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

"Ha, I see, did you eat a gate advance for Sarg-Osel"

Merg-O'Sell laughed out loud like that because he told us how Miliu got here.

The place is moved not in front of the front entrance, but behind the front entrance on the right hand side, in the garden with the flower bed. The flower beds are planted with colorful flowers, blooming large rings of flowers with strange faces such as the seasonal climate on the ground. It's a good place out of season if you try Miliu, but it seemed like a natural sight for Agatara, the ever-spring country.

Agatara is illuminated all year round by the light you produce. The climate is constant and there are no seasonal changes. In the underground world, it's the business to make it, but if you do, it's unimaginable. It's about knowing how powerful you are, and how godly you are to Willeds. And the fact that Elina is revered for being such a saving witch who restored your consciousness, or even a natural reason.

"Is that funny?"

"Yeah, it's a joke. Because if you know the character of Sarg-Osel, you're an avoided fool."

"Fool..."

Miliu narrowed his eyes to Merg-Osel's long skinny body, which laughed softly but poked flat at the thorny words. Willedo's body is big enough for Dalks to look like a child, which would be called a big man among humans. It's not just the back length, but the physique itself is different. Merg-Osel would fall into such a luxurious category among Willedos. It is so skinny that it cannot be compared to Wushen Serk, and after all, it turns out that if you fail to exercise as much as you do on a daily basis when it comes to Willedo, you lose weight.

The silver outfit he wears, by the way, is apparently an indication of his position as a prince. It seems difficult to wear anything silver at all times.

Miliu and Dalks stood back on a wooden bench placed in the garden, similarly facing Merg-Osel, who sat on a wooden bench.

Turn left and you can see how Merg-Osel's men, or Willeds, known as the Blue Rin crowd, surround the burning fire and burn the fish they skewered. I'm not sure why I started that abruptly. I'm guessing it's Merg-Osel's instructions.

"It's no exaggeration to say that Sarg-Osel hates humans so much."

"So much..."

"Well, that's not the story that started with Sarg. But the majority of Agatara's people care more about you than they hate humans. It would be a strange story to evoke the Great Sovereign who has been asleep for a long time, turning hostility to the Witch of Salvation and her servants, who are still hitting the cure, just like any other human being."

Merg-Osel narrowed his eyes as he caught fire, not because the fire was too strong. Gradually baking fish and rising smoke, the smell carried by the wind boils your appetite, but that's not the cause either.

"You are our sun. God himself is not an exaggeration."

"Still, Master Sarg-Osel doesn't like it?

"It's stubborn, he is"

With a bitter smile, Merg-Osel continues.

"He's been that kind of character since before he was elected your son. Love Agatara more than anyone else and worry about Agatara's future more than anyone else...... truncate that force is essential to protect a country called Agatara from various external enemies, otherwise unnecessary. Harsh, but his patriotism is real. It's enough for you to choose your son."

You are like God to Willedo of Agatara. I know that well from what he has said so far. He's not the only one. All the words and deeds of the Willeds I met are due to the fact that I admire you as God. That is why the Witch of Salvation and her squire, while human, can receive special treatment in Agatara.

It is even inevitable that Dae-jun should come to the conclusion that there can be no mistake in your chosen prince, because that is what will happen if you just utter a word like that.

"So we cannot forgive Serk for asking for salvation from a human being who would otherwise be an external enemy, nor can we forgive the people who are plainly accepting you because you have recovered. I'm glad you recovered, though."

"Given Agatara's future, you can't accept humans for whatever reason," he said?

"Yes, you must be thinking. There's nothing we can do about all this until Sarg's consciousness changes in person. You won't have ears to listen to when you forgive me."

"That's it..."

"Yeah. That's why I would have gone. Stubborn. That's your favorite part, so it's futile to expect your persuasion."

I don't want you to convince me otherwise.

"Oh? I just thought it was a visit to him to correct Sarg-Osel's thinking"

"I'm not thinking that arrogantly. I just wanted to know that I would be one of your sons standing behind the future of this country."

"Hmm..."

"Your son will be a great man in the future. If you're thinking about invading the ground in the future, we have to think about it."

"Hmm...... I see. There's an excuse for that."

"Yes?"

Miliu felt nervous about Merg-Osel's serene but sharp blade-like words. He'll tell you.

"It must be Serk's money."

There was a chill like having a blade stuck to my neck muscle.

"You don't have to, you'll see."

Merg-Osel is smiling. It was as if I didn't care about the sincerity of Milius' actions.

"It has already been more than ten days since you came to Agatara. In the meantime, I have never even heard of you expressing an interest in us. Though it moved out of the blue, he visited Sarg's mansion without any guidance, and came to me if he was driven back. You can't help but feel some intention."

By Merg-Osel's explanation, Miliu learned that he had a complete grasp of their actions. He said he visited Sarg-Osel's mansion, but he didn't say he came here as soon as he was driven back. Knowing the information that we haven't conveyed means that his men were monitoring Milius' trends and communicating them before they got here.

There was no alarm or gap. Instead, perhaps we should say that the Milius and the others have been too cautious. We should have acted a little more cautiously, but it's already too late.

"If it was just Sarg's mansion, it was yesterday, so the suspicion ended with suspicion. If you could turn your foot on my mansion immediately."

Doubts come to a certain conclusion - he laughed at me for saying so.

"So, what is Serk exploring? Me, Sarg, and the two sons of the world will find out."

Seeing that Merg-Osel had intensified his discourse and questioned him, Miliu turned his attention to the Dalks. Darks must have guessed Miliu's intentions with his gaze alone. He shook his head instantly and conveyed his will. Always wearing a summoning weapon, he does not have to bother to take the trouble to develop a surgical ceremony, and can also benefit from using the ability of the summoning weapon, such as physical enhancement. He instantly fought his surroundings and looked up to see if there was anything like listening around the Milius. Miliu nodded back to Dalks and turned back to Merg-Osel.

His expression remained soft, but I saw the reaction of Milius and the others and found him to be more vigilant. It would be useless to talk about it. If we do that, we will only deepen the suspicions from Merg-Osel, which could create a groove between him and Serk. Then it doesn't make any sense. Or we can even press on with the conversation. I have to pay for his suspicions, but I can't think of a good idea.

(At times like this, I really can't)

Miliu apologized to Serk in his heart, thinking of the fact that he was not up to the negotiating matter. I can't think of any other way.

"Dear Merg-Osel, It's really hard... Lord Serk suspects that you and Sarg-Osel, either of you, are connected to Ende."

"... ho"

Merg-Osel narrowed his eyes. The red light overflowing from his eyes only slightly increased, and Miliu felt the height of his emotions.

Could have been a bad hand.

Miliu explained everything to him as he tongued in his chest at his impudence. If he was an insider with Ende, everything could be broken. Still, it is certain that it was necessary to bring in some changes to open up to this motionless situation. I didn't have time to think about whether that would be auspicious or vicious.