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

Episode One Thousand Eight Hundred and Forty-Three: The Far Morning Burn

"It's over... right?

Sigurd opened his mouth in dismay, and inquired of Jin, as did the white knight, whose false goddess had vanished, and whose goddess had vanished, some time after he had also vanished.

The abrupt, that's the end of a battle that no one imagines as one brought silence to the battlefield. Without rejoicing at the end of the battle, which no one as one can call its victory, I could not speak one voice. That would be so. Mariella, a false goddess who showed overwhelming power and caused great damage to the Allies, was shown to be destroyed without any skill to exchange by a mysterious figure. There the will of the Sigurds was not intervened, it was a complete third party, a situation to be called an outsider. It's like being shown the end of the civil conflict between Mariela and the Knight (the organization to which she belongs), and if you try to make it the Sigurds, you don't know what it is for which you staged a counter-attack operation to defeat the goddess and how much sacrifice you made.

"Yeah... it's over, I guess not."

Jin also reacted unconvincing.

The heart of Myram, which became a battlefield, was thoroughly destroyed by the attacks of the goddess and his own army, no longer retaining the prototype, etc. The bodies of enemy allies are scattered, and there are countless seriously injured people who survive. Everyone was blind as if they had been left behind depending on the matter, and that was no exception to the Goddess Order Army.

The annihilation of the goddess marked the end of the battle.

At least, the goddess denomination side no longer gave any reason to fight for losing its absolute leader, and seemed to have lost its will again. The battle that was taking place there is closed by the surrender of the Goddess Order General.

"Are you sure it's over? Is that the end..."

Lunia also seemed to feel something uninterrupted. It is understandable that the end of such a death fight cannot be satisfied with this. However, it was also possible to grasp from the reaction of the Goddess Order Army that the Goddess had vanished and those under its influence had been freed. If the goddess was still alive, he would have moved the goddess sect army generals by their dominance and had them keep fighting. As it stands, it was not. Each soldier belonging to the Goddess Church is coming down to the Allies with a neat look as if he had taken possession. As far as that was concerned, there seemed to be no doubt that the goddess had vanished.

"There is no reaction from the goddess. Wherever you look."

Ga Zer Gi breathed on his shoulder, and went.

"I know that... thank you"

"You think this is also a Goddess Order Army measure?

"... no, that wouldn't be possible"

Lunia shook her head at Sigurd's question. The goddess was in the vanguard. If we pushed them to the force, we would have been in enough situations to destroy the Sigurds easily. And yet there's no point in making a performance that would make Mizu disappear. If it were to knock the Sigurds into further despair, wouldn't it be meaningless, but would it do something that would only take such a lot of work? With that in mind, it would still be muscular to think that the goddess has vanished.

I'm not convinced, and it doesn't change that I don't interpret it.

"The man who named himself that goddess was destroyed even by his soul. that rebirth is no longer allowed."

"Am I?"

Sigurd looked back. Zephyrus was looking out for the void where the goddess was supposed to be.

"The man...... that had powers that were not comparable to those of a man who named himself Goddess. Close to God's protection..."

"What are you doing here? Just now."

"... I have a bad feeling"

Zephyrus disappeared just because he never gazed at Sigurd. Without any aftertaste, there's no response. Sigurd had to be blunt.

"What the hell..."

He shows up suddenly and disappears lightly when he finishes his role. He thought it was like a wind blowing through. Jin asks like an asshole.

"In the first place, did he?

"Zephyrus"

"Yes?"

"Except for his name, the only person I know is Lord Elena's associate."

"The Protector's?

Gin looks surprised. It must have been an answer I wouldn't expect as far as he was concerned. Indeed, the connection between Zephyrus and Elenia is hard to imagine. Elenia always wanted Enjour's power. For this reason, I have tried to negotiate with Sigurd every now and again. Based on that, it's hard to imagine you have the power to hide a Zephyrus kind of war. Because if Zephyrus is alone, I wonder if it might be unnecessary such as "The Pale Wind".

"I'll have to ask you when I get back to Enjour."

"Right..."

It was when Jin nodded. I heard a shout from afar.

"Captain!

"Hmm?"

When I saw it, I could see the members of the "Pale Wind" rushing toward us. With Idyll-Moog at the forefront, the inflexible warriors burst out. There is no such thing as rolling.

"I won. Hey, I did it. Hey, it's over!

He's here.

Sigurd became indescribable in Idyll's prestigious cheer. I feel drawn back to reality at once. It's a strange thing because until now I've been somewhere up in the sky or in strange comfort, but I just hear Idyll shout and I get my normal senses back.

"Isn't that good?"

"Am I?"

"Survive me."

Jin looked delightfully at Idyll's way too well. And I'll tell you small.

'Cause I'm too dead.'

"... sort of"

I don't want to nod.

In fact, too many died. The nascent "Pale Wind" lost more than half of its crew in its first line. That's when it started. Besides, I wasn't in the middle of a fight. Death in a situation where there has not even been a war. The dead ones would have been mindless, and there is also the feeling of hatred that inspired Sigurd.

I didn't want to thank you enough for surviving.

I felt my gaze unexpectedly.

"Like Sigurd-Foliar"

"Oh?"

When I saw it, Lunia was confused. She opened her mouth, as she had decided, as she looked surprised by the unseemly gesture.

"For humans, well done. I'll compliment you."

"... thank you."

For a moment, I opened the moment because I was taken aback. No way, I had no idea what reason Lunia was obviously looking down on humans, complimenting Sigurd, etc. Humans fear the Imperial Devil. As much as that, the Imperial Devil also hates humans. That also appeared in her words and deeds, but did she say that diving through the dead line together softened it somewhat?

"You were a good woman for the Imperial Devil."

"Hmm......"

Even though Sigurd praised her honestly, Lunia turned away lightly, so she couldn't catch a glimpse of her expression. It may just be a fantasy that it is softening, etc. Sigurd reconsidered his thoughts on the chilling response.

Then, now, Ga Zer Ghi has spoken.

"I don't want to get used to humans, but you certainly did well."

"Heh... he didn't do anything praiseworthy."

Sigurd, kind of lit up, scratched his nose head.

"In the end, it was that knight's power that made the decision. I couldn't even hunt down the goddess."

"It's the same thing as ours. It was difficult even to be fleshy to the goddess. In that regard, you were able to injure the goddess. For once."

"That, and this, was because of your support. I couldn't do anything alone."

"... Exactly. And that's the same for us. It was the first time humans and we could work together to scratch the goddess. It wasn't a decision."

Ga Zer Gi laughed in a self-derisive manner. And keep quiet.

"We have to change our perception of human beings."

When I heard a single word from the Imperial Demons, I also thought Sigurd needed to revamp his perception of the Imperial Demons.

Most importantly, for Lunia, for Ga Zer Ghi, it is under the influence of the Demon King that we can fight with the Sigurds in this way, and if they had not been under the control of the Demon King, this would not have been the case. We never worked with them, and they never recognized us.

It's not that easy to understand with the Imperial Devil.

He understood such a natural reality once again through this death fight.

The battle is over.

Never a convincing ending, etc. After paying too much for the sacrifice, it is a victory obtained through the intervention of a third party completely unrelated to ourselves. Maybe it's not even like a victory or anything.

But it is an indisputable fact that the death struggle against the false goddess has closed the curtain and Myram has become a carriage free from the reign of the goddess denomination. Without calling it victory, what do you call it?

(Whatever...)

Feeling like a load of drain and physical fatigue, he looked up, blurry and empty.

Morning burns are still far away.