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

The capital of the air, after ten o'clock at night, is surrounded by silence.

Both the Mountain Protection Conference and the Guardian Peak Samurai completed their normal work, and the Goddess of War was a time away from official duties, a time when everyone involved in government was returning to private life and entering private life. One unit of the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps is driven out for security and policing in the city of Lyohan, but no one complains because that is the normal business of the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps.

The Guardian Peak Samurai is a battle group of two thousand armed summoners, but when it comes to its main task, it is not the battle, but the sight of all the Lyohan residential districts, and it is good to say that it is the prevention and deterrence of criminal activities and incident accidents, and the prompt response if they occur, that the Guardian Peak Samurai will be required. For this reason, it may be said that the Guardians of the Peak Samurai do not have the time to rest their hearts. Nevertheless, it is a group of two thousand. It is a system of alternation and the burden per person is not that great. In addition to security, policing, he may also be driven out for perimeter area surveys as part of the investigation unit of the Seven Heavenly Samurai, but even with that, there is too much rest, and allowances are thick. If there had ever been dissatisfaction with the treatment of the Guardian Peak Samurai, it was about the time when the refugee issue was heated, and none of them had been equal in history, such as an explosion of dissatisfaction over anything else. That is all it means that both the Mountain Protection Conference and the Goddess of War pay attention to the treatment of the Guardian Peak Samurai, and it is the common perception of the Guardian Peak Samurai executives that the Guardian Peak Samurai should cry and rejoice in the attention of such upper management.

If Lyohan's neighborhood is in the middle of the night, it can only be surrounded by the serenity of the usual, because of the attention of the Lyohan government.

Because of the attentiveness, there is no discontent or dissatisfaction from the squadrons of the Guardian Peak Samurai, they can rest well and do their best to work. By doing so, Lyohan's peace is preserved and order is maintained, with the result that the Lyohan government also does not have to force the Guardian Peak Samurai.

I mean, it's a good cycle.

You can't miss one of them.

The refugee problem was so severe and difficult that some of it might be lacking, but it sees a solution once and for all unexpectedly. It is a delicate thing to say that the total withdrawal of the Divine Army has eliminated the refugee problem itself, but it is true that the chairman of the Mountain Protection Council, Mordoa-Fabril, has assumed all the responsibility and resigned, leaving no one complaining. The reference to the refugee issue meant that it would develop into the pursuit of the former Speaker's responsibilities, and for many Members of Parliament under the influence of the former Speaker, there was no way that such an imitation could have been possible. Mordoa-Faybril's remarks on the seat at that time have had no less impact.

Mordoa-Fabril spoke by making a strong reference to the relationship between the Mountain Protection Conference and the Goddess of War, tying Lyohan's history to what should be the Goddess of War and what should be the Mountain Protection Conference. His series of statements also seemed to resonate strongly with the hard head of the Mountain Guardian MPs, and since then he has also heard stories of members of the anti-war goddess faction starting to saddle.

If the refugee problem is still ticklish, it's inside the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps. The Guardian Peak Samurai Corps is one of the few organizations that has suffered direct damage to the refugee problem. The senior Lyohan government, starting with the goddess of war, deviated only by launching policies and directives on refugee issues, and there was no such thing as colliding directly with refugees. The Guardian Peak Samurais are different. There were casualties from the Guardian Peak Samurai that hit security in the foothill district, which was a refugee-populated area. With regard to that, there is still something in the roots, and it was not that there was talk of those things forming a detachment party and trying to relaunch the anti-war goddess.

However, executives, including the chief of the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps and Samurai General Vistendal-Haukmur, and staff officers, captainship, were in agreement in that they no longer referred to the refugee issue.

It's over now. Regardless, we must not forget our thoughts on the lives lost and those hurt for that matter, but that is why there is no way that we can ever hold on to that, turn forward, etc. Few things have been lost. What is hurt is also, and never less. But if we keep catching on there, we won't even be able to walk towards a hopeful future.

Lyohan was in danger of survival. That was the biggest crisis since the beginning of Lyohan's history, and everyone saw despair. External factors helped us to leave despair and get out of the crisis. We should now rejoice in that and focus on walking towards a future of hope.

With such opinions dominating the crowd, the Guardian Peak Samurais are not yet rotten either.

And he, I think.

