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

Wings of light exactly what you deserve to call an angel. Beautiful flock of brilliant wings by divine. Ruufa longed for a winged subpoena because her memories of the first time with Gloria are burning vividly. Wings of light overhead the crowd of Imperial Demons. It was like witnessing the descent of an angel, and in that exhilaration and excitement, Ruufa volunteered to disciple her.

Gloria seemed troubled, but she listened to Ruufa, and on top of that, she accepted. There was no lie or exaggeration in her threatening complaint that she was going to have a hell of a day, but she believed that it was only after that hell that angels would descend.

And Ruufa got Silfed Feather.

"imitate me, what shall I do?"

I'm impressed with Gloria's words. But here's what she said too.

"Well, it's easier to teach the same wing type."

That's where Hell's days in the real sense began, but thanks to that, Ruufa has grown to be able to chest with one person as an armed summoner, so there's nothing to say.

That longing is in front of me.

A presence that has radically changed his life.

The wings of Mayr Kelvim's light envelop Ruufa quietly, just calmly. Summoning armed to dominate the atmosphere, manipulate the wind, and storm. Performantly, it can be referred to as the complete superior compatibility of silfed feathers. The number of wings is a manifestation of the power that dominates the atmosphere. Silfed feathers finally take their abilities to the limit and become six wings. In contrast, Mayrkelvim was able to generate dozens of wings depending on Gloria's mental power. Of course, that's not just about the excellent performance of the Mail Kelvim. It's a manifestation of Gloria's excellence as an armed summoner. We don't know if Ruufa can generate the same number of wings if he's equipped with a Mail Kelvim.

You have a different age as an armed summoner. It's just vain by comparison.

(But)

If the number of training fields I've been diving through, I didn't feel like losing. Instead, you should be winning. After a tough, hard battle, I've come this far. Numerous battles. The death battle with the Imperial Demon who has learned the art of armed summoning, the fierce battle with the thirteenth knight, feeds Ruufa.

"I've been trying to figure out a way to beat you"

Left wrapped in the wings of light, Ruufa did not resist. The moment I resist, I know I'll be blown to pieces. So I won't do anything. Just keep drawing on the power of Silfed Feather.

"Ho."

"Master. You are strong. Stronger than anyone I know."

I know Setuna with the black spear in her hand is stronger. But I couldn't imagine the sight of Gloria losing to Setuna. That's about it, the presence of Gloria in Ruufa is huge. There was also the possibility that we would not lose if we actually fought. In combat experience, there is more Gloria than Setuna, and it is often unclear whether Setuna can handle high-speed combat between Gloria and Mailkelvim.

"What can I do to beat you like that"

One reason for Gloria's strength lies, of course, in Mayrkelvim. Mailkervim is a type of subpoena weapon called the wing type and, as a feature of the wing type, has the ability to dominate the atmosphere. You can gain buoyancy and fly by dominating the atmosphere. And using the dominated atmosphere for attacks is also one of the hallmarks of winged subpoena armaments.

Mailkervim is strong because it can increase the number of wings indefinitely. As mentioned earlier, the number of wings greatly affects the dominance of the atmosphere. The greater the number of wings, the stronger the dominance. It is indicative, even if the number of wings is not purely proportional, because the ability of the summoning armed itself is related to the power of the armed summoner.

And I don't have to wonder what Mailkelvim is capable of, Gloria's power.

As a result, an overwhelming difference in dominance has emerged as a difference in fighting power.

"With combat experience, it's impossible to outrun you"

Doesn't make sense, even if you work in small pieces. That said, even if you bump from the front, there's no way you can win. Because the difference in the dominance of the atmosphere wins and loses.

"So what do we do? You admit to losing?

"Admit you lost, and what happens?"

"You just have to come to me. That way I won't have to kill you."

Get down, I guess.

Go down to the military gates of Gisele Court and become an armed summoner under Gisele Court.

If it does, Gisele Court won't try to kill Ruufa. It's not Gisele Court, who doesn't know Ruufa's prowess as an armed summoner. If Ruufa is going to be a self-defeated force, he will let it live. Of course, I'm not a loufa who can accept such a story.

"Unfortunately, I belong to His Majesty Leongand and the Royal Gandhian family. There's no way you can betray your majesty to your own desire for life."

It can be called the life that was ordained from the time of his birth as the two men of Alghazard-Barghazar, the general of Gandia. The human thing of the Balghazar family, fighting for the Gandia royal family, dying for the Gandia royal family. That's everything. And Ruufa became an armed summoner for it. In order to become an armed summoner, he asked Gloria for a mentor.

All to give his life to the Gandhian royal family.

That's why they were born. There's no room for doubt there.

"... nice"

"Yes?"

"I liked that about you. Your purity was dazzling to me. So I made him a disciple and raised him up. When you grew up as a single armed summoner, it was a pleasure. And every time I hear about your work, I cry. You wanted results more than anyone else."

