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

Sentier is a city southeast of Abard.

After the Kruselk war, he had also gained about half the territory of Kruselk, which, although no longer clearly southeastern, would be sentier for many Aberds when it comes to cities southeastern Aberd. About February when Gordvan became Abard's territory. In the meantime, you can say that Abard was in a state of civil unrest. It was difficult for the Aberd people to hold on to the feeling that Gordon Van had become an Aberd-controlled city, and it was impossible to help but take some time now until the answer was said to be Gordon Van, a city in southeast Aberd.

Anyway, it's sentier.

The city just east of Bandor, the Wang capital, is known as the city that was ruled by the Window clan. The history of the Window clan was ancient, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was famous enough to stand alongside the Abard royal family. He therefore had a certain say in Abad and also participated in national politics. Sentier under the influence of such a family of windows could have been described by the whole city as Sheila. When Sheila stopped while fleeing the country, it was Sentier who was heard much sympathy for Sheila.

Keene-Window, who was the head of the Window clan, was a biological Sheila faction who took private soldiers to the Taural fortress and also took part in the Battle of the End Widge. Many Sentier residents support Keene-Window's actions, and the words of those people were pierced in Sheila's ear.

The Window clan can say that the defeat of the Sheila faction in the Battle of the End Widge weakened its voice. It seems that Sheila was executed, that she had lost a (unilateral) back shield, or that she had lost a window clan politician named Keene-Window.

And Sentier was occupied by the Royal Abad Army. The city, which was a Sheila monochrome, was anointed with the colors of the Sails, the Royal Palace, and the voices of sympathy for Sheila and condemnation of the Royal Palace were no longer heard. If we're going to defend Sheila at all, we're going to be taken and imprisoned by Abard soldiers. Apparently everyone lived to lurk their breath.

In the meantime, the public execution of Larnheil Lars-Taural and his clan fraternity party was informed. The choice of a Sentier fighting ground for the execution venue, he said, coloured Sentier residents. Taural is a fortified city north of Sentier. Lernheil was not only the head of the Sheila aristocracy, but also a close friend of the Window clan, beginning with Keene-Window. Sentier and Taural also interacted deeply, and it was no surprise to Sentier residents that Lahnheil was a respected figure about the Window Clan.

Such an execution of Larnheil takes place. Moreover, Sentier residents cannot remain silent if it is also a public execution. The crowd in the arena may have meant protest as well.

Arena.

You can call it Sentier's only specialty.

In ancient times, it was said that when Sentier was the territory of the Window clan, it was a battlefield used to determine the warrior leader of the Window clan, where battles risking his life were waged day and night. When the times descend, something emerges that questions the election of a warrior chief by a bloody battle. Because in that way, there's too much blood. There is one winner. Many other losers die or are seriously injured even if they do not. When that person, who was inefficient and cut to mean nothing, became the head of the window clan, such as shed a lot of blood to elect just one warrior chief, he changed the very method of electing a warrior chief. Only the battlefield remained, and time passed. It is said that the battlefield has become used as an arena since Sentier became Aberd territory.

And the fight that opens in Sentier's arena was a competitive match using wooden swords and wooden spears, and there was never a battle that risked his life to wash blood with blood. Of course, whether it's a wooden sword or a wooden spear, you're injured, and in some cases you're dead. But there will be fewer casualties than serious battles between them. And it's a competitive game. Killing an opponent does not lead to victory.

From savage killings to sophisticated combat competitions. It's been a long time since I lost blood in the arena. It could have been a matter of pride for the Sentiers.

If the proud arena had been chosen as a venue for execution, it would not have been impossible for the Sentier's inhabitants to suddenly emerge. Most importantly, if this execution itself is considered a show to the Sheila faction, it is not clear that the Sentier arena will be chosen as a venue. Because it's a well-known story that most of Sentier's residents are Sheila and defiant of the royal palace that executed Sheila.

"Executing Sheila heavy towns in Sheila cities...? I often think of things like that."

Esque-Soma snapped as she glanced at the map spread over her desk. The map depicts an overall view of Sentier. The arena is on the western side of the city, and the inn district where the Sheilas are located is located on a street slightly east of the city centre. In the heart of the city is the vast site of the Window Clan, which is now being used as a garrison base for the Abad army, as confirmed by a military flag hanging on the site. Apparently, the Window clan has lost even the power to negotiate with the Aberd government by losing Keene-Window.

"But there is no more effective way to silence the Sheilas completely."

Remil-Folk Ray told him as he lined up his tea on the desk.

