Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

When Princess Sword escaped with an odd voice, and then Kirier, who appeared as the fifth, showed off "A Story with a Sister," and couldn't even get a little empathy, making the place white (Shira).

The lower floor third layer of Saratoga descended from the larger hall, where the noise continued, to just about 18 zars in 3D. There was a shadow to sneak the footsteps and move.

Immediately above, drunk men and women clapping their hands and laughing and singing shoulder to shoulder, but on this gloomy (depressing) floor, the beastly breath from behind the numerous rows of iron gratings is only sounding small.

Lower floor third layer. There was a prison to house prisoners and criminals.

At the entrance to the prison, guards on guard stood a loud snoring (snoring).

I wasn't called to the big banquet, so it doesn't mean I'm asleep.

If you observe well, you will notice a small needle stabbing at that neck muscle.

Through the entrance, there is a skewed iron lattice lined up on both sides of the aisle.

One peek at a time, walking early on through it, is the boy in the white hood cape.

The color of the eyes peeking slightly between the bossy forehead is black. He was a boy of the desert people, fat as a little but with a face that gave the impression of weakness rather than warmth.

A peek in the back of the iron lattice makes the boy angry at its gloomy landscape.

How far is a guy named Uncle Saratoga without a brutal man?

Of course I've never seen him in person, but Uncle Saratoga in his imagination was a man with a blue, grim looking face with shaving marks.

Why do you think so?

That's what everyone thinks if you look at the misery on this prison floor.

Some of the iron lattices peeked had a sight that made me want to cover my eyes.

The walls are lined with countless white bones hung with ropes around their necks, like hangings, and by the way, red and black bloodstains scattered all the way to the ceiling.

Even worse, as if to show off, there were proudly a number of torture instruments lined up, where they were left by the time the arms that would have been severed were whitened.

I wonder how many people have lost their lives here. Think so, the boy shivers.

The boy has no reason to know, but this is the mockery sanctuary 'Fort Saratoga'.

Even now, Lord Saratoga's prank is all over the place.

The theme is "The Devil's Prison"

If you observe closely, all the white bones hanging are replicas of plaster.

All the torture instruments were made by modifying the farm tools, "What a torture instrument," a DIY product that Killier and Mio spent months hanging for tips and handmade.

Of course the red and black stains scattered all over the place are paint.

At first I actually tried using the animal blood I got from the butcher, but there were no windows on this floor and Mio himself broke down during the work due to the caged stench, so I changed it to paint.

Thus, when we saw the captives and criminals brought here to attract (one) their faces, we enjoyed them, but when we housed the beasts (Zoanthropes), we tried to dig holes in the ground to fill the white bones of the plaster made in the corners, so Mio and the others panicked to recover the white bones of the plaster.

Even after that, the boy was discouraged when he peered between the iron lattices one by one, peered into the last one in the deepest, and still snapped "no".

In the end, the childhood tame the boy was looking for was not here.

At a time when Saratoga and Strasbull were grounded and the two mobile castle forts were free to go and go, the boy broke into Saratoga and spent the next few days searching everywhere, from the entire city of Saratoga to the castle, but no childhood tampering could be found.

If you're not in this prison, there's nothing more we can do here.

We will have to reach for the other manoeuvre castle forts.

When I thought about it that way, I saw a young man, behind the iron lattice at the end of the peek, on a simple bed, rolling over against the wall.

The boy never wants to, he speaks to the man.

"Oh, to you, su, I want to ask you a few questions. Is there a guy here named Nanashi?

"Am I? What are you?

The man moves only his neck in a dizzying manner, pointing a frigid gaze at the boy outside the iron plaid.

The man's name is Kisk.

The other day, I raided Saratoga as a general of the Asmodimos army, but in return, he was imprisoned here.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, I'm looking for a childhood friend. Didn't you see Nanashi and me, all the same age guys?

Kisk narrows his eyes and gazes at the boy. And when he noticed the color of the boy's eyes, behind his bossy forehead, he answered with a voice that soothed his expression and contained a little joy.

"Those eyes, are you a desert people?

The boy bewildered and bewildered.

"That's unusual. Is that right, Nanashi? I haven't seen the desert people. I don't think he's here."

"Oh, thanks...... You, or you're unusual."

"Really?

Kisk leans (hides) his neck at a boy like that with his head raised with dust.

"About me, the desert people. Because I'm not calling you a bug."

"Oh, you mean that. I know him. He's from the desert."

Kisk replied, laughing joyfully.

"Do you know him?"

"Oh, when I was a mercenary. The head of the mercenary regiment I was with came from the desert people."

With that said, Kisk has a distant eye.

