Sanzen no Souru Supina
■ Night 115th: Emperor of Esperalgo
"Look, it's a hell of a deal."
The giant tower leans.
Looking far up at the showdown played on that stage, Emperor Esperalgo: Mercenario said.
From the joints of an automatic knight who has just finished, a dull glowing Demon Gun: Turn it into a Demon Gun and it is also a sword: while pulling out Gangray's fullness.
"If you say it like other HR!! Automatic knights have changed their movements!! Come on, Menasu!! They're stiff!!
It was the warrior (Ouga) (Ouga) who wrapped his slaughter feet (Slater Rim) and yelled back as he held back the pure white automatic knights over ten horsemen: Violeta.
"That's why I said stop, you stupid dick!!
Make him a deputy to the Esperalgo faction to divide up internal affairs: Gummeron summons.
I have no mercy for my Lord, nor for Menace, the Emperor.
Undressed words on teeth are also a sign of your competence as a home affairs officer, but this curse comes from pure anger.
"'Cause hey, how much did you put to death on this trip? My lovely daughter-in-law got it, but that's all it is.
When I say compensating for the losses of war, you know, that's looting.
"Looting and rape is the hua of war. Isn't that right? It's not my hobby to force a reluctant woman into a cage, and it's not because of the purpose. You have a position as the chief of our nation with strict Ixism?
It's just that the pillage from the Pivotal State of Evil is about to take away legitimate rights and scriptures, right?
Without any evil, he developed his theory and sniffed his neck before reluctantly returning to the line holding Serra, who trembled half-naked.
"Stay put. Hey, why don't you just grab the best dress you've got? I'll let you wear it tight and then I'll peel it off."
It's the most expensive, Menace says.
Decorate the woman with the dress you took away, and take it away even more.
"That's a good thing about war."
"Are you Larry, you bastard!! I'm telling you to look at the reality in front of you, fuck you!!
Copy of Dead Man: Gummeron screams as he breaks the Dead Blue page and summons his life-long companions.
It's a momentum that keeps putting Menace's head down.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. We're in the middle of an important concentration right now."
"You're lying. Eh, it is!! Obviously all I could think about was the adorable stuff. Awww, it is!! This is Dead Blue. Every time you break a page, it hurts like a price. It hurts. Oi, you're dying. Oi, are you in a state?! Hurry up, what the fuck!!
"Ugh. Uh, it looks like Ichiban's big prey got kind of sidelined. I'm motivating you. Think about what happened after the war... and life needs some sweet fun, right?
"Temei always enjoys bringing in women like that!!
"Oh, my God. Next time, I'll turn you around."
"Baccaro ~, it is!! You are a woman!! Beautiful boy or whatever!!
"You're the same, Omei's hobby. Whoa, you're not after me, are you?!
"That's more baccarat, it is!! Dirty chocolate pussy in a woman's juice. Who's after it?!!
"I don't know what you're talking about because it's hard. Emperorly, you have to pay him off, but you can't overlook that pretty boy hanging on your poison fangs, and you don't know Ikeoji in that direction... uh, Grandpa Burton or something?
"Omae et al., come on!! You're telling me I can't keep pushing anymore!!
Violeta cracks into the conversation between Menace and Gumelon, which began to roll in a direction I'm not sure about.
"Wow, wow, wow, violeta. Torima, let's flatten all of these guys, and if we can take them, let's deflect them. It's a relic of the old world. Besides, it's almost vandalized. Hey, there's no cognitive disturbance by the agnostic realm (Terra incognita). There will be more than just the loot so far. Not quite, this chance. To strengthen the country. Good luck to me, huh?!
"Please hurry up!!
"We have to split the ship somewhere, it's too far by land, to my country!!
The sincerity of the Menaces, who invaded to the deepest depths of the trantrim, is exactly as ever exchanged.
Much out of their original plans and after their survival from the wreck, they decided to make this country the target of aggression.
If the opponent is overloaded, he thought until he defeats it and takes away the Focus they own and keep.
It's really simple, but it's so strong.
Looting is so bad, it doesn't rule.
I have no interest in the territory or any untrained.
The idea of swallowing it as a national territory or colonizing it is not from the edge.
When I get what I can get, it doesn't matter what happens to the rest.
Neither the devastated state nor the plight of the people is what we learned.
In other words, it's a bandit idea.
It is the idea of a spray from the perspective of an already fully mature feudal social system, but this stems from the fact that an empire called Esperalgo was, before its establishment, a small group of countries under Aram rule.
That's how Menace has continued to lead the mobile court through the turmoil created by the Eleventh Crusade (Crusade) and the world that followed.
Historically, this is described as "riding".
A tactic inspired by the way the true knights fight their maidens, or the way the nation is.
If the history of the world were to be unravelled, it was already a classic method.
Anyway, only the Spindle Capable or equivalent strong "Will" owners can properly grasp what is happening in the Closed Corridor.
This is all the more so if it is an area covered by an agnostic area (Terra incognita).
And often there is a powerful "focus" sleeping in such a place.
Only then will the Ouga youths form a battle group (warband) and roll out into the wilderness on an exploratory row.
It is also dawn on the search for artifacts that the true knightly maidens should likewise call "riding" and be reclaimed (...) with human heroes.
It is also for the heroes of man to take a few elite parties to challenge the overload and bring the world back into the human sphere.
The feudal social system and the collision of large regiments against each other against that background were, in fact, only the "system for the world after it was pioneered" created after that.
It was rides by a few elites that have cultivated the world of Worlds Ende for at least the last few thousand years.
Menace has revived this truly classical methodology to modern times and practiced it on a national scale.
"Damn, and good"
"Ah? What is it? Are you dissatisfied when you return to the battlefield? I won't forgive you, sir."
"No, what? I'm sorry to hear that. Is this war over?"
"That's what I said after I returned alive, it is!!
As proof of Gummeron's exact scratch, the sound of the tower crumbling.
And yet Menace laughs.
While sheltering Serra and returning to the front.
"Because come on.... you wanted to fight, huh? It's a knight incarnation. Isn't that right, Yugadir? I wanted to take him down and plunder the Virgin Mary of the Rebirth, too."
"Baccaro, this is my third time today. You are a bastard!! Look at reality!!
To Gummeron, whose tone was starting to break too furiously, because come on, and the Demon Gun: Menace ate down with a gang ray in place.
"At least I thought he was coming after me. He... Trao. Come on. I thought you'd give me a little more boost. In the end, you lost the Dream... it's a shoulder watermark."
Gummeron makes a face that he can't.
One sigh of sigh, and the wry faces of the ministers, where the wind blows, Menace declared.
"But let's call this a rampage in this battle. We can't just go up to that tower... and as the Pope will know, he didn't kill the“ Virgin of the Rebirth ”this time. We need to dig up the other souvenirs."
Either way, if you live, you have your next chance.
That's what you say or no, you walk to the enemy line in an improbable and unproductive way.
Violeta and Gumelon continue as they tongue down.
Behavior that doesn't even seem to care about one's life.
Yet the group of ministers obey to be guided.
This is the Emperor of the Esperalgo Empire: Imperiology of Mercenario.
It was a catfish of the hegemony.