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

Episode One Thousand Seven Hundred Six: Sun Strea Later End (Previous)

The mess didn't subside, neither did Setuna get off the ground.

Naturally.

There has been a major incident involving the entire city of Sanstrea. When a resident of Sunstrea was beaten up from a deep sleep, several divine men were engaged in sabotage. A divine disaster that could not have happened frequently had just happened the other day. It was also an inevitable story that the citizens of Sunstrea would be in a state of panic and havoc would wind up. And, as Marcar thought, it would be only natural for every one of us to believe that a divine crusade by the mayor would take place and raise his voice for salvation.

That was the reality of this urban state called Sunstrea.

Citizens were evacuated from the southeast and northwest, which became battlefields by the evacuation induction of city troops, but there were numerous casualties from citizens and city forces. Multiple divine men came out of nowhere. Not only did one of them serve in a sanatorium to isolate albino patients, but there seemed to be slightly more than a hundred casualties, with only serious minor injuries, such as one who lived around him, a city army soldier who stood up to the invasion of divine men and to contain the damage.

Such information arrived at Setuna after the confusion subsided and the eastern sky began to whiten. Shortly after Marcar's destruction, we don't know that. However, with the cause of the confusion in front of him, who didn't even show how it would fit in, Setsuna had the thought of being halfway down.

He is in the square of the northwest residential district of Sunstrea. The damage caused by Marcar's attack, which made it okay to involve the ground, had ravaged residential areas and had its aftermath in front of this mayor's mansion. Multiple tents have been knocked down and burned. The bonfire flames didn't burn away, they must have been burned by Marcar's ray attacks. Setsuna has not made any attacks that would have reached downtown. Fortunately, citizens had been evacuated from the vicinity of the mayor's residence, and city army soldiers seemed to be watching the battle between Setuna and Markar on a far-flung roll, with no victims. Most of all, I'm not saying that I'm just not in this residential neighborhood, and I don't have anything else involved in the neighborhood. It is also true that the attacks that Setuna avoided have swept off the ground, leaving multiple victims.

If Marcar hadn't attacked me, there wouldn't have been any casualties - and so on, that's just an excuse. You could have fought better. We should have been able to direct Markar's attack toward the sky. At a time when it couldn't be done, Setuna's losing.

(Win or lose...?)

Setuna narrowed her eyes to the fatigue she had been pushing more and more when she returned Mail of Dotor and Chaos Bringer, and then Rod of Envy. Battle time itself is no big deal, but after maintaining Rod of Envy, it was a huge load to have called two more summoning armies. I have also used more of my abilities. Had it not been for less than two years of hell training, I would have done so much.

And in that case, he must have been killed without the art of exchanging to Marcar. Setuna's body is a human body. Markar's is not made to play infinitely like a divine man. If it is slashed, it is hurt, if it is cut off, it is missing, if it is pierced, it is fatally wounded. Though he has repeatedly recovered from dying serious injuries, if he encounters such an eye during the battle, he will have to be killed.

I survived and was able to kill Marcar because I worked out. They've worked out their bodies, sharpened their moves, sharpened their minds. It was not if I was doing my best in this level of combat, etc.

Exhale slowly and look over your head. A true torso lowfa descends without sound. As the true body of the divinely radiant Rowfa descends, it is still like the descent of an angel, with a completely different impression from that of a divine man. As we approach the ground, a giant is revealed that we did not know in the distance. When the thirteenth knight is in a true body state, he becomes enormous many times more than usual, but Setuna sometimes completely forgot, and was just a little surprised. Sometimes in the night sky it is difficult to tell the distance between them and I didn't realize its enormity, but I go down to earth and get closer to clarify it. It's huge enough to rival the giant Griff. Full body, covered with white toned armor, rounded overall. The decorations borne on the back - the light back is huge and has the ability to deform when attacking, can be seen from the difference in shape from when fighting. In the long run, he looked like an eye floating in heaven, and now he doesn't. That was because the light back was changing like a giant three-day moon from a shape that evoked the contour of the eye.

It was wrapped in light at the same time as it descended on the ground, and the moment the light went out, Rowfa Zan-Seivas represented what it was. Knights in knighthood uniforms have a much different impression compared to when they met two years ago. I can't imagine how he looks at this one with a worrying look on his face being the same person as the previous Rowfa.

"Markar-Talber's thoughts are not necessarily a mistake"

He dropped his gaze at Setuna's feet, saying that at the aperture best. Learn to do that, and Setuna will look at you, too.

Beneath Setuna's eyes lay the remains of Marcar. Falling from all that altitude and retaining his original form so much that he could tell it was Markar even though he clashed to the ground might be a proof that he was no longer a human, but merely a monster. Still, I can recognize it as Markar. It's only a small part of the upper body, but if you look at what you know, it will be obvious. From the neck down, it had been whitened and alienated, becoming something completely different from that of man.

"If we were to replace the Impudent Knights and protect and guide the inhabitants of Sunstrea, that would be good too. As a matter of fact, the Knights have lost their former power, losing their strength and their popularity. Knights Commander Osfeld Zan-Ward did not bind the Knights to being the rulers of Benoagard"

"Huh...?

