Sanzen no Souru Supina

Isma said she would explain the details, but the three of them were unanimous once they moved the place.

There is no hippo who explains the situation or introduces himself in detail.

Because it was easy to predict a re-raid, no corrugated attack, of the assassins who rearranged their power.

Just make sure it matters and move.

"But... there's an engraving on Elma's body... and as long as we have this, we'll be sure to find it. - Please leave it."

I showed the demodulated Isma the curse of the three worms engraved on my body, and Elma shrugged.

Isma says in a calm voice, teasing Elma's head like that.

"That's what I have in mind. Will you leave it to me?

"That's... yes. But"

By curse and conspiracy, Isma is a pervert but a genius.

It turns the situation upside down in a way out of common sense that is not perfect.

The objection in Elma's verbal butt, of course, is not something I doubted there.

However, Elma experienced with her own hands that even Isma's own life was treated like a man.

If Isma tries to cross such a dangerous bridge for herself - and thinks about it, Elma can't stop trembling.

I loved you insanely, no, because you really went insane with love, imagine if (...), I'm afraid.

"Elma, the great cavity of Siddhara... that junction is still alive, isn't it?

But Isma's voice is only mild.

Ask Elma as she retraces her past memories.

And Elma was wise enough to perceive what Isma was thinking just because of that inquiry, and understood a man named Isma again.

No way.

"! Yes, but it's dangerous. When you knew Isma, it was no longer the same as the training ground of my God: Ibizus. The great cavity of Siddhara is no longer the lab of the mad old Doctor, a pot of worm poison to create a new god."

Elma briefly explains the changes that took place during Isma's absence.

"Build a god, right? I see, is that what you're doing? Damn, I said I left out about Ele and Elma, and I have to go hit him once. Me, of course."

"Surprised... don't you?

Erma rehearsed with a void poked at Isma's eagle fling attitude.

Pei, and Isma return it.

I've had more or less a prediction since I heard the names of the mad old doctors. It is their doctrine (dogma) to create the “ultimate being”. The family of the earthspider who set up the castle on this land: it fits perfectly with the problems that the Betsalion clan had. “Crazy old doctors are human assets that combine laboratories, experimental bodies and chores, and the Betsallion clan is a god as an achievement of that."

"Yes. So in the great cavity, it's a cave of unsafe buckets. And yet..."

"If you go into a tiger hole, you don't get a tiger child," he said. No matter how many nests you have, you're stuck in a pampered Mitch Mitch, aren't you?

Isma made a disturbing gesture. This is how I rub the bread fabric, but it is an occasional gesture.

Perhaps a kind of alien ability that creates a space (mosaic) that is not foreseeable by creating partially inappropriate representations.

"Oh, that's right. But if you abandon one Elma, Isma will not work."

"You think you can do that to me?

You can't leave this cute co behind.

If Isma told me so and held me, there's no way I could argue with Elma or anything.

They're taking care of it. You can think of it.

That's the only way I can see my frozen heart melting.

Okay, okay, and Izma will stroke Elma's head again.

"I'm sorry to take you in, but I can't talk to you."

said Rattegart in a grumpy round voice.

This one leaves - giving in like a cat who has become a suspicious ghost.

A misty island that is far north: naturally because it was raided as soon as it descended from Avalon and was about to be trampled on in dignity.

In the first place, the men and women in front of them are the subjects, the earthspiders, who received their lives to perish.

No, more than that. Maybe there was the biggest cause for the mouthing Isma did to the hand she offered to shake, but that's something no one knows.

Not even Rattegart himself, not yet.

And here too, he didn't stop his hand stroking Elma, Izma explained.

"Well, to sum up, Elma's flesh is engraved with a spell of detection, and to delude it, we're going to dive into the great cavity inside this rocky mountain. The interior is a place that was used as a shrine to completely block external metastases and scanning abnormalities. Well, this mountain of Siddhara itself is an enhanced spiritual and stage device over a thousand years. To a powerful curse, you can't override another curse, can you? It takes its nature backwards."

Even though the contents of the spiritual hall, as you can hear, seem to be turning into some kind of nasty demon cave. Hahaha, and Isma, who has no tension whatsoever, added with a laugh.

"We'll go through there and punch our enemies in the face."

By the way. Isma asks.

"Elma. How long have I been asleep?

"Seven days, that's the place. I've been deluded by your powers, but I've run out of catalysts."

"It's a series of battles from Catel Island, and the resources go to the bottom. - Elma, you really put a lot of effort into this."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"punch in, what do you mean"

Rattegart gets frustrated for some reason when they build the two worlds.

A thorny voice came out.

Isma answers without moving at all to that either.

