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

The man's explanation was immediately understandable.

I'm glad to say there's nothing more to lure Sheila into. Should I say that I know exactly what kind of person Sheila is? I understand how Sheila cares about the people that concern her. So I guess I came to the idea of eliminating people related to Sheila from one end, etc. I don't know if that's due to the proprietary research of the sword man or to the royal palace's inward wisdom. Probably the former, but you know too much about Sheila for that.

"Yes. It's all about it. That's all. I have to kill you. It's no exaggeration to say that we're here just for that."

When the man of the sword took off the subject of the executioner, the man of the great sword and the man of the bow also took the subject. Although each face was revealed, I didn't have time to take a closer look at those faces. Because the man of the great sword kicked the ground as well as taking charge of the great sword.

"That's the thing. Don't let them kill you!

Not long after, a man of the Great Sword flew up to Sheila's sight. I saw the face of the man with the great sword well. A tough face reminiscent of a fierce beast. The moment I was shot through my eyes, the darkness blocked my sight. Clash noise. It seems Setuna's dark doll prevented the blow of the Great Sword. I heard more blows. I don't know which attack.

"Let it be!

"Good response! But!"

"It's empty."

The voice came down from overhead. Look up. A man with a bow at a height that no ordinary man can trace to the end. The raised bow is lit with light. Summon armed. Flash.

"Sheila!"

As Setuna's scream-stained screams echoed, the running of light filled her sight. Shortly after, I heard an explosion. But that's all. When I noticed, the light that smeared my vision disappeared and instead a pattern of light was floating. The strange light-like print was something that felt strange warmth.

"What?"

Far beyond the pattern of light, I saw the man with the bow turn around and start falling.

"This is..."

(Leave it to me. Let's give him the power he's built up to this day.)

Ragna's whisper should only have reached Sheila's ear. It was a small voice. It was Sheila's ear with the summoning weapon in her hand. If you take his word for it, it means he protected Sheila. And I can't think of anything else. Setsuna is in the midst of a battle with the Great Sword Man. I couldn't afford to point the dark doll this way.

Returning his gaze forward, Setuna was about to make a one-off offense with the man of the Great Sword. No, it's not one step at a time. Obviously Setuna was being pushed. Setsuna is strong enough to be called a first-line warrior. Besides, they have the aid of a black mask. That fighting power should have reached an area that was also difficult to reach in the usual people. Nevertheless, the Great Sword man was more overwhelming. Slashing, which had a velocity unsuitable for his physique and was rolled out at that velocity, had destroyed the Dark Doll with one blow and forced Setuna to defend himself against it. but the moment the man in the bow landed, the man in the great sword showed a gap.

"Come on, take it more seriously!

Setuna didn't miss the momentary gap when the man of the great sword yelled at the man of the bow. Dive into the nostalgia of a sword-wielding man and slap his fist along with a dark doll in the galloping empty belly. "I don't want you alone."

"Knock."

But the Great Sword man moves somewhere, even a fierce grin, letting the Great Sword wave down as it is. A fierce flash. Setuna let the dark doll cover herself, she flew to her right hand to avoid it.

"It's too much to see."

Setuna quickly lifted Sheila as she approached Sheila with avoided momentum. Fly further away. Boom. Apparently, an arrow of light was emitted from the bow erected by the man in the bow.

Sheila hadn't noticed. I can't keep up with my thoughts.

"Do it seriously"

"Oh, my God!"

The attack stopped when the man with the great sword ate and hung on the man with the bow. That is why it is obvious that the situation has not improved. There are three opponents. In time, the man of the Great Sword's fighting power is unusual, and the shooting of the man of the bow is also terribly powerful. Besides, a flash of alarm could also be a lifesaver than it became clear that it looked like a subpoena.

Setuna lowered Sheila to the ground. Sheila scolded herself on her feet as she was about to lean against Setuna. It is all too pitiful to rely on Setuna even in this situation. I didn't remember being such a person.

"... Damn, it's hard to get along too well"

Sheila touched her chest with one hand, I didn't know, as she watched the sword man shake her head. Between the chests, hands over the heart, screaming.

"What do you mean? Why do you need to kill me? Who the hell wants that for what reason?

Sheila's response to the cry of the sword is chilling. I'm looking at this one with cold eyes. White young man. Speaking of which, both the man with the bow and the man with the great sword, have white skin. White skin, like snow, can be described as Northerners specific. In other words, they are likely to be Northerners. We also know from Roz-Melan's report that Abad currently has Northerners involved.

Knights of Benoagard.

Sheila didn't try to ask there, although she came up with the possibility. You should ask, it's not there. What I want to know is, it's not there. Whatever they are, it doesn't matter. It has nothing to do with the nature of this problem. Whether they were Knights of Benoagard or collaborators from another country, they had absolutely nothing to do with what Sheila wanted to know.

What I want to know is what it means and why it kills me.

"I have no obligation to answer at all. but is it at least better to die for a reason than to die without knowing anything"

"Are you merciful?"

"Come on?"

The conversation between the man of the great sword and the man of the bow was not in my ear.

Because the words spinning by the man of the sword were more memorable.

"The royal palace can be said to be rather pleased that you are alive. You were nothing but a political opponent to the Royal Palace, His Royal Highness the Prince Sail, but an essential part of Abad. There are fewer things that don't like you. Whatever the reason, it's the royal palace's idea that I don't want to kill you. So I executed Princess Sheila Lewe-Abbard as Sheila Lewe-Abbard, knowing that the identity of Princess Sheila captured at Endwidge was Lena-Taural. While respecting the noble will of Lena-Taural. Praying for her soul to be saved."

The moment he uttered Lena's name, Sheila felt herself heard her heart sound. It's never my fault. Lena-Taural was a woman who could be described as Sheila's half. Her death became Sheila's life. Because she died as Sheila, it's safe to say Sheila was brought to life until today. She died for Sheila. And the royal palace also had to thank Sheila for drawing Lena's will. He respected Lena's thoughts and prayed to the rest of her soul.

That means nothing more than that her death was political.

By killing Lena, the political decision to keep Sheila alive worked.

"The fact that the real Princess Sheila is alive somewhere has been a delight to His Royal Highness. Nobody resents Princess Sheila. Nobody wanted Princess Sheila dead."

But still, I couldn't allow the Sheila faction to exist. The expansion and growth of the Sheila sect spurred the Sails. It was natural for a royal palace dominated by the Sails to take an aggressive attitude towards the Sheilas, and it was also inevitable that the Sheilas would vent hostility towards such a royal palace. The clashes arise, the clashes intensify and develop into civil unrest. Civil unrest was no longer just factional strife, etc. There was nothing more to decide than a word of war, and as a result, many generals scattered in the end-widge.

It's a common story.

Just as Juwain's Queen's War and the dispute over Mion's successor to the throne are, having two or more of them listed as successors to the throne can easily be a spark of contention. Sheila relinquished her right to inherit the throne. But such a sheila appeared to be what the king deserved, and the movement heated the entire Abad.

It can be taken for granted that the Sails and the Royal Palace were unable to leave the Sheilas alone. If we had left it that way, Abard could have broken into two parts and become two countries as it were. There was no other way to establish Abad as a single nation than to dismantle the Shiraz.

"Then!

It was Setsuna who shouted. I guess I couldn't keep my mouth shut, but the sword man silenced Setuna's cry.

"But some say I must kill you."

The sword man's eyes were transcendent.

Her Royal Highness Queen Celis.