Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Aigis and Frama were sisters.

The Angel of Fire, who lights the fire and restores the flame if it touches the outside air, even if it is buried in ash overnight: Aigis' name meant resurrection, and he was an angel who did not just give people warmth, but boiled, boiled, and ultimately purified by flames.

She was clean and white and a fair sister. "

"The opposing framers were angels of nursing —— bandages, blankets, clean sheets, those were her realms. It became a home for the injured and sick, blocking the wind and rain, and hid the children who had lost their stopover to the war under their skirts.

I slept with him for the cold and the fear of imminent death, the lonely, trembling wounded (soggy) soldiers, and embraced the orphans.

So much devotion that my sister, Aigis, did not spare us, that was her. "

"But Frama herself was afraid of her nature.

Because it was the scissors - to kill human lives - that truly presided over Frama as a guardian angel. He was a dignified angel of death. "

Norman preaches to Isma about the two angels as he walks.

"Ixism makes a bumpy setup for a guy like that."

Isma roars with admiration.

Beautiful, but disciplined, clairvoyant sister, and a sister who seems weak in the push I can't refuse when asked, but I felt the ability was the strongest —— um, template,.

"Shut up! This story, in one way or another, hits the opposite classic. It's an episode that's not in the Bible!

"Whoa, whoa, joke. You mean external, right? Like a thin book against this part?

"Thin book? What's that? Fine. Don't add extra tea. It's not safe."

I guess the type that responds to being disturbed by concentration with an iron fist.

Norman's sharp back fist, Isma twisted in perverted Sweden.

Moving like a crooked artist turning his back on a stick of fire.

If an armored Norman's arm clashes, his skull could sink instead of crushing his nose.

Isma warned.

Absolutely. Eh.

"No, Norman, you don't take that off. Hands. Even at the victory party, you still did."

"No, I took care of you when you won the war -- thanks to you, your communication with your men went smoothly, everyone smiled at you, you were a strong but mostly interesting human being, if you like, would you like to dine with me so much, and the female knights liked it —— although I'm afraid I don't remember that night. Oh, it's right that you can't take this off, not take it off."

"Norman, I just said something amazing. You're becoming a good character. Then you'd better keep your memory in your head."

"Thank you, master king of banquets. Character? No, it's not."

A prosthetic hand, Norman says, letting him slap his forearm with his fist.

but, and there was a metal clogged sound all the way inside.

I'm sorry about Isma, but she looked half laughing.

"Sorry, I asked you something insensitive. But then it weighs a lot, doesn't it?

"On the contrary, it can also be a sacred relic proud of the Knights of Catel Hospital. Arman. When the Spindle is activated, it never comes close."

Your throat snapped and Isma rang.

"Ma, Ma, so you tried to hit me. Ugh."

"Uh, shit. I've forgotten how far we've talked in this mess."

"The two were very close sisters, but from time to time we had a conflict of opinion.

It was when Aigis praised the Son of the Statutory Man, who was to die, for his overly shouldering frama.

It was only at this time that the frama of gentle and honest character did not try to follow the words of my sister Aigis.

It was just not the kind of frama that Dawn would argue with her sister.

You hold still, you mouth like a shellfish. Aigis has been in trouble.

Aigis wasn't worried about her sister.

I wonder if the frama, which does not omit itself and exhausts it at all costs as if to share its flesh, will one day even put its own life on the scale.

So Aigis ordered the most believing knight himself to keep an eye on Frama.

The knight who has forsaken his name to devote himself to God and Aigis, here he is called Ze no (no one).

Later, as a knight of Aigis, he is also given powerful powers.

The power to wipe away any dirt, dirt into the void.

In the oldest literature, it's called "Arman."

Anyway, the knight: Ze no is the Lord: under the life of Aigis, by the frama, it is ready to peel. "

The voice of Illis seems to sing.

Theon sat back to back and heard it.

Shipwrecks were blown up and gathered together on small, high mountains.

Under a thick mist that neither the moon nor the stars can hope for, only an unreliable burning fire is their perimeter of call.

There was an iris in the burning fire, and a Scion in the shadow of its shadow.

The end of the frama, the moment it raided the line, which became so perplexing as to whether or not to call it, Zion jumped in to save Illis.

Shion defended Iris by stepping up from under his feet and, shortly afterwards, by treading the wreckage of a ship that collapsed with impact with an incredible ability to make a leap.

Thank you, and when Illis, who suddenly recovered from self-loss, thanked Zion, the line was already completely dimensioned.

"I wonder why you helped me"

"That was it, but it was closest."

Theon answers all the time to Iris, who hears in a slightly stronger voice.

Iris was ashamed of the inferiority of his question.

Because there was always a nuance that Ashle belonged to Zion, if I were to kill him.

