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

I have enemies and allies.

That's natural.

If you have allies, naturally, you have enemies.

However, when it comes to domestic matters only, that should not be natural. We should keep the nobles, politicians, military personnel and almost all of them on our side in the country, otherwise we should not embark on an outing or anything else, and we should not set out the great ambition of small group reunification or anything else.

But his Lord, with his enemies within, embarked on an outpost, and even at the end of a streak of victories, raised the flag of the unity of small groups of nations. In his ignorance. Where it has nothing to do with him, yes. That should be it, too. At the time he had finally just woken up from a nightmare and was in the midst of thinking day and night about how he could help Leongand.

It was six months ago that I finally reunited with Leongando in my thoughts. Since then, Leongand has used him heavily as one of his neighbors and has used him for every occasion. Anyway, I was happy and troubled about that.

Being reused means a lot of work. That's good, too. But being busy at work and not having time to look for enemies was just a bit of a hassle. I want time. Just a little bit. I wanted time to find my enemy.

No matter how big a country gets, you can't feel safe with your enemies inside. No, the bigger it gets, the more anxiety it will increase. If there are enemies within, it's a story.

You look like you're in trouble with your majesty.

Suddenly, to a voice that had been blown in his ear, he stopped the brush, which had acknowledged the document. Look in the direction of your voice, but no one. There's just a large, one-bedroom, undecorated space that's given to him lying around. Might be an illusion - etc., I don't think. That's the voice I heard.

Jilveer snapped, as he sighed.

"... Lord Arya"

"Arya's fine."

The Lord of the voice appears in form. A woman with luscious air. You can call me a beautiful woman. She was an impressive woman with glossy dark hair and grey eyes that emitted hues until she was amazing. He is also supposed to be the shadow of his lord, Leongando Ray-Gandhia, who was supposed to follow him to Abad in Leongando, but this time, he remained in the king's capital for a reason.

Leongand's escort features "Lion's Fang" and "Lion's Claw", as well as "Lion's Tail". It was a formation that could be called perfect, and it could be said that no more fighting power was needed. We just move from the country to the dominion. The first thing I had to worry about was getting attacked by the enemy. If there is, it is about the raid of the Imperial Demon, but absolute safety was promised as long as the Imperial Demon was accompanied by the Lion's Tail even by his opponent. Don't worry about anything. Leongand left Arya in the king's capital because his safety is guaranteed, and there are only things Arya can do.

"Okay, Arya. What can I do for you?

Zilveer asked, glancing back at the document. There was a mountain of paperwork to look through, and there's more to admit than I can count. Leongand's proximity means he's busy anyway.

It's the heart of Gandhia, so it couldn't have been busy.

"I don't know if I should talk to you without business."

"Oh."

"Oh, you're stuck."

Arya seems bored.

"I don't have time for His Majesty."

"Too bad. I thought I'd found someone to play with."

"... as long as I envy you having time to play"

"Then play with me?

"I won't, Arya. I've told you many times, I'm not free."

I don't even have time to talk like this, it's a waste.

Arya put her hips on the desk opposite Gilvale. Sleek, long legs move into the edge of his sight, but he didn't care. If you don't stop to acknowledge the document, you don't stop to think about it. Aryan opponents have a head that they just have to be appropriate.

"I'm not free, either, am I?

"Then you just have to come back to your job"

"I'm still at work."

"Oh, are you watching me?"

Gilvere looked up to Arlia on the side.

"That sort of thing"

"Am I one of the watchers?"

Without stopping Arya's thin fingers from stroking her nose tip, Gilveer stared into her eyes. The grey eyes were as seductive as breathing in this one. I thought I figured out a little why Leongand put her on his side. Regardless, Leongand is always putting Arya on the side, not because of Arya's alien demise and because she is a beautiful woman.

"Uncle Gisellcourt, General Deion, Lord Elius, Lord Gilveer... all those left in the king's capital are under my watchful eye"

She said, plainly. That was why Arya was left in this king's capital. She has an incompetence to disappear. The ability created by a forensic research institute was worthy of covert action: not to make anyone else aware of any of her appearances or signs.

