Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Ashley...... you know what, what do you think?

The only thing that illuminates the room is the blue light of the moon that leaks out the window.

The air warmed by the flames of the fireplace, which keeps burning downstairs, is giving warmth to the bedroom by twitching through a ceramic thermal insulator that runs through the building from downstairs.

Theon wakes up half-hearted and sits in bed.

Ashle watches as the moonlight slips down Zion's beautiful back, still stuck in her pillow.

After a breath-taking ride, Yuga invited Ashle to dinner after finishing the sauna, but Zion turned it down.

Speaking of delinquency, yes, but if you eat, the conversation prolongs and you have to stay.

Then, in that room again, Zion will receive the alteration.

So much so that it would tear just to remember, that Theon's chest would be struck.

So that should only be an emergency response, Theon thinks - naturally.

In fact, Scion, who returned home wrapped in the smell of Ashley on the saddle of Vitrion, could no longer even walk without having her cuddled.

You can't describe the rest of it.

No, I am going mad, and Zion is frightened, but I cannot deny the disloyal joy that afflicts my spine.

Tonight, too, they made an irresistible alteration.

"To the White Devil Knights... no, this time cheering on me, you mean?

Ashley touched the core of the story through the intricate chest of such a Scion.

Keep going.

"Yeah. To be honest, I was uncomfortable. It sounds good when it comes to the right material, and you're absolutely right."

The awareness that we would defend our country ourselves… could not be felt from those humans.

I thought you said there was a different role to play in bleeding.

Ashley accurately described the discomfort that Theon felt yesterday.

Yes, Theon nodded.

"Exchange wise, so you're right."

"In fact, in every country, the warrior class is a privileged class or a mercenary."

This is a time when the idea of a standing army was still only in the minds of some geniuses.

Speaking of resident warfare, it was about the Knights and their squire, often in addition to there, the guards of the Royal Palace, and by other warfare, I mean mercenaries, so - in the western world at the very least - Zion and Ashle were right in that sense.

It's about a time when war was a professional job.

"I just wonder if it's okay to throw all of the war at the knights at night. It's a human... it's still a knight's end."

"Was the fighting spirit you showed during the day also like the will as a man of man to such a people?

"It doesn't look like such a great thing..."

"Though not, there was something I thought," he said?

Ashley cannot help but admit why she aroused herself in such a way as to push Theon's mind.

If you look at it like it's in your heart, you're right about Theon.

"That's what I said... I can't help it... I like it"

Theon made himself nagging and snapped with his back to Ashle.

Ashle became adorable and shrugged Zion's hair with her palms.

Scion's brilliant dark hair is long enough to reach the back of his knee once it's all unraveled.

That's why they usually have to be braided and put together on top of their heads.

Oh, and instantly, Theon screamed small and held his mouth.

"Scion?"

Ashley unwittingly calls his name. Zion is turning bright red and trembling.

"Maybe... hair?

Sion's eyes were moisturized when he nodded, and he was about to cry out.

"Ouch?"

"Connect, of. It's what Ashley thinks. Like current."

It was a scar of alteration by "Jagri Jagra".

Scion's hair had already been replaced with something that captured irritation as sensitively as sensory organs.

"I'm sorry... I did"

Apologizing, however, Ashle takes and mouths that Scion's new sensors - acutely capturing only his heartfelt senses.

"No, Ashley, no, please"

"For once, I conditioned it... no matter how much the person I touched thought of Scion, if Scion didn't feel like accepting it - I'd hardly feel it..."

Ashley tells me to regret it.

But as I say, I smell it to make sure I feel it.

"Damn, since that night, I'm not trying to be that, that's not good, that's not how it works."

"If I absolutely have to alter it, I'm admonishing myself that I have to make it truly beautiful, superb!

"So, that's why this is tonight, no, Ashley, don't knit, knit. Ahhh."

Doh, Ashle's thoughts pour into my head.

I can't escape-- No, I can't even think about wanting to escape.

"Scion... sorry, I like you..."

Words are pushed with a heat that burns out reason in the back, and Theon can't breathe.