"You despised me."

"Oh, my God, can you start a fire?"

I didn't ask, Theon said out of the blue.

Practice, and Iris felt pushed back and saved.

There are other things to do when you are in distress than to be ashamed of.

Yes, Theon says.

It didn't fall into the ocean, but they were both flashy bathing.

The clothes were also quite wet.

Although the backpack luggage was not important.

"I don't like firestones."

"Confess. Me, too."

It took me half an hour to get the fire.

Everything missed hitting a piece of iron on the target, quartz, striking its own hand, then Theon said.

The wound heals quickly, but the pain feels the same as in humans.

Perhaps if it weren't for the Night Devil, those beautiful hands would have been terrible with bruises and abrasions.

"I missed choosing who to help"

"Terrible. Look, look, I'm hanging in there, and I, look, look, look, there he is!

"If you're helping Ashley, there's nothing like this"

"Outdoors are out of the field. It's dark. Mostly Scion, because you didn't! You have a good night's eye."

"That's right, but I'm a princess, right?

I'm a princess, too.

"I didn't know it would start a fire either. It's a rescuer's mistake!

"What the fuck!

The clothes were quite dry when the fire caught because they fought viciously while cursing each other.

And to the ignition at the end of the struggle, the two were so excited that they forgot to curse until then.

"But don't be cold"

"Come on, let's stick together"

Walking around in distress can drain your health.

Let's sort out the situation first.

Wearing a blanket, it was Illis who said it.

The two spoke as they simmered the tea in boiling water at Kohler and sipped it so that they could hold something with added butter and spice.

"I think it's important to know about Frama."

"I wish I could have figured it out when it got in."

"Under difficult circumstances, if, if, no. Let's go positive."

Totally, Theon laughed.

Illis was aware.

That's really what Theon knows best.

He deliberately makes that the story flow and guides the words out of the mouth of Illis.

This human was impressed by the fact that Duchess Geiserlon was the Grand Duchess of the Night Devil's Princess.

"Knight: You were talking about Ze-No and Frama"

Scion prompts the story, not in particular in the form of a rush.

Iris pulls his thoughts back from the memories he was immersed in.

Yes, I was, and went on.

"Knight: Ze no often served the frama.

Despite being a knight, nursing help —— unexpectedly, nursing often requires pure arm, muscle, and male hands. Especially in major surgical procedures.

Hold down the violent patient and amputate and suture the hands and feet.

Because such work is sometimes necessary to save lives again.

That's how, as a life-saving thing as well, Ze Noh pleaded with Frama for self-love (cancer).

I felt I needed it, and if I decided to, I would not wave aside and rush to the seriously ill, but one day, I would be caught by the disease, too.

However, Ze No's plea (cancer of the tongue) was once decidedly different from that of his sister: Aigis.

Knight: Ze Noh was falling in love with the thing or the angel: Frama.

So his plea (cancer) was also his personal 'twist' at all.

It was a one-way thought, caring for my dear human self.

And again, in the same way, Frama was falling in love with a human child.

It was driven by Ze No's dedication, kindness and sincerity.

But it was a love that would never be rewarded, no, should not be rewarded "

While Illis took a breath, Theon asked.

"Is this story in the scriptures of Ikes?

"No way. It's like a diploma, a heresy, a forbidden book.

So in general Frama is depicted as an evil god and Aigis as a Virgin.

There are no contact points.

Interpretations such as being sisters should not inherently exist.

Knight: There's no room to pinch an episode of Ze No. "

"If it's true, it's a scandal."

"The love between the Apostle of God and the Son of Man —— if the heretical Inquisitor finds out, he just has the literature describing this episode, and it's definitely a punishment or a blaze"

I guess, and I look up to heaven and Zion exhales.

It's a terrible cold.

The exhaled breath lingers long and white.

You go on, said Iris, and Theon responded silently.

"At one point, Knight: Ze-No took Frama's hand and said:

Please, love yourself.

If you continue to love those who are so sick, you may not make mistakes one day.

I don't know if your divinity will be lost.

that you may be wronged.

Ze Noh, the knight of Aigis, complained, kneeling in tears.

To that ze no, Frama smiled and said: That was a sad smile.

My deeds may be foolish. I could be wrong.

No, it would be a mistake.

But still, they need my salvation.

There's always something that can't be saved if you're on the right side, definitely on the wrong side.

There's something you can't see.

I found out about it with my own hands.

Leading the surprising Ze No hand to his chest, Frama said.

I have been so badly wounded.

I have fallen so far.

Knight. Ze no. I'm getting sick at last.

I have loved thee. "

Illis spoke pale without emotion. Then I asked him, "What do you think?"

What can we do as a story?

