Sanzen no Souru Supina
■ Night 41: Reasons for bare hearts
Snow has only seen the King's incapacity to enter the castle once.
That is oddly in the midst of an invasion operation conducted by the Ashlets against the motherland: Trantrim.
That night, Snow saw two women, Athelui and Aska, being restored and exchanged for particles of light.
Until what reasoning made that possible, Snow just doesn't know.
But I witnessed what the alien powers named the King's entry into the castle (Kathleen) would do as an actual effect.
And what happened shortly afterwards - that is, the figure of Ashley, who desperately tries to resist separation from her beloved.
I remember him desperately trying to resist the phenomenon causing the king's entry into the castle (Kathleen) and hurting so that for some reason the back of his chest could be tightened up to his appearance calling out the name of Athelui frantically.
As soon as Elma asked me the name of the king's entry into the castle (Kathleen), it was because of it that my spine stretched like it had been struck by the current.
"You did, Snow. You saw it. the moment of exchange between Athelui and His Highness Askariya."
Snow responded with his gaze, even if he could not hide his agitation in Ele's words.
Saw it.
I know, he said.
So both Ele and Elma figured it out.
The wolf Snow is showing now is derived from the incomprehensibility of that powerful alien who switches humans - the king's entry into the castle (Kathleen) and where he contacts himself.
The earthspider sisters nodded face-to-face at understanding.
"I see. Mr. Snow's upset is the best. So, let me explain."
It was this hand spell expert: Elma who shook his fingers out.
"Let's conclude. Isma wants to feed you and pull Vibro Valeri out of his sitting shelf at once."
"Draw out the Book of Magic (Grimoire)...... Vibro Valeri?
Ele, for the most part, spoke to Snow, who was asked to conclude that there was no rushing around on an earlier proposal and that the degree of confusion had deepened even further.
Logical commentary is better for Ele, my sister.
"Let's start by checking the prerequisites for the operation. All right, Snow? Isma sees the identity of the book of witchcraft (Grimoire) that reveals the past of others as not actually" Focus. "
"What?"
Snow swims his eyes at the startling topics offered one after the other.
"The Book of Magic (Grimoire) doesn't mean" Focus. "
To Ele's point, Snow makes a gesture that he's trying to figure things out with both hands.
"Hang on, hang on. Vibro Valeri is in a powerful book of sorcery (Grimoire). Has a" Hiragana "that reveals the past of others. You got this far? Isn't that right? But you're so powerful that it's not" Focus "...?
What the hell does that mean, Snow?
Yeah, and I nodded and Ele continued.
That's what I'm going to tell you now.
"According to Isma's standpoint, the Book of Magic (Grimoire): it is the presence known in the name of Vibro Valeri that will, in fact, be overloaded"
The advent of the word overload ran another kind of tremor to Snow's spine than the earlier current.
That's a word with a special cause for Snow.
Yugadir, once a heart sickness and profession of Snow, fell into overload.
That changed her fate dramatically.
For example, if Yugadir had remained the knight of the devil at night, there should have been no clash between him and Ashley.
As a result, there would also have been no encounter between Ashley and Snow.
Snow witnessed the whole of the two struggles that followed.
The final battle between a knight who has become an absolute ideal running dog and who has lost himself but is still willing to martyr, and another knight who is incomplete, immature but continues to be human - a knight who struggles with his faith in the future, even though he is distressed.
Snow cried as he struck and trembled in overwhelming fear then, but not because he was scared.
The figure of the ideal home (garden) shown by Yriss as an overloaded Yugadir and “Virgin of the Rebirth” was too beautiful and too clean.
But that's why Snow felt like he had no place there because his ideal home (garden) was a perfectly beautiful, unbeatable, controlled world.
Half human, half night demon.
The fact that it is a "fail-safe" that cannot be completely on either side has been a hidden complex for Snow as well.
Looks better than a human being.
Physical ability.
And a sloppy memory.
The sense of superiority that they were all supposed to bring was, however, also a burden.
Because Trantrim had even more superlative comparables.
Night Demon Knights, and Yugadir at its apex.
A night of pure blood for Snow The Devil's Knights were more than just an object of admiration.
Even the presence stuck undeniably to the fact that no matter how much I scratched it, it couldn't be real (...).
But Snow, the demon of the middle of the night, could neither mix with the human side.
The villagers in the village of Carracle were snow-friendly, but that's why Snow couldn't choose to live there mixed up and just as a folk grass.
It was Snow's pride not to live as a refuge to the knights of the Night Devil.
I really have to be a knight.
We must prove our own existence not only by what was given to us by our Father and Mother, but also by enhancing ourselves.
Snow's way of thinking and shaking was rooted in its deep complex, which he could not even perceive.
And that fateful night.
On a tower connected to the ideal home (garden), Snow felt absolutely alienated by the “complete world” he had shown of Yugadir, who had previously lived as the ultimate goal of his life.
It seemed like the right answer was always to someone at a height, trying to build a drill and walk proudly to live.
That was tantamount to Snow being so pronounced, "Whoever was born incomplete remains incomplete no matter how far."
But the human knight, Ashley, resisted his completeness.
To be incomplete, immature, or failing.
I accepted all of them and still fought with my people.
And I beat him.
The "Hiragana" of humans, earthspiders, and princesses of the Night Devil, who should have been convicted of “mistakes” by those who were supposed to be complete, prevailed.
I guess Snow was unconsciously deciding at that moment.
That I am a man on this side, that is, on the side of the Ashlets.
