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

Flying toward the night sky from the city army headquarters at midnight, Setuna flew all the way northwest of Sanstrea.

Midnight in winter. The freezing cold seemed rather gratifying, too, because it dramatically cooled down the emotions that were clearly on the rise. The cooling air that surrounds the whole body also lowers it to the temperature of the mind, restoring calm.

(What the hell are you doing?)

Ask yourself under a clear sky, looking down at the city at night illuminated by the light of the stars. Though countless demonic crystal lamps stood in the city of Sanstrea, bonfires were burning everywhere, whether that light was not enough. Not all citizens who have lost their homes as a result of the "Great Destruction” or the divine disaster can get a new home. Some of them spend their time in the tent, and the bonfire seems to be burning for them. Burning flames will warm one's body and mind.

Security was tight.

Soldiers from the city army were patrolling all over the city, which also seemed to give the citizens peace of mind. Such measures are largely due to the idea of Mayor Marcar-Talber, whose voice, the high level of popularity, is probably the power to move those policies to implementation.

In fact, Marcar is not a bad person. At least Setuna thought Markar was a good man like him, and he wondered if he could create a city full of stability and happiness in a world hit by this unprecedented scourge of "great destruction”. So much so that I thought that if Setuna lived for no purpose, I could help him.

It couldn't have been better for a city like that to be ruled by Marcar.

If there wasn't even a divine disaster, Sunstrea wouldn't have any problems or anything.

Except for a little anxiety.

(What's your aim?

Setuna runs through the dark night feathering black butterfly wings stretched from pure black armor. Behind his brain, Marcar-Talber's face was floating. The person to be called exactly the ideal mayor, who thinks all about Sunstrea and the citizens, asked for Setuna. He craved Setuna as a force of war to cope with the divine disaster. If it's because you want to focus on your job as mayor, it's certainly a sensible decision. I leave the divine measures to Setuna, and I concentrate on the municipality. Reasonable. That's understandable.

But isn't it just a little bit more forceful to use submissive Sylville to hold Setuna back for that? Just because Setuna responded to Sylvie's colour trick doesn't necessarily mean she'll stay in Sunstrea.

I don't think it makes sense.

So, it's ridiculous.

(Let me do that, what the hell's the point?

Have you tested Silvier's loyalty?

Or did you use her to investigate Setuna's personality?

At any rate, I wanted a satisfactory answer.

There was more to visiting at midnight for that, and I didn't mind laughing and forgiving it. If that makes you sinister, it's more of an excuse to leave here.

Regardless, if you were able to leave without causing any problems, you've never crossed it.

But I couldn't keep my mouth shut more than that.

(Mr. Sylvie is pathetic)

My best thoughts were there.

When it comes to what you know about Sylvie-Rencode, it's about her being in the position of City Army Governor and that she's a serious and enthusiastic person anyway, even if she's a rooted working person and stubborn and inconvenient. But that's why I couldn't have seen this event with such a sense of being used for her feelings about her work.

The life of others.

Orders of others.

There is no need to be involved. You can leave it alone. That kind of thing, some cold eyes. Apart from that, there was also a desire not to leave a situation like the one where a serious person like her sees an idiot alone. That's all you have to do if you cut it off as irrelevant.

(Not at all)

He smiled bitterly, all over his chest.

Am I the same idiot?

Eventually, Setuna's eyes captured the mayor's house. The glorious downtown bonfire was making the mayor's house rise in the darkness at night. The security was extremely tight and the surroundings were guarded by armed city soldiers. It is so well protected because it is someone who must be in Sunstrea, and partly because it is the only person in this Sunstrea who can confront the Divine. Though we can counter divine men, if we are human, if we are attacked by sleep, there is not a single pile.

That's the same with Setuna.

Unless you have a subpoena, you're no different than a regular person. If you get your neck slashed, you die. Even if you bleed too much, you die. Even if they pierce my heart, I die. Depending on the severity of the injury, he dies. Even shock kills me. It's just a weak creature. Still, it is only thanks to the black spear and the families that we can confront and defeat monsters like divine men.

