Sanzen no Souru Supina

Ashley and the rest of the line avoided engaging with the warships of the Esperalgo registry and even continued eastward for Catel Island.

On that Catel Island, the Archbishop of Greater Catel Island, presiding over the forecasting alien: Dashkamarier - was dreaming.

It was once a “dream” of an abandoned god who was supposed to have been banished.

"--Don 't die… have you not yet been able to cut off your untrained work into this world and have you stayed"

"Bishop? Archbishop? What did you say? Aren't you a good addition or subtraction? Awesome sweat."

I guess I heard Dashka talking to herself.

One of the nuns changed her blood phase and ran over to Dashka's lap.

Wake up. No, Dashka instantly reappears the image of herself she should be.

With its forces throughout the Farouche Sea, the Ixist, Greater and Present Chiefs: Catel Island Archbishop = Face as Dashkamarie Yajes.

"I'm sorry...... was that a scary voice? I had a bad dream. If it was a dirty word, forgive me."

"No... it's okay. Instead, even you, Dashkamarie-sama, can be a nightmare. On the contrary, I was relieved. I was relieved that he was the same person."

Dashka swept up to Mattia's words, which were nearby, and returned them with hesitation.

"How the hell is Mattia looking at me?

I am nothing but a weak woman. I really want to find someone like you who can rely on me quickly and make me feel better.

Archbishops, Chiefs, shoulders just stiff and nothing much.

More or less… who buys this kind of surplus "

"The first thing you need to do is sit back and fix the crap that makes you fall asleep.

Even then, you clearly say the dreaded words in your posture and voice as if you were awake.

So, what about any of your lords - you're gonna run away barefoot?

Dashka puts her clothes aside and floats behind her brain as a man leaves the room to flee naked.

It was likely a painting.

The Greaters are among the only sects of Ixism that cannot be counted with both fingers, the only one that has recognised the marriage of the priesthood.

It is a reality that there is intense controversy between the present mainstream, which sees the covenant with God and the covenant between men and women as bigamy, but with the co-ordination of men and women the sharing of roles. Yes, there is an aspect in Ixism that has increased the number of believers in that.

For the Gretels, marriage was not a slave, but also a symbol of its coordination and sharing.

Although the marriage of priesthood was not permitted in the sense of disconnecting from secularism, it was the judgement of the Pope's Office that it could not always be retained as an untouchable topic in the reality that women already accounted for 30% of all priests.

Still, there was a painful journey for the Greater to be recognized by the Orthodox Church.

How to make the marriage of an unrecognized priest of another party be recognised as orthodox, it was a question that the historical Chiefs continued to crush and challenge the religious council that occurs every few years during the Pontifical Selection Council, even after the Pope's Office had to acknowledge that.

The Greater sect has its origins with the Knights of Catel Hospital.

But it was only half a century ago that the Knights moved to Catel Island.

Pillars and Saints of Doctrine: Sacred Capital, the birthplace of Ikes: Hyah Ilem. In order to reclaim the land, which had been seized by the Arab forces in about 200 years, the Tenth Crusader, aroused by the Pope's call, temporarily reclaimed the Holy City with an out-of-the-box army of 200,000.

But that creates a reason for the Knights of Catel Hospitals to lose their mainland foundations.

The predecessor of the Knights of Catel Hospital, the Knights of Ilem Hospital, was a small Ixist territory, so to speak, left behind by the forces of Aram, taking care of pilgrims pilgrimming Hyah Ilem and war orphans.

Many of the Arab forces were holders of the idea that "if we are to obey our own reign, and if we are not to hinder it, we will guarantee freedom of worship (but pay additional taxes)".

In contrast to the Ixism of that era, which adopted an extreme policy of conversion or otherwise death (even conversion requires "convert's mark" and cold treatment).

were tolerant of other religions.

Still, there is no way that pilgrims crossing mountains and seas from the remote western world countryside, using faith hearts only as the lights of pine lights, can take accommodation in the cities of the Alam forces, etc.

It's about language, let alone religion, in a different land.

The Knights of Ilem Hospital became its receptacle.

Pro bono accommodation, pro bono meals - no matter, even though there were spontaneous chores and some stopovers - continued to be supported thanks to substantial donations from the Western world and the fact that the Knights of Hospitals possessed such extravagant medical technology that they were sometimes summoned to the monarchs of Aram.

At the time, this was unusual in our Aramaic community, where we were ahead of the Western world for at least a few centuries in medical technology.

At this time, they were not a combat group, but those centred on health care, and the therapeutic skills of the "Spindle" ability were the home art of the Knights of Ilem Hospital.

It is before and after the Tenth Crusade that the aspect of armament is highlighted.

Even the Lords of Aram treated them with respect because of their obsession with technology and their pride and innocence.

The Knights of Ilem Hospital, on the other hand, had an aspect as an orphanage.

Against Ixism, which does not recognise slavery as pre-construction (in fact, the serfdom class hits it), the Aramaic community had expressly acknowledged its existence. I don't care what that system is here or what it must be.

