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

"Is it only the first time you like your prestige?"

Fake Drake's boring seemingly phrase makes Bain's emotions expensive.

If he aroused and stood up, False Drake was wielding a great sword disguised. An enormous amount of salvation runs through the body, forming a blade of light that is more than full. False Drake seemed to be going to smash Bain with his maximized blade of salvation.

"Ha, a joke!

Bain threw a huge axe toward Fake Drake, who had been thrust into salvation. The great axe arrived at the impostor as it spun fast by salvation, and by the time it reached its chest it had become a small tornado. But False Drake didn't even react. Keep your eyes on this one with cold temperatures, avoid the small tornado of salvation, and let them take it.

He was building a defensive barrier up front. Rescue and rescue collided and the rebellion caused an explosion, but False Drake did not make it slight. On the contrary, they are swinging down the blade of greatly enlarged salvation. I can't avoid it. Because the great sword of salvation remains the sword speed of a fake drake, not the speed that matches its mass, etc. It was no exaggeration to say that the overwhelming attack area was added to the slaughter of Divine Speed and that it was inevitable.

There is no such thing as mercy and forgiveness for fake Drake.

I didn't mean to look anything like that.

Bain poisoned his chest and raised his hands toward the blade of maximized salvation. In both hands, there is a whole spirit. It converged and disguised salvation. Even in that illusion, where the armor and cage hand were integrated, a tremendous pressure struck Bain's entire body. Impact and pressure enough for your feet to bury on the ground. But you can't lose. There is no way to lose.

"A fake can beat a real knight, though!

Roar, with even more strength, shoot out. They ejected help from the elbow side of the cage hand. Bain, who thereby pushed back extremely fast, jumped with that momentum and pushed away the blade of a fake drake as high as the air. And I just lifted it to some altitude and threw it to my left. False Drake did not resist, and as he promptly erased the blade of salvation, he looked up at this one.

"Wow. This surprised me"

Fake Drake rebuilds the phantom sword. Even one of those habitual moves reminded me of Drake Zan-Aetheria was a handicap.

"I didn't expect to handle my sword so lightly. That's the owner of the Knights' first rigidity, I suppose."

"Ha."

Bain turned his fall to the ground into an attack on a phony. They gained thrust from the rescue force that caused them to eject from the cage hand in disguise, and attempted a gliding assault on the false drake. Superimpose your fists in front of you and focus your rescue efforts to improve your destructiveness.

"I'm glad to hear you've been praised by a phony!

I meant it.

Being praised by a real Drake is a pleasure.

Drake of “Divine Martial Arts" was a powerful man in the Knights with the potential to outperform failing rings as well, and everyone targeted Drake if he were to aspire to heights in the Knights. It's impossible to go beyond Drake or something, but if we can get any closer to Drake, that should be all we can do to make it stronger.

In fact, Drake's incensed knights were everyone's strength, and Drake's Knights were the Knights' strongest troops.

Bain may surpass Drake if it's just a simple force. but overall strength made me lick spicy acid all the time, no matter Drake.

If it's real.

If it's a real Drake.

(I don't feel like it right now)

I mean, it's a phony right in front of you.

I have no hesitation in destroying that impostor.

The spirited skies assault was taken in the belly of the phantom sword and rescue exploded between the two.

"You're doing it flashy everywhere."

Luveris said as he struggled with a series of attacks by Fiennel's Twin Trident.

The covenant hill is no longer a place of intense battle where salvation flies.

Wouldn't such a battlefield be the first since the tentative initial peace came to Benoagard? The biggest battle since the “Great Destruction” has been a clash with those who have named themselves Nea Benoagard, but isn't it an exaggeration that the scale of this battle is second only to none?

There are only ten of us fighting.

But it was no stranger to the collapse of the covenant hill, which was a battlefield, than that all used salvation and had no hesitation in using illusions.

Not so much battle, before or after that fierce battle.

The Covenant Hill is an important piece of land for the current Knights, but if they fooled the Knights, there is no way.

The presence of a phony.

It is in itself a fool, a mockery, a disdain and a provocation to the Knights.

Normally deposited calm Ozfeldt can't even fly to let himself be angry. Even if it's not Ozfeld, I will.

Instead, I was impressed that, well, it was something that didn't jump instantly when the fake drake showed up. Luveris wouldn't have stayed calm.

Drake was a man of no exaggeration when it came to symbolizing power in the Knights, and he had garnered respect from everyone. Kaku Luveris has also repeatedly wished for help when Drake was sparing time, and each time he knew and respected his strength.

Such is his impostor, whose very existence is a blasphemy to the Knights, thus exposing the wrath of even Luveris.

But those Luveris' emotions seem to be completely incomprehensible to the impostors.

A false Fiennel crossed the twins forward.

"Well, shall we be flashy too?"

"Right. The best way to slaughter a phony is to flaunt him."

"Don't make me say it again and again. We are the true Saviors."

"Well, who is the Savior Knight?

Luveris asked as he stood halfway through his body trying to protrude a sudden sword of extreme color. Salvation Knight. I remember what he said.

"You think that's what our phony names are?

"Not yet."

"Many times. You're fakes, you're real beasts."

"Damn, there were some terrible stories. That's how I live."

"It's irrelevant whether you live or not."

"Well, listen. Sir Finwright. We survived with your Excellency. He was fighting evil that survived, rebounded as the Knights of Salvation, and scattered destruction and chaos into this world."

"Heh."

Luveris narrowed his eyes following a statement by a false Fiennel. It didn't sound like he was lying. He may be telling the truth about himself. But it is also a reality that the truth and the truth cannot overshadow the facts known to the Luveris.

Because the real Fiennel is dead.

"First time."

"That would be so. Until today, we forbade you to return to Benoagard."

"I wonder why? Genuine and authentic, the Knights of the Divine Table would not abandon the plight of their homeland, Benoagard."

"Benoagard should have been entrusted to Sir and others. It is us knights who live up to that trust more than you once trusted. Didn't I?"

"... right.

At the same time affirming, Luveris cut the sky at the tip of the blade. Pale light trajectories from salvation stain white and local snowstorms wind up.

"So get rid of you phonies."

That is proof of loyalty to the great Knight King Fairling.