Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

Glowing in the dark, sharp fangs.

Suddenly stops with one hair, slows down at once, and tries to eat on the shoulder (after) with criticality.

It was good until I managed to snap, but the front of something that rips sand (sandspreader) bounced because of unscrupulous sudden braking, and it tried to jump the two people on top, like a hissing (nasty) rampage horse.

When the sword princess who grabs it is shaken off, she clings to Nanashi's back even stronger, and Nanashi cannot afford to care for the sword princess, desperately repeating her weight movement, getting in shape.

On the night of the fourth day after leaving Saratoga, the Nanashi and the others were under attack by unidentified beasts.

On the other side of the horizon, at dusk, the sun depicts a gradient of colour like rotten mandarin. They suddenly appeared.

Put the two of you on board, a blunt streamlined walking through the desert.

"Is it time to find a place to stay in the wild?

When Nanashi said so and turned around, he somehow noticed the black shadow of the beast coming after him from the left and right behind a few dozen zars.

"Lady Sword! Hold on tight! Something's coming after us."

"It's Maris. Lord."

"Not if you're saying that..."

Even in this situation, the sword princess does not brace. But it's not like you don't know the situation.

"Can you shake it off?

"I'll try!

Answer yes or no, Nanashi weighs in on the front and accelerates what rips the sand (sand spreader) all at once, as much as the fingertips touch the streamlined tips.

A blunt (frightened) streamlined type that travels at a bird-like rate.

But instead of pulling apart, the black beast chases us at a speed that just keeps us going through its left and right.

The figure of the beast, captured at the edge of the eye while desperately knocking the body forward, is a black body that blends into thin darkness. Its body, with its supple muscles floating, looks almost like a hairless hound breed.

From his mouth, which repeatedly breathed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"Sandwolf?"

When it comes to dog-shaped artifacts that strike in the desert, everyone associates it first. But I've never seen a sand wolf (Sandwolf) with such a huge body.

Princess Sword tells her who the monster is while holding her hair by the wind with her hands in Nanashi's ear.

"Lord, it's a black dog (black dock). It's a monster in the world that preys on the dead at the entrance of purgatory."

A creature that lives in purgatory. That means those who are not supposed to be here.

"Does that mean that this is not just an accidental enemy (encount)?

"Yeah, it's more natural to think we're trying to get in the way of getting to Pericles."

I feel signs that the black dog will jump at the right time, whether or not the sword princess finishes the word.

Nanashi succeeds in rapidly slowing down the brakes and striking that black dog, but desperately repeats his weight move to regain his broken balance.

The black dogs with their fangs kicked in the sand with their hind legs and changed direction. I saw them coming from the front towards the Nanashi and the others. But the black dogs will not strike the Nanashi and the others as they are, but will turn behind the Nanashi and the others again.

"Damn, are you going to be hunting!

Nanashi's tone is irritating.

For fast moving sand tears (sandsprenders), an attack from the diagonal rear is almost a dead end.

These monsters know that.

"Lord, let's stop and intercept"

Even to Nanashi, I know that's better. But the fact that it just stops in a situation being pursued, that's hard.

Whatever the sudden braking like earlier, it's more obvious than seeing fire that if you simply slow down, you'll be the perfect target.

If you clear your ears, from left to right, you can hear the footsteps specific to a running beast with a short grounding time called Tatta. Footsteps of the beast behind his right disappeared as he concentrated his nerves and continued to follow it.

Coming!

When the blow flies from the right side with a weight shift to the left, the upper and lower fangs, bitten and missed in the position where Nanashi's neck was until earlier, make a guttural and metallic noise.

All right, I got it!

But the moment Nanashi thought so, he was waiting for the Nanashi and the others, who shook up their front legs to the left.

Time difference attack! Inevitable.

Having so determined, Nanashi rolls off the top of what rips sand (sandspreader) holding the body of the sword princess as she spins her body with the kurli.

Falling from moving bodies running at high speeds. No matter how soft the sand is, the damage is not small.

The two roll a lot backwards so that they are (offal).

And when I managed to stop, I was in a position where a sword princess would be a horse rider on top of a nanashi sleeping in a large letter.

Nanashi asks the sword princess as she prepares her rough breath.

"Lady Sword, are you hurt?

After a moment of neatness, the sword princess laughs bitterly at Nanashi's words.

"What?

"No, Lord, it's the exact same word as (...) hour (...) of (...). Since then, after a long time, you haven't walked over to me yet..."

That was when Princess Sword was saved by Nanashi from the sand flood (Flood).

When escaping from the sand flood (Flood), Nanashi rolled over the sand, holding the sword princess back, just like he did now.

Now it was Nanashi's turn to laugh bitterly.

"I'm sorry. Maris."

The moment I hear that word, the sword princess's face becomes so red at once that I wonder if even the hot air will come out of her ear.

Because this is what happens when you call it by name......

It was just the two of us who seemed flirtatious no matter how anyone saw it, but otherwise, things didn't change.

Nanashi's eyes caught two black dogs going after something that ripped deserted sand (sandspreader) across the sword princess holding her cheek in shame, raising the smoke and coming back here.

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"Sister, it's time to stop today, you should rest. You look terrible."