However, it was common sense that orphans without themselves were captured and used as slaves.

The Knights of Ilem Hospital even became the home of the orphans.

He gave the orphans warm meals, dwellings and clothing, educated them and taught them pride as humans.

In the process there was the germination of Greater Territorial birth.

In other words, there were two groups of young men and women in the idea that what the orphans really needed was their parents before education.

They could hardly think of it as abominable or disgraceful.

Until then, however, Ixism had not recognized the marriage of priests.

So they tried to make it possible by abandoning the monk's coat and returning to the world = vulgar.

I told the Knights of Ilem Hospital straight away to that effect.

The captain remained silent for a while.

Then I said.

"I hereby declare the establishment of a new sect.

In the light of Ikes' doctrine, I cannot help but think that your actions will fall into disrespect for God.

Ixism preaches co-ordination between men and women.

If so, the rights of the children, which are the result of their earnings, should also be recognised and preached there.

But I'm not the one who can judge that.

So I work for a religious conference.

And we win more than we take action.

As it has always been. "

I have full responsibility.

That's what the head of the regiment said, and notified the Knights Head Office to put together the paperwork to call the religious conference.

At the same time, he moved his attentive roots for the prestigious aristocrats, the aiders, into action.

But shortly after that, the Tenth Crusader happened.

Though the two hundred thousand troops have recaptured Hyah Ilem, they are recaptured by the counter-attack operations of the Arab forces that took place on the railroad.

In the meantime, just over a decade. During that reign, there were constant wars.

It was the recoil of intolerant religious repression adopted during the Ixist rule that caused the Knights of Ilem Hospital to lose its foundation.

The new Osmadra Empire, which became the ally of the Arab forces, thoroughly oppressed and slaughtered the Ixists, no matter what, only at this time.

In the midst of a desperate retreat, Western countries finally did not send a single reinforcement against their friendship in distress.

It was the merchant ships and the altogether individual operators that saved the fleeing people.

In it, the Knights of Ilem Hospital missed all possible compatriots on their own.

The then Knights Commander stopped at the church until the end, scattered with the knights of hundreds - about half the members at this time.

After a month-long voyage, the deputy commander entrusted with everything performs a glimpse of the Pope as he remains in his bloody military uniform.

to the Cardinals, who advise them to do their armed laundry and to dust off the war,

"This is the blood of the people, friends and compatriots who served as shields to miss us. Do you say it's dirt?"

Quietly so, the vice-president who came to the meeting (although he had already informally become the unanimous leader at the onboard meeting) won the reign of Catel Island and the approval of the Greaters.

The papal administration bore the burden of hesitating to reinforce the Knights of the Ilem Hospital, despite repeated urgings from the prestigious nobles who had given birth to their sons and continued to assist them with their funds, and consequently of seeing and killing the Knights of the Ilem Hospital, and hence hundreds of thousands of compatriots.

Instead of daring to question that responsibility, the vice-president asked the Pope for approval of New Heaven and Earth and their own sect.

They lost the war, but they won the political rush.

You don't get anything just by bumping your anger.

It was the action of those who knew so well.

It was a gift of the will of steel that it would never waste the deaths of its predecessors.

Since then, even though it is a shallow history compared to the Ikes Orthodox Church of about fifty years, they have simultaneously secured their place among the Ikes as Greaters, having transferred their base to Catel Island and given their name to the Knights of Catel Hospital for the sake of.

It was also after that that I separated the Knights from the Chiefs.

There is a pressing need to share the military and politics.

"I'm sorry, can I have some water?"

"Of course, my Archbishop."

"Dashka, please. My shoulder stiffness is going to get worse."

"Yes, Dashkamarie-sama"

"... well, okay. Phew, my clothes are sweaty. I can't help but stick around."

"If you look like that, you'll be able to cage any lord."

Then I'll take your fiancée.

Uh, and Mattia solidified, and it was a joke, Dashka waved.

"Mostly in Isel Boy, who is ten years younger, the snake swallowed the frog whole again, and so on is what they say."

Mattia blew it out of control.

"What's wrong?"

"No, because it's too targeted an expression"

Your beautiful red lips were twisted under the silver mask that covered your eyes.

"Again, such a laugh. Most lords fear with that. I thought you might get eaten."

Heh, and Mattia knows that Dashka, who takes her gaze off, is really the bearer of an adorable personality, even from a woman.

But I also knew in the same way that this era would not allow me to live with that character.

Dashka Marier does not remove the silver mask. No, I can't exactly take it off.

The silver sculpture, integrated with its mask, devours the skin of Dashkamarier, protruding into the flesh, wearing bones, completely united.

This was the task that the Greater chief had imposed on him from generation to generation.

Miracle Power: Connect with the superior hierarchy - the kingdom of heaven (creeping) and manifested in doctrine - by activation of the Spindle, and make an unmatched prophecy of precision.

The Greater Territorials maintained their sect only if they became chiefs of those capable of imposing and handling the "Seraphim Filament".

