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

"Everything emits its edge five hundred years ago"

Azmaria said.

Five hundred years ago.

The continental calendar began about five hundred years ago. And that is also when a certain historical incident occurs.

"Five hundred years ago... the Holy Emperor"

"Yes. Death of Saint Emperor Miendia. That triggered it all. The death of the Holy Emperor Miendia splattered the continent united by the Holy Emperor"

"That was a big break."

Saint Emperor Miendia Raegnus-Wargrain made the continent one united nation. It was also the story of Miendia that made the language common to one, and that it was currently the influence of a united nation that did not inconvenience the countries of the continent. But it was only for a few moments that a united nation functioned, and the times change into instant disintegration by the death of the Holy King, into a warring nation turmoil caused by great division.

"Countless countries emerged from a united nation that was split apart by great division. The earliest of these gained power and so much power as to quadruple the continent were the Vashtarian Community, the Zaion Empire and the Kingdom of the Holy Deal. You know that."

"Oh."

Just nod.

The three countries, organizations, known as the three major forces of the continent, are also the culprits who created this desperate status quo.

"But I've never imagined why those three countries could have built so much power."

"Isn't it simply because you were empowered faster than the rest of the country?

That is what is known as a historical fact. He said he was able to expand his forces at an accelerating pace because he was able to create them ahead of time. If we overlap enlargement and become beyond the reach of other forces, the rest is on the way to enlargement. Setsuna imagines that the enemy is gone, as if it were Gandhia.

"I wish it was that simple, but the facts are not. Behind the three forces is God"

"God..."

"Vashtara, the god Vashtara believes in, the god of Zaion, the god of Deal, are all emperor gods. These are the gods summoned by the Holy King."

"... what do you want?"

"The construction of the three forces, the centuries-old equilibrium between the three forces, and the formation and abandonment of the small group of nations are all what the gods intended."

"Everything... everything was what the gods thought it was?

It's only natural that Setuna was filled with feelings of impotence.

Five hundred years of the continent's history has been spinning by the thoughts of the gods, that they are about to be ravaged by the thoughts of the gods. Leongando's dream of small group unity, as well as the numerous ambitions and desires scattered throughout the small group of nations, were all but dancing on the palms of the gods.

On top of that, it is about to be destroyed by the thoughts of the gods.

There is no salvation.

"The gods found out about the covenant. The Holy King and the promise of this world."

That word of Azmaria was not an answer to Setuna's question, but it was a dialogue of concern.

"Promise?"

"The Holy King promised this world. Someday you will be resurrected."

"Promising a resurrection... hence the Holy King is a human being, isn't he?

I still don't think a reincarnated dragon Ragna can resurrect just a human being. Of course, we know that the Holy King had tremendous power. Even if you don't recall the visions, you have the power not to be immortal enough to cast an immortal curse on the Sixth General. That's not why I'm convinced.

"He's just a man, but he's also a blessed man of the gods. It is also a change in the jurisprudence of the world. It is no wonder that this promise to the world has become a spell and this world itself has become a ritual for summoning the Holy King."

"The world itself is a surgical ceremony..."

I have to be stunned by the magnitude of the story.

If the power of the Holy King is enough to affect the world itself, it must be said that it is beyond people's knowledge. It's uninterrupted and unimaginable.

"You're human enough to summon gods from so many different worlds. That's not strange to be able to do that. Now the power of summons is filling the land."

"In this land...?

Staring into his golden eyes, Setuna admitted that her heart sounded loud. Is that what the purpose of the three main forces was to be mainland Gandia? Bad imagination tightens my chest.

"... that's what it is"

"That's it, don't you see? The gods who created the three forces are ravaging a small group of nations to complete the ritual of the Summoning of the Holy King."

"Oh no..."

"Why do you do that now? Shouldn't we have acted faster? Is that what you think? But there is a clear answer to that question."

Azmaria spins her words like a spell, with a chilling voice that freezes. It's like a line of spirits cursing Setuna's fate.

"To date, the gods have acted in such a manner. Why is that? Because even if the ritual of the Summoning of the Holy King is completed, the point of summons is unknown and meaningless. The gods want to return to the world that should be by the power of the Holy King who summoned them. That's why we needed to identify the subpoena."

Azmaria had decided that the art of the resurrection of the Holy King was no longer incorporated into the world. I guess there's some certainty in her. A voice whose words have no precipitation and cannot shake, is truly imminent. That's understandable, so Setuna gets cornered.

"That's the promised land for the gods."

"No way...... I guess it's not where the Holy King was killed!

"It will be. Because that's where the Holy King made his covenant."

"… so the three forces are aiming for the land"

The reasons why the three major forces are aiming for mainland Gandhia were confirmed by this.

Ruins that sleep deep beneath the Gandia mainland basement. It must be during that second layer and altar that it means the land of the Summoning of the Holy King.

"Then you're on your own. Summon the Holy King on your own, and return to me on your own. If that's what you want, come on!

Setuna, holding her head by accident, shouted.

"If that's all it takes, you don't even have to bother to stop it. Blood flows, but if the gods are to return to the world where they should be, the world will sooner or later normalize. Instead, I can say it's desirable. But it won't."

"What do you got?"

Increase your gaze. Azmaria's troubles are always cold.

"If the Holy King is summoned, this world can't just be"

"Why not?"

"The Holy King will avenge the world"

"Revenge? Why?"

When Setuna questioned, Azmaria seemed frightened.

"Do you know why the Holy King died?

"You were murdered by the Sixth Admiral of the Holy King."

Flashly, say.