I can't find it anywhere, so I could even observe the behavior close to the monitored object. In other words, it is also the perfect ability to look for internal enemies, which is why Arya was left in the king's capital. Since Leongand's departure from the King's Capital, Arya has always drifted through the royal palace. No one will find you, no one will understand you, no one will take you personally.

And most humans don't even know the information that Arya remains in the king's capital. Knowing that she is bestowed a secret life is about the side of Zilvale and other Leongands, and many people who know that Aryan exists will believe that she is also acting with Leongands. She is a shadow of Leongand and an escort. Always on her side was her original role.

"His Excellency the Grand General, too?

"Of course."

"That's tough. You don't have time to rest or play, do you?

"Yes, so I asked Lord Zilveer, who is under surveillance, to play"

Arya stroked Gilvere's cheek with a glossy grin. My fingertips stroke my cheeks to my lips when I wondered if my nails had eaten slightly into my cheeks. Zilveer neither fought nor attempted to respond.

I know a hundred people are making fun of me. It was a story learned from her usual words and deeds that Arya was not comfortable with Gandhians other than Leongands.

I guess now is the time to play.

Gilvere hastened to write up the document while appropriately accompanying Aryan's play. Gilvale is not dissatisfied with being under surveillance. Instead, I took it for granted, and I might even have been disappointed if Leongando had excluded me from the surveillance. Gilvere is the son of Giselle Court, who is now most doubtful. It was clear, in due course, that it would be the next principals of the Kernall family, and it was only natural to consider the possibility that Gisellcourt had entrusted even one of its schemes to Gilvale.

Regardless, Gilvale had not betrayed Leongando or otherwise intended to be an enemy of Gandhia. Rather, it is so driven by the desire to find Gandia's enemies. To the point that I don't mind if my real father Gisele Court was the enemy and we were to discover that fact, Gilvere had sworn allegiance to Leongand.

But no, that's why Zilvere had to be under Aryan surveillance.

Even if Zilveer was innocent, and Zilveer himself was not an enemy of Gandia, there was ample chance that the enemy would approach Zilveer. If the enemy was an unsuspecting person not under surveillance, we wouldn't know unless we were watching Gilveer.

The same reason would be that we are monitoring Elius, General Deion and General Algazard.

"Your father is the best watcher."

"I know."

Unfortunately, Gisele Court is most suspected by Gilvale herself.

"So, did you have any gains?

"Only that Uncle Gisele Court is obsessed with General Deion."

"To General Deion..."

I've been hearing stories of Gisele Court and General Deion approaching suddenly for some time now. At King Lucion's crowning ceremony, the two were often seen bickering. As long as we talk, it's normal, and it's not enough to take. It is also in public. To that extent, even though it is suddenly approaching. But even after his return to the Wang capital, Gisele Court said he was visiting and consulting with General Deion every time something happened, and it was clear that Gisele Court was asking for General Deion. Deion-Hawklow is an excellent soldier. He is also supposed to be the appraisal of Gandia military personnel, and he does not know that Giselcoat relies on him.

But apparently that's not the only reason Gisele Court is approaching Deion, the Aryan report revealed.

Unexpectedly, Arya kept her face close to her ear. As I whisper, I come.

"And one more thing"

"Yeah?"

"There may be insiders near His Majesty's side."

"Insider...?

I rebelled because it was an incredible word. Even if there was a traitor, he assumed that he was not within the vicinity of Leongand. Speaking of Leongand's proximity, in addition to the four chosen by Leongand, also known as the Four Friends, are Elius-Logner and six newcomers, Gilvale. Of these, does Gilvere mean that any of the remaining five have betrayed Leongand as an exclusion? It was a very hard story to believe.

"His Majesty and those nearby, and the information I only know, was told by Uncle Gisellcourt."

"... is it true"

"You don't have to lie. So please, be vigilant."

"Okay. Continue to ask for everyone's surveillance."

