Sanzen no Souru Supina

Isma, who was struck by a deadly spot in a way, made sure Norman dragged her away.

Difficulties have left.

Good.

and made a heavy noise, and the door closed.

IRIS locks and builds a severe barricade with chairs and tables.

Then I sat down on Ashley's bed.

"Honestly, rude humans."

Ashley accidentally blew it out because she was adorable to say so suddenly as to deceive something.

If you've entered someone else's room without permission, and it's also been diving into the bed instead of the room, it's because Elise herself was the pioneer and the main culprit.

Even she knew exactly what Ashley meant by laughing.

Turning his back on Ashle, who was still half-waked, the nursing clothes Iris stiff.

To that appearance, Ashley overlaid the two women.

The resemblance belongs to the princess of the kingdom of Ignache, who was unmistakably annihilated...... no, the former colleague/Holy Relics Management Division boasted of her talent - Armastella's.

The fact that men and women meet alone in the Chamber was a natural public thought to have a physical relationship, and Alma and Ashley were among those who spoke intimately in the private room with a colorful passion.

He understood Ashley's interest as an archaeologist who admired much more ancient times and was the only friend he could discuss with the same gaze.

But there was a shadow of a loved one in the trick, without any help.

The back nagging at the beard was nothing more than Eunice Flaw —— Eunice's -- that day, when he jumped into Ashle's chest ready to break the overly harsh class difference, the relationship of his subordinates, and throw everything at him.

The love I want to embrace right now is causing Ashley.

Alma and Eunice.

Caught up in the crossroads of fate, choosing fusion and consequent survival, two women.

Ashle remembered that at the bottom of that Ignache Naruto, in the heart of a giant sacred relic: the 'Paragram', she exposed them to cruel words.

'Why didn't you let him die? While she's still a human.'

It was unconscious impeachment.

It was an emotional accusation, coming from disgust, to survive using the business of the human miracle (Hisaki).

That was Ashle's arrogance (yum) that he was unconditionally allowed to be a human, to stay as a human - I can see now that it was thoughtful.

When I now reunited so close to Iris as a result of the fusion between the two, what came to Ashley's chest was the opposite of what it was then, similar to gratitude.

I'm glad you're alive.

Blurry, and tears spilled.

Eunice laughs at me when I look like a girl.

Alma makes me think of him as a weak boy.

And yet I couldn't stop crying.

Hypocrisy or deception, nevertheless, Ashley was pleased to have her here now.

Iris, looking back, panicked at Ashley's condition.

"Somewhere, somewhere, it hurts."

Taken by Ashley, Ashley returns with a crying look to the seriously worried Illis.

"It hurts."

"Where, where?

"My heart, my heart hurts. It's proof you're still alive."

Saying, Ashley tried to stand out of bed.

I said this, thinking it would just confuse Iris, who doesn't remember that case.

"I'm glad you're safe. I'm glad you're alive."

Iris' cheeks stained Zhu on a dumb Ashley line.

Iris tries to support the stubborn ashle of footsteps with devotion.

Ashley was frightened, but Iris did not let himself go.

"I'm supposed to smell sweat...... I... wonder how many days I've been sleeping"

"It's the fourth morning now. Paladin: Balaje. After I was boarded up, I fell asleep so quickly, I stayed put."

"Name —— in Ashley"

When I looked him in the eye up close and said so, Ilis rehearsed it with a pendulum.

"Yes, Mr. Ashley"

"Sayings, none. Did I say this before?

Heh heh, and Illis laughs.

Ashle was dizzy (dizzy) at the clean scent of soap rising from Illis.

Moments, gulps, and floors twisted.

Oh, it was late when I thought.

Ashley falls ill and the stuck Illis falls in.

Although he's smaller as a man, Ashle weighs sixty guillos.

Weight difference with Illis is more than ten giros when you do poorly.

It's not something I can support very much.

Instantly Ashle twists herself.

I tried to control the direction of falling in.

I wanted to go down there myself if I could, but it didn't work.

The two fell into bed.

Ashley was taken by something soft and warm.

The same was true of the fur of the leg sheep (Moomu), the ride of Isma, but the softness with which Ashle was now stopped had something that the leg sheep did not have.

sensual sweetness if you dare to put that into words, or even --.

It didn't take that long to realize that it was the valley of the breasts of Illis.

I got up in a hurry, tried to apologize, failed.

I couldn't leave.

Ashley was once again caught in that deep gorge.

Because Illis was holding Ashley's head back.

How long would I have done that?

For more than a few dozen seconds, they held each other silently.

