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

Since when did I want power?

Rem thinks alone.

In the abyss of a quiet night where everyone slept, in a dining room where no one was alone, in the darkness where no one made a sound, she thinks alone.

About ten years ago, Rem died. Thirteen years of the life of a poor girl by the name of Rem-Marlow brought the curtain to a close. If he had stayed dead, he might have been happy in a way.

No.

She's alone, shaking her head. At the bottom of the darkness, shake your head.

No, if he had died like that, Rem must have fallen into the bottomless darkness of despair without even feeling the happiness of the crowd. I must have cursed my family, cursed the world, and kept cursing everything.

So the second raw wasn't a mistake either.

At least, Kanagi's affection was real, and his pseudo-family with the Reapers taught Rem the form of happiness. Less than a decade of Reaper's days were somewhat denser and more full of happiness than the life of a thirteen-year-old girl.

Even if Craig Zem-Midnas's love was false, or Craig's love was a deception to manipulate her, it wasn't even a lie at that moment, until those days.

In the end, Craig used Rem to kill him.

And the third time raw...

"Alone at night like this... isn't it a pattern?"

I was frightened by the voices I heard because time was the time. Midnight is also midnight. It was a time period of changing dates, and usually, it was a good time for all the residents of the camp to be asleep. With all of them, as well as Rem himself.

Rem doesn't need to sleep at all since he became this body, but Setsuna says so and decides to sleep as long as he can. I don't need to sleep, but I could sleep whenever I wanted to. And thankfully, I could have said that I woke up on time and that the moment I woke up, my brain was fully activated.

I don't dream.

Sleeping was therefore not painful.

"Oh, Master Gain."

Looking back at his voice, Gaine-Rijul's figure popped into view as he walked into the dining room.

Gaine-Rijul was the exclusive cook of The Lion's Tail and could now be described as an essential human resource for this battalion. His handicrafts were delicious, no matter what simple, and below Setuna, they provided the residents of the camp with a happy time every day. Without him, life in the barracks would have been more boring.

In the darkness, the light of the portable demonic crystal lamp in his hands is making his figure and that of Rem come to life. It's dark in the dining room. Because Rem didn't light the Demon Crystal lamp.

"Ha, will you stop saying that? It's so creepy."

"That's an impossible consultation. I am your master's servant. It's only natural to call Gain, who is employed by your husband, Gain."

"Yeah, but... hey"

"Get used to it"

"I'm not used to it."

"Well, don't give up"

"Ha... I don't even have an island."

Gain, smiling at the sigh mix, touched the demonic crystal lamp installed on the wall and lit the demonic crystal lamp in the dining room. A cold light blows out the darkness and brightens up the dining room. Gain may have taken care of me, but it wasn't unnecessary care. Of course, I never put that into words.

Just ask. The question arises whether it would be too early for Gain to use the dining room, or the kitchen.

"Still, do you have business in the dining room at night like this?

Tomorrow's planting.

"I see. Isn't it too soon for that?

"Normally, it's still bedtime, but I thought we'd celebrate Lady Setsuna's pleasure."

"Is that what happened? I'm sure your husband will be delighted."

"Ha, because Setsuna will eat it like it really tastes good, and this one feels good and rewarding."

Gain relaxed his cheeks with the utmost pleasure when Setuna reminded him to carry the dish into his mouth. Even with one look on his face, Lem felt understandable as to why Setuna was keeping him as a cook in the cafeteria. Of course, the premise is that his handicrafts are so delicious.

"I am grateful to Setsuna for teaching me the joy of behaving as a cook."

"Is that what happened?

"Master Setsuna was just having dinner."

Gain, plenty of time apart, went on with the words.

"The look on Setsuna's face lit my heart."

A heartfelt tribute to Setuna was felt from Gain, who broke his expression slightly to

(Set fire to your heart...)

"That's why. I'm in the kitchen, so if you want a drink or a pinch, go ahead."

"Yes, thank you for your concern"

"No, naturally. I'm the Lion's Tail cook."

The look on Gain's face to say so was so proud that Rem was heartily pleased. The reason is simple. The Lion's Tail is a unit captained by the Lord of Lem. I couldn't be happier that you were proud to be that cook.

When Gain disappeared into the kitchen behind the dining room, the lights lit up in the kitchen. The chilled light of the magic crystal lamp looks cold at all times, once the temperature is low. The same is true of the light that illuminates this dining room. A strong light that is cold and then pays for darkness.

(Light. Of the heart...)

Rem put his hand on Mizu's chest. I can see my heart pulsing deep inside my cold body and spilling blood all over my body. Life. Tentative first life. It's not real. False, life deceiving the world.

And it is also the third time life.

(Third time......)

Crushing all over my chest, I notice.

Maybe this is the first time I've ever craved power in the real sense.

When what I thought seemed true, she was, like, annoyed.

When I noticed, there was a dark girl sitting in the opposite seat. The new power of Lem, born of the assimilation of the Dark Doll and the "Reaper”. It's not strange to call it “Reaper” as if it were your own shadow itself. Rem is a Reaper. It was no mistake that the shadow of Reaper was “Reaper”. Unlike the “Reaper” so far, its abilities are very different.

Has it really gotten stronger or has it really changed?

The only thing that has changed is the color of the eyes, and nothing else has changed.

The question is, if you look at the “Reaper” who looked like a girl, you'll melt ice. I understand. There is a huge increase in the capacity of the Power to prepare for Reaper. immense power. If we can pull that out successfully, we'll be able to fight much harder than ever before. More, we'll be able to keep fighting on Setuna's side.

By his side, you must be able to keep fighting until his life burns and runs out.

A force for that, she thought to herself.

I thought to myself, convinced by one, and reached out to the dark girl sitting in the opposite seat. The girl also reaches out. Luxurious arms. Thin hands. Long fingertips. Rem's hands showing pathological whiteness in the blue and white light, and those of a girl just like a lump of darkness, touch and overlap.

"You are me. I am you. We're going to protect him now."

Rem snapped, staring at the Dark Girl.

"Give me Setuna."

Never again, I didn't want to do anything that would make me lose him.