"Thirty points, is that it? It's an overly sweet love story.

If it's sweet, sugar is winning too much. Clearly, it's hilarious. It's a kid.

I can't stand to hear it. But... and yet I wonder why... what's not funny? "

I failed to try to laugh, Theon said.

"So if, my dear knight, If I am unclean enough to return, thou shalt destroy me.

Sister: Aigis sent you to me, wisely and even in anticipation of this.

Thank you (Sanctus). Let us praise God in heaven. "

Aska said as she took Ashle's offered hand to get over the steps.

If this was the stage, it was like an act of opera.

Aska's voice is beautiful.

It's like there's a verse, it's like a song.

The story is only ever real, and Ashle felt as if she had been so begged (cancer) by Aska.

He wants me to be killed if he gets hurt before he can go back.

"There's no way I can..."

Even though he wasn't questioned, Ashley answered Aska's story.

Characters of the story = Knight: As ze no.

"Why?"

Aska asked, as if the story had moved on as well.

Like a frama.

"I can't kill my beloved human, for that matter. I can't praise my sister Aigis or God for sending a knight so far."

I can't believe I didn't.

"So what was I supposed to do? What could I have asked you to do? Frama is."

"He asked me to fall with him. And the knights go with them. Supporting you till the end."

Ashley peeked into Asuka's deep blue eyes.

Aska's eyes are moisturized, as possessed by her own story.

Is that why Ashley chooses a stronger word?

"I won't let you go alone. Take on the same filth.

If you two split up, it should be a little better. Even if that's the way of hell.

Even if no one can forgive me. "

Ashle survived the great wreckage and offered her hand to the rear Aska.

Lift and stop Asuka's body with only her arm strength.

Aska's body is as light as a bird.

Hardly, it becomes a hugging snail.

"Even if heaven doesn't forgive you?

"I want someone to forgive me, and I'm not alive. Even you are."

Oh, and Aska exhaled without unwrapping her hug (like that).

Push your face against Ashle's shoulder.

I don't know why. Ashle holds Aska back.

Aska told the story as it was.

"The knight replied. I can't, he said. Frama, you can't just disappear.

Even if it is the life of my Lord, Aigis.

So the knight chose to fall together.

Together with Frama, he took on the filth and dirt of those who were afflicted by business diseases, defects and wars, and he was redeemed with his own flesh.

This is what the knight told him of his determination.

And I have loved thee, too. "

It could be observed that in the distance, when the small sun was at hand, the photosphere rolled over the floor of the drifting temple and slowly fell.

That soon became invisible.

Isma and Norman walked in that direction.

It could presumably be someone's unleashed move (Arts), but it was determined that Isma was neither Ashley's, let alone Zion's.

When it comes to the unknown 'spindle' ability, Illis was at the head of it, but there is naturally also the possibility of a survivor on the Aram side.

Whatever it is, it's just in this weird, extreme "closed corridor", and I can only argue about the difference in religion.

We should have rushed the rendezvous.

However, the structure of the drifting temple made of the wreckage of the ship is complex and the walk does not proceed as late.

Along the way, he offered to dispense in case Isma ever did.

It's all too late after everything that's happened.

Norman responded, putting up a camp with a short break.

Once again, Norman began to talk about the myths surrounding Frama.

It was due to Isma's offer to plant knowledge before the fighting.

I see that there are still important clues hidden in mythology.

It was important to know who they were.

"As a result, the determination and judgment were erroneous.

The number of wounded soldiers did not stop, the business disease flooded the ground, and the war never ceased.

Bleeding still edged the world, and it was not the whimpering of the birds or the whispering of their lovers, but the screaming and raging of the collision of steel and flesh.

The orphans' crying didn't know to stop.

In such a world, there was too much to ask for a frama.

Too many ruined her.

And Frama tries to respond to all of that.

Being filthy, dirty, wrong —— even if it was, alive.

Frama was starting to think that was what mattered.

So Frama took every hand in the means to do so.

If we fill the gap, if we make it up to you, we can live. That's what I thought.

Just like, Knight: Ze no and myself.

Connect, mix, and unite.

No, on the contrary, what if you actively tried to incorporate mistakes, and by doing so, create things that are not threatening?

I was possessed by such madness.

Judging calmly, she was already crazy.

The "twist" of the influx distorted her into snoring.

It was a tragedy caused by years and eternal life.

She no longer remembered the Nerd, which was supposed to be her own.

It was the beginning of a nightmare. "

Seeing Norman's back leading the way, Isma narrowed her eyes. To heartache.

Frama, Aigis and the Knight: Caring for Ze No.

And oddly enough, he had the same name as the legendary knight: (Norman = nobody), fooling the other knight.

The myth ends in tragedy.

