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

"Serk... what did you try to do through Ende"

To Merg-Osel's question, Serk narrowed his eyes. The light overflowing from the eye hole makes the appearance of the demon feel even more disastrous.

"It is up to you to ask. What were you doing when Marga-Asr was sick? Haven't you just been praying for your recovery and waiting for the day when Agatara's sun will regain its shine again?

"What else could I have done?"

Merg, at all costs, said. A bitter voice would be a testament left that they take deeply what Serk has told them.

"Me and Sarg were desperate to cure your illness. But in our magic, we could not heal you. That, Serk, you know that, too. No matter how desperately you send in your magic, your condition will not only recover, but worse… it will be natural for me and Sarg to be prepared."

"Ready... Ready"

"If Marga-Asr falls without nominating a successor, we have no choice but to disembark your son. That wasn't the problem there. Because we loved Agatara and we believed in the people of Agatara. Whoever else but us was going to be you was going to support me."

"... that's stupid."

Serk shook his head, hopefully not to talk about it. I can see Merg-Osel biting his teeth.

"If Marga-Asr falls, it is imperative that there be a great deal of confusion in Agatara just that. And not Sarg-Asl, who misses that mess. Knowing about the death of Marga-Asr and your absence, I would have necessarily planned a re-invasion of Agatara"

"Serk's right. I will be Willedo's first king of unity. If Agatara shows a gap, it makes sense to point the army at him. I went around your seat and started a political battle, but at the end of the day, Agatara would have been laid at my feet."

Kerg-Asr's laughter was also offended by the irrelevant Setuna. The mood of Merg-Osel and the other Willeds of Agatara does not have to be taken into account.

"Serk, what are you talking about? Weren't you going through with Ende, though?"

"... I wish Ende had spoken to me that day and kept me dead"

"... what?

"Serk, what are you..."

Sarg-Osel looked up to Serk when he returned to the front. The wounds pierced by Serk's magic seem to be recovering almost entirely. The secret of the strength of the Willeds is there. Magic can do anything: attack, defense, heal. It is not translated as a summoning weapon that can only be used with certain abilities. Nevertheless, as could not be treated for albinism, neither is magic omnipotent, nor invincible, as is evident from the battle of the Setunas. No amount of powerful and incomparable magic could pierce Milyu's pseudo-magic barrier, and healing magic makes no sense if you kill it before you use it.

Nevertheless, it did not change the fact that magic was powerful, and Setuna was not somewhat envious of Sarg's intact appearance. If healing magic alone could be used, there would be no need to be afraid in battle. Recklessness can stop being reckless and be barbaric. Most of all, it makes sense if you deal with God, such as such barbarism. Courage alone is not enough., wisdom and power are also important, and that alone is no better than God.

Setuna gripped the spear hard. The confrontation between Agatara and Ende continues. If the situation were to move, that would be right after this conversation was over. How should Setuna act then? Setsuna thinks alone.

Serk opens his mouth.

"As it were, if I had been murdered, I would have once again increased my vigilance towards Ende with you. I'm talking about you who think strongly about Agatara's future. We should have discussed which one you deserved and ran for a better future, for nation-building. I bet you are."

"Serk...... you are"

"To alarm us, were you going to dare kill us? To Ende. Ridiculous!

"If we do not, we will not be able to awaken you immersed in centuries of peace and losing sight of even the threat of external enemies. You won't understand anything in words. Especially you, Sarg."

Sarg breathed in a word that could take both Serk's advice and his warning. It would be a picture star. Indeed, Sarg-Osel, who would be an enthusiast, may not listen if he explains calmly. Agatara in particular has been in peace and tranquillity for nearly five hundred years. Seeing Ende as an enemy country, he seemed prepared for something, but still, it was essentially a peaceful country. As Kerg-Asr said, if the politics to elect you would have begun, you might have been out of sight.

It's all just speculation, though.

"So at that time, Lord Elina should not have saved me. As it were, I wish they had killed me. That way, my death would have inspired you."

"Serk......"

"I see. You know what?"

Kerg-Asr laughed coldly when he saw Serk.

"So you've been plotting against me since the beginning. He made me reign at the apex of all this willed, and he deceived me with great wings."

"I wonder what you mean."

Serk glanced at Kerg and mocked and laughed.

"It would be natural. I'm Serk from Agatara. Daijun Marga-Asr is at your side of the crowd, led by the martial minister. Even if this body breaks down, do you sell your souls to fools like Ende?"

"Then, as you wish, I will destroy not only your flesh, but your soul as well"

Ende's great-grandfather swung his right hand out, either quickly or quickly. That's just what I'm called Daikon, and his physical abilities were so awesome that he couldn't compare them to any other Willedo. It can be called out of digit. Kerg threw a bunch of magic in his right hand toward Serk. The beam of magical light becomes a ray of light to the Selk. However,

"I won't let you!

The wings of Merg-Osel had received a bunch of light and had succeeded in sheltering Serk. But I'm sorry that Merg isn't intact. The flying membrane was easily damaged and the left wing was gutted. A voice full of bitterness sounds.

"Something stupid."

"Serk. You must have taken action for Agatara. It is not evil, if it is to awaken our sleeping consciousness, even if it is equal to our inner intercourse with Ende. If you do, you can't let Ende's archdeacon kill you."

"No... I still deserve to die"

Serk, having received the remarks of Merg-Osel, whispered chilly. And when I slammed the void with my wings, it accelerated sharply. It passes over Merg's head wrapped in healing magical light and kills him into the formation of the Ende army. At that time, the Ende army is moving in unison. Your assault became the order of total assault. Merg screamed.

"Serk!"

"You are!

"It is true that it was through to my Ende. It doesn't make sense to open it. It is true that you betrayed my Agatara and brought in the army of Ende. Again."

With the magical rain storm blowing, Serk, while still black thunder, penetrates. Countless magical mess shots. Everything, though not all, was aimed at Serk, the majority concentrated on Serk. No matter how tremendously fast you move, there's no way you can avoid all the messy magic. A bunch of magic hits Serk and cuts that black giant off.

"Therefore I must die here. But I just die. It's a dead thing!

"Well...... it holds up well. That's just the head of Wusheng. Willedo of Agatara, who fell asleep peacefully, is a stubborn man."

"Anything. No. I'm Serk from Agatara. To the great king of Agatara, the sun Marga-Asr, which lights all the willeds wide, becomes the minister of martial arts. It is time to take the life of the fool who proclaims Willedo's King of Unity!

"Kuha! I have a lot of thoughts about being able to slaughter me with that amount of power!

Kerg-Asr swung out his left arm. Magic light throw. The distance is much closer than earlier. The arrival of a beam of light becomes a moment. Naturally, whether Merg-Osel, Sarg-Osel, Serk cannot be sheltered. It was a distance even Setuna couldn't make it.

(Normally, yeah)

Setuna was overlapping the two shortcuts that Kerg had in his hand, his black body, the moment he threw out the light.

At that moment, the perimeter of Setuna, the time as far as I could see, stood still.

"Time has stopped."

In a world where no one was listening, Setsuna said, What a thing.