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

Episode One Thousand Seven Hundred Forty-Eight Funeral Songs for the Dead Royal Family (I)

"You sure are from the Ward family..."

Shivula Zan-Suor looked a little surprised, I guess, because Ozfeld was just a fourteen-year-old. Joining the Knights is mostly after the age of sixteen. Joining the group at the age of fourteen was not acceptable unless it was exceptional. This means that Ozfeld could have joined the Knights on an exceptional basis.

The Ward family is a leading nobleman of Benoagard. He was a prestigious all over the prestige of producing many Knights knights and a family member who has given his name to the Knights cadres more than once. But none of the Knights executives at the time belonged to the Ward family. Even so, it is affecting the Knights because the daughter of the previous Ward family owner, or Aunt Ozfeld, was in the royal family. As the side chamber of the earlier king, his aunt, welcomed into the royal family, took in the king and made the relationship between the Ward family and the royal family strong.

In Benoagard, which ends in a muddy struggle for power, the woman who swung into politics could not survive unless she was strong.

Not everyone accepted the status quo of such a Benoagard. There were not many that I thought had to be changed, and as it was, there were few that were worried that the country itself, Benoagard, would perish. But those things were not at the center of power, and even if they were, they were turned away and deprived of their speaking power. Corruption calls for corruption, presents the look of sludge, and endless bloody politics spells out the days.

In such a world, neither could the Knights escape corruption. No, rather, it could have been said that the Knights took advantage of this corrupt Benoagard status quo to create a kingdom culminating in the Knights Commander. If the politics of Benoagard had been clean, right and beautiful, the Knights would have also been worthy of it. But because the fundamentals of Benoagard were rotten, the Knights belonging to Benoagard also had to rot.

Ozfeld was allowed to baptize his squire at the age of fourteen, also because of the pressing need for the Knights to make their relationship with the royal family strong, and because the Wards had a say in the royal family.

Ozfeld's entry into the Knights was due in large part to his vision of a knight in disguise, not to what he intended to do with corruption. My parents broke eager to join the Knights alone, wanting to be a knight as bewitched by the founding legend of Benoagard. Parents were afraid of Osfeld's infancy. Still young and even young, Ozfeldt was admitted into the Knights, and if anything happened, I couldn't even see him. Ozfeld was an important man of the Ward family. Still, I guess the only reason his parents listened to what he wanted was simply because he was a child troublemaker.

He was called out to Shivula like that when he was training alone in the Knights headquarters courtyard at the time. I was alone because it was a break in his squad, and while everyone praised his intention to spend time training until the break, no one was going out with me. It was not an exaggeration to say that Ozfeld was moving only with childhood and enthusiasm at the time that the idea that he should rest well for about a break was more correct, something he did not know.

"It's Ozfeld, Master Shivula!

Ozfeld's eyes were sparkled by Shivula's voice. Shivula and I are familiar. The Suor family is also a prestigious Benoagard family, and the Ward family interacts with each other. A world in which connections between nobles are a force. They use each other pretending to respect each other. That kind of relationship, Osfeld had felt close to Shivula since he was young, and since he joined the Knights, he had paid attention to his activities and reputation. I was eager to join the Knights, or because I wanted to catch up with Shivula quickly.

'Oh, I remember. Ozfeld. It's hard on your father, he's taking care of you.'

"Is Father here!

'... no, I like the prestige'

'Cause it's an honor to have a voice from the righteous knight!

Ozfeld, unaware of Shivula's bitter laughter, was screaming. Courtyard on break. There is no one else. How loud he shouted, he never drew attention, but Shivula looked sinister.

"Hmmm... it's an honor to talk to you about the grain crushing of a cold meal, and you seem to be the bearer of unusual values,"

"Uh, ah... the..."

"It won't even bother you that much, Shivula."

It was the Orthodox Knight, who also knew Osfeld well, who accidentally appeared behind Shivula.

"Fail."

