Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Still, there's an aura out there that says" princess ”no matter what you wear."

The coastline stretching to the east of Catel Island has sandy beaches.

Among them were Ashley and Zion, one of the villages with a relatively large church.

The village overlooking the sea is built on a slope that is very different from the landscape on the western side of the island.

Ashle was in a fireplace flame in the church cafeteria in that village.

Traces of meals on the tabletop.

Lesso - fresh seafood boiled in water.

Unsurprisingly, this dish is commonly found in extras with close proximity to the sea, and even more elaborate restaurants use dried tomatoes, garlic, and herbs to make it a dish called Aqua Pazza.

But Ashley preferred a simple Lesso richetta boiled in the brine made for me by my mother and Eunice.

Intensely flavourful and elaborate dishes are for enjoying moments, and your tongue gets tired every day.

When you get there, Lesso can sometimes season and do it herself, and you never get tired of it.

When eaten with salt, lemon, and olive oil, the pale white fish flavor was overflowing.

The one from this monastery was also still in line with its simple richetta (recipe), the difference being the flavors of water and olive oil.

The bright-colored olive oil is light and light.

The oil on the north side is deep green and intense on the palate, but I see it's so heavy to eat every day in warm areas.

Dashkamarier's story suggests that the more sun-beneficent you go south, the stronger the trend.

There are other species, but they have to do with harvest season, such as using ripe ones.

Ashley thinks it's a strange thing.

Scion and Ashley, the two of us, one medium-sized sea bream, flattened round.

Cooking is what Ashley did, by the way.

Well, I just remove the guts, remove the scales, and boil them.

The combination is grass named Cervatica.

Similar to Luccola, but with a strong and spicy flavour similar to sesame seeds.

This also grows everywhere in the meadows of Idareia.

If a common man tells his mother in the kitchen to "pick up some grass," this is the first thing.

Ashley used to think that Cervatica and Luccola were the same thing, at best about a subspecies, but when you make her say ”professor," it's a very different grass.

So when I was told what happened, I felt like the difference until then, but the ditty was important, so I was able to interact.

This was also made into a salad by Ashley.

Even so, a well washed dish was simply placed in a wooden bowl, in the order of salt, vinegar and olive oil, and the seasoning was put together by hand.

Salt (Sare), pepper (Pepe) (often omitted because it is expensive), vinegar (Achetto), olive oil (Aurio).

The order in which seasonings are added.

Speaking of ingenuity, it is enough to have carefully removed every part of the stiff stem.

But I laughed when Shion, who was fooling around with "grass", peeled off his eyes when he took a bite.

The long-time Scion of wandering life would have slept on the pillow an unthinkable number of times from its origins.

At that time, they must have eaten this grass.

First, it is also known as "Galgir" or "Galgir", which is the favorite of the ordinary people of Aram who are located on the opposite shore of the island of Katel.

The idea of eating this grass really good is to get rid of that stem part.

The mother was taught that there was only that small, tiny task.

It would be unusual for a man of nobility, and partly because his father had gone through cooking, but every day, my mother did not get out of hand in these fine parts.

"I can't win with flavoring and boldness, but I'm probably the one who wins in this kind of hiding place," my mother said.

Certainly, the cervatica salad I had at the restaurant in Nokoka already tasted cluttered.

"It's just boiled in water, is it really good?

Leso, too, seemed worried about Scion.

As much as Nojuku tours countries, he is a Zion who has sometimes been invited to court.

Compared to a dish full of creative ideas from the cooks, this would certainly not have looked "good".

He mouthed Ashle's portion so that he could not take it personally, and peeled his eyes again.

"I didn't know you could just boil it in water... what... cooking is easy stuff"

Ashley, I was peeling at Zion's words.

Finishing his meal, Ashle is taking care of his weapons.

If it's true, we should get rid of the dishes and stuff, but it's war time. Let's have a big look.

That means that the church is deserted, and now the village is deserted except Ashley and Zion.

For in the name of the hospitality of a single line of cardinals, many inhabitants were gathered in the cities of the catel.

For one thing, this was an operation carried out with the aim of flaking the processing power of the envoys by means of man-made sea tactics and perhaps making it difficult for the Ashlets to trace a single line of them, a hidden mission.

And there was another aspect to this operation.

i.e. the protection of human life.

