Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

berthed on the permanent bridge no. 2 is the famous motorized castle fort Strasbourg as an academic centre.

The central castle, burned down by direct fire from Saratoga's Magic Cannon (Magi Driver), still looks like a tomb marker surrounded by wooden scaffolding and still wrapped around a dead winter cannon.

The magic crystal furnace, which remains stopped, has been repeatedly verified by technicians, but the fire does not even run slightly (without) identifying the cause, and is completely silent. I'm not even looking for a reboot.

Even though the curtain of the trial over Saratoga Bormio was already pulled, the manoeuvre castle fort Strasbourg could not be moved anywhere, but was just on the spot.

Before noon when the sun shines, such a wounded motorized castle fort, a group of men and women walk on its walls.

Girl running for a small run, shaking her hair on a vertical roll that is too mild. The uncomfortable feeling of a difficult run that doesn't fit that elegant look is amazing.

"Heza, probably not, over here -!

When the girl sprinkles, she jumps innocently as she invites a boy to follow her behind a few zars in slow footsteps.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, he's fine..."

The boy in the white hooded cape - Hayza laughs unwittingly.

Hazki usually doesn't sleep until after midnight, but only last night did he get a good night's sleep.

By the bed, watching Hazki's innocent sleeping face, Marie and I laughed at each other, even though this is always good, but unfortunately for getting to bed early, this is the way it's been all morning.

I tried to be near noon already, but I never tried to go back to the castle, pulling Hayza around and running all energetically all over Strasbull.

It seems like a little childish cheerfulness, but it's actually more than that.

Hazki's original age was seventeen. Because the toddler has regressed, the contents of the head are about three years old, but the strength is appropriate for the age.

If you go back to the manoeuvre castle fort where you lived, the toddler regression will also heal and remind you of everything, the pale expectations Hayza and Marie had with a glimmer of anxiety were betrayed lightly and Hazki remains a three-year-old.

When it comes to unusual things, it's familiar, and since I got to Strasbourg about it, my dedicated housekeepers (maids) wanted to stop by and put my hair together in a vertical roll.

The original Hazki - Strasbourg Uncle Fanassard and the people who say it has always had these hairstyles.

You know that, Hazki, who usually doesn't sit still, was only grown up while her hair was curled.

"Hazki, you know, it's time for dinner. Let's get back to the castle."

He looks tired and Hayza walks over to Hazki's side.

Once again, if you look up into the sky, by the time you left the castle, the sun that was in the east is now about to rush up to Jomtien.

Hazki, however, apparently hasn't played enough, and Hayza's words were heard lightly. That's not what I would do to Marie, by the way. Because Marie gets angry.

"Heh, heh, heh?

Pointing to the south, the desert and the sprawling desert, Hazki tilts his neck small.

Hayza frowned with an eye toward Hazki's fingertips.

Hayza is a desert people.

There is nothing but sand. It is a stray people who have lived on a vast earth.

So when it comes to vision, it's not the ratio of your species (Nobles) who were born and raised in a small world blocked by walls.

"Oh, is that... PE, Pericle, Les?

I could clearly see SO (...) RE (...) in Hayza's eyes.

Pharaoh, 1 falsang away (about 6 km).

From the tip, he rose black smoke, and he saw an alien manoeuvring castle fort winding up the smoke and walking.

"Pepper?

"Chi, no, Hazki, no! Pe li que les. Ma, it's Mr. Maraine's manoeuvre castle fort. Well, it looks like it's broken..."

Even though Hazki knew the contents of her head were toddlers, she said to this beautiful girl, "Pepper me?" and so on, I feel restless without any help.

"Phew..."

Hazki looked in trouble, wrinkled between his eyebrows, not knowing who he was talking about, even though he was told that he was Malene.

Malane and Hazki - I hear Fanasard is one of the alumni who slept with each other in this strasble, but apparently Hazki hasn't remembered that yet.

