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

"What the hell is this?"

"The emperor Shiwelhein, who ordered you to invade a small group of nations, was defeated, and His Majesty Nievehein inherited the trail. The empire is now about to be wrapped up in one in the name of His Majesty Niewehein. Under those circumstances, are you still going to go to war here?

"Wait. There is no proof that your lord's story is true. Indeed, it had been made clear that His Highness Niewe was the Orthodox Successor... but such as His Majesty's collapse... there must be such a thing..."

I didn't know Leng was going to be a wolf, and I can understand that there must be some shocks and unimaginable things about him. That must have been such a shock that the heavens and the earth would flip. For the imperial man, it should not be an exaggeration to say that the emperor is precisely the pillar itself that supports heaven and earth. He was like a goddess of war in Lyohan. If only people were told that so many people had lost their lives, it would have been natural to disrupt them, and it was a natural reaction to be suspicious first.

Setuna spoke to Sheila first, following Leng's suspicious obsession.

"Can you stand for a little while?

"Hmm? I don't know what's going on here."

"As soon as you can't. No."

"So, that's not how it works."

Sheila twisted herself in embarrassment while Setuna cared thoroughly. Setuna cares about her extremely much because she has been sleeping for more than two years. That meant that I didn't move my body for two years, and I was anxious that my muscles would contract and I wouldn't even be able to move my body properly. But on the outside, Sheila hadn't changed anything from two years ago, and without the way her muscles were falling, she didn't even look nutritious enough. Perhaps, thanks to Nine Tails of White Hair, but that's why there was no certainty whatsoever, and it was Setsuna's true intention not to force Sheila to do it. As she lowered Sheila's leg to the ground, she left her shoulder in her left arm. Regardless, it remains surrounded by Sheila's entire body with the wings of a mail-of-doer. Even if Sheila can no longer stand, there's nothing like her falling over.

Then, as soon as I explored the nostalgia and found what I was looking for, I let him put it up against the suspicious face lengths.

"You know what this is?

"The Navy's... Seal. Why would you have something like that?

"His Excellency General Rigford of the Imperial Navy is a testament to my source."

Setsuna tells me, that Leng just as well was breathtaking, and no further suspicion came.

The Imperial Navy has not participated in the final war. Naturally. The Imperial Navy could only deploy to the continental coast and could not have sent its forces inland. There's no way you can go down a river on a seaship crossing the Great Sea Plains. Even if we could make it to the middle of nowhere, it's doubtful that we could reach the small group of nations. It was therefore impossible, in itself, for Setuna to have an Imperial Navy seal. Somewhere, you have to be in contact with an imperial navy human being. And it is clear that it is not the time of the final war. Not even before the war. There are no opportunities for human contact between the Imperial Navy and small groups of nations.

Although it was not intended for such a time, Setuna was satisfied with the effectiveness of the seal handed to her by Rigford.

Without the seal, somewhat, I'm pretty sure I made a mistake.

"Is it true, then... that His Majesty... Emperor Siwelhein has been defeated?"

Leng looked up to heaven. The sky looks as clear as ever. Would the blue sky until it was a wild shot have sucked up some of his pity and suffering?

"Unfortunately, that's the thing"

"... His Royal Highness Niewe has inherited the trail,"

"Oh."

Setuna, though she nodded with a full expression of herself, felt somewhat guilty in her heart. It is true that Neewe is naming the Emperor, and it is also true that he is a legitimate successor. But the fact that his succession to the throne was not a blessing to all human beings in the empire hid it. The fact that the empire is divided into four parts and contending with each other is also true. If we reveal it there, we will undoubtedly be able to talk about it first. The Empire has also heard stories of an awesome factional protest based on successor strife. If Leng was a Nieuweh, he might still be angry at Nieuweh's succession to the throne if he supported other inheritance holders. And it's far more likely that Leng doesn't belong to a faction of Neewe with very few supporters than he does.

Then it would be better if Niewe decided to officially inherit the throne, without going through the conversation. If you are an imperial, even if you are unhappy with Niewe's inheritance, you have to be convinced if it is to be formal. Otherwise, he becomes a non-national. Exactly, nothing would be like rebelling against Niewe's succession to the throne until he became a non-national. That's what succession fighting is all about. If you lose, it's until then, and it's what follows the winner.

If there's a problem, it's when the Lengths find out the truth, but then the Empire's problems should be cleaned up somewhat, and Neewe's position should be stable, and even if they were anti-Neewe factions, it wouldn't be a big problem.

"So, your lord, Your Highness Niewe... no, His Majesty the Emperor calls you to the mainland of the Empire,"

"Oh."

"... No, wait. Wait. So, what do you mean? You mean all of our last two years have been in vain? It should be noted that the last two years, when the world has changed, following the life of His Majesty the Emperor, dominating Kruselk, repelling Vashtalia and devoting himself to building and maintaining order, were all pointless…"

From the way Leng revealed his complex chest, such flavors as a pitiful and ruthless commander had disappeared earlier, and the nature of one human Leng-Fonefel seemed to be visible. His suffering, somewhat, is not unclear. Given the more than two years since he was left on this island, there is more to imagine. He has given his life and worked for the Emperor, for the sake of the Empire. If it may have now been turned into blisters by the fall of the Emperor, let's go wolf.

