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

The battle will be on the way to intensification.

In the center Setuna must be fighting hard with Sheila and Lion's Tail, turning numerous enemy soldiers into corpses. It is hard to imagine that Setuna and the Lion's Tail will even be overwhelmed, although it is not unlikely that they will be exposed to the onslaught of the Three Horsemen to watch out for and have not succeeded. The Lion's Tail is Gandhia's strongest unit. If The Lion's Tail isn't hostile, the Lion's Tail squad has a huge battle ratio, so much so that Gandhia wonders if he won't be hostile if he raises his full strength. Of course, I don't mean to shoulder tens of thousands of troops with The Lion's Tail alone, and I don't think so, but I don't mind saying that it's such a strong force.

Would the troops deployed northwest have managed to penetrate the flank of the enemy forces successfully? That's what bothers me. If only we could poke the flank, the enemy would be disturbed and the Gandian army would definitely prevail. Even if the Knights are strong, if the formation is disturbed, the front will collapse as soon as possible. But if we fail to break formation, this one will be in danger this time. They're throwing some of their precious power into formation destruction. If we cannot destroy the formation, it will be a wasted investment and the center will likely be pushed.

Troops deployed northeast, on the other hand.

I'm talking about Ein.

It will be placing the Sydney Mercenary Regiment in the Northeast Army without any hesitation.

And the Sydney mercenary regiment must have launched an attack on the Charles army, as he and Nares thought. If the Sydney Mercenaries did not launch an attack on the Charles Army, that doesn't matter. After the war, our relationship with Charles just gets a little twisted. If that happens, all you have to do is throw it round the royal palace. Leongand would haunt his head, his four friends would align their geese necks and frown root, but that's their role. Of course, it is the duty of the military master to give the utmost consideration so that their burden does not become heavy, but it is not a mistake to leave everything to the military master.

And Nares teaches Ein and Allegria that way, too.

The military is not the only role of a military teacher. We must also be actively involved in politics. Because policy will also be closely related to the strategy. If military power alone is high, but political power is extreme, it will not be a country. For the first time, with both military and political circles, the dream of small group reunification takes shape. Of course, not every military teacher can do everything, and the talent of a military teacher is appropriate for the military, but it also means that we need political power to demonstrate that talent.

Given Gandhia's future strategy, relations with Charlum have never crossed the line of friendship, but that must be the friendship on which the Gandhian army stood. It shouldn't be about Charles going up even slightly. It doesn't matter if you think of national power, but on the battlefield, if a military teacher can do something about it, he has never crossed it.

As I said earlier, lightening the burden on the politicians is also the role of the military.

An unexpected hostility with Charles makes it.

It comes to my attention that the Sydney Mercenaries are attacking Charles.

Charlum will be surprised, and he will respond immediately. The northeastern side of the Gandhian army, to which the Sydney mercenary regiment belonged, would also have fallen into a state such as water in their sleeping ears, and they would have to fight back more than Charles attacked them.

Gandhia versus Abard Benoagard versus Charles.

As for power, it would have been better to remain Gandhia Charlum vs. Abard Benoagard, and that would have done less damage to the Gandhian army.

But it works in Gandhia's favor to dramatically involve Charles and disrupt the battlefield.

Confusion creates a gap.

By calling for great chaos on the battlefield, we can call for victory.

In this case, victory is not about defeating Abard Benoagard's army. That alone is incomplete.

Domination of Wangdu Bandor.

And King Reserg's departure and Sheila's succession to the throne are the conditions for victory.

This naturally happens because Sheila's rescue is being set in motion to put an end to the chaos in Abad caused by the birth of Queen Sheila. Whatever happens after that, that's the best I can do right now. We have to go for it and the enemy will try to stop it too. The best way to stop it is to kill Sheila. We know that three of the Knights of Benoagard, Sid Zan-Rufaus, Bain Belbail Zan-Lanacourt and Rowfa Zan-Seivas, who were named cautious figures by Setuna, will be after Sheila's life. He is the bearer of a power that he called dangerous by playing Setuna. If we do this right, we could lose Sheila. No matter how much Setuna is the strongest warrior, it's not easy to fight while protecting one. If you concentrate on your enemies, your protection will be neglected. If we defend ourselves thoroughly, it will be difficult to fight with all our might. In that case, it will be difficult to defeat and defeat the enemy. If the enemy is the opponent you may not be able to defeat if you don't hit the full force, all the more so.

