Sanzen no Souru Supina

"We did it. (Eureka) Huh!

Darieri, who was a subject who was worried about whether he should leave Aska and Athelui alone, suddenly shouted.

"I said quietly! Shut up, Darieri!

"What, every what?!

Athelui scolded him and Aska raised her voice of consternation.

"Come, Your Highness, and see. Come on, Lord Athelui. Come on."

But Darieri doesn't seem to care about the reactions of such beauties either.

Calling the two together in an excited tone.

To behave like an indelible master. Athelui's familiarity lifted up crisply.

"My lord, at the diner's service, I don't know what to call His Highness!

"Come on, come on, and look! This is a discovery!

Ignoring Athelui, who lays his hands on a song knife sitting on his waist, Darieri invites him.

The genius of genius.

Aska lost too much of her liver.

The next moment I shrugged my shoulders, I leapt from the horse and ran over to Darieri.

Glancing at hand, Darieri gave way to the place, keeping an eye on her discovery.

"What's this?

And, indeed, the discovery was an aspiration and eye-catching.

"This blue tile...... no, this is not a tile"

Genius nodded silently to Osmadra's first prince, who crouched in on Darieri's behalf.

Aska takes out the blue scale of the matter.

At the base of the mossy stone column there is a slightly left over cosmetic tile.

Appreciate the scales there.

"No way."

It was Athelui who groaned.

In the meantime, Asuka pushed the scale of Female Swordsman: Korkar's gold into tiles.

Pull forward without the appearance of soothing force.

Then what do you think?

The marble left behind entered deep cuts, whereas the tile areas left behind were not even damaged.

Athelui, as well as Darieri, was just breathtaking about this.

"Same hardness as scales...... So what this tile looks like is the scale of the serpent witch, itself?"

"So the hypothesis that this was once a temple for the Witches of the Snakes in the Dark Ages,"

Darieri, who watched Asuka's experiment without blinking, presented his argument.

"With the witches of the serpent as a forgotten god... the temple?

Standing up, Aska looked around.

Then what do you think?

Even the line of surrounding stone columns, which until now just seemed mossy ruins, seemed to have a special significance.

"From the line of these columns, what we have now is not just the entrance to the temple."

Darieri, also an architect, expressed his views as he guessed the idea.

"Some temples are like altars?"

"There will be, and maybe something more sleeping."

Aska and Atelui looked at Darieri's words.

Meaning that Sidrellasikaya Da Zu invited the two of you to the land.

I thought maybe he hit it there.

"What is this?"

How long would it have gone through the mossy ruins and the deep woods?

Aska accidentally crushed into a deep pit that suddenly appeared.

A rectangular pit (alas) of 100 meters, even on the short side, opened its mouth firmly behind the deep woods.

I glanced down and saw the water reflecting the sun's light.

The roots of giant trees stretch from the edge of the hole to the depths, but this pit itself is not a natural thing to refuse.

From the edges of each side to the evidence, the folding staircase leading to the lower level was neatly lined up like a sculpture decorating the walls of the temple.

"Perhaps this is the center of the Temple of the Serpent Witches. I mean, it's an altar, but it's a place to call it."

Aska and Athelui looked back at Darieri's words emanating from behind them.

"You think this is the altar?!

"It's a well, no matter what you think!

"It's called a disagreement. For the serpent witches, the waterfront is a sacred realm. Deep pits are in the womb where you should go home. The view we're looking at right now is an idea that we can't help but think of as the very look of their inner universe."

I see. I'm not sure what genius thinks, but I do know that it's more wrong to think that the Serpent Witches would capture the world with the same values and religious views as humanity, and hence the same cosmic views, just because they take the human figure as an incarnation.

Anyway, the three of them suddenly avoided stepping into the center, unwrapping their travel costumes and eating meals while checking their surroundings.

When I say meal, I didn't start cooking.

It is the food of ordinary people who eat it with vegetables cut into thinly baked bread, goat cheese and ham stuffed with sheep's meat, but if it is in Athelui's hands, it turns quickly into a treat.

And scrub the grapes.

I don't use fire as hard as I can.

It may have been once, but it's like telling us where the illegal intruder is if boiled smoke is rising from the back of the visitor's constant woods.

As someone who is trespassing on the border, we must avoid standing out anyway.

"But I still don't know anything from the outside."

