Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Ashley, Ashley!

It was too late when I thought it was dangerous.

A moment of sleep prunes Ashle's consciousness.

I approached the point of falling horse.

If my squire hadn't saved me, I would have definitely fallen apart.

The flesh finally succumbed to the insomniac forcible army night after night.

"After all, the sushi need to rest. Damn. All units, stop marching!

Ashley raises her hand in a catachy pursuit of Eunice's order.

To prevent chaos in the chain of command.

Eunice, Flau Padanau. - Eunice was one of Ashle's childhood friends who was "Otenba" among the two.

And the other is Redamaria. No, it's the Cardinal.

It used to be that there was a man among women.

We had only in common that we were both quite beautiful for a long time, but the type was different.

My hands are getting ahead of my mouth with my parental skin. Act before you think...... that was Eunice's mentality.

Besides, I baked it.

Off the streets, grasslands are spreading everywhere, which can be described as a characteristic of the region.

History textbooks teach that it used to be a deep native forest, but prehistoric civilization - the Agantilis dynasty - was cut open in the process of spreading prints.

Now the wilderness and a piece of paper meadow are spreading everywhere.

Ordering the squad to eat and rest, Ashle stepped into the ruins, trying to be dragged by Eunice.

Decaying, desolate groups of ruins, like meadows, are the common landscape of the region.

"Take off your chest armor. Look, I'll help you. Come on. Yes, turn around. You don't see the leather band with the armor fastened. Here, just raise your arms."

It's like a little mother (Piccola mamma).

I didn't really feel like it, but this one that showed the ugliness is bad.

In the way of putting in weaknesses, the long won trial was not in Ashley.

"I don't think it's a good idea for both of us. I wonder if I can be mistaken."

"What a mistake."

Ashley blushed when she called out the relationship between the two.

Ashle had a nasty cause with Eunice, the daughter of the Padanau family, who had managed to survive the rough waves of his time by leaning in with the Balaje family.

Barton, Eunice's grandfather, is a man who has long been deacon (Butler) of the Barrage family, and at the same time his father's katana as an arm-written spy.

Ashley was also a man who had counted on him, and Ashley expected him to accompany her on this expedition.

But Barton recommended Eunice on the grounds of his age.

The spear arm, the skill of horse manipulation, the skill of cooking, the subtle awareness, the upbringing and whatever it took. Eunice was indeed excellent.

However, there was another reason why Ashley was out of her mind.

Eunice was Ashley's first woman.

No matter how terminal a man of nobility knows no woman before he grows up fifteen.

That's not because they hold a woman in play.

In this era, aristocratic marriages, the livelihood of men and women, were directly linked to the survival and politics of the house.

It would be easy to understand that one cannot survive lineage if one does not have more than some passage into such an act.

In an aristocratic society where political marriage is common sense, it was also a place of conflict where the thoughts of the two families collided on the bed.

I can't get a child = the house interrupts.

So if it's adoption, this takes on a political color again.

That was the time.

Sometimes my parents are present in the rooms of the first couple, such as the royal family, to even watch if things (...) have been accomplished safely.

I'm not kidding, I'm serious.

In the aristocratic class, that's why it's not so unusual for a man parent to give a luxury whore known as the Lady of the Court (Cortegiana) a pen lowerer for his son.

So even when my father ordered me to go out to the cottage standing on the shore of the lake - the house of the Porpois (Illis) - in a long but small possession of the Balaje family only, Ashle thought it was a rite of passage and obeyed it honestly.

The cottage was an institution used by the Balaje family, mainly for that kind of education.

And you're going to be so surprised that the woman who waited there broke her heart.

She was in a world where the sun fell and only the lights in the fireplace illuminated.

Flax hair and shinobi eyes stared at Ashley.

I locked the room when I led the werewolf Ashley to bed.

Then they confessed their love.

from young children.

I've been keeping it in my chest, take it.

Ashle couldn't refuse to accept it.

Because I found out Eunice's grievous determination.

In the House of Balaje, a nobleman, and in the House of Padanau, a servant, marriage is not possible even if it can be a pattern between husband and servant.

The convention did not allow it.

Except for the story if both sides abandon their homes, but to do so they both loved each other too much for each other's families.

Besides doing this, even if it was just a physical relationship, there was no way for the two of them to be united.

And, naturally, the relationship between the two didn't end overnight.

After trying to touch her skin, Ashle finally realized her thoughts.

He also loved Eunice.

Confessing about it, Eunice cried.

Don't forget those tears, Ashley.

The two promised.

This relationship must never be brought out of this house.

When you want to see him, write down only the time in a letter bearing the mark of "Yilis" and wait in that house.

"I'm confused again. Ashley, go to sleep."

