Sanzen no Souru Supina

Strange Device to Draw Concentric Circles: Log Solitary.

While never approaching its center, Ashle and Zion, and Yuga, however, were returning from the waters, by this bizarre Portal.

"It wasn't until after I defeated Barracool that I realized this device existed."

Weird "Portal": Sitting on one of the pedestals set to surround "Log Solitary," Yuga said.

"The Princess of the Diaspora - First Wife: Along with Ordehia, I went down to the basement of Gilgisten Castle. Barracool's final period. Termination. That's when I couldn't forget the words that pointed at us."

“The Omaes will eventually find out. the secret end of this world. And then you will know even more. Me and the Omaes, that all that is" will "is nothing but a chosen dogma for this world."

No one can escape the gardens and the harnesses.

"Barracool died whilst saying so. It was full of suggestions for a curse, and too specific for the bullshit it was now. But for a while we forgot about it. There was a pile of things to do and do in order to create a new state system - so it was not until three years after that date that I could think about it."

Yuga speaks in a tone that goes back in time.

Ashle and the others sat down and listened, as they heard the saga of the court poet (Torbadour).

Overwhelmed. And I'm upset.

One day, on Catel Island, Isma said the word "garden".

That's another world that overlaps this world, Izma said. Ashley and the others can't even see it - it's an ideal place.

And here's what I said.

My true enemy.

I should have expected it. “Secret Gardens” - with the advent of the word.

Built and forgotten by someone, the likeness of Ideal Town = "The Garden" and "The Lord" - the "Log Solitary" as its remains - were all about to appear in front of Ashley.

Yuga continues. The facts, pale.

"A ceremony to celebrate the opening from the oppressors was held at Gilgisten Castle.

It was at the same time a feast for the renovation of this castle, the start of the construction ceremony to start building additional buildings.

But the accompanying children of the attendees went missing.

It turns out that there is still a space in this castle where searches within the castle should have been carried out and thoroughly examined that we do not know.

There was a hidden door that the children who were chasing the escaped pet stumbled upon.

So, there was a lot of discovery.

Now this strange "portal" in front of us: "Log solitari" - a similar device - was asleep in the basement of Gilgisten.

I received a report and I embarked on an investigation. I could not leave it to the others. I did not know what danger awaited me, and more importantly, I had learned much in my long life.

In other words, knowledge of Focus and these "you" and the experience you have actually encountered.

And if I were immortal, even in the midst of an unforeseen state of affairs, I should have been able to survive as long as there was nothing like it.

Neither I nor his wife, Ordehia, had done away with the crude treatment of life.

So this was an irreplaceable role for no one else.

Since then, I have tried to analyze this strange device.

While leaving the Isolationists, he was assistant to the consul, but even the work of insomnia restlessness was of no avail to me, the Night Devil.

More importantly, hunger was healed by Ordehia's Dreams.

As we looked into it, it became clear that this was an even more important discovery "

Yuga pointed to the pedestal on which the Ashles would sit.

"This is it?

"Every hieroglyphic inscribed there makes sense, Ashley. It is a description (manual), but also a hidden passage (back door). For when a player doesn't have a" connector "or for some reason a connection to a" garden "is unwell."

Ashle gave me the face that I don't understand what they said.

But I hold back the urge to eat down and listen. The human story is the last thing we hear.

That's how I see things for the first time. Ashley knew that.

Yuga seemed convinced by Ashley's brilliance that she could go further.

"It was a landmark for the lost garden."

At that time Yuga's excitement was felt by Ashley as it was about me.

When and who might have built it - a signpost to get to the ideal home.

I have a self who can't forbid my chest to squeal in those words.

I did not underestimate Isma's statement that he was a true enemy.

But Ashley's interest in ancient history, curiosity, was unstoppable even if it was dangerous.

It was already part of Ashley's flesh.

"I saw it and trembled"

I understand, Ashley nodded.