And yet I can't refuse. I like it. And Theon. A man named Ashley.

"Ashley, don't even think about it, it's gonna happen, it's gonna happen"

Theon's voice is crying, trembling. It's too much of a limit.

But Ashley won't stop knitting her hair.

As merciful as it is, slowly braid the long hair of Scion, one at a time.

While I did that, I said.

"Theon, as I said before, I desperately squeeze my reins with reason. It's this. If I didn't control my love for you, I'd be the most frightened of what would happen. I'm afraid."

Scion can't stop Ashle from confessing that her heightened beat will swell faster than the limit.

Ashle quietly ties Zion's hair.

Whenever a hair fastening is used at a stronghold, Scion tastes the feeling of being chained directly to the flesh.

That's a sensual thing called restraint.

Theon hallucinated behind his brain at the sound of being deprived of his liberty by Ashle.

Shion's tied hair, which is assembled by Ashley's hands, is a sandy cabinet destined to be broken down by Hiraki at the moment of completion.

But it would be impeccable to write down the name of "Hiragana" here.

"Beautiful place, this place is"

If the sunny day continued, Ashle took Zion on a long ride.

I didn't need to worry about the inn if I told Yuga where I was going beforehand.

Careful, there was a cottage ahead that also kept secrets strictly.

Negative sculpture tools that were long enough to fly the Vitrion but didn't know when to visit: Ashle and Zion were stained with bones that they had to prepare for the outburst of "Jagri Jagra".

"It's a relay when kings and nobles of the Union head to Trantrim, or an inn where the Command is staying during the northern logging."

That's what happened when you asked me about the inn.

Regardless of the accommodation of the kings and nobles of the surrounding countries, Ashley asked Yuga what the northern logging was.

"Isolationist, have you heard the word yet?

"It was a group of terrorists who didn't want to acknowledge the collaboration between the Night Devil and mankind."

"Correctly, they are descendants of the oppressors who once hung on this country and its surrounding countries. They still see me and the White Devil's Knights as enemies of mankind, and they see the great multitude of people who join them as slaves of the Night Devil, abandoning their pride as human beings -- corrupt."

"So northern logging means a military expedition that took care of them?

"I haven't been there in the last decade or so. However, we have recently been told by secret detectives on long-range reconnaissance that their activities seem to be activated, as they respond to the movements of powerful countries such as Esperalgo and Osmadra. Maybe it's time for the tide."

"Included Beast, I also heard the name"

"They serve ugly creatures like a mixture of several species. I may be laughed at when I say, the Night Devil, but I believe that it is their work that is hostile to mankind."

Nature near the border, it's beautiful, but be careful.

Yuga wrote me a letter stating that she would pay for the accommodation and other expenses at her own personal expense.

North of Trantrim - there was an unexpected sight to breathe there.

Springing hot springs and limestones, and the mystery created by the deep forest.

Ashley and Zion traveled through the midst of it.

Sometimes Yuga's advice comes back to life.

"Don't go any further north than the ruins of Gilgisten Castle... under their forces."

Gilgisten is said to be a military base built by oppressors who once reigned in the land.

Destroyed by Yugadir along with the madman king, who was possessed of contraindications, at the end of his miserable cannibalism and torture, and cleansed by fire.

It is now left unrestructed, and there is nothing to visit, he said.

Still, the beauty of the land of Trantrim is overwhelming.

Ashley said as she immersed herself in the hot springs.

"I see why the kings of nations have chosen the northern route, which will be a little farther away. This hot spring is really fascinating."

Besides, if I have to relay it anyway, it might not be a big deal, like a half-day trip difference.

It's the difference between getting there before noon the next day or before the final bell.

Enjoying the snow in an open-air bath, the monkeys come in and the two are surprised.

Most of all, the other one went into the hall, and when I glanced at them, I thought they were harmless, and I snuggled my eyes to indulge in the water.

"Monkey."

You're a monkey.

said the two of them.

The owners of the Inn are still an old couple, and they add more servants in the summer months, but the two of them are open alone at this time of disruption of the guests' feet.

