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

Under a clear blue sky lies a spacious primitive.

Roughly two years ago, when I finally found this island in my thoughts, citing my search for a final home, it was sometimes a complete uninhabited island for several years, with no single hand at all. This means that the entire island of Vash remained natural.

Most importantly, its nature, too, was that the green land was about half of the island, and the other half was poisoned and eroded by divine authority. Crystallization. The sights of the forest and the earth crystallized were beautiful and murderous landscapes, such as the world of death. In fact, the crystallized area is the same as it is dead, where there is no breath of life or signs of life.

If the erosion continues as it is and the whole island is to crystallize, the Setunas will have to leave this island as well.

but so far, I haven't had to worry about that.

Crystallization had stopped to the halfway point of the island and did not seem to threaten the Setuna and their living quarters.

In the future, if anything were to overflow the Illus Valle with divine authority, crystallization would begin again, but that is unlikely to happen.

The world has changed.

After the war, the covenant signed between the inhabitants of Iles Valle and the gods prevented the gods from dissipating their divine authority for no reason. As a result, divine authority ceased to wield fierceness, and the likelihood that one, the Imperial Devil, the dragon, the animals, the plants, and everything would be poisoned by divine authority was dramatically reduced.

The gods and those who turned into godbeasts, when it came to them, lurked the ringing.

Invaded by divine authority, at the end of transformation, the soldiers of God and the things that have come to fruition are subordinate to God. It means that if the gods admonish their actions, that will be all.

That would mean that destruction activities such as divine men, divine beasts, etc. after the “Great Destruction” would be the result of the gods letting those divine soldiers go wild, but I guess there is no voice to mention about it.

It is also significant that there was salvation for those who suffer from albinism, the previous stage of divine militarization.

Salvation is a special effect.

The albinism treatment developed by Maria-Skole after her own research, which became a global authority in the treatment of albinism, made improvements to the improvement and finally enabled the restoration of the albino site.

Albinism - that is, the transformation of the human body and living beings due to the erosion of divine authority was irreversible, and even the gods were considered impossible to treat once the transformation had begun, but Maria's obsession seemed to have stepped into and over the realm of the gods.

I don't know how she completed the special effects of albinism. It will probably be an achievement after accumulating studies of madness in death, and it can be taken for granted that she is admired by one of the world's people, the Imperial Demons, dragons and gods.

When I found out about the story, Setuna and the others were honestly pleased, and more than that, surprised and roared. Everyone brought an exclamation that that was Dr. Maria, and I felt pity for not being able to share the joy with her.

Maria is not an understander of Setuna.

We would never have met again, and if we had not been able to exchange words, there could not have been any chance of discussing them.

If you want to meet me, you can always meet me. But I also know that doing that will only deeply scratch my memories with Maria.

Setsuna's perception has not changed.

She is a beautiful, passionate doctor and a valued companion of Setuna and others.

But the perception about Setuna in Maria has been inverted and screwed. She suffered the worst of all betrayal and a deep wound to her heart.

So I won't see you.

Faria and the others not long ago would have met as much as they wanted, but we should stop now.

Faria and the others have also become enemies of the world.

Demon King's princesses.

That's what the world calls them.

Traitors fascinated by the magic of the reappeared Demon King.

At present, there is no place in this world other than Setuna.

While I was thinking about that, I had left the mansion for a long time.

Setuna and the others live on hills that lie on the north side of the island.

When it was the territory of the Vashtarian community, it was the group of houses that existed on the hill that were named the Hill of Sidine, which was the mansion of the Setunas and the place to be called the ultimate habitat.

(Says, Demon King Castle...?)

Alternatively, they also call it the Demon Realm Palace, the Demon Tengu Palace, etc., but such an alias, of course, was not put on by the Setunas. The gods and dragons watching the island called it that and spread it all over the world.

It is a call because it is the residence of the demon king Setuna and his family, or the pet princesses, but because they know a group of qualitative buildings that would be far from the appearance imagined from that name, Setuna and the others also remembered some embarrassment in their aliases.

That's why Setsuna and I weren't thinking about creating a demon-like palace, and it was the Setsunas who wanted to use their powers for their daily lives, as much as they would use their efforts for that.

Setuna and the others, almost, live a self-sufficient life.

Fortunately, about half of this island is blessed with abundant nature and not less fruitful. Fish can be caught in rivers and seas, or hunted in mountains and forests. And Setuna and the others are all confident in their arms. For those who have been forced to fight only against beings beyond the knowledge of the people, there was no creation such as chasing and hunting beasts.

Nevertheless, there is no way that luxurious nature will satisfy every greed.

He also makes farms and grows a variety of crops.

Recently, opinions have also emerged as to what it would be like to build a ranch.

On a wide hill, in the shadow of standing trees, there was a woman who lay still and was forgiving.

When it comes to featuring enough gray hair to clearly see in the shade, there is nothing else but Sheila.

"What are you doing in there?

"I'm reading the newspaper, newspaper. You don't know."

I shook the newspaper in my hand and showed it to her, and Sheila went.

Then maybe she sat back down because she thought it was behaving like she was sleeping. Try Setuna, it doesn't matter, but it's about her growing up. I guess you want to behave as well as you can in public.

"It's been three years."

smudging and Sheila crushing. From that statement I could see the content of the newspaper article she was reading.

"When I'm here, I don't care how time flies."

"Well, yeah..."

Sure, maybe.

Since we started living on this island, if we weren't to be chased by time, we no longer had to worry about the one person who needed our help.

Moreover, the island has unlimited changes due to the seasons.

"Oh, my goodness. Aren't you starting to smell older than me?

"Ha, I guess so"

Sheila watched as she devoured the newspaper, laughing off Ragna's light jokes.

I'm sure there's something there that I had to touch, something important to her, published as an article.