Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Makina Renowsphere was leading guests arriving after noon from Louvel Argan to the Grand Sacred Ground.

For the desire of the First Prince Geass Louvel Argan to see the Great Sacred Ground.

When he arrived at his destination, Prince Geas flew out of the carriage.

"I watch the Grand Sacred Ground every time I come to the Renault Thread, but it's a spectacle you'll always fall in love with!

There will remain a shadow of the king of the military gods on his face, but many of Gears' expressions will not come to mind by his father.

From the stand-up behavior, the beauty of growing up is fully demonstrated.

Makina rushed after the prince as she was about to roll over from the passenger car.

"Shh, I have a dinner party with the Holy King, so I can't stay that long... please take your time"

While paying attention to his courtesy as an invitee, Makina said.

"Still tough on Gears, what are you doing?"

Tong, and it was Prince Geas' companion Shanatris Tooelf who jumped out of the passenger car.

He is the deputy captain of the Divine Punishment Corps, a special service under the direct command of the King of Military Divinity, and for Makina, a friend of the Old Knowledge.

While following the prince through the entrance, Makina wants to fly Shanatris with more questions than she had before.

"Strong or nothing, is he the prince of a country? I've been wondering... do you usually have that attitude towards princes? Is that okay?

"It's Geass! Is there something wrong with my attitude?

Shanatris called on Prince Geas, who sparkled his eyes and looked through the building, in a manner free of shards of respect.

"No problem, eh? You've been doing that to my father, the king! So it's just a credit to my attitude...... hey, but it's a really great building! I like architecture, but this cathedral makes my heart jump again and again! The military shrine field is a boneless extreme, so there's no such thing as this exquisite delicacy! Oh, I want to change it!

"... gi, you don't even get tired of Prince Gears. Every time I come to Christopher, I always take my feet here."

"If Louvel Argan was a more peaceful country than he is now, it might have created a more landscaped King's Capital."

"Civil strife still doesn't calm down?

"The chain calls for a chain, and I don't see where it drops yet. Maybe that's why mercenaries grow up in the country. There is even a verse in which the king of the military gods himself prefers to fight between the local lords"

"That's a strange country..."

"If you want to do it, you can suppress all the civil strife now with the King's Divine King Army and Divine Punishment Squad. If you say so, as long as the country's strongest absolute power is present in the Wang capital, you can see it if there is a degree of civil strife in the region. I don't know if you're snoring."

"And the finances will be covered by abundant scarce mineral resources," he said.

"Because we are doing well to increase profits from our dealings with countries. Ironically, the good fortune of this deal is due to the advent of the Four Homicides, which ostensibly bonded national relations with the Empire... Hmm, but on the occasion of the death of the Four Homicides, if the Empire resumes its Oriental aggression, the people who are now engaged in civil strife may also unite in an outpouring."

"Please don't tell me you're not even close."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be dramatic, Machina. At least the Renault thread is cheap. In addition to the Knights of the Holy Tree, led by the Black Sacred Tree Man, there are some of the most powerful curseless men in this country. The Empire is not stupid enough to sell fights to countries that have taken over the Four Murders disaster. You took this invitation in two replies because the Empire also wanted to maintain friendship?

"If you take it positively, yes... and by force, you have the Divine King's Army and the Divine Punishment Team. Besides, leading that divine punishment squad-"

Makina glances at the obsidian armor that stands behind Shanatris.

Captain of the Divine Punishment Squad, Armored Ghost, Rose Claywall.

Makina hasn't seen Rose Claywall speak the language yet.

Shortly after arriving, Shanatris said, "He's a silent one. Forgive me," she apologized, and the deputy captain's girlfriend introduced Rose instead.

The Armored Warrior is sometimes spoken of as a homologous presence of the Black Saint Tree Man.

The back length doesn't even take a pull on the giant Van Stoth or that Beschgam.

Even if quoted modestly, there is a nilatal (two meters).

Gender is unknown.

Shanatris said, "Gender? Ho, ho, not like I'm not in this armor," I only said.

I can tell from the way you say it, he doesn't like the fact that the person in question is explicit about his gender.

The gender is unknown partly because he hasn't heard his voice, but partly because Rose's head is all covered with helmets.

The chest is also covered with thick armor, so the presence or absence of swelling is not known.

"Ho ho ho! In the case of the eagles, even clothes that are not thick armor can't be discerned by the breasts alone!

"Read my thoughts on your own and don't come in to bump me like that! Plus... there's a little bit!

"If you take it all off, it's enough to entertain a man, too, right?

"A woman's breasts are not meant to entertain you! Totally......"

Re-separate the observation, staring at Shanatris with a twitchy jitsu eye.

Rose remains silent and looks out at the makinas.

In the eye of its helmet, there was dark darkness accumulating.

I can't even tell the color of my eyes if I stare at them.

Heavy helmets have two long horns reminiscent of monsters appearing in mythology, or ghosts appearing in Eastern heritage.

Many boneless protrusions are also present in the armor itself.

