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

The name of Biki Lion was Danol.

It is no exaggeration to say that this spiral corridor, the guardianship of the garden of the Virgin of Thunder, is a mission and lives only for it. Because of his intentions, his temper, his high level of loyalty to the Lord can be seen. It would also have softened his attitude to Faria with the Lord's voice. There is no question whether we see the Lord first and the Lord's thoughts as absolute. Perhaps I can say that I am renouncing my thoughts, but in this case, I was not thankful for Faria.

There was nothing wrong with proceeding along the spiral corridor through the garden of the Thunder Virgin.

Apart from Danol, there were many guardians of the garden, but I guess they all received orders from the Lord, just like Danol. Nothing blocked Danol and Faria from going their way. On the contrary, it seemed to welcome Faria with the most salute, and for that polite hospitality, Faria was more confused. Because it's called a trial, because I just thought that a tougher reality was what was waiting for me. But if you open the lid, it's just a generous welcome, and I'm not talking about clapping it out.

The figure of a guardian other than Danol was similar to Danol's. It was a kind of beast, a raptor, made up of bitter crystals, all boasting a giant body that transcended man superiorly. Some guardians were like wolves, some guardians were like great eagles, but I didn't see any guardians, like humans.

Maybe there are no human-type organisms in this world.

A different world. It wasn't surprising that there were no human-like figure creatures, and rather, it would be more wrong to be there and take it for granted. Illus Valle's, the common sense of the Phalia people doesn't work. In fact, to this world, Faria's common sense was hardly common. It is a society woven by alien beasts who use words. You can't possibly apply the common sense of Illus Valle there either.

It was somewhat boring that the garden of the Thunderbolt Virgin, arguably the spiral corridor itself, had to just advance through a vast but irreplaceable landscape. When it comes to surprises, it's about the guardians other than Danol, who very rarely encounter them. It is also an almost instantaneous event, with no exchanging of words.

Danol barely spoke, apart from introducing himself.

It hardly answers Faria's questions.

Asking the name of the Lord did not tell me, asking me about the state of this world, did not answer me. Speaking of what you told me, it's about the name Danol and his role, the name here. Maybe I'm not allowed to answer otherwise.

By Aurora Storm.

Eventually, the end point of the spiral corridor was visible.

In other words, the passage of the spiralling purple crystal, at its center, in the middle of a deep mist seen from the top of the hill.

In the meantime, there wasn't a single problem, and I even got time to rest my legs, so there's nothing to say.

Eventually, Danol stopped, probably because he reached the heart of the garden of the Thunder Virgin.

In the centre there was a temple plated building assembled in countless purple crystals. It was undoubtedly created by the hand of something, not naturally made up. The temple could not be said to be a work of art combined with countless purple crystals, and Falia was breathtaking in the sight of its appearance. There is a beauty that I don't think belongs in this world. Moreover, like other purple crystals, it resonated with the lightning in heaven and glowed, but either by the arrangement of calculated purple crystals or by a complex way of glowing. It's not like the crystals in the garden of the Thunder Virgin just shine like ripples.

Shine beautifully, vividly, and indiscriminately.

"This is..."

"Bedroom of our Lord."

"Bedroom..."

Crunchy as a rumble, but the appearance was very unlikely to be a bedroom or anything. As I thought earlier, it was built to be nothing but a temple, and I couldn't help but sleep on it.

"Come on, let's go. The Lord is waiting."

"Yeah... Thanks for taking us so far."

"There is no sardine to be thanked. I did my job only."

Danol sat down on the spot when he told him without a nibble. And I turn my gaze to the temple all the time to tell Faria to come and see the Lord as soon as possible.

Faria, although somewhat distracted, turned her foot to the temple, which she immediately recalled. On the road, I take plenty of rest. There's nothing wrong with that.

The entrance to and exit from the garden of the Lady of Thunder, the temple that could be laid at its centre, was either to welcome Faria or open. It's the bedroom. It should usually be closed.

If we walked through the entrance and exit of the purple crystal, there was a front door and the door was also open for us to go behind it. The door is also made of purple crystal and beautifully crafted. Although that can be said of the entire temple.

The moment she dived through the door, she held her breath unintentionally. I had a feeling the air had changed. Such a feeling, like a current running through your skin. Tensions rush through the nerves from the skin, opening a pore called a pore all over the body, which strengthens the muscles. but in the next moment, such tensions are also resolved.

Why.

Behind the door was a room colored by purple crystals, because there she was waiting for what she had imagined. And the moment I see it, I'm inadvertently opening my mouth.

"Aurora Storm......"

"I've been waiting, Faria. Faria Belfaria-Aslalia. My dear contractor."

It was the altar and the thought that welcomed me with a soft and serene voice, the presence of aliens nestled on the pedestal. It is unclear whether the beautifully crystalline body, very similar to Danol's, is because she is the Lord of the Guardians, or whether the creatures of this world in general are, but its appearance, like a mass of mystery and fantasy, was familiar.

That's because the Aurora Storm has remained as it has been for the last decade, when it has repeatedly appeared in the confines of its dreams and exchanged words without bounds.

It was the aurora storm that characterized the beast, the raptor, and the alien beings that combined the characteristics of both, but could not help but feel the feminine whisper somewhere. Even though she is a beast, her expression is Mother Mercy herself. The wings grown on the back can be described as the very wings of the Aurora Storm as a subpoena weapon, but I see no other element that matches when subpoenaed. The size, appearance, and everything were different.

Azmaria's explanation that the summoning armed was a forcible arming of the existence of another world would have meant that it was true.

"Just now, you have to take the test."

"Suddenly."

Faria was surprised because she didn't have time to rejoice in seeing each other.

"Even for me, it is my sincere intention to rejoice and tell you that I have thus met you in person, but you will not be able to afford it"

"Yeah... you're right"

"Thou hast sought strength, hast visited this world, hast visited me. Then I shall live up to thy expectations. Because I want to be yours, just as you ask me for strength."

What Aurora Storm said could have been described as Faria's thoughts themselves. Aurora Storm is drawing Faria's thoughts. That's why he's trying to start a trial as soon as possible.

"I have one thought. One mind, too. But in order to use me as a Summoning Armed Aurora Storm, there are trials that must be overcome."

"Where I want to be."

Faria nodded strongly, taking Aurora Storm's soft, but straight knot.

I'm better prepared than I am.

Otherwise, there is no way to challenge the other world.