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

The battlefield around the silent stone forest was full of joy.

As the ark flew away, the hundreds of thousands of large Divine Army headquarters ran out, and only the bodies of Divine Army generals and divine men, as well as the survivors and dead of the Lyohan Army, were left on the battlefield. Of the armed summoners of the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps, the survivors shared their joy and said that they would become the Divine Army.

The Divine Army left.

This means that we gave up the invasion of Lyohan and withdrew.

We won.

"It's over... of"

Falia, at last, spinning the word with her thoughts.

He kept fighting after running out of energy and roots. In a state where it was best to remain conscious, I could no longer think of anything. Shut up. Until then, the tension that maintained the attitude disappeared and I had to sit down on the spot.

midnight. Under a starry sky full of heaven, you can hear the roar of victory from around. No, not all voices rejoice in victory. I hear voices mourning the loss of colleagues, and regretting the inability to be active. Some seem to tremble at the tension that has ended the actual battle. The prolonged death battle is over. How long have you been able to survive? Could more than half have survived? I can't think of anything. Thoughts, they don't turn.

I'm just looking over my head.

He stares, staring at Setsuna, not even trying to move, as he drops off the ark.

Something that doesn't come down fast, and I realize I'm waiting from the bottom of my mind, but I can't do anything about it. The intensity of spiritual depletion is causing them to act as their instincts go. Nor could the consciousness, which could otherwise be controlled by strong spiritual power, be helped.

I wanted to convey my overflowing thoughts. Tell him. It's not what happens. I know that. I understand. However, there was also a feeling that there was nothing I could do without telling her. Tell him, tell him, tell him...

What are we going to do?

I look up to the sky with thoughts that frighten me.

He has finally descended toward the ground, feeling something like that. Far from Faria. I'm not left with enough strength to rush over there. Because I don't think it should have been kept warm, etc. At that time, I think that was the best decision I could make. The attack did not arrive. It did not lead to the fall of the Divine Army headquarters. That should be it, too. There were so many barriers in place that even Setuna's attacks could be prevented. Faria and Aurora Storm are doing everything in their power to reach them. But I can't even think it was a mistake, etc. It's a theory of results. As it turns out, it was a prevented attack, but then there was no other way to do it.

Slowly, exhale.

My whole body, I'm exhausted.

Whether or not the consciousness will remain until Setuna comes here.

In the first place, will you come over here or not?

There is no anxiety.

There was no way he'd abandoned himself.

That came to my conviction again this time.

As he descended on the ground, Setuna fell on the spot at risk. It was on the ground that could never be flat, but that's usually why it's not the kind of place where you can land. Yet I guess I nearly broke my attitude simply because the wear and tear was too intense. All the summoning armaments other than the Mail-of-Doers needed to descend had already been repatriated, and the Mail-of-Doers had also been repatriated after landing.

There is no need to maintain any more subpoena armaments than the battle is over. Seven subpoenas were used simultaneously. Its maintenance alone was causing a tremendous drain on Setuna. Besides, he was exercising a tremendous ability. It didn't last long enough to fight. I'm not talking about a short-term showdown. It's a substitute for the ultra-short showdown only.

Although the means for shooting at Lyohan have only become a means of combat.

"Your husband!

"Ooh, Rem."

I'm relieved. Soon I'll see what a servant looks like and relieve myself. Rem didn't seem to have suffered a single wound. On the contrary, there doesn't seem to be much fatigue either. Setsuna put Lem's head to work, and she was glad to see her face down.

Then there was something rushing over from nowhere.

"Captain, Captain, aren't you the captain!

It was Ruufa, whoever it was, who had bumped his ears so loud that Setuna, seeing his unchanged appearance, was an inspiring thought.

"Ruufa...... she looks better than anything"

I have no words.

Ruufa was no different than it was about two years ago.

"Captain, aren't you feeling too well?"

I'm not the captain anymore.

"What are you talking about? The captain is the captain."

"This guy is an idiot, so he's not going to try to revisit what he recognized once. Give it up."

"What are you, an idiot?"

"What's wrong with calling an idiot an idiot"

"That's the kind of Gloria, Master Ruufa, who is an idiot..."

"Phew, it's an honor"

"What's the honor?"

"Not at all... no change, anything"

"... has changed."

Ruufa dropped her voice and told me.

"Everything has changed."

"Right..."

"Just that some things don't change. And we all know it's so important."

"Something that doesn't change..."

"Captain"

"Hmm?"

"What are you doing, look"

"Oh, man."

"There will be one waiting, won't there?

"... oh"

Setuna thanked Ruufa for his care and thought of him for the past two years or so. Is it possible to call it growth or not that Ruufa has become such a caretaker? At least, about two years ago, it would seem that he would not have taken such care of himself before the separation. So I don't know, it's just that I feel like he's been struggling, too.

And that's not just about Ruufa.

Both Gloria and Asla will be, and she must have had a hard time watching this one at the end of her gaze, too.

For about two years, he was in Lyohan and served as a goddess of war. Setsuna would have had unimaginable hardships. It is also something that can be described in a word of hard work.

Setuna walked over to her, making sure Ruufa and the others dropped her off. The distance is never close. In exhausted bodies, it's hard to walk over. But the struggle is cheap, too, given her two years. Two years. Setuna has always wanted to see her. I couldn't wait to see you. Even while I was in hell, I never forgot. All this time, I've been thinking.

The fact that we did not meet immediately because we had returned to this world deepened that sentiment.

(Faria......)

Step by step, make sure you take it.

On Faria's side, Syville-Swordwin, Nyu-Dee and Kurt Talisma try to lean in,. The three former Four Great Heavenly Samurais have been since the Kruselk War. Everyone is old. Syville-Swordwin in particular seemed to have years of hard work all over his face. I took that Syville hand and saw Faria rise. It is obvious that you are so worn out that you cannot get up on your own. Regardless, Faria is not the only one wearing out. The Nyu supporting Faria and all the other armed summoners are equally depleted.

So much fierce fighting took place.

Many died and many more survived.

The battle is over.

I don't know if I'm happy or not, but there's no other way to celebrate this victory than to be happy.

With that in mind, step by step, step by step and distance again. Eventually, in the stars, when Faria's face reached such a distance that it was clearly visible, Setuna was struck by an irresistible emotion. And impulse. I want to hug you.

When I thought so, I couldn't stop my rushing out body.

When I rushed out and arrived at Faria's, I looked at her as if she was there. Setsuna kicked it. He seemed so worn out that his feet would no longer be remembered. Inside, smiling bitterly, falls to the front. But Setuna never clashed to the ground.

Because Faria hugged me.

"That's not cool."

"What are you talking about?"

Falia, as she shuddered, seems happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Setsuna is cooler than anyone."

Setuna's consciousness melted into darkness when she understood that that one word she heard in Faria's arms was what she had been craving.