Setuna was shocked that Rowfa had spoken casually. But I don't have time to ask questions, and Rowfa keeps coming.

"If Marcar truly thinks of the people and does politics for the weak - the captain of the regiment recognized Sanstrea's independence. After a discussion by the Knights' executives. That was over a year and a half ago. Then the Creuse End came under the control of the Knights of Izfail, but that's the same reason"

"Just hang in there."

"What?

"I can't keep up with my thoughts because of all the shocking stories."

"I see... but I have nothing to show you"

He, nodding as he was convinced, had smiled a little tenderly. It was unexpected for him to give such a look, but at the same time it becomes clear that what Setsuna wants to say has not been communicated well.

"Lord Setuna-Kamiya. What your lord has done is not a mistake. There is no such thing as justice that imposes sacrifices on citizens because of their desires and ambitions. There is nothing more against the Knights Without Power that Marcar has disputed."

"... so I thought I'd fight without thinking about it."

Give up the mention and voice your opinion as he talks.

"If Marcar fell, eventually Benoa or Kreuth End would have moved to protect Sunstrea. Nothing to worry about. And the likelihood that Sunstrea will eventually happen is something we've been considering."

"Really?

"I wonder why I could have interrupted the battle between your lord and Marcar."

"... because you were monitoring Sunstrea?

"Yes."

Rowfa explained slowly, nodding quietly.

"It's not like I didn't trust Marcar. Markar-Talber is a former Knights Knight. He has carried out various missions as a righteous knight and has made numerous achievements. A knight among the knights awarded time and time again, many of his squire serve as active knights. After retiring, he was promoted to mayor of Sunstrea because of his track record, personality and desire. I've also heard of a reputation that no mayor is as good as him."

I can hear that Markar's person reviews are consistent with what Setuna felt for him at the first encounter and ratings such as Silvier-Rencode, and that the country itself, Benoagard, valued him highly. So many people possessed the power to counter the Divine Man. It was also an inexorable story that citizens of Sunstrea, beginning with Sylvia, worshipped the mayor like God.

"That's why."

Rowfa's eyes on Marcar's remains are distressing.

"If you're as human as Markar, there's no way you don't understand what's going on after the“ Great Destruction ”. No matter how much the Knights are impudent, they can't be unaware that it's at times like this that it's important to join forces and face the difficulties. Yet he vociferously claimed independence and vehemently condemned the Knights. The Knights accepted his accusations, but did not question his words and actions. It was uncomfortable."

"... were you suffering from albinism then?

"I don't know that far. In the first place, I didn't even imagine him, such as he was divine. Divine men are the destination of albinos. Albinism not only inflicts pain, it also deprives you of your sanity. Divine things just become a scourge that scatters killing and destruction all around us. I've never heard or seen anything like a divine man acting rationally like Markar"

The night breeze blew through and rocked his long hair. Is it the addition or subtraction of moonlight that seems somewhat obsolete, or is it the accumulation of physical and mental fatigue in the world after “great destruction”? In any case, from the current lowfa, I could not recall the lowfa two years ago.

That's about it, the impression is different.

"So the Knights decided to monitor Sunstrea. I kept an eye on Markar's trends and was constantly wondering if anything was wrong. Sometimes, even if Marcar wasn't up to anything, he wanted to be able to respond as soon as possible in the event of a divine man occurring. I'm also monitoring the crown end for a stronger reason. In the Knights of Izfel, you can't fight a god."

Rowfa, who so affirms, has the means to confront the divine man, regardless. If even black spears are overwhelmed with true bodies, they can't possibly just lag behind like gods. He showed his opponents an overwhelming battle of multiple divine men, but even that didn't seem like a full force.

"The more I watched Markar's trends, the more uncomfortable he became. He said he was supposed to be just a human being, but let the divine man be vanquished without precautions. That's the biggest reason I've come to be driven out to Sunstrea surveillance. There is no way a regular man can be an enemy to a divine man. Lord Setuna would understand."

"Oh. Ever since I heard that story too, I've been wondering"

"... I also wondered if I had gained even with the blessing of God, but I didn't know I was just consecrating but retaining reason"

"Is that possible?

"I would have gone. Never heard of it, never seen it."

Rowfa looked at this one and glanced at her shoulder as if she was exhausted.

More than unprecedented, I couldn't imagine whether Marcar was divine or not, and I guess there was no other way to delay dealing with the Knights. And, thinking that far, Setuna was fuzzy and doubtful.

"Even Mivula didn't get it?

Rowfa, however, did not answer Setuna's question and looked to the left. Looking at him, an armed Sunstrea City Army soldier was about to rush over. My chest aches over how the soldiers are stunned to see the tragedy of the residential area. If we could have fought a little better, we would have been able to contain the damage. I should have been able to reduce the number of victims.

No, in the first place, we shouldn't have had a fight or anything in the city. We should have fought outside Sunstrea. If that were the case, Setuna would have been able to do all she could from the start, and never considered that the aftermath might blow downtown.

Everything's not good, but that's why we need to think seriously.

Otherwise, I might repeat the same thing in the future.

This should never happen again.