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

"What the...!?

"Bringing the divine man to war...? What the hell is this about?

When Faria and the others are surprised too disturbed, Ufiria calmly tells k thia.

"Thank you. It means the same thing."

"The Divine Army is the army of God. I would have said so. There is no question of God deifying and serving humans. Instead, it's more foolish not to think there."

"Rumless is right. The most efficient way for God to rule man is deification. In other words, by the poison of divine authority, you control the flesh, you control the spirit, and you manipulate it as you please.

The voice following Ramles belonged to Malik.

Of course, there is no such thing as Malik on this occasion. Because Malik must sit at the heart of the Protective Order. If we move, the guardian kingdom itself will be out of position. The Guardian Order was larger than before because it enclosed the Foothill Special Zone, and as a result it was of such a size that there was no problem with deviation to some extent, but it had not previously been. Previous boundaries were large enough to hold only a few of Mount Lyov and its surroundings. That's because it also drains a lot of power in maintaining the bond, and it was the crystal of Malik's efforts to reduce the drain and maintain the bond for as long as possible. It was Faria's selfishness that made her twist it and her chest ached every time she was aware of it. or, there is no way we can abandon the refugees. It's a plank.

When I looked at Nyu-Dee, the little disc she had in her hand was shining light. Glowing is the heart of a dark green disc from which a small doll-like shadow floats in the columns of light rising. If you look closely, you can see that's not a doll or anything. It looks like the patron saint Malik. That's not just a resemblance either. The current image of Malik is projected as it is.

Malik, unable to move the patron saint's seat, meant that by applying God's power to the disc, he was able to communicate from anywhere in the junction.

In other words, Malik listened to the meeting earlier. If there was a mistake in Phalia's thoughts, he was going to get it right and let the enemy know if there were any new moves.

"Most of all, divinely human beings lose even their faith, so it's not much of a solution for the gods who use faith as a source of power, or the kind of power they actively use... as a force of war, except for the story"

"There are no elements of us losing if only humans. But if a divine man is to be put in..."

"Ramles can't lose, but brothers, they can't"

Uhm.

Faria and the others.

Ufiria's worries were the best.

There is little appearance of an armed summoner in the Divine Army. It is the subject of the Divine Army, first and foremost because it is definitely the Vashtarian Army. Vashtalia was interested in the art of armed summoning and acquiesced in the existence of the Continental Summoners Association, with Lyohan as its main mountain, also because they wanted to get the art of armed summoning again. In fact, some of the armed summoners affiliated with the Association have signed a contract with Vashtaria, but the armed summons itself did not spill over into Vashtaria. There is no way that an armed summoner from Lyohan could overstate Lyohan's resentment to Vashtalia. As a result, there are only enough armed summoners belonging to the Vashtarian army to count, and even if they were put in, they would not enter the number of things.

In other words, the forces mobilized by the Divine Army were usually only military forces and could not be Lyohan's enemies, except for quantities.

But if the story is true that the Divine Army is mobilizing divine men and using them as a force of war, the situation will change dramatically.

Divine men can fight more than reciprocity one-on-one if armed summoners of war like the Phalia's, but not in the case of concurrent armed summoners. Divine man - that is, a human being in the terminal symptoms of albinism has come to fruition in a completely different way from a normal organism. Whether you snap your neck or destroy your heart, that's not the end of it. We must destroy the "nucleus”. As long as there is a "nucleus," the divine man plays and operates indefinitely. Spread destruction and killing.

Even the Phalia couldn't help but force the struggle if a large number of divine men were put into it.

"They were also deployed in thin positions far from the main force. We should assume that a large number of divine men have been placed in the main army."

We're expecting a big battle.

I hope it's a big fight.

Listening to conversations between Ramles and Malik, Faria looked at the map on the tabletop.

(Divine man...)

It is not hard to imagine that a large number of divine men have been mobilized into the enemy main army where the Phalia and others breathe down as soon as possible, as Ramles said.

It is clear to everyone that a fierce battle will take place, and it goes without saying that everyone here has become a nervous face.

It was today, March 7th, that the Lyohan army finished placing troops to repel the Divine Army.

