Sanzen no Souru Supina

■ XXXII NIGHT: Commencement of military debate (Snow's role)

"This is the end of the report."

The crow shell makes a noise of calories in a completely empty iron pan.

After Snow's squire ceremony and a subsequent dinner party, Ashley also separated the topic.

Scion, who was staring at him on the tabletop, also showed convincing even as he put his mouth in heh letters.

Yeah, and Isma nods.

"In the meantime, Snow is still completely immature as a" spindle capable man ". I haven't even dived through the Trial of Focus. … well, you won't recognize me as your husband, no matter how low the Focus is, with the current report."

In its use, Focus, a special tool and craft, is first tested by the article itself.

This is called the Trial of Focus, but Isma pronounced it after calmly observing and analyzing the current state of Snow.

Snow bites his lower lip in remorse, but snorted.

I admitted it.

"Yeah. You have to recognize your current strengths first, and you can't improve anyway."

Suddenly, Ashley praises Snow.

Snow sees Ashley as he was played.

It's a complicated look, but it doesn't seem like a lot.

"Right. So I thought I'd give you a tour of the operation."

To Isma, who nearly said so, Snow now turned his gaze back at the speed of light.

Isma told him at his usual rate, not as if he cared about that.

"I stopped doing that. I mean, there won't be an audience when the war starts. I followed you, then I can't do it. It doesn't distinguish between combat personnel and the people, neither does it (the mess), nor the shell, nor the spear tip. So... I thought I'd ask Snow to carry out the transportation and management of consumables."

Snow's eyes are halved by the sound of the word hauling and managing the item.

Because this is, in short, about luggage carrying.

Ashle, who spent his training years as my father's squire, also knows how that feels.

But you sensed Snow's mind move, Isma added.

"No, it's not just a haulier. It's the role of putting consumable items on the front immediately if necessary. But the power of consumer items, both inside and outside the Closed Corridor, doesn't add or subtract, and under limited circumstances, it's a bad Focus. It's so powerful, right? Or..."

Chimie, didn't you drink and feel, like, a spider couscous?

Isma didn't miss the snow with her dissatisfaction on her face, poking at her with a needle of words.

Really, Snow jumps up his spine, mummy, roaring.

"Right. I was also really helped by the items Izma lent me in my first battle in the Closed Corridor. Had it not been for that... could it have beaten Nahatwerg's Demon Sword and Demon Armor..."

To Snow's reaction, Ashley talked about the backdrop (Tenmama) in the Ignash kingdom more than six months ago.

How the effects of the Ecstasy (Elixir), the medicine that creates the Fire Column, and the synergy between the Smoke Screen and the Trap helped me defeat the enemy.

Even in the battle in Ashle's unknown front yard, which I later heard from Theon, Isma seems to have thrown countless groups of items to keep me on the battlefield.

That's the story.

The look on Snow's face, which at first was an unsatisfactory attitude, starts to glow with a gradual sense of purpose.

"In the phase of working together and fighting, it becomes a position that can be called the life line of a squad"

You'll do it, and I'll get an honest reply saying yes if I tell you in the face.

Ashle looks into her eyes and nods, "I asked you," sending a gaze to Isma.

This one means "thank you".

Ashley knew.

Isma now deliberately bought me a losing role and left.

It is visible that I am dissatisfied when I asked Snow, who admires knights, to carry items and other things from the front.

So, Izma first wazzled and annoyed her trauma.

So Ashley preaches on the importance of Snow's position based on his own experience.

If you are told by your own serving knight that "you are in a position that might save our lives," Snow's self-esteem will be stifled.

If it was just after Isma bothered to highlight its presence, all the more so.

In addition to this role, Isma raised Ashley's stock as she lowered it.

He even took care not to make mistakes about who was her husband.

When I first met him, I had no idea. Izma's realization, and the skill of popularity, is now well understood by Ashle.

"Really, our Ele and Elma will be in charge of the technical instruction on the interpretation and use of items!

But Snow's expression froze on his candidacy for instructor.

Isma's awesome combat ability as Ele's killer sitting next to Isma's right is a snow glimpse in the battle in Trantrim, but at the same time she experiences her ethics as a earthspider.

After all, the princess who sweetens her fingers as she eagles her own breast milk next to Isma's left: the madness that Elma hides beneath that tender expression has already been fully experienced.

In any case, it was in the eyes that it was not a ton.

"What, what, what"

and the girl's gaze and fingertips come and go between the two instructor and her husband, Ashle.

Ashley showed understanding and smiled bitterly, but did not overturn the decision.

"No instructor is better at the efficacy and use of consumable items than they are. Human beings who can even make their own. Maybe the best teacher in the world. Let's have it tapped in."

Or Ashley grins.

"I want to learn more."

Ashle's words showing aggressive willingness are not acts.

Yeah, and Isma agrees.

"Maybe that's an ant. If you're going to take a lot of action, you should look at the opportunity and take part in the course as Ashley doesn't have a hippo who is lecturing you on the efficacy and timing of use."

"I'm also very interested in the language of earthspiders. Absolutely!"

The earthspiders living in the underground world (Underworld) have their own culture of languages and letters, and usually use them to communicate their intentions, rather than the common language in the human area: eftal.

A good example of this is the label of a psychotropic drug (elixir) that Snow has written about.

If Snow had been able to read the language of the earthspider, things would have changed a lot.

And Snow is pressured by the positive attitude of Ashle, who became the knight he served.

"That's something we'd love to be part of."

Norman will be added there, even Burton.

"In the past few days, I have been at the mercy of Lord Ele. No, it's quite the earthspider technology, it's great stuff. Eyes to scales, that's what I mean."

If Burton admired it rarely, some of the Knights of Catel Hospital. What a powerful nod.

"When we landed in Trantrim, with such preparedness and knowledge... things would have been completely different"

Snow's eyes became serious when he was exposed to the mastery of the skills and knowledge of the men who dived through the dead.

"but good luck!

"Well, let's get back to the after-dinner course."

"Eh."

If Isma rang her finger, Ele and Elma took Snow to a separate room just to say they understood.

"Well, let's get to it."

and Isma takes control of the Ashles, who stood up again.

"No, a little town. You and the others have something else to talk about. I mean, this is where it comes from."

Izma's eyes, who dropped off Ele and Elma, were not laughing.

Ashley perceives the intention.

I don't want Snow to hear what I'm about to tell you.