Sanzen no Souru Supina

"I knew it was going to be dangerous. - What kind of logic is that?"

Ashle snapped while wearing his armor.

The day leans even further, and the colours of the sky rapidly shine.

A cloud that was shining golden in the sunset gradually loses its light.

I can see the stars starting to blink.

Night is coming.

"But Isma has a point, too."

He said, "I did."

It was Scion who was helping Ashle to wear it.

Other chores are a tease (with a good chance of terrible destruction), but Scion showed considerable talent when it comes to wearing weapons and lighting tea.

Getting ready with the Devil's Princess at night, which also put her mind through it for Ashle to go to battlefield from now on, should also have been a ritual to increase her concentration.

And yet I am disturbed by this.

Huh, and Scion breathed.

"Going to a place where you are in a state of war is like a kind of luck test. This will be especially true for the fatalists. Just because you had strength doesn't mean you can survive. That's a different probability. It's not surprising that free men and spindlers differ from their luck before combat ability or alienation."

Anyway, the expression rate of "spindle capable people" in the human area is one in 1,000, isn't it?

Sion said as he inspected Ashle's armor clasp.

"It's just a thought, too. The Spindle Talent is destined to confront the Spindle Talent. It's a confrontation with a strange and harsh fate that no ordinary man will ever visit."

Taking that into account,

"I guess the truth is, the odds of dying on the battlefield don't change much."

"That's why"

"Damn... how did you die?

Scion's fingers sealed the ashle he tried to disprove.

Unexpectedly, Ashley counted the number of times she was dying so far.

The number of fingers on one hand is dying lightly, I suppose, when I include the "Spindle" awakening in my account.

Or a case that was almost dead... three times.

Theon told me.

"It's almost a miracle we've survived so far."

"But there's no undercover team."

"I guess. It is Isma's claim that I hear best."

Stared into the purple eyes of the deep Scion, Ashley lost her words.

This is what happens when you summarise Isma's claims.

It's too dangerous to throw immature Snow into a turbulent pre-turbulent city as the "Spindle Competent".

Flying abilities like true knight maidens, cloud monkey wind legs of earthspiders (Cloud Monkey Stride) are not to mention, and the trump card for enhanced mobility that mankind can master: wind thunderstorms (Lightning Stream) are not even mastered by Snow.

Although some attempts were made, the spindle rotation still did not start in the first place without Ashley's help, and in this short time it did not lead to the acquisition of alien powers.

"I can assume you're in a period of stability, sir."

"The disease thunderstorm (Lightning Stream) doesn't go very well with the demon's blood muscles at night. I don't know if it's because of that."

One thing is Isma.

The lid is Zion.

It is an assessment of the qualities of each snow.

Anyway, Snow had not yet mastered the means to distance himself from the massive crowd and escape the confusion.

"Every time I call you back, I'll call you back."

Ashle insisted, and for some reason Snow's eyes were shining with joy only then...

"You know how reckless that is."

And Ashley bowed his mouth to the word unto Isma.

"Needless to say, Ashle, you're the only one who has a truly effective countermeasure to the true knight maidens who can ravage the city from high altitude, not to mention during mixed wars and riots, right? That would reach even the hands of the princess and Ele if they responded to the battle of surface shavings, Sa."

Describe Ashley with his right hand, while representing the maidens of the true knight with his left.

"You have to snipe them as you move around at high speeds, either alone or on a Vitrion with the help of a wind thunderstorm (Lightning Stream). Under those circumstances, you can't even look after Snow."

"If you're behind me,"

"Ashley, you know what? If it's you who have a truly effective means of interception... unless the Maidens of the True Knight have the same head or the Tri-head, you'll be targeted with concentrated fire."

"Bye, on Zion's side"

"What happens if you place yourself on the side of a princess who specializes in widespread extermination attacks"

"Then Mr. Ele or Elma will"

"They are supposed to put mobility combat first. I mean, I'm just unusually tough and I don't have much endurance, you know, earthspiders. So, you let a soldier who specializes in agitation warfare using foot speed do something like base defense? Whatever the battle in the limited space of stopping and shooting each other, it's that kind of sniper."

After a logical defeat of all the opinions, Ashle clogged her throat.

"But if it is"

"That's why. Infiltration Squad Once, only two of my proper Norman husbands actually cut in. Grandpa Barton and Snow, who are not" spindle capable ", wait in the near field. If there's any movement, it's a plan for you to deal with it. Something positive about using an item."

"But that doesn't change being in the city."

"It's the difference between standing by while you can escape at any time and managing to escape from the vortex, Ashley."

Seeing Ashle silent in dissatisfaction, Isma raised her shoulder brow funny and turned her eyes into a three-day moon snail.

"What, could it be Ashley...... pretty obsessive?

"As her guardian and knight, yes."

"Hmm, here's what I'm saying, hey?

It was Snow who was suddenly told the story and stretched his spine.

For some reason he was turning his face bright red and staring at the floor in a hazy manner.

"What do you want Snow to do?

"Wow, I am!

Snow probably swallowed up the reflexively spoken word at this time.

I noticed Isma's eyes weren't laughing at Snow.

"Wow, I... knight's... my husband's... oh, I just don't want to be Ashley's foot wrapper"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Snow repeatedly tells himself over and over again.

Isma nodded as deeply as she was impressed.

Ashle was first surprised at how it was, then sighed for a long time, as she gave up.

"I see. I may have lacked a bit of calm. Indeed Isma is right. Besides, if Snow's mind is already set, I don't have the right to overturn it."

Okay, I accept.

That being said, Ashle stood up and tried to leave the courtyard in the afternoon.

It is also the mission of those who keep the battalion to reward the troops they lead as soon as possible.

So I won't stop Isma.

Just rewarded the scheduled time of the decision.

Future contacts will be limited to ele, elma, burton, and brief ones with mainly items by the four with snow added there.

There was no other way to look at this moment if you were to tell me what you were getting into.

Damn, it was Snow who ran up to Ashley and grabbed her sleeve.

A small body of snow fits inside Ashley's arms as she looks back.

"Snow."

Ashley calls her name and embraces her.

"Um..."

"Mmm."

A finger wondering if I could hold it back was never turned to Ashle's waist.

"I, um..."

"Yeah."

"Actually... soon..."

"Soon?"

Ashley was puzzled by Snow's condition, thinking she might have something to tell him.

The daughter of the demon in the middle of the night, who turned bright red to her ears, is confused for some reason.

"What's going on?

"I'm about to grow up."

Ooh, and the same sound leaked out of Isma and Ashle's mouth.

Although there are some differences between countries in the Zodiac continent, the average age of majority is fifteen years.

"Congratulations"

Ashley gave an exemplary answer.

"I don't know... we'll have to celebrate this battle when we dive through."

So I didn't really understand what Snow meant by the words that followed.

"Um, so... because it's okay. You know, when I get back with a lot of... yes."

Ashley understood Snow's statement at this time as saying, "You don't have to worry too much or burn your care because you're going to grow up".

The relationship was short, but for Ashley, who was alone, she seemed to see her sister's independence, and she seemed proud.

Of course, but I was totally wrong.

"Okay. Well, hang in there."

"Yes. Uh. but good luck,"

The midnight demon maiden hurries in and answers Ashle, who hugged Snow so hard.

This was the last moment when the two of them exchanged words as they were.