Sanzen no Souru Supina

The voices of men and women echo low in the dark where they may not be present.

Cooked incense is like opium.

Or drugs beyond the more fearful intelligence.

It mingles with the sweat of a woman bound and deprived of liberty, shaking like a book of thin silk that covers reason and takes away thought.

However, only the sensitivity of the meat is sharpened, cruelly, and vibrant.

The woman who is suspended and forced into a humiliating position is one crack of the earthspider princess witch, Elma's sister: Ele.

And blaming that ele was no different than her real brother, Calcasas.

"Who's your husband, Elehimera? Say it."

How many times will it be? Cal asked.

"Brother... Brother Calcasas, it is"

And to that inquiry, Ele also returns it as if it had broken.

Blurring, only that skin trembles at the resumption of interrogation and the cruel pleasures that will be added.

Cal continued.

"That's right. It was this me who raised you. Loved. I was proud. Because both of my two sisters have become witches who deserve the favor of my God: Ibizus - but you both betrayed his brother's trust! That's not all."

Omae guided and helped the Omaes from their love and admiration for the man who took away his credentials - Ismagalum - until he robbed my God and even then fled.

Cal lines up the truth for himself.

Tell a story (...) that Ele and Elma once believed as well.

"Therefore I have made the Omaes an irreversible body again. The Omaes must have figured it out. They betrayed us. Truly hateful is that man: Izmagalum Hidunhi!

Calcasas as he crawls his fingers and lips on Ele's leg line, Cal says.

The quiet tone hits an indestructible high, giving birth to the fever.

Ele is restrained and hung together with a snail that opens his hands and feet to the left and right.

I don't know how much they do that anymore.

The mind and flesh (body) are blamed out while maintaining their unbreakable critical, already seven days.

The flesh and spirit were so far out of bounds.

"And because the Omaes revamped, I heard the plea. He lent the traditional" Focus "of his precious ancestors:" Jagri Jagra ". Until the doctors' advice is withdrawn. That Focus, a family heirloom, would've been familiar with your blood, wouldn't it? Until then, it's what's been buried in your sisters' meat, right? But yet, Ele, Omae!

Cal's fingers, lips and tongue follow Ele's roots.

The many tools that are hesitant to describe them, as well as the hands-on manipulations - those that irritate the flesh and mind of the victims and bring out the words.

And it came to pass, that Cal was calm, as he had returned unto Us.

"Once again, I let this brother down. You just let your enemies get away with it, or you lost the" Jagri Jagra "- only the dragon skin wrap, the control device, took it home. And my youngest sister, Elma Mayme, has not returned. - What do you mean?

"The enemy captured me by Izmagalum."

"So the only thing I can't grasp that position is when the Izmagalum spell is blocking detection, is that it?

Cal's hand grabs Ele's flesh roughly, squeezes, and twists it up.

Ele screams.

The abominable artifact of human alteration: the flesh, which has long been pursued as far as desire is concerned by "Jagri Jagra", cannot resist the blame of a man, even if it squeezes the power of will.

With her hands badly cried, Ele admits.

This has already been done dozens of times before.

It was also confirmed information.

Repeating the same question over and over again was the basis for interrogation, but it was already Cal's. It had gone through torture and begun to wear the color of brainwashing.

This obsession with Ele, of Cal, the Civili Shmeri building beam, has a reason.

Inbred marriage is not so uncommon among your species of earthspiders.

In fact, Cal's parents were also related to their sister and brother.

Especially if it was the architecture of the Assassination Church = the patriarchal lineage, it was no surprise or anything to try to obtain darker blood due to its ties.

The Source of Genius: It's about a time when even humans believed that the expression of "Spindle" was something that came to a half-breed.

At an early age, Ele thought of Cal, her brother, and Cal, too, was.

Because he was chosen by God, Ibizus, he was able to seal his thoughts, his love and his contemplation.

It was the only thing I could give up.

But the fact that both my sister and God were taken away by another man named Izmagalm pulled the seal off and distorted love erupted.

That was shaping the roots of a man named Cal.

Cal said as he wiped his wet lips with Ele's body fluids and his own saliva.

"But the more I followed, the more my spell finally captured Elma's place. Where do you think? Right, can't you answer that?

Don't be surprised, this summit of Siddhara, the company of Ibizas, is over our heads.

Cal bumped into a new fact.

And the flesh of Ele trembled.

The eyes of Ele, which were closed to escape the dream, were so open that they spilled

"We have to make sure of this. Wouldn't you?

"Brother, Brother Cal, please, please, I don't care what happens to me, but Elma, only that Co, let go, let go"

"Forgive, what do you mean? Whatever it is, it is my treasure. Take it back into this hand. - Are you worried about something?

Cal's sexuality in unilaterally calling his sister possession is still distorted.

In fact, behind its cool appearance, Cal had a habit of succeeding in lust, along with anger, hatred, and jealousy, among himself to see Ele and Elma assembled and played with an unspecified number other than himself.

He is a man who is cunning and bold, but at the same time keeps a fierce suspicious demon in his heart.

I was not.

Even now, as it were, Ele sometimes felt the remnants of her brother, who once loved herself straight to Cal's luck fingers and breath in search of herself.

He was my brother, who gently wrapped his precious balls around me.

We were special to each other.

The man asks.

"Ele, isn't it as if Elma had betrayed you"

"No, we never had a brother."

"Now I know... I've already sent Dajragala."

Blurring, Ele shook again.

Because Dajra was a man who touched his cousins (cousins) muscles and was the head of men who tamed Ele and Elma with submission and obedience.

