Sanzen no Souru Supina

■ 69th night: the flower of death

"Ku"

For a moment, Ashley saw the Reaper in a storm of steel.

No matter how much battle the maiden's contract (Valkyries Pact) protects, it is impossible to eliminate all saturation attacks in all directions.

Not to mention the Ashlet now, the right shoulder of the right hand is fine, otherwise it is a piece under the armor.

If you get a single shot of Cure Zabain's attack, even if it's not powerful, it's definitely fatal.

Above all, the sword flashes of the Impure King were different from the Knights of Sludge (Ooze).

What a stunning death.

An inescapable jaw gate was blooming over Ashley.

For a moment, Ashley herself thought it was really no good.

It was none other than the Equestrian: Vittorion that saved the Knight's peril.

Vitra instinctively and instantly knocked down the horse body to its limit.

If I tilted the horse so far, I would have fallen and pushed myself to such a situation.

If he fell at the current rate, the vitrion would have fractured, the knight would have been thrown on the hard tunnel floor without armor, wounded badly, or dead.

Of course, that didn't happen.

Abnormal: A rare horse that fully understands the Lightning Stream's Chikara.

It was a horse called Vittorion.

And now on the saddle was a master who could instantly understand the meaning of such a judgment of love horse.

Ashley took her hands off Shield: Blanwell with all her might.

Remove the left arm from the restraint by the load.

It promises complete freedom.

At this moment, Ashley has already opened the Spindle and conducted it all the way to Saint Shield: Blanwell.

The sacred shield abandoned by the floor-surface wrestling unfolded the force field and showed incredible rotation as if it were solitude.

There was no Impure King involved ─ ─.

He commanded the hand (...) holding Blanwell's edge to escape the human knight's maneuver.

The leap and rotation were decided beautifully while stretching.

Hold a spear-forming hand (...) with one of the tentacles prosthetically attached to the leg or skirt, and gently lower your hips as if you were sitting on a tall pile.

I slowly put my right hand under my chin.

Show Ashlet the margin.

However, there was also a feeling of consternation and admiration from his whole body that he had not been killed at the current time.

Ashley stayed on his horse at the edge and managed to rebuild his posture.

"The Impure King: Cure Zabain... what a terrible opponent!"

"Cutting through the current one intact... is no ordinary exercise.And the magnificence of the horses, the magnificence of the devotion.If you don't take good care of her from day to day, that won't happen. "

Though Ashley and Vittorion were praised for letting go, the unclean king changed his voice.

"But I'm a little angry right now.I can say I've lost it.I didn't mean it, it was my first shot. "

Ashley thought it was visible.

There is no falsehood in the will to win.

The choice of technique did not lick the opponent.

I just wanted to choose how to win (...).

This man can't just decide on a male or female.

For the future of our own team and ultimately for the Knights of Sludge.

This case was a turning point when we looked to the future, and we had to do everything together to move towards a solution.

Ashley knew it instinctively.

It may be said that his qualities as "king" whispered in him.

So I made up my mind right away.

I entrusted my ideals to the spear.

I was greedy when I changed my way of saying that I couldn't put my teeth on.

Ideals are mere dreams if they cannot be realized.

The result was a sweet first shot to be acquitted by the Impure King, and it appeared.

Such a sweet idea didn't make sense to me.

I was pushed to regret it.

It is thanks to the protection of the true knights and the wits of Equestria: Vittorion ─ ─.

No, there's another person who helped Ashley.

It is the King of the Impure himself.

The last one is unsubstantiated.

But for some reason, that's how it feels.

He seems to have had the same degree of crossing as Ashley.

Unconsciously, they were still holding each other somewhere with such a "desire" that they didn't want to kill each other.

Such feelings and emotions were on his spear.

Ashley is already convinced that there will be no next time.

Knight fights aren't that sweet.

Whatever happens, it will be the reward for defeating each other in the end.

"Is there no choice but to do it...."

The unclean king laughed at Ashley's crush, which contained a sigh.

"Fufu. I have no choice but to (...) make you laugh, human knight.Did you dream that you didn't want to kill yourself?That's... arrogant.I'll tell you if you don't know.You die from someone you can't fulfill on the battlefield. "

The unclean king spoke with his arms in his arms.

That's exactly what Ashley does.

"I often say, if that hand (...) had just crossed, you'd have slit my throat by changing the angle of the tip.And yet I'm still alive.I wonder who is responsible for this? "

As Ashley pushed back, Hmm, Cure Zabain snorted.

"An extra intuition... and a very talkative young man.Now let's do the next act as you wish.With a blow from this unnamed Hand of the Gentile. "

And it came to pass, that the unclean king descended from the high sight of Sanmethel unto the saddle of the horse.

The two knights came to a conclusion after a combination of tough moves.

The logic is that we have to get closer to the ultimate understanding.

That is, by any death.