Sanzen no Souru Supina

That was after that battle on Catel Island.

It is the remains of the Focus, the Lord, and at the same time the "Gate (Portal)" - the death battle that took place on the Holy Throne, overlooked by Construx, after the world was turned upside down by the "rebirth of the Virgin Mary” as its end.

At the top of an odd rocky mountain far from Catel Island, the story resumes.

The Soil Spider Witch: Elma gently matches her own to the lips of a ragged (soggy) Isma.

Condense the honey stored in the belly of the mite with saliva in the mouth.

The honey of the mites is considered the best sweetness among the earthspiders and is far more honorable than honey than sugar. It was once the duty of Elma and Ele, sister witches, to brew it and make divine liquor. It was the duty of our sisters to sacrifice their wine in vessels of flesh in order to deceive the desolate God.

While following the ritual procedure, Elma causes Isma to contain honey.

The man's throat burst and he moved to taste it.

That's all it is, but my irresistible love is all over my chest, and it's painful.

Isma, who has released Hiragana beyond its limits, is depleted.

Only a few days ago, Elma and her sister, Ele, tried to tie this man's flesh and heart to his own with a curse.

It can also be said that this overly intense depletion and coma of Isma is due to it.

That's not all.

I wanted to make Isma's beloved - the princess of the devil that night so beautiful and unclean that I was so jealous: Theonzafir, with sludge, disgrace and foot kick.

No, I still have that "twist".

In fact, I caught up with Ele, my sister and murderer, to the point where she was.

In Isma, a "puppet needle" was used as a puppet, and in Theonzafir, his sister Ele protruded the magic of human alteration: "Jagri Jagra".

That's how the Elmas tried to take everything away from Isma, who betrayed their sisters as far as they could in the past.

Yet, Elma thinks.

Home of the Knights of the Catel Hospital: Deepest part of the island of Catel, the most elite of the Extram Pope's Agency that appeared in the backyard: an artifact with the alias "Apostle of the Holy Springs” for the Holy Knight: Engagement with the user Giseltregia of "Harut". The overwhelming being that emerged afterwards - the bucket that freely rewrites the spirit of others: Isma stood up and helped us both, driven into distress by the descent of Irisberda. Isma loved us for what we did.

In that battle, Elma became completely enlightened.

All this time, instead, we took our God: Ibis, and left our sisters, who were witches on top of it, not because they were circumscribed or betrayed, but because we knew clearly not to involve the two of us in the nasty circumstances, or then in the battle against the mighty beings that Isma had set up.

Poof, and tears spilled out of Erma's red eyes.

Yeah, and the hot liquid hit me, and Isma groaned.

Elma breathed. Isma's eyes - her eyelids open.

A golden burning light rises from it.

It is the color of the earthspider's original eyes - not red.

"This place is... I am..."

Isma said in a harsh tone. It was impossible. Even if you're awake, your head and pillow may be assimilating, and the joke is at the top of your head - that must have been Ismagalum.

But Elma covered her mouth. Killed a whimper. I was happy, because this Isma was the voice of Elma and Ele, the man whose sister and sister fell in love with each other that day.

"My husband, my dear husband."

"Elma - well, I liberated the evil god: Ibizus... and I don't know if I can hold the reins properly... pity."

Isma said it was clean to hold on to this Chi Chi.

Izma stays lying down and watches her whole body.

It is replaced by something similar to a golden armor, with giant red balls (rubies) everywhere. In the back there is an iris when it comes to the eyes. That made a move.

No, really, that's eye-catching. He's alive.

Elma knows the secrets of this flesh.

This is the very flesh of God: the 'Ibis', once worshipped by the family of Elma.

This means that Isma made the flesh of that God mine.

Already “God” itself. At least for Elma, Isma was supposed to serve by throwing everything at her.

Are you all right?

Isma noticed Elma, even though it would be herself who was running out.

"I 'm-- we're fine."

"Did Ele help you, too? Good."

Isma crushed like a relief from the bottom of her heart, losing consciousness once again.

Elma can't stop whimpering.

They called him by his name, even as he was rumored.

As I guide Ele and Elma.

Whether he was dreaming or getting fever, Isma answered Elma's solitary inquiry.

"Chichi", which exchanges words with sleeping beings, is the natural talent of Elma, a witch.

It is the worldview of the spiders that the dream path leads to some deep place in the world.

Not to mention that Isma, the person who exchanges words, is already one and the same as God.

It is the witch's function to entrust the word.

This can also be taken as a kind of trust.

I kept exchanging words as I continued to meditate.

Apart from the earlier one, the honey of the mite - not the amber one, but the green one - was included in the lips of Isma, which were fevered with nutrients like fruit.

Of course, with a mouth shift.

That's how I distracted loneliness.

There was no way Ele, my sister, was safe. Elma lied.

Gently stroke your flesh (from).

The whole body of Elma has an engraving. Binding and Obedience and Ownership Insignia. The engraving of three giant mukades with winged organs at the tail. It is a powerful curse engraved by alien powers.

It hurts when it scratches. It crawls around and takes away Elma's freedom.

The same thing is in Ele's flesh.

The curse of the three worms.

One had a curse to inform the owner of his position, one had a curse to reinforce his obsessive-compulsive dependence on the owner, and the last one had a curse of the chains that, when he used the alien powers of the long-range transfer system, would always be brought back to a defined place.

Sister: Ele, so if the great metastasis by Isma ended successfully, they brought him back.

Elma and Ele, two owners: to their brother, Calcasas. He leads the Order of Assassins: Sibiri Sumeri's General Main Mountain: To Siddhara.

Elma is safe because Isma held me in its arms during the forced liberation of the Transition Gate (Gate), which took place as the end of the battle on Katel Island.

And my sister: it was nothing more than because Ele abandoned herself and pushed me in.

But Elma couldn't tell the depleted Isma the truth.

At least until you recover a little more.

I thought about it again.

A man named Izmagalum, if that's possible, no matter how hurt he is, is a man who jumps into a dead place for those he loves.

I didn't want to put unwanted effort into it.

I'm sure with myself here, Ele will be under interrogation.

You already know where he is.

Elma herself knows with her own hands the refinement of the art of torture of earthspiders.

Sooner or later, the assassin will be turned over.

But Elma thinks.

Until then, nurse as much as you can.

Fallen, though, by the pride of being once a witch of the "Ibizas".

And intercept the assassin.

"I won't let this person touch a finger."

With so much determination in his mouth, Elma wipes the sweat on the man's forehead with a cloth dipped in cold fresh water to cut off his skin.

I kept sleeping with him.