Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.
Episode 119: The Assault of War Crazies
One is pursued, the other is pursued.
Two motorized castle fortifications that walk, winding up the smoke.
The motorized castle fort Pericles is sickening westward at the teardrop giant, its pointy tip, looking to the right at the shadow of the shaky capital on the horizon.
Now just south of the permanent bridge number six.
If you keep running west, you'll cross south of the permanent bridge so that you can retrace (retrace) the number 5 next and the number 4 next.
Ultimately, it is supposed to cross the No. 1 permanent bridge north and enter the arena (Colosseum) from a cliff on the back of the capital.
Above the walls, the Silver Ridge sword princess Mass Marisis looks up at the sun as it rushes up towards Jomtien and narrows her eyes to the glare (mabu).
Until noon, the scheduled time of execution, we have about one more minute.
This is some kind of surprise operation. We have to arrive at about the same time Miriam is pulled out to jail, and whether it's too late or too early, that means failure.
Regardless, the control around it is not in her hands, but rather in the hands of Maraine, who eventually holds the crew together on the bridge.
Nevertheless, this is not her well-known manoeuvre castle fort Saratoga.
I wasn't here long enough to fully trust the crew (crew) of this manoeuvring castle fort Pericles, and I couldn't dispel the anxiety of coming to my chest.
"Can you set me up from here? After all, running around is sexual."
The Red Lotus Sword Princess Hertrude gently bites her thumbnail as she looks elsewhere (approximately) at the anxiety of Mass Maricis to Merclius, the manoeuvring castle fortress that runs right next to her and behind her starboard side.
Naturally, I don't care about the situation of escape.
The Red Lotus Sword Princess visited the land from far away Nedel with the aim of fighting the Silver Ridge Sword Princess. She was much more belligerent.
Mass Maricis loosens his mouth unwittingly to his partner's usual appearance.
"I guess you can't. Red, you can't fly, can you?
"Sure you can use it, but you can do that, too. Even if I could use it, I could fly for about 100 zars at most, and deliver it at all."
"That sort of thing. If you can't catch up with me, you just have to leave me alone."
"I wonder what it is..."
Until recently, there were no more enemy soldiers flying in like a flock of locusts, and only these two men were on the walls.
They never laid their hands down, and most of the enemy soldiers who stepped down on the walls were swallowed up inside the cobblestone with their mouths open, and only a few of the poles, who happened to have long flight distances, jumped over the walls, descended into the castle fort and downtown.
To intercept an incoming enemy soldier, he shrugged his shoulders for as long as he was in the mood. Hertrude couldn't help but voyage into too much hand-heldness.
"There seems to be nothing to do here, and we should head down to the city to sweep the enemy soldiers."
"Let it go."
Hertrude pointed his lips at how boring everything seemed and put his hands together behind his head.
At the foot in front of me when I flipped a black frill-laden three-step skirt to head straight for the stairs. I noticed that the black shadow that fell on the cobblestone gradually increased in size.
"Blue!
"Huh...!
Almost at the same time Hertrude raised his voice, intense killing struck both of them, and the sword princesses flew left and right to be played.
The next moment,
A black shadow descended from the air to where they were standing.
Heavy crushing sound that echoes with a deafening metal sound.
The crushed cobblestone splashes into pieces, and the surrounding cobblestone makes a sound, and the crack runs.
The eyes of the two sword princesses captured the identity of their shadows as they jumped away.
Girl with heavy armor.
It fell right from the top as it hung its foot on the side of the spear with the tip of the cross. Neither the Silver Ridge sword princess, who has ever been scattered and staged a sudden descent attack, imagined herself to be on the side where she could be set up, in a completely void poked form.
Though they managed to escape that blow, the two sword princesses were completely disfigured. As the fluffy girl pulls through the cross spear pierced by the cobblestone, she jumps so that she can play and continues to hit Hertrude.
"Hey! Hey, no, no, no, no!
There's no way they're going to wait for me when they tell me to wait, a cross spear that sticks out of momentum.
Hardly Hertrude pulls through the 'Red Lotus' and bounces it back, but it's too powerful a blow.
Pressed down by force, Hertrude clamped his ass cake.
Then looking down at the held route lying at her feet, the fluffy (yogi) girl, distorting Ni and her mouth, switches the cross spear backwards and waves it down to two spears, three spears and force at her disposal.
"No, no, no, no."
