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

"Ha ha!

Darrell-Thora, who was in a state of excitement, said he was no longer in the eye about Setsuna. He shouts his whole body, exposes gaps, and communicates excitement and emotion. It may have reached not only the referee, but also the audience's ears, in which case Setuna was somewhat concerned about how his words and actions would be perceived.

"This is the protection of Rajam, the god of struggle! The power of what God has chosen!

Darrell kicks the ground, flies.

His unparalleled leap power, his endless flying around the game venue at speed, should not be recognisable to most of the humans in the arena. What could be captured would be Setuna in the match venue, Rem in the special gallery, and around Warren-Roon.

If the armed summoners of the fighters wore summoning arms, they might have been able to recognize them, but that's unlikely. The Nanbu Festival of the Fighting God is a festival that raised the Areutheras. Martial arts clubs are held simultaneously in various parts of Areutheras, and most of the fighters belonging to the Fighters compete in the martial arts clubs in their respective arenas to compete for martial arts. Armed summoners are no exception. Setsuna is the only armed summoner participating in the ritual of the Soul. I mean, there's hardly anything that can understand Darrell's human detached movements.

"Fantastic!"

Seems to be at the top of one's excitement. Follow Darrell with your eyes to get an idea of what a frightening referee or audience looks like.

(You don't have to win...)

I was just going to win to end the ritual of the soul as soon as possible. Just like previous matches. But because I couldn't do that, Setuna just got a little hotter too. Sometimes Darrell would have taken an unexpected blow. I lacked calm. As a result, the battle is prolonged. It's futile. It's pointless. If it's for a purpose, you just have to lose and finish the ritual.

There is no need to follow the thoughts of Warren or Rajam God. There's nowhere else to be angry about Rajam's cross spear here, and why he's serious.

Warren wanted to take part in the Soul Feng ritual. It wasn't a condition that he had to compete in the Soul Ritual Martial Arts, win, etc. Then you don't have to stick to winning. There is no reason to follow such a thing, even if different conditions are offered after it is all over.

Being stronger than anyone and not losing any battle doesn't always coincide.

What does it mean to be bound to win until in a meaningless battle?

(But something...)

Setsuna flashed, also stopping to see the fighters flying around her.

(annoying)

Darrell-Sora is on track because she has no choice. It is no surprise that God's protection had more effects than the side effects of summoning armies, and if an ordinary man gets such a thing, he will have the feeling that the world has changed. Everything you see must be full of fresh surprises. And the overflowing power will give you a sense of omnipotence and even a great deal of attention. You must be sure of the victory.

Finally, Darrell stopped flying around and landed in front of Setuna. For quite some time, he said he was flying around the game venue, but he didn't even seem to wear out any health. I haven't even disturbed my breathing.

"Hehe...... haha, great. What a refreshing mood! This is the power! Is this the power of my strongest fighter...!

"... what is it?"

"What is it, Setuna-Kamiya? Jealous? Well, I guess so. Rajam, the god of the struggle of Areutheras, chose me not you through this ritual of soul devotion. I'm sorry to hear that, Setuna-Kamiya. Your hero, Tan, ends here."

Hearing a chronic proclamation, etc., Setuna had to be desperate to contain the stiffness in her chest. Cheap provocation. No need to ride. All you have to do is lose light and end the fight. That would fulfill the original purpose of ending this ritual as soon as possible. But there was something in Setuna that tried to defy that consciousness. Armor is trembling. A micro vibration that you can only tell by the setuna you are wearing. The Mail of Doater is angry. The fluctuations of anger twitch and twitch in your heart as if it were your own emotions. Floating there is one question.

Mail-of-doers, what the hell, are you angry about?

But you should be happy.

Darrell-Sora drank by power and lost sight of herself?

Or Rajam, the fighting god who is empowering Darrell?

Could be both.

Mail of Doater was liking me about Setuna. It's no wonder you looked down at Setuna just with God's blessing and exposed your anger at what makes you look ridiculous.

