Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

The sea level moves away with tremendous momentum.

I desperately flutter my hands and feet, but as if it had a hammer on my body without any effect, I get dragged deeper and deeper into the sea floor.

"- ku wu drftgy fujiko lp!?!

The voiceless scream became a bubble, and the salty sea water came in more and more from my mouth and nose, making it proportional and my consciousness rapidly distant.

'... haha! Oh, my God, it'll be too early. Because I'm kind enough to wash your balls, but I'm already looking up at you. Hold your breath and soak for five minutes. Holle!'

Oh, there's too many bad running lights (flashbacks)...

I wish that perverted cousin's fig had caused me to hate water when I thought about it.

I mean, you couldn't buy me a swimsuit at my uncle's house in the first place, so swimming in elementary and secondary school has never been in the pool with a tour... so if I did that, I'd say, "Isn't he really a woman?" and other weird rumors arose, and I felt bad about being bullied in school.

... Uh-huh, after all, was the water field a gateway... too...

And, on the verge of an interruption of consciousness, I felt someone hugging my body and surfacing with great momentum as it was.

"- Buha!! Are you okay, Scarlet Snow!?"

With the bright sunshine and the feeling of the wind hitting your cheeks, and more importantly your screaming, Christoph, your consciousness awakens at once.

"- Ho ho ho... ho ho ho!! but..."

Spit out the accumulated water and nod gently with tears.

After coughing for a while, I finally found it easier to breathe, and I realized that I fit in - keeping "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Lee)" (something I didn't drop a lot of), unconsciously spinning my hands around your neck to take it away - and I couldn't fit in and put "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Lee)" in storage space (inventory).

"Thank you, Mr. Christoph. Thanks for your help."

So, stay super close, thank you. Apparently, it wasn't my fault that someone jumped in after Mormon and I fell into the ocean.

"You're welcome. Looks like it helped. More importantly."

Christophe smiled unharmed. [M]

Um, I don't know... Unlike my kind of making laugh, these natural laughs are against the rules. If you were a normal girl, wouldn't you be flagging me all over?

"Princess! Are you safe?!?"

From there came the life capital (Miko) with its three to six wing wings spread out from its back, and the New Year's Eve (once), which produced swan feathers.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Thanks to you Christoph..."

Yeah, I just put it in my mouth, and, uh, I remember. I thought you and Kuyuan fit in together for a time like this. What are you doing?!

"Kuyuan! Hey, why are you shutting up!?"

………………

'... I guess you're sleeping again?!'

………………

"Kuuuuuuuuuuu!!!

'............ oh?

I knew you were asleep, this reaction!!

'... is it the sea? It feels good.'

Oh, no, this guy...

If this is the case, I should have fitted in with the other aquatic submarines. No, I didn't have a problem with anyone in the usual heavenly life (Tendo) or the Four Wesen Heavenly King... I just vehemently regretted it and asked Christoph another thing that bothered me.

"There's something that fell with me - do you know what happened to the pirate in that turban?

"Oh, if it's me..."

Quicker than you answer, Christoph, I heard the shout of that person coming from away.

"Don't think I won this - - whoa!!"

Seeing it, the thing across the beast like a horned todo almost returned to his ship, leaving behind a loser-like throwaway dialogue with a repentant face.

"... some people are vegetarian enough to talk like that without being timid."

While impressed, Mormon arrived on his ship and fled aboard in a great hurry. For a moment, I felt like Bunny Girl had greeted me, but maybe it was my fault.

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"Welcome home, sir"

The usual Hagi girl greeted me with a greeting and a fitting that made me want to put in a scratch when it was sex, but thigh cancer ignored her like that and changed her blood and jumped into the cabin.

"? What's the matter, sir - though my back is just slashed. That's unusual."

The girl who came running after me glanced lightly at her when she saw a knife wound on her thigh cancer back.

"Did you have such an awesome enemy that you put such a deep burden on your husband?

