Sanzen no Souru Supina

Burton traveled all over the burning city of Catel in a distraction to the citizens.

The staffing of the Knights of Catel Hospital was so precise that it was very unlikely that it had been ambushed, and the extraction was quick.

But Burton felt strange about its civic guidance and (perhaps because of the repeated evacuation drills that had taken place since ordinary times) the movement of the crowd.

In other words, to the low amount of induction into the group of church hospital facilities that line the middle belly of Catel Island, is.

That's sincerity to the citizens that the Knights of Catel Hospital show when it comes to guiding them, desperation - lending a hand to the weak, carrying the elderly and children - and turning out to Barton that the trust placed by the citizens on the Knights, from credibility, is never a measure in a conservative sense.

From there, we could also deduce why the hospital facility, which can also be called the heart of the church, is quite far from downtown.

It's dangerous.

If it's a castle battle against a large army, civic guidance probably wasn't this cathartic.

But a powerful group of enemies invaded all over Catel Island, including the city.

That means important strategic bases will be the first to be targeted.

Unless it is a demonstration, the Gentiles will not be put on the front to crush the enemy fortress that consolidated their defenses.

Destroy the opponent's weakest and most important organs with a pinpoint.

That's the war of the Spindles.

The Lord of the Balaje family for a long time: Along with Gresnau, and yet incompetent, he has dived through the dead - hence Burton, with his own knowledge of the matter.

That's why there's a line you can see - that kind of thing.

Burton skilfully chose the shadows, out of guidance and human flow, and approached the headquarters of the Knights of Catel Hospital.

All the doors of the mountain gates set on the way are open, but there are ten soldiers stationed there.

The horse is not armored and is known to be for liaison purposes.

Plus a bonfire on the mountain gate.

Communication network by light.

This arrangement is a way of accurately communicating the status quo to Command.

It is not intended to obstruct the passage of civilians.

If you want to, you can close the gate first.

But they won't.

Why.

Because we know that the alien opponent doesn't have that degree of disability or anything like that.

Barton increasingly understands the importance of

It is the Greater monk's uniform that is worn inside his coat, which is dispersed in the shade of night.

Old clothes prepared by the Pope's Office.

I'm not even unprepared.

Mountain road rounds are considerably more than expected.

Because it manually transports personnel and medicines that hit the wounded's rescue.

Large luggage cars are dangerous for snow piled on cobblestones and cannot be used.

Everything is manpower.

Experience has shown that the main points of such establishments are often connected to the sensing of "spindle" capable persons.

Dashkamarier, the chief of the Greater sect, is a prophet recognized by the Pope's Office.

There will always be such a trick.

All set.

But that's why incompetent people like Burton become blind spots.

Barton's methods do not allow armed groups to be sent in, even if they are small squadrons.

But if you're an Oivolet with no weapons, no powers, why don't you?

As a monk who exposed himself to grandeur?

What if at this moment all the soldiers are paying attention to the imminent threat of the enemy, the Night Devil, the Incapacitated?

That's how Burton walked into the center of the Knights of Catel Hospital.

Never in a hurry.

I will help with chores and chores in the hospital and become familiar with its structure and chain of command.

Burton is familiar with the art of being confused by humans and regarded as roadside stones.

You don't have to hide. I just need to be someone who knows their face, someone who's missing something, someone who needs to be careful right now.

the unimportant others that blend into the context of the story.

For everyone, of.

I revealed the night in the hospital.

The fatigue of the monks who were just on duty is intense.

Alternate.

That's what I was hoping for.

Burton targets at dawn, during personnel shifts.

Take the lead in food loading work.

Human beings who are not very enthusiastic about assigned work are always in a certain proportion to any organization.

If it's a job that tends to be seen as understated, it's all the more so.

Just carry it, just clean it up.

Just do the aftermath like it doesn't matter.

That's what they tend to think.

A job that they tend to think requires no special abilities or talents.

But someone has to do the job.

Engage the opponent's struggles and take turns.

You look pale, don't you? Isn't that right? Wouldn't you? Better get some rest.

I'll carry this.

It's just for once.

Mr. Omae is overworked.

Even if no one knows, I will.

The balance of duty to the job leans every time Burton accumulates words.

Their desire to be "better appreciated" is easily linked to self-justification of "So rest as he says".

