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

"... why are you here when you're supposed to be dead"

When Ozfeld told him, the knights in front of him reacted to each of them.

"Dead?

"Are we"

"This is out-of-heart."

"Lord Setsuna said such a thing..."

"This is how we live"

Fiennel, Carline, Zexis, Drake, and, fail ring. Each of the five rebelled against Osfeld's remarks. Even if I took one of those reactions, it just seemed like the person itself. It was true that Ozfeld said Drake was like him.

On the other hand, it is also true that you do not feel the echo of your soul from those five people.

That fact confuses Bain.

Bain isn't the only one. Isn't everyone on this side of the scene confused?

"Even if you see that fact, do you still not believe it?

"... Your Excellency led the chosen ones to the Promised Land with Lord Quong. That and this, to save this world. To stop the battle of the“ Promised Land ”by the gods and to stop the ritual of the resurrection of the Holy King. To that end he went to the Promised Land, where his life was exhausted."

The bittersweet voice must be the very troubles of Ozfeld, who could not take part in the journey. Ozfeld loved and admired failing rings more than anyone else. If Fairling was going to die, he would have wanted to die before anyone else. But Bain can tell as much that failing to ring will never accompany him to his death.

Fairling also respected Ozfeld more than anyone else, for it was clear to him that he intended to entrust the next commander of the regiment.

The incense pottery of the failing ring had been poured into Ozfeld.

"That is the absolute fact, the unshakeable reality"

Ozfeld strongly affirmed. The voice is shaken by complex emotions. Because the failing ring in front of you is not an exaggeration when it comes to the real thing itself. But sometimes it can't be real. It's real and fake, and my heart is shaking in between.

"So what are you in front of? Who is trying to trample our hearts and minds for what reason?"

"Sir Ward. Sir, can't you believe your eyes? Am I not now in the sight of my lord?"

"Yeah, I'm here."

Ozfeld said.

Your Lordship's fake.

"I am real. Seriously, it's a real fail ring. Failing Zan-Kruse. That's me, all of me"

There was absolute confidence and unshakeable certainty in Fairling's assertions. There is no disturbance whatsoever in the sound of the voice, in the expression, in the modus operandi. If he is fake, he will only get a little lost, and I don't see any fine dust in those reactions.

From the bottom of my heart, I believe I am a failing ring.

So Ozfeld shakes his head.

"... we won't talk about it"

"Why, I don't know"

The failing ring frowns at the root. That's no different from a real failing ring to feel pressured by the force alone.

"That's what my soul says"

Ozfeld put his hand on his chest and screamed. To that word, perhaps, everyone on this side, including Bain, would have agreed.

A soul bond, screaming.

"We thirteen knights are comrades united by the bond of souls. Its life and death can be felt by the location of the united soul. His Excellency and the five knights did lose their lives in the" Promised Land ”. That's the fact. So what about you now in front of me?"

Ozfeld already seemed to see the failings as enemies. There were thorns in the statement, sharp as a blade. No, I'm slashing it with a blade of words, that's more right.

"You do not feel the bond of your souls. My soul denies you."

"Do you cut us off as fake in such a worldly discourse"

"Word of the world?"

Ozfeldt's shoulder trembled because Falling's fake remarks were what stroked his emotions back.

"If you were a true sire, you couldn't have made such a statement"

Because failing was the heart of the soul bond spinned by the Savior God Mivula. A muscle of light that stretched radially beyond the failing ring was linked to each soul, from which it spread further, connecting each soul to each other. With the disappearance of the failing ring from the bond of the soul, it is now Ozfeld that is at the centre, and the bond centered on Ozfeld, in the last three years, has become extremely strong and fat.

If you close your eyes, the light runs behind your eyelids.

It was the immense light flowing through the universe of the mind that was the bond of the soul, and once there were thirteen lumps of light, including myself there. The souls of the thirteenth knight. No, it's just five. But the brilliance, increased. The soul is bigger, the bond is fatter.

The last three years from “The Great Destruction" to today have been nothing but a deeper bond between the Baines.

"Again, you are a fake. Nothing but fake."

"Short circuit."

"Seeing you, judging you real would be so frivolous, far-fetched and short-circuited"

Ozfeld's voice, it doesn't shake.

Readiness and determination are rising and overflowing there. Through the bond of his soul, Bain also understood the thought and thus consolidated his fist. Gather help and condense into the armor.

The Knight of the Divine Table, ready to fight at any time.

Yes, the Baines were armed. Wearing armor, carrying weapons, I came to visit. I mean, from the beginning, Ozfeld was going to fight.

"I remember the shape, the colour and the sound of His Excellency's soul. So I cut you off as a fake."

As Ozfeld told him, he gently pulled out the sword that was on his hips. My body wraps up salvation and brings light. Ozfeld is not going to tolerate someone who has broken off as a fake.

It felt the same way about Bain.

If you're a phony, you don't need mercy or forgiveness.

"And I will not forgive you for making fools of your presence and all your lords' deaths."

"Ozfeld, Sir..."

It was the moment when the failing ring summoned the name of Ozfeld.

"Your Excellency is the only one who can call me that!

Osfeld killed and slashed him into a failing ring like light, remaining alias "Light Sword”. but the light filled body cuts the sky and four knights intercept the failing ring. But none of the attacks will reach Ozfeld.

If Fiennel swirls the twin trite, Luveris crosses it so that it is tangled with a sword, and if the car line pokes the spear, Rowfa takes it with a bow pattern and shifts the striking point. As Zexis swung through his machete, Sid took it and showed it with a lightning-like slash, and both fists of Bain responded to Drake's sword.

Ozfeld tries to push forward empty-handed and chase him to a jumping failing ring. The failing ring pulled out the sword. A two-wielded sword at his waist was the object of the failing ring, and his body was undoubtedly salvific.

But before being surprised by the fact, Bain realized that Drake's sword was salvaging, and a gap had therefore been created in Bain.

As Drake roared, he lifted Bain, who pinched the sword with both fists, and waved the sword.