Still, as usual, people who do yuji may visit.

Even so, while Ashley and the others were staying, the guests were alone with Theon.

The Mad King, who once ruled the Trantrim by repression: Barakoor-Gilgisten Castle, also heard anecdotes here.

The old couple welcomed Ashle and Zion as if they had been visited by a couple of grandchildren.

In fact, this was gratifying for Ashley, who is still in therapy.

Usually it's okay, but, uh, Ashley sometimes had seizures where consciousness was distant from the flesh.

I thought the flesh was not in good shape.

Still, the interval between the seizure and the seizure was getting longer.

I think Ashley is close.

I guess I also helped you feel that upward.

We talked about taking a look at the ruins of Gilgisten Castle, and Ashle took Zion to run the horse. It is a sunny day.

But as the castle approached, the thick fog held back the way it was going.

I strayed for a while. It was Theon who raised his voice in the place at the time of the river plain I reached.

"Look, Ashley..."

Ashley was crushed by its soaring beauty and lost her words.

Gilgisten was a castle built on a rocky mountain that protruded from the bottom of the river.

That was hundreds of years later, and I was looking down at Ashley.

It was already a complete obsolescence.

It is struck down, and no fine dust is felt, such as signs of humans.

And yet, for some reason, I thought Ashley saw the lights on the castle.

Fantasy, and out of Ashle's sight rubbing her eyes, it scratched out between blinks.

"Now the lights..."

Ashle had to cut the words in an attempt to tell Zion the sights she had seen.

Because there was a noise that wasn't the other way around.

Vitrion needs to be vigilant, kicking sand.

Immediately afterwards, the monster emerged from the shore, accompanied by slapping killings.

Gilgisten's soaring river, the Fibble River, was once a river with a great amount of water.

But from some time on, the river dried up, exposing itself to the mountains, as the dead fish at the bottom of the river did to their bellies.

There are rumours that the river has become a dark channel, but the facts are not insignificant.

A giant, strange monster suddenly emerged from the woods at the bottom of the river, rushing toward the Ashlets.

"Intercept"

Theon got off the horse as I said.

Holy Sword: "Rose Absolute" is not carried.

Pull out the rape pier for protection.

The only weapons that Ashley can also call a weapon in her hand are the long swords and the mountain natta that grabs the salary scale.

Dragon spears emitting powerful light strips: Carrying "Shivnir" is like bringing in an artillery unit that needs a few cannons, if you will.

Just because you have permission, Ashle doesn't have a hobby for walking around other countries looking armed like that without pulling yourself out.

Gow, and his beast barked.

Her height is well over two meters to her shoulders. Estimated weight is about 1000 giros.

Two pairs of front legs, a pair of rear legs, or a total of six legs, grow from a giant body reminiscent of a black horse.

The long deflection reminiscent of the coat is the golden yarn-mixed pitch black, with a few bright white thorns peering from its interior.

The toe was covered by its thorns and homogeneous nails, as well as bones reminiscent of armor, and it was very unlikely to be in the forest ecosystem - in its rings.

Nevertheless, it was the head that jumped through and was heterogeneous.

There is a head at the tip of the neck about the length of a horse, and a flock of sharp fangs grows from a long mouthpiece to hair.

But above all, it was the design of its head that caught Ashle's attention.

A golden obstinate horn stretches out toward heaven as disorderly as a cranberry, and a peek behind it is the whitened person-Death Mask.

The head of the monster was made of dozens of human faces.

Its long tenderness and golden horns decorating its head were giving the king an atmosphere somewhere to its bullshit beast.

Ashle also walked again and confronted this beast.

The riverbed is made of fist stone, and there is thin snow on it.

Even on foot, but even more difficult to balance on horseback.

"Oh, my God, he's..."

"Include Beast......"

To Ashle's groan, Theon threw his gaze and gave it to him for a moment.

Moments, a flash of horizontal giraffe strikes Zion.

Wesen's fearsome instantaneous power.

But Theon strikes this blow in a feathery motion.