Hertrude rolls unnecessarily with no shame or external ears as he gives a frightened look and manages to flaunt it, making it crawl and lag behind. However, there was no way that a fluffy girl could have missed it, and now she just shook her spear.
"It's red!
Mass Maricis thrusts into his partner's predicament as he raises his voice.
She interrupted as she waved her sword between the fluttering girl and Hertrude, swinging the love sword 'Silver Ridge' from the Great Upper Stage toward the creased part of the root of the spear's tip that was protruded, Kella's most fragile neck.
But when the fluffy girl laughs at it at the tip of her nose, she simply pulls the spear and switches it to the right hand, taking that blow without difficulty at the tip of her ear.
While making a rubbing, high-powered sound of metal, the fluffy girl pushed it back so that it was tangled with a cross spear horizontal blade without recirculating it, and brought it into the shape of pushing each other with force.
"Shh..."
Mass Maricis opens his eyes in amazement.
Reinforced by the Spiritual Sword, the power of the Sword Princess is different from that of a normal woman, depending on her dimension.
Without hesitation, this girl is trying to twist down Mass Maricis with force, without taking a step back.
Jirijiri and pushed back to the body. Girl with pleasure over there. A sweat that sprays from your forehead is a cold spine running down your back.
"... hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on."
Hertrude rises loosely behind him.
Mass Maricis can't keep an eye on him. She speaks behind her back over her shoulders with even more strength in her sword.
"It's red! Be careful. Something's wrong with this girl!
"If you look at it like that, you'll see. Now, Saraya."
They play the most powerful sword princess in the Silver Ridge and Tsubasa, and they try to overwhelm it. That's all I can say about the anomaly.
Hertrude once again observes the fluttering girl as she lays down her sword.
Back in the year, it was the same 14-15 as Hertrude. Brown skin with deep colors like deep-fried beans. Long black hair tied in two on the left and right is shaking.
Cat-like eyes and a mouth that seems to care. He tries to twist the Silver Ridge sword princess down with force while distorting it with pleasure.
Chemicals.
When Hertrude's thoughts are put into words, they are simply aggregated into that word. But no matter how far away the girl is from humans, there's two on one.
We cannot judge another sword while compelling each other.
"It hurts my chest when two people say to the boulder!
Even though she said so in her mouth, Hertrude's chest didn't hurt at all. She was originally a hunter who hunted werewolves (Wolfzoan) and outdid them. There are no chivalrous spirit or shards.
As Hertrude jumps out from behind Mass Maricis, he strikes the girl as he dwells in flames.
In the midst of the impending impasse with Mass Maricis, a situation that will lead to the end that the fate of the girl will be slashed whichever way she falls, if she tries to prevent it with a cross spear, she will be slashed by the Sword of Mass Maricis and, if she does not, by the Sword of Hertrude.
But when the fluffy girl laughs "Hyaha" in the back of her throat even more pleasantly, she raises her voice without even looking toward Hertrude.
"Exit (Purge)!"
At that moment, the rear armor of the armor that was covering her body bounces and flies.
Six diamond-shaped plates of steel fly out, stopping them perfectly in the air, killing them to Hertrude the next moment.
"Hey, what the hell!?
On the boulder. This is an unexpected counterattack.
In a panic, Hertrude pulls the sword he was shaking up, erects it in his front eye, and intercepts six flying steel plates.
"Explosion!"
Fire balls flying out of the tip of the sword explode between steel plates, bouncing off two pieces. But you can't cut off all six steel plates on a boulder.
I just bounced two more sheets with my sword, and a rhomboid tip pierced Hertrude's shoulder and slammed her body against the cobblestone, choosing her flank as the other slit the cloth of the dress.
"Ahhh!
The sound of falling to the ground with a short scream.
"It's red!
Mass Marisis unwittingly raises her voice and turns her gaze toward Hertrude.
Blood flowing from her flank, falling on her back, instantly creates a clump of blood on the cobblestone. Deep. Perhaps the wound has reached the gut.
"Can I worry about people? You."
To the girl's ridiculous voice, Masmarisis turns back to me and looks into the girl's eyes again.
Behind the girl, at some point, six steel plates that knocked down the hertrude gather around and turn, pointing the sharp corner portion of the rhombus towards the mass maricis.
Checkmate.
There is no way to prevent a Silver Ridge sword princess from being attacked by six steel plates in this state.