"Anyway, I only know that this was once the sanctuary of the serpent witches,"

Aska says with cheeks of food to say even an impromptu sandwich.

Athelui replied as he threw his gaze at the pit.

Yes, blue snake witch scales were also used as ornaments on the walls of this giant pit.

"But how can it be so neat here alone? So far the temple's journey has been about pillaging everywhere, or even though snake scales as cosmetic stones had been taken away. There's no trace of that kind of burglary, even if there's deterioration damage from age in this big pit."

"It's not like we're the first ones to get here."

Darieri replied to Athelui's natural question, not to mention that this would be natural again.

"Isn't it possible that even those of us who are unfamiliar with the land can't find this place after all these years of living in the region!

Athelui, who was going to be in conversation with his lord, Aska, bit Darieri's cross spear.

"Is there a curse or something like that"

Speaking of Asuka, I put my hand on my chin and it's an idea face.

Although I can't imagine it from the sound of words and deeds and his appearance as a prince, Asuka herself is quite a book bug and loves areas such as ruins and inheritance.

"Curse or curse, in the sense that the hypothesis must be"

"What?"

To Darieri's words, Athelui snorts.

"What do you mean!

"It's only a hypothesis, Lord Athelui. But if that's okay with you, I'll talk to you."

"Your hypothesis… If the spell is involved, then this Athelui..."

Athelui, who unilaterally sends a fiery gaze, and, as before, a master who has no apparent desire to intervene at all.

"Talk to me," he urged Darieri, although he was an aska caught in the snail between.

"Your Highness," Athelui shrugged, but Osmadra's first prince waved overnight.

"So sweet for your words. I wonder if this is a kind of junction using buildings."

Aska roared and urged the word "kingdom" to continue.

Athelui's nose is rough when she has become a silent snail.

"For example, in a time when the scale of the serpent once covered the temple of the surface, why not consider that the scale itself showed the path to the depths of the temple as a cursing circuit - that is, the path to this pit was secured?"

"Ha ha."

Aska snapped that it was enough to be an open Darieri hypothesis.

"In other words, as long as those who visit the land remember their faith and keep the temple in their own hands, the way is open, but once something appears that loses it and vandalizes the company of God, the road to the land is turned down. and so on."

However, the master gave his consent to Aska's reasoning.

"Why did you find out? Why would you think that?"

Aska asks Darieri's confidence.

The master became a distant eye and replied to reflect on the past.

"The Knight of the Devil, once my friend, had a hidden room in his mansion. It's a room where his view of the inner universe is recreated, where only the truly close ones are invited. And the lock that led there was his own blood, not the key. The idea that only a part of one's flesh testifies to oneself… it would no longer be good to read it as faith. I was amazed when I was taught secrets, but I thought that for the mighty race that lived for a long time, the means to prove their trust and confidence in themselves, their fellow countrymen, would come to pass."

Most of them didn't even bite Athelui into Darieri, who forgets to salute Aska.

Yes, Darieri was once a friend of Trantrim's Night Demon Knight: Yugadir and his deep intimacy.

But after the fall of Trantrim, he went down to Osmadra's military gates and sold himself into Asuka.

"Didn't you think of exiling to the Vibronze Empire, the same Ixist"

When asked,

"Sometimes you go out of your way to sell on the side of the loser."

Answer,

"We're the ones who killed Yugadir, who was my friend."

When asked,

"Let us weep over the death of our friends. But it doesn't mean the death of my dreams"

And the man who answered plainly.

The man said again this time, still flatly showing me a note describing the contents of his head.

"Brilliantly repeating the serpentine as a snake, this journey is also proof left. I'm sure the path we've taken was filled with snake scales to show us the way."

When did you draw something like this?

Atelui was utterly silent in the appearance of Darieri's inscribed map of the inside of the temple, which seemed to have only ever progressed per go.

I have to admit, that's the face.

"I see, Master (Maestro), I know what you're trying to say. But if that hypothesis is true, yes. The signs to the land had already been lost. But why have we come this far?

And when Askah inquired, Darieri nodded that he had my will.

And point.

This fabric bag is tied to the saddle of the First Prince's riding.

That's fuzzy as if even a little watermelon has been put inside.

"Your Highness possesses the proof of the serpent clan, therefore."

The rare genius affirmed so.