Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

"Winner! Maris' Nanashi!!

From the audience with the announcement of the end of the game, cheers are raised so that they can play.

It was a game that was likely to be talked about anyway, such as the explosion in space in the middle of the match and the disturbance of the lord's daughter into the arena, albeit in the outer periphery.

Most audiences would not have known what these series of events meant, but it seems that some, albeit a few, are correctly guessing what happened.

Occasionally, you may say that it is the left of the proof that you can hear spicy curses against the ingo.

In a sacred sword fight, he worked wrongfully.

It is not difficult to imagine that the ingo and its Lord (or Lord) would await a corresponding disposition.

Nanashi looks down at the pathetic (pitiful) ingot sitting weakly, lowering the stacked knife and pulling out his shoulder strength.

And as soon as I breathed out "Phew," a white (...) y (...) chunk (...) flew from somewhere (...) hit Nanashi's side head hard.

Nanashi learns once again that 'the stars fly right in front of him' sometimes makes that expression, but that it is never a metaphor.

"Uh-huh."

Even Nanashi is full of creation.

The last time this blow became a toddler and raised a roaring voice, he let go of consciousness.

The next thing Nanashi woke up was in the infirmary of the gladiatorial field (Colosseum).

on its bedside.

When you move only your neck and look towards the window, the sun sets abundantly outside, and the lights of the pale spiritual stone are leaking from the houses beside the gladiatorial field (Colosseum).

Apparently, he's been losing his mind for a long time.

As soon as the game was over, something hit my head and I passed out.

I remember Nanashi that far too.

I just don't know what I hit.

Perhaps even a drunk audience threw in a liquor bottle.

He seemed to treat me magically while I was asleep, and there was nowhere to hurt my body.

There's no better reason to stay here forever than to wake up.

Anyway, let's go back to Pericles Castle.

With that in mind, trying to get up quickly, I noticed someone sleeping under the blanket to snuggle up perfectly beside Nanashi's body.

But there's no way to panic to Nanashi.

When I wake up in the morning, the sword princess sleeps next to me. This is a routine tea meal these days.

I'm just used to this pattern.

Nanashi smiles so bitterly, turning the blanket.

"Princess Sword, wake up... What?! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

But it wasn't the sword princess who was there.

"Ma, Mr. Malene?!

There was a figure of Maraine resting quietly, seemingly perfectly on Nanashi's body.

"Yeah......"

Long lashes (eyelashes) shake slightly, causing moans (udders) to leak from shapely lips.

While I thought it would be rude to look at the girl's sleeping face under the thin light of the spiritual stone, at the edge of her eyes, to make sure Maraine was asleep, Nanashi was stiff as she wished.

One thin shirt on the upper body. As for the lower body, although it is hard to hide in the hem of the shirt (i.e.), there is a peek at the white fabric, from which the white legs are stretched even more smoothly than the fabric.

Turning away in a hurry, I saw a high-waisted skirt and black tights on the cobblestone floor that she was supposed to be wearing today, undressed and scattered.

"Why 'd you take it off?"

Nanashi squirming with vain (depressed) eyes.

If you think calmly, you should think of a reason why it would be a wrinkle, but asking Nanashi to do it now is cruel.

This situation has already smashed Nanashi's tolerance of reason.

As Nanashi lost her words and was confused, Maraine woke up in a grumpy mood, rubbing her eyes.

"... noisy"

"It's not noisy. Skirt! Wear a skirt, please!

Nanashi screams in desperate shape, pointing to a skirt scattered across the floor.

Maraine dyed her cheeks as she turned back to Nanashi after blurring at Nanashi's fingertips and her skirt with her sleeping eyes.

"It's embarrassing to care"

"You don't have to worry, I'm embarrassed!!

Saying so as to scream, Nanashi waves off Maraine's hand clinging and jumps off the sleeping table (bed). Then he moved straight to the corner of the room so as to stick to the wall and distance himself from the maraine.

"What are you doing! Mr. Malene."

Maraine scratches her head a little dizzy with a carefree look on her face that even said she didn't know why Nanashi was in a hurry.

"Follow Out"

"I've never seen anyone come into a bedroom after a walk-out."

Nanashi leaning to weakness.

But there, I think about it.

What happened to the sword princess?

Yes, there's no way the (...) Silver Ridge sword princess is silent about this situation.

It is also new to my memory that by mistake, I unleashed a shockwave on the Red Lotus sword princess and made a wind hole in Saratoga Castle.

If they see a place like this, it's clearly about Malane's life.

An instant from Nanashi's back, more sweat erupted.

"Hey, where's Princess Sword?

