Sanzen no Souru Supina

After a while, the back of my skull hurt.

The same goes for the ribcage.

It was thanks to that pure cavity that it flowed into the nasal cavity without groaning over the pain.

It seemed nostalgic, but it was still brand new, and it was a madness that resembled love and treacherous emotions ─ ─ impatience.

It smells like scratching your chest.

Just by sniffing, my thoughts turned into a scorching storm.

The heat made Ashlee forget her pain.

"Zion...... Snow......"

With her eyes closed, she called out their names.

I was stretched out on the cheeks.

Strong, serious.

I unintentionally lifted my eyelids and opened my eyes.

"Oh, are you awake?" You're back, aren't you? "

Ugh

"It's good to call her by her name, but you two are so ungodly."

In front of her was that girl.

A beautiful princess with silver hair, a look similar to Zion and Snow, a body shape, and even a standing behavior and a smell that melted the two.

"Kimi, what? Where are we, what are we?"

Ashlee's cheek burst with the second hand.

Pounding, a peculiar sound.

The light weight of the opponent didn't do much damage, but it could not escape from the horseman's position.

If it was a hard floor, it was a serious blow that would have hit my head if I hadn't hardened my neck beforehand.

"He says I'm the one who asks."

"No, I didn't say a word, Ked."

The third shot came, and Ashlee learned a little.

The princess told me that she had used violence.

This is a new type of reaction.

I have to think about it.

"I'll ask you again, who are you?"Why are you here? "

I thought I told you so many times, but it doesn't seem to concern her.

A thin finger like a white fish grabbed the asshole's jaw.

Unbelievable power.

No matter how lightly you seem to handle it, the strength of Zion's arm, grip, and body wielding the Holy Sword: Rose Absolute is incredibly different.

No matter how pathetic and lavish the dancers may look, they can still treat their bodies like feathers flying in the air.

However, it is not like the force of a whip; it is just like the way of a whip made of steel threads.

If this daughter has taken over the original factor of Zion, it is not strange that this poor flesh possessed the same [Cha-cha] as her.

The golden iris staring at Ashlee instantly blinked in the pitch-black eyes.

Ashlee replied as she felt the heat on her stretched cheeks.

I don't know why the exchange last night didn't happen, but Ashlee's answer remains the same.

I can't change it.

I'm not going to change it.

"When we first met, I was right..."I am Ashle, Ashredaw Baraje. "

"When we first met, what was it?"Leave the world rumor to it.You're going to say you met in a dream, you ungodly bastard!All right, I'll let you tell me the truth. "

Well, I didn't have any surprises.

The next moment, Ashlee felt her arms being pulled upward with tremendous force.

Inadvertently focuses on the body.

That was correct.

After two seconds, Ashlee was dragged from the superior bed she had been lying on, onto the cold floor and suspended.

If it had been left like that, my shoulder might have fallen off.

The hands and legs were shackled to the girl's palm.

It is tied to a chain with a bamboo design, which binds Ashle.

Several pulleys are changing the direction of force through it.

The tip of the chain was swallowed into the darkness of the unknown room.

It was strange that only the part of the girl's palm was soft with pure gold, and that care was taken not to damage the prey.

This was the reason why Ashlee could not prevent a blow or even a blow to a number of the girl's handmade products.

They were deprived of their liberty.

In advance.

With a head full of confusion, Ashlee tries to sort things out.

I met her at the Fountain of Ruins on my journey in search of Zion and Snow.

I followed her to the rose temple, escorting Norman and Asuka.

We met again at the entrance at the end of a long flight of stairs.

And they pierced my chest.

An unfamiliar thing that sticks out of a girl's chest.

At that time, this daughter was crying.

You can't come here.

Even though it was disconnected.

And now I'm strangled and hoisted.

I was confused again by the leap of unfoldment.

What happened until I lost consciousness, was restrained, my cheeks were stretched out, and I was interrogated?

No, I have no idea.

Ashlee's body was now fixed at a height that was close to touching the ground with her toes.

A posture for the so-called torture, in which the total weight rests on both shoulders.

While resisting the load on both shoulders with muscle strength, I modified my body.

The weapons have been fully disarmed.

Upper body is naked.

My lower body is free from undressing, but I don't have any shoes.

There are many fresh scars like hesitant scars running through the peeling rib cage.

More than that, what was the huge scar left on the heart like a branding...?

Ask me again.

Behind her, a girl with a whip appeared.

A sect that seeks to fulfill its role in this world by whipping the redemption.The doctrine linked to the act of self-harm has radicalized and finally developed into a shady and obscene ritual, so the Royal Administration is certified heretical.A banned denomination), the short, branched whip has a small star-shaped thorn embedded in its tip that efficiently cuts the victim's skin.

"Who are you?"

I was asked again.

Ashlee swallowed his spit.

There is also a history so far.

If the response is incorrect, the girl will relentlessly wield the goods at hand.

But ─ ─.

“I'll say it again and again. I am an ashlee.Ashredaw Bharajeh, and you are Theon.Sion Thefil Iote Bellioni... Geiselon. The Princess of the Nightmare, the daughter of the Nine Heroes who opened the Dark Age and brought light to mankind, and now the King of Medicine who became the true ancestor.The traitorous princess. He's my darling. "

Kaa, it was not a metaphor that the girl's eyes were dyed in Zhu, but I could see it.

The same night as last night, the Night Demon's Fury.

Without putting my hair in, the whip was reminiscent of a storm.

Dodo, dodo, there is a sound like hitting the dirt.

After the blood, she peels off the skin of the ashlee as if she smashed a paintbrush, and draws a fallen painting on the chest plate and on the floor.

Each time, Ashlee's flesh jumped in the air and twitched.