Sanzen no Souru Supina

Whoa, the wind was ringing.

Dark fog swirls like clouds and flows.

My vision was clear.

The thick misty vale that stood in the drifting temple was perfectly penetrated and paved the way to a full night sky, with Asuka's exercised prayer and the corresponding "Focus" - Formation Feather (Tavard): The Kingdom of Glory opened (Kabiyaku) by "Kulux".

The English spirits, armed with pure white and gold, are dancing in the universe.

Spread beneath your eyes is a golden meadow.

The English spirits were dealing with Frama and his fallen children and building a battlefield.

Not too distracted by the sight, Norman, who was watching the universe, drew his arm.

Osmadra the First Emperor, who also revealed glaring leg lines from his short coat: -Ascariya was silently urging him to retreat.

Return it to me, both arms: the "Arman" oscillation has subsided at some point.

Norman gets confused and loses the time to say thank you.

Because Askariya's short clothes were wet in sweat and, albeit modest, clearly showed proof of her being a woman.

The two ran back to the confused battlefield.

The effective support of the English spirits cleared the way.

Thousands of enemies were in turmoil in a raid of controlled English spiritual knights.

The English spirits are already semi-material and are not so threatened by direct attacks.

Yet the spears of the English spirits, on the contrary, penetrate the enemy precisely.

It was a paranormal phenomenon caused by the Spindle by this glorious army itself, which spanned (also) the Heavenly Horse.

That was a one-sided battle.

The English spirits of Aram blocked and did not give Hima, where the priests of Frama exercise the Hexam of Four Seeks, by their brilliant collaboration.

Just an evil god: Frama was the only exception.

Forbidden moves to erode and collapse a wide range of realities: The Elementary Collapse made space scream.

Working on the components of space (the elementary) itself, the beings contained therein - that is, by this alien ability to attack the very logic and concepts that exist in this universe, a few of the English spirits were wiped out together.

It was also the liberation of the negative parts that Frama had contracted out and accumulated.

I suppose it is right to interpret it as extinguished, rather than sent back to the kingdom of heaven to which it belongs.

However, you can no longer appear here without a re-summons.

Frama releases it like crazy, breaking the space.

Even though they are evil and obsolete, they are still named after God in legend.

If you are a human, you will abuse the moves that drain you to the point of kneeling in just one use, almost unconstitutionally. It is not the beast of the hand.

It was a terrible ordeal. Disturbances are also beginning to appear in the formation of the knights.

If Norman and Aska ran back, they could see their companions in the shadows of a golden meadow in the wind.

Izma, who discovered you two, is waving.

Ashley was regaining consciousness.

Aska quickly found out that the woman who leads to that ashle and cries was Iris.

He wraps his bare skin around the ethnic costume of a spider.

The strange glasses were making her intelligent atmosphere firm, and the false feelings of Iris for Ashley were conveyed by the fact that she leaned on Ashley without shame or outside hearing.

Chikuri, and the back of her chest ached and upset.

As a royal descendant of the Aram cultural area, where polygamy is fundamental and in some cases it is not surprising that his brother's wife should even be married as such, the long one, known in the name of Halem, even surrounded thousands of women, Aska was badly wolfed by the movement of his heart, which he had never felt.

Then, without even being able to hold it down, the flesh followed the heart.

Aska was temporarily deprived of her physical abilities by Frama's "Torment Scream," but Ashle was visible until just before she danced and fell into the universe and clashed to the ground.

A man with the princess of the demon at night, badly wounded all over his body, bloodstained on the (bulky) path, yet doing everything he could to help Aska.

I was just as clinging to Ashley and crying if I noticed.

Along with my words of gratitude, I let down a storm of mouth-watering.

So much so that Iris, who was suddenly taken from his position, forgot to be angry at him for being distracted.

Any thanks.

I will give myself to you if you will.

He repeatedly proclaimed his outrageous vows like every wow.

Ha, and when he realized it, in a popular environment, Aska said, "Respond to any demands with dedication. I'll do my best," he swore.

"Ko, this is..."

"How... passionate"

"No... the ningen of the warewalle western world is only poorly understood... the human bits of the Aram area are very thick in love and the forms of friendship and affection come with it... passionate or... straightforward and dynamic"

Norman's Kyodo plenty, including his forced academic dictation, would have described things most accurately.

Wow, wow, and Aska jumped out.

What upset her the most, more importantly, was that beyond those hedges surrounding her, the eyes of the English Spirit, who were protecting us, were looking at us.

It is that lady knight.

She smiled at Aska's oath.