And Hayza realizes Hata.

That manoeuvrable castle fort Pericles must have Hayza's best friend Nanashi.

I can't stay like this.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!

Only natural stuttering that is difficult to hear.

Besides, because of the rush, the number of "nah" contained in a word is in big trouble.

Hazki suddenly pounds on Hayza's shoulder.

"Ouch."

It's usual for Hayza to rush around.

Every time, I guess I watched Kisk do this.

After a slightly surprised look, Hayza unwittingly breaks her face.

Parents are disqualified from worrying about Hazki.

"Oh, thank you, Hazki"

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"... come here huh?!

Hayza breathes unexpectedly at Hazki's words.

Indeed Hazki is right, the path of Pericles is pointing this way, no matter how you look at it.

If you calm down and observe, there's no sign of even slowing down.

Rising black smoke. In that way, he could have been shot and lost control.

"Hazki! Run away!"

"Huh?

Hazel begins to rush toward the stairs as she takes on her shoulders, leaning her neck strangely.

In contrast to Hayza in her desperate shape, Hazki apparently enjoyed being taken up and began to sneeze with Cakka.

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"'Hero's Spear', activated successfully!

At that moment, the crew of the bridge cheered simultaneously.

This is what Pericles really looks like.

The original shape of this manoeuvre castle fort, bearing the name of the hero of the spear (Pericles).

As you all already know, the family training of the Chalis family, who work for Uncle Pericles for generations, is' Be wrapped up in the long stuff '.

Malane's great-grandfather, Uncle Pericles, three generations ago, concealed the appearance of this manoeuvring castle fort, too aggressive, which was not in keeping with his family training for the full opening of Nativism, under the walls of the castle and posed as "Yes, yes, we are not willing to argue with anyone."

A seal that has never been unsealed since.

That's what's unleashed now.

Of course, as one of the Bridge (Bridge) crew members here, including Malene, I never actually saw it (...), even if I knew it as knowledge.

Maraine walks up to the window in front of the bridge and snaps (...) and pulls her mouth together.

I let it go, so I can't go back.

"Keep going, I'm going in"

From Malane's mouth, a hard voice is emitted.

And now there is no one who speaks that word.

The route shown earlier by Maraine, between the first and second permanent bridges, runs diagonally into it and lands in the capital for each manoeuvre castle fort.

The barbarity of ravaging the factory (dock) area as it is, and the untidy area behind it, to reach the arena (Colosseum).

If it's not a royal road, it's not a straight path. If you say so, stay out of the way and hegemony.

It was the work of the devil, assuming massive destruction.

The Spirit Stone Plate (Monitor) now shows a permanent bridge 1 on the left and 2 on the right, mainly at the entry point.

On the second permanent bridge, the figure of the nostalgic motorized castle fort Strasbourg, where Malane himself studied.

The No. 1 permanent bridge does not currently have the appearance of a moored motorized castle fort, but the motorized castle fort Rhoda, which continues to accompany Pericles, is seen from its No. 1 permanent bridge, straight south, on its linear track.

As far as I can observe from earlier, apparently Rhoda can't take any movement other than straight forward or backward, and will not come into Pericles' path.

The current Rhoda is a no-neck (headless) manoeuvre castle fort where neither the bridge nor even the castle it should be.

It's more unusual to be driving upright.

However, if they continue to go hand in hand, there will be a Rhoda at the position of the No. 1 permanent bridge in the step where Pericles enters the capital in various ways.

This means that Pericles will slip between Strasbourg and Rhoda, the two manoeuvring castle forts.

"How long between the first and second permanent bridges?

"About 2,000 zars."

The full width of Pericles, its widest rear width, is about 1500 zar.

Even if you can't say you can afford it so much, there's nothing wrong with getting out of the street.

As soon as Maraine let out her relieved breath and lowered her strained (frightened) shoulder, one of the crew members spoke of anxiety.