Failing Zan-Kruse. Synchronized with Shivula, he was the young owner of the Kruse family and naturally knew Ozfeld of the Ward family. However, tension stiffened his entire body the moment he appeared, because for Ozfeld he was not even as involved as Shivula. Fairling, along with Shivula, has also been promoted to a righteous knight, also because he was one of the stars of expectation in the Knights. Ozfeld's aim is to be an orthodox knight like Shivula and Fairling, unlike the obedient knights whose sole purpose was to join the Knights.

"You are no different from being one of the righteous knights. As a righteous knight, there will be as much to be taught to young obedient knights'

"I know that."

"Then tell him."

'Hmm...... good. Mr. Ozfeld, let me tell you one thing that matters more than this.'

'Yes, yes!

Ozfeldt made his chest dance to see what guidance Shivula would give him. Naturally. It is rare for an orthodox knight to direct instruction to an obedient knight. Normally, it was customary for quasi-knights to coach subordinate knights, and the extent to which ortho-knights occasionally advised quasi-knights. So much so that the rank in the Knights is absolute, and there is no way to raise the temper of the Orthodox Knight. Most importantly, Osfeld, the Ward family's best man, is not treated as such in the Knights. He was so popular that the Orthodox knights trying to connect with the Ward family argued over Osfeld's leadership. As much as that, of course, was not due to Ozfeld's own talent and personality, he also recognized it, and that's why he would have aspirations for orthodox knights like Shivula and Fairling.

Both Shivula and Fairling treat Ozfeld not as a Ward family man, but as a newcomer obedient knight.

"If you want to go up in the Knights, don't ask me or Faye to teach you anything."

I couldn't even take it as a joke from Shivula's serious expression, and Ozfeld was just out of line. And the fact that the failing ring rarely opened its mouth and laughed finally showed that it was a joke, stroking my chest down relieved, but Shivula made me look uncomfortable at the big laugh of the failing ring, so I couldn't figure it out and confused myself.

I dreamed of memories of such a distant day because, I'm sure, I could understand the loss of Shivula as a reality.

No, the moment he died, I should have understood it as a certainty. The bond of the thirteenth knight is not vague. Because the great bond twisted together by the power of God made us feel the power of that life clearly, and at the moment of death, it becomes clear and transmitted. Loss of life. There's a big hole in my heart suddenly. It was a bad feeling. I remember when the Great Destruction happened. All of a sudden, six big holes were created in the mind. After understanding that it was the extinction of the bond, the sense of loss slowly pushed in.

The bond was formed by the power of God, but there is no doubt that his activities over the years as comrade of the thirteenth knight had elevated the bond to a genuine one.

That is why the nothingness of losing them was so great that from right after “great destruction” to today, holes remained holes in the chest all the time. There is no way to fill this hole. Holes increase every time you lose a comrade. Shivula's death was also just about adding more holes to his heart. I'm sure that would be the same for Luveris. Sid, Bain, and Rowfa must all have the same pain and sense of loss.

Trying to have that pain, he opened his eyes. Vague darkness covers my sight. Apparently it is midnight, which is also evident from the silence until this chill. For a long time, he seemed to have fallen asleep. He treats a room within the Knights headquarters as his own hypnotic room. It turns out that I was going to take a temporary sleep, but I'm no longer at the point of a temporary sleep. but I'm not in a hurry. The hypnotic sleep was decided by Ozfeld on his own. I have slept for a long time, and I am not relinquishing my duties as Knights Commander. That's why I can't help but be discouraged, but now Ozfeld, more concerned than that, quickly got out of the futon and grabbed the sheath of the sword he put up on the bedside.

I had a strange heartbeat.

Maybe it's because of my dreams, or because I met Shivula's remains face to face before I went to bed and burned them in my eyes. Either way, it wasn't the usual thing to be annoyed by such an unpleasant feeling, and I've never been over alert. The Knight of the Divine Table has the blessing of God, by which supersensation can capture the omen. He feared that this heartbreak could be a sign of that.

Take the sword and leave the room.

The passageways on the second floor of the Knights headquarters were lit with demonic crystal lamps installed at equal intervals, without the need to watch your step. The faded light is sweeping away the darkness of the night. Glitter than glare. For eyes who are too used to the darkness, it is somewhat too dazzling, but there is no choice.

