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

There was a strange sense of loss.

It's a really weird emotion.

It's just weird.

Setuna, rolling on her back on the lawn in the backyard of the battalion, stared blankly at the reddish sky. The velocity of the clouds flowing makes the strength of the wind aware. The clouds are white and burning red on them. It's lit up in the sunset. The sun is setting. Mid-winter. The sunrise is short and the night is long.

Although the temperature was low, I was feeling so depressed that I didn't care about that.

I didn't lose anything or anything.

It's just that I got a letter from a friend who's been in a good and bad mood for years.

That's just it.

Why does this make me feel like I have a hole in my chest, too?

Setuna reached for the sky without a trace. It can't be stretched or stretched to reach the sky. And where my hands have reached the sky, there's no way there's anything. Nothing. That way, everything is lost, so I don't have to do anything.

(What are you thinking)

Kuon's letter could have been called a will.

The wording that suggested the possibility of extinction from the world was irresistible, and that's why Setsuna, irritated by the odd sense of loss, jumped out of the room.

(Hey, Kuon)

Calling in the chest.

You weren't me?

What comes up in my brain is when I first met him.

"You're me and I'm you. That's what I thought, so there's no choice, is there?

If they say that in person, everyone will find it odd. In fact, I don't doubt it was an odd relationship. As strange a relationship remained, all the time had passed. I couldn't break out of a bizarre relationship or improve my relationship.

Remembering those days, dusk would probably be because he faced the fact that he might vanish. Something is about to happen that equates to him being gone from this world and reborn as another being.

The one and the same being. I mean, that's what I mean.

That's why Setuna refused. He refused to unite with Niewe and was obsessed with staying as Setuna. As a result, the world did not mind trying to eliminate both. Because I thought it was a lot more than just being someone else.

Setuna's previous life may be denied when she becomes something other than herself. There was such a fear.

The black spear said Setuna had won. And I could also imagine from his story that the winner would be the main personality after the merger. But that's why I couldn't deny who I am, what I have been. That's why I refused to unite with Neewe and wanted to be there myself.

(I thought you did, too)

Setuna drew a white shield behind her brain as she watched the shape of the clouds floating in the sky change indefinitely. The Summoning Armor of Quon, named Shield of Messiah. I recall that an absolutely invincible shield, as if to reject every event, was as if to show the strength of his self, the strength of his will. He was kinder than anyone, more noble than anyone, more tenacious than anyone, more willing than anyone else. Just as Setuna was bound by being Setuna, Quon was also bound by being Quon - it should have been.

I said, "I'm coming."

However, Quon chose to merge with the person to be Vara. That's what it takes to protect this world, along with the word, etc. Pull it off, along with the big-time saying that it leads to protecting Setuna - etc.

The big holes in his chest could have been due to those words that Quon wrote down in his letter. If Quon hadn't written down Setuna's name, wouldn't he have had to remember the sense of loss and disillusionment so far? Second, think like that.

If they show that the reason for the will is themselves, they will think something of it.

If Setuna as she used to be, she might rather think she blamed it, but unfortunately, Setuna had changed. Setuna isn't the only one. The very relationship between Setuna and Quon changed dramatically. It wasn't a one-sided connection, we were starting to trust each other.

Setuna was able to recognize all of Quon, and to afford him enough to pray in his heart for his work. You can now look back at your relationship with Quong. It was an unthinkable advance from the previous Setuna. It's all happening in different worlds, and it's going to be a big deal because we screwed through the kind of battle that we have to risk our lives for together.

It is only natural that Zalwarn's battle with the Guardian Dragon could not be won without the aid of Quon, without which the Gandian army itself could not have won. Kuon and the ability of the Shield of Messiah led the Gandhian army to victory. So much so that I now think that the Medal First Class deserved Quon better than Setsuna.

It was Setuna who defeated Zalwarn's guardian dragon, but it was no exaggeration to say that it was Quon who brought victory to the Gandhian army, in the sense that

(Hey, Kuon)

In the chest, crushing.

Crush the name of a boy who may no longer be there. I wonder why my chest hurts just because of that. Setuna, biting her teeth, meditated. I never imagined losing Quon would be so hard.

He is not the one who jokes and writes such things in letters. It is more obvious than to see fire that there is considerable readiness and determination in there. Quon is about to come to his reunification with Vara, ready to vanish from Mizu. I guess even if Vara became the main character after the merger, she wouldn't regret anything, in fact, she wouldn't regret it.

What happens to the rest of us?