"Oh, my God, he's in the middle of something! Also known as The Final War of the One in Black (One Man Halmagedon), The Trap in the Skin of an Angel, The Princess of the Final Weapon (Liesal Princess) and many more! I don't know a few words to describe him, he's a horrible opponent!

In the age of the game, he mouthed the (unknown to him) Scarlet Snow adjective that was secretly circulated, and looked back with a face stained with fear and despair as he blurted and trembled.

"Horn on the rabbit, more than he came out, he escapes thirty-six, but wins! You guys just get out of this waters! I will immediately transfer to the White Whale, remove the concern of the patrons only after the beginning and end of the Imperial Navy, and for now... meet me at the end of Cape Ruth."

"Ha... in the end, are you going to use The White Whale?

The girl nods vaguely with the face that what she says changes corny.

"Things have changed! As soon as we meet, everyone, move on to the White Whale." Red One Number (Testarotta) "is discarded on the spot. I don't have time for this, keep up the tundra schedule right away!

"-? Are you going to destroy it? You're going to crush the Imperial Fleet, aren't you?

"Oh yeah! Even if every fleet sinks, there's no way he's gonna die! That scum!!"

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"- Shit."

Mmm, I changed and wiped my body, but the northern sea was still cold, and I accidentally got kushami.

Well, I wouldn't have caught a cold, and if I did, I pulled it. You can fix it yourself, so I don't care.

"Are you okay, Scarlet Snow?

Get dressed as well - there was no substitute for a uniform for the cadet school, so I'm borrowing a uniform for the corporal - Christoph, you seem worried, peeking into my face.

Now, by the way, we're back on the deck of the Beluga, taking care of the wounded (but not resuscitating the dead. I have decided not to publish it because it threatens to upset the balance of power in this world if the world knows it can do so).

I don't know if that's the case, but the Imperial Army seems to be pushing back on the battlefield, and the fleet also changed its fleet form (formation), lowering the flagship Beluga to take an all-round defense (all-range guard) stance.

In short, they're going to put their feet together and eliminate all the surrounding elephants. In fact, even visibly, one large and small ship after another of the pirate fleet is disappearing with the algae chips of the sea.

"Yeah, I just got a little kushami, no particular physical inconvenience."

With that said, Christoph, you stroked your chest down with a relieved face to see. Still, he really took care of a lot of things.

"Christopher, I'd like to thank you for something, but please tell me what I can do."

Well, he's a son of the Grand Duke of a great country. I think I can get through, but I think there are a lot of things that this one can do, so I asked him.

"Thank you…"

Christopher, you blink your eyes a few times with a face that looks like you've been poked in the void.

"That kind of thing - ah.

................ Um, then it's a thick favor, ku, ku "

At first I tried to shy away, and immediately something seemed to occur to me, and I looked at my face and somehow dyed my cheeks and hung up saying something about a corn - at that time,

"What is that?!?"

One of the recovered Marines raised a startling voice pointing to the waters ahead.

Turning to you reflexively, the moment the sea level bubbled hard as if it were a volcanic eruption, followed by some huge, black shadow that I wondered if I could see from below, something like a sharp corner tower burst through the sea level and surfaced vertically.

Nature and its words fell out of my mouth with its shape in my eyes.

"... drill?

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"Let's go," The White Whale. "It's a mechanical battle, full speed ahead!

His guild home, the Undersea Warship and the White Whale (Kaiteio), scratches the white waves and rushes to the Imperial Fleet in tandem with the manoeuvres (control room) filled with machines.

Incidentally, each guild home (GH) has a specification to sit in the basic control room and make movement, exterior interior changes, etc. on the touchscreen displayed in front of it, and all of the basic operations are together without any extra stuff.

Clearly, the group of machines here makes no sense at all and is merely a decoration by his taste.