Use the power to strike your hands ahead of any conspiracy.

"It bothers me a lot, doesn't it? I know. Anyway, I'm a terrified woman. We all know it's pubic."

"Norman, that's not how you say it, is it?

"Hmm. Well, tell me how you feel about it"

Dashka wandered and stared at Mattia. Mattia twitches, becomes.

Dashka's eyes are the same silver color as the Seraphim filament, which covers the front of his head. It looks like the same shape.

It used to be a deep grape color. It's one of the prices Dashka paid.

"No... especially just because you didn't say anything"

"You bet, Park Min-jin. What do you expect?"

"It's just..."

"Just what?"

"Only once did Norman stop the Knights from whispering that they were afraid of Dashkamarie-sama. If you do that, a virtual image will replace you."

"So?"

"No, it's just..."

Huh, and Dashka breathed heavily in her nose.

"Mattia, I want to take a bath. Hold the water."

Besides, Mattia understood that she was being told to take her seat off a little bit.

I also noticed that Dashka's cheeks were slight but upbeat.

Whether Mattia leaves the room or not, Dashka tries to take off her clothes.

When I stood up, my thin shoulder fell off.

It's what Mattia put on me while I was asleep.

That was taken away and Dashka's body was revealed so that the painting appeared from under the fabric.

A short piece of length that even my daughters of my age would be uncomfortable.

The smooth leg line peeks.

The leafy grape leaves, the spreads and the coloured grape fruit were embroidered, which was strained with sleeping sweat along with beautiful dark hair.

Instead of the Cardinals, he can't even show the men inside him.

To tell the truth, I don't even want to show them to the ladies who serve as squire.

Other than my husband, or the man who would, I'd ask you not to.

I want you to give me a break, even if it's your own son/daughter.

Why did you fall asleep in this outfit?

I knew why.

Ku, well, Dashka couldn't stop shame from riding on the edge of this evil that neither his men nor his followers could hear.

It's because of that man and the prophecy Dashka herself uttered just before sending him out.

"Little girl, I am"

I couldn't stop my cheeks from getting upbeat, and Dashka was upset.

Even with his face covered with a mask, he was embarrassed to find that his white skin would be so red that it could not be deceived from a distance that it would fall out.

The palpitations became faster and faster when the nearest ones thought they would round their eyes when they saw them.

Take off your clothes deliberately and abusively, exposing your sweat-wet body to wind out the window.

The afternoon wind made me feel good about my lit body.

I guess I slept for a moment or so. In the warm Farouche Sea flooded with sunlight, sleep (Siesta) is almost a habit of all the people.

Katel Island's stronghold with Dashka's living room: the southwest side also had open terrain, and crops, especially hilly areas, used the privileged sunshine and good drainage to boost grape cultivation.

Temperatures rose so much this past season that I thought it was summer during the day, but it got very cold at night.

Grape harvesting has lagged behind on Catel Island, south of the Pope's Office, and is now at its peak.

But no one goes around harvesting at this most sunny hour.

Because the fruit of the grapes is damaged from the edges picked by strong sunlight and heat.

The short time between the dawn and the rising of the sun is a battle.

The richness of the island's specialties lies above the peasants' genuine efforts.

Dashka also untied the lower strip and stood on the balcony.

My heart gave me a gift. I stood, and went into a discarded bowl of action.

It would have been a breathtaking sight if anyone had worked in the vineyards and pastures they wanted under their eyes, but instead of the pastoral children, there were not even shepherd dogs.

We're all in the middle of an afternoon's sleep in the shade of a tree.

I laid my hand on the railing and told him to groan.

"I already said Prophecy Day is imminent... you Norman, what are you doing?

I guess not even in time for the harvest festival. —— Because, like, a lot of things, I'm ready —— well, that's good.

But we're just in a hurry.

No, more than that, is the problem with earlier predictive dreams?

I'm being held back, so what?

Damn, I even fed my skin, my flesh and my bones on silver outfits, and even said it was a force gained at the expense of my peace of mind...... you still mean there's more interference than that?

Do you mean you can't be perfect at times, such as foreseeing fate? "

Am I not yet a true prophet?

Are you saying that you can't stay by the important ones in the important phase?

"It's a mess."

At that time, there was a rushing human coming up from downstairs.

It was clear from the condition of the footsteps that it was Mattia.

Much, Mattia also forgot to knock and ran into the room.

Then I noticed Dashka's predators and lost the word.

I know, and Dashka took control of Mattia with her hands.

He put his arms together and placed his back on the terrace railing. Stay naked.

Dark hair rattled in the wind.

He was back in the cold archbishop Dashkamarier.

I said Mattia's words ahead of time.

"The shipping on Farouche's northern route is out of circulation, is it? It's the work of the Abandoned God - a pillar of the lost and lean gods. Norman and the others will be late."

Causes, I wonder, like this.

I was listening to Dashka's crush with the look on Mattia's face that she couldn't understand.