A northern oasis as a war disaster orphan, a person who picked up a kiss who lived in begging. I remember a benefactor who taught me how to handle a sword and how to survive.

I heard you broke up the mercenary regiment and then went back to the desert people's settlement to rumors of the wind, but now I wonder what you're doing.

Kisk has distant eyes, while the boy of the desert people had his eyes open to surprise.

"In the desert, in the people, when I said I was a mercenary, there was only one hi-hi"

"Really?

"Yeah, mine and my dad."

My father. It took a long time for that word to be chewed in Kisk's head and recognised. And Kisk said a word with his trembling fingers toward the boy.

"Seriously?

To a silent, nodding boy, Kisk folds into excitement.

"So you're Hayza?

"Ugh, yeah. Do you know what I'm doing here?

"Oh, man, I was just talking about the family I left behind."

Kisk gave me a nostalgic look again, and then when I slapped one knee, I smiled all over my face like this.

"Hey, Hayza. Will you get me out of here, or I'll find him with you?"

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The night is about to dawn with the lonely air after the feast.

A heavy noise opened the castle gate of Saratoga, signaling that a thin line of light was drawn across the horizon.

In front of the castle gate, people with all the household tools they can already have are stuffed and screwed up. Most of them look like civilians, but if you untie the military, you can't even tell if you're a soldier.

It would be so if Kisk and Hayza reached the castle gate to escape Saratoga.

They couldn't hide their confusion while somehow being transported outside the castle gate so that people would drink them and push them out. He predicted it would be quite difficult to escape, but now he's rather pushed outside the castle gate.

When people go out through the castle gate, they walk apart in all directions to scatter. I wonder what kind of people are leaving here right now.

Mio laid his eyes down when he saw the sight through the window of his own room at the castle of Saratoga.

If Mio were to die, in the worst case scenario, Saratoga could be dismantled. And I can't say enough to the soldiers that I'm not tired.

His Majesty the King is now a noble figure of yours, but I can't imagine what revenge Mio would think of a parent killed his own daughter.

If history is broken, it is an example of a whole inhabitant being buried alive by the powerful.

That's why Mio told the residents of Saratoga yesterday and the soldiers of his own army.

He said you should run.

After the deputy arrives and becomes self-cautious, Mio becomes the only twelve-year-old girl without any power. If it's before then, I can let you get away with it. So if you want to escape, try to escape. That's what I said.

Last night's banquet was a "farewell party".

I don't know who's going to stay, who's going to be gone, etc., but at the end of the day, let's laugh and send them off. That was Mio's thought.

Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the door echoes through the room.

Mio rushes into bed and responds, not knowing he was unconcerned and looking out the window.

"Get in."

It was Killier who gently opened the door and came in.

My eyes toward Mio are aching, and that look is sinking.

"Dear Mio. Sorry about the rest of the day.

I will report to you. There are about 1,800 men gathered at the gate. Probably half of them are soldiers. Also the main soldiers are Sir Kiltheim, Sir Meshmendi and the Beatrice sisters, Lord Schmelvi, who are also invisible and probably run away. "

"Will your lord not go?

"I'll be angry."

"Sorry."

At a time when Mio and Killier were clogging their throats and losing words to each other, outside the door, there were those who were losing words for completely different reasons.

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Silver Ridge sword princess walking down the hallway early. The self-proclaimed "Red Lotus Sword Princess" is chasing her as she nibbles right behind it.

The Silver Ridge sword princess was just around the front of Mio's own room, and when she stopped her legs, she turned to exasperate herself and glanced at the Red Lotus sword princess.

"Don't follow me"

"Yeah, don't you? Let's go find him all the time, Lord. You two are faster than one."

After that, Princess Sword was nervously waiting for Nanashi to come to the room.

That room where the two princesses were is Nanashi's room in the first place. Naturally, he was supposed to come back to his room.

Princess Sword said she was having a sleepless night thinking alone about what to say when she came back and how to mislead that event, but even at dawn, Nanashi would not return.

Finally, she could not stand or be limited, and the sword princess finally decided that she was looking for Nanashi.

"Red Lotus'. You don't even know the Lord's face."

"If you look for a black guy, yeah, it's easy."

"Easy..."

"See, do guys like that, for example?

Seeing the tip pointed by the Red Lotus sword princess, the sword princess makes the sound of pisci and stiffness.

There stood the man he had been searching for.

However, when the person noticed the sword princess, she felt sloppy and sweaty when she let her eyes swim.

The distance between the two is only a few zars. But they were both stuck and unable to move as they were like earthlings.

Behind the sword princess, "Red Lotus Sword Princess" was a nigga to imagine what would happen in the future, and behind the nanasi, Nino looked up at the face of the nanasi wonderfully as she grabbed the hem of the nanasi.

sword princess thinks.

