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

I had a long dream.

I'm sure you will.

But I can't remember what a dream it was.

Maybe because it was such a hard dream to remember.

Heavy pain still tightens my chest. The memories of my dreams are only in my heart. The more you wake up, the more trivial you forget, but the deeper the pain is engraved in your heart. Such pain that I try to remember and screw it up at that stage. Why do we have to suffer this far? Why should I be so sad?

Do I have to lose it?

(Lose?)

I wonder what it means to lose.

Who the hell are we going to lose?

I don't want to lose it.

No more, nothing more...

- Wake up, Setsuna.

My voice, I hear it from afar. The voice I heard. A voice I'm used to hearing. I guess it sounds oddly sweet because it's actually sweet. It's that little dragon voice. Ragnacia-Elm Dorrus. That little flying dragon that is insensitive, busy and unknown on the shore of arrogance and wants to be sweet.

- Can't you just wake up?

I had the feeling of surfacing from the abyss of my dreams. From the bottom of dark darkness to a world full of light.

To reality.

The lid opens and the light enters the vision.

My eyes hurt. Stimulation, like the effect of not opening your eyes for years, pierces the retina. And then he realizes that green and skin tone are filling his sight, flashing. The situation does not swallow well.

(What!?

I meant to surprise him with a voice, but he didn't just have a severe pain running down his throat. The moment you open your eyes, is it the same rationale that caused the pain, or not?

"Have you finally woken up? I've slept a long time."

Setuna was just even confused by the woman's face as she approached her with the voice she heard.

(Nah......!?

She was a beautiful woman. The jade-like clear green hair lay long on Setuna's face as she slept on her back, tickling her nose. The skin is white and meticulous. Large eyes bordered by deep eyelashes on thin brows. Jewel-like clear eyes were also like jade, and the octagonal teeth I peered at when my mouth opened were strangely adorable. Is it something like late teens to early twenties? Maybe that's why I was able to calmly analyze her because she kept her face close to me.

I don't have to look at the extra parts.

"Well, I guess that means you worked so hard. Do you want me to praise you and send you?

She was familiar with Setuna. In the first place, the voices are used to hearing. He looked just like the voice of a dragon who heard it in the abyss of his dreams and called it back to reality. But I don't think the woman in front of me is him. There's no way Ragna looks human. It's also a woman's.

She, glancing at the root of her eyebrows, let go of the face that was closing in distance. At that moment Setuna saw her upper body, stiff.

She looked like she had nothing to do with it. If you're not wearing clothes, you're not even wearing underwear. He remains thrown out with no big breasts or shyness, and, perhaps, his lower body is also round and naked. I can only imagine what position she is in, just looking at her upper body condition.

It crosses Setuna's belly.

"Mm... what's wrong? It hardens what?"

(Because you're naked!

I wanted to scream, but I didn't hear a voice. Even as I tried to speak, there was just a pain running down my throat. I don't know what the logic is. It didn't seem like he got his throat crushed. I touched it with my hand, and there's no trauma. I don't know what caused it, but right now, it seemed more like a problem about her than that.

"Besides, why don't you shut up? Why don't you do something about it?"

She gave a surprise look.

"Maybe you don't know who I am?

Setuna nodded and nodded, but from what she said and did, she was contemplating a possibility. Ragna is free to vary the size of her body to some extent. Freedom was advantageous to the extent that it was also possible to be small enough to hide between Setuna's hair. Besides, he was able to use magic. I let them use all the defensive magic, but of course, they say they can use a variety of other magic. Inside, even if there was magic that altered the flesh, it was not surprising.

And she's going to come along like a proud winner.

"I'm not me. Ragnacia-Elm Dorrus. Your servant."

As she stretched her chest, the double hills on her chest swayed to assert themselves.

I felt like I was having a bad dream, and Setsuna was just flabbergasted.

Setuna realized that she had been put to sleep on a luxurious sleeping table only after she understood that she was Ragna's transformed figure.

