Thousands of early days, there are some things that are hard to catch.

Of old Molly concessions, or should I say similar to Edward or Alex?

It possesses intelligence that is specific to "Sawatari people". When it comes to military martial arts, her eyes are cold itself. I can place my full width trust.

But the character should be called "the style of a person."

He has the temper of cracking bamboo and hot blood.

Now, sometimes a man can feel a "woman" he can't figure out.

So.

"The horror of a 'fool' imprisoned for a moment, don't insult him"

Though I interpreted the highly viscous word as "a woman's mind".

No, this is a samurai word.

At this time, I finally understood that Asakura was more of a "false notion" that he occasionally uttered.

In the middle of my speech, I lost my word.

Dressed up and flashing, Dianella… In just a few weeks, a vengeful person remembered to "come to things with less killing in mind" came into view.

That being the case, she's also a "good family child".

I don't have any more martial arts arms than "hobbies," my young daughter.

Present your family crest with dignity, and prove yourself to be the daughter of the House of Harrah, an ardent believer.

Soldiers on the lookout and it is decided to invite them into the venue without any vigilance.

I was slightly overwhelmed at the signing of the treaty, at the ceremony.

The only thing I could still notice about the natural presence Dianella that annihilated me.

Because you couldn't possibly have forgotten the signs of the man standing as that "take", "samurai".

The guests filling the venue are the top of each religious group and the Merlot Party crowd.

If the speaker on the stage turns a blind eye and loses his/her words, that's all he/she perceives.

We don't have to wait for anyone to say anything, we react simultaneously.

"Erkür Sosur!"

I didn't understand why Elquille was here, with Dianella.

No, understanding, etc.

(That's right! You have to understand!

I pulled a knife and jumped off the stage.

... The man's cheeks were sharply shredded for the first time in six months.

It should be noted that there is no such thing as a collapse or zeroing.

I can't wait to see that fact.

Thoughts rushing up my chest burst through my throat.

"Elquille!"

The man who pulled out his sword, was smiling.

asexually, I regretted it.

"Why, here!

The Pope kept his men at bay when he took care of the raid.

Don't show your face to a ceremony hosted by the Cardinal......

of the participants, will crush the face of those involved in the pact of secularism.

Karewala family, both religions. And so he served as the guard, His Highness Aslan.

"Why!"

Why can't you see that!

How could you let Deanella...... hang out with the "fool"!

Before you make it in time, a flash of horizontal giraffes.

Again, he was blown away with no hands.

Without even having to meet with a single match.

I punched him in the back.

Without groaning, exhaling is no match.

I felt the blade wind. A breeze like that.

Don't roll to the side, spitefully put in a kick.

I knew Dianella, but I couldn't afford it.

You hurt my back, cathedral floor. The marble was laid down.

Benefit its smoothness, which is so polished that the face is thought to be visible.

Turn your body in the aftermath of a kick, windmill.

If you stand up with your back peeled, your bones will fall into an impossible position.

The pain received from Elquille is amplified. I was getting distracted.

On the back, a heavy blow.

The breath squeezed out of his lungs made a strange noise again.

I know it's alive...... kinder please!

"They lifted my arms...... but not yet! If you're rolled in front of me, why don't you go without help!

Thousands of mornings that still leap to put a blow in Elquille, but couldn't fulfill it.

The eyes were hanging sharply.

It's not just Thousands of Mornings.

Not that Mr. Yoshikatsu pointed out, but all the "executives" in the kingdom know "the lead".

Many people "remember my arms", like Master Li and Piutsky.

I was blown away, and I woke him up early.

Running through its sides early, a group with weapons had arrived in Elquille.

You don't know fear!?

For every lot you can do, if you look around the left and right.

One side, the men who make their feet snap.

Again, they... the people who ran through are more abnormal.

Who is it?

"Opportunity to defeat the devil who aimed for your life under the ledge! What are you scared of? Go on with me!

What I saw was not the "Cardinal from the Cathedral Knight" route, but the clergy… walked the "Priest/Bishop" route, Cardinal Gregorius, its back.

Impossible!

In "Hotaru," that's what should scare you and make you look up.

Why!?

The Knights of the Diocese of Rondia were making an unobstructed assault so that they could be drunk and obsessed with scolding.

