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

Episode One Thousand Three Hundred Twenty-one: This World

March 27, two days after the retrieval of Santorea.

The fuss of his liberation from the rebels had also begun to calm down, and Santore was in the process of regaining his usual appearance. Many of the citizens of Santorea did not forget to thank the rescue and government forces and expressed their gratitude for throwing warm words at the soldiers leaving the city. Being inside a military facility in southern Zantrea, we often caught those stories in our ears and seemed to prove that our battle was not some mistake, and we were simply pleased.

Setsuna continues to remain in military facilities.

Two days have passed since the battle and your health has almost recovered.

The battle with the XIII knights was harsh and although the strain on the flesh was great, did the failure to use the ability of the black spear work, the depletion of spiritual power was only necessary to maintain the black spear, and it did not take long to recover the spiritual strength itself. I can also say that my depleted health is almost entirely fast just because I rested plenty all day yesterday. Because the battle itself was not prolonged, thanks to the short-term showdown. Short-term showdowns are also affected by the low depletion of mental power.

Of course, the primary reason is that the ability of the black spear could not be used.

Setuna was thinking about it as she looked through the facility from the roof of a building filled with Setuna troops. What caught my eye in the facility was the beauty of a giant sitting in front of a Setuna army building. The sleepless giant is silent with his eyes closed for a day when the sun is shining. Not as long as Setuna and the others talked, but he usually never opened his mouth from himself or anything. Walrus, meditating, and silencing were as if the giant statue of Buddha itself, and Setuna looked at him like that and felt the wonder of this world.

A different world surrounded by mystery and fantasy.

Being summoned is in itself a mystery, and the presence of armed summonses and imperial demons is what makes us realize that this illus valle is a fantastic world, but at some point we could have gotten used to it and said that we had half forgotten that it was such a world. It was about a year ago that Fei Long appeared and changed his perception, and then as Ragna became familiar, the dragon also went from being a fantasy to being very close.

Giants, too, if they become close to Griff, may become familiar beings and replace them from fantasy to reality.

Like a black spear.

Setuna looked down at her right hand, gripping and opening. The senses work normally and move consciously. There's nothing wrong with that. If there is a problem, the ability of the black spear is still unusable. There is a real sense that the black spear itself has become much stronger than before. Depending on the user, Setuna can become an overwhelmingly more powerful weapon than he uses. That's how much potential we have. Setsuna was using less force to keep her from rumbling, but still showing her three thirteen knights enough power to stand around while still defending her, as well as strengthening Setsuna's physical abilities and five senses.

The enhancement through the completeness of the black spear meant that Setuna was even more awesome than she had imagined.

That's as far as I can handle it. The stronger Setuna herself becomes and the greater the range of powers she can handle, the more black spears will begin to exert their original power. What happens if we can pull it out to its maximum? Setuna has no idea.

It is without the ability to use it.

What happens if my abilities become available?

I imagine that the thirteen knights and others will not be opponents - while the thirteen knights may not have shown their main command either, making a difficult face.

It's a good breeze.

"Hey."

In the wind blowing through, if Ragna speaks in a constant position above his head, he wraps his arm around his left arm and Miliu, who is holding him hard, strikes a gavel. It has been that well since Setuna went out on the roof, and he glanced back at the township under his eyes with an indescribable look. Santore is regaining his routine since his liberation by the relief forces. Under the rebel occupation, anxiety and tension lay and were not what could be called routine, he said. The voice of the citizens of Santorea, who still believed in the Maldia government and thought it was something that one day would repel the rebels, was that they could see how the Maldia government was supported by the people.

It is also understandable that Yuno was proud of the Mardia royal family and condemned the rebels. And I also thought that Yuno's attempt to use his body to move Setuna and Gandhia was a manifestation of what the Royal Maldia loved and cherished about this country and its people. King Jugus, Prince Julius, Yuno, they all love this country.

Perhaps I can feel refreshed looking over the township surrounded by silence because, after all, it conveys that one of the Mardia royals thinks for his country and his people.

