Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Once there was a great knight. Of the true knight's maidens, he was said to be the best in warfare, horsemanship, knowledge and upbringing. He was naturally a great knight whose courtesy, standing and behaving - more importantly, by his noble and noble spirit, he was called the" Knight of Smiley ".

Brunfroyde its name. And her Spindle incensed, and uncleanned, according to its two names, and enlightened those who obeyed.

As he descends down the canyon of Tarantellano, Rattegart rebuts his circumstances, which he himself made heard by telling Isma and Elma, the two earthspiders.

Of the Fae, it is also a lie when it comes to telling their hearts to those who have always despised "the bugs who nest underground”, and whether there is no resistance there.

But it's also true that after we talked about it, it made it easier for me to grab hold of my chest.

Even if the two of them were to be convinced after hearing it, it was also because they had never at last shown how to mock it.

If you try Rattegart, it's inside you, and it's a shame story.

My mothers forbade me to speak to you... and Brunfroyde's name was erased history.

It's the story of a fallen war maiden.

"We, the maidens of true knights, when we get out of our girlhood, form a team (we want to) with a few people and go into military action called riding. It is to purify this earthly world full of uncleanness and deception and bring down into the world the promised ideal kingdom.

But now, let's not forget our philosophy - there is another aspect to its riding. That is the task of selecting the heroes to be welcomed into the ranks of our true knights from among the nations that live in the earthly world, especially the humans. "

"I'm sorry, Shizumon is awesome"

For one thing, it was still Isma, whoever it was, who broke my hips early on about Rattegart, who finally started telling me stories like that.

"What?"

"There are so many species living on earth besides humans, and each one of them has so many masterpieces that they should be called heroes, why are the maidens' demands exclusive to humans?

Isma heard, not even looking via the grumpy rounded Rattegart voice color.

"It is the teachings that have been tapped into as true knight maidens that only man still possesses the beauty that we true knights can salvage"

"Does that mean that other species don't have the qualities to be, uh, true heroes?

I don't feel malicious about Isma's question. Pure overflowing curiosity.

I guess Elma will accept anything Isma does. He narrows his eyes like a kitten indulging in temperature on Izma's lap.

"I thought so too... until I met you. Admittedly, I don't think you guys are equipped with that beauty...

The courage to try and rescue the captured sister on board an overwhelming battlefield of enemies, her readiness to take full responsibility for the life of her beloved daughter, her strength and guts enough to challenge “God” and assemble this, and the depth of charity that allowed her to untie and save the remainder of her hearts without destroying her alienally fallen compatriots - all of which are to be applauded. Seems like a shameless quality for standing in a true knight's deliberative court "

"Is that it? Is that Dere?

"De, what is Dere!

To Isma's unwanted scratch, Rattegart becomes a deception.

"This from the compliment side! You'd better fix that place!

"I wonder if that's difficult. But you mean you felt the beauty and the action of me and Elma? I don't appreciate it."

What, yeah, well, indeed. Said to face, Rattegart blushes for some reason.

"So... I don't really know anymore either. the criteria for its selection."

"Why is it limited to humans? So Latte thinks the doctrine of a true knight has another sincerity."

Izma's question accurately represented the inside of Rattegart's chest.

But more than that, it sounded nicknamed.

Jin, and the core of his head feels sweet and numb, and Rattegart gets disturbed.

"I've always wondered, you, don't call me by my familiar nickname"

"Ya, I was wondering if I could solve this sooner."

Yeah, here's the thing. Ringing dissatisfied at the back of his throat, Rattegart returned to the conversation.

"Speaking of verses that come to mind, Sacred Heaven:" Arc "-" Focus "used for the Reincarnation Ritual?"

Sacred Heal: "Ark" - For a moment, Isma's gaze sharpened at the appearance of the word.

A current ran on the spine of Rattegart, who had received it properly.

"Sanctuary:" Arc "? That's what I'm asking you, do you have a snail in your ear?

"I don't know."

"A reincarnation ritual, is that where you stick a human hero?

"Well, you know. In it, men are reborn as true knights... to rebirth."

Yeah, and Izma gave a vague, unambiguous answer.

"Have you ever tried another race before?

"What do you mean?

"Mm, no, you really seem to have a reason to stick to humans," I thought. Ma, no. Sorry, you broke your hip again, didn't you?

Isma urged ahead when she singled out something.

"You explained it because you wanted to hear it. For the most part, it's a strictly forbidden mystery to even speak its name. That's special because it's you..."

With a good bump, Rattegart put the story back to the main point.

Brunfreude... to the story of a fallen maiden.

"You told me that the maidens of the true knights of their age would mount their rides and see a human hero on that expedition? Brunfroyde also still, and so, found one hero. He said it was the third time he rode.

When they went to the land they called Aram - the wilderness and the desert, the rocky mountains, and the land with green spaces as beautiful as emeralds in its interior. Maiden: Brunfreude found beauty as a hero in the king of that land of Aram "

The man is the current emperor of the Osmadra Empire: Osmahim Imrabetl.