"What was depicted there was only an emergency operating procedure for the (Log Solitary). But everything that was explained there was the key to a secret embedded in this world, the Realm of the Worlds End."

Seeing, Yuga pointed just in the middle of the pedestal where Ashle and Zion sat side by side.

There were a number of hieroglyphics inscribed there, but for some reason, Ashley had reached for one letter so that it could be sucked off.

And at the exact same time, Scion - as if the fingertips of each other had touched each other - felt a sweet current flowing from there into the cerebral cord, as if that was the first day we had touched each other.

I guess Scion felt the same way. They let each other go like they were bounced off.

"" Connector (Harness) ""

Looking calmly at those two figures, Yuga said.

"Now, the letters you touched are meant to mean" connectors. "It's meant to touch the other world that once overlapped this world, the ideal place, the garden.

To touch the lost “ideal home," Ashley shuddered.

"Passport, do you mean?

"Exactly, you're right.

In the “garden" (garden), there was no hunger or poverty, and humans were able to move things while they were there, watching, listening, and not touching everything.

You can heat things without fire, and without waiting for winter, you can also produce ice in the middle of summer.

Man-made stars, moons, even building such things.

An age when old, even death, could be kept far away, and when yes but only hope could embrace all of it.

Yes, the tablet tells us that everything is purified, a beautiful world. "

"So, what about this Portal: Log Solitary?

Ashley stood up and heard from the stone tablet, which she had accidentally tampered with.

Is it in a standby state? Since then, the "Log Solitary" has not been slightly moved while the petal is open.

I was beating so hard that my heartbeat felt bitter.

"The remnants of that era - I believe that the people who lost their" gardens (gardens) "due to some massive calamity - managed to return there… or to make this world - the more -" gardens (gardens) "

Ashley remembered in Yuga's story the huge unified dynasty that once ruled the land: Agantilis.

Agandiris is a civilization that suddenly disappeared from this world two thousand years after its founding.

The building, and all kinds of instruments, left behind, neglected them. The Agantilis said they had disappeared.

Shortly thereafter - in the Dark Ages - Ashle heard that demons and earthspiders, dragons and sea snakes, warriors and a group of true knights began to flow into the land.

But Yuga's words were a defeat to Ashley's common sense.

"I conclude that - the calamity:" Bloom Tide ”is the act of laying hands on the door of the garden, caused by the people of Agantilis. And that put a great price on the world."

Ashley asked Yuga, who had offered reality as an ideal price - a word of certainty.

Forget the courtesy at last, keep your curiosity out of the way.

"So what is the Dark Age that you visited afterwards, the Eleven Families of the Devil?"

"If the people of Agantilis, in order to make their return to the Garden, did not sacrifice themselves, not by killing them, but by forcing them to transform, were they not dedicated?"

Saying, Yuga took a thick notebook out of her nostalgia and showed it to Ashley.

"This is what I wrote down my research"

I could hear Theon breathing in the appearance of the notebook.

Theon, who was outside the two exchanges, was astonished.

The Night Devil seldom sets a record like this.

That's because for those of them imprisoned in a prison of complete memory, records are memorized within themselves, and it was often not necessary to externalize them.

So, at the same time, understanding what it meant, Theon was struck again by pain that narrowed the back of his chest.

"It's something I don't need... but I was wondering if someone like you might need this one day"

Saying, Yuga tucked the notebook into Ashley's hand.

Probably the fruit of hundreds of years of his research, he was handed it, and Ashley had no choice but to make him come and go between the notebook and Yuga.

"It may be too soon to give you a goodbye, but I want you to have it."

"But like this... and yet, Yuga, you can keep researching"

"I didn't say stop, Ashley. But this is how I've looked into it for 200 years now. And in the end, this Log Solitary is a failure - and there is no other way to conclude that. It's not complete - it's the only thing that can mass produce defects."

"Can't do it?"

That was like draining an egg that never hatches.

