Sanzen no Souru Supina

The devil's ship lurks nearby at night - its Zion concerns soon manifest themselves as a real disaster.

I was contacted about that only after Zion was in tune with Hilari on the horse.

In the course of last night, the satellite city of the city of Catel: Radacona was attacked by a knight under the moon.

It's almost the same time that the city of Catel came under attack.

One of the knights under the moon was moving as a separate team.

Different landing points, time difference/alone.

In other words, Weitz made his team a positive move in a way.

The dispersion of power is the basis of the basis on which the Ashles are taught as bad hands (...) at the Theory on the human side, that is, at the Pontifical Academy of Administration and the School of Military Sciences.

It's also the pinnacle of stupidity that inferior sides set up in numbers in combat.

But it's not the same story if you become a demon at night who can restore health and create gestures by sucking blood.

The Moon Knight infiltrated Radacona had been ordered by Weitz to replenish his gestures and his role in causing further confusion.

A guerrilla tactic that avoids engaging from the front and targets the opponent's exhaustion has never been adopted as a combat action, at least by the elite of the Knights Under the Moon, primarily in actions seen by lower night demons.

Because the proud knights of the Night Devil had a strong attachment to defeating their opponents by one strike.

But Weitz even ordered that obsession to tread on its own for victory.

That's right. The Knights of Catel Hospital were also flirted with by this.

If the Horseman of the Moon were to aim, he would have stepped on either Zion, which was the subject of pursuit, or the city of Catel, where the envoys of the Pope's Office would stay.

Knights of the Catel Hospital who were poked at what was a thin spot: The two arrived after a moment had elapsed since the breakdown of pre-arranged regular contact in preparation for the war.

Two deadly hours have passed.

Already at this time, about a hundred citizens had become servants of the devil at night.

It was a testament to the faithful execution of Weitz's orders by the Horseman under the Moon.

If they had probably arrived half an hour late, Radacona would have fallen completely.

Even at a time when the spears and swords shook by the two knights pierced the crowd, chopped, blood odors and blood smoke broke out, and the organs, flesh pieces and literal blood rivers began to fill his feet, the Moon Knight did not show up.

When the two knights broke their back teeth and saw their teeth, suddenly, it came down to the outrage of having to put the citizens on their own hands, who were supposed to have to protect them - and continue to commit crimes until they were finished.

Shh, and there was a heavy noise.

It was the sound of the human body being slapped against the cobblestone.

Then it slipped down the streets wet in blood fat.

I was not a human.

It was the fruit of a below-the-moon knight who was punched into his whole body with a wedge resembling a pile and caught in jest with silver glowing yarn.

A special pile began to mix the smell of wine with the blood odor, as it sometimes spit out the blood stored in the body of the knight under the moon like a creature.

The blood of the Night Devil, unlike that of mankind, incenses as if it were wine.

If Ashley was here, she would have immediately identified herself.

"Ya! All of you, lots, lots!

Who else - Isma - appeared from behind the crowd who turned into demonic servants at night, scratching them unconstitutionally.

"I got you, didn't I? There are no basics, no hands, no legs, because I've put it all together with the mutants and tools that seal the mutants of the metastatic and transformative systems, including the Chains of Isserial Bain?

With that light-hearted laugh, Isma kicked the head of the moonlit knight from the top, who nearly raised his face.

Isma showed how ruthless and ruthless the two Knights of Catel Hospital, who were causing more anger towards the Moon Knights than anyone else, were to be accidentally stripped of their eyes.

"Well, the rest of the servants - let's bake it, shall we?

Before Izma could finish or not, a fire line ran behind her.

Not as big or as caloric as the Crawling Inferno I showed you one day.

But the power of Courtarize Napalm, which runs a fiery fire of directed high fever, was too powerful to swallow away the vampired crowd.

The knights, dirty in return blood, lose their words to the appearance of their former compatriots, who gasp in agony and leap to the dance of death in the flames of the Red Lotus.

"Where did you go?

