Sanzen no Souru Supina

Human beings are born free in their hands.

The rulers who claim the kingdom are their usurpers and evils to be overthrown - they once believed in such a public adage.

Nahat recalls.

It was ten years ago.

I believed I could burn to my ideals, follow my dreams, and change the world.

I believed that a healthy future would come as long as we overthrow the rulers and distribute their privileges and assets to the people.

I also received the name Nahatwerg Parow from a family tree diagram that had been confined to my parents' attic. He told the king of time that it was the family of a knight who had his house taken over because of it. I thought it was perfect for me.

I thanked my parents for teaching my three peasant boys to read and write letters.

And took part in the revolution.

It's a big war against the Ignace royal family.

I fought as a knight of salvation. And won a difficult battle.

People who had never taken a weapon won the Regular Army.

I felt like I could change something.

But I didn't need time to realize I just felt it.

Stopping rooting for the king and his subordinates did not change the world.

Until then, the ugly power struggle of the faction comrades who have taken a concerted route.

A treasury that used to be bottomed up with war money a long time ago.

And a foolish (mundane) and irresponsible folk.

Nahat despaired of all of it.

The bloody power struggle that followed the revolution changed everything.

Nahat's feelings for the people were reversed between before and after the revolution.

From the right to education, property and freedom, it became apparent to them that they were lazy livestock in the skin of the victim, who previously thought they were victims isolated by the ruling class.

I don't learn, I don't try, I don't make sacrifices, I just argue vociferously about my rights. A bunch of cheating, smart or stupid livestock obsessed only with what's visible and what's readily available.

That was the answer Nahat got to the people.

I thought I figured out what Gashyn's laid down oppression meant.

The world remained the same and I was stunned that I had changed myself.

Still, I kept sticking to this country and belonging to a group of werewolves because I knew I still wanted to be in the middle of my dreams.

It is in this world that we should change, and that we have the power to change the world.

So when he found (Dextras) in the ancient document that was about to be thrown into the fireplace instead of burning it, and when he found the royal tomb on his own that was in that description, Nahat felt the smoke (dull) in his chest caught fire again.

A secret treasure that can only be handled by the Ignace royal mortals.

- "Dextras" and "Paragram".

When it was, when he stabbed Jijii with a duel of boredom, shouting out loudly for the resurrection of the kingdom, Nahat laughed at him for lying that he was just crazy.

But for some reason, it has always remained in my mind because Nahat knew about the princess named Armastella.

The looting of the royal palace when it fell was a precious trophy that the Nahats were able to secure before the hands of the people.

She was a child who was not old enough, but a woman who survived the war thanks to her beauty, her condition and her always initial reaction.

I didn't know if surviving was the happiest thing for her.

It was always played and planted by a bunch of guys.

The flesh remembered pleasure in order to endure the pain, and the difference between its shame and its own will flirted with, but I couldn't wait to do so.

Nahat himself was a favorite, but he got sick in about a year if he was too cute, and a passing monk said he would pick it up when discarding it or not.

He gave it to me unanimously.

I have also been somewhat influenced by the monks' talk of salvation and punishment in the post-mortem world.

At the end of the day, Nahat also remembers his daughter, who looked slit like a borough cloth.

I thought she was dead anyway, and Jizzi said she was alive.

But you wouldn't have believed it if you hadn't even met Grant's ghost in Dextrus and Paragram, and in the royal tomb.

At the end of a whirling hell, the old king stood.

Only Nahat confronted the king, as the other members of the same road ran away, or died in madness.

"What do you want," Gran's ghost said.

"Change. the power to update the world," Nahat responded.

Nahat still doesn't know the meaning of the grin that floated in Gran's mouth at that time.

The cemetery was served with enormous by-features, some of which Nahat funded.

In taking it out, Gran's ghost consented, acknowledging Nahat's deeds.

I thought they said, "Use as much as you like."

In fact, only in part, there was enough money to cover 20% of the former Revolutionary Army funds.

Threw a whole three years.

He broke through the border defensive line in the shadows of the night, using humans to gather information.

