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

The battle against the man, who named him Niewe Raam-Alsur, was fierce.

Setuna was merely flirted with by an opponent who took in a dark black mask (Mask of Dispair) and traveled at a speed that could not be captured even with the power of a black spear that should have been enhanced. The speeding slaughter was mildly avoided and the thrust, which should have been accidental, was deflected without difficulty. A ray firing through the void also made no sense and just drilled a hole in the ground, which kept Niewe from taking one scratch instead of beating a blow. Nevertheless, Neewe is also Neewe, although only the first blow caused Setuna to scratch her.

(No, that's too much...)

Setsuna made an intermission with Niewe as she put her face to the heat and pain she felt from her back. I'm away. Neewe is making a mistake. Better than the range of attack of Edge of Surst, a pair of two daggers, and far wider than the range of attack of Chaos Bringer. It is not a sense of distance to defeat the enemy. but we know in the battle so far that that time is his time. Even for Setuna, it is an intermission to the extent that it can be filled with a single flight, but in the case of Niewe, the intermission can be filled even more easily. That's how fast Setsuna doesn't notice, in an instant. So I guess Niewe can stay as relaxed as if to observe this means of attack while making a mistake.

The first blow I took is close to fatal injury.

Slashed from right shoulder to glutes. It's just like being saved because the incision is shallow. Setuna would have been desperate if she had been slashed a little deeper. And now, aren't we nearing death? Blood is flowing. I can't stop. I can't stop. The other person is ready to kill him. It can't even give me time to stop the bleeding.

We just have to take it down fast, but we can only avoid it if it hits us at full speed. In the meantime, both the offense lacked glory. Back wounds are always complaining of pain. The harder you move, the stronger and more intense that pain becomes. I can't concentrate on the fight.

"What's the matter? Doesn't seem like it."

"Apparently nothing......!

Speaking back to throw it away, Setuna kicked the ground and flew forward. We cannot expect Ragna's magical cover. I'm not the one to fight in anticipation of that. With his own hands, he's the one who has to be defeated with the power of himself and the black spear.

The exact same face as myself, the same figure, the other self who had the same voice.

Parallel world.

This is a different world.

Even if I had another self, it wouldn't have been any surprise. I just didn't think of that possibility.

Even as he jumped with fierce momentum, Niewe was, at some point, in an unreachable position for Setuna's slashing. Forward, moving as if metastasized. And look at this one, he's narrowing his eyes.

"Quick, strong, horrible. It's ridiculous enough to fight properly."

The praise had a real feel to it, but it just sounded disgusting or ironic where it was now praised on this occasion. In fact, I guess you're going to. Setuna shouted with a black spear. emit rays.

"You don't like it!

The runoff of light emitted from the cutting edge by inhaling Setuna's mental power converged so that it was sucked into the ground on which Niewe stood until the brink, causing an explosion. The impact of the explosion shook the atmosphere and the dirt sand broke out.

"I don't hate it. I really do. So this is how we fight."

The voice was heard from the rear. The moment I turn around instantly and see the enemy, I'm flying. He jumps to one foot and swings through a black spear. I had pain in my abdomen. sharp pain. It was shortly after that that that I recognized that the slaughter would cut the sky. Look down. There was a black knife poking at his flank.

(How?

Doubts come to mind.

How did Niewe stab a swing of a short-knife into Setuna's flank? We burst in with a sudden momentum from Setuna, so I'm pretty sure Niewe herself was able to make it in time without having to come close. But the black spear interval is wider and the slaughter is also extraordinarily faster this way than the short knife interval. Neewe herself admits that. And if Neewe's been stabbing us, we can't avoid this slaughter.

But Niewe, who had just caught a glimpse for a moment, had not sustained one wound. In the first place, there was no response to the black spear.

I'm sorry to hear that.

The whispering voice was heard from the left. He manages to stop about to collapse and swing through to beat the black spear without turning around. But again, the spear's blow is cutting off the sky. In the first place, he didn't seem to be within reach of the spear.

I knew it, too, but by shaking it, it must have been a restraint.

"Let's finish with that"

"Right. It's going to be over."

Setuna stopped, trying to pull out a short knife that stabbed her in the abdomen. If you lose it, you could die of the momentum of bleeding. I'm dying right now. If you bleed any more, you'd be dead before you were attacked by Neewe. Even the consciousness was uncertain, and standing was finally in a state. Back and flank. Which is deeper on the flank, but I laughed bitterly because I didn't think it would change that it was fatal on us. There is no time. If we don't knock him down as soon as possible - no, there may be nothing we can do where we knock him down.

Niewe looks at this one, sparingly. Short knife swing. Noisy overhead.

"Setuna! What are you doing!

"I can't see...!

"It's my magic to make it...!

"Stop."

"Why not!?

It's a waste of magic.

I assure you, even though it's not a shabby of sanity, such as wasting heavily depleted magic in a place like this. In the first place, I don't even know if magic works for him. He's the kind of opponent who easily avoids slaughter by black spears, spikes and even light. Even if Ragna could use offensive magic, I highly doubt that would defeat Niewe.

That's why I'm not asking you to stop.

It is Chaos Blinger who defeats Edge of Thurst, and Setsuna who defeats Niewe. It has to be Setuna.

My instincts are screaming like that.

"What are you talking about over this period? You are no longer dying. You can't get out of this situation."

