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

The battlefield, in an instant, was in a situation that was not strange when it came to a great panic.

Both this and this was due to the new situation that appeared in Wang Du. What is new is the emergence of a giant monster. Nine-tailed fox covered in brilliant pure white body hair. It wreaked a storm of destruction on the king's capital itself, thinking that it had destroyed the royal palace, and jumped into the battlefield with its momentum.

Anyway, it was huge.

To the point of shooting heaven, even though it is too much to say, the giant, dozens of times the volume of the human body, was generally a body that could only be described as huge. The beautiful bristles of white shine, the blue eyes bordered by long lashes, the long legs, the tails with nine, everything can be enormous and just have to be overwhelmed. So much so.

But Ruufa wasn't too shocked. No, speaking of not taking it, I have a story to tell, the next moment I thought the Royal Palace had been drunk by a waterfall, when I grasped that a giant white fox appeared and quickly destroyed Bandor, I flashed through surprise. And when the monster jumped over the gates of the king's capital and stepped down to the north end of the battlefield, he even remembered the war.

But the impact, less.

Most of all, it is a shock to immensity, not to the emergence of white foxes and their intrusion into the battlefield. If the nine-tailed fox saw Abad soldiers kicked in just for that move, and hundreds of soldiers blown away just by ripping their tails off, the word less shocked had to be withdrawn, but it is also true, anyway, that they were somewhat immune to the immensity.

Zalwarn, I've been watching Kruselk and the giant carbide so much that I'm tired of seeing it.

The immensity of Zalwarn's guardian dragon, in particular, was just enough to rush heaven, even though it would have been a few times greater than a giant white fox. Comparison is also absurd. So did the giant ghosts who appeared in Kruselk Linendahl. That was also so huge that it swallowed one city whole, and overwhelmingly aggressive. Compared to them, the white fox was still a cute one.

"You look cute, too, don't you?"

"I wonder if that's the case. Well, compared to dragons and ghosts, he's adorable."

"It's something that will keep you calm."

It's Rowfa Zan-Seyvas who's been acting like a jerk. He had stopped fighting the Ruufa's after the advent of the White Fox. So are the Ruuffas. Things are coming that cannot drain your power in the fight against Rowfa. If he's not attacking me, then I don't even have to bother doing things that would consume my powers in vain.

"You seem calm, though?

Faria looked at Rowfa on the side. Indeed, Rowfa had a more calm attitude than the Knights soldiers and Gandia soldiers around him. Calm down, calmly looking at the situation.

"Something like finally calming down."

He has said it with no sense of timidity. I don't even try to hide the fact that I panicked about the appearance of a nine-tailed fox. Ruufa liked his attitude. The thickness of being an enemy but demanding information.

"Do you have any idea what that is?

"Do you have the right to teach your enemies?

"No. But right now, what about our enemies, what about our allies?

"... right"

Faria was convinced that if the Nine-Tailed Fox were not to take the side of the Abad Army, there would be no way to provide backup for the Gandia Army, the Charles Army.

equally ravaging.

Ravage. Ravage exactly. How many or dozens of soldiers were trampled or kicked off just as the nine-tailed fox moved lightly. If you bend in and wield your tail, that's all the soldiers were blown up in hundreds. Abard soldiers are not the only ones. Both Knights soldiers, Charlum soldiers and Gandia soldiers were involved in that attack. There was no way to exchange it before its overwhelming power. Normally, if you're a fighter, so be it. Even an armed summoner, if you deal with that mass, you can't fight it properly.

Guardian dragons and giant ghosts were.

"Perhaps, pseudo-summoning magic"

"pseudo-summoning magic? What the hell is that?"

"You know what I mean when it comes to reproducing the subpoena magic once supposedly used by the Holy Emperor Miendia?"

"... is that something that humans can do?

"Yeah. I know the people who could have done that. Gandhia was tormented by only one of them"

"Ho."

"Though he seemed to be dead."

Faria spoke up, and went. I couldn't say it out loud, it must have been because it was painful. Turning him into a user of pseudo-summoning magic and tormenting Gandhia by himself, Olias-Leviath is the fruit father of Milius-Leviath (whom he has named since one time), who is as close as Faria and her sisters. Miliu once hated Orias so much that he wanted to kill him, but in the end he couldn't, waiting for the time of his reunion. But the reunion didn't go away, and she said she found out about Orias' death at her parents' house. I heard that story more than a month ago. I'm sure it's because of Miliu's personality that seems to have changed since then.

"So you mean there were other users?"

"Probably."

"But... that's odd"

Ruufa tilted her neck.

"Yes."

"If that's pseudo-summoning magic, if Abard's trump card, why destroy the royal palace and the king's capital again?"

The fact that they are ravaging Abad Benoagard's army, too, is true.

If that was really summoned by pseudo-summoning magic, shouldn't it only strip the Gandian and Charlum armies of their fangs?

"I guess that means it's not pseudo-summoning magic,"

"Then what is it?"

"There's no way I can tell."

"I was the fool you hoped for."

"You don't expect me to do that."