(Ragnasia-Elm Dorrus)

Float in your chest, as you rebel. As always, my throat is sore and I can't help even pronouncing it. And I couldn't even tell Ragna about it.

Ragna, as usual, crosses over into a sleeping setuna and is off her upper body as she proudly won.

Blessed are the eyes.

Ragna's nudity is too irritating. A face that can even be considered beautiful in the light of human sensibility. An even limb. Long arms. Rich breasts, thin, creased hips, fleshed thighs as well - excellent in every way. The situation of being crossed naked by such a woman could have been an extraordinarily strange thing in Setuna's life where so many things had happened. Strange, exciting, incomprehensible, and unconvincing.

We all had no idea why Ragna was transforming into a human, which was also a female figure. There is no reason for Ragna, who is proud to be a dragon and has strong self-esteem, to be transformed into a human being. If it would have been to wake Setuna, it should have stayed a dragon.

In the first place, Setuna had not yet figured out what the situation was.

I can see that it is also traversed by a ragna transformed into an extraordinary beauty by man. But I'm not sure about anything else. First of all, I am surprised by the very fact that I am alive safely. No wonder he was killed. Even if he's dead, it's not weird. I also thought maybe he was really dead and dreaming of not waking up, but more than he is aware of the changes that are taking place in his own flesh, I guess this is not a dream of the dead or anything else, but a historical reality.

Caught by a giant Sid, that is.

I mean, this must have been where the Knights were based. It would mean Santorea or, alternatively, any city within Benoagard territory. Think that far and realize that Santorea is unlikely. Although Maldia had gone through Gisele Court and orders had been given to Snow and others to detain Setuna, it was hard to think that the Knights would enter Santorea.

The relationship between Maldia and Benoagard is not always good. Because Benoagard was supporting the Maldia rebels. Of course, if even that were a measure of Gisele Court, Maldia would have been woven into the fight against Benoagard, and even if, after capturing Setuna, the relationship between Maldia and Benoagard had returned, it would not be surprising otherwise.

Given Sid's purpose, it would be reasonable to assume he has returned to Benoagard.

Confirm. I'm sleeping on a fuzzy bunk. Big bedrooms are too big for big adults to use alone. It is understandable that it is a luxury item from decorations etc. Next, look around the large indoors. The demonic crystal lamps suspended from the high ceilings were lavishly decorated, and many of the paintings and conditionings hung on the walls also looked like luxury items. The space itself is full of luxury. What a uncomfortable thing to do, it would be partly because of that.

Although there is a window on one side of the room, it is far from the sleeping area. But given that his hands and feet were not restrained, it didn't even seem so difficult to get out of the window outdoors. If this is any city in Benoagard territory, we must get out and return to Gandia.

The purpose should have been fulfilled.

The mission of holding the Knights to Santorea and getting the Gandhian Liberation Army to reach Gandhia would have been fulfilled.

If the purpose of the Knights was to detain Setuna and transfer him to their own territory, it is hard to believe that after that battle, he pursued the Gandia Liberation Army violently. Gisellcourt's rebellion will be over when the Knights catch up with the Gandhian Liberation Army, where they have chased since before that.

That means Setuna was able to carry out her mission.

"But what?"

Ragna began to look around to lick her thin, long arms as she returned the body she had deviated from.

"The human body is a strange thing. Very different from dragons. I'm not used to it inside."

(Then you can stay a dragon)

Setuna, listening to Ragna's sigh, told her in her chest. I never thought it would be so inconvenient and painful to not be able to speak up. I can't communicate. There's no way I can convey my emotions and thoughts just with my expression. In the first place, Ragna hasn't even seen this one. Move, grip, and open each supple finger to make sure. I guess I'm trying to grasp the feeling of human hands and feet. She's a born dragon. Besides, the only thing that should have looked like her toddler was her wings and feet, and she had no arms. I guess the wings were the organs that hit the arms, but the senses seemed very different between the arms and the wings, and Ragna was moving her arms with an indescribable subtle look. Long jade hair is very similar to the color of the outer skin when it was a dragon. Even if not, it must be a remnant of the dragon's appearance, a symbol of the existence of Ragna, Setuna thought. Beautiful eyes like gems are also no different than when Ragna was a dragon.

