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

Big destruction.

About two years ago, an unprecedented natural mutation that hit the Wargrain continent destroyed the continent itself and smashed it to pieces. The scale of the destruction was unimaginable, something that no one could possibly assume. A vast continent has fallen apart.

In the past, the continent was extremely vast and was known as a land of multiple forces, countless nations. A group of three major forces: the Vastalian Community, the Kingdom of Holy Deal and the Zaion Empire, and a small group of nations consisting of countless small nations. It was in the land of Wargrain that they were so vast that they could at least fit into one continent.

But the earth of Wargrain was crushed by the Great Destruction, and everything was scattered.

The earth, the country, one, everything.

Between the crushed earth and the earth, sea water flowed into it and became the sea, completely severing the connection between each earth. The island of Logner also presented itself as an isolated island drifting through the sea in that way.

Immediately after the Great Destruction, there was a safe earth outside Logner Island, where no one knew humans were surviving, and the unprecedented catastrophe of the Great Destruction leads to the planting of deep wounds on top of each other, as well as a sense of unwieldy despair.

It was only natural, in a sense, to have the desperate idea that the earth other than near Logner had sunk into the sea. I can't get in touch with anyone outside the ocean. Even if we concluded that Logner Island was the only one drifting over the sea, there was no choice but to tell the story that there were other survivors and that they managed to survive. Such an idea accelerated the chaos after the “Great Destruction" and drove one into despair.

I mourned that there was no future in this world, and there were few that would die from themselves, and no one could say that there was hope in this world.

There was only despair.

I guess the Dorca-Form got up and was excited about the lognol because it still had to live.

Nothing would have been more essential to this island nation than his presence, because it was his excitement that gave one of the Lognols the power to live and restore calm in less than the last two years.

Ein arrived on this island late.

He was initially on Zalwarn's side. Because he was out on the battlefield as a member of the Gandhian army, the fold of the Dragon House war, in the midst of his defeat, he was detained by the Vashtarian army and taken prisoner in Nagrasia. There was no way he could sit still and wait for death, etc., Ein took in a pilgrimage teacher, commander of the Vashtarian army, and asked him about the opportunity to escape. One of those days, a natural mutation occurred. In a shock enough to tear Nagrasia apart, he escaped, along with other prisoners, without the Vashtarian army coming after him.

Because it wasn't the other way around.

Ayn herself, where she escaped, was not going. Because a crack ran on the land of Zalwarn, making it impossible to go to Logner or Gibelle. As the cracks of the earth grew deeper and larger, seawater poured in and the earth itself began to move. He sees the Logner side moving away as if it were flowing.

Ein then looked over the riverboat and rowed it out toward the sea with other survivors. Of course, at that time, I didn't know how reckless an attempt that was, or how far the Logner side had gone. That is why such foolishness could be recklessly discontinued. If the distance between Nagrasia and Logner Island had been understood, it might not have been transferred to execution. As it turns out, was it the right thing to do or not?

At the very least, Ein is right and can be described as a success in that he has made it to Logner Island, but it would be nothing more than a failure for a companion other than him. Of about fifty people rolled out to the sea, Ain was the only one who survived.

Food ran out as we continued to wander the ocean on unreliable riverboats, and everyone fell. There was a further storm, and the ship fell, Ayn herself, dying in extremes.

He was in Smada when he found out.

That was a year and ten months ago, and coincidentally it was discovered by a Rognol investigative team that was visiting Smada's investigation and was drawn to the Astar-Lanadies, who were leading the investigative team. Astar said he was greatly surprised by the way Ayn had turned out, but Ayn was also painfully surprised by the way Ayn had turned out.

"This is the map."

In a word that exchanged Dorka's joy, Ein learned the feeling of being drawn back to reality. In fact, I was sinking my consciousness in my dreams, so it's nothing wrong. Returning to reality, he will have to maximize that brains and think about all sorts of things. I'm not dissatisfied with that, but once in a while, it would be something called humanity that makes me want to sink consciousness into my fantasy. That's the kind of time that allows me to keep working without rest.

