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

"Damn... how stupid is a guy like you? I almost killed Kuon."

Azmaria-Altemax looked at this one with a frightened face. As always, she's an endless beauty. The limbs wrapped in similar outfits to the lacquered black restraint coat remain unchanged. Everything looks the same as it was before. Burning red lotus flame-like hair was stirred by the wind and looked wobbly.

It was like a messenger from hell.

"I'm not gonna kill Quong."

Setuna told him to throw up. That's for real. He just struck with anger and instinct. That's true. But Setuna had no intention of killing Kuon. Again, it's true.

"But I would have destroyed the Shield of Messiah"

"Because Quon got in the way......!

"I should have gone. Don't interrupt Quon."

"I didn't make a promise."

"... you don't seem to understand anything"

It even hurts Setuna's broken heart that Azmaria has turned her blind eye to the children she wastes.

"I would have told you what would happen if the Holy Emperor Miendia were resurrected"

"And apart from this, I guess!

Screaming, I still realize I'm just stepping on the estate. pointless and unproductive screams. Powerless voice. Crying.

"Nothing? No. It's the same. Everything is connected there. This battle and your worries will all converge there."

Azmarian eyes, soft everywhere.

"Your crap clearness has accelerated the completion of the procedure."

"That's what I'm talking about! You didn't change the way I fought, did you?

"It didn't change. But if you had destroyed the Shield of Messiah, the situation would have gone in the worst direction."

Azmaria flaunted her shoulders. Plenty of room, then I'll tell you.

"It was good in that sense. The black spear is torn, and you know all about yourself."

"As long as I..."

"Yes, as much as I am. As far as you're concerned, you're not even up in the same realm as Kuon. area. You can call it strength. You're weak."

"I... am weak"

"You can't even kill me right now, at least. Now, we can't stand alongside Quon."

The way she put it, it was as if she could kill Azmaria if she were the current quon.

Quon has no means of attack. The Shield of Messiah is certainly a powerful summoning weapon, but it does not possess the ability to attack. It's just that he has absolute power in defense. A summoning weapon that plays both poles with a chaos bringer who has tremendous power in the attack. That is the Shield of Messiah and it is very hard to believe that we can kill Azmaria. But that's what Azmaria is. Maybe I can.

It is possible for Setsuna to do the impossible with Quon.

As it has been for a long time.

"Do you see why Kuon, who kept dreaming of a day he could fight with you, left you here on this earthen field?

"WHAT... Yikes..."

"That's right, Setsuna. 'Cause you're the only one with a leg in your hand."

"Huh...!

When he swallowed Azmaria's words, Setuna shook her fist up reflexively, but flashed at the voidness of its meaningless actions. And it reminds me of Quon's utterance.

"Protect You"

It was clear to Setuna to know about him that that word, which Quon uttered, arose from his heart.

He doesn't lie.

There was no way his words, which were limitless pure and the bearer of an upright heart, were false.

It's like protecting.

Don't fight with me, don't invite me to go with you, just to protect you.

I guess Azmaria is right.

Quon felt powerless in Setsuna. So I threw it away here and invited Griff. Kuon's decision that Griff would be more powerful than Setuna went deep into his broken heart.

Nothing. I can't say anything back. I can't think of a word. I don't have a voice. I can't even boil that kind of energy to try to get my broken heart back up somehow. I've lost my only base.

Power was all Setuna had.

Now that he's lost that power, Setuna just has to be a doll to listen to Azmaria. In retrospect, there is no such power or will.

And when I'm shot in the golden eyes of Azmaria, I can't think of anything. Drop your gaze. What comes into view are fragments of black spears scattered across the ground. Until now it was a symbol of his power, which was no longer there as a symbol of his powerlessness. Like a shattered eartip, his heart is also shattered.

When I wondered if my thin, long legs had entered my sight, my long, beautiful gray hair swayed.

"Are you Azmaria-Altemax......?

Setuna looked up and recognized that Urk had moved to shelter him. Wolk's long hair seems to be shaking in the wind, but it doesn't seem to represent her emotional overhang. Azmaria had frigid eyes.

