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

Episode Two Thousand Two Hundred Thirty-three: The Meaning of Magic

It was white that smeared my vision.

The pure white flashed and dyed his vision, instantly burning the retina white. There was no other colour but white, and it was so light that I wondered if the world itself had ended in white. Intense, fiercely wild, rampant, blooming and shaking. The heavens swayed and the earth danced. The atmosphere burns up and the blowing shockwave without vision blows up the surgeon himself. Recoil enough to convince me that if Lewdies hadn't magically protected me, I would have struck my head somewhere and lost my mind.

You can't turn away from the fact that control is obnoxious as a result of pouring everything into power alone to break through Wezelnil's defenses. but for that matter, the power comes with origami. To date, it boasts an incomparable destructive power compared to any pseudo-magic exercised by Miliu. It also narrows the range of effects in order to increase the power. The surgical formula was constructed so that all the forces were concentrated in the centre of the gravitational vortex created by Darks. For this reason, even if the control is uncertain, the effects on the outside of the scope of effects are kept to a minimum. That's why Miliu and the others were blown away.

I didn't hear a sound.

There must have been a transcendent explosion, and I found out about that in a chain of shockwave ramblings, but only the sound, didn't reach my ear. Perhaps a roar rang as if the ear refused to recognize it as a sound, or the eardrum crushed. Such anxiety disappeared in the next moment.

"Are you a fighter? Lord Miliu-Levaia."

They've taken Miliu, because Lyuska has spoken to them.

"Yeah..."

Relieved and relieved by the fact that his tympanic membrane was not torn as his still white-dyed vision quietly slowly normalized. Then confirm the sensation of the hands and feet and acknowledge the fact that a lover soul is gripped in the hand. No problem at all.

"Master, Mr. Lem, is it a good idea?

Elina's questioning has also shown her cheapness. Apparently Lyuska sheltered not only Milyu, but also Elina. Regardless, Miliu was counting on the Lyuskas from the beginning, and that's why he was able to place a bet on the activation of pseudo-magic that instilled everything in the power. There is no warranty after activation, and you cannot bet on it.

"You can't let Lem die."

Nevertheless, in my heart, I couldn't help but care less about the cheapness of Rem.

What matters in fighting Weselnil, who boasts an overwhelming power of war, is how precisely to tap into the powerful and incomparable pseudo-magic. Someone needs to play the part of Wezelnir and draw the attention of the Wezelnirs, but none of the Millews had the power to act as such because of Wezelnir's fighting power. Miliu, the need for pseudo-magic, is powerless, not to mention Darks, not even Sigurd, not to mention the Resbels, not to mention the Lewdies. The moment the thoughts are noticed, they can kick ass.

Even Lem and the ”Reapers” might have been lacking if Lem hadn't expressed a power similar to the Black Spear and his family back then. That's about it, Weselnil was a formidable enemy. Therefore, it was also Lem's turn. Rem won't die. It is immortal. Even if Wezelnil knocks you into a deadly blow, you won't die as long as Setuna is around. There is no better candidate for the role than she is, and besides, there is nothing more to be said about being able to play the Weselnil against them. In fact, the Great Mixed Warfare between Rem and the Reapers completed the Darks' gravitational vortex, allowing Miliu to row down to the activation of the pseudo-grand magic.

I had a response.

I didn't hear a sound, I didn't hear a Wezelnil interrupter or a Rem scream, but surely the great destruction caused by pseudo-magic should have swallowed everyone who was there and thoroughly destroyed them all. As a result, Lem would have suffered an unparalleled amount of pain, and maybe as much as I thought he would have died. But it was definitely thanks to Rem that we were able to exhaust the Weselnils.

When his vision normalized, he could see Rem sitting on the spot in white smoke standing up from the earth shattered by the destruction magic of maximum power.

"Master, oh, that......!

"Yeah... you're a lem"

"The Weselnils are gone."

Lyuska raised her admiration when she made sure there was no one around Lem. Without the appearance of the magical convoluted Reapers, the ten Weselnils were not seen as one. The perimeter has been thoroughly destroyed. The chain of destruction caused by pseudo-magic is destroying everything. As a result, Lem's ”Reapers” were also smashed to pieces and vanished, and Lem herself was blurted out of her favorite garments, but she was turning and waving this way in a bare manner.

Miliu almost laughed unexpectedly at that too obvious reaction, but Miliu knows best that it's not even in that case. Miliu heard the Sigurds raise their wins on their backs as they rushed out with Elina. I don't see the enemy anywhere. It is only natural to be certain of victory.

"Rem! That hurt, didn't it? I couldn't help it. I'm so sorry."

"What do you have to apologize for? Master Miloo did what he had to do. Let's just be that way. I am immortal. Then it is inevitable that I will take advantage of it, and it is only natural that I will use it."

"That's... yes, but"

Sure, she's right. There was no better way to exhaust Weselnil than to hit Lem with great magic. For example, he only escapes where he was captured in the gravitational vortex of the D'Arcs without a ", and even if he adds the magic of Rhuska and others there, he won't be able to buy time for pseudo-magic to burst. Rem and the Reapers kept the Weselnils in, so Miliu's special magic hit him brilliantly and made Weselnil a complete grip.

But when you look at the almost half-naked state of a blurry lem, it's also true that even if you can understand it with your head, there are a lot of parts of it that are not satisfactory to your emotions. Setsuna will never take it. Setuna was extremely reluctant to exploit Rem's immortality. Even if Rem moves on and offers to do so. Rem is certainly immortal, but not without pain. Miliu must have felt an unimaginable intense pain, and to the temperament of Rem, who showed no such appearance, was also a thought of losing his head.

"Lem, sister......"

"Dear Elina, thank you. Thanks to Elina, I can see the pain is fading."

Rem smiled so gently when she touched the hand that Elina shook. Aside from myself, caring about Elina can be described as a lem-like behavior when it comes to how lem-like it is. It would be inevitable for Elina to admire a lem like that. For a long time, Rem was adorable about Elina like her sister, and Elina turned about her like her sister too. Miliu is just Elina's master. Unlike Rem, you have to maintain what is called distance as a mentor, and in that sense, Elina needs someone like Rem.