Sanzen no Souru Supina

What a sight.

Norman just groaned at the overly heterogeneous sight that spread beneath his eyes.

Return only slightly to the Lord time of the Ashlets.

"This is the skin under the cognitive thin silk (haha) put on this world. That's why you look so good."

The voice whispered from behind also made me uncommonly nervous.

"This is the view of the world that Isma walked into."

The earthspider princess, a daughter dubbed “Obsidian Witch” by her grey-brown skin, is Ele's sister: Elma Mayme, Elma.

She is now lurking on Norman's back with the idiosyncrasies of earthspiders that become back-bearing spiders (hyd-out spinners) (...).

"Quiet, nothing more."

The sight of two super-level "spindle abilities" from a chill in the heart.

Norman felt his skin poppy in the light of the foreign bodies of the standing old world and the red mist that emanated from it.

This is definitely dangerous, he said.

"It feels like Hell's Cauldron has opened."

"And now, at the bottom of that hell, Ashley and her sister are fighting"

"Yugadir... I will surely defeat you"

To Norman's whining with determination, Elma utters her words.

Elma had already been suggested a possibility by Isma.

The possibility that Britain, who became the "Virgin Mary of the Rebirth," is "hostile."

However, it was not only the woman of the earthspider who lived the plot and the leap that she did not solicit about it on this occasion.

There was an Isma who apparently liked the sexual roots of this man of honest humanity, and as his wife, he was still crushing his heart.

"Nevertheless... Lord Elmameim's" Spindle "is like noble liquor, don't smell like orchids. I'm gonna get drunk."

I don't know how you perceived Elma's silence, but Norman leaked his thoughts.

Incidentally, mentioning the incense of another's "spindle" is a "terrible topic" to the point of mentioning body odor in roughly any race or cultural area.

Of course, there is no idea that Park Xinren of stability: because he is Norman, the woman who bears the glossy topic on his back, that he has also waved it to his wife, etc.

"Go face to face, and suddenly you're embarrassed to be told that"

And Elma makes it look deliberately shameful, but it's perfectly acting as a geisha.

"Did you dislike it?

"No, it's too fragrant. I'm going to go to war, but I feel like I love flowers, and it's complicated."

"When they say that, I mean it! You can tell your wife."

"Ha, ha, that's scary. True, if you're too drowning, you're going to be blamed for the leftover incense."

Norman turns his thoughts around on Dashkamarier, who is still on holy duty as Archbishop on Catel Island.

“The Virgin Mary of Rebirth": It would be more impossible to consult her, who is in constant connection with Illis, to turn her thoughts around, for example, on what situation she is currently in.

"Uh, now, you look like you're going to love me so much. I get jealous."

Elma mixes it back in with the look Norman brings to mind.

The opposing Norman laughs smaller.

Just a scratch, like a solder.

"But thank God. Lord Elmameim lends us a" spindle "to get off to the main battlefield. Did I mention the back spider (Hyde Out Spinner)? It's amazing, Earthspider moves."

"It was simulated in the hiding of your sister's clothes and the embroidery of Isma's jacket, right? It's the same thing."

"Ho."

"The original usage is to use it against the enemy - to possess it on its back and continue to breathe life on the contrary."

"Oh my God."

"However, there is no doubt that lurking is a treasured alien, and, yes, we can lend you a Spindle like this one."

"Thankfully. Thank you, Lord Elmameim."

"Here's what I'm amazed at. I didn't know you could bring up such forceful measures."

"Previously, when we were working on Catel Island, we pulled Chichi from Isma and operated the heliomedusa, right? I was wondering if we could get close."

At that time, honestly, my liver got cold.

The human knight laughed and said, as if to speak of pleasant memories.

Elma also laughs at Norman's laughter coming from his nasty back.

However, this one was modest and somewhat bittersweet.

"Heliomedusa: Tashtuka. Sometimes that happened.... Norman is already a stranger. How much in time of war, even though it's an emergency - instead of killing each other and trusting the woman who played the take of life and leaving her back to me... I can't believe I'm trying to pass this kind of impotence. Swallow your own puppet needles... Impossible"

That's right, sometimes my husband just gets caught in the eye.

Elma's praise, of course, was flabbergasted.

You're really an idiot, right?

But it doesn't even bother me, Norman says.

"Let me thank you once again. Thank you, Lord Elmameim. You gave me the right to rematch."

"You - Lord Normadarius, okay? Listen carefully. You just act like a warrior in the" spindle "that I offer you right now. I'm not recovering. If you are disconnected from me, just tell your liver that you are so exhausted and worn out that you can no longer stand up."

The voice of Elma, who did not always break the performance of the playgirl, became genuine.

It was the sexual roots of Elma that Norman's muscled honesty drew upon - as a princess who thought of the people and kept breaking her heart to the prosperity of the clan.

"Let's just keep it to ourselves, Norman."

"In fact, it's very draining. This Claw of Purification: The Focus on Arman is a terrible eater. If you keep shaking things like this... you'll die prematurely"

"Lord Elmameim will be forced to do so. Sorry."

"Not so!

Already, and semimaterialized Elma pulled Park's ear.

I'm worried about you! and.

If you don't, you'll fall in love! and.

Really, the kite (octopus) leans and changes direction.

Ha, and the two are breathtaking.

Right now, the two of them were invading over the trantrim with a special giant kite (octopus) on their backs.

This was Isma's ticket to deliver Norman to the main battlefield.

"It's so stupid, I think it'll succeed the other way"

That is Isma's opinion.

Norman was also in complete agreement with that opinion.

Too much outside of the idea, and no one can think of a way to prevent it if it materializes.

Nice, this is good, it's strange for Norman to just smile and watch Isma get in with a troubled grin.

The yarn that tows the kite (octopus) is specially made from the hair of the leg sheep (Moomu), and even the strongest class of Focus is difficult to cut.

It goes through the hole in the dimensional ring - much farther away, secured by Ismas across the leg sheep (Moomoo).

The bones of the kite (octopus) belong to the dragon clan.

The sails are infiltrated with specialty medicinal solutions in the best silk spilled from the yarn of Bitian silkworms (Hechiten-san), which are also rare among the earthspiders.

"Ugh, keep your head properly forward! You Park Min-Jen!"

"It's not my fault now!

In retrospect to Elma, somewhere Norman's voice has fun.

It's Norman's sexuality that makes me want to slap him lightly in front of the battlefield.

And now, exactly, the stage for that came under my eyes.

"It's a battlefield lesson, Elma. After this, I'll let you go through it in combat language, nickname!

"Originally! Now, Claw of Purification: Knight of Arman, shake that" Him "fully!

Beginning with this, the Assassination Church: Sibili Shmeri is Betsalion's chief of the family, the princess witch: Elmameim and her faithful puppet of manipulation to purify the claws: Knight of Arman: Normadarius Destonias is the puppet purgatory (jiggle).

"It's gonna rain blood!

It was entirely at the same time that Elma's mouth pounded and Norman gave up his kite (octopus) and let himself dance to the stage.

The knight turns.

To your own battlefield.

Like a meteor.