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

Santorea is the northernmost city of Maldia.

It has long served as a centre of interaction between Maldia and Benoagard, since it is also situated in what should be called the entrance and exit of the Nair Mountains, which leads to the border with Benoagard. From this, it makes history, repeating the cycle of prosperity when interaction becomes active and loneliness when the two countries get along poorly.

It is the entrance to and exit from the Nair Mountains and serves as a kind of fence against the steep mountains that can be bordered from east to west, so there are only roads running north to south, and the gates of the city are only north to south. Of course, if you head north, there is the Benoagard border, and if you head south, it leads to every city in Maldia.

A land pattern with deep fringes with Benoagard, or the north side of Santorea is stained with Benoagard colors and is filled with Benoagard-inspired buildings. On the south side, on the other hand, the Maldia colour is dark and coloured with a number of jewellery items. Hopefully the Benoagard hue is getting stronger year after year and the south is starting to erode, so much so that it is also said to be a matter of time before Santore becomes a city of Benoagard.

Especially since the rebels took control of Santore and accepted the Knights reinforcements, they had begun to act as a base for the Knights, and Knights soldiers had often gone out, just like a regional city in Benoagard.

It means it's easier for Benoagard humans to spend, but it's not as acceptable as it sounds for the real Maldians. The rebels, however, had no choice but to accept the status quo in Santore than they could not even fight government forces without the help of the Knights, and the rebel executives did not divulge one dissatisfaction with the status quo in Santore.

(It's a cute thing)

Carline Zan-Rhodes snapped like any other HR in her chest as she asked how the rebel executives were doing in the stuck air in the conference room.

The survival of the rebel cadres and the Knights cadres were all face-to-face in a room inside the government military facility in Santore. The rebels have lost two executives in previous battles with the relief forces. Needless to say, the war deaths of two Neo-Darkays and Mira-Rubeed have greatly reduced the rebel morale. The death of Mira-Rubeed, a former deputy commander of the St. Stone Brigade in particular, shocked former commanders Gail-Safor and Nuard-Diamod. Of course, it's not a bad thing if you think that Mira died in battle because it wasn't the Knights, and that Gail was able to survive because Mira died in battle. It would hurt as a rebel, but it would be better than losing Gail, the rebel leader.

Kaon-Harba, who had flown from Cyclahim to Recondor and Santrea, was also called to the conference as a rebel executive. Until the other day, he wasn't even an executive. He seemed to have his own irony about being treated as an executive, but he couldn't possibly not listen to Gail's orders, so he seems to be at the meeting.

From the Knights, in addition to the carline, Drake Zan-Aetheria, who retreated with him from Recondor to Santrea, and Luveris Zan-Finwright, who originally received Santrea, were at the meeting, and as always only luxuriously dressed Luveris floated in a bitter air. The only person who doesn't read the air is a person named Luveris, and I didn't hate that about him.

"Why did you withdraw from Recondor?"

(Again, is that the story)

Carline sighed in her chest as she watched Gayle circle her gaze as if looking for the bumping tip of her boiling emotions.

It was only a short while ago that the car lines withdrew from Recondor and reached Santorea. It was hours after Gail and the others reached Santorea, and Gail and Nuardo remember accepting the Carlines with surprise. As far as they were concerned, they might have believed that the Carlines would destroy the rescue troops.

"That situation, I decided I couldn't fight any more than that"

The answer is Drake. In such a pursuit setting, there was nothing more useful than Drake's iron skin, and Carline had decided to remain silent and not pinch her mouth. Drake never moves on any occasion. Because I'm confident in myself, and I'm confident. I can't shake it. Isn't the only thing in the thirteenth knight that establishes himself as much as he does Fairling Zan-Kreuth or Osfeld Zan-Ward?

"Our power is roughly two thousand and five hundred. Whereas the enemy is more than five thousand, and if the city to protect has fallen, there is no way to fight"

"Shouldn't we have recaptured it again!

"It was impossible"

"Impossible? You never thought you'd hear those words from the Knights again!

