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

"" Great destruction "…"

It wasn't until Lem walked into a room reserved for Setuna and her and we were alone that he snapped small.

Several hours have already passed since we arrived at the Finn Light Mansion. After seeing how Shanoah was doing and listening, we were supposed to grab dinner. It was already time outside the window to be covered in darkness at night. At dinner, Luveris didn't show up, and what a lonely space for the servants of the Finlite family to just follow me as caregivers to Setuna and Rem, but that's impotent. Luveris meant that when eating at the mansion, it was the rule that he was with Shanor. I know how painfully Luveris feels about wanting to stay on Shanor's side for longer every second of the day. According to the story, Shanor has not forgiven anyone but Luveris. Even the servants who have served Shanor for years have not even been recognized by her, he said. That's all I ask, is how important Luveris was to Shanor, but it would be hard for the servants.

After the meal I took a bath and sweated. Rem asked Setuna to help him bathe, etc., but left it to the female servants. Exactly. There's no reason to even hang out with a bath. Rem seemed unhappy about it, but Setuna didn't care.

Then they let me through to my room. Setuna and Rem, although each had its own private room available, did not hear that Rem, being a servant of Setuna, would spend time in the same room. Setsuna also admits that that would be fine.

There was no setuna, no lem, no luggage-like luggage. I don't have one to change. Naturally. Setuna wore only black clothes like that restraint suit and since returning to this world, she has only changed her clothes during her stay in Sunstrea. When I left Sunstrea, I changed into black and then came to Benoa dressed in the same outfit.

Rem slept in the rest room dressed like the same maid of honor, and then he didn't have time to change, and he didn't change. Luveris had no problem with that, and he had prepared a variety of dressing for the Setunas.

Both Setuna and Rem have sleeves through the floral bedding that Luveris has prepared for them.

It's been a long time since I've seen Rem put sleeves through clothes other than maid clothes. In the first place, it was a long time ago in itself to take a serious look at her figure, but more than that, there was even such a feeling that Rem's taking off his maid's clothes was rare in itself and not an exaggeration when it came to miracles.

When I look at Rem sitting down on his bedroom, I can't help but think that he's in a sleeping position at any time.

Rooms for one. Never narrow. There was enough room for me to spend enough alone. A lot of the conditioning is qualitative, but that doesn't make me dissatisfied. But there is a strange feeling. Because I have the impression that when it comes to the mansion of Luveris, it is luxurious and rugged. It shouldn't have been an exaggeration to say that everything was too flashy. But such flashfulness lurked the ringing in the rebuilt mansion. Should it be said that the quality is thorough? Even the magic crystal lamp ornaments, yes. I didn't feel like I was in Luveris' mansion.

"While I was asleep, the world was in trouble."

"... even while I'm gone"

"Speaking of which, where and what was your husband doing?

"I would have gone. He was going to hell."

"You don't know that. What the hell is hell? Please tell me."

"Hell is hell. Nothing more or less."

"Is that how you tease again?

"Don't tease me."

Setuna, shaking her head, approached the sleeping table and lowered her back to the other side with the lem. The bedroom is naturally for one person, but a small lem would be available without any problems.

"Hell is hell."

It was only natural for Lem to give such an expression to Setuna's answer that he was not convinced. Dive into the futon and see the ceiling. It seems as if the chilling light of a hanging demonic crystal lamp will bring calm to your thoughts.

"Is this world like hell?"

"Hell in the world...... is it"

Rem also slips his body into the futon. As for her physical decay, which has been sleeping for two years, I can only deal with it by working out from tomorrow. Otherwise, it could be a foot clump. I don't mind the usual. There's nothing like that going to be a problem, trying to travel in a wheelchair, trying to get Setsuna to hold and move. But there's no way that's going to happen in time of war. I just wish I hadn't taken her into battle, but that doesn't convince her herself.

Most importantly, Lem has a Reaper. As far as the "Reaper” girl who emerges from the shadows and touches the switching mechanism of the Demonic Crystal lamp, I know she can fight to some extent even if Rem herself can't move around. It's also understandable that she's still not convinced. The light went out of the magic light. This means that even Lem's "Reaper” reacts with the Demonic Crystal Stone, and it can be seen that the “Reaper” was a living being.