"This Co--Elma's sister was caught by them. I really need to help."

"That's a reckless assault. Is this the Church of the Assassins of the Spider: Sibilli Sumeri's Grand Main Mountain - a bridge headquarter built as a base of attack on the human world?

Rattegart's words, which have been taught beforehand as the maiden of the true knight as to what place Mount Siddhara is, are spicy.

What is the size of the denomination? Rattegart asked to get to the bottom of it.

"Thousands even with less quotes. I wonder if there's still about a thousand of them with combat skills. Even the Spindle Skilled... just so I know, there's definitely two of them."

Rattegart points out that Izma's light but contented answer is, um, roaring, and...

"And so far, it seems that somehow, I'm supposed to go my own way."

What? And Isma twisted her neck. So I went on.

"So I think Rutte should run, yo"

Rattegart's brow hangs sharply on Isma's casual suggestion.

I came to Isma's point that I had better run away, with a fierce cock.

"For I have gone down to destroy the cults that dwell in the land. Dirty evil gods and earthspiders alike will return you to dust. Besides, you! Don't call me by my nickname! Suit yourself!"

Rattegart breaks that his cheeks are not tidy because he was nicknamed Ratte. With my heart.

"... you've already been captivated by your divinity."

Boosh, and Elma muttered.

Even though it was whispering, it clearly reaches Rattegart's ear.

No, maybe that's how you deliberately skipped the Spirit of Word.

A gift as a witch, is that manifestation?

"Nah, I said... Ma'am"

"No, Nah. I just thought, no matter how much you breathe, you're not a bit loaded on your own. Even though it was obsolete, it was the god of the earthspider, Isma, who made it mine - apart from the two distinct ones, it was another dream of dreams, such as dealing with the elite of the earthspider. Did you forget what you saw earlier?

"If you don't even get hit by an accident, that kind of unconsciousness haha"

"You're good at striking surprises, aren't you? The earthspider."

"Here, Elma, no."

Isma utters a rare and commonsense word of restraint.

"No, no matter how much your husband says, I just need to be clear about this. Mr. Rattegart, he's dead. And anyway, I mean, it's going to be the main Isma thing, and I need to tap into the sequence with Kitin as the head of the witch."

"How much, what does that mean, huh?"

"It means exactly what it means. You said so yourself," Ibizas ". He said he was proud of pleasure and cruelty. The divinity of that person - that particle is made up of components of your divine body. The truth is that only a witch who has given everything can give. Tear it up to the honor which you have been given in advance."

I mean huh?! and Rattegart ate down.

You, you're retarded, and Elma laughed like a handsome guy.

It takes Isma's flesh to remain armored to provoke.

"The particles that stick in your lungs, they dive from there into your blood, into your flesh, and you can't resist them." Ibizus. "Whatever you do, you feel comfortable in the flesh. Ultimately, the meat, even the bones are chopped off. And getting rid of this is no, okay, possible ♡"

Paled Rattegart held his mouth.

Dirty, dirty, dirty.

I try to stop the word in my head that refrains, but it doesn't work.

Eat up and endure the roots of teeth that were about to ring.

"Yes... is it"

I saw Isma with a staring, tenacious gaze.

"Uh... only at this stage... I think there's something, Desquedonnay, a solution."

And, uh, ah, ah, it's only Ibizus or my own flesh, so...

"Oh, if I die, I'll be deactivated."

Ugh, Rattegart took a breath and grabbed the spear.

But it was Elma, not Rattegart, who sent a stabbing gaze.

"I won't let you at all."

There are tears in those eyes, and Izma loses her words.

"Don't worry...... elmameim. The man - Ismagalum - is the benefactor of my life. True knights never do, such as exchange vengeance before giving back. My enemy is the Evil God: Ibizus."

While you're in Ismagalum, I can't help you.

Yes, Rattegart said, informing both Isma and Elma that they would be on the same path.

"Interests are unanimous. The annihilation of the cult is my mission. And... to find a solution... I have to repay you."

Having said that, Rattegart had to intercept Izma with a knee-kick holding him as if he were tackling him.

"Wow, if you know what I mean... usually, ho, with a hug?

"Whoa, whoa, don't touch me! Oh, my God, you!

What the hell, this guy? Anyway, I'm a rattegart with no male experience, but I know exactly what's wrong with this guy (Man).

"Dear Isma... It's beautiful to stand up to even if you know you're going to be crushed"

Erma, who helps Isma wake up while saying it in a sloppy tone, is also totally weird.

But I know when I ask him, he says, "Yes," so no one can go in there.

Anyway, it's really crazy.

To love.

Tight and clean, Rattegart thought.