Sanzen no Souru Supina

From the night of the revenge proclaimed by Zion, a few days.

Ashle was on the deck of the Epolar.

The proud fast ship of the Knights of Catel Hospital: The Epolar, as Norman said, shows great speed and eastwards the Farouche Sea to slip.

The sea of Farouche, which runs east-west through the western world to the entrance of the eastern world, was a calm inland sea of waves and a highway of the sea that supports East-West trade more than ancient times.

By land, you can use a horse for three months, but you can run the journey in a month.

Blessed by the wind, it could have been shortened for another week.

However, it was also common in the Farouche Sea, especially in this area, where wind direction was not constant.

The Epolar is now undergoing headwinds.

"Isn't it hard to keep pace, even with sails up against the headwinds?

Ashley expressed her natural doubts.

"That would be true for Ashle, who has a long life in the Pope's Office, but to this extent, it would not be bitter for a sailor. It's better than a complete nagging, but the faster it gets."

Norman taught me in a shattered tone.

Paladin: Because of the name Balaje, he asked me again and again to finally hear it.

Both Ashley and Norman almost lost their minds and compromised on the strange way Ashley, nicknamed, spoke respectfully.

"Look, skilfully use the sails and run zigzags against the wind. Then we can make the resistance of the opposite wind and sea water a propulsion force for the opposite. The battle is the same. Instead of taking the opponent's power head-on, recieve it. Use it."

Yes, and Ashley nodded.

It was a lot of experience to learn.

Extram faces the sea but has little experience boarding Ashley.

River boats or small boats were at best.

On the deck, the boys and girls, who would be only about a few years younger, work tightly.

This was also a great degree of practice.

"The territorial waters of the Pope's Office have already been stripped off. Rest assured, no matter how fast the Pope's Office was moving, there are over ten days of advantages and this epolar will never be caught"

A harsh (Shingen) Norman's face turned into a popular grinning snail.

When Norman said with certainty, he was more than relieved than a shrew.

"I just haven't gotten out of the Ixophone community yet..."

"The eastern edge of the Western world: the Vibronze Empire has no more substantial maritime control. If you're afraid, I guess that's him. Emerging countries: Emperor of Esperalgo, will of Mercenario"

"Esperalgo? Of tough reactionary conservatives? Though it's nice to be keen on Ixism, I only have the image of a country that is too fundamentalist, belligerent and intolerant. Its Emperor: The Will of Mercenario III?

"It's about pirates. Mercenario signed an exclusive deal with one of the famous pirate heads in Farouche. Blueberry galaberium. He's the worst killer, but he's got a solid arm. I'm the baron now."

"A title for a pirate? This is insane!

"The Emperor has also examined the current Pope many times for his urging of the Crusades. Territorial expansion is the real deal.

It is the Knights of Religion with us, so I do not want to cower before the war, but I do not want to imitate it to wage war out of ambition.

Regardless of whether you want to help an ally in a difficult situation, you can't possibly join a crusader without daunt.

Pope: Magister VI seems to be doing well because he is intelligent and warm, but he is weak.

Cardinal to pope, only a few years.

I hope you will remain in power for a long time--what a brittle thing to say about peace. "

Gyu, and held both hands of steel, and spoke as Norman squeezed.

"He's cute, like a title to a pirate. On the contrary, Esperalgo is attacking Aram by inciting the landlessness recovery movement (Reconquista) and the people. But that's actually where the Vibronze Empire used to be."

"Right now, the Vibronze Empire should be a leftover snail at the forefront of the Arab forces. I can't believe you managed to keep yourself in shape in diplomacy, but you attacked such a country from behind."

They say it's a war of defense from heathens in other countries.

"That's a trick."

Right, sad, but Norman nodded.

"There is no such thing as a true friend in the state. I would do anything to expand my country's interests. That's what this world is all about."

In such a world, Ashle bit her lips when she felt like she had been told how tough it was for an individual to live through that "will".

A gull was flying through the autumn sky like it would fall out when I looked up at the sky.

"What, look serious. Didn't you go for a change of mood?

That was right, Ashley recalled.

The place is the usual cafeteria for officers. Isma is immersed in it all the time.

Either you're swallowing, eating, sleeping, playing like a sukoku, singing heroes Tan (saga) or Gaga (fairytail) at the sailors' request.

It was time for Ashley to start feeling awed by the way things were always the same.

He works well when Illis twirls mixed with his servants.

Every time his breasts swung abundantly, some of the officers blushed and turned away. Many of them are also priests, even if they are the only Greaters in Ixism who allow their wives' belts.

Definitely wouldn't mean exciting.

Smiling, that's the sight to say, but to tell the truth, Ashley was one of those people who couldn't stand it and fled to the deck.

