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

"If you're a princess, I thought you'd call for more."

An unexpected reminder was the exchange in Santorea.

Conversation with Sheila after Setuna persuaded me.

That's why I'm not a princess anymore. And what is it, gibberish? How are you looking at me?

The gray-haired beast princess, as usual, went in from denial. A former princess of Abad, she stepped off the princess's throne due to the Abad unrest. And he even refuses to have a relationship with the Abard royal family. But the fact that she is Abard's former princess makes no difference, and few see her as a princess. The two names themselves, the Beast Princess, are like an indication of her position.

I don't even know what she's talking about. Not Princess Sheila, but as one woman, because her desire to devote herself to Setuna is painfully conveyed. Whether it's good or bad. That pure feeling is dazzling to Esq.

"Hmm... Admiral addiction?

"Miliu's the only one who's addicted."

"I don't know."

"Yes."

In Sheila's mouth, Esq laughed unexpectedly. Maybe that's true. More or less, the human being around him is dependent on Setuna, but there may be no one else but Miliu who can be called an addict. Although there are quite a few reasons why Miliu is so dependent on Setuna.

"Ma'am, you may have been very helpful to the princess, Admiral."

Sheila's reaction to Setuna's decision to remain alone in Santorea was more honest than Esq had ever imagined. He made Setuna promise to go home alive, and that was all he was satisfied with. It was something Esq didn't understand.

"You're in trouble because you bite."

"Well, I'll bite."

"Why?"

"Me, I followed the Admiral to give you a place to die, didn't I?

Before and after the end of the Abad unrest, Esq lost to Setuna. Lost in all respects, on his subordination. It was in the hope that he would be given a place to die. Setsuna should know that, too. Esq wants a place to die. Esq isn't the only one. Sydney Mercenaries - Everyone who belongs to the present Sydney Battle Squad is wandering in search of a place to die.

So I wanted to stay in Santore with Setuna. That would surely have killed him well. For Setuna's sake, he would have died.

Die for the man you admit to.

That was the reason Esq lived.

"I thought there was no better place to die..."

Esq, remembering Setuna's words, is such a thing.

"This isn't a place to die."

"Ha!? What do you mean this is nothing but a place to die!?

Esq roughed up his voice at Setuna's objections.

Aside from Setuna, Sheila was the only one on the spot. Setuna couldn't even get Ragna or Rem into that room, considering the escs. So Esq was able to honestly bump his feelings. If anyone else, I might not have fought this far. Nobody's here, which means the toothpick doesn't work. It also means you expose your emotions.

"I'm the only one left in Santorea to avoid any damage."

"But they're those thirteen knights, right? You think you can do something by yourself, Admiral?

'You do. Not if I can do it.'

"If you can do something with psychology, why don't you have us?"

"No way."

I don't even have a bite.

Esq roughed up his voice.

"Why!?

"We ask you to be a force in the Gandhion recapture."

"If you're a warrior, you've got Lion's Tail, Sword Ghost, Kensei."

In particular, "Kensei” had recently been found to boast an overwhelming strength, even without summoning arms. He was likely to be able to count on enough as a single force to compensate for the absence of Esq and other Sydney battle squadrons. Assuming you lend Tran-Cargilius a subpoena weapon, it will be a tremendous force. The Gandhian army has so far acquired numerous summoning armaments as loot. One thing in the Battle of Recondor, you must have gotten it. I don't have a hand in not using them.

But Esq's thoughts did not reach Setuna.

"The Sword Demon will be a force of war in twelve minutes."

Esq didn't think he meant it.

"I want to die under the Admiral."

For Setuna, die under Setuna.

That's why Esq got under Setuna. If it was Setsuna, I thought I could save my life. It was the second “man” for Esq. A “man" who deserves just to give his life. That's why he eats down. Staying alone in Santore is not a sanity shack. Certainly Setuna is strong. With a black spear in his hand, Setsuna will be worthy of his strongest name. Even the thirteenth knight will not be enemies. However, that is also a one-on-one story, and that is not the case if you have to deal with more than one thirteen knights at the same time.

