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

The sky drifts away.

Blue skies.

Everywhere is wide, everywhere is far away.

seeping blue.

Familiar view.

Look over Gloria's hair. Even if that was the last sight of my life, I didn't mind.

Of course, I didn't mean to die. There's no way I want to die. I was trying to defeat Gloria at all costs and let her survive. But I actually confronted him and it turned out to be close to impossible.

Gloria-Ourelia was strong. He was clearly stronger than Ruufa. I'm not the one who can hit and win from the front. The moment I used the overdrive, I understood. Striking all the abilities of Silfed Feather is no match for her. It was impossible, for example, to overwhelm Mayr Kelvim.

Complete superior compatibility.

There was only one way to defeat it.

He continued to open up all his powers while guiding Gloria. It dominated the atmosphere and continued to expand its dominant area. Regardless, Gloria is also expanding its losing and dominance zone. But Gloria had plenty of room. margin to come from the difference in ability between Mail Kelvim and Silfed Feather. Never been alarmed. It was not alarming that Gloria leaned towards attacking Ruufa. Rather than dominating the atmosphere, he focused the power of Mailkelvim on the attack.

Thanks to that. Thanks to this, Ruufa was injured but succeeded in dominating a wider area of the atmosphere than Gloria. And time has come. Time limit for overdrive. Silfed Feather lost his power and at that moment left the perimeter of Ruufa as if the atmosphere had gone mad. To repel. To disgust, go away. We cannot stop the separation of the atmosphere. Not to anyone. Yes, even to Mail Kelvim.

Whether it's a silphide feather, or a mailkerbim, winged subpoenas can fly because of their ability to dominate the atmosphere. Dominate the atmosphere, manipulate the wind, gain buoyancy. It also flies by turning the force of the wind into a propulsion force to advance. In order to fly freely around the sky, the atmosphere must be dominated and successfully manipulated.

Without the atmosphere, flying in the sky is foolish, and there is no way we can maintain altitude, etc.

As a result, it will have to fall.

Free fall from high altitudes.

If you can beat it to the ground, both Ruufa and Gloria will be scattered unbroken and will be made into meat chunks. When it comes to armed summoners, flesh is just like flesh. Even if he had tough flesh, superhuman motion vision, and combat capability, there's no way he could have just crashed into the ground from above. There's no chance of taking a life.

Just die.

"Well, fine."

"Master?"

"My loss, Ruufa"

Gloria smiled refreshingly.

I didn't know you were going to kill me until you threw your life out.

"Because there is no other way to defeat the Master than this"

Ruufa laughed back. I knew from the time I was hostile that I was someone I couldn't defeat without risking my life. No, long before that, that's what I knew when I was able to master and understand the power of my master. Regardless, at that time, I never dreamed that I was really going to defeat you with my life, and I didn't believe such a day could come.

"Besides, you're one worth risking your life to beat."

"... not at all"

Ruufa felt weird when her hair was scratched to a sneeze. Has the master ever done that to you?

"You're a real fool, you are. Nothing has changed since long ago."

"Really?"

"Oh. As it was then."

Gloria's bluff is sweet.

(But I am)

Face up. To the earth. The earth is imminent. There is no sound. But he didn't miss a change on the plains that looked forward. A crack ran upon the earth, and fell. Ruufa rejoiced. The ground is right in front of you...

(Coming......!

At the next moment, the shock was piercing through Ruufa's entire body. In tremendous pain, my vision changes dramatically. It's being blown away. Towards heaven, it is launched. I saw the feathers of light scattered. Countless feathers dance and dance, rambling with momentum that fills their sights.

"Is this...!?

Listening to a voice similar to Gloria's scream, Ruufa extended her right arm. Like myself, I grab Gloria's hand, which can be launched into a shockwave bouncing off the ground. Because when the shock wave was knocked out, they let it go. Attract and turn your body around. Gloria down, falling. The moment he clashed to the ground, Gloria's groaning voice stabbed Ruufa in the ear. The impact of a collision on the ground is, however, far more gentle than falling from high altitudes and not enough to shatter the human body.

The shockwaves that have bounced off the earth have slowed Ruufa and Gloria down extremely fast.

Nevertheless, Ruufa was also aggrieved by the kind of pain that hit her whole body so hard that she had to fall over Gloria's body. Gloria is the one who has been devastated all over his body. Gloria groaned.

"You... were after this"

"Yes."

