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

The transfer of the Walal to the “Dragon Garden” Walal district ended in the middle of the night.

Approximately five thousand Walals did not live in hiding in one place. The task of connecting one evacuation site to the “Dragon's Garden" and opening the gates leading to the next was repeated because Azmaria was dispersed and hiding in the evacuation sites secured around the world, unable to transfer everyone in one use of the Gate of Vermilion.

As a result, not only did it take time, but by the time I finished transferring, Azmaria seemed just as exhausted.

And while it looked the same as a mass-produced demon crystal doll, Azmaria's appearance of an extremely human trick mirrored oddly.

To Urk, to Irel, the Demon Crystal Doll is nothing but a Demon Crystal Doll. Urk gained personality, a heart, and an emotion, but it's hard to feel humane from that trick, though. It's so inorganic and mechanical, and that's what makes the Urks magic puppets so special.

By contrast, every single step of Azmaria, which relied on Al as a substitute, was something different from that of the Demonic Crystal doll. Although there is no expression, the emotional expression was rich, and one trick is extremely human.

"The Red Devil looks just as tired."

"Whatever it takes to transfer the Wallards"

With a dolled look, but with a voice that feels the temperature, Azmaria says.

"It took me a while to locate you."

Azmaria sighed quietly.

The "Dragon Garden” Walal district was the largest settlement in the "Dragon Garden" inhabited by fewer than five thousand people, and it was no exaggeration when it came to small cities. Planned by a group of artisans of the genus Dragon, accustomed to creating settlements inhabited by humans, the township is illuminated by the light of the Demonic Crystal lamp, which stands as a street lamp, surrounded by a fantastic atmosphere. In countless houses built for more than five thousand inhabitants, life by the Wallards had already begun, but no problems had arisen, such as housing arrangements. That and this will probably be because Walal is wrapped up in one under Queen Eliza Leia-Wallal.

"To Lyohan, didn't you go?

"There's no way you're going"

"Why?"

I dropped you off at the Empire.

It will now be more than six months before Setuna and the others left Lyohan for the Empire. but if you try Azmaria who doesn't know the situation of the setunas, it's no wonder you thought they were still in imperial territory. Depending on the circumstances of the empire, nothing was strange, even if it stayed in imperial territory for about six months.

Regardless, in that case, Lyohan would have been attacked while the Setunas remained in imperial territory, and a storm of destruction would have ravaged the world.

So, you headed for the Empire once?

"If you were in the Empire, that would have been the best, but I thought I'd get a clue without you."

"So, how'd it go?

"I've met you with a lot of elegance."

Azmaria put a bitter smile on her voice.

Setuna and Azmaria are home to the most spectacular exterior of the Walal district, its rooftops. Further processing of wood and stone cut out by dragon language magic by the craftsmen of the genus Dragon, with complex and refined decorations throughout. It's not just the exterior, it's the interior. The fact that we also have some idea of human preferences can be said to be because of the artisans. This is precisely the reason why Setuna and the craftsmen of the genus Dragon lost their minds in their work.

This building is at the request of the Wallards, the leader who brings together the resident Wallards of the Wallards district, who want it to be the building that Queen Eliza's residence deserves. The Wallards couldn't thank the Dragon's craftsmen enough for being asked to do so. The craftsmen of the genus Dragon seemed more pleased that their craftsmanship was able to show off, and they were poked about it by Ragna and Ramlesia to cloud their words.

That was hours ago, too.

It was only earlier that all the buildings were completed and all the inhabitants were assigned dwellings, and Setuna, who had to run for them, were equally exhausted, as was Azmaria.

Midnight.

Overhead, there is a clear night sky. It was a starry sky. It's also full of heaven. The countless stars shine beautifully as if they had sprinkled gems on a black cloth, breathtaking for the immensity of the moon among them. Winter night. You shouldn't have been able to do it without a cold breeze and cold clothes, but you don't have to tremble in the cold in the everlasting “Dragon Garden” of Evergreen Paradise.

A spiritual emperor in silver who presides over law and order, but that is also, I guess, the result of Langwin forgetting the role of dragon king and gaining himself.

"... you dislike it"

"You can let me say one of my dislikes. I flew all over the world to find you."

"Why not? That's our dialogue."

"... right"

Azmaria narrowed her eyes.

"You can say no if you want to. You can spit it out if you want to spit it out. If you want to hit me, you can hit me. If you want to kill me, you can kill me. I'll take everything from you."

"... so what happens"

"The world will perish"

"... Ha"

Setuna tried to turn her face away from Azmarian golden eyes.

"It's a joke that's not funny."

"I'm not kidding. Naturally, it's not funny."

"... what the hell"

I indulge in the desire to scream and exhale to push my emotions to death. If you scream, it could wake the fariahs who would have fallen asleep because of it.

"What the hell, you are. What the hell?"

"I thought you said so."

As Azmaria whispers. In secret, just such a voice that it can only be heard in Setuna's ear.

"I'm me."

"... what the hell, it"

"I am me. From the time I was born, I was me. Nothing more or less. If you're not a baby, you're not a god, you're not a demon. I was me. The presence of a soul named Azmaria-Altemax. That was me."

Azmaria says. That was the very word Setuna once heard.

"What made him an old friend of the Sixth General of the Holy Emperor and for which the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms had made a covenant with Ragnacia-Elm Dorrus, queen in green with wings. That's me."

Now, there's something I can tell you clearly.

There was only one person in the world, as she said. And the person, a betrayed quote, lost his life and cursed the world. A distant future, to be resurrected into this world again.

"My mission is to shake off the irrationality that covers this world"

I've heard it many times. Over and over and over and over and over and over. Because that thought is true, Setuna can believe her in a way.

"And it is, that is, the overthrow of the Holy King"

of the power of the Holy King, overthrown.

"For that reason I am here, and I have survived these five hundred years only for that matter. Took over a lot of flesh, sacrificed a lot of lives, got here... a little tired."

When I snapped that way, was it because of my mind or not that Azmarian's expression looked like a smile on my face?

No significant changes can be made to the look on the face of a Demonic Crystal doll. That had not changed since Azmaria relied on Al to pay for it. Azmaria has the power to transform the flesh of dependent generations. That's probably to insist that you are Azmaria, as well as making it easier for others to understand.

That's why I have to do it.

Azmaria must be Azmaria.

Otherwise, she could lose sight of herself.