He is in one of the rooms of the government residence. It was a room for him, a Lognoll army staff officer, and he seemed blurry, sitting on a large desk chair set in the middle of that room. When you're passionate about thinking, it would be a bad habit to lose sight of your surroundings, but you can't fix it.

Watching Dorka come in there eat in with her secretary, Nina-Sentol, is a map she spread out on her desk.

The very large map depicts the current state of this world.

It's a map of the world after the Great Destruction. It can be called the overall picture of Illus Valle. The fact that such a thing existed and that it was also made by the Imperial Demon was something that neither Ayn could have imagined. I understood that the Imperial Demon had more intelligence than man, but that's why I don't even think about the Imperial Demon making maps like man. But on second thought, I don't think that's surprising.

Mechidsar had houses lined up just like human settlements. Many of the complex wooden architecture was limitless in the hands of man, and it was to be well understood that the architectural techniques of the Imperial Demon far exceeded those of man.

"Your Majesty, I hear you mean, roughly."

"And you don't really know where or what there is, do you?

"The location of the city is marked, but the name of the city is unknown."

"Well, if you try to be an Imperial Demon, it's hard to remember the name of a human city."

"But now you know exactly what the world is like"

"Oh."

Dorka narrowed her eyes and gave her a bitter look.

"It sounds terrible."

Dorka was right.

There is no such thing as terrible.

It was such a map that the Wargrain continent was torn apart by a thousand and sprinkled in pieces.

As Yubel once did, the Vashtarian Community's sphere of power is divided into three main parts. I can see why that was the area of power of the Vashtarian Community, because the position of the aerial city of Lyohan is written down. Lyohan may also have been able to judge Yubel because of the city's use of the giant mountain itself.

From its Lyohan position, by comparing it with the old continental map, it captured a picture of the current situation in the Vashtarian sphere of power.

Vashtarian territory, divided into three parts, floats two to the north and one to the far west of Logner Island. It is written that there are several islands floating between the land, which is also supposed to be the Vashtarian small continent to the west, and the island of Logner, each with several cities.

Both the Deal and Zaion territories are heavily divided, but by the most bullshit, it seemed like a small group of nations, not to mention.

Perhaps it is the effect of the ritual of the Resurrection of the Holy Emperor.

A technique that has been spinning over hundreds of years. I'm just saying that the resulting power was so much. Destroy, divide and variance the continent so much that it does not retain its prototype. It is no longer of a dimension that can be called a natural disaster, etc., but when all that power struck the world, I can only recognize it. And because of all that power, it would mean that the Holy King could summon and serve the gods.

"I'm talking about the Holy King being powerful enough to destroy the world. I guess that's all that's been done."

Dorka sighed, staring at the map of the world.

"We survived. That's all I have to thank you for."

It was not an atmosphere where I asked who I would thank, etc.

There's no way I can thank the gods or anything else that wasn't what I found out about this world. What else do you want to thank? It can't be an object to be thankful for, and I don't know if I want to be thankful.

In such subtle air, Ein thought he had to return his gaze to the world map and keep thinking about the status quo in which this world was placed.

Marsour Vashtalia held the knights in command of the army accountable for the failure of the earlier lognol invasion operation. The knights rebelled against the tyranny of the leadership, but the leadership applied treachery to that rebellion and sentenced the knights to life. That seemed to lurk dissatisfaction with the leadership within the Vashtarian army, but the situation would change at a later date when the ruler of Marsour Vashtaria, Mariela-Forone, declared that Vashtarianism would be abandoned. Those who had previously been dissatisfied with the leadership rioted.

However, the riots of General Vashtarian troops were suppressed in less than half a day and all those who took part in the riots were executed.