It was the years when the power of gold stained the bones.

Armastella was alive.

It was restored to amazing beauty, flesh, and brilliance.

Conveniently, Armastella would have been equipped with talent for past heritage.

Some bishop who found it was giving the Holy Relics Management Division a post.

It was a junior post but it was sufficient.

I was convinced that heaven was on my side.

I was convinced that I should be king - no, being beyond king - the embodiment of the ideal: the man who should be king (overlord).

I couldn't stop dreaming.

And he reunited with Armastella.

Of course, Alma didn't remember Nahat.

Ten years had changed the bone phase of Nahat.

Bones were thicker and meaty compared to those days when they were young.

He was storing a mustache, and Nahat had the appearance to just pass as a knight.

As the last survivor under King Ignaš's ministry, I cannot forget Alma's face when he reunited in the church in the Glades.

I felt an abusive delight in the look on her face attacked by a past that was supposed to have escaped.

Nahat chose his words carefully.

Shivering tears Alma was indeed the girl herself who was pleading for forgiveness while being laid in Nahat.

It's okay, Alma herself won't realize that her eyes will be as vain as she was relieved to repeat everything.

It's okay, Nahat hid his expression so he wouldn't understand it, and he snapped.

It can be washed away eventually, such as the filth of the Omae.

I am the man who will be the hero of salvation and make a difference in the world. Omae should just be in my place then. I'll love you. I'll love you.

But get them to work first.

Alma rode herself out of the carriage room and shouted as Nahat returned from memory and found a landmark on the other side to the royal tomb.

Stop, you say? Nahato looked at Alma's pointing tip with a strange face.

He was a knight of the Pope's Office.

It must be a woman. It was that moment where you put that on your nail fangs like a goddess intended or the deceased would play. I think I can hear the armor being stripped.

The hair on his neck turned upside down.

The chaser of the Pope's Office and a horde of deceased people. There is a whole bunch of trouble.

Besides, I am totally princess. Alma shows me the wrong spirit of self-sacrifice when I order you to storm.

That's why they're eating you.

Nahat struck his tongue, but followed Alma's instructions with 80% speed.

Remember in your hearts that the deceased will be finished soon.

Eunice Frau Padanau - Eunice is a heretic.

No one knows about it.

My family, Ashley, even my best friends from a young age.

I knew I was the only one who felt disobeyed.

But it was unforgivable.

Eunice has had the experience of falling for her best friend.

As a result, her best friend was to walk the path of glory, but Eunice doesn't know if that was her true 'twist'.

However, Eunice had a sense that she had twisted the way her best friend was going.

My best friend's name is Redamaria Cruz.

Youngest ever, and female cardinal.

Ledamaria - Leda spoke of her love for Ashley when Ashley crossed the threshold of a serious illness.

When Eunice is thirteen and Ledda is twelve. Eunice was older about six months, but Leda, a quiet and devout Ixian, was often seen as an adult.

Together with Ashley's mother, they took care of her for over a month staying in.

Immediately after this, Ashley's father, Gray, miraculously recovers thanks to the potion he gave him from the Pope, but at this time he was still in an unforeseeable situation.

"I love you. Give me that human."

Ledda's stiff voice pierced her head, blurting thanks to the fact that she had put it through with only a few hours of sleep each day. I didn't understand what they said, and Eunice asked back.

"I love you. Ashledaw."

Small, but slowly Reda reworded in a well clear voice.

Eunice could only hear the sound of the scaffolding collapse.

"Are you kidding me? You don't know if it's a man or a woman?

Why you. I'm sure Eunice's questioning included such nuances.

"Then you don't mind. Even if I tell you to love."

Ledda said, not lightly, Eunice's negative inquiry.

"That's reckless."

Eunice woke herself up with her hands on the bed where the two of us dived in.

Leda turned around. Silver hair made a sarcastic noise.

My best friend gazed and stared back at Eunice with deep emerald eyes.

Eunice knew best whether it was frivolous or not.

