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

"That's right. I'm what you want."

The impostor, who looked like Setuna, opened his mouth, holding a black spear.

"It's all you wanted. That's what you wanted. You asked for me. That's why I'm here. It exists just to protect you."

His words sounded like Setuna's very words. It's Setsuna's voice. The emotions and thoughts put into it also illuminate like Setuna's. Even if he refused to be a phony, even if he knew he could never be real or get it. So Sheila gets upset.

"I wanted..."

Strengthen the power of gripping the pattern by reducing the tremor in your hands.

"What did I want? What..."

Even if you step in and slap an axe spear, it will be easily accepted with a black spear. A clash between Heart of Beast and Chaos Bringer scattered sparks. Never mind, scream.

"He wanted it!

"Listen, don't you get it?

The fake face you see up close was still Setuna itself, no matter where you look. It looks too much like it, creating the illusion that it might be confronting the real Setuna. Its full of mercy is something very different from the usual Setuna, but it doesn't mean Setuna doesn't give that look.

"You wanted me."

"... Huh!

"You only want me to be protected. At the bottom of my heart. In the deepest part of consciousness. Deep in my soul."

"You're kidding me!

Slap the axe spear a few more degrees. but it was all taken lightly with a black spear pattern, and each time a tall metal noise rang. The look on the boy's face in front of him is as calm as ever, gentle everywhere. I feel inclusive. There was even a feeling that it was just wrapped up right now. I shake the spear that I have to take that situation off somehow, but the imposter has stepped in and I can't shake it down. A fake hand grabbed the Heart of Beast pattern. And it brings my face closer to the very closest distance.

"Who said that... who...!

"Put your hands on your chest and think about it. What do you really want? What do you wish for, what do you pray for, what do you crave, and what do you want? You'll find out soon enough."

The whispering voice is too sweet and tender. It's Setuna. Sheila knows Setsuna very well. The upset spreads.

Setuna is originally a gentle boy to others. That's what Sheila recognizes. I don't know much about the kindness of it from what I usually say and do, but if I observe it carefully, I can see that he cares so much for one of his surroundings. In the first place, because Setuna is fighting powdering herself, it is no exaggeration for every one around her once in a while. I don't even hate to bleed for anyone but myself, there was no way he wasn't nice.

That's why Sheila can entrust everything to him.

"That's why you're still alive."

"In Setsuna's face, in Setsuna's mouth, in Setsuna's voice... don't mean the wind I found out!

Twist the axe spear, shake off your opponent's hand and jump back. You have to take a distance. If we don't distance ourselves and don't look at Setuna's face, we won't be able to contain the upset. Even if you knew you were a phony, or were sure you weren't real, looking at that look and trick, you could be under the illusion that you were Setuna herself.

Assuming this imposter was born by Sheila's wishes, there's no way Sheila won't be drawn in. Because that's where Sheila wants Setuna.

"No, I said it. This is what you want again."

"What...!

"You want me to rule you."

"Become...!?

I guess I was stunned because I had that feeling somewhere in my mind. Understand that fact and be unnecessarily shocked.

"It's just me, too."

"Ridiculous...!

"So think about it. You'll know what you've been thinking, if you remember. Look what you've put up with today and what you've put up with. How did you decide to live with me?

The word the impostor pokes at me pierces my chest. I get shot out, I can't even breathe.

"It would be unnatural. Abard, to take responsibility for the unrest? That's ridiculous. Isn't that just an escape? I didn't do anything. I would have just pushed trouble on others and quit being a royal person to fulfill my thoughts"

The tone is spicy, but if you look at his face, you can tell he's caring about Sheila. The severity of kindness, I wonder. And does that mean you want Setuna to take such an attitude somewhere in your mind?

"If you don't, you're on my side, because you can't."

"... oh. Right."

Quiet, admit it.

Tell them as they rebuild the Heart of Beast and make an arrangement with the other person.

"You're right. Not at all, I can't argue with you. That's right. It has to be for another reason. But you don't have a choice. What else am I supposed to do? What did I do? I've ruined Abard's country. What should I have done... what should I do..."

"... so he snapped at me. By clinging to me, I was able to distract myself from the reality in front of me. If you hadn't, you wouldn't have lived. I don't have a choice. You're not bad. The bad news is they tried to use you."

"... is that the word I wanted too"

"It will."

He says, "It's obvious." I guess that merciful look and trick is also what Sheila wants from Setuna. I want you to know. I want you to wrap it up. I want you to stay on my side. I just want you to look at yourself - I think so somewhere in my heart.

"Correctly, it's my response you want. You want me to protect you?

"Are you saying that I... want to be protected by Setuna"

"Can you deny it?

He says. The fake man in the same shape as Setsuna comes with a gentle voice, a gentle expression. Sheila is flabbergasted by the reality that she wants such a setuna. But I couldn't possibly deny that such thoughts were in me. Abard, the fold of infiltration, the time I spent with Setuna, is extraordinary without this, and no one knows as much as she does how sweet it is to be protected by him. As it was, I wanted to stay as his wife. The thought may have created the imposter in front of you.

Sheila put another effort into her hand holding the axe spear. The opponent doesn't even have a black spear.

"... maybe I can't"

"I would. You just have to be honest. Honestly accept and acknowledge your true intentions. That way, I can live happily ever after. Live with me."

"... oh"

Nod, step in.

"I'll live with Setuna. That's what I decided."

The tip of the protruding axe spear is bounced into the black spear, but he penetrates it without care, waving his torso with an axe spear flowing to his left. It is easily accepted in a pattern, but it packs more room and bumps into each body.

But that's not you.

Did Fake Setuna hate hitting her body or flew behind her? Sheila wields a spear, flies and chases.

"Setuna I want. Then you can't."

"Then why did you want me?

A blow to the body that swung down with the landing is also easily taken, but Sheila didn't mind. Keeping the axe spear tapped, kick the empty belly. The weight riding kick also fluttered the servant Setuna. No watermark, pay your feet, aim for a fall. But the impostor jumped on the spot and sent his foot payment. But that was what Sheila was after. Humans cannot move around freely in the air.

"Wishes are just aspirations"

Pierce the chest of a fake setuna with a Heart of Beast cut. Excellent response. Of course, it doesn't feel good. Sheila wanted Setsuna herself. As Sheila wanted, he died, with a gentle look on his face.

"There's no point in that. You were there, too. Escape."

I see the fake body dissolve in the void and disappear as I continue to speak to someone I no longer even hear. I was relieved that there were no remains. No matter how fake you are, seeing Setuna's remains is too uncomfortable.

I'm not running anymore.

Sheila grabbed the Heart of Beast and told her who she was.

Perhaps it was a joy to be able to face my true intentions.

With such thoughts.