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

"I mean, things like Quong and the Divine Son Vara are just like Setsuna and Niewe."

"I guess so"

Setuna affirmed Ragna's summary. It can only be read as such from the text recognised in the letter. But it was shocking. Of course, there's no way I'm not convinced. There was no stranger to the fact that Quon or the same existed than there was the same presence in Setuna, and I even took it for granted to be there. But it was unimaginable and unthinkable that its opponent was the Divine Son who would reign at the summit of Vashtalia.

It's not impossible.

The same presence of Setuna was the prince of the Empire.

Just because it's the same doesn't mean it's the same as family structure or current position.

It was the figure that looked exactly like it, so much like a mirror copy, but the life you trace is completely different. Naturally, the world in which they were born and raised was different, and as a result, very different personalities and tones can be considered logical.

Still, Setuna felt the same essence in Niewe as herself.

The same existence may be the same for something fundamental.

In other words, are there similarities between Quon and Vara in the essential parts?

What is the essence of Quon?

With that in mind, proceed to read the letter.

Me and Vara are the same.

Vara is me and the world you were born and raised in, and I am Vara in this Iles Valle.

I don't think so.

It will be difficult to understand.

But for me and Vara, it's something I can understand as a real feeling.

When I first met him, I understood.

I was born to meet him, and I guess I was summoned to this world to meet him.

I felt destined.

"Destiny......"

"I met your master and became your master's servant."

"I've been used by Azmaria, defeated by you, and reincarnated by you."

"Is that all right with you?

"What's the problem?

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"No, if you're satisfied, that's fine."

Setsuna was nothing like Rem and Ragna.

Destiny.

I have to think about it.

It was the word Niewe had been spouting.

He said he was destined to make contact with Setuna, to fight Setuna.

It's the same. We have to kill each other more than we are in the same world. That's the choice of the world, so there's nothing better than obeying. Otherwise, they may both disappear.

That's what he called fate.

We met as fate went and fought as fate went.

What about Quon and Vara?

Are you going to fight, as fate commands?

Or is it after you've already finished the fight?

Setuna read the rest of the letter.

By the time this letter reaches you, I may not be in the world anymore.

It is unacceptable for the same existence to exist in the same world at the same time.

The world, only one or the other, is acceptable.

That's the deal.

So the same existence needs to be integrated into one.

He called it one.

One.

One flesh, one spirit, one memory, one life -.

If that's my role, I'll be happy to do it.

If doing so would benefit this world, then it would lead to saving this world.

If we can protect this world from doom, we will gladly give ourselves this.

Because that leads me to protect you.

That's what I want.

My real nostalgia.

Everything about me.

"What..."

Setuna admitted that her hand with the letter was trembling. What does Quon say? What, are you writing in a letter? Understandable. There's no way I can't. Many of the words he wrote in this letter are, in other words, wills.

Will to Setuna.

After naturally accepting to disappear from the world, he must have done this letter, and entrusted it to the Euphorians. Setuna felt like a sentence as clear as I could imagine that. It sounds quon, but that's why it's not easy to accept.

That's because we're going to see him disappear from the world.

It was not possible to read out the text at the end of the letter.

Setuna.

Please, I want you to live with your thoughts.

That's all I want from you.

In a large space, he is.

Only two, they are.

A room called the Between the Divine Sons, the deepest of the Vashtarian Grand Temple boasted by the Holy Capital of the Vashtarian Community, Raidion. The only room for the Divine Son to live in was the one reserved for the Divine Son alone, with a covered sleeping table for the Divine Son to sleep soundly and a host of conditioning items to hydrate the Divine Son's life coloring all parts of the room. All of which are luxurious and finely crafted in gold and silver.

One thing alone can ask how important the Divine Son is to the Vashtarian Church. Church officials are extremely afraid of damaging the mood of the Divine Son. If the divine son's dissatisfaction is communicated to God, God may be dissatisfied and buy God's wrath. God's wrath becomes a natural disaster and blows to the Vashtarian earth, striking straight into people's lives - so believed.

So everyone in the Great Temple lay flat on the Divine Son, and when the Divine Son walked around in the Temple, he waited for the disaster to pass, but refrained from doing so in the corner of the aisle.

How many human beings can face such a divine son directly from the front may not leave him alone?

Quon couldn't help but wonder about his fate as he stared at the mirrored boy. Strange. No wonder. There was no way I could have imagined that there was a figure in this other world who looked the same as me, and that person was at the apex of one of the forces that quartered the world.

Vara, the Divine Son of the Vashtarian Church.

He's a blue-eyed boy with glossy dark hair. I'm glad to say that clear white skin and even body shape stay quon. The outfit remained intact, and if we did the same until the outfit, it looked so much like most people would be confused. It's not the same dimension. Sometimes the Illis and the Manas are wrong, so I guess it's too much. And it's not just Kuon's people who look at it wrong. Even the godson and the teachers of the knowledgeable church missaw Quong and Vara.

That's how similar it is.

It may be natural when it comes to being one and the same.

"Did you get the letter safely?

Quon flinched at what Vara had inadvertently heard. Whatever the letter is, it must mean the letter that Quong wrote to Setuna. In case you think about it, I entrusted it to Euphiria and Ramles, but given Ramles' ability to fly, it fits around the time it's also arrived today. That's why Vara asked.

Naturally, Quon hasn't told him about the letter. Because if you talk, you'll pass it on. If you pass it on, I'll alert you. This could ruin your plan. So Vara also pierced his silence about Quon sending out a letter. That's why we talked about it when the letter arrived.

"Probably."

"Probably...? Don't you have to be sure?

"You don't have time for that, do you?

Quon ran out, staring at Vara's smile. There was no other way to carry out the plan.

A plan that just the two of us thought about.

The only way out of God.

"There may not be, and there may be. It's a bet."

"You don't have to make any more bets to get here."

"Right."

He smiled bitterly. One of those expressions looked very much in the mirror.

"Well, let's get started"

"Yes."

Nodding, he said a word, armed summons and crush. The moment I mouthed the spell's conclusion, the light emanated from the whole body of Quon. The blinking and explosive light instantly converges in his hands, embodied by a pure white shield depicting a true circle. As soon as he got the summoning arm he named Shield of Messiah, he admitted that the five senses would expand. Reinforcement of the five senses and physical function through the possession of a summoning weapon can be referred to as the strength of an armed summoner. And that enhanced feeling reflected something that enveloped Vara in Quon's eyes.

Something that looks like a white jaw, I try to embrace his whole body from behind Vara. It's like saying I won't allow Vara freedom. In fact, that's what governs Vara's behavior, so it's not funny.

It is the manifestation of the power of Vashtarian God, called Vashtara, the supreme god.

With the aid of the Shield of Messiah, we can finally recognize it. In Mana's Stardust or Waldo's Black Phantom, this is not how it works. That is clearly shown by the use of subpoenas in the city of Raydion.

Vashtara's influence extends not only to the Divine Son, but to all of Raidion. Quon with the Shield of Messiah can feel the signs of God stretched out during the Raydion.

It was also for that reason that I wrote down a letter to Setsuna in Japanese.

No matter how Vashtarian God is, we cannot string the words of the other world.

And the decision wasn't wrong.

Because Vashtara now trusted Vara and trusted Vara's trusted Quon.

Quon unleashed the full force of the Shield of Messiah.

To isolate this space from the world.