"Ugh. If you're a servant, follow my orders. Keep your magic just in case. Even if it's fuel-efficient, what do you do with it when you do this?"

"Not at a time like this!

"So."

"Yes, I'd rather not waste it for something that dies anyway"

Niewe kicked the ground gently. But now it won't go out of sight. Fast enough to chase with your eyes. Maybe I'm out of hand because this one is seriously wounded dying. From Niewe's point of view, all we have to do is make a stop, so I guess I stepped on it without having to give it all out.

(Make a fool of me!

Squeeze the remaining force and step in. My vision is dark. There was too much blood. I can't even help myself. Still my body moved. Step forward at a faster rate than Setsuna thought, and pack an intermission with Niewe. Distance at which the cutting edge of the spear reaches. The range of attack is wider and deeper here. Swing through the horizontal giraffe. I'm not responding. No, it wasn't about that.

"Become?"

Setuna was puzzled by her slightly altered vision. When I thought I stepped in and slashed Niewe, I was swinging through the spear toward the rear view of Niewe.

"Behind you!

Without having to be warned by Ragna, Setuna is aware of the signs that have appeared behind her. Neewe was right in front of me when I turned around. He pulled through a short knife that remained stabbed unconstitutionally on Setuna's flank. Blood erupted.

"That's it."

"Oh, yeah"

Setsuna looked into Niewe's red eyes, recognizing his face exactly as it had been pictured in those eyes, and she didn't want to laugh. And Niewe's hands move. Slaughter runs...

The next moment, I saw Niewe blowing away.

"Become!?

Setsuna was stunned to see Niewe's body gently blown away, distressed by the heat erupting from her flank.

"What!?

Seeing where Ragna is surprised, it wasn't his magic. In the first place, if it meant being blown away by his magic, it should have been blown straight away. But it wasn't. It flew to the left. In other words, a shock from the right blew him away and Niewe crashed straight into the wall of the newly built house.

"Successful confirmation of escort targets and repelling of enemy presence. We're moving on to securing escorts."

Setuna blinked her eyes at such an unfamiliar voice. Standing in a hazy consciousness also becomes unbearable. But you can't just collapse yet, cane the spear and support your body. Niewe peeled her body off the wall and slowly looked at this one. You don't look wounded. Apparently, injuries were avoided. Relieve. I don't know why.

Niewe glanced at this one and clapped her shoulder as she picked up the short knife she was dropping due to the impact of the clash.

"Because of this, he said he was going to fight you one-on-one, but I didn't know he was going to get in the way. Well, wasn't it one-on-one?"

He's probably looking out the way, but Setsuna, she can't distract herself from Niewe. If you look away from him, at that moment, you die. I'm so sure. No, it doesn't make any difference that death is approaching as long as you try to look away. I don't have time. Life is rapidly being lost. I was dazzled. Squeeze your strength and stand. I don't know how long I'll have that either.

"But I see your power, and if you think you can settle it at any time, isn't it bad? Please don't die until then."

"Keep it that far, we often say..."

That's what I finally said back.

"I don't mind you dying like that, but in that case, I have to go destroy the black spear. Anyway, I want to settle it and destroy it then."

"Doing something unsolicited"

When Setuna throws up, someone enters his sight. Feminine is its shape and long hair, which I somehow understand. Gray hair is shaking in the wind. The woman seems to be going between Setsuna and Niewe and taking the attitude of sheltering Setsuna. I guess that means she's the Ten Himself who blew Niewe away.

I can't imagine who it is at all.

"... who are you?

"If we approach any further, we will recognize the need for elimination and move on to interception actions"

A woman's, inorganic voice lingers in her ear. It's not because I have ear problems. It was a strangely pleasant voice to hear. It's not the voice I'm used to hearing, or the voice of a woman I know. But for some reason, I know - I felt that way.

"I've already been eliminated... okay"

When Niewe grinned bitterly, he overlaid his short-knife body of both hands.

"See you later."

That said, Niewe's appearance disappeared from Setuna's sight and also from the sensing range and could be lost. Instantly. Without signs like spatial metastasis, there is no aftertaste. It disappeared completely.

"I said..."

"Looks like he said..."

As Ragna looked around, he went. Shortly after relieving himself, Setuna called out to the woman standing in front of her. Long skinny body. A woman with grey hair stretched to her waist. I can see from that nervous attitude that she seems to be alert to her surroundings.

In the meantime, thank you.

"Thanks to you. Thank you."

Then the woman looked back at this one and said something she didn't even anticipate.

"No, until I did what was natural. My Lord."

"Yes?"

Setuna was confused, not knowing the meaning of the woman's words. I took the liberty of understanding that the reason I didn't know what it meant was because I wasn't bleeding on my head, because I was bleeding too much, and I nearly collapsed on the spot. I didn't have to fall because the woman supported him. I saw a neat face like a doll, up close.

"Oh, good. Good. Really good. Safe and above all - isn't it dying? Well, don't worry. I am. As long as I am here, you will not die. No, no, I don't know how rude it is to be you to my uncle Sama. Trouble, what should we do? Besides, I'm glad you made it. Your precious lord was about to die..."

All of a sudden, listening to the wriggling words of a man who appeared out of nowhere, Setuna admitted, his consciousness faded. Aren't you going to die? I felt that, but I also thought I was sure I wouldn't die.

I'm sure he won't let me die.