The appearance of silence and the feeling of intimidation are spooky.

After arriving in this country, I saw Rose for the first time, so all of them looked equally surprised.

Isn't it impossible to do that with the wind?

The wide range of long swords that are lowered to the waist would be the Sacred Devil's Sword "Taylor Finger" heard rumors.

Prince Gears and I have met each other several times, but this is the first time I have met Rose.

Only this time Rose accompanied him because of the presence of the guests of the Empire, after all?

"Now if the Empire's Martial God were over there, the three most famous Midsberian samurai would meet together."

"Garbarossa Gimenze is on the western continent, although I heard exactly about the Western conquest"

"Apparently. Speaking of Makina, on the western continent, disciplines for analyzing people's spirits are beginning to become popular."

That's when Rose ran.

Severe footsteps, but the movement reflected lightly.

Metal sounds every time I step on the hallway floor.

"Rose!? What's the matter with you?

Looks like he's trying to catch up with the gears that were ahead of him.

If you realize it, the prince had finally moved on to a place where you could see the back.

"At the entrance and exit of the four locations, we have procedures in place at the entrance and I don't think any suspicious persons have entered... but let's hurry up and chase them."

Makina followed Shanatris and Rose's back.

It was one hard time catching up because of the huge difference in stride.

"Phew... hmm, what? The shadows..."

"Oh? That pitch-black giant armor... Are you Louvel Argan's War Armor Ghost?

A good woman's voice.

"Hmm? Is the reply Nashi? Too bad."

A woman in a white hat with a red embroidery pressed up the hat.

Golden eyes.

Long, monochromatic green hair.

Clear white skin.

What she's emitting is the air of those who say things from above people.

"Nice to meet you. The rest is Hel Guntarios, the First Empress of the Guntarios Empire."

"What?

It was Shanatris who made the surprise sound.

Makina was also breathtaking when she encountered unexpected figures in unexpected places.

- Arrival is faster than the scheduled time I was asking.

I didn't immediately realize that she was the Empire Empress because she had no facial knowledge and no information on her appearance.

"Oh! Are you the First Empress of Guntarios! My name is Gears LouverArgan, the first prince of LouverArgan! I'll let you know later."

Prince Gears was the one who offered his hand without moving.

Hell smiled at his mouth alone and held the hand offered.

"Again, the rest is Hell Guntarios. It's a pleasure to meet you. Yeah, it's a great honor. It's an honor."

"I'm honored, too. Hey, even so, you're beautiful!

The prince has no sign of being overwhelmed or dust.

He's always in such good shape.

Behave naively and speak innocently to everyone.

I still can't tell if that's on the math or not.

"... Phew. Louvel, Argan's first prince sounds like a pretty funny guy. So... who are you two adorable people there? Are you an associate of the Holy King?

Hel asks, shaking the hand of the prince who held it all the way up and down.

"My name is Shanatris Tooelf."

Shanatris pokes her knee in awe.

"I am the deputy captain of the Secret Service of the King of Military Divinity, which governs Louvel Argan."

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. Are you the famous" Witch of Louvel Argan "? I've heard your rumors, and their excellence has reached the rest of these ears. If I lose my way, I hope they pick up the rest."

"... I am honored to receive extra compliments from Her Royal Highness"

"Ha-ha-ha! That's a totally other person's sense of distance. She can't eat in good shape. That's a witch. So, what about your other Princess?

Hell transferring his gaze to Makina.

Makina was there.

"My name is Makina Renowsphere, daughter of the Duke of Renowsphere family. We are the head of a training institution that trains Saint Tree candidates in Christophia."

"Ho? Are you the Makina Renowsphere?"

"The arrival of Princess Hell was a little late."

"Accident is the basis of battle, Miss Makina. The Grand Sacred Ground said he wanted to see it, and he asked me to leave the carriage happily."

"Ha, ha"

To say the least, Makina was in a bad mood.

"But - be you, Shanatris, you have a privileged look and physique. Given the track record, it's not as old as it looks."

No mockery or sarcasm.

As he approached the upside down makina, Hel let his jaw curl up with his fingers.

"Physical characteristics sufficient for simulation are a kind of strength"

Golden eyes with steel will.

Hell soothed his eyes.

"Conversely, if that physical trait is pulling your legs, you are good enough to jump it. If the fatherland dies by mistake, you both come to the rest. I like it."

Makina stared straight back into Hel's eyes.

"Don't worry. The Renault Thread will not perish."

"I guess. Whatever you do, you have a curse in your country who is powerful enough to get rid of those four evils."

I know Krohiko exists.

There was more vigilance in the makina.

Hell shifts his gaze to Shanatris.

"Did Louvel Argan dig up that Subhuman King, too? If we're going to be dealing with our empire, aren't we going to have enough chances?

"Perhaps - I still believe that the best use of power that is too much is deterrence. In that sense, the name of the Subhuman King can be relied upon."

Hel stood up, throwing a delightful grin at Shanatris, who channelled disturbing remarks to the old man.

