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

If the sea of desire itself vanishes without a trace, like a collection of all sins and obscenities from all over the world, it is the black earth that will remain. It emitted a polished gemstone-like glow only because of the thunder that ran through the narrows of the dark clouds that had accumulated in the quagmire. The thunder that shook heaven and earth was also only a tiny noise that rang far away in the ears jammed with sea water. Its seawater also eventually penetrates the body like dirty water entering through the mouth and nose, dissolving into cells, becoming finer than atoms, becoming part of the body.

"You're not."

The words I finally spit out did not mix with any dirty water, no irritating odors, no destructive pain. I can see that everything is well purified and adapted. The desire that had filled this world had slipped into his possession.

"This is my desire."

As Lance of Designer was saying, all the dirty water that meant desire that was fulfilling this world was, in all things, Setuna's desire itself without any margin. Because he understood it and took it in, Setuna regained the flesh that should have been split apart by Lance of Designer and gained further strength as well.

This is the trial.

"My..."

Desire.

Setuna ascertained the sensation of her hand, realizing more power than she had undone. Open your hands and shake them. My nerves go all the way to my fingertips and all my senses cross over. It felt as if I had a subpoena armed in my hand. The enlargement and sharpening of the five senses is exactly that. But in fact, if I hadn't had the subpoena armed or something, I wouldn't have been assisted or anything. I mean, this is the result of taking in a sea of desire.

Looking down on the earth, too, yes.

Setuna was now floating far above. When I inhaled the sea of desire and regained my flesh, my strength gushed. When I unleashed that power as I wished, I was able to float in the sky. It's like magic. I was able to travel freely through the air, and I was able to do as fast as I could. The inexorable speed of flight is, I'm sure, the manifestation of depth of desire.

Just like he said.

Of course, the place to fly and aim is set.

We must head to the waiting altar of Lance of Designer. It is the purpose of this trial to defeat Lance of Designer and get the keys. If we don't get all the keys, the trial won't be over. If you can't finish the trial, you can't even return to reality.

No, that's a little different.

Even if we could return, it means there's no point if we haven't finished the trial.

I'm sure that if we don't break through this trial, the black spear won't recognize him as Lord. What happens if it is? It's easy. I won't be able to do anything - even if it's too much, it won't work like before. It also fails to fulfil its purpose. Who may not be able to protect one person, or who may not be happy.

(I hate that)

That equals that you will no longer be yourself.

It can be called a denial of existential significance in itself.

I haven't made anyone happy yet.

So we must break through this trial and return to this world. And you have to fulfill your promise to one of those people who once swore you'd be happy. Otherwise, you can't die.

"Are you still saying that?"

I heard voices because Setuna was approaching where the altar was. The earth on which the altar was located was like a hilly area among the black earth, with the disappearance of a turbid sea that had covered much of this world. There were traces of the destruction of Lance of Designer, and the altar was right near the nail marks. And Lance of Designer sat on the altar looking bored.

"Lance of Designer"

Setuna landed in front of him with his name in his mouth. Having been able to fly much easier and much faster than using the ability to fly the Mail of Dotor, and with less wear and tear, Setsuna felt kind of like she had become an all-purpose Superman, which is why she was also strong when facing Lance of Designer. It's strange because the fact that you just failed seems like a lie.

Lance of Designer, when he lifted his hips off the altar in a manner that even said, "Oh, boy," he held the big spear he was standing on the altar. Turning and spinning the spear, I turn back to this one.

"Your lord doesn't seem to know exactly what his position is. It's like, it's like you think you have power. Don't you think the power of the black spear, Chaos Blinger, is your power? That's a mistake. I'm complacent... I'm complacent."

"That's why you're here"

I guess he was just unexpected, too, when Setuna made him affirm all his statements. I got a rugged look.

"What?

"I've fallen here to help myself with the black spear."

"That's... arrogant"

That's how Lance of Designer laughed - it wasn't. No, I know you tried to laugh, but I noticed something along the way, and I saw Setuna.

"Fu... kuku... haha... I see. Is that what you mean? Is that so? All right, all right, all right. Therefore, why did you make a covenant that you had ordained your lord the Lord, or recognized him as a summoner... Now, finally, I understand it at last. Got it. I recognize you."

