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

"But I never thought there would be a world like this after death,"

"... there are different worlds, there are gods and demons. It's no wonder there was hell."

That said, I never thought Giselle Court herself, things like heaven and hell would be real. The thought of going to hell if you die is just preparedness, and you don't even think of it as actually going to hell, being judged, etc.

But if you actually fall, it doesn't always seem like a place where the souls of sinners and evil men are just brought to justice. Maybe I just haven't come across a sight like that, or maybe it's a pile of bones on one side around here that's the end of those things.

Gisele Court began his walk through hell with Sonia.

Overhead was closed to dark darkness, and there was no light. Still, I guess what's not invisible is that my eyes are used to this darkness, or that it's not a complete darkness. If it's total darkness, there's nothing you can do where your eyes could have been darkness.

Apparently, bones piled up like mountains are replacing lighting.

I was able to recognize the situation of mountains of bones as far as I could see, because those human and veterinary bones emit pale light. The light emanating from my feet is securing my vision. Otherwise, no matter how much Sonia would have found Gisele Court, etc.

Continue along the mountain path of bones.

Windless, but occasionally heard whispers passed like the sound of the wind, stroking the nerves backwards. Innumerable voices that are neither the resentment of the dead nor the resentment of the dead. Sometimes I thought I was whispered in Gisele Coat's ear, and I was thrown from behind. Sonia is the only one ahead who turned around, and there is no one else.

"What's wrong?

"Don't you hear me?"

"... does it sound like Giselle Court too"

"After all, you can hear me."

Sonia's reaction reveals that the phenomenon of whispering without meaning being heard from there is not just an overthought. I also thought it might be the paranoia created by the perception that I went to hell, but apparently, no.

And when I wondered if those voices pushed over like a tsunami, I made sure the waves pulled and disappeared.

Gisele Court looked at Sonia and resumed the forward movement.

As we went down the bone path, we began to see things with bodies, just like the Giselcoats. Human men and women. It seems that a wide variety of races have nothing to do with this hell, such as dead places and areas. I guess you're actually right. Northerners' distinctive holders of white skin and Southerners can also be seen.

Those with those bodies gave the Giselcoats a glimpse and did not speak up. Some of them were garrisoned with a few, but the presence of the Giselcoats was silent. Do you not want to be involved with others until you die, or do you mean that you should not be involved?

Either way, Gisele Court was just a little relieved to find that we weren't the only ones with special bodies.

That's right, I heard you talking.

"It's late...... ginervi"

"... for a long time, make them wait"

Along the road, a woman, also frayed by pillars assembled with bones, and a man using a large bone instead of a chair, were discussing it. There's no one else around you. Just the two of us watching the bone path. I also glanced at the Gisele Coats, but immediately turned away.

"Your brother's waiting for you."

"... I'm good"

"Out of my way?

"Those two shouldn't go to hell"

"We all go to hell, of course."

"I know, I know."

I guess the conversation was heard clearly because this hell is too quiet. I do not know where there is a difference between what is blending into this world, with one appearance, and what is only the voice and what has been accomplished.

Without knowing, they wandered through hell. Of course, it turns out that there are different sights in a world created of bones as well. Some buildings are like towers and palaces assembled in bones, while others are lakes bordered by bones. Filling the lake was a red liquid, reminiscent of blood. But it doesn't smell of blood, and when you see the dead drinking with their hands, it may not be harmful.

I don't even think there's anything harmful about the body of the dead.

A bridge of bones crosses over a river flowing with red water. When I crossed the bridge, I saw more dead people with bodies. They will see Gisele Court, give way and go away as if they felt something. As we proceeded without knowing what it meant, we encountered a different herd of dead people.

The figure of the dead, armed with bone armor, was nothing more than unusual. He wears armor and helmets made from the processing of the bones of strange creatures, carrying bone shields and also weapons. A bone spear. Some carry bows. Those armed groups nodded and scattered at the instructions of commander-like figures.

The eyes of the commander of the armed group, look here. It was a face I saw. I won't forget. One of the few people who appeared in his dreams more than once and tormented him. One whom he has ordained a mighty enemy.