All forces except the goddess of war and the Seven Great Heavenly Samurai were deployed on the northeastern side of Mount Lyov, ready to be dispatched at any time.

When the Phalia and the others finished their last operational meeting, they rode on the back of the Ramles and descended Mount Lyov. At that time, the senators of the Mountain Protection Conference and the citizens of Lyohan gathered to pray for the safety and martial arts of the Phalia, and the air capital made a fuss, but were not afraid that the Phalia would be defeated as one of the citizens. Information control is working well. That alone relieved Faria.

Neither the difference in force until despair with the Divine Army, nor the strength of the Divine Army, need to inform the citizens.

Lyohan is an island on land. There's no escape. Giving extra information only drives citizens anxiously and confuses Lyohan. The lack of escape also means that negative emotions tend to swell up that much. It would also be because of the inflated evil sentiments of citizens over the refugee issue. In a narrow world called Lyohan, there is something that has to be done.

It's not anyone's fault.

After the aerial capital as it was dropped off by citizens and legislators, the Phalia descended on the hills of silence, northeast of Mount Lyov, where the Guardian Peak Samurai was unfolding.

When the sunset burned red across the western sky, and the earth and the grass and everything was dyed bright red, two thousand of the Guardian Peak Samurais were also enveloped in burning red lotus colors.

The Hill of Silence was a small high hill with views over the wilderness stretching northeast of Mount Lyov, and a place to hit and follow positions to attack the enemy formations in the northeast. Naturally, the hill is already outside the junction, and the enemy formation, just off the hill. Though not the distance from which each other's attacks would arrive, it is also possible that the artillery shelling of the ark would fly, and for this reason the Dragons were escorting us to the Guardian Peak Samurai during the troop placement. The dragons of the Ramles' family were magically protecting us.

Falia looked up to the great figure of the dragon king covered in a swarm of blue scales as he was unloaded onto the hill from the very huge back of Ramles. The red, burning blue wings in the sunset are always more beautiful and feel the height. That's probably because it depends on Faria's emotions. Impressions are like that. Depending on the emotions at the time of seeing, it shifts dramatically.

The king of the genus Dragon, known as the Mad King of Ethereal Clothes, boasts a beauty worthy of his name and is before the Phalia in an extremely cold appearance. Even though it is too much to say that it is comparable to a small tall hill, the giant body of the Ramles was many times bigger and more powerful than Ragna, the flying dragon that once appeared in the dragon palace.

I wonder why the tremor comes when you say you're face-to-face over and over again, just standing in front of him. It could be something similar to the disgust and hostility humans have towards the Imperial Devil. Fear of dragons engraved in the soul. Dragons have existed in the world since ancient times. It is no exaggeration to say that the Holy Emperor ruled this heaven and earth long before he summoned the gods. Humans feared that they would undermine the mood of the dragon. For the wrath of the dragon shall be a scourge, and the earth shall be reshaped, and many lives scattered. A dragon is a natural disaster in itself, and it is only if it becomes that one believed in the dragon and glorified it as God did.

If those memories flow deep into your soul, and you are flesh and blood to create this body, you are also convinced of the mind that trembles in front of the Dragon King.

Falia lowered her head to Ramless, trying to calm her mind when she put her hand on her trembling chest.

"Thank you from what to what, Lady Ramless"

It was all thanks to Ramles and Ufiria that we were able to prepare for the Lyohan defense battle in this way. Without their cooperation, Lyohan could not have known the siege of the Divine Army. And it is also thanks to the Ufirians that the siege net has been half-destructed and we are seeing wins. Faria and the others have done nothing. I was in Lyohan, just getting ready. In the meantime, Ramless, the dragons led by Ufiria were hitting me in the hand.

Would it ever be so heartbreaking?

Will it ever shake my heart so much?

Faria would have rejoiced in tears if the situation were, and the human eye would have held Ufiria for a long time. But that's not the situation right now.

"No."

"No, never mind, Faria. As a friend, of course."

Faria couldn't help but be surprised that Ufiria has been trying to prevent Ramles from replying.

"Ufi......"

"You would have called me a friend. Faria, you are my first friend."