The prediction that perhaps the landing would take place clandestinely, targeting the weak parts of the defense, was quickly put in place, because the imitation that would challenge from the front the strategic base where thousands of massive forces stood was still a fool that would not offend no matter how elite the Night Devil, the Earthspider.

So, a strategy was devised to make the inhabitants blame.

Already half a century after it became the Knights of Catel Hospital.

After several battles with the Alam side, the inhabitants were familiar with evacuating to the fortress protected by the Knights in emergency situations.

It was different from Extram, far from the battlefield, because of the mindset of ordinary people.

This time, however, it became only a catachism encouraging participation in a feast intended for the reception of the Cardinal Embassy.

Freedom to return home during the day, but before dusk it was recommended to join the hospitality.

Ashley thinks it's a good induction.

Man, the occasion of the festival is not to be missed.

Even then, there was a lack of entertainment.

There could be no one who would not take part in the feast that descended and gushed, nor in the feast with the Lord's ink, in the rough weather, where farming and fishing were not spared.

Because it was usually a chance to be found in dishes that I couldn't speak of, fine wines, and sweet sugar sweets.

The cardinals of the Pontifical Agency were either overwhelmed or still seen.

That's why Ashley and the others were waiting for assassins who would come, in a village with no sign of creatures other than the cattle.

Of course, I wasn't netting on the dark clouds.

The Night Devil has the power to sense the proximity of his fellow countrymen.

It is a native hunting organism, the ability developed by an organism called Night Demon with mighty power and near infinite lifespan not to vandalize each other's hunting grounds, Zion explained to Ashle.

Theon had identified the chase of Geiserlon, approached by his abilities - the elite serving the Grand Duke of the Night Devil: the expected landing point for the Knights Under the Moon.

An advance prediction was made that a small squad, probably led by a knight under the moon, would land on a coastline that could be seen down from this village.

If it was base defense, the usual response would have been to have bonfires (calluses) set on fire in preparation for enemy attacks, with outposts lining up and watching the coastline.

But then, vice versa, Theon said, the man with direct command of this defense force - that is, he advanced to Norman.

And you won't be able to notice the raid of the Horseman under the Moon just how much a human has been on the lookout for, you know?

It is so self-evident that the Book of the Night covers the world once a day that it cannot be prevented with human power.

He said it was the pinnacle of stupidity to literally assimilate completely into shadow and darkness and challenge man-made sea tactics against the elite of the Night Devil who could create as many servants as he wanted by his teeth.

He also said that it was dangerous to have the benevolence and morality of humanity's thinking in the actions of the knight under the moon.

That is - because the target of the knights under the moon is Zion, it is dangerous to assume that no harm will be done other than this.

And the knights of the moon shall moisten their throats, and they shall raid upon the house that is on the way, and slay the people that are their people.

So Ashley and Zion sent the whole village to the embassy reception of the Pope's Office.

With Zion, I don't need a lookout.

I don't even need to see it.

Not so long ago, Theon, the princess of the Night Devil, can clearly feel the coming of his own people.

Even with this blood resonance, it is said that the more the Night Demon's superior species, the more accurate and vast the range.

Theon is the direct line of the Grand Duke.

You cannot deceive this as long as you are the Night Devil, I assured you.

So I decided to place a few elites at that landing point.

It goes without saying that Scion is fishing bait.

Ashley volunteered there.

Either way, Ashley's main weapon, Dragon Spear: "Shivnir" is too dangerous in downtown to maximize its capabilities.

At the heart of the ritual, deep in the Knights of Catel Hospital: it is also dangerous in the underground passage where "Construx" fits.

There was also a combination with Scion, and the proposal was immediately accepted.

The communication is made by Hilari pointing to the dial provided in the basement command room.

Mutual communication of will was also perfect.

Not only strings, but also rough icons that start on maps and indicate enemy discoveries, during engagements, crisis situations, etc., are predetermined and distributed.

Tight, pretty good stuff, Ashley thinks.

Theon also accepted Norman's suggestion that when he went to the village church, he should wear the costume of a nun to deceive humans at all times.

I also praised Norman for being a good idea.

But now, from the top of that ni monk's headscarf, it's that heavy crowned thing - somehow, there was a more bee-per-bee picture unfolding.

Ashley has no choice but to say this to Scion, who will tend to Hands of Glory.

"Whatever you wear, you look like a princess," he said.

Hmm? And I got a response.