The bad news is Ashley.

Because I think about Scion.

That night, no, every night since then, Ashle has never refused Zion.

I knew it was an excuse.

But Ashley could not refuse Zion, who told him to stare straight at Ashley with his trembling body and tell him how to love one another.

The moment I opened the door last night when I decided I was going to say no, there was Scion.

I couldn't stop myself from accidentally hugging and pulling myself into my room.

From there on out, I can't remember Ashley.

No, you mustn't remember. It was impotent, the utmost resistance.

Such poor revenge, Ashley knows nothing else.

The only thing Ashle could do was at least not speak of her love for Zion, which could not be deluded anymore.

"Aside from wishing me back and loving me. Nothing... I want to believe. So... Ashley, you don't have to live up to my love.

But to love that which I have done is free. Wouldn't you?

If you don't hate me, that's enough.

Theon's smile, he said.

Theon put his finger on Ashle's lips, who trembled with words about his feelings if he did not respond.

"Needless to say, fine."

If you answer, it's Ashley who's in trouble.

Ashley laughed so hard over the falling sheets of moonlight that she couldn't forget this rest of her life.

I didn't trample on the little freedom that the Devil's Princess had in her hands the night she kept walking through the dark channels of the world.

But that and guilt is something else.

I didn't have a face to match Illis.

To the extent that words such as cheating, my feelings were not something I could handle very well, and yet I had a sense that I could not forget Eunice and Alma, and that I was working a terrible betrayal.

"Hey, hey, Ashley, there's some kind of" mercy hymn ”coming down around you!

That's what Isma, sitting in the front, told me at a rate that I couldn't tell exquisitely if she was showing me or if she was being teared up, and it was quite normal for Norman to blow out.

Also, that metaphor is exquisitely too hazy for Ashley to argue with.

"O God, have mercy."

Norman uttered the Holy Word, and indeed, he peered into Ashley's face.

"Are you worried about a world that's going up?

"No, this feels like a woman, Zubari."

Damn, Ashley almost cried unexpectedly.

No, I disagree small.

"Also, this love master, Isma, will not deceive your eyesight - boy, it will be a matter of Zubari love!

Loud, Ashle accidentally blocked Isma's mouth, realizing that was the induction interrogation, but it was too late.

Ya Ri, and Isma's mouth becomes a three-day moon type that feels bad.

"What, maybe something happened with Iris?

"What's wrong with me and Ashley?"

Gentlemen —— God's judgment is approaching.

Ashle bit off a passage in the Bible.

There was a sound of pulling the chair, and Iris sat down at the end of Ashle.

"I'm sorry, you were free here, weren't you?

Seeing Ashley's complexion, Iris asked late. Shouldn't I have sat down?

"It's empty. It's empty. Because it's empty. Yeah, well, if Ashley can't make it, then it's up to me. When you're an old man, you tend to feel ill, Bok."

Norman, who takes that word, looks around and looks for "muggy old man," probably isn't kidding.

"Mr. Izma has a nasty gaze, so it's Ya"

"It's not just the gaze that's nasty, it's the uri."

If this is going to be a book, Isma said in a hand move that is going to be forbidden, and Iris laughed. Norman smiles bitterly, too, scratching his nose.

Ashle didn't realize for herself that she was losing sight of Bright Laughing Illis.

Hmm? And until Iris noticed his gaze, what's wrong, and brought his face closer, Ashle looked at Iris like she was in love.

The appearance remained alma, even if the hair color was changing, and the smell of Eunice was intense for the tricks and the proximity of the intermission, and the tricks to mouth just remained intact.

So much in retrospect, Ashle blushed badly.

"I'm wondering if Iris found out you were having nasty delusions, this young man."

"Shit, no."

Everyone laughed more and more at Ashle waving her hand that she had stood up unexpectedly.

"Hey, are you feeling better?

to do it, and Isma laughed, and Ashle realized she was being noticed.

"Something tells me I haven't been well in the last few days. We were all worried."

I came pretty gleefully and Ashley didn't know what to do with it.

What I really lost wasn't Illis, it was Ashley —— you. That is what Isma used to say.

Ashley finally understood that she was the one who was best advised.

They were blind.

No, I thought so, but it made me cry.

"Ashle......"

"Iris, don't make him cry. We'll talk about the details when we get to Catel Island, but it's been a little rough."

Ashley, don't sit down. Ashle took her seat prompted by Isma.

"Izma...... thanks"

"Guys - look at that! It's Ashledau, the crybaby paladin! Be nice to him!

Isma stood up and attracted the attention of her surroundings.

Wow, wow, and Ashle deludes herself as she rubs her eyes.

A laugh rolled up.

