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

Silver light flashes.

Sharp and vivid slaughter. I saw it as a child, and it was the very trajectory of the sword I admired. A sword muscle that I imitated many times and couldn't turn into one after all. His sword strikes were rough, unproductive, and he could not even mimic the slaughter of Baile Zan-Lanacourt, as beautiful as a sword dance. No matter how much you try to correct, the earth will come out. I guess it's because the innate temperament manifests itself in the act of attacking, Mivula said. He wondered if that was what it was, and since then, he has stopped imitating Bail. We have to stop it. I can't imitate it, so I can't help it. How much better to beat him up with his rough temper intact.

(After all, wow)

Taking the slaughter of the Silver Bear Knight with his left cage hand and seeing it dimensioned easily, he just praised his grandfather for his moves. It was a heartfelt praise. He was a fat muscle that Bain could never imitate. Vibrant, sword flashes so much that they fall in love with each other, cleaving the void and severing the caged hands from arm to arm. Rescue seemed to leak from the cross section of his arm, vividly coloring the Silver Bear Knight ahead.

The light leaking from the helmet of the Silver Bear Knight was sharp and seemed to pierce. I am overwhelmed with feelings of forgiveness and so on.

Byle, I guess.

Byle didn't condone it, even if the other was a grandson who wasn't even old enough. It was Byle's idea that there was no way he could be handed down to anything aiming for a knight, and I think that if he were, Bain could have grown rapidly. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that being tough enough not to know the limits of the bail made Bain so strong and a loser personality.

Even such a bain has something to admit.

Oh, my goodness.

I've never seen anything more than a bail in a fat muscle.

Bain has been through countless battles so far. He has survived a variety of battles, from training to action, from fighting humans to fighting imperial demons and dragons. In the process, I have seen countless users of swords. That's why Fairling Zan-Kreus was also a sword user, and current Knights Commander Osfeld Zan-Ward is someone so proud of his sword skills that he has the alias "Light Sword”. Osfeld's sword strike did have something to keep an eye on, and there was no room for disagreement between the two names "Light Sword”. But for Bain, it wasn't comparable to Bail. It's something else. The "Light Sword” is a fat muscle, as though the sword were emitting light, and is a completely different kind of sword flash from the dance of the Silver Bear Knight.

Silver bear knights slay their enemies as they dance.

It is the knighthood of the Silver Bear Knight that looks full of gaps and some of them are not.

Both enemies and allies say they fell in love with the sword attack of the Silver Bear Knight. It was also there that the Silver Bear Knights were held within the Knights.

There is a hua.

"What are you doing?"

The Silver Bear Knight has rebuilt his sword and stared at this one. The shining eyes behind the helmet are not human eyes. Luminous eyes. It's the same as the real body. Golden eyes. The eyes of what must be human.

"What..."

"I am your enemy, thug."

I know you've been teasing me, because you know Bain wouldn't get excited if you didn't, but that's also why you know it's not an exciting situation.

"... can you do it?"

I tell you, standing on my right arm alone. There's no way I can.

As a Knights Knight, as a Knights Executive, this is an occasion where you have to fight. I dare you to stand up to me and I must defeat you. I know that. That's about it, not Bain I don't know. I'm ready too. I've also been determined. You can't be so unprepared as to put your family in your hands if it's for salvation. But still, there's something I can't do.

"Is that your limit?

"... oh"

Affirms.

"This is my limit. I don't mind."

I don't care if you disqualify as a knight.

You can be separated from Mivula and removed from the Knights, okay. If that happens, you won't resent anyone. Accept that your sweetness is the result of your invitation. I have no choice.

Bain can't, like, discuss his grandfather.

"If it's enough to kill you, if it's enough to hang you, if it's enough to destroy you... go ahead"

"It's not something sweet."

Byle's voice, back-to-back with the word, is gentle on this. That fact shakes Bain's heart so hard.

"Bain, you're a sweetheart. I know that better than anyone."

"What..."

"If you hear bad things about me, you hear your hands have come out. Each time I was angry with you, but in my heart, I was glad. I knew I shouldn't be happy, but I couldn't help but be happy. You couldn't forgive me for speaking ill because you love and respect me, could you?

"... oh"

"If you're not nice, you won't be. Just be nice. You must be too kind to defeat me. He said he'd rather be defeated by me. But that doesn't mean you inherited my teachings."

Bain was so touched by the gentle voice that he couldn't even imagine Bail's scolding. My mind swings violently, flooding and sweeping through my consciousness. I can't stop it.

"It would have been. Many times. So many times my ears hurt."