(At last) said Norman.

"It was the beginning of a long assault.

Flamma's Abominations.

Frama droppers.

Frama's beloved children.

Weird and vicious monsters, so called, were laid down one after the other from her crucible.

It struck churches everywhere one after the other, as if it were a cursed rubble (crushed) to the God of Heaven, who looked down upon the folk grass that suffered from war and business disease, but did not reach out to anything.

To turn it into a ward for Frama and his followers.

It was Knight: Ze-No that broke my heart.

The God-less Ze-No was not changed like a frama by the Nerd, which is poured out so much that it seemed inexhaustible. The power of the Spindle was protecting him.

Let it go -- spindle -- Ze no, and accept my love. Please be the one to fulfill the "Negative" of Everyone.

Nonetheless, Ze-No shook his head at a frama that spoke gently to Ze-No alone.

This is me, a part of me. I can't cut it off.

Since then, Frama has become hostile to the Spindle.

I began to hate two tongues, the way humans let go of their own "will" while "twisting" peace.

But yet, I couldn't hate Ze Noh, I couldn't hate him, I couldn't neglect him.

Because I really loved you.

As usual, Ze Noh endured the distortion of his beloved human being with the thought of being engraved.

But the "twist" on people's “salvation” never stopped, as if to mock their thoughts, their heartache.

Whenever they poured out that "twist," Frama transformed into an ugly goddess.

It's like taking on human work.

And finally Ze-No made his decision. Lord: To Aigis, single-ridden, ran.

Aigis embraced (like) violently and welcomed Ze-No.

I silently took Ze No's heartache and hardship.

Then I told him. My sister fell, she said.

Then there is no other way to destroy it. In heaven, in the name of our true Lord.

The folk grass depends on it, and it is only one pillar of its center that can shrink that we need to defeat.

As it turned into a plague (Ekibi) and a war, Frama's "closed corridor", which had already become an evil god, was covering the nations.

Let me do it.

Quiet, but resolutely, Ze-No said. It's my job, he said.

Just help me, my Lord: Aigis.

Aigis felt pity for Ze-No.

So after I figured it out a lot, I said.

Fine, I guess.

Aigis cut off his own divinity and gave it to Ze Noh.

the power to destroy all things.

At dawn of the night, under the morning sun, Ze Noh ascertained his arm, and it had turned into an artifact.

Black Flame Vessel that Destroys Everything: "Arman".

Thus Ze Noh became one who perished Frama and his creation and followers.

A fierce battle broke out.

The knights with the protection of the Angel of Fire: Ze Noh, led by those who did not let go of the "Hiraki" = "Spindle" of the Will, rose.

Even the decades-long battle is pursued by the beloved, and Frama is driven down to the sea.

But Ze-No finally couldn't kill Frama.

She was Ze-No's beloved human, even if she was changed and distorted.

So instead, I stripped (ha) off the silver mask covering her face.

Eating into swollen meat and even standing on her bones, it was proof that she was once an innocent (spineless) healing messenger.

Ze Noh vibrated "Arman" and stripped (ha) of his mask.

Since then, Frama has been ashamed to stop showing up in public.

She was wiped as an evil god.

Ze Noh offered Aigis the mask as a sign of his crusade.

The meat has rotted, falsely.

Aigis was aware of the scam.

But I didn't punish Ze Noh. I knew that Ze Noh had been spotted again. I knew it, but still, I couldn't kill Frama.

Aigis said.

I acknowledge the completion of my mission, Knight: O Ze-No.

With that said, Aigis covered his face with that silver mask.

Ze no saw in its appearance the frama it once was.

The sisters, I see, were very similar.

Thus, Evil God: The Myth of Frama Ends "

After talking all the way through, Norman sent his gaze to Isma.

"Oh, sad. That's sad."

Isma began to feel it at that usual rate, but began to install instruments for the dispensation, which she had handily let unfold in front of her eyes.

"Are you finally here"

Likewise, Norman said, turning his neck left and right to loosen the stiffness of his shoulders.

It was that moment.

Isma threw a pill that was quick with both hands and just finished dispensing.

A total of six, they sank their aim in the water again.

From there, a pillar of light stood.

The light stirred (oh) and revealed a monster with his face hidden with both hands.

It looked like a mixture of humans, Namekuji and strange sea creatures.

There were at first glance, two, no, at least ten beings who didn't know where they were.

Its trembling meat mass, bound together in chains, was crawling up from the water without sound.

Frama droppers.

Hiu, and Norman exhaled sharply.

Isma stays low and stays alert like a spider.

It was a unique structure for earthspiders.

Over its head, Spindle swirled.

"Arman" - Norman's Forbidden Hand: "Focus" was activated by earlier myths.