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

"I dreamed"

What I heard when I stepped into the throne of the Lion God was a terribly vain voice. Weak enough not to think there is a strong will, brittle enough to seem to fly the more it blows, and brittle. Now, some kind of compulsion is working that you just have to listen. There is nothing against that compulsion that dwells in this divine capital. No man, no animal, no messenger of the gods, no Vishtars, not even the gods, can resist.

That's absolutely good to know.

Just one absolute in this world.

He is the master of Vishtal and the only being to whom he pledges allegiance.

"I don't know if it's a good dream or a bad dream. I was just dreaming. Long, long dreams. Never-ending adventure Tan. An endless battle scroll. Endless Fantasies"

Only that voice echoes in the vast space dominated by vain darkness. His shoe sound was sucked into the floor and he couldn't even hear it. No other noise. All I could hear was the voice of the Lord, and it seemed as if only words such as his adage and paranoia reflected the likeness of an idle world.

The throne of the lion god emperor is wide anyway. It was unimaginably large from the exterior of the Imperial Palace, and there was an uninterrupted distance from the entrance and exit to the throne where the Divine Emperor waited. As much as distorting space and misleading mass, there is no creation for God. There was a room in the Imperial Palace with the same treatment as the throne of the Divine Emperor, and the Imperial Palace boasted more than its size.

But the throne of the lion god emperor was not provided with one light, which could be called a complete dark space. If you can't even see the shape of the throne, you can't even see the shadow of the Divine Emperor. But his voice was clearly heard, and he was definitely ahead of his gaze. There are signs. It is also a tremendously mighty thing, emitting such intense thoughts that you are going crazy just to feel it. It may be said that existence itself emits immense power, and therefore the throne of the Lion God Emperor had to be hidden in a different space isolated from this world. If the seat of the Lion God Emperor is connected to this world, that alone could cause the Mutomi to go mad and die in frenzy. No, I'm not a single person living in Kanto. Most of the creatures that live on this continent could die of madness.

Therefore the gods confined the divine emperor to this isolated space.

You can call it a seal.

In that seal, the Divine Emperor kept sleeping. That's more than two years since the Great Destruction. In other words, the Divine Emperor has never given a direct order in the last two years. The Vishtars. Neither the lions nor the gods under the direct command of the Divine Emperor were merely receiving orders and acting more than thoughts issued by the Divine Emperor.

I never thought about the possibility that the assumption that it was the will of the Divine Emperor would be overturned, because if I didn't do anything, I would be cut off by the Divine Emperor.

The Divine Emperor, sleeping, ruled this country.

"In that dream I was king of a weak little country. He was slandered, ridiculed by darkness, and still dreamed, ambitious, and desperate to fulfill his ambitions. I guess I was still blue. I guess I was young. Maybe he was young. But the young man pushed me on my back, for there is no doubt. I kept running, reckless and courageous."

"I fought numerous countries. Logner, Zalwarn, Myon, Kruselk, Maldia, Benoagard, Lucion… The small group of nations was just a bunch of ambitious warring nation disturbances. Beautiful star-like heroic magnificents broke into the mess, all of them risking their souls to fight through. Everyone ran the earth for their dreams, for their ambitions, for their aspirations, and bumped into each other in the field. I went out into battle more than once. I saw him dying, but I always had him. There was a hero."

(Hero...)

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The content of God's dreams is extremely realistic. Perhaps it's what he experienced in his lifetime, an accumulation of memories. It assimilated to dreams while asleep and became cloudy in consciousness. What was a dream and what was a reality? The Divine Emperor may no longer be able to judge.

I don't laugh.

Me too, same.

Dead things came alive again. More than life is not continuous, there is a lack of memory and consciousness, and there is no way to create confusion. Especially the Divine Emperor, who had nothing to make up for his memory. No, I was there, but the Divine Emperor kept sleeping, and his proximity only prevented him from sleeping, and he couldn't help rebuild his memory or anything. So, the Divine Emperor is in confusion.

While appreciating that there is still just a feeling of pity for it, Vistahl walks over to the throne.

"There was a hero for me. To me. That was all I was proud of. That was all I had. He was the one who reminded me of my dreams, and without him I might not have dreamed. Because he was there, I was able to keep running to the end."

Vishtal knows who the hero is to the Divine Emperor. It is also an unquestionable fact that the emperor of God was about to fulfill his dreams in his lifetime because he had that hero.

The country in which he once reigned as king was also the weakest in the small group of nations, but it expanded its forces with explosive momentum, inspired by the attainment of one hero. There was no such thing as putting neighboring countries under exhaustive forces, through friendship in the distance, and entering into cooperative relations. It became the largest force in the small group of nations. Had there not been a final war, the group of small nations would have become a huge community centered around his country.

Most of all, I don't know how long that achievement lasted as his dream came true. Whether he was an intelligent king or a rare hero, there is a limit to life. I have time. The king's successor is not necessarily competent, nor can a hero be his successor. If you two are lost, there's no doubt there will be confusion. Though that would have been something the Divine Emperor himself had feared in his lifetime.

"It was like a dream...... no, I guess it was actually a dream. Disappear and lose everything like bubbles, and there is nothing left in your hand. Everything has been lost. Everything I should have gotten."

I saw the throne.

A huge throne stretches over long, high stair-like steps. And it is the person sitting there who is the ruler of this divine capital and the emperor of the gods. No matter, you can't look straight at it. No matter how SS lions are, they are disrespectful, such as looking directly at the Divine Emperor. At the bottom of the steps, kneel, drool your head.

"There's nothing left."

I feel gaze. This is vain again. It's not something I found out where consciousness is. But I am willing and conscious. That's why he can think, speak and take action from scratch. Without consciousness, you should be able to live and succeed in just wandering through your dreams.

"His Majesty the Divine King..."

It was to assert his existence that Vistahl uttered his words on his knees. I don't know if the god emperor is aware of me. It is also suspicious that he may be aware of Vishtal's existence just because he felt his gaze.

This was the first time I had ever dealt with the awake divine emperor.

"Dreams are vain."

of the Divine Emperor

"Vishtar, you must dream."

"The season of dreaming is over"

"Right... that's what I miss. It's just a shell out, like what I lost my dream. A vain being who devours nothing but idleness."

"Only then will I live in His Majesty's dreams"

"Hmm..."

Was Vishtal's response unexpected, the Divine Emperor, voiced as he felt. And I'm going to keep quiet.

"I thought it was no longer a dream. But when I came back to life, I knew I couldn't say the same. I am like a man who can only live in his dreams. You have to dream, you have to chase dreams, you have no reason to exist. There is no point in living. It is impossible for me to devour idleness. I think so."

The divine emperor went on to sigh deeply. I guess I have feelings similar to giving up on my personality. The thought was also understood by Vishtal as a real feeling. It seems that stained qualities are not lost even if they are reborn. Instead, I feel stronger.

"It's Vishtal."

"Ha"

"Beyond this, I intend to fulfill my dream of small group reunification"

When he raised his face to the unexpected word, Vistahl did see the figure of the Divine Emperor.

The bright, shining back of silver raised the figure of the Divine Emperor in a backlit light.

"First, attack Logner and Zalwarn."

In a harsh tone, he told.

On that day, the order of the Lion God Emperor was instantly conveyed to the gods more than Vishtal's mouth, and through the gods to all the armies.

Nea Gandia, the kingdom of the gods culminating in the Lion God Emperor, began a full-scale world invasion, beginning that day.

It was also good to say that day that the fate of the world was set in motion.