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

I don't mean ridiculous.

I don't mind, but I didn't even think it was clean. He should understand the difference in strength to the desperate lying between Setuna and Understanding, challenging the battle was like dying, a manifestation of the thought of rewarding even one arrow after being prepared to be killed. I wasn't even going to compliment you on that. but I'm not going to trample my thoughts.

He had his thoughts, and the way they ended up was that.

It seemed as if the coolness transmitted from the pattern of black spears would freeze the thought, and in a lucid consciousness I saw an extremely slow world. I found out that your two sons emit magic in an attempt to contain Serk with surprise, but Serk moves even faster than that. In an instant, he's jumping into Setuna's nostalgia. If remote-attack magic doesn't work, I guess we'll tap the magic from close range, thereby causing Setuna to take even one of the hand wounds. but Setuna, even sees through those Serk thoughts. Serk's attack will not reach Setuna.

Because.

"No, yeah, yeah, yeah!

A glimmer of wind blowing through from the bottom with a pitiful cry becomes a physical mass and reaches in front of Setuna's eyes. Chestnut hair shakes and colours vision. Girl's back wrapped in pale light letters. Proof that he looked luxurious and well trained appeared to spread his arms and stand in front of Serk. Ever since he became a disciple to Miliu, he has continued his training without a single day's need. Even though it was good for one person, it was only natural that he was in good shape.

It's Elina.

Serk stopped her right hand in front of Elina, who was about to slap her towards Setuna. Surprise was engraved on its face, but it quickly turns into something bitter.

"Get out of my way... don't you...!

It was like squeezing it out of the back of my throat. To him, it's a story about Elina being a benefactor of life, and if you try him who still owes Elina a debt, I guess it's not something you can do, such as involve her in a magical attack. If you look at his trembling hands wanting to kill Setuna, you can also see that he hasn't lost his chill. I mean, it's also a rational decision that he moved for your enemies. After thinking rationally, an emotion that still could not be contained would have exploded.

"I will!

"Lord Elina......!

"Your brother is one of my most important! I won't let you kill me for any reason!

The look on Elina's face is invisible from Setuna. But what an imagination she can have if she sees herself striking out her emotions strongly, like she's always thinking about all the bright and fun things.

I can easily imagine how Erina flew to this altitude. It's Miliu. Miliu's Loversoul is a magical knife that manipulates magnetism. Attracting each other by gravity and bouncing off the subject by repulsion is a treasure, and that's why her range of attacks is wider than she looks. Then it would also be Loversoul's ability that she continues to lag behind. The pseudo-magic of Laversoul's blade pieces surrounds Elina.

"Lord Elina... that's the same thing I do. For me, you were important above all else. [M] More important than my life......! Therefore, I must defeat the man who took you out...!

Serk was trying to convince Elina, shaking her whole body. I guess he can't have Erina, the great benefactor, in his hands or anything. That fortitude also goes to the high level of his loyalty to the Great King. It is for this reason that he must avenge Setuna.

"Then kill me!

"What a fool......!

"Your brother put Dai-jun in your hands because your albinism has progressed. If I had more power, if only I and Force Feather had the power to treat albinism, Your Eminence would not have had to suffer...!

"... we have heard that there is no cure for albinism. Because of Lord Elina, there is..."

"But...!

"That's right, Elina. You're nothing wrong."

"Brother..."

"I'm the one who killed Dae-jung. That fact makes no difference. Even then, I was the one who wiped that existence out of the world, even if you didn't have your own consciousness or your own self left. I don't mind if you resent me. I don't even want you to forgive me. I've got to do this. I've got to do this."

So there's no point in being driven by self-blame.

Setuna, straining her chest, told her. I don't know how Marga-Asr himself or his subjects feel, and there's room for sympathy. But that's why I didn't think what I did was a mistake, and I don't think it would do them any good to think so. It's just a distortion of fact, it's just a deception.

At that time, there was no other way but to oh, and I meant to take my best hand.

"Elina, you've done what you can again. Don't blame yourself. Miliu praised you as his best disciple."

"But, but..."

"I don't even know what it feels like to be unconvinced. With that in your chest, you just have to keep refining. And someday, you're gonna get over who you are today. 'Cause that's how they're moving forward."