The "Shimmering of the Stars" pavilion, where Sheila and the others were to stay, was a big inn there in the Sentier East Lodging District. We can bring in about fifty mercenaries and Sheilas, so that's enough. Among the inns, Sheila and Setuna are naturally sent a different room from the mercenaries. Most of the mercenaries were packed into the big room, and it seems that only the deputy squad leader Esq and the two squad leaders got a private room. Naturally, I suppose.

Currently Sheila and Setuna were in his room under Esq's call. It's a big room. At least, there was enough room in the space for five adults to feel breathless even if they were in the same space. Five. Sheila, Setuna and Esq have Remill and Dorin. With Remill and Doreen, Sheila wore a headscarf deep in her eyes.

As for Sheila not taking the headscarf despite the indoors, she had decided that there was such a custom in the Taural countryside where she was born and raised. Six months after marriage, it was a custom that only my husband should be shown his face, and it was Esq who came up with that custom. And Taural was made Sheena's birthplace because this plan for an execution venue raid decided that Sheena, born in Taural, had been proposed.

It was decided to act abruptly by the people of Uncle Negro's thought. Plus the Esques. The remnants of the Sydney Mercenaries chewed one for a reason. If there is no compelling reason, there is no reason for the members who belittle the deputy leader to follow. Esq said he would make it an enemy of Langrid Zan-Sydney by ruining the public execution of Lernheil and his clan royalist party, he said. If you try to be members of a group that admires Langleed, if it becomes an enemy of Langleed, there's no way you won't participate. That seems to be why the mercenaries have been on board since they left Ceasel, or were nice to the Sheilas.

Because Sheila gave me a chance to fight back.

"Well, yes. But it's obvious to whoever sees it too much."

"Yes. Sure, you're overdoing it. If it's just Uncle Larnheil and his family, it's still time to kill all the members of the clan... Hi."

Remill sat down in the chair next to Esq. Doreen sits on the chair opposite it, staring at another map with a small, difficult face.

Sheila sits in the opposite seat of Remill, Setuna sitting against Esq. Sheila was holding hands with Setuna to disguise the newlyweds as a matter of course, but she no longer felt embarrassed or anything like that. It is no exaggeration to say that we have been holding hands for a long time before we entered Ceasel. I was so used to not holding hands that I felt more unnatural. Nothing. I have myself leaning in even in situations where I don't need to play a couple. And I don't even want to stop it. There's only a few hours left. As much as you feel some happiness in those few moments, you should be forgiven.

"That's why Sheena here moved on."

"Yes! This is ridiculous, I have to stop it!

"That's the thing. I'll help Sheena and smash this stupid public execution."

That being said, Esq included the tea that Emil poured in his mouth. Abard tea is dark in color and tannic. It was inevitable that Esq would look bitter, and I was convinced that Setuna wouldn't have much on her hands. Setuna's tongue is too used to lemanifra tea.

"So, is there anything you can do?

When Setuna asked, Esq looked up at him. The sharp knob reminds me that he is a “swordsman”. A sense of urgency arose between them as if they were crossing swords. I can see Remill and Doreen breathing. But Setuna has a cool face. I know perfectly well that there is no point in doing it here. Esq made a mess of it.

"You think I can think of something to stare at with the map?

"No... then why is the map open?"

"I thought I'd simply go sightseeing."

"Teresa."

As Setuna narrowed her eyes, a dark hand touched Esq's neck. I think, a dark doll appears behind him. Setsuna's right hand holds the black mask of the example. Setuna always had a summoning arm in her hand when she met Esq. It's like stating clearly that I can't trust Esq, but in fact, I can't help it because I can't trust him. You can use it even if you don't trust it. It is a summoning weapon and a dark doll for that matter.

Esq, however, just sarcastically distorted his expression.

"You're set to joke, aren't you, don't look so scared, ma'am, you're gonna cry"

It was a light word, but at the same time a voice that would try Sheila's reaction. Sheila said the words she came up with instantly out of rage.

"You're not crying about this. Instead, he's this kind of husband, so he decided to dedicate his life!

And hold onto Setuna.

"Oh, hey..."

"Oh, hey."

"As long as I envy you."

"I don't mind being enthusiastic, but can you do that, when you two are together?

"Are you jealous?

When Sheila laughed with her nose, she gave the look that Remill had given her one day. Face as a warrior. Violent beastly glance. Sheila couldn't have lost something like that.

"... Acting Commander, this woman, do you mind if I sink?

"It's not up to you. I can sink."

"Damn... it's sword swallowing"

Setsuna shook her neck sideways, telling her to do it. Esq pours half an eye on him.

"You mean you."

"Huh?"

"Oh, hey..."

"If my husband..."

Sheila blinked at Setuna's sidelines unattended. After all, there's something about a boy named Setuna that I'm not sure about.