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

Fortress Balsar is the largest castle fortress in the Kingdom of Gandhia, built on the Balsar plain, which extends into northern Gandhia. At that time, it was essential to defend the territory from the invasion of Lumpur's proud Logner, and it was also built as a base for future entry north.

In fact, the fortress of Balsar, which had not allowed the invasion of Logner for nearly a hundred years, was known to the neighbouring countries as synonymous with a difficult downfall, and the likeness of the losing Logner army was too famous after many marches.

That remained unchanged even after Yingjie's daunting predecessor, Siuscloud Ray-Gandhia, took office and was fully exercising his power, more than before, when he was able to sleep on the floor of the disease. Eventually, even if Logner's army was overconfident that it was no longer a threat to Gandhia, it might have been an impossible thing to do.

As a result, Fortress Balsar fell.

The fact that Logner assembled the main force, that Zalwarn directed a powerful reinforcement, and the emergence of Quon-Kamiya - despite the combined results of various factors, the biggest cause was on the chronic mind of Gandia's side.

If Logner had intercepted with all his might when he left his army toward Fort Balsar and was repelling as quickly as possible, the fortress would not have fallen, no matter how Zalwarn's soldiers came to reinforcements or the uncertainty factors appearing that would have made Quon-Kamiya. Enemy power is no longer crushed, so you can't fall.

Most of all, I knew that was still just an aerospace theory on the desk. I can't change what's happened. The past existed there strictly, so he had no choice but to take the sword.

Overhead, the blue sky was just dazzling. I don't see one cloud. He grinned bitterly when the cloudy weather a few days ago made him remember to faint even lightly. I wonder what I would do if I learned to faint just like sunny weather.

Spread beneath his eyes is the almost fortified town of Maldar, from the balcony set on the fifth floor of this tower, known as the Maldar Tower, where he could see thousands of soldiers full of the city and the numerous citizens gathered to see them off.

Him - Leongando Ray-Gandhia wore armor imitating a lion of silver, also a symbol of Gandhia. He was not wearing a helmet to expose his face to his subjects. Most of all, I don't think so, such as the naked eye that can see his face standing on the balcony on the fifth floor above ground.

Leongand hoisted as he pulled out his hip-wrapped sword, poking it forward. Its beautifully decorated long sword was called the Treasure Sword Glass Orion. It was a sword passed down from generation to generation to the Royal Gandia, and it had been handed down from the Predecessor to the New King with the succession of the throne.

And the only time the new king would pull out a glass Orion was in the first line.

All armies, out.

Leongand's decree provoked a wave of cheer like the soldiers' anger.

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The Royal Gandhian Army, which emitted Maldar, was a large army totalling five thousand. Three thousand and five hundred of them are regular armies of the Kingdom of Gandhia. A nation with a population of 200,000 may be small enough to mobilize, but that is the reality of Gandhia, he said.

Of course, not all of Gandia's forces. There's no way we can do that, including putting in all our troops to recapture Fortress Balsar. There is no way that neighbouring countries wishing to expand their territory will not miss that gap.

South, good. Lucion, thanks to an alliance with both Mion countries, there was no need to tear down troops to the south.

But there was Berrell to the east and Azark to the west, both of which, though small countries not very different from Gandhia, must have been plundered of territory, even if they were insulting. It is forbidden to be alarmed.

Still, we were gathering as many soldiers as we could put into the fortress of Balsar. It was three thousand and five hundred soldiers, and how could they, known for their weak armies, feel trustworthy that the regular soldiers of Gandhia would join forces and march undisturbed?

Of the thousand and five hundred left, eight hundred were reinforcements from Lucion. You didn't think the 100 White Saints would forgive you, it was three days ago that Halberg Reus-Lucion, the first prince of Lucion, visited Maldar with seven hundred soldiers. Lucion's reinforcements, which totaled eight hundred, said that alone would overwhelm the Gandia Regular Army.

Reinforcements from the allied country Myon were, of course, joining forces. It is five hundred headed by Gilbert-Hardy, one of the three Mions known by the alias of the Assault General. They have cemented themselves in the armor of the herd blue. They are also, I guess, stronger than the regular army of Gandia and others -

"In the end, you have to rely on the power of your allies, but that's the hard part of Gandhia"

is Sigurd-Foliar, head of the mercenary group "Pale Wind". There were about a hundred mercenaries under his control, as well as about a hundred other mercenaries gathered from it, under his command.

That is two hundred out of a thousand and five hundred, other than regular soldiers. In short, there were two hundred mercenaries gathered for gold, headed by the Pale Wind.

Mercenaries other than members of the "Pale Wind" came under Sigurd's command simply because it seems to have a higher survival rate.

Do you think The Pale Wind is famous for losing many of its members in the Balsar Fortress offensive six months ago, but hardly letting the dead die in any other battle?

Mercenaries risk their lives for a reward. But that's why it doesn't make sense to die. Survival is of paramount importance and, to this end, survival needs to be increased by any means available.

One of the means was to get under the command of the "Pale Wind".

"If you win this battle and regain your fortress, the wind will change slightly."

"I hope so."

It was Lux-Vain who grinned at Jin-Krall's words. His silver hair stood out anyway. Can you find silver hair glittering in the sun from anywhere in the queue?

"If you don't, Gandhia will die."

Setuna didn't miss hearing the little crush of Faria-Belfaria walking next door. Nevertheless, it's not like I care otherwise. I guess it's a natural conclusion. Instead of reclaiming the important stronghold that was dropped immediately after the death of his predecessor, he has been abandoned for more than six months. It is not hard to imagine that even the unpopular authority of Leongando would be lost if it could not be recaptured in this battle.

That's why we have to win.

Take Maldar north.

Approximately five thousand great armies form a line and move on.

Go through the streets and march without shaking your sides.

Led by the Regular Army, Lucion, the allies of Mion followed, with the mercenaries at the rear.

Setuna was in that rear-end group. Together with the captain, deputy captain and assault captain of "The Pale Wind," he was step-by-step approaching the land of the first line.

Naturally, it is on foot. If you can't be in a position where you were allowed to ride, you don't even have a horse in the first place. Before that, Setuna couldn't ride a horse.

In the run-up, Setsuna was dressed just like that. The combat outfit Falia arranged for me was an extremely moveable substitute, but also a great design. Setuna liked the garment at a glance and expressed her gratitude to Faria many times.

On top of that, I had planned to wear armor, but this was heavy, and Setsuna decided that it was impossible to fight with that armor on and gave up wearing it. Nevertheless, it is not a sane shack, such as going to battlefield without armor. No, in the first place, Setuna was realizing she was losing her sanity at the same time.

Madness.

If you weren't drunk by madness, you wouldn't think of joining the war or anything. Until recently, I was just a student. But in a world too far apart, common sense once had to be brittle or collapse away. Madness is what made me sane, and one day sanity came to fruition with my old fantasies.

We can no longer go back.

Among the troops marching into that whirlpool of madness, Setuna was wearing light metal armor that she had finally acquired after searching all over Mardar. The armor, although much lighter than what Faria had prepared, was still overwhelmingly inferior in terms of performance.

I can't help it.

Setuna glanced forward, all alone in her chest. There's nothing I can do about it right now. I don't have the strength. The only way to do something about that fundamental problem was to take the time in the future to gain solid strength.

First of all, we must win the battle in front of us.

(Can you fight in the first place? Me)

Of course, I've fought before. It is true that he defeated the Imperial Devil's flock and defeated Lancaine-Bunell. But it would be something fundamentally different from war.

Though.

(I just have to...)

In a strange sensation of tension and disconnect, Setsuna just moved on.