Sanzen no Souru Supina

The fantasy (fantasy) of paradise in the Alam community is aggregated in the courtyard.

Who wrote that down?

Aside from the author's name, that point is entirely correct.

The people of Aram will liberate their gardens in the interior of the walls, high in all directions.

Fantasy of fresh water gushing, green flooding, and the constant chirping restful land of the birds.

Perhaps that has nothing to do with the fact that much of the land from which they originated was no longer in the desert, in the highland areas, or in harsh environments like steps, and was partitioned by outward demons like Hadari's wilderness.

But let us not make a mistake here: "It is the current story, and it was not once so".

Damn, a unified dynasty: Agantilis era.

The world was much richer and much more beautiful.

Bringing the ideal home down to the world - that's the idea that pervades the civilization Agantilis.

The people of Aram, who colorfully inherited the knowledge and skill of Agantilis, who disappeared beyond the Book of History, have also recognized that they inherited the will.

So I have tried to realize my ideal home in this world by cutting the world open, catching ideas and building them as architecture.

The ideal, first, appears in the courtyard.

So the landscape that now spreads in front of us is more than just a garden.

It is the ideal projection in the head of the Lord of the Garden that is gathered there.

If so, walking in it is tantamount to walking in the ideals of the Lord of the Garden.

Equals walking obsessed.

The heavenly landscape, subjected to meat by powerful willpower and immense wealth, is there.

It is the two lords and daughters of dreams who make such a sight of dreams.

Sakuri, Sakuri, and Osmahim walked on the grass.

Familiarly, Askariya follows.

The gardeners, who were obsessed with pruning and caring, acknowledge the two appearances and grace their subordinates.

Osmahim moves his hand in an eagle attitude and orders him to back down.

"So what's the story?"

Osmahim urged so, as he bloomed brilliantly and through the corridors of rare flowers that spilled as if they were running water.

The leaf rub that touches and rings in the breeze blocks the ears and eyes of others exquisitely.

The flying bees are big, but they are a quiet kind of thing that rarely stabs humans when caught directly by hand.

"I would like to ask the Great Emperor the sincerity of this Heliatim attack"

Aska asked frankly.

Of course, Asuka is told about Osmahim's "righteousness" in his book.

In other words, he is at the forefront as guardian of the Eastern world in order to counter the Crusades that push him from the West.

However, Aska had felt that the intent of this battle was not the only one.

"Sincerely or nothing... it would have been in a sentence addressed to you"

"Your Majesty's own letter, and indeed Askariya, has been received. But even though we've already lost zero power to the national level of one city - trying to take down that city, Heliatium. More than 200 years ago, since the Bashmar Emperor, none of the previous Emperors of Osmadra... No, he did not do any of the leaders of Aram. That city, as inviolable, is what we have ordained. Your majesty is about to cut it off."

Asuka's point was also, in a way, to represent the hearts and minds of all Arabs.

To date, the Arab countries, including the Osmadra Empire, have invaded and cut territory into the territory of the Vibronze Empire several times, but only once in history have they attacked Heliatium itself as a city.

That would also have been because of their blame for attacking and destroying the magnificent cities that are the origins of their civilization, Western historians say.

They would have been afraid to destroy the roots of their own culture.

Westerners weren't the only ones who had special feelings for "another eternal capital."

Well, it is also undeniable that the people of Aram had such recognition.

Because the protectors of civilization and culture, the Arabs, are paying tribute to the legacy of the great unified dynasty.

The emperor when he laid siege, even temporarily, said that's why he gave up his fall.

But truth is not for such a romantic reason.

Aska had already sensed it.

So Aska's claim is of a different dimension than the so-called general theory.

"Some ask for the reason of inviolability in the Unity Dynasty: respect for Agantilis. But my thoughts are different."

Asuka quotes words from books written about heliatium during his (little) time of residence.

"Here's what one book has. And the ark of forbidden and known shall be opened, and the eleven evils shall fly above the land. After this, darkness overshadows the world and inhibits the demon's bouncing beam, warm wrinkles' - a heritage related to helium."

"That's Hevre."

Osmahim, who stopped walking, said the quote all the time and sighed.

Existing is only one book that sleeps in the library of the ancient capital, and the rest is a rare book with only a few partial copies.

Aska is breathtaking.

"Did Your Majesty know?"

"It's not the first time you've brought up an old saying and flattered me."

"Then Your Majesty must also know this continuation. That is, touch not the land. Be something to respect and keep away from. Those who break this ban, they will lose me and they will not go to the path of ruin."

Approximately 200 years ago, there was a king who fell heliatium and laid siege to make Osmadra a great empire.

His name is Bashmal.

But after months of siege, the emperor suddenly shrunk the front, trying to throw everything out.

Then he dies unexplained.

A swarm of suddenly activated warriors (Ouga) and swine ghosts (Oak) as they responded approached the point of poking behind Osmadra's own country and endangering the survival of the Empire.