I'm no longer young enough to argue that it's my power.

(Well... what do we do)

Setuna armed herself as she stagnated far above the mayor's residence. Even in the middle of the night it was imaginary that there was strict security, but it was too bright nonetheless. It was because of the bonfire burning in the square in front of the mayor's residence. Now, come on, we can't even get close to the ground. If the guards find us, that'll be all the fuss. Am I to be mistaken for the coming of a divine man?

I don't mind if I do.

We were just about to leave. It is not what the citizens of Sanstrea found out about how to perceive this commotion.

With that in mind, nothing was difficult.

Setuna stepped down on the roof as she plunged toward the mansion under her eyes. The square is lined with tents for people who don't have a house. I guess it's called a temporary residence. And the bonfire is for one of those people to get warm and seems to be burning all night.

One of the soldiers guarding the square accidentally looked at this one. And he raised his voice softly and shouted at the soldiers of his colleagues.

"We found a suspicious man on the roof of the mayor's house!

"What!?

"True!

"Hold him down as soon as you can!

Turning his back on the rushing soldiers, Setuna jumped into the mayor's back yard. The mayor's house was a one-story house, a normal house with no decorations or anything, but was characterised by a slightly larger backyard. There was a small pond in the backyard with a beautiful picture of the night sky on the water surface of the pond. It was a beautiful night. But there wasn't enough serenity to indulge in its beauty. The freshly guarded soldiers' voices are approaching.

It was strange that no guards were placed in the backyard, but the reason was quickly known.

"I knew you were on your way here, Lord Setsuna."

"Mayor"

Turning to her surprised by the voices she had heard, she was lit by the moonlight and Marcar-Talber stood. The night breeze rocked his clothes. A serene expression. I can't read anything at all about what you're thinking. I guess I don't change one look at the midnight trespass either, because it's what I expected, as he said, but nevertheless, it's too grand.

Setuna was conscious of increasing vigilance towards Marcar as well as being able to move at any time.

"But it's a quick day off. And its summoning armed...... is it really Lord Setuna the Black Spear?

"The black spear is not the only summoning weapon I have. That's all."

"Hmm. That's my first ear. Can you show me all the subpoena weapons, please, at any rate?

For a favor with a smile, return it with a question.

"Mayor. What do you want? Isn't it about pulling me over to Sunstrea and using me as a force of war?

"If you would follow me, I would never have gone over it... but I didn't find the reaction unexpected. I had no choice but to use Sylville, but it was suspicious if I could still drop you."

Marcar has never been bad, and he has revealed his intentions. Do you want me to break my guard by speaking without covering my belly? Do you want me to get credit? Setuna no longer trusted Marcar with anything. The process of him being a good man could disappear at the time of his sacrifice of Sylville. Even if that is essential for the peace of this Sunstrea, it is not acceptable to Setuna.

At that time, along with rough shoe noises, the guards circled into the backyard.

"Mayor! There's a suspicious man...!

"Ah! Captain, it's him!

"Suspicious people all the time! The mayor's assassination?

Setuna narrowed her eyes to the way the soldiers looked with the portable demonic crystal lamp pointed this way, but that was the same for Marcar. The mayor told him chilly.

"... back off"

"But!

"I'm telling you to back off"

"Ha... Everybody, back off. You can leave it all to the mayor. Everything's gonna be fine."

I thought the captain and the soldier had no choice but to obey the words of other guards. It seemed odd somewhere that the shittiness and the soldiers leaving the backyard were so rapid that their quiet state was unnatural. Maybe that's the proof that the mayoral order is absolute, but even so, is it something that makes everyone who shows up in the backyard, grown up?

Feel the power.

"- It was assumed that you would come here if you hadn't drowned in Sylville. I didn't expect to be here tonight."