My fault blocked the sweet and uncut memories.

Parental tone of sight from above.

Indeed, Eunice is more of a sister for a few months or so......

I have to say that she is completely different from that poor girl at the house in Puchong (Illis).

"Come, Ashley, Haussu"

Eunice, who just took off her leg armor and barefoot, invites Ashley to lay her blanket.

Since when did your knee pillow become my house?

But Ashley can't beat Eunice, who invites Ashley with the kind of anxiety she calls her dog.

Keep your head on your knees as ordered.

The smell of good hay comes from Eunice.

The smell of relief.

Smells like Eunice.

And as the smell leads him, Ashle falls asleep.

I was dreaming.

It's a horrible dream.

"Why are you crawling around like that"

I heard a voice from over my head.

It belonged to my father, Ashley thought.

The smell of sulfur and intolerable heat comes from the rocky skin that deposits the body.

Even though I knew it was a dream, my skin popped in unexpected fear.

"Does Omae intend to sleep when the woman she loves is dying?"

harsh (Shingen), but a different word than ruthless struck Ashley.

Push your heavy eyelids (eyelids) up with the force of your will so that you can live with the thoughts that the pain evokes.

Beyond the flames and the coal smoke was the woman.

Naked, shackled, hung.

And the corpse is followed by the hand of a carbide with the skin of man upon the bone.

I couldn't forgive it even if it was a dream.

Even his own chilling voice burst out of Ashley's midst.

Don't touch that human, he said.

But behind that ambition, Ashle's flesh did not move in perfect motion.

"I should have taught you. Here, the Closed Corridor (Bird Cage) is the enemy's possession, the enclosure (domain) itself. Nothing without the permission of the King of the Closed Corridor (Permission) is allowed to deviate."

I couldn't move a finger, no matter how much force I put into it, as I proved the man's words.

The sound of stepping on a rock creeped in, and the legs of the beast appeared in Ashle's sight.

It wasn't a horse's hoof.

Three fingers that look soft.

In a body that could not remain, if I moved the only eyeball I could move and looked up to its limit, I could see a man in black beyond the wool shining golden.

Not my father.

But it was the same or more majestic and profound voice.

"What can I do?"

There was a crisis looming on the woman (one) I loved.

I heard a voice screaming.

If there's anything I can do to help that human being, I can give him my soul.

Ashle's plea, but the man kicked over.

"Don't mess with me..., kid"

then kicked him in the leg of the beast and leaned back.

That reveals what a man looks like.

He was wearing a crown on the top of his head.

The man was wearing a golden one with no jewelry.

He took his heavy responsibilities as king as lightly as the air, and yet the man's eyes looked forward.

"There is no such thing as" soul "in humans. To everything in this world. Not to mention a kid like Omae. - You can just get close to Soul."

First, think of the Spindle - the man said.

"It is a spiral and a" Hiraki "of change. The name of" Chichi "that breaks the" closed corridor "that visits only what is" will ". Kid, don't you think so?

A good voice struck Ashley in the ear again.

"How long are you going to be doing that? - Stand up."

A harsh but serene voice prompts Ashle.

To respond, Ashley stood up.

The body moves.

I found an invisible force spinning nearby.

- "Spindle"

Ashley feels the power.

At least six, if you reach out, it was happening where you could touch it.

Silently, a divine spear, Ashle's weapon, was given to him in front of him: "Shivnir".

Ashley could finally take a serious look at the man's face.

It was found to be a beautiful but different species from humans.

Long ears and clear white skin.

Long stretched hands and feet.

The "Hiraki" of the Will, strong as fire in red eyes, was on fire.

It was the face of the king.

And Ashley admired the power that gave light torque to the six "spindles".

"If Omae chooses the path of the Soul Spinner (Soul Spinner), even Flam, the first emperor of Agantilis, will not be forgotten. Anything hostile to Omae will always be the king or the rule of the world itself."

The man - the king of alien appearances told me to prophesy.

Ashley took Shivnir shortly after he chewed on the meaning of the word.

Help that human.

Other than that determination, I had already wiped it out of my head.

Here dreams change the scene.

The roaring "spindle" energy runoff may have linked to Ashle's memory and transformed the scene.

Ashley was taught by her father on her twelfth birthday the appearance of an enemy that would soon be relative.

When my father visited Ashley, who lay low with a high fever that lasted a month.

Until then, my mother, Ledamaria and Eunice Frau, who had been so sweet and caring for me, left the room.

Even when he was dying of an epidemic disease, his father didn't even show his face on official business grounds. Ashle didn't know why he was visiting him.

No, I touched something I had a hunch about somewhere in my chest.

Wouldn't I die?

I was wondering if that's why my father was willing to look back on Ashley.