And because it's such a protective peak samurai, it means there's a place for him, and if the protective peak samurai weren't a tolerant organization, people like him would have been disposed of as soon as possible. Being complacent is easy to make enemies of. Discipline is everything, all the more so in an organization governed by the code of iron and the will of steel. Had the Guardian Peak Samurai been a more solemn organization, he might not even have been able to build up his track record as a squad member.

Walking in the darkness equal to silence, he thinks about it. Despite the fact that it reached the middle of March, Lyohan's night was still cold and he seemed to freeze. Sometimes he doesn't wear particularly cold clothes, and his body is surprised by the low outside temperatures. But when he got used to it too, his body moved exactly as he thought. It gently crosses the walls of the battle palace and even glides through the gaze of the guard peak samurai. As he dives into the wall of the Battle Palace, an accomplice who has leaned next to him to the right whispers.

Successful break-in.

(Isn't that obvious)

As much as this, he said, there's nothing like that.

The security of the Battle Palace is strict in itself. It's not just the Guardian Peak Samurai, it's the Mountain Guardian Council, no, it's the residence of the most important person for Lyohan. Residence of the goddess of war. In other countries it is the royal palace itself, or the temple itself. It was only natural that the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps would do their utmost to ensure its safety, and they were working with the Seven Great Heavenly Samurai to strengthen a strictly guarded network. Eight squadrons are mobilized solely on patrols inside and outside the Battle Palace, including more than a dozen people placed in various parts of the Battle Palace, plus one or more of the Seven Great Heavenly Samurai, who are bound to wait in the Battle Palace. Several of them are wearing subpoena armaments, the scope and precision of which cannot be compared to normal security.

Assuming something is lost in the shade and tries to dive into the battle palace, it will fall to be discovered and instantly captured the moment it is attached to the wall of the battle palace. That makes sense. However, both he and his accomplices have naturally succeeded in entering the premises of the Battle Palace, and the momentum as it stands has led them to the passage within the main hall.

Strict security nets work against ordinary criminals and raids with no peculiar abilities, and it is never difficult to break through the primary gates if we use the ability of the summoning armed forces to go over the security nets. However, it would not be necessary to say that it would be a story if we could prepare all that summoning armament and that the premise would make the difficulty extremely difficult. In a great deal of strength, you cannot summon and exercise a subpoena armed with such ability. We have to break through a rigorous alert network of multiple armed summoners. I need at least the same ability. No, that's not enough.

It must be a subpoena armed with the ability to deceive the eyes and ears of more than one armed summoner.

And that's not the only way to get past the difficulties.

Entering the premises of the Battle Palace is never difficult in itself, as I mentioned earlier. With as much skill in armed summoning as he does, it's possible for whoever it is. But getting to the inside and to the bedroom of the destination goddess of war was a challenge as well as a challenge compared to breaking into the premises. Because the bedroom of the Goddess of War is located near the center of the Battle Palace, and by the time we get there, we have to break through an increased vigilance net, and even enter the sensing range of the Seven Great Heavenly Samurais, who are shining their vigilant eyes in the heart of the Battle Palace, in the seat of the God of War.

In a concurrent armed summoner, he would be nursed and captured at that point.

Is that why we should say that we have a white feather arrow standing on us?

They have already stepped into the sensing range of Seven Heavenly Samurai head Syville-Swordwin.

I knew from pre-obtained information that the seven heavenly samurai serving as the night guard for the Battle Palace this evening was Sivil-Saudwin. I have to say it's troublesome, but it just wasn't Gloria-Ourelia, maybe. Gloria-Ourelia is the most powerful of the Seven Heavenly Samurais. He is seen to be more powerful than Syville at the head, which Syville himself implicitly admits. Still, Syville leads the way because Gloria doesn't have the power to put together armed summoners like a chunk of personality called Seven Heavenly Samurai, and she doesn't have any interest in that. Syville is not an exaggeration to say that the Seven Great Heavenly Samurai, who excel above all as a leader and whose personality and sensibilities fall apart because he is the one. And Sylvie knows how to add and subtract power. Even if their outrage of breaking into the war palace was exposed, Sylville would give it a hand.

But that's not how Gloria works.

That woman armed summoner has somewhere she doesn't know what to do unless Ruufa-Bargasar controls it. As a result of moving to eliminate intruders as a matter of the highest priority, we may not hear from them, and they may be wiped out. Exactly. With a subpoena armed for infiltration, there's no way we can counter Gloria's Mailkervim.

Sylville would respond to the discussion. That alone made me feel safe.

Whatever, just in case, and he didn't find it in Sylville, he thought he could accomplish it.

