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

Ramles-Syfa Dorrus.

In the words of the dragons, the dragons thought that it meant the Mad King of Ethereal Clothes and that it was so named no more in showing his greatness and all his horrible work.

Once upon a time, Ramles has destroyed his family several times.

Exactly what he deserved to call the Mad King was still being told, and he had succeeded in instilling unwavering loyalty in his family as well as terrorizing them. Besides, I did not destroy my family for such things. There is no need to recognize those who deny his presence as family members. That was just it.

Ethereal clothing refers to the pale scales that surround his great flesh, forged over tens of thousands of years. Because the giant body covered in beautiful pale scales does not even appear to be wrapped around pale clothes.

Both the dragon king, known as the queen in green, and the dragon king, known as the pope in silver, are of the same origin. Ragnacia-Elm Dorrus is covered in green scales, while Langwin-Silfe Dorrus is covered in silver scales.

The naming of the dragons was as simple as it could be understood.

But that's why he thought that was okay. The name should be simple and easy to understand. Because it's easier to remember and harder to forget.

So, tens of thousands of years - no, I've lived hundreds of millions of years.

He has reigned as a pillar of the Dragon King, repeatedly living and dying.

It is called the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms.

The Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms, because he is the King of the Dragons who divides the world.

Pope Langwin-Silfe Dorrus in silver garments who presides over order and maintenance.

Ragnasia-Elm Dorrus, Queen in Green, who presides over freedom and harmony.

And Ramles-Sife Dorrus, the madman king of Ethereal Clothes, who presides over destruction and chaos.

He was the three-pillared dragon king, the most vicious and feared of all, who continued to reign in the Illus Valle than he had originally been.

He has numerous family members. At its peak, tens of thousands of wings followed him, sometimes boasting the largest of the Dragon Kings of the Three Kingdoms. Although that is now depressing to an unparalleled number with Langwin, there are still many dragons who follow him.

Along with those numerous families, he had made the land of the north his dwelling place.

Langwin's "Dragon Garden” and Ramless “Dragon's Nest” were also home to the largest dragon genus in the Illus Valle. It is the same in that there are numerous dragons living in both, and it is the same in that it centers around the Dragon King and holds it as a culmination. If there was only one difference, it would be whether or not to tolerate humans.

Langwin was a merciful dragon king. While a dragon, he did not hate to treat other flora and fauna with pity and reach out to those who seek salvation. At one point Ramles asked Langwin to weigh in because of so many disputes. Because there were numerous times when Langwin's foresightless hand of salvation became a spark of strife for all nations, including humans. At one point in time, although the intervention in the problems of the peoples has stopped and become static, it is still happily accepted by humans seeking protection in the “Dragon Garden”, thus becoming like a dragonist paradise.

In contrast, Ramless had a good attitude, so to speak, the opposite. A dragon man who believed in him silently tried to come for help and ignored it. Because it has nothing to do with dragonists dying as a result. He is a dragon, not a human being. There can be no reason to be involved in human strife. Still, faith in him continues uninterrupted only because, for one thing, the faith of the dragon is deeply rooted in this world and there are relatives who escape his eyes and lend strength to humans.

All his family members living in the "Dragon's Nest" swear absolute loyalty to him and will not betray him. Asked him as the absolute king, and obeyed his command without a single word or two. Speaking of dying, dying, surviving at all costs when it comes to living. That could have been the only way to “dragon's nest”. But there is something in there that I think is good and helps man on his behalf. Ramles didn't like that kind of selfishness, but if that was for Ramles, he just scolded and nothing more.

“The Dragon's Nest” doesn't seem like a law.

You just have to live as you wish and die as you wish.

That's why dragons are dragons.

Because a dragon is an expression of the will of this world.

Naturally, there are no humans in the Dragon's Nest. I have not allowed dragonist humans to approach me, nor have I warned anything that approaches me inadvertently, and if I ignored the warnings, I killed them relentlessly. How much do we forgive those who believe in him and those who break his rest? Therefore, no one came near his bedroom, the Dragon's Nest.

The days when humans don't bring in annoying problems are peace itself.

He prefers silence.

Destruction and chaos, etc. are said, but it is only a part of his nature. Speaking in essence, it must be more violent and destructive in Langwin, which presides over order and maintenance, and in Ragnasia, which presides over freedom and harmony. Both Langwin and Ragnasia have sunk the continent into the sea more than once each. In that regard, Ramles should have never caused as much damage as they did to their families to the extent that they had killed them all.

