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

Return to Gandia.

We're not going back, we're going home.

Gandia was becoming the second home of Falia, not to mention a more important place than Lyohan. Of course, my home in the true sense was important again, and important, but now I was just thinking about going back to Gandia.

I so decided because of the great patronage of my grandparents and because I was freed from the role of successor to the goddess of war by the two of them. If the two of you hadn't said so, Faria might have continued to stay in Lyohan, or inherited the goddess of war. The fact that it draws the blood of the goddess of war and inherits her name, even if it is not sufficient as an achievement or personality, is too convincing to convince the people of Lyohan. When the time comes, you might even be the right person for the goddess of war.

But Faria stopped being a goddess of war.

'Lyohan will soon be broke if the Mountain Protection Council does not reform to take all responsibility instead of letting just one person, the goddess of war, carry everything. It's a simple logic.' Cause there's no way all your successors are going to last. '

My grandfather Alexei-Valdish's remarks sounded like he appreciated Faria immensely, and it was just a little illuminating and delightful. I hardly remember being praised by my grandfather. So happy that there are no more occasional compliments, and so memorable that there is nothing I can do.

"It would break bones to persuade the senators, but what's more, it's my job"

"I'm here, too."

"You, take a rest."

I felt something more than profound affection for the kindness of my grandfather, who adored my grandmother. As if to prove that he had accompanied him for years, Faria couldn't wait to envy the relationship between the two.

"Oh, may I sweeten your words?"

"... that's enough."

'Ugh. That seems to be the case, so you don't have to worry about anything. Leave the rest to your grandfather, and you do what you want.'

Alexei, eyed by the Great Faria, turned away and coughed. Maybe it was embarrassing,.

"Don't regret it."

The words of her grandmother, who remained in the back of her brain, were the guiding principles of Faria's behavior.

So Falia decided to do whatever she could during her stay in Lyohan.

Although it was the decision to return to Gandhia, there was no way I could have traveled Lyohan within the last night. We needed to secure the means of travel to return from Lyohan to Gandia. Means of movement were Ravensfeather and Malik-Majik, which required time for the Magik to recover the blood. That said, if he uses Ravensfeather's ability to suck blood, it means he'll be able to fly again within a few days, and the respite granted to Faria is only for those few days.

Still, there will be something we can do.

For example, listening to the most powerful armed summoners Lyohan boasts.

"Ugh."

Faria was looking down at an odd groaning object and wondering what she should do.

"... er"

She is in one of the rooms of the Battle Palace. The Battle Palace is an extremely open building. Although the site is surrounded by walls, there are no doors or compartments in the buildings on the site, and access to each room could be called free and easy. Nevertheless, the Battle Palace has nothing but the residence of the goddess of war, and there is no hidden treasure of gold and silver, or luxury condiments, etc. There is no such thing as infiltrating the battle palace and working banditry, and even if such things appear, there is nothing we can do in Lyohan. Inside Lyohan, where all circumstances have slipped through the mountain protection conference, it is near impossible to dispose of stolen goods, and when you take them out of Lyohan, you simply travel to a nearby city to make the most of the difficulties.

It means thieves are hard to live in Lyohan.

Regardless, it does not mean that no crime occurs at all within Lyohan, but strict security by the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps has not caused criminal activity to take place in the War Palace in the last few decades. In the Battle Palace, ordinary people, even the samurai and armed summoners of the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps, cannot enter without permission.

That being the case, it may be said that the use of the Battle Palace instead of the Inn is, in a sense, guaranteed to be safe, and Faria was able to sleep well. The only problem is the cold weather in winter, but I get by with the usual means of wearing cold clothes and wearing multiple blankets.

"Wow."

I guess the person twirling and groaning in multiple blankets on the sleeping table also survived the winter Lyohan cold that way.

"Are you a fighter?

"Gu..."

"Um, Master Nyu...?

Faria, worried about Nyu-Dee, who would never come out of the blanket when she stood, never turned her mind around to the pillow and peered into the blanket to speak. Then Nyu, who remains calm, looks up and notices this one. Faria had to be surprised, though, by the oddly sneaky appearance.

"Oh, that? Faria? Why are you here...?

It was blurred like there was no eye focus. No blood, no energy. Together, it seemed more serious than Faria-Valdish, but I hadn't heard of her being in such a condition. On the road to Lyohan, from what Malik told me, it meant that Kurt, Nyu and the other four great heavenly samurai were all health themselves. That may have been the intention that made me listen to Faria's anxiety at all.

"Master Malik brought me here."

"Uh... speaking of which, I might feel like we were talking about that..."

Faria became worried about the uncertain reaction.

"Are you sure you're a jerk?

"Well, well, well, just a little more blood."

Nyu has tried to stretch Faria's worries out of her blanket elsewhere to show off her busty breasts. Of course, I wouldn't mean that to her, and I'm not Faria who feels jealous or defeated about that. Sure, the breasts are bigger than the nubs, but the size of the breasts doesn't determine everything.

"More than that... I wonder if that's a good idea."

"You don't even smoke that vampire until you die."

