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

"Lyohan, it's time to open up from the control of the goddess of war."

"Dominance…"

"Yes. Dominance. Neither I nor Lyohan may have perceived that as one, but it is only a matter of dominion."

Fariah-Valdish's voice, gentle or somewhere bitter. It was not the wind that ill health was affecting, but the heartache coming from remorse and the like seemed to appear in the voice. The pain of riding that voice seemed to pass to Faria's heart, and she, herself, was heartbroken.

"Since the War of Independence, the goddess of war has been worshipped, honored and revered like a real God. Initially it was a convenience to unite the hearts and minds of the people of Lyohan and to strengthen the bond. Of course, though I'm pretty sure my effect was commensurate with it. But that's not why I beat Vashtaria alone. Lyohan was able to win independence because his husband and his companions took hands and joined forces. The goddess of war was nothing but a fantasy created to confront an overwhelming opponent named Vashtaria."

Faria lost her words to the many truths her grandmother told her.

"But fantasy, with time, became reality. Everyone has come to the point of not questioning the legend of the goddess of war. That's what the Mountain Protection Council set out to do. Because it was quick to use the symbol of the goddess of war to bring Lyohan together. As a result, you didn't imagine that the Goddess of War Faith would bind the hearts and minds of the people of Lyohan to this day."

That, though I am, my grandmother added with a bitter smile.

For Faria, her grandmother's monologue was what she didn't imagine.

"There is no future for Lyohan unless he escapes the rule of the goddess of war. Even though it's a mountain protection conference, they know it's easier to rule by the goddess of war and the mountain protection conference, so they can't think of abandoning the goddess of war."

"Discard the goddess of war..."

"Can't you even think about Faria?"

"... Yes"

When I nodded small, my grandmother's eyes, smiling. I knew it, but it was just a reaction. That would be so. Even for Faria, the goddess of war was an absolute being. I believed it had to be in Lyohan, and I still can't shake that idea. That's why I suffer. That's why I'm confused. What should I do? I'm lost, gasping, going crazy about what's right.

My grandmother will die soon.

That's reality. It's a fact we just have to accept. If I saw her status quo, I could no longer deny it or anything else. So much so that we also know that Malik-Majik flew to Gandia until he broke the rules to fulfill his grandmother's little wish, he is persecuting.

Time for life is about to end.

My grandmother will go to eternal sleep, which means that there will be no goddess of war. That's not all that matters to Lyohan. It's synonymous with losing the pillars that support the heavens and the earth called Lyohan. We must find and find the successor to the goddess of war as soon as possible. Otherwise, Lyohan may, by the way, lose his tie and quickly disintegrate. Even if it didn't happen in reality, everyone would have that kind of crisis. A common perception of the crisis accelerates confusion and exacerbates collapse.

The Mountain Protection Conference and many people, Malik-Majik and the other four great heavenly samurai wanted Pharia to inherit the goddess of war because they believed that was the few ways to survive Lyohan, and Pharia was aware of that as well.

I was prepared, and I was determined.

Readiness and determination to succeed my grandmother.

"Faria, you're serious."

"... Grandmother"

"But if you're serious, you can't shoot Setsuna in the heart."

It was unintentional.

"Ha!? Hey, what the sudden......!?

Various emotions gushed as I wondered if my head had turned bright white, and my face became suddenly hot. I'm sure he's blushing. Not just his face, but his whole body, maybe he's turning red. I even had that feeling, like the blood in my body was boiling. When I was attacked there, I calmly decided that it was my fault that I could no longer do anything about it, while that calm seemed so neglected. Because the calm part unnecessarily highlights the stupidity of one's thoughts and amplifies the embarrassment.

"Ugh... just kidding, I wanted to see Faria's face like that, so follow me"

"It's not... not at all. One of you is worried."

"Ugh. I'm sorry. But half of it is true."

"Huh...?

"Sometimes you have to be aggressive in communicating your thoughts, no."

"... Yes"

"That's a good reply. Good."

My grandmother was just laughing. The serenity of that smile was always as merciful as a goddess, and Faria felt the happiness of seeing her grandmother's such expression up close.

"That's fine."

"Huh..."

"Faria, you want to be on Setuna's side, don't you?

"... but"

"But it's not. You mean Setsuna, are you okay with Miliu taking it?

"Hey, why is Miloo coming out there!?

"Because Miliu, too, you like Setsuna, don't you?

"That's right..."

Faria bowed her face as she couldn't stand her grandmother's bluff. An eye goes to the hand assembled on the futon. It was thought that thin, boned hands would no longer be able to stand on the battlefield. My grandmother said it was September's head, that is, about three months ago. During the month of March, I would not have slept all the time, but I can imagine that I would have been unable to train to maintain muscle strength and strength. Muscle strength, etc., is something that quickly falls if you don't consciously try to maintain it. Setsuna is struggling with that too. It's a young setuna. That would be remarkable in my grandmother's old body.

Faria let her grandmother touch her hand. It means responding as a grandmother, not a goddess of war. Enclose your cold hands with both hands by the cold of winter.

"Isn't that okay? But... I'm sure Miliu can do well with Setsuna..."

"So am I prepared to remain in Lyohan and become a goddess of war?

"Yes."

"Naturally, there is, isn't there? That's how ready I am. If not, lie."

"Grandmother......"

"Otherwise, you can't kill Miriam and try to discuss Azmaria. I knew it... but no way."

