Sanzen no Souru Supina

Snowmerte is a bastard.

My mother is the daughter of a celebrity from the village of Carracle.

My father grew up hearing that he was a knight of the devil at night.

Apart from the Extraordinary Orthodox Church, which unites the West, and the Aganaya Orthodox Church, which has a supportive layer in the East, fornication (kanji) is a great sin for the Ixists.

But in Trantrim, only love with the knight of the devil at night has been seen as an exception.

It is a land pattern originally made up of a bond with the knights of the Night Devil = "Money of Blood”.

The demons of this land do not look down on mankind at night.

Rather, treat it cherished as an asylum object.

Be courteous, soft-hearted, and then, if you have to, be brave and brave and noble.

There is no woman who will not be distracted by such knights of perpetual robbery.

No, even if it's a man, it's the same.

Blood sucking by the Night Demons gives pleasure that can't be replaced anywhere else at its cost.

Paying a small amount of blood as the price of asylum is before the building in the "Monetary Co-Prosperity Zone of Blood," but whoever soothes the knights, both men and women, did not refuse to give their throats.

Who can blame him/her for falling in love overnight at the end of it?

Snowmerte's mother was one of those daughters.

The marriage of the devil and the Son of Man at night is not unlikely in Trantrim either.

For it is Yugadir, who has always been the leader of the Alliance, who has experienced it three times.

And Yugadir did not forbid the knights of the Night Demon from marrying humans.

However, the knights rarely even interacted with humans, male or female, until marriage.

It was a play, not a play.

The knights of the Night Devil had married the daughter of man three times as his wife, and stood before Yugadir, who had lost them all three times.

That is the proof that Snow received so many wonderful gifts every year from the Night Demon Knight, who would probably be his father.

The goods delivered in the early summer and Christmas seasons gave Snow Merte the certainty that he was loved by his father, even if he never showed himself.

Above all, I admired the way my mother would always fall in love with my father.

The villagers were also generous to the Devil's daughter in the middle of the night... rather, they treated me as if I were their own child.

There was no reason in the village of Karakul to leave the girl who draws the blood of the devil's knight at night, our protector.

So Snow has lived what is inexorable, rather lazily.

I turned the love I received to study and practice.

One day, however, I am reminded of why the knights of the devil at night do not set foot in their marriage to humans.

It is the sudden death of my mother.

It was about the winter twilight, the progression of the discipline of Yuzu.

Included Beast attacked the village.

The knights of the devil repelled them the night they rushed, but Snow's mother stood before the beast with farm tools in her hand to protect the villagers fleeing.

The thought of being born a peasant but having to fulfill her endeavors as a knight's wife drove her such a reckless run.

Snow saw the whole thing.

of the abominable sexuality of the Included Beast.

In a way, Snow's mother bought her time.

However, my mother became an unrequited human.

Even now Snow dreams of it then.

It's a clear dream, so much so that you mistake it for reality.

It was some time after my mother's death that I learned that it was because of the demon's blood at night.

Well, I understood abruptly.

I found that the knights of the Night devil would not seek to accompany the human daughter because they could not forget the pain of separation forever.

If so, what would my father think now that he found out about my mother's death?

I cried, thinking of my father's chest, whose face I didn't even know.

Then, losing his wife three times, he shivered again at the greatness of Yugadir, who nevertheless tried to be with the Son of Man.

Instead, I decided in my heart to become a fine knight like them.

A second turning point for her like that was still the winter evening before spring.

The village of Carracle was informed that there had been some extraordinary incidents in the capital of Trantrim.

"Heh, heh, heh. I hear the knights have reached a single knight. Whatever, they say it's a duel to bet on the princess!

The man returning from a nearby city cut the fire.

My young daughter responds to it.

"Well, I don't know how romantic that is. I wanted to go watch it too."

"No, by the way. A duel was supposed to be a trick. The exotic knight who challenged the battle was a terrible man."

A knight to knight.

Bet on the princess, too.

If so, my daughter, who can only be considered the king's way of the chivalry tale (romance), turned her eyes round to the unexpected answer returned from the man.

"I don't know... What does a duel look like?"

"A challenged knight is... he overthrew this trantrim, which means he's got a stomach to take over!

"Uh, eh. No, no!

What the hell kind of story is that?

To a makeshift duel, to the overthrow of the nation.

I don't understand, my daughter just shakes her head.

I can't believe a knight would plot such a plot.

A voice of amazement and condemnation began to rise even from the hedgerows that were beginning to be built on what was.

That would be so.

Speaking of knights, the only villagers I know are those noble night demon knights who belong to the White Devil Knights.

"Wasn't that a one-handed hit? A duel between knights is sacred!

"Yes. But it wasn't! I can't even keep it on the knight's wind. The challenger's man said he was tied to Osmadra."

Osmadra!

Everyone on the scene was breathtaking at the advent of the pagan = evil synonym that threatened the coalition of small nations, starting with Trantrim.

"Well, then, what about the challenged Knight of the Trantrim?"

"That's not true."

"Oh, Yugadir!

Several women, from the age they were around to the age of their mother, graduated, not just the daughter of the listener who raised her voice.

Apart from being unmarried and married, Yugadir had received the love of the women as a symbol of the state.

Even men are no exception.

We admired him with a vision as our own guardian.

"Whoa, well, what about Master Yugadir, our ally?!

The question is, let's talk about it.

The storyteller man nodded with no need to worry.

"Yeah, I'm relieved. Says you're safe. They kicked every last one of the undelivered and turned them back!

Wow, and cheers.

"But where, the knight of the undead?"

To the ensuing voice, the villagers looked at each other.

Needless to say, all the knights of the Night Devil are those who pledge their absolute loyalty to Yugadir.