Apparently, the inquiry was such as to undermine Malane's mood.

Maraine has a flashing (perhaps) look on her face, pointing her mouth.

"I'm not here"

At this time, however, it is not a question of Malane's mood.

There is no sword princess here. To that fact Nanashi stroked down his ho chest.

Maraine opens her mouth with a strange look at the openly relaxed (but) Nanashi.

"A sword princess made me go home first. Because my clothes are torn."

"Torn? Is something wrong?

In Nanashi's reply, Maraine curls her eyes for a moment, then squeezes her shoulders.

It was such a big explosion, but from what I can tell, this boy doesn't seem to realize that Princess Sword shot down the sorcerer or anything.

You're just aware that you've been wronged, but I don't know what kind of wrongdoing that was.

That's how desperate this boy was.

The activities of Princess Sword and Malene will be kept in the recorded footage of this tournament, so I wonder what this boy will look like when he sees it later.

With that in mind, Maraine had a lot of fun in Russia.

So Malane leaves Nanashi's inquiry unattended to change the subject.

"Are you hurt?

"Where it hurts, there's no more. I'm pretty tired, but I think that would be okay if I took the night off, too."

Surprisingly frowning at the answer, Maraine slowly disembarks from her bedroom (bed).

And when I ran over to Nanashi for a small run, I kept my face close all the time.

"What?

Nanashi sits on the floor sloppily, keeping his back on the wall, as he avoids impending marinades.

If you notice, Malane's defenseless chest is right in front of Nanashi.

I just noticed that Maraine's breasts are quite rich compared to her overall physical development.

Not as big as Schmelvy. Probably the same size as Sephal.

Without even noticing that Nanashi's gaze was pouring on one of those points, Maraine gently stroked there as she stretched her finger over Nanashi's temples.

"Here, still red"

That was around the burst of Maraine's head poke.

Nanashi replies with his eyes closed and an up-rubbed voice after having trouble with the place of his eyes.

"Well, if you spit on it, it will heal soon!

To be clear, Nanashi is desperate.

That's what I said with the meaning of wanting Maraine to leave, but that didn't tell Maraine. No, maybe it was passed on, but it was ignored.

"Wow (...) or (...)"

One word. That said, Maraine licked Nanashi's temples perky.

"Hih!

As Nanashi relentlessly raises her voice like a girl, Maraine moves further, grabbing Nanashi's head with both hands, even licking her temples up with a pepper.

"Chi! No! That's not what I meant!

"It is the Lord's duty to take care of the slaves"

Maraine pleasantly crawls her tongue into Nanashi's temples as she holds on to Nanashi, who desperately tries to shake her off.

The act lasted until Nanashi did his best and stopped resisting.

Perhaps Nanashi's temples would no longer taste anything where other humans licked them. Well, nobody's going to lick it.

A few minutes later, Maraine opens her mouth as she stares down satisfactorily at the constantly breathing Nanashi.

"Tomorrow I'll be in trouble if you don't win"

"... but good luck"

"The next opponent is strong. Asshole, though."

"Asshole?"

Marlene nods cocklessly at Nanashi, who asks in surprise.

"Ranked # 3 (Healthy) Gordon of Hell Death.

An orthodox swordsman, but an amazing asshole.

As the next lord, I definitely want to avoid just naming my sword emperor "

"Hell death...... that's kind of an awesome two names"

Maraine shakes her head silently.

"First, I was rejected in an attempt to register with Gordon the Sword Emperor"

"That, I don't know... you're such a confident person"

"No. I'm just an asshole. Next was the idea of 'I'm somehow different from the rest of the guys', who signed up with Gordon the heresy and swallowed up the gladiatorial world in a whirlpool of laughter with those two painful names and numerous painful remarks"

"Boom?"

"Yes, Boom"

Nanashi tilts his neck because he doesn't understand what Malane is trying to say right now.

"If it wasn't supposed to be like this, I would change two names. What did you think from heresy, becoming a healthy Gordon, and then twisting it further became a healthy Gordon."

…………

I guess this is what you say about not being able to carry on two sentences.

Maraine nods as she looks at Nanashi's subtle expression.

"Typical twist (twist) pattern that is too tight to understand"

"Meh, you're lost"

"But..."

Suddenly he got a serious look, and Maraine stared into Nanashi's eyes.

"If you can't defeat me with one blow, you probably won't win"

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

It was when Nanashi was brought into the infirmary.

The manoeuvre castle fort Gergios was traveling at low speeds towards the east, just six falsangs (about 36 km) from the oasis where Pericles docks.

in a room in an inn in that downtown Guergios.

