Sanzen no Souru Supina

Ashle walked down a dim passage swinging in response to the waves.

A lamp shaded in bronze is suspended, illuminating the passage to an extent of regret.

I can't stop the heartbeat.

The private room for the guest of honor (Kihin) was Shion's room.

The consideration that the woman, which is also the daughter of the Grand Duke - no, the princess of the Night Devil in one way or another - gave Zion credit for a sailing cabin (cabin) one step higher than the Ashlets.

Zion wanted to be treated similarly to the Ashlets, but even if it is the sects that are different, Ixism is an organization that has already fought a party of night demons for more than a thousand years, both dark and clear.

No matter how the Knights of Catel Hospital were an elite group with progressive ideas, it did not change that they were a militant Knights of Religion, and the primary doctrine of the Knights of Religion was to protect their fellow citizens from pagan and heterogeneous threats.

Norman convinced Theon that humans were creatures who couldn't separate knowledge from emotion.

Well, Theon was convinced that Norman's instructions were honest.

And it came to pass, that Isma tried to go on later, that he was bored again, and yet Ashley fell down.

So I haven't visited Theon's room in four days, and I've only come to the door, to be exact.

The ship ascended the stairs and knocked on the knockers in the VIP (Kihin) room directly below the captain's office.

The knockers made of brass (Shinchu) are sculpted with circular crosses and marlions, the crest of the Knights of Catel Hospital.

The material of the door was also suitable for guests (Kihin), and the sound protection and insulation were unparalleled from the outside.

I didn't hear back.

Ashle palpitated and slapped the knocker again.

A little stronger than earlier.

But I'm not responding.

Is he not there, or is something wrong?

Finally, I was worried, it was then.

The door opened in disgrace.

The pitch-black hair, which was usually put together on the top of his head, was lowered.

Terribly heavy —— probably for men, of the kings of the great powers —— no crown either.

Because of this, the strength of Scion is softened and the feminine kindness is emphasized.

Deep purple eyes swayed, as if it were a lamp lamp that swayed as the gentle waves moved.

I was confused by unexpected visitors.

"... sorry, without even sending a letter of visit"

In this era, it was common sense in the aristocratic class for men to visit women by first informing them of their intention and date and time by letter, and to make a visit.

You got in the way.

Ashley laughed small, adding that it was fine if she was safe.

Then I tried to leave the door as it was.

Drag the painful body.

As soon as I got there, they took my hand.

Zion's small, soft finger grips Ashle's left hand

I was drawn straight into the room.

I was advised to sit silently.

Honestly, I appreciated it.

Drunkenness and physical stiffness were the limits.

This morning's piss was just like red wine.

That's the color because red blood cells crumble and drain in the blood vessels in intense combat.

Probably like this for a few more days.

It would take a month to demodulate completely.

The human body that fought the full battle will not recover for ten days or there.

Ashle also knew that using too many precious stones (gems) or psychotropic drugs (elixirs) would have terrible side effects.

"Sorry, at this late hour, all of a sudden"

"Good, but if I hadn't come, I would have visited you."

When I saw it, the bed was thrown out with a jacket that emitted a maggot-colored glow.

A goblet is placed in front of you. Poured with or without mention.

No, the alcohol is already, hey, when Ashley says,

"Don't worry. It's just water."

I was told to be seen through.

"You smell terrible. How much did you swallow?"

"No, rather than swallowed, it was drunk, I should say. Something went wrong around the place where a variety of herbs were soaked in eau de vie."

"Deep alcohol can be life-threatening when your guts and blood vessels are exhausted."

"If you think it's a victory celebration, you can't say no. Food and alcohol are delicious."

"Oh, my God, when you die, that's what's gonna happen."

"What?"

"I can't say no, it is. You idiot."

Is it kind of angry, says Ashle, cursing Sion's complexion?

[incomprehensible]

Place the contents of the cup in a deceptive manner.

The water flavored with fruit juice tastes good to stain the body.

"Good. Can I get another drink?

"Pour it on your own. You can drink every drop of water."

That's just too inappropriate.

Ashley failed to pour it herself.

My hands trembled and I spilled a lot of it.

I'm sorry, Theon apologized for getting played.

"? Why? I'm the one who failed."

"I did something mean. Oh, my God, my body hasn't healed."

