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

It didn't take long for the Saint Army soldiers who came aboard the government residence to reach the upstairs office with Dorca and Nina.

If you look at the light of the demonic crystal lamp peeking through the window, you would know as much as there is anybody in that room, and the Saint Army soldiers would have understood that it is impossible to use the second-floor office on their own by any means other than the Führer. That's why I didn't even shake my side, I went for this room.

And when I knocked lightly on the door, I opened it without waiting for this reply.

At that time, Dorka was sitting in a desk chair with Nina on her side. Naturally, it became desperate to observe the appearance of the soldiers of the Holy Army coming into an avalanche directly from the front, and to allow them to erupt into their overly frivolous likeness.

"I never got tired of just jumping into an official residence at midnight like this, and I didn't know it was going to avalanche into the office... the new Commander of the garrison seems to be a courteous man"

"Yeah, not at all"

To Nina, who nodded in a way that caught Dorka's irony, he smiled just at the edge of his mouth and turned to the person who had been staring at this one. Heavily armed Saint Army soldiers, the man at the head of them, replaced Saint General Emerg-Fordlow, who had commanded the garrison until a few hours earlier, and rolled up to the commander.

It should have been titled and named Holy Knight Flegror-Sinon. A brilliant shave is like proof that he is a monk soldier who was originally in quite a position in the Vashtara Church, which is why he is left to the Holy Knight, I guess.

The wrinkly face had made a harsh expression even more rugged.

"Excuse me, my lord Dorca-Form Führer."

He did not break his courteous demeanor with the sarcasm of the Dorkas. Originally, the General of the Holy Army did not take a high-pressure attitude towards one of the garrisons. I guess that's Nair Gandia's policy, and that policy was no mistake.

At least because it had the effect of turning some of them into Nea Gandians.

Nevertheless, the peculiar atmosphere held by the General of the Holy Army was not very acceptable to humans like the Dorca, and we had to feel something different even though it was now being directed from Flegroa. Dorka's not sure what that is.

I'm just uncomfortable, I don't feel well.

"The situation is the situation, so I had to go on an outrage. Totally, it did something extra for me."

"Something extra? I can't see you talking."

"If you pretend you don't know anything that way, you'll never have firepowder on you... you should know that this is no longer the case"

"Well... what the hell"

Dorca looked cool, taking Flegroa's sharp knob directly from the front. I'm not good at abdominal arts, but I'm wearing it while doing the Führer.

"Enjour, Bagheria has fallen."

"Hmm..."

When Dorca reacted like any other HR, Flegroa had a frustrating look.

"Your instructions, my Führer, aren't they?

"No way."

Dorka, laughing with her nose, looked into the window. From the position of the attendant desk, it is not possible to find out what is going on outside the window. Because the window vitreous reflects the light of the demonic crystal lamp.

"I'm just a person. How does a human being fly instructions to a distant Enjour or Bagheria?

Dorca's statements were, at the same time, like asserting that he was not just a human being. In fact, Dorca could not imagine at all how they grasped the situation in Enjour and Bakhlia. What kind of long-distance means of communication do you have, or did a Saint Army soldier run a long distance from Bakhlia to Myram in just a few hours to show you?

Either way, it's not human business.

"Nothing. You didn't just instruct me. I was instructed to move when I saw the machine."

"There's no proof"

"Among the forces that attacked Bakhlia were Astar-Lanadies and Ayn-Lanadies," he said.

Dorca hung up on Flegroa, who had just told him that it was conclusive evidence.

"Give me those two ghosts?

"There's no way the dead will lead the army."

"I don't know. In a world where many gods reign and all that is poisoned by God travel, it is no wonder that one or two of the dead, the ghost, are resurrected."

"... I didn't come here to ask you why."

"So what are you here for?

Dorca asked, staring at Flegroa's blatant expression.

"If Bakhlia falls, then here it is. We have to take action."

"Yeah, you're right. You will be held hostage."

Dorka did not want to laugh bitterly in her chest when she told him she had finally stood in her favor. Flegroa is too honest about her emotions. Interesting as a dorka, but isn't the people around you a hoarding thing? I don't feel that way.

"I see, it makes sense"

"Are you complimenting"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"I've never heard of you like that before."

Hearing Nina start to sneer, he laughed inside out. Nina understands a man named Dorka more than anyone else. Therefore, we also know that he keeps leaving things out of his mouth.

"It's an honor to keep it in compliment. So, how can I help you?

"To where?

"The enemy is already that close."

That response from Flegroa wasn't even expected to be just Dorka.

No matter how many Aynes, I couldn't imagine running the distance from Bakhlia to Myram in less than a few hours.

When it comes to whether it is physically possible, it is impossible on the human foot, not even on a horse in parallel. But some possibilities passed behind his brain.

The Imperial Devil.

If the demon army of Mechidsar is joining the Aynes, isn't it impossible to travel in a few hours from Bakhlia to Myram if you use magic such as the legs of the handsome Imperial Demon Buhmatz or the Ryudies?

In fact, if you're already approaching Myram, I can't think of anything else.

And the cause of Enjour and Bakhlia's light fall was also thought to be there.

(If the Demon King has moved, don't worry about anything)

Dorka herself, though she never meant to guide herself, was only worried about Nina. Its Nina's safety was also like guaranteed, and he followed the Flegroers, feeling on the big ship.

Leave the office behind while the Saint Army soldiers take you.

I wondered where I was headed out of the government mansion, I was put in a carriage and went straight through the city of Myram. Midnight. The city is surrounded by silence and the citizens are asleep.

The only thing frivolous was the army led by Flegroa, with roughly two thousand soldiers following him and consolidating around the south gate of Myram.

Bakhlia is located southeast of Myram.

If the troops leaving Bakhlia were to appear, it would be from the southeast of Myram, but if they were to attack Myram, it would be from the south gate.

The starry sky is also a beautiful night.

The chilled air was enveloping the Dorca that got off the carriage.