When reading the book, Eunice knew that her daughter, Leda, who was so quiet that she didn't even know if she was there, was its fruit, a hidden passionate.

And also being the furthest away from reckless behavior.

that she is not the kind of daughter who tells things in a mild way.

They take it, I thought without shame or outside.

Butterflies, flowers, and two girls who are often praised along with being lined up, Eunice knows. It burns to its own sun, like rough skin and Eunice's peeled eggs. The difference between its smoothness and its callousness.

I am a seal that blooms in the wild with the same flowers, and Leda is an orchid of your species that blooms in a greenhouse.

A man would know as soon as he touched it with his finger.

Differences in product and blood flow.

We know each other because we've played with each other before.

"What do you do with the priesthood, monk?

"Telling love is not the same as taking off a monk's coat. It's something else."

Definitely, Leda said.

But Eunice knew it wouldn't happen.

Nothing can happen after a man and a woman who are getting old enough to say love.

Leda was even ready for that, and no, I guess that's why she told Eunice.

If Ashley accepts you and asks you to let it all go.

And Leda gets what's too much after that.

If it is the Balaje family, a gateway to the old nobility, it is fine as the place where the present Pope's niece will be married.

Old Magest will forgive his niece for throwing herself in love.

Rather, it would even bless.

If it is to be an instrument of the Church's struggle for power, it will rather deduce you.

But Eunice doesn't.

There was a definitive difference in identity between the house and Ashle.

You can never be Ashley's wife. Concubine status is the mountain of Sekiyama.

He bit down his back teeth and killed his jaw, which was about to beep, and Eunice gave up his best friend.

I pretended.

This is what I meant when I tried to trick you.

I put it into Leda's innocence, sincerity and kindness.

Waiting for an adult if we stay this way. Magest can't help but appoint Ledda as Cardinal, and he showed us a real example of how any woman Pope's birth could be, and how many people could be saved by one of Ledda's extractions (yes, yes).

As a result, Leda remembered her confession to Ashley.

And Eunice devoted her purity to Ashley.

Leda, who became Cardinal, treats Eunice with the same attitude.

On the contrary, they thanked me.

At that time, I was there because you spoke so intimately to me. Whenever she sees Ledda smiling like that, Eunice feels the pain of being able to stick a needle up her heart.

When was the first time a woman drank wine with me?

On official business, Leda of Fluffy said, throwing herself out into Eunice's bed.

"At that time, I thought Eunice would tell me that she loved Ashley too."

Ledda said to Eunice, who instead asked what was going on.

"I was going to propose. I was wondering if I could make you a concubine. Then we both have dreams.

I don't know what the world will say, but we're best friends, okay?

The question is if that human loves both of us, and it doesn't matter which one is his wife or concubine.

Sometimes we just have to take turns, you know?

Besides, I thought it would be okay for you to be my wife's concubine. Really. "

I was young.

That's what I said. Without giving in, Reda laughed. Eunice laughed, too.

But under that smile Eunice had been beaten.

Differences in character, in the size of vessels.

Ledamaria was trying to share what she had tried to get until she tricked her best friend into getting it in exchange for her own worldly body.

No price, no fear of slander.

Was it a girl's over-thought sweet dream?

No, Leda would have done that.

Why couldn't you tell me how honest you felt then?

Eunice tore herself apart the future she might have gained.

Ledda couldn't tell me.

That he has not informed Ashley himself of Leda's feelings for Ashley.

that he himself gave everything to Ashley.

And that I really wanted to monopolize Ashley.

If, Eunice thinks.

If I had been born into the same or more bloodlines as Ledda, how the hell would I have been?

What future would you have been in?

"Borrow"

Theon takes the cloth from under Ashle's feet, which he tries to cross on the horse.

Ashle fainted lightly.

It was on the Pope's flag that Ashley was put to sleep.

It would be unforgivable if you weren't a national funeral hero.

And then, yes or no, Theon will turn it into a "Rose Absolute" roll cloth.

There was no time to stop.

Finished packaging in a familiar manner and handcuffed to a Vitrion wepon rack.

