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

The plain south of Bandor, the king's capital, which became a battlefield, was surrounded by the air of truce visited along with it by the end of the battle with the fox of Nine Tails.

The armies of the Four Kingdoms, which were divided into enemies and allies and engaged in intense battles, were in such a state of tension that they would no longer even forget that there had been a battle. The Gandia Army, the Charles Army, the Abad Army, the Benoagard Army - every army, it was.

The battle will not be carried over the next day.

Everyone thinks so.

It will no longer be a battle. That's what I recognized, and it's not a mistake.

Abad's battle over the King's capital ended with the destruction of the King's capital itself, leaving neither the winner nor the loser in existence.

No, technically, there's a winner.

Gandhia.

Gandia is pointing troops at and controlling Bandor, King Abad's capital.

Tomorrow, the whole army will know. You will clearly recognize Gandhia's vicious and incredible work. But by the time I recognize him, it's too late.

It is the role of the military master to take advantage of every situation.

Setuna thought about the person who served as a military teacher in this battle as she walked along with Sheena-Sandara on the earth, which was no longer even a battlefield. Ein-Rajar. Having taken command of the Gandhian army on behalf of Nares-Ragnahorn, who said he would no longer even move, he said he was now in Bandor, the king's capital. I should be afraid of his ruthless disrespect as a military master, because he immediately used the confusion created by the Fox of Nine Tails and turned his troops to the King's Capital.

He was turning his consciousness to all armies, giant beasts ravaging the battlefield. They didn't even know about the Gandhian army generals, such as the fact that the Dorka army left the front by Ein's order and headed towards the King's Capital. It was only after the end of the battle against the Fox of Nine Tails that it was all revealed, and after explanations were given by Eula-Libaien, the head of the army regiment on the Zalwarn side, and Sheena of Operations Room I of the General Staff. Until then, no one was a depository stranger and the other Legion leaders looked surprised as well as horrified that Gandia's victory had been confirmed.

If victory is not fixed, tomorrow we will have to cross swords again with the Knights and Abard's armies. We will have to keep fighting until victory and defeat become obvious. That's what war is about. Of course, there will be battles where victory and defeat will remain opaque, but this time, that's not how it works.

Gandhia has to fight through more than just doing good, until she grabs a clear victory.

It is the domination of the king's capital and the succession of Sheila to the throne.

(I wonder what will happen...)

It's about Sheila.

Gandia, by taking control of the King's Capital, would ask Abard to revive Sheila's right to inherit the throne. Gandia's assertion that that is the only way to converge Abad's confusion will be unacceptable to the Abad government, but we have to comply with it more than the King's Capital was suppressed and more than the victory or defeat was decided. There is also a boost to public opinion. As far as the reaction of the people of Ceasel was concerned, there were not many voices acknowledging Sheila's succession to the throne. There are more potential Sheilas than you can imagine.

The Sheilas were once powerful enough to divide Abard. It may well have been natural to have a voice hoping that she would be queen and reign over Abard.

But what will Sheila do?

Sheila doesn't want to inherit the throne.

That's what Gandia did on her own. I started on my own, took charge of her on my own, and flagged her on my own. With Gandhia dropping Ceasel with the flag Sheila, she couldn't pull it off. What did Sheila say, it's too late. Sheila's connection to Gandhia is made clear by the fact that she was acting with Setuna. Where Sheila went, there's no way the Aberd government or Aberd people would accept her claim. Gandhia has launched a military operation. I can no longer do anything about it.

So she joined the Gandian army and took part in the invasion of Wang Du. I had to. It's just painful to think in her chest that there was nothing more to it than to do so.

Her wishes were fulfilled.

But if that was the end she wanted, it's a different story.

At least Sheila didn't want that ending.

Of course, you would have understood.

You should have understood that there could be no such thing as a happy ending.

Still, I had to. Still, I had to meet him. I had to ask. Otherwise, I can't even stand. Even breathing makes it painful. Even being on my own makes me sloppy.

So she took part in the King's invasion. He joined and hoped to reach the king's capital before anyone else. faster than the King's capital is controlled by the Gandhian army. Much sooner than the King's capital is protected by the Knights and Abad armies.

Setuna fulfilled her wishes, and she was able, as she wished, to reunite with her mother.

And I lost everything.

It is also impossible for her to abandon herself and entrust everything to the subpoena armed.