Without even looking back at the burning crowd, Isma asked the potent weather.

From the knights' point of view, the heart would have been complicated.

The greatest threat, the Horseman under the Moon, was captured after being completely powerless, and the crowd, who became servants, was cleansed by fire.

It should be an achievement without further ado.

But no sincerity was found anywhere in Isma's attitude.

Furthermore, this man was a earthspider.

Interracial.

He is an enemy of mankind, one who belongs to the outside world who has been taught as an enemy to be annihilated.

Dashkamarier, chief of the Greater sect, Knights: Zabelzaft, and the lead knight: It was a man recognized by Norman, and one thing at the drifting temple in Frama earlier - the martial arts medal (yummy) is where all the Knights of Catel Hospital know.

No one in it knows the role played by Isma, and it is the temperament of the warrior class to admit without prejudice to its strength, to the actions actually taken, whether it be heterogeneous or hostile.

It is not the job of the knight to repeat the debate about the differences between deceptive cultures and doctrines.

A martial arts medal is a martial arts medal, an action is an action, and the result is a result. Because people who can't acknowledge reality have to die on the battlefield.

Still, I didn't feel any respect for the enemy from Isma's light gesture, and for the dead or those who go to death.

I have no mourning to show as a human.

Isma said, like a chase.

"Uh, Courtarize Napalm is an alien that we use to interact with the devil, and it has a disinfectant effect."

It was tantamount to unleashing "pathogens" on innocent people, no matter how well they had become servants of the devil at night, who had now burned them down.

Finally, one of the knights was about to eat it.

Izma hastily opens her palms to show that she has no other intention.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't think I understand the difference. Did I say something that bothered you?

Behind Isma, who continues to interact so, the beauty of the earthspider alike stepped down and knelt down.

Dirty cobblestones with snow dissolved in blood, organs and fat are creating a puddle, it was on top of it.

If you look closely, you will have noticed that the woman's body is trying to float on its surface, as if it were not dirty.

Another knight set up his weapon.

But the woman did not even glance at the knight, but turned her enthusiastic gaze to Isma, and said:

"You are sweeping away the remaining enemies, Master"

"A lot. Oh, catel folks, because this is not the enemy. No, I was an enemy to be exact, because my charm (Miliki, and Izma pronounced it) made me a complete puppet already, so it's kind of big-time."

A catel knight asked a question that was taken lightly.

Something like that.

Something.

Isma answered the question.

"The earthspider assassins were after us, too, to match the night demon invasion.

So, as I look at the distribution of power for this case, I'm going to take a little pawn off the board and turn it upside down.

Oh, by the way, this kid, the earthspider killer: Elehimera of Betsalion.

Beautiful girl?

Why don't you let me sneak you into your bedroom?

Come on. Come on.

The Knights of Catel Hospital shut up about turning back to Isma, who speaks in a tone like some slave trader.

"In the meantime, let's take the guy we caught to headquarters. I need to get some information. Oh, I'll leave the torture to you -. Let me show you something."

Thus, he took the captured moon knight and the murderer of the earthspider who became his servant, and it was just before the sun rose that Isma headed to the central command post on Katel Island - the underground facility where Norman would form a formation.

Time overlaps where Ashley and the others were taking a short nap.

"Huh, what the hell is that? The strength of these guys' solidarity is. Clearly, it's very depressing."

Said Gisele as she looked down at the brigade that turned into an evacuation facility.

The object of the evil is the Knights of Catel Hospital.

The rooms where Lahn and Gisele stay are located away from the cage, on a high altitude, and from the open-air bath closest to the source, overlooking the facilities of the cage under your eyes.

Gisele, who was running to the guidance and palm of those who had been burned out until the sun rose, came to drag down the lane she was throwing home first as she abusively threw off her armor and kicked her helmet.

I don't even try to glorify Gisele's evil behavior towards the Knights, who are my friends, and I return it with the way Larn agrees.

"I tried to see Zabelzaft about this, including the delegation of command, but I got stuck.

