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

"I have heeded the voices of the little ones, which I would not have been able to do without. That's the beginning of it all. It's the beginning of my Langwin-Silfe Dorrus."

Langwin says, given the years from the birth of the distant, but dragon king to this day, try to remember the events of a day that is never far away, but rather too close. The sounds filled with that loving smell seem like a manifestation of motherhood that she did not once have with her.

"At that time, I can assure you with certainty that I have finally raised my voice. The billions of years spent by then were me as the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms, as a function, and I guess there was no real me there. There can be no emotions, no heart, no self, etc. A function that exists only to silently look at the world and extend its life. Therefore there is no suffering, no pity. There is only a willingness to fulfill a mission. No, whether you can call it will or not"

The monologue, no confession, of the spiritual emperor of silver was as comprehensible and convincing as it was of himself for Ragna. It must also be understandable to Ramlesia. If you are the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms, the same thing.

The Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms, who had no emotions, no heart and was just a function, was pursued for his position by being sealed of his authority. Isn't it still only ironic that you established yourself by doing so? As long as they remained on the Dragon King's throne, the Ragnas would never find their true selves.

"At least I could say that until then, five hundred years ago, there was nothing I could call myself."

"Right. I agree."

Ragna nodded, naturally. but.

"Ha..."

"Ragnasia......"

Ramlesia gave a dazzling expression that even Langwin could not hide his temptations. Regardless, it was an unimaginable reaction for Ragna, and she was the one who looked up to her.

"Hey, what are you doing!? You think I'm saying something wrong!?

"No..."

"Ragnasia... I mean you had no self at liberty, etc., very..."

"Feel free too! It was part of a function called Ragnasia-Elm Dorrus..."

"No, no, no."

"Really?"

"That's right. That's how it's decided. I can only be like myself because I met Setuna and the others. Before that, you will do the same to me and to me after the encounter between Setuna and fate."

When the ragna rose, there was often silence. For dozens of seconds, similar to its original silence, Langwin and Ramlesia were still face-to-face with each other, showing something to conceive of. It's also a reaction that has no guidelines at all for Ragna.

"Well... let's just leave it at that"

"Right. Otherwise, we're not going to be able to talk about it."

There was also dissatisfaction with the attitude of both of the frightened and dissatisfied, but that is not the point. We can't talk like Langwin did when we were there. So she nods to Eagle Deep.

"Mm-hmm. You better tease me."

"I also feel like I'm just getting more and more free... is that okay"

"Do you call it free feeling or selfish"

"Whatever. We already know what we want from each other. It's Langwin."

"Yes, Ragnasia"

"Do you think the last 500 years are as noble as the billions of years that have gone by?

Ragna showed him, poking at the core.

"... As I said earlier, I love what lives in the Garden of Dragons, and I love myself so much for mercifying them. That is no longer order or law. It's an emotion as an individual, and it's not an exaggeration to be rooted in instinct."

"Uh-huh."

"I can no longer destroy them... my dear children."

Langwin's strong thoughts also echoed Ragna's heart. That must be an understandable emotion if the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms is the reincarnated dragon who has repeatedly lived and died in the midst of billions of years of being equal.

"It is well known that it is a serious judgment in the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms. Still, I want to protect the future of the Dragon Garden, which I've built over the last five hundred years, and the many children who live there… so strongly."

"The future of the Dragon Garden, not the future of the world."

"You can't blame me for being naughty. It's just like me."

Ragna went, staring into Langwin's eyes.

"As long as Setuna and the others are safe, No matter how many lives the world changes, how many lives it loses."

That is what would have argued that if the Setunas were not to disappear by the Genesis regression, there should be an immediate Genesis regression. But reality isn't so sweet. Everything must be washed away in order to erase the ruinous existence of the power of the Holy Emperor, so to erase that power, which should also be called vengeance from the past. Only the world itself and the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms are allowed to spare Genesis regression. Everything else vanishes in an instant.

There are no exceptions.

Setsuna, whom Ragna can love and love, is also powerless in front of the Genesis Regression. It plays like a bubble and disappears, leaving nothing behind. If there's anything left, it's just memory. Nor is it but a memory to be engraved only by the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms. There's nothing left in the world.

"That's outrageous. But let's agree. I, too, disagree with Genesis regression. I can't admit that my father lost everything he loved and that he lost Faria."

"Are you sure? As a result, this world is going to ruin, isn't it?

"There's nothing good or bad about it. Genesis regression, after all, is just postponing the ruin of the world. I'm sure you know that well."

"... right"

"... Yep"

Neither Ramlesia nor Langwin pinched any objections.

The world is not lasting.

Eternity does not exist.

There can be no immortality, and everything will eventually be exhausted and extinguished.

And then it spins, and it starts anew.

It is the manifestation of that truth that can be called the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms.

The creators, who should not have been impossible to create a simulated immortality, somehow created Ragna and the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms as incomplete beings. In other words, as beings with limited life and decaying flesh. Such an imperfect being that in some cases even weak beings like humans can kill you. But it was the power of reincarnation that was given to make up for that imperfection. Perhaps it should be referred to as a function of reincarnation.

That meant that death was not the end, but a new beginning, and that was something the world could do.

I'm sure, but...

"We're just life-extending devices. of this world. Illus Valle. What's the point of continuing that forever. Wherever is the need to abandon this world and compel those who have been left behind?"

"Totally... you're right about Ragnasia"

"Exactly. As long as we make our way to the Gone Creator and wash away the world we are in..."

"Wait, wait. I will not forgive you for sitting and waiting for the world to perish."

Ragna hastily cracked into Langwin's disturbing tone.

"Ragnasia... So what do you mean?

"Let's face it"

"Face it......"

"Again, don't"

"Well? I have Setuna. Setsuna is not the user of the Demon King's Staff. If he were chosen as the Demon King of the Million Worlds, there's no way he could have done so much to dispense with the power of the Holy King."

Ragna made a big deal out of it and assured him.

If you're sure, there is.

Because the only person Ragna admitted to was Setuna.