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

"Larnheil Lars-Taural was a leader in the Queen's Inaugural Movement of Sheila Lewe-Abbard, the first princess of the Abad royal family, who formed an inmate party with like-minded people to create a major force. It seems that the people gathered here know, but that is what the world calls the Sheila."

The man's voice heard from the venue, good, well passed. But I had no choice but to lean my neck on the content of the words, and I found no truth or anything else anywhere. It was clear to Sheila that it was bullshit to execute Larnheil and a sin made up. But I guess the only thing I can understand about that is Sheila on this occasion. To a crowd full of venues, it is the words that now echo in the venue that convey them as the truth.

Sheila bit her teeth in the palatability. Setsuna peeked into our faces. When I realized, I was getting more powerful in holding his hand. It was an unconscious reaction. Maybe I gripped him too hard and made him feel painful. Sheila felt sorry for herself, but Setuna was not going to say anything.

Sheila and Setuna lurk themselves in the shadows of the aisle from the eastern section of the ground floor to the arena. Sentier's Arena is a hemispherical building with a rounded ceiling far overhead, but invisible from the Sheilas' position. It was the complainants of this arena that it was a battlefield for all weather. This means that even if today was a storm, executions could have been carried out without any problems.

Maybe that's why I chose Sentier's Arena for the execution venue.

"It is rhetorical propaganda, such as upholding a princess who, despite her devotion to the Abad royal family and having been given the throne of her forebearer by virtue of her accomplishments, defied the royal idea and forfeited her right to inherit the throne from scratch"

From the aisle, I can't see the venue. But I know that public executions are being prepared in the venue, and I also hear the crowd reacting one by one to the voices explaining the reasons for the public executions. Instead of hundreds, we can see that there are thousands of spectators. Sentier citizens are not the only ones. They must be gathering from all over the country. It was long before the public execution of Lernheil and his clan party was announced. Although Sheila and the others did not know the venue where the execution would take place, it is not surprising that it was widely known within Abad, rather it is more natural.

In other words, it's just that Roz-Melan went too fast for the Dragon House. If he had gathered more information and then come to Dragon House, Sheila and Setuna would have gone first for Sentier. Although, in that case, he might have been on his way just to find a way into the arena.

Sydney Mercenaries - It should have been a fortune in misfortune to get to know Esq-Soma. Because he was there, he carries everything well.

(Successfully...?

Sheila shook her head in her chest. Nothing's going well. Sheila's original purpose was to meet her father, King Reserg Ray-Abad, and to sue her directly to stop executing the Taural clan. I was going to give this life for it too.

determination and readiness to do so.

"Even so, it is a serious matter and a great betrayal on the ministers of the Royal Abad, such as the petition to return His Royal Highness Prince Sayle's right to inherit the throne"

A good voice sounds.

"The royal palace flaunted itself repeatedly. I talked to Princess Sheila about setting up a place for discussion, but she didn't have the ear to listen. Both that and this have turned out to have been in the hands of Lernheil. Lahnheil breathed false information into Princess Sheila to bring her into conflict with the royal family."

"Say whatever you want. Say no. Everything's full of lies..."

"Sheila......"

"Larnheil is not the kind of person who moves in personal affection. At least they weren't like the ones who used me to gain power. You let me live."

Sheila couldn't do any of the false words she heard from the venue. I couldn't do it, I wanted to block my ears. But there's no way to block your ears, you can't use your hands, and what changes where you've blocked them. I can put my strength in my hand holding the Heart of Beast.

Unexpectedly, Setsuna peered into Mizuna's clothes.

"Ragna."

"What? May I?

"Not really, but stay with Sheila."

"Mm?"

"What are you going to do?

Sheila peered into Setuna's face, not knowing what she meant by her words. Ragna's thin, long neck is stretching to his neck. The outer skin, as beautiful as a green cylinder ball, is also invisible in the shadows of the arena. Except for the story if he emits light, but if you do that, the guards will tell you that Sheila and the others are hiding.

Guards are also posted inside the arena. However, the security inside the arena was no exaggeration when compared to the outer contours of the arena. Probably because you have to pass through the outer contours in order to get into the arena, and the idea is that if you are strictly guarding the outer contours, you will have no problems. That is not necessarily a mistake. Sheila and the others were able to break into the interior of the arena from the exterior because the guards on the ground floor reacted to the upstairs fuss.

"Ruining the execution means ruining it. You mean fight, right?

"Oh......"

Sheila nodded, grasping what Setsuna wanted. It means that if you get into battle, you won't be able to stick to Sheila. Of course, Sheila was going to fight. Sheila's qualities are unacceptable, such as leaving it to one Setuna. Fortunately, we carry weapons. There is no problem.

If there's a problem, it means Sheila can be found out who she is.

(That's when it happened)

Sheila made up her mind. Consolidating the readiness once decided in another direction was a little difficult, but it couldn't stop what had already moved.

"Ragna, you can protect Sheila enough, can't you?

When Setuna asked that, Ragna was moving over his head. It must have been cramped hiding in Setuna's clothes the whole time. I try to widen my eyes with a pair of wings and tails so that I can stretch. Very small Feilong. It was big enough to ride in the palm, but when the wings were fully open, it looked bigger than the palm.

