Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

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As soon as I woke up, laughter overflowed (flooded) from my mouth without being able to contain it.

From the side, I know a hundred things that are quite disgusting.

But I don't know if it's natural to sneak up on me, because the Lord has proposed to me.

Underground floor at Saratoga Castle. Waking up in the bedroom (bed) of a treatment facility dedicated to executives, the sword princess, once again looking around to make sure that no one was around, once again made its righteous face nitter and sloppy.

From the adjacent hospital room, you can hear the muscle name unbroken, but such triviality does not bother you at all. More than that, for a while now, I want to be immersed in this happy mood.

What I want falls from zero (spill) between my fingers like sand. At the end of my seventeen years of my life like that, yes, I finally grabbed it. Isn't it natural to rise?

proposal, and engagement, and marriage (goaling in).

The sword princess stares at the ceiling of the treatment facility while lying on the bedside (bed) and wonders what to begin with.

And now, I wonder what the child's name would be. And all of a sudden, speaking in mountaineering, he starts paranoia around the fourth. From there, it's only a few minutes until the Lord dies first and simulates the words of greeting he tells his attendees as a widow in the funeral seat.

It was a shorter time than the blue fish hurt on a hot day, and ran through that whole life.

That's the most powerful sword princess of our time. The imagination was also world class.

Yeah, my current life (* paranoia) wasn't bad either. When I tried to get into my second week of paranoia that I might try adding another child to my next life, Princess Sword thought fu.

............... kind of lacking in reality.

What shouldn't have happened? After the sword princess put her finger on her chin and thought so, she noticed. Yes, I noticed.

"I know nothing about the Lord..."

Indeed, the time Nanashi and Princess Sword spent together was meagre. Moreover, much of that time was spent on an appeal to have Princess Sword admitted to becoming a servant, and Princess Sword didn't even notice the nature of Nanashi - until Mio taught him about his low thorough self-esteem. Yes, the sword princess sat around the fate encounter and neglected to understand Nanashi.

The sword princess thinks, shuddering her body with a mess.

Isn't this disqualification of the bride? I wonder what I was floating about.

.................. I have to gather information anyway.

First, you should grasp the Lord's preferences.

To grasp a man's heart, don't you say from the stomach first?

When you get back from Guergios, have your favorite food ready to welcome you.

Yes, Lord, please open your mouth. Arn............

and immersed in paranoia again from the middle of the thought.

It was a long time before Princess Sword left the treatment room.

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When she left the treatment room, the sword princess began to wander around the castle.

When it comes to gathering information, it doesn't mean you have any idea. In the meantime, I thought I'd ask around depending on the allowance or whatever person I met.

The first person I met was Killier.

Yesterday, to the sword princess who was pulling the cage, if the princess wants to meet, she is in danger when she busts through the door and enters, butchering...... shuffle.

You look a little wary of the sword princess because of just a little rubbing.

● Informant Part 1 Killier

Let, isn't it Serdis?

Huh? My brother's favorite thing? Of course I know......

You want me to tell you? - Well, that would be good.

Zbari, it's your sister.

There's no way I exist in this world, such as my brother, who hates your sister.

Huh? Aren't you? Food?

Your sister eats in a way......

* I almost said something ab 't, so I stunned him for now.

From Killier's story, I didn't get any useful information.

But her unbraced posture was, in a way, a sword princess that I think deserves praise.

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As soon as the unconscious Killier leaves to hide in the cleaning tool compartment and the sword princess begins walking again, from the front, Meshmendi, the First Army general with the three young girls, walks in. Hanging on to the toddler girl as she hung out in both hands, that figure, shouldering the third, only looked like a holiday father being taken out to the park by the third daughter.

If three daughters were born between Nanashi and Nanashi in jeopardy, delusions spread as to whether this was the case, but he manages to stay and call Meshmendi to rest.