I don't know what the hell is going on, I don't know what I am.

Besides the familiar, the vitrion, who is extremely reluctant to be touched, obediently asks what Zion means.

Omae, I think Ashley.

"Sweet for beauty...... owner and uncle Desne"

When did you get rid of the tools of fortune, Izma said Yiami, turning in an unawares direction.

The sheep remain unchanged and silent.

"Yes, if you leave your things, the princess is here."

Against Zion, Isma reached out with a meltdown of fig compotes.

Zion reached out to Ashle unaware of that hand.

Reflectively Ashle helps Sion ride.

Fluffy, and I could see the lace with the skirt hem flickering deep.

"What's up?

Looking around at two of them, Ashle, upset by the sudden events, and Isma, troubled (oozing) in the midst of happiness and jealousy to bite off, Zion raised his scolding (soothing) voice.

What are you in love with?

"It's too late for sudden cancer!

Three people crossing two horsemen began to run through the wilderness.

It's like holding a bouquet of roses.

Ashley is about to be deluded by the backward scent.

This scent was shallow to Ashley because she pushed me down to get Hands of Glory back, so I decided to throw myself into the fight.

And I'm going to buy Eunice's unwanted jealousy because of the intense leftover incense that keeps her body so close.

Not as good as being pissed off, but Ashley is so weak when she cries.

Eunice's crying face is terrible when she's usually temperamental, and Ashley can't sleep because of her guilt.

"Are you thinking about people?

How can a woman be superior to this hand?

Ashley answered honestly.

"When I met Eunice again, I couldn't tell you."

I wonder how strange Ashle's degree of distress was. Theon laughed furiously.

"Oh, man, you got a sense of joke."

Ashley doesn't think about it, she puts on the mumped side.

Theon laughed a little and then apologized.

"I'm sorry.... Stinky?"

"On the contrary...... they definitely suspect cheating"

"Isn't that an unpleasant smell?

"Rather too good, trouble,"

Oh, what am I talking about?

Ashley strove hard to keep her hands shut as she creaked into the fragrance.

So I missed the turning Scion's eyes glowing in tea.

"You like that?

Uh, Theon has glued his neck to Ashle's left arm, finally.

Unexpectedly seems to mislead the reins and snakes.

It was flimsy for a moment.

So did Theon, he looks nervous when he looks at each other.

Then Theon broke his face.

"You can show her what's worth."

It's no big deal if you're going to give up your love to this extent, so is love for you.

Hehe, and Ashley accidentally laughed bitterly.

Yes, Theon said.

"Smile. Doing it in a dark mood always attracts bad results"

Ashle was impressed by the depth of the Devil's Princess's mercy this night.

It was noticed.

Calm down, they said, not words.

"Thanks"

"It's for sale. A creature, not just a human, can only be given by someone else.

So if my deeds save that, then I have been saved by someone else in the past. "

To Luggin? I didn't ask.

I couldn't forget the look that Theon gave me on that hill.

"I want you to try to drive safely. Damn, absolutely, snuggling when riding."

Isma said while walking side by side. My eyes are running blood. Maybe he was crying. The sheep showed terrible speed.

Let's combine the two holy relics: "Rose Absolute" and "Hands of Glory" and the full weight of Scion to estimate it at sixty guillos.

Even if that is now being applied as a new load, it cannot be just sheep, such as following the legs of Vitrion, the racehorse's blood muscle.

Praise me for that,

"Leg Sheep (Moomoo)"

and for some reason Isma bragged about her chest.

The rider is not good, but Zion whispered.

"That body hair is a dream. Wonderful."

Ashle was surprised to discover herself sometime laughing at nature.

I was able to believe Eunice was safe.

"Why are you on the same path?"

Ashley asked Zion, keeping the horse ill.

When I lean on my ears, I naturally feel like I'm exchanging good words (diapers by diapers). Isma's gaze seemed to sting.

"Things weren't just like that."

So there's nothing to worry about, Theon said.