When swollen, Scion turned his gaze to Ashle as he cheeked the Dolce amaretti (baked confectionery with almond paste and egg whites).

That kind of place, it's not like a princess at all.

More of a samurai?

"What? The crown?"

"Yeah. Well, you know, just don't stand out."

"I know, too. What's so unbalanced about this. But I can't let it go either. I don't like it anymore."

I guess even Scion was more concerned.

I removed that heavy crown and put it on a thick walnut table.

I heard a blunt noise.

Speaking of which, Theon doesn't always let go of this crown.

Ashley wanted to ask where it came from.

"A testament to the blood of the Grand Duke of the Night -" Astellas "- originally belonged to my father"

"" Astellas "- among the" eftals ", but among the poetic expressions... Star... No, Lord Star, was it? Even in the constellation, it was like a word that could only be worn on a star that was central and brilliant? Asterix, that's what's left of it, right?

"Damn, after all, shouldn't you have been an archaeologist?

Scion laughed for the first time Ashle's exposition was strongly remembered.

Because you were right about that point.

"But I mean my father's belongings... is it true that the property of the Grand Duke of the Night Devil, the Skullberry of Geiserlon? How did you bring it up?

"Of course, I took it. - From his neck."

To Zion's remarks, Ashle was heartfelt, surprised.

Because it was supposed to be Zion's confession to the killing of his father, as well as the reward for the fall of King Geiserlon.

"That's... Scion... you are..."

"No, he rebuilt his flesh without a second. Destroyed was more of the Holy Separate Weapon I was using. But in that moment, I took it from him."

At that time, if it was Rose Absolute in my hand, it would have been different.

Theon stared at his palm and said.

Eyes looking far away.

When Zion had these eyes, Ashle already knew that the events of the day had come to life in various ways, past in that little skull and behind her chest.

So I said.

"Can I ask you something about that time?"

Memories of Zion, with a desire to share the past.

Theon looked surprised at Ashle's offer.

Then those deep purple eyes wet and trembled.

Yeah, and nod small.

Ashley felt her chest warm, like when she drank up a fine brandy.

There's a fragrance in the nasal cavity late, when you chew the liquor up with your back teeth.

Scion's feelings flowed through the heart they shared.

"I went to perform. The Night Devil can coexist with humans.

No, I wonder, rather, if the dreams that man creates can even create a piece that can slow down and age our night demons tied to perpetual robbery.

I was wondering if we should consider that possibility. "

Surprisingly, Theon said he was rushed.

Ashle tries to squeeze in all the exorbitant feelings and beats that have heightened at once, listening back.

"Scarbelli - did you refuse that offer?

If you confronted Skullbelli.

That's what I asked.

"No, if I had, I would not have slaughtered my father.

He was also carrying a weapon of holiness because he was going to slash and lay down the neighbors that surrounded his father at times.

I was going to protect my father - until then... until I found out about the plan. "

My father was indeed a strange man who did not look like the King of Demons at night, Theon said.

He was feared as a ruthless, premeditated king because he did not break his chilling tone and cool demeanor like a doctor, but his insides were different.

I believed it was something so different.

Only me.

Ashle was bewildered by her affectionate affection for her unhidden father, which appeared in Zion's tone.

There was a preconceived notion that the relationship between Scion and Scarbelli, who aimed for their lives and were targeted, was colored by hatred and resentment.

But there was, indeed, some familiarity, no, even tea glare, in the figure of Scarbelli, which Zion had once raised to the edge of his mouth.

"I know the confusion. the confusion I received when I went to perform and it is the opposite direction but of the same nature"

The only person I could believe and open my heart to in that Geiserlon court, that was my father: Scarbelli.

"It's been my feeling since I realized I can't eat you."

Perhaps Ashle was even more exhilarated by the excitement that she could now count herself among the few humans who could worship about the character of the Grand Duke of Night Demons in mankind, his truth.

tickled, and Theon laughed as he felt the movement of that Ashle's heart.

"You're a stranger... but you were a good father"

That was obvious if you look at the integrity of Zion and the depth of mercy that seeps into action more than that.

It was the only thing believed in the court of Geiserlon.

Yes, Theon says.

So, if it is, the impact of Scarbelli's upbringing on Scion's spiritual formation should be immeasurable.

Just as the parents for Ashley are.

"That's how I've lived.

He poured out unto me an unmistakable love.

