Sanzen no Souru Supina

Greek aaaaaaaaaaa!

The scream of bitterness clings to obsolescence.

The ghostly voices who jumped into the range of effects of the Shining Light Storm (Plasmatic Argent) deployed by Theon are the voices of resentment (Ensa) who were stripped of their vale by the superpower of the attack.

"It works, but it doesn't work."

"After all, you're saying it's not a real Necromancer (Reis)?

"When Rose Absolute, who has a special attack on immortal enemies, can't do enough... after all, they're not what they look like"

"Oh, shit."

"What, would it have been better to lose (undead) death"

"No, it's not like that...... so what the hell are these guys?

Ashle and Zion analyze their enemies as they battle back-to-back.

Concentrating on firepower to break through the siege cannot be set up without knowing the characteristics of the target.

We couldn't get through the weapons that were supposed to clear the way. Now, because we're not going to talk.

"Don't you feel it"

It was Zion who suddenly took it that way.

"Feel it?"

Ashle responded without alarm as she ran her eyes untouched by the demons of her impending enemy.

"Oh, yeah, Ashley. It's like that. Whether it's at the bottom of Ignace's King's Tomb, when he boarded Frama's Drifting Temple in the Farouche Sea, or when he fought in the Cathel Island Cathedral... or when he boarded a trantrim to decide between a fallen Yugadir and a female male on the overload - that unpleasant feeling I felt."

"If you ask me... well, what I feel from people like this Necromancer (Lace) is that sign of being in the Closed Corridor (Bird Cage)..." Is that it? "

If you ask me, I was convinced.

The discomfort I was feeling from the moment these ghostly people showed up.

The Closed Corridor (Bird Cage), the absolute enemy of mankind, Overlord and its enclosure (domain).

This city: Why, in Heliatium, is the Spindle exercisable where the Genius is the source (power source), under the same conditions as inside the enclosure (domain) of the absolute enemy of mankind?

I remember Ashley once convinced me why because this is a sanctuary.

It was when Ashley joined the Cathedral Knights and took a lecture at that academy.

Nowadays, however, Ashley questions the textbooks and professors who preach the theory.

Spindles are not available because it is a sanctuary.

Doesn't a sanctuary actually mean a kind of overloaded enclosure (domain), or something unusual in the Closed Corridor (Bird Cage)?

Or convenience to use it conveniently, if you borrow their language, it's just sophisticated (sophisticated) rhetoric.

The unimaginable reality unfolding now in front of us supported Ashle's deduction that he was right.

And what makes you even more convinced of that is the expression of mercy that the Necromancers (Reis) are now floating toward the Ashlets.

Ashle has seen that look before.

That look came to mind by England, who turned into the “Virgin of the Rebirth” when he declared himself confronted with the paradise landscape = "Garden (Garden)".

"I'm sorry about us, you guys."

"If they are truly undead (undead), they should be distorted by their obsession with raw life and jealousy. Definitely, this is..."

Ashley asserted after putting the jumping oneself together to skewer the guys in the back row.

"These guys, they pity us. I'm assuming that we are seriously ill. I'm blind to believe that we're the only ones who can help us. I don't think we should make a comrade out of it. That's how I'm here."

"Damn, well done. I've come to that understanding. That's splendid, Ashley. But..."

The question now is how to break through this siege.

Theon said, slapping the Holy Sword: Rose Absolute.

Another careless voice, about ten bodies disappear together.

Strange...... with countless splashes of light like letters that don't make sense.

Still, the enemy's siege nets are frightening.

"Well, do you have any ideas? I don't know how far we're gonna keep this."

"Don't be in a hurry when Theon tells you that. Right. Oh, shit, Theon, it's underfoot."

"What?

Ashley said, and they both quickly ran their eyes to the ground while thoroughly defending the circumference (Round Parry).

"Hole."

"Oh, that's a hole. It's a hole where they gushed out earlier."

"The outpouring has stopped already... there's space down there"

"Oh, no way."

Yeah, and Ashle nodded at Zion's inquiry.

"There is a huge library in the basement of this city. And there's the Book of Magic (Grimoire): Vibro Valeri asleep. Right?

"That's true, though. We've moved on that premise."

"It can't be just a library where a magic book (Grimoire) sleeps: uncovering every human past. But what if that's the Closed Corridor? This is convincing, only convincing. And if so, it also explains that the Spindle can be successfully exercised in this city."

Scion wrapped his tongue around the brilliance of Ashle's reasoning.

That's why I'm not sure if the big hole I just opened my mouth in front of is something that really leads to an underground library after all.

Besides,

"The Ismas aren't going to be ahead of us in infiltration. And our mission is,"

By defending this city......

Ashle smiled and blocked Zion from saying such things.

"I'm sorry for the way the human spirit is like the knowledge of a precious past breaks the outer walls of a sleeping library"

"What?"

"No, that's how he thinks the Necromancers are trying to treat us right now."

"What?!

"Be quiet in the library," he said. Have you ever been noticed? Private language is to be cautious, not to eat or drink, not to run… in addition to fighting with the Spindle. "

"Ashley?"

"Since ancient times the guardian of knowledge has been royalty. No, it was the gathering of knowledge that made them royal. Knowing the operation of the stars, praising the technique of curing water, and tracing it to the precious inheritance inherited from the Divine Generation in order to save the nation… it was possible because the royal family was the bearer of knowledge. Because bringing knowledge together was inevitably about increasing power. Ji (chi) is wisdom, and Ji (chi) is the source of the royal" Chi ". Then it is inevitable that its guardian is looking royal"

In fact, the emperor of the Vibronze Empire was the literary man: Lucatius, wasn't he?

"In other words, they, the emperors of the Vibronze Empire, when they inherit its throne from generation to generation, the Great Library, which sleeps at the bottom of this city, and its secret library (the Arch Library), as well as the Book of Magic (Grimoire), which reveals the past of all 10,000 people: even Vibro Valeri. But they're not spindlers. So... at that price..."

For example, this is how he becomes a perpetual scribe who serves the Great Library.

"What do you say?" Turning to the water, Theon roared, "Hmm.

If you calm down and observe the Necromancers (Reis), indeed, among their costumes is the figure of the goods that only the Emperors of the Vibronze Empire were allowed to wear.

Plus, the letter splash I saw when I knocked them down earlier...

To Scion as he conceived, if, Ashley continued.

"If they're truly guardians of knowledge, don't they want to be swung around Rose Absolute inside the handed down library of important books or let go of Shivnir?

So say it.

"Let's jump in, Theon. to their home base."

"Damn...... every time, but don't mention it's not even a ton from time to time. Genius and I don't know what a piece of paper is."

"I'm not going to be as good as Isma."

"Confirm, but what about the defense of Heliatium in this city?

"If I die here - I can't protect anything. No, if they're who we think they are, it could be worse."

Scion sighed as he found himself somewhere out of tune in the tone of Ashle saying to his back alignment.

I don't mind being a scoundrel, but manipulate all the bad things about that guy.

Yes, one rots.

Silently for a few seconds, wave the sword.

Another splash of lettering snails.

Indeed, Sion thinks.

Again, the time passes between just considering Ashle's words.

Then as he decided to, Theon said.

"Okay. Let's try," he said.

At the next moment, Ashle grabbed Theon's hips instead of replies and jumped on the holy shield: Blanvel and leaped herself into the vertical hole worn.