Sanzen no Souru Supina

"──Ah, ahhh?! What, what? What is this?!"

The arm pulled from the snoutbright was torn apart and melted.

It was the── Holy Blade that stuck into the wound.

"Why?! Why, why does the Holy Sword: Rose Absolute strip me of my fangs?!"

With astonishment, Exelios turned his gaze to Ashle.

To a young man who was only supposed to conquer himself and make himself my own.

There was a man who laughed unbeatable while enduring pain.

The man says.

A dark smile burns in his eyes.

"What's the matter, [Ideal] King?" Am I the only one who can read my past? "

Ashlee stood up as she jumped over the pressure of the unexpectedly weakened intrusion.

Step out.

Old Exelios who had become an ugly alien no longer stood in front of him, but he did not make it a one-off.

He even laughs at you for saying that this is your evil.

"What do you mean... what do you mean?!" you can't be.... "

"I thought I was going to read it, Exelios." I knew you'd read it. They will read the enemy's past. Whether you put your hand on my past or not. If I were you, too,

Because I'm sure I will ”.

Now, it was the [Ideal] King who groaned.

"But you... I told Snowbright." There's no way I could sue such a small means.... "

"That's why it was a trap, Exelios." You cannot directly monitor events behind the scenes (in the backyard). However, you can go back to my past and have a reference experience. I thought I was going to read it... so I lied. To Zion and Darieli. "

"Stupid, stupid, stupid."

Slowly and step by step, Ashlee explained as she progressed.

"You lose because you are the king of the [Ideal]." It was because Theon and Snow saw and projected my way of life. They don't expect me to lie to them. I didn't expect to be fooled by this. He always believed that a straight knightly way of life would help him. In other words,── I don't know my darkness, cunning, lowlife, and cowardice that── I've been pushing to kill and hide so far. "

"" Evil ""

"It's amazing."

That's how it is.

Ashlee whispered.

Like singing, like mourning the "evil" within you.

"When I sat on the throne and staged a face-to-face battle, you rode on it. I've set up a performance to show up and break our hearts. Specifically, the Holy Sword, which no one should have found yet, is a drama about the whereabouts of Rose Absolute."

At that time,

"At that time, you were already losing. When you held the Snowbright in your hand, you were never defeated.”

Ashlee, the wicked man, was taught a lesson by the king of Ideal , who was shaken by astonishment and the pain of his first wound.

Cowardice is something I use like this, Excellios.

"Stupid, you can't handle the Holy Sword: Rose Absolute..." How did you do it? How did you order the Holy Sword to blade?! "

"You really don't know, Exelios." Didn't you get a good look inside her? You didn't read my past very well, did you? There must have been another trump card there. ”

Another trump card?

"Jagli Jagra, one of the last. The thirteenth pile....."

Ashlee remembers her first visit to the Temple of the Roses.

A statue of Snowbright embedded in the temple door.

A pure white hawthorn jumped out of her breasts and pierced her ashlee.

Just now, that was another hope that Theon had entrusted to me.

"Jagli Jagra. A magic tool for human remodeling. But how could you do something like that?!"

"A magic tool for human body modification. It was Jagli Jagliar's [Wish] that was defiled. It's not the essence."

Ashlee explained its essence.

The poor [Ideal] King just shakes his head incredibly.

"You don't know [Soul] 's rhythm. You've never touched it." The true role of Jagli Jagirah is transmission. What is it? The Soul . Spindle . And Will .

The function of pouring [Wish] into the opponent and freely modifying it is like the residue added afterwards.

Ashlee used her technique to save Yugadir's heart in the final showdown in Trantrim, the Night Demon Knight who was eaten by the Ideal Garden.

I pushed Jagli Jagirah through Theon's flesh and freed Yugadir, who was held captive forever in his [Soul].

In the same vein, I poured my [Spindle] into the Holy Sword: Rose Absolute.

As a result, the sword of humanity responded to the knight's [will] and rejected the "King of Ideal Garden".

The scroll of dragon skin peeled off from Ashley's right arm.

It is the operating base for controlling Jagli Jagli.