"Mm... who do you think I am? My name is Ragnasia-Elm Dorrus. It's not a dragon in a dragon. There's no way I can't protect one little girl. I'll take care of it."

"Oh, I got it"

"Hehe..."

"What's up?

"After all, the only thing you can count on when you have a problem is a dragon, right?

"Oh, yeah"

Ragna grinned in full whether she was satisfied with Setuna's assertion. Then when I fly over Setuna's head, I land on Sheila's shoulder. If I don't put my hair in for a while, I move and dive into Sheila's clothes. I feel a tingling sensation, but not if I'm bored.

Sheila turned to Setuna when she recognized that Ragna had lurked around her waist. Ear punching.

(You don't deny it)

(I'll give you a ride and you'll do your best)

(Is that what you mean)

Sheila was convinced, as well as giggling damned that Setuna was beginning to figure out how to handle Ragna. Maybe he treats people well somehow.

"What? What are you doing..."

Setuna lurked her eyebrows in a dragon that had peeked into Sheila's face from the valley of her breasts.

"I was just working out some tactics. I hope Ragna focuses on protecting Sheila."

"Hmm..."

Sheila asked Setuna after she saw the dragon dive under her clothes in such a way as disapproval.

"How's the venue going?

I checked with Setuna because he remains the summons of the black mask. If I had a super sensation with the aid of a black mask, I should also have been able to grasp how the venue looked. The black mask is part of the power of the black spear. I guess I can deduce that ability, too, something like that.

"A pedestal is assembled at the center of the arena. It's an execution site. There are thousands of people in the audience in front of that execution site. Above the execution site, there are three executioner-like men. Looks like the executioner's been secured in the back of the execution site."

Setsuna's explanation is clear. Sheila is also familiar with the overall view of the arena. I have stared at the drawings obtained by Esq and worked out the maneuvers, and as a princess, I have visited them many times. And he had appeared in the game itself. Competitive matches. All matches with little or no blood, but that's why there were no loose matches, etc. Rather, the battle to score points so as not to hurt the opponent requires advanced technology, and the comparison of skill is what created an incandescent match.

It would be inadvertent, even as a window clan, the owner of the arena, to smear a long-time arena with executing blood after blood stopped flowing that way, and it would be unforgivable from the point of view of Sentier citizens. Even Sheila, who has experience in fighting field games, did.

"I'm going to execute you in order," he said.

"I guess. If you're going to ruin the execution, you're going to have to take down the executioner and secure the prospective executioner. But if you do, the guards will come and kill you, and it will be a riot."

"Oh...... right"

"The question is, how do we get the prospective executioner out safely?"

"Do we have to use the underground corridor?"

"Sheila has secured him. Lead him to the underground corridor. In the meantime, I'll draw the guards' attention."

"Are you messing around alone?

Sheila asked, Setuna, for a moment, decent. And here's what's coming.

"Who do you think I am?"

Sometimes it was because Setuna's expression was natural at that time. If you don't feel it, you're not full of yourself. Very naturally, I've said it away as a matter of course.

Setuna.

Setuna Zenon Lars-Enjour Divgard.

Enjoy the royal palace summoner Setuna as Enjour and the dragon governor.

Black spear. Dragon killer. Demon slaughter. All demons unjust. Gandhian hero, known by many aliases. That's him. One of the people who pushed Gandhia to the big country and a group of small nations to the forefront. That's him. Such a sigh of relief, recognizing once again the fact that he is helping only for himself.

Why do you think you're doing this for yourself?

He is the leading person in Gandhia. I also have a position as a collar uncle. How could it be a diplomatic issue in some cases?

If you ask him that, he's set to laugh.

(If you have one in trouble, you can't leave him alone...?)

Staring into Setuna's eyes, Sheila opened her mouth, finally with her thoughts.

"... Setuna is strong"

"Oh, strong. That's all it takes."

That's not true.

Sheila wanted to say that, but she wasn't in a situation where she could say that to each other. The situation is oppressive. Little time is left. I don't even have time for this op meeting.

"It's time to get started. We don't have time."

"Oh. But really, is this it?

"Hmm?"

"Sheila's wish was to sue Her Majesty directly, wasn't it?

I guess Setuna's sincere obsession is proof that he's worried about Sheila. Sheila thanked him for his care. Gratefully, I disgusted myself for not being able to stop my eyeballs from getting hot. Not if you're crying.

"Oh, yeah. I haven't changed my mind yet. But you can't even sue your father directly in this situation. It is better to stop the execution in front of you. I'll think of a way to sue your father directly afterwards."

That was all I had.

There is no other way.

The execution begins soon. It's too late since it started. It's too late to execute. Lost lives do not return.

I don't see how we can help Larnheil being executed for hiding Sheila and creating a cause to accelerate civil unrest. But it is nothing but irrational for his family, relatives and even his men to be killed. Some of his family wouldn't have known about hiding Sheila. Not many are unrelated to the Sheilas. It's too much to show, though. Nothing but genocide. I can't admit that. It has to stop.

If we do not stop, will the Abad royal family itself be stained with blood?