I was just wondering what decisions she would make after tomorrow like that. To die is to die. Otherwise, you wouldn't have taken the hand Setuna offered you. You will not live. As for Setuna, that's all I need. I don't want any more. You don't have to act the way Gandhia wants you to. And perhaps it is the military masters who are even reading it. Whatever the outcome, we should have a formula to use it.

"Nevertheless, Mr. Esq is an abusive man!

"... Yeah"

Sheena's voice is strong enough to disrupt the silence of the night, but not uncomfortable. Her vitality, rather, has given her vitality, and Setsuna is just a little thankful.

"Right."

"I can't believe you're suddenly attacking Master Setuna!

"... there was a lot going on with him too. Various."

I guess you need to think about Esq, too.

Esque-Soma and the Sydney Mercenaries. They were deposited with Setuna by Esq's acceptance of Setuna's proposal. While belonging to the Gandhian army, it broke orders and caused damage to the Gandhian army, but you should be able to consider as much about it as you can about it and beyond. Anyway, the confusion they have brought has bought me both a part and two in reaching the King's Capital of Setuna and the others. That could be what Ayn thought, so I still have to think that a creature called a military teacher is horrible.

Anyway, the disposition of the Esques would mean after this battle was over and back in the King's Capital, but Setuna wasn't too worried. More importantly, Esq is strong. So are the mercenaries of the Sydney mercenary regiment. For Gandhia, whose goal is to increase the power of the war and ensure excellent human resources, it can be considered a necessary person. They have value for use.

As long as it's worth the use, I won't kill you underneath.

Yes, I think so.

If he had opposed himself as an enemy, he would have killed him without refusal.

Remembering his last battle with Esq, Setuna loosened her hand slightly holding the black spear. The black spear remains summoned because the darkness of the night envelops the battlefield. Walking in the dark without hesitation is a difficult thing to do. Even if bonfires are set ablaze in various formations and there are brilliant lights, they are lost when they get lost. What is more, the battlefield was vast and far from the Lion's Tail position to the location of the Esques. If you want to go home without hesitation, I'm glad to say that summoning a black spear is a must.

A bonfire is raising smoke from all over the battlefield.

There is no tension between all the armies, although it is not just a situation where enemy allies are disturbed. Something like reassurance is fundamentally flowing that no army will move, although we are only wary of night raids. Should it also be said that all armies were ravaged by the fox of the Nine Tails and that they had to set up a joint front to do their part? It seems that the enemy allies who were fighting for their lives have broken it down somewhat by defending each other's lives.

Some Gandhian soldiers were guarded by Knights soldiers and knights, while Gandhian and Charlum soldiers worked together to hit it. Such memories and experiences have robbed the entire army of its will.

Of course, emotions and battles are separate, and if either army reveals its will and begins the battle, then I guess the whole army will immediately be hostile and the muddy battle will begin.

Fortunately, I did not see any such signs.

At the very least, there is no reason for the Gandhian army to continue fighting, and unless the Gandhian army takes action, neither will the Knights nor the Abad army move, nor will Charlum.

Everyone is tired.

Even that esc can't move. It was a situation where many generals were beaten down like the Esques and could not even stand up. In that situation, even the battle is irresistible.

No one is going to fight.

The victory and defeat were decided.

Tomorrow, there will be a shock run for the whole army.

No, it could be something we'll find out by the end of the night.

Wang Du is close.

We may be able to confirm that Gandia's flag flies over the king's capital, and a decree may run from the king's capital.

The question is, what will the Abad Army and the Knights do then?

I might resist thoroughly to the end.

Might try to fight to get the fallen King's Capital back.

(then…)

We have to fight.

but I don't think it will.

First of all, the Knights are not moving. Knights Knight Sid Zan-Rufaus watched it all. I know that Queen Sellis has harmed herself and King Liserg has died. A king who would have requested reinforcements from Benoagard died, and even the queen who requested Sheila's murder. And if you look at what he says and does, it's obvious that he's no longer willing to kill Sheila.

(Salvation…?)

Has Sheila been saved?

Think about that.

Forward, I see a massively burning bonfire. The fragrant smell of the meat stimulated the sense of smell. Dinner, which was in the preparation stage when Setuna tried to leave the formation, may have finally been on the way. What you see up front is the Lion's Tail formation. A squad flag is launched a short distance from the bonfire.

"Ya-ha, I'm home"

Yet it was Sheila who emerged from the shadows.

"I'm back now!

"Oh, thank you."

