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

Urk.

I was taught that that was the name that showed me, just as soon as I started it.

"Urk. That's your name. Do you understand? Urk, an ancient language that means black. Well, soon you won't understand, but sooner or later you will."

Midgard-Weharam, the world's highest magic crystal engineer at the head of the Demon Crystal Technology Laboratory of the Kingdom of Holy Deal, continued to speak to himself anyway, who had just been activated and had not kept up with his understanding of the language.

"Can't you even understand what the word" name, "means? The name, yes, is the name. I don't know what to say. When distinguishing something, the words to put on when identifying it, may be called. For example, this is a desk. What I sit on is named chair. This is paperwork. And you have the name Demon Doll."

Midgard explained it to me by gesturing.

"But a magic crystal doll is an entire name, not a name to identify an individual. Though you have a more respected individual identification name... everyone tells you that you should be given a special name, the number one successful activation experiment. I thought about it all night, and I named it Urk."

He later heard that since she started, she had shredded as much time as she could sleep. For Midgard, the activation of the Demon Crystal Doll is a sadness, and if a miracle happens to the Demon Crystal Doll who has successfully experimented with its activation and has acquired autonomous thought, it is also an inexorable story to do so - a story about his men. And his men spared her while they slept, too.

"You like how it sounds. Fine. Urk. Wouldn't that be a nice name? Urk. Yeah. I think it's a wonderful name."

When I heard later that it was Midgard's bad habit and adoration to admire himself and immerse himself in pleasure, his men were there, I learned. Sure, that's what happened in Midgard.

I named it Urk because the demon crystal stone I used for the heart nucleus where it was the heart of the demon crystal doll was a black demon crystal stone, or a pitch-black demon crystal stone called a black demon crystal stone. Because it's a black demonic crystal stone, we named it Wolk, which means black in ancient languages. Some were cheap, others were easy to understand.

She wasn't either of them.

If Midgard is happy, if he likes it, that's good.

That was probably one scale of emotion.

Demon crystal dolls do not have emotions.

That would be so.

Demonic crystal dolls are combat weapons that are remotely manipulated by humans or are autopilot based on preset principles of behavior, not substitutes for autonomous thinking and action. I shouldn't even have been able to utter words if I had.

Even though it was, she uttered more words than when she woke up.

All the lab staff, beginning with Midgard, were stunned by that, and it was the end of the day when they appeared until something that had slipped out of their hips and made them immobile for a while. That's natural, too. Since there was no such thing as a ability to utter words on a Demonic Crystal doll, anyone would be surprised to think that it had succeeded in the startup experiment or if it suddenly uttered words. Even if you fought for fear, it's not strange.

Whatever the failure, there is no way that the structure of the body of the Demonic Crystal Doll can pronounce words. It doesn't mean that one of the developers planted some kind of mechanism on his own. What a coincidence, there was no way that would have happened.

It was for that reason that the Midgards referred to Urk and described it as a product of miracles.

And recognizing that Urk was born into this world as an autonomous thinking being, the Midgards came to believe that there was a future for Demonic Crystal technology only ahead of Urk's development. By doing so, he accepted the acquisition of Urk's self and the unlikely changes in its somatic structure, and first of all, he decided to spend time educating, studying and adjusting Urk.

Since its launch, Urk has been taught a variety of things by staff at the Demonic Crystal Technology Laboratory, including Midgard. I learned the words, understood the meaning, and knew myself.

Model No., Demon, Zero Land, Black, and X.

I found out that it was all about the name that showed me, but after all, the name Urk got the firmest. Is it because it's a name given to Midgard, or is there another reason? I don't know, but anyway, I think he liked the name Urk.

"Urk."

There was one guy who called me that, and that one, he was always smiling. It was a smile, and I understood what kind of emotions a smile appeared during, I think, as recently, but anyway, in those days, there were so many smiles all around her. I'm sure that was a happy thing.

Midgard almost always smiled, too. Sometimes I looked like I was in trouble, but generally I was laughing. It was overflowing with laughter. Midgard. He was, to her, an integral part of the Without him, she would never have woken up, nor would she have met that one forever.

That one.