It is supposedly absolute that he swore before the grave, before the Spirit, whether he was in the Ixophone or the Aramaic community.

The dead remain the same.

Because an unmaskable and absolute death took them into custody.

So that which I have sworn to the dead, shall not be bent.

You can't bend it.

Because if it turns there, it cannot bear witness to the dignity of the covenant to those that follow.

Aska was taught how to live by one who thought so.

Don't swear lightly. Don't make empty promises.

And once you've sworn, do everything you can to make it right.

That's what I mean when I swear.

Ah, there was a voice. A bump will remove the strength of the knee.

Because I swore a marriage the same way.

Shh, and the hot air comes out of my head. Looks like a single distiller.

Aska was the one who understood the gravity of the matter the most, but the next was definitely Ashley.

"Wow, okay. Receive your vows. I just want you to wait and see what you can do."

"Chi, thank you for taking my vows"

Aska was beating so fast that she was supposed to be ashamed, but her chest would explode with happiness.

I discover myself like that, and I'm confused again.

"I'm glad you're okay."

"Me too."

We were just making sure we were safe with each other, but we were even more upset when we whispered love and were struck by the embarrassment of being whispered.

Later on, when he found out this was love, Asuka wandered around in the bedroom, but that was another story.

Ashle looked over at everyone when she woke up and thanked them.

Everyone who was distracted by the way things were done returned to reality with it.

"She's Aska. It's the princess of Osmadra. He's been marching himself for the Frama Crusade."

Norman looked surprised at Ashley's brief introduction.

It's just because one of them was listening to his name on the battlefield called "The Prince".

Norman sees Ashley, sees Aska, then sees Ashley again.

Something went wrong, and Ashley leaned her little neck and smiled.

What a large vessel, Norman admired Ashley and mistook.

If you dare not ask many things, yes, Ashley says so.

I was wrong. It's Park Min-Jen.

Once again, Norman asked Aska to shake his hand.

He was one of those people who saved lives and was saved. I just got a blinking smile back.

Ooh, and again, Norman was struck by emotion.

Aska and Ashley, for being able to be involved in the encounter between the two.

I thought I heard the sound of history moving aloud.

"May I begin the military debate?

Iris said as he fixed his glasses that were as sloppy as the secretary's.

Say hello to Aska.

Aska also returned the courtesy and stared at Iris.

Then, once again, I breathed into the beauty of Illis.

The ethnic costume of the earthspider was well reflected in the beauty that I wondered if the poor white lily had incarnated.

Instead of luxuriously blooming greenhouse-grown flowers, Illis was so beautiful that it reminded Aska of such a metaphor, where a circle of miracles found in the wild softly lived in a circle of blue glazed inserts.

"We don't have time, so let's keep it short. Princess Aska, is that okay? How long do these English spirits have to dance?

Oh, I'm cool with Isma, and the earthspider guy names me.

Even as he had been briefed by Ashle, Aska was nervous about a heterogeneous man he saw for the first time.

Uh, I wonder if this is okay, alamly, while Isma asks for a handshake.

Howdu yudu?

Aska felt nervous too because of Isma's strange gesture.

Pfft, and I laugh.

"He wants to be an interesting man. Isma. As Ashley said, I laughed. Forgive me. The manifestation of the English spirits is... heard less than half an hour in the inheritance. In action... No, Calling From The Farland Kingdom has never been used in the last half-century." Always. "

Aska replied about the duration, thinking that certainty was lacking.

Tight, it's not strange whenever it expires.

"Secret secrets, trump cards in trump cards, that's why. Because of it, it became legendary."

"But with so much" focus "and alienation, the phrama can't be destroyed. As long as I look at the status quo."

Even if the army can push back, can't it beat the roots? Isma saw the turmoil with her imaginary face.

"The Virgin: Even Aigis couldn't destroy it. If only the legend were true."

Norman said, and Illis succeeded him.

"We make sure it plays, even the equivalent scratches. I know that the power source is the Frama Crucible. I can't believe it's not Focus, it's an alien... it's a constantly activated... what kind of load can you force?"

On, Iris said as he pushed up the bridge of the Spectacles. He pretended to work out his tactics while referring to the information shown on the lens, but his mind was shaking with pity for the frama (renbin).

"Can't you manage to separate Frama's Crucible? Disconnect."

"That's because it's an alien. Always active. It's annoying."

Answering Ashley that way, I give her a sandal where Isma is knitted in a strange white skin.

It also has a fixed ankle and seems highly runnable.

Replace the lost boots, I guess.

He's a really prepared man.

"If I could just hold him down, I could."

Norman said as he rubbed his prosthetic arm.