Marcar has continued to talk as if he had not been from the edge, such as about the soldiers. Try him, maybe it's a good thing about the guards or something.

Setuna asked further, looking into Markar's eyes.

"So what's your real purpose?

"Real purpose?

"With you, such as the power of the Divine Crusade, it should be enough. Unless you want to immerse yourself in politics."

"As you say, God's crusade is enough for me alone. Besides, it's not constant how long it takes for a patient with albinism to become divine. That's not how often divinity occurs."

"I mean, I don't need it."

"No. You need it. Lord Setuna."

Marcar keeps staring at this one and continues his words.

"The Most Powerful Summoning Armed - Chaos Bringer"

"I see. Is that what this is all about"

Markar's words and actions made him good at everything. How can Marcar stick to Setuna so much? On second thought, there was no other reason, etc., but what didn't come to mind about Chaos Bringer, which is normal for Setsuna, was that there was no choice. Because if you try Setuna, it even feels like an extension of your body right now. I can't imagine you only need a part of your body.

But if you find out, it's an extremely convincing reason.

If Marcar knew about Setuna and also remembered Setuna's reputation, which rang in the small group of nations, it was no surprise that he craved a black spear. The immense power of the black spear should seem more attractive to the exchangers than this. If you have one black spear, you will not lose in battle.

"Were you going to take the black spear from me and even make it your own?

"No way."

Marcar smiled.

"It would have been good if you had obeyed me. Then it was peaceful. If I could serve you and expand my power, there would have been no problem."

"Ha."

Setuna also laughed, trying to push Marcar's words away. Marcar's energetic smile, which does not change the tingle, is even creepy.

"It's full of problems."

"What's the problem? Sunstrea is the city that deserves to be the heart of this island, and I am the one who deserves to rule this island of Benoa, right?

The look on Marcar's face, which finally revealed his ambition, was no different than it had just been. An attitude that is no different from what is normal, the way things are, he comes to reveal his true heart.

"Instead of Benoagard, the Knights, who could not even protect the capital, Benoa, cannot be relied upon, and there is nothing else powerful. More than that, I can defeat the gods, and I can unite the land and build paradise."

"Paradise?

"That's right. It's paradise. At the dawn when I, Marcal-Talber, reigned over this island of Benoa, I pledge to the weak one eternal rest and peace."

"You need a black spear for that?

"I alone cannot defeat the Knights just as well. That's why we need more help. I was prepared for that, but it's not going to work."

"What are you talking about?

Setuna's question was silenced by Marcar.

"... that's what I thought, arrowhead, you showed up. Setuna-Kamiya. A Gandhian hero who once shook a small group of nations. You, the user of the black spear."

So you jumped on me?

"Yeah. Though you apparently do not follow me"

"Oh. You can't. I'm not staying here."

"That's a shame."

Marcar was careless by the looks and tricks. And after he insists on one shame, he tells me to chill.

"I had to take you down"

"Why does that happen?"

"Black spears can be a threat to my dreams"

"Right."

Setuna jumped out loud as she distorted the edge of her mouth, but at the next moment, a shock wave is pounding through his body, blowing his body hard. Spread butterfly wings, the ability of the Mail of Dotor, to rebuild attitudes in the air, while exploring what happened. Down front, there was no sign of Markar in the backyard. Sense the signs and raise your gaze. There was a mayor on the roof, illuminated by the moonlight and bonfire. That thing shows you have superhuman physical abilities.

That's about what I expected, because you have the ability to just crusade the Divine Man. And the shockwave that blew up Setuna should also be Markar's ability.

Paranormal ability to superhuman physical abilities.

If you don't have that much, you can't destroy monsters like divine men without a subpoena armed. But I had never heard of anyone but a knight under the protection of God, such as a man who exercises such power without a subpoena armed.

(the hell...... what?

Setuna noticed both eyes emitting light in Marcar's shadowed face.

Golden light.