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

"Long time no see, Setsuna. My disciple."

Azmaria, with her hips down on the sleeping table, had regrouped her legs exaggerated by deliberately, glancing forward and peeking into Setuna. Setuna shook her head, almost in love with the look of Azmaria she'd seen in a while. Everyone will admit that Azmaria is an extinct beauty, the beauty and intense colorful incense that can captivate not only heterosexuality but even same-sex, seems unlikely to hold for the women around Setuna. It's like magic. She has so much charm that she thinks that if she is taken in by the magic, she will have to become a submissive servant at the end of the day.

Sometimes I'm just afraid of demons.

"I'm not going to be your apprentice."

"You must have been here. For your convenience."

"I forgot."

Setuna remembered being told by her, though she did. When I first met Faria, I lied about the disciples of Azmaria and so forth as a pretext to escape her pursuit. I don't know how Azmaria found out about that fact, and I admire how so-so much she remembered it.

"Don't forget. It's important. It's an important word, at least, to show my relationship with you."

"You're not. If it's convenient."

"Hmm. Exactly."

Be careful not to be drunk by her atmosphere while giving Azmaria a slightly more convincing shoulder watermark. And for the sake of restraint, ask in a strong tone.

"What are you doing here? Have you come to stir me up again? To laugh."

"What's the point of doing that"

Azmaria is laughing. It was like I was enjoying Setuna's reaction.

"That's you. Not in me."

"That's a lot to hate."

When I clasped my shoulders, my feelings and chest were emphasized, but so there was nothing to say.

"You don't feel like you hate me."

"Never cared"

"Right."

That would be, Setsuna thought. If Azmaria was someone else's emotionally sensitive, caring kind of person, things would have been simpler. But it didn't. Because she is a person who has never known the feelings of others or anything else, and she doesn't feel blamed for trampling the feelings of others either.

"So, if you're not here to incite me, what the hell?

I'm just here to see you.

Hot, I say.

With that compelling voice felt like magic itself, Setsuna narrowed her eyes. Try not to listen, or you may be ruled deep in your heart.

"You don't have to come. I don't even want to see you."

"You're so cruel to the benefactor of your life."

"Who?"

"If I hadn't given you Ragna, you'd be dead."

"... you mean that"

"What else is there?"

She shrugs her shoulders again.

Behind Setuna's brain came the end of Ragna. Ragna was, indeed, equal to a gift from Azmaria. A birthday a year ago, a flying dragon from Azmaria, that's Ragna. Shortly after the fierce struggle and the hard destruction, Ragna became a small flying dragon and was reincarnated, becoming Setuna's servant. Then about a year later, Ragna burned her life and used magic to protect Setuna. That was about six months ago.

Azmaria seemed to know that too.

"Ragna gave it only to save your life. There is no other role. If you ever come into contact with them, you will be hostile. That is what I have judged. And what was not wrong with that decision? You and their values have rebelled and become hostile. They don't condone the enemy. What stands in the way of salvation tries to eliminate, even with the power of God. That's them."

"What kind of relationship do you have with the thirteenth knight?"

"What kind of relationship, do you care?

"Oh, you care. And who you are."

"Heh heh... glad to hear it. I didn't know you were interested in me."

"You summoned me. There's no way I wouldn't be interested."

"I mean cute"

"What the fuck?"

"Nothing."

I don't care about Setsuna for that attitude of laughing funny, but I'm sure it's an emotion she doesn't understand. Azmaria was such a thoroughbred, incomprehensible thing to say and do.

"Let's get back to it. That was between me and the thirteen knights."

"Oh."

"You told me that I was moving for a purpose. I summoned you and Quong to save this world from irrational forces. Before that, so was Merricus-Aslalia. All my summonses are for the sake of this world. I forbid any other summons."

Is that true?

"Summoning it senselessly could result in forgiving the invasion of this world by another world. Look at the status quo. You do not know how many nail marks the unplanned summons of Holy Miendia left in this world, confusing, terrorizing and desperate one."

"The Imperial Devil..."

Indeed, the presence of the Imperial Demon was nothing but vicious to every inhabitant of this continent. I don't even have to think about how much the existence of the other world, the Imperial Demon, affects this world. Natural enemies of mankind. If it had not been for the presence of the Imperial Devil, it would not have been possible for all the cities to be surrounded by walls. That's how vicious the Imperial Devil is.

"The Imperial Devil is not the only one. Gods - the Emperor God has also been a factor in confusing the world"

"Emperor God..."

"Mivula, the Knights god you would have encountered, is also a pillar of the Emperor God. But because Mivula rebelled against Miendia, it was sealed."

"But Mivula wouldn't be doing anything to fuel the mess, would she?

"I don't know about that."

She tilts her neck. Long hair swayed.

"Mivula is also a god. I'm not human. It is an indisputable fact that its excessive power made it the Knights of Benoagard to tailor it to the strongest army. It's one of the chaos of the world."

"... I see"

That may indeed be the case.

The Knights of Benoagard, led by the Thirteenth Knight, are mighty. If that is the result of God's protection, it is no exaggeration to say that the world of men is disturbed by the interference of Mivula.

"But Mivula is fine. That god is, at least, on the side of man. I'm helping them save humans. The real enemy is somewhere else. No, should I say that we are approaching here"

"We're on the verge of...?

What she says often gets no guidelines. Maybe that's simply because that's the way you talk to me and I'm not good at talking about Setsuna at all irrelevant.

"The Holy King said he summoned countless gods. These gods are collectively referred to as the Imperial Gods. After Miendia's death, the gods who had unleashed their dominion tried to return to the world where they should be at last in their thoughts. But I couldn't return it. Why? Because the summoner Miendia is dead. Naturally."

"Is the principle of summoning magic similar to summoning armed?

When Setuna asked, Azmaria looked a little surprised and then turned to a vivid smile.

"That's right. It's the same as a subpoena. It is extremely difficult to repatriate a summoning weapon other than a summoner. Not to mention that with the technology of summoning magic and so on lost, it's nearly impossible to return the gods to the world they should be"

"So what happened to the gods?

"The gods must have known."

"Did you know?

Again, I wasn't sure what the answer was.

"I, too, finally remember. I can remember. Maybe it's because of you."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the purpose of the gods and my purpose."

The golden eyes of Azmaria seemed to shine stronger than ever.