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

The teacher is dead.

Lux-Vein.

A genius swordsman who boasted so much power and history that he was called a "sword ghost”. Even without the Summoning Armed Gravestone, its strength was said to be one of the best of its time, and in terms of its power, it also acknowledged “Sword Saint” Tran-Cargilius. He died like that because of the final war.

The biggest war since history, involving all of the continent caused by the three forces to serve the ends of its ruling gods - that is what the Setunas call the final war, and its claw marks still remain deep all over the world with "great destruction”.

Many of the scars engraved on this struggle capital Areutheras are not all caused by “great destruction”. In the middle of the final war, there were also numerous claw marks in the battle against the Vashtarian army, which had been attacking from the north, and the story was that Areutheras, no, many fighters, warriors, who fought to protect Armador, had lost their lives. With the exception of Benoagard, who made a covenant in secret with the Vashtarian army, almost every other country and region was ravaged by the armies of the three forces and drunk by an unprecedented scourge of "great destruction” in a situation that was attacked and destroyed. It goes without imagining that the damage was immense.

At a time when such “havoc” is taking place, Lux is dead in action.

Stopping by Areutheras, which would be a place of remembrance for that Lux, there was Setuna who couldn't help but feel destined.

Setuna knows best how great a teacher is. In the end, Setuna couldn't beat Lux. No matter how tough I got through my workouts, built my body, built my strength, and honed my moves, it didn't reach Lux at all. Naturally. Instead, Setuna's master was not served in such a person that he could catch up with about a few years of training, and such a person could not possibly be feared to be a "sword ghost” or the like. In the first place, Setsuna isn't the only one working out. Lux, every day, imposed more workouts on himself than Setuna. It means that no matter how much Setuna worked out, Lux was even further ahead.

'Cause it's not like you can be unlimited and strong. If you can keep working out better than me from now on, you might catch up one day. "

Not a single thing like that - and Lux has done well. And here's what happened. Sooner or later, Lux will be old and old. At that time, there is no chance that the young Setuna will be stronger. Still, it's a matter of possibilities, so we'll see how confident Lux is, but to the point where he's good enough to cut, he's always worked himself out. Neither does the great language magnificent, if backed by strength, dislike it.

My mentor's days with Lux are still breathing deep down in my soul as the driving force behind Setuna.

Open the lid.

In the darkness of the moonlight, Setsuna was caught in a strange sensation. He felt disturbed when one was trying to immerse himself in his memories with his master because of it. It feels like someone is watching you. Look next door. Rem sleeps on the same bed as him. I don't seem to be a squire in such a place, but I had a strong desire to let her sweeten me for not getting the book back on track yet. Rem has endured loneliness for two years. For a little while or so, no one's complaining, even if I'm stuck with Setuna.

(Rem then...)

Setuna was relieved by the soundness of Rem's sleeping face, who lay low to sleep. Lem, who became Reaper, was not supposed to have to sleep. You can stay awake all the time, and that won't be a big burden. But thinking that staying awake that way could compromise her humanity, Setuna had ordered Rem to sleep as much as he could. Although Rem initially obeyed in the form of reluctance, he now sleeps well every night and every night, so that's all Setuna feels saved.

Rem no longer has to resign herself to being human, though she no longer has to be. Rather, Setuna believed that it was to remain a human lem that would lead to her happiness, and she had no doubt whatsoever about caring for her for it. It's Setuna herself who's tying Rem up like that.

At that time, even though I couldn't come up with any other way, I had to be responsible until the end because I half-compulsively resurrected Rem and enslaved my soul.

Setuna, waking up her upper body, gently stroked Rem's dark hair and stepped out of the futon. March. Of the four seasons, can it be said that we are in spring, or not? During the day, although it had a warmer climate than in the middle of winter, it had become impossible to do so at night. There is a cold breeze with no major difference from winter and it seems we still have to spend some time in thick clothes.

The same thing indoors, both Setuna and Rem wear thick bedding.

Stay in that outfit and head to the window. The moonlight is plugging in because the book on the window remains slightly open. Rem says he wants to see the view of the Aleuteras at night, so it stays when he was watching.

Stand by the window and watch the city.

Setuna's room was the top floor of a four-story inn, and it was discovered that Warren had arranged for Setuna and the others. There seems to be some reason to entertain Setsuna so much, but I don't know if that's due to Warren's personal taste or his intentions as an Areutheras ruler. Warren, as an individual, I seem to want to hear about Setuna, but is that the only thing that will grace me so far?

I don't think there's any confusion. To the unusual gaze of the arrowhead he thought so, Setsuna looked out the window, at the arrow terrace at night, unable to help but remember the heartbeat. Under the starry sky of heaven, the township is spreading colored by countless demonic crystal lamps. Near the outer circumference there are parts of the area that are in ruins, but around the central arena, just in the city centre, there was a density of safe buildings, restored buildings, new buildings, etc., and one scale of the capital of Armador was visible.