"It's just... it's about three zars, but there's a stone wall in the harbour section"

Indeed, to prevent desert sand from flowing into downtown, the port area facing the desert is stacked with stone walls, higher than the desert.

"Can't you make a decision with" The Hero's Spear "?

The bridge crew shakes their heads small.

"The stone walls are too low to do so. If you keep going in there, you could seriously damage the bottom of the Fort Maneuver."

"Hmmm......"

Maraine puts her finger on her chin and thinks.

I can't read the extent of the damage, but I want to avoid as much damage at this point as I can if I think about it, including until the escape.

Eventually, when he nodded as he had decided, Maraine rushed to the helmsman for a small run.

"Steering...... instead"

"Uh... the lady steering?

"Mm-hmm. So, alarm please"

In the short words of Malane, warfare runs on the backs of the Bridge crew.

- Oh, shit. Absolutely, I'm willing to mess with something...

Confusion, fear, curiosity, anxiety, fatigue.

Various emotions with vectors to many aspects. The air on it filled the bridge, creating an unspeakably subtle atmosphere.

A long alarm sounds again when one of the female crew members presses the button at hand.

And did you give up, the female occupant (crew) screamed at the loudspeaker (microphone) in a yakward, shitty way.

"Emergency Alert Issued! Emergency Alert Issued! All passengers promptly (...) to (...)! What (...) and (...) (...) Y (...) or (...) et (...) grab it!

Partly, I have to get excited about a very out-of-the-box expression, because no one yet knows what Malane is trying to do.

On the Spirit Stone Plate (Monitor), you can see the approaching capital and the moving castle fort Strasbourg on the right hand side of the screen. Then, on the left hand side of the screen, the image of the motorized castle fort loader is shown in a slightly out of sight.

A disorder approaching piecemeal.

Ball sweat also floats on Maraine's forehead, which is always cool and lacking in expression.

White hair sticks on her white cheeks and drips (continue) convey the hair tip.

Makes a sound and Maraine breathes deeply.

"Whatever happens from here, don't worry about it."

As Maraine looks at the screen, she opens her mouth.

"My dad has all the responsibility"

Wow, Dad, I'm surprised.

Uncle Pericles can't be held accountable for anything he doesn't know, and the Bridge crews can't be sympathetic to the boulders.

There is still black smoke standing outside the front window.

The figure of the capital and the manoeuvre castle fort Strasbourg floating thinly across it.

Silent Bridge.

More speed, the giant Pericles starting to gut and tremble.

As it stands, at maximum speed, it slips right into the side of the berthing strasble.

The distance from Strasbourg is only a few zars.

The crew are afraid to collide and make their bodies feel stronger.

At the front is a stone wall surrounding the capital port area.

That's on the tip of my nose already, too. There's hardly any more distance, we'll bump into each other! The moment the crew accidentally covered their eyes.

Maraine pulled the brake lever at hand.

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With Hazki on his shoulder, Hayza is running desperately over the walls.

It's still a long way to a position with stairs, and if you turn your eyes towards the desert, Pericles looms as you blow up the sand smoke in abundance.

But Hayza accidentally stopped there.

"... Bu, don't you bump into it?

The motorized castle fort Pericles is certainly headed this way, but its path is clearly off the strasble position.

Hayza stood up unexpectedly. Hazki pounds around his waist.

Even if they take charge of it, if they don't move, I guess it's not funny or anything.

Hazki swelled her cheeks and began to rumble.

"Oh-ooh-ooh-ooh!

"Wow, ha, hazki, don't be rude, please, la"

Pericles slipped to the side of Strasbull at that moment when Hayza graced because of Hazki's rampage.

A manoeuvring castle fort of maximum speed slips through the sides, and sand smoke splashes over the walls of the castle. A fierce breeze strikes Hazel and the others at that moment when he hurries down Hazki from above his shoulder.