Ruufa just felt sorry for Gloria's voice, which seemed really painful. Lift your torso with a paralyzing arm and move from above Gloria. Even so, I just fell asleep on the ground directly next to it. On his back he saw countless feathers of light, dancing with sand and dust in the sky spreading overhead. It was a fantastic sight.

"I didn't know if it would work. But apparently, it worked. Thanks to my master for giving up."

It was the result of Gloria's acceptance of death. If she hadn't given up until the end, it's likely she would have been reversed at the end.

The moment the shockwave that bounced through the earth pierced both of us, getting wind didn't mean we couldn't. Of course, it's a flash of events. If you can't react instantly, it doesn't make sense.

"... I just thought you could have died."

"Master?"

"It's a boring life, with no dreams, no hope. If you want to end up in the arms of your beloved disciple, that's fine. That's what I thought...... I didn't know you'd get out"

"Master..."

Ruufa didn't know what to say. I couldn't even imagine Gloria making such a moan. A boring life with no dreams or hopes. I can't believe you think you're living that life. Because as an armed summoner, I thought it was something that was singing about my life.

"Ruufa, you win. Kill him now, and your victory will be confirmed."

Looking sideways, Gloria and I met eye to eye. In my eyes, I have a vision of giving up.

"Master. Will you surrender?

"... what?

"I'm not far from my master yet. Master will be far superior in skill as an armed summoner and in strength as a combatant."

"Ha... well said"

Gloria grinned.

"It just sounds disgusting."

"I want to brush my arms more as an armed summoner. A master would make me strong, wouldn't he?

"Don't take it for granted."

She gave a good look when she had to laugh.

"You're strong enough. I said it. Definitely."

"But"

Gloria shook her head as Ruufa ate down. What a nostalgia for every such master's trick.

"... ok, ok. Let's do what you say. Losers follow winners. From now on, I will live for you."

"... is that okay with you?

"Which one is it?"

"Uh."

"I don't even know if you're a good cousin. I was subordinate to Uncle Gisellcourt because of the call of my master Maxwell-Alkiel. My duty to my mentor was fulfilled. The uncle had nothing to do with it. I worked for my salary. Besides, we lost. Whatever the loser does to the winner, Giselle Court is nothing."

Ruufa said nothing to the words Gloria had slowly said. The loser follows the winner. That is the lesson of the world. It can be called a code that goes on for centuries in the warring world. Winners are the absolute reason, and there can be no such thing as words to speak to losers. When it comes to winners dying, they have to die, and even if they do, they have to move as the winner thinks. If you don't like being what the winner thinks you are, you had nothing but to turn down your life from scratch. And you won't have the right to blame Gloria for not harming herself on Giselle Court.

We lost.

But you can't move right now.

"Me too."

"Let's take a break for a while"

"Yes."

"It's an old story."

Ruufa looked at the blue sky, listening to Gloria's somewhere refreshing voice.

Mardar on the battlefield is far away. Too far away, if you crawl but try to get close, the sun will set. It was as far away as that. I was concerned about the war situation, but there was nothing I could do. The force was exhausting, and he hit his whole body hard, unable to move properly.

Ruufa prayed that the Battle of Mardar would end in a PLA victory.

I did my part.

Gloria's destruction.

This drastically reduced Maldar's fighting power.

At least Gloria is much stronger than the other two armed summoners. Much more than Asla-Bunel, Oura-Magnis.

Miliu and Faria have nothing to worry about.

Ruufa thought so and closed her eyes. Drainage and fatigue are causing drowsiness.

"What's up, Faria? Oh, my God!

It's the fists of the sand that go in like a blast. Like a giant - no, a fist of sand, many times more gigantic than a giant, strikes as Oura-Magnis gestures.

I know it's Earthlaker's ability, but Faria didn't know how to attack like this. Given the failure to show off in the Kruselk War, it must be a knitted ability since the Kruselk War. I don't know if it's the same time as the Aurora Storm measures.

(Not yet)

Faria told him in her chest as she jumped out loud and dodged the giant fist of sand. I immediately regain the shape of my fist when I wondered if the fist that clashed on the ground had become sand and scattered. It's sand. It has no shape and plays quickly even if it breaks. Besides, this one has no means of destroying it. Thunder strikes are only foggy in the area created by Oura, and Crystal Bits cannot be used. That said, I just punched him in the Aurora Storm, and it doesn't mean anything. I'll break my fist, so I'll do my best.

Besides, troublesome, the sand fist was not one. Your right hand and your left hand, two fists, will follow.

Falia, spiteful of them, is looking at the opportunity to attack, but Oura didn't see any gaps.