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

Setsuna sat down on the spot. The thread of tension broke and I couldn't stand. Though he was thoroughly defensive, no, that's why he remained mentally nervous.

All you have to do is minimize the changes caused by this behavior to take a certain shape in the future that continues to diverge and fluctuate. If you control your opponent's behavior in this way, you can also control the future. It was the defense of the iron wall for that matter, and it was the defense side for that matter.

Setuna found such a winning muscle only because she drained her health.

Unlike the inexhaustible "shadow”, it worked very effectively for Setsuna that she had limited physical and mental strength.

Exactly the same condition as the "shadow" - that is, Setsuna might also have continued to follow parallel lines, if she had been given endless physical and mental strength, not following such tactics.

The depletion of health slowed the movement, and the fact made Setuna think about reducing the wastage of health caused by wasted behavior.

I know what's in their hands, and I can predict their behavior. If you consolidate your defense, you've figured out what attack you're going to break your guard with, and what kind of onslaught you're going to wage, so you can take it. And as I thoroughly guarded him, I saw the light.

In other words, restricting one's own actions would also limit one's “shadow” behavior, and in doing so one would be able to shake one's "shadow” emotions. The more “shadow” is a perfect reproduction of Setuna, the more effective the tactics Setuna has taken. Because Setuna can't always be settled and calm, even on the battlefield. Well, it's emotional, and worse, it's direct.

It is not impossible to remain calm if it is advantageous in the fight, but when the war situation antagonizes and the dark clouds start to stand up, it is impossible to say the same.

The idea, “Shadow”, no longer found a chance to win in Setuna's Iron Wall guard, so that he could not hide his frustration and leave himself to the fierceness. The frustration and anger maximized the power of the "shadow," but at the same time became so calm that it made him forget his breathing methods.

The power of the black spear increased, while the physical ability decreased.

It was the path to Setuna's contemplated victory, and the end of the battle carried things as he wished. It wasn't hard to kill the “shadow” that broke into the gap. Nevertheless, when it came to how much time it took to take it that far, it only seemed awesome, and the strength drained for it was tremendous.

It can no longer be called exhausting, and if there are things that the trials go on further, that is what we cannot forbid despair.

The spear had disappeared at some point.

I didn't repatriate him, but he's disappearing. Which would mean that that black spear wasn't a real black spear. Like the “shadow" black spear, it was a fake prepared by that trial. Nevertheless, I don't even feel that the reproduction rate is too high when it comes to fakes.

An unlimited number of fakes close to the real thing.

Isn't it like a “shadow”?

With that in mind, a cool breeze stroked his cheek and the sound of the waves pounding against the beach gently stained his earlobes.

Turning around, the dark sea was gleaming with a faint glow, indiscriminately reflecting the light pouring from nowhere. There is an old man floating in black over it, staring at this one with his shimmering red eyes. Mask of dispersal. I guess I came out because I shot the "shadow," but the old man's first voice was just a little scary.

Because it was not possible to say that the trial was not over, etc.

I arouse my heavy body to get up and go at the waves. Make sure you drag your feet on the beach and walk away one step, one more step. Breathing was rough, like a "shadow” forgetting the War Dragon calling method. That unique breathing technique was still the stage I was consciously using, and I still hadn't had enough workout to get to the stage where my body was using it on its own, even without consciousness.

If he could have taken it to such a state, Setsuna would be very strong, even as just a human being. but that's still a story ahead of us.

Now, it may be called a tragic state of affairs that prevented him from continuing to maintain his breathing methods, and his heavy body had to remain heavy and continue to suffer from fatigue and depletion.

I have no choice.

The old man opened his mouth as a pleasant tidal wave greeted him as he approached the wave strike when the dark wave pushed him back.

I must say, "My Lord has chosen you."

The admiration of the old man's letting go was unexpected too, and he was, purely, surprised.

"They also broke through the final trial. This is no exaggeration when it comes to a feat to be proud of in the millions of worlds. Let us not only our families, but the devils also praise you, and let your head drip."

"Isn't that too much praise for anything...?

"Say what"

The Mask of Dispair overtook Setuna's doubts.

"You don't have to admire such a great feat. Anyway, this is the first time this hell has happened since it opened."

"Ever since Hell opened..."

That said, I didn't feel any better than I don't even know when this hellish thing was opened. I'm sure this world of dreams wasn't just opened the other day, but I couldn't imagine, to be honest, that for hundreds or thousands of years this world of dreams of hell itself continues to exist.

In the first place.

It's also hard to believe that black spears and their families are living for centuries and thousands of years.

Summoning weapons are said to be weapons and protective equipment that exist in different worlds. It's not an exaggeration to say that I've come to the point that that's apparently different, but it's only since this hell that I've come to have thoughts close to certainty.

Isn't the incarnation of the family the body, not the incarnation?

In other words, isn't it the armor, the wand, the appearance of being a mask that should also be described as an incarnation?

It was only with this eye that I began to think so, because I saw and felt the liveliness of my relatives.

In short, they are creatures, intelligent beings, that exist in a world different from the Illus Valle.

Setsuna summons them as weapons and protective equipment.

That is the art of armed subpoena, and isn't its form as a weapon or protective gear when subpoenaed a far cry from its original appearance?

It is unclear whether that can only be said of the black spear and his family, or whether it can be adapted to other summoning armies, but at least he was so sure of the black spear and his family.

That's why I also have doubts.

The fact that they are inhabitants of another world is fine in itself. Let's also understand that they become weapons and protective equipment as incarnations. And for admitting also that the world is this hell, the question remained as to how long they were spending in this world.

Mask of Dispersal is a good time to spend hundreds or thousands of years of your life.

Otherwise, it is not so much a feat that can boast a million worlds of the fact that Setuna has broken through the final trials.

"Well, Lord Setsuna... No, Master Setsuna, you should say"

The old man in black not only changed his tone, but even his attitude.