Sanzen no Souru Supina

of pure white —— a light shot that never allowed impurity burned Aska's retina.

Rattegart, the corpse, was only allowed to withstand that attack if he had the super defensive ability of the listed Round Shield: Hari Haral.

Still, a splash of landed and scattered light burned Rattegart's flesh.

But the Corpse Knight did not raise a single voice of anguish and did an accurate defense.

He defended Asuka, who bowed behind his shield, and Nazif and Timur, the core members of the Sand Lion Brigade.

Perhaps the light shooting was just seconds away from them.

Aska felt it for a terribly long time.

Protected by Rattegart, staring at its beautiful face, he saw her burning in the white light —— Aska tried to grasp the situation.

Shortly before he entered the shadow of the quickly moved shield, Aska saw it.

Genius unleashed by Rattegart: It was an arrow tip that attempted to invade the roof of a castle fortress swept by a (sparkle light) wing blade (- wings) of a star stripe.

From behind the cathedral where the windows were buried and sealed —— it appeared.

With giant wings stretching three pairs of organs, which can also be arms, to heaven.

When the pure white machines and creatures were conjugated together, it was.

The crown, worn on the top of his head, is carved in detail with the figure of a woman as if holding an egg.

Chilly on what you see, the beauty of the other world.

No, who the hell could have recognized it as living (...) as being, not sculpture?

I'm sure no one would have admitted the fact if they had closed their eyes like they dreamed and didn't know it was moving their lips and mumbling the psalm.

That's what happened in the Transtrim capital, far from here - not to mention the fact that it was responding to the awakening of England, which became the flag.

And soon after the glimmer of light that was felt during the few moments flew away, Aska finally sees it in her regained sight.

Stretched out the twelve legs that were hidden in the fortress —— stretched out arms that should be described as light wings, so as to capture them, stand up.

"Timoooooo!!

It was at the same time that Rattegart, who sensed the approaching of the crisis as soon as possible, attempted to avert the emergency, and Old Naziv's cry staggered.

It is about the arrow tip that was in preparation for descent to cut ahead.

It is the essence of the Sand Lion Brigade that elite groups found in Asuka himself and raised by hand salt.

There must be no delay in the entry of the two men at the core.

Instead, he should have been prepared to descend first and serve as an exposé.

Unlike old Najiv, who has been Aska's war-technology instructor, Timur also has a history of being in charge of internal affairs and negotiating matters in one way or another, which actually doesn't make so much sense for the incompetence for attacks.

Even so, that's only a story if we compare powerful psychics side by side.

It has the power to disable heavy armor only because of the fighting blow (Aura Brow), the foundation in the foundation.

It feels like a nightmare for heavily armed infantry and knights who have specialized in armored combat (Armored Combat).

Suppose steel armor is so defensive that it doesn't require a shield that it's geared to overwhelm enemy forces - how terrifying it is to be overshadowed with its strengths on the battlefield - you'll only know most of the fear in what you've experienced.

Measured as a chitin and fitted to the flesh, sheet metal armor barely inhibits human movement.

I don't feel very heavy when wearing it.

However, the increase in weight creates a delay in the instantaneous movement.

Most of all, it's a barely enough deal in exchange for a powerful defense —— for example, it could be fatal in a fight without armor on it.

If you don't need to flaunt or defend your opponent's attack, there's nothing like a moment's hindhand.

But in the battle of an alien opponent, that logic makes no sense at all.

The fear of full-width trusted armor being slit like paper is hard to exhaust to the brush tongue.

The tendency of many of the mutants to use some of them in combination rather than in uniquely painted gear was also due to the shortcomings of the few heavy armor… that is, not only to deal with the speed of stamina consumption and weakness against hot and humid environments, but also to take into account this situation.

And Timur knew his weakness as a "spindle capable man," so he was secretly the type of man who didn't train in combat skills.

Timur comes from the slave class.

Born in one of the satellite cities that developed as one of the several outlying houses and temples present within the Osmadra Empire and its Gateway Town, it was bought up as a companion (both) to the merchant who made his fortune in the salt trade.

Reading, writing, and calculating is what I remember then.

That is not out of the Lord's warmth.

The Lord of Timur was only a Tachi man who could only find excitement when he assembled his educated opponents.

There were several boys in similar circumstances.

Timur's fate changed when he turned twenty-six.

Emperor Osmadra: The son of Osmahim, Askariya, has been assigned as the city's eunuch.

Osmahim, who left the Crusades (Crusades), declared hermitage, and only a few months after Askariya took the throne - Osmahim, who returned to the king's capital without warning, instantly regained control of power, sealed Askariya in the city's obeisance.

Thankfully, it was a coup by the king of his father, and Askariya was commanded to dwell.

But that still doesn't translate into being a royal blood muscle.

Timur's husband, as a human being, was distorted, but because he was an eye-catching man, this was also the usual massive gift at the time of his inauguration in Shin-Taisho = he did not forget the bribe.

And among them was Timur.

Now, I don't know if you viewed Askariya, who was known for her glamour and bravery, as a sexual object, or if you thought it was a good pretext to use the person standing in front of you as a payment box.

Anyway, Timur was offered as a gateway to Askariya's outrage when he was moved to the border.

Timur will not forget the first time he entered the country as the opponent of Night Game.

"Omae, I hear you're proficient in reading and writing. It's also found in many literature, isn't it?"

It was when Timur remembered his covert disappointment with his face down with this one, or this one, in the words that came down from his head.

"Give me the face. And come closer... I want to hear your story."

And the eyes of Askariya, who commanded it so, were not those of the fierce and heartless prince, rumored by the men of Shirai.

Cold —— Calm, even if it held together, was not crude, but rather, a ruthlessly pitiful (Reiri) light dwelt there.

From that night on, Timur became not the opponent of the Night Game, but a group of private soldiers led by Aska: the Sand Lion Brigade's Wisdom Bag.

So Timur had already decided to be ready to crash alone when the flesh of the directly hit Rattegart wobbled violently and predicted a future in which his flesh would dance to the universe.

That day, the hegemony of Askariya, who reached out to Timur, who had walked in the shade of the world until then, is himself who lived as much as he could to help.

It is an indisputable death place that now spreads beneath your eyes, and whoever is about to fall from the sweetness of his judgment there could not have pulled the foot of a human to win glory for a further future.

Then I thought, even if it's a throwaway stone —— I want to act as a blade against this crisis trying to get to Aska right now.

"Timoooooo!!

With that screaming, I saw old Nazif next door stretching out his arms as long as he was alas, trying to save himself.

The Movement of Swiftness, which is proud to even rush through the walls, is a powerful alien, but the presence of scaffolding is a prerequisite.

The descent to a place where we cannot secure that at all is no different from a free fall.

Now, if he grabs his hand thrown out into the universe, old Nazif will surely take him on the road.

No, on the contrary, the balance of this corpse knight shaking under intense attack: "Gursha Eela" becomes jeopardized.

It is none other than our master: Askariya, who is in its arms.

And the monster attack that appeared out of the light didn't stop.

So Timur paid for Nazif's hand stretched out.

You can't expect Nazif to jump, even Askariya, after his falling self.