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

The rendezvous between Ramles-Syfa Dorrus and Ufiria Diva-Surline greatly boiled down Lyohan anxious about the siege net.

Ramles-Sife Dorrus, the madman king of Ethereal Clothes, is a tremendously huge dragon. That is not an exaggeration when it comes to covering up a corner of the summit, such a giant as to have difficulty getting down to the aerial capital, and what sees its beauty cannot but have an unlimited fear of the dragon. And that fear can be a testament to trust in the Rambless. It was also inevitable that Ramles, king of dragons with mighty power, and his many family members, would be able to fight the siege net of the divine army if they were to help.

But the Phalia and the others had to have a further sense of crisis due to the new news they heard from Ufiria.

The siege net by the Divine Army has been further strengthened and is no longer 100,000 places.

"Approximately 300,000..."

And when Phalia heard the news of it from Uphilia, he did not wish to cease. Even an army of a total of 100,000, it was a great army. We don't even know what we can do with all of Lyohan's power. It was a situation where we had to count on the Ramles-led dragons. That means it swelled up more than triple, so it wouldn't have been impossible for Faria to lose her words either.

We also know that the Divine Army, which totals over 300,000, is positioned to besiege the patron junction of Lyohan and is gradually packing its distance, the day of the showdown is near.

"It's a hell of a number, but it's better than that fight."

"Well, yes... I don't feel much different"

"What's wrong with your head, there's no big difference between over six million and about 300,000?"

"No, you know, that's not what I meant."

"... well, I know what you want"

Gloria, after placing her hand on the disciple's head, has turned her gaze to those with Faria. You must have seen someone standing right next to Faria, not Faria.

"But this time we have a comforting ally. Something to worry about."

"That's true, too."

"That's right. Nothing to worry about. We're on our side."

I glanced at Ruufa and of course it was Ufiria who strained her chest. Dressed in dragon scales and bone-trained armor, she looked exactly what she deserved to call a dragon knight. The sleek length shows armor like a dragon itself. Hair overflowing from his helmet was platinum, reminding him of Miliu's hair color. The milieu is still unidentified, but not if it's up to her.

For starters, if we do not respond to the crisis before us, we will lose Lyohan.

Faria opened her mouth as she gazed at the map on the table.

"Thanks to Lady Ramles and Uffi, we have also found the main unit of the Divine Army. We will break this siege by dropping the enemy formation as soon as possible"

Ramles confirmed that the enemy formation was deployed on the hill of Marish, northeast of Lyohan, and that the ark carrying soldiers everywhere was also landing on the hill. If the position of the main unit is known, the operation is also easy to set up. Most importantly, it was also clear that the guards of the main force were thick, and that the main force was more powerful than any other. To dominate the enemy formation and defeat the main army, this one must also concentrate its power.

"That will make it easier to protect each side."

"Leave the south side to us. Ramles and my brothers will surely stop the invasion of Lyohan."

Listening to Yufiria's powerful but so many words, Faria placed some large pawns on the south side of Lyohan. Countless red pawns are positioned further south of it showing enemy forces. The big blue pawn is a dragon. Two thousand flying dragons, Ramles and their families. They say they will accommodate the divine army on the south side. I've never been more reliable and comfortable.

"So Lyohan's power is just to hit the north side,"

"It will be."

"Among other things, when you divide your forces in the northeast direction, you get thinner from northwest to north."

"Yeah... but I can't help it all"

Faria told, staring at the force placement on the map. If the main force is to be placed under the domination of the enemy forces in the Northeast, there is no other way to do it. Compared to enemy combat power, Lyohan's lack of combat power cannot be overridden.

The Divine Army is probably an army based on the Vashtarian Army. The Vashtarian army is a force that boasts a strength of more than approximately two million troops. We do not know how many of them belonged to the Divine Army, but we can see from the Lyohan siege net that we can deploy more than hundreds of thousands of troops. By comparison, Lyohan's mobilizing power is about two thousand. I can't even line up where I am.

While those slight forces were at hand, there was no winning chance on Lyohan's side other than to slap the main army, and for that reason no tactics other than concentrating the main force were conceivable.

And I can do that because the dragons led by Ramles are helping me, and only because Ufiria ran for Faria.

