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

When I opened my eyes, there was darkness.

Dark darkness, because it's midnight, doesn't mean. No, I can't doubt it's midnight, but it's not dark because it's night. There was anxiety just to put the book down the window, so it was sealed with a wood door. upstairs room, but because it seemed like you could peek into the room from the next room. I couldn't be relieved if I didn't get there. If you can't feel safe, you can't even take off your headscarf. With your headscarf on, you can't rest your body or mind.

Failure to rest means that fatigue accumulates, and if fatigue accumulates, it also fails to fulfil its purpose.

In order to fulfil his purpose, he needed to rest when he could rest.

For that reason too, he became more vigilant.

So Sheila can finally get back to her face. I can go back to my face and finally take a breath. If you're free from tension, you'll feel a little easier.

(a little more... a little more patience)

Sheila snapped in her chest looking at the dark, lightless darkness. Lying with darkness is absolute silence. It is one and one sleeping breath that can be heard, and it is their peaceful sleep that silence is silenced. A little noise accentuates the serenity.

Sheila turned her face to the side. There is him beyond the darkness. A little far, a little, close. Subtle sense of distance.

There is one sleeping area in a large room. When the newlyweds were shown to the room, they didn't have to feel bad about Esq, but they had no choice but to play. Besides, I'm not telling Esq that Sheila and Setuna are disguised couples. The identity of Setsuna needs to be hidden. Because if it becomes clear who he is, Esq may not shut up either.

Setuna is Gandia's collar uncle and hero of the Black Spear. If so many people had infiltrated Abard for Sheila, it couldn't have been a fuss.

(Setuna......)

Sheila, flipping in the futon, crawled, and approached him. Ragna should be asleep round Setuna's pillow and he needed to be careful not to step on him with his hands or anything. And take great care not to wake you up with sound.

I wanted to see Setsuna's sleeping face.

Operation decision is tomorrow.

When the night breaks, you'll never see his sleeping face again.

(Never again)

I can't visit this temporarily.

That's what readiness would be.

Sheila even smiled bitterly at the same young age on Setuna's sleeping face, and that was all she was content with. I don't need any more. If you ask for any more, I'm sure, you'll get lost. Lost, creates hesitation. The hesitation stops me.

You can't stop your leg.

Stop your legs, it makes no sense to keep running until today.

Everything, it ruins it.

Sheila closed her eyelids as she returned to her original position. Behind the lid, some faces floated and disappeared. Lena-Taural, Serene-Sidor, dozens of maids. Everyone died replacing Sheila to keep Sheila alive. Sheila's survival is what they want, and as a price for it, she's dead.

Sheila has to survive in order not to waste their deaths.

Live, live, live - whatever you have to survive.

Whatever your muddy waters, whatever your circumstances, whatever you lose pride in and forget me, you have to stay alive and die on them. But.

(Sorry, Lena, Sense. Guys......)

If there is only more sacrifice if you keep living any longer, if blood keeps flowing for you, isn't there anything else than giving you life?

Sheila thought she heard Lena in the abyss of her dreams.

Maybe she acknowledged Sheila's determination.

It was a kind voice.

He was a gentle, serene voice, as usual.

Zelle-Window was brought to life in this world as a man of the Window clan.

The Window clan is known as the celebrity of the Sentier of the Kingdom of Abad and is revered by the inhabitants of Sentier. For Sentier residents, the Window Clan is often higher priority than the Royal Family. For centuries, he has reigned as a substantial ruler of Sentier, so I guess it can be taken for granted. It wasn't bad administrative skill, and pushing Sentier from a local city to the tip of a major city within Abad was largely due to the power of the Window clan. The benefits were not only for the Window Clan, but also for the Sentier people to a great extent, and Sentier citizens became increasingly respectful of the Window Clan.

Zelle-Window, born into such a family of windows, was, however, by birth an affair. The fact that his twin brother Keen-Window was born and full of talent, the fact that Cole-Window, the former lord and real father, drowned Keen-Window, and the fact that Keen-Window, in his early twenties, appeared at the head of the line as an untold politician, determined that it was his talent that was essential to the Window clan, that determined his life.

Zelle-Window is not necessarily an unrecognized person. Instead, I may have become unhappy because I was half talented and aware of my strengths. Knowing his strength meant knowing the difference in power from his twin brother, Keene-Window, and when he understood the difference to that desperation, he knew the meaninglessness of what he had been born into.