He said he was hostile to overloads and similar "sights of the ideal homeland”.
And he wants Ashledau to acknowledge his determination and his steps.
Of course, it's also a pain in the ass to smile that I remain unconscious.
But anyway, the story now told by the earthspider sisters set fire to the self-esteem of the demon girl in the middle of the night.
"The Book of Magic (Grimoire): Vibro Valeri is overloaded. It's not Focus..."
Ele and Elma saw Snow's eyes, flirting with the volume of information and the sudden development of the story, gradually focus and bring in the light of a strong "will".
"What's up, suddenly? You changed the color of your eyes."
To Snow's sudden change of attitude, it was now Ele's turn to be confused.
Anyway, when I came with this daughter, all sorts of things were at a steep angle.
I don't normally make smuggling or statements of participation abruptly in a country's strategy of capital attack.
And Snow does what Ele expected.
bounced off and got on all fours on the bed, stuffed by the two of them.
"I will!
Suddenly he was devoured, and now the earthspider sisters glanced at him.
"What do you mean, what is it?!
"I'm surprised, I'm surprised!
Surprised by so much, Snow ate even more.
"Okay! I need this operation, don't I? If that's the case, I'll do it!
No, so, and now Elma, who brought the conversation with her, will be more cautious.
"I understand your determination, but I'd like to give you a brief overview of the operation."
"It's okay, it's okay! Because I have guessed more or less. In short, Mr. Izma is trying to use the King's entrance (Kathleen) to get Vibro Valeri out of the basement of this city at once, isn't he?
"That's what Elma said earlier."
Even against such scratches, the beautiful girl who sparkled her eyes did not move.
"That's all I can do, isn't it? That's why you two are telling me so much about me, right? Isn't that right?
Hi, this girl seems to be the type to get better in Russia when she gets noticed.
Ele thinks it's something of a troublemaker.
"We really don't mean to assign such a dangerous role to young daughters like you, do we?
It feels like Elma is saying something rare and decent because there are beings in front of her who are more tense than she is.
"It's dangerous, it's important... it's a big part."
Phew, it's not an illusion that Snow's nose seems rough that
"I'm worried, sister. After all, I would like to give Isma a eulogy for me and your sister."
Even Erma, a temperament who usually enjoys confusion, is true to the way Snow shines his eyes and snorts roughly ahead.
Did you feel the same, it was Ele who stabbed the nail.
"Snow, listen carefully. As I said earlier, Ashley must never understand what she is going to say. If it is strictly forbidden to put it up on the edge of your mouth, do not put it on your face, on your attitude or, of course, on your nose. Then, if Kitin and I are not ready by the due date, I will raise my voice to Isma after this to the effect that Elma and I will serve as substitutes."
Snow, who was taught Ele in a serious tone, became a strange face with the speed of light.
Stifles, and snorts deeply to immerse again.
Remains those unusually glowing, motivated eyes.
Ele learned an unspoken chest noise.
"Snow, do you know what kind of psychic the King's castle is?
"Uh, swapping the positions of the two humans?
"What are the conditions of the subject that make it possible?
"Subject conditions? Oh, what is it? Similar things?
"Just speculation from the situation, but you're telling the truth, the answer is"
Snow laughed at the subtle praise from Ele, eheh.
But “The Sandalwood Witch" waved his finger.
"The truth is so different"
"Truth."
Snow asked in return.
Ele responds.
"The King's entry into the castle (Kathleen) replaces the two targeted. That's right. But the conditions that make it possible are very strict. Similarity, the answer is not a mistake, but it is incomplete. That psychic exploits the deep relationship between the two."
"Deep Relationship"
Hmm, and Snow roared.
Interesting, and twinkling.
Ele took a deep sigh at the look.
"You have no idea."
"No, I know! I mean, you two have strong feelings, you have similar goals, that kind of relationship, right? That's why Mr. Athelui and His Highness Askariya were able to trade. Because we were lovers... naturally, right?
Ha, and now it was Elma's turn to take a deep sigh.
Oh, did I just say something weird? and Snow with his little neck, the Earthspider sisters of Ele and Elma looked at each other once again.
We all look at each other and say, "He has no idea."
"What, what?! Are you not?!
"No, you don't. It fits... but you say it and you don't realize it yourself?
"What is it? Were there any mistakes in the conditions for the successful entry (castling) of the King?
Once again, the two princesses looked at each other in the attitude of the outgoing Snow.
Tell him from you, and Ele waving her wear was at the same time as Elma grabbed Snow's shoulders with a biting attitude.
"Ah, you Park Min-Jen! You really don't seem to know, so I'll be clear! I'm asking you to be more honest with me! Wow, Ri Ma Su?
"Honest?"
About what? And it wasn't until this was finally the time that Snow, who nearly swam his eyes, had found a thought in himself.
"Eh, shit. Are you lying?!" and a voice.
That's what Ele points out.
Elma looms in the shape of a maiden.
"I'm not lying. Yeah, really. Hello Kitty, I'll have you whispered to the end!
"Eh, hey, no! I don't want to! Absolutely, no!
I don't know what you're thinking and I don't like it, but Snow waved his wear by holding down his cheeks with both hands, which instantly turned out to be like ripe apples.
"I don't like it, I don't like it! You're involved in this whole operation! White letter! And then there's only action! Push him down! Ravage him! Sake pond meat grove!!
I don't remember Snow since around the heated up Elma started screaming.
And today, Snow, who was expired by the earthspider sisters, noticed that he was in Ashley's bathroom dressed in skin.