In fact, Setuna had been pushed by several thirteen knights, both in Recondor and in the Santorea recapture.

Isn't it like fighting the thirteen knights alone, etc. to death?

"Then survive."

"Ha...?

"There must be a better place to die."

Though I never thought of a place to die that deserved more than a Knights Intercept.

"Until then, live."

Esq, who distracted himself from Setuna's faint glare, had no right to say anything more. In the first place, an escort cannot ignore the orders of the master Setuna. Orders are everything. Besides, I found out Setuna was thinking about where she died.

That was enough.

"Live... because"

Esq crushed, stroking Remill's hair.

Camp, the Sydney Battle Squad is in formation at the corner near HQ. The Setuna Army, together with the Black Beast Squad, were under the control of Lion's Tail and were placed near the Lion's Tail formation. I came under the control of The Lion's Tail simply because The Lion's Tail is a unit captained by Setuna. From Setuna, command has been transferred to Luufa Zenon-Bargazar, acting captain of the Lion's Tail.

"Master Setuna?

Remill's looking up. In the shade of a tree, they were both sleeping. There's nothing in the tent, I'm just laying cloth on the ground, but that seems enough, I guess, because she'll be there. Remil-Folk Ray was the most important woman in the world for Esq. Because she's here, she can live like no other. If it weren't for her, she would have died wild somewhere after the battle of Endwidge.

"Oh. If the Admiral's sweet, there isn't."

"But you like it there, don't you?

Remill woke up and peered into Esq's face. In the dark, her smile is more beautiful than anything else.

Well, I won't deny it.

In fact, because Setuna is sweet, Esq is a snob. Esq can stay esq because there is something relentless about Setuna, and I think we have to be firm, because Setuna is sweet without anyone. Harsh on yourself, sweet on others. There's no way I'm going to hate that kind of setuna.

Anticipating Remill sitting beside him, he gets up. The night breeze stroking my cheeks is pleasant.

"To where?

"It just hits the wind at night. Watch the men while I'm gone."

"Yeah."

Remill laughed because no man or anything tried to get close to her. Who likes and tries to get their hands on the "swordsman” woman? I can see my neck flying if I do that. Even if you don't lose your life, you don't like things that could turn Setuna's army against your enemies.

Setuna is a Gandhian hero, but also a symbol of fear. So much so that it is whispered that touching Setuna's inverse scale means death. Of course, there were no such cases. but rumors are without roots or leaves. And once it's rumored, the tail goes up and swells, and if it gets complicated, there's nothing you can do about it. I guess that's why there are no people trying to get close to the powerful Setuna.

With that in mind, Esq was walking through the positions of the Sydney Battle Squad. Many of my men are already asleep. On the long journey towards Gandion, the king's capital. You should have rested well when you could rest. Exactly what should I call an ex-mercenary? Esq can safely treat them as subordinates because they are solid around there.

Esq thus found the familiar giant lying down and sleeping. When it comes to the owner of the giant Sydney Battle Squad One and the splendid mustache that Gandia is proud of, there is only one.

"Hey, Mr. Dawlin. What are you doing here?"

Esq inquired as he kicked Dorin-Nog's outspoken belly. Then the giant man glanced at this one as he rubbed his eyelids and inquired with his sleeping eyes.

"Don't you see?

I don't know.

"I'm sleeping. Captain, go to sleep now."

That's how I turn behind a bearded man trying to sleep right in, kicking him in the back gently.

"Get up."

"Why!?

Esq coldly told Dawlin, who jumped up stunned.

"I need help. It's important work."

"Are you at work?

"... I don't like it"

"Is that a feeling..."

"Did you say anything?

"No."

Make sure Doreen shook her head sideways before walking out. It's not something I need to check, but for once, just in case. I felt like we wouldn't be talking without him. That's just a feeling, too, but Esq knew there was nothing more to guess than his senses at times like this. Admitting Setuna is also just a feeling. Same as that.

"Great. Your bow is heavenly."