The other knights who took the delay, the Innocence Society, the Merlot Party crowd, get furious with their appearance.

"Brother Calvin! Spread your troops around your right hand as you get your distance! Throw a Spirit Bullet at the Far Wind! The other Knights to your left! It's a saturation attack from the blind spot!

"Women's convent! Psychics follow the instructions under Piutsky! Those who remain accommodate the injured!

Innocence's rough magician gets meaty. Knowing the psychic, they didn't force it, they were quickly putting in "sharpening" and restraint.

Without breathing there, the Merlot Party crowd storms.

KNOW THE WORLD Horseback Riding/Lung Party crowd.

He had already solidified himself around me.

I'm getting used to hearing voices from behind, salty lonely voices that don't look good for the year.

"What are you guys doing with your heads speared the most! Get out front! Be a shield!

Chihey! Glad to hear it...

I can't wait to get hurt following a monster like that.

"Karewala Party! Go on with me!

Don't get out front! You just have to look at my back!

To fine traction from a distance, assault by sewing between them, shooting surface control.

Take it. Erkühl was twitching and retreating.

But.

Collaboration of the steeple field, based on gathering. Without breathing in.

The air pockets, the cracks in the attack, have come.

Elquille, who breathed heavily, once again scolded his sword to the side.

A blade recipient stacks a "carefree" man.

"Stop it!

I'm losing that word late.

Putting Erkühr back in "here" is no longer a good idea.

While I know...... I still said it.

Even with my mouth...... I caged my full mood and couldn't help but shoot in.

Not enough. It's like it's not enough.

but it arrived.

Finally, I was able to meet Asakura on the sword of Erkür.

At last, the man's face, visible between feet, was still smiling softly.

Why? Why?

(Focus, Hiro!

Take me back to Asakura's voice.

Wrapped around you is the "chi" emitted by Erkühr.

Masaki Sensei's Gang, Matsuoka Sensei's Sharp, Old Master Li's Soft, Alex's Jie, Tsukahara Sensei's Chaos. Or the thickness of Timur... none of which was different.

Its mass and weight are reminiscent of Dr. Maki.

This softness, elasticity. Reminds me of Master Li and Dr. Tsukahara.

Elquille.

What the fuck are you?

Though Thousands of Early Mornings had knocked in a blow.

Even the two of us didn't feel like we could win the push.

Still, if you two can stick. I'm getting ready for that power, too.

Covered fire from eight directions helped us shoot in.

The running light is not turning.... Then I can go. I can still go.

I felt something big and hot behind me. It's Filia.

Its giant spiritual bullet strikes Elquille from the hollow.

Timed for the landing, pushed in thoughtfully.

Elquille and I couldn't have missed it in between.

A one-handed sword with a mistletoe and Asakura... I'll cut it straight off.

There was an unpleasant sound.

Go on and hit your ears, groan.

In spiritually white sight, there is no longer a bouncing Elquille figure.

Though I could have driven him back somehow.... I mean, this is...

"Watered," huh?

No, I could finally stay on my feet. I didn't have to be blown away.

We could have had a decent meeting and grabbed something from Elquille!

Wouldn't you!?

... The voice you were supposed to answer, but it didn't return.

Instead, make a "clear" noise.

Asakura cracked... and the object fell three inches wide.

Asakura?

Asakura!? Hey!

(... let it go. I'm badly hurt. Anyway, pick up the missing blade)

You're worrying me.

But, Ma. If you're going to get hurt, it's your word.

(You bastard! You think I'm talking about people! Oh, shit. Yes!

Sounds like you hurt your mouth, Asakura, if you say so in humans?

(It's always so loud, isn't it nice?

(Meiko Pink, Hiro! Not your mouth! Throat!

If you remember the chill in that one word and rush to pick up the missing blade.

wound (?) and apparently meshed perfectly.

(I wish you could just stick with the knife... it's the limit, go to sleep...)

I was able to survive Asakura.

But the one who lost his life, the fool, came out.

Under Cardinal Gregorius, head of the diocese of Rondia.

His eyes did not lose the light of his will, and his jaw was bitten hard.

I didn't know more about martial arts than my taste.

Do not show any fright in front of the great enemy Erkühl.

By its appearance, it arouses the forces.

... and returned to heaven.

Bring the numerous diocesan knights who admire him.