(Ooh, there he is)

He made his destination current, took a peek at the throne of the god of war, and saw there one person who was delayed in meditation. Nestled in front of and meditating on the statue of the god of war is, of course, Syville-Swordwin. The golden long coat he wore was his favorite summoning armed robe gold, and it was obvious that he was fully committed to this mission. Robe Gold is a powerful subpoena weapon that transforms itself, even mass, and if their intrusion is discovered, it is a promise to be captured in an instant.

(Well, what do we do?

(Hi, there's nothing wrong with that.)

He shook his head gently and returned his gaze from the throne of the god of war to the aisle. The seat of the god of war is a courtyard located in the heart of the battle palace, their destination just north of it. Nevertheless, we do not have to go through the seat of the god of war, if we follow the passage running around the outer perimeter of the seat of the god of war, we will be able to reach it immediately. However, if we don't get caught up in Sylville's sensing accuracy to the point of viciousness, we're talking about.

(Must really be a lot of bullshit, huh?

(Tampering. Tampering. Otherwise, I won't take it like this.)

(... are you sure?

(To?)

(You seem to have taken it upon yourself just to say you can sneak into the bedroom of the goddess of war...)

(Ha... no way... no way)

He got angry. There are many phantoms in the back of the brain.

That's not true.

Although I said that, it was also true that the dazzling sight floating behind my brain kept me from thinking. The peaceful sleeping face of my dear cousin.

(Guhehe, Faria's sleeping face...... looking forward to it)

The truth is leaking, motherfucker.

I scratch the place where I'm about to get kicked in the back. Turning around, the woman's long legs were cutting off the sky.

(No, because it's been since I was a kid, I can't believe I got a peek at that kid's sleeping face)

(After all, isn't that what you're after?)

(That, I don't deny)

(Do it)

Trying to silence her opinion, he rushed ahead. Continue down the aisle and break the crossroads to your left. Only on the right hand side of the aisle ahead was the bedroom of their destination, the goddess of war. Naturally, there is no light leaking from the indoors. Late at night. Faria would be in bed. She was faithful to her duties as a goddess of war and had stopped doing anything since becoming a goddess of war, or staying up late. Because I recognize that it is important for the goddess of war to live regularly at all times and to do so.

Within Siville's sensing range, they reached the bedroom of the goddess of war lighter than they thought. There are no shields in the Battle Palace but walls, walls, and columns. There's no door, there's nothing to separate the room from the aisle. You don't have to open a tightly locked door to get in and out of the room. Of course, it's a big premise that the guards won't find him, but there's no problem because his ability to subpoena the armed is making it happen,

When I entered the bedroom of the goddess of war, first of all, a great conflict stood. Though the door is not there, the fact that the interior can be seen round from outside the room means that the mental health of the room owner is not good, which the Seven Great Heavenly Samurais said was impossible to install. The goddess of war herself resisted strongly to the end, but she is eventually broken. If only the wishes of the Seven Great Heavenly Samurais meant that they would not be heard.

I don't think the Seven Great Heavenly Samurais will do anything extra, but on the other hand, I have to appreciate that the sleeping figure of the goddess of war doesn't have to touch the eyes of the guard squad members or the Seven Great Heavenly Samurais. It was unforgivable to him, such as being able to fully indulge in her beautiful sleeping appearance.

(But... I have to say that you're from an Aslarian class. I didn't know Lord Syville's vigilance would even rub through)

It was only natural, in a way, that the accomplice woman had rarely let him go and admire him. When he and she received this smug fate, she bothered me the most because she learned about today's battle palace security system and learned from the Seven Great Heavenly Samurai stories that Syvil-Saudwin would be on security. Syville's strength goes far above him and her. Among the executives of the Guardian Peak Samurai Corps, there are not enough armed summoners to outnumber Syville. The only thing is that about Captain Alva-Leroy the best will be able to show reciprocal strength with Sylville, but since Alva has very refractory feelings for the Seven Heavenly Samurai, it is also obscure whether he can show his seriousness. In short, the strength of the Guardian Feng Division executives and the Seven Great Heavenly Samurai is not at all antagonistic.

Consequently, the servant cannot help but marvel at his subpoena arm, which has easily broken through the vigilance net boasting precision up to Sylville's awesome. His summoning armed Invisible work is like a long string with hardware on both ends. The fittings at both ends of it are intricately made and I can't imagine what they are imagining. While touching that string, you can't see what you're touching, and the signs disappear, so you can walk around flat, no matter how tight the guard net is. However, it is not possible to operate for long periods of time and is not recommended for use in combat, only while touching the strings and also because of the severe depletion of the mental power of the user. As long as you go out of your way to be transparent in battle, you'll get far better results attacking in Aurora Fall. It is not suitable for prolonged operations, so it is also not suitable for ambush or assassination.

