Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

"Don't go anywhere, hands... Don't let go of my hand."

On a luxurious bedside (bed) with a lid.

The total hair of the girl lying there is too mild, spread over a sleeping area (bed) and shaped (hiccups) with golden waves.

The soft-bodied boy knelt beside him (kneeling first) and took the girl's hand as it was extended.

"It's okay. Doesn't go anywhere..."

To the girl, whispering (whispering) yes, the boy looks up at the night sky cut into the shape of a window frame.

The liveliness of the feast until now is the silence of a lying night.

Against a backdrop of deep black, countless stars overlap, and a beautiful river of white light separates the sky in two.

Star sky.

I'm just saying it has nothing to do with the boy's thoughts or anything.

Just like yesterday.

It was just beautiful.

The boy meditates (crushes) his eyes quietly and the girl's squeaking voice echoes in the dim room.

Wet sound dampening dry air.

Trembling voice.

"I'm sorry... heh... sorry"

A girl shakes the boy's hand harder and harder.

She seems to have low blood pressure, limp and cold hands.

"Don't worry, Hazki. I'm here."

The boy stays where he is until the sound of a girl sipping (sobbing) turns to a quiet sleep.

My burning back and whip marks hurt.

If it's the price, it's totally cheap.

Yesterday, yesterday, today,

And I'm sure, tomorrow.

With merciful eyes, looking over the side of the girl, the boy is there (there).

"It's okay. And you don't have to worry about it. This is what I wanted, so Hazki doesn't have to worry about anything..."

The boy muttered so, as he told himself, listening to the girl's breathing.

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"Can you explain what you mean...... Clifton"

"As you can see..."

Lighted Bridge.

Other than a few meters lit with tiny green and red lights, only a small spiritual tablet (monitor) at Marie's disposal emits brilliant (like this) light.

On the other side of the Spirit Stone Plate (Monitor) is the bedroom of the Strasbourg Uncle Fanassard.

I can't hear the audio, but what you see there is Hayza trying to take Fanassard's hand and put her to sleep.

That's a sight that used to be normal.

At present, it is an impossible sight.

Marie can't see the look on the old man's face, situated near the center of the bridge.

"The lady and Lady Hayza have deceived the crowd."

"You'll see that! I'm asking you why it happened!

Abandoning her polite attitude, Marie's voice unwittingly brings the color of her emotions.

The old man quietly walked over to Marie and his sunken expression appeared blurred in the light of the Spirit Stone Plate (Monitor).

"I want Lady Hayza to leave. That's what I asked."

"Become!?

"I will pay you as much as I want, so please stay away from the lady during the Golden Wheel."

"Anta! That's what I told Hayza!

"Yes, I said it"

Marie bites her lower lip hard, stares at the old man, and the old man is not cursory, and takes his gaze straight.

"Why did you do that... It was you who held Hayza here in the first place!

"You're right. At that point, the lady needed Lady Haysa. Even if it was a bug. I need it for my lady, so I did, that's all. I have no feelings of contempt for the worm."

Marie's jaw spreads to the point where she is about to tear.

I could still see how my emotions were going to explode.

"It's just... if it's just my emotions, I can keep them under control. The day your daughter was restored to sanity, I was questioned by several nobles."

"Stuff?"

"Now that you've regained your sanity, it's hard to forgive what a lady has to do with that worm, such as putting it aside."

"This is ridiculous! You just have to let me say it to you like that! Hazki is a lord, isn't he?"

"Dear Marie, unfortunately that's not the case."

"Why!"

"In this manoeuvring castle fort Strasbourg, the lord is only a representative of the nobility. I'm not an absolute ruler.

There are, of course, examples of Saratoga, a manoeuvring castle fort that succeeded in stripping the majority of aristocratic authority in earlier generations, and Merclius, a manoeuvring castle fort that exercises absolute dictatorship with great power. But that's both exceptions.

It's not that hard to get rid of a lord if the nobles take their hands. Especially in this Strasbourg, where the authority of each nobleman is too great. "

"What... I just can't forgive you two for just being together!

"That's right. As long as Master Hayza is a worm (bug). It is my duty to protect your daughter from the house of Meteora."

Clift lays his eyes down quietly.

"After that, I haven't asked you what kind of story you two talked about. but it comes with a general imagination. The original lady is a wise woman. I have some problems with my personality...... You'll soon have an answer to how you two can be together."

I don't even have to think about it now.

The answer that Fanassard arrived at, it puts the worm (bug) aside because it abuses it as a toy. It's about making the nobles think so.

Marie looks tired and drops her eyes to the Spirit Stone Plate (monitor).

On the other side of it, there were two people, not wandering around like still images.

"This... there's no way I can go on forever"

Marie groans with a rubbed (scratched) voice and the old man nods with a tired look.

"On your left. Either Hayza can't stand to get hurt, or the lady's spirit will rub off, or in any case, the worst will happen within a short distance."

"Clift-on...... no, that's enough, fucking jizzy. What do you want me to do by showing you this?"

"That's not what I can say."

Marie's back teeth make a critical noise.

Marie already knows.

Convince Hayza to leave. That's the thing.

This old man stands around for Uncle Strasbourg's because of his thoroughbred fanasade. I don't care about Hayza for that.

"Tomorrow, I'm heading to Asmodimos once."

Marie closed to knock on the bridge door when she told her that she was leaving early enough for the hallway.

I'm angry.

Watch.

Hayza isn't the only one who leaves here. Hazki is with us.

If you tell this story to your fool husband (Kisk), his personality will surely be overwhelming.

And then we'll take the two of us on a journey together, just like before.

Now, heading south might not be a bad idea.