From the window where Setuna stood, the central arena was in full view. A huge circular arena that suddenly emerges in the heart of various groups of buildings standing in the vicinity. Its intimidating exterior walls and two stone statues with only a peek at the head from the inside of the exterior walls are illuminated by demonic crystal lamps. The exterior walls are engraved with paintings of the fighters in combat, and I guess the intention is still to wrap the one visiting the arena with exaltation.

The two stone statues peeking from the inside of the wall stand in a staring outfit. Perhaps I can imagine that it's a stone statue standing in a fighting venue, but I don't know any more. However, there was an atmosphere over and over again and it was difficult for me to be attacked by the feeling of wanting to go see a fight that would take place in the arena. Fighting on Areutheras, he said, has not been using real swords since some time, but only in the form of competitive matches. He talked about seeing less blood, but what the dead were doing was extremely rare and almost impossible outside of an accident.

It is Desh's story that the thorough management of the Polar Strugglers allows the sound operation of all Areutheras, and I do not know if it is true. It just seemed like it wasn't a lie, from Desh's mouth.

With that in mind, I'm looking at a circular arena.

The odd gaze had stopped feeling for some time.

(What was that? the hell......)

Setsuna kept watching the Aleuteras at night for awhile, not even thinking it was her fault.

"Setuna-Kamiya"

Setuna Zenon Lars-Enjour Divgard Seidlock.

Because of its name, which seems too long, it is not infrequently called simply by its original name, Setuna-Kamiya. Person who suddenly appeared in Gandhia, once nothing but the weakest nation in the group of small nations, and brought numerous victories and glory to Gandhia.

"Black Spear Setuna......"

Warren-Roon snapped one in the office where no one was. Large office. Usually, secretaries and neighbors would ask him for directions when they came to visit, but at midnight, that was unlikely. Fighters are human too. You must sleep at night and prepare for the next morning. Otherwise, I can't even help but work out my body instead of fighting. It's something that fighters shouldn't have in battle contenders, like staying up late.

Thus he caged himself in the midnight office if he wanted to think quietly alone. Here, no secretary, no subordinates, no fighters in the way. I can think carefully.

All I think about is Setuna.

As captain of the Royal Gandhian SS, Lion's Tail, he is the presidential uncle of Gandhia, a Gandhian hero and personage. In the history of small groups of nations, it is sometimes said to be the most effective person, but it is never exaggerated. Normally, the hustle and bustle directed at foreign countries may include exaggeration, but the hustle and bustle about Setuna was surprisingly less exaggerated.

The activity in the Logner War, as well as the results in both the Zalwarn and Kruselk wars, were hustled without exaggeration at all. No, right after I heard it, I don't want to think it's just an exaggeration. Neither the destruction of the Guardian Dragon, nor the story of destroying more than 10,000 Imperial Demons, is possible. It's unthinkable. There's no way a human can do that. How can an armed summoner wipe out 10,000 Imperial Demons in less than half a day - everyone thinks so - because he is more powerful than an ordinary man and has vicious powers? Finally, Gandhia is trying to shake fear on the surrounding countries by exaggerating the effects.

However, it becomes clear that the hustle and bustle of Setuna is not exaggerated by the statements made by the countries that participated in the coalition forces and by exploring the interior of post-war Kruselk. Countries like Abad, Gibelle and Ishika officially praised Setuna for his work. Armador's intelligence department is also grasping that a handful of Imperial Demon remains were piled up on the land of Kruselk.

There are only a few classes of heroic masterpieces, and no human being would have acted as great as Setuna and shook up a small group of nations.

Such a person is still in his hands. It had brought some excitement and emotion to him. He's a pure fighter. I have had fighter parents, been educated as a fighter, and have lived my life as a fighter. Fighting was the only thing that lived and was everything in my life. If the war, and the day of collapse, had not come, he would still have stood in the arena of Areutheras as a single fighter.

Blood as a fighter is noisy.

I didn't know where the excitement would subside since my face to face with Setuna, who would remain the legend of a small group of nations. I want to hear more about it. I want to know more about him. I would like to ask for help. If I wished, not in competition, but in action, I wanted to cross swords - I had to be desperate to hold on to a desire that couldn't possibly be fulfilled.

"He was certainly a promising person..."

He frowned at the voices that accidentally echoed into his brain. There's nobody indoors but him. But I did feel the knockout, and there were signs. And that's something you probably can't sense anything but him.

A sign of God.

"Again... you've done something unsolicited"

This is the capital of my protection. Whatever you do, it doesn't matter. "

If you say so, there is no word to give back.

The battle capital Areutheras has been under the protection of the Lord of his voice since that day.

And by virtue of his patronage, one of the Areutheras was able to gain peace.

Rajam the god of struggle.

There was no reason for anyone to know why a pillar of the Emperor God had visited this Areutheras.