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

I was dreaming.

In her dreams, she was laughing.

No, maybe he was crying.

Subtle dreams.

Strange dreams.

Fun, happy, but somehow sad, lonely dreams.

Dreams.

I forget when I open my lid, such a dream.

(Dreams...)

Linonclair woke up in a blurry thought. The little pain that lingers in your chest makes you recognize the remnants of your dreams. Must have been a hard dream. I can't even remember what kind of dream it was, but I'm sure it was a hard one. Otherwise, there is no way this kind of bitter pain remains. I want to remember, but I can't. Dreams are so vague and disappear so quickly.

I can't lift anything that sinks deep into my memory.

At least not now.

Coming into view are indoors exposed to thin lights, stone ceilings. There is no light on the demonic crystal lamp hanging from an undecorated ceiling. When I wake up on my upper body, I also feel uncomfortable with the stiffness of my sleeping table, questioning the appearance of an unrecognizable ceiling. Everything in my room is different. So I remembered that I hadn't slept in my room for the past two months in the first place. When I went north, when I went back south, I did not camp much. There is only a hard sleeping area.

Think of that as a blur.

Thoughts don't work properly. I don't know anything. It feels like there was a sumptuous feeling in my head. I guess it's because I'm awake. One person is convinced that there is something that really doesn't fall. Uncomfortable. Odd. Everything, it's crazy. Do you just feel that way because you simply can't get your head around it?

"Have you woken up"

When he heard the voice he heard, Linonclair slowly turned his gaze towards you. A clown stands far from his bedroom. A mask to hide the burns in your eye area would make you think so. The first name is certain.

"... you, Hallein?

Halleine-Warsoon. He, the adopted son of White Heaven Battle Commander Barberide-Warsoon, had been drowned by the Barberides, who had not been blessed with their children. He was a gentle, caring boy and also liked Linonclair. Not enough to convince Halberg to love him.

But sometimes I can't solve it.

"How come you're in my room?

When asked, he reacted slightly. I don't know why. And he opens his mouth on the spot.

"... if you become king"

"The King's Order... Your Majesty was commanded, wasn't he?

"Yes."

"Was I? If that's the case, there's no choice."

There is no choice but to have a non-king enter the queen's bedroom. Normally, there shouldn't be. Even the samurai forbid us to enter for no reason. A queen is the king's wife and belongs to the king. There must be no such thing as exposure to defenseless beings other than kings. Therefore, it is forbidden to enter the bedroom, but if it is the royal life, there is no choice.

"Yes."

"... Your Majesty?

Second, I remember.

Your Majesty.

Halberg Ray-Lucion.

Make it King Lucion, her beloved husband. One of my favorites. The most important person in the world. And more importantly, it passed her back of the brain. Thoughts become clearer. Understand why I slept in a stone room that wasn't even my bedroom. This is the fortress of Balsar, and I am at the fortress of Balsar, to meet him.

I met him, to persuade him.

It was to stop the outrage.

"It was. I must speak to His Majesty. Your Majesty must be stopped."

Linonclair was getting off the sleeping table at the same time he remembered. And look indoors to change clothes. Then Hallein opened his mouth with a snack.

"Your Highness..."

"Hallein? What's going on?

Seeing it, he was looking at this one with a tense look. The eye behind the mask tells the story of something. It's like caring for Linonclair's mood. Gentle gaze.

"Hallein?"

"Your Majesty... no more"

"Already? What is it? No way......"

Stunned by what I thought.

"No... no"

You think Halberg has already started fighting Leongando?

Are you saying there was a war between Lucion and Gandia?

"You mustn't. It must not happen. It's funny how His Majesty fights his brother. Isn't that right? Something that has no reason to fight. What's one thing, no"

At least, to Linonclair, I thought so.

Everything was going well.

Ever, ever, from when you feel like it, all the way to today.

Everything should have turned well.

The relationship between Gandhia and Lucion, between Linonclair and Hulberg, even between Hulberg and Leongand, should have worked well.

I am glad to say that the ties between Gandia and Lucion are strong and bonded deeply. For Gandhia, Lución was a country that had to be, and for Lución, Gandhia's greatness was gratifying. Whether Lucion is expanding the national territory in the future or staying the status quo, there is nothing more comforting than Gandia being the back shield. It would mean sending reinforcements for Gandia more than once. Gandhia's expansion route was good for Lucion as well. There was no reason for Lucion to be hostile to Gandia in that sense. There's no point in fighting Leongando either. Rather, fighting means the dissolution of the alliance, and it also means the loss of Gandia's asylum.

It's harmless and unprofitable.

There's no way Halberg, King Lucion, doesn't understand that fact.

Yet why, he persists in fighting Leongando.

Flamboyant.

Because Halberg's words came back to life in his brain.

'To truly gain your love, you have to go beyond that one. That's my supreme proposition.'

Linonclair quickly changed and left the room as he drove Hallein outdoors. Shake off Hallein's stop and run around the fortress. In doing so, the knights of the White Saint Knights joined with each other and became the power of Linonclair. The reason they didn't go out was because they ordered Linonclair's bodyguard. Hulberg cares about Linonclair everywhere. The fact tightens my chest.

What I cherish is that I am the same.

No, rather, I had the pride of thinking more of myself than he did. I love him more than anyone else. That's why Linonclair had to stop him.

The fight has already begun.

A battle that doesn't make any sense, that doesn't make sense.

We have to stop...

Halberg's eyes captured Leongand.

Leongando Ray-Gandia.

The young King of Gandhia had grown so much in the last few years that he could not see before. That was the change that was happening so much that Hulberg felt awed. The loss of one eye engraved severity on the appearance of only beauty, as did the name Lion of the Ship's Eye.

It's not just about appearance.

Confidence overflowing from within was pressurized and released to the outside, and Halberg and others were sometimes unable to see Leongand properly. You've gained so much majesty. Repeated wars and politics must have made him grow into the person King Lion deserves.

(How about me? Leongand)

One step, one step closer again, asks in the chest.

The armor of the silver lion gleamed beneath the sky at dawn. Overhead, the sky is peeking.

(Leongando Ray-Gandia)

When I was mindful, I was the object of admiration.

Admire.

Yes, I admire it.

Ever since I was a kid, Leongand has been an admirable subject for Halberg, and I had no doubt when that would be the only subject to be crossed. You have to go beyond him, it's just another dream of dreams such as getting a girlfriend who loves him.

Dreams.

To fulfill a dream, one lives.

(Have I brought you one step closer?

Kick the earth and approach Leongando.

Get an idea of what's going on around you through the subpoena. There are many enemies, moving. It would be to stop Halberg from approaching, but it's too late. Too late. Hulberg had already caught Leongand in time. Leongando, don't move. As if I had noticed, I kept my sword with me, didn't wander around and looked at this one. Ship's eye. Deep blue eyes are looking at Hulberg. A lookout for the ocean. I guess it's hard to believe that Halberg has gotten this close. It's natural to be stunned. Halberg himself, even surprised. I never thought it would work this far.

(We're close, aren't we?

I hadn't even imagined I could get close to Leongand perfectly so far.

No, I made a lot of sacrifices for that.

Get close, naturally.

I sold everything off, lost everything, and finally got here.

(And now, beyond you)

Hulberg was reaching toward Leongand, holding his sword. Sharp poke aimed at the shoulder. Leongand didn't even try to take the sword. On the contrary, it doesn't even show a bare gesture to avoid. The cutting tip broke through Leongand's shoulder and pierced his shoulder. Leongand's upper body violently rocks.

(Yay -!)

It was when Halberg was convinced of the victory.

Leongand's body collapsed without sound.