Ramles, after all, has been found to have been negative about his cooperation with Lyohan from Ufiria's statements. There is no value in protecting the people of Lyohan from the human haters of Ramles.

I don't know much about the people of Lyohan, either.

And although I was surprised that Ufiria had gone.

"I don't want to lose Faria or anyone else."

She laughed lightly, like that.

As for why Ufiria thinks so much of the Phalia people, the truth is, I'm not sure. Faria has only treated Ufiria as a benefactor of her life and as a friend, as she wishes, upon her arrival in Lyohan. I didn't do anything special. There was nothing Faria could do for her in Lyohan in the middle of confusion, so naturally. Maybe Ufiria felt something in contact with such Faria, or maybe she didn't. Though I don't know what she meant, Faria, I just had to thank her. Without her, Lyohan would have been ravaged by the Divine Army.

"Until we take control of the main enemy army, the main force, we have nothing else to carry."

"Then we can only drop the enemy as soon as possible."

"Right. I'm coming with you, Faria."

"Ufi......"

"You don't have to worry about Ramles. Ramles is the king of dragons. I'm not such a little person to break a promise I made once."

"Yeah... I'm not worried. Just thank you."

"Oh, no, that... that's not enough to be appreciated"

I blushed my cheeks in the back of my helmet, and I wandered off, what does that mean?

Faria watched Ufiria react with a little bit of decency. Faria is not the only one. Every one of the seven heavenly samurai on the spot wonders how she reacts.

Ufiria has stared at Faria again as she slowly exhaled to calm herself down.

"... I only do what I can."

That's what makes Faria happy, but she stopped.

After the battle, thank you very much. That might please her better. Somehow I felt that way, and Faria just smiled.

Ufiria still blushed for some reason, turning away.

"In the end, are you going to help me?

Malik went on to sound like his opponent, on the patron saint's throne, far from the watchtower. It's a small one if you try it in your voice, but not a sound, and your thoughts are definitely reaching. It's not like reading, but it's similar. Eventually, in a space where no one but him, only his voice returns,

Because Ufiria's so loud.

There was a certain kind of renunciation in the voices that seemed to be exhausted.

Voice of Ramles-Sypha Dorrus, Mad King of Ethereal Clothes. It's not audio, it sounds in my head. It's just a saying. The power that paranormal beings such as God and dragons possess. Naturally, Malik can do the same. However, Malik just prefers the flesh voice. Perhaps because the time that existed as a human being with flesh was of no more importance to Malik than this.

"Whether she's loud or not, it's none of your business, right?

"It doesn't matter...?

"You are the Dragon King. It is the supreme being in this Illus Valle. We should be able to ignore human opinions."

So what is it?

It seemed like Ramless smiled bitterly.

"Parents are the ones who swing by my son to be called the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms."

"It's not like you to be called the Mad King..."

It would also be madness when it comes to madness.

"I see..."

Malik was in the mood to be convinced of Ramles' response. The king of dragons, who thinks it is not enough to take humans, is not a sane shack, such as raising humans as my sons. If you think about it that way, it could certainly be madness. It can be considered a place worthy of the name of the Mad King. Most of all, it seems more like a sane love than a madness, which is the trouble.

"But well, thank you, Ramles-Sypha Dorrus. Thanks to you and your family, Lyohan seems to have managed to protect him."

"If you fight, it doesn't matter."

"... given the possibility of many victims for that, we can't move in a detour."

Even if Lyohan is going to die for it?

"... No way"

After all, you're a god.

Ramless tells me quietly.

"The drifting god (Malik) drifted from the other realm. Let's fight together now. But if you turn that ambition to this world, I will not do it as the world wills."

"It's not like it's impossible. I promised Faria. Protect Lyohan. It's impossible to use force for anything else."

Promise? Now let's believe it. "

"Thank you, old god"

When Malik thanked him, there was no response.

Malik shut his mouth, too, feeling Ramles' willingness not to speak anymore.

Dragon kings that have existed in the Illus Valle since far back in time and have been reincarnated several times.

That one-pillar rambless will help. It would be foolish to tea into that and undermine your mood.

Now all you have to do is thank him and his daughter.

Close at the showdown.

If the Ramles hadn't cooperated, he might have had to turn out.

If so, what happened?

I imagine a terrible future awaited.

That's what God does when he moves.