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

The desolate earth seemed to continue everywhere.

A terrain rich in ups and downs and unable to grasp a clear shape due to the intensity of the irregularities. I don't see one grass tree, and all I see in my sight are purple crystal-like crystals that protrude beyond the ground. The sight of them stretching out toward heaven as if they were trees and growing branches can even be described as fantastic. I even get the impression that instead of grass trees are purple crystals.

Purple crystals are popping out of the ground. As if the grass were growing.

This is a different world.

I know you shouldn't think about things on the same scale as Illus Valle.

Yesterday, since I decided to conduct training in different worlds, I have been hearing a lot from Setsuna, who can also be considered the forerunner of training in different worlds. There is no more valuable source than Setuna's experience, and not only Faria, but Miliu and Ruufa listened to him as he ate in. According to that, it seemed better to think that Ils-Valle's common sense would not work at all.

In Setuna's case, it was only a forethought that he was hopefully killed countless times, that he was sometimes thrown into a situation where he would not die even if he died of hell, which might not be very helpful, but his story made a lot of sense.

At the very least, it seems certain that stereotypes should not be brought into the other world.

Faria also got tired of walking with her big luggage on her back, stopping her legs.

The wilderness continues as far as I can see. The weather was the same rough pattern, and the weather didn't seem strange whenever I got out. Occasionally, when the lightning rushing through the clouds brought in thunderbolts, it frightened me each time. The thunder was so awesome that it shook heaven and earth that every time it was something that the purple crystal grass (and she did what she thought) would shine, it was dazzling to her eyes as well. That was also a reaction as if it were resonating rather than reflecting thunder.

Strange, but the impossible can also happen in different worlds if Illus Valle.

Although the weather is rough, the climate itself did not seem to differ significantly from that of Iles Valle. At least it seems to be a world where humans can live. Otherwise, you can either lose your life at the moment when the inter-world transition succeeds, or you can walk around for so long.

I've been walking for hours already. I still carry a bag of clothes and food. That's not unmotivated if you think of it as training either, but she finally had to unload the bags to the ground. Fatigue is appearing in the body. Just a few hours. Well, a few hours. I guess if this is the Lyohan I'm used to seeing, I can walk around as much as I want, but being a strange world and continuing to wander amongst the irreplaceable scenery may drain me mentally.

Azmaria said that because we trace the power of the subpoena, the body of the subpoena was also supposed to be near the destination.

Yet these past few hours, I've searched around and I can't find it. On the contrary, it's one thing that doesn't change the landscape, so come on, Faria was getting spicy.

(What do you mean...)

I was in the mood to smash one of my grievances toward Azmaria as well.

No matter how much you walk around these past few hours, you can't even feel what Aurora Storm is and the signs of its existence. Wherever you look around, all you see in your eyes is a desolate earth, a mass of purple crystals, and only a sky covered by thunderclouds.

Nothing else.

There was no sign of a creature, and it was as if solitude were creeping in.

(Where are you? Aurora Storm)

I tried to call it out in my voice, and I stopped. It wouldn't make sense to do that. There's no way Aurora Storm doesn't know about Faria, and if they were finding her over there, they'd call me. Anyway, she and Aurora Storm have been dating for over a decade. I remember meeting again and again in the confines of my dreams, and each time I told them different things. It is such a gruesome and uncertain event that you will forget if you wake up, but each time your bond with Aurora Storm has deepened, as a matter of fact, it remains.

Yes, it is.

The trust between Faria and Aurora Storm must have been built a long time ago. Yet he says it's still not enough. They say it needs to be deeper and stronger. Otherwise, I cannot contribute to the fight against Nea Gandia, against the Lion God Emperor.

I can't help Setuna.

Faria, exhaling quietly, stood up. Bear the bags and walk out. It can't be a destination or anything. I have no idea, and I just have to keep getting lost. Still, I had no choice but to walk believing that one day I would arrive. If we don't move forward, we'll never get there for the rest of our lives. but if we continue to move forward, we will definitely reach our destination one day. That's why we're looking for lice.

I feel confident if I have strength.

I've been working out a lot. There was pride in not being so much of a human being as a warrior as not even a fierce warrior. In fact, how many warriors in the world have stepped on as much experience as the Phalia's? He dives through numerous battlefields, crosses countless dead lines, sees hell, and still lives.

(You can't turn up the sound to this extent)

Just a few hours.

He said he didn't know how long it would take to finish the trial, but there's no way he could possibly break his heart in those first few hours, such as fighting Nair Gandia.

I can't stand next to Setuna or anything.

We have to be the right people for Setsuna.

When I thought so, nature and power gushed. The bags seemed lighter. And as we move forward so that we can take every step of the way, from time to time, we look around to see where we are. The Gate of Vermillion is already invisible. However, there were no problems with turning back because the landmarks were coming on the road.

A landmark is a wound carved with a short knife in a purple crystal tree. None of the purple crystal trees are scratchy, so if you follow a scratched tree, you won't go the wrong way.

As such, Faria, who walked for more than an hour, reached the hilltop where her first goal was. That hill, also known as the Purple Crystal Hill, was covered in countless purple crystal grass and had a presence that drew a line with other hilly areas. That is also why Faria decided to go for that hill. The terrain is full of ups and downs. There were many other hills. But it was oddly remarkable that only that hill was covered in purple crystal grass to the heavenly side.

Isn't something waiting for you?

Something to feed your training, even if it's not an Aurora Storm.

Faria went for the hill with such expectations in her heart. At this time, I made the decision that it doesn't have to be an Aurora Storm because I remembered the purpose.

You can call it a grief.

To stand next to Setuna and fight with him. That was all she had so far.

And it is not in the form of training that we should detain ourselves to do so, it is an achievement.

That's why I went for the hill, and it was Faria who climbed the hill, but when I reached the top of the hill, she saw a landscape she wouldn't imagine, and lost her words.

It was spread across the hill.