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

Under a clear sky, bright red hair swaying in the wind is like hell's fire, yet it sits completely faceless. That is, the messenger of hell deserves it. It is ironic whether or not the word "hell" has become more suited after that appearance, which does not make you feel the pulse of life. It must not even matter how she feels about being more transcendent than her ex in the laws of the living world.

Naturally, Azmaria-Altemax is the only one who was waiting to stand at the center of the training throne. It's just beautiful to rely on the mass-produced Demon Crystal doll Al as a substitute, and to make little difference from the Demon Crystal doll itself because it hasn't made a huge difference in its appearance. It was strange, however, to get the impression that Azmaria was very different from Il and Elle just because she was living there.

Looks like you're ready.

Azmaria opens her mouth. Seeing no resentment for making her wait too long a day, she herself, I guess, had the perception that it was an abrupt suggestion. Maybe he was even thinking about being rejected.

"Oh, all three"

I look back as I affirm.

Three people go to trials in different worlds proposed by Azmaria: Faria, Miliu and Ruufa. All on their travelling outfits, holding large baggage, but they are for consideration of the possibility of prolonged trials in different worlds. It was mainly a daily change of clothing, and the clothing alone had to become a huge number, because it was also unclear whether clothing could be chosen in different worlds of destination.

I don't even know if I have time to change in the first place.

Once the trial begins, you may not even be given time to rest.

Still, I should have been ready, and I needed a day's respite just for that.

"Are you ready? Once you dive the gate, you won't be able to come back until you've finished your trial."

I guess the reason Azmaria sends out her advice is because the trials can't end in failure.

"I thought so."

"Right..."

"Well, I guess so."

"I doubt it, why? Aren't the gates always connected?

Azmaria said she would always maintain the gates in order to avoid losing sight of the different worlds to which Faria and the others would be transferred. Doesn't that just mean that the Phalia can come and go with the other world and Ils Valle?

"The Lord of Trials will not allow it."

Azmaria has told me frankly. And here's the thing.

"This side will take it unilaterally. Once you get away with it, you should think it's the last time, there won't be a second. No wonder there's something in there that you can take more than once."

"That means it depends on the mood of the subpoena armed, right?

"So is the content of the trial, but so is everything. Everything depends on how they feel. That's what summoning is all about. Not with a glimmer."

When I finished the whole advice, Azmaria turned her back on this one. Her hair swayed and she looked like a flame sprinkling fire powder.

"Okay, let's get started"

In other words, the chant of the ancient spell begins.

The singing of a good sounding demon was however worthy to be called the Summoner of the Original Ancestors. The majestic voice is deep, wide, and powerful as if to enclose the heavens and the earth of the Training Throne and to eagle the body and mind of all that is on the spot. Voices gain strength, forces spin out the surgical formula. To connect to a completely different dimensional space-time than this world and to open the gates.

"Armed Summoning"

When the demon uttered the four letters of the word, the procedure was completed. An explosive light arises, and a huge shadow shows itself out of that light. There are three giant shadows. One in front of Azmaria, one to the right and one to the left, that is, to surround the three sides of Azmaria, and they emerged. When the light can disappear, the identity of the shadow is also revealed. It's three gates each of different shapes, different from the gatekeepers. There's no mistake that they're all gate-of-vermillion.

I have seen several moments when Azmaria called its Summoning Armed Gate of Vermillion, but it is remembered that each time it was a gate of different shapes. Doesn't the Gate of Vermillion have a certain shape, or is it another reason? I can't imagine Setuna.

"These three gates invite you three to the land of trial. Stand in front of each gate."

Turn around here and Azmaria urges the Phalia's.

"Do you mind any of that?

"I don't mind."

"Then I'm... on the right."

The gate on the right was shaped like a burning flame and the gate was bright red. It may also be natural that Miliu chose red as the symbolic colour from Mizu.

I'm on the left.

The gates that Ruufa could reach were white and majestic gates. Yet I feel even the beauty and divinity to be called the gates of heaven. Whether or not he chose that gate because it suits the whiteness of silfed feathers well.

"Am I?"

Faria heads to the front gate left behind. It was leftovers, but there would be no difference in content. As far as appearance was concerned, it was a blue purple gate, with countless flowers seemingly blooming at the gate.

When each of the three arrived in front of the gate, his voice rose around Setuna.

"Good luck, master!

"Yeah, I'll take care of it, apprentice. I'll be the first to finish the trial and show you!

"Master, that's the intention!

Miliu responds with a smile to Elina's cheer, she has no feelings. I guess the support from her beloved apprentice is great for relieving her tension.

Then Emil spoke to Ruufa.

"Sir, don't just be impotent. If you have to..."

"Oh, I know. I'm not leaving you alone."

"Sir......!

The beautiful affection of the young couple also seemed dazzling to Setuna's eyes. It's about the two of us having a caged exchange of love from day to day. It's not about feeling or saying anything. Or, without envy, or jealousy, because Setsuna herself understands that a great deal of love is poured out of her surroundings.

"Goddess of War...... no, Faria. I don't know what's waiting for me in the other world, but let me just say this."

The last time I cheered, it was Miriam. On behalf of the goddess of war, Faria's mother had followed her beloved daughter to the throne of training in order to escort her travels in different worlds.

"Yes, Mother"

"I'll take care of Setuna."

"Yes!?

Everyone's unexpected word about Miriam gave Faria a bare voice, and even from Setuna in a remote place, I could see that she had a hell of a look on her face.

"I'll take care of Setsuna while you're in the other world. Don't worry about anything."

"Ooh, mother!? What are you talking about?

"Let's not!? Why is Faria's mother involved?!?

"Yes, we will take care of your husband, so don't worry!

"Absolutely."

"Right."

"You don't have to put it that way. I want to get along with everyone."

Setuna wanted to hold her head as tension and all that could have been smashed in the wake of Miriam's words. If you looked under your feet, Leona was turning to you with some sympathy.

"... could all three of you summon a summoning armed man who wants to conduct a trial just now? I don't want to waste my time."

You boiled the business, and Azmaria broke into the conversation, and took a glance at the Phalia's.

"There's only one thing you can't do."

"You can summon two, but you don't know which summoning weapon awaits you in the other world you've reached. You'll probably get there with a stronger tie."

"Okay."

Faria began to cast a spell, whether she was convinced of the demon's explanation. Ruufa and Miliu have also begun chanting spells to each of them. The technique of armed summoning consists of three levels of spells. All three kinds of psychic, martial, and sacramental sentences are mandatory, and there is no difference in normal armed summoning when it comes to psychic sentences. The difference comes from the martial arts clause, which specifies the shape and capacity of the summoning arm, and it is said that there are also some differences in the final stage, the sacrament.

For this reason, the chant of the dissolving spiritual phrase by the three seemed like a beautiful chant, and Setuna, just listened.

And it was in the time of the Trinity that the words were spun.