Then I would add, basically, that the GH cannot be armed, so whatever its appearance, it was a round waist, and the rotating angle (drill) attached to the bow portion of the White Whale (Kaiteio) was also like a barber's sign, which could not dive to the ground just once rotated.

That said, a giant 390 metres long would be a sufficient weapon in its very mass and ravage exactly like the leaves of a tree, such as a wooden ship in this world.

"The target is the enemy flagship, let's just shoot him and buckle him!

"Allahora sasser!"

Inspiring himself and his subordinates who refrain from surrounding him - half-fishers, river children, ship ghosts and other subordinates who return the call with a tao-nook knoll - the White Whale (Kaiteaio) tries to break into a battlefield where enemy allies are disturbed at maximum speed.

There seems to be a severe upset of the other party coming through the monitor, but there's no way you can get away with it.

But the face of those who were convinced of victory - no, the body - no, the whole "White Whale (Kaiteio)" - was thrust up with fierce momentum from the bottom the next moment, rising as high as a leaf of a tree in the wind.

"Nah - what the hell is that?!?!

There is more to shouting about in confusion.

And towards the giant of the parabolic "White Whale (Kaiteio)," a thunderbolt storm showered like a shower from the sky, and instantly a black-burned hull fell free without power, falling on the back of General Thirteen Demons' [Divine Fish (Bahamut)], a monster that could neither fish nor dragons in platinum (platinum) colors several kilometers long awaited at sea level.

"- Hmm, a boy of heaven. Did you add or subtract this toy properly to avoid breaking it? It seems to be getting a lot worse than when Noh slapped him."

Kurumen, who confirmed the "White Whale (Kaiteaio)" on his back, looked up over his head and confirmed, the golden dragon that came down breaking the ether - the heavenly roar that seemed dissatisfied.

"Whatever. I won't do anything to hurt you. The old man seemed a little slower than that."

"Your Lord is too much to blame. There's not enough room for you."

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Platinum and gold dragons arguing across the horizon.

Surprised by a series of events beyond popular knowledge, the hand of battle subsided - or drank from the water by a high wave generated by the impact of Kuyuan's jump on the 'White Whale (Kaiteio)', the pirate ship sank for the most part, so naturally the naval battle ended with the victory of the Imperial Fleet - on the deck of the Magic Sailboat Beluga, Bok bowed his head towards Admiral Estrada, who came out surprised by the noise.

"I'm so sorry. You expose your shame to such a place, as long as you're ashamed of yourself."

Admiral Estrada, who looked like a fox, but she returned sane in my words, alternating fingers with Heavenly Life, which is still releasing a novel from the air, and Long Far Away, which is lazy at sea, and the "White Whale (Kaiteio)", which is burning and falling on its back.

"Your Majesty... this is all His Majesty's...?

"Yeah, I'm glad we made it."

Well, we're not going to succeed in getting over there and taking complete control and not subduing the transfer gates (teleporters).

"Oh, my God, well..."

Admiral Estrada shakes her neck sideways loosely, feeling incapable of words.

"Now, I have business on that ship, so I'm sorry, but I'll be here to spare you"

Yes, I just said goodbye to the Admiral, and I noticed that Christophe looked like you said something.

"Speaking of which, Christophe, you hadn't heard about your earlier thank-you. I'm sorry to take you in for a moment, but can I ask you again at a later date and ask you to talk to me?

"Oh, yes! I'll be waiting for you!

Christopher, you make your face shine and snort again and again.

When I saw the face of such a son, for some reason Admiral Estrada came with a word with a niyanya laugh.

"Me and my wife will be waiting for you, so hey anytime. I welcome you wholeheartedly. Sire."

"Huh? Thank you"

I didn't know much, so I rode the big swan, which changed the New Year's Eve, and left the place behind.

Next door is the Life Capital following and flying.

"Well, I hope this works out"

Alone, he headed beneath the Heavenly Fathers, who were arguing in a prolonged barren manner.