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

- It's just a shame I couldn't rematch you with a black spear.

Setuna herself was so sorry that Cain came to the end of the limitless death struggle. In this long battle, Setsuna was able to discover Cain's thoughts. His vision of a black spear Setuna was real.

That's why I wanted to fight you with a black spear.

But I can't do that. The black spear is broken and playback is not complete.

The battle between Setuna and Cain spanned hours, no, decades. The battle to the best of each other forced tremendous pain and fatigue on both, but this environment of hell, by the way, healed those sores and wiped out fatigue. Recovering as though consideration of being able to continue fighting unlimited was a delightful miscalculation for Cain, but also for Setsuna. This will keep you fighting no matter how much you are injured or how tired you are. That means you can continue your training indefinitely.

Setuna has fallen into this hell for nothing but purely to build herself up.

Regardless, fighting Cain was more overwhelmingly unfavourable to Setuna. Setsuna is one of the Fire Dragon Daughters, and Cain uses three types of Summoning Armor simultaneously. That alone makes the difference in power historic. Still, he didn't give up, he didn't rot, and while he kept fighting, he was able to win several times. By the end of the dozens of hours, we had been able to fight for five fifths. Cain was happy to call it Setuna's rapid growth, but the truth is, I don't know.

Because I didn't even think Cain was exhausted.

For over a hundred hours, I would have kept fighting.

In the meantime, I can't remember how much Setuna crawled on the ground. The number of victories is enough to remember. That's all, the power difference was historical, but that's why it made sense, arguably. Being able to fight well against so many powerful enemies and fight to some extent leads to yourself. I am also proud that I have grown. Most of all, I guess it has a lot to do with you because you fought the same opponent all the time.

"... I'm sorry"

"Why apologize? I'm a mass murderer. It's the cause of the Karan fire that you hate. [M] Don't apologize for something like me. Don't apologize. That won't be what you do."

"... oh. Right. You're absolutely right."

"I guess so."

Cain laughed strangely happy. In the flames, the pain is shaking in my voice.

"But I can even thank you. Not much thanks to you."

His work as Gundia's armed summoner is hard to exhaust to the brush tongue. As one of Gandia's leading armed summoners, he was active in various battles and contributed to Gandia's leap forward. Because Cain was there, it's okay to say that Gandhia had plenty of fighting power.

That's not all.

"You were there, so I could move on. I feel that way."

"- It's my fault. It is"

In the flames, Cain shakes his head. but Setsuna wanted to loud her voice that Cain's idea was a mistake. It's an unquestionable fact that Cain was there so we could move on. That day, that time, if it weren't for him, if he hadn't stirred me up, Setuna wouldn't have faced her own lapse and might have escaped. It was undoubtedly thanks to his presence that he was able to accept and confront his mistakes.

And with that, Setsuna took one or two steps forward.

I wanted to, but I couldn't.

"Hey, Setuna."

Because Cain suddenly developed another story.

The burning pillars stood so close to piercing the dark sky that Cain was no longer visible. Is it to say that the prototype was burned to the point where it was not fastened?

"I wonder who I am."

There are no words to return to his doubts.

"I don't know. I don't know. I live without knowing who I am, and I die without knowing."

I'm sure Cain's words were self-explanatory.

"Who the hell was I?"

Setsuna couldn't answer anything.

Should I have called you Cain-Vivre, or should I have told you Lancain-Beaunel? There was also the pseudonym Lance-Biraine. Different names, different positions, different thoughts - there was an indescribable voidness when I wondered if such things were confusing him to the end.

I hated him, even hated him.

Such obsession disappeared into a burning flame.

When the fire pillar went out, there was nothing left. It was as if all the substances that constituted his body had been burned down, and not even his soul had been extinguished in the vortex of flames. Fire Dragon Daughter is also disappearing.

Everything disappeared.

The wall of flames that was building the battle area is somehow gone, too.

The pain that was causing Setuna's body, as well as the marks of burns, had disappeared. Even the wounded fact disappeared. It was such an event that I thought I might have seen it even in hallucinations until just now.

But I remember that it wasn't a hallucination or something.