This is how Burton fights.

Without labor, enter an underground facility.

He's not armed, he's not an alien. He's just a little friendly, boring grandpa. The man in charge of loading supplies fell ill.

I can see that later on.

Because he says so in order to justify himself.

Well, I think Burton.

And then we need to get someone who understands the story.

No, correct me.

You have to be able to spot a responsible position, and someone who knows Ashley and can even deal with the deal “to get caught”.

We have to live and communicate the status quo.

Biri, and the air in the underground passage trembled slightly.

It was the sixth morning since the ceremony began.

"Thank you. There's a ship of demons lurking off the coast of Katel Island at night, hiding in a special junction. There is at least one more advanced night demon capable man with Mr. Zabel in one arm. It's very likely they'll be using a large base attack power."

Norman stood by the interrogation of a knight under the moon captured by Isma.

That was closer to torture than listening, an approximately humanitarian act, manipulated with thread inserted into the skull to crack the mouth.

It's not about interrogation, such as breaking the demon's mouth at night.

Even among the earthspiders, there are no exceptional users so far.

It was Izma's accumulated experience and the danger of the journey he had taken, and the thought of showing off the darkness of the society of the earthspiders in various ways.

The Horseman under the Moon was spit information at the end of his anguish and was set on fire.

It was Isma's business without too much vibrancy and hesitation.

I see. I'm used to indulging in the nature of earthspiders.

But even looking at what is also considered Isma's evil and treacherous demeanor, there is no distraction in Norman's spirit.

The Knights of Catel Hospital is a group that has continued to struggle not only with pagans and night demons, but also with the disease as a medical group.

The mastery of anthropology and its practice - that is, anatomy and surgical surgery - were a sine qua non as far as the Knights of Catel Hospital were concerned.

I didn't change one complexion, I heard Isma report, Norman said.

"I wonder why you didn't set it up with your first hand"

"Even the Night Devils are not stupid. While preparing for a time-consuming base attack, it's like Ashley's" Shivnir ", so if they shoot you, I know it's totally Oshimai.

Encouraging a strong "spindle" capability means that much energy is concentrated, right? I don't like it, but I know where it is.

If the opponent has a long-range attack, a transfer, or a flight capability, the user becomes defenseless while preparing to exercise it.

So be careful with your operations. "

It must be tied to age and star operation, and more importantly, it must be a place where the Spindle can maximize excitement.

In this case, the waters around Catel Island - maybe we have to stay within a guitrelle.

"For example, my Crawling Inferno needs to be guided by an operator touching the ground.

A lot of base offensive aliens need to be ready for a day's work, no matter how fast they are for half an hour.

I can't read this hand, but I won't make that kind of dangerous decision.

Besides, they were willing to win this invasion.

No, maybe it still is.

People who come here to enjoy hunting don't vandalize the hunting grounds, do they?

Huh, and Isma laughs like a little fool.

It wasn't just against the demons at night, it felt like a mockery showered against the Normans and the Knights of Catel Hospital.

"In fact, if we hadn't been here, wouldn't you have thought it would have been dangerous?" I didn't even ask Isma.

I just threw a gaze at Norman that prompted me to think.

Chili, and his silent tongue-in-cheek (yayu) stumbled on Norman's account.

Norman thinks a lot.

Indeed, Isma tends to take suspicious statements and suspicious eye behavior in energetic weather.

But he is not the kind of man who behaves in such a way as to touch the dignity of others cheaply.

Yes, Norman was appreciating Isma.

Even if it could turn its own predicament into laughter, it was not the kind of man who made the predicament of others laugh.

Glad to keep the other members out of the room.

Yes, Norman thought, but didn't put that suspicion in his mouth.

Pass Park Min-Jen.

At least Izma's analysis was correct.

If only the Knights of Catel Hospital had hit things, this invasion could have ended in a victory on the devil's side at night.

In fact, even though there was an increase in the Ashles, one of the capable men was killed and one of the two seriously wounded was the Knights Commander: Zabelzaft.

That left arm will never come back.

Regenerating a completely lost organ is such a dangerous therapeutic practice that it also compensates high-ranking aliens for their own body parts.

More satellite cities: the fall would not have been spared until Radacona.

