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

Eyes as beautiful and clear as treasure balls, even brilliant, were not different from that of the little flying dragon state, although the size was so different that it could not be compared. Most of all, beneath the eyelids now open in front of me, the gleaming eyes, the moment they captured Setuna, made them feel hostile and intimidating.

"You're awake!

Setuna, however, didn't even care. I wondered if she was just in a bad mood when she woke up, and I talked to her. Ragna is sometimes in a bad mood when she is not asleep. I stepped on it. But.

Who's interrupting my sleep?

The majestic voice of Ragna echoed in the back of his brain, and in moments Setuna, too powerful, flew away. It echoes in my head which is the same method that God often uses. Not atmosphere-shaking audio, but a voice that feeds directly into the brain by what is but power. Instead of spreading around, there is pressure and awesomeness in the voice to focus on the subject, and even fear is remembered.

That is what the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms deserves to be called a wing, a pillar.

"Ragna! It's me! It's Setuna! Don't you get it!?

Shut up. Shut up. I'm dreaming. Stay out of my way. "

Ragna didn't want to have ears to listen to Setsuna. Angry voices feel such power that they violently shake heaven and earth in Setuna's brain and also threaten her soul. Compared to where the small flying dragon state was commonplace, there is an overwhelming difference in pressure. I guess the current state is close to Ragna's original power. The Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms is the keeper of the world, the ancient gods. With all this power, no wonder.

Yet I find it uncomfortable because I have too strong a memory of when I was in close contact with Ragna. Speaking of Ragna, I have that impression of flying around looking like a little flying dragon like an animal you love, or staying on Setuna's head and tangling with no one. And that was the Ragna the Setunas knew, and calling the Extreme Dragon now in front of them Ragna seemed a little impossible.

Rather than Ragna, I am firmer in calling her Ragnasia-Elm Dorrus, the queen in green.

Still, Setuna kept calling me Ragna.

"Ragna!"

I said shut up!

Ragna, who had finally pounded loudly, opened her mouth quietly. I think no, the loud voice sounded so loud that it might break the tympanic membrane, and intense and extreme pressure bounced off Setuna. In an instant, it is blown from the close distance of Ragna to the sky above the Urknacto, flashing. However, there is no scratch on Setuna's body. I was just blown away.

The dragon language magic activated with the earlier roar is probably a warning. Any more, a warning that if you interfere with your dreams, you will attack. That's why they don't hurt you at first, they just blow you away.

What a sweet response, Setsuna thought.

She is the Dragon King. She didn't do it, even if she could attack without question if it was against something that would stand in the way of that behavior. Why.

There, I did feel I could feel Ragna's concern.

From the canopy of the Wolknakt, Ramlesia speaks.

Ragnasia seems to have woken up.

"You don't know who I am. perceived as an enemy"

"I mean, I see you're not completely awake yet,"

"... that sort of thing"

Tell Ramlesia that Setuna, once again, attempted to approach Ragna. If we approach again and talk, we may now be attacked instead of warned. Still, we have to get close. If we don't get close and encourage her to awaken, there's nothing we can do.

It's not like she keeps dreaming here.

(Ragna...... wake me up)

Wish in your chest, head to the Dragon King. The lid of the Dragon King is about to close again. I guess you decided you didn't need to look any further than you issued a warning. That much power. Warnings alone are convincing enough. Did the dragons give up on it, or did they ignore the warning once and touch the scales backwards? Either way, it seemed natural now that the Divine Dragons were in formation far from Ragna.

To the extent of the Divine Dragons, I don't think we can do anything about this Extreme Dragon.

I warned you.

My voice sounds in my back of my brain.

Whoever prevents me from falling asleep will not be forgiven.

After all, Ragna's magic was a warning. Any more, if you interrupt your sleep, a statement of intent that you won't quit attacking either. Setuna had to be ready. Setuna's upcoming actions will undoubtedly buy her anger first. It's exactly like touching a dragon's scales. You will be attacked. That is also likely to be an attack that is meant to destroy enemies in earnest.

Leave me alone. I'm dreaming. Dream of his things. "

Ragna, go on.

"He... promised that Setuna would pick me up. Then I'll wait for him to pick me up."

The great dragon closed its eyelids completely. Keep going as you get into a sleeping position.

"Years, decades... no, hundreds, thousands of years. Whether he dies or not, believe in his soul and rebirth."

Setuna, for a moment, stopped moving. Concentrate and listen to Ragna's voice.

"And until then, when he will come and pick me up, I will sleep and dream. Thousands, tens of thousands of years go by..."

"Ragna... you're that far..."

Did you think of it?

Setuna touched one end of her mind and had to feel guilty that she had left it alone, albeit with nothing else than to do so in the past few years. I promised Setsuna. It's up to them to believe that promise, but Ragna believed me. He believed in his promise to pick me up, and he kept waiting.

Even if Setuna lost her life, she thinks that her soul will come and pick her up even after she was reborn into a new being.

The intensity of that thought, the depth of the passion, makes me hate my impudence, my pity, for not being able to do anything for her.

But that's also why I get excited.

Now I'm here to pick her up.

Approach overhead and open your mouth.

"Then listen to me even more, Ragna"

"Don't make me say it again and again. If you disturb my sleep any more, I will not forgive you."

I guess it's the temper that didn't attack me instantly.

Setuna spoke, knowing that she would touch her anger.

"As promised, I'm here to pick you up, Ragna."

"Also..."

"Again?"

You're going to fool Setuna again, plot against her name, and prevent me from sleeping.

"No, it's not!

Setuna shouted, but it was already late, and Ragna had opened her mouth wide and growled. The screams of dragons so trembling heaven and earth instantly become magic, enveloping Setuna's entire body and blowing it far above. Regardless, it is not the same as earlier, which was a warning. Severe pain occurred all over the body and in various places. The bones on his arms, shoulders, and feet seemed to have been crushed. At the same time. That wasn't the case if you were impressed with Dragon King's magic, etc. After the severe pain, my vision was so distorted by the tears.

"You're awake."

"I don't want to wake up like this."

Setuna had to thank him for a word that could also be taken as Ramlesian irony. On the bed of the Urknacto and Ragna, in the air at its midpoint, he was taken by Ramlesia and restored by her magic to his entire body damage.

The bone called the crushed bone is restored back to normal, and the pain fades.