While doing so, he was adding Rapier's blow to his shaken foreleg.

Gallic, and a deafening sound.

"Ouch," it was Zion who raised his voice.

He retreats with a slippery foothold, not a bad scaffold, and waves his sword-held wrist.

"What, his body hair... but is it made of steel? Inhibited by hard fiber... the blade doesn't go through"

"With a weapon of this magnitude, without a" spindle, "you can barely even damage it!

Saying it, Ashle observed the Included Beast.

If you look at it, there are several broken spears standing in its flesh.

Red coloring the flesh was nothing more than the bloodshed of the monster and his victims.

"Until just now, I was fighting somewhere... helpful... ferocious"

Ashle waved her sword toward Zion in order to draw his enemy's attention.

Stormy quadruple strikes plunder too fast.

"Damn, I want a shield, no, it's a spear, just one"

It was a hell of an attack speed.

Four forearms strike at me as fast as lightning.

Ashle was devoid of shields or armor and deplored the difficulty of facing this mighty opponent.

There is no way for any super warrior to be fearful of exposing and fighting a stripped creature.

The shield is a castle wall launched between your own body and your enemies, and the spear is an excellent weapon that can keep you at a distance from your enemies, as well as deeply deadly wounds in the opponent's steeple.

Again, Ashley deplored the importance of the weaponry.

But Theon was making moves in the gap.

"Violet Rose Bind!

Scion's creased rapiers turned into purple flowers as they scattered with flashes, tangled in one of the Included Beast's forearms.

A sharp thorn feeds and afflicts the meat from the top of the bristles.

It was a move that robbed the opponent of his freedom of movement with pain that was enhanced several times over the damage.

Included Beast raises a scream of bitterness.

The attack on Ashley slows down, and an empty blow jumps the riverbed stone at me.

"Damn, if I could use Shadow Crossing, I could see a fatal blow from the top of my head..."

Abominable human modifier: While it was being altered by "Jagri Jagra", Scion's overall body was slightly but constantly changing, and the use of Shadow Crossing, an alien of the short-range metastatic system, was hesitant.

Because if that had changed before or after an instant of leap, I don't know if I'd be able to materialize again safely.

Thinking about it, Isma has no choice but to wage war on Isma's arm after a successful long distance transfer.

Once again, the beast set an attack target for Zion.

The beast instinct told him that he had inflicted pain, that he had lost his weapon to the price of the alien - that it was the Zion that should be the target of the attack.

Theon checks his waist sword: "Sternenrich".

It is her guardian knife. It is only about thirty settles across the blade.

However, even though it is a small ceremonial and ritual tool, it is a genuine "focus" and it would have been possible to bury the enemy under one blow if it had attracted the opponent to the critical point.

Most importantly, it required me to be prepared to abandon myself.

The enemy eats on Zion, and you must stick a blade at the target with that moment.

So much for the "Sternenrich" blade, I didn't rely on this bucket opponent.

Originally, it was not Focus for use in the White Soldier War.

It is a blade for an entirely different application.

Still, if we're just going to tailor this beast, it's going to be incredibly easy given Zion's strength.

If we give the flesh as bait and dare to throw it out, a gap will arise irrevocably.

In the meantime, you just have to tap into a deadly blow.

Humanity would have been the idea of madness.

But Zion was immortal, and it was also the finest night demon.

Where I was rounded by the Included Beast, I should have been able to tailor this beast faster than my opponent would have finished swallowing that meat.

But then it was the price that came with the resurrection that plundered the back of Zion's brain.

In the depths of Catel Island, the attack of the Holy Knight: Gisele led Zion to carry out several full body regenerations.

And it was Ashle's flesh that paid the price.

They were two people who shared the heart, but it took the price of Zion's resurrection from Ashle's flesh.

I didn't think Theon would die, the first time in his life.

Because it's about taking life away from Ashley.

I tend to, and fear that I've never felt before sprang up from my stomach.

I will not die. Because it will bring Ashley to death.

The jaw gate of death was already imminent before the eyes of the swept up Zion.

