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

"Hey, I've been waiting for you."

To his opponent, who welcomed him with his flesh voice, Setsuna awkwardly thought that he could not forbid surprise for the first time in his transformation.

In the seat of the highest level and patron saint of the Aerial Metropolitan Surveillance Tower, he is invited in with Rem.

The seat of the patron saint, as its name implies, was the seat of God Malik, the patron saint of Lyohan, and it was not an exaggeration to speak of the temple. The surveillance tower itself is about a high-rise building that allows you to see the entire aerial capital, and it is just the great tower. At its top layers was the seat of the patron saint, and Malik was in its center, in the realm that was duly decorated as the place of God.

Malik was a good figure to say that he had changed from his previous appearance. In Setuna's memory, he was recorded as a boy in his mid to late teens and as a human being, and comparing that figure to what he is now, he had changed. The boy's appearance remains intact, wrapped in a divine atmosphere, not only his golden eyes, but his whole body appears pale and glowing. That alone has an incomparable presence with his predecessors, and I can't help but feel mysterious.

There was only Malik on the patron saint's throne, except for the Setunas. They don't have anything like his caregiver. Even if he was, maybe he's out of his seat.

"Well done for coming, Setsuna"

Malik God speaks with unchanging familiarity, but Setuna, not knowing how to respond, was a little confused.

I'm not in a deep relationship with him. I knew him during a time when he was still in this world as a human being, in the midst of a battle in which Gandia greeted him with luxury and risked his survival with Kruselk. He was one of the warriors who came to the rescue from Lyohan and, as one of the four heavenly samurai of the goddess of war, demonstrated that power on the battlefield of Kruselk. The boy armed summoner, bewitched as a gifted child in the history of Lyohan, remembers fully drawing on the power of the black spear borrowed from Setuna to show it. By that I understood the strength of the hidden power of the black spear as well as grasping Malik's own strength as an armed summoner, but now, that may also be because he was a god.

"If God calls you, you can't help it."

"Oh, you're so faithful, aren't you?

Malik looked as if he had seen something interesting in response to Setuna's reaction.

"If you ignore God's call, you don't know what you're going to do."

Whether it's a joke or not, it's true that Setuna's visit to the Patron Saint's throne with Rem was summoned by Malik. More than a call, please.

Just after the medal award ceremony, there were no plans to do anything, and sometimes he couldn't even have time to talk to Faria, and Setuna, who had gotten out of hand, decided to discuss it with Rem and respond to Malik's invitation. For this reason, he puts one of the squad members of the Guardian Peak Samurai regiment ahead of him.

"That I might be cursed?

"Exactly"

As Setuna nodded, Malik narrowed his eyes. Eyes colored by deep eyelashes are as beautiful as the girl's.

"... it's impossible for God to curse one, even though he cursed you."

"Yes?"

"Rem told me. Setsuna. You're cursed, aren't you? Ashtra...... on one pillar of Vashtara"

Glimpsing Rem, she just nodded nothing. Even in the midst of Setuna losing her mind, she must have had the opportunity to discuss it with Malik. So she must have told him that Setuna was cursed by Ashtra and tried to ask him what the curse was like. God's business would be best to ask God.

"Oh. Even so, nothing has changed since then."

In the abyss of my dreams, I got a hell of a proclamation, but that's all. That's all, there was no obstacle to my life. It's not just life. There's nothing wrong with fighting. I've been sleeping a lot for a few days. 'Cause, yeah. I know that that is not the power of the curse or anything else, but the recoil caused by exhaustion. It's not the curse.

"... well. That's good. Perhaps Ashtra couldn't have done much either. You and the power of the Black Spear, the Demon King's wand, made me bleed on my head."

"Even though it's God?

"God is originally about the omnipotent that is completely indispensable. But all the gods in this world are far from Almighty. When you build your flesh, acquire your self, acquire your personality, God can finally take shape, but at the same time you lose your perfection."

Like me, he said, pointing to himself.

"God, who is supposed to be omnipotent, can come to an incomplete separate end. What is thus born names God, and behaves like God, and tries to be like God. Funny thing, but that's this world... no, it's become the principle of all worlds. I guess I can't change the way it works. I don't think the gods will let go of Mizu once they've gained themselves."

"Far from Almighty..."

"Nevertheless, I'm pretty sure it's not comparable to the creatures there. I lost to you, Ashtra, because if I were you, I wouldn't be able to fathom one. Unless it's you and the Demon King's wand."

That's good. Setuna had no objection to cutting Malik. He's certainly right. Ashtra would not have been able to fathom anyone but Setuna with the black spear in her hand. Even if Sid and Bain, for example, were in complete condition and were able to draw the power of their true bodies to their limits, we don't even know if they had eaten them.

Dimensions are different.

The only thing that can counter God is something with comparable power to God.

In the thirteen knights who have been given the power of God, they are not very, but they are not enemies.

"Ashtra was insulting the power of the Demon King's wand. I didn't know what it was like. Poor thing. As a result, I was overwhelmed, flirted with and wounded in my self-esteem as God in my battle with you. When he lost sight of himself as God, he struck out as a last resort. That's the curse."

"Last resort."

Setuna ascertained her senses by making fists and making them open. Since I was cursed, there has been no anomaly in my senses. Is it not a curse that acts on the flesh, or is it not enough to understand?

"God is originally something that does not curse man. For it is not an exaggeration to say that God was created by human prayer and exists to bless man. God's cursing of man only means denying the very reason for his existence. And when you fulfill it, God will not be able to be God. You'll be cursed."

