Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

"Hey, of Silver Ridge..."

"Hey, Red Lotus'"

The engineers are in charge of the materials, and as they go and go, they are stealing a peek at both of them.

"Us, I don't think it's bad for anything..."

As she looked at the pain in her leg, the Red Lotus Sword Princess whispered to the Silver Ridge Sword Princess sitting right next to her.

The two of them are seated on the third floor of Castel Saratoga, the deepest part of the executive floor, in front of Mio's living room.

Red and pale. Three minutes have already passed since the two sword princesses in bright dresses were placed in front of each other in a corridor not even worthy of their luster (ah) yakasa.

"I don't like the misleading color of my hair."

"Am I right? Omae, I just sold a fight to all the Nedels in the world."

The Red Lotus Sword Princess, who intimidated (ikaku) with her face full of bites on her cheek, yelled at the Silver Ridge Sword Princess with excitement.

"In the first place, there's a guy in the world who shocks indoors! This color bokeh sword princess!

* Normal people don't give shock waves even outdoors.

When the shout echoed down the hallway, Mio, who had given the engineers instructions to work, stared at Guillaume and the sword princesses.

And when I walked over to the two of us once and grabbed the sandals I was wearing,

"Weird! These assholes sword princesses!

And cursing, span the head of the Red Lotus sword princess! And there he was.

"Ouch, Mio Han, Ouch"

"That's right, 'cause I'm gonna slap you like it hurts"

Rubbing his head, Mio snorts hun as he looks down at the Red Lotus sword princess squatting (groaning) with tears.

Until today, Killier and I suddenly got blown up every room as we gave our thoughts to those who were leaving Saratoga.

Even Mio, who has been forced to be an old adult at the age of twelve, even though the adults around him are sometimes not very popular (outrageous) from time to time, is just pissed off.

Not to mention, I almost fell out of a hole in the wall.

A whip stretched by Killier wrapped his hair around Mio's arm, so he managed to blow up the lord's quarters of what he had picked up.

By nature, it is reasonable to execute him as a terrorist.

"Don't you see the breadth of the whore's heart enough to run all over this Escalis Meermill to be forgiven for doing just that in the first place?"

"That's right, Red Lotus'. I don't care if you're sitting in the front seat."

Silver Ridge sword princess synchronizes with such mio in a sigh mix, with a cool face.

"Let it go, we're either victims or... hmm?

With that said, the moment she turned her eyes to the Silver Ridge sword princess, the Red Lotus sword princess finds herself in tremendous discomfort. And after twisting his neck a little, he whispered (sayin ') small toward Mio.

"Hey, Mio Han..."

"What? Asshole Sword Princess"

"I'm noticing now... He's got a cool face next to us. It's blue. It's hard to understand with a dress skirt. For sitting in the front seat, do you have a low seat height?

Whether the word ends or not, the Silver Ridge sword princess makes her body jump and her seat height is softly higher.

"Hmm? Hmm. Oh, my God, is Princess Sword just missing something in her front seat?

"What? What are you talking about?

Mio whispered his face closer to the ear of the sword princess of Silver Ridge.

"I'll let you choose. Ten kilos of weight on your lap..."

"Ten kilometers?! I can't."

"... Then in front of Nanashi, the M-shape opens: 'In ten kilos, please!!

Sooner than Mio finishes, the Silver Ridge sword princess is just a five-body drop.

I put my forehead on the floor and stretched my fingertips perfectly, it was already a beautiful five-body drop.

When Mio looked down at it satisfactorily and the Red Lotus sword princess was a little hissed, the sound of a patter and someone rushing up the stairs sounded in this irrevocable air.

"Dear Mio! Oh, my God!"

I could see Killier in desperate shape running as I turned my eyes simultaneously to those in footsteps.

"Oh, my God!

"My tits sommelier! Tits Sommelier has escaped!

"Oh, my God! Our hope has escaped!

Stunning Mio. I don't know what that means. The two sword princesses face to face.

Tits sommelier.

