Sanzen no Souru Supina

Now, in this way, the formation of the Ashle and the Osmadra Empire: Sand Lion Brigade mixed units seemed to be going smoothly, but in fact, it wasn't.

What disputed was formation, no, rightly a membership.

There is a group of merchants who set up tabernacles at the border to visit Trantrim with the arrival of spring.

Dealing with the best visitors that spring will have a festive high price is the lesson of trading around here.

Everyone is looking forward to the day when the long winter will be far away as soon as possible and spring will prevail.

I know you're an Ikz, but you're an Alam, but there's nothing else.

It demonstrates that, even in religious conflict, there is an essential reality in human endeavour that requires exchanges and transactions.

Because there is a history from Trantrim that has been responsible for mutual benefit and survival by exchanging rock salt and rose water cut out of mines and spices, tea, wheat, etc., from the Alam area.

And the merchants of Arabism were also known for their talent.

In other words, instead of waiting for the spring visit, we wait around the border like it did before.

But it was not the merchants, that year, who cut off the front lines and set up the tabernacle.

It was cleverly disguised and the appearance that made the merchants appear, but the identity of a group of about 100 people belonged to the Osmadra Empire, First Prince: an independent force under the banner of Ascaria Imrabetor: the Sandy Lion Brigade.

Prince: Ascaria-Aska did not move the entire army of the Sand Lion Brigade, consisting of a thousand and two hundred men.

There are no enhancement proposals to hire new mercenaries.

Instead, a relay site was created at the location of the street and a method of distributing ten horsemen there was adopted.

Seventy percent of the legions are ordered to wait in the trade city: Ziraf Haza.

This was the speed with which the information was communicated and the barracks, as well as the extraction in case.

In time, Aska decided not to let even the 100 elite men she had selected accompany her (Shiraihan) in Operation Trantrim Invasion.

This is the result of listening to the prophecies of Ashle, Zion and Izma as they march on the overload and its enclosed Closed Corridor.

Of course, there was one stuffy (monkey) as well as a lid stuffy (monkey).

But the voice of Asuka's crane, the master, and whenever the pointer or question from the soldier rose, was the catachy to which Ashle's efforts, pointing one at a time and dividing emotion from reality, sincerely preached the meaning of the prophecy.

The opposite is true of Asuka, the type who leads soldiers with his authority and charisma.

To the appearance of Ashle, who abandons his identity and attempts a sincere (shimmering) persuasion from the same altitude, until sometime the soldiers of the day began to have Ashle's shoulders, and at the end of the day developed into a scene in which a few persuaded opposing soldiers.

"I don't care about any details. Anything you can explain to me, don't cover it up, I'll answer."

The image of Ashle, who swore "I swear not only to Alam Ra, but also to my God: Ikes," when asked whether to swear to Alam Ra, moved the sentiments of the soldiers.

"Oh, my God, you guys aren't going to be switching masters from today."

In the Alam area, adult boys have decided on what to stretch out their mustaches and the market is set, as blurry as Asuka with a fake beard that doesn't suit them.

Of course, by the time I made that comment, I was surprised with my eyes circled, and I was staring at Ashley with a vision.

Athelui and others watched Ashley as she let her cheeks tide and relieve herself.

It's what Isma whispered to Zion, who lays her eyes down and laughs with a spare look.

"While I don't look at it for a second, I've become more reliable. When can you feel the hegemony? Hey, princess, you've always felt more unreliable."

Of course, I still don't, do I? and to Izma's words that she will not forget to lift herself, right, Sion responded.

"Not yet," he said.

But the gentle light that dwelt in the deep purple eyes that lay low was wet and shining, as was the case of the woman who was told where the man, as the owner of his heart, had decided to go.

And Isma, as always, overlooked it.

The figure is thick, or missing, or stable array.

Anyway, after all that happened, the operation was activated.

And now the key to the operation was, after all, Zion and his sword: "Rose Absolute".

"As long as I'm around, Yuga will come after me"

"At the same time, the statistics so far show that overloads inherit their pre-reincarnation racial characteristics quite colorfully - except for you, the so-called humans."

At the seat of the military council, the gaze of the heads of the Sand Lion Brigade divisions concentrated on Zion, who goes into the centre and declares, and Isma, who sits instead to say it as an escort.

"When humans are reincarnated into overload, the change is greater, presumably because more factors about plasticity remain active than other species," he deduces. - Previous research.

Humans are, so I guess they're still a lot of unfinished species.

Ashle supplemented that kind of careless statement by Isma in panic.

"It's a species that leaves many possibilities," Isma says.

The Sand Lion Brigade ceremony takes the form of a commander-in-chief in the upper seat, with a group of ministers lined vertically against the upper seat one column at a time, left and right, and after raising their hands, those nominated by the commander-in-chief, who have gained a say, go out into the central space and state their claims against the surroundings.

I don't know if it's in the Arabic community in general or in the Osmadra Empire and all the armies are, but Ashle was surprised by this.

I think what is on the last seat is more progressive than the military councils of Western countries, which are only allowed to speak from a disadvantaged place.

I know what it's like to learn this part, and I know how to work hard.

More than before, Ashle had noticed for herself that her attitude towards these meetings, and in particular her view of the system (system), had changed a lot.

If you were the head of this organization.

At some point, I was starting to think that naturally.

That he was recognized by Zion as a rightful owner of Zion as a territory when he was king.

More importantly, declaring it, no swearing it, was bringing human growth to Ashley.

And Scion wasn't the only one who heard Ashley's oath.

The man you're about to confront.

Yugadir, who was even a forerunner with respect and became a lodging enemy to go beyond.

In front of the man, Ashley said away.

When thinking about it, Ashley feels like she has to walk her spine right.

