Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Oh, my God, I'm..."

Dancing into the sandy beach like a hunting chachi, Norman, who had finished his landing, unloaded his cuddly burton onto a drifting lizard and asked.

"Apparently, there's a party in the land that uses such a fierce monster."

Burton returns it as he checks the situation narrowing his eyes. Pull through the small sword and the Paris wing dagger without pulling out, and prepare for combat.

"I don't care what you hear about falling into the Closed Corridor. This doesn't make sense."

"Even if what that witch (Gisele) said (...) about conspiring with Emperor Vibronze and trying to us was true, there was no lie in the information of the trantrim given to us at that dinner party, I guess"

"Truth is the perfect place to hide."

"Out of the clergy's mouth, that's a weighty statement."

A joke with plenty of sarcastic spices is Burton's specialty dish (Specialty).

It is also the flavor that Norman prefers on the battlefield.

"And... is that Ziggle Zaggle? You're the bad bugs who broke into Catel Island, aren't you?

"Is it the remaining force of Esperalgo that is being pushed"

"The organized way of fighting is brilliant. Excellent, but struggle is a must in this situation when combined with a powerful warcraft."

"What do you want to do?

It would be a question of which side to take.

Under this circumstance, that is, the accidental joint front between the demons and the warcraft, or the Esperalgo faction under those threats.

It seems that the word hostile contains two meanings in large part:

That is, it means it is an enemy country or a private opponent.

The other is the absolute enemy (...).

In other words, no matter what, it is time to refer to the likeness of mankind - the eleven families of demons, demons and monsters.

As things stand, the scene is unfolding where those two forces collide.

To which, or not?

That's what Burton asked.

"Regardless, prioritize human life (...)"

"What's beyond that?

"I won't condone it"

That answer was enough.

That's what Norman said.

Make Serra's safety a top priority and engage with both sides.

The priority of annihilation is Ziggle Zaggle and the Warcraft, and even the Warcraft (Beastmaster) who use them, and then the Esperalgos.

And equal to any of them, no mercy.

The policy was immediately transferred to action.

Burton put a blade in his hands and began to move along the coastline using a shield (squeaky).

Middle hips, leaning forward, sucking water and running to slip through tight areas.

Norman, on the other hand, once he looked back, poked his fist up towards heaven.

Operation decision, hand sign of.

That did pass on, too, to the trao overlooking the situation from the cliff.

After doing so, Norman jumped over the wreckage of the ship at once and jumped to the battlefield.

It was the beginning of a riot to wash blood with blood.

"What do you want, Gumelon? What's with the buttcake?!

Gummeron, who has been Menace's deputy to Include Beast's claw teeth, was also, for a moment, ready to die.

It was too fatal an accident, it was.

But the moment I was ready, it never came.

The cervical spine of the Included Beast was twisting and pointing in the wrong direction, wondering if it sounded like a dull, and then chest-sick sound in the order of ginger, meshimi, and giraffe.

"You can't do the beast, but you can't do the heart. It will work for a while. So, aim for Coco. Make sure you refuse orders from Normiso."

Something that kept the decisive death away from Gummeron.

That, however, looked more like an overwhelming reaper.

A body that cannot discern between a machine and an organism (I want to).

Countless blades to peek from there.

The tip of the long extended arms is equipped with an alien sword that makes you feel even colder.

More importantly, and most horribly, its face is so beautiful that it trembles.

The face was stained with returning blood, making beauty even more amazing.

"Slaughter Rim - Violeta, it's too late!

Fine-faced good man with glasses: Gummeron got evil while waking himself up.

Take a glimpse of that, or Violeta will be challenged by the second inclusion beast.

If you're alive, fine, and that would be the thing.

"You'd have made it, wouldn't you?

"Where is it? Damn, we've lost our talent again! Do you know how much time and money it takes to excavate and solicit (org), and develop after that!

Pushing up the bridge of glasses and picking up what he had earned, he sanded in a grumpy manner and Gummeron threw up his knob.

We lost 20% of our personnel in the current collision.

A light resides in the lens in front of the eye, and a list of Esperalgo personnel is recorded.

I see that these glasses are not just tools, either, but Focus, Magic Eyeglasses: Spectacles.

This man, Gummeron, was also able to pull information from the kingdom of heaven at any time, and he had a very good device to record and add information to it.

"Oh, hey! Gummeron, it's a battlefield! Here. Later, later, the books!

In addition, as he screamed, Menace, who had entered the front line to save his allies' predicament (cuckoo), shouted as he defeated the attacker who would come as he rotated like a tornado.

"Hello! Emperor!! This kind of thing, right away, I have to record it!! Freshness is life, is, ko-yu's!! By and large, if only you'd rendezvous sooner!! It couldn't have been, this is the situation!

"No, I didn't."

"Uuch!! More or less! That! What the hell! You look like a chaste sook, and you're actually dealing with a purist slut (bitch) who can't wait to get you to fall (oh) hey! This is not what you said you were, are doing, in this emergency!!

The tone is characteristic when it gets heavy = I guess the ground shows up.

Still, you saw this mess as an opportunity, Gummeron shot down Jiggle Zaggle, who jumped from behind, with what he had in his hand.

It whisked in the air, sprayed with fluid and dispersed.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, this inferior creature!! When I'm keeping a record, be quiet!!

And now, it was the score that intercepted the bad bugs of the deep sea that was another "focus" that Gummeron could carry.

The books and should we call them?

The "Spindle" transmitted on the back cover conducted and penetrated the interior of a ziggle zaggle covered in a yadquainted shell and thick exoskeleton, creating such special damage.

Probably, but this copy of Dead Man: Dead Blue's original use and that should be different.

"I hope it was bad. He said get back in the mood!

"With such a tedious apology, dead talent returns, is it! I put a death record on it, so I can only use it later, but hey!

"Uh, that was bad. Again, I'm going to whisper out new talent. Like this Serra."

"You always are. Only to my desires, quickly, faithfully, and, honestly!

"When you're praised, you can stay."

"I won't wait to praise you!! Midgin too!! I got it, I got it!... By the way, what are you? This way, that man."

Esperalgo forces were pushing back and cutting through the difficulty by joining two super warriors with the imminent threat of the Warcraft and the tremendous thrust.

It may have been a coincidence that Gummeron, who was distracting himself from the front, noticed Norman, who set up a single-horse assault with his flanking catfish, but he was also lucky enough to get his talent and talent.

The thing about flying through greatness is that it's a genius, and that also means a departure from social common sense.

Anyway, not the usual.

That is the world in which the aliens live.