"Frama's Crucible is a huge mass of creative and alterative energy. The playback ability, which can be described as absurd, is attributed there.

But this Arman is, on the contrary, a force of destruction.

It will not be swallowed and will endure.

Except for a very short time. The total amount of energy you can use is different. "

Iris nodded at Norman's reasoning and gave him support.

We were considering the same possibilities.

"But what could destroy such a mighty being in such a short time?"

Ashle pinches his mouth while wearing the sandal Isma gave me.

Ashley's boots had been torn to bits by the unusual thorns of Rose Absolute.

The strange sandal fit my leg with a sucking feel.

This is amazing, and Ashley admires it.

"It may be difficult with your current power."

A sober analysis leaked out of Iris' mouth.

The most effective "Rose Absolute" is currently turning its appearance into an Ibarra and preventing the collapse of the floating island, against the presence of immortality such as the Evil God.

For non-Zion users, it was also demonstrated by Iris with his own hands that he would react to rejection, even if it were human.

Another determinant: "Arman" is a necessity to hold down "Frama's Crucible" and cannot be removed from his role in the operation at this time.

And Ashley's Spear: "Shivnir" remains standing on the frama.

It would be a comforting force if recovered, but if complete annihilation were needed, would fulfillment be enough for one?

"You can't. At present, we don't have enough power to kill the Abandoned God."

It was Asuka who said it. Nature, the gaze of all gathers.

But Aska was laughing.

Not ruthlessly, not ironically. That was a laugh of hope.

"Still, there is a way. No, correctly, she herself, Frama herself has it"

What do you mean, everyone silenced and urged ahead.

"Have you forgotten what we talked about on the road, Ashley? What Frama is meant to do is to heal and, at the same time, correct death. Cutting Off Mistakes -" Azrael ". It's her stuff, too."

And it was tingling, and Iris made himself strong, and saw Aska.

"But he said he didn't know where it was. To find out where it is, there's a silver mask - the Seraphim filament."

"From who, did you hear that?

Aska and Norman concentrated their eyes on Illis at the exact same time.

Illis can put his strength into his lower abdomen if he should not be pressurized.

"From himself - from Frama himself."

"Did you get mental contact? Possible Erosion (Intrude)?

"I don't. I guarantee it."

To Norman's questioning, Isma told him to shelter Iris.

Illis looked up to heaven.

Earlier, Isn't it supposed to have been Isma like no other who feared and was most vigilant about that in Illis?

Iris saw Isma.

Isma looks serious all the time.

"I've done my exam. No problem."

"When?"

"While you and the others are fighting. I wasn't playing."

When the man who defiled his cheeks with Ashle's blood says pale, there is tremendous.

But it was a lie.

Iris hasn't gotten that.

"If you're worried, you can have it at Catel Hospital. Retest."

wave a flickering hand and Isma says.

What do you mean, nothing?

Instead, I suggested we move on.

Um, Norman nodded still half-heartedly.

Keep going, and I urge Iris.

"How far... did I tell you"

"Silver Mask - Until Seraphim Filament."

For some reason, Iris got anxious when Norman seemed upset.

But that's not why I hesitate.

I didn't have time.

"Yes. That information - it's a reconstitution of the consciousness that has flowed in when it came into contact with the consciousness of the frama body, so it should be highly credible - that is, in summary, here's the thing. Frama has lost Azril, and there's a Seraphim Filament to find out exactly where he is. At the same time, Seraphim Filament was responsible for her sanity."

So... the scissors aren't supposed to be here.

"That's a strange story."

Aska objected face-to-face to Illis.

It was not an aggressive way of speaking, but a rational tone trying to guide optimal solutions from different views of each other.

So Iris also responded calmly. Let's ask.

"The scissors: There are" Azrael ". Definitely. Frama has it."

"How can you say that?

"Because" Azrael "is the treasure of Aram taken away by Frama... and I'm here to get it back, let's leave aside the political title, etc.

It's just that I took sufficient backing before this expedition, and what's more, because I made contact with Frama, too.

However, this does not mean that you are in spiritual contact, as in the case of Illis. Instead, we got a spindle influx. "

Aska gazed at Ashle.

"Everyone will have experience. Immediately receiving the alien energy activated by the Spindle through physical contact, the user's impression is that something like incense has flowed in."

Ashle nodded at Aska's question.

It really was.

Earlier, I felt it when I was being treated, and when Aska gave me the protection of Movement of Swiftness.

Aska is smile, Illis is white lily, Zion is rose.

Isma's is the burning smell of charcoal.

