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

The Wolknakt rushes through the endless Ethereal Dome, moving southwards through the Great Sea Plains to the sea moving castle fortress. Wings of six to ten lights, flying at maximum speed. Its speed and tremendous, and the armed summoners on the deck had to be driven by anxiety that they might be shaken down. No matter, that's impossible, and I didn't have to worry about it.

Eventually, capturing the marine-moving castle fortress with the naked eye, the giant castle fortress, characterised by eight towers that impelled in eight directions, was at sea in such a way as to show its incredible mass, but it did not show any reaction. When the heavenly edges of the eight towers emitted polar-colored light, each became a different glowing ray and attacked the Wolknakt. Those, which should also be referred to as anti-aircraft guns, however, only struck directly at the defensive barrier of the Wolknakt and caused a chain of explosions.

Nevertheless, everyone had to close their mouths to a series of explosions that I thought would tear the eardrum.

The Ulknakt captures the sea moving fortress in front of the eye as it pushes through the cloud sea through the abundant smoke generated by the explosion. The anti-aircraft attack by the eight towers stopped. At close range, it must be because it could involve the castle itself in the explosion created by the attack - he thought. I don't know if it's true, but it doesn't matter. He has his part to play and can't afford to be thinking about anything else.

"Everybody ready? As soon as the canopy unfolds, attack each other, that horde of monsters!

It was Roy Zanos-Zigzaar who skipped the instructions in an extremely exciting tone, either from the joy of being entrusted with the field command of the Armed Summoners or from the mood to challenge a desperate battle. During the Western Empire, being the captain of the armed summoner unit "Eye of the Sun” in the western imperial capital of Ciwell End, he must be heartily offended that this time he was entrusted to the subordination of Ramulin-Vinocea, who was the shadow ruler of the Eastern Empire. It's not what you say or do, but I'm sure it is.

Hasline-Eunivas was certain that he had so decided and that there was no mistake in that determination. Because Ramulin was, for Roy, an enemy to defeat, and not an exaggerated opponent when it came to the different heathens of the faithful God.

An emperor is God himself to the imperial subjects.

Hasline and Ramulin believed in a God named Mizgarishein, who believed he was the one who deserved the ruler of the earth and risked his life to martyr in his philosophy. Roy would be the same. In his case, Kneewehein was God, and he believed the Emperor deserved it. It was the clash between those two faiths that was the East-West conflict, and the West took victory. Originally saved by the mercy of Niewehein where both the defeated eastern God and the faithful would be overthrown, Hasline and those who were once followers of Mizgaris successively gave in to Niewehein. No matter, not everyone switched to Niewehein out of their heart. Because if you don't, you can't live with it, and on the surface, there are never many that do. Mizgaris still thinks the Emperor deserves better. But those thoughts lost momentum at once by the defeat of the Resistance Army until it was completely skinless. Eventually those Mizgaris faiths will lose heat and not even a shadow will remain.

Kneewehein's measure of a unified imperial government is, at least, the maximum concession that can be made for those who once belonged to the Eastern Empire, and it is not an exaggeration when it comes to remedies, and many Eastern imperials, starting with Hasline, were able to participate promptly in the unified empire because of those moves. And that kind of movement and flow instantly changes one's mind.

Hasline and others were not only thinking about how their loyalty to Mizgaris and their faith were completely lost and how they could be recognized by Niewehein.

That would be delightful for the Kneewehein followers from before, like Roy. Once, those who had only thought of harming Niwahein were turning to femininity and desperate to be in a good mood, so their hoarding that stood on it also dropped.

But Ramulin isn't.

Ramulin-Vinosea was sometimes the belly of Mizgaris and the person who once held the centre of the Eastern Empire, or was to be seen as an important position at the same time as Mizgaris' political participation in the unified imperial government. Ramulin doesn't just have political power. My strength, skill and vision as an armed summoner are out of the group. So much for the hassline at a glance. Especially her subpoena armament and the Divine Board of War is a menacing one that overshadows disadvantages and is easy to find winning opportunities depending on how it is used, and this time tactic also requires the Divine Board of War.

That's what Roys don't care about from the West Empire.

Most of all, Roy and I both know it doesn't start when you say that. It was His Majesty Emperor Kneewehein who entrusted 200 armed summoners to Ramureen. The voice of the emperor is the voice of God, and the command of the emperor is the command of God. Dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction are the same in faith in God, in the dust before the wind before loyalty.

Right now, Roy, while making his desperate battle current, was burning in his loyalty to Niewehein, raising his voice to all-out, trying not to daunt his will, and Hasline also had to laugh bitterly at the fact that he was struck by that inspiration.

Two hundred armed summoners, with the exception of Ramulin, are standing by on the deck of the Wolknakt. The fact that the Unified Empire is joining the two hundred members who have gathered all the elites in the elite among the proud armed summoners was an event that Hasline, herself, could not help but tremble with joy, and had to be daunted. He's not the only one. Everyone, including him, was trembling at the honor of being elected emperor, burning his soul in emotion and joy.

The enemy, hundreds and thousands of cloudy monster birds.

Hasline's attacks on them signal the start of the battle.

The Divine Board of War has its own limitations.

And to meet that limitation, the Haslines had to wage a battle for their lives, but not in a strange, bad mood.

Rather, it's comfortable.

Two hundred armed summoners armed with a long-range summons waited for the moment when the Ulknakt approached the maritime moving fortress only to the limit and the lid opened. Then, the moment the hull tilted and the lid opened, it made a stormy attack towards the countless monstrous birds that had suddenly arrived.

A showdown that betrayed the survival of the Unified Empire began in earnest.

When the Divine Board of War recognized the battlefield, visible light was projected across the room from the treasure balls embedded in the center of the Divine Board of War. Although those lights are reflected in indoor walls and ceilings at countless points, many light points kept moving. The light points of different sizes and intensities, respectively, are the life forms that exist within the battlefield defined by the Divine Board of War, and the power of those life forms is visualized as the intensity, the magnitude of light.

The dense and innumerable light points are the two hundred armed summoners to be laid on the deck of the Wolknakt, and the innumerable light points that flock to it will be the monsters known as the Divine Birds. And beneath that gathering of light points, there are two very powerful beings that emit light. One is the goddess Mayuri. The other is Setuna-Kamiya. The light point indicating Setuna-Kamiya seemed to be far more powerful than it once was, but it was not a misremembering or anything like that. He is rare and more powerful than he was then.

When Ramulin-Vinosea confirmed that the amount of information obtained from the Divine Board of War was made more vast and elaborate by the patronage of the Goddess, he was dazzled by the amount of that information. The amount of information pushed by the flood is not comparable to when multiple subpoenas are attempted. But I don't get drunk on the amount of information up to that enormous amount. It was only for a moment that I could remember my glare. Since then, there has been no malaise. Rather, I'm glad to say it's in excellent shape.

I know so that the information perceived by the Divine Board of War can be taken.

The unprecedented sense of omnipotence made even the air on the battlefield feel with my skin.

(This is... the power of God...)

She blurted and raised her face quickly.

There were Setuna and the others in front of me, waiting for them then.

Transfer to the place of the showdown.

That moment.