Sanzen no Souru Supina

The military council was also held through at the dinner table.

The food was a pot.

Sigi brought back by old Najiv is meat dumpling.

Sautéed but very tasty bird but no hippo doing a delicate job.

Whisk in boiling water and peel off the wings, broil the surface with fire, then bring the bones and guts together, beating carefully with a knife resting on both hands.

Throw the native herbs, novir and gyoza garlic into the pan along with the dried potatoes brought as a military meal, and you'll be finished with the meat dumpling juice that warms from the core of your body.

It was Timur's idea to drop the paste there with dried tomatoes and olives trimmed with oil.

In addition, Sigi's companions are rare in brain marrow as well as delicious.

Timour-style Yamashigi's Army Hot Pot (Kazan) -- The hidden flavour of a dish that should be called whispering had a rich melt of it reminiscent of cream.

Seasoning makes rock salt slightly thicker.

This is during military operations and consideration for the cold.

"Asuka just saw you," he said.

Isma points to the drawing with a hash as she cheeks the dish all over her mouth.

By the way, a hash is a traditional dish of earthspiders, an unusual thing to eat across a dish with two broken bars.

"Here, the cathedral window. Then a window for the crossbowmen that was cut to a cross by a castle fortress. It's blocked and stiffened."

Sprinkling and this again, Isma continued to report, soaking and flushing shavings in the soup of the pan with a stiff loaf of bread well dried for prolonged invasion.

"Even the gunshot eye? What do you mean? I don't know what that means."

It was Corkar who asked.

I don't even know exactly what I've seen, and it's old Najiv twisting his neck.

Timur is silent with his hands on his chin as he explores the enemy's intentions.

"Usually, it's like we're halving our value as a fortress."

"But on the enemy's side, without the knights of the Night Devil, you mean"

Right there.

Isma turns to Aska's insight.

"As a military invasion route, the point of attacking Gilgisten is that if you ignore it and invade it, it's dangerous to allow an interdiction with the Trantrim Capital Defense Forces, but there's a first order."

What kind of rush is this "Come on, I have a secret" thing?

Even Isma twists her neck.

"Plus, they're protecting the people in the fortress."

"It's there, isn't it? Probably, but I think there are only a few hundred of them being handed out as regular forces. Yo, on the trantrim side. Perhaps more than half of the local residents now stand on the premises."

"The number of evening smoke proves it," he said.

"Yet blocking windows that also combine air circulation in the castle... what do you think this means?

It was Timur who rattled his throat.

"I don't think so,"

"Yeah, say your opinion as freely as you can. Because it's a place to consider possibilities."

"Then don't hesitate. It's very hard to say... there are more demons at night, isn't there?

That… as we humans are breeding sheep.

Timur said it roughly, not out of the tension of opinions on the ground.

If my imagination was true, it was rooted in my human ethic.

And no one disagreed with Timur's opinion.

"Enough… is possible"

"In view of the history of the establishment of the trantrim, well... there may be"

Aska nods and Isma agrees.

"I don't know if I can put it this way...... ranch, or"

Isma dared to utter a word that was difficult for mankind to say.

"Stupid, falling for the devil at night and so on!!

It was Corkar who was so overwhelmed.

For Korkar, who draws the blood of the proud people of the desert, the very idea of selling it over by softening it to be Ningen is probably the first thing that is incompatible.

"No, I don't think it's about not. I mean, this whole place is an Ixophone country, even though it's slightly mutated. The demons have coexisted there and at night. External stuff, anyway. Heckling, even among the demons at night, there may be Ixists. No, you'll be there."

Isma told him to teach as he moved the contents of the pan further into his own jar.

"It seems rather natural to think that if the story comes up that an army of atrocious and ringing Osmadras will invade, fear and faith will be linked and transcend the line, as human psychology"

"That's why!"

"No, no, so, Sister Korkar, it's a closed corridor that doesn't matter what happens here."

"Because —— The Lord Who Flirts the Heart: Yugadir, Still to Discuss!!

Best of all.

Izma nods, but his eyes are directed at Asuka.

A "closed corridor" is the enclosure of the overloads.

But they overlords, at the same time, Izma already knew that they were the ones who were poured out of the "twist" of those who lived there, and he had told Aska a story that would hint at it.

What judgment will this co make?

That's the kind of gaze I had there to try.

"Is this... certain... that the inhabitants have become the demons of the night"

"Saata. Actually, we're gonna break in and make sure?

If he told me to do it, I might do it. Isma said in good shape.

Um, keep your gaze on it like you try.

For a few seconds, Aska closes her eyes and thinks.

Then I said.

"No. As originally planned, we'll take the lead in the base attack. I can't risk letting my precious power, Lord Isma, infiltrate alone where I don't know what's lurking."