However, above all, my love for my late mother exceeded that.

As jealous as I am of my daughter.

But that's where I thought it was great - until that night. "

It was first Scarbelli that I was interested in a species called humanity, and that he taught me that the creation of his hand had the power to quench the thirst for blood.

That's what Theon confessed.

Ashle heard the word with great surprise.

But at the same time, I was deeply convinced.

Theon's Night The Devil's unmistakable ideas and mindset were rooted in the Pillar of the Night Devil's True Ancestors: The Influence of Scarbelli.

"An old legend - no, you're no longer in a gaga close to the myth.

Instead, Scarbelli said he was a human, not a demon at night.

The story of the nine heroes who brought this world back from the dark ages. "

"The Nine" - a lot of legs, but that story is basically all true. "

And it came to pass, and Zion said, Loving, but Ashley was made to look up again.

Because Theon told me that Tan, the hero whose mother had made him read it, was telling the truth.

So, the departure of Scarbelli, spoken of in that passage as "The Fallen Heaven of the Healthcare King," ends with Geiserlon becoming the kingdom of the Night Devil (Tenmari).

That Scarbelli gave the Grand Duke of the Night Devil - his son, Zion - the culture he creates, his understanding of dreams, his budding (more) of interest?

Ashley couldn't help but notice that she was trembling.

"There's something about archaeologists' sexuality - I think about that, I feel like Scarbelli.

How about - I just realized, am I, like, willing to fazacon, is this, like, maybe?

I said, laughing like Zion was in trouble.

"So you and Scarbelli have been talking about maybe coexisting and prospering with humanity for a long time?

"Coexistence and co-prosperity, I never brought up the agenda.

I was young enough to tell how dangerous the topic was.

However, there were many times when we talked about the culture of mankind, about how to prolong our lifeblood instead of blood.

My father never denied my immature and rampant opinions, nor did he affirm them at will as well.

He listened in silently and developed his thoughts and opinions.

Think of it, that was growing my thoughts, the very power of thought - the Will.

It was also Scarbelli who taught me the taste of wine "

Theon's words clearly had respect and respect.

"And yet, why?

That's why Ashley asked.

Why did Zion try to kill a great king who believed his father, who loved him so much, worthy of respect and trust?

"One evening I visited Scarbelli to make a definitive argument.

At that time, there was an instantaneous maximum wind increase in luck among the young nobles of the bloodthirsty Geiserlon to conquer the nation of mankind, establish a system of domination, and keep mankind under slavery as livestock.

And there was a tendency for some old aristocrats to secretly support that force, drive down moderates, and spark an all-out war against the nation of humanity.

I went out to negotiate for it, knowing the movement, to seek a renewed state policy in Scarbelli, who does not intend to lay a hand on the expansion of the radical forces - that is, to appeal directly to me to launch coexistence and co-prosperity with humanity. "

I think he was a blue-smelling idealist while I was there.

Theon laughed in self-derision.

"There was no way I could forgive a total war or anything like that when I was already struck by the culture that mankind creates.

Of course, when it comes to fully understanding that my father was in a difficult position, he is not.

I mean, she was the girl who fell in love with different cultures and went blind.

I was there. "

Theon's face, which speaks of that, was as deep as an aged wine.

"I suppose that suddenly pressing for a change in state policy towards cohesion policy would not have made much difference at the very root of it with the young officers who, in the end, provoke an all-out war by chanting a policy of territorial expansion.

But still, Scarbelli set up a meeting with me. "

Scarbelli urged me to follow him, having made him pay, and having informed him of his coming.

Geiserlon: Underground of Iph Castle - its vain mouth was opened behind Scarbelli, whose dark and deep underground labyrinth, which was not allowed to enter except the king, urged Zion to follow.

"It was probably quite a magical space - bracketed by a strong spell - there.

It was a strange wooden labyrinth.

A lampshade casting complex shadows.

I remember a bunch of lights shaking that didn't emit heat.

I couldn't stand the long silence and I hit Scarbelli with my thoughts.

On that path, like that argument, which I repeated several times at a young age, I was freed from my position as a princess, the Grand Duke and his son, slamming my ideals into Scarbelli with words.

That one was silent and taking my claim "

And then, abruptly, my vision opened.

Theon said.

"There was a huge space there.

And the remains of a giant creature - the sacred remains and Scarbelli called it - were suspended.