"If you're willing to fight. The rest is welcome though. War is evolution."

"Evolution?"

"A person is something that goes crazy in death for life-threatening matters. Thus, during wartime, the rate of evolution increases rapidly. Delighted?"

Makina tightened her expression and raised her face.

"I challenge disrespect knowingly, but I don't think so. It is peace that people's cultures evolve in a healthy way. Evolution in an environment where life is exchanged is, from me… unhealthy evolution."

"Haha, that's an interesting way to think about it"

"People's desires swell inexhaustibly, even without an environment in which to exchange lives. And that desire will always be a source of evolution."

"Nevertheless, people's fundamentals are lazy... but no matter how lazy they are, they get sleep, and they need a meal. If we don't do these two, we're gonna die. If we are to lay it down to the life and death of mankind as a whole, reproductive acts for the preservation of species are also essential - although personally, I think fear of death is the biggest butt slap on humans, anyway. Your healthy evolution is not the same as your overall ability to raise the bottom."

"I hate heartfelt warfare! Of course, it's conditional!

Gears has been interrupting without reading the air.

"Hmm, have you come to terms? Let's hear it."

"Not to destroy precious buildings - this is all I want you to protect! Oh, we're going to have to destroy more and more unusual buildings."

Hell looked like he had an unexpected pick up.

"Huff, apparently we have to examine the rest of Louvel Argan's impression on the prince. Your sensibilities are quite interesting. But that's it -"

Hell walked over to Gears and shook his arm.

"If you don't want to, say, untie history..."

Shanatris moves forward.

"What are you going to do?

"With these little events, there's even a war going on undeniably, huh?

On Gears' cheek, Hel punched him in the face.

"... haha, it's a consolation play. Are you serious?

Between Hell and Geass, Rose was interrupting for a moment.

Looks like Rose tried to grab Hel's arm.

But Rose's arm was also grabbed by another.

"Oh, boy, it's troubling Her Royal Highness, too."

A voice that I would like to describe as entangling.

"I would have been able to tell you from my older brother that I would have had a sore ear if I wanted these acts to weigh on me."

There was one more man on the field.

Makina could not capture any movement until he showed up.

Besides, he keeps that Armored Warrior arm under one hand.

From the tremors in both arms, we don't seem to be out of each other's power yet.

"Let's apologize for playing too far, Master Hell. That's disrespectful."

"Oh, that's disrespectful"

Hell stepped back and bowed his head.

"Excuse me, Prince Gears. I was going to play, but I think I've created unwanted tension. The rest is in these touches. Sorry."

Makina didn't mind.

Shanatris' face also has agitation.

In the meantime, Geass opened his mouth floating.

"No, no, no! I'm surprised, but I'm not angry at you! So please don't worry! Hey, but you're an amazing guy to seal Rose's movements? You there, can you introduce me?

"Haha, you saved me with a nostalgic broad prince. Hmm? Yeah, he's the rest of us. I run a warehouse in an imperial city - but the lack of appetite for birth is the source of the rest of my troubles. Now, introduce yourself."

Releasing his hand from Rose's arm, the man fixed the square frame glasses position.

Slightly eyed, but tough looking man.

An outfit reminiscent of a military uniform of strong western colour.

The shaped jaw beards beard beard beard beard beard beard beard beard, dull blonde hair stroked back.

Gentleman's atmosphere, but there was some air to be said to be tedious wildness.

Or is that tedious feeling a pseudo for him?

With an honest smile, the man spoke his own name.

"My name is Varaga Lumood. He is the head of a department called the Second Warehouse Management Department in Teito."

Again, Makina thought.

The moment I saw his motion beyond the grasp of the naked eye, a feeling similar to certainty ran.

Sixth House.

Currier or Lokia, that hibigami or noise hometown.

I remember Hibigami making a statement like he was at first glance.

I'm sure it's not the only one.

But I don't know why the man in the Sixth House is currently in the Empire.

"But, well..."

Hell glances at Rose.

"That's the famous Armored Warrior. The rest was an eye-catching move. Even if you don't use the holy devil's sword on your hips, most warriors can't beat you. Well, which one of us would win if we interacted with our empire's proud Martial God or the Black Sacred Tree Man? I'm very interested. And..."

Katsung, and Hel, who sounded the shoe in the hallway, stands in front of Makina as intimidating.

"Rumor has it? Yes - the curse of the Land of the Holy Tree. The rest have a strong interest in the person. If you don't mind, why don't you let me hang out with you once?

"It's..."

Shall I let this princess and Crohiko meet?

It's called behaving earlier, there's something creepy about Empress Hell.

How should I answer?

Thoughts don't pop up the optimal solution.

How far is silence allowed?

"Hmm? Is there a problem with the rest of it?

"The -"

When Makina got stuck responding...

"Class last semester was successfully completed, but we're the only ones with a full rating for the Holy Martial Arts Festival."

And whosoever the princess had hoped to draw, he appeared from the passage a little further.

"Is that it?"

"He" notices here.

"To Mr. Shanna, Mr. Makina?