Ashle recognised once again that no matter how angry and outwardly armored he was, the essence of Zion, the depth of mercy, could be deceived.

I felt like the back of my chest was filled with warm light.

"That's creepy."

"What's wrong?

"That's the laugh. You're healed-- you look like that."

Wiping the tabletop and watching Scion pour me water once again, Ashle thought, you're right.

"That's delicious. This water is clean, even though it's already four days away from land. It would have been difficult to procure in Ignace."

"As you may already know, it's the sea water through the distiller. I can't drink it as it is, so I poured a hint of rock salt into the lemon and lime."

"Bad?"

"It tastes barren, right? In a nutshell."

I see, and Ashle nodded, urging a change. I'm thirsty if I do.

Hmm, and Theon poured water on Ashley, even as he was frightened.

Ashley drank it up about half again, too, and then, she said something she'd always cared about.

"Theon... can I ask you something?"

Good, and Sion said as he peeked into the water and stood up to pour more.

"I'm so cute with those clothes...... not a little too defenseless...... is it?

Ashle nearly blew out, following Scion with her eyes, who stood up to add water to the bottom watermark as she said.

Costumes like night club clothes, which were hidden because of their falling hair, but boldly opened their backs, are also terribly short in length and almost visible the blinding leg lines of Scion.

Raw feet. On the contrary, there is no room for eyes because of the side slits.

It's not defenseless. I didn't know until I got up.

Pass the cute, it's too much.

I'm just asking you to break my hand.

Nah, nah, and Zion raised his elusive voice and threw out the water, weaving his gown.

from between his fingers that panicked, but without turning a blind eye, Ashley remembered the opening conversation and was even more upset.

I was going to visit you from here, Theon said.

The jacket on the bed would be because I took it off at Ashle's visit.

Ashley visited just before she left.

That is.

"Were you going to come to me in that outfit?

I didn't ask. When I asked, Kills, because an aura like that was rising from the back of the Devil's Princess at night.

Don, and a grumpy round put the water away.

"Damn, I was a fool for believing even a little in what that jerk said..."

I wonder if someone tricked me or if Zion is unusual and evil.

Who? What? and Ashle tilted her neck.

Isma?

"In the custom of the fatalists (mortal), when visiting a man's room from a woman, it is also at night, in a chamber. This kind of outfit is authentic... and it's polite."

Dyed Zhu to his ear, Theon said.

Put a clench on your knees while you're nagging.

"Rather than visiting... it's a special attack... sole"

Prepare for jade crushing. Ashle scratched her jaw (chin), pounding.

"More than that, it's amazing how you had someone who could fool Theon"

"He sucks."

Ashley has never heard Theon speak of a human being so badly.

It's not that long of a stick-up, but it's the first dramatic hike I can't think of from my regular girlfriend.

"... could it be... what's a jerk, Dad?

"That's right. Scarbelli Lufto Berioni Geiserlon. The Grand Duke of the Night Devil."

You say it in a logical tone, like a doctor, with a twitchy face, so damn it, I should have suspected it.

Theon roared in the face like a mean puppy.

Ashle laughed bitterly as she saw the unexpected side of Scarbelli, the Night Devil, the enemy of mankind, and one of its true ancestors, that the world had a variety of parent-child snails.

"I've been tricked by my father."

Shion's shoulder, which turned bright red and was nagging, tingled and moved.

"When I was little, I was sick and weak, and sometimes it's a custom in noble houses to raise boys as girls to deceive the devil. I was alone, all the more so."

Theon raised his face. He was clearly an intrigued face.

When you can make someone laugh at your failures and shame, that's proof that you've grown up, my father said.

I don't feel like talking aggressively, but I felt I could do it to cheer up Zion.

"One day, they told me they were going to test Omae's courtesy and application, and they made me look as cool as I wanted, and they took me to some mansion.

They gave me elaborate settings and scripts. He told me to fake my identity and gender at a night club there and act like a lady.

He was my father, so I did it desperately. I thought it was some kind of test. Burton was disguised as something to do with my treat.

I thought you were being watched. "

- It was tough. Application for dance from next to next. Proposed from more than ten people I'll give you. I'm a man, I'm only ten years old - and I'm about to be taken to my bedroom.