If the fierceness of the Knights Under the Moon were added to the inhabitants who turned into servants of the Night Devil, would the two "Spindle" abilities of the Rapid have been held up?

To be honest, I'm not sure.

Just because you're going to commit the foolishness of a power dispersion doesn't mean you can't leave the devil alone at night that will increase your power with time.

I didn't go.

It's a tough choice.

There was an unprecedented night in the background of the demons' organized behavior.

It was Isma's work that saved the predicament.

And the biggest battle in this engagement is by two Ashle and Zion.

But Norman doesn't recognize reality, he fights. That's the knight.

Regardless of the process, there is no doubt that the enemy forces are currently considerably depleted and exhausted.

Norman was convinced that he could always push back. Hate opportunities are bound to come around, and that's not so far away.

Instead, Norman was alert to the movements of another force.

of earthspiders, for example.

Because the more consciousness is solidifying that you can win, that you have a chance, the more the cross spear that is accidentally thrust into you works effectively.

"There are two Ashle and His Royal Highness Zion, one for us and one for you with your help.

Almost wiped out when it came to servants.

This is a battle that is considered synonymous with the total annihilation of a normal force comparable to thousands to 10,000 legions.

Nor is the power of the Night Devils inexhaustible.

It must be quite painful.

Still, they haven't given up, do you think? "

I felt uncomfortable.

So Norman called on Isma, who brought back the prisoner, to say "you."

Thanks, the stubbornness that appeared on every step of the way was caught.

"I'm not giving up. And I mean, there's no way I'm giving up.

They're the ones who see mankind as livestock and prey, right?

Their pride isn't cheap enough for them to hunt us down and leave us alone.

They found out that I and my cattle were fighting together. The next thing you know, you're gonna die crazy... and maybe you still have a big trump card, huh?

livestock by referring to the Knights of Catel Hospital, a co-combatant, and Isma didn't even seem to care that she called it.

But Norman also refrained from mentioning it.

Izma continues her own reasoning.

"If the guys waiting on the ocean are going to set us up, I guess that's the moment we end up failing. It's also aimed at the vital organs of an ineffective target. I mean, after we find out where we are, I guess."

Yes, Isma closed her self-explanatory remarks.

"Your Highness Theon would like to hear your opinion."

Advanced Night Demon who attacked the city of Catel: Weitz took the Knights Commander: Zabel's left arm.

If he had stayed a few more seconds, he could have taken Zabel's rank as well as his arm.

Yet it withdrew immediately.

How in the meantime the novice ability - just because Gisele and Larn got stuck, the trigger was too clean.

All I'm saying is that I served my purpose.

Norman, who received the report, was also caught there.

"Is that so, envoys of the Pope's Office - to Giseltregia, Cardinal Benestos (Lahn)? Shouldn't you be recommending evacuation while you're in the sun? It's no big deal if you escape the waters."

Izma uttered a political decision.

Norman noticed its hidden intentions, his mouth crooked and laughed.

"Use the Pope's Office envoy as bait, do you mean?

I'm not sure I know what Norman's talking about. Is it purely dangerous to stay in the catel? Besides, we don't have any more personnel on Catel Island for VIP protection, do we?

Malice rides the usual light grin, making it a terrible thing.

So this is what Isma says.

Let the Pope's ministry row out into the waters where the devil's ships would be in array at night and replace them with forcible reconnaissance.

If that's Chez Servis, it's like letting a sturdy, hardened enemy castle fortress storm Queen ready to self-destruct and cut through a breakthrough.

Indeed, last night, the envoys of the Pope's Office fought about the Catel side.

It may have been a natural attitude as an Ixist and also as a human being, but that is not synonymous with the fact that we have become equals allies.

Temporarily holding hands together on the battlefield doesn't mean we can open our chest collars and understand each other more than what the group believes.

I have no true friends in the state.

That is the essence of diplomacy and the iron rule.

However, there is still the idea of being told what to say.

To the traders, even if it was a necessary taste at times.

And Isma's suggestion was horribly unattractive.

If the Night Devils react, they can reduce the power of both sides, even if it is bad, and in some cases slaughter this at the same time (as a convolutional) with rough cover and rescue.

If you are attacked by the evil of the night, do not destroy even with your friends, but a lesson of the Knights of the Diocese of Extram.

