Sanzen no Souru Supina

Really, bump, the telephony got cut off.

Because Ele slapped Athelui on the shoulder, who concentrated his spirit on an alien ability that allowed distance communication, and was otherwise in a trans state.

Very few, but spindle.

The statue disappeared from the water mirror and silence visited the room.

A spring storm swept through every bit of it, and the flames swayed behind the enclosure built in the center of the room.

Only Athelui, Ele, then Zion, and Ashle are in the hall where the carpet was pulled between the Aram-style boards.

All enemies in this stronghold were eliminated.

No ambush, either.

It is impossible to outperform the "Spindle Capable Man", which also passes to the high night demon and the earthspider with excellent vibration sensing that discerns the existence of life, and to the alien powers of the sensing system.

He became a caterpillar who was cut off from exercising his powers along the way, and for a few seconds, after he looked like he was in love, Athelui said.

"I want you not to intervene all of a sudden in my call with Asuka! So, what's an exciting way to communicate?".

Hmm, and while the body of the protest was picked, Ele shrugged her shoulders, throwing a meaningful grin at Athelui, who was actually intrigued by the way it allowed for communication of intentions.

When a racially long ele does so compared to mankind, it is as beautiful as an ancient work of art, a statue.

"It would be easier to put it into practice than to explain it by mouth."

"Practice, huh?

It was Zion who asked in such a tone as to indulge in the content.

The place is one of the Azitos of the Isolationists who also dominated this.

Time is the night before attacking the salt mine trail.

It should be noted that this troop formation, led by Ashle, was below Ashle, Princess of the Night Devil: Zion, turned into a earthspider princess witch and murderer: Ele, assistant direct to the Osmadra Empire Sand Lion Brigade Askariya: Athelui, regardless of its military strength, was a vicious member of the genre as well.

That is, the iron wall structure of an Orthodox princess, a Princess Yandere witch, and a sister who hangs in there, both in attributes.

A rash in the face that could happen to overwhelm the court of a country.

This is the way beauty is handed down to the Harlem Party and future generations.

How amazing.

But now is not the time to talk about its true value.

Anyway, Ashley and the others started to act immediately after finishing the in-party collaboration and proficiency period at the offensive base they built on the Transtrim border.

If such a small squad cuts into the center of the enemy, it is the norm to avoid engaging as much as possible and target only the leaders of the leading presence, assuming covert action.

However, the royal method had been found to be ineffective only this time.

It was because the old blood flowing into the Princess of the Night Devil: Zion and the resonant action it exerts of Yugadir, who was once also the High Night Devil, even though he converted (assented) to overload, make each other's existence known as clarity.

So an operation was drawn up that took it backwards.

If from the outset it does not make a secret or other meaning, divide the squad into two parts, and the troops with Scion take on the positive motion.

Of course, the enemy will know the extent of it, so I don't think he will be caught up in the canteen, but it will not always be possible to observe the Princess of the Night Demon, carrying the Holy Sword: Rose Absolute, falling one military base after another as an exchanger.

Furthermore, Yugadir and Zion had shallow causes, relationships.

Of course, that's the same for Ashley.

Ashley and the others have come to the conclusion that overload is the existence of a human undertaking.

The whole thing, the complete body, sounds good, but in short, it's an individual who can no longer change, who's been overlooked by possibilities.

What is the "Thread" poured into Yugadir?

Ashley wagered Zion's duel, in its final phase, against it.

A huge facility - a gateway (portal) to the different worlds where they lie about the superstructure of this world: the Log Solitary and the message from the spirits and the fruitful Yugadir.

That is, "renounce your will and leave yourself to salvation".

And what made it a specific snail was the idea of a "monetary co-prosperity zone of blood," a false paradise statue that covered a small group of nations spreading in and around Trantrim.

The cooperation and mutual assistance of those against the common enemy, and the walking distance between the Night Devil and man.

Like a seemingly ideal world, however, it was supported by self-made enemies and devices that produced it.

Just one thing, if only I'd closed my eyes to that, it could have been an ideal place there.

If he hadn't noticed that, Ashle might still have walked with Yugadir.

But Ashley uncovered the deception and decided to confront it.

Because I touched it.

And because I was entrusted.

To the passion that was swirling in Yugadir's chest before it was finished overloading.

To the will of a man who has fought for hundreds of years to achieve his ideals.

Because I was handed the final prayer of a friend who could entrust the ideal of dying and disappearing, and a man who met his beloved woman, after losing, hurting and exhausting three wives.

So right now, it's not vengeance or anything that's poking and moving Ashley.

It's not a battle to clear the snowflake.