Because he respects the time when no one bothers him, just bathes in the day and feels the wind. That time is better than anything else in the world, he thought.

Until we met.

What he encountered with it was at a time when the continent was constantly silent but repeated a wide variety of skirmishes by constantly smoking sparks.

It goes without question that the northern earth, hundreds of years after its provisional unification by the Vashtarian Community, brought about by its overwhelming dominance order and peace, also brought some benefit to the Ramles and their families. Because dragonists were expelled and eliminated as heretics, heathens, by those who believed in God, who emerged from nowhere in the Supreme God Vashtara. When the majority of dragonists died, those who survived either converted to Vashtara or relied on Langwin's former. Because you don't protect me where I rely on Ramless, but I'm not wrong about any of that. Langwin, when he opened the “Dragon Garden” and welcomed the escaping dragonists, became the shield of those vulnerable human beings, but Ramles rather closed the “Dragon's Nest” so that no one could enter. There is also a will there to not get involved in a crappy dispute between humans.

Then, more than a few hundred years later, the dragonists were close to extinction in the northern earth. Naturally. No matter how much you lurked and hid, it didn't make sense in front of Vashtara Church's harsh search for heretics.

If I could keep hiding for hundreds of years, I guess that would be nothing but luck, even a miracle.

And I can't help but be surprised because such a miraculous village existed in reality.

Most of all, the centuries-old miracle also became a bubble of water by small accusations.

South of the Dragon's Nest, it happened.

The Knights of the Patronage, responsible for exterminating heretics and heathens in the Vashtara Church, attacked a small village. The village is a village inhabited by former dragonists who converted to the Vashtara Church, who said they could not abandon their faith in the Ramles and secretly continued.

When I heard the story, Ramles looked at the stupidity of humans. Eliminate those who appreciate God's teachings and unilaterally believe in dragons. How foolish, how ridiculously human-like a feud.

"Great Father, what are you going to do?

What are we gonna do?

He narrowed his eyes to the words of his family as he watched the black smoke rising across the grave peril surrounding the “dragon's nest”.

I don't know what to do. I can't do anything. It's useless to interfere in human strife. "

It doesn't make any sense.

He threw up and lowered his lid.

There can be no such thing as the need to engage in human strife. Dragons are dragons and humans are human beings. There is something about each area, the way of life. If it's the presence of humans who make foolish strife, just let them like it. As a result, it wasn't about knowing how much blood was going to flow, and it didn't matter as far as he was concerned, even if he was eventually going to repeat it.

It's been repeated over and over again.

More than once.

That's as many times as I can give up.

So maybe it is.

Suddenly he opened his lowered lid and spread his wings on his ass with a surprising family member.

"Father, where..."

Without answering any questions, he left the "Dragon's Nest”. As we exited the dwelling strewn with multiple magic barriers, we saw black smoke rising right from the south. I guess I used fire and burned it down because I wouldn't miss one villager. There was no sign of the Knights of the Patronage who had already attacked the village, and there was no survivor by himself when he stepped down.

"If we're going to help, we should just move faster..."

Stupid.

When he overthrew the inadvertent remarks of the family he followed, he glanced at the likes of the burned village. It's a sight I've seen more than once. Memories of hundreds of millions of years of reincarnation have burned countless fires into his brain. How many fights would have been meaningless and beneficial? Isn't it enough to count? Perhaps there is no point in all human battles. By his measure, it has to be.

Every human remains that were killed, he saw. The knights' moves, forged only to destroy the heretic, had surely brought to death those who had not stopped their faith in him with purity until they were just innocent, and nothing had been pointlessly hurt. No, there's no point in the killing itself.

That's how when he tried to follow the village, he saw something moving into its sight. Looking back, what lay ahead of me was the mortal woman's remains. He is pierced in the chest and is dying instantly. I guess it's my fault. That's not the case, for example, with a body moving. At least, humans can't use such moves. And there can't be a hobby in the church that moves a heretic corpse. The swing of fire just moved the shadows and seemed to have moved because of it.

(Are you sure?

He has doubts.

He's a great dragon. It is the most powerful life form in the world and reigns at the apex of the genus Dragon, which leaves the name of the primate of all things wanting. Would his eyes, with so much power and excellent kinetic vision, be illusory as the swings of fire?

He saw the woman's remains.

And when he saw his swollen belly move slightly, he was, unconsciously, moving.