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

Millews, who made it to the golden grounds to jump over the walls surrounding the Great Spirit Palace and the Four Gates, were greeted once again by Willedo's armed soldiers. There was nothing wrong between him and the soldiers, although just Serk seemed nervous about greeting them by the warriors who wore armor all over their bodies and got what they deserved, unlike the soldiers who had been out over Agatara.

That means I can understand the seriousness of what is happening to Agatara.

Selk is apparently not the only one who wants to stick around if there's hope of salvation, because he's been a hater for hundreds of years. As a common perception of the Wileds of Agatara, it is.

I mean, doesn't that just mean your condition is too dangerous?

Miliu glanced at Dalks, looked around at his men and urged him to be vigilant as he shook Erina's hand back as he came down to earth and rushed over. This is in the middle of Willedo's country. At first glance, it's made enough to remember the illusion of being in a human city or a castle fortress, but it's not. It's not what I found out when or when Willedo would attack me. Of course, I'm not suspicious of Serk, and I don't expect the Willeds to attack me when I hear about the Millews from him, but it's also true that it's hard to think that all the Willeds in Agatara will recognise the Millews.

If you put yourself in the opposite position, you'll see.

What happens if, for example, you invite the Imperial Demon into a human country, a city? It was clear that there would be confusion and even panic as a result of the rejection of the Imperial Devil, and in that sense, I felt dismayed by Serk's courage or recklessness in inviting the Milius from the front. I guess it's also a sign that I'm stuck with my feathers by so long.

"This way. Try not to stay too far from me. Otherwise, if not, I won't be able to shelter you."

"I know. We didn't come to war with you all. I don't mean to cause any extra commotion."

Miliu, while so good, noticed countless gazes pouring down on themselves, but followed Serk with a face that didn't eat anything. Perhaps the eyes of Willeds, who are at the gates on all sides surrounding this Great Spiritual Palace, the so-called "Four Gates”. Full alert gaze stabbing me was rather a normal reaction, much more reassuring than being passed through the palace without alert. If you can do it barely, you should think you're putting up a trap to plunge the Milius.

Humans and Imperial Demons hated each other too deeply over the last few hundred years. The Imperial Demon tried to kill him if he saw him as a human being, and man also abhorred and cursed the Imperial Demon as his natural enemy. Destroying the Imperial Devil's “nest” was absolutely just and could be a national cause. For hundreds of years, the malice inherited from the cotton union and built up indefinitely made the two perceived as never being distinguishable.

Once, there was a presence called the Demon King Army.

That organization, created by a human man named Yubel the Demon King, was an army reconciled by man and the Imperial Demon. but in fact, it was a false conciliation spun by compulsive domination by “alien powers” expressed to the Demon King himself, which did not set a precedent for man and the Imperial Demon to be able to understand each other. The Demon King's Army was dissolved with the end of the Kruselk war and since then it has not been in Miliu that he has come across a scene where man and the Imperial Demon are hand in hand.

Humans hate Imperial Demons and Imperial Demons hate humans.

There's no way we can tell each other.

There's no more progress to be made from that than everyone thinks.

Even Miliu, yes. I'm not even thinking about taking this opportunity to reduce my distance from the Imperial Demon. This time, I accepted Serk's request because I respected Elina's will and might contribute to her growth and Lyohan's defense. If it went well, there might be negotiations between Lyohan and Agatara, but that didn't matter. Miliu himself doesn't think that humans and demons can understand each other.

That is why we must be vigilant.

The Great Spirit Palace is a fitting palace of expression, such as the endless use of beautiful gold and the exhaustion of the limits of luxury, and a substitute that does not seem to be the residence of the Imperial Demon. Because one way of using that gold is so never disgusting. It's plain somewhere, flashy and luxurious, but I don't feel like showing it off. And when you look at the statues, the craftsmanship, the decorations, it's very hard to imagine what Willedos made of their big hands. Willedo has a much larger figure than a human. Far taller than the long Dalks, with longer arms and legs, and bigger hands. It didn't look like it was suitable for fine work.

A huge palace in the heart of a vast estate. That is the Great Spiritual Palace, and the presence emitted by its enormous buildings that shine golden in the light that falls from heaven is nothing short of awesome. The walls themselves are decorated with artistic decorations, and the statues imitating Willedo are decorated there. How many floors? The fact that it is divided into several layers could also be discerned from the fact that there are different patterns in the hierarchy.

"Still, I can't believe this is Willedo's country... that's kind of hard to believe"

"Right. It's like being lost in a strange city in a strange land."

"Sure... you've never been taught that the Imperial Devil's“ nest ”is like this"

"Hehe."

Serk laughed somewhere proud to see and hear Milius and the others surprise and admire him.

"It was this Great Spiritual Palace of Agatara that our fathers built hundreds of years ago. Naturally, I don't have the help of humans. Our fathers joined forces and created it for years, decades, with all their souls."

"I wonder if Willedo has a similar aesthetic to a human being."

"That's a little different"

He shook his head.

"It's simply the influence of human culture."

"Huh?"

