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

"It's just what brought me to the right place. I always wondered, my Führer, how long are you going to keep me locked in such a cramped place?"

What I heard when I stepped into the Lion Hall was a familiar, distinctive man's voice for Ein. Somehow it sounds like it looked down on humans because, in fact, it's not trying to hide that it's looking down on humans. The King of the Imperial Demons, the King of the Demons, Yubel, can only be seen as a foolish and incompatible race such as mankind. Most importantly, for the Demon King, who is a human being, he does nothing but despise himself, and his voice includes perhaps self-derision.

Dorka and Nina looked at each other and only Dorka smiled bitterly. Then he clasps his shoulders and moves to the back. Ein has no choice but to follow him. Eventually, when we reached the hall within the lion's palace, Ayn had to do just that for a moment. If you look at the faces sitting in the comfort chairs and benches arranged in the hall, everyone will be drained of their liver. I just didn't put it on my face, that's all.

In the hall, not only Yubel the Demon King, but also the Imperial Demons who lived in Kofbansar with the Demon King, relaxed in our faces. And Luska, the queen of demons, and Luca his daughter, and Luudis and Resbel are there in plain sight. It's nothing but a hellish sight for a man who hates the Imperial Devil. Even Ein, who has shown some understanding of the Imperial Devil, was so much that he didn't want to stay in such a space for long.

When he heard the voice earlier and figured out who the Lord of Voices was, Ein also understood what Dorka had called a secret. It would mean he was secretly welcoming the Imperial Demons led by the Demon King of Kofbansar. Neither does it, nor does it take confirmation of the military, without the congressional understanding, and it is arbitrary. If that brightened up, there would have been a movement to drag the Dorca off the Führer's seat, which must have been immediately activated. Because bringing the Imperial Demon into the city is an extremely delicate and critical issue, and even if the other party is the leader of Kofbansar, it is unacceptable to bring him into the city of Lognoll without the approval of Parliament. Depending on the matter, it was like giving political opponents a gap that could develop into a Dorca responsibility issue.

Nevertheless, it is also true that we must resort to forceful means to hide the demon kings from Myram, who must have fallen from Kofbansar. If I had called Parliament once, I wouldn't have gotten permission after a month. The Lognoll senators are just people who are good as politicians but at the same time don't know the battlefield. Not only did I abhor the Imperial Devil, but there were few that clearly showed a rejection. Convincing those things takes a lot of time, and that's why we can't possibly keep the Uberles waiting outside of town until the persuasion is complete. The Demon King is the leader of the Allied forces of Lognoll. If we do not treat it carefully here, we will be cut off from the alliance and increasingly lose the possibility that Lognol will survive.

"The thing without even looking at my face. You look well and relieved, Your Majesty."

Dorka, came to Uberle with a strong attitude to insist that it was a respectful and reciprocal relationship. Yubel then tries to distort that brilliant face somewhere delightfully. Between Dorka and Uberle, there seems to be something that can be called an odd friendship.

"There you go, Kensei."

"Well, it's true that you're healthy, but that's not why you're happy."

"Sure. Damn, I'm in trouble."

Sitting on his bench, the Demon King wrapped his arms around him with a bitter expression. A princess sitting next to me looks at her father with a wrinkle between her eyebrows, laughs funny and is scolded by the queen. Such was the sight commonly seen in Kofbansar and the everyday landscape. Ein has done his best to get to Kofbansar and deepen the ties of the Tripartite Alliance more than once. Still, the space full of Imperial Demons is going to be crammed with breath, so it would be natural for senators, who are almost no different from ordinary people, to react negatively to Imperial Demon acceptance.

"Fuhrer, what the hell is this...?

"As you can see, His Majesty the Demon has fallen from Kofbansar."

"That's... you can see that"

Ein was flabbergasted by the explanation that there was more to Dorka's mess. I don't need to bother explaining the obvious. That's not what I wanted to hear. To hide the Yubels, it is good to draw them into the lion's house. What I care about is why you keep secrets from yourself and even Astar.

"I told you, it's a secret."

"What are you talking about?

"We're talking about letting Nair Gandia blow a bubble."

"Well, to that monster."

Yubel, looking at Dorka, grinned coldly. It doesn't mean I'm making a fool of myself. It was just a chilling fact telling, something like that.

"Are you going to say that if we join forces, we can win? It's about underestimating someone."

To the word of the demon king, the daughter of the demon king shook her body. Maybe even remembered something horrible. Kofbansar said he was burned down by red lotus flames. The daughter of the Demon King is a young girl who is not even old enough. It's no wonder the sight was burning in the back of my brain at that time, and I can't help but remember and tremble unexpectedly. When the queen holds her daughter, she gently strokes her head.

"How much time does it take for my Kofbansar to burn down? Not for just an hour, our army was half-baked and numerous ministers lost their lives. The Imperial Demons are incomparable with man. A monster with more overwhelming power blew it like dust, without the power to exchange it. There's nothing you can do about it."

"If we don't do something about it, this Logner Island will fall into the hands of Nea Gandia."

"Right. Again, it's hopeless. But what do we do? Shall we have another desperate battle? Do you expect miracles to happen again?"

"No way."

Dorka gently flushed Yubel's sarcasm.

"You just didn't do anything like this, you just surrendered to Nea Gandia, and my instincts tell me there's no future on this island. I decided to fight it."

"Intuition…?"

"That sounds kind of funny. Well. Mix us up, too."

The voice of the sudden intruder also belonged to the person who heard it, and Ain't had nothing to eat. From what I can see, Sigurd-Foglier, the leader of Enjour's combat unit, "The Pale Wind," just showed up from a separate room. Following him, the executives look loose.

"Mr. Sigurd!? Why...?

Then the guardian missed us.

"Why again..."

"I don't think the guardian likes Nea Gandia."

Sigurd looked away.

By "guardian" he means Eleanor-Diffon, regardless of Enjour's guardianship. Elenia was a raw Logner, resenting Gandhia for taking away one of her beloved ones was the only reason she was in a position to thank her. Of course, it is thanks to the Gandhian government that she can live now with my child, but it is only because Gandhia planned the invasion of Logner that she stood at Seto, whether to live or die. It's war, so if you have no choice, you can't break it off. It's called love.

Nevertheless, Elenia should have already split about Gandhia, and I guess that doesn't mean she doesn't like Nair Gandhia because of it.

"I just feel that way. But I don't think it's wrong to keep us out of Enjour because you want Nea Gandhia to be in pain."

"... and that seems to mean"

Dorka has laughed at it because the sigurd of "The Pale Wind" is of extreme importance as a force of war. Being the user of the missing Gravestone, he was no exaggeration when it came to being the strongest of all, including the ever-present Lognoll army and The Pale Wind. The Imperial Demon of the Demon King's Army is also powerful enough to see at a glance, and the Demon King seems to acknowledge that.

"To Lognoll, my Kofbansar, and" The Pale Wind "? If you could do something about it, you wouldn't care about my Kofbansar alone."

The Demon King lacked irony. but

"But... well, if it's enough to blow a bubble, we might be able to figure it out"

That's how he meditated quietly.

The silence of the Demon King brought deep silence to the field, and it goes without saying that awkward air flowed for some time.