I heard the tide and the seabirds.

Then a heartbeat that strikes like an early bell.

Iris loosened his arm because Ashle tapped it.

Suffocate.

"Oh, sorry."

"Oh, my God, my God."

Supported by Illis and with his hands on the wall, Ashle tried to crawl and left the cabin.

He offered private rooms for senior officers, including Norman, and the Knights of Catel Hospital.

The Epolar.

If you believe Norman's words, it will mean the fastest ship in the Western world.

It's a fast ship with bunk and triple masts.

A day after Ignache's lord, the former Grand Duke and Coming King: a fierce battle with Gran, the Ashles bid farewell to the tomb guards of Igo Village and set sail for Catel Hospital Knights territory: the eastern end of the Farouche Sea, the island of Catel.

Holy Relics: Knowing who "Dextrus" is, flesh-compelled by the thoughts of the Pope's Office, which murdered (blubber) his father, and fighting against the haters of humanity, which have been considered abominable, such as Zion and Isma, Ashle was undoubtedly in a position to be pursued by the Inquisitor as a heretic.

Norman was giving me an escape route with a snail that preceded it.

Archbishop of the Greater sect that binds the Knights of Catel Hospital: by the prophecy of Dashkamarie Yajes.

As soon as Ashley finished boarding in, she fell.

Running restlessly and fighting all at once.

I'm glad after I dropped the war dust (Sejin) at the Spirit Springs in Igo Village.

My whole body ached so much that I almost screamed every time I proceeded to walk.

Bruising and nausea, severe muscle pain. My whole body was damaged so much that it was impossible to count small cuts, abrasions, etc.

Ashley fought through the last Grand Battle naked in her upper body.

Fine blade spills were scattered and a high fever particle splash had severe burns.

"Is it the dining room?

"Just now, I need to sweat, get familiar, get ready. And as a gentleman,"

"I'll help you"

Epolar —— Behind the horrible name of "(Shachi), the Knights of Catel Hospital's proud fast ship also had a full range of features as a hospital ship.

"I don't know, I've used so much genuine water. Precious on ships, then."

I couldn't help it. Because in the devastated Ignace we had to go to great lengths to get real water.

Iris answered that question of Ashley.

"I was surprised, too, that I had this ship, two large distillers (Arambic), one of which could make real water out of sea water."

Wow, Ashley looked greatly surprised, but the truth is, that's not much of an exaggerated reaction.

Distillers were often a legacy of the past held only by the monasteries of Ixism in the Western world.

This equipment, capable of obtaining high concentrations of alcohol, was sometimes a decisive deterrent to the epidemic and spread of many plagues, as well as an essential instrument for the extraction of prescription (richetta) outdoor spiritual drugs (elixirs) to be formulated at each monastic gate.

The general public didn't even know it existed, it was a hidden device.

That was the only medical level and financial lubrication held by the Knights of Catel Hospital, such as mounting it on a ship.

The water was used for running water.

Sit in a large barrel and wash your whole body with water thrown in with herbs.

This is what it's like to be alive.

Of course, there was another reason why Ashley raised her voice.

Because the soft hand washing Ashle's body belonged to Illis.

Even though my muscle aches were too severe to wash in front of me, I was in a nervous situation.

There is the beauty of Illis so close to breathing.

There was also an earlier incident of bedtime remarks.

We were waking up with delicate problems that we couldn't possibly ask each other.

Ashley describes the contents of Iris' dream as whether Iris had not been heard by Ashley in her bedtime speech, which is its exposition.

If I hadn't spoken at all, I would have had a strange vibe.

"I was just, um... sorry. I still can't move my body well."

"Why, at all, I'm the one who... hugged me"

At all, at all, because I didn't hate it.

Pompous, and Iris snapped, and Ashley was still unaware that she had misshaken the direction of the topic.

Hahaha, and an unnatural laugh leaks out of their mouths like an idiot.

A lot of things were round out.

"More than that, I hope Ashley wasn't uncomfortable.... were you not feeling well?"

"I can't believe it's bad. Wow, that was great, yeah."

Once he had compiled (heh) a fool's heirloom book, in it, Iris dyed his cheeks to Ashle's reactions, which seemed like he could keep a pretty good position.

Then I smashed my ears in. This one too, fool. Honestly.

"We look forward to using you again"

Quickly, Ashle's hand was about to slip as she was shaving her mustache.

Isma waited in the cafeteria for officers who sometimes held military discussions during the war.

"Oh, that's refreshing, little hero!

I've been swallowing since midday.

Wine on ale, that's pretty good too.