"Sir, good news!

It was the chunky brunette girl who opened the door and jumped in.

In terms of appearance and the size of the gap between the contents, this girl is a champion.

Name Marie. You know, I'm a liar Marie.

"Ahem?

With his elbows on the table, Kisk turns to Marie as he pleases.

"Now my aunt in the corner cafeteria tells me it looks like Gergios is getting to the oasis this evening"

"Oh, surprise. It's really good news."

Kisk rounds his eyes.

"What does that mean"

"Put your hands on your chest and think."

Marie puts her hands on her chest and gently closes her eyes.

"Nothing comes to mind"

"Around, before awesome"

A kiss that flaunts your shoulders.

But surely this must be good news.

"Anyway, here's your chance to get out of Gergios. We have to get to the capital, no matter what."

Flying out of Saratoga with a prototype sand tear (Sand Spreader), Kisk and Hayza had returned to one of Marie's waiting rooms after a variety of backgrounds. But I'm not going to be hiding here forever.

It is hard to imagine that Gergios, who has been certified as a traitor, will head to the capital. Somewhere I had to get off Gergios and switch to another manoeuvre castle fort.

But Marie frowned at Kisk's words.

"I'm a bit of a capitalist..."

"Ugh, we're going to the capital! I'm definitely going! I've got a date with Honey waiting."

Kisk dismisses Marie's opinion immediately, saying things like a wasting child.

There is also the name of searching for Haysa's childhood, but Kisk is so aggressive (this) about heading to the capital because of Miriam's phrase "I'll let you date your sister".

"Dating Honey," Marie says to Kisk with a musty look to the words.

"I'm good enough talking about my fantasy lover!

"I'm gonna fantasize!

"If you're a real person, it's about your hectic husband anyway, so why don't you just be one-sided thriller?

Correct. Marie was sharp.

But I sit in bed and pinch my mouth like Hayza, who was playing with Hazki, defends Kisk.

"I saw it, too, didn't I? Beautiful rabbits were half-beast (half-zoan) women."

Marie said with a bare gesture that would give her a headache, she was frightened when she pressed between her eyebrows.

"... have you finally begun to crave animals because you are not dealt with by humans, de perverted husband"

"Hey! Hey, D, you pervert are a prick!

Kisk's words flushed sarcastically, and Marie sighed

"Well, fine. You're leaving here tonight anyway."

I would have said something, but for now, a nodding kiss.

"Okay. Then I'll pretend I forgot my wallet and shop with my ass."

"Shopping?"

Kisk and Hayza look suspicious because they don't know what it means to come here and shop.

She looked around like she was scared, and Marie said away.

"For this day, I've played your daughter, who was well done, waving her love in a neighborhood store."

Marie is a gess maiden. The tricks for stepping down a bump are excellent.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

The stage returns to Pericles again.

Later that night, Maraine was visiting Uncle Pericles's room.

It's not something that Malane rarely does, such as visit her father's room from herself.

Therefore, Uncle Pericles wondered with joy the visit of his beloved daughter.

Maraine thinks when she sees her father sitting on the couch across the street.

At the very least, I want the nightcap to stop.

Uncle Pericles, who looks like a pink pyjama without a majestic shard called a yellow nightcap, speaks to Maraine in a cat's voice.

"Maremma, what's wrong? Did I miss my dad?

"It's not"

I guess this is what a one-off means.

It is difficult to say that the father and daughter relationship between Uncle Pericles and Malene is good.

Maraine unilaterally avoids Uncle Pericles, who adores her daughter.

"Father, I have a favor to ask you"

When Maraine cut it out that way, Uncle Pericles' expression clouded.

Is that it again? If you mean Mio, you've said no more than once. If I can't ask for some cute mare, I can't. You can't put the safety of your people on the scale when you say your dear friend in Maremma. "

"No."

"You always say our home lesson is, 'Wrap yourself in the long stuff,' don't you?

"Oh, no, I'm not."

Every time, as a daughter, I don't know what face to look at a father with his chest up and that pitiful homework.

"Hmm? Really? Then what? Did you even want new clothes?

When he finds out he's not talking about Mio's trial, Uncle Pericles starts yelling at the cat again.

"Hey, surprise story"

That's what Maraine says. She lays her eyes down.

"What is it? I was wondering if maybe you meant Dad's birthday?

Maraine, who makes it harder to say Mozimozi.

Uncle Pericles stared at it with a merciful eye, waiting for the shy daughter to snap her words.

And

"I could have had a baby."

"No, you speak too much of a bomb, Sole"

Uncle Pericles twitched with a true face at Maraine stroking around her belly to love her.