reality, too, right?

"I know. This is my limit right now."

"Still, I'm much stronger than before. You can put your chest up."

"Oh well. Well... you're getting stronger."

"It would be difficult to be satisfied that you, my Lord, are stronger to this extent."

"I don't need a word from Ragna."

When Sheila told him, he jumped into Setuna's pocket and hid.

She glanced at Setuna and her face and clasped her shoulders.