Sanzen no Souru Supina

Fields that come into contact with the metal and rock masses called Gahiiyin but occur on the surface of each other in Focus along with the sound from time to time interfere, and the plasma scattered in the thick fog.

That goes on and on three times while Aska is in the air.

It was evidence that each other intercepted an attack launched at an unstoppable speed during just a few moments when the jump kick rubbed past the proximity.

The two crossed take a distance with a snail that runs through.

Hyo, and the man who jumped and kicked = Galushin whistled as if he had fallen back.

"Abu hey! Abney makes a thoughtful decision. Good warrior."

"Did you outdo the current one?! Suicide: You think it's a weapon that can impersonate Azrael?!

"And I jumped into my men's predicament (cuckoo) from the monarch. Oh, it's pretty much something I can do. Bye. I see. Looks like the people on the West Side are wrong about your ratings."

The man said as he took the sword unconstitutionally.

Asuka uses her flexible physical abilities to make landings that do not show gaps, and she has already put in place a setup.

In that hand is the already pulled out treasure sword: Jambiya.

It's Aska's specialty for assaulting Galucin while he was in the air.

Suicide: If it was an instant technique to respond to an ambush using Azrile, I would have used this blade instead to show you how to jump and kick and settle.

but the thought came off.

"You... are not the only one"

"No, no, no, that's your Highness... he's humble."

We should have attacked each other while we were having this conversation.

But in the meantime, they had finished measuring their opponent's power.

"Oh, man, we shouldn't jump into each other's detours. It's him. Wouldn't you?

Galucin's line still lacked tension, but his eyes didn't laugh.

Aska, on the other hand, sighs at the man without alarm as well.

Neither does this one suddenly try to pack the time.

They admitted that they were unafraid of each other.

However, there was no Asuka side at all, as it remained glued.

Anyway, it's a secret journey home now.

There is also the fact that the border was violated without a declaration of war.

If a man named Galushin shouts and calls in his soldiers, or if he runs the soldiers of the preaching order - if there were such a separate unit or reserve on the enemy's side - the situation would quickly get worse.

Aska also had a reason why she couldn't be set up lightly.

It's not just about the opponent being rehearsed.

Earlier, the words came out, but Asuka's sword: Jambiya, more importantly, the suicide weapon that makes up both legs: how the Zodiac continent is not so wide, such as the weapon that survives the attack of Azril.

In the first place, jumping kicks are flashy and powerful in appearance and power, but they have a huge gap. They should not be used to look at situations that are so different in strength or abrupt.

Especially if the opponent was armed, the legs stretched for the attack become dressed.

In fact, Galucin reacted that way.

But that was also Aska's thought.

If the enemy were to detect this attack and intercept it by means of weapons or shields, Asuka was there with the intention of smashing them all with the characteristics of Azril as "Focus".

How this is outside between the altars of the serpent that has already transcended the people's knowledge and is a suicidal death squad with a superclass rating, albeit without the torque of "Spindle": Azrael.

The so-called normal weapon shield has enough power to turn it back if it is originally a more lifelike "Focus" and in some cases even damage it.

But Galuchin's sword could not harm the accusatory death: Azril, but it was likewise not harmed by the attack.

The treasure sword unleashed afterwards: as you can see, the slaughter by Jambiya was also prevented.

"That Sword of Xama... Focus"

"That's His Highness Askariya. Your eyes are high. My love sword: Estradius is a knight's saint among the weapons that bear the name of the Holy Sword: Lewyn's sword: a testament to Rose Absolute and the Knights of the Ilem Hospital, if only in a dish that holds Promethel Gear and shoulders."

"Oh, my God!

Aska lost her word to Garussin, who introduced her score in a playful tone.

Holy Sword: Estradius.

Regardless of the man's name, Aska knew the name of the sword.

That is why the various memories and knowledge that accompany it came back to life in the back of the brain one after another.

The glorious past of the Religious Knights, and the history of ruin.

Aska's character, who loved books and history, helped him understand.

Aska read and knew the outline in advance.

And I got to the man's name.

An anecdote of a fallen cathedral knight at the mercy of a heretic.

to the man who created that bloody legend.

"Gallucival de Galle...... do you mean so? But... Xama... should be dead, then."

That, too, was a hundred years ago.

A grin stuck to the man's mouth became huge in a groaning Asuka inquiry.

Give Asuka a a hand on her lips if you thank her while giving her a hand on her chest like she can't thank you.

"Oh, what a wonderful day. I'm thrilled you remembered me. I just thought everyone was forgotten by him too. Thank you, you. Thank you, Your Highness. If you're not even a heathen, you want to kiss me."

Galucin seemed genuinely thrilled.

Keep up the momentum.

"I don't know. I'm dead. He was supposed to be dead. But that day, I was not the one who ended up on the same hill of Calvary as St. Ikes was once called to heaven. My replacement. He was one comrade who bought a shadow fighter healthy enough to get out."

It was a mistake, Galusin said, denying the events that have been described as facts in the history books so far.

Words leaked from Aska's trembling lips.

"But that's why... Xama was long ago. Long ago, if I hadn't left this world..."

The average human life expectancy in this world is less than fifty years old.

I can't stand the flow of a hundred years in a normal human being.

Even if some miraculous coincidence could overlap to make him a hundred years old, then man would be an obvious old man.

So, if the man in front of you really lived a hundred years ago as self-declared...

A slight but lonely man grinned at Asuka's eyes, which shook upset.

You're right, I snap.

Continue.

