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

The fatigue of the end of a great, very great battle would rather be far stronger in the achievement and joy of a great victory, and it would be true that that led to a lightness to post-war processing.

Of course, it is also true that, given the amount of what we have lost and the magnitude of the sacrifices we have made, we cannot be happy to let go. However, in view of the size of the hostile forces, the difference in power, it was more than a miracle that we should have been happy to have won at that level of price, but also the mere existence of a united empire. At the very least, there was no danger of survival and the possibility of annihilation.

If Setuna and the others had never visited this continent, there would have been an invasion from the North in the middle of an East-West conflict, and if that had happened, even if the East-West Empire had joined hands to counter the foreign enemy, there would have been no doubt that there would not have been a single victory for 10,000. It is not hard to imagine that he had defeated easily and descended on the military gates of the Great Empire led by Naria.

"Nevertheless. War dead don't go down 100,000...... I'm glad you didn't make too many sacrifices."

As he glanced at the report delivered by Divnor, Niewehein Leighnas-Zaion exhaled slowly. I am in his office in the Temple of Heaven from Zaius the Empire. On the desk for the clerk there were documents piled up like mountains, and he, one way or another, looked through those documents, pushed judgment, and sometimes ran a brush.

I'm feeling great.

It was refreshing and transparent as if everything was impurities that had contaminated the body had disappeared and been lost. In retrospect of when it had become so light in body and mind, it seemed likely that it had been since before the alienation of the right half and that the load and discomfort caused by the alienation of the right half had also largely disappeared.

If you look at the mirror placed on the wall of the room, it's obvious, but let's hide what, Niewehein, was back to normal. Both the dehumanization of the left half and the alienation of the right half have disappeared beautifully and completely. That's where the brunette red-eyed young man is. And every time I look in the mirror, it still means I look just like Setsuna.

Maybe it's natural because it's the same thing, but it's too similar to what I made of it. The face looks slightly different and the facial construction is pretty much the same. My father and mother are different, but how can it look so much like this? No way, even my parents can be the same, it's just a fate hoax.

"But you should be happy. Actually, the problem is that there's no miracle that could have done so much damage."

"... Absolutely, His Excellency the Great Governor is right"

"Emotionally, I'm just like His Majesty. Both generals and soldiers, the people of the Empire. I don't want to lose them as one."

"Oh... I'm glad I didn't have to make any more sacrifices, let's just think about it now"

"I was wondering if you'd like that."

The archdeacon, Nina Alg-Zaion, grinned and smiled. Nina, as usual, is dressed in uniform, but her steadfastness had faded as before. I think I've got more smiles here. And if I can turn a smile like that, Niewehein will have to smile back, too. Then, Nina is also something that makes her smile even more, so it can be a smiling match and she can't stop.

That and this probably means a lot that Niewehein can now expose his face.

He can't remember everything about the battle. It may be in my memory, but even if it was, it was firmly sealed, and there seemed to be a lot of parts I couldn't pull out. The last as far as I can remember is that I am no longer myself, I was attacked by Setuna, and I fought hard with him. From there on forward, his memories are like wrapped in dark fog. I mean, after that, I can't remember anything at all about what happened to me.

Something to die for and I thought.

I became divine, and I was attacked by Setuna. There is no longer a way but to be destroyed. I was able to perform my duties as emperor of protecting the imperial subjects. I have no regrets. I thought so. No, there's just one thing left to regret about not making Nina happy. But I didn't want to think that was too much trouble. There is nothing more than being manipulated as God wills than being shot and destroyed than being a divine man. Setsuna should have decided to be ready too.

Yet he was alive.

According to the story, Niewehein became a god.

I didn't know what was just there, and it wasn't an understandable story, but apparently, it was a reasoned story that wasn't unconvincing. No, the truth is, he didn't understand perfectly the theory that made him God, and he didn't want to, but anyway, it seems to be true that he became God. And by becoming a god, he broke away from Naria's rule, cooperated with Setuna, and succeeded in destroying Naria.

In other words, we were able to cooperate directly on Naria's demise, it seems.

I don't know.

God, who turned from him, said he named him Nivelcain, the patron saint of the Empire. He said it was a God created by the prayers of the Imperial General, the imperial subjects, and it was the result of the fact that historical emperors have been glorified as God for five hundred years. And that God, eventually, listened to Nina's wishes, undone Niewehein, and disappeared. It seems the truth that God, who emerged from the forceful use of the faith convergence mechanism built by Naria, ended his role by the doom of Naria.

"By the way, it's about the Feast of Victory Celebration..."

"Was there a problem?

"No. It's not a problem, but there were indications that it might cost more than originally planned."

"We won so many fights. You don't have to worry about costs. I don't care if it's a feast as grand as it gets all over the Empire."

"That's what I was trying to do."

Nina shrugged. That naughty smile seemed to look at his old sister and he couldn't help but be kind of happy. That means that finally, Nina can act like herself.

"With Your Majesty's ink, more importantly,"

"... I'm at your disposal. Do as you please."

If it were a feast enough to involve all of the Empire, it would cost you nothing, but you wouldn't mind. The battle against the Great Empire is over. Invaders who visit even beyond the sea, that's not true. The southern continent is under the rule of a united empire, and the insecure situation may persist for some time after the war, but if it also subsides, there will be no major problems for the rest. Slowly, we just need to build order.

I'm concerned about the situation on the North Continent, and I can't let it go, but I'm here. It's impossible. It is now only in the governance operations of the southern continent that we should have devoted all our energies. As part of this, it is important to celebrate the victory. It also means that the united empire triumphs and insists greatly that the government is functioning.

"But... is the guest of honor still asleep?

"Yes."

Nina nods quietly. From that look, I can feel a variety of thoughts, including gratitude for Setuna.

It's the same as Niewehein.

Setuna had nothing but gratitude, and I have to have more different thoughts than that. Kneewehein can stay here because he was not destroying the lightly divine Kneewehein. In this way, he can return as emperor and collude with Nina. It's all Setuna.

What Setuna brought me.

When I think he wasn't summoned to this world, I'm relieved.

I'm sure the fate surrounding Kneewehein would have been very different.

And, at that time, there was a voice coming from outside the door.

"Excuse me."

To the wildness of the voices heard, Niewehein looked Nina in the face and erupted like a mirror copy. "How dare you rumor..."

"Yes."

Eventually, it was the two imaginary people who came into the office.

Setsuna.