By “vampire," I mean Malik-Majik. This would mean that Nyu admitted that Malik would suck blood and that he was sucked during last night. Maybe he was asleep as he was, and I was worried about that to see if he could sleep properly. Like her, even if she doesn't die because she was sucked blood by Ravensfeather's ability to suck blood.

Nyu acted like turning his neck while sitting on the sleeping table. Then I come to a sigh mix.

"That's right, that's right, they suck too much blood and they can't turn their heads."

"I see..."

"But come on, blood sucking is a habit. Trouble."

"Speaking of which, you've heard that before"

There is the fact that Quor, the predecessor of Ravensfeather, is abhorred by two names: "Vampire," while the women who made him suck blood did not stop being fascinated. If you ask Quor, it is the curse of Ravensfeather and the “vampire" of “vampires" who mocked himself.

Ravensfeather says it is by changing the pain caused by bloodsucking behavior into something sensual and sweet, it counteracts disgust and rejection of bloodsucking behavior on the subject, rather planting dependency. Quor thereby secured women who would provide blood for super acceleration to all parts of Lyohan, as well as making such women in cities outside Lyohan. Ultra-acceleration power consumes blood. If you don't make up for the blood you consume, you won't be able to fly again soon, because that would do you good at your job.

Nevertheless, yes, you can't suck blood over and over again. It could end in a fall, like sucking up the other person's blood to make up for it. Whether it's Quor, Malik, I'm using Ravens Feather for Lyohan. Nothing shall cause the mortal of Lyohan to die for Lyohan.

"So I don't really seem to want to smoke from one, though."

"Master Malik, is it?

"Yeah. Sounds like you're thinking a lot about being that kid."

The look on Nyu's face when he snapped like that was more gracious than usual.

(Speaking of which... right)

Faria had a verse in mind. Even if Faria offered to see Malik drained of too much blood, he once said no. Malik said it was because it could piss Setuna off, but I didn't think Setuna would piss him off or hate him for that. It would be his concern.

"That's why I'm taking my skin off and sucking blood..."

That said, the neck muscle she pointed out with her right hand had marks like a stab in the teeth of a "vampire”. Before he travelled through the Dragon House, he sees that the same marks were left on Setuna's neck. First, it was definitely a trace of Malik's sucking blood.

"Were you?"

"That's the thing. So, Faria. What can I do for you? Yeah, before that, did you meet Master Great Faria? Did you talk to him properly?

"Yes, I was able to speak well"

That's what I've been talking about for so long that I don't think the story of Faria-Valdish falling and his life now running out is a lie. The conversation I had with my grandmother, which started in the middle of the night, ended before dawn, so I can see how long we've been discussing it. At the end of the day, it was a public story that turned my grandfather in, but when Faria told Nyu about it, she was surprised with her eyes round.

And Faria also communicated her conclusions. The conclusion is that we are going back to Gandhia.

"Dear Nyu... I apologize for taking the liberty of saying this"

"Yeah. What's on your own. It's your life."

"That's what your grandfather and grandmother said."

"If the Great Falia got tattooed by the councillor of the Mountain Protection Conference, it would be a good idea. Nobody wants anything."

Nyu's smug smile is very comforting.

"We have decided to leave the matter of your grandmother, Lyohan, to your grandfather and to Lady Nyu"

"I'll take care of it. It is time to give back to Lord Great Faria. Let us go through with Lyohan and the Great Faria."

At those times, she was getting off the sleeping table. She's pretty thin, but she's acting like she doesn't even take the winter morning cold as a thing. It seems to be a lie that I was wrapped in a futon until just now. Thin enough that fleshy limbs can be clearly seen from above the garment. Not to wonder if it wasn't cold sleeping dressed like that, but there are more important things than that.

Faria bowed her head to Nyu.

"Thank you"

"I'll tell you what, there's no need to be thankful. This is nothing but a duty and responsibility as the four great heavenly samurai. When I was chosen as the Four Great Heavenly Samurai, I was prepared to make up my mind when I pledged allegiance to the goddess of war, Falia-Valdish."

Nyu's words were strong, and Faria looked up as a hack. At the end of his gaze, Nyu-Dee stood as one of the four great heavenly samurai, feeling struck by authority. A sharp eye, a tight look I'm sure, a standing position - which is very much what the armed summoner at the summit of Lyohan deserved, and Faria held her breath. There are things like pride, pride, and pride as the four great heavenly samurai, and I think that's why Faria can't imitate them. There are only four great heavenly samurai can understand.

"Oh, but don't get me wrong. I don't blame you or anything."

"Yes, sir."

Nodding, Nyu grinned.

"Fine, then."

Then, fluttering lightly, Faria supported her body in a panic. It would be because he was sucked of blood and suddenly stood up despite being anemic. Faria sat her on the sleeping table, wandering inward into unimaginable softness from Nyu's forged flesh.

"Oh, thanks. Thank you."

"No."

Then, he asks me like Nyu has regained his mind.

"So did you come to see me just to say hello?

"Of course there's that, too"

While affirming, Faria stared into her eyes.

"I'd like to ask Master Nyu for a professor."

"To me?

Nyu turned his eyes again to Faria's offer.