When Ashley is looking unconvinced,

"I told you I shared the pain with one of the overloads"

And I have a response.

So Ashley made a point.

Why was Rose Absolute turning into a bush?

But the line that followed gave Ashle further mystery and shock.

"He, Gran and I have a cause. … and responsibility."

Isma issued a warning when Ashle barely picked up a line that was likely to be exposed to the wind.

"Princess, not if you're snuggling."

"Yisha, stay with me."

"It's suspicious where it gets mucky."

"Well, I'll snuggle with you"

Theon buried his head in Ashle's neck.

Close your eyes and give a provocative look.

I want to believe it's a zesty against Isma. It's an ashle.

As he saw how it was, he blew up a voiceless pneumonia and Isma pointed west.

Loosen up, barking.

"No, no! Isn't that on fire? No, I don't mind, hey, isma wise. Whether it's a human village or a town to burn, kanka-nah."

Seeing the direction Isma pointed, who seems to be living a world full of betrayal, the flames were indeed rising. Burning like a pine light in a dripping black cloud must be home.

I saw the swarmed deceased. Fire is spinning on the walls that combine the trees.

Ashle stopped the horse. It was a branch road.

"What do you want to do? Holy Knight (Paladin)?

Recommend pretending you didn't see it izumatically. The rescue of Eunice is important.

Isma said so recently.

"Sometimes being ruthless is one of the good king's conditions, Des Yones"

In that regard, Izma lifts herself up with a logic that she is not sure is Campecki.

Rip, and Ashley's teeth rang.

The crying sound of the wind sounded like a scream.

"What Isma says makes sense. But there are also unlimited nations whose heartless kings have perished. No one knows what's best."

Relaxed, Theon said as he narrowed his eyes. It's more than just holding the reins, it's just that you decide.

Ashle closed her eyes for a moment and then ran out of words.

"Help."

Humans can only give to someone what they have been given. You were, weren't you? Ashle said toward Zion.

"I can't believe a human being who abandons his life here can help someone"

Contrary to the harshness of the words that followed, Theon looked up at Ashle with a radiant look.

We won't be able to make it.

"Let's make it"

To Ashley, who said it all, but why, the look on Zion's face clouded most of the time.

I wonder why you have such an indefinite look, Ashley thinks.

It wasn't until later that Ashley realized that the words she had conveyed had changed the fate of Ashley and Eunice, and that so was Zion.

But in the next moment, Theon retreats that dark cloud from his expression and becomes his face as the Princess of the Devil on a calm and sedentary night.

"Drop your weapons. Isma, vacate your seat."

Theon informed him that he would move the ride while he quickly unloaded the "Rose Absolute".

"Yah, finally, the princess's breasts are tightly ridden. Unripe kanji is good kanji."

"Be careful not to hit it. It's a slippery poison to the outside, this blade."

The blade wrapped around his neck blurred, and Isma sipped.

"What's the most dangerous thing about a brawl?

"Mi, with the blade of Micah and the sword."

"I wish I knew. Then... how do you know my breasts are immature?

"No, it's, uh, hopeful, observant that I want it to be,"

Dreams? He seemed like a man whose own stunt of digging a grave would make him roar.

"Ashley, compared to the people you thought of later, would you look at that?

To stir up Isma's impatience, Theon made a drastic offer.

I put my hand on my chest wrapped in black and laughed prankily, though I think the snail is good.

You mustn't, princess like that, Shion's fist fell armored by the brain-weather of the twitching Isma.

"How about your nappy?"

Ashley laughed.

They don't have any extra power anywhere to say that they're going to be interacting risking their lives.

The brave warrior who has dived through the dead land many times, I feel the strength of his heart and guts have been shown in various ways.

"Then I'll be the vanguard. Run through the enemy formation. Backpack."

"I'll take care of it. Look, Isma, don't be frightened and change course. Front assault."

"Hi, hi, good."

Ashle kicked the belly of her beloved horse as she heard a scream behind her, not sure if it was joy or fear.

Lower the face of the helmet (Membo).

It was the beginning of the knight's work.