There can be no such thing as rebellion.

First of all, being able to beat Yugadir to the challenge...

"Perhaps the knight of the undead is a human being... not a human child"

From outside the hedgehog of villagers looking around with each other's imaginary faces, I heard the pointers.

In a stiff tone, everyone sees you.

There stood a half-night Devil's Daughter: Snow.

Junying from the village who was allowed to climb the castle in the spring.

I guess I've finished my training, with a small sword in leather armor. They look like full squire.

Her eyes were filled with dark anger.

"Oh, oh, yeah, yeah. Osmadra, there's no way he's in Trantrim tying his hands to the Alams! That's it, that must be it. You messed up the capital's arena, scratched the princess and ran away. It's not just Osmadra, it's about not even bonding with isolationists."

"How... how cowardly. Despicable! Unforgivable!

Snow had not heard the story of the man's hearsay and conjecture intertwined anymore.

Snow was in the capital that day, when he was allowed to climb as a squire from spring.

I went on a tour of the training of the demon knights on the open night.

There, I saw it.

Mixed with the knights of the Night Devil, the Son of Man holding the sword.

Only a good human boy in the distance could see Soitz.

I thought you couldn't beat the knights of the devil on the night of the war.

Yet.

The knight, with skillful defense and standing around, has filled the overwhelming difference between the species.

They are all remarkable fights - but they always pick up wins where they are at stake.

Without a clue, some of the knights of the demon at night who got serious about the offer even threw it across the shadow (Shadow Step).

But the knight of man, waving his sword precisely, shot this down, as if he knew where the knights of the devil appeared at night when they appeared in the instant movement, and surprised the audience.

And finally, he dragged out Yugadir, the general.

The onslaught carried out as the packed audience sipped and watched was an unimaginable famous battle.

How dare that human knight shoot down, from the blade switched to the left and right at a tremendous speed that looks as if it dances to the named Yugadir stunt and dancing sword.

The battle is a draw.

But Yugadir held that human knight up and praised him for being the winner.

It was as if he were his brother standing together in his brother's moments of growth, snapping a human knight like a leopard with joyful emotions emanating from his whole body.

The human knight, who sweetens praise and Yuga's palm, also welcomed this with a playable smile.

Oh, good -- man, night demon, and snow that draws the blood of two races made me feel so proud.

Then, from the corner of the training ground just opposite me, I also noticed a beautiful princess who didn't seem to belong in this world, staring at two uninhibited laughing humans and night devil knights with her hands on her chest.

Maybe that princess is falling in love with both knights right now.

And I swelled my chest to a random delusion.

I expected myself to be able to join in such a beautiful place.

The human knight is named Ashledau.

What a true night demon you are, what you say Theonzafil.

Snow learned their names from the cheers around him and from the calls of Yugadir.

Strong and strong, I admired the relationship.

The night I came back, my chest rang, my body got hot and I couldn't sleep.

And yet...

Snow affirmed that the only man who betrayed Yugadir's trust, took a despicable ploy, and was through with the Isolationists, Osmadra on the contrary.

You have no pride as a knight!

Gutsy and boiling anger emotions couldn't hold off.

Snow entered the training, trying to dissipate his anger in the square outside the village, which he always uses for the training ground.

How long would I have done that?

He shook his sword and snorted into the drill until his breath ran out.

But the anger never left my heart.

I felt insulted myself.

I was proud of you.

Even though I admired it.

I wanted to be like you guys.

What was swirling in Snow was the thought that he was betrayed not by simple anger but even by his trust and admiration.

But right now, there's no one here who should hit that passion.

He held his sword in his sheath as he breathed with his shoulders and tried to return to the house.

That's when it hit me.

Where were you lurking?

Evil Warcraft: The Included Beast became invisible and targeted the isolated Prey = Snow, crawling through its gaps.

Snow was pushed down in a snowy square, unable to even take action that could be called ambush and resistance.

Later when I realized it, I was completely deprived of my physical freedom.

There's more than twenty times the difference in total weight.

It was no longer in such a state that Snow could manage with his power.

It spared the crushing death and fractures only because, in addition to the soft snow underfoot, the purpose of the inclusion beast was not predation.

Only the men's feet could be seen in Snow's sight, where his throat could not even draw up a voice to fear.

I've heard of it.

The Isolationists said that capturing their young daughters in this way would bring them back to their homes and make them comfortable.

No, Snow knows worse practical examples.

In a glass of my head, my memory of that day came back to life.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa, aaaaaaa!!

I would have screamed like crazy if I had noticed.

But even that is immediately sealed.

Included Beast weighed Snow.

That's all I can catch my breath.

Make sure the prey shut up, and the beast put his hand on the armor.

Included beast claw teeth cleave like paper through leather armor that cannot be easily cut with long swords.

The armor was quickly stripped off.

Leather armor makes this sausage still.

Clothes, etc., are not as resistant as anything.

Blistering, and the saliva of a raw odoured beast dripping down on his body, Snow became aware of his destiny in waiting for himself.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

To whom does such prayer reach?

No longer will I be the comfort of these beasts.

Hiccup, and I heard the men laugh inferiorly.

It was that moment.

Dong, along with the tremendous shock sound of snow, blew up the huge include-beast that was about to reach exactly this point right now.

It's as if you got a direct hit from the cannon from across.

Snow didn't know what happened.

Her body jumps over her head, lying and unable to wake herself up.

And Snow saw it.

Look at the man who saved my predicament.

It was the man who held the beautiful princess and stood with a golden cavalry spear - the traitor and Snow broke off - the human knight: Ashledau Balaje.

A third turning point in my visit to Snow was a reunion with him.