"Consider the difference in power. We have a large number of wounded. Decent fighting is about me and Sir Rhodes, Tran-Cargilius. Now it's impossible to deal with black spears, beast princesses, reapers,“ sword ghosts ”and“ sword demons ”. Unless you want us to die."

"Gu..."

I guess Gail gave me the look of bitter worms chewed up because there was no objection. Gail also knows that the Rescue Army's power is vicious. It's not him who doesn't know the strength of the black spear Setuna. He must have watched the battle, too. There's no way I haven't witnessed the fierce fighting between Carline and Setuna from above that huge wall.

And the fact that we are witnessing the battle between Carline and Setuna would also mean that we are aware of the viciousness up to the anomaly of the Rescue Army's power of war. The troops led by the Beast Princess are also extremely powerful, a reaper with peculiar abilities and a woman who destroyed the walls of Recondor with mysterious powers. And with the addition of the “Sword Ghost” and the "Sword Demon”, you can't put your hands on it.

As Drake said, there were only three of us: him and Carline, and Kensei. The two disciples of “Kensei” were pushed to the point of being incapable of combat, and not helping things, such as Kaon-Harba.

"Isn't it because your lord renounced Cyclahim in the first place?

"There was no other way to get out of the rescue troops. Besides, where we defended our Cyclahim, there is no doubt that the Recondor fell. Isn't that right, Sir Rhodes?

"Oh, yeah. We alone would not have been able to contain it. Lord Aetheria helped me overwhelm Uncle Setuna, so alone, I was very, very"

"That's what I'm talking about"

"But..."

"Or do you want to lose Fort Hale and Santore while we continue to cage in Cyclahim?

"Nah... what...!

"There's no way an enemy with me and Lord Rhodes could have been defeated with Lord Finwright and Lord Carline."

Listening to what Drake had to say, Carline glanced at Luveris. Luveris was floating an irresistible subtlety on his neutral face with that makeup. Maybe he's wary of Drake's high profile.

"For once, it's about chilling your head. If you don't calm down, nothing will happen."

Drake said, unilaterally stopping the conversation.

The meeting room was surrounded by silence for a while and remained open at one end.

"Well, well, well, well."

Luveris Zan-Finwright sighed heavily as he wrapped his arms around the wall. Long hair shakes. Wearing women's clothes, he was wearing makeup and never looked like a woman. But the voice emanating from his throat is that of a low man, who has to be recognized as a man if he even hears his voice. Nevertheless, the voice of a man emanating from the invisibility of a woman seemed rather uncomfortable.

A room in an army facility that has been transformed into a rebel stronghold. Sometimes the military establishment was on the south side of Santorea, and Benoagardization was not progressing, but rather full of Maldia looks. This means that it is decorated by jewelry. Luveris and others are happy to say it's a dream place, but it doesn't suit Drake's taste.

Such jewellery is also brilliant. There are only three people in one room: Luveris, Drake and Carline.

"What?"

"I'm gonna respect what you can be so grand about."

"Even if my lord respects me."

When Drake snapped like it didn't even seem funny, he frowned like Luveris was upset.

"It's ironically decided."

"Right."

Drake's reaction is as thin as usual.

Carline laughed as she looked out for those two interactions. It's not Luveris who misses it.

"What's wrong, Sir Rhodes?

"No, you remind me of Sir's reaction during the meeting."

"Still a bad taster."

"Excuse me."

"Nothing, I hope."

So Luveris clasped his shoulder. Just because he's wearing women's clothes doesn't mean he's in a luxurious shape. The forged flesh is tight, wrapped around the whole body, muscles. Nevertheless, it may be that Luveris' Luveris is the reason why he doesn't feel the weight like Drake and seems somewhat idle.

"So, what's the truth?

"What are you talking about?

"Reason for the retreat."

I guess that's why I pulled it up from Recondor to Santorea. Leveris had something to catch on to.

"It must have been the ultimate reason."

"It just sounded like a lie."

"Right. Did Sir still sound that way?"

"Of course."

"Hmm."

Drake untied the arm he was putting together like he was in trouble. And he tells the truth.

