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

The Blue River is a section stretching beyond the Oriental Blue Gate of the Great Spiritual Palace.

Through the gates and after a short walk, the iconic great river of the compartment jumps into view. Agatara is a deep underground world isolated from the earth. There was an enormous amount of water flow beyond imagination, such as so many great rivers flowing in such a place. The waters of the great river glittering in the light from the upper heavens are blue and transparent and deserve to be named the Blue River.

It is clear that it is Agatara's water resources and that it is thanks to this great river that the Willeds of Agatara have no trouble with the water. This crystal clear and beautiful Great River is also home to various types of river fish, and Willeds say they fish by imitating human fishing and utilizing it as daily food. It is due in large part to the influence of such human culture that the life of Agatara of the Milius is not significantly different from that of the human society on earth. Though it is unclear why the Willeds have so inclined to human culture, it is not appreciated by the Millews.

The district known as the Blue River naturally also has land other than the Blue River. There is the mansion of your son Merg-Osell on that land, but it seems that it is the opposite bank across the great river from the land on the side of the Oriental Blue Gate, and he needed the means to cross the river.

For that reason, I was to speak to Willedo, who was at the shoreline dock, and ask him to let the ship out. The Willedo, that Millew and Dalks are the witch's squire, is sending the ship out with great joy. Your declaration to treat you as a saving witch seems to have a great impact on the citizens of Agatara.

While crossing the Great River, Miliu heard some stories about Merg-Osel from his fisherman, Willedo. The soothing, gentle and warm Merg-Osel is particularly popular with the Willeds, who produce their fisheries on the Blue River. Mergue-Ossel himself continues to interact with fishermen, including by participating in fishing, which also seems to be connected to fishermen's popularity.

I also knew from Elina's thoughts that Willedo seemed easier to attach than Sarg-Osel.

Sarg-Osel like he's always angry and Merg-Osel smiling calmly. Who would raise the latter when it comes to who might be easier to talk to? I still don't know what the truth is, but I didn't seem to eat the front door payment like Sarg-Osel did.

As the boat carrying the Millews reached the dock on the opposite shore, a tiny mansion was seen standing deep ahead.

Willedo, the fisherman, even offered to wait until the Millews returned from the Merg-Osel mansion, so Millews decided to sweeten it to its generosity. Even if Merg-Osel responds to the discussion, I'm not going to talk to him for that long. First of all, it was this visit to the mansion of the two princes that Miliu himself knew he would be one of them. As a result, Sarg-Osel drove me back vegan, but if I thought that was also a manifestation of Sarg-Osel's way of thinking, I didn't get anything.

The mansions of Merg-Osel were qualitative compared to mansions like the palaces of Sarg-Osel. There are no walls separating the interior and exterior of the site, and the mansion is built just to stand on a grassy flat. Is it about two floors? Even though it's small, it's built to fit Willedo's physique, so the closer you get, the more you have to realize its size. Nevertheless, not only does it fit in with intimidation like the White Wind Hill mansion, but I also don't see anything hitting security. It's like defenseless. It was so qualitative that it might be better to have a whole house rather than a mansion, and Miliu was kind of a clapping thought.

I guess that's the difference between Sarg-Osel and Merg-Osel, but I also didn't think Miliu was just about everything. To think that everything you have a qualitative life is the bearer of a sober mind is not to say that you dream too much of the world. And vice versa. It doesn't mean that what lives in an authoritative building has an authoritarian mindset. Such a thing is only one of the elements that make up the person. Knowing the essence is not easy.

It's not easy, but it's Miliu now who has to do something close to it.

We must know the true intentions of the two princes, and from there find out which is the traitor of Agatara.

And it was when Miliu approached the main entrance to the mansion with that in mind.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"Yes!?

Suddenly, to a voice heard from the rear, Miliu noticed herself jumping unconsciously, surprised to think that her heart might pop out of her mouth. Turn around. The figure of the Lord of the Voice cannot be found instantly.

