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

Kernall is located southeast of Gandia.

It should have meant a shining plateau in ancient language, but as its name suggests, the vast majority of Kernnol was in the plateau area. There is also a land pattern, which has long nurtured military horses used by the Gandhian army, and Giselcoat has taken on the nurturing of military horses with one hand since it was entrusted to Kernnol's consul. Currently, the bulk of the military horses used by the Gandia side were from Kernnol, and the surrounding countries wanted so much about the virtues of Kernnol's horses that they could get their hands off their throats too.

That's all horses are. It can be a negotiating material, as well as a motive to have negotiations.

Maybe Gisele Court thought about it because it was time to reflect on her life.

I mean, death is near.

Death is imminent.

He grinned bitterly at the expression of his face in the window. I don't feel the fate of death looming in front of me. Perhaps I should say that the heart I feel is dead at last.

Two years ago, on that day, the mind died, and the flesh only came out of its shell and fruition to death.

Outside the window is darkness.

Darkness at night.

The plateau, shining in the light of the sun, also has to sink into the shadows before the darkness of the night, which devours everything. Of course, there's no such thing as the military horses walking on the plateau. Night. The night of May 3, five hundred and three of the continental calendar. When Gandion, the king's capital, was recaptured, and he lost all his power, he fled back to Kernall's place.

No matter, not to survive.

"If you're back, you're back. You just have to give me a word."

Turning to a low voice, an old man in long clothes almost entered the room. Maxwe-Alkiel. A gesture that doesn't make you feel old reminds you that he will not fail to train as an armed summoner right now. He's just not as strong as the whole season, but he's got enough strength to beat a young man. And his spiritual strength, which he has been working out for years, will have reached an extreme that will never be reached by those young people. The dull glow of his fallen eyes indicates that he is still active.

"Oh, you did"

Gisele Court turned back to him and stepped away from the window. Large indoor. The light of the demonic crystal lamp is pouring down from the ceiling, illuminating the conditioner.

"But speaking to you in a state of shame, thank you."

"Say what"

Maxwell, without even laughing, pulled the chair closer and lowered his back.

"Living is no shame. If I'm ashamed to try to live, I'm a shame again."

"That's not true. I am defeated and here I am. You should be different."

"No... it's the same"

Maxwell shook his head and looked at this one again. There is bitter remorse in his expression.

"I also lost. It was defeated by the demon cave of power called Lyohan, and it fell to the earth. I've lived to this day to sneak shame. Thanks to you, Uncle."

"… it is I who thank you"

Gisele Court lowered his back to Maxwell's opposite chair. With him, I wanted to have time to discuss it carefully now.

"Thanks to you, I have been able to fight fully. I could have fought through it."

"... are you satisfied?

"A little, there will remain dissatisfaction, but it will be enough. I did all I could."

A challenge to Leongando, a challenge to Gandia.

The challenge ended in failure, but an individual named Giselcoat was able to divide the country in two and create chaos. An individual. The power of the individual created a situation that divided the country enough. It's not something anyone can imitate. At least, something like Giselle Court won't show up in this country in the future. This is true even if we look back on our previous history.

Without being as powerful as a king, there can be no such thing as an individual to disrupt the country.

With the help of individuals, we were able to create enough forces to divide the country. He controlled the royal palace, he controlled the king's capital, he controlled the mainland, he even controlled the Logner side, and he was about to exert his power over even the Zalwarn side. Almost there. With a little more time, even Zalwarn could have fallen into his hands. And in that case, we could have fought more against the Leongand-led army as well. I'm talking about possibilities. Even if we could have dropped Zalwarn, the results wouldn't have changed.

Gisele Court was defeated from the beginning.

By the measures of Nahles-Ragnahorn, by the measures of the ghost, he was in the midst of defeat. I was carefully prepared to end up failing no matter what I scratched. Two fangs were eating up Gisele Court's throat: Deion-Hawklow and Elius-Logner. Even if Gisele Court had control of the Zalwarn side, and had an advantage over the Leongan army, the Lion's Palace would have fallen, depending on the mood of Elius and Deion. At least, all Gisele Court endorsers would have been killed, and if Gisele Court had withdrawn from the king's capital, he would have lost his temper at that point.