I don't know what happened.

However, Setuna is witnessing the sight of the moment when the Holy King and the Sixth Generals are hostile and, as a result, kill each other. I can't be sure that's true, but I just have to believe that's all, beyond the lack of any other information.

"That's right. And you must try to fulfill that grudge. As a result, the world will perish."

"This is ridiculous."

Setsuna turned into a rugged face. If only revenge on the Holy King Six would still be possible, it was strange to think that it would extend to the world. I don't understand.

"You mean destroy the world for revenge like that? The Holy King? What's the point?"

"It doesn't make any sense. It's just revenge. To those who betrayed themselves. For that reason, the Holy King cursed the Sixth General. It seems like we will live forever until then when vengeance is fulfilled. And when he is resurrected, he will also deny a world that has avenged and blessed the Sixth Generals"

"No... no"

After all, it's not a believable story. but there are also no deniable elements. I see no need for Azmaria to lie. The story is too unnatural when it comes to the fiction that Azmaria is trying to use Setuna for some purpose and spinning it up for it. Perhaps it is because it is inexplicable that it is truly imminent.

She said.

"So here I am"

"... what the hell are you? How do you know that? Griff himself forgot about the Holy King and the Sixth General. Not even Ragna..."

Memories about the Holy King were obscure. Neither could Miliu extract the Holy King's information from Levia's memory. Why does Azmaria know about the Holy King?

"It is also the curse of the Holy King. On his death, the Holy King cursed the world itself. It distorted the memory about me and distorted the memory of the world itself. That's all he had."

Tens of thousands of years of living reincarnated dragons, and six generals who have fought out with the Holy King.

"I was born in this world to destroy the Holy King"

"The irrational thing you were saying was about the Holy King..."

"That's right. I finally remembered."

She looked down at Setuna as she rose from her bedroom. Red lotus hair swings like a burning flame and descends on Setuna. No, it's not even the kind of distance I'd actually touch. But to the point of such a feeling, the power of Azmaria was remarkable, and Setuna feared her for the first time then.

"All that I have ever accomplished was to gain the power to destroy the Holy King. I have knitted, taught and spread the art of armed summons, and I hope that one day the power of armed summons will emerge to defeat even the Holy King. The summons of Quong and you made it useless, but it shouldn't have been in vain. The spread of armed subpoenas made you a complete black spear."

Azmaria's dialogue led Setuna to find out that she had grasped the truth of the black spear.

"You're acting to save the world from irrationality."

"Oh."

"You're not lying about that word."

"Oh."

"Then I want this situation now."

"You can't do that."

He was instantly denied on top of being broken in, and Setuna had no choice but to put an end to it.

I just have to listen to Azmaria.

"We cannot stop the three major forces. Is there any way to stop the army moving according to the will of God? They even dye this earth in blood, without even knowing why they fight, that they are God's use. I can't even imagine a struggle becoming a spell, blood becoming magic, building a surgical ceremony, etc. And I told you, I don't believe you. Their Lord is man."

"There's nothing I can do..."

"It's too late. The technique has been spinning for hundreds of years."

"For hundreds of years...?

"It's like a curse placed on the very norm of a small group of nations. The struggle and blood generated by the skirmishes in the small group of nations continued to build the surgical ceremony. Even if the three forces don't move, if it takes thousands of years, one day the ritual will be complete - the Holy King looked that far."

"Oh no..."

Setuna, once again, lost her words.

"Then why are you here?" Why did you show up before me! To laugh at me? To make fun of me?

When Setuna stuffed up, Azmaria looked like she was in trouble. Azmaria has a higher back. I have to dress up to look up.

"There's no way there's going to be such a stupid story. My dear Setuna. You think I'm gonna laugh at you?

"That kind of rhetoric is making fun of me."

"I am, Setuna. I care about you."

A supple finger strokes Setuna's cheek. Setuna, as a, left Azmaria.

"You'll just need a black spear"

"You're not. I need you, the black spear user."

"Same thing."

"No, I'm not. Very different."

The look on Azmaria's face was like that of a parent who praised the wasted child, and Setuna felt indescribable. Why should Azmaria look like that? If it weren't for her in the first place, Setuna wouldn't have been in a situation like this. The second I thought about it, I realized that I was so disqualified to do that, etc.

Wasn't it because she summoned me that Setuna was able to live this wonderful life? It was also all because I was summoned by this world to meet Faria and Milius. It is only thanks to that fact that there is no reason to deny it.

"At that moment when the black spear was summoned by you, you became special in me. Ever since then, all I've thought about is raising you. For one day, when the enemy to be defeated appeared, I believed that you would be my brave man and destroy the enemy."

I didn't see a lie in those golden eyes. Soft, enveloping voices.

"That's why I tried to invite you to hell."

"Hell..."

That's the word I heard one day.

Azmaria, certainly at that time, tried to invite Setuna to hell. I had no idea if that was a hell of a word or a different world by the name of hell, and it's the same thing I still don't understand.

"Hell is the end of power, the starting source"

"What the hell, it"

"If you had gone to hell then, you would have been stronger."

She let her shoulders flatter.

And smile.

"I am, Setuna. I'm here to lead you to hell."

"Is...?

"The Holy King will be resurrected. That can't be stopped. But you can't just give it all up. If we forgive the Holy King, the world will be engulfed in dark clouds"

"... will the world perish before then?"

It's not gonna happen.

She went with certainty.

"There are the Quons"

To an unexpected name, Setuna stopped breathing.

Isn't Quon on his way here, as a member of the Vashtarian army?