It is forbidden by the desire to save the hearts and minds of friends who have entrusted their ideals to themselves.

That is why this was a battle that could never be lost.

And, consciousness escapes to a great name because of the training ground that appeared in front of me.

The exciting method for the means of enabling communication of will proposed by Ele on the battlefield was indeed exciting.

"By the way, this can only be done by Ashley."

Ele, who was asked to explain, said, waving her fingers up.

"What do you mean?"

"Why"

Good luck with the Orthodox princess. My sister asked in a different tone.

In some tone of questioning.

"This is a spell-based psychic. So first of all, it is not very compatible with His Royal Highness Zion, who is very resistant to this lineage"

Secondly. Ele pretended her fingers and went on like a teacher.

"Lord Athelui already has the curse of our protection. It was before the example left. You can't override this."

What do you say, lucid? And he put his arms together, and said unto Ele, See, Theon and Athelui looked displeased.

"What's up? Did you explain why?

"I haven't explained the specifics of the method yet."

"Uhm."

Theon nodded in agreement to Athelui, who had eaten down.

Huh, and Ele sighs.

"So, it's... um, I think it's better for each other not to ask."

"Then why did you put on the mochi and start talking!

"Yes, they do! If you're stirred up as exciting or something, well, wouldn't you care!

Ele recieved a fierce counterattack from both of them with faces such as spare time.

"That's already been decided. 'Cause that's how you two wanted to react."

Plus, say something extraordinary.

"What?"

"Oh my God."

It's like you two are enjoying each other.

Ashle was convinced once again that Ele was a woman of earthspiders and one of Isma's kind.

It's close to entertainment for them to take popularity in this way.

But Ashley, surrounded by the three of us, doesn't mind.

I can't stop sweating like I don't like it.

"Demand a description of specific, specific methods!

"Yes!

And he's also overwhelmed by the power of the two loving maidens who don't even seem to realize they're being taken by the balls.

"Well, for now, you two will need to take your seats off for a while. No, whatever we can take off. Ashley, shall we go to the sauna?"

"Pi"

Suddenly he was told the story, and Ashle almost had his heart pop out of his mouth.

Instead, it was the Hina bird sound of the example.

"Stiff what? Haven't you entered anything with Lord Zion or Lord Athelui? Hmm? At Samsara Palace. Let's get naked."

"Hey, why did you do that?"

"Whatever."

"Oh, my God."

But even more comforting that the bomb remarks were popping up, or that Ashley would really explode like this.

The human mind is too focused.

A sense of awesome discord dominated the place.

Athelui blushes and lays down his bright red face, and when it comes to Zion, he stares at the momentum that seems to be able to kill humans tens of thousands of times with his gaze.

Of course, Ashley is flirty because she can't keep up with the changes in the situation.

Ops meetings, meetings for offense, should be the big expose tournament.

"What's wrong?

"Mr. Ele... how could you do that"

"No what. I don't need to know anything about these people who are going to die or live with me. Especially since I'm new from the outside. I looked into it."

"So why are you looking into it"

"That was easy, huh?

No, I'm not.

came, and Ashley fell at the front.

"That kind of thing is about belonging to privacy"

"How many times, how many times, I went to the sauna with Athelui without me"

"No, so it is"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, say it."

Sion's eyes repeatedly stuffed with no anger, no anger. However, they showed the appearance of a triple white eye, and perhaps this contained an aura of anger in the sense that death was inevitable.

"Athelui is also Athelui in the first place, why, do that. Aren't women supposed to show their skin all the time in Aram? What was Lord Asuka doing?"

"Well, that's... I don't know anymore. So, uh, I never worked impudence, and, uh, I wasn't forced to. Master Ashley is a guest of Asuka, that is, a national guest (Kokuhin), so the service is natural."

Ele, who is the culprit who suddenly appeared a training ground that should also be said to have happened with his righteous wife VS new concubine, is not watching how it goes with Niyanya?

"Hey, Mr. Ele!

"Nah, we're going to risk our lives. I think it's better to keep this place clean."

That's where the ears are, Ashley, but where the wind blows better in Ele.

"Seriously, seriously, because of how you treat me as a national guest, you know what?"

"Oh, hey, that's all..."

And the training ground develops with a dong to us where Ashle is hanging his hand.

There is.

Ashley decided to break the situation with her stomach bracketed.

If you poison it, even Hydra.

"Ele! Okay. Let's do that. Make it communicable! Let's go now, join us in the sauna!

To Ashle, who suddenly declared his voice out loud, Theon and Athelui raise their faces and stiff.

Ele had a pompous mouth open for a few seconds, but said with a broken face.

"Haha, that's funny. That's really funny, Omae."