Miriam peeks into her sister's face in pain as she walks side by side.

"It's okay, Pi (...) Hey (...). Compared to Mio's suffering, this is no big deal, Pi (...) Hey (...)"

Now, over Killier's head, the rabbit is shaking.

And it's not just rabbits.

Killier's current style is a butterfly tie with a swallowtail jacket. The long legs are wrapped in netted tights and the groin cut is remarkable, wearing a perfect bodysuit.

The point is Bunny Girl.

Even the eyes tend to twitch, the dark neighborhood (kuma) beneath the eyes, and the expression of twitching.

It was already a disturbing bunny girl wrapping around the air.

Originally slightly allergic, but Killier didn't go crazy.

Three days after Mio was released into prison, Killier has visited Pippin many times to plead for an interview with Mio.

However, the wish is never heard, and if you are given difficulty each time, if you don't want Mio to do terrible things, the result is that Pippin has forced you to attribute funny attributes to this bunny girl.

In a nutshell, they're totally playing, but whatever form you're in as a Killier, if only you could save Mio, that's fine.

I know Mio doesn't want it himself, but he flips an anti-flag at the Empire through Mio. In Killier's simple head, that's the only way to save Mio from execution. Pennell, who binds the First Army and the Second Army, is also already involved.

And of course, at that time, I'm going to cut the idiots who entered this Saratoga below the pippin.

Miriam sighs when she asks her sister how she is, opening her mouth to her sister again.

"Sister, it's time to stop today, you should rest. You look terrible."

No, I guess that wouldn't change if I took a break. How did you do that? It's a bunny.

"Anyway, I'll ask Lord Pippin again, Pippin"

Killier walks to the VIP room fluttering.

Along the way, a misguided civilian saw Killier and stiffened his body in a vicious manner.

"Your sister is really... already..."

Miriam takes a small sigh of sigh as she drops off her clumsy, one-way sister's back.

At that moment, someone strangled Miriam with wings from behind and pressed her mouth.

Miriam is surprised and tries to raise too many voices of confusion, but at that moment, a tickle and pain runs on her neck muscles and Miriam's consciousness goes far as it is.

By the time Killier looked back at Miriam at the corner bend, her sister was no longer there.

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"Well, here I am, you... Enough is enough"

It was Pippin's shuddering voice that struck Killier, who knocked and opened the door.

"You can't have anything that doesn't work no matter how many times you've been here! Darn it!

Pippin folds before Killier says anything.

Pippin sitting back to sleep on the sofa in the VIP room. Behind it are five heavy knights in white armor, and on the front of the pipin, two black muscles (gatimuchi), requisitioned for ornamental use, pose like objects.

Killier first kneels (kneels first) silently and rubs her head to the ground, rather than saying anything.

"Please, pimp. I want Mio to... at least let Mio treat me."

"I'm persistent. Hey, if you go to the capital, you're going to die. What's with that douche girl?"

Now, Pippin shrugs his shoulder like a shrug, grinning inside about what kind of funny outfit to give him next.

At that time, a loud knocking noise broke through the VIP room door, and a long rush appeared, one soldier jumped into the room.

"We would like to report you! Motorized Castle Fort Rhoda for Magic Communication (Cole). Our Castle Fort is currently northeast of Fort Guicheng at 4 Farsang. I would like to greet the deputy and request permission to board. and so."

"Well, speaking of Uncle Rhoda, you're famous for your dandy. Be polite! And be quick! Give me permission."

Killier wondered as she watched the pippin 'as it floated.

There should now be a convocation to the capital in all manoeuvre castle forts for Mio's trial, and yet he cannot travel to the opposite side to greet the deputy.

"Dear Pippin, you should be a little more careful, Pippin"

"You're not stupid. Atashi is an angel from the capital. There's no way you can do that."

In disdain of Killier I advise, Pippin glances down and says away.

"But just in case. Pi. I'd like you to at least put civilians on the evacuation floor."

The more desperate Killier became, the more Pippin looked down at it with a frightened look.

"This is why the cowards don't. Good thing you cowardly Saratoga soldiers stay out of sight until Uncle Rhoda returns. I'll take care of your welcome with me and the royal soldiers."

With that said, Pippin left the VIP room around his nose, as if he had already forgotten Killier's presence or something.

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From Saratoga, Gergios runs through the desert, keeping an inexorable distance.

We started moving from the Oasis, and already three days ago, the Gergios soldiers were wondering when they would start marching towards Saratoga.

That was also true for the inn on the corner of the pleasure district of Gergios, for the people in one of its rooms.

"Hey, about today, attack Saratoga, I wonder if it starts"

"I don't know, I don't know, but when the fight starts, me and Hayza are going into Saratoga anyway. So, Marie, protect Hazki and stay in this room until we get back."

Marie asks for a rare and serious look at Kisk.

"Sir, do wars ever spread to the Gergios side?

"No, Saratoga will probably be on the battlefield, so this one's probably fine, but what's the matter, scared?

Are you afraid you might get caught up in a war? There's something cute about it. The next moment Kisk thought so, Marie said.

"No, I wish we were on the battlefield this way. Here's the thing, fireplace thief..."

Marie is a gess maiden.

If the Fire Hands go up, let's, bonus chance!