Summoning armed is willing.

No, that's not all. I have a bigger secret. The only people who know about it are Azmaria, the ancestor of the armed summoning technique, and Setuna, who heard the truth directly from her.

"Because it can be a stepping stone for a new hero named Darrell-Sola."

"Hero..."

(You name it yourself. Bye.)

Setuna could not forbid sympathy for the pathetic appearance of a man who had lost himself to the overwhelming flurry of power. That's something I can't help. He has always been just a human being. You can't go wrong with the fact that you are such a good fighter that you won the victory with your soul ritual last year, but you are still a regular person. I don't even know how to control the power gained by God's blessing, and I'm intoxicated by the rising power. It is no exaggeration when it comes to intoxication. Overwhelming, that is even losing sight of oneself in the turbulence of a force that has strayed from its normal course.

That feeling was not something Setuna could not even understand. Setsuna had also once held the overwhelming power of a black spear and was about to be dominated by a sense of almighty. If you had admitted and entrusted yourself to being drunk by your power as it were, you would have forgotten me and lost yourself. That's like Miliu being drunk by reflux phenomena.

Darrell is probably in close proximity to the backflow phenomenon.

Having gained God's protection without hope, he has neither the art of controlling its overwhelming power, nor is he being flirted with. It seems incomparable with the thirteen knights, who, while exercising great power by the blessing of God, were in complete control.

Most importantly, the power given to him is to such an extent that it can antagonize the current situation with Setuna, and is nothing more than an incomparable force compared to the true body and so on. If you are still a human being who has never even had a summoning arm, it was no surprise that you were intoxicated by its immensity and lost sight of me.

"Did you say something wrong?

Darrell kicked the ground. Slaughter of a tyranny from a leap that depicts a low orbit. Setuna instantly jumped forward high and dodged, flipping in the air, throwing a wooden spear at Darrell's rear of the head as he lost sight of the target of attack and landed. The flying wooden spear at super high speeds, however, did not even plunder rather than hit effectively because Darrell, who had a super-response to awesomeness, knocked it off with a blow from the big axe. Once again, Darrell was slightly frightened as soon as he saw the situation.

"Oh, there you go. I don't care if you want to be a hero or call me a hero."

Setsuna was staring down at Darrell, as he floated in the hollow.

"Were you using a subpoena arm? Dastardly."

The venue was almost as stifling as Darrell was coming at me. Everyone saw Setsuna floating in the air and finally realized that Setsuna was wearing a subpoena and made a scene. Most importantly, Darrell would never have been noticed by the audience more than he was before if Setsuna hadn't unlocked the ability to fly the Mail of Dotor.

"Dastardly? What about yours?"

"Ha, this is a sign that I am the chosen one. Unlike your cowardly hands."

"It doesn't change."

Setuna, speaking with a cool face, fully opened up the ability of the Mail-of-Doer to fly. Black wings unfold from the back of the light armor. Dark wings like butterfly wings are what you need to maximize the ability of a Mail-of-Doer to fly. And its butterfly feathers become both weapons and protective equipment, depending on how they are used. Darrell heightened his vigilance, but Setuna didn't even stop at all.

Indeed Darrell, strengthened by the protection of the fighting god, is strong. It is not usual to say that Setuna's physical abilities have been exceeded by summoning arms.

However, that was only because Setuna forbade the ability to summon arms, and it was only at a level that could be more than just lifting the ban on ability.

Flash your wings.

"I was chosen in a way, too."

Setuna was behind Darrell the moment she vomited words that were neither self-inflicted nor self-derisive.

"Huh...?

Darrell raised the question mark because he had no idea why he was being blown high in the air.

Setuna spreads his wings to prevent falling death, taking it and showing it after seeing him rise high in the sky and fall as it were. The dark wings held Darrell on the verge of a clash on the ground and wrapped him around as he was and stunned him.