I am proud to say that I am not seriously injured, and I cannot bear to end it because I say it out loud.

Aside from what I'm asking, I've decided to pretend to be an unfriendly pig warrior, whether I suggest it or not.

Oh, I guess the Knights side applied a lot of precautions in advance.

The guard is strong and there is no gap to follow.

There's nothing stronger than a skinny old danuki.

Caged in a hole, no hands, no legs.

In the meantime, a woman named Dashkamarier whose home base is so much older that she doesn't even try to show up - is she really so desperate right now that she can't get her hands off it, or is she nervous?

The Archbishop of Catel Island, entrusted with the patronage of the East by the power of a mighty heavenly revelation, is based on the power of the right prophecy recognized by the Pope's Office - the Seraphim Filamento, so it's hard to reach this one. "

"" Professor "- doesn't sound troubled at all. Rather, aren't you happy?

"Hmm, harder games don't burn better? I don't care about my taste."

Larn washed his face dirty in coal smoke in a hot spring.

The same is true of the Idareia peninsula, to which the country belongs, but the islands around here, the coast, are indispensable to the hot springs due to the volcanic belt.

When Larn finished washing his face, Gisele was getting to herself sometime.

From beneath a clear brow showing strong will, an eye with much to say looked at Larn.

"What is it?

"When the professor talks like that, it's when he's already got the M.O. to attack."

To Gisele's definitive questioning, Lahn waved and answered.

"That's too much to wear, Giselle. Just..."

"Just?"

He leaned over to Larn and Giselle said, asking questions.

I don't even hate the fact that my breasts are rich.

"That's odd, I thought. Here."

Rahn looked back behind him as he stood at the spearhead of Gisele's pursuit.

From there you can admire the city of Catel, which returned to ashes overnight, and the facilities that survived in its vicinity - this inn, some cavalry, the castle fortress of Catel City, etc.

Maybe where the burned out people are concentrated.

"Don't you know what it is? From this human stream?

"So he says he doesn't like reasoning. Tips."

"You didn't even think about it for a second, now."

Ha, and Lahn sighs at this sight, but Gisele bleeds with the horse's eastern wind.

Fine, and Larn broke.

"This Catel Island was a parish at the core of the Greater sect, wasn't it? with the cathedrals and hospitals that symbolize it."

"Yes."

Giselle tilts her ankle to show what it is.

It probably shouldn't have been intentional to let him arm himself to highlight the valley of his chest.

"The group of facilities is dense from the middle belly of the island upwards. If you're hosting an evacuee, you're not in a city neighborhood that's at high risk of burning out, you're in a group of facilities, right?

Oh, and finally, Giselle hits her hand with the feeling.

"And yet, somehow, the human stream is barely flowing to churches and hospital facilities - yes," says the professor. "

"On the face of it, only seriously injured people will accept it.

Look, the grownups are pulling the kids up the stairs.

Isn't this situation something that hasn't happened before at the Battle of the Castle on Catel Island?

Control is in place, but I felt something confused.

To the flow of people, right?

You have to act according to different rules than this, like?

Regardless of the elite Knights of Catel Hospital among the elite, we can't let all the people thoroughly do that.

Usual habits are much stronger than humans think. "

There's something you can see from that move. Rahn said pale.

"What do you see?

"The intention of the Knights of Catel Hospital to isolate the people from the core of the Order, something like that."

"Evil” secret society, huh?

Larn accidentally blows it out because it's what Gisele says with a serious face.

"" Professor ”Hidoi. I made some serious reasoning right now."

"The gap between you when you're leading troops in wartime and you when you're not, Giselle, is too bad. But I can't wait to be cute there."

Larn continued to deduce the ensuing Gisele reactions while not lightly.

"It's... I think the part where reasoning is too bold, but secretive, tells the truth."

"In other words?"

"They Catel Hospital Knights have a serious secret.

Sounds like you can't even reveal it to the Pope's office, huh?

And the secret is that when this island becomes a battlefield, it becomes a clear target of attack = it contains a cathedral and hospital facility, which is the episcopal centre.