"Speaking of which,"

Setuna, uh, turned her gaze to Miliu. She has her head on Setuna's left shoulder, her eyes closed and a happy look on her face. Miliu is doing so to replenish the Setuna minutes that have been missing since Maldia's arrival, and to indulge in Setuna, he said. Recently, Urk imitates her statement like that, but Urk seems to be going without knowing what the words mean, and Urk just pretends to think that escorting Setuna will lead him to enjoy Setuna. I don't mind that. If Urk holds me tight, I'll have to scream. Because Urk doesn't really know what force is.

Urk is still keeping an eye on Setuna from the rear. The right arm damaged in the battle with the thirteenth knight is hidden by the sleeves of the squad uniform, and on the outside, I see no problem whatsoever. The expression is the usual faceless expression, but I guess it's natural because I can't make facial expressions or anything like that. Light-emitting eyes are the same.

By the way, Rem is cleaning Setuna's room and she's not here. Setuna's room was screwed up because of Miliu, Ragna, Sheila, Urk and Rem. Mostly because of Miliu, who has attacked me in my sleep.

"What's going on?

"Fort Hale, how did you drop this? That sounds like a hell of a lot."

So much so that Miliu's activity in the battle to recapture Fort Hale was a narrative among the generals of the main unit in charge of Fort Hale. After the rendezvous, it was a voice praising Miliu's work from nowhere, a voice I heard fearful, and when I told her about it and praised her, she rejoiced like a child.

Some said that the series of attacks that destroyed Fort Hale was as if it were God's judgment. The light dyed white through the heavens instantly pierced Mount Hale, quickly destroying Fort Hale and leading the rescue troops to victory, he said. Hard to think of as the ability of the summoning armed Loversoul she loves to use. But according to Faria, it was indisputably Laversoul that she had summoned beforehand, and that the ability to destroy Fort Hale would undoubtedly be due to Laversoul.

"Hmmm...... secret"

"You can't even tell me."

When Setuna was discouraged, she went like she was in a panic.

"Uh, no, I want to teach Setuna right, but that's, you know, you want to do it after you can control it a little more perfectly. Put your chest up. I want Setuna to see it when this is my strength."

"Did you?"

Convince and understand. I didn't even know what she was thinking. Surely when it comes to being able to explain with a strained heart the possibility of failure or the ability to risk a runoff, what do you think? If it can be perfectly controlled, it would be something that can be explained with a nose high.

"Because if you fail or run wild because you revealed it, don't you hate it?

"Well, I guess so."

"Right. You look nasty."

Ragna pushed her elongated neck against Setuna's forehead, as she did. The soothing feel is rather comfortable.

"It is. I don't like the way you dress. So now it's a secret. Fort Hale made it, but not always."

"I get it. I'll wait in anticipation of Miliu becoming sufficiently complete to be convinced."

"Ugh. Expect it. 'Cause I'll definitely make it look like it."

Miliu took his body away from Setuna's arm, circled forward, and came laughing.

"If I do, I'll be more helpful to Setsuna."

"You've been very helpful."

When Setsuna told her, she hung up.

"Really? Really?

"Yeah."

Then, somehow, Ragna rolled over my head. When Setsuna took it with both hands without watermark, he had tried to peek into Setsuna's face in a flat manner.

"What about me?

"You're helping me too."

"Bye!

"Hehe."

Miliu laughs at the flirty little dragon.

"Setuna."

Now it's Urk. Setsuna turns to her immediately.

"Thank you to Urk, too."

"No, until I'm doing what I deserve."

Urk didn't make it slight, he just reacted as usual. I can't even feel the pieces of emotion, but I can recognize that she definitely has emotions if I think that it's what she came into the conversation about that is the expression of her emotions. An artificial person with a heart. It was like SF, but it seemed like there was no such thing as impossible in this world.

If there is a dragon and you think of speaking the language flat, what could it possibly be?

Some giants.

There's also a monster.

There is also what is called God.

Whatever happened, it's not surprising, whatever happened, it's not strange.

Such a world.

That's the Illus Valle.