"Out of the way, get there early"

"... you are"

Gisele Coat narrowed her eyes as she looked at the opponent's brilliant face.

"Nurless......"

Nurless-Ragnahorn had the same smile on his face and looked at Giselcoat.

"Why are you…"

Gisele Court couldn't help but be surprised at a reunion that didn't even come close to her thoughts with Nares-Ragnahorn. Speaking of Nares, he is a Gundhian warrior and a military god who has brought numerous victories to Leongand. As long as Nahless was around, Gandhia was as good a person as he was perceived to be, and Gisellcourt was well aware that the evaluation was not necessarily exaggerated.

That's why I couldn't be vigilant and in action. As long as he's around, conspiracy always fails. That, too, must have been the worst failure I could think of. That's why I couldn't move on to action until his death was revealed. I shouldn't have failed.

"Why, nothing"

He shrugged his shoulders with a smile on his face about what was wrong.

"Because it seems like hell here. There is nothing more reasonable than that before something like me falls."

I don't even do evil.

"As a Gundia warrior, I have taken countless lives. Some of them could have been saved if they wanted to. But for the sake of victory, I cut it off. It's inevitable that you're going to hell."

His cool knobs seemed neater than they had ever been. The body that was eroded by poison and was beginning to snap seems to be even recovering from being released from this world. As Giselcoat lightly felt his body, didn't he also experience a non-poisonous body and even remember joy?

"A warrior's path is a bad man's path. I taught Ein and Allegria hard too."

"The Way of the Bad Guy...... na"

Gisele Court, rebelling his words, smiled bitterly.

"Is there a good man's path in this world?"

There can't even be good people.

Gracia is the closest thing Gisele Court knows to a good man, but just because he's close, he's never a good man. He is the most transparent person of goodness in the Gandhian royal family, and therefore everyone admires her, but that is all. She is no better than another human being.

Nares lay her eyelashes down.

"... let's hope that someone will cut it open in the future. For I and His Majesty's sake had to defile my hands, and forcefully but forcefully move on. I didn't even have time to explore whether there was a path for the good guys."

"You didn't have time..."

"So we had to hurry"

He says.

"As long as I had time, I also explored the path of taking hands with Master Gisele Court."

"... with me, too?

"Regardless."

An unexpected answer, not to say. Rather, it was just as I imagined. Reaction as I thought would be the case with Nares.

"If I had the time of my life, I would have spoken you down and done all I could for the unity of the small group of nations with His Majesty. Unfortunately I do not have time, and as a result, Master Giselcoat, I have taken the means to defeat you."

"... your hand was brilliant."

"It's an honor to keep you complimented."

"You mean it."

"Yes."

Gisele Coat gained only a small amount of satisfaction at the look of a smiling nurse.

"... Then come here"

"Hmm?"

"Everyone's waiting."

"Everybody...?

Gisele Court was concerned about the way in which it was said that it had resulted in the inclusion of nares. What the hell does everyone mean?

"... No way"

He shuddered at the imagination behind his brain. If this is hell and things like ourselves are falling ahead, it's no wonder that many of the people he once involved with fell first.

Following Nares, there was a group of buildings assembled in bones. City of bones. I live, of course, dead. It seemed that the dead, who kept one form, lived normally. Strange sight. If this is the afterlife, isn't it ever bad to die? Makes you think so.

A palace was seen deep in the city of bones. It's a bone palace. It is a building worthy of hell, even majestic. Soldiers armed with bone armor were guarding the bone palace. The soldiers pave the way according to the Nares. Stepping into the palace while being led by Nares, there were figures of soldiers and women. Some of them look familiar. If you look at Gisele Coat, some of them have bowed their heads.

I was led further into the back.

"Ahead."

And, Nares has told me, it was in front of a big door. It's a bone door. I don't know how I made it, but if it's just the ingredients, it's all over there. Maybe it's not even hard as long as you have time. And time is limitless.

This is hell.

Where the dead go.