Anchored, hung with a bunch of wires.

It was pure white, beautiful and ugly enough to make me nauseous at the same time.

Dare I say - Ashley, forgive me for this - to the "portal" I saw in the depths of this island, in the deepest depths of that cave... I mean, it was very similar to the carcass of the Lord. "

What, a voice was leaking out of my throat - Theon said.

This is, what is this?

In response to that inquiry, Scarbelli recalled.

"My wife. She's your mother."

Orhidea aten Berioni Geiserlon.

"What do you mean...?

"It's the same, Ashley. Nor did I know, at first, what Scarbelli was saying to my father.

But as soon as Scarbelli introduced him, the statue of a pure white woman, her eyelids trembled on the top of the wreckage.

Slowly opened.

A golden iris looked at me and smiled - with a deep look of mercy.

I intuited.

There are no lies in Scarbelli's words, he said.

It's just, I figured it out at the same time.

My father, and my mother... already, "

Then, Scarbelli said.

In a light, gentle tone.

"I thought you'd say that. [M]

I want to reveal everything to you, the secret we were born into, why was the Night Devil born, and hence all the human beings born out of it?

Why is this Worlds Ende, where we live, so brittle in the brackets of fate - easily altered?

Human Culture - Why the hell does Dream work on us?

And a moment of re-integration.

Melting, more fusion.

Eliminate suffering and strife from this world.

Ascension.

Beyond constraints, escape the rules, to further superiors, make perpetual robbery truly ours - for that matter "

When I stood back, Theon was trembling.

Ashle found that the memories, which are forcibly regenerated, too vivid, and too complete, not by his "will" but in his brain, or in his chest, are literally causing Zion to experience the horrors and pains of obsolescence.

Scion's chest pain is felt by Ashle as my affair.

"Theon, okay. Enough - now, no more"

I was accidentally embracing a shivering Scion if I noticed.

Reality is held back so that it can be ascertained that it exists.

Theon gives you a groan that devours your teeth and kills your voice.

It's the turbulence of memories that blows in the back of the skull and Zion's "will" to shake it off.

Eventually, the strength was removed from the fingertips that were strong.

When we let each other go to gently peel off, Theon's expression was back to the usual, that serene thing.

Ashley poured the red wine in the water into the goblet and gave it to him.

"When I realized that I was expressing the Spindle, I was cut by Scarbelli.

I just thought it was crazy.

Scarbelli, my mother... "

And I was given life in the world by those two.

"Everything was suspicious and hard to believe.

Scarbelli should have told me how the seed of the Night Devil was born - by whom he received the cursed raw.

But when I try to recreate that memory, I am about to break, as I do now.

We need Astellas to contain it.

This Focus protects the spirit of the wearer.

So I can't let go. "

Laugh at me, Ashley.

I depend on the ability of this crown.

"I'm afraid you're going crazy."

I wonder how Ashley looked worried.

Scion was getting his spare time back first.

"Well... these days, in the sense of a suddenly attacked memory reproduction... the bastards, you know, in a mix, they suspect this kind of chastity,"

I don't know, when I looked at him, he pushed his nose with his palm as if he were to be rejected.

"Hey, what do you mean?

"Good day. What do you want me to say? You natural Bourne Gigolo!

"What do you mean?! Bo, am I bad? What's a natural bone gigolo? With Doyuko?

"Damn, lately, the artsy style is starting to look like Izma!

Bathed with Zion's fingerprints, Ashle with a pigeon-like face on her ass, Zion just wears the crown: "Astellas" back on.

Her face was bright red.

"Mm-hmm. That's good."

Earlier, when I said something else, it was terrible. Theon began wearing it until Hands of Glory, just in case.

"Scion?"

"Hurry up armed, Ashle. Coming."

It didn't have to be about the Moon Knight, no matter what.

Finally, the point of landing was revealed in the sensory field of Zion.

In the presence of Zion's "will" to switch consciousness without thirst, too, the strength of his autonomy can be felt lovingly in Ashle on the contrary.

Regardless, there is no standing for the beloved princess to seem to be lagging behind on her way to the battlefield.

Ashley will also be handily armed.

The new saddle is not optimized for horse assault, but it is well accommodated and specificed to allow the two of us to ride, assuming that we will fight with Scion on board.

At the stables (Umaya), the Vitrions should be waiting for their turn.