My grandmother sighed heavily. A thin right hand is laid over Faria's hand. Faria's hands wrapped around only her left hand.

"As I was saying, be prepared, just throw it away"

My grandmother has been pushing me away somewhere. Plus, it keeps coming.

"Lyohan only needs to be ruled by the Mountain Protection Conference, not the goddess of war. You don't mind pressing it for the last time because it has been used a lot. Hey? You."

"Huh...?

"You haven't changed a thing in your life."

What I heard from behind was the voice of a low man I was used to hearing. Turning to follow her grandmother's gaze, a man of flair, such as an old gentleman, stood. In addition to the lack of doors in the Battle Palace, Faria also focused her consciousness on her conversation with her grandmother. Besides, there was supposed to be Malik and Syville in the courtyard just across the room. I didn't even assume that an unrelated third party would come into the room or anything.

No, I'm not necessarily an unrelated person either.

The name of the old man with bright white dyed hair by brilliant was Alexei-Valdish. Harsh faces have not changed anything for a long time. The disappointing physique reminds us of the fact that he once belonged to an armed organization that pioneered the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps.

As can be thought of from that name, he is the husband of Fariah-Valdish and the fruitful grandfather of Faria.

"My grandfather..."

Faria was heartily relieved that her grandfather's face, which she had seen for a long time, remained almost the same as before. Unlike my grandmother, she looks magnificent, and I can clearly tell by the light of the demonic crystal lamp how good the blood color is. At his age, it shouldn't have been much different from Faria-Valdish. I remember hearing stories about Alexei being only slightly younger and laid on her ass long after she got married. Even now, they haven't changed that position.

Alexei's eyes looked at Faria.

"Faria. What a compliment for disregarding the orders of the Mountain Protection Conference."

"Shh, excuse me......!

Faria took her hands off her grandmother's hands, and bowed her head to Alexei. Alexei-Baldish was part of the Mountain Protection Council and was in a position to give orders to the armed summoner of Lyohan. Ignoring the orders of the Mountain Protection Conference is the same thing as ignoring Alexei's orders, and the same thing as applying mud to Alexei's face. One of the things that made me wonder about going back to Lyohan was that, if it was in Alexei, I didn't know what face to put on.

Alexei was one of the brave men who fought the Vashtarian army with the goddess of war during the War of Independence and who became a councillor of the Mountain Protection Conference because of his contribution to Lyohan in various respects. He is now established as a mediator of the Congregation for the Goddess of War and Mountain Protector, and without him, it is said that the Congregation for Mountain Protector will not be formed, but if his granddaughter, Faria, disregards his orders, his standing will also disappear.

Anger in Alexei's eyes was also an inexorable story, and Faria had nothing but to lay low. but my grandmother's hand touched Faria's shoulder, as if she had perceived Faria's mood like that.

"Here, Alec. Faria's scared. Don't rub that face on my pretty granddaughter, who came to see me in the hospital bed because of you."

"But..."

"Yes, Grandmother. I disobey the orders of the Mountain Protection Council..."

Faria, turning to her grandmother, lost her words the moment she turned to her. Because my grandmother's smile was so clear. A transparent smile sucks in all intentions. Nothing will go away. My grandmother opens her mouth gently, as if she knew the power of her smile.

"Because you were prepared to be a goddess of war, weren't you?

"It doesn't mean you can do anything if you're ready."

"No, it's not the Mountain Protection Conference."

"I don't know. It's the least we can do to protect order."

Alexei's opinion is good too. And Faria also knows that what she hates about it is her grandmother, the Great Faria. Laws, codes, rules - they say the goddess of war lets her act freely because she hates tying everything up with those things. As a result, many people don't do anything troublesome, and it's not like my grandmother's grandmother's grandmother is going to bother me.

"Lyohan is an island on land. It floats in the great sea, the area of power of the Vashtarian community, don't. Each inhabitant of that lonely island must come together under one will. Otherwise, it will collapse in no time and will bear fruit with the algae chips of the sea. It's a mountain protection meeting to avoid that. It is not a good thing that the orders of the Mountain Protection Council are ignored, such as coming back to Lyohan with dignity."

"Then, from now on, only the Mountain Protection Conference will protect the order of Lyohan."

"That's... that's a hard story"

Alexei turned into a rude face. But from the look on his face, he's also not going to deny his grandmother's thoughts without a headache.

"But it's also something we need to think about"

"You..."

"It is the Mountain Protection Conference (us) that has forced you to do so. It would be ridiculous, such as pushing the same role on my granddaughter."

"No way, have you noticed?

Goddamn, my grandmother laughed, lurking her voice. In contrast, Alexei also mixes a grin in her rugged face and tells her.

"Neither will you."

"Ugh...... really. You're too late to notice."

It's not too late.

Alexei laughs small. I'm sure it wasn't my fault that my expression seemed softer. The tone itself was calming.

The tension that was tightening Faria's chest disappeared.

"From now on, you can do that. Nothing means that Lyohan's history will end soon. Even if you die, and I die, history continues. Even if we cannot accomplish it, we can leave it to the next generation. Fortunately, the key personnel at the Mountain Protection Conference are a lot younger than me. There's a future."

"Right..."

Faria-Valdish, then, laughed.

"What's wrong?

"No. I thought it was rare to agree with you."

"... sure, maybe so"

Alexei grinned bitterly as she sighed.