Most importantly, multiple people with strings in their hands can be made transparent at the same time, as in this case, so depending on the operation, they cannot be incorporated into the tactics. In that case, it would be synonymous to lose the precious power of his, but in some cases it would also be.

(Hehe... I've been researching this for years. I'm the natural disaster in the Alaskan class.

(I was wondering if this could happen?

The accomplice woman looked bitter, under a headscarf worn deep in her eyes. Long forehead shakes.

(You mean you've been thinking about that from day to day? You really have to be scared.)

(Ha-ha. Whatever. Because the fruits of that frightening research will fulfill our purpose)

He passed beside the collision, making sure that his accomplice was out and nothing was missing. There are three collisions in all, including standing near the entrance and exit of the room. Two of them still prevented me from peeking into the back of the room from outside, and I didn't even know that the goddess of war vehemently disagreed that it was against the philosophy of the War Palace. As I said earlier, I can't be happier as a cousin that I won't be able to take a peek into her personal life.

Guardian Samurai executives do not enter the battle palace unless they are on official business. There was no way I could convince myself that the personal life of the goddess of war would be indulged by the squad members of the Guardian Samurai Corps and the Seven Great Heavenly Samurais.

When I crossed the boundaries of the conflict, I saw a sleeping area in such a way that no light could reach the back of the room. Naturally, the duvet is buzzing and I can see his waiting person sleeping there.

(Come on, Faria, now is the time to show that beautiful sleeping face to your brother)

He jumped out of momentum and made his accomplices scream, but Invisible Work's ability did not diffuse that scream. Their ability to subpoena the armed was also responsible for their peaceful conversation from earlier. No matter how loud you two talk, your voice will never spread around you on the atmosphere. The string is passed on to another person who grips the string. Using that characteristic would go a long way towards a mission like this one, but as I said earlier, it would be drained and would be doing just as much if it weren't for him. His inexhaustibility is only due to the fact that this assignment is a mission.

He held his breath as he quickly rushed over to his bedroom, trying to peek into his pillow. Because there was a man's face there. It was a familiar face. A man with such a face as a brilliant, albeit chunk of intelligence. Headed by Seven Great Heavenly Samurai, Syville-Swordwin.

"Gu"

"I don't know what it is"

"Ha... Shima -"

The moment he recognized Syville, he realized that he had let go of his magical strings beyond impact, and he was flashed. What surprised me was that they would be the same, and so would their accomplices. Invisible work only works while the user is holding it. In other words, the transparency was solved and we both represented ourselves.

"Hey, what are you doing, fool?"

"Yeah, 'cause you got a Sylvil bastard."

"Bastard of Syville? That thing, Lord Skoll? And you, Lord Arcelia."

Sylville jumped off the top of the bedroom to try and break this one's identity, but there was something completely unconvincing about Skoll. Syville must have been meditating on the throne of the god of war. He wore robe gold and did stand. But Sylvie in front of her also wears robe gold. Although Skoll rubbed his eyelid wondering if his eyes had even seen it in illusion, Arcelia seems to be having the same reaction again, so it's not an illusion or anything.

"What do the captains of the Guardian Peak Samurai look like in the bedroom of the Goddess of War? You're not going to hit the bedroom, are you?

"Ha, what else is there?

"So what are you gonna do with that in all seriousness"

"I just want to go to bed with Faria!

"You big fool..."

Though Arcelia was about to beat him now, Skoll continued to pierce his justice. As a result, we were to eat a sermon to Sylville until morning, but Faria never showed up.

Syville, I mean, Faria was right to leave it to someone, but as far as he was concerned, I wanted to disagree fiercely, but I also knew that that was the best thing, given Faria's happiness, and I didn't say anything.

Happiness for Faria is also happiness for Skoll.

She, her cousin, should be happy.

I have carried everything for the happiness of others and I have continued to take heavy responsibility for it.

Sometimes, even with this farce, you should give her time.

If she doesn't, she won't even try to face her own happiness.

And

"I'm talking about a stubborn daughter, and I need a favor from you."

It was good to lend his ear to those words of my great-uncle Alexei-Valdish, he sincerely thought.