Isma was very popular with the sailors.

Being heterogeneous —— and that, too, is the hatred of mankind called the earthspider —— had overcome the handicap as easy for Isma to be alone.

Farouche Sea: The seafarers on the marine trade route were also loving that, overall, there was less prejudice.

That means that we are blessed with the opportunity to deal with different cultures irresponsibly and to expand our sight and hearing, because the quality of the difficulties we face is different from those faced by peasants who are more likely to root for their land and end their lives in closed communities.

It was also the difference between the temperament of the peasants: patience, perseverance, and the temperament required of seafarers and traders: flexibility, instant stress.

Furthermore, unlike the sailors on the outer sea route, they travelled through the so-called civilized area with considerable intel.

It is also knowledge and education backed by experience.

Still, after all, a Fae named Spider, who has been treated as an enemy of hate, should have been difficult to accept easily.

But Isma had a rare talent for performing arts.

In the upstream society of earthspiders, going through singing, playing and dancing was seen as going through courtesy. It was an essential upbringing.

And among other things, Izma's was superb.

On a ship that once offshore becomes a closed space, the provider of entertainment receives the highest respect.

Even though port towns existed on the coast in inland waters like Farouche and could be stopped every few days, it was also difficult during the war, especially if the country of origin and destination were in a state of war, and it was still a chronic circumstance that the sailors were hungry for entertainment.

In that regard, Isma was once the right person for her needs.

I improvise funny plays, and the skill and quality of heroes Tan and Ogaba (Tobino) are the face losers of the incumbent bard (Travador). It also goes to fortune, to the point of becoming a business such as the original amulet (Talisman).

And more importantly, existence itself was a comedy.

"The King."

It was particularly popular with girls aged twelve or three.

Since that nightmare night - the feast of sinking - "The King" and Isma had also been called with a small laugh.

The ladies of the court are not the only ones who like divination and love bluffs.

"Yes, yes, the king of the girls is here."

dull, and my daughters, who opened up from their service, stopped around Isma with an apron on.

"Uh, this brother's in pain, so I'm not being nice to him."

"Is it heartbreak?

Speaking of heartbreak, I guess I'm talking about love to Girlco.

"Um, does Perla care like Ashley ~?

"'Cause it seems gentle, and, Mr. Paladin... you look..."

"What, you like it?

I dyed my cheeks and a girl called Perla looked at Ashley.

It feels like I'm falling in love with a girl who's getting old.

"No, no, no, this brother, he looks like this, he's a great sketch. No more, Natural Bourne Gigolo"

Uh, and it was Iris who surprised me.

No, you know what? Ashley remained hit, flustered.

"So, what can I do for you today?

"Can I ask you to talk to me?

"Hero Tan (Saga)? Ogga?

"Give me Hero Tan (Saga)."

Fine, and Izma undertook briefly and got the lute that was hanging on the wall.

This dining room, which also houses an entertainment room, has instruments and playthings that no one knows belongs to.

Isma began to sing (udder) without any foretaste when she was in tune with the proper feeling.

"Listen, all humans. This will be the story of the Coming King, who tried to take on all the malice that filled the world, and one knight who stood up to it --"

A sound of good Isma swept away the hustle and bustle of the dining room.

Just one tae-knife. In one swing, all the people gathered in the dining room turned to the audience early.

"This is the opening of a new epic poem, which the princesses' desire arose --"

Saw the girls, chuckled, and Isma winked.

Shh, and a modest yellow cheer occurs.

From there it was Izma's private arena.

—— My granddaughter, a former hero king and princess who made a deal with the devil because she worried about the future of her country. And a malicious demon swordsman wearing the skin of an obedient squire.

Stepping into the territory of the scorched earth and turned into a heroic king is the princess of the devil at night, who carried the odd fate with one holy knight under the guidance of God.

Romance between the two princesses and the Holy Knight.

Settlement with a demon swordsman with an evil heart.

A magnificent knight of the heroic king and the holy knight who became evil because he thinks of the future of the country.

A princess in the diaspora who chose her own blade with the death of her father king.

With his mourning (presence) in his heart, the Holy Knight nevertheless decides to make a new journey to fight evil full of the world.

To protect its back, the princess of the devil leaned in at night--.

Everything in the audience was overheard. The girls were in tears.

Until the remnants of Lute disappeared completely, no one in the dining room could make a single sound.

If you noticed, even the chefs in the kitchen showed up in the dining room, taking off their hats and showing respect for Izma's skill and his story.

And the cracked drinks (cool) filled the dining room.

To Encore's simulation, Izma responded in "The Weird Man's Night Song of the Earthspider". Still, Anchor's voice continued, but Isma politely expressed her thanks.

Because I pointed to the wall.