In the meantime Ashle broke in.

The long sword shaking down from the large upper section is incandescent.

Bjow and instantly heated ambient air make noises- Aura Burst.

Basic moves: A tough, low-drain attack at the top of Aura Brow.

While the long sword became a fragment of light and vanished, he cut off one of the right arms of the Included Beast, which tried to capture Scion, and the flipped cutting-edge was thrust into his mouth, several fangs, erased and skipped.

From instant cutbacks, penetration.

Ashley made the most of her chances until the Long Sword was crushed by Spindle conduction.

Still, the beast doesn't stop.

Go forward and chew the cuttoe that tries to smash.

But as soon as he could, Ashle stuck his body between Wesen and Zion.

Ashle quickly hugs Zion and falls in with a twist.

The back was torn, and the blood was shattered.

When the knife of the beast was used, the fingernails clawed Ashley's back.

"Ashley!!

The moment Theon accidentally screamed, Theon tasted the feeling of the ground exploding.

An incandescent eruption was blowing up from his feet to intercept the beast.

"Volcanos Barrett!!

Ashley waves the move.

On its right hand was the caged hand of the earthspider that it was made from that dragon's skin.

Items conceded from Isma - "Garang Dara".

Demonstrating tremendous defense against heat and electric shock, it had strong energy additive capabilities at the same time.

Ashley used it against the round stones of the riverbed.

With that arm twisting itself while sheltering Zion, he gave direction to throw.

As a result, they became energetic enough to be incandescent to put an end to the inclusion beast.

Passing a "spindle" through a Kawahara stone that isn't even a tool is not a big deal.

Why a good tool works as a "spindle" conductor is because the tool is an elaborate one of the "will" and already has a "chisel" path.

It was only the dragon-skinned cage hand that was able to give so much "Hiraki" to the natural stone: "Garang Dara" amplified the "Spindle," only as a result of being forced to pour it in at high volumes.

I smelled a tremendous roar and burning beast hair. It smells like bad chest.

And it came to pass, when the stone rubble passed, that the beast appeared upright and hazy.

The beast hair was burning, flesh peeking from everywhere, and blood spraying.

The mouthpiece was distorted and half of the fangs were broken. Most of the humans have fallen and become second-looking and invisible.

Slurry, sloppy, and bloody liquid was still dripping, touching the stone that left the heat and giving it white smoke.

But still, the beast was alive.

The flesh had another armor inside the beast hair.

whitened outer skin that also looks like armor. That was protecting the beast from decisive damage.

Ashle found out that the creature, like a ghost, analyzed and understood what had just happened.

And who hath made himself such an eye? It was an exact way to capture it.

Then the Wesen finally identified the person to be avenged and opened the distorted mouth - the moment - its neck disappeared.

Completely, beautifully, without even leaving any remnants.

The bloodshed blew up late, and one or two steps, and the beast walked, and then how he fell over.

A figure with a long stall covering his head to face tumbled across it.

From the landed position, stand up and watch Ashley.

Kinkin ', and a strange sound can be heard from that leg.

If you look at it, aren't those legs pure white armor that unfolds as if it were just another organism there?

No, it's not. That is not armor.

Prosthetic legs.

Ashley knew the owner.

I just couldn't figure out why, right now, we're meeting again here - and I couldn't figure out why.

"That's odd, Ashledau, and then... it's nice to meet you in a state of consciousness, isn't it? Princess of the Night Devil."

Black song A voice as graceful as a bird sounds.

The shadow turned and said as he walked over and untied the stall, revealing its face.

Beautiful lapis lazuli eyes looked down at Ashle.

"Were you wounded covering the woman again? Omae, you're gonna die early for that, aren't you? Well, that's how he's taking away his maiden's heart over there, so Alam Ra would say that's a natural punishment."

Mightily, I was told I was a jerk.

But it had no shade or humidity - it had a laugh.

"Aska...... Askariya Imrabetl?

Why, Ashley said.

I really didn't know.

I wonder why, Aska laughs.

Isn't that because it's destiny?

Say so.