The sweat on his forehead turns into a sphere, conveying the cheeks of Mass Maricis, pulling his mouth hard and knotting.
But looking at the tense face, the fluffy girl sighed.
"Weak, what the hell is a sword princess? It's a good thing you missed your expectations."
"You say it. Uncle Merclius."
"Oh, you know me."
"Yeah, well..."
Sure, you two have a face-to-face.
The other day, words are also exchanged.
However, at that time, the sword princess had turned into a Strasbourg uncle using a disguised ring (ring disgusting), so I don't remember the Merclius uncle Krull.
"Well, no. Let's get this over with."
At the same time that Krull throws up like that, the sword princess steps on the ground.
"Cerion!"
A giant ice column (rough) pops out of momentum, aiming at the throat from the foot of the Krull. A boulder pokes his mind at this, and Krull rushes back when he pulls the spear.
At this moment, a distance was made between us. Silver Ridge sword princess Mass Marisis narrows her eyes softly. You can't miss this moment.
"I'll make you regret what I said about being weak. I can't grow up a little..."
That said, Mass Maricis waves down at once when he shakes the love sword 'Silver Ridge' up to the big upper level.
"Ravaged Snowstorm" Bufera di Nave!
Special magic that has slaughtered numerous enemies.
A shock wave wrapped around the cold air chooses the surface of the cobblestone, making a noise, and kills it into the Krull. The surface of the shredded cobblestone rises like sand and winds up with white cold air.
You can't break the walls to boulders, and they're human.
Even though it was released by killing some power, the blow was too much to turn every girl into an ice statue and shatter it even further.
……… I should have.
As the shockwave passed and smoke began to subside, the sword princess lost her words.
On the other side of the smoke, six steel plates come together as if they were shaping flowers, spinning in circles.
Behind the back of the steel plate, behind the throat called "Hyaha," a squeaky laugh leaks.
"Nice. That's awesome, Princess Sword of Silver Ridge. I'll correct you for being too weak."
"Impossible"
Unexpectedly, gokuri and throat ringing.
Whatever the battle between the sword princesses, I'm overwhelmed by the fact that just a girl took that blow from the front.
I'm not the one who can fight and win while sheltering the people in charge.
Mass Maricis calls out to Hertrude behind him as he captures with his eyes the iron petals that circle in the front.
"Red, can you stand on your own?
"I don't lick...... na. We don't have a problem..."
Though I answered that, the voice is weak.
The iron petal splits again into six steel plates and begins to circle around the girl who was behind it. Krull, who showed himself again, is indeed intact. There are no signs of injury.
Carefully he takes the cross spear to his shoulder, and Krull asks the sword princess.
"Hey sword princess. Is there a bug here named Nanashi?
Princess Sword's temples move pickly that the name of the Lord has appeared.
"What can I do for you, Lord? The next time you call me a bug, I'll rip you to bits."
"If that's how it goes, apparently that bastard is here."
I said, "Why don't you stay?"
"Kill, of course..."
Kill. At the end of saying so, Princess Sword shook up 'Silver Ridge' and was approaching Krull's eyes.
Speed off the normal track. A Silver Ridge sword princess penetrates as she distorts her brilliant face into anger and stares at the krull with her madly conceived eyes.
Krull also peeled his eyes at the boulder for this.
Even if the steel plate bounces back the first blow, Mass Marisis will not stop. A sword trident rolled out one after the other as he roared like a beast. Only six steel plates keep playing the sword in full operation at any given time, but that doesn't catch up either. Finally, a sharp blow slips through the gap between the six steel plates, sweeping through the twitchy, lagging Krull's cheeks and scratching a muscle.
"Stupid!
Now it's Krull's turn to be stunned.
Mass production interception armor (Intruder) can still break through the Lord's exclusive interception armor (Intruder) Peace (Freeden), created by collecting excerpts from Merclius' technology.
I glance at the sword princess with angry eyes as I wipe the blood flowing through my cheeks with my fingertips.
"You! I'm gonna fucking kill you!
Silver Ridge sword princess Mass Maricis looks at the face of a wrath-distorted krull and sets up his sword.
"I am the Lord's sword. I am the Lord's shield.... and pillows. All who stand before the Lord will fall under my sword."
Hertrude under a painful breath behind Mass Marisis.
"... why a pillow or something. Don't put your aspirations in such a place..."
And I was stuck in discipline.