The Hevre Book itself is from the end of the Dark Age, which ends with the demise of Agantilis, and the suddenly dead emperor is a human of its long and later times… Since then, Osmadra has been inviolable.

The cause about the emperor's death has been strictly secret for whatever reason.

It's just that there's an old alarm quote there.

Aska stared there at the truth of Heliatium.

So I said.

"There is something in that city... something. Don't touch it lightly, something."

"... well, you seem to be learning a lot. Then I must change the way I speak."

Right, Osmahim said as he reunited his steps.

Because there is.

"Because there is, what?

"Right now, I told you what you were concerned about was hidden in that city."

Osmahim's words were going above Aska's imagination.

Osmahim continues, to the prince who lost his word in amazement.

"Not an anecdote from Emperor Bashmar - isn't it quite (uh) odd to say 'lose me'? Exactly. In a way, there's something that wipes me out. The city is asleep."

"Something to erase me from?!

It should be “something that can change the world."

"Your Majesty, that's...

"In the drifting temple of Frama, didn't you see it? Or one end of the ritual that makes man a running dog of the Nerd. And how Frama's - her truth was twisted and preached to the Hereafter."

How far does this man know?

Indeed, Aska has witnessed the ritual during the night at that drifting temple where she met Ashle.

How did Frama succeed in becoming an evil god?

How did they pour out Nerd?

Princess of the Night Devil as the next generation of the Evil God: What alterations were Theon and Illis about to make?

And more importantly, what alterations were the many of the teaching-divided and remaining heirlooms of Aram and Ikes subjected to, different from the truth?

However, Aska has not reported the revelations to Osmahim in so much detail.

You don't have to, because Aska herself decided.

It's a good thing that we let cults do the same, depending on the ritual of turning humans into evil gods, and if we want to put the facts of the twisted myth up in our mouths, it was Asuka who was going to ruin it.

"Don't flatter yourself."

And Osmahim continued as if he had seen through Aska's chest like that.

"It's not as imperfect as that. More precision, more sophistication. Enough to correct past mistakes. That can change history."

The black eyes of Osmahim, who said so, turned this way for only a moment, and Aska felt as if she had been looked at.

but also for a moment, Osmahim speaks as if immersed in his own thoughts.

"There are a number of important tips hidden in the story of Agantilis' demise. An open box of forbidden knowledge. Liberation of the eleven families of demons. The advent of a dark age. Something to liquidate the past… so much to change the times after, that the city is asleep."

Aska felt the chill on Osmahim's back, speaking with certainty, as she dreamed.

There is a chill in Osmahim's story of changing later times.

No, or do you feel magnificent hegemony, the others?

Now I tremble because I have experienced the battle in the drifting temple with the Ashlets in the trantrim?

Or is it because... already changed beings = confronted with Irisberda?

"Enough to change a later era. Is that what you're trying to take away?!

"What were you asking, Askariya? It is not. Our quest to obtain Heliatium is for the cause of my righteousness to be the patron of the East against the imminent threat of the West. Suppose such an item was misused by the Crusades. How many calamities will strike the human area?"

It is not a takeover, etc.

Osmahim said quietly.

"I will be. As a new administrator. Let's get history right."

As I blessed that oath, I heard the bearers of the great wings rubbing past the garden.

The feathers and shadows dancing in the great sky swing from above the tunnel of flowers.

"Try to correct the mistakes you've made."

Osmahim's words were only mild and harsh.

But this is what Aska sounded like.

"We're going to change history," he said.

My leg stops anyway.

Maybe I look terrible right now, Aska thinks.

Not to the point that I can't keep playing parent-child plays that I welcome.

One day, when “The Virgin Mary of Rebirth" in Trantrim: Relative to Irisberda, Aska said this.

We belong on the wrong side -- right answers, shit.

I cut such a hoot into a holy being that looks down on humanity from above.

But Osmahim's remarks were received as if he were pointing at Asuka's words, no, as if the very existence of Asuka was a "mistake".

"How about that?

And Osmahim says that there is no such thing as a discretionary (squeaky) appearance in Asuka's chest, and it seems so innocent.

"I save the world from the wrong history," he said.

Through the tunnel of flowers dripping down the branches, there is a pond spread out there.

A large tree of late blooming almonds rocks the peach blossoms together like a vale.

Aska noticed that the big birds stopped there and looked down at Osmahim and himself.

No, that's not a bird.

They were not all human, each carrying a large spear in shining silver armor.

It's like being a messenger sent from heaven.

Maidens of true knights.

And Osmahim looks back, carrying the landscape of paradise with them smiling coldly.

Tranquil, but with a grin somewhere lying around.

Give Aska a hand.

"It's time for you to change," he said.

Aska heard of a string of big winged wings that would meet violently, as if they were just in a storm.