Therefore, even if there was damage to the city during the war, it was not used as an evacuation facility.

But I think this is a special response only this time. "

It all sounds good when it comes to protecting the people, doesn't it?

"What does that have to do with the Ashlets?

"Maybe it has nothing to do with it.

But the Knights of Catel Hospital had a dark spot behind them, and it was certain that Ashley and the others would be on this island from yesterday's attack, and yet the Knights of Catel Hospital didn't know that Ashley and the others were here.

Would that happen?

Admit it and give it to me, that's supposed to do it, right?

I mean, if that's the case, there's a reason I can't give it away.

And Ashley is Ashley, too.

If you're really not guilty, why don't you come out?

We'll protect you. - Why can't you come out? It's dark.

So... I wonder if that kind of darkness is connected somewhere all the way around. "

"That's right,“ Professor "- belly black. Dirty."

"Is that really a compliment?

"If I had been married to Ashley, all I can think of is a future in which I would be forced by a" professor ”to tell a story about my past relationship." Dear Ikes, I'm sorry: The Devil of God is the servant of the night "... of that kind of livestock title"

Giselle's cheeks are pale and she's probably excited in strange directions.

Giselle's spirit has gone somewhere, and only the presence of dyeing her cheeks with a rough nose is present in this world.

Larn has no words to speak.

After a while of silence, um, after coughing up, Larn said.

"Well, to sum up, I'm talking about figuring out what this place is rather than trying to chase behind the prey I found myself in the near field, and how sometimes it's more beneficial to explore the thoughts of their collaborators = Catel Hospital Knights.

So, to hunt for a fox, you need a fox hole. "

Then I think I'll finally see where I should snipe my prey.

That's what Larn closed the story with.

"Speaking of sniping, I hit it yesterday."

Gisele, who acknowledged the validity of Larn's story in large muscles and returned to this world, said.

"What are you talking about?

"I'm ready to take a sniper," he said.

"Who, where?

"When we are. Me and the Professor. on the roof of that luxury house yesterday. So well out of the background, the perimeter is open, and from the western slopes, especially the hills, it will be a shot down...... excellent sniper point"

"Is that Shivnir? Ashley Boy sent us to join the Knights of Catel Hospital? No way, right, that's"

To Larn, who laughs and denies, but now Gisele eats down.

"If I were Ashley's position, I would have shot him. Originally," Shivnir "was a weapon to operate in that way. to wipe out enemies from distance to compartment."

To Gisele's seriousness, Larn tightened his expression.

Indeed, and.

"Indeed, you had to consider the current Holy Knight: Ashle to be separate from him, whom I once knew. I was losing it. You have to be careful. You're saying that if you look sweetly at them and you misjudge them, it can lead to death, right?

Kokuri, Gisele nodded.

Larn also nodded back to show understanding, most suggested the other way around.

I'll hold a cold Gisele's shoulder and dip her in the hot tub.

"Shouldn't we deepen our“ relationship ”about the future? After that, you could go somewhere you wanted to be... first of all, the hill where you said you were perfect for sniping? I hope there's something left."

"Well, there it is."

A moment later, Gisele and Rahn weaved their pure white coats deceiving the human eye, and were among the lemon trees that Ashley and the others watched the showdown last night.

The smell of extended burning is terrible in the wind blowing up from the city of Catel, which became a fire place because of the airflow.

I feel like I've got charcoal powder all over my nose when I say I'm taking a bath.

While some may find it difficult, such as the Cardinal and the Holy Knight going out with patience, the scene is still extremely busy.

If the two of you use a different energy, there's nothing like a moment's absence.

The footsteps of the Giselles walking on the slopes of the snow without difficulty, as well as the protection of polarized lenses, which make it difficult to see just a short distance apart, were all if the two were exceptional "spindle" capable men.

Snowfall that had stopped at dawn, but is regaining momentum once again.

Not even that snow reaches both of us.

