Sanzen no Souru Supina

Well, from the covenant between the Girl Pope and the Emperor of the Esperalgo Empire, already a few months.

Far away lands, trading cities under the rule of the Aramaic and Osmadra empires: the story resumes at Ziraf Haza.

"Looks like you've been getting a lot of guidelines. I'm not faking this, Ashley."

"You're making room for me again, my lord Asuka."

"Heh, that's this line. With a fighting strip, Your Highness. I guess that's it, in the meantime, it's working that you were outnumbered by the score totals and monopolized Ashley all night, huh?

"Oh, hey, that's supposed to happen. Here's the thing... Ashley and I are one heart!

"It's time to admit your mind and find a way to fold it, or it'll break your heart -? Anyway, the subject Ashledau will be recorded as a legendary woman before she becomes a rare hero in my view."

"Oh, come on. Oh, no, no."

Ashle, a party, is being heard in the shadow of an obstacle as she wets herself with sweat from the top of her head.

A sport named "Scouts (Istique Scharf)".

As an athlete, Ashley is there.

In an artificial, three-dimensional maze made of a combination of stone, wood and cloth, while exploring the position of the opponent, you win if you take away all the markers affixed by not being serious.

Markers are stamped one on each arm, one on the heart, and one on the back, and touching these makes them the point.

It is good to extremize or assemble joints or tangle your body, but no other blow should be done anywhere else, and you should not let them bleed or suffer injuries (this is the same with arthroplasty).

One game is roughly enough. It is measured by an hourglass.

If all three markers are taken, it becomes a "corpse” and exits the game.

No matter how many points you score until then, when you become a "corpse," all the points fall into the hands of the winner.

Sometimes running around to the full time is a tactic, too.

Compete for how to get behind them, quietly, quickly and accurately touch just the marker.

This was such a sport.

Compared to the combat training of a knight who wears heavy armor and carries a weapon in his hand, there is nothing like that.

It was an ashle that bracketed so high, but it was sweet.

Thanks to the small number of targets that could be attacked and the rule that the opponent should not be beaten or harmed, this "scourge” had been turned into an advanced game in melee combat where only certain parts of the opponent were required to be accurately shot through.

It's not just martial arts that are needed, it's static, flexible, and tactical eyes that poke at the opponent's void with high predictability.

Inside a wooden labyrinth (Barack) full of dim gaps on stage, it is a great situation for ambushes.

By the way, the unreliable light thrown by the phosphorus-emitting candlestick set in place claps at the suspicious demon.

Right now, for example, there is no tongue battle between Zion and Asuka, nor can it be said that it is one of the tactics.

By speaking out, you invite the opponent to upset you while letting them know where you are roughly.

This will not be an irregularity because it will not be attacking the flesh.

Honestly, it was Scion who most adapted to this rule.

A small, flexible flesh, like a mausoleum, will fit in a surprisingly small space.

It's, like, a cat.

From where Ashley passed by without even thinking deeply, he attacked by gently expanding his folding body.

Aska was the same in that sense, but more skilfully is the mouth-watering line that scratches the other person's spirit with words.

Of course I hope I don't respond to this one, but that's where the craftsman comes from.

It is approaching in a way that makes me want to react.

I think I lifted the other guy down, and I even mention what happened in the bedroom last night.

It was terrible lewdness, glossy speech, and ear enhancement.

This is true when it comes to Aska's brilliant maneuver, which discerns that even if Zion is leading with physical surgery and aptitude, he has no resistance at all to glossy tales, but Ashle, who is honestly listening, is bad for the heart.

Shivering himself with agitation and qi (Rinqi), Scion seems to come to my attention, and when I realize it, I'm losing my blood from both hands.

When I noticed, the tongue fight stopped, and at the next moment, signs of a fierce bump of temper were felt from surprisingly close by.

Ashle moves quietly towards you and as quickly as she can.

It's a Kosovo-muddy way of fighting for fishermen's interests, but this is the only way left if the overwhelmingly unfavourable Ashley can aim the reversal from the status quo.

Turning all opponents on the field into "corpses” = "Killing (Greeting)" adds more points as a bonus.

This was a chance to reverse it.

By the way, Ashley is now naked in her upper body and shorts to her knee length.

