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

Ramulin-Vinocea had to assume that he was following a strange fate.

She was born a man of the Zion Empire. The Vinosea family, a family of military personnel from generation to generation, was also born as a woman and did not need to take the road as a military officer. But it must have been inevitable that she wanted to get to work involving the country, having been brought up so that she could be planted with loyalty that was born into a military lineage but could therefore be considered more enthusiastic towards the Zaion royal family than she was at an early age.

In the Empire, there are never too many women in the military. That is the case with the leading royal family. It would be a prince, but it would be a princess, but when I was attentive, many of them were trained to their qualities, long and military. I am not encouraging a woman to become a soldier, but there were no negative moves and the welcome was made. However, there was the thought in her that she would not be able to contribute very much just because she would normally go to cadet school and become a soldier.

So she decided to learn the art of armed subpoena. Because I thought that if I learned and mastered the art of armed summoning, I could bring more than a concomitant soldier to the royal family and help the empire. From there on ahead were days of blood seeping training, but also enrichment. Sometimes it was felt that the daily training became flesh, and the mastery of some kind of fantastic technique, the art of armed summoning, was also her hope.

As long as you can wear the art of armed summons, you must be able to help the royal family.

It is also significant that there were the predecessors, the armed summoners, who served the Emperor, who were certain.

Thus, it was more than a decade ago that she mastered the art of armed summons and made her first prince into a fateful encounter with the next emperor's most prominent candidate, Mizgaris Diaz-Zaion. Since then, I have devoted my loyalty as the belly of Mizgaris, and it seemed like a long time ago that I was eagerly awaiting the day when he would eventually reign as emperor.

In fact, Mizgaris acted exactly as emperor until a few months ago. The dream has also crushed away, and now that he has abandoned his ambitions, it is no longer just something that fades away.

A strange fate.

Ramulin really had to think about Mizgaris as well when thinking about his own destiny. Because she's the one who's spent the majority of her life as an accessory to Mizgaris. Mizgaris also trusted and used Ramulin as much as he did. Mizgaris' pain was Ramulin's pain, and his joy was hers.

And vice versa, again.

Mizgaris was as happy as he was about Ramulin's promotion. I was more than happy for her, otherwise I wouldn't have received the great title of you. Lamulin has pledged allegiance to Mizgaris, not to Niewehein. Mizgaris is going to revisit the idea, but each time she said no. That's all, I can't.

It is true that my qualities as emperor may be more Niewehein. At least, Mizgaris can't be like Niewehein. In the Goddess War, the figure of Niewehein, who burned his life from the sky and protected the continent, was like that of his predecessor.

Resurrection of Siwelhein, the emperor.

The deeds that prompted Niewehein to be recognized by the imperial subjects and imperial generals, both in name and as emperor, cannot be imitated by Mizgaris. That's not just about ability. Personality, mindset, priorities - various elements will make Mizgaris run safely, and that, by no means, is a mistake. Niewehein was able to sacrifice Mizumi then, probably because he was aware that the next emperors, such as Nina and Mizgaris, had the people they deserved, and he was able to entrust them later.

Mizgaris has a strong sense of responsibility. Rather than entrusting it later, the thought of having to do it prevails, as well as being convinced that there is no more competent person than myself. That is why, if he is an emperor, it can be said that he will not use such means as to sacrifice his life from Mizu. Most of all, if there were no other way, I would throw my life like Niewehein with him.

Anyway, Lamulin also recognized Niewehein's qualities as emperor, and now he thought that honoring him as emperor and pledging allegiance would not be a rash. However, almost all of her loyalties are dedicated to Mizgaris, and only a few can be broken into knee wafers.

I guess I think about that because I'm spending some time alone with Mizgaris.

The battle is over. It was only natural, as far as she was concerned, to win a battle that would not have been won without great sacrifice, that would have been worth paying, and to devote only a few of the breaks that arose for Mizgaris during the narrowness of the days when everyone was being pursued for their ex-post processing.

To the corner of the temple of heaven. In Mizgaris' private room, he pinched the table and was discussing it. Mizgaris is one of those people who silently handles the aftermath of the goddess war, but he also sees some fatigue in his face like that.

"My lord the hero was craving his lord."

"No way... let's play"

Though Ramulin didn't laugh and tackle it, Mizgaris' expression wasn't like he was joking. Originally, he was not a joke favorite, nor is he a harmoniously comprehensible quality. Nevertheless, it did not seem to Ramulin that what he had just said was true.

"Didn't you say that the battle ahead, the special medal, was Sir? Isn't it impossible that the Lord Hero wants a Sir?

"... no. I only used the Divine Board of War. I didn't do anything special."

"I hear that was the biggest factor guiding the victory of the Goddess War."

"It is quite because Master Mayuri has maximized my power and made effective use of the Divine Board of War. I know what I'm doing."

Ramureen sincerely thinks so, not humility, etc.

She was the one who gave the emperor the new title of warrior by virtue of her activism in the goddess war, but there was something unconvincing about it. There was no way I could express my opinion to the Emperor, and although there was no other way to give, I thought it was a mistake for one of me to be admired for doing so. The backbone of the victory of the Goddess War may not be a mistake. However, Ramulin and the Summoning Army and the Divine Board of War alone could not have processed and properly handled such vast amounts of information on such a vast battlefield, and only with the protection and support of the Mayuri God could it have worked. Sometimes I was unconscious about the immense amount of information flowing into my brain, and I felt like I was no longer myself.

Such a feeling, like Mayuri, that God is transferring to himself.

Isn't it the Mayuri God who deserves to preside over the logic of war, not himself?

Speaking honestly about such a thing, Mizgaris laughed a lot.

"Neither that nor this would be the case with Sir and the Divine Board of War. Lady Mayuri also said that without Sir, without the Divine Board of War, such a tactic could not have been put in place. The greatest meritor of the Goddess War is Sir."

"Master Mayuri is kind."

I guess that's what you're gonna say, Ramureen thinks.

"Sir underestimates himself."

"Dear Mizgaris, don't you overestimate me?

"That would be so"

He tells me, rather, with his chest up.

"Sir, I found it. My lord will surely help me, my empire."

"Only then will I be faithful to Master Mizgaris."

"Hmm..."

If Ramulin stared straight, Mizgaris wouldn't have felt bad either. He looked satisfied and then this is what happened.

"Then why don't you join me in serving His Majesty Emperor Niewehein?"

"Feel free"

Ramureen nodded and followed him to the cup in his hand.

The aromatic aroma of fruit liquor filled the nasal cavity.