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

We arrived at Zhu Tian Street's teahouse minutes after Falk's offer.

The teahouse was on the corner facing the boulevard and arrived immediately.

In addition to the tea shop, the main street was lined with various shops. I walked around to see what those stores were like, but those stores still had a huge human cultural impact on them. Just think of Willedo as living like a human being. Although there are no shops dealing in clothing, shops such as flower shops, vegetable shops, fruit shops, butchers and fish shops are calling in customers, and Willeds, who are proud of their giant bodies, face to face and find out how they are immersed in the ordinance. Some restaurants, some grocery stores, were no different from the landscapes seen in human cities. Even so, it feels unnatural because it's not the people there. Just because the Willeds live the same life as humans, it looks unusual. That would be because there is a stereotype that Willedo is the Imperial Demon and the Imperial Demon lives a completely different life from human beings.

The teahouse was also one such boulevard group of shops, with a number of tables and chairs lined up at the end of the house, where Willedo, like the master of the teahouse, was calling in guests. As Falk approached Elina and the others leading the way, the shopkeeper looked at him and circled his eyes.

"Isn't this... Master Falk? Sometimes it's rare. And you..."

"As you know, the Witch of Salvation and his servants. I showed Agatara. I stopped by for a while. Can you rent it out for me?"

"Of course it is. With Falk's life, you can't disobey him."

Willedo, the shopkeeper, tried to shake his whole body wide, and went.

"And if a witch stops by, there's a foil on the store."

"He's as brilliant as ever. But what makes this store thrive is that it's not bad. Tea and sweets are delicious."

"I keep it as a compliment and I'm honored. We will now prepare your tea and confectionery."

"Oh, please"

Seeing Falk talking in a sneer, he's probably a regular at this teahouse. Although by no means a large store, the tables and chairs installed in front of the store were decorated with small spills, and it was not known that the falk would go thriving. The atmosphere around the store is not bad either. Next door is a florist, and the scent of flowers drifts up to the front of the store. The tea you drink in the air doesn't seem bad either. With that in mind, Falk has pointed to the chair that was nearby.

"So, witch, come here"

"Yes, sir"

"You don't have to be nervous. Please, relax."

"Thank you, Mr. Falk"

"No, there is no such thing as gratitude. We should be thankful."

Falk thanked Erina again and again. Every time there's ever been one. That's about how important and essential your presence is to them, but each time, Elina has to think of her impudence, and she's frustrated by her teething. If Dae-jun has fully healed, he can stick his chest out and accept words of gratitude, but he hasn't.

As Elina sat down in her chair, Kelia and the other Milius squad members also sat down on each of them. The chairs, one big at a time. It fits Willedo's physique, naturally. Especially in the case of a bench, Falk is astonished that Willedo can sit more than twice as high as if he were sitting down. In man and Willedo, there is a tremendous physical difference.

After a while, the tea shop owner brought me tea and sweets straight away. Both the tea vessel and the vessel with the confectionery were too large for Elina's hands because they all fit Willedo's physique. What's more, there was also a lot of tea poured and it was unlikely to be drinkable. The smell of tea that drifts with the hot air resembles that of northern tea that is well mouthed in Lyohan, although there seems to be no concern in that regard.

"The tea here is delicious. Good throat."

That's what I've been smiling at, Kelia. We talked before we headed to the teahouse, but Miliu said that the faces of the squad were frequently walking around Agatara while Elina was treating you, and at that time they often stopped at this teahouse. The shopkeeper was familiar with his face, and one of the squad members, Fores-Kestres, etc., was talking to the shopkeeper. Those who hated the Imperial Devil so much may have to get used to it if they were forced to live in Agatara for just over a dozen days.

Elina sipped the tea and enjoyed its aromatic aroma and flavour. It does have a good throat and feels many times better than the tea I drink in Lyohan. Kelia and the others are happy with Falk's offer.

And that was then.

"If you think your fellow countrymen are playing with humans, what, isn't it Falk"

Suddenly I wondered if a swordswallowing voice had come down from over my head, the wind rolled up and the tea candy danced in the void. Then, thinking that the giant like a pitch-black demon had descended in front of the eyes of Elinah, the demons would then land, as they would learn from it. It's a bunch of willeds. It can be judged from the fact that they wear costumes that it is also quite noble. Willedo of Agatara is able to identify himself to a certain extent in that outfit. The general public was not even allowed to wear clothes, and it was clear that they were more than ministers serving the Great King simply because they were wearing something. And the more flashy the costume you're wearing, the higher it is. Taijun and others are thorough enough to wear only golden costumes.

Descending in front of Elina and blowing confectionery with the wind that happened at that time, Willedo wore a silver outfit over such a lumpy giant body that it could be equated with or more than Martial Minister Serk.

"Your people are taking humans and others to this Zhu Tian Street?

Willedo, in his silver outfit, questioned Falk, who was supposed to be your sidekick with high-pressure language. From that, I can also imagine where that Willedo stands. The people on your side are extremely high in the country of Willedo called Agatara. Naturally because I'm a close group to you, but when it comes to such a status that I'm allowed to cast questions from above with my eyes on them, I can only think of one thing but you.

It's your son.

"... he is Sarg-Osl. The next Daijun candidate, your son."

Falk's whispering made Elina understand that her reflection was correct. I just couldn't think of anything other than your successor, or your next great-grandson.

"Are you listening? Falk, or do you think you can't answer my question?"

"No way. It has to be like that. But I don't know how important these people are to Agatara."

"Important? Ha."

Sarg-Osl laughed with his nose at Falk's response, staring at Elina. In the red light leaking from the slightest eyes, even the intent to kill is seeping. I had the feeling my nerves were being stroked backwards. I had palpitations. It wasn't long before I felt Willedo as the Imperial Demon, and my vigilance makes my whole body nervous. That apparently wasn't just what Elina felt, and the Kelias and all the Milius squad members turned out to be nervous faces. But that's why I don't imitate stupid things like taking hostilities reflexively. Everyone is watching the change calmly.

"It's suspicious if that person really helped you recover."

"Say what. Our people are only seeing it with these eyes. Definitely. Besides, you must have heard your own words."

"I heard that. I heard about it. That's why I have this suspicion"

Sarg-Osel arm in front of his chest as he turned against his rough giant body. Sometimes the upper body muscles are developed to varying degrees, and the intimidation is terrific. But Falk doesn't dwell on his attitude like that. Rather, it was a grand attitude.

"Doubtful?

"That's right. Doubtful. It is no exaggeration to say that Agatara here was created to stay out of contact with the humans on earth. The fact that humans are in this land is something that should not be. Isn't it?

"Sarg-Osel. As you are aware, if we are to treat your medical condition as soon as possible, we will not choose the means or methods - that is our conclusion. I went out on earth and asked the dragons and the Imperial Demons for help, too, for that reason."

"That, I know. But why are you human? I don't see it as a sane shack, such as asking human beings for help. Let's not forget what humans did to our fathers."

"I haven't forgotten...... but your recovery is the most important thing. You must be aware of that. If even our magic can't heal, it makes sense to ask for other help. That that just happened to be human. And it is an indisputable fact that the Great King was awakened by the help of that human being. I hate humans. Don't cloud your vision."

Falk sipped his tea without even being afraid to tell him, not to go through the Sarg-Osel intimidation or anything. Is the way the liver is situated cultivated in the fact that he has been at the heart of the country's politics as a Wenchenger?