To the chilling words of Rowfa, Faria let her shoulders flaunt. There are no islands to attach.

Most likely, Rowfa saw Faria's attitude and pretended not to see it.

"Anyway, let's call it a temporary truce. If we don't do something about it first, all the forces on this battlefield will be destroyed."

"Right. Is there anything else you can do?"

"So that's it, do you want to go"

Ruufa saw the white fox. The giant beast has begun to move from the north to the centre of the battlefield. It was a huge commotion just to move. Soldiers were kicked one after the other, screaming. Some stormed giant beasts in frenzy, but it meant nothing. The giant beast, whether he was shot with an arrow, slashed with a sword or poked with a spear, did not change one expression, instead of stopping the movement. It was as if I hadn't even felt the pain, and I just had to wonder if it was actually true.

Then Faria sneers into sight.

"Yeah, nice to meet you"

"Say hello."

"Yes!?

Ruufa raised his voice in dismay because Roufa came into the conversation.

"Fast travel is your eighteenth, isn't it?

"But!

"Then why don't you just fly and show me?

"Damn... why do I have to be commanded great by my enemies...!

Even with his bad behavior, Ruufa thought there was no other way. If you're going straight to the Fox of Nine Tails, it's much faster to travel through the air than to run on the ground. Leaping is a great lowfa, but I guess it doesn't have the ability to fly or anything. That's what he's been counting on Ruufa for.

When Ruufa deployed Silfed Feather, he turned the wind full. Carry them both. I also thought about using overdrive, but stopped it. Overdrive only lasts a minute. After that, it can be accomplished just uselessly. If it doesn't help you in the middle of the fight against the monster, you just pull your leg. I can't possibly pull my leg in this situation or anything.

"I don't know if they shake me off. Especially if you're a great knight!

"Oh, if they shake you down, you mean it's your fault."

"Why!?

Screaming, I flew. Holding Faria's hand in his left hand and Rowfa's hand in his right hand, he flies. Jump over the heads of the soldiers in a state of panic and head straight to the giant beast. Pure white stroked his sight. A storm rocks the world. The tail. One of the nine tails passed right in front of you. Cold sweat flows. Had I flown even a moment earlier, I could have been caught up and blown away.

The white fox was looking at this one when the tail went too far.

Blue eyes.

Deep in his eyes, I felt deep sadness.

"Kira"

The voice echoed in my head.

I'm sure it wasn't my fault that I remembered Sheila.

In such certainty, Ruufa had been shot down.

The emergence of a giant white fox engulfed the battlefield with further chaos. No, it's not easy to be confused or anything. Chaos. It was precisely the word chaos that made a situation worthy of it that was born on the battlefield near Bandor, the king's capital.

Dozens of times the height of a human being, a monstrous monster ravaged the king's capital before jumping into the battlefield. It's no wonder the soldiers are confused, and even if they are in a state of panic, it's no wonder. Even a General of Gandhia, who bravely challenged and fought out tens of thousands of Imperial Demons against him, must do so. He was so physically incomparable with the Imperial Devil. Even though its volume alone was awesome, there were nine great tails, each showing independent movement. Fantasy freely ravaged the battlefield, Abad, Benoagard, Charlum, Gandia - everything around the White Fox was blown away, regardless of the country in which it belonged.

I can't get close. If you get close, you get blown away, and even if you try to get close, you get bounced off. If you want to attack with melee weapons, you'll have to wait for them to come closer from the white fox, but even if you're lucky enough to attack with it, you'll be kicked over or swept away with your tail at the next moment. If so, we don't want to attack from a distance. The archers of each army followed and fired arrows at the giant beast. The target is huge. I can't take it off. If you can even get into range, the archery will undoubtedly hit you first.

But I don't know if it makes sense when I guess.

At least, the nine-tailed fox didn't know if it was even itching from its reaction, expression. Where dozens or hundreds of arrows have stabbed, they may not hurt or itch.

Miliu glanced up at the giant beast.

"What the hell, that"

Speaking of giant monsters, the Guardian Dragon of Zalwarn and the Giant Ghost of Linendahl come to mind. Both were summoned by Olias-Leviath. pseudo-summoning magic. Regardless of the whole story, the contours are curiously clear. It is a summoning magic that mediates human blood, and therefore not a complete summoning magic.

The story has not been told that the summoning magic of Miendia Raegnus-Wargrain took some kind of sacrifice. At least, when Miendia summoned the gods, there was no legend or legend left that one or two of the cities had vanished. Even if it was depleted, was it to the extent of Miendia's own mental strength? Therefore, Orias' summoning magic was incomplete and he seemed to mock himself as well. In the sense that he nevertheless succeeded in summoning the existence of another world, could Orias be said to have approached the Holy King one step closer?

And getting close to the Holy King was also a good step towards lifting the Holy King's curse. If we can get closer to the Holy King, we may find a way to break the curse. With that in mind, Orias must have immersed himself in the study of summoning magic. Most importantly, what could have been done was an incomplete substitute, which did not seem very controllable to humans.