"Imrabetle or Osmadra? Isn't that my daughter? Isn't the current prince Ascaria good?

"Well, you know. Well, does it even go through the social situation?"

Awww, and for some reason he panicked, Rattegart, who should have praised him, looks surprised.

"What's up? What do you got?

"Hey, it was everything."

Go ahead, keep talking, and Izma apologizes for breaking your hips three times.

It's a funny one, Rattegart muttered, and still went back to probably because Isma properly apologized.

Speaking of relative Isma, I'm wiping my sweat clean. Elma is so surprised.

─ ─ Ashley, something is unfolding that feels bad. Ooh.

Isma raised herself to the shelf and worried about Ashle's relationship with Ascaria.

the royal ring. Ashle had been given along with the Ascarian handkerchief.

That is, in short, a proposal, which means that my heart was dedicated.

The fact that the prince (although a woman) gives the royal proof ring means that he has already consolidated his readiness without any help.

The Ascarian father: Osmahim and the true knight's maiden: If Brunfroyde had anything to do with it, this was - in many ways - a development that was going to be confusing.

And Izma at this time has no idea. Not long after this, in the land of Trantrim, the knight: Ashle will be reunited with its Prince Osmadra: Ascaria, and will fight together.

Whether this may be cleaned up with the prank of fate.

Let judgment be put on hold.

Rattegart continues.

"Osmahim is superpower over tens of millions in total population: a vessel that governs Osmadra. And he wasn't just a good fighter. Even the enemy was a hero of immutable virtue who was admired as the" Knight of the East ”. That's why Brunfroyde tried to welcome him into the line of true knights. Osmahim should have taken that honor carefully. But..."

Osmahim refused to reincarnate into a true knight.

That's not all.

Brunfroyde's kindness, his innocence, made him a slave, a toy.

Brunfreude didn't reject it because, for one thing, he loved Osmahim wholeheartedly.

"Brunfroyde was thus disqualified from being a true knight maiden. He said he was fitted with a golden shackle and a collar and chain were struck around his neck like a plaything animal. That's just unforgivable barbarity. But Osmahim defiled Brunfreude by even more foolish and disgraceful means."

You know what I mean? And Rattegart stared at Isma.

"I had heard that in the Osmadra Empire it was customary for the Emperor's wife's status to be considered a slave..."

"It's a grotesque idea. I didn't know you saw a woman as a possession. Don't you think?

"Mm-hmm. I really like free women. I don't know if there's a will."

"I guess so. It should be. That's justice."

"But Elma is entirely the property of Isma in Elma's Will."

…………

Erma was so sweet that she could hear the pseudo-vocal word, Ronni, that she clenched her neck to Isma.

Both Isma and Rattegart shut up.

Isma tries to delude something.

Rattegart flies his gaze like he shoots dead.

Kohon, there was a cough.

"Osmahim thought to use the blood of the true knight's maiden for his further prosperity and the glory of the empire. In other words, he plotted to conceive his son in the maiden of a true knight, while remaining human. What evil, what ugliness. Curse me! Of course, such hope cannot be fulfilled"

"True knights and humans are very similar, but they are very different creatures."

"That's why we encourage humans to reincarnate into true knights"

"Well, reason goes through, doesn't it? Otherwise, the blood won't be handed down properly."

"Exactly. And Brunfreude should have recommended reincarnation. That's how you should have wanted a child with Osmahim in the right exchange. As a true knight of pure blood. Yet."

Sometimes he complained to the worst.

That's it, Rattegart keeps his mouth shut.

I guess my chest gets grabbed by the high emotions.

Tears of repentance were accumulating in my eyes.

It was an unbearable place for a proud true knight maiden to expose her to shame.

Latte says it has something to do with the crazy old doctors, doesn't he?

Seeing the pain, Isma said.

Rattegart saw Isma.

Burning anger is shining its eyes.

It is not directed at Isma.

It's anger at the “mad old doctors” who are still invisible.

"Osmahim offered Brunfroyde as a donation in exchange for his" Nerd "achievements"

As a result, conception, which would normally not have been possible, was triggered.

"Unforgivable heterogeneous mixing moves, or... I see."

Brunfreude was... “Knight of Smiley."

Izma Hamu, I roared.

A terrible imagination brought a sickle.

"Well, Prince Ascaria..."

"An unforgivable mixed child of true knight maidens and humans... or"

"Ratte, no more"

Whatever Rattegart was trying to say, Izma stopped ahead of time.

That imagination is something that should have happened.

But because it was too vague and unacceptable for others to pry on their own.

I mean, here's what Rattegart was trying to say.

The Prince of Osmadra: There is no guarantee anywhere that Askaria Zara Imrabetor is a mixed-race child of true knights and humans - not a mixed-race child of true knights and inexperienced buckets.

I see it was possible in view of the philosophy set out by the "mad old doctors”.