The question became a word.

"Father, will I die?"

My father returned an astonishing answer to Ashle's question, which was a boy.

"No, Omae is reborn," he said.

i.e. as a "spindle" capable person.

Ashle didn't know for a second what she said.

But my father went on.

"There are boundaries in this world.

One was filled with light and wind - a world with mothers and Redamaria and Eunice.

And one more thing.

Walk the twilight of eternal robbery but every now and then an informal world.

Omae is about to cross the dark canal that separates them - the dark river that runs underground. "

You know what, my father said. I don't know, Ashley replied.

"On my side, Omae is about to come," he says.

In a hazy consciousness, Ashley looked at his father's face.

It wasn't Ashle's discerning father who was there.

There was the face of one knight, who had continued to fight the twilight of eternity.

"I didn't want Omae to come to this side. Like me, I didn't want you to be."

Sounds sad like cursing fate.

But one thing lit up Ashley's chest.

The certainty that he was loved could be understood by heart, not by words.

That's all, tears flooded me.

Ashley didn't have the means to stop it.

The heat, which occupied the cranium and was whirling around in the lungs, began to flow as if it knew where it was going.

And it was felt that the invisible but definitive "Hiragana" occurs while spinning over the chest.

"Spindle"

My father taught me the name of the "Hiroshi".

"It's" Hiro "to relate to enemies rooted in the rules of the world. It's a fragment of a miracle evoked by the human will to change something that cannot be changed."

My father said he had cut it off.

It was a voice I could not decide whether to celebrate or mourn.

"You will necessarily regret that you shouldn't have come.

Our enemies parasitize the rules of the world, monsters with their own territory.

They behave as kings in their territory, even in disgrace.

People who are not "spindle" capable in their territory are prisoners of their stories.

That's where Omae is going. "

But you can't go back when you're here.

Quiet, but strictly, my father said.

"From today on, Omae has become a" spindle "capable person. He became one who walked in the dark canal in the sun."

Then I'll tell you everything.

Knowledge, technology, every technique.

For one thing, only the mind is decided by Omae.

said my father.

That was the end of Ashley's childhood.

It took me awhile to realize that I was dreaming.

It's partly because Eunice peeking into herself was that girl's face that was going to break.

"Were you?

"You called me by my name."

Ashle was embracing Eunice with impulsive affection.

There is no hippo where reason pushes you.

I even wanted the real feeling of being there.

"I dreamed I might lose you"

"Were you afraid?

"I knew in my heart that I didn't want to lose it."

"I'm not losing anything, so I'll come back myself."

Slap a light mouth, its tail trembling with tears.

Then I was forced to pull my arm off.

Why, I think Ashley.

I immediately figured out why.

"Taking in... Was"

My men's knights were only peeking at their faces from the ruins.

Call me Solas.

The knight on the beard side, who would be in the middle of thirty, named him so with a faceless look on his back.

Solasnalas Bideau.

He is not a Saint Knight because he is not a "Spindle" capable man, but in pure combat skills, he was an expert in the Knights of the Archdiocese of Ikes, with an arm not even under his feet, such as Ashle.

It is a rare human resource capable of dealing with people without separation of age, gender or official position with a fair and gentle character.

The deputy secretary of this exploratory line - a substantial leader.

"Hey, excuse me just now. It's past the rally time."

Easily, but where I should say it, I say it. And Solas was a man equipped with the flexibility to see and use it separately from his opponents.

"It's not honorable. Let me show you everything."

"That's what the first mission is after the Holy Knight's reign. Besides, the time we shared with important humans strengthens humans. At the end of the day, your obsession with important things is where you say things. The battlefield."

Even Eunice can only blush when she is bewitched by a precious human being.

Before the overwhelming difference in life experience, Eunice, a poisonous tongue family, has no hands or feet.

"What about taking too much care of it, knight: Solas?

Shortly before this reunion ceremony, my servant said he saw a man with a beard face come out the window of a noble widow's mansion to escape.

The female knight who was walking side by side: Millet came into the conversation.

How to swing a topic that reminds me of a brilliant poke.

The place soothes at once.

Ashley turned confused and Eunice blew out as soon as Solas twitched.

"No, that's what your sister seemed to miss so much."

"I still have the love text you gave me, Migiri, a child, right?

"Are you a couple again?"

The palette mixes back in a relaxed tone, and the soothing atmosphere is applauded.

A young man who has just been made a knight, but who serves as a wisdom bag for this tracking line with his head spinning and swallowing fast.

Ashley deeply appreciated their realization that he was older.

My father told Ashley that it was the way to walk the twilight of eternal robbery.

But what a gracious way God has given us.

Ashley thought of their cooperation and renewed her determination to take on her own responsibilities.