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

February 15, the continental calendar year 5003.

Gandhian troops departed from the Wang capital Gandhion.

to go to the rescue of Maldia, as laid down by the resolution of the Great Conference.

The army, with King Gandhia Leongando Ray-Gandhia as General Admiral, has moved smoothly from within Gandhia to Abad while joining forces with the Logner side of the army, joining forces of nations in the King Abad capital of Bandor and forming the Maldia Rescue Army, has arrived in the Wang capital in early March. Immediately moving from Bandor to Valter and from Valter to Maldia was also included in the report.

By mid-March it had reached inside Maldia, meaning that its activities as a relief force would be in full swing, and as long as it waited for news in the King's capital of Gandion, sweating into government, it simply did not wish the Leongans a safe return.

I do not believe and doubt that the rescue troops will prevail.

Although Gandhia only participated in the Gandhian Army, the Logner Army's two armies and various forces, it was also letting them provide strength from allies and subordinate countries, because they seemed too strong enough to crush the rebels of one country. It is, of course, a decision based on consideration of the fact that the opposing rebels are requesting reinforcements from the Knights of Benoagard. No matter how strong the Knights were, there was no way the Rescue Army, which would have greatly outnumbered them, would not have won. More importantly, the rescue troops have black spears on them. According to the story, the black spear became true. The only thing I could tell was that Setuna was even stronger, although it was incomprehensible to Gilvere, who had to be an armed summoner to show what it was all about. And that was enough.

The Rescue Army has Gandia's heroic black spear Setuna. Even with the petitioner of war, which has brought the Gandhian victory many times, it should be said. As long as he's around, it's impossible for Gandhia to lose.

Even the Knights didn't feel like losing against them.

While busy with government affairs, Gilvere thought all that about reports from the north. Rescue army victory is like promised, and later, how much damage can be contained. That was the only problem.

After the Leongands left King's Capital, Gilvale's work grew busy. Because I now have to represent the king. Originally the heart of politics is his father, Gisellcourt, who, after the resolution, had been attacked and wounded by a nobleman who turned into a thug. Gisele Court had to remain at rest until the wounds were blocked, and she could no longer work. Furthermore, it was not in such a condition that I could return to work immediately because the wounds were blocked.

The Gisele Court raid is rust coming out of him, he thinks.

The unauthorized intrusion into the country to extract information from Benoagard spies has prompted the raid. Although I don't know how the raiders got that information, it wasn't surprising, if I knew it, to inflate my imagination that Gisele Court might be connected to Benoagard. If we get inside Benoagard as a result of pulling in spies, what hasn't? It was long after I found out more about the thirteenth knight. There will be aspects of this that we cannot help but see as betrayal to Gandia.

You deserve it.

Maybe that's why Gilveer didn't mess up when it came to the raid on Giselle Court.

Or maybe it was because Jilveer himself, doubted Gisele Court.

He continued to have doubts about his real father since he learned about what had been a distant cause of the raid.

That said, I have never doubted the very ability of Gisele Court.

My father Gisele Court is a fine man. Gilvere doesn't know anyone who's done as much for Gandhia as he does. I respect you, and I've built up as much refinement every day as I can, like my father. And I also despaired that I must not be like my father. Because I realized that I couldn't abandon myself as much as Giselle Court, and that I was adamant about being myself, leaving half my self behind.

That was probably a rebellion against my father, too.

To transcend a father who can do anything, you have to have something different from a father.

Though I don't know if that's a self called Gilvere, I now believed that sticking to it was the only way to counter Giselle Court.

We have to fight it.

We have to get along.

Otherwise, we can't get anywhere near the truth about Giselle Court.

In that way, Gilvere was cutting up the Royal Palace in Leongand's absence one day.

March 12th I won't forget.

The incident happened.

It was when Gilvale was immersed in government affairs in the office. Inside, there was only him and his secretary, and no one else. The silence lay so loud that only the sound of him running a brush on the paperwork sounded, and Fana-Ericon, the secretary, seemed to take great care not to make a sound when compiling the paperwork. The usual silence. Comfortable, never had a better time. He chose her as his secretary only because her silence became familiar with his environment.

That's when things sounded outside the room. Sounds like a few humans rushing through the door.

"That's noisy."

"Shall we take a look?

"No... fine. It would be training for royal guards."

Gilvere, speaking to Fana, glanced back at the paperwork. It was a document about the Royal Summoner's School. Since the school opened, classes were open almost daily, with good student attendance, which meant that things were going well themselves, and I looked forward to five or ten years later. The training of armed summoners does not go overnight. That is why the Association of Continental Summoners, with its large number of armed summoners, is treasured, and there can also be a little war at the initiative of the armed summoners belonging to the Association. Fortunately, there have already been numerous armed summoners in Gandhia, and there has never been anything like armed summoners facing war in the cause.

The door of the room was accidentally knocked, and he looked up. It was then that Fana-Ericon pointed his strange face at the door. When the door opened on its own, armed soldiers collapsed indoors.

"Hey, what!?