Around Quon was one who admired him. Wald-Mastia, Mana-Ericcia, Illis, Graham - The executives of The White Shield looked so enthusiastically at him that they could see at a glance that everyone loved Quon. Do they know the annihilation of Quon? You wouldn't know. Before you know it, the personality Quon can disappear. Get lost and be integrated into another human being.

What do they think?

It would tremble in sorrow in a sense of loss more than Setuna.

Setuna stood up and kept her mouth open.

"Armed Summoning"

The end of an unconsciously spoken spell marks the completion of the procedure. A running stream of light erupting from all over your body converges in your right hand as you dye your vision white, and a black spear appears. He gripped and admitted an explosive expansion of the five senses as well as feeling the chilling weight. The supersensation caused by the possession of a black spear clearly depicts the sight of the entire perimeter behind Setuna's brain.

The back yard of the Lion's Tail building. I can see the lawn filling the ground, the warehouse placed in the corner of the backyard, the windows of the battalion building open, and I can see my people hiding in the shadows of the battalion building. I guess I'm watching this one as I hide in the shadows to keep it out of Setuna's sight. I don't know why you're doing that. Faria, Miliu, Sheila, Rem, plus Ragna and Urk. Whatever Ragna is, Urk won't understand what he's doing or anything else.

Even the landscape outside the walls surrounding the camp floats behind my brain. The idyllic township of Crowdstone. It is a city inhabited by soldiers, civilians, and one serving the royal palace. There's no way it's as busy as both cities. Running around the city were children who dreamed of military personnel, children who aspired to be armed summoners, their parents and one thought. Peaceful landscape. An air that can be called tranquillity itself. It seems very unlikely in the wind that we are refraining from marching on Maldia, but from what we are not dispatched as soldiers, we may not even be able to be nervous.

From the crowd town to the royal palace and the old town, the horizons widen. I don't know if I can call that a horizon. At least, it's not just a landscape you see with your eyes. It's not only visual information, it's landscapes that are drawn from information that comes from every sensation. The sound that enhanced hearing picks up, the smell that enhanced smell picks up, what enhanced touch feels like, the sensation. The information gathered by those five senses depicts the township of Wang Du in their brains. Perhaps it can be called turbulence of information. Too much information stood in the way of thought and was unsuitable for thinking about something. But thanks to you, I didn't seem to have to think about Quon.

I can't prepare myself for the next battle, as my heart seems to sink thinking about him all the time.

overhead. I felt I could accurately grasp the shape of the clouds far away. but the sensing range just never reached the other side of the sky.

Huh, uncomfortable, Setuna looked at her right hand. There is no change in the hand holding the black spear pattern. There is no way. Summoning and gripping as usual. There can't be a change in just that. But Setuna couldn't wipe away the discomfort.

(What?

And I realized that this odd feeling was something I had been feeling ever since I absorbed Edge of Thurst.

Until now, I didn't think it was uncomfortable.

I just thought it was due to fatigue, both immediately after edge of thrust absorption and at the time of re-summons. Then I refrained from summoning until Ramles and Euphiria showed up, and even when I summoned the Ramles to my sight, I thought the tension caused by having the dragon in front of me was something that was affecting them.

But apparently, this summons revealed that it was not.

Setuna pointed a black spear cut at the front wall. I can put my strength into it, gripping it with just my right hand. What I think about is the rays. Activation of the ability to emit light, one of the abilities of black spears -.

(Is that...?

Without the black spear's tip bringing light, there was no sense that Setuna's spiritual power would be sucked by the spear. The cutting-edge swells white, becomes an explosive stream of light and pierces the wall, causing an explosion - and nothing else - and the black spear was merely exposing itself to a disastrous appearance.

Maybe it was a bad way to put the force in - and he put the force into the black spear, again. But no matter how much force I put back into it, no matter how hard I tried to exercise my ability to emit light, the black spear didn't say yeah. No light was emitted from the black spear, or the jewel embedded in the black spear's patterned head reacted. They tried to use their flame absorption capabilities. but it didn't activate. I also thought that was simply because there was no fire around.

"Eh."

Setuna tore her left index finger shallow as she swirled the black spear. Vibrant sword flashes tear your fingers and make you bleed. Make sure your face is reflected in the red blood, and be flashy.

Blood-mediated spatial metastases were not even activated. I don't know that there was a small amount of blood, but how much, at least, it was supposed to metastasize. It may be best to move a few steps ahead with that amount of blood, but it's not like you can't transfer.

(What do you mean?

Stare back at the black spear.

The disastrous by destructive pitch-black spear was as if to embed terror in the heart of what we see as ever.