Continue down the aisle and down the stairs. Ground floor. Remains quiet inside HQ. Of course, the obedient knights patrol the headquarters, not to mention in the middle of the night, but Ozfeld never stumbled upon them by chance. All the knights left in the Knights are diligent and serious. I am proud to defend Benoa as a Knights Knight and to risk my life every now and then for the people of Benoagard, and no one else in Iles Valle. That's why he turned down the invitations of the Knights of Izfail, Marcar and Hulberto, and stayed with the Knights. Without pride, you can't even do it as a Knights Knight.

After the “Great Destruction”, the Knights followed a path of apoptosis. It was not such a sweet and gentle world that nothing remained in the Knights without pride, without pride and without readiness. Even one of Benoa was anxious and aroused suspicion in the Knights. The emotions created by the unprecedented catastrophe of "great destruction" provoked discord and deepened discord. When the voices of condemnation to the Knights rose, they left the Knights from the proud ones.

Only the elite remained in the Knights.

It is not to say that there is no pride in what separated with the Knights, or in what followed Marcar, or in what was invited to the Royal Rehabilitation of Benoagard. However, it is certain that they are incompatible with the philosophy of salvation set forth by the Knights, and it was never a bad thing for those things to have left, although I do not feel comfortable with them as a force of war.

The Knights became a rock.

At least Osfeld feels that way.

Everyone is proud of themselves as Knights Knights, and every day, they are moving forward.

If there is only one thing in this world that has not been destroyed, isn't it the soul of a knight?

Second, Ozfeld thought of that.

And while walking within HQ, I also reconsidered whether the anxiety from earlier was overthought.

What will happen to this Benoa?

Even if the Nea Benoagard army, led by Hulberto, comes in, we have to pull out the Stra fortress first. The Stra Fortress has Sids. Sid said he ran out of power in the battle against Shivula, but there's Bain. Plus there's a powerful helper named Setuna, Rem. Even if Hulberto led the whole army and pushed it against the Stra fortress, he would surely repel it.

There's no reason for Benoa to be a battlefield.

(Are you sure?

Ozfeld stopped his leg, remembering he was caught in the chest. Am I missing something important?

It was just as Ozfeld thought that the Nea Benoagard army had attacked the Stra fortress. By bringing a former hero named Setuna-Kamiya to his side, he shocked Hulberto. Hulberto had been told so much by Sid that he did not like Setuna's strength.

Sid is a fervent Setuna believer.

Appreciating and admiring Setuna and the power of the Black Spear that destroyed the true body all round, he waved a hot valve about Setuna even though his colleagues wouldn't even ask him. I also remember that Ozfeld, one of those Sid victims, had to shut up on Sid's hot valve, even the failing ring that was the captain of the regiment. Everyone atrophied in front of the failing ring, and so did Sid, but maybe Sid's Sid was the only reason he didn't even get nervous when talking about Setuna.

That's the background I had when I saw that if I pulled Setuna into my side, it would stimulate Halbert. Hulberto had a particular respect for Sid, who was both a disciple of Shivula and a brother. Hulberto believed in Sid's words without one or two, and Sid's Setuna review must have been purely accepted. Just because he's away from the Knights doesn't change him to the essence.

Perhaps Hulberto will move.

Ozfeld's prediction was a hit.

Hulberto moved his army and pointed Shivula toward the Stra fortress.

So the question is, why didn't Hulberto move himself? If we really want a short showdown with the Knights, Hulberto himself should head out. The total strength of the Nea Benoagard Army and others may be high. The main force is both Hulberto and Shivula, and besides, it is about those who once became fantasy users as righteous knights, but the numbers are known. If he loses Shivula, Nea Benoagard falls short of battle power as soon as possible. What is the reason why we are not putting all our power into a fight that is supposed to be one hand in overwhelming power differences and seeing how things are going in the rear?

Why didn't you hit me with your hand?

Ozfeld entered the courtyard on the ground floor and looked over his head. There is a moon floating in the starry sky of heaven. The moon was red, suspiciously brilliant, and it seemed to represent Osfeld's chest.

(Red Moon...... ominous -)

It was when Ozfeld snapped in his chest.

The flash surrounded Castle Benoa, and the roar poured like a flood into his head.