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

"Speaking of which, World Guardian...... no, I wonder what happened to Mr. Fairling. Ramlesia didn't say anything..."

It was not until Setuna moved the location from the engine room to the main hall on board that she spoke of the doubts she had previously had.

There is no reason to stay in the engine room more than the destination has been determined and the ship has moved out. Instead, it was the Mayura god who wanted me to just leave because it would get in the way, and Miliu and the others said it was very different from the Mayuri god in that regard. Miloo and Elina interacted with the Mayuri God even during the ship's journey, and it was also that the Mayuri God said that doing so would help.

The Mayura God and the Mayuri God are the beings of the front and back, and their likelihood is very different. Even if it doesn't, the Mayura God doesn't like to be treated like the Mayuri God.

Upon entering the Great Hall, it was Rayon who moved first. The silver lion urged Leona to sit down when he bent in front of the biggest chair in the room. If you try to lay low, she will say that the most luxurious chair is the one she deserves, being the princess of Gandhia.

Rayon's response was rather too healthy, and Setsuna and the others smiled face-to-face.

A number of benches were arranged in the hall to surround the long table, and when Setsuna sat down on one of them, Faria and Miliu sat on the left and right, naturally. Elina is next to Miliu, while Milene sits down next to her and Sheila, Esq and Nemia are seated face-to-face. Gain, Darks are each in a different chair, but Rem and Urk stand, trying to stay behind Setuna. When Setuna says sit down, they don't.

"I am your servant."

Yes, sir.

As far as the two satisfied responses were concerned, there was nothing I could do.

"Even if we ask... hey"

"Yes, yes. That one, she brought it in."

With her, Miliu would mean Ramlesia. Faria still calls her Uffi, but Miliu seemed hesitant to say any of her names. What only memories of the Dragon King make you do that, or not?

"Brought..."

That is where the question arises.

Benoagard XIII Knights Commander Fairling Zan-Kluth, should be dead. To stop the resurrection ritual of the Holy Emperor, its completion, he worked with the White Shield led by Quon, burning his life and dying. That is confirmed by the thirteenth knights of Benoa. The thirteenth knight had a special soul connection, and Fairling and the others were definitely dead. They were also aware that the result was the current state of the world.

Yet the World Guardian appeared. And according to Faria and the others, Ramlesia was apparently one of the ones who brought him here. I mean, he was alive, that would mean.

(No...)

Setuna shook her head, all over her chest.

Haven't you seen many people who were supposed to be dead but lived? And if that's the way to go, it can't even be fail-ring. I mean, reincarnation. Just as the Quons were reincarnated as apostles, just as Leongando was reincarnated as king of the gods. Did failing ring also fulfill reincarnation by the power of the Savior God Mibula?

That explains everything.

And if you fail to do so, it's not hard to imagine using that power for the salvation of the world.

The failings were righteous allies who would not hate death if they were for salvation.

"Essential for a setuna rescue mission," he said.

"I didn't think you had that much power."

means Esq. Everyone hammers at his feelings. From aboard, it would mean you could see the battle of the World Guardian.

"We're opponents enough for Ragna to be ready. I'm sure that's about right."

And if you recall the fierce battle with the Nair Gandia fleet, you also know that in the battle in Benoa, Ragna had to use space transfer magic that risked her life. Instead of taking the gods for their opponents, the appearance of a World Guardian that is rather even overwhelming is exactly what we should call a god of war, and I guess he was not opponent in an incomplete ragna.

"Ragna......"

I wonder where he is.

"Somewhere, right?

"I'm here. They must be waiting for us somewhere."

I'm not sure.

But the reincarnated dragon must have been full of all the power she needed to be reincarnated. It would also have been able to take in more power than it did when it was reincarnated by sucking the power of the black spear, and then it is no wonder that her resurrection has also become more complete.

I don't know if you can reward me for my whereabouts.

It's about Ragna.

Hold still, maybe we're waiting for the Setunas to come.

I woke up unexpectedly because my discomfort ran into my dreams.

That was, at first, just a dream. A common, dreamy event to forget if you wake up. That must have become unforgettable because of the discomfort. The discomfort that struck the subtle air that was difficult to say happy or unhappy was a sword flash worn in space. The slaughter ran through and the consciousness was mutilated.

I felt death.

Then he wakes up, palpitations and glare, confused by the amount of unusual sweat that has erupted from his whole body.

Osfeld Zan-Ward breathed slowly in his bedroom dominated by the darkness of the night, and realized that the discomfort of his dreams would not invite him to sleep again. Get out of the bedroom, wipe the sweat and change your clothes. From bedtime to everyday wear. Changing clothes does not calm your mind and puzzles you before the fact that your whole body is hairy.

Something's happening.

(What...? This)

He walked down the palpable aisle of the Knights headquarters as he left his bedroom pioneered by the amount of sweat unrelated to the chill of midnight. The newly constructed Knights headquarters has become incredibly ventilated from previous complex internal structures. The entrance passages are abandoned, and they are not made of labyrinthine, but of easy to use, understandable spaces. Then there were voices that said there might be a problem with defensive functions, but Ozfeld objected to such voices by bringing up examples of previous Knights headquarters being instantly devastated. No matter how much emphasis you place on defensive functions, it's hard to do it in front of those arrangements.

More importantly, security within the Knights headquarters was provided day and night, and the more forward-looking it was, the better it should have been for the security personnel. In fact, from what hits security every day, the structure of the new Knights headquarters had a good reputation.

It was not uncommon for him to walk around the new headquarters in the middle of the night, which should also be the work of Ozfeld himself. Beyond assuming the heavy responsibility of Knights Commander, he had constant hard work and sleepless days. I thought tonight's wake was just part of those routines, too, but apparently, it's not.

He narrowed his eyes as he saw the unexpected.

"What the hell is this..."

The knights, who were supposed to be going around the night at the new headquarters, were sleeping at the corner of the aisle.

It's impossible for the proud Knights of the Thirteenth to throw out their mission en route.

It was an anomaly.