"Yeah, but? What are you?

"Urk."

Setuna tried to keep Urk still, but she didn't listen. Instead, take the initiative and eat and hang on to Azmaria.

"I will not tolerate any more insults to Setuna"

"Setuna is mine. Do you need forgiveness for anything irrelevant to vanquishing your possessions?

"Irrelevant?"

"Urk!"

When Setuna screamed, Urk finally sent his gaze over here. The eyes of the Demonic Crystal Stone shine strong. As if proportional to her spiritual augmentation.

"Setsuna, this isn't just about you. It is also in my honor, your servant. I will not forgive anyone who insults my Lord Setuna."

"So they don't need your forgiveness."

"Then only see you as the enemy of our Lord and eliminate you"

Urk, looking back at Azmaria, raised his right arm to show. I'm trying to use a wave light gun. Azmaria laughed when she saw it.

"What can you do?"

"Urk, don't... don't...!

"Setuna. I am your servant. All mine now. You can't admit anything that denies it all."

"Then take all that and disappear."

The moment Azmaria rang her fingers, Urk neglected to disappear from Setuna's sight. Only a cold looking demon could be seen in Setuna's sight, and Urk was nowhere to be found.

"What... did"

"We just eliminated the intruders. Stay with her."

Following Azmaria's gaze, she could see a small gate opening on the ground where Urk was standing. Undisputed Summoning Army of Azmaria. She forced the subpoenaed gates to appear at Urk's feet and transfer them. No questions asked.

"What, I have nothing to show you. I don't want you to hate me either. I didn't fly to another world. Just forwarded it somewhere in this world."

To the nagging words of Azmaria, Setuna could not say anything back. If we could not stop Urk, we could not deter Azmaria from acting. All I could do was watch. What can I say to myself like that? Nothing. I just have to shut up and listen.

Nevertheless, I was even relieved.

It's about Urk. If the forwarding destination isn't even in the other world, you'll be able to live. I also know that it doesn't mean that Setuna can't operate without being nearby, which seems to have kept her up and running in the distance.

Wherever in this world, there was no way she could not live with the Demon Crystal doll. Until then, when the power of the Demonic Crystal Stone is exhausted, you should remain active.

The relief consists in the assumption that Azmaria cannot possibly lie, but it is also true that the assumption cannot be overridden so far. Azmaria has revealed the truth about this battle to Setuna without covering it up, and she must have never lied to Setuna before.

I'm sure Urk is safe in this world.

"But you're still helpless, Setsuna."

Azmarian words are sharper than any blade and enter Setuna's heart.

"You couldn't protect me. This country, even one of our dearest servants in front of us."

Just a line of facts determines my mind. There's no way he still has enough emotions left to be decided and screamed, but still, he couldn't help but feel the pain.

"Black spear setuna. Gandhian hero. Dragon killer. Ghost descent. Demon slaughter, all demons unjust. Many words praising you have now become empty."

Helplessness wraps consciousness.

"You're no longer just a human being."

Setuna looked down at the spear out of her hand. From the Summoning Army, which could no longer emit power, the calamity had also disappeared. The overwhelming presence, intimidation and power, everything, had been lost. Something more indolent than just a spear, I can only see. It would be the same thing where I touched it. I can't do anything with this.

The power of both poles.

Words that make you laugh.

"Setuna. My darling brave man."

When Azmaria does that, Setuna finds herself in a reflexive position, but she didn't even feel that way right now. We lost the pillar of the spear. My heart, it shakes.

"You should go to hell now."

She said.

Hell.

For some reason now, it resounded in Setuna's chest as something very sweet.

"You lost your spear, you can't do anything right now. Go to hell and work out again from scratch."

Azmaria's voice was, for some reason, very gentle.

"And let me save this world"

Behind Azmaria, a gate emerges.

The gate burning in the Red Lotus seemed as though it would lead to hell, and it seemed to be firmly sealed in a closed gate.

Gate of Vermillion, the gateway of the millions of worlds.

