Sanzen no Souru Supina

■ Night 108: flying the flag of war (9)

"Let it!!

Askah, who was in charge of the right wing, tried to hold back precisely that moment when Ashle was deprived of his freedom of movement and Zion was to be taken in by the demons of Yugadir.

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Shining particles remind me of giant owl wings and target Yugadir, who stopped moving to capture Scion.

If you decide, a dozen chances to reverse it.

But whoever else stood in front of the assault, the "Virgin Mary of the Rebirth," was one of them.

"Get out of the way, Iris!!

"No, I'm not going anywhere"

"I wouldn't have even stopped being Ashle's wife, even though I turned her into a servant of The Nerd, a false Virgin Mary! This is a crisis between you and a good person and a woman who even thought it was okay to share her life!! Why, Omae, can you stay there!!

"To lead the world in the right direction. And what you don't understand is Asuka, you're the one."

"What..."

"If it's after everything is done, then I'm sure you'll be convinced haz. To Ashley, to Zion and, of course, to Aska, to you."

"I'm missing something to say, that or ahhhhh!! Don't let Omae decide what's best for others and the world!!

"Trust me, trust me!! I have already, unconsciously, been entrusted with the" twist "of the majority of the people living in this Western area. We're almost there, and we're gonna reach the official world change authority holder, right? This is undoubtedly" Everybody's Lost "! Resistance is futile!

"I don't remember us agreeing to anything like that, nor will we ever agree to it again!!

"So how do you not know that will is the source of human suffering, and the spindle that manifests itself?

"There's no reason to understand!! Yes, no questions asked!!

It was Asuka who broke off the grand tour argument.

Converge the energy that was stored during the exchange of words as well and put it on a kick in from the leap.

"Spindle Energy" is added to the rotational force produced by deep twisting, and the appearance is still the result of a comet that runs through the night sky.

But it was that Ikes flag that took the attack, just as it had happened earlier when we first met in the Garden.

That, of course, is the only visualization of Illis' Chi Chi.

To testify to those who see that the grace of a guardian who is dripping by himself is a legitimate patronage by "Saint Ikes".

"Knock."

I jumped straight into that defensive screen, Aska, but - this time, as then, the Suicide Squirrel: Azrael did not remain silent.

Again, the psychic who silences the Focus: the Sacred Service Ban (Intel Dead) can only be exercised in the Garden.

Still, the painful hand that had deactivated the maximum attack was enormous.

Beyond the Iris, who stands with his hands wide open, himself shows deadly progress.

The unfolding Yugadir flesh envelops Zion.

"It's no use, Aska. So... you come to me too."

And Aska, stunned by the sight, is also grabbed by a shining giant hand, mostly from Illis.

Soon, the head of the giant Log Solitary, which spread a set of brainwashing gear behind the Illis, withheld.

Among its huge structures, Asuka certainly sees it at this time.

The figure of Athelui imprisoned by a packed cylinder of catalyst reminiscent of amniotic fluid.

Keep naked, your precious lover floating round your body like a fetus.

"Athelui!

It was at the same time that Aska screamed and that flesh was held sideways and taken out of the huge range of hand attacks.

"If you are in love!!

"Lord Ele?!

It was Ele who had been thoroughly supportive until then that became a black wind and protected Asuka.

As the two armies clashed, they lined up in the rear to observe how the enemy came out, as well as acting as emergency rescuers in times of need.

"Never mind!"

"If you've been distracted, it would be helpful if you could run on your own feet, Your Highness. You are muscular, and you are not in a very good mood to be touched by anyone but your husband, on top of being heavy. I don't want to be bitten by the Focus called the Artifact Class."

"Indeed."

The two skip each other a light mouth.

But before its eyes, and again, a giant hand of light spins in.

"Resistance is futile," I said.

When I turned around, Illis stood with a sad look on his face.

"But really, if you can't stop resisting... I just had to be there. Until I change you both."

Both Aska and Ele were well aware that the word "change" by Illis had a more direct connotation, not persuasion, of course.

"Damn."

"So far, huh?"

Illis smiles at the words of abandonment that leaked out of the mouths of the two men.

as the “Virgin Mary of the Rebirth”.

Smile of forgiveness.

Of the Mother of Mercy, who has seen that her inexorable beloved has finally accepted her words and changed her deeds.

So, Illis doesn't understand.

I'm cornered, and I'm not supposed to win anywhere anymore.

Why are the two of you now floating on the edge of your lips?

“The Virgin Mary of the Rebirth” prescribes God's management.

before the jurisprudence of a new world.

Turn them all against your enemies and make a statement of your unyielding will.

An invincible laugh.

What happened at that moment?

What I understood exactly would not have been there.

Except for Ashledau, besieged by the “Garden" landscape, and Scionzafil, captured by Yugadir.

If, and Scion thinks.

While imprisoning its flesh in Yugadir.

If the weapon you carry in your arms is holy cage hand: not the Hands of Glory.

If that's what you told me you wanted to protect Zion until you put your life on the line, no, not a piece of material with a body.

If it was Ashle's father who entrusted it: not Gresnau.

Above all, if it wasn't Ashley and I fell in love after a strange encounter.

No, no, no.

Maybe, depending on something just a few small options.

Even rebelling all of that.

I may have thrown myself and my life to heal the hunger of Yugadir's heart.

So strong, for more than eight hundred years, in the life of a demon hero who came walking with his ideal light on the bottom of this cruel world, Zion was projecting his own half life.

The work of the immortal, who can never share with others in the true sense.

Compatriots and compatriots, no, it was a man named Yugadir who bowed to Scarbelli, the Grand Duke and father of the Night Devil, and for Zion, who had been running through literal darkness, who could be the only one to understand.

Once upon a time, in the days when he was imprisoned in the man's arms and received an unbearable courtship, Zion had touched his solitude.

It was supposed to be me who was being forced, but the years when Yugadir would have decayed Baidu had he been a human wreck, he held it in his chest, and he felt the pain and mourning that no one could reveal to him, and he cried.

Now, if I had fallen into this man's possession, I might have soothed his thirst.

Why didn't you?

Couldn't he fall with you?

I'm sure Theon thinks.

I'm sure I was already fascinated.

Whatever you think, you'll put Scion down and precede it beyond the pages of history, immortal, not immortal, destined.

Still, to the glow of the Soul, which the knight of man, who has just taken off the boy's domain, shows us.

Turn your very existence into a bonfire (torch), illuminating a world surrounded by darkness, in its desperate search for its own answers by hand.

On your shoulders, which are still too small to take the blame, and still, on that figure that takes on as much load as you can carry, stretches your spine and makes you laugh and look.

Theon had found it.

Hope.

Like a star shining in the night sky, a light that shows you where you're going, even in the distance.

So whisper.

So, Yugadir, I can't go that way.

I cannot accept the salvation that came out of despair, saith I.

And shoot down the countless touch-arms (manipulators) that grab you, just as you prove Theon's words.

Without moving one arm, one finger.

From that body, just like a bucket.

There are countless thorns.

The name of the thorn is Jagri Jagra.

Thirteen sharp thorns buried in the flesh of Zion.

It was supposed to be an abominable human modifier, which rejected Yugadir's "salvation".