She wanted me to tell her if she knew what Nanashi liked, and when Princess Sword spoke, Meshmendi snorted and, without even thinking about it, blushed and eared at the red-haired toddler hanging on her right hand.

● Informant Part 2 Meshmendi (proxy Ene) '

She's a mature woman.

"I didn't hear your taste!

After staring facelessly at the sword princess, who accidentally roughs her voice, Meshmendi ears again at the red-haired toddler.

● Informant Part 2 Part 2 Meshmendi (proxy Ene) '

I'm telling you I'm a little excited for making a toddler say mature.

"I don't want it! Because I don't need a confession like that!

Again, there was no useful information. As she blindly dropped off the backs of the leaving meshmendies, Princess Sword prayed to God that Nanashi was not a Loricon or a mature fetish.

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When it was time for proper information, Princess Sword decided to head to Schmelvi's lab.

I've been pretty close to her since I was previously asked to help improve my surgical ceremony about the magic of "The Evil Eye Blink".

He is the lead sorcerer of Saratoga, no matter what he says, in the guise of a quiet breeze. I am well aware that I am the owner of pitiful thoughts.

The door opened when Princess Sword knocked on the door of the lab.

● Informant Part 3 Schmelvi

Sir Cerdis, another refinement of the ceremony? You're not?

Nanashi, your favorite thing? Yeah, I know.

Ugh, you want me to tell you? Fine.

That's right. Bust, bust. Maybe the bigger the better.

Nanashi, you always see my bust as a flyer. He's cute around pretending he's not desperate to see it.

What? Is that what most men do?

But you're my favorite thing.

Huh? Food?

It's okay, your bust eats in a way...

* I almost said something ab 't, so I stunned him for now.

Close the lab door behind you and tell yourself you didn't hear anything. The sword princess bust size is not so-called lactating milk or huge tits, normal.

Indeed, being a man, the large size of his chest may be an element that can please the Lord, but a good warrior never fights on terrain to his disadvantage.

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Refreshing her mind, Princess Sword decided to ask Mio's office. If Mio knew everything about it, if he had information about Nanashi, he would have told me so.

● Informant Part 4 Mio

What, that's what Nanashi likes?

Hmm, I don't know how to think about it so deeply.

Women grow faster in spirit when they're young.

Even though I'm fifteen years old, boys that age are like kids in there.

Aren't you satisfied if I bought you a bug net and let you chase me with a bat?

What? Food?

Let me grab some change and take him to the candy store.

Although this is a relatively decent opinion, this opinion is unacceptable. Because if you accept this content, the sword princess will mean a painful shotacon sister who takes her child's proposal seriously and rises.

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I should have talked to a good number of people, but for some reason so far, no hint wonder.

Perhaps the inhabitants of this manoeuvring castle fort are still somewhere strange. The sword princess, who has now noticed there, may get some good ideas, even if she does not know about Nanashi, if she is from another manoeuvring castle fort. and headed to the inhabitants of another manoeuvre castle fort now in this manoeuvre castle fort.

● Informant Part 5 Fatima & Fanassard

Oh, Princess Sword, you're in a good mood.

Huh? Is that a way to get the prince to welcome you?

That's right, Princess Sword, you're doing well.

He's the one on the left...

We have never met a prince, but if the one who loves him is by his side, perhaps that would suffice.

Yes, Sister Fatty. Exactly. Love is what I call everything.

My dear, I say just stare at each other and your thoughts will pass, and if you think about it, love may be like a noble and incensed rose.

Rose! That's right, that's right, Sister Fatty. It sounds like a gold word in literary history.

Well, Fana, not too much praise. Well, how about this expression?

Love, that's one star shining across the mist that can stand in.

Stars! It's romantic. I want to find the stars, too.

Right? Fana, then next......

The sword princess shut the door silently.

Don't be afraid, upper class.

Apparently, the vectors are different, but somewhere strange it wasn't limited to this manoeuvre castle fort.

