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

Even so, Setuna's belly rang. Exactly the third time, though the gods also showed how accustomed they were, Setsuna himself seemed somewhere embarrassed. Not only that, but the way vitality is lost from the whole body can be seen from its expression.

No vivacity, I guess this is what you mean.

Such human beings have seen it more than once.

"If I stay like this, I'm gonna starve to death."

I've heard stories about people who survived without drinking or eating.

"Well, we'll figure it out in a few days."

As Setuna pointed her mouth to denounce Ragna's teapot, Midgard, who had operated the regulator's terminal until then, suddenly pinched her mouth.

"Shall I show you to the dining room?"

"Huh? The dining room? Is there a dining room? Here?"

"Yeah, sure."

Midgard nods naturally. The Midgard voice emanating from the body of the Demonic Crystal Doll still doesn't stick, but I guess I'll have to take the time to get used to all this.

Even if he's not Midgard himself.

Urk was listening to the two conversations quietly. The beloved Lord and the Demonic Crystal doll that houses the personality of the Creator.

Midgard is dead.

By Evel, the Black Yang God, he was killed.

That's the hard truth. But at the same time, as a reality, there exists a magic crystal doll that has been transplanted with Midgard's personality, and its magic crystal doll behaves like Midgard itself. No discomfort there, no discomfort. On the contrary, Urk realizes that he has himself adapting. Are you trying to make up for his mental vulnerability by recognizing that he is Midgard?

We're trying to cover up the fact that Midgard is dead by the reality that the Demonic Crystal doll Midgard.

"This magic castle was created in my time as a human being."

"Oh, so there's even a dining room..." But the dining room, is it? "

"One day there could be a lot of Demon Crystal Technicians here - dreaming about it like that... no, you don't"

"Ha."

"Probably a condolence to them."

"Condolences..."

"This used to be a research facility. A complex with integrated laboratories and weapons factories, named the Magic Crystal Institute of Technology. It was no exaggeration to say that such a facility, launched with complainants that the Kingdom of Holy Deal made domestic security perfect and also to develop the country, was the core of the Demonic Crystal technology in the Holy Kingdom".

In the back of Urk's brain listening to Midgard's story, there was a sight to be described as a routine at the Demonic Crystal Institute.

And all I can think of is that day when Urk's startup experiment was successful.

It was later to be called the Day of Miracles by the staff of the Institute, on May 5, 500 2 of the Continental Calendar.

I later learned that it was not an oddity or anything that it was Setuna's birthday, it was a miracle that happened because it was Setuna's birthday.

It was Ragna as a flying dragon that Azmaria-Altemax offered as a gift for Setuna's birthday, and Setuna said she unleashed the power of the black spear to crusade the flying dragon. And by doing so, the waves of Setuna that spread all over the world awakened Urk.

I remember the moment most vividly.

All of a sudden, the light was full.

And so many researchers, technicians and staff, who were born a being called themselves and started it in Midgard, blessed me with a great deal.

At that time, I didn't understand anything about the modulation that happened to me by it.

Because I had no knowledge.

Now, I know.

It was a pleasure.

I was delighted and filled with joy.

Everyone welcomed me with a full smile, at that moment, the sight.

It was all lost, too. Lost and dead again.

"Yes, there were many technicians here besides me. It took a lot of people to manage and operate the facilities, what was involved in studying magic crystal technology, what was involved in weapons development, and that is the facility to name the country. It must have been inevitable that one person from all over the country came together and became an institute-centric city."

"Research city…"

"Yeah, exactly. Research Cities"

Midgard said with emotion and sentiment.

"By the time I got back here, everything had been lost. Even with research cities, the group of institutions collapsed, and no survivors were alone."

Setuna's “Great Destruction” destroyed the Demonic Crystal Technology Institute. And took the life of every single one who would have been there. Some of them may have survived the Great Destruction. But when Midgard got here, no one was there. Even if I could survive, I couldn't keep living, or did I leave here?

I'd like to hope it's the latter, but if Evel is something that will keep the lab staff alive.

"And I made their graveyard in the magic castle, but it was not enough to fill an empty hole in my heart. So maybe he was trying to recreate the facility that was once in the lab and comfort his mind from scratch."

It was also left on the other side of oblivion as it was driven by vengeance against Evel.

Midgard's voice contained perhaps pity, and the thought was well conveyed to Urk. Even if it was the mind that was transferred to the doll, he was, indeed, Midgard, she thought.

"... a little too immersed in sentiment. Now let me show you around."

"Oh, yes... what, Ragna?

Setuna followed Midgard with her eyes after a little flying dragon from above her head. That was a surprise to Urk as well. Because usually, no matter what minor errands, Ragna follows Setuna.

Ragna said, flying around with his little wings winged and descending on Urk's lap.

"I'll stay here. 'Cause I'm not a strange creature that makes you belly like you."

"Well said. You're weirder to live without eating anything."

"Phew, of all the people here, it's not just the belly ringing."

"Well, yes."

Setuna left the room in a light exchange of words with the Urks when she looked as sinister as she had shrugged towards Ragna.

It didn't take long until the interior was surrounded by enough silence to compare to earlier. It won't be long.

Not only Mayuri God, but the gods seemed to silence everyone and think something, neither Il nor Elle have linguistic function, and Urk himself, is not possessor of an aggressively speaking personality. If the most active Ragna doesn't have someone to talk to, too, it's normal to go round and sleep.

In that case, nature, silence will come.

And that's not necessarily uncomfortable either.

It was Ragna who broke such silence, after all or somehow.

"... I'm not lying"

"Lie, is it?

Urk, properly, looked down at the little flying dragon on his lap. The small creature of emerald colour has his neck pointed in the direction of the door through which Setuna, no longer visible, dived.

"Uhm. Lies."

"What, are you lying?

Ragna comes with some certainty, but Urk doesn't know what it is.

"The word of our beloved Lord."

"Did Setuna say that?"

"Goodbye."

The good thing about Ragna is, after all, we can't even see Urk. It's not because Setuna has a big premise that she can't be lying. There's no reason to lie, she thinks.

"What is it?"

Neither did Urk understand the identity of the complex emotions embedded in Ragna's statement, and the confusion only deepened.