Since then, he has only succeeded in obeying Keene-Window's orders with promises. There was nothing wrong with following Keane. I didn't have to plug in the extra thoughts, and I didn't want to think about it, like failing, as a result of putting in my own ideas and thoughts. So he became Keane's man. And that's good to know. The Window Clan stood better than ever by Keane's talent, boosting his voice at Aberd to the greatest level in history.

Only Keene-Window's voice grew, but it had nothing to do with Zelle, who was just his doll. Zele is glad Keane's doing well. Fine, but I also feel pretty good about it. It was also Keane's order to marry his wife. Married as ordered, I could also feel happier than a crowd. That meant that Keane's puppet life was never unhappy either.

It was not long ago a month ago that such a turning point came in Zele's life.

"I'm going to save Master Sheila"

Zelle was perplexed that she had no idea what her twin brother was thinking, which she usually understood somewhat.

It was in early April.

The news that the Kruselk war, which began at the head of this year, ended with a coalition victory, boiled the whole of Abad. The demon king's army, which shook around Abad, was dismantled, and Kruselk was virtually destroyed. Abad, in particular, was a neighbour of Kruselk and Sentier, a city close to the border with Kruselk. It wasn't something I figured out when the Demon King Army was going to attack me, I was sending it to war-torn days. I was freed from such fear. The earth was naturally filled with joyful voices, and the Allied forces also participated in a large number of Abad Beast Battles led by Sheila Lewe-Abbard, the Beast Princess, with great results. Sheila's activism, especially of national popularity, wrapped the whole of Abad in a vortex of fanaticism.

Zele also rejoiced at Sheila's work as much as she did about herself.

Zele had sincere respect and comfort for Princess Sheila. I guess there were places where I overlapped myself with an unusual body. Princess Sheila's life could have been called a life swept away at royal convenience. Born as a princess, without a prince, she was raised as a prince, and when the prince was born, she had to return to the princess as soon as possible. Still, she didn't rot. On the contrary, it began to shine more than ever.

While a princess, she has stood on more battlefields than anyone else, bringing victory to Abard. It's not what you are, such as something that makes you hate her like that. Rather, a number of the people supported, respected and loved her.

It may also have been inevitable that Queen Sheila's Waiting Theory would wind up after the Kruselk War. The people are innocent things. No other love, no other intentions. While sympathetic to Sheila's misfortune, I am only rooting for her because she does not make that misfortune, but fights with all her body and spirit for the good of the country. Without any thoughts there, there couldn't have been a rebellion against the royal palace. I don't hate Prince Sayle, I'm not against King Reserg. It was moving the people for the simplest reason. That's all I like about Sheila.

Thus, as a result, Sheila was put in a predicament, and so on, I never imagined.

Sheila was pushed to the cliff.

The heating of Queen's Waiting Theory created an unexpected situation. Sheila's return to the King's Capital was refused, and Sheila entered the Taural fortress at the invitation of Lernheil. From that moment on, Fortress Taural became the stronghold of nobles, soldiers, known as the Sheila faction, and double-horned generals Garan-Sidor, also known as the Sheila faction leaders, and the mercenary knight Langrid Zan-Sidonia, continued into Taural.

Keene-Window was one of them.

Zele thought his brother lost sight when Keane declared his way to Taural.

I've known for a long time that Keane was a biological Sheila, and I didn't hate Zelle herself, Sheila. Rather, Zelle was intimate with Sheila's misadventure, and was just as touched as she was to fight through that unfortunate body without anything. As much as I could say I was half soaked in Sheila sects, I even supported Princess Sheila. If you don't put too much heat on it, there's no problem - Zele decided so and didn't even advise Keane.

But Zele's judgment has to be said to have been wrong.

Keane became an avid Sheila and a supporter of Queen's Waiting Theory. Such Keane's influence did not take long for the entire city called Sentier to stain the Sheila sect. Originally, Sheila's national popularity was overwhelming. No matter how bright Prince Sayle is, he's only eight years old when it comes to having expectations for the future, and he's not the same age as Sheila, who has been showing up in front of the people for over twenty years. And more importantly, Sheila has a proven track record. The fact that since the birth of Prince Sayle, he has taken the initiative to continue to protect Abad has something to appeal to the minds of the Abad people. And sometimes it strengthened its ties to Gandhia, joining the coalition forces and contributing to the victory of the Kruselk war. A pile of those things became the argument for Queen Sheila's long-awaited theory, sweeping through Abad's interior, but it can't be done because the magnitude of its repercussions caused the Royal Palace to rebel.

