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

Also lost.

Now, Miliu.

Miliu is dead. It was a war death. The enemy was strong. And more than that, he was helpless. It was helpless and diverse. He was seeing the moment when his life would be lost without being able to protect or help the person he was supposed to be able to protect. Miliu's death aroused him. And though we could push the enemy back and take victory, the sacrifices we made were too great.

"Following Faria, also Miliu......"

"Master... how could you..."

Neither Sheila nor Elina blamed him. I also know what you think on the inside, without asking. Everyone should know it's his fault. The same is true of the fact that he killed him. Because he is the supreme force in this army and it is only with him that his own army is formed. Naturally, both strategy and tactics must be centered around him. The success and failure of the operation depend on him.

(This is... what?

He shook his head in a sense of loss. It's like you're having a bad dream.

(I... what the hell are you doing?

I'm doing irrevocable things. I can see that. Lost lives will never come back. The power to resurrect the dead is not in the subpoena armed. Even the pseudo-magic of Miliu would be impossible. It may not be impossible with the power of God, but there is no way that God can help them.

Every god is their enemy.

They're nowhere to be found, like something that reaches out to them.

We just have to keep fighting.

You can only win the future by continuing to win.

(The future...?

What's the point in a future without Faria?

What is the future I want to grab until I lose Miliu?

"My lord... please be sure you care"

Rem was the only one who supported my mind.

Because Sheila died, and then even Elina died.

Guys, they're dying.

That and this because of his helplessness.

Because it was no exaggeration to say that this army was made up by one of him. Because he was the only one who could stand around against God's army. No one else, only the Guardian of the Demon King's Wand, can fight the gods more than equals. As for his companions, they cannot stand around like him.

So he's responsible.

He is the one who brought us all into this desperate battle and led us to a vortex of endless struggle.

He had to protect him.

He had to be a shield and a spear.

But I couldn't do that.

I am nothing but a spear.

The only thing you could do to make a spear was beat the enemy in front of you, and it was impossible stories from the edge, such as protecting all of your people. It was a failure from the beginning. Everything was a mistake. This is the result of repeated mistakes, unacknowledged and continuing.

Finally, I've lost everything but Rem.

I can't get it back.

Everything spilled out of this hand.

I promised...

In the battlefield where everyone was dying, he cried so that he could roar, tears spilled and kept screaming until he was dead.

When I realized, I was in the dark world.

The perimeter is closed to an unknown darkness, and everything is painted black. I don't even know if I'm alive or dead. I know that the five senses work and my hands and feet move, but seeing nothing and hearing nothing drives my senses crazy, and I can't even tell what is right and what is wrong. Are you finally dead? He shook his head as even that thought passed.

(That's... a dream)

I assure you, I hold my fist.

That's not just a dream either. It is a dream that is roughly realistic, and its sense of reality until overwhelming is enough to breathe vividly in his memory as well. Now, the sight that has marked the death of one of my loved ones is burning behind my lid. I remember like an earlier event that I kept screaming and finally even lost my voice until the tears were over. How ambiguous is the boundary between dreams and reality? No, it's not. Because this is hell, that's what I think. That's how I feel.

Even this hell is just a world of dreams formed on a fiction spun by a fiction.

More than in hell, dreams, don't they have equal power to reality?

So do you still have so much pity for your palpitations and your breath is painful?

(What's the matter...? Didn't you just find me...)

"What did you do?

(What...? You say funny things...)

Rod of Envy laughs when he dulls.

(This is a trial... taking away the key in my hand... your trial...)

Setuna can't deny his words that resonate in her brain. Sure it is. Exactly. This is a trial. I should have understood that and convinced myself to dive the door. Who said it was a test to get to that hill? So I assumed on my own, wasn't it Setsuna?

(I'm going to meet that other guy... I need you to make it through the final trials of this hell...)

Rod of Envy's voice, interrupted there. That one. You must mean the organizer of this hell. And Setuna knows best who that is. Black spear. He's waiting for you, named Chaos Bringer. It was only to meet him that Setuna was led to hell.

To meet him and draw upon all of his power.

It is only then that Setuna is finally allowed to return to this world.

If we cannot draw out the great power hidden in the black spear, all of it, we must not enter the battle ahead. I have a feeling about that. No, it's closer to certainty than a hunch.

The current nightmare made me realize it.

Now, with the power Setuna can have, there is a future that cannot be fated.

(Is that... that dream a possible future...?

Or is it simply a fiction created just to push Setuna?

Either way, I never had such a bad dream of chest feces, and I couldn't wipe the sweat off my whole body, and he stood up for a while. The aftertaste of his dreams still binds his consciousness. I have truly understood the pain, spiciness and pain of losing everyone. I felt it.

That is despair itself.

Hold your fists and change your consciousness. Switching thoughts dyed by despair was not an easy thing, but nevertheless, Setuna forcefully broke the situation by invoking an armed summons. Jump into a group of obstacles that emerged in an explosive flash and climb the wall just like the first. There is no change in the very structure of the dark world. It just seems to have been put back at the first point.

They have to go for that hill again.

And you'll open the sarcophagus on the hill and dream.

It seems that if we can somehow control that dream, we can survive this trial.

(Probably... but)

I mean, I guess Rod of Envy made a statement as if revealing his whereabouts to Setsuna, also because he never thought he could break through his nightmares in just one go.

Setuna, when she bit her teeth on the wall, made several unsure repatriations and summonses today and flew to the next scaffold, which rose in flash.

Repeat it over and over again to reach the hemline of Black Hill. It won't be long from there to the top. Nothing gets in the way. Once he reached the top, what would he do with the sarcophagus, but he thought in front of the black sarcophagus.

What can I do to break through this trial?

Open the sarcophagus lid and peek in, it would be that nightmare waiting.

(Not necessarily the same...)

Or, I can't even say it's not.

Having to have that nightmare again is too spicy to even reach out to a hundred million people. Dreams of getting one of my precious ones killed in front of me. It's just a dream. But extremely realistic, it is engraved in Setuna's brain as if it were an actual memory.

So my hands don't reach into the coffin.

Time is running out.

Setuna shook her head and finally decided to be ready in the meagre time of just thinking in front of the black sarcophagus. Not if you're spending time here.

We must break through the trial as soon as possible and meet him.

For that matter, I would have sworn I would have survived what kind of trial.

I thought you promised.

With myself.

Shift the sarcophagus lid aside and peek inside. Again, there was someone there. Now who is it? He was ready and re-summoned his sword.

A flash of light evokes a nightmare.