"Hmm...... apparently you surprised me. This is rude."

"Yes, no, because this is the one I visited without any foretaste, and this is the one I'm losing my respect for"

Look for the Lord of the Voice as you circle your gaze. Finally, I found the foot of the devil hanging from above the branches in the trees. Soon as I raise my gaze, it jumps off the branches. Apparently, Willedo at the time was climbing a tree. I don't know why. Maybe it's a hobby, maybe it's some kind of intent. Either way, Miliu couldn't hide his surprise that he was in an unexpected place.

Jumping down was Willedo, a long skinny body wrapped around a silver coat. Willedo's appearance is, naturally, individually different. It has as diverse a personality as a human being, and if we observe it carefully, we can see that each has its own characteristics. But no matter what we meet every day like Serk, there was no way we could hit on who Willedo's face was the first time we met. But it is obvious to Miliu that he, slightly skinny, is your son Merg-Osel.

That depends on his outfit.

Agatara's Willedos that they were greatly influenced by human culture, but the act of wearing clothes and armor helmets was also influenced by humans. Originally, Willedo, a thick, robust, skin-covered species, had armor helmets that were nothing but stupid clothes and other useless long objects. I wonder, however, what intrigued me about the very act of wearing some kind of clothing. Only some, privileged Willedo, were allowed and obliged to wear clothing. And it seems to have started to show the class with materials, dyes, etc. used for clothing.

Silver was the second color in Agatara, indicating that he was second from the top in Agatara. I mean, it's your son. By the way, the first color is gold, and that's why the Great Spiritual Palace, your residence and the heart of the country, is made of gold.

and

"Nice to meet you, my servant. I am Merg-Osel. You know I'm your son, don't you?

"Oh, yes... thank you very much..."

Miliu replied, trying to be pushed by the unexpected introduction of the other person, and rushed to name him after him.

"I am Miliu-Levaire. This is Dalks. As you know, I'm a witch's squire. Go ahead, get to know me. Your Highness."

When Miliu bowed his head respectfully, Dalks bowed his head in the same way. Darks was just heavily used by Olias-Leviath, and he seems to grow up well. You can say that you are elegant in standing and behaving. If so, you may consider yourself from the Pendragon clan. Information gathered after the Kruselk war has shown that he is not a person of Kruselk origin. This means that Orias is the person who took him from Zalwarn to Kruselk. Orias was not the kind of person to restrain himself from his origins if he was a serving person, but all around Orias is basically the blood of the Pendragon clan. And to imagine from his standing behavior and his bare gestures as if he knew Miliu, he can be presumed to be a blood relative of the Pendragon clan. Aside from whether it was right or not, Miliu was staring. So I don't mean to.

The hatred of the Pendragons, and of the Zalwarns, has disappeared somewhere and been lost.

"This is a polite introduction, painful"

I remember being caught up in Mergue-Ossel's whispering, but I guess it's my fault. At least, I didn't feel malicious from his words and actions, his expression or his attitude.

"By the way, I don't know what they did in there, do they?

"What...? Don't you see? It's a tree climb."

He looked up at the tree he had climbed earlier and told me in a mild tone. Miliu was decent.

"Yes?"

"Climb a tree and knit poetry with a sense of nature. What if I do? There's a good poem coming up inside. That's how I write down the poems that have come to mind. I don't have time for the next presentation. I can't make it without knitting poems every day like this. We're all gonna hit our own masterpieces."

"Ha..."

"Are you not convinced?

"Yes, no, not like that... I just don't know anything about poetry, do I?"

"Hmm... that's a real shame"

Merg-Osel, as he put it, dropped his shoulder sincerely and unfortunately.

"This is how we met, so I wanted to ask you to help me with my poetry."

Miliu glanced at Darks with a grudge.

Apparently, Merg-Osel is a bearer of a completely different character than Miliu imagined.