Memories of an unexpected reunion and battle with Cain are pulsating deep in my heart.

The eternal separation from him set Setuna's heart on fire again.

(This is... hell)

With two burning minds, he raised his face.

At the end of your gaze, what awaits you by the time you reach the altar of light?

I can't imagine, but you can't stop walking.

No matter what happens, we have to break through.

Otherwise, there's no point in falling.

Otherwise, there's no point in escaping.

Otherwise, there's no point in living...

"Get up."

It was Sylvie-Rencord's chilling voice that woke me up from a dream that was never pleasant. Raising his heavy eyelid while half asleep consciousness, his chilled body complained of the cold, and he nearly fell on his way. There are no heating appliances in the room where Setsuna is housed. Futons were also not available in unhygienic extreme spaces where no consideration was given to the health aspects of prisoners. Fortunately, even this suspicious garment has not been confiscated, so it was tolerated until some cold. I guess that's why I fell asleep, dreamed, etc.

While I was asleep, the night came and I guess I chilled out. I can tell my body temperature is dropping too low without even thinking about it. My hands and feet were chilled out and I didn't move like I was freezing.

"What are you doing? Come out now."

"To?"

Setuna remembered the unexpected words from Sylville with mild confusion. I don't understand what she's talking about. but when you point your face at the iron lattice, you can see that the door is open and ready to go in and out.

Return your gaze to Sylville. It was the first time I had ever seen her without an armor helmet. The uniform-like clothes of the City Army have a neat impression. He was just a former Knights Knight, and I can tell he has a forged flesh.

"The mayor wants to talk to you. As a result, you were granted an exceptional discharge. I don't mean it."

"The mayor?

"Oh. Right. I guess I was wondering about your pseudonym. It's a good idea."

"Ha..."

Stand up slowly, somewhat returning a loving laugh to the ruthless Sylville's sloth. I didn't want to move my cold out body forcefully, but I just had to be there. Things are the matter.

It's not a fake name.

Silvier's pseudonym, of course, refers to the real name Setuna-Kamiya. Naturally, when he was captured by Sylvie, he was questioned about his name and affiliation. Naturally, Setuna named him Setuna-Kamiya, his real name, but Silvier laughed coldly when he heard it.

"I don't know how Benoagard was located at the northern end of the small group of nations, but I don't know the name of Setuna-Kamiya, etc."

She decided, so to speak, that Setuna's name was a pseudonym.

Setuna-Kamiya is a Gandhian hero, also known as the Black Spear, and the most powerful armed summoner ever named as the user of the summoning armed chaos bringer. The story seems famous that the cause with Benoagard is not shallow, and that some of Benoagard's thirteenth knights admire Setuna-Kamiya. Such a story was spoken of on the road to prison.

"The thirteenth knight deceives the praiseworthy name of a hero, and so on, both foolishness and stupidity. I'll find out who you are."

Silvier, breathing like that, did not salvage Setuna in any way. Proof that you are the real Setuna-Kamiya is not difficult. All you have to do is summon a black spear to show it. Even if you have never seen a black spear, if you see its overwhelming power, you will understand it or recognize it as a powerful armed summoner. But until I did, I didn't want to be understood.

I don't care.

The guilt of killing innocent humans was ravaging Setuna's mind.

"But don't worry about it, okay? The mayor has a discerning eye. I'm sure you'll spot it as easily as you're fake."

Her worship of the mayor was a matter of concern.

The same goes for the story of killing all those vicious divine men, but Mayor Marcar doesn't seem to be mistaken for having any power.

At least, it's impossible for a normal person to kill a divine person.

"I look forward to seeing how you open it."

Sylvie laughed damned, but she was so adorable, she couldn't dislike it.

In the first place, she is only a man faithful to her duties, and the only reason she hates Setsuna is because she deceives (and assumes) the name of an armed summoner that even the XIII knights have acknowledged. She herself had enough weight to show gratitude for Setuna's destruction of the Divine Man itself.

What the hell kind of person is Mayor Marcar that Sylville doesn't worship?

Setuna was thinking about it all as she left the cabin after Sylville.