That word of Ufiria was also the one that Faria once heard from her. For Uphilia, the dragons of Ramles' family are not friends. He's a brother and a brother. If we can be friends, we will be dragons other than family members or non-dragon species. If so, it would be premature to think of humans as nothing else, but there can be no other species that can form friendships.

Ufiria said she had known Quon-Kamiya since the mercenary group White Shield was incorporated into Vashtalia and became part of the Temple Knights, where she had her first human acquaintance. Until then, when she lived with the dragon, it was Quon who inspired her to step into human society, and she still cares about Quon, but Quon is not a friend. He said he was a benefactor. So it seems that Faria is my first friend and that that matters above all to Ufiria.

Faria doesn't even know how important her first friend is.

"If it's for a friend, I'll do my best - that's what dragons live for."

"Dragon's..."

"I am a dragon."

Ufiria has told me, with her chest stretched out and in a way that pushes her away somewhere. He seemed to claim to be a different creature from the human Faria-Aslalia.

"Live as a dragon, die as a dragon. Even if he's a human being."

"Yep. Yufi. No matter who you are, dragon. Higher than anyone, more beautiful than anyone else. I want to be the same..."

"What? Faria is beautiful enough."

"Ufi......"

"That's what they see in your eyes."

"... I wonder"

There is no such thing as a dragon Ufiria flattering Faria, and I guess that one word is her true self, but Faria wasn't confident enough to receive the word straight.

How many are the ones who, both as goddesses of war and as one person, praise themselves for half a serving like that?

More than half of the members, executives, of the Guardian Peak Samurai regiment who set up on the hill are said to be anti-war goddesses. It seems that the refugee issue triggered and the fact that Vistendal-Haukmur, the leader of the regiment who reigns at the apex of the Guardian Peak Samurai, took the initiative to turn to the opposition greatly affected the members of the Guardian Peak Samurai. Not necessarily irrelevant issues for the members either. The refugee problem had been so much so that the refugee uprising had caused death and injury to members of the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps.

Of course, I know it's Faria. The Guardian Peak Samurai must be for Lyohan, and the men are also Lyohan's people. I am well aware that their lives are also important and that they are beings that must be protected.

That is why abandoning the refugees is also not possible.

It is against the logic of the goddess of war.

If you're going to name the goddess of war, Faria, you can't give that away.

For the goddess of war is not only the people of Lyohan, but also the one who is in need, the one who reaches out to all things without separation.

Little Goddess.

Falia was frightened by the voice that came down from her head unexpectedly. The voice that echoes directly into your head has powerful power, even though it is not trembling the atmosphere.

"The main army of the Divine Army is at your disposal. After we have been exposed, we will launch a total attack on all positions of the Siege Army. It is up to you to protect Lyohan. but there's no point in losing your life for that. Don't forget that."

Faria lost the words to return to unexpected words of encouragement from the Rambless. I didn't make it a prediction, and there was no way I could. Ramless says he hates humans. I'm pretty sure that's what Ufiria was talking about. Yet it is the Ramless who raised her, a human being, that makes Ufiria trust him from the bottom of her heart.

"Sometimes Ramles say good things too"

Sometimes it's too much.

"Phew."

Ufiria did not break her spare look on even a sharp word of Ramless. Listening to the conversation between Ufiria and Ramles makes me want to suspect that Ramles is really such a temperamental dragon as to be called the Mad King, but as far as Ramles is concerned, I know perfectly well that Ufiria is the only one who is special as far as the obsession and actions directed at other human beings are concerned. For Ramless, Ufiria didn't have to doubt that it was so painless to put it in his eyes.

Ufiria laughed at me.

"That's what I'm talking about, Faria. We pray for your victory. Defeat this battle and protect Lyohan."

"Yeah, Yufi. Thanks for everything."

Give her a smile back, and look for Ramless. Big, beautiful eyes of a giant dragon in a herd of blue looked at this one. Gemstone-like eyes remind me of Ragna.

"Lady Ramles' martial arts has been in prayer for a long time."

Good soul. Let's go, Ufiria. "

"Yes, Ramless. Bye."

"Uffi, take your martial arts, too."

"You're the one. Don't die!

Ufiria said so, jumping on the back of the rambless with a human detached leap force.

Then Ramles looked up to heaven and roared.

There was a storm.