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

Episode Three Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Eight: Swords and Winds Are Pale (2)

It is no exaggeration to say that until then we have extremely avoided engaging with others other than the "pale wind," that Lux has become actively involved when it comes to Setsuna, because, in the end, Setsuna was ridiculously straight and dazzled above this.

Setuna's purity was like looking at her old self.

Once upon a time.

When I was a kid, I just asked for power in the dark clouds.

I thought I needed strength.

Without strength, I can't protect one of my loved ones. If I had been poked at a ruthless reality and thought of myself as much, I guess it would have been impossible to think of it that way.

Of course, there are limits to the power of the individual, and no matter how hard he or she works up, no matter how powerful he or she acquires, there is no point in being in front of the truth that he or she cannot do what he or she cannot protect.

Still, Lux remembered his former self when he saw Setuna wanting pure power, like a child, and returned to his beginnings in the process of building him up.

I nowadays miss being inspired by it and starting to build myself up again.

Thanks to “Sword Ghost” Lux-Vain breathed back, it was no exaggeration.

There were circumstances in which he even thanked his only disciple, Setsuna.

And in repeated discussions, I learned about the various aspects of a human being named Setuna.

There was no question that he was a human being who was not supposed to lie to Lux, and many of Nanaka's statements were nothing but trampling on and insulting the humanity of his disciples.

Therefore, he thrust in anger and saw Nanaka mocking.

"My emotions are too riding"

Yeah, I know.

The fat muscles of the man carving a grisly grin around his mouth were clearly visible. I also know that there is not enough speed to slip inside that sword flash, and that it is giving too much speed to avoid. All you have to do in time is take it with your sword.

Therefore, Lux took Nanaka's sword with him at Gravestone and admitted that his body emitted a scorching light.

(So, that's okay)

He told him in his chest, not to mock himself.

Emotions are inherently desirable to be perfectly controlled in combat. Keeping yourself in a predicament, not frightened, not excited at a winning opportunity, and constantly sedentary calm is the only way to make the right decision about the situation.

That's what Lux told Setuna scattered.

But Setuna didn't keep that teaching until the end, and in the end, so did Lux.

Human, emotional, irresistible.

A human being is an emotional creature. Emotions take precedence over everything. No matter how much people control their emotions and dominate their thoughts, if they become the foundations, they follow their emotions.

No matter how many battlefields you went through and how many dead lines you dived through, you didn't get the technique to control yourself perfectly.

(So dead)

And that's good, I think, right now.

The Sigurds survive that hellish battlefield and live today because they used their powers while their emotions were running and their instincts were running.

Thus, it was thanks to Setsuna that I was able to reunite with the living Sigurds, but also because, that day, at that time, Lux did not make a mistake in judgment.

If I had settled calmly to make a situation decision, this might not have happened.

If he thinks about the possibility, it's not bad to follow emotions, he thinks.

And now...

The moment I was burned by the light, I had severe pain all over my body, but at the same time I understood who it was. Nanaka's deformed body produced countless blades that glowed, chopping up Lux's body.

At the moment when the five bodies split apart, Lux also saw the sight of Nanaka's flesh being shattered.

It would be Wayne's air bullet.

They crushed Nanaka's flesh by ejecting a mass of condensed air at super high speeds. That's not one or two either. Dozens of air bullets are destroying Nanaka and its environs.

Naturally, Lux is also involved.

but originally, lux is chopped into nanakas, so fatal injuries just increased in severity, no big difference.

The important thing is that Lux popped up and was able to create a good opportunity for Wayne's offense to hit him directly.

But.

"I see. Are you trying to kill me at the expense of Mizu?"

Nanaka was blown off the top half of her head, but the mouth was fine as if there was nothing wrong with it. In fact, despite the fact that my brain is crushed, I'm alive and I haven't had any thoughts.

That's the same for Lux.

The splattered and smashed flesh of Lux was returning to its place and regenerating in its red and black clothes. Without one scratch, the pain is gone. That's the regenerative force to be called the Hell's Deceased, but there will be a question of whether we can call it regeneration.

Maybe we should call it restoration, restoration.

"So it was this way that they put me on."

Inspiring but not trying to hide how he was making fun of this one, Nanaka let the flesh full of holes regenerate back to normal.

In an instant, yes.

However, you couldn't restore it until what you were wearing, your clothes were full of holes, and the belt that was hiding your eyes remained erased. I mean, Nanaka's eyes are finally revealed.

"... you are"

Lux lost his word because he saw Nanaka's eyes.

Nanaka's eyes were sharp as a sharp blade and its iris was red. The same goes for the eye shape, but the blood-like redness of the iris reminds him of his most disciples.

Revealing the eye area allowed me to see how my entire face was made, but it was also something that made Lux think about it.

You look just like Setsuna.

That's for Setuna as a boy, too.

It was such an atmospheric face, like I pulled some prick out of Setuna when I met Lux.

"Right? You look just like your brother, don't you?

That's how the look on Nanaka's face I've been laughing at was just too powerful to make Lux uncomfortable.

A red person, too similar to Setsuna, laughs like Setsuna in Setsuna's face. It's so uncomfortable, I've never been angry.

"I'm a brother. Naturally."

Nanaka waved the knife, taking it for granted. My body shines and my blade stretches out innumerably. Jumping back as he cut off a bunch of those blades, Lux saw Wayne pour the air bullet down the rain shower again.

But this time, it doesn't hit Nanaka.

Because countless blades stretched out of Nanaka's knife cleaved and shot down the air bullets in the orbit that hit him directly.

"I'm not stupid enough to eat the same hand."

"Right."

Like Nanaka mocking this one, Lux turned a cold eye.

Leaving yourself to anger also depends on the circumstances. Right now, letting your emotions run into you doesn't make any sense. It's just that it's chopped up by Nanaka's interception.

Nevertheless, I found out what was in their hands.

Let's do it, as much as we want.

"Well, that sounds like fun."

"I don't have time to have fun."

Nanaka laughs coldly.

'Cause you're going back to hell right now.

The appearance of the boy who rebuilt his sword was not an exaggeration when it came to Setuna itself challenging Lux, and therefore he had to confront it with the thought of phagocyzing his umbilicus.