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

"What the hell happened?

Setsuna looked at the girl's nagging face as she woke up and sat down in the chair beside her bedside.

Elina-Carone is such a girl whose energies are handled and whose space itself is enlivened just by being there. Seeing her nagging without power like that worries me, and makes me anxious that something might have happened.

Of course, I'm not going to say that if you're not well, you're not Elina, etc. That's what she was when we first met. The girl who lost her father, lost her home, and also took the city, was just, like, crying.

The same goes for the meantime. He recruited Setuna to say it was his fault that she was injured, and he was spilling tears. Every time I look at her crying face like that, I think she has a bright look on her face and I want her to laugh all the time. It would be an unsolicited idea, and it could be a push. But I think that's why Setsuna needs to keep winning.

If you don't keep winning, if you lose and get hurt, you can make her sad.

In fact, she was defeated and wounded in the battle with Neewe, but for that she was wounded in the heart and made to weep. It is also painful for Setsuna to do so.

Inside, besides Setuna and Elina, there are Rem and Ragna, but one and one squire were away from the two so as not to disturb the conversation.

It must have distracted me to realize how Erina was not being interrogated. I can't get out of the room, but I'm trying to create a space for both of us by getting as far away from it as possible. Setuna thanked her all over her chest and waited for Elina's words.

I have plenty of time.

Tired, too, blown away. I can wait as long as I want.

"Um..."

It wasn't until after a while that Elina opened her mouth with a snack. A small hand resting on an aligned leg is slightly trembling. There was something so hard to say, I guess.

"I met Niewe again."

"To Neewe?

Setuna gave her face to the pain that arose with surprise. The wound hurt. Back wound slashed by Neewe and flank wound. They're both getting blocked, but they're not fully healed.

"I knew you were still there, that guy"

"Yeah."

Elina nods small.

Naturally. The purpose of Niewe is the murder of Setuna and the destruction of Chaos Bringer. If you missed the kill, you'll have to wait for the next opportunity. There's no way we're going back to the Empire because we failed once.

If it was such an easy journey home, you wouldn't have come all the way here from the beginning.

"So, what did Niewe do to you?

"Yeah, you don't. That's not what I meant... that..."

She mumbled, leaning down, and let her gaze wander. Then, Elina has looked up as if she had made up her mind.

"I, Neewe, could not forgive. I've hurt your brother... and I can't forgive you... so..."

My hands on my knees were trembling in small pieces. I can tell she's desperate to tell me something. Even if I want to tell you, I can't tell you. In words, because I don't know how it sounds to Setuna, do I?

Setuna stared into her eyes and realized the seriousness of the emotions shaking behind those eyes. And I waited for the words she would continue.

"I tried to kill him."

When he heard the words, Setuna was struck. I never imagined such a word could be uttered from Elina's mouth, and I didn't want to think about it. She was just a girl who was twelve years old, and even though she was looking to be an armed summoner, she was far from being in action. Such a word or idea arose that she would kill someone, etc., trying to move into action, etc., I had no idea.

"... tried to kill him?

Ask in disgust. My heart is terribly heavy even though it's just that. I can't breathe.

Elina grabbed her hand on her lap.

"Yeah."

"For me?"

"Because one Niewe is going after your brother again..."

"You tried to stop me. Neewe."

Exhale slowly to contain the swirling emotions in your head. Various emotions gush to sweep consciousness.

"... but I couldn't"

"Right."

Relax. Of course, I knew. Even if she cared about it and Neewe slashed her, there's no way an armed summoner as much as Neewe can handle it. And then, this time, Elina might not have been safe. If you're serious about killing, you don't have to shy away. It's about Niewe, so I don't know how I handled it.

He's Setuna.

"Nothing, I couldn't..."

"Yeah. That's fine. That's all right."

Setuna, staring at Elina's trembling body, went so far as to say. Then she raised her face, which was about to lean over, and stared at Setuna.

"It's not good!

"Elina......?

"I want to help you! I don't want to just watch!

"... so you're learning from Miliu, aren't you?

"That's right. But... I want to help you now..."

Her eyes were shaking. I guess the look on her face that she's about to cry now honestly reflects her mood. And because the thoughts are so painfully conveyed, Setuna doesn't look away from her, she doesn't have ears blocked.

"I don't want to lose your brother...!

"Sorry."

"... why is your brother apologizing...? I'm the one who's sorry."

"Elina's not so bad."

"Because...!

"What's wrong with Niewe not being able to do anything? You've got to be kidding me. Then I'd be worse off losing a mess to him. Didn't I?"

When Setuna asked, Elina shook her head.

"... no. That's not true..."

"I mean, Elina's not bad at all"

"How does that happen?

"Right. I don't know why."

"Don't you get it? Your brother was there?

"Yeah...... I don't know"

"It's weird."

"That's weird."

As Setsuna nodded bitterly, Elina became angry, turning her face bright red. Maybe he thought it was teared up.

"Already, your brother's idiot! I'm serious!

"I'm serious, too."

"Where are you serious!

"I'm always serious."

"Ugh, I don't know your brother!

Elina turned to her, yelling out loud.

Staring at the angry face of such a girl, Setuna felt like stroking her chest down. The air surrounding her changed. No, should I say that the very air that was full of this indoor has changed? Severe and painful enough air to breathe, it became lighter as soon as possible.

"Good."

"What!?

"Feel better for me"

"I'm not fine, I'm angry!

Elina's angry reaction is a manifestation of what she is seriously angry about.

"Yeah. That's fine. I like that."

"Should I be angry!?

"Elina's fine."

"I don't know what your brother is saying..."

Elina sighed, as if she'd given up.

"Really good"

"Yeah......?

"Elina didn't stab Neewe."

Elina turned this way. Tears weren't shaking in those eyes, and anger had disappeared. It should also be called Elina's characteristic that her expression changes from time to time.

"That one was there. Your brother won't be happy if you do that."

"Yeah. He's right."

"If I had, would your brother have hated me?

"I don't hate you. But I'm sure he was sad. I think he regretted it."

"Were you sad? Regret?"

She looks strange. Faces like I don't know what that means. Setuna called Elina, indicating with her hand where the sleeping area was empty.

"Elina, come on"

"Yeah?"

Erina stood up with a strange look on her face, lowering her back next to Setuna.

"Here?"

"Yes."

"What's going on?

"Let me see your hands."

"Hands? Is this it?

"Yeah."

Setuna took a serious look at the hand Elina showed me. The hand of a girl who turned twelve this year is still small compared to Setuna's. It must be because I was gripping it hard until just now. There were traces of nails eaten into the palm of his hand. That must disappear soon, too. She's still a young girl rather than a young one. I also know that if you don't treat me like a woman, you'll be in a bad mood. These are difficult times.

Next to her hand, line up your own. One or two times bigger than Elina's hand, and his hand, scratched by daily workouts, seemed to show the dangers of the path he had taken so far. It's scratchy, but not so much blurry.

"Your brother's hands are covered in scratches."

"Elina's hands remain beautiful."

"Yeah......"

"I want you to stay here."

Setuna, I just wanted to tell you what I meant.

"... brother?

"My hand, I didn't want to show it to Elina. Yeah. I don't want to show it to anyone."

"Why? You're so cool"

"Cool?"

"Yeah. It's so cool."

"... thanks"

When Setuna expressed her gratitude from the bottom of her heart, Elina looked decent and then strange.

"But this hand is not something you can be proud of."

Setsuna, staring into Elina's eyes, went.

"My hands have taken countless lives and bathed in their blood."

Blood can be washed off. The smell does not stain. But I can't erase the memory that I've been exposed to a lot of blood.