"Truth is, as far as I'm concerned, I wanted to keep fighting"

"I knew it."

"Though there's a difference in power, it's also not something you can't override. As long as Setuna is crushed, I don't care what happens to the rest. That's what Sir Rhodes saw."

"Really?

Surprised by Luveris, Carline grinned bitterly.

"If only Uncle Setuna could be defeated, we're talking about."

Emphasize.

If we could have defeated Setuna, that situation would have turned a turn. Setsuna is what the Rescue Army needs.

"I see. I'm not going to be able to do that, so I withdrew."

Besides, we have a mission.

"... that's the fate, isn't it?

Leveris pours a chilling knob on Drake. Drake doesn't change one look. Same iron skin. I don't want to rely on it.

"That's what I'm talking about"

"Well, I don't want you rebels to be sacrificed for great salvation."

"pitiful, but in the first place, there is no great righteousness in this rebellion"

"Not at all."

Carline hammered Drake's assertions. Continue the words, feeling the gaze of both of you.

"Absolutely."

Carline was in charge of Maldia among the thirteen knights. Sometimes he went all the way inside Maldia, sending his men, gathering all kinds of information and keeping an eye on the situation in the country. Those were enough that according to the information he got, there was no more stable country than Maldia. The young king is a famous man, a wise man, always listening to the voice of the people, reaching out immediately if necessary, and carrying out policies in response to that voice. None of the people were dissatisfied as one because they did not devote their national power to external missions or anything else, but were fully committed to domestic matters. Everyone was rooting for the Maldia royal family, King Jugus.

I don't see anywhere, such as why the Saint Stone Brigade rebels.

As for the Holy Stone Brigade, there were circumstances of being stuffed with cut wings and I really had to overthrow the Mardia royal family, but it was hard to believe for the carline. But I remember that more than being asked for and responded to, it had to be a rebel force to disturb the peace in Maldia, and as a carline it was a series of painful battles. So there will be. Carline wasn't comfortable with the rebels.

At that time, the door was slammed hard.

"Report!"

"Reporting? To us?

The reason Luveris was decent would be because he felt like he was only an outsider among the rebels, such as a Knights person, treated politely but kept away somewhere. There's no way I'm coming to the report right now.

However, if it was an urgent report, there was no way he wouldn't listen, and Carline opened the door and welcomed the soldiers in. Upon welcoming him in, the soldier was not a rebel soldier, but an obedient knight of the Knights, and Carline nodded in sight with Luveris. This would also convince me.

"That Fort Hale has fallen!

"Oh."

"What about Sir Suor and Sir Benoagard?

"You're safe! Looks like you'll be arriving in Santorea at night too!

"Got it. Hurry up and prepare for acceptance."

"Ha."

The submissive knight, when saluted, vanished from the sight and the front of the room. Carline kind of remembered her old self when she was given orders directly by the Knights executives and could see how nervous she was. The Knights of the Car Line life, of course, begins with the Knights of Obedience. The Knights must begin with the Knights of Obedience, no matter what the pattern. Even if you are royal, you must obey the Knights' code more than belong to the Knights, and there is nothing that can make you a righteous knight in one flight. After a quasi-knight from an obedient knight, he is finally a one-man knight, and the only one who can be named with a knight in his chest is the one appointed as an ortho-knight.

As the car line closed the door, Drake opened his mouth.

"Has Fort Hale fallen?"

"This Santore is the only place left."

"I guess you two lost, which means there were ambushes besides black spears."

Fort Hale had sent two thirteen knights for what was an important rebel stronghold. These are Shivula Zan-Suor and Hulberto Zan-Benoagard. They are both bearers of power worthy of the name of the thirteen knights, but Hulberto is sometimes young and tends to be impotent. It would be fair to say that it is matched by the aid of a skilled Shivula for that. Though I didn't think it would be that easy to fall than the two of them being sent.

"I guess."

Drake nods sternly. Even he deserved a surprise, but I can see it from his reaction.

"Now that we've been caught up so far, what will the rebels do?

"Suggestions, Shall We Come?"

When Carline said, Luveris nodded small.

The time has come.