Gilvere glanced into Arlia's eyes. Though he still had the feeling of being incredible, he didn't even think Arya would lie, and he had nothing more to offer than to roar in his chest.

"Of course it is. but"

Arya laughed glossily. The luster of that smile was enough to make Jilveer feel better.

"What?

"Before you do, why don't you play?

"I don't have time for that."

"Being the Unable One"

Looking a little lonely, Arya disappeared from Zilveer's sight. It literally disappeared from sight. The inability to recognize means that extinction is the same, and Zilveer took the brush again, staring at the void where no one was gone for a little while.

She has her, Zilveer has the role of Zilveer.

That's just it.

Cain-Vivre is on the patrol of the rear palace.

As an armed summoner affiliated with Gandia and one of the Royal Palace Secretaries, he was wearing a mask that, as usual, mimicked a dragon monster and watched the outside world from the inside of the mask. The rear palace in the corner of the royal palace compartment, it was the task entrusted to him to strike alert inside it, and until the Leongands returned from Abad, the task was not scheduled to change either. I mean, for over a month, we have to keep guarding the back house full of this woman.

It's a mission, so I have no complaints, and I'm not dissatisfied. What you can't fight is not what started right now. If it wasn't a war, it wouldn't have turned him around. Even that war doesn't necessarily allow him to fight the way he wants.

Not all bloody boiling meat dancing fierce battlefields.

"Protection is boring."

It's Ur, of course, who's been leaking dissatisfaction next door. One of the Royal Palace Secretaries as well, she was dressed in the same mourning-like black-crush, a combination where her whole body turns black with dark hair. It's the usual, and it's a familiar outfit. If I didn't have a particular problem, I couldn't come up with a better outfit than something else.

"Really?

"'Cause nothing can happen, but you stay in the same place all day? If this doesn't make you feel bored, it's weird."

"I mean, am I crazy"

"Huh?"

Ur turned his voice upside down.

"Hmm?"

"What's wrong with you is that it didn't start right now."

"Right."

That may indeed be the case. Cain was absolutely convinced, but Ur apparently didn't like it. I'm going with a disgruntled look.

"... boring"

"Right."

"Try to argue a little more."

"Is that an order?

"Chi - Ugh. No -"

Looking sideways at the whimpering wolf, he turns his gaze back forward again. She's right, no doubt. It may be boring for some to guard a day when the sun is out of place where nothing can happen. A previous cain would have been unbearable. If Cain was named Lancaine-Bunell, so be it.

But now Cain was different from Cain back then. I could withstand any situation, any mission. That was definitely first and foremost the fault of the woman standing next to her. Should it be called a side effect of the power of her dominion? Controlled madness became saner than sanity and gave him calm. The feverish madness lurks the ringing, and frozen sanity dominates him.

So maybe we can also be enthusiastic about such a mission.

It was then.

"Ulu to Cain, if you're bored, do you want to play with us?

"Yes!?

It may also have been natural for Ur to raise his bare voice.

Cain looked at the person he had spoken to and was there. The opponent was Gracia Leia-Gandia. He was the lord of this rear house and the mother of Leongando king of Gandhia and called the Empress.

"It is the ultimate in pleasure, but we, by His Majesty's command, fall under the protection of the rear house. I can't throw out a mission with His Highness the Queen."

"Oh... really? Too bad."

Gracia looked more sorry than words. Her appearance of thoughtlessness throughout her face and body makes her forget that she is in the position of Queen Tai. I thought painfully, why not? Cain doesn't even admire Gracia. Of course, I know that Gracia is a particularly important figure for a country called Gandhia, and one to be admired along with King Leongand, Queen Nage. But this distress didn't seem to be the emotion coming from those places.

As Ur's gaze pierced him, Cain opened his mouth.

"Except for what His Highness ordered."

"Well, I guess I'll give you an order."

As she watched Gracia's expression change vividly, Cain blurted, understanding the meaning of her own words.

It doesn't seem like it.

but when I saw Ur happy to follow Gracia, it didn't seem bad either.