"After flowing into this world, our fathers began various investigations to negotiate with the most powerful of the native creatures. In it he learned the human language, learned human culture and was greatly influenced. Our original existence was already lost, so I guess there was no way to get into human culture."

Serk sighed heavily in front of the immense gate of the Great Spirit Palace. Disappearance of the original. That would be where he took his sigh. But Miliu doesn't know what the hell that means. Is there a cause for the flow into this world, or not?

"That's why Agatara is so similar to the city where humans live. Nevertheless, I can't guarantee if it's any easier for you than it is for us."

Serk walked over to the closed gate when he finished the conversation. Perhaps that's the main entrance to the Great Spirit Palace. Two heavily armed gatekeepers, Willedo, stand by both sides of the gate.

Agatara also knew from the gatekeeper's arrival that she was influenced by human culture. He is wrapped in metal armor and has a tight, ear-tipped spear. I had never heard of Willedo carrying a weapon and wearing protective gear except by the Demon King's Army. It is Willedo who is a magical user and boasts a tough flesh. I guess it's a culture characteristic of Agatara, and I mean, it can be described as a human influence. Speaking of which, Serk also wore protective gear. But even that didn't seem to make sense before Ende's intensive attack on Willedo.

"Marga-Asr made him a martial minister, and the people on your side gave him a serk, with hope of salvation, and returned. Open the gate."

"... Your will"

Wiledo the gatekeepers walked over to the gate as they honestly followed Serk's mouth. Then he hoisted the tip of the two-forked spear toward the center of the giant gate and superimposed it. I don't know if that's a signal or a ritual to open the gate, but anyway, the Milius just watched the gate start making noises and opening. The Golden Gate was made very large, either for Willedo, who boasted a rough body. It is three times the size of Miliu's back length, and the portal itself is very huge and intimidating. When it opened with a heavy noise, a golden passage appeared in front of him.

"I want you to follow me. Guests."

"You suddenly turn into a guest."

"Naturally. You are our hope. Be polite, it involves Agatara's tickets."

"Then why don't we treat it politely from the beginning?"

"... I never thought you'd follow me this far"

Serk accidentally leaked the truth.

"Man hates us. You don't have ears to listen to, like how harmless we are to humans. Naturally. Same goes for us. In places like how harmless humans are to us, we can't hide them to their very essence. We hated each other too long. We killed each other too much. Not to mention walking away. So I didn't expect you to do what I asked of me."

"So, how do you feel about Elina responding?

"I can only thank you"

He has looked at this one and bowed his head deeply. And then, towards Elina, narrow your eyes. That serene expression was certainly filled with gratitude, so much so that I thought I might have to change my mind about the Imperial Devil.

"As many times as I say. Thanks."

"Oh, um... thank you only after my, healing and shiatsu powers have fulfilled Mr. Serk's wishes. I haven't done anything yet."

I guess that's what Elina meant. Even though I didn't do anything, when I was thankful, it was teethy and itchy. But Serk doesn't fit in.

"No, thank you already at this stage, Lord Elina, if that's impossible."

Serk's change in the way he calls Elina may also be a sign that he appreciates her and the Milius.

"Mr. Serk......"

"It's usually unthinkable for humans to believe our words and get into our country. It's not possible. We are what humans call the Imperial Devil and abhor. And we also, likewise, hate and think badly of humans. It's like they're going to have to kill me to follow them to their country."

"Right. Absolutely right. You're too fond of me, aren't you, my apprentice?"

"My master, too."

"Really?"

"If you didn't like me, you wouldn't take me for a disciple."

"I wonder. You'll never leave a chunk of your talent alone."

"You don't know if you're talented, do you?"

"... well, yeah"

While affirming Elina's opinion, Miliu gave thought to how she had decided to take her on as a disciple. It seems like a long way back. Years before the Great Destruction. When she was younger and only a child. Times of peace itself. Elina became Miliu's apprentice just because she wanted to be the power of one she loved. I had no idea at all at that time, such as whether she would grow up as an armed summoner, and it took courage to take on just a child as a disciple. There was a reason.

Elina was really just a kid. I've never had combat training or anything, I'm just a kid. It's just that I was familiar with ancient languages because of the relationship between my parents' work, so I wondered how much more than raising a child who had not studied anything to be an armed summoner. And even Miliu's idea turned out to be a stupid mistake.

Elina was a girl full of talent as an armed summoner.

Physical ability was about average, but it was also built up in the days of training since reaching Lyohan, and grew to such an extent that there was nothing more physically capable than her in the same age. When it comes to skill, there was nothing lined up in the same age, which also overtook those who were learning armed summons sooner and longer than her.

Elina was greedy.

To hone myself up as an armed summoner, I overcame any harsh training, and I greedily took in the knowledge necessary for armed summoning. It can be said that her growth rate has improved at an accelerating rate in Riohan, the main mountain of armed subpoena. No way, in the last two years or so, I couldn't even imagine Miliu growing up enough to accompany him as part of the Miliu squad.

Such a girlfriend now shines as the hope of this kingdom of the Imperial Devil.