Of course, Setsuna is not alone in this battle. Sheila herself, a powerful pawn. She has unparalleled power over the average soldier, who would then jump out to the front line. And there's The Lion's Tail, and there's Reaper. And dragons. If you can hit all those forces against the Three Horsemen, it's not impossible to defeat them either.

But as I said earlier, we don't need to focus all our efforts on fighting the Knights.

The goal is the domination of the king's capital.

Ein and I would know that a hundred times, and I must have worked out a way to do that.

That would mean letting Setuna and Sheila break through the enemy formation.

Note that if the aim of the Troika is Sheila, there is also a hand in keeping her in the main force, but if that happens, the main force will now be the target of the enemy's attack. If a powerful and incomparable attack focuses on the main force, how it may not make sense where it has consolidated the main force's defenses. Then we should have put Sheila on the front line. If we let the enemy advance deeper than our own formation, even the Three Horsemen will not be able to fight the Undarkened Arrow Cod with all their might. Except for the story if the Knights don't hate the damage done to their allies, but I don't think so.

And if you mean breaking through all the enemies, you can't let Sheila go alone. No matter how Sheila was a summoning armed user and a warrior so fierce as to be called the Beast Princess, she would devour the attack and be wounded if she penetrated among thousands of enemy soldiers. If you have some wounds, you can't even see them if you finish the fatal wounds.

You can't lose her.

At least, until we win this battle, Sheila has to live. Sheila's survival was an absolute condition for victory.

So Ein would put a setuna on Sheila. Setuna puts a ragna on Sheila and further tries to protect Sheila herself. The strongest spear becomes the absolute shield.

I can imagine you two breaking through the middle of the enemy line and causing confusion to the Abad Benoagard army. In the middle of that confusion, the Gandian army, including the Fourth Regiment of the Logner side, launches a total attack, and yet more Charles Army avalanches into the battlefield. The Charles Army will attack not only the Abad Benoagard Army, but also the Gandia Army. The Gandhian army will also respond to Charles, and the battlefield will be extremely disruptive -.

Imagine that much, he lifted his eyelid. The odd weight of the eyelids no longer appeared. It doesn't change how tired you get where you can be, and it can't be helped that slight fatigue builds up and erodes your body as well as your spirit.

Nares-Ragnahorn doesn't stop imagining. In just one room. Until then, when I can only imagine, it was such a stained behavior that I don't mind being of a sexual nature that I float a battlefield landscape mixed with fantasy and delusion in my brain. behavior, not Imagination is beginning unconsciously. Unconsciously think, unconsciously create, and unconsciously decide to win or lose. I do those things all the time. Whether you're in the middle of an important meeting at the Royal Palace, spending two moments with your wife, or that's in the middle of a battle.

Isn't the imagination making a human being named Nares-Ragnahorn present in the world?

I think so.

I think, I laugh bitterly.

Then, as long as you keep imagining, is it not possible to die or something?

I wonder if I can stay here as long as I keep imagining and keep standing for Gandia.

But in reality, that's not possible.

This unproductive, fiercely poisoned body is on its way to death day by day, moment by moment.

When did you start hearing the footsteps of death?

It seems like a long time ago, and it seems like a recent one.

Very recently.

From the time I left the Dragon House, the poison began to wield ferocity as if it had moved out when it had stopped. There was no pain. I just understood that it was rapidly approaching death. I don't despair. I'm not afraid of death. That's something I've been prepared for a long time. And then the readiness poked and moved him.

I was ready to create who I am.

