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

"We have to do something about them first."

Setuna glanced at and told the gods who were gathering in the passage outside the room where Hasakarau was being captured. This room is small and has no other exit. It has to be in the aisle with the gods where it is, and then the fighting is inevitable. There's no way you're going to miss the Setunas.

"You seem quite popular. Looks like quite a few gods are on their way here."

"Sarcasm doesn't make you laugh."

"Fact."

"Are you sure?"

Feeling Hasakarau's strangely limp body and its weight, Setsuna put a black spear forward. It shoots a “ray of destruction" unconstitutionally and jumps out into the aisle the moment the gods scatter blocking the entrance and exit. At the same time, the attack is showered from left to right, where the wings of the Mail of Dotor correspond. A barrier of wings takes the attack of the gods, and Setuna and Hasakarau themselves are protected. If I kicked the wall and turned back to the path, multiple gods filled my sight. Both male and female goddesses vary in their appearance, but many are close to human beings. If it is the gods that give rise to human prayer, their appearance may also fail to transcend human imagination.

Forward, barriers were deployed to block passages. It can be seen that the barriers of divine authority are multiple and complex and that the gods are trying to work together to obstruct Setuna's escape. Turning the other side, you were the same. The gods are trying to do their utmost to eliminate the escape, not to seize Setuna with force.

The front and rear of the wide passage were sealed off perfectly close, and Setuna stopped her legs. The barrier was apparently built not only back and forth, but also up, down, left, and right, and Setuna was captured by the divine kingdom of authority.

(You broke in, you failed)

(Totally, because I jump in without thinking)

Hasakarau's reprimand had no words to return, and Setuna nodded silently. The connections of composite and multilayered structures must be extremely powerful, only created by a dozen gods working together. It's also something that can be pierced by a "ray of destruction” blow, even where you pierce one or two pieces, and it's not something you can break through.

And that was then. On the path, the silver armor of the giant body approached from the other side of it, expanding left and right to make way for the gods who were blocking the passage. Nargareth, what wore armor very similar to those two who named themselves Narnoia, passed through the divine junction and stopped in front of Setuna. The kind of armor that further enlarges those two armors and is decorated with gold is made to remind the torso of the lion. Its calm standing behavior is familiar.

"Why don't we get this far, Lord Setsuna?"

"... Mr. Algazard"

It was Setuna who reacted unintentionally, but the shock and dismay was intense in hearing the voice of the person as imagined. Even though you can't think of anything other than Algazard if you're on par with Laxus and Michelle, or more, you didn't even want to think that even Algazard has become an outsider as a handyman of Leongand.

"You are a loyal minister during His Majesty's loyalty. He is also a Gandhian hero. Again, fight with us for His Majesty's dream."

"... good for Mr. Laxus and Mr. Michelle, but it was His Majesty I swore allegiance to."

"Yeah, so..."

"Human."

If I told him so, Algazard swallowed the words. And I could see the golden light slipping in from behind it, and Setuna, wary. The vigilance to the pain of the black spear conveys its proximity. Leongando Reignas-Gandia. The Lion King.

"Right."

"Your Majesty..."

If Algazard looks back behind him, the king of the gods, dressed in golden armor, has passed the line. Golden hair, golden eyes, golden armor. The man, whose everything was colored by divine gold, had exactly the majesty that the kings of the gods deserved, combining pressure and power. Hasakarau trembles. God's awe-inspiring opponent. Maybe Setsuna doesn't have to feel that much awe because she's human.

"Setuna. At that time, I knew you were exasperated. Therefore, if I put time aside and chill my head, I thought that it would reconsider, and I put it between the white theories... but still wouldn't change my mind"

That's how unfortunate Leongand is, but I guess that's what he meant. He must have dreamed of welcoming Setuna as his men wholeheartedly and fighting with him. I didn't think I was happy with that feeling, and my emotions were shaken hard. But still, Setuna had some unacceptable facts.

"My lord is only one man, His Majesty Leongando Ray-Gandhia."

The person who swore allegiance was a human being. A man of pride, perseverance and pride as a human being. It is a divergent being from all of it, not an outsider in front of him who goes the path of the true opposite.

"You who have abandoned one person have no reason to obey"

It showed a separation from Leongando.

It was a word that clarified the intent of the hostilities, and therefore Algazard raised his hand. Light converges in both hands and a long battle axe embodies. The battle axe engraved with the lion's side gave the impression that it made one of Algazard's favorite dishes even more vicious.

"Stop it, Nardras."

"Ha..."

Algazard's long battle axe can disappear and be lost in a word of Leongand. Nardolas. I guess that's the name of the reborn Algazard. Like Quon is Vishtal, like Laksas is Nargareth. Then why does Leongand remain Leongand?

"It's my dream. Let me settle for myself."

"Dreams...? Settlement…"

"That's right, Setsuna"

Leongand's got to look at this one. It's sweet, it's dazzling somewhere.

"You are my dream itself"

His words shake Setuna's emotions violently.

"You made me dream. That day, at that time, in that place, if I didn't meet you, if I didn't know you, if I didn't find you, I wouldn't have to dream. As the king of a small, weak country called Gandhia, he was able to finish his life without dreaming. You drove me. [M] You pushed me."

The heartbeat goes off. My heart shakes. Consciousness becomes unstable. That and this, even if you realize it's because you're listening to Leongand, it's too late. Fitted during surgery. I think Hasakarau said something. But I can't hear you. All I could hear was, no, Leongand's voice.

"It's all you. Setuna."

Only Leongand's golden eyes could see. I had that feeling, like I was sucked into the depths of those eyes. It felt like something extremely comfortable and at the same time extremely scary. But there's nothing I can do. I feel rebellion. From the spear. Then you can let go. Take off your armor, disarm, and be sucked in. That way, you don't have to think about anything. You don't have to lose it. I don't have to pity you. Yes, you can follow him. Why not just dream with him, the ex of Leongand's will?

Eternal dreams...

Shortly afterwards, the flash of light caught sight with the roar, and the explosion pressure blew Setuna's body away. I could clearly see Hasakarau falling from above my head in a loose world landing on my belly. I realize that the sound is back and everything that was unstable is normalized and articulated. A fierce rage pierced him from the tip of his hand, and he apologized and knocked him down in his heart.

At stake, Leongand almost ruled me.

Then, for some reason, it was nothing more than external pressure that was able to cut off the power of its domination. The light that has struck through the ceiling and descended from every bond built by the gods. From the smoke full of its landing point, the voice was heard.

"Finally, I found it"

The woman's voice heard was unexpected, and he was struck several times today.