My days of training with Byle go through my brain. Over and over again - challenged with a wooden sword, he was slapped to the ground and struck against the wall. Even as Byle grew older and Bain grew, the difference was never filled. Even once, I never won. In Bain, Byle was the strongest. There's no way I can't remember that Byle's words.

"You are the only one who can succeed me."

"... yeah"

Nod.

Like a child.

"I went for it, Grandpa. I went for you. I tried to be you. I tried to be a knight in line for the Silver Bear Knight."

That's why I joined the Knights. All of them became righteous knights, recognised within the Knights, and tried to advance as much as possible and as much as a knight lined up shoulder to shoulder to shoulder to Baile Zan-Lanacourt. Childhood. Blue memories of what kind of organization the Knights are and what I didn't know.

"But I couldn't. I couldn't. Half a man like me didn't have the qualities to be like you. For a knight like you, like everyone else is a target..."

"That's fine."

"Is...?

"You're not me. You are not as worldly as I am, unless you are as thin as I am. Not as desperate in this world as I am?

"Despair...?

"I am, Bain. I was desperate for this world."

Bain was stunned by Bail's unexpected confession. I'm not even assuming that you're going to hear those words from Byle.

"To a rotten world. Everyone was not duly appreciated, everyone was unfairly disparaged, and was heartfelt by Benoagard, whose money and power were what they called things. Only then did I pursue my chivalry. In short, I was not enough to be called a knight among the knights, etc. It can be said that time is devoted only to training and pursuit, and as a result, the hero Tan of the Silver Bear Knight is ready"

The Silver Bear Knight went, raising his sword and looking up at his cutting-edge. Silver bear knight hero Tan. The story of a knight who stuck straight through the chivalry was widely known and familiar even in Benoagard at the time. The armor of the Silver Bear Knight was decorated in the Knights headquarters because the Knights decided it made sense to use the reputation of Byle, and because he had so much influence by then. But Bain looked at Bail with surprise, not knowing that the chivalry story was built in such a state of mind.

"It is difficult for a man as gentle and noble as you to be like me."

"Grandpa......"

Bain shook his head.

"I am!

And with all your spirits, scream.

"You're not such a sweet person! You're the worst son of a bitch ever to just act as violent as you think you are! You can't even put it on the knight's wind. Hey, that's a bastard!

"I know. There's no way you don't know violence as much as when it's only for a reason. You have been unreasonably powerful. You're a sweet girl."

The Silver Bear Knight's eyes seemed to smile gently. It would be an illusion. The glow of your eyes is constant. There's no way there's an expression on your helmet, your face is completely hidden in your helmet. You can't even understand the look on your face. But still, the kindness of the voice is the expression. It's an expression of emotion. Bail's emotions come straight through. What is in front of you is not a fake Byle. Genuine...

"Not like me"

"I... I...!

"You can stay with me. Sometimes I worry about something. Sometimes I get lost. Sometimes I suffer from what. You're sweet. I want you to stay strong. That way, you'll be a knight like me. You should be able to elevate my chivalry to your chivalry."

"My chivalry..."

Grip your fists hard. What is chivalry? It's the way you are as a knight, the way you live. By one, the way the knight thinks and the goal is very different. Since the revolution, the Knights' philosophy has been narrowed down to one salvation. Chivalry was also the ultimate goal there. But it's the ultimate goal, and the chivalry that goes all the way there is different for each chivalry. The Knights cadres, called the Thirteen Knights, were connected deep in their souls, and everyone was ready to throw their lives at them just for salvation. But I had a different chivalry for each of them, and that's good.

There is a path of salvation to aspire to only ahead of you through your chivalry.

Everyone believed that, and there was no mistake there.

So where is Bain's chivalry?

"First, you know what to do."

"... oh"

I can put my strength into my clenched fist. Chivalry. What I have learned from seeing my grandfather Byre Zan-Lanacourt's prestigious appearance. How should a knight be? What does knight in Benoagard refer to? Helping weakness and screwing up strength - wasn't that the chivalry listed by the Byre? Didn't you keep expecting yourself to die crazy for that? Didn't you seek victory and keep fighting for it? Combat freak? No. That's not my nature.

It is the fight to save the weak that has its own way of life.

This body and this spirit, they worked out just for it.

"Come on, Bain. Show me everything you have. I will show you everything I have."

"Oh. Okay, Grandpa"

It builds strength.

My soul can roar.

"I'm beyond you now. Beyond!

"Well done! That's my grandson! Come on, Bain!

Byle's sword sheds light.

"Lord of the Silver Bear Knight, burn only in his eyes!

Two giant knights moved at the same time.