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

"Setuna, stop your hand, what are you thinking, how about it, Mr. Osmorg in the commentary"

"Right. I think my stomach is slightly swollen, so I'm looking at things like that."

"I see, this is also in the operation,"

"Yes, Setuna is the owner of a method of warfare that no one can emulate by flying first and thrusting last"

"Sure, you've been flying so far!

"From here on out, you're probably going to leave some leeway until your last bulimia, watching how they get out"

(Is that so, I am)

Setsuna did not hesitate to listen to the reality and commentary that echoed the venue. Naturally, there can be no such thing as a method of warfare in Setuna. All of a sudden, he was in the finals of a competition that became a bulimic competition. It's no stranger to have tactics and tactics than it is to be a competitive competition, but it can't be Setsuna's tactics or anything, because that is the setting that has won.

"Meanwhile, I'm a Neewe player..."

"We are being pushed aside by Setuna players, but the graceful way we eat is the same. If you are allowed to score, the winner will be Niewe at this point."

"Ha ha, if that had been decided from the beginning, Setsuna would have been careful how she did it too"

"Exactly. This tournament is all about competing for bulimia. How much to eat and how much to drink. That's all. However, the presence of Neewe, who does not shake in any way even in such a setting and continues to eat beautifully, may change the future of the Games."

"Right! Kneewe has won in the way he fought until the finals!

"Excellent, that's all I'm saying."

No longer had words for the reality and commentary of Nieuweh, Setsuna stared at Nieuweh, who sat face-to-face in his seat and did eat a beautiful meal. Huge rectangular table. There are two seats at each end, dressed to confront each other. And between the two, a large number of dishes are arranged, especially two piles of meat served like towers, marked by a pinch of neweh from Setsuna. From Niewe's point of view, it would be that Setsuna is dressed to be peeking into her face from between the meat towers.

A wide variety of dishes and drinks. There is an abundance of veterinary meat, bird meat, fish meat and meat alone, and they are served in diverse cooking methods and lined up on the tabletop. There are also large quantities of vegetables, and if there is a corner as if it were a meadow, there are countless jewel-like fruits decorated. There are also a lot of drinks available, from tea to fruit juice drinks, but the lack of alcohol may be to avoid getting drunk and not being a battle. For ingredients, for beverages, there was nothing Setsuna was unfamiliar with, and in that regard, Setsuna was friendly.

Because of the presence of demonic beauties and monstrous audiences, the other worlds where Edge of Thurst should be must deserve to be called the Demonic Realm. It was likely that the food distributed into that world would be unfamiliar to Setsuna, and Edge of Thurst even thought that maybe he had bothered to limit the ingredients for Setsuna.

(No... you're not)

Convinced as Neewe carefully cut the meat and cared for it to be carried into her mouth one slice at a time.

Only ingredients and beverages present in Iles Vallées were prepared because they did not want to spoil Nieuwe's memories. I'm sure it is. I can't think of anything else. There's no way the Edge of Neewe First can set the stage for Setuna. It's all for Niewe, a setting for Niewe to win overwhelmingly and beautifully over Setsuna and create the sight of Setsuna's unfortunate defeat.

Even so, it is unclear why Niewe's memories of a bulimic competition and so on were set.

(Neewe looks great in these situations, but you're not thinking)

Seemed to be in the middle of something that came to mind, Setsuna, holding her head lightly. Thinking about how Edge of Thurst was getting in, there was something like that.

"Whoa, Setuna, I held my head...... what's wrong?

"This... you don't know. Did you hit the ingredients?"

"Even so, do you have a headache...?

"There won't be. In the first place, the ingredients are all carefully selected by the Demonic Dining Room. They are all fresh and contain nothing harmful to your body"

"Oh Setuna, I started eating again. Apparently, for another reason."

"Sounds like it. Relieved."

While wanting to hold his head to reality and commentary, Setsuna focused on scratching the dish in front of him anyway. Take it as soon as you have allowances, throw it in your mouth, and push it into your stomach with a drink. It can no longer be called a meal or something like that. Setsuna did not hesitate to say that there might be enough for bulimia. Anyway, I'm hungry. No matter how much scratch you scratch, it's not enough and you're not tired enough. It was a funny story. I've already eaten a lot. Instead of pushing more than ten days of food into his belly for a day, he wasn't bloated.

It's impossible, but I guess I shouldn't mind.

This is hell.

It's no wonder what happened, and it can be the same for Setsuna.

It is this dreamy hell that will resurrect you no matter how many times you die.

Is it part of that that you can pack as much into your belly as you want?

With that in mind, Russia, I was motivated.

More importantly, this is a trial.

We have to beat Niewe and convince Edge of Thurst. For this reason, the reality and commentary, and the audience's Niewe, can also be silenced, and Setsuna became a ghost of bulimia.

If the dish disappears from the plate in front of you and you lose it, the demons of the women's pay will lower the plate and collect the dishes served of the dish from the back. And it was Setuna that flattened it quickly, and at its speed, the beauties of the just devil were also flashed. Setuna herself, surprised. Surprised by my bulimia, I keep eating and drinking. It was enough that I didn't even know what I was eating anymore or what I was drinking.

"It's exactly Setuna who became the incarnation of bulimia!

"Awesome eating is the solitary state of Setsuna's specialty..."

"But but but oh shit! Neewe players are one or two steps ahead!

"This just sounds good."

(Is...?

Setuna wondered if she had misheard the caged cry of reality and commentary. Setuna's solitary confinement has been going on for a long time now, and Neewe should have just been hosting a well-behaved dinner party. On top of that, Setuna started a bulimic eating spree with all the spirits in her body, so the difference should have been on the other hand opening up. Yet both the reality and the commentary say that Niewe is better than it is, and Setsuna wanted to scream that was unlikely. But.

(You're lying...)

Setuna was stunned when she saw a startling sight when she shifted her gaze to Niewe.

Neewe had embarked on one of the two towering piles of meat, and the pile of meat had already been half-baked. However, Neewe's meal is still graceful and streamlined, in accordance with etiquette, and is only a slow breakdown even of a pile of meat.

Take one piece of meat and cut it apart on a small plate, carrying it into your mouth one slice at a time.

Then what do you think?

Some of the piles of meat vanished.

(not too sloppy......!

Seeing the situation manipulation rather than the protection of the edge of the thurst made him feel indescribable.

It's all on the palm of the Edge of Thurst, and Setuna may be doomed to defeat.