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

Griff doesn't sleep.

I can't sleep.

The curse of the Holy King made him a body that could not sleep until he died.

And the same was true of the inability to sleep forever, for he was also given immortal flesh.

I guess that's why I always feel frustrated. And he fought and fought and continued to fight to relieve frustration, and when he realized, he was becoming known as a war ghost or something.

A warrior.

A ghost at dawn in battle.

He used to be called Zhu Jiao.

Because the appearance of blood all over his body seemed to have worn a pearlescent coat, the man who so named laughed. He was a good man. Every time I laughed, my jaw came off, and that made him adorable.

(No... Was it a woman)

Neither my face nor my body is angry as if I was wrapped in pneumonia, and I can't even accurately picture it. There was no way I could remember my voice. Everything has taken away the sleepless days of the last five hundred years.

Griff is the descendant of a giant. The figure had already been large since childhood, and even human adults looked down on it as children. Take them through the years and become human beings and other people who are not enough to take them. Overwhelming vitality, tremendous physical ability and resilience. Overtook man in all respects. Compared to humans, the giant brain also underpins the amount of knowledge based on enormous storage capacity, and in intelligence, he brought humans far down. But fundamental differences as such creatures also do not make sense before the curse of the Holy King.

Even the descendants of giants, it was hard not to be disturbed and eroded by sleepless days.

I can't sleep.

Whatever creature it is, it's something you have to sleep on. You need to rest your brain. Even the descendants of giants are the same thing. There is no difference between humans and giants there. Even dragons, they have to sleep. It would be about God, such as being that doesn't need sleep.

The strain on the brain becomes irritating, wandering the battlefield in search of ways to relieve irritability.

Where I got tired of such a crappy way of life, the frustration never disappeared. For years, decades, I wandered looking for a way to quell my frustration. It was that mountain village that I finally found. The small village, no longer even remembering its name, was not only a welcome to the flattening of the giant, but also a generous hospitality.

Since when did you gain peace?

Previously, I remembered the tranquillity of events on the other side long enough that I could no longer remember or fulfill them, and for him there was no more thankful being than the people of that village and village.

But the village, too, was destroyed by human strife, and Griff lost his peace. That's right, suddenly it was Azmaria-Altemax who showed up, and as a result of listening to her wishes as an old friend, she's here now.

Northern part of the city that I don't even remember the name of. He was sedating the giant in the square in front of the building that Setuna would use as an accommodation. He, descended from the Titans, has all that is small about man. The buildings, the structure of the city, everything. I shouldn't have stepped inside the city or anything, but it was best to be near him to fulfill my old friend's only wish to protect me about Setuna. As long as he was in the city, it didn't seem like he would be attacked, but given the peculiar abilities of the thirteen knights, it wouldn't be so. Never be too vigilant and alert.

Most importantly, Setuna will do as much to protect herself, and even if she eats an unintentional blow, she has Ragnacia. Ragnacia-Elm Dorrus. The dragon king is his servant. Even just can't be like getting killed all over a safe town.

Impossible, Griff raised one eyelid, realizing that the area around Setuna's residence had become noisy. Darkness gains light, vision widens. For the giants, it was narrow, and armed soldiers had surrounded the accommodation, even the lashes, even the glyphs, as the overly small township filled their horizons.

(What happened?

Griff floated a question mark as he watched the change, without making a slight move in the square. What the hell is going on? I follow, I remember the soldiers' superiors walking into the dorm, but it is hard to believe that this happened because of it.

There must have been something in Griff that I didn't know much about. And something about it must have been something that wasn't even funny for Griff and Setuna.

Dozens or hundreds of smaller soldiers are besieging the glyph. Though pushing the shield forward, it goes without saying that it means nothing in front of the glyph. If you want to smash both shields, you just have to blow them away. There are a number of archers lined up behind the shield soldiers. The decision that shooting weapons would be better than melee weapons to tailor giants is not necessarily a mistake. At least, it wasn't impossible to pin it down if Griff was just a giant. But unfortunately, Griff doesn't die. How much flesh has been damaged, by the way, the unpleasant curse of restoring it. Though it is the pain that I feel, then I cannot destroy the glyph.

You can't die. Don't be afraid of their attacks. Of course, I don't want to waste more of my attacks than my pain is working, but the idea is to kill them without knowing what's going on. Setuna's bad position makes no sense.

With that in mind, I could hear the soldiers screaming and screaming from across the hall.

"Master Snow has been taken hostage!

"Hostages!? Oh my god!?

"Damn, what's going on!

(Hostages? Snow?

I don't know, but it seemed like Setuna made some kind of case at the lodge. He stood up and looked back at the residence. Looking down, I wondered if a human knight had come out of the entrance and exit of the residence, and Setuna, who poked a black spear from behind it, represented him. Above Setuna's head, he seemed to be spreading his wings as if Ragnasia were intimidating him.

"Master Snow!

"Don't move!

Setuna yelled at the colored soldiers. A sharp cry calms the soldiers back. I guess the soldiers are stained with the horrors of Setuna. As a human being, Setsuna is more than equal to the thirteen knights who boast extra-standard strength. It would be something the soldiers can imagine how awesome he is.

"And make way. We're leaving here. I'm going north, as you wish. So don't do anything. If you try to harm us, you'll kill Snow."

"You......!

"Kill Master Snow...!

"I would have gone. If we don't do anything, we have to kill him."

Setuna told him spitefully, sending her gaze over here. Although we all had no idea why he was sticking a blade at a friendly opponent until last night and in some cases killing him, we understood his intentions. Apparently he's going to get out of this city.

Going north, he said.

North would mean going to battle with the Knights.

Griff missed Setuna heading with Snow to the city's north gate as he understood. Naturally, Griff would follow him as well, but sometimes it was a difficult town for the giant to walk freely, and his mobility was extremely cautious. Setuna earns distance, then slowly follows. The soldiers who were besieging the glyphs sometimes took the snow knight hostage, or nothing seemed to be possible.

After a while, Ragnasia, who was on Setuna's head, flew up to the sight of Griff.

"Ragna. What's happening?"

"One child is a pain in the ass."

"What do you mean?

"Ask Setsuna later for an explanation."

"... ok"

It's been a long time since Ragnasia even talked about it.

That's how Setuna reached the North Gate, holding Snow hostage, and Griff gently jumped over the walls of the castle and out of the city. Neither does the iron wall barrier that prevents the Imperial Devil from penetrating make sense in front of the giant.

Setuna let Snow go as she dived through the North Gate. Snow told Setuna everything and disappeared into the north gate. The gate closes and a warning arrow is released from the walls.

"We'll talk about it later."

Setuna said only that and began to walk away from the walls. Griff imitated that, too. Leaving the city could have been a serious event for Setuna, although it was not a major issue for Griff. Although Setuna boasts an overwhelming power only if she holds a black spear, the flesh itself is no different from that of an ordinary man. Heavy combat will drain you and save you fatigue. You must rest and eat well to recover. Having to come from the city means you can't do that easily.

Setuna will understand that, no matter what.

I never loosened my rugged look on the road.

Eventually, Setuna stopped.

"You're lying."

The reason for Setuna's stunned voice was understandable by looking out for the other side of the front.

An army of knights was coming this way.