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

"I wonder why people can't live like this honestly. I wonder if he's alive and can't breathe"

There was not a part of the language that neither his thoughts nor his opinions could agree with. But that's a statement because he's not human, and if he's the same person, that's not true. Everyone lives in a stigma. I just have to live. Even she should have quit being human, yes. I have to kill myself sometimes to maintain law and order and relationships.

"That's because there's a connection between one and the other. If everyone wishes to live as they wish, and if they act as they do, order will break in an instant and a world of chaos will come. If you do, you won't be able to live as you wish."

Rem smiled, staring into the golden eyes of the patron saint. God's inorganic expression, it doesn't change. Light emitting bodies, beautiful light backs, everything is fantastic and divine. Naturally speaking because I'm God, I can't help but feel uncomfortable remembering him from his human age. Malik-Majik and I remember seeing how he was giving Setuna a little bit of a whirl, though he never had much of a say in it during the Kruselk war. I've been talking to a genius child since Lyohan started, but I can be convinced of that now.

It was God. Even though he was obsessed with man, it doesn't mean that God's power was lost. His gift as an armed summoner was due to the power of God. Probably, though.

"One lives in connection with another."

"I know that."

He glanced lightly over his shoulder.

She is in the seat of the patron saint, the highest level of the aerial metropolitan watchtower. Of course, it's not like there's no reason. I responded to the summons of Malik, Lyohan's patron saint. The intent of the summons is unknown. However, he was contacted to come to the patron samurai Nyu-Dee, the caretaker of the patron saint, and responded accordingly. Fortunately, I had plenty of free time and plenty of time. There will still be time until her husband, whom she should take care of, sneaks back.

"I was a human for a time, too."

So he looked up at the woman next door. He is one of the seven great heavenly samurai and Nyu-Dee who is entrusted with the care of the patron saint. She said she spends most of her time looking after the patron samurai when she has no assignment as the Seven Great Heavenly Samurai. Feeling an unconventional love for the patron saint in her serene expression, Rem felt somewhat sad.

Rem doesn't know what relationship it was with Nyu in a time when Malik was a human being and a samurai of the four heavens. But as far as the story of Nyu offering his caregiver from Mizuchi and the story of him being almost tight and taking care of him, it's not hard to imagine that it was a special moment pattern. I don't want to make an evil push, but she probably loved Malik. That kind of emotional flow can also be understood as a real feeling by a lem with one of his beloved ones.

That's why it's sad.

What will become of Nyu's thoughts?

Malik became a god. No, it was originally God who just said he was pretending to be a human being, not that humans became God. But as for Nyu's sense of reality, it would be the same thing. A boy who was supposed to be human suddenly became a god. It is also clear from Nyu's words and deeds that he still loves and is merciful of him, who has not been able to touch him, but is the thought ever rewarded?

Is there, for example, a bond between man and God?

Two, I guess I thought about that because I was talking to Malik about the annoyance of human society. The cumbersome nature of human society, relationships, is perhaps just a little hard to believe for God who is just transcending from such things.

"Still, I think. You could have lived a little more honestly."

"Although I have trouble being confused as a result of living honestly"

"You were rooting for her."

"Her?"

"It's kind of like a sister."

Rem's question disappeared in dispute during the conversation between the two. Malik and Nyu were opposite each other and seemed to no longer put Rem's appearance in sight or anything, and she was just a little confused. I didn't come here to hear you two argue, although I'm fine with responding to the summons.

"I want that kid to be happy, and I think he should be. That's what I'm entitled to. She's sacrificing her life too much."

"Thanks to that, Lyohan was able to wrap up in one and stabilize. Good for you. With only one sacrifice, I was able to achieve much happiness."

"So I was against it."

"But there was no counterproposal"

Nyu breathed in Malik's words. Objection. Opposite proposal. It's a little hard for Lem to figure out what it's about.

"With her mother, things might have changed."

"Dr. Millia..."

"But in reality, Miriam-Aslaria remained uninformed and could not be considered other than Faria-Aslalia by the successor of the goddess of war. The situation is imminent. Lyohan would have gone all the way to collapse if he had kept his hands in his arms."

"... I know. I know. So, no. That's why I want Faria to be happy."

"You're making such a farce for that?

"That's not what I did. The Acting Chancellor set it up."

"Is it a farce......?

I couldn't keep up with the story at all and Rem was decent. The majority of the two arguments that followed earlier were incomprehensible to Lyohan. It may have been a conversation about the successor of the goddess of war, and I don't know if it will lead to Phalia's misfortune.

"Not at all, Alexei isn't honest, either, I don't know"

"It's true... I feel like I have a grandfather."

"Um..."

"Thanks to that farce, I had time for Faria. I hope that's a good time."

"Me, too."

"So, what are you both talking about?

"It's about our goddess of war and your master."

"Is it Master Faria and your husband?

Rem was decent.

Setsuna had been out of the news for some time, but Rem didn't know much about it. Rem was just told that Setsuna would disappear for a while, during which time he was ordered to dress up as Setsuna was in your mausoleum. I have no objection to her servant. I would have heard it if I had wanted to hear about the details, but Lem nodded without one or two and followed his orders, feeling something nasty from the appearance of the Lord, who was chopped up, somewhere in contemplation.

"Have you not been informed of anything by Setuna?"

"Yes, I am the first servant of Setuna-Kamiya, so I only obey your master's orders with my word."

"So you're dressed like that."

"Ugh, don't you look good?

As such, Rem tried to make himself look confident to both of us. Rem was now wearing a black outfit like the restraint clothes Setsuna usually wears instead of the usual servant outfit. It's just protecting Setuna from being harsh. Setuna commands Rem not to let the man of your mausoleum understand his absence.

As part of that, Rem started by saying that he could become a Setuna. The restraint clothes that Setuna loves were made to match his outfit and although they did not fit Lem's luxurious physique, he managed to dress successfully.

When Rem told him about it, Malik came with a bitter smile.

"You don't look like Setuna."

"Oh, is that so? It's called the color of your hair, it's called the color of your eyes, it stays the same, right?

Though Rem told him with confidence, Malik and Rem only glanced at each other's faces and clapped their shoulders.

From what Rem confirmed in his appearance, he looked good, and he shouldn't even look like Setuna. Rem was convinced by one when Malik and Nyu decided it was because they didn't know too much about Setuna. And her complacency that nothing looked as closely at Setuna as she did became a joy and swelled in her.