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

The victory was thought to be in front of us.

Logner was dominant. It would not have been an exaggeration to say that it was overwhelming. There is no doubt that the difference in power was trying to make Logner's victory decisive. Seeing the tactics, there was no element to lose. It was thought that the Gandhian army, which had been at high altitude, had protruded to the point of abandoning its favourable conditions, because it was taking some measure, but in fact it had not. We didn't have enough troops to intercept him on the hill. It was about a mercenary regiment to be feared among the enemy armies that came down the hill, and it was an unlikely degree of practice for any other soldier to become a threat to the Logner army.

I don't think I saw any losing elements.

It is usually unthinkable, such as winning in numbers and losing to a prominent opponent of tactical crude.

There was no element of anxiety. For example, the absence of Wayne Bersein-Teulos, also known as her right arm. He was supposed to have been given a special assignment, but he hadn't heard from him, and he was off the hook. That was such a pleasure.

He is one of her wings who was caught with General Flying. The battlefield without Wayne was unsettled. No, you just have to stay away. She should have been relieved just to say he was somewhere on the battlefield. That was true even for Grad-Clyde. The two knights were indispensable to Astal-Lanadies' tactics.

But the two were stripped of the knight's title and could no longer be placed at her side. Though a general, I don't have control over personnel. Only the battlefield could she control, and this time the battlefield should have been in her hands too.

But Logner was defeated.

The arrow unleashed by Gandia King Leongand was thrust down Astal-Lanadies' throat.

Black spear setuna.

Again, that armed summoner turned the battlefield upside down.

In a chaotic battlefield, his red eyes were looking at this one. She still remembers vividly that she had ruthless eyes as if she were an angel telling her death. His word was a proclamation of death, and his spear was equal to the sickle of the reaper. The soldiers who arrived at him to protect her were all uniformly corpsed by a merciless blade. Blood dances, flesh flies, death dances.

There was only one armed summoner with no hands or feet. Nothing has ever been more humiliating. but if more than two hundred men are killed in front of them, the humiliation will also have to be spoiled and accepted.

If you try to fight it, there will only be more sacrifices. I wish I could have defeated Setuna, but if I had to sacrifice hundreds and thousands of soldiers, it wouldn't fit the cut. That's the same as defeat. You beat him, because you lose to the Gandhian army.

I had to make a decision.

There was no other option but to admit defeat.

(Am I wrong?

Astal-Lanadies, think. I wondered where I went the wrong way. Where have we lost sight of the way forward and where have we made mistakes?

Logner should have taken off Zalwarn's reign and was about to take the path of an independent state again. He was supposed to rebuild the national politics that had been ostracized by Zalwarn, to review relations with neighbouring countries, and to redo everything.

but by the lateral spears of Zalwarn and Gandia, everything went back to being blisters. Loyalty to the royal family, righteousness to Logner and pride as General Flying were all trampled upon. No, it's not the other guy's fault. The cause is always within.

The sweetness of the outlook led to this.

(If so, I am)

Maybe I should die.

"What are you thinking?

Speaking unexpectedly, she raised her face, clogging the words. Elius Ray-Logner peeks this way with a strange face. It's an intelligent look. He hasn't mentioned Astar's lapse, as if he understood everything. He only accepted the fact that he had been defeated and turned over the Royal Palace to Gandia. The speed of that decision was surprising for Astar too, but as far as his nasty attitude was concerned, that's probably how prepared he was all the time.

Elius gave the throne to the king because Astars flipped the anti-flag and took control of the royal palace by force. Though it was the righteousness that listed it, it is still nothing but violence. Did you not even think that such a regime would last? From his gentle expression, I can't deny those thoughts.

"Your Majesty..."

"I am no longer king of this land. When King Leongand visited, I no longer had to be king."

"But"

(But what?

Astal didn't even understand what he was trying to say. I guess there's no point in words that come out with a reflexive mouth. Did you try to fix it or even state it in excuses? It was very dazzling to her that Elius' serene obsession was shaking quietly. And I embarrassed myself with my shallowness.

"To be honest, I'm relieved the load off my shoulder. I don't think I should confess that to you."

From a refreshing look, it was obvious that the words and actions were not meant to deceive others. I guess it's the truth. Initially, succession to the throne was supposed to be more about the future, and that wasn't just what brought it forward. I wouldn't have endured the hard work either. The situation and position did not allow him to cry.