Shortly afterwards, Marsour Vashtaria renounced Vashtarianism and declared her engagement with the Vashtarian community to be severed as well. Former pilgrimage teacher Mariella-Forehorn tells us that Mizu is the God who descended into this devastated world, preaching the word to the effect that he will save, protect and give peace only to those who worship and honor Mizu. Most of Marsur's former Vashtarian army generals accepted this.

It is also significant that Marsour Vashtaria was more the dominant force of Mariela-For-lawn than it was, but I guess another major reason is that Vashtaria, the supreme god of their faith, did not save their followers in a strong way. And it is also seen that the guidance and control of Mariella-Forehorn, which spanned two years, has strengthened her dependence on her.

Since then, Marsour Vashtalia has become known by Lognoll as both the Order of the Goddess Mariela and the Order of the Goddess.

So far, the Goddess Church seems to have given up its invasion of Lognole territory, and this equilibrium will be preserved for a while, Ayn-Lanadies sees. One of the reasons for this is that Mariela-Forone has made a statement to the effect that the Lognoll invasion was the idea of the knights who cut it off the other day, showing an attitude that can also be taken as if it were not meant to be.

Mariella would have used the earlier battle to put a knight in a critical position against herself, yet to make her power and position absolute. And to do so, for a while, we must show Lognoll the structure of the static, during which time Logner Island should be kept at peace.

That is part of the information obtained by providing a replica of the world map created by the Demon King's Army.

It doesn't matter what Vashtalian's internal circumstances are, and I don't know what interests humans, such as their stupid, ugly struggle for power. However, we cannot even ignore Vashtarian insistence more than it undoubtedly relates to the future of Mekidsar.

Yubel exhaled slowly, exhausted by her three-day stay in Myram, looking down at his daughter's face, who fell asleep on his lap. Luca seems to have enjoyed herself for the last three days and her sleeping face is full of satisfaction. I feel saved by that alone.

Then Narna of Liudice, who sat in the opposite seat, opened her mouth.

"Oh my God, I feel sorry for you for not being able to see your friends."

"I have no choice."

Yubel shook her head sideways, understanding Narna's point.

"Man and the Imperial Devil are incompatible beings. You've known better in the last three days."

"... Yes"

On Narna's right shoulder, Mu had nodded over and over again. They must have felt it on their skin the last three days. Even Narna, who looked little like a human being, has something unacceptable to him. Human hatred and fear of the Imperial Devil is hard to wipe away. Some of them may show understanding to the Imperial Devil. But it's not a big deal to erase memories of fear engraved in blood.

Even Luca, yes.

Even so adorable and crystal-like toddlers of miracles in this world, humans show a clear willingness to reject. When she sent her gaze at the mundane things, as soon as she did, the human made her face tense, or turned away. Regardless, none of the senior government officials responded in an understandable manner, but as one, none could smile back at Luca.

In that, Luca, by a lucky patrol, met Rain-Diffon, the son of Enjour's patron Elenia-Diphone.

Rayne, a three-year-old boy and one older than Luca, looked much older when she looked at her physique, etc. Luca herself, when she found out that Rayne was older, she couldn't believe it, so much so that she raised her voice of surprise.

What was so fortunate about meeting Rain-Diffon that Rain-Diffon had no consignment against Luca? He was exchanging words with Luca with ease as if he were dealing with one normal person. Luca couldn't seem to help but be happy with Rayne's reaction like that, something she has immediately introduced to Uberle about him. And he said away that going would make him his own knight, and so on, and baffled Yubel and Rain's mother Elenia, Dorka-Form.

Although Rain appeared less than satisfied.

Then during my stay in Myram, Luca joined Rain and played around. It is no exaggeration to say that, thanks to Rain's presence, Luca was able to enjoy her stay in Myram. Without Rain, this three-day stay would have been terribly boring for her.

With that imagination, he stroked his daughter's hair, and then he glanced out the window.

The carriage leaving Myram is all the way to Mekidsar.

Early December.

There was a cold breeze that marked the beginning of winter.