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

When did you realize that was a dream?

Not sure, he was running through the dusty rain.

Overhead, it was covered by multiple piles of rain clouds from which black rain was pouring. Heavy rain. Without an umbrella, there were no feathers, my whole body was wrapped in black, freezing rain, and I felt like I was getting cold to the core of my body.

(Is this the trial?

For example, I don't know what the test of intent is.

No, in the first place, so have previous trials. At first, there were times when the intention was completely unknown and remained unknown until the end. The trials of Lance of Designer, Rod of Envy and Axe of Ambition remain unclear.

Final Trial in Hell.

That's the fourth one.

It keeps running as the freezing black rain pours down.

At first, there was nothing around. It was the wilderness as far as I could see, and I didn't even know where to go. Therefore, it was the first to run out in a plausible manner. First of all, I felt like I had to find a place to snow this rain. Otherwise, would he die in the cold? Regardless, there is no concept of death in trials, but you may experience death. And if you die, you start over on the way. Dead many times, over and over again, it was a number of trials that finally allowed us to break through. I guess so is this trial. Death awaits somewhere.

Even this black rain may be carrying death.

Your whole body gets wet in the rain and droplets enter from between your outfits. Your body temperature is rapidly taken away and your health is lost. Still as I kept calling, I could see the building up front. The sky is covered in rain clouds. It's like running in the dark, front, back, left, right, everywhere is closed to the dark. When it came to figuring out why there was a building ahead, it was because one giant building nestled in the wilderness emitted a brilliant light.

A peachy electrical decoration that shines at the top of the building on an electrically decorated sign protruding from the wall of the building. All a nostalgic sight, as I had seen somewhere, Setuna, stopped.

"What the... it"

That's the word that came out of my mouth by accident. It would be an inexorable story to be flabbergasted. Many of the electrical decorations that colored the building were a pity to the building itself, and it had a very slutty atmosphere. Why, when it comes to thinking that way, it's because it's too similar to that kind of accommodation that exists in the world where he was born and raised, and I couldn't receive anything else.

If it hadn't been for the electrical decorations, I would have recognized it as just an accommodation.

(Do I have to head over there)

I only had a bad feeling, and he looked around. But everywhere I looked, the deserted wilderness only widened, and there was no way I could gaze, or find anything.

This is a trial.

If something exists in front of you, it always makes sense and is worth it.

This means that the poor building in front of you also makes sense and is worth it.

Rain legs suddenly got stronger. Even though it was just heavy rain, it got even more intense, and the pouring rain grains were so painful. If the rain legs get stronger like this, sometimes you just die from the pain that gets hit by the rain. Enough to think so.

The sudden change in the rain leg could not help but feel the intention to invite Setuna to the accommodation.

(All right! You can go, you can go!

Shouting all over his chest, he rushed at full speed toward a building colored with adorable electrical decorations. Whatever, the rain was cold and painful intolerably. If it's going to rain, it's so intense and freezing that you can't care what kind of facility it is. So much so that I wonder if my body will freeze and be smashed.

Eventually, when we reached the end of the accommodation, the vitreous door opened automatically.

There's no automatic doors in this world.

He shook his head, defiled and poisoned his chest, but could not deny what had happened in front of him. All over his body, struck by a cold rain of dust and sand, he is cutting cold. You can say it's frozen. Anyway, I wanted to warm myself up as soon as possible. Regardless, I know that this is the trial and not even a glimmer of that. We know that if we dive through this door, there will be an unexpected trial ahead of us.

Still have to dive.

Otherwise, it won't start.

(But like this, how about diving alone?

While in doubt, pass through the vitreous door and proceed. Upon entering the facility, the warmth opposite of the frozen air outside was awaited, and I rather had to clap it out. The heating seemed to be working, and if I looked in the corner of the room, I could see that the large heater was grounded. I don't care what you think, it was a machine. I feel like I've seen it somewhere, but it could be a mistake, or it could be a mistake. but whatever, it's definitely something that doesn't exist in Ils Valle.

This is a dream world named Hell.

Whatever it is, it's not strange, and even if there was something that didn't exist in Illus Valle, there's no problem or wonder. It is more wrong to question.

It has been so far.

The dead have stood, Setuna herself, dead more than once. He came back to life every time he died, and every time he came back to life, he was killed. It's this hell that can happen that's impossible in real life.

Think that far and finally understand.

Is it not surprising that overcoming the irrationality of this whatsoever happens is the final test?

(Though...)

Setuna looked around as she walked over to the heater. A peach-toned wallpaper stretches from the ceiling to the wall, creating an irresistible atmosphere, with a bench placed between the walls. There was something like a vitreous, but invisible window, and a passage to go from its side to the back. I don't see anything else blurry, but I guess it means going back.

(What the hell do you want?

That, I suppose, should be heard by the Lord of Trials, but to do so, we have no choice but to continue along the path being presented. Proceed along that path and the Lord of Trials will necessarily be waiting for you.

And how can the LORD know that he is ever so gentle? Compared to previous trials, though.

Because with the heater's warm wind, there was just a respite to warm the frozen body. Previous trials would not have given us that kind of time. It was always a series of trials, a series of difficulties.

(Well, that might just be right now)

Lord of trials to prepare a building like this. It's not something I've figured out what kind of bad taste trials I have ready to wait for.

Setuna, warming up her body, quietly prepared herself.

Close to the point of contact, peeking inside, or unpopular without a shadow. If we proceeded to the back of the aisle, there was nothing to stop us. And then, after a while, I heard a noise. If you look at it, the door is open. It's the elevator door. It can't be opened automatically. They're calling me.

(Can you get in?

I know that refusal here will not move on.

Reluctantly, as he got into the lift, the door closed and he moved out on his own. The elevator has a display plate of electric light indicating the hierarchy, and the electric light display plate fluctuates the numbers as you look at it. Two, three, four...... continue to rise rapidly with ten, twenty, thirty.

(Is...?

Setsuna was unwittingly stunned.

It looked like a three-story to four-story building at best.

That was about to reach the hundredth floor.