However, neither Deion nor Elius moved quickly this time. I guess I kept waiting for the most effective moment. He believed in Leongand's victory. He kept believing that Leongand would defeat the Giselcoat army and flesh to the king's capital. And that's when you must have thought it was time to stick your fangs out on Gisele Court.

In fact, it became true.

Gisellcourt had to abandon the king's capital by the betrayal of Deion and Elius. Cutting through that place is not difficult in itself. Sonia-Rendahl would have been able to wipe out Deion and the others by himself, but that doesn't make sense. The Leongands will be here soon. We will have to abandon the King's Capital anyway.

Then there is no need to commit such foolishness as killing Deion.

Deion is a competent general. It was a necessary talent for Gandia in the future. At least that's what Gisele Court saw, and Leongand would appreciate it.

There was no need to cloud Gandhia's future until he scratched his bad foot more than he found out that the conspiracy would end in failure. I didn't commit a conspiracy to do that. I didn't rebel. I didn't fight.

"I fought as I wished, and I lost in full. What more do you want? There's nothing left to say. All that's left is the end of us."

Conspiracy against Leongando.

That's what Gisele Court wanted.

Only challenging Leongando is his wish, and more than losing it, he can't think about scratching, posturing, exposing himself to ugliness, etc. I lost all my strength, and so did my child. All you have to lose is your own life, and nothing else. That's how I think.

"I came back here for that," he said.

"Yeah, you can decide where you want to die."

The royal palace, that didn't want the throne room to be a place of death either. It is no more than an act of profanity to the blood of the royal family, such as profanity between the thrones.

"... Indeed"

Maxwell sighed deeply. And I'm going to say something unexpected.

"But then I shall be in trouble"

"Why?

"Can't I repay you, then?"

"Give back, etc..."

Gisele Court stuck her throat in unexpected words. I had no idea Maxwell was going to say that.

"For more than a decade I have been in your care. He was taking care of an old man who just kept researching his surgery without benefit. Don't ask anything, don't ask for anything, don't wish anything. He just got me a place. I could never have been more grateful. I was able to do a full study of the technique."

"That's a buy. I asked you only as much as I asked. I guess so. My son Zelbard was able to become an armed summoner thanks to his mentoring to you."

"It was also just a consistency of research"

Maxwell tells me with a reluctant look. It's as if that's true. But actually, it shouldn't be. Teaching the study of the technique and the art of armed summons is something completely different. Teaching skill from scratch to an amateur who knows nothing is not something that can be done in one hassle. We need to devote some time to the study of surgery. Although it is part of the study. But Gisele Court never argued with him about it. Admitted, I tell you.

"Still, for Zelbard, it doesn't change that you're an armed subpoena master."

"… what happened to the disciple, Lord Zelbard"

Maxwell's expression, which he had asked so, was not of a human being who cared about his disciple, who taught him so much to one hassle of surgical research.

"Assault on enemy lines, splashed with glory," he said.

"That Lord Zelbard... Really?"

Giselcoat also only knows about Zelbard's death in the story. But the story was a lie, and I didn't very much think Zelbard was still alive somewhere. Zelbard had no obsession with the world. He was even like a child who would be shook up if he didn't feel alive.

He wanted a place to die.

"That kid died like he wanted to, because you gave him strength. If she hadn't been armed, she wouldn't have been able to scatter like Hua."

Are you thanking my son for his death?

"Yes."

If I could have thanked him for that place of death that he kept asking for, I would not have liked it. All the more so if he could fight as much as he thinks he can. If he died a warrior, he'd be looking forward to it.

"It is the desolation of the world that you cannot choose the place of death or the place of death. How wonderful it is to have died as you wish in that."

"... I don't think death is great, etc."

"Death, per se, I suppose,"

Gisele Court did not deny Maxwell's opinion. That's one way of thinking.

"If you're going to die anyway, you should die the way you want, the way you want,"

"Hmm..."

Maxwell glanced down at this one with a dull, glowing eye when he stood up, largely.

"If so, I will die as I wish."

"... what are you thinking?

"I'm going to show you the amalgamation of the last 20 years."

"Twenty years of agglomeration......?

Twenty years, before Gisele Court met him. It was more than twenty years ago that he descended from Lyohan and began to wander.

"And I will destroy the Gandian army and give you victory."

"Victory..."

Maxwell-Alkiel's eyes were suspiciously brilliant.