Just thinking about him shook something up.

intense, strong, sharp, hot, pale, deep, fast.

I learned that it was emotional, mind shaking, because I met him, and in touch with him, it changed.

"He let you sprout his emotions."

Midgard said. Last time. Just before the breakup. Midgard looked as happy as he was about himself, but somewhere with pitiful eyes.

"His presence has unleashed your heart, I may say. The days of contact with him, of interaction with him, have deepened you from just a doll to a heartfelt life. You're reborn. You became a single life form called Urk. [M] So your path should be yours."

And Midgard pressed for a choice.

"What do you want?

There was a stray.

That, I guess.

For Urk, Midgard was also important.

Midgard or that one?

The choice is one in two.

There was no temporal respite.

Only one of them, you can choose.

There was distress. The pain that she would not have felt had she been there. But we don't have time. There couldn't have been time to get lost or anything. A moment of stray could make you lose one of your loved ones.

Forever.

So she shone.

Go to that one.

Go to Setuna.

Again, to fight with him.

To keep fighting with him.

To stay alive.

Even though it is...

When I destroyed my neck, I didn't have any pain, and I didn't even question whether I could break it.

It is a no. 1 body with further improvements to the body made of Spirit Alloy, but it is never an invincible object. Spirit alloys have the characteristic of altering their properties by exposing them to wave light of a specific wavelength. This means that the no. 1 body in a state that has not been exposed to specific wavelengths of wavelight is only an extremely hard metal, which could easily be destroyed if the power of the wavelight cannon.

And if she destroyed her neck, the connection between the surgical transcription mechanism and the torso would be broken, and because she was convinced that the torso would never attack him on its own, she fired a wavelight cannon from the ground up. There's no way I can imagine what would happen by that. If my neck blows off, if my head leaves my torso, I'll have to fall asleep again for a while.

That's impotent.

Because of this, I became a hostile feather to the one I met, and I did something to make that one sad. If you think of it as punishment, as much as some sleep, you can tolerate it.

No, in the first place, you stop thinking while you're asleep, so nothing like this.

When consciousness moved out, that is, nothing more than proof that the blown neck was repaired and wave light reached from the nucleus of the heart to the surgical transcription mechanism.

And speaking of what that means...

"That's all I can do... not at all"

I heard her take off her hat, and she was, like, decent. I can hear you. The surgical transcription mechanism is working properly, and the five senses in the organism are starting to function. In itself, it doesn't deserve surprise. That would be so. If the body is repaired, it is inevitable that it will function without any problems. She controlled the flow of wave light in her body to destroy only one point in her neck. It is intact except for the neck. The internal skeleton, the armor, everything, was safe. Then all we had to do was wait for it to be repaired, and that was the only problem when it came to problems.

How many people in this world, such as people who can repair and repair Demon Crystal dolls?

Apart from the Midgards and the humans at the Institute of Demonic Crystal Technology, Mai. Her body was collected and secretly completed by the Demon Crystal Institute of Technology. It is not the same as the mass production type of the Holy King.

There was therefore an assumption that the Midgards had to survive safely somewhere. On top of that, they should have had to find the Midgards.

That takes a huge amount of time.

Yet apparently from the moment she destroyed her neck from Mizu, it turned out from the time record that it had been engraved even during the dysfunction that not so much time had passed, and she was puzzled. No way, was Midgard acting with you?

Such expectations were denied by words that then jumped in.

"If you're going to thank me, you're going to have to do it with Midgard-Weharam. Thanks to the fact that he entrusted you with all of his magic puppets, he was able to repair Wolk."

The voice of the girl, not remembered, sounded somewhere dignified against her Lord, and she was annoyed. Open the lid. She was the one who tried to move her gaze to stare at the girl, but her eyes stopped along the way. Turning a little to the right, because there was one that was most important to her.

"Midgardo."

He tried to mention Midgard, but blinked his eyes as soon as he met her, keeping his mouth slightly open. And now she's stunned because it's something she's been holding onto without a human eye. It was like I was dreaming.

"Urk! You're awake! Good! Good! Good!

"Setuna......"

She had to swallow words of apology for him.

That's how pleased he was with Urk's awakening.

It was nothing but joy for her.