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

"Because you were the unification of the world and you weren't satisfied with avoiding Genesis regression. The Sixth General, who loved and believed in you, betrayed you because he wanted further. And you cursed the Sixth General. No, it's not just the Sixth General. I cursed the world itself."

When it was discussed by the Sixth Admiral of the Holy King, Miendia exchanged the promises of the Resurrection with the world. That was no exaggeration when it came to a kind of curse. Because Miendia, at the dawn of the resurrection, declared the world doomed.

Destroy Iles Valle in front of the sight of the Six generals who became immortal beings, giving despair to the Six generals - and that is what Miendia proclaimed at that moment, isn't it proof that Miendia is, after all, a man imprisoned in his heart?

Therefore, the Quons risked their lives to stop the resurrection of the Holy King, and Setuna and the others devoted all their energies to the destruction of the power of the Holy King, who became the Lion God.

And, in fact, the Lion God Emperor may be called the incarnation of pure doom for Iles Valle, and there is no doubt that that world would have been doomed had it not been for the destruction of the Lion God Emperor.

"No way."

Miendia, the holy emperor at the root of the power of the Lion God, is actually wishing and moving for an essential extension of life in the world, and so on, and so on.

Setuna stared at Miendia and looked at her divine but serene expression.

"... that's another fact. Let's admit it."

The shadow mixes with Miendia's expression.

"I have been betrayed by my dear Master. But that's something I can't do either. Because I was drowning in power and losing sight of myself, it makes sense for those people to think about me at the end of their disappointment. Even though it was discussed, I did not even realize the nature of things. So I cursed my master, cursed the world, cursed everything. Promise to be resurrected. A curse called promise. That is not a sign that I have forgotten me."

From the appearance of Miendia, who freely omitted her mistakes, she could not feel what was worthy of the name of the Holy King.

It is strength that allows you to acknowledge and reflect on your mistakes and foolishness in the past.

Human beings are the wrong thing to do, and the wrong thing to do. The question was how to take that fact and how to get over it, and Miendia just had the glow that she said she'd gotten over exactly that kind of past.

"But I'm different now. I had plenty of time to think."

"Are you saying you changed your mind while you were dead?

"Mitsuki. You're right, Setuna."

"Ha... make a joke, that's boring"

"Because it's true."

Miendia smiles. Beautiful smile to the point of being drawn in, but Setsuna's intentions never sucked in. Setsuna doesn't trust Miendia. I was determined not to be worthy of believing in any of her words and actions, and it was all about finding a gap to attack.

It is only for that reason that we are responding to conversations.

"Death is not the end. Because even if the flesh perishes, it will continue to exist as a soul. And isn't that what you understand best?

"... right"

That, I have to admit.

Once upon a time, when I was in the original world, I rather didn't believe it than half-heartedly, but I gradually felt and became aware of the existence of something that had passed to Iles Valle and since I became a user of black spears. It's a post-mortem world.

And it is no exaggeration to say that it appeared in front of us in the form of hell and changed Setuna's view of life itself.

Hell was neither a dream nor an illusion.

It existed in reality.

So Setuna was able to summon the armies of Hell, and the flock of the dead joined the battlefield.

To Iles Valle - no, in a million worlds, hell does exist. The post-mortem world exists, and it is certain that the doom of the flesh is not the end point.

In the first place, at a time when Miendia is back, I guess so.

Miendia died once. He was killed by the Sixth Admiral of the Holy King and lost his life. If physical death is the last of all, there can be no resurrection or anything else. No matter how many rituals it takes, if the doom of the flesh is the end point, it should have ended.

But Miendia made the resurrection.

Isn't that, in other words, a sign that Miendia's soul was drifting somewhere?

Were you not going to hell, no matter, to heaven, and wandering the Illus Valle?

Either way, Miendia would have remained flowing for about five hundred years, becoming the soul alone.

Five hundred years.

If it's true that you kept thinking about it, it's no wonder you changed your mind. Even humans can change their minds if they have a few years. If it had been five hundred long years, it would have been extremely natural for me to change my mind.

But that's not why Setuna allowed Miendia to care.

"You may have changed your mind while you were dead. But then why didn't you stop the Lion God Emperor? I didn't even try to stop the devastation that followed."

Setuna asked strongly, keeping the cutting edge of the spear pointed at Miendia.

Even if it was in the last few years that Miendia changed her mind, it should have been before the power of the Holy King dwelt in Leongand and made his resurrection as the Lion God Emperor. Then could it have stopped the rampage of the lion god emperor as a source of power for the lion god emperor? Could the "great destruction” caused by the failure of the ritual of resurrection have also stopped it? If we could not stop the “great destruction” itself, could we not have done enough to minimize the damage?

Passing behind the brain was the likeness of a world ravaged by “great destruction” and a desperate sight destroyed by the rampage of the Lion God Emperor.

"It's not like I didn't stop you. I couldn't stop it."

Miendia said with the utmost indifference.

"The rite of resurrection was obstructed by the hands of Mr. Quong and ended in failure. As a result, I have become incomplete. It became a force alone. The result is, as you know, Setuna."

Setuna could not say anything back to Miendia's remarks. Miendia was manipulating the lion god emperor because it's hard to think.

The lion god, the emperor, was Leongand.

It was Leongando who drowned in the power of the Holy King.

That's why I asked Miendia if she could stop me.

"Power depends on the user"

Miendia, keep quiet.

"For example, Mr. Setuna. You are the protector of the Demon King's Staff. Its power is what originally brought destruction and chaos, and the world in which the wand of the Demon King manifested itself sinks into an ocean of immense despair. But thanks to your limited use, Illus Valle is not doomed."

"... as if it was his fault."

"Mr. Leongand, I'm not saying it's your fault."

Miendia flushed Setuna's hostility with a cool face and told him.

"The will of many has led to misuse of my power and consequently to misfortune in Ils-Valle. That's all. And therefore shall I do. To eliminate such unfortunate mistakes."