If it hadn't been for that incident a few hours ago, I'd have spreaden my hands and popped into the Lord's chest, but now I can't read at all what the Lord thinks.

On the day you go hug me and tell me not to come, I'm sure I'll be damaged enough to never get up again. Now we should wait for the Lord to come out. and.

My mouth dries to a crisp, my throat rings small. I felt a cold sweat pass through my back and fall away.

What a nervousness. When I left the country and was still immature in my sword arms, I didn't even feel the pressure so far when I first confronted the war bear (Straggle Grizzly).

Meanwhile, even in Nanashi's head, thoughts were circling at an incredible rate.

Figure out a way to get through this one moment.

That should create an opportunity to talk seriously about the future of the two of us, not such an unexpected encount.

It's okay, Nanashi. Trust yourself. While I was dealing with Mr. Arge, I should have worn a little of the way I handled women. The desert people must take the lead. All that matters is a knife!

It was Nanashi who moved first.

Breathe loudly, exhale it thin and long, then step forward, make a grinning smile, and raise your hand gently.

And a blow.

"Morning. Ma, Maris (...)"

Silence to visit again.

At the next moment, I saw Princess Sword's face dyed bright red in turn from her neck, like a thermometer.

Direct (Critical Hit)!

Nanashi pokes his fist in his heart up to heaven.

This blow certainly did more damage to the sword princess than she could have imagined.

My heart beats more intensely, my feet flutter, my eyes blink, and I'm still about to collapse on the spot. But this blow simultaneously dispelled the anxiety in the sword princess.

The sword princess thinks again.

You called me Maris, which means you don't have to worry about disengaging me. Then there is only one tactic to take!

The sword princess stomps her knee about to collapse, posing forcefully as calm, and smiles at Nanashi.

"Oh, Lord, welcome back. When did you come back?

"Oh, last night."

"Oh, oh, really? Last night, I didn't even notice because (...) I walked (...) or (...) the shop (...) or (...) I left (...) or (...)."

Oh, my God. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

"The Red Lotus Sword Princess," who had heard it behind the sword princess, unwittingly stripped her white eyes.

Are you trying to make sure that there was no such thing?!

Figure Thick! Figure Thick, of Silver Ridge. That's our favorite enemy!

But Akan. That's bad or...

"No, no, no, I was drinking milk from my nose." But if they gave it back, that would pack it.

But that worry of the Red Lotus sword princess ends in worry.

"Oh, really? Me too... I was sleepy yesterday and fell asleep in the garden before I reached the castle, haha"

I got on! I got on as hard as I could. Yeah!

Is there nothing but heckling?

I slept in the garden in the first place, and what? If you get that far, try harder!

The Red Lotus Sword Princess loses the time to turn back her white eyes and keeps stunning.

Nanashi was completely freaked out by the presence of a strange girl with white eyes peeling behind her sword princess showing a shameful bare gesture.

Anyway, now that Nanashi has said, "I need to go a little bit, so wait in my room," this spectacular encounter (encount) is over for now. Both the Silver Ridge Sword Princess and Nanashi can return unharmed. That was supposed to happen.

But someone dropped a hell of a bomb here.

"Let's get to your mom quickly. Dad (...)!"

It's Nino.

I've never even called Nanashi "Dad" or anything like that before, but there's a reason I did it at this time.

Nino read the air as Nino.

As an ally of my favorite Arge (Mom), I can't pass up on what Nanashi seems to be doing intimately with other women.

"... Pa?

When the sword princess groaned so bossly, the ambient temperature dropped sharply.

It's not a metaphor.

Focusing on Princess Sword's body, cold air erupted, the air rapidly froze, and diamond dust began to dance in the air.

On second thought, there can't be a child of this age, but even Princess Sword lacks calm in her interactions with Nanashi.

Princess Sword's ability to think was now under the control of her emotions.

Suddenly, the sword princess turns her neck and turns her gaze toward Nino.

In those eyes without light, Nino gently incontinenced.

"Redhead......"

The sword princess squeaks so much as she stares at Nino, this one exhales so loudly, turning her back as she does, gazing at the sword princess of the Red Lotus.

"Redhead......"

Nino noticed what the Silver Ridge sword princess suspected.

In order to survive, sacrifices need to be prepared.

Nino, looking a little sorry, turned to the Red Lotus sword princess.

"Mom."

"Hey! Oh! Yep!"

It was the Red Lotus Sword Princess who panicked.

In an instant, all the slaughter of the sword princess of Silver Ridge arrived towards the sword princess of Red Lotus.

… I shall keep the rest brief.

In a nutshell, the ventilation on this floor was so much better.