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

"It's about time."

Sigurd-Foliar crushed, looking over the battlefield.

The battle started, not for many hours.

The difference in power, which had been extremely disadvantageous since the beginning of the war, had become even worse over time. Both the mercenary regiment and the Gandhian army are in a devastating situation, while the Vashtarian army has not lost a tenth of its strength.

Less than four thousand versus two hundred thousand.

It was an impossible difference in power from the edge.

Still, I can't run away, so I held myself captive to fighting. So is the Gandhian army. Neither the Fourth Legion Commander Milvi-Ekrid nor the Fifth Legion Commander Kate-Eligrissa could show loyalty to Leongand by fleeing here, stopping and risking their lives in defeat with the Sigurds.

There's not a single chance of winning, a total loss.

If we fight, we'll have to die.

You could have run. You won't mind if I pull back to the King's Capital. The enemy is an overwhelming majority. It is obvious to everyone that there is no enemy. Even the baby will know. That much power difference.

You can throw away your title and go down to the field. If you were lost and hidden from the ordinary people, you would also have seen the end of the battle.

But many of the remaining soldiers in the Balsar fortress, the mercenaries, did not make it good.

The Gandhian soldiers tried to throw their lives for loyalty to the Gandhian royal family, to the Leongands individual.

Neither could Sigurd be stopped from being Gandian. For the Gandhian royal family, for the Leongands, let's fight it out. I thought so. The truth is, I didn't mean to take you on the road as anyone but Jin. I knew as much as I would follow you in those places, but still, there's no reason to force you into a selfish battle.

The Pale Wind was originally a group of mercenaries. Whether we go down in the field or not, let's live. If you save up properly, you should be saving enough money to not have trouble living for a few years. Few rough members are as golden as Sigurd. I didn't have to worry about anything.

Yet almost everyone chose to go their way with Sigurd.

Just die at the end of a desperate battle.

"After all, he's the only one who's throwing up pneumonia."

"Lux, right?"

"Oh."

He nodded with the thought of wrapping his tongue around the awesomeness of the Luxes fighting on the other side of the binoculars. Lux and Benedict and Farewell are wreaking havoc on the enemy formation. The impending battle of Lux reminded me of the first time I met him. More than ten years ago, I remember when Lux was just a kid. Days in contact with a boy who seemed to hold a long sword that didn't fit his height.

Nostalgic memories.

"He's the only one who's been jumping through it."

"Yes."

Jin was smiling. Lux was like a handy brother to him. Because Lux was there, a group called "The Pale Wind" could be said to have come together in one. He's a child who doesn't know anything, which is why he made a difference to a bunch of rough people. Everyone was intimate with a dangerous boy swordsman. When he showed his unmatched swordsmanship and became feared by two names: "The Sword Ghost”, we all rejoiced. No one was jealous of Lux's work.

Lux, in a way, was at the heart of The Pale Wind.

He's the only one who wants me alive.

"You won't be able to."

The gin is light, I say.

"After all?"

"To Lux, there's no way I can imitate leaving Sigurd behind."

"Ha ha... I guess so"

"Because he can't live without Sigurd"

The way Lux thinks is simple and clear. I only listen to Sigurd's orders for picking myself up and raising me. That's all. That would no longer be a way of thinking. Waiver of thought. A killing doll that only hears and carries out orders. That's "Sword Ghost” Lux-Vain. For there was no room for human emotion, his sword moves crossed, and he was feared like a ghost on the battlefield.

But Sigurd wondered more than once if that was a good idea. It's definitely Sigurd that made Lux that way. I fell in love with Lux's swordsman and immersed myself in making flesh just to show off that talent. When he realized, Lux was as successful as a monster beyond his control even in Sigurd, but the monster even became obedient only to Sigurd's orders.

With as much talent as he could have lived a different life.

Could you have enjoyed your life more?

Haven't you tied up your way of life?

Following Gandia's leap forward, more thought was given to that. It's not like he hasn't enjoyed his life, even if Lux hasn't leaked his grievances.

I just think.

I wanted Lux-Vain to live his life the way he wanted it to, he said.

"When Benedict and I got married, I thought that would go away."

"So you were annoyed to get married"

"Well, yes. It's all for him."

Sigurd kicked up the spear that had fallen at his feet and grabbed it in his right hand, throwing it unconstitutionally. The spear drew a parabola, pierced the enemy soldier's head as he thought, and let him die. I just killed one or two enemy soldiers, and the situation remains the same. The flow is entirely in the enemy army. That would be so. There is no way that an army of less than four thousand can rival a great army of more than two hundred thousand.

A few hours, just having it is too much.

