Sanzen no Souru Supina
■ Night 66: Memoir of the Resistance
"And it's something you've done generously. Damn it, Ashledau, this isn't much different than letting a deaf kid swallow superb wine, is it? Look, it's totally swinging."
"Hell, no, that's not true! Oh, my God, I don't know!
I sat on the bed feeling like I didn't think I was going to be all right, pillow on, Snowmerte said.
Ashley was holding the back of the chair and facing Snow.
Scratched and peeled back, Scion applied ointment.
You've got a lot more scratches, Sion thinks.
That is proof of the training ground this gentle man has been diving through, itself.
Because of its eternal life, immortality, the Night Devil's clan acquires little healing power.
It would have been more natural, even if a clan of flesh offal, unconsciously healing at high speeds, suffered so much wounds that it only seemed fatal to mankind, belittled that of a certain category.
Scion was no exception, but this ointment, mixed with telepin oil and egg yolk, herbal oil and rose scent oil, was brought with it, considering Ashle's body, which is a human being.
It stops putrefaction and promotes the healing of burns and wounds. That's what Theon found out from a book owned by Father: Scarbelli.
I see, by these means, mankind heals wounds.
That's what Izma formulated it for.
Later, when subdivided, the blood of Zion is secretly mixed.
If it is to be used for Ashley, it is because of the idea that the Dream, which is dissolved in Zion's blood, will work better.
I see, it was a devilish idea at night to give life by the giving and receiving of blood.
And that's right.
into Ashle's wound. It penetrates quickly, tames and heals the wound.
But while gently painting it with his fingertips as white and soft as snow, Theon was reminded of a variety of ways in which Ashle's flesh was recovering at an incredible rate that was unthinkable in human common sense, apart from the help of this ointment.
In spite of that deep bite, the bleeding from the shoulder wound has stopped completely.
Further under the armor, extensive burns are visible and regenerating.
If I blinked my ear, I could hear the sound of tissue regenerating, puffy.
It's a good thing the wound heals faster.
Theon thinks.
That is proof that Ashley's flesh is increasingly out of the rules of humanity.
Ashley's flesh has mutated, and she is treading into a place that cannot be turned back.
Shiori, Shion's chest hurts.
Once in the drifting temple of Frama, Ashle became the open valve for the over-concentrated Spindle Energy, causing her heart to explode and die.
Theon poured out his guts and connected the lights of Ashley's life.
Never Allowed Outlaws: By Argent Flood.
You won't be able to escape this guilt for the rest of your life, Sion thinks.
After all, I think I must devote my whole life to Ashley, risking my life.
Because the truth is that this is how I revived a man who could die as a hero, as a human being.
So if it's true, even immediately - as atonement, if you want to give love - why have you helped this girl (Snow)?
I unconsciously resented you. I send my gaze to Snow.
Even Snow, who was sent such a gaze, mmm, niggles back.
Something, also, is going to develop into a confusing relationship, and the catfish ashle sandwiched back and forth, hahaha, is the best way to laugh.
"Uh, just calming down, for now, shall I introduce myself? I'm Ashley. Ashledau Balaje. The mausoleum was the Holy Knight (Paladin) of the Extrum Pope Agency. Now, I wonder if it's going to be a history of travel, maybe."
"... as I did earlier. I, Zion. Scionzafil Iote Berioni. If I may borrow the words of those men, shall I be the" rebellious princess of the bulwarks ”? Not a very honorable name, though."
To the two names Snow hugged the pillow he was holding so hard, and then, he said, as determined.
"Snow. Snow Merte Falw... uh, in the village of Carracle... it's Snow"
Ashle accidentally left her mouth half open for a brief introduction.
Ah, the voice leaks.
"It... just? Or the village, my daughter,?
Though he thinks it's rude, Ashley can't stop pointing and confirming.
That means, are you alle, possibly, the so-called innocent (mucko) people?
For once, Ashley wondered how reckless her actions were.
"No! It was a hassle to climb the castle as a squire this spring! But besides, there was something I really had to ask you! That's why!
That's why I'm here today.
Plus to Ashley, Snow concludes with a reason he's not sure.
"Uh."
You know what that means? and Ashle twists her neck and looks at Zion.
Ha, and Sion sighed once again in a frivolous manner, carefully wiping the ointment on his finger, standing beside Ashle.
"Snow, that story is pretty, hard to understand without a premise or something. Earlier, before dawn, you were arguing with the knights of the devil at night, right? And that had something to do with them tying up with the Isolationists, which was taught to me by Toshiba himself. But why did he leave the village of Karakul, his hometown, and go out here, when he was due to become a squire? That's where we can understand perfectly. If you're going to be a squire, it's the muscles that go out to the castle. We say," Tell us why and how. "
You see, Theon put his arm around me.
Uh, and Snow makes his gaze wander.
Childlike tricks.
