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

"Not necessary? What's this all about? You know something?

"Think with your own head for a second."

Lunia comes in a chilling sigh in response to Sigurd's question.

"How many people are on this island, such as those things that can start that fire?

"Uh... ah?

Sigurd compared Lunia to Bachlia as he leaned his neck. Bakhlia's fire builds momentum over time. What was just a pillar of fire was no longer burning up the interior of Bakhlia like a sea of flames, and the Sigurds didn't care. We have to do something as soon as possible, I think, while I don't know what to do.

I'm also concerned about what Lunia has to say.

Surely it won't be a natural fire or anything, and if someone just set the city on fire, it can't be all that big a fire. In hot springs, there was plenty of water and measures had been taken thoroughly in the event of a fire. Even if it's a little late to notice the fire, there can't be that much fire.

So what the hell is this all about?

"More so. That's not a real fire."

Because Lunia has been saying unexpected things, Sigurd raised his bare voice.

"Huh?"

"Fake...... what?

"Oh. It's a phantom flame"

"A magical phantom?

"Yes."

"But who..."

"There's no one else but your mother who can manipulate that perfect phantom."

As Lunia proudly put it, the flames that kept burning were so perfect that they certainly didn't look fantastic. From a distance, it just looks like a real flame, no matter where you look or what you think. From the blazing flames, I wonder if I can feel the heat.

"Master Luska?

"Why again...?

"That's what I want to hear."

Lunia, for the first time there, put her doubts on her face.

"Why is your mother here..."

Lunia's mother is Lyuska, the queen of Lyudys. Lyuska is at the same time the wife of Yubel the Demon King of Mechidsar, that is, the Demon Queen. And Lewdies, mother of many Lewdies and mother of Lewska, is called “Daughters”.

Lunia is one of the "daughters”.

"You mean you're here? Master Lyuska?

"That's what I'm saying. Perhaps Master Yubel will be with us..."

"I see... I can read it"

"What's the matter, you're scared"

"What are you afraid of?"

"No, I've been able to read with just this much information, because I'm usually scared"

"What are you talking about? Think about it and you'll see."

"No, no, no."

"So what have you been able to read?

It was somewhat understandable to him, himself, that Astar would have learned some frustration against Sigurd. Because Ein got in the way of trying to move on.

"Master Lyuska and Master Yubel would have seen Nea Gandia's fleet go north and thought it might be a good opportunity to move counter-attack operations into action. And in order to ascertain the real situation, they brought the troops all the way to Bakhlia. Then what do you think?"

"Bakhlia was too thin, so you moved it to execution?

"Even so, I don't know if I'm right."

"... if that's the right answer, why the phantom flame again?

"Wouldn't it be because if you used a real flame, it would do a lot of damage to Bakhlia"

"I see. But the Imperial Devil thought that far..."

That's good, Sigurd mumbled. It was Sigurd who knew best the existence of an imperial demon who was extremely friendly to man, and because his friendly imperial demon was right in front of him.

Most importantly, Lunia watched as she devoured the phantom flames and didn't seem to be listening to this one.

"Isn't it something like attacking where you've caused confusion with phantom flames and controlling garrison troops..."

"So you're saying we just have to wait in silence?

"Well, you will"

"There's no way"

Lunia chewed on Ain smiling.

"If your mother is fighting, let her fight."

"Oh, hey... it's gone"

Lunia, when magically floated in the sky, flew straight over Bakhlia. I don't even have time for Sigurd to pull it off. And assuming I had time for that, there was no way I could be held back. The most important thing for "daughters” is the Mother Queen. If the queen is fighting on the front line, it is only natural that she should behave like Lunia.

"Don't you have to chase me?

"How are you going to chase me?"

"Let Mr. Zephyros fly you or something."

"You're gonna die."

"No, no, I can't believe Mr. Sigurd's dying."

"You know... even though I'm sturdy, I'm just a human being."

Even so, Sigurd couldn't help but wonder how Bakhlia was doing.

If Lyudys queen Lyuska is in the war, she won't lose to just a few garrison opponents, and there shouldn't be anything wrong with Lunia rendezvous there.

Yubel watched the blazing flames.

The fierce fire of Red Lotus, which surrounds downtown Bakhlia and burns down everything, was in the midst of rapidly expanding its forces and did not know where to stay.

One who screams and runs away. It's not very comfortable watching the innocent general public cry out desperate for fear of being burned by the flames. It was just unexpected to feel such pain when he said he hated humans so much and should have only opened his heart to the Imperial Devil.

"I feel kind of sorry for you"

And it was Luca who pulled Yubel's hand. When it came to why his beloved daughter was at the forefront of this battlefield, which was supposed to stand still in Mekidsar, it was caused by her similarly glorious magical talent. This means that Luca has, unconsciously, used magic and arrived at a march of demon kings led by Yubel.

It turned out that it was now arriving in Bakhlia, and it was no longer difficult to get her to turn back alone, allowing her to accompany her without a choice.

"It's not that kind of thing. It's just pathetic."

One who is chased by a flame of illusion and tries to escape outside the city. That's pathetic to see. Everyone screams, moans, flies yells and screams for salvation. Flames don't have heat. But the magic had the power to illuminate him when he had heat.

The magician is Luska.

His hallucinogenic magic, best suited to his wife, queen and queen of Lyudzis, is still raging.

"So how do you do this?

I guess Luca is full of questions.

As for Yubel, I think it's too early to show this kind of battlefield to young Luca, but Luca had the attitude that if she was the next queen of Lyudys, she should have seen it to this extent. Lyuska is the bearer of a calm, loving spirituality, but never tried to spoil Lyuka.

'Cause they're here.'

So Yubel showed the tip of the flame.

It is Nea Gandia's army, its garrison, known as the Holy Army, that moves forward to the source of the flames, trying to defy the waves of those who flee. Apparently, the luxurious armor underestimated its practicality, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with the Saint Army soldiers with powers that they did not think were ordinary.

It is they who should be defeated, not one of the Bakhlias.

That's why we distinguish between enemies and non-combatants who should fight with phantom flames.