But that's over, too. be liberated.

I know that's supposed to be sad, but maybe it was something we should be happy to see what Elius said and did. For Elius.

"Apparently Gandia is not going to kill us. The general still wonders if it makes sense to keep me alive."

Elius has told me to whisper, looking across the window. One of the rooms of the Lonely Hall is surrounded by silence as if isolated from the royal palace. The royal palace and the city must be in a lot of fuss. That may have been the noise since the beginning of the King's capital, but acts of looting and violence by the Gandia side have not been confirmed.

The actions of the Gandhian army are solemn in themselves, and they are understandable in how they are controlled. That's why she can also wait for the disposition with some relief. The reality is that the loser can only be beaten by the winner, but if not done, he has never crossed it.

"I am, General. If the people of Logner can enjoy peace and tranquillity, they don't care who rules. There are not people for the sake of the country. Because it is the kingdom of the people, and it is the kingdom of the kingdom."

The words of Elius must also have been the solemn actions of the Gandian army. If the Gandian army had entered the King's Capital with the momentum of victory and done everything possible to invade, it would not have said so either. That's the same as Astar. That's what I might have resisted by flipping the foreword.

If the safety of the people is not guaranteed, defeat is not acceptable.

"Speaking of which, they say Arles remains stuck in the Reconder. It's a problem with my brother."

Elius shook his head a little melancholy.

Arles should have lost his power by the mysterious retreat of the Zalwarn army, but what would he still do if he stood on Recondahl? He is only a man who is a former prince and who has no power whatsoever now, too, being taken up by the anti-Lanadians. Still, maybe the guys who rebelled against this defeat meet up and have just the name to take on.

But it's pointless. The number of people who disobey is known, and the anti-Ranadians themselves are a minority. Where such people have come together, they will not be able to contend with the Gandian army stationed in the King's Capital. There is nothing I can do where I have asked other countries to cooperate.

If Gandhia moves to deal with it, that's it.

"I wasn't a bad boy. He was a righteous kid."

The moment Elius took the shape of Earles in the past, she just remembered the cold.

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This was Setuna's second visit to Recondahl. For the first time, he visited to find a place for Heath-Lerga, where he met with Arles-Logner and Gray-Barzelg. I had the impression that your son and a fierce general would be strong to see, but it is your son who is in this city right now. A nervous ex-prince seems to be occupying this big city with his gestures.

Setuna stood alone in front of the closed gates of Recondahl. There can't be a squire or anyone else in charge of monitoring his trends. He was relegated to only one field and ran so far relying on a map drawn in the back of his brain. Though it was the third morning since the war, the wound has not healed, nor has it recovered. Nothing but torture, but Setsuna, on the other hand, thought this was easier.

Isn't it better in mental health to be on some kind of mission than to think alone in Myram? Of course, there can be no other task besides killing him.

(That's fine)

It's no longer a decision. I can't go the wrong way. There are countless lives I have already put in this hand. I don't need any beauty. You can leave that to others. I don't know what's hard for me. Then all you have to do is not think about it and just concentrate on accomplishing the tasks you have been given.

For Setsuna to be Setsuna, that's the only way to do it.

That is why he did not spill one displeasure on this mission either. Fighting a group of enemies who were alone and didn't even know the size was too much of a task, but it was just right for Setsuna. You don't have to think hard. All you have to do is leave no enemies behind. I have no reason to give you mercy. I'm not overconfident anymore. I have no sympathy.

In a horribly sharpened consciousness, he raised a chaos-bringer. Beneath the sky at dawn, a disastrously destructive pitch-black spear shone dull.

"What! What's happening?

Arles, struck by a trembling roar of heaven and earth, was pitiful to the point of grief. Restful dreams are instantly destroyed, dusted and scattered over your head. There couldn't have been room for the dreams and the current narrow space. The ceiling of his makeshift room looked trembling. Is the building shaking?

"Wow, I don't know!

SS members who were waiting outside the room came in with an unexpected response, but on second thought, that should have been it too. He was indoors and couldn't have known what was going on out there. Moreover, it was just then that the roar rang, and it was near impossible to grasp the situation, whatever it might be.

Earles realized himself as he regained his calm as he saw the shaking of the ceiling subsided. Thanks to the sound of the explosion, consciousness is completely awake. I don't even appreciate it. Because there's nothing more comfortable than sleeping.