Perhaps the best course of action to leave no harm behind.

If there was no response from the devil's side at night, that would be good.

You can earn the most important temporal respite in political judgment, and you can reach the end of the ritual.

If Dashkamarier returns, it will be relatively easy to create a political dropout.

If we transfer Iris and Ashle, who have completed the procedure, even temporarily, with the transfer of Isma, we can rub them off even when the Pope's Office is eating down.

How much circumstantial evidence have you accumulated, because there is no conclusive evidence.

This is not the Extram Pope's Office.

With independent autonomy, it is also home to the strongest religious knights in the Western world.

No matter how much of a Cardinal you are imprisoned as "Sovereign of Scarlet Clothes," you cannot behave as you please.

Even if it exceeds with authority, violence (...), which is truly the strongest, literally unquestioned power, has a minute on the catel side.

If Larnbert neglects the samurai's judgment and outlook on life and death, the story may not be, but he's a man who keeps trying to be active in front of his calendar.

As you look at the qi bones that jumped into the front line yourself last night, you will fully understand what that means.

And more importantly, just make that suggestion from the catel side, they are forced to "judge".

It would be if it were an official consultation.

It would be perfect if it were dispersed to the junior members of the envoy shortly afterwards.

Even if there are religious ties, the organization cannot be one rock at a time.

How do their junior constituents "judge" the upper echelons who do not choose to leave the dangerous battlefield when they are shown the path that only they can safely exit?

Whether a tie like the Knights of Catel Hospital, which is always with the battlefield, is what they also have.

In their homeland far away from their country, their hearts, encountered by unexpected nights of threat and tragedy, can be seen by Norman in his hands.

There is a great difference between not knowing fear and being able to overcome fear.

Norman was the latter.

Isma says, "Ask."

"I see... your claim is the best"

Knight Commander: At the time of Zabelzaft's injury, Norman had kept informal but temporary front-line command.

Although the official announcement and final approval will be made by Zabel in his name, he was given the power to make wartime decisions.

Norman then adopts Izma's proposal.

"Oh, you know what I'm talking about, Katel Hospital Knight?"

Crushed like Isma was impressed.

Norman turns his gaze.

Between the two men, an invisible spark felt scattered.

An official document was just made.

It is a document informing the Pope's Office of a recommendation to evacuate.

Only signatures and seals must be made by Zabel.

The messenger ran.

After that, Norman turned to Isma.

"Still, it's not just the Knights Under the Moon - I didn't know they would capture even the earthspider killer and add it to their pawns... that's a big hand. I also owe you a favor for saving my people. Let me thank you."

Late, Norman said.

Besides, Isma responded by making a laugh.

"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.

There's a game like the Earthspider version of Chez Servis.

I can use the enemy pawn I took for my own pawn, and the attitude of waving and showing it flickering seems like the usual Isma.

"I would like to discuss measures with His Highness Zion regarding the trend of the Night Demon leader. Why don't you stop working for a few days last night instead? Not until then, but why don't we get some rest? Let me keep in touch with you through this user demon - Carmilla (...)"

Mm-hmm, and Isma answered as she stretched out just like Norman offered.

"Let me do that. Let's take a look at this in the last few weeks. My body just got stiff, didn't it? Let me sweeten your words."

I want to warm up my old relationship, and when I squeezed my jaw, I pointed to Ele waiting at the entrance to the room.

Ele's eyes are vain, and he just sends Isma a raucous, unpleasant grin.

It seems completely under Isma's grasp until it is in the flesh, spirit.

I see, and Norman nods.

I know what that means, it was a gesture.

"I'll ask for a massage. I'll rent a private room, so call me if you need anything."

Are you glad this way? Saying so, the empty room that Isma headed toward with Ele's shoulder belonged to a senior knight who died last night in battle.

It's simple because it's a time of war, but that bed should be decorated with mourning badges.

No body.

A mortal who dies in the midst of a night battle with the devil will surely be laid down in a daze.

Surviving partners burned their colleagues with their own hands.

There wasn't even any ashes left.

It was clear what it meant to take a captive woman there and cage her.

On the surface it looked like Isma's usual oddity.

But Norman felt the discomfort became a clear suspicion and gained a snail.

This was the right place to think about how to get Ashle and Zion to stand around.

I took action to do so.