"Will you make a surrender recommendation? Otherwise, later, maybe buy the resentment of the local residents?

"This is an ambush, right? If so, it's extra. I can't predict what a fluttering language would be like if I put my hands on it and left half the number behind. Then all mouths shall be sealed. At the time of standing in the fortress, it is regarded as a combat personnel. The dead don't have a mouth. Hundreds or so —— wipe it out."

And Isma spread her grin.

The bitterness of whether it was a decision Ashley couldn't make yet is also included there.

Ruthlessness is an absolute condition of the ruler, and again, this is war.

Besides, Aska added.

"Besides, here lies one crack in that huge negative legacy: Portal, Log Solitary. We have to hold them off for a moment sooner --"

That's why we attack and destroy this castle.

Tell him to bite it off.

Isma narrows her eyes and stares at such an aska.

None of the smiles that aren't acting have uncommonly noticed them dwelling in their mouths.

I think Ashley and the others. Maybe Isma preferred her.

Just now, I don't know the truth about it.

Then, I said.

"Then, to His Highness, who made such a tough decision, from me -- a gift would be appreciated".

In that usual - epic tone.

It was in the middle of the night that the vigilance net Isma was stretching around the surrounding area was simultaneously broken.

A group of junior night demons attacked the Askas on the floor, deciding to start the attack more than the next Pay Dawn.

It's only a few minutes from the breach of the security net.

On the night of his arrival, the crowd of demons, doorways, windows, were broken one after another.

Timur, who was standing on the sentry, was first torn through his throat.

Kolkar, who was also on duty, fought his beloved sword, but fell to be crushed by numerous passives, claw fangs attacking him from behind.

Nazif was stabbed through with a fork scratching the leaves and put up.

The caught up prince of Osmadra chose his own blade.

It was at the moment when the raiders noticed the discomfort that they poked their blades at the man of the earthspider snoring on the bed--.

Binyo, the sprained neck was laughing at the spring trick.

And that was the last sight they saw in the world.

Because the fireworks of Hell (Gehenna) blew up from directly below, along with the shock of!

"Ah, yes, no, no, no. I was wondering if Theory would do the trick! Who do you think I am, Omera?! Earthspider King: Isma, you're Ze? You've been trying so hard to beat the trail you've left behind, haven't you? bukkadanaaaaaaaaa???? You thought we had the benefit of this land, didn't you? Attamawari Inaaaaaaa! It takes as long as he assumes that a trap is the side he's setting up w/a well made doll and illusion? Omae and others, I have enough ideas for Sweet Yee to surprise me!

Isma stood, naturally unharmed and laughing up at the cloak and stall.

"Really, I knew you'd demonize at night, didn't I? Uh, uh, poor thing already. The only person who can be transformed into a high-ranking night demon is the holder of a strong Will. So I can't get past this mess of hell (crawling inferno). It burns and ends. Shadow crossing, but you can't get away with it, can you? Have I told you before? Well, maybe a few hundred, in numbers. Aren't you scared if we all cross? You're a bakka. Oh. I don't have any mercy for them, unlike Ashley or His Highness Asuka. This is all the power that was packed in that cathedral, right? That's a hell of a lot."

Ha-ha, and a silly laugh Isma, but behind it, below Aska, the constituent members of the Sand Lion Brigade peeled their eyes and saw into the sight.

"... that's a hell of an attack capability"

"I don't know - my ability, you understand?

"Don't piss off the other finger."

"Ma-nema, otherwise you wouldn't be able to set up your moves more accurately, would you?

"I didn't know you'd leave a trail so they'd be easier to track on purpose"

"This is what the plan is, yo. Wildlife also uses this hand, but I didn't know there was such a massive trap over there? Do you like this gift?

"Ha-ha-ha, I'll pay full attention to that smile next time —— so"

"Of course, you still think about this, don't you? Sa, I'll spare no effort to show you the big guy!!

He deserves a climax, and I'm going to go with Dawn!

Isma's fingers, laughing and screaming at the top of her skill, are stamped at a terrible rate, and multiple 3D summoning formations are built to open powerful summoning gates.

Exactly. The mouth and hands are separate.

Isma makes a mockery.

Let him, and acknowledge the knights of the Night Devil who came up as he shortcut across the hill (Shadowstep), and expand to protect Isma during the summoning operation as the faces of the Sand Lion Brigade.

There is nothing else that I have tried to do.

First Prince of the Osmadra Empire: The crimson glow emitted by the treasure sword by Askaya Imrabetor.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa —— Raydiant Arder!!

With Aska's roar, the curtain of a strange siege over Gilgisten Castle was just cut and dropped.