Miliu shakes his head. Now the giant beast ravaging the battlefield was not invoked by pseudo-summoning magic. For both the royal palace and the king's capital were ravaged and destroyed by the giant beast after its appearance. It did not disappear as a mediator of summons. Unlike the Pentagon and the Linendahl. That means you can consider it completely separate from Orias' devised incomplete summoning magic.

So Miliu haunts his head. It was difficult to drag out information precipitated in the depths of memory, even to unravel Leviath's knowledge. And I also know that if you do that, your monstrosity will accelerate. So step on two feet.

"What is it?

"Oh, you're a monster."

It is Bain Belbail Zan-Lanacourt who has said that. A knight of Benoagard with a huge body of muscle bones, but small enough to be cute compared to a nine-tailed fox. That's not limited to Bain, and the Milius are equally small.

Miliu stared at Bain. He and I exchanged lives until the advent of the White Fox. I still fear that if I lose my mind, they will kill me. but that, I have to say.

"You'll see, that's about it! What I want to know is how that creature appears and what it's all about."

"Oh, well. I don't even know that."

"Damn, you're useless!

"Sorry about that."

For some reason he has apologized to Bain, while Miliu turned to him with his arms around him. Rem comes up with a happy voice.

"Oh, what is it?"

"What?"

"What a friendly couple you seem to be"

"Ha!?

"Right? Fighting breeds friendship."

"I see. That's how the friendship you grew up with was elevated to love. I'm satisfied."

Miliu had nothing more to lose than his voice against Lem, who was smiling and convinced.

"I'm not convinced you're on your own! Why do I have to grow such muscular idiots and affection? My love can only be poured into Setuna!

"Well, too bad"

"What a shame! Not at all!"

"If you're so angry, your beloved Setuna will hate you."

"Big favor!

"Well, that's true."

Bain flaunted his shoulder. I have to remember my anger at that calm reaction, but bumping my anger here again, it's not something I've figured out what it's like to be chilled. Bain's been changing the subject about whether he's aware that that's absurd.

"But what's the point of that? The problem is, it doesn't look like anyone's on our side."

"Sure... if your fox was Abard's trump card, you can't possibly be hostile to Abad or the Knights."

"Oh. And if it's Abard's trump card, you should let us know"

"That, wasn't it simply not trusted?

"Am I?"

"It's frightening to say it's salvation."

"Ha."

He grinned around his mouth.

"It's frigid, huh? Sure, I can't help thinking that. At first, I was the same."

Miliu was just a little surprised by Bain's words. No way, because Bain admitted Miliu's idea and never thought it would come that way. He's good enough to serve as an executive of the Knights of Salvation. I thought you were the owner of a more elaborate idea, but apparently you're not. He seemed to think unexpectedly flexible.

On second thought, though, I could see his head was flexible. Even for interacting with Miliu and Rem. If it is stained with the doctrine of the Knights, there is no way to have that kind of interaction. You wouldn't even try to flatter Miliu if you didn't come on Rem's word.

"But it wasn't. I'm serious. I'm serious, I'm fighting to save you. The Knights - especially His Excellency the Commander."

"Then why don't you try and save people on this battlefield as well?

As Miliu poured his half-eye, Bain looked at this one and laughed invincibly.

"Then I'll give you a little faith. Your title."

"Will you come? Russia is motivated."

"Master Bain seems to have fallen in love with Master Miliu."

"It's not like that. I just like people who risk their lives."

Bain turned his back on the Millews when he told them without shame. The big back looked bigger, perhaps because I understood his prowess and one end of the thinking was asked. Being asked a part of humanity is huge. Some people hate it the more they know, and vice versa.

Most of all, it's not like Miliu likes others.

Her world still revolves around Setuna.

and when Rem took the Great Sickle out of the shadows anew, he lined up next to Miliu. The sickle that Rem took out several times was destroyed by Bain's fist. Like “Reaper," it was destroyed in just one blow. Lem's sickle is not brittle. “Reaper” is not weak. It's simply that Bain's offense is obnoxious. All I can say is he's annoying. Destructive. Some blade pieces of Laversoul have also been destroyed. Thanks to this, it is near impossible to draw on the full power of Loversoul.

"Well, I'm out of my league."

"Am I right? You risk your life."

"Because my life is light."

"What are you talking about? There's no such thing as lightweight life."

Bain smiled at Rem's remarks.

"Equally the same life. Even that monster."

Nine-tailed foxes were bent on the spot when Bain saw them. Unexpectedly, the nine tails swing wide. Rapidly, luxuriously. The area of the Nine-Tailed Fox will be even more the same with its sword. Numerous arrows fly. Those exhaustions were also paid off in one swing after another.

Nine-tailed fox felt a glimpse of this one.

distant. Still, those blue eyes were well seen. Blue, clear eyes. An eye of despair deep in your eyes. Only to the desperate, I know. Because I know despair, I know the color of despair, maybe I should.

"Kira"

When he heard his voice, Miliu was stunned.

"Sheila......?

Nine tails emitted a blurry light.