In order to prevent fraud, the competition had to take place in a uniform that was almost half-naked, and just before the start of the match, physical examination of the opponent had also been incorporated into the rules.

It was there that the competition itself became the stage of assassination more than once.

As he approached the field in question, Ashle felt signs of pushing him to death on the peeled skin poking like a needle.

As a training, and to re-grind the flesh that has been lost by rest, “scourge” is a good competition.

Being acute about the other person's signs allowed the flesh to rapidly regain the vibrancy of its previous inquisitions and cuts, and more importantly, Ashle to exceptionally elevate his skills as a previously poorly polished scout (scout) and mentor (pathfinder).

The only way I'm going to get there is through my skill as a knight, protected by legions and armor, and as long as I destroy (at best) the enemy in front of me.

Ashley literally felt it on her skin.

"Keep fighting as you soak your neck in the turbulence of blood and sludge - that's the way Omae went."

Once, when Ashley awoke to "Spindle," she told me so as if to repent for her sins. Father: I felt that now, at this time, Ashley had finally understood the words of Gresnau.

Dive through a narrow alley.

Ashley deduces the positioning of the two beautiful princesses from their earlier voice positions and hurries to a large passage, also known as the labyrinth aorta, to storm the point of engagement (Engagement Point).

Due to those two temperaments, it was clear that once bumped into each other, it would be a complete annihilation (at least) battle that would take one marker away from another until it was completely extinguished.

The amount of fighting between Zion and Aska is almost reciprocal.

Scion prevails in flexibility and mobility, but Aska fills the difference between tactical eyes and mouth trilogy.

The course of the game will change dramatically depending on which takes the first hand.

I felt sorry for Ashle for being in an explanatory position.

But this is reality.

I have to admit.

However, amidst repeated developments so far, Ashley had begun to reliably remember the terrain of this battlefield.

Yes - enough to predict the point at which the two would clash.

Let the two of them contend, assault the remaining sides where both sides have taken points from each other, making it a total take.

This is a chance for a big reversal, because the point the opponent who made the "corpse” was making until then is the rule of moving everything to the winner.

That's what I thought, and Ashle stepped into a single back passage leading to the aorta of the makeshift labyrinth (Barack).

There were traces.

The intense disturbance that remains in the fabric that makes the labyrinth a snail is proof that there was a clash here.

Ashley observes her surroundings carefully - so she discovers something extraordinary.

"Hey, what's this..."

was abrupt.

But from the rubbing marks and the signs of being pulled off, it seemed that it had peeled off at the end of the fight.

It's underwear.

Of women.

Too much, Ashley had it in her hands.

In a place like this, right now, if it was falling, it could only be either Zion or Asuka, naturally.

If you smell it, you'll know exactly which one it is.

The certainty was in Ashley.

Especially Sion and Asuka's "Spindle", each of which is rosy and smeary, incenses strongly.

It's a paranormal sense of smell that can only be felt by the Spindle Capable.

No, and Ashley returns to me.

Tell me what to do.

That has nothing to do with the ongoing battle.

From a stranger's point of view, no matter what you think, it just looks like a miscarriage paranoid unfortunate sexual fantasy.

Besides, I could lose my dignity as a knight.

Perhaps something as a human being before that would also be at stake.

A lot of crap in this book as well.

"Let's stick around. Let's stick around."

Saying so, at the end of the gaze he raised, Ashley found something even more outrageous.

It is the second focus.

of lace frilled. That was caught in the wood that made up the wall.

"Oh, my God."

Recover immediately.

that I was here or Ashle noticed a terrible fact.

I'm not (...).

Now, the two princesses are developing a "no” Bad Status.

Before the competition began, Ashley remembered that she was stuck with the two uniforms.

Should we call ourselves buddies in piercing clothes, short clothes of extreme length have no sleeves, and their backs are boldly open, like losing sight of the blinding footwear thanks to slits running to the side.

Sion's, that overly bold visit might be better.

At first it was only that hard, but every day the impending impulse between women escalated, and when I realized it was happening.

So Ashley was being rubbed.

Well, one way or the other, things were going on with a snail that Aska would stir up better and Zion would be put on it... very hard to show other guys.

If so, this may be the end of a terrible chain reaction between Asuka, who wants to make things interesting, and Zion, who will not be able to see around when he is willing.