I think it's strange again.

The presence of Rem.

An immortal being who shares his life with Setuna. That's Rem. No matter how hurtful she is, no matter how much flesh she is destroyed, she will restore and resurrect again and again unless Setuna dies. The vitality supplied by Setuna may be transforming her very existence. Maybe it's like Lem's "Reaper” thing. Setuna's Reaper is Lem. However, there is one very different point from Rem's "Reaper”. The point that Rem has self and cannot be seen in Setuna.

"For me,“ the Great Destruction ”feels very much the same before and after. Of course, it's true that the symptoms called albinism didn't exist before the Great Destruction, because that doesn't mean there's a big difference in my world."

Some chilling words in Rem were not of such a kind that Setuna could not understand. It is also what I imagined she would be. I wouldn't be ignoring about Luveris or Shanor, nor am I saddened about them. But then again, Rem is Rem.

"For me, your master and all those who surround your master are everything. It's not what I found out about the world."

"... I guess that's fine"

Setuna affirmed her thoughts while acknowledging that her eyes began to get used to the darkness.

"Me too, that's what I do."

"Your husband?

"In the end, I'm just a human being, too. There's no way a human can do that. Just take care of yourself and everyone around you. I can't even think about the world."

That was who I was before.

Even then, when I refrained from the ritual of the Resurrection of the Holy Emperor to the present, it was more about me than it was about the world. I was only burning obsession with hitting my wrath on the irrational world, swirling within me. It's just a sprinkle. I had to. Only by doing so could we confront the world.

Every time I remember my little self like that, I have bitter thoughts. How small and how little I knew.

It doesn't mean anything, I spent my life fighting crap and even tried to die at the end of the fight.

But then there was no other way. Setuna's own emotions, the only way to express her thoughts, was to kick through the enemies pushing at that overwhelming amount and give them to the blood festival. That's the narrow amount, but to Setsuna at that time, that was the limit.

I didn't have enough weight or anything to relate to the world.

"In that sense, I think the Knights are really amazing."

"Yes."

"It's not about us, it's all about the world."

Regardless, I know that the Knights were not such a noble organization from the beginning. The fact that the Knights were at the extremes of corruption before the revolution is something that Leveris himself admits. Still, there is the fact that the purifying action revolutionized and allowed us to fulfill our encounter with the Savior God Mivula. The encounter between Fairling Zan-Kruse and Mivula. The Knights were thus reborn. It transformed itself into an organization that raised salvation and kept throwing itself into a battle for nothing in return. It was only to save the world from the ruin that should come, there was no private heart, a desire for selfless abnegation.

And the thirteen knights who went to Gandion to stop the resurrection of the Holy King and lost their lives embodied precisely the Knights' philosophy. It is only with their honorable sacrifice, for one thing, that the world survives without perishing, and it goes without question that if they had not cooperated with Quon and crushed themselves only to the survival of Benoagard, they would have become worse off than the status quo in which the world was split apart by “great destruction”. Quong alone is not even sure if he has been spared the doom.

"I hope we can be like that while we work with the Knights"

"Yes."

Rem did not deny Setuna's opinion. For her, too, the Knights who focus on the philosophy may be dazzling.

Looking next to him, Rem's face was close. The smiling girl's face was releasing colour until awesome, and Setuna breathed. Because I never imagined Lem would get a glossy look so far.

"Hey, what the..."

"The fact that I was able to make another tour with your husband..."

Rem held Setuna's hand in the futon.

"I'm so happy with that fact."

"... me too"

Setuna shook her hand back.

"I'm glad you're alive."

It was true and unmistakable. It's a sincere word. Rem was alive. I don't know how inspiring that fact was.

When he returned from hell, it was like a changed world that spread in front of Setuna. When I learned of the fact that the world had been destroyed by “great destruction," I even considered the possibility that everything had been lost. Never again, have I not even been able to touch you?

It's just horrible to think about.

So I've tried not to think about it as much as possible. I turned away and blocked my ears. Even if it was a reality that I had to accept one day, it was hard to accept right away.

But Rem was alive.

Rem isn't the only one.

And Maria, and Faria, and Ruufa, and Miliu, were alive.

I couldn't be happier.

I'll see you again.

That's all there is to it, that it's worth the shame of life.