"What are you going to do?

In contrast to confusing fanas, Gilveer did not try to break his chill. Calmly check the situation and ask about the soldiers controlling the office. Armed soldiers. It was not royal guard or anything like that. Shining hill crest. Kernnoll's crest. Private army in Gisele Court.

"I see."

Jilveer groaned small as he returned the floating hips to their original position. Gisele Court must have staged a conspiracy. I can only assume so. Not only Leongando, but now that Gandhia's main force is vacating the King's Capital, was the only unique opportunity to wage a revolt. If you miss this opportunity, it won't happen again. Even so, it will be about the far future and will not come to Giselle Court. The only way for Gisele Court to beat Leongand is to take action now.

He waited for one young man to appear from the rear of the soldiers. It's about my father. At least we'll drop him off at Gilvale's.

"Brother, please, follow us quietly. I don't want to be ridiculous."

"It's like you're expecting me to go wild."

"... well, yeah"

"Zelbard......"

Gilvere narrowed her eyes to that sarcastic look as she glanced coldly at her fruitful brother, who represented herself from across the door. Zelbird-Kernnoll. He is the real brother of Gilvere and, naturally, the fruitful son of Giselcoat. At a young age, both Gilvale and I entered and left the royal palace and were friends who played along with Leongand and Linonclair. Zelbird had been chosen as a playfriend, sometimes at the same age as Linonclair. That's a long time ago, too. Now Zelbird is nothing but Giselcoat's hands and feet, and he is nothing more than a pawn.

"If you're smart enough to know what the situation is. Brother."

"Father."

"Yes, my father, he stood up."

"I stood... you say?

Gisele Court grinned thinly as she stared at a face very similar to Zelbard's father's.

"Just what a traitor looks great about"

"The traitor is also the traitor, but the righteousness lies with us"

"Ha... Daiichi"

Even then, mock. Rebellion. There is no righteousness in such things.

"Is there justice and justice in rebellion?"

"I do. Everyone has righteousness and justice."

Zelbard had a cool face. Keep going, I'll keep going.

"It's just a difference in position, such as the difference between good and evil. Even my brother, you know what I mean?

"So what is it, Zelbard? For me, what you and your father are doing is nothing but evil."

"Not at all. Exactly. So you may plead not guilty."

He's going to sneak up on Gilvere. It was like I was enjoying this situation. No, actually, you're having fun. We don't even know what's fun about Gilvere.

"Except. Going blade at us means losing a lot of things. For example, she."

"Am I worth a hostage?"

Fana-Ericon's strong tone represented her personality itself, but Zelbard didn't mind.

"I do. My brother can't let you die."

"Dear Gilvale! Rebels, etc...!

"... ok. I'll follow you here."

Gilvere, when told, stood up. Raise your hands towards the soldiers who are coming at the cutting edge of the gain, indicating that you are not in possession of a weapon. Indoor tension is trying to reach its limits. If I did anything extra to stimulate it, it could have erupted.

"That's my brother. It's good and helpful."

And so on, Gilvere flaunted his shoulder at Zelbard's reaction as if his inner heart was an extreme pity. Keep going, slowly approach the fana. The secretary looked like he didn't understand. If I tried it on her, it seemed more of a problem to hear about the conspirators, not what I found out about what would happen. She must be one of the righteous. Even though I like it.

"Dear Gilvale... how could you..."

"Losing you is a huge loss to the country. And allowing that to happen is nothing more than treason against the country"

"Dear Gilvere..."

Against some good fana, Gilvere turned his attention to Zelbard, not to mention anything more. My brother looked at this one with a boring face.

"Well, I understand that my brother can't sacrifice others, but fraternity can be dazzling if he gets this far."

"Anything. No. I will fight my battle. That's all."

"Fight? With us?

"Hmm... you or your father's conspiracy, you think it'll work?

"Yes."

No hesitation, make him nod.

"Preparation for that. A ploy for that. lurking for it. For that - everything, I prepared it for this day, my brother. We can't afford to lose."

"That confidence will soon collapse."

Gilvere laughed invincibly, but it was that confidence of Gilvere that quickly collapsed away.

Gilvere, taken from the office, was taken with Fana-Ericon to the Grand Hall of the Royal Palace.

On the road to the Great Hall, the Gisellcourt Army and the Royal Palace Guard had been seen occupying and controlling various parts of the Royal Palace. This led to the discovery that the Royal Palace Guard was completely in Gisele Court's hands. If you had mastered it less than two months after the change in the admin after the raid, there would be nothing more than praise for Zelbard's arm. Gilvere couldn't help but be surprised that Zelbard had such talent. Zelbard has told me with a bitter smile that you are perceiving the thoughts in Gilvale's chest like that.

"I wasn't just your father's pawn either."

Perhaps he also wanted to say that he had had some experience, albeit struggling to be him.

As we entered the great hall, Gisele Court was waiting for us. Giselle coats are not the only ones. I thought it was a treason against Giselle Court, and nobles and soldiers were all around me, surrounding Giselle Court.