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

The lift with the door closed starts an accelerating surge.

This is also the fifth time that I have been irritated by an indescribable sense of flotation and discomfort.

I know every one hundred and eleventh floor awaits a trial, but I didn't know how far that would go, and I wanted to beg your pardon for continuing up to nine hundred and ninety-nine floors.

They have come one hundred and eleven, two hundred and twenty-two, and three hundred and thirty-three floors, and they have gone through the trials of four hundred and forty-four. It was an easy one at first, but after two hundred and twenty-second floors, there were so many traps waiting for me that I was often fascinated and almost drowned in my dreams.

Faria, Miliu, Rem, Sheila.

All the women who have ever stood as a test are attractive. If there was no involvement whatsoever with Setuna, the man who knew them and tried to be in love must have turned up enough to sweep and throw them away. It wasn't Setuna who wasn't aware of their fondness and affection like that, and I have a similar feeling about the mission of having to make all of them happy. That's why we can't allow ourselves and our minds to be forgiven to the impostor, but don't forget that we have ourselves that we almost forgive.

(Are you saying you're getting stuck during surgery?)

In a lift that kept going up without sound, he held his fist. To Faria, to Miliu, to Rem, to Sheila, yes, but none of them are but their impostors. Moreover, he was a phony constructed from the memory of Setuna, and so something seemed strong appealing to Setuna's mind. In other words, the impostors use words, deeds, and tricks that touch the harp line of Setuna's heart.

He understands Setuna's weaknesses and is poking at them precisely.

(Take care of yourself, me)

I just told myself so strongly, I find it hard to believe that would exchange meaning.

Because they know all about this weakness, and they can use the phony in any way they want to poke it. No matter how careful you are, if you get poked through the gaps in your mind, it's human beings that break apart even brittle. Especially for Setuna, who is unfamiliar with this kind of situation, everything could have become a threat.

The lift stopped.

The electro-optical display plate shows five hundred and fifty-five floors.

When the door opened, a small space lay. It's an unbelievable space, unlike a passageway or a small room. Beyond it was a golden wall, with a large door at the centre of the wall. The doors are both open, and it also seems to be made of gold. The doors are sculpted with women boasting fleshy limbs remitting rings, but that looked more artistic than smooth.

(Poor taste)

Setuna heard the lift door close behind her as she got off the lift. Secondly, when you turn around, you learn that the lift is out of shadow and shape and has changed into a wide space. It's like I'm dreaming, but it's been like that ever since I walked into this building. I'm used to it.

However, I felt that the atmosphere was different from the previous hierarchy. Until now, we had to go through different labyrinths on a hierarchical basis and reach the deepest room. And the deepest room was billed in room one. But in the room in front of me, there must not have been a bill called room one.

Look forward, and look out for the door, but you don't see any bills. Maybe the labyrinth is spreading at the end of the door. I wonder if that makes no sense or reason for this different atmosphere. Like it was a space that meant nothing just for the labyrinth of each hierarchy to pass through.

He walked over to the door, thinking that it was not clear. The nudity of the women engraved on the door, even if seen nearby, has to be taken as a work of art. And, thoughts, he realized there was, and was stunned.

(What do you mean?)

I wanted to ask the Lord of the Trials because all the naked women sculpted at the door were well-known figures of Setuna. Faria, Miliu, Rem and Sheila, who had ever stood as impostors, had been added to the circle of nudity, of course, to Elina and Maria, to the ragna of the human form, to Urk and, for some reason, even to Azmaria. When it comes to figuring it out, it's because it was perfectly sculpted enough to clearly see its face, and that also manifests itself in differences in body shape. And those ten people are arranged to weave a ring, but does that arrangement make sense or not?

Faria is positioned at the bottom of the right door, arranged in the order of Rem, Elina and Ragna at the top left of it, with Eryl alum depicted at the top of the right door. Next to the Eryl alum, on the top of the left door, the Azmaria is carved, and below it is arranged in the order of Urk, Maria and Sheila, leading to Miliu at the bottom of the right door. It's a circle that doesn't know what the intent is or what it means, but for what it only looks like a beautiful piece of art, I guess it can be called an increase.

However, the handle of both open doors was in the position of Faria and Miliu's breasts, and the moment she saw the fact, Setsuna felt a revulsion at the poor taste of the designer of this door.

(Though)

We just have to open this door more than we have to break through the trials.

Setuna touched both handles by stroking her chest down that Faria and Miliu's sculptures weren't at least pointing this way. If you try to push it open gently, but it weighs quite a bit and you can't help but force it, the door slowly opens to the back. It would also be natural to feel heavy. The door was quite thick and therefore seemed able to reproduce the limbs of the phalia.

Waiting for the door to open was a large room, not a labyrinth or something. Golden walls, as I could relate from the door, all golden spaces. The floors, the walls, the columns, everything was made of gold. In a hemispheric hallway, four columns are made to support the ceiling. The atmosphere of the entire hall is different from that of previous rooms and for some reason it must have been due to its majestic making that made me imagine the temple.

However, there are some parts in common with previous rooms.

It was placed in the center of the room.

There was a golden sleeping table in the centre of the hall, above which there was a woman. It was a face I found out about. However, I'm not familiar with it. Some of what I saw in the narrow space between dreams and present, such memories. He sits with his long, lustrous black hair hanging over his rich chest, opening his crotch on the bedside, even as if he was hiding his nipples. However, as long hair hides the groin, it is not visible. It seemed natural to look invisible or irresistible.

"That was a lot faster than I thought. I'm surprised. It's early... well, virtue if not gloss, virtue."

"Mail of Dotor......"

Setuna retightened her mind as she heard a wet woman. Red eyes are looking at this one. Dark-haired red-eyed. The incarnation of the relatives of the black spear seems to be the case for everyone. but among them, the eyes of the mail-of-doer, could not seem attractive. Perhaps that is her power.

Magic, should I say?

"Yeah, that's right. My name is Mail of Doater. Well, it's just a tentative initial name... but I'm glad you remembered."

"Tentative beginning?

"Isn't that right? What, could you possibly have thought our name was such a joke?

(... well, well)

Her name, Mail of Dotor, and the names of her six family members, including Lance of Designer, are only names as summoning armies named by someone, just like the Black Spear Chaos Blinger. Same goes for other subpoenas. It is a convenience name and at the same time the life needed to fully wield power as a summoning arm.

The naming of summoning arms was such an important ritual in armed summoners that those who failed to do so were said to have no future.