From Norman came the incense of the wind from the sea, which crossed the herb-crowded meadows.

Secondly, a small question arose as to what impression my stuff would make.

Let's ask later. Ashley holds the question to her chest.

Aska continues.

"In the same way, we can feel it from the Focus, from the sacred relics, from the legacies of the great past. It just feels like the sound echoes the wall, and that's what the users of the past sound like.

I received the phrama "Torment Scream" earlier from contact distance. That's when Spindle went through.

Frama's, and the echoing Azril's … "

"Right! A pseudobiotic circuit via Spindle! A path to energy transmission arises between the Spindle and the Focus, so if someone else is able to get in between it, even if they drink it in their stomach!

Norman barks that the point has been made.

But Aska nodded.

"Frama has. Not just crucibles, not even scissors. They have both destruction and creation in their hands.

Or is it the reversible usage of Azril that activates Frama's Crucible? Is it constantly activated because of that... "

"Are you really going to be a god?"

Norman groaned.

Save, produce and destroy.

Heaven and earth creation - small in scale, but its place of work was just, true divine deeds, its imitation (and more).

"Or maybe that was the real 'twist'.

This drifting temple - I can't help but say it looks like a boxship in the Bible.

If so... a world of only the chosen ones... no, my reasoning is not a problem right now "

Once again, it was Iris who calmly analyzed it.

I stared at the contested Aska, pressed my reasoning aside, and said it only politely.

"I mean, I have Azrile. Here. Definitely. Aska's right."

It was Aska who was more surprised by this logical development.

Because Ilis lightly admitted Aska's claim.

That's not what I can do.

"So does Iris admit that the mindset of Vijon-Frama, conveyed by spiritual contact, is false?

"No, I don't think so. Both, really. It's just that the visible phases (aspect) are different"

"? What do you mean? There seems to be a discrepancy."

"There is no contradiction. Aska, if you're a woman, don't you have any experience?

I lost important hair decorations and people searched for them, but I can't find them.

Someone praises me when I'm on my way.

That hair decoration looks great on you. "

What you're saying, you know?

With his hands on his head, Iris looked at Aska from the front.

Aska opens her eyes.

"I have it... I can't find it"

"It's right next door, but they don't know where it is. That sort of... curse"

It's yin and humid, said Iris.

"So make prediction possible: did you need the Seraphim filament"

Yes, and Iris nodded.

Again with certainty, I said.

"Frama has always been looking for a scissor: Azrael. Even though I already have it!

That's the curse of this "closed corridor" in Frama.

Knight: Ze no, and that Aigis... tried to help her, working behind her back... "

Desperately desperate for a mind that was likely to be flushed by empathy for Frama, Iris passed the argument.

"So there's definitely Azril."

"But where?

Norman asked, and Illis smiled.

That's a pitiful grin on Frama.

As the same woman. As someone who was asked for help.

"Mr. Norman, you were just telling the right answer yourself, weren't you?

I don't know. Talking to you or Princess Aska makes me feel terribly stupid. "

"Ma, the skin seems thicker than the contents."

Isma mixed it up a little bit, but Norman looked at Iris and Aska, two pure white and brown women, with faces as if to worship the Virgin.

Ka, and Isma sighed. That's why he's a knight.

Turn your hand around Ashle's shoulder and ask for consent.

No, I'm a knight, too, I think Ashley.

"The best place to hide decisive destruction is to host decisive creation. Behind the crucible... it's in the belly of a woman!

Formations were formed based on military discussions.

Norman and Aska took both wings and stormed as they escorted Ashley.

Ashley puts the recovery of "Shivnir" first.

Even the framers will undoubtedly react to intercept Ashley jumping into a fixed position, but at that time, Norman, who leaps out to the center, activates Arman and holds down the Framer's Crucible.

Aska scratches it and slips in, breaking her destiny (scissors): Get Azrael.

Together with the recapture of the main weapon, Ashley's move has the dual meaning of the decisive trump card: Yang Dynasty, which opens the way to Azrael.

Iris crosses over into the Leg Sheep with Isma and plays a command and guerrilla role while joining the cavalry of the English Spirits.

"Operation Electric Shock (Blitz)."

He spoke to Ashley as Isma spanned (again) to the sheep.

Once again, Ashley thanks both of them for crossing (and) the sheep.

I had my life saved.

The blood of the two returns belongs to Ashley.

"Thanks"

"Nah, nah."

Isma laughs at the tease. I was grateful.

Even though it was a dead place, Ashley was laughing, too.

This is the second time in Ignace territory.

"That's it, Ashley, what do you say? How comfortable are those shoes?"