"Nah, he said you can eat and drink as much as you like. They come out one after the other. Awesome chubby. Oh, Catel Island is also famous for its wine? Wow."

All the boys and girls who are in charge of supplying me are in the role of obedient knighthood, that is, fighting as an accompanying (Ayhan) infantry of the cavalry in times of war.

Catel hospital knights never discriminate between men and women.

Whether it's a woman if you return the back, if you volunteer, you need to get to a position where you hold a weapon.

Ways of getting boys and girls aboard as crossbowmen, or nurses, before they reach adulthood to deepen their experience and insight have also been adopted in the leaderships of the Musette Alliance of Commercial Cities State: Deedyards.

Ashley thinks it's a forward-looking cultivation method.

"Ashley first, this way. It's my first meal in three days, so yes, pea potage."

A spoonful of beautiful green liquid was brought to the mouth.

The scent of beans, butter and blue olive oil tickles the nasal cavity, making my stomach groan, ringing.

Go ahead, Ashley hesitated to put her mouth on it.

Because there was nothing to it, and a lousy gaze looked at them both.

An indescribable nianya enters the edge of his eyes.

I don't care, it was Isma.

Yet, yes, Iris rushed me.

There is another reason for hesitation.

Iris put a spoonful on his lips to see if it wasn't hot.

I don't hate that...... as a man I'd rather have a reward surprise (?), but the stimulus is too tight in a crowd environment situation.

Izma had called in the boys and girls at the service to incite (oh).

You can do whatever you want because you don't have a brake called Scion.

Keep it up, and Ashley ate it with her eyes closed.

I thought there was no way I could tell the taste, but it was impressively tasty.

"Handmade by Iris? Do it, uh-oh, this, seriously."

Isma, who ate the same thing, feels that way.

"For everyone, it's an easy Richetta you can do right away,"

"Something hidden in there?

"No, nothing. Back it up, watch the fires go down, that's about it.

Salt is at the end, just before olive oil. Not at all the first time. Salt air is strictly forbidden even when boiling beans.

This is the same when using vegetables, fish, meat. Always with real water.

Oh, you can't just boil fish out of cold water, can you? Put it in the laxatives. I do this to every mamma, "

You just need to bring out the good ingredients and then add flavor.

"I definitely don't think that's all. Narcotically. Uh-huh. Something about it, because you're putting in girly affection or something, huh? Like juice."

"And the juice, why the hell is that?"

I can't say that Isma made a funny Cena.

"'Cause the guy who's eating Ashley, if you don't say so, you mean Iris' saliva flavor."

"So, hey, flabber????

"'Cause I'm spooning now, chuh, and I was. Guys, I've been watching."

I watched Ashley and the boys and girls interact, even as the squire's boys and girls fell asleep.

I get reinforcements about the year intrigued by the opposite sex, and I don't know that Izma's Ikenai sleeping words will stay.

Iris turned bright red and put the teaspoon back on the soup dish.

Ashle immediately took it away and ate it herself.

Regardless of Izma's subordinate modification, I fully agreed that it was drug good.

"Please replace me."

Yes, I just stayed, and I stood blushing and watched as Iris backed off to the kitchen, leaving the servants alone, and Ashle was remembering Eunice again.

The caretaker part of Illis looked just like Eunice's trick.

Chikuri, and the back of my chest hurt.

"You're healthy, you're cute. Don't take it seriously. Of course, it's fine for you to take it. Don't let the rest go."

Izma casually says.

Returning his gaze, Isma was also following Iris with her gaze.

"Maybe the princess Almastella was holding back in that overwhelming life —— she really liked someone —— and the love she wanted to hit on that human being was Eunice's" soul "… if there was such a thing in humans… it would be unleashed by fusing with it and revealing it as such an action per body"

Ashley became hiccups because she accidentally heard a decent statement from Isma who was awake.

"It's sloppy, it's unusual"

"What does that mean? I'm swallowing, this, the third one."

Oh, really, Ashley thought.

A silver goblet is placed in front of the eye, and a fragrant red wine is poured into the air.

"Oh, my God, Ashley. And then, welcome back."

Isma was laughing with a look without a back table.

Along with that pitch-black night, I realized that I had dived through the blades and fought through them, and that I had barely even raised my cup.

This is a belated victory celebration, a launch. Isma has been waiting for me.

You must have missed it, Norman's feeling passed the back of his brain.

My eyes accidentally moistened.

"I'll have it."

Ashle also replied with a smile.

A modest bump of goblets toasted each other.

Perhaps you can't let me go home until I get drunk, with the notion.