"Huh...?

Setuna was shocked by Malik's explanation. What the hell does it mean to be unable to be God?

"So, too, Master Ashtra?

"If Ashtra really cursed Setuna, I guess Ashtra is turning into a low-dimensional being, no longer a god. Whether you are a lowly god or a high god, there is no exception there"

"That's what..."

"So what is divine does not curse one. Bless one, empower one, and try to fulfill one's wish. The methods vary from God to God, and some of them can also be called evil gods like Ashtra. But even evil gods don't curse humans. It's nothing but a denial of God's nature."

Malik's story reminded Setuna of the gods she had met before. Mivula, Ashtra, Mauau and Rajam. All, except Ashtra, were favored gods against humans. Mivula helped man, Mauau tried not to involve man, and Rajam preferred man's struggle. Ashtra was exactly the god she deserved, the evil god, who enjoyed driving human life crazy, but maybe fewer of those gods.

And because he is such an evil god, he must have forgotten me for being overwhelmed by Setuna and even forgotten his nature as a god. I cursed Setuna, and I cursed her again. I don't know what that would indicate, but if Ashtra was cursed because of her misdemeanor behavior, I wanted to get inside. Drinking drops.

Malik accidentally narrowed his eyes.

"It's just that in this case, that's where the problem is"

"Problem?"

Decent. Damn, I have no idea what he's talking about.

"The only solution to the curse is to ask the cursed person to untie it. In order to break the curse, there is no further way. And you won't be able to break the curse of Ashtra God any more than Ashtra has succeeded in becoming ungodly."

"Why does that happen?

"Because other than God, the dimensions are different. Even if Ashtra tries to break your curse, she can't."

"... heh"

Setsuna looked down at her hands again. Scratchy hands move exactly as he wants. I don't even feel fine dust such as the effect of the curse. In the first place, I don't even know if it has anything to do with it, just because my hands and feet have moved as I wish, than I don't know what a curse is.

"Does that mean your husband remains cursed?

"It will."

When Malik affirmed, he found out with signs that Rem would drop his shoulder. Setsuna wanted to be able to brace herself that no further worries were necessary, even though she appreciated Lem's worries like that.

"Wouldn't that be nice?

"Setuna."

"My lord..."

"As I said earlier, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, and I'm not going to have any more problems."

"... right"

Malik nods quietly.

I'm sure you don't have to worry about anything.

Setsuna hung up strongly and showed that she was worried about Rem. In fact, I don't have a problem with it at the moment. Even though it's been a long time since I was cursed. Yet there is no infirmity whatsoever, neither the flesh nor the spirit of Setuna. Therefore, it was Setsuna who didn't even know what a curse was.

As it is now, I can only think of Ashtra as a loser.

Setuna asked Malik about it.

"In the first place, what do you mean, you're cursed? So far, it hasn't affected anything, has it?

"That may simply be because the effect of the curse has not yet appeared, or because it is insignificant. Or did Ashtra miss the curse? Though I can't imagine a godly thing stepping on such a dodge."

That said, it is also Ashtra who did a certain serious act as a god of cursing humans. Isn't it impossible that the curse was cast there? On the other hand, I also think that there won't be one. Ashtra just forgot about me, the furious one. It's hard to believe that you're even failing a curse by the power of God. And as a result, Ashtra herself was cursed. It's a laughingstock, but as for Setuna herself, I'm sorry it's a laughingstock. If the power of the curse, for example, works as Ashtra said, it's not funny to laugh at.

Most of all, even if Setuna's own destiny was twisted by the power of the curse and she fell into misfortune, it is not a big problem in itself. I don't want to live happily ever after. I don't care how unhappy I am. But for that, I didn't just want to do something that cursed me but involved even the people around me and scattered misfortune. That is what goes against Setuna's desire to be happy for one of her surroundings.

"So... you're saying it's less influential or it just hasn't shown up yet"

"Yeah. And the effect of the curse is a thousand different. Sometimes it acts directly on the flesh, while others are curses that cause abnormality in the spirit. Sometimes even the cursed ones don't know what will happen. There's no way I know what kind of curse Ashtra put on Setuna."

Seeing Malik shake his head as he moaned, Setuna felt a little sorry. I asked Malik about the curse only because I thought he was God and had a lot of knowledge if he was God. Even without a complete answer, we thought we'd get some kind of clue.

"Oh well... I thought God would know something"

"I'm sorry. I can't help you."

Setuna, rather, became sorry for the appearance of God coming from the bottom of her heart.

"No, it's not about apologizing. It was Ashtra who cursed me, and it was my own problem who cursed me. It's not Master Malik's fault."

"Hehe, Malik is fine."

"But it's God."

"I'm ticklish, that's what you tell me."

"Really? Then let me call you that, Malik."

Malik smiled as Setuna lightly imitated his words. The shadow of a once beautiful boy lies in his extraordinary shaping as a god. He probably still had the smell of Malik-Magik, even though the luminous flesh, the cautious light back, the transformed appearance and everything might be different from the previous Malik. I guess that's why. Setsuna was familiar with him.

"Oh, that's fine. It's called God, but he can't seem to do one godly thing. It's more disgusting to be respected."

"Is that so?

Rem surprised Malik.

"It doesn't seem to me that I am a good patron saint."

"I appreciate you saying that, though. In fact, I couldn't have protected Lyohan without your help. I almost lost track of why I existed as a god."

So, Malik had a distant eye.

Setuna couldn't even imagine what he was looking at with that golden, shining eye of God. It made me feel the way things have been for a long time.