Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Well, why don't we treat ourselves to a special cup of tea? Probably, but if you glance at today, you won't be able to take this much time anymore, sir."

Isma says as she aligns the tea utensils.

Neither Ashley nor Snow will respond.

Not because I didn't know what words meant, but because I already had such a hunch and readiness.

And that will be real in a few hours.

"Isma - though so is the midnight guy in the meantime. That storm this morning, it was far, but definitely not normal."

It was Ashley who cut to the point before Isma, who behaved like an Aramaic tea.

Yeah, and Izma nodded, sniffing the incense of the tea leaves.

"Right. Definitely an anomaly. At this time of year, all of a sudden there will be such a huge storm in the woods if it's offshore... well, it's unthinkable."

One of the huge storms that hit Graphbeld was already under discussion in Heliatium.

Rather, the condition was also observed from above the castle fortifications and towers of Heliatium.

Some of the water bridges that endured thousands of years of moon were destroyed and the forest trees were uprooted and defeated.

Citizens whispered that it was a miracle that there was no human damage.

"Obsidian: Someone touched the wrath of Sidrellasikaya da Zu,"

Pour hot water and whilst the red tea is extracted, Izma picks herbs in the tea bowl.

This is, in principle, Aram's practice of forbidding drinking.

Instead, it was a luxurious hobby to use sugar and tea, which were precious items of our time.

"But that's not the only reason the whole city is so noisy."

"Yeah. I know. I hear you. There was a messenger just now. It's official from the Great King of Osmadra."

Ashle nodded silently.

Do the same with Isma.

If I had come this far and become an official messenger from the Great King, there was only one more thing about it.

"It's finally happening."

Ashley snapped as she watched the tea poured into the tea bowl by the flowing hand.

"Declaration of war. At last."

I don't know, and Isma responded with her eyes on hand.

"It doesn't seem like such a simple story. I get the impression from the mouth of the other..."

"Did you hear that? Did you read it? The text?"

"No way. They sent me, I got a copy. From His Royal Highness Aska."

The earthspider man whispered as he offered him plenty of herbal stuffed tea utensils.

"Right. Was Hayabusa... Aska?"

I see, and Ashley concurred.

It is about the manner of Hayabusa's loving expression.

Mm-hmm, and Snow roars.

Izma explored the nostalgia after checking with one eye.

"Yeah. This, Osmadra's Great: A Mouth Copy of Osmahim"

Letter that Hayabusa carried it.

I didn't even put my mouth on the aromatic tea, and it was then that Ashle's hand stopped trying to look through the written text she was handed.

Before the contents of the letter, Ashle remembered her astonishment.

It is about paper.

"Wow, this. It's not normal from paper. It's not parchment. It's not even papyrus. Strange feeling. So thin and light, so tough."

"The letters that Emperor Vibronze and the angel he saw were of the same paper quality, or even more."

I was also concerned about the declaration of war, but Ashley looked first at the quality of the paper used itself.

Parchment still dominates as a recording medium in the Western world.

Of course, its quality has improved to an extent incomparable with that of the past, but the writings Ashley has now had were literally different things.

The presence of fine paper, lightly and thinly smooth, and then sufficiently strong, cannot help but imagine the quality, size and weight of the books themselves in the civilized area where that paper is used.

If so much paper can be produced in large quantities, it will be easy to make books smaller or lighter.

To put it plainly, that means making the phone of knowledge and records overwhelmingly easier.

Ashley was surprised there first.

"I don't think there's anything more effective than reminding you of the difference in cultural level."

"Not to mention the literary emperor and the famous Lucatius XII opponent."

When it comes to books in the western world, it was a time when it was normal to hold them and weigh more than a sheathed long sword.

Ashle and Isma sighed as they thought of the faces of the representatives of both factions who exchanged.

"While!

Whether bored or thirsty by such adult interactions, Snow with his mouth on a hot cup of tea screamed small.

Put the tea set back on the table.

A little laugh happens on the spot.

He said, "You can take it on the receptacle and drink it."

Isma said as she added sugar to such a snow tea bowl.

"But... is there such a declaration of war? I've never seen or heard of it."

It was Ashley who was glancing at the text in the meantime that threw the letter at the table.

"Right. If you look only at the text, it seems more like a protégé than a declaration of war to save the opponent's predicament."

Isma also agreed with Ashle, who put her hands behind her head, attracting tea on hand.

This is what happens when you summarise what was stated there.

The current emperor of the Osmadra Empire: Osmahim asked Lucatius, the current emperor of the Vibronze Empire, to delegate the reign of the Empire.