The gates to Hell are now open to Setsuna.

I was dreaming.

At the end of a long and long dream, one boy stood in front of him. It was one hero he loved and respected more than his heart who behaved like a brave man in the face of the Demon King. His name is Setuna. Setuna-Kamiya. Kamiya Sana. The person, a visitor from different worlds, brought victory in numerous battles and much glory and luxury to his country. Everyone praised him for being a hero and respectful, and for being a gandia if he had one.

He also saw a hero in the boy.

Maybe that's why I dreamed of it like that.

(Dreams -)

Everything in this world is like a temporary dream.

When my life is over, everything disappears like a dream.

He slowly opened his eyelids. Blurred vision. The focus will be set. Throne room. There is a strange sky over my head. The demon squares that draw concentric circles are rising far above us. That would be what we would call the procedure that was in the report from Setuna.

Ceremony of the Resurrection of Saint Emperor Miendia.

A trick imposed on this world by the Holy Emperor himself.

Promise.

Azmaria says that the resurrection of the Holy King is the end of the world. And even if we can't stop the Resurrection itself.

It is not bad that the end of dreams is the end of the world, but we do not want an end that begins with wives and daughters and even loses the lives of many things.

"A little, I think I fell asleep"

He told me who he was. A considerable amount of time has passed since the battle over the Wang capital began. It's tiring to keep waiting for the end of the act.

"I can't do it either. It hasn't been a good time to get some sleep in here."

That's what cared for me. It's Algazard. Like him, there hasn't been a day of rest since the beginning of the invasion of a small group of nations by the three major forces.

"Neither will you. I'm not the only one tired."

Algazard, Zephyr, Barrett, Slain, Allegria. Everyone in this room should have been exhausted. Since the reward of the march of the three forces, everyone had spared their time off to keep running. Even Algazard, who should have hidden away, yes. He managed to protect Gandhia from the invasion of the three forces. But all those efforts ended in vain. It's hard work.

Now that we knew that the purpose of the three major forces would be equal to the extinction of the small group of nations, thereby making it a ritual of the resurrection of the Holy Emperor, it became known that all the runs of the Leongands were pointless. That's not why I can sleep. Shallow sleeping days ensued.

Everyone is exhausted.

Everyone is beaten and gasping by this desperate situation.

Those who could fight craved death on the battlefield. I tried a battle without winning and tried to be the end of this long dream by splashing gloriously on the battlefield. How crisp death is rather than just waiting for a comic doom. I guess that's what the warriors thought. In fact, it's hard to keep waiting for the end in the royal palace. It comes as gloom.

I resent and want to curse this world without salvation.

If you go out on the battlefield, don't you have to think about that? All I can think about is killing the enemy in front of me. That's desirable.

Leongand, too, might have done so if he had the power to fight himself.

It would not have been a bad idea to stand on the battlefield with Setuna and come to an end.

"Not as good as His Majesty"

"... sorry"

Leongand sincerely apologized to the ministers.

"If I'd been a little more firm, I'd have had a good dream"

"What am I told? I am proud to say that the days I have walked with Your Majesty have been extraordinary."

"Me too, Your Majesty."

"Neither do I."

"I'm a little short, though."

And as the Algazards reacted satisfactorily, it was Barrett-Weismoon who peeked into one dissatisfaction. He made me laugh funny and funny, however, in his underwhelmed expression.

"Let's have some fun in the afterlife."

"... right"

Later life, no matter, is not about the future.

It's about the afterlife.

Hell's -.

Leongand looked around at the company gathered between the thrones and looked up into the sky again.

The demonic squares, which would have been due to the ritual of the Resurrection of the Holy Emperor, were huge enough to cover and conceal the skies of the continent, complicated and refined. Multiple circles. Countless spells. Glowing string.

Speaking of fantastic sights, I guess so.

Though I could not have imagined that the sight of the end was like this for Leongand.

(Isn't that bad)

The end of a dream.

There is no difference in any sight.

He thought so and closed his eyes.

Until the dream is over, let's dream.