I'd like to see a guy called 'The Sea' who hears rumors.

Liar Marie gave thought to a journey she hadn't seen yet.

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"Anne. Haven't you been doing too well lately?

"I don't mean to..."

Late at night, when Marie, a liar at Fort Motorized Castle Strasbourg, closed the door to the bridge (bridge), in the VIP room of Fort Motorized Castle Pericles, for some reason, there was a figure of Nanashi being seated head-on with a painful belly.

Looking down at Nanashi with a jittery cold eye is his sister-in-law - Xaragi.

To be brief about what's happening, I ran out of xaragi in a word Nanashi leaked earlier.

It is the second time in four years that the total is out of control.

"Hey Kisaragi...... I don't know, I'm starting to think maybe I've been hot on women lately"

Nanashi says no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Xaragi looks down at the nasi sitting in front of her, dripping yellow liquid from the edge of her mouth, with cold eyes as if she could even see something dirty.

(* In fact, it's a little pulled on the yellow liquid)

"Anne has always been. You're making a mistake right away! Don't you feel ashamed? Are you hot? That's not why. Anne is a bug. It's an unknown, unnamed, unnamed Nanashi."

It's boring shit.

There's something hard about being told by boulders to say all they want to say so far, even though it's inside them.

"You don't have to say that..."

"Shut up! Have you forgotten about Minazuki?

As soon as I hear the name Minazuki, a dark shadow falls on Nanashi's expression.

"Even then, what happened after Anne floated home saying she was confessed?

Nanashi is silent, just bitter on his expression.

But you don't mind how such a nanashi looks, Xaragi folds

"From the next day on, Minazuki's brother was boggling you after Minazuki told you to stay away from him at the end of the day, didn't he? It's a mistake, eh... chi... yes!

"No, but! At that time, I didn't know what had happened, but the situation was..."

"It must be! Same! If Ann doesn't make a mistake, they'll all feel sorry for you, so give me a hand."

That's what I said, Xaragi poking her finger at the tip of Nanashi's nose.

Nanashi opens his mouth to resist as he turns away to avoid that fingertip.

"No, but the sword princess..."

Kisaragi sighs in a big sigh, not to mention that he's a bad student.

"Princess Sword? What do you think of the sword princess? I heard the story directly from Princess Sword. Isn't that the biggest mistake? The Lord of Destiny? Star reading prophecy? That's not just an assumption. Even if you're desperate in pursuit, if Anne cares about it, she'll be disillusioned and tell you it's different."

"Well, hey, Mr. Hertrude..."

"Anne, come on. I'm the worst, I'm just up against the sword princess, not how Anne is. If the sword princess loses interest in Anne, we'll just leave together."

Nanashi's expression is shriveled.

"... right"

"That's right. I know you don't have to tell me anymore, but even Pericles' lady just thinks she might have to compromise with the same alien Anne because she's something alien, and the housekeeper (maid) she helped during this time. Um, I forgot my name, but even I'm just thankful that I was helped. Or is Anne some kind of jerk who thanks you for your help and tells you what to say?

"Oh, I don't mean to... I don't..."

Nanashi answered with a voice that seemed to disappear.

"Stay with me, right? Because Ann is the only one who knows who she is."

"Yes... you're right"

Kisaragi smiles weakly Nanashi's head, gently hugging her...... put her face against the yellow liquid on her hand, wiping it with a Nanashi food cape, then hugging her again.

"Because I'm really the only one who can love Anne. But now that I'm here, I can't help it, but you're gonna listen to me, and I'm gonna figure out who Anne deserves."

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"Oh, my God, this is Hideye."

"... brother, why does it seem so fun"

The stars blink late at night.

When Nanashi is being held by Xaragi without power.

A place where men and women with white hood capes had a fighting field (Colosseum) until the other day. Now it's only Sandy Mountain, I stood in that place.

The look of a man peeking from his hood cape is a desert folk with dark hair and dark eyes. He was less than twenty when he was old. I call you a youth more firmly than a boy. Beastly octagonal teeth peeked from the edge of his lips laughing in tease and fun, and his sharp eyes made him think of wolves.

As for the woman, she was fifteen when she was old. The colour of the eyes peeking from under the hood cape was red, although it wrapped around the ethnic costume of the desert people, a girl with a cool, sooky atmosphere in her eyes.

Half the time, with his feet on a wooden shackle buried in the sand, the young man turns back to the girl for fun.

"Shit! That's fun! Anyway, there's been a further blame."

"But not yet, Nanashi, I didn't know you did..."

"Are you nuts? Minazuki, you don't have to hold that guy's shoulder. There's only one person in the world who can wake up the blame. He's the only one I know."

"It is...... Is it enough to evoke further blame?

The girl was not as simple as her brother, so she didn't fall for it.

"Shit! I don't care if you did it or not. We did it. Oh, I'm gonna tie Nanashi up and take him home, 'cause that's all."

"No, it is..."

The young man tilts his neck at the girl's unsweetened attitude.

"No, you used to have a rumor with Nanashi once."

When she heard the words, the girl turned her brow upside down.

"Brother! I also have some insensitivity. That's Nanashi, you look pretty good, but as a human being, the crumbs are a good place too! I hate Nanashi the girl in the settlement, don't make weird rumors!

"I'm interested to go around and see what the women in the settlement don't like."

The young man clapped his shoulders as he watched his sister swell her cheeks in a grumpy manner.

"Anyway..."

With that said, when a young man looks around, he sees the lights of the capital in the distance.

"Well, no. Let's just call it gathering information. If you're mixed up all over the city, you look no different than your breed (Noble). Normally, you won't even be able to talk."

The young man laughed with pleasure as he stripped his octagonal teeth out.