Setuna couldn't hide her confusion at Lance of Designer's reaction, which suddenly became feverish.

"What, all of a sudden"

"I see... your lord is similar."

"What?"

Setsuna did a good job on Lance of Designer, who narrowed her eyes so that she could see even the eyelids. His reaction doesn't make sense from what to what. He doesn't even answer Setuna's questions, he's self-contained.

"Who says you look alike!

"I'll see. If you could defeat me, you'd be talking about."

When he sets up his spear, a black sword appears on Setuna's right hand. I didn't summon you. The moment I wanted to, I showed up. Setuna understood at that moment how to use her powers. Desire is the driving force behind this world.

"Take it down. Soon."

"Ha... here we go. That's it, that's it!

The eartips of a large spear raised by Lance of Designer caught the atmosphere by spinning at high speeds along with a shitty golden incision, producing an awesome tornado. Seeing him wave down his spear as if he were going to slap that great tornado directly, Setuna laughed bitterly at the size of it but didn't even try to avoid it. Just hold your left hand and hope. Then the tornado generated by Lance of Designer was fogged and the man ended up just waving down the spear. Naturally, the spear cuts the sky without ever reaching Setuna out of range.

"I finally figured it out."

Setuna laid her sword gently, not even penetrating into the gap shown by Lance of Designer. Expected that spare attitude to backstroke Lance of Designer's nerves, but he didn't ride the provocation. I just returned the spear and rebuilt it.

"You are the incarnation of desire. And this is the world of desire."

The dark clouds, the rising skies, the black earth, and the polluting plains that filled the earth all symbolize desire.

"I'll admit it. That thing that filled this world was my desire. It was my desire itself. Drowned in the ocean, I understand. Thanks to you. And now that I've swallowed all that desire, I'm invincible in this world."

"Then let me see its invincible power."

"Oh, good."

Step in, swing the sword through. It is understood as a feeling that just that much motion was rolled out more than dozens of times the normal speed. When I understood it, I had cut the body of Lance of Designer down into pieces. Not long before the big spear cuts the sky. Less than a moment - it didn't even reach the moment, it was an extremely short time event. Setsuna herself, had never felt the velocity to that point, and therefore even the response of the slaughter that remained in her hands drifted with illusory dilution, disappearing and losing.

I heard metal noises. Lance of Designer let go of the big spear and fell to the ground. The sense of crossing reflects the surrounding scene in the back of my brain.

The Lance of Designer collapses, letting the black darkness itself erupt rather than blood from the hanging incision. That darkness would be proof that he is not human and that Setuna's slaughter has become a deadly blow.

"... right. Yes, it is. The first thing to do is admit it. Recognize, accept, and rule your desires. Otherwise, it becomes algae chips at the bottom of the sea of desire. The world is full of greed and work. But the greedy thing, is it evil? Is it so bad to have greed?

Setuna has no words to answer questions like Lance of Designer's own.

"No. The question is, can we rule greed? Those who cannot control their own greed only drown and fall in their own greed. But what governs one's greed also gains the right to control the greed of others and to control the world as well. Your lord finally has the right to rule the world."

Darkness condenses at the tip of the hand extended by Lance of Designer.

"This is the beginning. All"

The darkness condensed in the palm of his hand eventually formed one form. Black and disastrous. It was similar to a black spear, but, if you look closely, it was like the key you were looking for.

"Your lord's reign."

"Hado...?

Setsuna did not understand what Lance of Designer wanted to do and was confused. He knows best, as much as it is not Setuna's path to walk, such as the hegemony. But Lance of Designer seems convinced of his words. That's the inexplicable extreme.

"My hegemony...... hey. I'm not interested in that, but I'm going to thank you for this."

As he grabbed the key from his palm, Lance of Designer smiled somewhere happy.

"You'll see."

"You, that's all."

"Hehe..."

I don't know if it's bitter or lame, but Lance of Designer just disappeared like a shadow laughing.

And then the door appears in front of me.

Setuna also had to frown at the roots for the emergence of doors that left no aftertaste.

The first test was a brilliant breakthrough.