Sheila grinned at her shadowed face as she answered Sheena's salute with a salute. A serene expression. It was an unthinkable face from her a while ago. Even now, I can't think. Normally, I can't seem to stay calm in my heart right now, but Sheila's attitude, from her words, I could only assume that she was regaining her normal mind.

Setuna went blurry as she watched Sheena rush over to the bonfire.

"It was far away, where they are"

I've been looking around, but you don't have to know that. It's a big battlefield. It's hard to find the missing people.

Sheena joined her colleagues around the bonfire and raised her voice of joy. After all, she's fine, and that's bringing vitality to her surroundings. Maybe that's why Ayn has her on hand, too. That would be all worth it.

It was strange that no one would come to pick up Setuna, but if you think everyone cares about Sheila, you might as well.

"So, how was it?

"Oh, my God, there was no such thing. All the Esques are under my control."

"... right"

"What's up?

"No, I should have gone too..."

"Why again?

"Hmm... somehow, that's what I thought"

Sheila raised the face she was leaning over. My eyes looked glowing, probably because they reflected the light of the stars.

"'Cause. They must have been revenge for what they did to me."

"... oh"

You know what, I thought.

Revenge. Langrid Zan-Sydney's, I guess.

If I recall many of Esq's words and actions, I couldn't help but conclude so.

According to the stories of Dorin and Remill, Langrid Zan-Sydney was a delicacy that was putting together a group of Sydney mercenaries, a rally of rough men, who were deeply comfortable not only with the Dorins, but also with Esq. With his death in action at the Battle of Endwidge, the Esques were wrapped up in a great sense of loss, apparently even remembering a sense of disillusionment. Losing Langleed is harder and more painful than losing what.

He said it was even despair.

It wasn't surprising that I actually resented Sheila for surviving on my own while involved in the death of such a person. Speaking of rebellion, rebellion, but from their point of view, the thought of being betrayed may be stronger. In fact, Sheila's actions are nothing but an act of betrayal, if you look at it from a general of the Sheila faction who took part in the Battle of Endwidge. It was a fight for Sheila.

Of course, that's, from the Esq's point of view, the story.

From Sheila's point of view, it wouldn't be what I found out.

"If only I'd stayed a little tighter."

"You had no choice."

"Hmm...?

"At that time, you had no other path to choose."

"... yes. A lot, I think."

She looked up into the sky and went. In the dark, it would be the harm of having a subpoena armed in your hands that you see clearly until the change in her expression. harm. I feel that way because, I'm sure, it seemed like a look I didn't want to be seen for her. So Setuna sent back the black spear. When I wonder if the pitch-black spear was wrapped in light, it becomes a myriad of particles, scattered, dissolved in the void and disappeared.

As soon as possible, her expression becomes difficult to discern. Because the bonfire is a reflex. But I remember.

Regret and pain.

It was like that that was floating in her face. After all, I can't stay calm in my heart.

Too much was lost.

"I thought you had other good options. And if you were going down that path, you wouldn't have to lose your father and mother..."

Sheila walks out. Step by step, slowly, out of range of the bonfire lights. Setuna adjusted to her gait, walking. Maybe they don't want the others to hear about it. The voice is suppressed, too.

"I... could have died. If your mother wants it. So, if your mother is saved. If my death is going to save my mother and bring stability to Abard, I don't care about my own life. I only wanted to see my mother because I wanted to meet her and listen to her. I just wanted to know why."

Setuna said nothing about Sheila's confession. To some extent, it is what I had imagined. It was clear from words and deeds that she was going to die. Still, Setuna wasn't going to let her die, and that's why she put a ragna on her. I had the idea that Ragna would protect her from death. It will protect you from all death, whether it be other killings or suicides. In fact, Ragna protected her. As a result, it is now difficult to lose most of its power and use a little magic.

"If only I could know why, I'd be killed. If you won't kill me, let's die. I thought so."

But I didn't die.

Celis tried to kill Sheila when he saw her. If I knew why, I guess that means that's all Celis was being hunted down, but then, I didn't know. Without knowing, I was relieved that Sheila was protected by Ragna.

"But I didn't die. I didn't die..."

Sheila went, looking beyond the darkness. From her voice, I can't feel any signs of blaming Ragna for protecting her from death. Though it's not the wind that I appreciate.

"I wonder what would have happened if I had died then"

"... Gandhia would have lost her cause, lost her reason to fight, and raised her army."

In that case, Abad, along with the Knights of Benoagard, would have served in the restoration of the territory and also chased away the Charles Army of Taural.