"Oh, it's dangerous!

Hazel held Hazki's head in his arms, and the two rolled over the cobblestone as if they were entangled. Hayza moaned unexpectedly as she was struck by the iron fence surrounding the castle wall with her back strong (done).

And the next moment, it was an incredible sight to jump into Hayza's eyes.

Pericles came into it with great momentum.

Then suddenly the rear roared and jumped to the universe.

If Hayza likens it to the closest thing in sight she's ever seen, a donkey horse jumping around trying to get rid of a halt in her back.

A giant 3000 zar in length and 1500 zar in width.

That lowers the front, floats diagonally, blocks the sun and drops a huge shadow over the Hayes.

What Maraine did at this time was steer the madness of locking the front power all at once while driving at full speed. It was a natural accomplishment that the rear rose according to inertia.

A bouncing sand swept over the Hayes like a rain of dust and sand, and the rear of Pericles, which seemed to have stopped in the air for a moment, was slammed to the ground at once.

At that moment, a tremendous shock shakes the earth around Pericles.

A thunderous roar.

But for Haysa and the others, that was beyond what could already be regarded as sound.

The air itself burst! Hayza thought so.

Far beyond the sound level, it hit Hayza and the others as a physical shock, hitting them hard against the iron fence.

The moored motorized castle fort Strasbourg is heavily shaken by the shockwave that occurred nearby, stirred up by its giant and pushed across dozens of zars on the sand.

The ground is decided, and the permanent bridge that was berthed in Strasbourg is shattered and swallowed up into ripples of sand made around Pericles.

But that's not the end of it.

If the rear of Pericles hits the earth, as it did when the wood dish fell to the ground, the impact will now lift the front.

It's like a hissing horse.

In Hayza's eyes, stitched to the iron fence by impact, it looked as if a cloud-piercing giant had risen.

"D...... drill?

Hazki groaned zero from around Hayza's chest.

"Ha, Hazki?

Hazki does not answer Hayza's call.

He just stares at the tip of Pericles with no light in his eyes as he is held in Hayza's chest.

Hayza looks ahead to Hazki's gaze.

The black smoke that was covering the front of Pericles with a bouncing impact was shaken off.

The tip of Pericles, where it appeared, was a huge cone of steel (hagi), as far as the glowing diameter of 500 zars.

Too boneless, too heavy a chunk of that iron.

A helically carved groove on its surface.

That is beyond dispute de (...) li (...) l (...).

Pericles rapidly begins to advance as he jumps up the tip into the hollow and remains in a position to drive through the heavens.

That's a nose lift. It would be a willie drive if I put it in a more vulgar way.

"Well, that's ridiculous..."

Hayza squeaks unconsciously like that, with a startled look on her face.

At that chest Hazki suddenly shouted.

"Drillwwwwwwwwwww!!

As if the cry had been a signal, to the capital, Pericles falls.

Impact striking again.

Hayza endures desperately pushing her back against the measures of the walls. Hazki cuffed to the chest. If this iron fence falls now, the two of them will be thrown from above the walls.

The sound of destruction that eventually drifts away.

From Hayza's body, her powers fall unconsciously out.

"Ha, thank God..."

Unexpectedly, Hazki opened her mouth on Hayza's chest, who shrugged so.

"Where are you grabbing it? Mr. Hayza."

That's not a toddler, adult language.

When he accidentally dropped his gaze on Hazki, he looked like Hazki, blushing his cheeks but throwing a jittery gaze at him.

"Hazki?

"Okay, come on, get your hands off me!

"Huh?"

Turning his gaze toward his own right hand, Hayza hurriedly let go of her hand when he realized it was eagling Hazki's chest.

"Ah, I know you're not offended, but I'm ashamed of what you're ashamed of."

"Oh, that hazki...... maybe I remember?

"Yeah, I'm Fanassard. This is Fanaçade di Meteora, lord of Fort Strasbourg."