"Master..."

"So spare me. If I add strength here now, you will die. Its flesh can be shattered and scattered, disappearing without a trace. You are held in the arms of Mayr Kelvim."

In fact, countless glowing wings were enveloping Ruufa. Wings of light emanating from the back of Mayr Kelvim. Countless amounts of wings show the awesomeness of the power hidden in Mayrkelvim and his power as Gloria's armed summoner. And more than anything else, beautiful and divine.

Ruufa became a regular user of Silfed Feather because that was the original landscape.

The appearance of Gloria, wrapped around the Mayr Kelvim and descended like an angel, was the beginning of it all. It may not be a bad idea to end up being held at the beginning of it.

"Admit your loss. Do you ever throw your life away?

"... that's not why I'm here."

"I don't know, stop."

"Excuse me, master. I am, it's me. Ruufa Zenon-Bargasar. He's the second son of the Balghazar family, a royal palace summoner, deputy captain and captain of the Lion's Tail."

While staring at the teacher's face, it was the master's face, the face of his immediate superior captain, the face of his aide, the face of his squadron, and the face of his fiancée that passed behind his brain. Regardless, I also think of the face of a dedicated military doctor. Soon, the Lion's Tail was the home of Ruufa's heart. It makes sense. Ruufa was part of The Lion's Tail, so he was able to build on his previous achievements. If I hadn't been in The Lion's Tail, I wouldn't have been in the position I am in right now, and I wouldn't have met Emil either.

So, not that, but The Lion's Tail was important. He was important at the behest of his lords, Leongand and the Gandhian royal family. You can't listen to Gloria even for such a Lion's Tail.

"If you admit to losing here, if you beg for your life, I can't apologize to everyone. It will betray everyone's expectations. You will trample on trust. You are strong. Overwhelming. It's hard work for me to beat you. But that's why you can't give me a gisel coat. You can't betray everyone."

"... but time is up"

"There's still ten seconds left."

"What can you do in those ten seconds?"

Gloria surprises me.

An absolutely favourable situation for Gloria. You think there's nothing Ruufa can do about it. In fact, what can you do? I'm surrounded by wings of light all around me, and I can't take a single physical movement. The time limit is also approaching.

"Right. enough to free up the rest of your powers."

"Things aren't going to change."

"Yes."

"... I don't know"

"You don't get it."

"What are you up to?

"Come on?"

Ruufa gave it back with a deliberate laugh. Sometimes it flows while doing so. Ten seconds left, no longer, close to zero.

Time.

The limits of Silfed Feather Overdrive come. Seventy seconds exactly. Six wings begin to collapse at the same time. Split apart, only a portion of the coat remains. A sense of fatigue strikes me. drain of power to awesome. The recoil to exercising the overdrive is sometime awesome. That would be the case, too.

Ruufa continued to unleash his power only to dominate the atmosphere around him. Admit that the power of the whole body is loose in such a glaring drain. As it is, consciousness is long gone.

"What did you do?

Gloria made her first surprised voice. I see a rush on your face. The teacher has shown so much haste since many years ago, when Ruufa was dying once. That's just the first one, too. After that, no matter how dying she was, Gloria didn't move one eyebrow. I can only remember that because it was so rare for Gloria to change her expression.

"The overdrive time limit has just arrived."

Ruufa turned her extended arm to Gloria's waist and tightened it down disappointingly. The frozen hardness of Mayr Kelvim is no different than it used to be. Gloria noticed that although she resisted it at first, it was pointless.

"It's just that the atmosphere dominated by overdrive has been fogged. If so, falling is a must."

"Why lose buoyancy even in Mail Kelvim?

"Because it ruled so extensively, Master"

"... you mean that"

Gloria seemed to grasp it with a slight description of Ruufa. That would be what I would call a Luufa master. Because Ruufa can instantly imagine thinking, after all, there is nothing else but a master.

"But can you say you won this? If you do fall like this, I will die, but you will die, too?

"... unfortunately, you couldn't find any other way to defeat your master"

Ruufa left herself to the free fall, holding Gloria's body, which she no longer stood up to. High altitude. Time to crash into the ground, still, there is.

"Master, you're too strong."

"I guess..."

Gloria leaked a small, bitter smile. I can't even hear the wind. Completely windless. The atmosphere escapes from the surroundings of Ruufa and Gloria, so you can't even hear the noise or anything.

"I am strong. That's true. So much so that you have to be prepared for death before you can outrun me. But you're wasting your life."

"I should have said it. We can't go down to Gisele Court. If it's enough to go down, you better die."

"Stupid apprentice."

(Although, of course, I'm not thinking about anything)

I don't know if it's going to work.

Depends on your luck, something like that.

Falling doesn't know where to stop.