"After a while, Dad, I'm in a good mood to come out of my wife. This one's getting away with it. It's been a long time. I could have bought one of the old books on the way home, but definitely, I was making money on the bet now that I think about it. What Burton and I were laughing at."

Theon, who had a difficult face until then, laughed, heh. I can't stand it.

"That's a terrible story, isn't it?

But Ashley doesn't know.

That day, while Ashley was getting the attention of the field, in that context, underground, an ongoing incident. Father as the Holy Knight: Work of Gray.

But I'm glad.

Behind stories told as funny stories are dark channels (Akiko) that are often not allowed to be told.

Thank you, Theon thanked. The stubbornness that was stuck on my shoulder is disappearing.

Do you need more water?

"Drink any more and you'll look like a fountain lion."

"Then do you want it to be fruit? Apples, oranges. Although Anz is a dry thing."

"Apples, I guess."

Um, and Zion nodded, and took two out of the fruit bowl.

Look, they put it on the table.

"Mm, aren't you gonna peel it?

"Ri, apples are nutritious on the skin."

Mm, if you want to peel it, you can peel it, really. Theon insisted, and Ashle laughed.

Remember the Holy Sword, the specialty of Zion: "Rose Absolute".

I took into account the pride of the Princess of the Night Devil.

"Let's break it in half"

The small, stiff, bodied apple easily cracked even with the current grip of Ashle.

Warrior class grip is awesome. Without a "spindle," even the current painful flesh can be easily crushed with one hand if it's about an apple.

Otherwise I can't shake a sword or anything.

Yes, and when I handed it to him, Theon laughed happily.

"So... what do you mean, come?

After finishing the apple, it was Zion who asked.

Yeah, and Ashley nods.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay —— this is done now. The other thing is in the morning, you know, in bed —— I'm really curious."

Could it be that you're visiting me?

Ashley asked calmly as she served.

That's a sharp one, Theon said as he stroked the other apple left on the table with his finger as impressed.

"First...... I want to apologize. I'm sorry. Sneak into the bed unauthorized and imitate the likeness of one another. That's why I violated my privacy."

Around the first time I apologized, I learned how well Zion grew up.

That's okay, Ashley urges me to talk.

More than that, I wanted to know why and how that happened.

I wanted to know what was happening to Theon.

"... I don't really know what's going on with me, either."

Ashley understood that she was out of control, Theon said.

"Remember when Hilary... dived into your nostalgia?

Of course, Ashley nodded.

"I was surprised, but it turned out to be helpful. Isma seemed... a little sore though"

Said Ashley after looking at the water drain on the table.

Even if I recall, masculinily, it is a blow with much room for sympathy.

"It doesn't matter, like that male function"

Saying something sarcastic, Theon glanced and raised his eyebrows.

"First of all, thank you, more recently Hilari has not listened to me. I'm not saying at all... you know, unauthorized, in that room, disturbing, or diving in."

"I wonder if they missed me. Speaking of which, I took care of you when you were at Gran. I have to thank you."

"Good, thank you, etc. If you feel benevolent to the bat, then you won't be able to lift your head to that sheep."

I don't like that, Ashley laughed.

"So, yeah. Because he was my user demon, I thought I would call him back... but I realized that I was the one who slept there instead. —— See, I don't know why?

While asleep, I suppose I unconsciously used Shadow Crossing.

Scion guessed. Indeed, that room remained locked.

Unless it's Isma, only the captain has the key.

It's more of a secret room than an indoor human holding a key.

"You served as an anchor for Hilari to fix the coordinates. It's exactly what it was when Gran."

"Unconsciously" Shadow Crossing "? It's dangerous."

"I'm relieved. Failure in metastatic moves leads to deadly ruin. By mistake, it often disappears (Lost). Worst case scenario, it created an anomaly in the space... and one city disappeared. It's like a giant rock bed has been ripped apart."

"Let's hit him right in the hand"

I don't want to do that, but Theon said.

[]/(exp, adj-i) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

"You know something." on the cause of the Shadow Crossing outbreak. "

Don't miss the slight signs emanating from Zion's body, Ashley said.

A less observant warrior dies first on the battlefield.

Surviving the battlefield is more observation than spear arms, and more luck than anything else.

Ugh, yeah, and Scion nodded vaguely.

"Is it hard for me to talk about?

