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

Episode Two Thousand Three Hundred and Thirteen: Kneewehein (XI)

Faria and the Ark Stays arrived at the Royal Palace only after Setsuna had finished discussions with Niewe and the two of them, quit the office and stayed awhile.

There was a report of the arrival of a subpoena carrying the Phalia in the Imperial District, and when Setuna tried to pick them all up, Neewe also wore the Emperor's mask and followed. Once out of the office, Sir Flash Wu Meetier stood away from the room and waited. Meetia is the captain of the Emperor's SS, and if the Emperor were to move, it is only natural that he would follow his side guard.

"We have prepared your inn in the Light Spirit District. You should rest by now."

"Isn't it early?

When I left the office, I saw a watch hung on the wall, but it must have only been about 5: 00 p.m. or so. I have time until night.

"As soon as I arrive, I would like to participate in an ops conference, but unfortunately, there are circumstances here."

"Oh, Your Eminence the Governor."

"Both the archdeacon and Sir Kwangwu are already on the move towards us, but it will be a few days before we arrive. Until then, I don't mind you taking your time. Because it's not a bad idea to tour the Empire City, is it? It'll change your mood."

"His Majesty the Emperor himself cares so much, I am most delighted."

Neewe glanced at this one as Setuna complimented her.

"You're making fun of me."

"Why not?"

"Fair enough. Though you may not understand the beauty of this imperial capital to the fool Setsuna."

"I don't have a gold hobby."

Regardless, I understand as much as the Imperial Ciwell End wasn't created by a gold hobby, but it's a buy word for the sale. From the office, yes, but my conversation with Niewe makes me clingy. That is probably the effect of being the same. Unlike fellow haters, it could be something similar.

Meatier, who was listening sideways to Setsuna and Niewe's conversation, had a somewhat complicated look on her face, but I can't imagine what she thought.

"... if you want to go sightseeing in Imperial Capital, go to him"

So what Niewe showed was Roy Zanos-Zigzaar, the “Eye of the Sun” captain who was waiting downstairs. The armed summoners of the “Eye of the Sun" also refrain from being near it. The "Eye of the Sun” is an elite unit of armed summoners only, which is imperial defense. An elite in such an elite state would have waited only if the Emperor had ordered it.

"The captain of the" Eye of the Sun ”? I see... most people can't monitor us."

"You don't have to do surveillance. It's just because he's from here. It's great for tourist guides."

"That kind of thing?

"That sort of thing"

Hearing Niewe nod with a laugh, Setsuna felt, kind of relieved. I was more than happy that he pulled the proxy proposal into the back of my chest. If you just want to play Neewe, fine. If that's all, I'll do whatever it takes. As his shadow warrior, there is nothing wrong with him if he deceives the eyes of the Eastern Empire.

But Niewe's suggestion, no. Before he lost himself by albinism, he was trying to stop the damage by stopping his own life. It was for that reason that Setsuna was essential. There is no other way to replace yourself and become the leader of the Western Empire except by leaving Setuna in the same shape. And after I entrusted everything to Setuna, I was going to die.

There was no way Setuna could accept that.

So I thanked him and rejoiced that he had reconsidered the idea that he would not give up raw for a while, no matter how painful or hard it was.

For Neewe, it would be a desperate choice. But Setuna believed there was hope ahead of that despair.

I'm sure there's a solution. There's no way. And for that, Maria should be running. Setsuna believes in her skill and enthusiasm.

Heading to the entrance and exit of the Imperial Palace, the beautiful township of the Imperial Law District lit by the sunset jumped into view. There was a line walking towards the Imperial Palace amidst a quality rigid landscape woven with black and gold. Leading the way is a civilian in the Western Empire, with a woman in black walking next to her in gray hair. It's Sheila, which means that the group that goes behind it is the Phalia's line, and they will have all of Phalia, Miliu, Rem, Elina, Dalks, Gain, and Mireille. Sheila has asked me to bring all the crew.

The absence of the goddess Mayuri was natural, naturally, in front of the ship that could not be emptied, but it was also natural to think with considerable sorrow.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go"

"Master Miliu!?

Everyone who was following Miliu ran over to her in a noise for a sudden fall in a place where there could not have been a kicking protrusion. Setsuna also tried to rush over instantly, but Niewe's voice was faster. Nature, be stopped.

"You said you'd make them happy."

"Oh."

Affirms.

They're not the only ones who want Setuna to be happy, but now, that's fine.

"It's something you can't do with a lot of effort. It's hard to be happy."

"I know. That much."

"I hope so. Let me imagine you throwing up blood reflexes in their mood."

Even Setsuna looked bitter at Niewe's disgusting tales.

"What, no thorns?

"On the contrary, why do you think my words have no thorns?

"Take it to the roots."

"I'll even have it in my roots. I finally saw hope, but my hope turned me down."

"So."

"But, well, my hope is so sweet that it's too kind. I know you can help me if you have to."

"... you know"

Setsuna wanted to hold her head when it sounded like Niewe was going to, out of the blue, and in the worst case scenario, move the proxy proposal to execution. Regardless, I know he's a good cigarette. He's not going to give himself up until the end. But even if you think so, reality may not go so well. If albinism ravages his consciousness, destroys himself, and ends up with a monster, he will no longer be able to speak clean.

Setsuna, too, then, must be prepared.

That's all I said to Neewe.

That responsibility will have to be taken.

When Setsuna was aware of one of the possibilities of readiness, Miryu rushed over with tremendous momentum. If you hold her unintentionally, she hugs Setuna with that momentum and buries her face around her neck.

"Shiatsu aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... uhh"

"What's going on?

"I'm fucked."

"That hurt."

"Ugh, looks like it hurt"

As he tries to soften up his thoughtfully sweetening milieu in public, he is noticed Faria's awkward face and Sheila's white gaze. Rem smiled as usual, and Elina seemed to be jealous, so there was no problem. Sheila snapped with a voice that sounded like Miliu.

You're a child.

"I'm not a child. I'm sorry."

"You're a child."

"Bu."

"What's wrong?"

It's usual for Sheila and Miliu to have a verbal fight, but that's not why they can be seen, Setsuna, went into their arbitration.

"We are both in front of His Majesty the Emperor. A little courtesy."

"Well, fine. More so if you're healthy."

"It won't be good, Your Majesty"

"Is that what you mean?"

Neewe shrugged her shoulders as if she was exhausted. Then the meatier right behind me chuckles. For Meetia, she's glad to see how Niewe is doing so strangely. It's about Niewe. I must have lived a cramped, shoulder-strapped way here. Niewe was a serious person, unlike Setuna.

Nina also said that Niewe and I haven't had time for each other since the succession to the throne.

I suppose he's taking into account what it should be like as an emperor, but as a result, does he realize that he's cared for by one of his surroundings?