"And your brother?

"Oh. Me too, that's how I stand here"

I was going to move on, repeating my failures and mistakes, getting over them.

"So, what do we do? You must be dying to kill me. No, you're not the only one. Every Willedo of Agatara in this room hates me. Hate, hate, hate."

That, I guess.

For them the Great Jun Marga-Asr was the very sun that illuminated the darkness of the underground world. Whatever the reason, there's no way I can forgive what took that light. In fact, Selk wasn't the only Willedo who turned his hatred against Setuna. The two princes seemed to control their emotions by strong reason and Serk's persuasion, but Setsuna saw that it was not strange whenever it exploded. Not so long ago, your presence was so great for the people of Agatara.

"No..."

"Elina."

"Neither should your brother do anything to incite you. Do you really need any more fights?

"... no"

Setuna shook her head as she glanced into her eyes. I didn't want to do anything to make her sad.

"I'm not gonna fight any more."

Elina nods as relieved. And she turned to Serk.

"Mr. Serk......"

"I... but..."

He looked like he was thinking about what to do with emotions that still couldn't fit by turning his anger-shaking hands into fists. The expression of anguish, the reaction, is nothing more than proof that he does not necessarily think it is right to entrust himself to revenge. I'm calm. Calmly, he seemed to understand that it was emotional theory. So he didn't attack Erina, and her will to listen to Erina is working.

Merg's elongated hand touched his shoulder drifting through such a stray.

"Serk, that's enough."

"Merg......"

"... can he say that Lord Setsuna saved both Agatara and Daiyu if he changed his view?"

"I saved you... so?

"Yes."

Merg-Osel gave Serk a very serious nod to his questionable voice. As if the position had been reversed earlier, continue in the same tone as you would have told.

"Daijun Marga-Asr loved the people of Agatara from the bottom of his heart, as you also said. Everyone should know that. We therefore had to fight against Marga-Asr. But even if you think about it, look. Do you think Dai-jun would be happy to take the lives of his subjects with his own hands?

"Stupid. There is no way that Marga-Asr would lead to such foolishness."

"It would. There is no way that our sun, Marga-Asr, is going to pile up the lives that have been nurtured by that light with a scratch of hand."

"But Marga-Asr slaughtered not only Delk and the rest of the people on your side, but with or without all that was near. There can't be any such thing as the will of Marga-Asr there. You know that, too. It's Serk."

Sarg made sure Merg followed the story, and he went. I guess that means he's never stupid either. To him or to Merg, I poured my whole spirit into the fight against Setuna because I couldn't have done it without it.

"... oh"

"Your consciousness must have already been lost. Shouldn't we assume that it was another will, another being, that dwelt in your flesh, not yours? And can't you imagine that he stopped the catastrophic killing of the Agatara subjects by the flesh of Marga-Asr?

"You're right about Merg. If you calm down and think about it, you can't be happy that you're going around killing your people with your own hands. If your consciousness had remained slight, you would not have resented Lord Setsuna."

"... Rather, I appreciated it. or"

"Uhm."

"It would be reasonable to think so."

"... right"

Serk exhaled deeply and slowly, persuaded by the two princes. Then the tremor in his body subsided. Angry emotions never disappeared. It wouldn't be that easy to fit in, and if it was, I wouldn't risk death to get revenge, etc.

"I think so."

Serk quietly affirmed the words of your two sons.

"I... may have made a big mistake. I didn't even try to touch your great will, but I thought about it in my smaller head."

"That's what you have to do."

"Mm-hmm. No way. I lost you. Disruptive and natural."

When your two sons nodded greatly, Serk seemed to have leaked a bitter laugh. But it was never an unpleasant sounding bitter laugh.

"... Lord Setuna. Will you forgive me for all the disrespect I've had?"

"Forgive me or nothing. I just did what I could. You did what you could, what you had to do. That hit me unfortunately. That's all."

"... sorry. And thank you."

Serk was smiling softly when he doubted his ear for unexpected words.

"Together, as the people of Agatara, I sincerely thank you for freeing your flesh from the hands of the devil."

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

"Thank you!

Willeds' words of gratitude echoed into the starry sky as loud voices, and the silence of the night and everything blew away, but Setuna heard the loud voice with clarity.