Speaking for himself, Ashley noticed. Well, the words leaked.

"It's a dream. You're being caught in a dream, right?

Koku, and Shion nodded small.

The gaze you were looking straight at Ashley until earlier is falling back again.

"If it's hard to talk to me, should I call Isma? He is an expert when it comes to" dreams ”. Because it's like living in a dream. Norman is fine if it's pathological. He's a priest, so he should be trained as a listening monk. Yes,"

"Then no..."

"If you're anxious to talk to the opposite sex, you might want to have Illis present. Besides,"

"Then no..."

"In the meantime, let's secure Hilary. This hand thing... I knew it, Isma"

"Never!

Theon shouted in loud voice.

Wow, and Ashley almost fell behind every chair.

Well, what was it all about?

"No one else should be consulted. It's not even coming from your mouth. This must be kept a secret between you and me. Absolutely no need to go out the door, it's a covert backstroke!

Sion said, not knowing how much to turn around.

It was a great sword screen.

There are large tears accumulating at the edge of my bloody running eyes.

Obviously, it was important.

"In the meantime, let's calm down"

I wanted tea, but unfortunately there's no furnace here.

The Captain's office comes with a dedicated dining room, so you should be able to make about a snack, but it wasn't here.

The two drank water.

"Can I open the wine?"

I guess that means you can't do it if you swallow.

I understand, Ashley agreed. There are cases like that.

It was a white wine with a strong barrel color.

Ashley was surprised by the transparency.

As much as the Knights of Catel Hospital will prepare, it would be native to Catel Island.

Incredible technology.

I suppose that means to Ashley, too, hang on. The glass came with two legs.

"No, if you sink again, you may not be able to return."

"You can just snail"

Well, here's to that.

Theon has made me touch the wine glass.

Normally, noble classes do not let each other touch their dishes or cups.

And wine was basically an aristocratic drink.

At the back of the courtesy of table manners, there was probably also a hygienic aspect of defense against plagues and infections.

So letting each other's glasses touch each other meant as much intimacy as exchanging mouths in these days.

I couldn't leave that cup without even putting my mouth on it.

"From what I've heard, I need your help. I won't allow you to lose your leg."

Said Theon, turning away and blurting.

"I'm going to do better than that. Zion has asked me to save his life twice. I'll do whatever it takes."

Just for a moment, Ashle didn't miss that Sion's lips happily snagged a grin.

But it also quickly hides behind the iron skin.

"Well, what can I do to help? I don't know what I can do."

Ashle put her arms around the tabletop and looked at Zion.

Theon had been on patrol for a while.

Stare at the water surface of the wine that swings as the waves move.

Then he exhaled long enough to put a stomp on it, and said, pounding.

I want you to listen to me.

It's cheap.

"And I want you to let me get my mind sorted out"

"Okay. I hear your troubles. Help organize your mind. Future Forever, even my own wife and children don't talk about this. I swear."

As a knight.

Ashley's oath brightened Zion's expression.

That was proof that the Devil's Princess had been quite caught up in a place with no allies this night.

"We have to talk about the premise before you can listen to us. It's about the difference between a human and a night demon."

"Besides the lifespan, the flow of time,"

"Yeah. Our racial traits, that's the one. Remember I told you before that the food of our Night Demon clan is a human“ dream ”?

"It doesn't have to be blood, you said. Great wines, refined local beers, a loving mother's meal, and a precious“ dream ”from something like that."

"Drinking blood is the quickest, most efficient - and then there's simply a demonstration for wanting to boast (koji) that the Night Devil is a superior species to humans. The hunting side will tell you which, I suppose. That's bullshit."

"Tell me when you have my blood."

"Idiot. But besides food, there's a reason to want our dreams."

You see, Theon watered Ashley.

Ashley took a piece of wine and included it.

"You night demons can't forget your memories. It's also a series of faces with pain that I wish it was just a good thing, but there's nothing I can do about living. I can't forget that twirl forever. And your lives are eternal."

Scion's eyes rocked violently across the glass.

Ashley continued. Get certainty in your reasoning.

"So you soften your heartache with the“ dreams ”of others. Otherwise, you're gonna break my heart.