Naturally, the evidence in hand (...) is strictly secured.

"Ha, ha."

Ashley thought of the current state of affairs between the two in her brain vividly and with clarity, and fought.

But so was Ashley in the sense of a pinch.

The evidence and the delusions it evoked were prompt in the sense of a physiological reaction as a man.

What a bad status.

Different constraints and considerations make the descriptions difficult, but as they are, they greatly reduce mobility.

Postural, too, pretty cool.

Literally, it's Toobad.

How about a single (two) stick (bat). Oh, my God.

As far as escaping such reality was concerned, it was a distress.

Unexpectedly wipe the sweat that has been blown out of bounds with a nearby cloth.

And then I realize later what a bad hand that was.

"Awwww!!! Huh, I wiped it!!!

As such, it was the moment when Ashley was completely upset.

Two shadows, which arose suddenly to the left and right, assaulted Ashley.

And whoever else, Zion and Aska - in the vortex of the matter, those are the two.

There was no such thing as a hippo standing back from upset.

Sion took my arm and poked me in the left chest as I popped into my chest.

At that moment, Aska is taking the marker off my back.

By chance, three points lost. It is an Ashle instantaneous killing.

Are you really the hero, Omae?

"Your Highness Zion, battle!!

"Take it and stand!!

The two beautiful princesses began a fierce battle, shielding the gamely dead ashle.

Ashley, who became a "corpse” as if she were in an audience pulled up from the audience on the stage of two rare benders, is just being flirted with.

No, the two obsessed with a fierce offense have no hesitation whatsoever, but rather snuggle their bodies close to Ashley to compete.

Ashley gets ravaged (carved) by the smell of her body and the heat that could burn her, and the soft feeling.

This was violence, and it was also violence by beauty, as there were the words "nabu" in Nabu.

By and large, don't you two beautiful princesses have "none” right now?

Shouldn't that be?

Isn't that a forbidden crisis?

Akan Bhaun, isn't thumping like that coming, coming or not?

Whenever a short, flickering dress flickers, a frightening leg beauty afflicts Ashley.

soft stuff is pressed and instead of plundering the tip of the nose, it is a push sale (direct marketing)

How long, that's how they would have rubbed each other.

Puffy, and I thought Ashley heard a small noise.

I feel something hot in my nasal cavity right after.

And it drowned.

Ha, and groans, and hurries to hold his nose.

As soon as possible, a fierce whistle rang from overhead, stopping the game progression.

Looking up, he was telling us that Athelui, Aska's deputy, had a decisive anomaly from the scaffolding that was stretched over the top of the match venue.

And almost simultaneously, the signal for the end of the game - yes, there is a referee in this game.

"Ashley's bleeding! The two players back off - it's against the rules!

No attacks that cause the target to bleed. Athelui decided that the attack on Zion and Asuka was covered by that clause.

"No, because he was already a corpse!

"The player who became a" corpse ”shall exit the field at his will. However, if this is prevented by another player, and if in any way an attack (...) is allowed upon its obstruction, the obstructed player will be immediately“ corpsed ”as an act of transgression and consequent penalties.

The player of the “corpse” on the obstructed side is also treated as the "resurrected" in the total (Lizart).

In doing so, the player's hold on the obstruction is delegated to the “resurrected" - taking over Rule Book 3, Section 2, and its ancillary matters, and dismissing the protest!

Jumping magnificently off the scaffold, Athelui judged the situation.

"His Royal Highness Zion, His Highness Aska, deemed an anomaly between the two sides, winner: Ashledau. All points in the final round go to Ashledaw!

"You're lying, right? 'Cause you didn't put a single blow in there, did you?

"Whether it's breast feeding or milk or milk - I don't know Ashledau's sexual preference, but I see the killing with a murder weapon (...) on the tip of my nose as an attack!

I don't know what kind of heavenly extraction, but apparently Ashley would have liked to have picked up the win.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Athelui"

"Don't get me wrong. I just took over the rulebook and made a fair decision."

"Uh, it was my strategic mistake to put the sturdy guy in the Judge"

Aska made a bad move, but the ruling didn't cover it.

Since all the points for the current round moved to Ashley, even the total (Lizart) combined with Ashley's victory by just one point.

