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

"Well, it's been years since then, hasn't it? Human appearance changes in years."

Setuna felt the wind as she took the ragna. Ragna continues to accelerate. She was straight up to heaven as she stuck her head in Setuna. What awaits you before you continue to ascend to heaven? Are you going to go into the atmosphere as well? If that happens, what will happen to Setuna? Is it bearable with defensive barriers? Or would it be unbearable and burning to death? Ragna must be bearable. He's the Dragon King. Instead of being comparable to the gods, they are overwhelmingly powerful.

That was a certainty at a time when we were pushing and beating Setuna in a fully armed state.

"Sure, but..."

Whether Ragna was the first to lend her ear to Setuna's opinion because it was an argument or not. The reason is unknown, but Setuna found a gap that goes in there. If we are to persuade you, we must not miss this moment right now. Now is a good time to talk to her.

"Or what, you forgot even the wavelength of Setuna's soul you liked?

Setuna exclaimed.

Ragna had the ability to capture power from other organisms. The moment she was thereby destroyed by Setuna, she fulfilled her reincarnation, but after her reincarnation, she became a little flying dragon attitude, often riding over Setuna's head. That comes from her own statement that over Setuna's head is the best way to capture power from Setuna, but there was a clear reason as to why Setuna is not another human being. That was because the wavelength of Setuna's soul is best suited to be the power of Ragna, or preferred. It was not impossible to absorb from Faria, Miliu, etc., and seemed to absorb some when in direct contact with other than Setuna, but given the efficiency of absorption and conversion, Setuna seemed to be the best.

Therefore she found her fixed position on Setuna's head, riding on Setuna's head at all times.

Such memories plundered Setuna's brain. Nostalgic, fun days. It is also not clear that Ragna will be drowned in those daily dreams. Ragna wasn't the only one who could be in love with those days in those days. Even the Setunas wanted to go back to those days if they could. In the golden age of Gandhia before there was no final war or anything else and everything was torn apart by “great destruction”.

But that's impossible.

Time keeps going.

I can't go back.

What is lost remains lost, just weathering in it when it flows.

If there is one that doesn't weather, that would be just a memory in memory.

So Ragna drowned in the paradise of her dreams.

"There's no way you can forget!

Then why are you attacking me?

"What...!?

"If you haven't forgotten my wavelength, don't attack me."

"The Wavelength of Oodle..." So...?

Ragna accidentally stopped the advance. And just away from Setuna, I stared at this one. Setuna made sure to wrap Ragna's head around it with a "dark stroke” of both hands. Even though you are not touching it directly with your flesh, you should be able to reach the fluctuations of Setuna's soul via the giant palms of darkness. The power released from the subpoena is the mental power of the user.

"Oh... this is..."

Ragna makes an exclamation. The reaction, the voice, seemed to be what Setuna had been waiting for.

"This wavelength is... this warm, soft, gentle wavelength that stains my heart... exactly"

Her voice was trembling. Full of joy, shaking violently. Until then, her eyes filled with anger overflowed with soft light. Dark emotions disappear and you lose them.

"Setuna's..."

"Ragna...... you finally understand me"

Setsuna relieved and unlocked the "Dark Caress”.

"Hmmm... it is the appearance that can be changed, cannot falsify the essence of the soul, etc. And you can't even be there, like something in the shape of the same soul... So you're telling me that your trick is really Setuna?

"You still can't believe it."

Setsuna had no choice but to be admired by the depth of Ragna's suspicion.

"... too many fakes appeared. I was waiting for Setuna. [M] The day Setsuna picks me up."

"I'm sorry I'm late to pick you up. I'm really sorry. It doesn't mean I'm sorry."

"... are you really, really Setuna?

"The shape of the soul cannot be false. That's all you got right now."

At the same time, I didn't know Ragna was suspicious. I don't know how many fakes showed up, but enough to make Ragna still suspect. A significant number of fakes probably prevented her from sleeping and trampled her mind. With that heart in mind, this much reaction can be taken for granted. You can do it just by stopping the attack.

"Well then... but nowadays"

Ragna herself, she didn't seem to know what to believe. I want to believe Setuna is real, but being betrayed by a fake again is a punishment, and I don't like being broken any more. You seem to have such complicated emotions.

So Setuna asked gently.

"How can you believe me?

"If you are truly the Setuna I know..."

"Then?"

"You know what I mean..."

"... oh, I get it"

Setuna nodded quietly, under the sloth of Ragna. When it comes to what she wants from Setuna, I can't think of anything else. What did she ask for during her separation in Benoa? Ragna, for a long time, liked to be stroked by Setuna. No matter how bad you're in the mood, it just fits in with a gentle stroke.

Therefore he moved to the neck of Ragna and reached for its beautiful emerald scales. Caress gently, politely and carefully.

"Sorry I'm late"

"Oh..."

Ragna leaks a joyful voice. That breath echoed into Setuna's head, and it was about seeing how she was waiting for this moment. It also violently shakes Setuna's own emotions.

"Setsuna... I do feel Setsuna..."

"I've left you all alone"

"What? It's the path I chose. No one ordered me to. You're welcome."

"But I couldn't pick you up until now."

"There's no way you'll know where I am right away. I knew it would take a while."

"Ragna......"

"No matter how many years or decades it takes, you will always pick me up. That's what I believed. You're not a man who keeps his word."

"Good to be protected"

Setuna made sure to bury her face in Ragna's neck. I meant it. It's Setsuna's mood that promises are made to protect her, but sometimes she can't. The promise to pick up Ragna, who fulfilled her reincarnation, was bound to be fulfilled one day, but I didn't know that one day. It could have been after the battle, and it could have been a distant future.

That came true in an unexpected way, and thus we could understand each other.

I couldn't be happier, and therefore my vision seeped in.

Why are you crying?

Ragna couldn't hide her confusion. But I can't stop crying.

"I want to cry and rejoice."

"You're gonna cry, that's..."

"Then I'll cry too. Let's Cry Together"

Ragna raised her face toward heaven and opened her mouth wide. And the roar unleashed was filled with supreme joy, rambling heaven and earth as if the emerald-colored light were an expression of her joy. It was like magic with no ability to attack, the flowers of emerald light blooming, the petals dancing and dancing.

It was as if we were to celebrate our reunion with Setuna from scratch and declare it to the world.