Let man have a day in his life when he needs enough booze to get drunk. "

Did I tell you about it? No, you don't. That's it... Alone, that's all you thought about. "

"In the village of Igo, you talked about Gran's past, it seemed very hard. It's like I'm experiencing the same vibrancy of every single thing I can do that day. So I figured it out."

Theon cried silently. Well, good, he whispered.

It's Satoshi.

"The Holy Knight does not serve at the dumb end. This is all the more so if you are assigned to the Holy Relics Management Division. You destroy the legacy of a precious past without even realizing it."

"Plus, there's kindness in that."

"You know, like a girl, they often laugh at you?

"I apologize for treating you like a child that day. That's a fine grown man."

"What the hell, I'm so happy to have Theon or Isma admit it"

You lifted it, Sion laughs.

He seemed so relaxed.

"Then I'll tell you more about the Night Devil.

Indeed, we are prisoners of memory. If you rely on "dreams," it's hard to keep your mind calm.

But we don't just get flirted with. You've always been caught in the past. "

In other words, you can have some control over whether or not you experience chasing the past. Ashle inquired with her eyes.

"Ruri. Consider yourself an adult with that control. That's the Night Devil."

Sion opened his cup at four or six o'clock, saying that he was not drowning in sorrow or in the glory of the past.

Ashley pours wine. Most of it worked.

"However, there is a great deal of unevenness in my personal experience. Anger, sadness, resentment, joy. There are individual differences in which areas of memory are better controlled. You're just like a human being."

Of course, I, the direct line of my true ancestors, am also strong in its power...

"Whatever, just this time, it's good luck"

"I mean, you can't control your memory?

Yeah, and Scion nodded.

"That's why Spindle runs wild, causing dangerous moves to explode."

I see, and Ashley approached, urging ahead.

"What direction are you in? You know, memories that get you in trouble."

"There's a bias in what you're good at, so much so that you can make it, that humans and night demons don't change."

"Huh?"

Theon dyed his cheeks and looked at Ashley.

So I finally figured it out. The content of the consultation that only Ashley can discuss.

Uh, yeah, and Ashley groaned.

I held my head like an idiot and held myself to the left and right.

Think about it, it's easy.

How can the princess of the devil, who has survived hundreds of years ago, suffer without being able to successfully process his memory?

I don't know what that is. Who caused it?

"Me ——"

I should have raised the same groan this morning. Maybe I'm really retarded. Ashley was badly shocked.

"It's my fault."

When Ashley that day was addicted to people's irresponsible "twist," Theon took it all on me to help Ashley.

Ashley, who was flirted with by the "twist" she was shot into, and became like a beast by hand, gave herself - purity.

"It's not Ashley's fault"

Damn, and Theon's finger captures Ashle's that.

Ashley trembled. I felt Zion's fingertips as the current ran.

"It's my responsibility to talk about Gran. It is my responsibility to do that. So it's a mistake to be sick of that."

But my trembling voice hurt.

"I can't forget about that day"

Somehow, I tried to put a stomp on it. But I can't.

Theon cried. My lips were trembling. Ashle thought of Scion's heartbreak.

"Naturally. I did something terrible to you."

Ashle bit her lips off to the point of bleeding.

No, Theon shook his head.

"If it's hard or painful, I'm good at it. I've been through everything and everything. I can stand memories like that. I'll do it."

Ashley thought that she would look like an idiot right now.

"It's not. Because it's not... I'm in trouble."

Of course, it hurts, it hurts... but I don't like it.

Everything Ashley did to me.

said Zion, embracing his own body.

"On the contrary, I have myself wishing for more, to Ashley, to do"

So I dream, I do, I can't do anything about it, I go to that place.

It was a thin bird-like body.

There was only a white, long neck peeking from a pitch-black gown.

I was trembling with shame confessing everything.

"It's so embarrassing that there's a fire. But I can't talk to anyone. I couldn't —— only on Ashle."

Ashley clearly knew that she was being petitioned.

"We just have to talk, talk, sort it out. There is nothing else to classify and seal properly in a box of memories.

I knew if I relied on Ashley, I'd hurt you. I did, but I didn't think I did it on purpose.

Also, because it would be a memory I don't even want to recall.

And yet, yet, I am... weak. "

I don't know how to classify, organize, and control this feeling. Think with me, I want it.

"Please."

The Devil's Princess was crying at night. Like a lost child.