"Yep, because of that, I thought I'd continue to enjoy the sweet evening last night... and of course, invite His Royal Highness Theon"

How unfortunate, Asuka says deliberately.

By the way, this game was a betting game.

However, hangings are not direct money or precious metals.

The winner in total (Lizart) gets the right to free the two losers for the rest of the night.

Last night Asuka took the victory and the ashle, and Zion was eaten into his custody, as it stands.

By the way, what did they “keep”?

It would be better not to reveal this.

Everyone has a life to spare.

"It was a good opportunity for His Highness Sion, who was scorched overnight, to enjoy himself."

"Nah, nah, my lord Aska! Were you thinking that... horrible"

"Rest assured, my lord. Isn't it early, Sion? Ashley seems to have been good at scorching women these days. Hey, Ashley?

Ashle raised her voice of protest at Aska, who is changing spearheads with natural currents.

"Hey... Exactly... Isn't this an anomaly? This trap."

Ashle offered him two pairs of underwear he was gripping.

The bleeding is now healing thanks to the medicinal herbs that Athelui checked on and stuffed me at that time.

"What? Don't drop your clothes, it's not in the rulebook."

"Because, you know... I can't concentrate on the competition. What if I see you?

To Ashley's protest, Asuka laughed and, shortly afterwards, dared to turn her own short hem to show it.

Wow, and Ashley covers her face with her palms.

I can honestly see it from the gap between my fingers.

But it was correctly covered with clothing.

Of course, the status display is "Yes".

To Ashle, who loses her voice, Aska burst into laughter.

"You shouldn't wear two pieces of underwear, it doesn't even say. I mean, Ashley, Omae was eaten all over the place. Conspiracy with His Highness Theon."

"Oh, eh?! And Theon?"

"Even so. Yes, Your Highness?

Scion turned away his blushing face, fumbling at Asuka's talk.

"Either way, I want Ashley to be my own, and that's strength too. I don't like it when Ashley chooses me with sympathy, okay?

"Damn, that must have been His Highness Asuka... if Ashley had won today, she would have missed me last night... sympathetic, she would have chosen, or... because she would have stirred me up"

Ashley could have imagined a plot by Aska (every single one), as if it were being carried out in front of her.

I don't know, a little, no, a lot of nasty smell about Aska turning her hand around Zion's shoulder and breaking up with him slightly.

"Look, show him His Highness Theon, too"

"Come on."

Shion stopped Asuka's hand, who tried to turn the hem of Shion's clothes with a natural hand.

"Oh? What, that reaction. I've already shown you my underwear. I can't believe I'm embarrassed."

"Shit, no, no, no, no, no, no."

The attitude of Scion, desperately pressing the hem and turning bright red all over his body to argue, represented everything.

This is what I fell to talk about.

Ashley felt the blood overflowing when she bounced off the herbal stopper.

It was Athelui who helped Ashley to die.

"Both of you, what are you going to do to make your symptoms worse! Exit! Exit!

Athelui, whose attitude is rigorous but thoroughly and appropriately treated, is at first rather more than homely, I guess, with a sisterly, feminine temperament.

Gradually, Ashley has figured that out.

"Yikes, you can't help it. While we wait for tonight's sharpening, we can take a bath in the sauna, Your Highness."

"Well, I'm sorry, Ashley, but it's... give it back."

To Zion's offer, Ashley offered him the evidence he had recovered.

Theon picked one out of it. It belongs to the lace.

"Wow, this is awesome!!

But it was then that an unexpected reaction occurred.

"Wow, not mine."

Athelui took it from the side as he pulled it away.

It is one that Ashle has wiped his sweat off.

"Kiki, where are you, sweating, your sweat - damp with juice!!

He strangled his throat and Ashley slapped Athelui in both hands asking him to let go.

It's superior to the carotid artery!

Ashley tapping desperately, but not reaching the fierce Athelui.

No good, this hemostasis is no good!

"Here, this is it! What His Royal Highness Asuka took away from me this morning!

"Ah, sorry, Athelui, I let you use it"

"Oh, since then, Athelui, as His Highness put it - is there a reason why you haven't worn it yet?!

Dead, dead, Ashley thought in a hazy consciousness.