(You should know where he came from.)

The birth of Lux-Vain is more tragic than sigurd or gin. He said he was rolling over the Vashtarian sphere of power when he got his mind on it. He says he doesn't know what his father, Bright-Vain, was doing, but in retrospect, he seemed to stir up pagans and wage battle with the Church. Sigurd also hears stories of Bright-Vain being called “the devil” by the church.

Lux is, in other words, a child of the devil, and such is the cause of his final battle with the army of the Church.

"But, well, if Benedict paid off at all, good."

"Yes."

Jin laughs as he slays an enemy soldier with a spear.

Benedict is in love with Lux at first sight as a boy. Since then, during the war, he had pressured Lux to socialize or sign up for marriage, regardless of normal times, but each time he had been slightly tempted by Lux. But Benedict's love to the point of devotion almost even admitted that Sigurd boasted of replacing Lux's parents, and his brother, Jin, supported Benedict. That's how her love finally paid off. Even if that were just a few happiness, she would have been happy.

That didn't make it any happier for Sigurd if Lux got a little bit of human happiness.

Still, he thinks.

I want Lux alive.

He wants me to survive with Benedict and continue living in the post-war world,.

What can I do to do that?

I'll call you both back.

Sigurd checked Lux's condition with his binoculars when he checked his distance from the enemy soldiers.

Lux, hollow high, was dancing.

Jump up, make sure to scaffold the shoulders of the enemy soldiers and step on them, then move on and forward. Understand and relieve the enemy soldier by just feeling his gaze is focused on him. Benedict is being silenced. It all depended on the mood of Radian-Old Smile, but I could trust that mood. Looks like Radian has a personal grudge against the Vain clan. To clear up that grudge, he will try to kill Lux as a top priority.

Radian looks at this one as the hymn echoes. A look like a joyful face would be because you are sure of victory. of the Vashtarian army, of their own.

(barking)

Lux sickened over the sea of enemy soldiers when he threw up in his heart. Under your eyes is a horde of enemy soldiers. The armed summoners in the sky can't attack...

With the spear of light firing from the front, Lux flashed. Instantly fly to the right and step on the enemy soldier's helmet and fly forward. A few spears of light were seen piercing Vashtarian soldiers. The moment it turned out that he didn't even hate to involve his allies, Lux changed his mind. You can't use enemy soldiers as shields to limit the attack of summoning armies.

The spear of light flies on, but every time it flies away. It's just enemy soldiers on one side. I don't have any trouble with scaffolding. Avoiding enemy soldiers' swords and spears is easier than avoiding spears of light. And the avoided spear pierces the enemy soldiers, causing them to scream. That said, there was one upset, one confusion for the Vashtarian army. As if we had no problem getting ourselves caught up in an attack by our allies.

Though he thinks there's more to it than unnaturally, Lux, he can't stop. When it stops, at the end of the day, they let the spear of light bathe like rain, just to die. Nor does the armor of the dragonbone know if it can prevent the spear of light.

The winged armed summoners retreat in the air to distance themselves from Lux. At that moment, an intense light bullet pierced the wings of the armed summoner and scattered a blast of light. A swirl of light swallows the armed summoner and blows it away. The burnt body fell as it blew out smoke.

A light bullet released as it continues to stand strikes directly at another armed summoner and explodes again. There are three more armed summoners. Lux doesn't miss the gap that was slightly created by the upset. Kick a soldier and fly, pack a pause and slash one of the armed summoners into slaughter. Without having to see an armed summoner lose control of buoyancy by wings pulled by gravity and fall, he jumps and cleaves at his next goal. At that time, a third light bullet had detonated the last armed summoner.

Benedict seemed to be using a trident spear in this short time. Excellent talent, I must say. Turn around. Benedict is flustered with a trident spear. It is worn out. But the armed summoner could be defeated. Now, killing Radian would make it a little easier.

(No...)

Lux flew back to kill himself from his feet. A spear of light was emitted from the ground toward the sky, cleaving his sight. He would be an armed summoner.

(Were there others?)

And Lux thought, but it wasn't.

The armed summoner, who had fired the spear of light, came up in the air with his shoulders cut from shoulder to flank. The blood flow is stopped. I flushed it out, maybe I should.

(What do you mean?

When Lux was perplexed, another, armed summoner that Lux was supposed to have slashed to death, was also emerging in the air. Likewise, he was in a state where he bled out.

"Apostle of God, do you think we will die to that extent, Ka?

Along with Radian's voice, I felt a lot of pressure.

When I saw it, Radian-Old Smile was growing a pair of white wings, carrying a circle of light, floating.