"... disgusting"

"Oh, my God."

"No, I'm complimented by the Captain, thank you."

I'm going to look at Doreen like she sees something creepy. You don't even know he wants to be that good. Usually, because it's basically impossible for Esq to praise someone as well as Dorin. Even if it rots. It's simply that I don't praise others because I can't find meaning in praising them, and it's not that I don't recognize their strength. Now, these words are only meant because they recognize Doreen's bow skill.

"... don't praise me. I'm telling you the truth, I am."

"Is the fact…"

"Oh. As far as I know, I don't know as many bow users as you do."

Bow St. Saran-Kilclade's bow skill must be awesome. So much so that it's called Bow Saint. But Esq couldn't help but think that Dorin-Nog's skill was inferior to Saran's. During the time of the Sydney Mercenaries, Dorin was such a bowsman that he had defeated more enemies with bows than anyone else. That skill, he said, is rising year after year.

Bow Saints on the other hand are years old. No man can beat his age. It should be said that sooner or later Dorin will outrun Saran with his bow arm than it is.

"There will be a temple of bows."

"You think you're inferior to Bow Saint?

"I didn't do it directly, so whatever."

I don't hate Doreen's modesty though.

"Bow Saint is my grandfather. It's not weird to be busy. At least you're younger. You have to lose."

"Ha."

"Well, that's what I feel. Something's going to happen around here tonight."

Interpretation, sensation is sensation. Nothing may happen, and I never crossed it without. But it wasn't surprising what happened now that the improbable matter of Lucion's tone had happened to Gisellcourt's conspiracy. Even if there were enemies inside, nothing strange. Even if a souvenir to Gisele Court reveals something about taking Leongand's neck.

He said, "Trust the captain's senses."

Who do you trust if you don't believe me?

"Er... Master Setuna?

"That could be bad, but trust me tonight."

"Heh."

Proceed in the shade, listening to Doreen's elusive reply. Bonfires have been set ablaze in every part of the hilly camp, and there is no lack of freedom in the light sources. The sky is clear, and the light of the stars and moon alone would be bright enough. But it is also possible that the light darkens the darkness in reverse. The stronger the light, the deeper and darker the shadow becomes. And the deeper the shadow, the easier hostility becomes to leap into.

"Doreen, does your eyes work at night?"

"Naturally. Come on."

"Right. And I can see your eyes farther than mine."

Of course, that's only a story if you don't have the aid of a subpoena armed. Esq's vision would be better now that he's got Swordcaine. It's not just my eyesight. Every sensation should be incomparable with Doreen. Esq, when he grabbed Swordcaine, relied on the feeling to look for hostility.

"Otherwise, they won't say it's a bow Doreen."

"Scarlet-haired Doreen."

"I don't care either way."

"You're not good. It's about appearance, scarlet hair."

"Mmm..."

Something caught on Esq's consciousness as he silenced about Dorin, who could no longer even argue, and fought all around him. It was not so much animosity as murder itself, and he was so surprised to hold his breath at what he had discovered earlier, chasing with his eyes a sharpened kill.

"Can you see that?

"Heh... but no way"

I can see Doreen breathing.

At the end of the two gazes, in the woods of the hills overlooking the main formation, there was one man who stood bowed in darkness. It was rarely Saran-Kilclade, and that's why Esq remembered the shock.

"No way."

"The temple of the bow..."

"Can we shoot from here?

"Given the distance and angle, this arrow will not arrive"

"... you can't even reach my sword"

And you won't have time to move now and put your opponent within range of the sword. The opponent already has a bow. This is the position to look down on the main unit. What Saran is after is the life of eighty-nine leongands, which means that the squid was through with Giselcoat. And now, standing up by Gisele Court's conspiracy, you've decided that this is the best opportunity to assassinate Leongand.

"I have no choice, Mr. Dawlin."

"Yes?"

"Listen to me now."

"Ha."

Listening to Dorin-Nog's careless reply, Esq concentrated his whole nerve.

I don't want to miss the moment when the arrow that Saran put on is released.