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

The Setunas were sometimes guided by the captain of the "Eye of the Sun", Roy Zanos-Zigzaar, who was able to dive through the gates of the Imperial Palace and enter without any problems and without being stopped by anyone.

If gold dived through a gate full of use, it was inside a majestic palace woven of gold and black, with heavily armed imperial soldiers waiting at the entrance and exit. All of them are fierce men, and I've seen this one with a ragged eye. but when roy spoke to those imperial soldiers, they saluted roy deeply before leaving the royal palace.

"What was that?

"They are swordsmen of the Order of the Sword Emperor. I heard our“ Eye of the Sun ”went out, and it's like they're putting us up in the defense of the Imperial Palace. So, now that we're back, I'll just say we're done."

Roy gave me a solid answer to Setuna's question. Setuna has a crush on him at the point where he answers any questions with little cloudiness. How many times did Setuna think on the road to getting here that Roy was glad he had marched out to imperial defense? It's easy to talk to, and on the other hand, I'm not going to ask what's going on here. I'm defending my position.

"The Order of the Sword Emperor? Like I've heard of something."

"I was wondering if you could consider me the largest swordsmanship group in the Empire. If you want to know more, let me just explain."

"Oh, oh... then that's fine"

Just now, that would be after the end of my glance at the Emperor.

Setuna has now come here to seek a glimpse of Niewehein Leighnas-Zaion, the main Western Zaion emperor of the Royal Strict Palace. That hope, which could be considered too reckless and arrogant, was accepted because it revealed that Setsuna had visited the Imperial Capital to show the stamp deposited from Rigford, to follow the covenant with Nina and to cooperate with the Western Empire. For the Roys, who know from Niewe what Setsuna is capable of, nothing makes Setsuna happier to be on their side, and it's good to say that it makes sense for them to cooperate fully.

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"Swordsmanship group."

"Sir Kenbu is from the Order of the Sword Emperor. Therefore, they swordsmen of the Order of the Sword Emperor are allowed to walk around the Imperial Palace with our faces... Oh, no, nothing else."

(I don't know, you don't like it)

I guess they have a situation, too.

(Is it like a faction fight?)

(I guess)

As Setuna nodded, Sheila clasped her shoulders as she was fed up. There's nothing she dislikes more than factional strife. She has lost too much by factional strife. Setsuna, too, understood how she felt. On the other hand, we are also aware of the fact that if humans gather, there is no way to create factions. What's the matter, that's not all we can suppress.

Factions are born among the chosen ones, and vice versa, among the excluded ones.

I just have to break it off if that's what it is.

Whatever the organization/group, it is extremely difficult to become a single rock. Besides, it is not impossible to have a tie close to it even if it is not a single rock. Don't you have to force yourself to go for one rock? I wonder if there are different ideas and it doesn't matter if there are factions or groups. Successfully putting them together is what the head of the organization wants.

In this case, the question is whether the Western Zaion Emperor Niewehein has that power, but Setuna was not too worried about that.

He was born one and the same, but he is not like Setsuna because he grew up. Born into the royal family, he is raised as something that stands on one, although he has come off the battle for succession to the throne, and has learned a great deal about what it is like to be a leader. If that means he took the lead as emperor, you shouldn't mind expecting it.

Setsuna was conscious not to be swallowed up by the royal majesty palace's gruesome atmosphere, waiting to be reunited with Niewe.

This was true even to the Imperial Strict Palace, but even within the Imperial Strict Palace, any of the martial clerks who went to see Setuna stopped with their eyes round. Everyone mouthed Niewehein's name, which would mean that there's so much to know about Niewe's face. Although its appearance has changed after the battle with Setuna, the face before it may be out in portraits and such. They are royalty. That's extremely likely.

Therefore everyone who worked in the Imperial Palace stopped on Setuna's face, shaking his head, kneeling in haste and paying the most salute that it was impossible. Setuna was puzzled each time, but Roy was amused by how it looked. Probably because Roy himself was.

Only the looks of Neewe and Setuna look like mirrored copies.

That was the only fact Setsuna had to admit as well.

Aside from appearance and voice, I wish I didn't resemble one thing.

(You're just a common man, you're just a royal. It's different from birth)

Nevertheless, it would be a troubling place to think which was a happy birth. Setuna was born as a result of her parents loving each other. Neewe, please. Was Neewe and Nina's mother loved by Siwelhein? From its end, one scale of affection is also inadmissible. There are quite a few reasons why Niewe even hated the Emperor.

Speaking of happiness, isn't Setuna farther up?

Of course, being born alone doesn't determine whether she's happy or not, and Niewe recognized her days with Nina as a time of bliss, so it would be a mistake to make her unhappy there. It was Neewe who tried to climb up for Nina like that, and it was for that reason that he tried to defeat Setuna and make the power of the black spear ours.

If he could risk his life for someone like that, he could even steer the empire in a better direction during this period of chaos.

Kneewehein Leighnas-Zaion is often caged in the office, alone.

Because the office, alone, can be casually delayed in their thoughts, because they do not need to wear a mask like a helmet that covers them all. From the standpoint, even though it is absolutely necessary, I am not tired of just covering my face and covering it up, wrapping my entire head around the top of my head, on both sides, to the back of my head. It is a substitute that can no longer be called a mask. It's a hot, bitter, sometimes unbearable substitute. The breathing hole is open, but that can't be enough for the air to pass through well.

Every time I look at the mask I put on my desk, he, like, wants to sigh. It's an upbeat mask. but it is an essential substitute for him now, and you can call it a necessity. His unusual appearance is not something one can show. Not to mention the appearance of something that names the Emperor of the Empire. It would be a great disappointment if the subjects saw the appearance transformed into its outward alienation. A monster named the Emperor, and the monster took over the Empire, could also create a gap into the Eastern Empire.

In the first place, it was a long time ago that I started wearing this mask.

In his showdown with Setuna, who made him the same and was the user of black spears, he used Edge of Thurst's ability as a last resort to defeat black spears. That turned my body into a different realm, but as it was, I returned to the mainland of the Empire without ever reverting. There is no such thing as being able to expose the alien half of the body to the public, and that's why I put on a mask and began to cover my entire body. It's not anyone's fault. All responsibility lies with him. Therefore the sigh was also directed toward himself.

But at the same time, the sigh also led him to recognise the fact that he was alive, and every time he sighed, he regained his mind.

Initially, it was due to his wishes that the mask, which merely covered his face, was remodeled to cover its entirety. For it required more decoration than it deserved to proclaim succession to the throne and become emperor. The mask, which incorporates plenty of Zaion empire-like colors: black and gold, was decorated with majesty, and he was also proud to have become a worthy substitute for the Zaion emperor.

Make sure to stare at the mask on that desk, he thinks.

The Western Zaion Empire was now ushering in a time of patience.