It's a man who knows the magic of breast augmentation.

A man who turns to recognize his chest, or boob sommelier, is the nickname Mio named for Kisk, a captured Asmodimos general.

Well, in a nutshell, it's touchy bad harassment.

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Around that time, Kisk escaped Saratoga and was walking in the desert towards the south about (Kung fu) 'boob sommelier'.

Turn around and you'll see two manoeuvring castle forts across every flame of yang.

Although we have taken food, water, and some equipment, we cannot afford to wander the desert for days.

"But you're gonna take the donkey horse."

Kisk spoke to his freshly made partner today as he wiped (stuffed) sweat flowing out of his forehead like a waterfall.

"Oh, yeah. So, but be the nearest, nearest oasis, oh, tomorrow, in the afternoon, one, put on."

The partner, Hayza, is a natural stutterer, and his voice is hard to hear with a drawn-in idea.

Just because Bella talks to Bella a lot and knows Nori's light Hayza father, Kisk's laughter creeps up when she imagines this parent-child conversation.

The two then walk almost silently even south.

It is Hayza's aim to find a childhood friendly nanashi who will not return while infiltrating some manoeuvring castle fort. To do this, it would be wise to wait for a manoeuvre castle fort to stop there in some oasis first.

It is no exaggeration to say that crossing the desert on foot is adjacent to death. Daytime desert temperatures approach fifty degrees, and even now, compared to Hayza, who seems relatively fine, the color of fatigue is apparent in Kisk as early as possible.

I'd say it's a matter of getting used to around here. Because desert is the home for Hayza, the people of the desert.

Less words, not even the two of them kept walking, but after a while Haysa groaned bossly.

"Oh, there it is, someone's down"

When Hayza rushed over, it was one woman.

Tight underwear (trousers), light peach shorts (tunic). The thin sword (rapier) lowered to the waist is a stunning piece of work at a glance. Turns out he's also a tall person in appearance.

Her face is neat and her hair, mostly buried in the sand, is golden. Different colors as Escalis Meermill humans, but they're probably dyed. As far as skin color is concerned, it seems certain that it is your species (Noble).

At least when I saw it wasn't dressed like crossing the desert, it fell off a motorized castle fort. No, as long as you look at the fine scratches running all over your body, you'd better see them dropped.

Hayza felt a slight breath when she put her finger on the tip of the woman's nose.

"Kick, kiss, huh. People here, they're alive!

As Hayza raised her face and shouted, Kisk, slowly walking later, shrugged her shoulders.

I wish I was alone.

That's what I'd say as a kiss feeling, but I don't put it in my mouth.

I know Hayza couldn't have left this woman alone. Because Hayza's father was.

"If you abandon it, you won't be able to walk under heaven."

How many times have you heard Hayza's father say that?

Apparently, the people of the desert should not abandon people in need.

Oh boy. While Kisk thinks so, Hayza unloads the back sac (backpack) she was carrying, removes the water bottle, and inserts her hand towards her back in an attempt to wake the woman's upper body.

But there, Hayza's movements stopped perfectly.

Apparently, a woman's long hair is buried deep in the sand, and no more, she can't lift her head.

Hayza grabs the fundamentals of the woman's hair so that once she releases her hands from the woman's body, she pulls her hair out of the ground at once.

Something happened that I wouldn't have predicted at that moment.

And it came to pass, and the round object of the great jade cabbage was pulled out of the ground.

"" Kew, bulb root?!

Two people who lose their temper too much.

Awww and wolf, Hayza looked back at Kisk and said.

"This woman was off the ground..."

A round object that swings plainly at Hayza's disposal.

If you look closely, you can see that the sphere is too gross (fuzzy) hair wrapped around the net, but at this point, the two of them had imagined a plant that looked like a woman who was wearing it upside down from the ground.

Thus, the meeting between Strasbourg Uncle Fanassard and the two of them was all too shocking.

In a later world, this day will be the anniversary of sending flower bulbs to propose, from man to woman, but at the moment there is nothing to know about it.