No, I guess it is, actually.
Climbing the castle as a squire, maybe that means a future cadet.
For example, you are likely to be a minor.
However, there must have been young people in the Knights of Catel Hospital who have had squire experience since they were twelve years old.
For maybe it's about the same year as them.
Small, but with beauty tied together to touch, then, time-honoured words.
I thought the adults were done because of the feeling I felt when I held them in my arms.
Where does the wind blow, such as such Ashle's inference?
Snow started explaining that he couldn't help but leak it.
That is, how it has been so far.
Why didn't you climb straight to the castle?
Why did you come all the way to this base to ask questions?
"It will be decided. To fight."
"Fight, what?
"It's up to the enemy"
"Enemy, what?
"Think for a second. It's the Omaes, Ashledau, Theonzafir - traitors who betrayed your trust and disrupted your country, through Osmadra of Aram!
"I see, is that how it's interpreted?... Indeed, from the perspective of the trantrim side, don't"
Snow, who should have poked sharply at the sharp edge of his tongue, was visionary that the spear would be teased and caught and recirculated by Ashle's sleazy shield.
"Hey, what, it's an interpretation. Actually, I suppose so! Though as a spy for Osmadra, he would dive into our country and be looking to overthrow the nation! I told you earlier, if you're hostile, you have to forgive me!
"... and indeed, it may be. I am now fighting with First Prince Osmadra: Askariya. Besides, this invasion operation is definitely Osmadra-led. If we win the battle, instead of overthrowing the nation, this country and the" Monetary Co-Prosperity Zone of Blood ”proposed by Yugadir will vanish.
Acknowledging the facts and, on the contrary, to Ashley, who lightly tells the dreaded forecast of the future, Snow can only take his breath away.
The shield that took Snow's tongue, the tip thrust back from its shadow, was too sharp.
"Indeed, I am now your enemy"
"Hey, what are you talking about? Well, then, there's room for us to talk. Isn't Omae an invader, a complete invader!
"Right."
"Right... huh?
What are you talking about?
Because Ashley admitted so lightly, she lost her words and Snow let her fingers wander into the universe.
To such a snow, just, Ashley added.
"It's just... I didn't come back to this land to destroy it. To get it back."
"I'll get it back," he said?
"Yes."
"What?"
To Snow, who was caught and asked, Ashley once told him to close his eyes and then slowly open and confirm his vows.
"Give me Yugadir Arkadis Maznab. A man who was a knight of the devil on a noble night. A man who earnestly hoped for coexistence between mankind and the Night Devil and kept fighting reality. The Will. The Soul."
Probably sounded crazy.
There are no ordinary people who think they are sane when they hear the proclamation of a nation to wage war now, to reclaim the "soul" of a man sitting on its throne.
Only one exception.
Except for the humans who have noticed the darkness of the trantrim - the paradise of do-it-yourself.
And Snow's reaction belonged to that exception.
"Take Yugadir... back?
Losing sight of the reality that Peppermint's eyes should look at, he moves at all costs.
"You know something... you are. So isn't this why you're here? the secrets of this country. What's happening in this country right now. Hidden contradictions."
Ashle's voice was only quiet.
But that's why it definitely pierced the part of the doubt, the grumbling, that Snow had.
"I spoke of my" will. "It's your turn. Why did you come to a place like this? Let me hear that."
"Oh, that's..."
I saw it.
Pompous, and groaning, Snow put it into words.
"The Isolationists and the Knights of the Night Devil... are talking."
Probably didn't mean you for a month.
In a group of ruins in the woods.
It's a moonless evening.
There was pain in Snow's voice telling him to squeeze it out.
"On a moonless evening? Alone or in a group of ruins?
Why, do that.
In the sense that it's dangerous for a girl alone, Ashley asked.
"It's decided! To keep the village safe! I inherit the blood of a proud knight of the Night Devil!
This vigilante act, he said, was started voluntarily by Snow, taking age twelve as a border.
It's about a time when the sound of Osmadra's military shoes was starting to sound loud.
The activities of the isolationists were also enlivened, as in response to external threats.
This also coincides with the time when the Askas “Sand Lion Brigade” was sent to Trantrim as a tactical instructor.
But the opponents are terrorists who have brought in Included Beasts who struggle even Ashley without Focus.
If you get into an unexpected encounter or something, I'm sorry.
Death, or worse, fate awaits.
Snow spoke of how he had defended the village of Karakul, sharing numerous martial arts and traditions with Ashle and Zion, who had a daughter-in-law.
If there was any suspicious movement, he immediately reported it to the patrol officers and the knights of the Night Devil who would patrol him once or twice a week.
"What do you say, it'll be amazing"
"Yeah, that's amazing. I have goosebumps."
Often this girl was safe, which means Ashley had goosebumps.
"Naturally. I will be a knight."
"That's it. Wow."
Ashley said to the bar reading.
