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

It was October 20th.

Setuna woke up from a long sleep, about ten days have already passed.

Nearly twenty days have passed since the war.

Setuna kept eating as if to take back to the minute of the meal she couldn't take while she was asleep, and also spent her days sweating through strenuous exercise and workouts to consume just what she ate.

Days in Zaius, the Imperial capital.

Regardless, it wasn't just spent on workouts.

Sometimes Miliu and Sheila pulled me out for a stroll through the Empire City, playing with Elina, spending time with Faria, and, anyway, the days of being swept away by the women's homeland were closer. However, it's not that Setuna wasn't fun.

All the fighting went on.

Sometimes it was not a mistake to follow Niewehein's advice that we should postpone going to Zalwarn because we knew not who would tell us to take these breaks. For example, if, as it were, there was something going on straight to Zalwarn, it was suspicious when it came to what could be done to a worn out setuna.

The reality is that if you don't recover physically and mentally, you have to help no matter how much Setuna you are. You can't be fully armed or anything with your mental power exhausted, and if you're using up your physical strength, you can't even wield a summoning weapon.

If the battle is over, it is only natural to seek to restore physical and mental strength. If a major battle may then be withheld, especially.

For that reason, the number of days spent in Imperial Capital was on the increase.

Anyway, Setuna's own recovery is taking time.

"Master, it's already lunch."

And it has been a recent routine here for Rem to come in trouble.

"Hmmm...... a little more"

Setuna tried to dive into the duvet. My body is heavy as lead. Physical fatigue should have been taken, but even when I woke up, there were days when I couldn't move right away. I don't think it's a mental problem, and I don't know what the symptoms are. If there is a Mayuri God, you should see him, but unfortunately, the Mayuri God was asleep and the Mayura God was on the table. It seems that the Mayura god is the existence of the m Mayuri god and the front and back, but he can not necessarily do the same as the Mayuri god. Therefore, there was no way they would hold a medical examination tournament like the Mayuri God, and they wouldn't even heal me.

"A little more, a little more, and how many hours are you going to sleep"

"Yes, Setuna. You should just get out of the futon. Cleaning is not complete."

Seeing, both Rem and Urk wore made-up clothes and covered their mouths with cloth to avoid inhaling pride. Naturally, Urk doesn't need to dress like that, but he can't help but imitate Rem, or he's forcing Rem to dress the same way. It seems so Urk not to dislike it. Urk is obedient to Rem.

"Ugh... again you've got me in the way..."

"I'm not making it dangerous. You've been standing there for twenty days, haven't you? Whatever it is, it's too full."

"It won't bother anyone, so I hope it's all over."

"It's in the way of cleaning."

"... make the Lord like dust"

Seeing Urk resentfully doesn't make any difference to her expression. Naturally because it is a magic crystal doll, but shouldn't there be some reaction to it? With that in mind, I force myself to wake up. I don't have any problems with muscles all over my body. Physically, it's in perfect condition. Yet the days of hundreds of millions of robberies continue to rise.

"I mean, you don't have to clean every day, do you?

"No, I can't let that happen."

"Seniors are right. This is my Lord Setuna's room. We must keep it clean at all times."

"No, then I wonder if I would unnecessarily disturb the Lord's rest"

"Setuna. Sometimes I can't understand what you're talking about."

"... hey"

Setsuna flashed her shoulders at Urk's fortitude, which she wouldn't even fit. Reluctantly getting off the sleeping table, Urk starts cleaning out the duvet tightly. And Setuna, who was thrown out of the room as it was chased by Rem, sighed lightly and stretched out greatly. Yawning leaks in abundance.

If you believe what Rem said, it's before noon, but if that's true, then it's time for lunch. By now, Gain will be showing his knife judgment in the kitchen.

Setsuna and the others are allowed to use the center of Zaius, the corner of the Temple of Heaven, in a whole rented state, but it was Gain who behaved like the ruler of the kitchen there. Gain was breathing that he was the only one who could serve a dish that suited the mouths of the Setunas, and that filling the bellies of the Setunas was viable. Such gain handicrafts are always delicious.

Thinking about that on a regular clap made my stomach rattle. Even though it was late at night that I slept last night, sometimes I slept until before noon, enough time has passed for me to be too hungry.

(Let's start with a tummy...)

That's what I thought. Setuna's leg was headed for the dining room, which was co-located in the kitchen.

Once in the dining room, his nostrils filled with the aromatic smell drifting from the adjacent kitchen and his stomach rattled once again. Now it seemed a bit bigger than it had just been, and it was paying off that hunger was reaching its limits.

The dining room was large, but sometimes the compartment itself was rented out on a line of setuna, and there was nothing in or out of it other than the setunas, and all the empty seats were noticeable. The only two people filling their seats are Esq and Nemia. Both of them fit across the corner of the dining room, and the dining room itself is frustrated.

The Temple of Heaven was a huge palace, and there was nothing wrong with renting out some of the compartments to Setuna. That's why Setuna and the others have been able to indulge in rest in this rented out space at will, and if not, they would have resigned promptly. No matter how much I worked for the Empire, I didn't want to bother with the Empire's day-to-day work.

Setuna and the others have ships. A boat would have been enough if we'd just stayed up. I am sleeping in the Temple of Heaven because I also thought it would be bad to leave the generosity of Niewehein and others unattended.

"Can this not be revealed by Master Setsuna? Master Setsuna's awakening seems to be late today."

"Good morning, Master Setuna"

Some men look so good with the word "disrespect," I think as I listen to Esq, and I feel relieved by the softness of Nemia's greeting.

"Oh, good morning, Nemia. Shut up Esq."

"Why!?

"It's disgusting"

"What do you mean?!?

"There's nothing like it. Damn."

Setuna relaxed the edge of her mouth as she sat down in her empty seat, looking sideways at the friendly esc and Nemia. Esq is a sword-like man. It has such intensity of temper that you can't help but hurt what you touch. He needs a sheath to hold that blade, which was once Remill's role, and now Nemia's. Without Nemia, I wonder what would have happened to him.

I think so.

If, hypothetically, or - thinking about those things is ridiculous. There is no “what if” in reality. One is the result of what has happened, and it is the fool's thing to try to find another possibility there. But sometimes it is the creature called man who leaps to such foolish deeds, and all that cannot be denied.

Though.

If you're happy now, that's fine.

At least, when Esq was with Nemia, he seemed serene in itself and feeling happy.

Setuna hopes that one person with whom she is associated will be happy and here she is.