"I'm not the one who decides that. Neither will you."

"Then who decides!

"Your Majesty the Emperor has decided."

When Setuna told him, he looked like he had been poked in the void. The face that looked like a ruthless snake itself is now so powerless that it even feels cute. It was as if the temper of the last two years or so had been fogged at once by the reward of the collapse of the Emperor. It was all the imperial servicemen who knew about the collapse of the Emperor, who were as depressed as he was. I'm sure, for them, the presence of the predecessor Siwelhein must have been the support of the mind itself.

"... yes, you were. There is no other way to appreciate the achievements of our two years without His Majesty the New Emperor... Your Eminence is right. I almost misunderstood."

"You guys did a great job. For more than two years, I have been desperate to denigrate the name of the Empire. Knowing that fact would please His Majesty the Emperor."

"… does your lord tell us what we are? To His Majesty the Emperor."

"If you're willing to negotiate."

Setuna let him distort the edge of his mouth, telling him wildly. I remember, I have an article in my nostalgia, and I hold Sheila back. Looking at Sheila protesting in a whisper, she seemed to have no physical problems if she just stood. After all, muscle strength doesn't seem to have dropped so much. Human muscle strength is a light drop if you fail to train. Human beings are therefore indispensable for training, but Sheila's last two years seemed so special. Nevertheless, Setuna was worried about Sheila and continued to hold her protest in disregard. Keep looking out for Leng.

"So, what do we do? Are you prepared to negotiate with the provisional government?"

"Been. Even if it did. The collapse of His Majesty the Emperor meant that the domination of the small group of nations by His Majesty the Emperor's life had to be suspended. Except for the story if His Majesty Niewehein is to inherit the will of his predecessor... unless it is also made clear, he cannot imitate it on his own. But."

"Hmm?"

"What's the request of the provisional government? If you know we've been kicked out of Kruselk, you don't have to go back to Kruselk."

"No way."

Setsuna didn't want to laugh at Leng's unexpected words.

"There's no such thing as a request to you. He just wants me to quit invading Zalwarne."

Hopefully, we should not seek that far now, although there is no desire to bring the Kruselk side back from the Imperial Army. In other words, the majority of Kruselk is already out of the hands of the Imperial Army. I just went to them, and it's an innuendo.

"So, what happens to us? They and your lords are caught in a makeshift government, waiting for doom."

"So you just went. If you're going to hold the spear, you can accept it for Zalwarne."

"Under the protection of a small state…"

"Are you not convinced?

"... No, I suppose we should follow your lord's words now"

Leng has told me, reclaiming his sober expression.

"I guess it means that the predecessor was defeated and His Majesty Niewehein was born. We must be loyal ministers of His Majesty Niewehein. You know what that means? It means that we must not decide where to die in our existence. Only one of you, Your Majesty, will decide where we die."

It must have been those words that Leng hung up so powerfully and well that they were the life and way of life of Imperial servicemen. That is why we have been able to control and maintain Kruselk so much over the past two years.

"Until His Majesty the New Emperor gives us a new life, we must survive at all costs."

"... Your Majesty will be delighted."

"I hope so..."

Is it big that Leng gave a subtle look because the new emperor Niewehein is equal to the unknown to them? Neewe was originally placed outside the realm of succession fights. That's why he was somehow appointed the Orthodox Successor, so there was a terrible storm of shock and amazement all over the Empire. Niewe's position in the Empire was extremely weak. He said there was not even one in 10,000, such as the possibility of being appointed as a legitimate successor. We've been appointed to see what that's all about, so let's have a storm.

For Leng, who doesn't know what kind of person Niewe is, he'll be wondering how the new emperor will appreciate himself, and there will be a lot of anxiety. Successor strife gives glory to the winner, but also to the loser. An example exists in every world, every nation, of the destruction of what belonged to the opposition as a result of winning the succession struggle.

Only the Empire is special.

Nevertheless, given Niewe's circumstances, there was no easy way to dispose of him because he was a man of a rival faction, and Setuna was not worried about anything in that regard. I'm sure Niewe will work to get Leng and the others to work on the Western Zaion Empire, and spare no effort to do so.

"Anyway, will you solve the battle posture and follow this one?

"Wait a long time. I'll arrange it immediately."

"Oh."

"... Negotiate, you're doing well"

"Oh, my God."

Setuna, holding Sheila, turned back. At that time, I felt the sight of Leng's side and the woman of the armed summoner, but it was an instant event, and Eryl Alum and the others had rushed over, and I did not look back. And I immediately forgot. However, given the possibility of getting into the other person's ear, I was wary of not telling Sheila and the others about the circumstances of the Empire.

Eryl Alum grinned with a ringing smile as she stopped in front of Setuna.

"Looks like everything went well with the Imperial Army."

"Sort of."

"That's Setuna."

"It was dangerous and it was hiccups."

It was then that Sheila was dissatisfied with Eryl Alum's praise.

The flash and explosion shook the atmosphere when suddenly I wondered if my head had stained white.