Keane took a private soldier and headed toward Taural. Though I came right back, with the deterioration of the situation, I once again headed to Taural, and this time I didn't come back. He went to Endwidge with General Galan-Sidor and the Sydney Mercenary Regiment and said he participated in the battle against the Royal Army.

Keene-Window died in battle.

It was for that reason that the seat of the Window Clan Lord rolled into Zele. Of course, I can't be happy to wait. Because the Window clan was put in a predicament with Keane's foolish actions and the destruction of the Sheila faction.

Shortly after the announcement of Princess Sheila's execution, Zele headed to Bandor, the king's capital, to apologize to the royal palace for the Keene-Window outrage. The Window clan declared its allegiance to the royal family and offered to lighten the disposition to the clan. I guess it was shortly after Sheila's execution that she did her job. Zele's wishes were heeded, and below Zele, the disposition to the Window clan, which was not involved with the Sheila faction, was put on hold. I had to surrender my position as ruler of Sentier, but I couldn't help but think it was better than being disposed of as a Sheila.

Then it was a while ago.

The Royal Palace announced the public execution of Lehnheil Lars-Taural and his clan royal party. It goes without saying that Zele was stunned.

It is not clear that Larnheil, the Taural Uncle, will be executed. Lernheil is a brilliant man and one of Abard's leading politicians. He was enough to supposedly have to be Abard, but since he began to hide in Taural, he has hardly spoken to the national government. Such a figure was to be executed only because his territory, Taural, had become the stronghold of the Sheila faction that had created confusion in Abad.

The battle took place in Endwidge also because the middle point of Taural, the stronghold of the Valter and Sheila factions that served as the strongholds of the Royal Army, was Endwidge.

We can't afford not to dispose of Larnheil, who provided a base and even behaved as a leader of the Sheila faction. Useful personnel, but the royal court's decision that no indication would be given unless executed was incomprehensible.

Judging Larnheil, who should also be the last big Shiraz, also means stabbing the remnants of the Shiraz, who will probably be lurking their breath inside Abad.

So Zelle wasn't surprised or moved by Larnheil's execution itself. But apart from the story, his clan romantic party will also be executed in collusion. The Clan Brotherhood means executing even children unrelated to the Sheilas, which means nothing but showing off to the Sheilas. It goes without saying that the people who acted as Sheilas expressed their determination to kill all of the clan royalists as well, which shook up Abad's domestic territory.

Zele also shook up.

Once the Taural clan has been executed, the Window clan may be executed.

The Window Clan was given a decision on a pending disposition. But if you think about it, you've just been put on hold. There can be enough for me to dispose of. Moreover, the public executions of the Taural clan take place in this Sentient arena.

Sentier's Arena is based on a battlefield created to determine the Warrior Leader of the Window Clan. It is no exaggeration to speak of a sacred place, and its sanctity should not have been lost since it became generally liberated as an arena of battle. Doesn't using such a sacred space as an execution ground mean that it will be sanctified by blood, and that the Window Clan will also dispose of it sooner or later?

Zele even sighed at the cruelty of the expression on his face reflected in the pond in the garden. It's not hard to imagine being bluer than the blue sky showing into the water. Even this morning, my wife worried me. He's getting blue-faced every day.

"Yahoo, Zele, how are you?"

He called on the spot to a call he had suddenly heard. He manages to stop and face the direction of his voice as he threatens to jump into the pond. The front yard of the main house of the Window House is large. You have to get the understanding of the gatekeepers to come into that wide front yard, but getting the understanding of the gatekeepers is also synonymous with getting the understanding of Zele. That means no one Zele doesn't know can set foot on the premises of this mansion.

but the Lord of the Voice had stepped into the vestibule without Zele's understanding. There were no plans at all for guests to come today, and sudden visitors could have told the gate soldiers to say no. Regardless of the use from the royal palace, I was not willing to meet anyone else.

I mean, it's trespassing, but he saw the other guy and he was convinced. A man with long dark hair tied in one behind him. That's the face I saw. “Sword Demon" of the Sydney Mercenaries.

"... esk-soma"

When Zele looked sinister, he had greeted him with one hand up gently.

"Dotsu."

Esque-Soma's sarcastic expression had to be unpleasant to see at all times.