Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

The moment I stepped out, I felt like I had been thrown something hiccup cold over my heart, like when I stepped off the stairs.

If that subsides, it's just floating in the universe. Such a feeling.

I'm falling right now on purpose with my head. Unless you think so, I don't really feel like saying it's falling.

Seventeen-year-old girl, Maris' time is over.

From here on out, as Sword Princess Mass Maricis-Cerdis, I have to do what I have to do.

Until we get to the ground, not much more than five minutes.

That velocity is not the "up (raument)" ratio, which took 20 minutes to cut up.

The strength of the wind that soothes the hair makes you feel an increase in speed.

But speed doesn't keep going up everywhere.

From one moment on, I felt that the fall rate had become constant.

Perhaps air resistance and gravity coincided.

Twitching and the ground approaching.

Still, it hasn't come down to an altitude where you can see the sand golem, but it's more windy than you can imagine.

"Baptism of Frozen Earth (Brinicle)!"

The sword princess. Let the tornado reside in your own hands and use it as a propulsion to control your posture. As you rotate one turn to turn back, point your feet in the direction of falling and gather magic on your toes.

As soon as the moisture in the air began to freeze, she began to shape a silver plate at her feet. As she makes a pimply noise at her feet, the silver plate increases in thickness and transforms into a distorted (snoring) cylinder that extends to a radius of five zars in less than a minute.

76000 shekels (about 10 tons) in total weight, a splendid completion of the iceberg if floated in the northern sea.

Check the position of Saratoga from above and guess the time to reach the position where the sand golem is located is about half an hour away. We don't have time. If possible, I want to decide the battle in one blow.

Hundreds of meters to the ground. The distance to the ground leads straight to a sense of fear as it is.

This is the limit. On the iceberg at her feet, she kicked out the ice pillar with all her magic as she behaved like a bend.

"The Great Meteorite Drop" Cadille Meteorite Grosso "!

The iceberg, accelerating with tremendous momentum, along with the holy phrase, which also resembles a scream, leaves the naturally falling sword princess in the sky and falls with a heavy wind incision into the middle of the three sandgolems.

Huge amounts of energy penetrate the earth, and shockwaves shake the earth.

The ground waves along with the propagation of the impact, followed by sand rising to rupture. Its height is 150 zars.

When the roar sounded late, the rising sand poured into the wind, along with the pussy and smoky noise, all around him.

As the sand rain subsides, its unusual power sheds claw marks.

A huge crater was born at the falling point and Sandgolem was nowhere to be seen.

The black smoke is rising there even though there is nothing due to friction or burning.

In the middle of that crater. There was one sword princess, on one knee.

I took every means to kill the shock, but still the back of my leg is numb with Gene and I have heat. In a nutshell, it would be an expression of "pain".

Nevertheless, as soon as I finished and looked around, there was a wrinkle between the eyebrows of the sword princess.

At the outer edge of the crater, sand was seen unnaturally gathering with the zodiac.

"That's a showdown weapon. You play it even if you do it so far..."

Within the blur, the sand begins to take a clear shape.

A mannequin like a stack of scrupulous boxes. The total length is 30 zar. Not much, around the ankle (candle) is finally a giant called the position of the sword princess's head. Sandgolem reveals himself.

There must also be a part of the sandgolem that is nucleus somewhere, and if we destroy it every time, we cannot regenerate it. That's what Princess Sword was looking for. But the prospect has now crumbled empty.

"I can't believe you're joining that giant without a nucleus."

A drop of sweat conveys Princess Sword's cheek.

"Wow, wow."

The golem roared. As if it were a beast.

The next moment, a sandgolem jumps into the crater.

Keep going, toward the sword princess, wave your fists down.

Heavy. Too heavy a blow.

I took it with my sword, but the bottom of my boot shimmered and sank to the ground.

The sword princess stops pushing back and cuts her fist with a knife that she returns when she recieves it.

But it could be, it wasn't handy there, it was just a blade passing through the sand.

"Stupid!

Now, he said that the heavy fist he was taking was an entity, but if you cut it off, there is no entity there.

For a moment, although I panicked, I felt strong discomfort there.

The discomfort turns the wheel of Princess Sword's memory.

In the past, Princess Sword has fought these kinds of monsters.

Ghost.

Princess Sword pulls out of her memory, on her journey, stories she hears rumors.

I'm talking about a necromancer who doesn't use corpses.

Only the soul uses it. He captures and serves a resentful soul in a doll.

If this golem is at the hands of its Necromancer, it is not a golem, but a sand-fed ghost.

In other words, sand ghosts (sandghosts) without sand giants (sandgolems).

In the evidence of this, did not this compound roar earlier?

What do you think you can yell at when you give birth to soil without will?

There can't be any emotional swings like anger or fear there.

But the sword princess cannot use purifying magic.

Then there is one thing to do.

One in the crater. Two outside the crater.

I just can't move all of that forever.

The problem is the amount of magic left.

In the first place, today is no longer the use of common sense magic. Clearly, it's impotent. Here, if you use this, you won't be able to get back in line today, even if you caught up with Gergios.

The second and third come down into the crater.

I can't pretend anymore.

The sword princess protruded her love sword "Silver Ridge (Monte Silvio)" on the earth, closing her eyes and whining (crushing) quietly.

"Eternal White (Bianco Eterno)"

In a moment, everything loses color, focusing on "Silver Ridge (Monte Silvio)".

And the earth, and the sand, and the sand, and the golem, are stained with black and white (monochrome) one after the other.

"Eternal White (Bianco Eterno)" It is the magic of "pause".

Color is nothing more than the light that reflects.

Even its light is black and white (monochrome) as a result of being trapped in a cage of time.

The sandgolems are present on the spot without moving like elaborately painted charcoal paintings. But it won't work again. And I don't even notice that.

The sword princess sits doza on the spot.

Exactly, this magic consumes too much magic.

I feel sorry for you, but I can't help it.

We'll wait for Saratoga to get here and have her recovered.

As she sat back, the sword princess felt a slight vibration in her palms (palms) attached to the ground.

Vibration with Saratoga approaching. That's what Princess Sword assumed.

But the vibration was sounding not from the surface, but from the bottom of the deeper ground.