It is also natural that Gandhian troops should be withdrawn from Ceasel. If you lose the flag Sheila, you will. Bringing stability to Abard by making Sheila queen was Gandhia's cause. If Sheila dies, there's no reason to put an army in Abad. Of course, there wouldn't have been a hand in enforcing Abard's control, but given the various circumstances, that's hard to think of. The Abard invasion itself, is pretty unscrupulous.

The wounds of the Kruselk war have not healed, and we are stomping through the invasion with no quenching of the mood for war. If justice were lost under such circumstances, it would have been unbearable to continue fighting. Because there was a symbol of righteousness called Sheila, Gandia was able to continue the fight, that is.

"You think it would have been better that way?

"At least... my father and mother were alive. For Abard, that would have been better. I'm sure..."

"I don't know..."

"... yeah"

Sheila nodded quietly, probably because she figured out Setuna's idea.

Even if Sheila's dead, Reserg, anyway, doesn't know if Celis was alive. He was so mentally stranded that he hurt himself in that situation. If he had killed his beloved daughter with his hand, it was not strange that he had lost his life with his hand.

It's not anyone's fault. I'm not even talking about blaming anyone.

The gear went crazy.

If that happens, there's nothing I can do.

Time flies without help, and the madness of the gear grows with time. When I realized that it was no longer even possible to correct it, and as a result, there was a tragedy.

"I... I wonder what I should have done after all"

"I don't know that."

I'm not going to let you go, but as a word, I just hope so.

"... right"

"Always will. Think later. I should have done that then, I should have done this, you know. It'll be too late, and all the regrets will grow stronger and you'll suffer."

"And Setuna?

"Well..."

I guess so.

Setuna, swallowing the words, affirmed in a different way.

"Everybody does."

Everyone regrets it.

Look for another way to regret it, and again, regret it. And make another mistake by deciding in your heart that you will never make the same mistake again. And I regret it again. With that repetition, move on. That's what moving forward must mean.

There is a future ahead of that pile. But I don't know if it's necessarily glorious.

"Oh well... right. Yeah......"

"I just have to live with that bitterness of regret."

"... right"

Sheila nodded quietly. Quiet, a voice as calm as the darkness of night. Keep going, keep going.

"Live..."

Then, I called it a blur.

"If you were here, maybe I could live."

To Setuna, an inaudible little voice. I don't know if it's because I didn't want to be asked, or because it wasn't words enough to make me listen. Listen back.

"Hmm?"

"Yes, no, nothing"

I cared how Sheila panicked. I can't see the look on her face turning away.

"What's going on?

"Nothing!

"Oh well. I hope so."

You didn't ask because Sheila's been getting too strong. So going strong up to Setuna didn't feel like producing very good results.

Then for a while, there was silence between them. But there is no silence. Various talk is being heard from around the area. It's just dinner time. There will be nothing to keep quiet about when that happens. It's a truce. I'm not bothering anybody where I make a scene.

And Sheila slapped Setuna on the back.

"Sa, rice, rice. Everybody's waiting."

"Oh, right. I'm starving."

"I guess."

Seeing Sheila erupt, Setuna laughed, too. As she prompts me, I turn back to the bonfire where my friends are. It was then.

"Whatever. You two look like you're having fun."

Setsuna lagged a little behind Miliu's face as he jumped into view from nowhere.

"That's right. Instead of me, there are thousands of laughs trying to get into your husband."

Now it's Lem. She's tangled up in Sheila, not Setuna. I can't believe Sheila would have looked like she was in trouble.

"What a strange way to put it"

"You're both swollen because Setsuna's not coming back inside."

Faria. Unlike Miliu, Rem, she was distancing herself from the Setunas.

"Even Faria is the same!

"When was I swollen, hey?

"Why are you swinging at me?

"Yes, Mr. Ruufa has nothing to do with it!

"Shut the fuck up... can't we just be quiet for a second?"

"Dr. Maria, it's not a good year."

"You know, one of these days I'm gonna get really mad at you."

"No, Setuna. Ah, Dr. Maria's mad. Ah."

In response to Maria's anger, Miliu hid behind Setuna with a sweet voice.

"Um..."

"It's so busy."

"Not at all."

Setuna laughed once again, admitting that Ragna would land over her head. I just had to laugh. And I think that's fine.

At least for now, let's laugh.

In the morning, you may not be able to laugh like that, but this evening, let's smile.

The battle is over.

Her long and painful battle is about to come to an end.

Right now, even if you're laughing, you'll be forgiven.

He thought of that and joined the ring surrounding the bonfire.