"So you're trying to destroy the mad old doctors, huh?

Elma said as she clung to Isma's chest.

"But I don't know what's different from the secret of your rebirth, Sacred Heaven: Arc."

He stood up and glanced at Elma, who looked away and said, so that Rattegart could be played.

"I don't know... you... just say it!

"The idea of rewriting humans, it's not the same thing," he said.

Hugh, and when did you put it in Elma's thin throat? Rattegart's spear: "Svennir" was poked.

"Pick a word. Omae is a promising daughter as a earthspider. But I will not condone any further insults to my clan."

"Rutte, calm down. Or is that it? Honorable true knight maidens brag about their own inconvenience, even irresistible women and children, who choose no means, like threatening them with weapons, killing them worst and sealing their mouths?

Ku, and Rattegart groaned, and the tip swayed.

"I, honestly, do not agree with you, true knights, at all with the justice and doings listed. Of course there will be differences in species. Because of my ambitions and ambitions, I tried to have my child conceived by a true knight maiden - that kind of personal desire still comes more firmly as a reason.

But could a true knight's maiden, the best knight ever, be so easy for a man to say? Maybe you can't spot someone trying to use you as a tool just for ambition? Thanks. Your point of view is a one-handed one. "

"One handed down? What do you mean, what do you mean?

Elma continued as she gently removed the tip of the wolf Rattegart with one hand.

"Don't look at the woman sweetly, I'm talking about it. Don't you want to swallow a man you don't even like? If I don't like it that much, I'll chew it up or bite it off. If that doesn't work, I'll curse you for 1000 years."

Becoming a witch's face, Elma said. Rattegart gets to the word.

"But if the man I really loved wanted me to, you'd accept it. If Isma wanted to, for example, Elma would be happy to offer everything."

closed his eyes inadvertently, Elma said.

Where is the wind blowing, such as the fact that Rattegart is still spearing?

"Ki, what do you know!

"You're the one who doesn't understand. For decades, I continued to be stuck with my sisters by Jagri Jagra, the" focus "on various human modification devices.

Yeah, thanks to you, it's an embarrassing horny flower no matter where you put it out already. I won't last a week without the warmth of your skin. It goes crazy. She is a lowly daughter who seeks without him. The lords involved will not go down 100. Loving slaves. Toys for the lords are for me.

But still, that's why I know. Whether you love me or not. Do you really think about it? "

I don't care if this person is deceived and corrupted to his heart. Isn't that where you are?

Elma's expression was extreme, but that's why he had something to reach.

"Latte, you, you haven't, you've never really loved anyone, you've never been in love, have you?

Oh, and I can see blood on my head myself, and Ratte wolves.

"Hey, hey, based on what?"

"You don't have to hide it. I'm not ashamed of you. I'm just saying that it's not a good way to talk about something that you don't have experience with, or can't judge, with borrowing justice."

All I want to know is why and what you want to do as a friend, not as a true knight: Rattegart.

"As a friend...... me"

"If you ask, a man named Brunfroyde should have said even true knight pride. And yet, why isn't anyone going on a crusade between Osmahim and the Mad Old Doctor? Humiliation must be snowy, if we take over your doctrine? And yet, how did one of you get marched here?

"It's, it's..."

Rattegart sits back when he is shot at by Elma's exact allegations, heh.

I couldn't tell you.

I don't know why my mothers are trying to make Brunfroyde their own existence.

Elma, staring at Rattegart, who couldn't answer, smiled.

"It doesn't have to be answered. But what I want to hear is your heart. What I want to believe is not true knight justice, but yours, Rattegart's will."

For example, I take such recklessness for wanting to help my sister. The clan royalist party turns everything against the enemy. And Isma is with me, knowing that she is unscrupulous.

Do you understand what I'm saying? Elma asks.

"What about you?

"I... I..."

The inquiry poked at the blind spot of Rattegart's thought.

It has been one of the few experiences for Rattegart to ever discipline and signify his actions by virtue of his norms as a true knight's maiden, to be questioned about his heart, his whereabouts, and the Will.

I thought maybe this was what Brunfroyde had been trying to say all along.

"I hate Brunfreude, the mad old doctor, and Osmahim."

"Mr. Brunfroyde. - Yours?

"It's my sister. of the spirit, even if the blood is not connected."

"It matters, is it?

"That's right. Yes, to me."

"So this is personal. Revenge, huh?

To Elma's serene inquiry, Rattegart smiled as he had noticed. There's no excuse.

And I understood that acknowledging it seemed like I was off the path of a true knight, and that I was afraid.

Well, I was afraid.

It's an unintentional thing, I laughed.

Then I said.

"That's right. This is revenge. At the same time it is a battle for me to regain me"

To a confession that squeezed blood out of his chest, Elma finally looked directly at Rattegart from the front.

"Yes, that's what I wanted to hear."

grinned.

At the end of Rattegart's ear, directed toward Elma, it is not to be told that Isma was frightened inside.