Larn has mastered a number of abilities to maintain his body and maintain his health, which the knights tend to mastery behind in battle.

If only we lived, we would have a reversible eye, first of all, to know and be familiar with the art of survival.

There was an indomitable spirit there to think so.

Larn is not just intelligent, as it seems.

At the tip of Larn's fingernails, a snowfield was spreading roughed by horses.

Body hair attached, faeces, hoof formats. It's not just footprints. All of that trace left was eloquently talking about the situation last night.

You two, this is...

"" Professor, "footprints belong to horses, and to men... there are only two kinds?

"The horse's hoof is deep into it. Man's manners, horse leg judgment are odd.

I'm pretty sure you're armored from a man's footprint, but it's not so much a heavy outfit. Isn't that about 80 giros at most, including your weight?

Yet, the horse is a foothold as if he had taken on another share of the weight.

There's no sign of Hobark rubbing into the snow, so there's no horse armor either.

It's a thoughtful thing.

The battle against the aliens and is completely broken up.

Then I guess the other can erase the footprint with alien powers like we do.

The man's side is a lot of attention. It feels like an important opponent, a respectable being. He's pulling his hand and keeping pace. "

Careful not to break the trail that would serve as a clue to the chase, Larn proceeded and continued walking as he retraced his time.

"It's something that noble boys and princesses are going to do. I've never thought about the end of the trail. If you're spiral bain spy detectives or wildlings, this is not how it works. At the Pontifical Academy, I don't teach you to hide the tracks of battle."

Giselle raised a roar without a voice.

I can only admire Rahn's wise eye.

Even without the power of alienation, humans can only flesh-empel their opponents to this point with their upbringing, knowledge and sight, their power of observation and reasoning.

"Princess of the Night Devil, is it?

"" Rebellious Bulb Princess "- Theonzafir. Probably for sure?

If you're a night demon, there's an explanation for not leaving footprints on the snow.

"After all, were you fascinated by the demons at night - for Christ's sake, are all the Balaje men, all aligned... also a desire for ruin? While there is something called me. What are you unhappy about?"

Gisele distracted her chest armor and made her pose to emphasize.

Probably sounded like a kanji tease called 'Yusa'.

If it wasn't even covered in steel armor, we'd be talking about.

"Throwing yourself into the fire of love is a madness that is hard to explain by reason. The more ruinous that is and the more difficult it is to accomplish - love brings those parties closer to the protagonists of the story. At the end of the summer, it's like a moth drawn to a lamp light."

I don't notice him until he's scorched by the flames and is full of fire.

Uh, do you have any idea, Giselle blushed her cheeks?

"What's wrong?

"Indeed, I burned earlier. I can't laugh about Ashley."

Larn laughs raw warmly at Gisele's light mouth.

"That's a ritual to open a temporary tuning circuit, isn't it? It's easier for us to reconcile our spindles with each other because of our relationship."

"Come in that deep down -" Professor ”must be an irresponsible faction"

Giselle is still pale, but her eyes aren't laughing.

I'm not talking about responsibility, I'm talking about Ashley's trends.

"Well, I still can't tell if Ashley Fong is fascinated by the Night Devil."

"That's what the Holy Knight is taking with the Princess of the Night Devil, isn't it?

Giselle assured me that there was no question.

"You're not calm. So, what if it is?

"Fire, is it? As the Holy Knight of that orthodox Extram Pope's Office of Ixism."

"... I don't think I'm speaking as a fiancée. You haven't canceled yet, have you?

"Okay, on death row"

"Giselle... is there no excuse or alteration in your heart's court?"

Larn put his hand on his forehead and looked up to heaven and exhaled heavily. Snowflakes descend from the gray sky, dyeing the exhalation white.

"That's how you make me talk like a killer without a clue - what are you going to do, Professor? I need you to clarify what you believe."

Larn roared with his arms in a quiet stuffed Gisele. That's a gesture.

"... for now, interrogation...?

After all, livestock, and crushing Gisele's lips glow, probably because of the snow.