So, and I urge you to continue.
So, Snow restarted his story.
"I encountered the scene of the problem when I went to the isolationists' territory to train for a combined patrol"
"Snow, you..."
"Even so. Brave."
Ashle had a headache.
This girl may be, but isn't she a co that feels bad without a ring and chain around her neck?
"At first, I thought you might have dreamed of it. But the blood of the devil that flowed through me at night had clearly taught me that it was not like a dream. Not as good as full memory, but I was confident in my memory."
And the knight had knowledge of me.
"He was always the one who received my report. Linz Belt."
I couldn't believe it.
Snow hugged the pillow so hard.
I guess the sight of the day will come back to life vividly in the back of my brain.
To the characteristic night demon's ability to remember. That seemed very similar to Ashley indeed.
"Snow, you got it."
"Of course, I didn't tell anyone. It is not the duty of the knight to disrupt the people's hearts and minds into pranks"
Yeah, right, wise, Ashley nods in the feeling.
In fact, he was sweating cold on his spine.
So much so that Theon noticed and wiped it off.
But Snow gained momentum when he mistook Ashley's appearance for empathy for his actions.
"So even after that I kept watching. The next night, and the next. To clear my suspicions. There has to be a reason."
"Oh dear, the blood was inherited from any day. Father or Mother."
"It's from my father, but something"
"Then thank your mother. The Night Devil perceives the vibrations of each other's blood. It was a coincidence that a man like Lindsberd could not find him, and the demon's blood was weakened at night. The mighty ones will detect each other from tens of thousands of meters away."
I admired the hero Tan, went blind out of blood, and Zion stumbled upon Snow, who shouted loudly at his martial arts tradition.
Mmm, and Snow stares at Scion like that.
"Anyway... I'm glad you're okay. So... did the secret meeting go on?"
"Oh... the delivery of supplies had also taken place. And,"
"And?"
"Included Beast was there, too"
Huh, looking up to heaven, Ashley took a deep breath.
"So you're here to ask the truth?
I thought, "I need to talk to you."
Ashle shook the first time.
Perhaps if the timing of the attack had been uneven even in the fourth half of the hour of the Hon, Snow would have caught sight of it not even flying.
"Snow, you're supposed to be reckless for one thing. Do not speak of your deeds as a knight and it in the same line"
"Don't you say that! There's a man who betrayed you, Yugadir, who put his trust in me, and who wants to invade my country, as a precursor to the Arabic, Osmadra!
"By the pride of the knight, I'm not acting like I have to be ashamed. Even when I separated Yugadir from him, he was a man of honor and a man of his own accord. And... Snow, if you've seen that far, you'll see. There's a contradiction this country (or so) has been hiding. I meant what I said."
To be sure, did you come here?
"To uncover the enormous deception (gimmicks) that has been used to sustain this country"
Snow looked like he'd been shot in the heart with an ice arrow.
Snow didn't tell me what conversation he had with the Knights of the Night Demons.
When we see this and what we have been believing ever since we were born collapse in front of us, the human reaction is either.
Curse it hard, and swoop it the other way all at once?
Desperate, yet unacknowledged of reality, will you be stunned?
Snow was on the latter side.
The offensive attitude toward Ashley and Zion was only due to the fact that they were the only touchy ones that appeared in an unacceptable reality.
"Because"
"No, even you already know haz. What is happening in this country right now? About how many deceptions (gimmicks) have accumulated in the centuries that have gone by."
"Because... my mother was murdered by them... by the Included Beast. We've been fighting to get rid of them and make them a peaceful country."
Blurry, blurry, and large tears spilled out of Snow's eyes.
Probably, that's what Ashley thought.
Human beings who are reckless in relation to a real threat are really few.
If, nevertheless, there were those who accomplished recklessness, it would be only those with enormous hunger in their breasts.
Somewhere not here.
Not now. Someday.
It's not Jibu, what is it?
Thirst for something like that fiercely.
Or maybe we could rephrase that as a defect.
It's a giant hole, a sense of loss.
Underlying this seemingly reckless act of a girl was it.
A daughter named Snow has filled the born-out situation and mother's death between man and the Night Devil's Knight with an ideal to the Knight and the Nation until now.
So when I saw it disintegrate, I went into impeccable behavior.
I couldn't help but be sure.
You can laugh at it when you're young.
But Ashley couldn't mock Snow.
Probably because I realized I was the same.
Snow's feelings toward a man named Yugadir are very similar.
And that's why I have to show her conclusive evidence, okay.
It was at the same time that Ashley looked back at Zion to ask where he was located and Zion, who could already carry it, handed it to me.
Ashle thanked him with only a smile, and turned to Snow, offering it.
The identity of the deception (gimmick) that has supported this country.
The only book detailed about it.
A memoir written down by none other than Yugadir himself.
I'm worn out, give me that notebook.