Nevertheless, it makes no difference that it is a state of emergency. He quickly changed his clothes when he got out of his bunk with his sleigh. A long study abroad to Zalwarn had transformed him from a prince in charge of everything to a man who would do most of the things himself. It was an unthinkable change since I lived in the royal palace, but if I tried it on him now, I couldn't think of a better life in the royal palace. Still, he loves the royal palace. Everything is shining in nostalgia.

I heard footsteps from outside the room. The soldiers under Arles must have come to inform us of the situation outside. Though the fact that we've come this far must mean that we belong to the SS of the Rapid Buildings.

"My lord, I say! The Daimon of Recondar has been destroyed!

"Daimon was destroyed..."

Earles snapped as he let his gaze wander into the void. It would be an enemy attack. I wasn't expecting it, and I was ready to intercept it. He flew all over Logner and gathered something to endorse the anti-Astar-Lanadies. In just two days, the force swelled a few times, but it's still not enough. I also asked Zalwarn for backup, but I can't expect you to think about the Gray-Balzerg thing. Then how about relying on other countries? The news came to him that Logner had lost to Gandhia while he was thinking.

If so, the enemy is the Gandhian army. I don't know how many were put into it, but there aren't many. Even though we beat the Logner army, it's not the kind of situation that would break much of our power here. but you won't have a winner. That's what the sober part of my head tells me.

In times of war, the Iron Wall of Recondar, which was supposed to act as a robust fortress, was destroyed and broken through. That went beyond the fact that an armed summoner had been put in, and he knew with his own hands how threatening the existence of an armed summoner was. While studying in Zalwarn, I had the opportunity to make contact with the armed summoners of the country, and that's when I found out.

The war has changed.

"Your Highness!"

"Oh, oh..."

He returned, to me, to be called back by a scream equal to the scream of the SS. Arles Reus-Logner. He was the second son of Cyril Ray-Logner, the earlier King of Logner, and was born as the brother of Elius, the first Prince. It was not the usual thing to love a country and a house called Logner, but also to study in Zalwarn in order to contribute to Logner's future. There couldn't have been anything personal about it. Because devoting it to the people is everything in the Royal Logner family.

It was only when I thought of this country that Arles tried to crusade the Astar-Lanadies and others until he drove out the Zalwarne army. We did not forgive those who wreaked havoc and wreaked havoc on our subjects.

(Is this the result?)

Abandoned by Zalwarn, his homeland, Logner, was defeated by Gandia, and now Earles himself is about to tear away. There can't be a chance. He knows. that many of the things that follow me are people with little experience in action. Something truly powerful should be heavily used by Astal-Lanadies, and the ability of something like this is known in this situation.

Then why did you try to stay in Recondahl?

Was the outlook sweet? Did you believe in miracles? Didn't you see the reality?

(Could be anything...)

Earles narrowed his eyes to a situation where he had to admit to a failure from scratch. The more calm you regain, the more foolish you get. For the sake of the country, it is only when we think for the people that our actions strangle us from scratch. No, that's good. If it's for the good of the people, I don't even hate to give this neck. But what about the status quo? For the sake of the people, is it too divergent from the title, for example?

Suddenly the door to the room opened and an armed old soldier came in. Did you say Craig-Classion? He's been crushing himself and working for Arles ever since he entered Recondahl. I added him to the SS to reward his labor.

"Your Highness, let's escape."

The old soldier's eyes have not yet lost their radiance in this situation. It was like I was just going to say that this was the real deal. But you can't see anything in that eye. Arles, with disappointment, stared into his eyes.

"Where to...?

How many more escapes do you mean when you say you have fled back to Recondahl?

Earles Reus-Logner, along with Craig-Classion and other SS elements, managed to escape from Recondahl, but was discovered by an armed summoner with a black spear, killing no one left. The last thing he saw was the disastrous appearance of a bloody pitch-black spear, the eyes of a red shining boy.

Leave no rebels standing in the Recondahl to sweep - the name of Setuna-Kamiya becomes widely known as Setuna the Black Spear at this time, the armed summoner who carried out the commands given in the name of the king. The feat of bringing a historic victory to Gandia and making that victory even more complete will be told at length.

For Gandhia, as a heroic being.

As a demon-like being to Logner.

And the “hour” of the continent moves.

Quiet, covert.