In battle, of course, there must never be a defeat in the insistence of bearing the country.

Otherwise, it would have recognized the legitimacy of Yugadir's choice.

That is, because you will acknowledge the completeness that comes from despair.

Yuga has agreed to peace of mind by full control at the end of despair.

But Ashley, no.

I want to believe in hope to keep walking, even if it is immature and contains mistakes.

Ashley clearly feels that kind of will reside in her.

Maybe that's what I sensed in that pathetic god of abandonment: the drifting temple of Frama.

I mean, maybe it was in Soul.

Come here, "soul" is something you can't possess - yes, Ashley is thinking.

A spark that appears only in an extreme moment.

That's who Soul is.

It has a vague (ambiguous) feeling, but, yes, it grabs something.

And Ashle's division - Theon - which embodies the temple, said to all mankind who keep an eye on themselves.

"It is clear that Yugadir is taking over the properties of the Night Devil. Because now I feel that his sensory domain captures me, even though I am here.

Of course, the same goes for me. Let's just say I look like a bonfire right now on the dark night of the new moon. "

And here it is.

Theon wields his sword.

Ooh, and his blindness overwhelmed all who surrounded the seat, and caused him to raise his voice of admiration.

"Holy Sword:" Rose Absolute ""

Someone called his name like a rumor.

Even in the Eastern world, the name of the Holy Sword, with its decisive "Hiragana" against the Night Demon with its terrible ability to regenerate, was blowing across.

And it was inexperienced to all the ministers on this occasion that they confronted the Holy Sword: "Rose Absolute", who, from Aska, heard about the sword of Zion and yet was in an exciting state as something of reality.

The temperature inside the tent was felt as if it had risen by about ten degrees at once.

The Rose Absolute, which is not actually in the attack state, does not emit heat.

However, I guess it reacts to the user's "spindle," which emitted a brilliant (like this) glow as it waited for the liberation of its hidden abilities.

"Princess - What a Beautiful Spindle Glow ♡"

All those who saw the sight were so barometric and silent that no one reacted to the strange hand that leaked out of Isma's mouth.

Someone could hear you spit, and the participants in the military conference finally regained reality, as they realized.

"I cannot hide this brilliance, like my presence. And from the causes of the past, Yugadir will surely come after me. This is for sure."

Inactivated the glittering Rose Absolute and stood on the floor like a command wand, Zion said.

"Hence the overload:" Log solitari "… that is, Yugadir, I, this Theonzafil Iote Berry II, undertake"

In other words, it is positive and fateful.

Ringly enough, Zion said, it was just - and a voice was raised from the faces of the Sand Lion Brigade.

I'm not accusing you.

Rather, the opposite was true, and it came from the heart that guided Theon through himself.

"Hehe, what, the princess of the devil at night, will guide me?"

Laughing glossily, Theon said.

"I hear they Osmadra warriors will soon have a bunch of fierce men in their arms to remember. Among them, the Sand Lion Brigade is the most elite. I also showed you the soldier landscape, but honestly, it's my feeling that these warriors of practice aren't what they are."

Probably, Isma said in a changed tone.

He's the kind of guy who doesn't usually know if he's kidding, joking, or the ground, so he gets a serious flavor just talking in a slightly awkward and magical way, in a way (?) Personable.

The side to be flirted with, though, would not be a hoarding one.

"From them, I wonder how the Fae, even though they have always hated Snake Scorpion, can offer a beautiful lady like a princess in front of a miserable overload. I can't tolerate such pride.... No?

And burning humans is remarkably good.

Nod as if a few people who have been tickled with pride deserve it.

"Ha. Do I look beautiful from those proud desert warriors? Thankfully. But in my eyes the brilliance of them is much more eye-catching."

Guru, looked around and Theon said.

This is neither rhetoric nor encouragement for the exaltation of war.

It was pure truth, true and true.

As the temperament of the people of Alam, a human being who speaks the truth clearly is welcome.

Especially in the Sand Lion Brigade, a group of warriors, which was remarkable.

More or less, Zion was a person who could win trust by speaking in earnest and believing in his opponent and jumping into his nostalgia, almost as Ashle the first time he met could tell.

I could see the cheeks of the warriors listening to Theon trembling.

Damn, it's too good to tickle a man's grip (ginger), Ashley thinks.

I guess Theon doesn't know that it attracts humans before they do so.

Ashley gets worried.

In particular, the impression that the masterful of conspiracy: combined with Isma, burns into the hearts and minds of the audience is not half-way.

Theon's unconscious.

Theon smiled at Ashle, as he felt the movement of his heart.

It was a moment, but fluffy, he said.

I like Theon, Ashle becomes strongly aware of that moment.

And you laugh at the look on Ashley's face with such acumen that you can always say why, and when Isma finds it, it's not garlic.

As Ashle and the others were creeping through their fateful encounters and battles with Yugadir in Trantrim, Isma was also playing Death Fight against the Soil Spiders' stronghold: Sibiri Shumeri and his building beam: Karcasas, in a great cavity hidden inside Mount Siddhara.

Besides, the Maiden of the True Knight, who was the victim of the battle: to save Rattegart, Isma dedicated her left eye as the price of the Genius.

So how can you be aware of Ashle's small change in expression, which is across the Scion and on the other side, when your vision should definitely be narrower?

Theon continued, not looking like he cared about such Ashle's upset or anything.

"Of course, recklessness passes on its own. No matter how I say the Lady of the Night Devil. Let me choose who accompanies me… only one person"

I was upset that one person, Zion, had spoken.

He corrected his spine while Isma was kneeling (kneeling) to respond to Zion's words and did the trick of putting his hand on his chest as the stage actor to whom he was introduced would do.

Of course, the princess's escort is like me.

Theon tells the name of only one companion.