It was a disgrace to others, a cry to humiliation, a sexuality that found joy there.

Ele and Elma obstinately attempted to humiliate the Princess of the Night Devil: Theonzafir, possibly because of the beatings they continued to receive from this man.

Oh, and Ele's got a voice.

I remember pushing Elma into Isma's arms.

I'm sure that one will be there.

But it opened up such a huge Metastatic Gate. Must be severely depleted.

Otherwise, Elma can't be found on the summit of Siddhara because that clever Co is now and more than ever.

All you have to do is escape to a remote island surrounded by an unreachable sea of earthspider detection.

There's a reason you're not. There's a reason you can't run away.

"It's funny. If you're so close, why don't you return? Funny thing. Wouldn't it?

rattling, and Ele's teeth rang.

My brother, Cal, has become suspicious. that Elma worked betrayal, and that Isma might be so close.

More than that, Cal will be thoroughly sure.

You will never rest your hands until you find the roots of that suspicious darkness, hold onto the roots, burn down your startled opponent and return him to ashes. That's the kind of man I am.

"And Ele-- you lied to me again, didn't you?

"Brother, if Ele, beside you, I will always be beside you. To my servant, I will be a slave. I'll give you my body, my heart. We can accommodate any request. So, so."

Cal grinned terribly at the appearance of his sister, who turned pale and complained in tears.

"Oh, my God, is it a bloody confession? I feel like this is the first time Omae has told me so much bloody love in the last few decades. You've changed, Ele?

As a completed killer, where has the feared Omae gone?

Where has Omae gone when she scorched herself into hatred for the man who deceived herself and abandoned her and vowed revenge?

Where has the resentment gone for the man who took away the God to serve, the Ibizus, and his happiness as a witch?

"Again, Izma brought me in by the guy... and he pulled out my liver, right?

Unforgivable, Cal muttered.

It was then that a tease, and a ringing bell rang at the entrance.

"Dajragala? Did you go away? That was fast. Get in."

Cal allowed the returning spiritual soldier to enter the room without any blame of conscience for exposing his own sister's nakedness and dementia to others.

No, it's probably the opposite, and Cal has the spirituality that drives him that anger.

Lightly, Dajra appeared diving through a thick cloth that combined the doorways.

Kneel instead of Cal.

"What's the end?

"I lost four of them."

Aragami soldiers, huh?

Cal's eyes narrowed to a faulty belly heart to trust.

However, the exact report of Dajra not wearing clothes on her teeth is the most important thing to attach importance to as a building beam and cannot be reprimanded.

Rather, the magnitude of this damage is a testament to the accuracy of one's own forecasts.

"Again, Ismagalum..."

"That's not all. Ermameim is a rebel. And most importantly,"

To that extent, he cut the words and whispered that Dajra could only hear Cal when he stood up.

Whiter skin than Cal's snow lost his mind and his deep red eyes opened.

"Are you serious?"

"Swear."

"What's Elma's position?"

"I searched again for loss. But before that, you won't be able to feel the release of that much. Unless you're within a powerful bond, like the mountains of Siddhara."

"And yet, the fact that we can't get here... is for a reason. If not, this place should no longer be turned into a battlefield"

"Not completely, you mean not"

What about "leeches” and “leeches”?

"If we're safe, he'll tell us the whole story."

“Beatles” and “leeches” are those who have dedicated one or more of their five senses to intelligence at a price.

Namely, "secluded eye (sea turtle)" - "secluded ear (sea turtle)".

At the price of imperfection, they are the unique functions of the earthspider, who has become an expert in far-sighted alienation, far-sighted alienation.

Spindle's blood muscles, of course.

Cal had ordered Dajra-led troops to grasp the actions of "leeches” and “leeches”.

At the same time, Ele, who cannot even know the circumstances while bound, has no idea, such as Cal's upset attributed to the return of "Ibizas".

I just remembered that Ismagalm and Elma were safe, and that of the earthspider, too, was relieved to have left the flesh-modified being: the Aragami soldier.

I guess I caught that sign, Cal looked back and looked down at Ele with a shitty (Ranlan) glance.

"Ismagalum - he said the man showed up. That too, with Elma."

You knew, Cal asked silently.

Ele's response was made by silence. It was the silence of affirmation.

Cal's beauty gave rise to wrinkles resembling old age.

"So he plotted me three times. I can no longer forgive you. Omae's heart fell to tell us where it was. If I were your real sister, I'd be hesitant..."

I commanded Dajra to call the doctors.

"He's coming here. I don't know if that purpose is my murder or the recapture of Omae. But then there's the trick."

"Brother, Isma is... he is already beyond my God: Ibis. That's a long way ahead."

"Don't call me that. Don't call me that. Don't call me that. Don't call me that.

Look, Ele, Cal said.

"Let us not say that we have forgotten the decline and separation of the clan and the bitterness we have experienced in the days of wandering that follow. If the man who took everything from us - Isma has already got the" one and the other "of Ibizus, I will only take it back."

We've already got the alternative to Chichi - Cal's face has been distorted by the devil.

"Once [Ibizus] was a dragon killer hero. Then shall I overcome it with the slaughter of God?"

Ask Omae to be a dedication for it.

From behind Cal, who peered into the elephant with his madly bloody eyes, they entered the room without a sound, unlikely in a very human silhouette.

“Crazy old doctors”.

Its voice whispering uninterruptedly as if it were a curse, their theories and arguments, all crazy, fill the room.

Ele did see the rhythm flowing into it from her brother's ear and occupying his skull.