"But this might be comfortable with you if you get used to it. A little..."

Ragna eagled her breasts from the mistletoe with both hands. A supple finger feeds into his chest as rich as a double hill.

"This place is heavy, though."

(Then turn it down and be a man.)

Setuna looked away from Ragna's fantastic appearance as she put a penetration in her chest. Ragna may not understand what she looks like right now and what the situation is. No, on second thought, she is a dragon and should not seek the same values, moral values as human beings. I guess we should see that we don't have the kind of shame that humans hold together.

"What's the matter? Setsuna. And I'll keep my mouth shut from nothing. I woke up from a long sleep. Let me hear one of your voices."

When Ragna let go of the hand that was grabbing her breasts, she reached into Setuna's face with a strangely glossy trick. Thin, long fingers touch cheeks. It must have been my habit when I looked like a little flying dragon to have my face pinched with both hands. Ragna has often tried to pinch Setuna's face with wings. The limp wings, I remember, were just fine in the summer.

Even now that he had become a human figure, Ragna's body temperature seemed to remain low, and Setuna could not help but be surprised by the chillness of her hands wrapping her cheeks. It is not human body temperature.

"Or have you lost your surprising voice to my change?

I can't even talk if I want to.

Toxic in the chest, but it can't even lead to ragna. For example, even if Setuna and Ragna's hearts were passing through each other, they wouldn't be able to hear the voices in their chests. The voice in my heart echoes in my heart and just disappears.

"I'll keep my mouth shut for nothing. Don't you see me? Not me, huh? Ragnacia-Elm Dorrus"

I know that.

I want to, but I don't.

I get bored with the creeps.

"Hmm..."

Ragna guessed something from Setuna's bittersweet expression, keeping her right hand off her cheek.

"Can't you talk?

(Oh)

Nodding, Ragna conceived for a while. I don't distract her from her eyes because if I distract her at all, I'll put her limbs in my sight. No matter how much she was a ragna, the intensity of that nudity stimulus is unusual. There's no way a man wouldn't react.

"I see... I don't mean their abilities. There are no scratches anywhere. In the first place, after that, who is going to hurt you alone? Instead, it's not as good as if you had been cared for and treated."

(That's it...)

"Nevertheless, I guess I somehow sealed the voices of the trolls because the trolls woke up and I can't wait to be used with the bushou kanjutsu"

Hearing Ragna's guess, Setuna thought that was all she had. If you don't even try to talk, you won't have sore throats. Only when I try to force myself to speak, does the severe pain run. It hurts so much that I think my throat might break. It's nothing but poisoning in my heart. In other words, I mean, I can't speak, and I guess we should think of it as an external force being applied so that we can't speak.

Thirteen knights use their peculiar abilities. Sid used thunder and Rowfa released an arrow of light. Zexiz created the flames, and Shivula created the tornado. Not surprisingly, some of them had a user of their ability to seal their voices.

Why the voice.

Reason is simple.

It would be to seal the armed summons, as Ragna put it.

Armed summoning requires spinning spells by voice. Without spinning a spell and building a surgical ceremony, we cannot connect the other world to this one. On the contrary, we cannot even speak to the other world. And that's the same thing as Setuna, who doesn't need a spell.

Neither can Setuna activate the armed summons without a voice.

In Setuna's case, somehow it's fine with just one word: armed summons, but even then, it needs to be uttered. If the voice is sealed, the summons is impossible.

That's all I thought about, Setsuna, I got angry.

(Where's the black spear...?

Setuna did not remember sending back the black spear until Sid grabbed her and lost consciousness.

In other words, isn't the black spear managed by the Knights?