Ashle did see something bitter run on Yuga's face saying so. I could also say that it was old.

The bitterness prevented Ashley from asking what it really was - the presence of a statue of Yuga's goddess.

Yuga continues to be such an ashle.

"And no longer, there are few clues left in this land. No, it shouldn't. I entrusted it with a truly important essence. It is no longer my will.

And I'm tired.

But that doesn't mean you can't relinquish your king's responsibility.

I just have to stay here.

So Yuga's eyes said.

Will you solve the mystery of this world instead of me? Will you come back and teach me that? And if you can't get to that mystery and fall in the middle of the road, will you entrust this to someone with a notebook with your words? Just as I did to you.

Yuga didn't say anything. But Ashley knew it was painful.

"Will you get it?

Again, Yuga said, wrapping the notebook around Ashle's hand.

Kokuri, Ashle nodded. I did inherit, I responded.

Yuga smiles silently.

It was then that Theon, who watched the men interact silently, listened to his voice.

It sings, it rings in the distance, it sounds like a croutadry thing.

When he realized he was fluttered, Zion stood up and was on his feet toward the open petal of Log Solitary.

In the woods, like a princess searching for the Lord of beautiful singing.

And Theon found it... I felt it. In the center of the petal, in its lid...

Shh, there was a noise, and the petals closed simultaneously. It was also the moment when the trap that perceived the prey did not pass its period and closed its jaw gate.

Too much, Theon couldn't escape.

There was no way that Scion, sealed with "Shadow Crossing," an instantaneous transfer, could escape at that time.

So it was the two men who helped Zion.

Yuga jumped in on Shadow Crossing. And I tried to escape so I could hold Zion.

I tucked in the short sword that Ashle was hanging on her hips. I went through the spindle. It cracks in a second.

However, only one second of it bought me decisive time to escape the jaw gate, which they simulated in the petal.

Until then, the inside of the petal was literally stripped of its fangs. I scratched here in Yuga, where the reverse hook or needle jumped in to save Zion.

It leaves a scratch that is never shallow on Yuga's shoulders, legs or back. For Yuga, the highest-ranking night demon, it was a wound that quickly blocked.

Ashle was also cracked in the right arm. The moment I stuck my blade deep, I was torn apart.

The petals scratched like creatures and damaged Ashley.

On the other hand, he became a snail held by Yuga, and Zion panicked.

The dripping Yuga blood, and the actions that jumped in to help Zion without omitting themselves, worked in favor of Yuga, which could not be erased in Zion.

I know I shouldn't, but my chest is pounding.

Yuga tried to fix the head of a single room that cared about Sion's neck muscles in such a way that she hadn't even noticed Sion's upset or anything.

Oh, uh, I just got a little voice.

Lightly touched, that's all, Yuga's heart poured into Zion's head.

Changes made by Ashley - your hair is the conductor of your thoughts.

It was thought. Hot enough to scorch.

Maybe much stronger than the day you turned down the proposal.

Theon found out how much a man named Yugadir has endured so far with his steel "will".

I want to take this girl away from me like this - Yuga's heart, which I want, flirted with Zion as a physical sensation.

Scion can't move like a deer that has been shot off by a snow leopard.

The day-to-day claw marks that I still can't even tell Ashley hurt.

But yet, when a man named Yuga stood up, he returned Theon's body to Ashley's arm, after he had finished taking care of him.

"Don't be alarmed - this is a monster that is never compatible with humans."

With that said.

And when I get back to Ashley's arms, it's too much to tell me that they think like a treasure, and yet I feel the pain of being torn apart.

Ashley said at the time of the alteration.

"You can't just think of someone for your hair to convey your thoughts. Unless you think of someone yourself".

Theon shudders at it.

It's awkward, I can't wait.

Being fond of others shivers Zion.

Then the three of them leave the "secret garden” - exactly where it might have been its entrance (entrance).