The concept is perceived as the skin of a dragon, but like Jagliar Jagliar, it is not even an object in a pure sense.

It's a virtual, fictional, but touchable [dream].

On top of the operating board, the [Spindle] glowed brightly and was running.

Ashlee kept up the Spindle hard not only because of resistance to intrusion.

We wanted to reward this arrow for the timing of Exelios' hand to Snowbright.

You, ahhhhhhh

"Ideas, Excelsior, you're losing."

"Not yet, not yet, Ashle Dow. The Holy Sword: Rose Absolute is not here yet!"

If we take back the lead, the formation will be reversed.

Exelios pushed his left hand into the snowbright's ribcage, which he could no longer resist, from the front.

But the Ashley, who── had already formed a link with Jagli Jagiella: Rose Absolute, was no match for speed.

The knight shouts.

I'm sorry, Theon.

Snowbright, as he remembers it in his heart and in his chest.

"Seal it,── retreat. Rose, return it to my hand.──"

It was the first time in space and time one day that the Night Demon Princess uttered a broken seal────.

Ashlee recites the rhyme as if it were a nostalgic song she could hear.

And the── rose answered the call.

It turned into a pale flame.

Snowbright's body turned into a rose bushes as it turned into a blade, cutting off the left── hand of Exelios, who was scrupulously pushed into it.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, the "Ideal Land (Garden) King" cries are preached and swallowed by the sowing of Rose Absolute, the sacred sword that converges into a single sword.

The time has come for the world of possibilities to end.

The Temple's sealed sword: Rose Absolute turns into a blade as she rises one after the other to Excelsior.

This is the last line of defense set by Theon. When the blue rose (Ibaba), which was arranged to cover the world of possibilities in── advance, recovers the blade, it becomes a swarm of excelios sitting inside it, attacking from all around.

There is only one condition for success.

When Exelios is in the center of it... it means that the sword is sworded near him.

Oddly enough, Ashlee's plan reproduced the intentions entrusted to her by Zion.

Ideal The king manipulates the flesh with his power and tries to twist it, but it── doesn't come true.

The sacred blade flies in and out, reminiscent of a swarm of bees.

Break the bait.

"Stupid, my dear, losing with a ploy... you've been such a hothead, Ashley Dow"

"No, Excelios, you lost because of your cruelty." With the [Cruel Wish] poured on me from the outside and the real flesh and cruelty swirling in me, the real one was far superior. "

To tell you the truth, your cruelty is beautiful.

Strictly assertive, Ashlee further elaborated [Spindle].

Gradually reclaiming the sword potatoes: Rose Absolute slides into the hands of Ashlee as she cuts through the phantom of the world of possibilities.

If the Holy Sword recovers the potash, the Temple of the Roses will be lost.

That's why Ashlee grips the handle as she falls.

Grrrr, the pale turtles are rising with momentum.

Focus 's protection is alive and well.

"Foolish. How cruelly you have outrun me, you are nothing but a human── sword: Rose Absolute has not yet recognized you as its rightful owner."

Perhaps the last revelation, Exelios summoned the Holy Sword: Rose Absolute.

Traction is applied to the blade.

But Ashlee didn't settle down.

"If you don't admit it, I'll just let you admit it!"

He cried out and conveyed his [will] to the Holy Sword.

From the arms, and with a jaguar jaguar.

Ashlee's flame and the flame of the Holy Sword's protection seized the force to reign.

It's useless!

There, Exelios' [Chira] was added.

Ashlee takes advantage of the flow.

I suddenly stopped resisting and continued to dance in the sky like── [Chiran].

Then ──he raised the pillar so that the pale flame would explode.

It raises the Ideal when it burns up.

Proof that a knight with realistic flesh defeated himself in the foreseeable future.

And the holy sword of the rose, perhaps, recognized him as a provisional lord.

The Ideal King held the Rose Absolute and the Holy Sword piercing his chest with both hands and laughed in amazement at Ashlee, who pushed himself into the fire at an unbearable speed.

I'm losing.

That was the last word of his king, and I think the laughter in his mouth was a kind of satisfaction that he found something interesting that he could not realize in the future of a man named Ashle Dow.