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With a big sigh he lowered his hips on the bench in the courtyard, looking up at the sky and Princess Sword shrugged.

"Nobody knows..."

One food of choice. Nobody even knew that.

People want you to know about yourself. It's the kind of craving that grows big and small. But if you are an extremely low self-esteem lord, it's not surprising that you have feelings that talking about yourself can be annoying to people.

Probably myself, but I think you're a lonely person.

That's why now just yourself, let's keep staring at that guy. I thought so.

Let's go back to your room. When the sword princess leaned back thinking so, she felt a hostile gaze from behind and looked back.

There stood a housekeeper (maid) with a laundry cage.

Oh, I did. There were other people besides myself who had feelings for the Lord.

The other day, I said, "Break the curse from Nana!" and it was this girl who pushed me to the room. Something that can be so easily cursed (dispelled), it is not a sign of oath. Absolutely not. You didn't believe me when I told you that.

The sword princess was prepared to be scolded but had no choice but to talk, wondering how much the girl who puts her thoughts on Nanashi understands about Nanashi as she does.

● Informant Part 6 Miglia

What is it? I don't think there's anything in particular I'd like to talk about!

What do you like about Nana?

Ha, you don't even know that, you call yourself a servant or something?

No, you know, when you get stuck there, you seem like I'm mean.

I get it. Because I understand.

It's already clear to send salt to the enemy.

When we went to the cafe on the executive floor together for dinner the other day, he liked the meat dough (caffeta) and said it was delicious and delicious.

Is this all right?

No, uh, okay, so would you stop looking at me in tears?

There's not much you know.

It's the only way. Others......

Nana says the cafeteria on the executive floor is high, so the rice is generally out of the city and you're eating chickpea bread (hummusloty) in a small bread stall just around the corner of the butcher's shop. I think that's because it's cheaper than because I like it, but when I eat it, I generally cut it a thousand times in the first three, and then I eat it with my right hand with that in my left hand, but I eat it slower and slower from around the second, and when it's just before I finish eating the third, you look so lonely. So, I take another look at the stall for a moment, peek into my purse, and I'll probably wipe my neck. When it comes to looking lonely at that time round your back, you're already asking for asylum or maternal instinct, and that kind of thing tickles you off and you cum, right? Oh, only once, my usual bread stall was closed, but at that time, in front of a nearby dining room, I was wandering around wondering if I should come in, but that was cute, too. I'm glad I came in thoughtfully after all, but I don't have enough money, and I have a face when I come out soggy. I'm already adorable. I don't want to rush over to say I'm going to give you about the money, but I know I won't hesitate to run away from doing that, so the endless situation of saying I'm staring a lot more patiently from a distance. Do you understand? Its uncut tastes, doesn't it? After that, I've baked Nana some baked sweets (pretzels) before and took them with me, but I just wanted to say thank you and she never gets her hands on me. So in that case, you're telling your sister and forcing her to eat my sweets if she can't eat them. Otherwise, speaking of Nana, uh, when I wear shoes, I wear them off my right foot, and when I take them off, I take them off my left foot. You usually right-handed when you write letters or something, and, oh, yeah, you said that's so polite to say because you're not very good at official languages, so you don't really know slang or anything. I don't even know my birthday, or I don't seem to be in the habit of celebrating my birthday as one of the desert people. And when you take off your clothes, your body is pretty scratched, right? So it's a sighting, but he's 1.68 zar tall and weighs about 58 kg. Chest circumference is 0.9 zar. Is the torso circumference about 0.82 zar? Other than that, you want to have a chest circumference. What I wasn't sure about was that sometimes I talk to my own knife, and, oh, it seems to be called that knife Osafne, but at that time I seemed to get something wrong, and you called me Saratoga. Do you think it's creepy and cute to be talking to your own sword again? Oh, and then...

The sword princess passed out already, something.

The sword princess discovered the most alarming enemy today.