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

Admit it.

Rajam did. The thoughts engraved in that heavy grin are understandable to take in your hands if you are now Setuna. It's not so much a thought. Only the thought of purely enjoying the struggle comes to Rajam's, Warren-Roon's face. And I guess that thought is all about Rajam, the god of struggle.

Shura's engraving.

Rajam said. That is the essence of Setuna, he said.

Rajam, too, I guess.

I can only live in the struggle.

But there is no sadness there. Rajam rather says it's where everything is. Nothing suffers from the fact that there is value in existence only in the struggle and there is a reason to exist. I'm not worried. It's neat.

That's the same with Setsuna. It should be the same. You don't have to worry. You don't have to suffer. The struggle is everything. If you can only live in battle, that's fine.

"Then enjoy this moment now, Setsuna. The struggle is joyful. Blessed is the moment."

Rajam converged divine authority on his left hand when he held the long sword with only his right hand. Another sword waves, embodies. The long sword, characterised by its flame-minded wavy sashimi, was like a flame that also burned with the ornaments of a violin or pattern. Rajam became duplicitous, of course, in order to enjoy more the struggle against Setuna.

"... unfortunately, I can't do that"

"Why?

"I can't afford to enjoy the fight."

Grip the black spear and tell. Behind the brain are the precious ones. The ones Setuna loves and doesn't stop. I miss you, I can't wait. As soon as possible, I want to see you. We're almost there, but it's not like we're eating a stall here. But I have no choice but to serve that purpose. I understand that. Nevertheless, it cannot be possible to enjoy the battle for it.

Even if it is in your nature to find joy in the struggle.

"I have one of them waiting for me. Believe me, I have one who keeps waiting for me. And for one of them..."

"No matter what, the essence remains the same. Can't you see that Shura's nature in the woods is roaring for struggle?"

"Even so."

"If you don't know -!"

The moment the light wheel floating behind Rajam emitted an explosive light, its appearance scratched out of Setuna's sight. It seems like instant travel, but it's not. Ultra-fast travel out of sight. I mean, divine speed. Setuna's body is unconsciously reacting to the signs of Rajam that instantly appeared in front of Setuna's eyes, downward. He takes a double strike by the Longsword Duplicant with a spear and jumps back to kill that shock. It's not Rajam who misses it as it is. A slaughter swung up as he stood is coming to Setuna as a flying tool. Setuna was pointing a black spear cut at Rajam then. Shoot out a ray of destruction and erase a flying slash. There is no Rajam. Behind you. Turn around, swinging through a black spear that keeps emitting destructive rays. I ran through the void like a belt of white light would sweep away everything on my gaze. I could see Rajam fleeing into the air.

"Ha ha, that's still what it is. The unconscious nature of Shura delights in my struggle. Can you deny that?

"I can."

Kick and fly the ground at the same time as stopping the rays from emitting. The wings of a mail-of-doer slap the atmosphere. Divine speed flying. Stuck into Rajam in an instant. Shortly before that, Rajam was wielding his two-handed sword bullshit. Countless slaughters flew in, but Setuna fleshed to sew that gap and fleshed out to Rajam. The wings were chopped up, but Setuna wouldn't stop. Stick the tip of the spear to Rajam's throat. Clash sound and recoil. The flash tore my vision apart. Rajam's two swords took the black spear. A coarse weapon would have smashed it to pieces and wiped out all the rajams, but it is a sword embodied with the power of God. It's not that easy to break.

But Setuna didn't even care. Just put your strength into it and let it go. Destructive rays from close range. The next moment when the black spear's tip seemed white and swollen, a huge explosion rolled in and the awesome heat swelled up. The recoil runs through his entire body, blowing Setuna's body to the ground. Excellent response. But I don't think Setsuna has settled.

Setuna, who was forced to land with the power of the Mail of Dotor, watched as the blast of light subsided. He also recognizes that there is a safe appearance of Rajam in the running of that light.

"Is this the best you can do?

You're the one.

Setsuna slowly rebuilt the spear. Rajam is not intact. The golden armor that Warren wore for the audience is so broken that the prototype is also damaged. They devoured the rays of black spears. There's no way I'm going to have to be intact. But Rajam's, Warren's flesh itself, has not been damaged in any way. I guess God's power fully protects Warren from losing him and his flesh.

"You can't do everything you can."

Look out for the surroundings.

The wall of light that separates the match venue from the audience is meant to prevent the devastating aftermath created by the two fights from reaching one unrelated person. It was a consideration for Rajam, and it was understandable that he had such attachment to his followers from all over. Having descended more attracted to combat than his ex, there are signs that he is not looking down on humans, but rather perceives them as honorable.

Rajam who pleases the struggle, but in that he does not want to do anything to involve the humans for that temporary pleasure, can he be called the category of the Good God?

"Naturally. This is a fight, man."

"Oh."

"It's not killing each other,"

"... right"

Setuna felt like she could figure him out little by little as she listened to Rajam.

"I admit that the struggle I risked my life and death is also honorable, but at the same time I think about it. Human beings, if you die, that's it."

"Right."

"I risked my life and death, the struggle to bump each other's everything, it's a great thing. Both lives stagger in an instant, blinking like light, disappearing. There is nothing better than its beauty. But then, it's a waste of talent because of it. If I hadn't died, if I had survived and continued to work out, I could have been even stronger. If you hone your moves, build your mind, and build your strength, you may be able to show further struggle."

"So, fighting...... what the hell"

"That's right. That's why fighting is great."

Rajam has told me, looking over the arena from above.

"You bet your pride, not your life. An unlimited glory to the winner, a muddy fall to the loser. But the loser does not die, and he gets another chance to grab the glory. And the winner must also continue to work out so as not to fall. It creates a sense of uplift and exaltation in everything - that's why I like this city."

The fact that Rajam has gone with a joyful look is probably why he loves this city and every one of us living in this city, because he can't say enough bad God. He is the god who presides over the struggle. There is no good or evil in the struggle itself, but it is hard to believe that God, who does not want death from struggle, but rather seeks upliftment in the struggle, is just an evil god. That is why, although not all of his words and deeds can be accepted, Setuna, with Rajam's will, had to admit that there was something trembling.

"Come on, Setuna, let's keep fighting. But for that purpose, you must satisfy me. If that's what you want, Lyohan. If everything we can get to Lyohan."

Rajam's Taunt forces Setuna's entire body.

Yes, it is.

Either way, if we don't put an end to this struggle, we won't be able to move on.

I have to know about Lyohan.

Rajam gets all the information he can, and then he has to rush to Lyohan.

We also need to satisfy Rajam for that.

"I don't have a choice."

Setuna looked at Rajam and drew even more strength as she squeezed the black spear hard again.

If this happens, there's nothing else to beat Rajam enough power to convince him.

And the stormy struggles between Setuna and Rajam became even more harsh.