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

It suddenly appeared.

It's not like I didn't have a foretaste.

Suddenly, a shadow covered the perimeter. Faster than understanding what the giant shadow that appeared overhead meant, it appeared. It landed like a clash on the ground and rocked the earth violently. The shock ran through the earth as if it had happened even in a local earthquake, and the Grads, for a moment, were unable to move. If you just can't move anymore. Still, the moment you saw it, there were a number of surprising, less moving things.

It was human.

He was a huge human being.

"Giant..."

"A giant."

"There's a giant out there. - Huh!?

A scream similar to the scream that flies regardless of the enemy allies was a terminal representation of it.

It was a giant.

Not only was the giant body a few times more musculoskeletal than that of an adult male, but the flesh that would have been forged was huge as a mountain and could not be compared to a human. Except for the fact that it's huge, it looks a lot like a human man, but it was just huge and overwhelming. I'm wearing armor, but I don't get anything. Perhaps it must be unnecessary, such as a weapon, in fact, seeing it crushed and dead without the skill of a Knights soldier to exchange just because it waved down his fist, gain certainty.

The giant can be a weapon by its immense flesh itself.

The blushing hair is stretching around my back and I'm not sure about my face. I can even imagine being a man out of that shape, but the truth is unknown. In the first place, there was no information that such a thing would be in this land of Maldia unless we had heard of the existence of such a thing as a giant or something.

"Giant..."

Grad watched as the Titans kicked through only the Knights.

"What is that..."

Drake narrowed his eyes to the changes that had taken place on the battlefield as he swung through the great sword and retracted Setuna.

Suddenly, a giant warrior is overwhelming the Knights through unilateral violence. Knights knights, though not comparable to thirteen knights, are usually supposed to be much stronger than warriors, but even then, giant warriors kick in with the ease of twisting a baby's hand. The overwhelming mass difference remains the difference in combat power. It makes sense, but it also seems unreasonable.

The very emergence of a giant warrior is irrational.

"You're a giant."

"Giant..."

"That's the glyph. Sir Aetheria will have heard as much as rumors. Warrior Griff."

And, speaking in an explanatory tone, it's Carline, of course. He should have been pulled away by the armed summoners under Setuna, but he seemed to have managed to shake it off. The wounds, by the way, are a testament to the fierce struggle with the armed summoners. If you are pushed multiple to one, you will also lose the just thirteen knights. The opponents are armed summoners of war. I'm not an easy target to defeat.

"He said it was a warrior Griff."

Drake glanced back at the giant as he snapped back at Carline's words. The armor-wrapped giant is moving toward us one by one, kicking only the Knights knights. Recognising the Knights as enemies would mean that the rescue troops were hiring them in.

Warrior Griff.

He was a legend. He was the first person in history to be called a "ghost” because of his tremendous battle, and his legends exist in numerous ways, from the period immediately following the Great Split to modern times. The myriad of legends that have built up over the centuries have positioned his presence as fantastic and led him to recognize it as something that does not actually exist. But because the reality was confirmed every time a legend was born, it was whispered to me that it lived for hundreds of years, that some of them would inherit Griff's name, and so on.

Therefore, Drake had no choice but to tell if the giant sweeping the battlefield now was a real glyph. But as far as a certain giant is concerned, a few times more than a legendary human being is not strange if he is a real griff, rather he should have been a griff. I don't even want to think about it, like there are giants besides glyphs.

Griff said he used to call himself the descendant of a giant.

"Yes, according to the rebels, we secured a place in a small city deep in the Nair Mountains."

"You didn't ask."

"You didn't report it. Anyway, it's unthinkable that a legendary giant can be restrained at the hands of rebels. I didn't believe any of the rebel executives."

"Well, that's true, isn't it"

"But you should have just checked."

"I went to check. Naturally, if you were really holding Griff in captivity, that would be what we wanted."

When he looked at the car line, he narrowed his eyes to a bitter smile.

If the Warrior Griff is real, it was the desire of the Knights Commander, Fairling Zan-Kruse, to add to his power. Whatever, not adding to the Knights. As a force for salvation, I want to invite you in.

It is Failing's idea, and Knights' philosophy, that salvation is not necessarily done exclusively by the Knights.

"But the only thing I saw ahead that I went to confirm was the destroyed village and the mutilated bodies of the rebel soldiers. The rebel soldiers decided it was killed by the Imperial Demon… apparently by the hand of Griff"

"It's true that he was in custody, but for Griff, it was easy enough to untie him."