"But I don't know. I was supposed to be the Emperor of the Biblons of Time, and I was locked in the basement of another eternal capital."

"Why not. What is that..."

'Cause I'm not gonna die...' cause I'm gonna come back to life.

"Rise, you say?!

I'm sure Aska asked about the connection between the emperor of the Vibronze Empire and the knight in front of her: Gallucin.

How could the emperor of the Vibronze Empire not put Galusin to death, but keep him in seclusion?

Didn't it hide him from the public eye, according to this?

Such doubts arose instantly in Asuka's chest at this time.

But in the man's response, there was a "Hiraki" that blew up such thoughts and conversations.

Aska groans at her confession as an unexpected immortal.

"Immortal, you say? No way... that's what the Eastern Diocese Knights were doing with the devil... is that what you mean"

Aska groans, shaking her head small at the not good imagination.

Oh, and it was Galushin who looked up to heaven.

Let me explain, the man said.

"It hurts. I don't know, is that what we're told in the world 100 years from now? That's a terrible story. We fought madly in death. I fought, desperately. That's all. of humanity, trying to bring about a peaceful world for the Ixists. I fought to unload paradise in this world. But I needed more Chichi to do that. It's just that's all. Then we slaughtered God's enemies a long time ago, and we separated, named, and recorded them for complete understanding... but they were all for God and his followers, the lost Lambs, and they never went unholy."

"Again... was the legend true"

Aska roared at Galushin's words, who didn't even seem to feel a single guilt about his work.

Once again, I found out that he was strange.

Reinstate the blade and prepare for combat.

That's a rejection.

Shut up already, he said.

Silent.

Galusin looked disappointed.

"What. Even though this is an opportunity for illustration that I visited over a hundred years ago. Stand up for me. We're innocent. What do you know about the Cardinals and Popes sitting in the safe Great Galaxy of the Extrum Pope's Office? God is beside those who fight on the front lines. Isn't that what your god is? Isn't that why you can fight because you believe that? Wouldn't you? Yes, we are, we are with God. A warrior for God. At that time, we were definitely agents of God."

"Don't think about it, you fanatic. If you do evil by deceiving God's name, it is to defile God's name. Besides... it's not us (...). Omae is the other one. For the Omaes perished by their own injustice. It may not be like the God I believe in and the God of the Omaes. But I support the judgment that Omae and their God have made upon Omae"

Aska loves her own God: Alam Ra.

But that's why I hated those who deceived God, deceived God's will, and came to his authority to commit outrage to the serpent scorpion.

"I can't get through."

Galucin narrowed his eyes to rejection from Aska.

Then I said.

"Well. You're right, I'm a fanatic. And maybe God abandoned me, too. He (...) didn't even show up for help, no matter how much salvation we sought when we fought for him (...) in distress because of it. I never even drowned in mercy. I didn't even come to see my face in the execution yard. That's why I saw one of my friends sent to the execution bench after another, burning to death in flames. The flames are terrible. Oh, my God. Of all the death sentences, among other things. It's like a roasted fish is broiled and turned against... humans turn back. And the power of that muscle breaks my bones... you've never seen such a sight..."

And the man betrayed by God said, Tools in which Athelui's consciousness is captured = Imprisonment tools: I stroked the fate of Iron Maiden.

If you look closely, the figure and facial makeup mimicked the woman.

A tiny scream leaks from Athelui's throat, which he cannot whisk.

"Don't touch that girl!

But Galusin doesn't even move on Aska's warning.

Spinning from your lips is a recollection, or a retrospective - no, it's a confession of madness.

"Right. You're right. I was abandoned by God. I kept fighting believing that I would be welcomed into the kingdom of heaven (or so), and somehow I had become a body that could not even die. And he was pushed to live indefinitely raw to eternity in a stinking dungeon. But there was a human who found me. He told me he needed my" Hiraki ", my fighting skills, my Holy Sword. You gave me purpose. Wouldn't that be great? It's hard to do, Yu Yu (...) Ugh. And here's what I said."

Garussin said as he stroked Athelui's mandible to play, grabbing it gently and letting it turn back towards him.

─ ─ Still can't stop believing, I guess.

You know what I mean, the man said.

"I guess that's why I have to rebuild my torn or former dream again," he said.

That's what that human said, he repeated.

"I see, if it was the guys from the Extrum Pope's Office who brought it up, I would have pulled all those tongues out and put them on fire. Your brain's rotting, huh?

There is light in Galuchin's eyes, which he speaks pleasantly with his little neck.

It's a light to see somewhere that's not here.

The story continues.

"It would have been incredible if it hadn't been for the words of the head of the nation, who is now on the brink of doom by the total attack of the heathens. It just seemed like he was talking about an ideal that wasn't even appropriate, because the guy who says that in a peaceful place about what happened to the front line is just a dreamer."

Galuchin cut off that those who speak of their ideals in a peaceful place are dreamers.

If so, Aska thinks.

That's right, and Galucin winks.

"He (...) was real, you. You know what? I was a real fanatic, just like me. I just have to believe it. Wouldn't you?

Askah should be able to understand what he's saying, Garusin asked.

Because, I went on.

"Because he - His Majesty Emperor Lucatius XII - had already sacrificed himself for what he believed, just like me. to the extreme. Let even those whom the world has called demons (...) drink down their blood, or feed themselves, even their hearts. Still, he was a fighter."

That's why we believed him.

And a new shadow emerged from the thick fog to prove Galucin's words.

It looked like a wet woman.