Ashle knew the name of Zion's suffering. It was a natural path for humans.

It was a common, everywhere, normal emotion.

But that's why I couldn't tell you his name from Ashley's mouth.

It is easy (and easy) to direct Zion's emotions to his side of the spectrum.

But Ashley could not forgive the untruthfulness.

There should not have been any way to get into the scabbard of Scion.

That wasn't all I could do this morning because I faced my own unfaithfulness.

Suddenly, Ashle vividly remembered all the tricks she had done to Zion that day.

One thing was sloppy.

It was too late, Ashley regrets this later.

Shit, I should have told you before Theon's confession.

But Ashley doesn't know that at this time.

To the one of destiny without the seat of God.

It was a matter of cultural misunderstanding that I had given Theon.

That day's encounter was a departure from the manipulation of the love of human men and women.

He said it was analogous to a shameful interrogation to belittle a woman's dignity and reveal her subordinates, no secrets.

Ashley told Zion that. Foolishly.

Without thinking about what consequences that will have.

Shit, there's no safekeeping there.

I couldn't have wrapped up my own feeble case.

It was also the dignity of mankind as a whole that Ashley was carrying.

Even if I could forgive myself for being scolded with a despicable man, I had to understand only what seemed to be so by doing humans and their whole society, and their misconceptions.

A dramatic reaction happened to the told Scion.

Scion made a face about what they said, I don't understand.

pale and trembled with his own arms.

Then he asked me.

"I mean, that day is far from an ideal male and female love snail?

Yes, Ashley replied.

"Rather, you say it's an anomaly?

It was best to snort.

"I mean, you did that unusual thing, and I'll never forget it," you said.

Kiyu, and a strange noise came out of Ashle's throat.

"Not at all, if not at all. On the contrary, you wanted it to be more ashley."

If there was such a thing as a device in the world that could keep track of the footage, it would probably be a mistake that some kind of award would have been won for the sweat changes that came up in Ashle's face.

"The Night Devil's Racist Characteristics, You Lectured It"

Tell me about it. Theon commanded.

It was like a voice coming from the bottom of hell.

"Yu, I'm feeding on my dreams."

Next thing I know, I was prompted.

"Come on, forget your memory, you can't"

I was ordered to supplement it.

"The type of memory depends on the individual/individual, there is an error in the control"

That's right, and Sion barked small.

"I cannot forget this memory, nor can I control it"

Shit, Theon looked at Ashley with such eyes.

Dead. Or even killed, Ashley thought.

"Forever."

Kiri, Theon's dog teeth rang.

Ashle imagined herself falling apart and becoming the algae chips of the sea.

I was desperate for my head to start automatically reading out the sentence of resignation.

"If this happens, I can't remember anything else I can control."

I thought, "I don't care what happens, I lost my ability to convert to modern texts."

It's settled, Theon said.

"Revenge!

Guru, the words stabbed me in the heart.

Wouldn't I die like this? Ashley thinks.

Like a rabbit. Shocked to death.

Ashley barely stayed in this world because one thing remained in her heart.

"Yes, Illis, don't just tire (rubbish) on Illis!

To Ashley's plea (Cancer), the Princess of the Night Devil hung up her familiarity.

"Don't fool me any more! I don't care who he is, I think I'll do it for revenge!

Kah! and Zion opened his mouth (like this) and intimidated him.

Behind his developed canine teeth, his throat was spreading a red and dark void as it continued into Naruto.

"The target is one of them!

Oh, and Ashley thought.

I thought so. Zion has that right.

I thought I'd spoil any pain.

I stretched my spine and responded.

Jeez, Theon made a noise and went up on the table.

The gown is taken off and revealed even behind the beautiful leg line.

But Scion, who burns in anger, didn't even care about that.

"I've made up my mind. A way to get revenge."

Ashle stared straight at Zion.

I don't run or hide. I decided to accept everything.

Theon got on his knees.

My hands sandwiched Ashley's cheek.

I had purple eyes and eyes.

A wonderful rose aroma was Scion's body odor.

Then, I said.

"Love"

That's it. Theon told.

Sincerely, bet everything.

"Know how the Princess of the Night Devil loves the Son of Man."

Ashle thought that it was most likely that he had been welcomed into the kingdom of heaven (or so) while he lived.