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

"Quon!"

When she landed on the deck of the ark, she rushed over to the intended person without a flank.

A grey-haired young man dressed in pure white armor. That slightly surprising face was him himself in memory, and she had to admit that her vision seeped through too much nostalgia and joy. He gently raises his right hand.

"Hey, Uffi."

"Hey, no! You were alive, weren't you?

Ufiria couldn't help but feel rather outraged by the less light of Quon. All this time, I thought it was dead. We lost the message at the heart of "The Great Destruction," and all the moon and day flowed without even being able to reach us. The information obtained was only hopeless, a situation that could not even be approached to the heart of “great destruction”. In such circumstances, it was difficult to believe that Quong was surviving.

If Ramles hadn't felt the smell of quon in the ark, Ufiria might have sunk on the edge of despair.

"Really, I was alive... I was alive"

"Ufi... you're the one who lived so well"

"Oh, of course. I am the daughter of the Rambless, that great Rambless. Even if the world breaks down, it dies."

"Right. I trusted you and Rameless would live."

"I believed you, too."

"Thanks"

It came as no surprise that Quon would say thank you lightly as to why.

"You're as busy as ever."

"Well, it kind of makes us happy."

The voice of some depressing woman and the bright voice as if to welcome the opposite was familiar.

"That voice...... no way"

Ufiria looked to the Lord of the Voice and saw as two men dressed in white full-body armor lined up on both sides of Quon, with the illusion as if they were looking straight at the sight they once saw. It always has been. When she approaches Quon, two women appear on his left and right. Iris and Mana-Ericcia. I won't forget. It was as if he was desperate to take Quon away from Uphilia, and that was so off-target, and at the same time he thought pitifully, because, in the end, there was no such thing as romantic feelings for Quon in Uphilia.

What we have is a sense of fellowship, something we should call homogeneity.

To Quon, I felt something close to me.

One of the few human beings my great father has ever recognized is Quon. In interacting with that quon, it may have been inevitable for Ufiria to feel something similar to herself. So she wanted to stand side by side as a friend of Quong, as an acquaintance, as a companion. It was his power, his wings, his dreams, his desires that he was going to fulfill.

I thought the dream was over in the middle of the road.

But no.

Dreams are still going on.

Because he's there, and his people are there.

"That's not true."

The voice of a wild man was also something I heard. A man who has tried so many times to pair up with Ufiria and how incredible it is to be done in an instant. I also remember my first name. Wald-Mastia. In the White Shield, it was positioned as one arm of Quon.

I don't see Millena or Graham, but the majority of the executives of The White Shield, led by Kuon, were on the Ark deck. The fact aroused Ufiria violently, and the sense of Dawn Young engulfed her consciousness. Flying around the ark, even forgetting about the rambless fighting with the goddess.

"You're all alive. Good......!

"Good..."

"What?

"No, nothing. This way."

Waldo turned away, not showing his face. It has been so for a long time, but he was the hardest to stick with. Iris and Mana are still better off. If I touched on the subject of Quon, he would jump right at me, and he answered my questions honestly. Graham was an honest person, and Mirlena is what made me adore Ufiria. Wouldn't Waldo have trusted Ufiria until the end? Alert always stood first. It also means that it has to be about one arm of Quong.

"You're a weird guy."

When Ufiria divulged her honest thoughts, Illis came pinching her mouth from the side.

"Never mind. It must be the usual."

"Speaking of which, yes"

"Are you convinced?"

That's right. Waldo seemed to want to disagree with that assessment as well. Mana laughs. As usual.

"Ugh... it's like back then"

"Oh...... really. But."

Quon looked over his head, probably because he cared about the goddess and the rambless engaged on the other side of the translucent ceiling. Ramless's fiercely angry roar is shaking the atmosphere, becoming explosive magic and rocking the blown hull. You'll see what happens when Ramles, the strongest dragon, unleashes his power with his wrath. There are natural mutations that can rock the world itself. So much power is unleashed against the goddess. The goddess is a goddess, and it seems that she is responding with the corresponding force, and every time the force clashed between the two, an awesome shockwave struck the ark. Ufiria talks to Quon, taking care not to fall over the deck. I have to tell you that I'm not the only one here.

"Oh, yeah, Ramles is with me. I was worried about Kuon."

"Right. Rumless also took me..."

I see. I understand.

What sounded unexpected was the voice of the goddess. The voice of God, which echoes directly in his head, makes him uncomfortable with the consciousness of Ufiria. That would be the case, too. Ufiria's mind is not tolerant enough to tolerate anything that tries to keep everything contained by mighty power and intimidation. In the first place, it is no exaggeration to speak of the gods as enemies of the rambless. My father's enemy, her enemy. There are exceptions called Malik, but exceptions are only exceptions. There is no difference in the fact that almost everything is an enemy. More importantly, the main goddess of this voice was the goddess who tried to destroy Lyohan the other day, and the more so, the goddess who blocked the path of Ramles.

It was also impossible for Ufiria to unconsciously rebel and burn her mind violently.

The voice continues.

Speaking of which, you did. Vishtar. You've persuaded Ramles-Sypha Druss to do that. And he succeeded in bringing Ramles and his family under our control. Yes, it was. It was a long way to go. "

If you don't even know what you're talking about, you don't even know where you are. Only the voice echoed in the brain, and Ufiria wandered her gaze, from the way Quon was bewildered, I knew that the word was due to the existence of the goddess, but so what do you say?

"What?"

That's right. Yes, it is. Then I was convinced why Lyohan had sent me. It was all for this time. "

Ufiria jumped away instantly as soon as she admitted that the void in front of her eyes was distorted. Sometimes the reaction was slow. Ufiria flew far apart due to the speed of reaction and physical ability that the human body could not demonstrate. But its emergence and behavior had also slightly exceeded its speed. It was the light that came out of the distortion of the void, and the light, elephant of the goddess of beauty. An enormous amount of light emitting light back and wide open eyes smear the Ufiria retina in gold. Don't look. Do not ask. Do not know. Unconscious warnings, too, were too late.

The moment God's light touched Ufiria's body, she knew her consciousness would burn white. I had severe pain. However, I didn't care about the physical pain. It was more painful for her to have her consciousness burned and her memory burned white than that. It was hard. I'm glad it's even despair.

"Damn..."

It was at the end of her consciousness that she heard the sound coming out of her mouth.