"Strange, that's the truth. My skin, which has just healed, still tingles and hurts, but it's strange, it doesn't hurt at all when I'm wearing these shoes. Looks like he's walking on a cloud."

"It was made to mimic the equipment of the characters of Tan (Saga), a very popular hero for children of earthspiders."

"The earthspider children?

Ashle sparkled her eyes at the preferences (lumps) of the heterogeneous children, that is, fragments of culture, who were hardly ever bored.

Ilis reiterated to his expression, oh, I knew I liked this human being.

Ashle's face, showing interest in history and culture, was sparkling.

Isma is also relaxing her cheeks for fun.

"What a name, the hero of that hero Tan (Saga) is"

"Hmph, let me tell you something, so don't panic. And what's its name - everyone loves Gecko (Note - Yamori) masks! And those shoes are the Gecko Boots!!

"Horse, Horse, Horse, Gecko (Note Yamori) Mask?! Gecko Boots?!"

"It is. Intelligent dark heroes who even run through walls and ceilings and defend the peace of the underground world with conspiracy and ploy!

A super popular show that teaches and sues with action that sometimes you have to accomplish something despicable and defamatory to be said to be cowardly in order to protect what you love! You know what?

And I became that chick-shaped (hiatus),

"This is me."

Ashle looked blatantly subtle. Mm-hmm? and Isma turned out to be a strange face.

"What, you don't believe me?

"No, before that... there's too much scratching... it's a conspiracy and ploy... it's cowardly and vile"

"It's not just beautiful in the world, is it?

Isma laughed at all.

Is that the model, and Ashle also had a tight laugh.

The story of Izma, who has lived for hundreds of years, doesn't even know where the hell it is, whether it's a joke or a bedtime speech.

Mostly, Gecko Boots and Isma say, the real thing is sandals.

A lot, too dynamic. Legally, I don't know.

"So is this that original?

"No, I bought it from an artisan, didn't I? properly."

Replica, replica.

Izma waves flickering.

"But it's true that the power of the curse helps soften the impact on the legs or runs through the walls, Yoon"

"Why, it's perfect to size?

I felt Ashley forgot to ask something important, but much more important than that was imminent.

"More than that, Ashley."

I don't know, Ashley turned to Isma. Because Isma had a crisp face sometime.

"I'm talking about Princess Asuka."

Again, that, or Ashley thought.

Isma, who is more calculated than anyone else, was already discussing post-war processing.

Even Norman will not speak, but he will think.

Ashley herself, when she started worrying, she couldn't stop, so she consciously stopped.

"I was sworn in a lot earlier... but I knew that was a bad idea. Think about the country she carries, or given Ashley's position."

"Right"

My stomach is starting to ache when I think about it.

Isma looks painfully at such an ashle.

"I know, Ashley. The agony."

"Izma"

Ashle thanked Isma for noticing herself like her brother did.

Ashle, who alone had no brother, not even a sister, but if he had a brother, and that was a man like Isma, he thought.

"But we have to be clear. Don't deceive the answer."

Yes, and Ashley nodded. I know, and.

That's okay, Isma also agreed. Say it right.

"I'm the one who saved you."

What? And Ashley saw Isma. It should have been an endless dumb face.

There? I thought. Is that the problem?

After a long time with Isma, I eventually became anxious that this dumb surface would become the initial state of my expression.

"I think that was the first time I helped! I already got it back for you the second time! In This Calling From The Heavens Kingdom!

Ashle turned her back on Isma as she spoke roughly.

Isma couldn't handle Ashley looking angry for some reason.

Iris erupted into Isma, who panicked.

This, when I borrow it. Hey, Ashle pointed at my foot and indicated Gecko Boots as she yelled.

"What were you talking about?

Aska spoke to me when I got in place.

My legs are too blindfolded from my short clothes.

Standing on the golden meadow, she was even divine.

Ashle answered, turning away.

"No, hey, give me a timing problem"

Right, and Aska didn't even try to gaze at me, either, snapping at me. Pompous, in that sense.

"That vow - if it annoys you, break it. The... what, until now, the humans who put their lives up to it, because they weren't there... and the humans who really pissed me off... I was really happy."

Uh, and Ashley turned around and asked back.

They were too whispered to be heard well on the battlefield where the battle music sounded.

Anything. Aska turned forward and pulled out Jambiya.

Shout to shake something.

"Ah, knights, it's time to storm. Live or die, if you're a friend, don't be afraid! Fight for no remorse! Way to go! The way to glory! Keep going!"

That's the signal. Everyone started the assault.

Norman continued, and Lag and Ashley also rushed out.