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

The trials are welcoming.

After we broke through the first trials, even though we pinched a break in due course, there were tough trials going on.

I guess those are all lightning-related trials because the nature of the Aurora Storm is deeply related.

Though he was shot by lightning, dying, he was Faria, who had managed to break through, but on the other hand, he was in a frontier unrelated to his impatience with the never-ending trials.

The will of iron, which does not waver in anything and does not move, has been cultivated in trials.

Originally, I was complacent that Faria's calmness was overwhelming, but I was convinced that the trials made her stronger and stronger.

Even the loud chorus of thunderclouds, brilliant lightning, and resounding thunderbolts that covered the heavens were no longer felt as part of everyday life. Of course, accustomed to this probably affects, but it wouldn't be what it is, such as accustomed to the loud voice of suddenly sounding thunder.

Thanks to the trials.

Thanks to numerous trials, Faria was able to gaze calmly at something called herself.

I think about myself through what I look like on a mirrored lake.

Why am I being tested in this other world right now?

Why do we have to do that?

Do you want to go that far?

Is it for Illus Valle?

For Lyohan?

For your people?

It's a simpler reason.

Simple, concise, common reasons.

Just one, for the one I love.

Just for that one, she's here now.

It really was everything, and that's why I could stand any trial, and I didn't throw up one cry, one weak sound.

Because there is a future ahead of trials, and there is him in that future.

"Faria, you've come a long way."

When Aurora Storm's voice sounded, Faria's appearance on the lake was distorted. Aurora Storm's voice created ripples. When I look up, she's floating at the center of the ripple, just above it. Aurora Storm. I wonder if the most influential being in this other world could be called God.

But God and she, whom one faith produces, were greatly divergent beings.

"Something I've only admitted."

A crystal that wrapped thunderlights formed one form, and it went with a soft, yet majestic voice.

"Next is the final trial."

When I wondered if the entire body of the Aurora Storm emitted enormous thunder, an octave incarnation appeared, surrounding Faria.

"The final trial is simple. Shoot my incarnation, and reach me."

That's all I said, Aurora Storm disappeared.

Faria, while consolidating her fists, had to turn into a bitter face.

There have been no direct fights in previous trials, and I just thought that's what the Aurora Storm trials are all about. But they weren't all that.

On the contrary, it is obvious that if Aurora Storm is incarnated and fights with the Octopus, it will be more difficult than ever to compare to previous trials.

Though.

We'll have to do it.

Speaking to herself, she opened her mouth.

Spin the spell.

Ruufa has already passed numerous trials.

Only the trials of silfed feathers, which preside over the atmosphere and manipulate the wind, with many trials related to the atmosphere and wind, were mostly to extremes of difficulty, but they have squeezed wisdom and courage, breaking through numerous difficulties.

Of course, there were enough breaks available between trials and trials, and I was grateful for that.

"Trials are for testing you. It's not meant to kill you."

is, Sylphide Feather's word, but there seemed to be no lies there.

Yes, it is.

There was little time for Ruufa to feel comfortable.

Because I didn't have time to relax during the break either. Relax, you'll be kicked, caught or bitten by a rapist flying in from nowhere.

All of the birds living in the Seven Colors Forest are based in Silfed Feather, and it was Silfed Feather's immediate analysis that they are terribly jealous of Ruufa, who is given a test by such Silfed Feather Mizu.

Therefore, he wants to eliminate Ruufa and expel him from the Seven Colors Forest.

Regardless, if Silfed Feather couldn't have wanted that, he couldn't have forgiven it, but no matter how harsh Silfed Feather was, the forest birds would have attacked Ruufa without worrying about that. There's nothing I can do about all this, Sylphide Feather said.

It's hard to be loved too much.

Countless wings reached Ruufa's ears if he wanted to reinforce his narrative against the mildly laughing Silfed Feather that it was not funny, etc.

That's why Ruufa couldn't make it to Sylphide Feather.

In the meantime, as he fell asleep in the corner of the Seven Colors Forest, the shadow covered his head.

"Come on, Ruufa. Have you had plenty of rest? It's time for a trial."

"Oh, I'm off."

If you open your eyelids, you will see wings that cover the sky, far ahead of your gaze.

"This is the final test."

There was a storm rolling along with such a Silfed Feather statement, and I noticed that what was also supposed to be a black Silfed Feather was in front of Ruufa.

I am thinking about many of the trials I have broken through so far.

Miliu's trials presented to Laversoul were still often associated with magnetic forces.

Loversoul's ability as a subpoena was to manipulate magnetic forces. The ability of the summoning arm is related to the original appearance of the summoning arm, its original ability.

So when it comes to what is associated with magnetism in Laversoul, I'm not sure about that.

The presence of Loversoul, which appeared before Miliu, is not a real image. Laversoul is the mechanism that manages and operates this continent of the other world. It is the self that sprouted on the mechanism, and the illusion that the self created, is the Loversoul that appeared before Miliu, and she who saw it in the narrow space of her dreams.

Laversoul as a mechanism has the ability to manipulate magnetic forces, no doubt first. but that didn't seem to be everything. Seems like it's just part of my ability.

In other words, Miliu is calling only part of Laversoul as a subpoena.

If all of Laversoul could be summoned as a summoning arm, would Miliu's combat ability be greatly improved?

Or.

"Miliu"

If I looked up in my voice, Loversoul would have stood. Fantasy of Loversoul. The figure of the red and beautiful woman is the very figure of her familiar to Miliu.

"Then let's say it's our final trial."

Loversoul said.

Soft voices familiar to the ears are a little, not enough, to take Miliu's consciousness into a state of combat. Because it's too kind.

"Is that it?

Most importantly, Miliu was jumping up on the floor when he noticed the shadow holding him back behind Loversoul.

"Final Trial...... Hey"

Miliu smiled bitterly, staring at himself as he emerged from behind Laversoul.

I had never imagined a trial that had nothing to do with magnetism would come at the end of the day.