Theon was there. Keep a bottle of wine and a simmer of salted pork that has completely cooled down.

The audience cracked.

Everyone could have detected that Theon would be the princess of the Night Devil and, almost certainly, the character of the hero Tan in the matter.

In the applause of 10,000 lightning, Theon walked over here with a frightened grin.

"Isma, no, it's too leggy."

"Even Grand will be rewarded for doing it this way. You'll be glad to be of service to humans."

"Nevertheless."

Theon said, pinching Ashle and sitting on the other side of Illis.

I'm in reverse again.

"Ashley, why don't you just get scared and let it solidify?"

Even though it was spoken of in fragments from Norman's mouth, I guess few had an overall picture of that incident.

I could see with my gaze that all of the Knights of Catel Hospital raised their attention to Ashley once and for all.

Ashley wanted to be foolish with Isma because the way she lifted it was too steep an angle.

It was too cool to arrange.

"Ma, while you two were asleep, you and I have been taking on the focus, so it's time for a change?

In fact, that was a little fuss.

One after the other, people came to visit Ashley's table.

Ashley is for both men and women. I felt a little odd not only from a woman, but also from a man, pouring a hot gaze.

Theon was overwhelmingly popular with men and left his evil spit in the words of the devil at night.

"You guys must be kids!

That's all Ashley figured out.

Let's hold and shelter the squirrels that were sandwiched between them and were about to be screwed.

Iris turned bright red, clinging, trembling.

"Look, the food's ruined"

The simmering of the pigs had the floured lard clotted completely white and was chilled. It was not until an hour later that we were liberated.

The captain appeared in the crackdown on too much noise.

A man of the sea drank like a dimple hat (Baikornu) on his bald head and the tide seeped (garlic) from his scratchy skin that burned in the day, and managed to clean things up.

Most importantly, the captain offered Ashley a hug and Zion a kiss on the back of his hand, so, well, I don't know.

"Isma, since then, that hero Tan has been acting out of the people involved"

"Um, because this is all the demands of the audience. I wonder if I can say no."

"Oh, my God, that's disobedient."

"A princess like that is a pain in the ass"

It's a hiccup, Princess. Isma laughed with heartfelt joy.

Oh, good morning, and Theon answered sloppily.

"So... how long, I wonder, will you hold it? You two."

On a very light note, Theon pointed to the embrace of Ashle and Iris.

Without a glance.

It was very natural and deeply impressed Ashley, even though it was a disgusting tone of blame.

It is a battle.

The two rushed away.

"No, really, no kidding, princess —— beautiful today"

Isma's praise came from the heart, but Ashle felt the care to distract the arrows.

"It would be because I slept well"

"Hey, that's not all. This Isma understands. Somehow, like this, light seeps out of the interior, shining --"

"Witness doctor or head doctor"

Theon smiles as he says.

Isma fell in love.

"Did a princess laugh like that?

"Oh, my God, that's creepy. Is Omae my parent?

"No, I have noticed something because my parents have been watching over the princess as well. I'll tell you what, it's warm enough to seep out. Do you think Ashley thinks so, too?

Suddenly he was told the story and Ashle was about to blow out the tea he was drinking.

"Duh, I wonder"

"Ashley, you're blunt. Is this, after all, the difference in love?

Hmm, and Theon snorted gently and drank wine.

Then I said it like it was the last time.

I remember, in a way.

"Speaking of which —— Isma, you said when you wanted to lick your tears or something. —— Try it."

I was so surprised that Isma peeled my eyes off.

When truly stunned, man becomes silent.

Isma rushes all over her body, so much so that she wonders if she's even giving it some kind of hand sign.

I instantly had a mountain on my tabletop wondering how many items I was wearing.

I'm not sure if it's a jerk, an important curse, or an amateur.

Maybe even Isma herself at the time didn't understand.

There was, there was, Isma was the momentum for tears and grabbed the "Tears" booking voucher painted on the parchment slice.

"Oh, oh, oh."

You could remember. Heh, Isma said.

"It's disgusting, let's not"

"Right, I'll do it right. I'll make it right."

"Hmm."

Thereupon Zion looked over with him.

"It's embarrassing in the crowd environment. Will it be my room?"

It was no longer the voice of mankind that came out of Isma's throat then.

It was an unknown sound that felt like a different dimension.

"What's up, Isma? There he is."

No longer, Izma pursues Zion in a behavior that can only be described as a suspicious hen.

Norman asked me with his eyes, okay?

But Ashley couldn't move.

Mella, and upset by the flames that went up in her chest.

There was a cold dish in front of me.

When he stood up, Theon put him off in front of Ashley.

A dish as delicious as it is cold.

That was, indeed, an alias for revenge.