However, it was not due to the intention to attack and destroy the Vibronze Empire by force, but rather as part of an action against the Crusades (Crusades) announced by the current Pope of the Extram Pope Agency: Vergines I, in order to protect the Eastern countries and hence the Vibronze Empire itself.

The imagination of Osmahim that the Crusaders (Crusades), who are supposed to be guardians of the faith, attack the territory of the Vibronze Empire, the same Ixists, even if the sects differ, does not seem sensible, but it is, in fact, already a fact in history.

Rather than that, Heliatium has undergone a march by the Crusades of the past (Crusades), with a past that has been placed under occupation, albeit for only a few years.

It seems that the historical fact and how the Crusades (Crusades) began to withdraw would be too long before they could be discounted, but it was quite a circumstance where they would hesitate to put their sour noses to the record.

The value of the lost historical heritage at this time is as great as the demise and metaphor of the second unified dynasty.

The conclusion is that the Crusades (Crusades), who marched to Heliatium with the abolition of paganism, were recorded to have "lost me" at the end of looting and assault.

Osmahim pressed for recognition of the imperial rule and defensive actions by the military in the context of laboring the already old civilized emperor, whilst flirting with his past.

Its content was so subtle and sophisticated that at first glance it seemed only like a poem.

"With dear affection, I greet my father-in-law and the beloved Emperor, His Majesty. In times of hardship, I want you to shoulder the burden on your shoulders. I don't contradict your shield. If you read it, let me help you, my father-in-law."

"The state has no flesh parents, no friends, though. I know it's a very sophisticated way of doing things in that sense."

Isma smiled at Ashle, who finished reading a single sentence of the knot in the letter and finally put her mouth on the tea.

"It's hard for me to break it off like that..."

No matter how full of affectionate it may seem, the letter sent by Emperor Osmadra: Osmahim against Emperor Vibronze: Lucatius XII is a threatening sentence.

Osmahim pressed for the autonomous independence of the state itself to be ceded, whilst threatening the Crusades to push from the west.

I told him to cross the blade and turn over the "other eternal capital” without bleeding.

A rush to exploit our position as an absolutely powerful nation - this should already be described as an imposition.

I can tell Ashley already has about that.

But that was not the only cause of the complex emotional identity that now blows through the chest.

Already Ashle had grasped quite a few points through Askah about the thoughts of Osmahim and the true knight maidens who leap behind him.

That's why I get it.

There's a real thought hidden in the letter, a real "twist".

Osmahim and the true knight maidens don't think anything about the human world at all.

However, it is the coming of a world of complete order that has erased the absolute justice, impurities and contradictions that we believe in that is the true purpose.

Whatever the end of the human world in the process leading up to it, they don't give a damn.

There is no hindsight whatsoever.

There is no consciousness of sin either.

I don't care what happens to things that don't fit our standards.

What can I say without calling it self-righteousness?

Perhaps at this time Ashley was expecting a human presence somewhere in the work of the Oriental Knight and the glorified Osmahim.

As a human being, I wanted to believe somewhere in his actions as a man who decided to defile his hands while being aware of his ambitions in the responsibility of those who govern the country and guide the people.

I can tell you that a man named Osmahim wanted to see traces of his will.

But all that was there was intoxication that didn't even try to question the ideals I had set out.

A diminutive justice that trivializes the humanity and history of the other person by making it look like a treat.

The maidens of the true knights who used the past with Asuka and her mother to blow it in.

I felt a nauseating act on all of them.

A macroscopic view that only humans who left everything to someone's drawn opera (opera) script can have.

arrogance to inferior others to the view seen from it and to guide them to good.

God's disobedience to behavior was blowing like a storm in Ashley.

On the other hand, Isma spreads her grin about how she spotted Ashle's heart like that.

Interestingly narrow your eyes.

"But you thought this was the place to set up... so you came today, didn't you?

Ashle sighed heavily when she was poked at the star.

You were right.

Emperor: If we were to slap the challenging letter into Lucatius' office and use that spiritual agitation to transfer to execution Isma's plan to uncover the secret path to the Book of Magic (Grimoire): Vibro Valeri, Ashle was convinced that this was the only time today.

That's why I came here.

I just felt guilty about being able to call it that.

In short, because this is also another plan of intimidation.

The only difference is that Ashley was determined to get her hands dirty with her own will.

"What do you think," Isma asked. "Yes," Ashley replied.

To the red eyes of Isma as she tried, Ashle turned to her face with her mouth bent to the letter Heh.

Snow looks up wondering what such a Lord looks like.

I'm still not sure why Ashley is upset.

Isma spreads her grin even further.

You're starting to be a bad guy in a good way, in that sense.

The plan was transferred to execution that night.