Nothing horrible.

(No……)

He shakes his head in his chest.

If there's something horrible, it's...

Unexpectedly, the door of the room was knocked lightly.

"Director, are you there?

It was the voice of August-Sancian. He opened the door when he waited for a response from Nares and understood that he didn't even have enough strength left to respond, excuse me. From Nares' position, the partition got in the way and I couldn't see the door. It was Nares who instructed me to put a partition, but when this happens, it's inconvenient, he thought. Or so, I don't feel like removing the partition. I didn't sneak into showing myself all of a sudden to something that stepped into this room.

The body, as if it had become only bone and skin, was creepy when Nares himself saw it. If anyone else sees it, it will be. So he let a partition just next to his sleeping table. I knew I couldn't look indoors because of it, and I'm giving up what I only have.

Augusto peeked across the partition. He's a brilliant looking young man at all times. It would be a man named him whose blood muscles in the Sancian family took shape. His sister Avril-Sanchian looks a lot like him, too. The face of the Sancians, that is. Its cool eyes do not represent a single upset look at the tragedy of Nares. It was supposed to be an unfamiliar appearance, but he didn't seem to be feeling agitated, disgusted or fearful since he was watching Nahless start to lose weight and fade. He is always sedentary and calm, which is why Nares appointed him deputy director of the General Staff.

Augusto would have been surprised at first. You must not have understood why a man without any connection to the military like yourself would be placed second to the new organization, such as the General Staff, which would also be in the organization. In fact, he was persistently questioned. He knows exactly who he is. August-Sancian had only a cowardly understanding that he was only gaining his place in the royal palace by the glory of the Sancian family. And that's why I'm willing to put my heart and blood into it for the good of my country, and if it's to make my country better, I'm prepared to do anything. It was also part of that that he belonged to the Temporary Anti-Leongans, and it was only because he concluded that the assassination of Setuna would be detrimental to Gandia.

He moves with reason, not emotion.

It was only then that Nares appointed him deputy director of the General Staff.

A chunk of reason like him is what the General Staff deserves.

The military is not the only job of a military master. Sometimes it involves politics. Especially if you try to push the strategy through, you'll have to have a hustle and bustle exchange with the politicians, and if you can't do the abdominal arts, you can call it military disqualification.

Nahless is fine.

I also have a face as a politician, and where I have spoken to national politics, everyone takes it for granted. The name of Nares-Ragnahorn promises his actions.

But Nahless' successor, please.

Ein-Rajar, Allegrian-Scene, neither is a politician or anything like that. Both are pure military personnel, especially Ein, who is a Logner. Even where I have taken over the role of military master, it is not easy to get into national politics. The politicians may try to test the power of Nares' successor. I might pull my legs and try to trap them. Ein and Allegria both possess impeccable talent and strength as successors to the military master. But your power as a politician is unknown.

So, it's Augusto's turn. He takes between. It serves as a bridge between the successors of military teachers and politicians who know nothing about the military.

I understand that, too, Augusto.

He understands his place.

"Were you asleep"

"No, I was awake."

Nares smiled at Augusto's usual use of his mind. He seemed to have forgotten that he was a San Sian family person since he became deputy director. Previously, I was unconsciously proud to be a San Sian person. No, that's natural. Many recognize that the San Sian family's character is above that of the Gandhian royal family.

Now that Gandhia has gained more than the height of the Sancian royal family, it's nothing but ridiculous where he boasted of such things, but before, that was the norm. The royal family of the diaspora, the Sancians, was worthy of its bloodline alone. The Gandian people also met one of the royal palaces, just that, and treated them politely.

I'm glad it makes sense that the San Sian people wear kasas.

I can't sleep properly.

"Sleep tight. Sleeping is also the job of the military master."

"Well, that's true."

If you sleep, won't you ever wake up again?

If consciousness is interrupted in sleep and can disappear to dissolve in the darkness, then maybe that's happiness.

But you can't do that.

Do not leave it behind.

The will must be conveyed.