"I guess. As far as that goes, we can't do anything with the rebel soldiers."

Affirming Hulberto's speculation, Shivula seemed to be looking out for the giants. Giants are overwhelming. Knights knights have no hands or feet. The Knights squad is half-baked just by the giant's light rampage and quickly devastating blows. It will be wiped out without the art of exchange.

"Well, what do we do?

That's how Luveris got into the conversation. He also seems to have finally shaken off the fierce pursuit of his enemies. The armor has been destroyed by the way, and the wounds have been sustained in multiple places. Seems like a struggle, but I guess that's natural too. Though the thirteenth knight, he is not invincible. It's not the strongest.

If the Thirteen Knights are the strongest, they need no other power.

"Sir Rhodes is the one who decides."

"Is it me?

"Maldia is in charge of the Lord."

Drake told as he stared into Carline's eyes.

The XIII knights were currently in truce. Even the battle against Setuna had been abandoned, something that had happened since the giant appeared. Of course, Setuna's movements are always alarming, but Setuna also seemed to be concerned about the giant, stopping her hand. Maybe the giants weren't hired in by the rescue troops. As far as Setuna's and his men's reactions are concerned, yes.

"... could you stop leaving me to make these difficult decisions?"

"I'm in charge, naturally."

Halbert rides, says Luveris.

"Yes, I'm in charge."

"Well, you're in charge."

"... Sir Suor"

When he glanced at Shivula as if the car line was something good, Shivula looked at him as though he didn't know what his gaze intended.

"What?

No, it's nothing.

Did you understand that there was no island to attach the car line to? I shrugged my shoulders and let him sigh. Then, go on with the words.

"So, folks, please follow my instructions, right?

"Oh."

"Once we're out of here, we're leaving for Santore."

"Once?"

"If Griff has joined the rescue forces, this one should adjust its strength again. In some cases, the input of the other thirteen knights must also be discerned. With current power, it is extremely difficult to pull out black spears and yet glyphs"

Carline's explanation made sense. There is no mistake in what he says. The Ghost of War Griff is strong. It also still shows so much strength that it can be called overwhelming. Thirteen knights must join forces to defeat that one, and if so, it will be difficult to defeat the black spear. I can't chase two rabbits. It is the best because it defeats one or the other in the existing force, and then it should be considered impossible to discuss the General of the Rescue Army.

Most of all, there is a way out of both the giant and the black spear. Yes, but they won't recommend it, and they shouldn't.

"Don't you agree?

"Ask your enemies what they'll do."

Setuna, questioned by Carline, showed a natural reaction. The dragon over my head nods.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"Besides, you think I'm gonna let you guys get away here?

Setsuna flipped a black spear, and let it stand. A murderous mansion. It's like I'm willing to fight. I suppose you're saying you're not going to let them get away with it, and in fact, maybe you don't want to miss it. I suppose it is his true desire to keep many of the thirteen knights to die alone.

"Yeah, you'll let them get away with it. We just have to let him get away with it, right? With your power, it is impossible to destroy us"

Carline's words, Setuna neither denied nor affirmed. I mean, I guess it's impossible. In fact, annihilating the five thirteen knights is not an easy thing. One thirteen knights would not be impossible if Setuna joined forces with his men. But you can't be like that if you're five. So the battle has been prolonged so far.

"So let's keep this fight open around here."

When Carline told him, Shivula put up a trident spear. A swirling storm engulfs the five and carries them to heaven. The shelling of a woman named Urk, the wind shells of Ruufa, and the thunderstorms of Faria hit, but it was hard to break through the storm zone that engulfed the Drakes.

When Drake and his men went to the front line, wrapped in the tornado of Shivula, they ordered the entire army to retreat as well as tow the giants. And until each Knights unit began to retreat and stay far from the front line, they confronted each other to play the giant opponent.

But it didn't develop into battle.

Because the giants stopped attacking rather than watching the Knights retreat.

Drake stroked his chest down as each unit left the front line and began to move towards Santorea as he asked about the warrior Griff, who would remain silent.

Obstruction by the Setunas was also contemplated, but it was not.

Everyone was wearing out.

I guess I didn't bother trying to continue the fight any more than the enemy started to retreat.

Anyway, the first offense of the Santore defense ended with the tragic defeat of the Knights.