684 560. My brother-in-law yelled,

"We got it," he said.

The news was released not long after the Ninth Squad had infiltrated.

The knight, who came down directly from the top of the tower with special abilities, has not even been transparent. The captain, Kenneth, answers to the knight who lurks his voice and reports without even seeing the Steelers.

Containing a rush, one of the knights who was on the watch squad outside took off the string of transparency and stepped forward if Stile ordered me to go up. "I'll send it to you," Kenneth told the knight who showed up, "to gain recognition for the style and then untransparent his squad.

Style, touched by a knight with special abilities with his escort, jumped off the spot with Kenneth's signal. The special abilities of the knight touched make him jump until he can look down at the top of the tower at once. If you went up to the roof of the torture tower, there was one figure there surrounded by knights.

"Huh Adam......!

Even though he had already received a report from the knight, the moment the figure appeared in his eyes, Style devoured and bound his teeth with gibberish.

From the far overhead of the knights as they jumped up, Adam's grin, uncomfortable and slight, caught his eye for a moment.

Despite being captured.

The descent began at the top of the jump, and if you get up lightly, the back door opens at will to your eyes. The knights coming up the stairs must have also arrived, and Stayle comprehensively held the edge of the glasses and prepared them for landing.

The knights, who were sieging Adam, bow their heads deeply, confirming that the Stales had come up to the tower.

The knights who captured Adam paved the way if they landed with their knees so as to have less impact from the air, then extended their posture and looked straight ahead.

He was poked in the knee and his purple hair flushed to the right is slightly disturbed, but there are no other signs of much resistance. The hand that was turned behind was already shackled for special abilities by the knight. The reported knight also tells me that the style was not resisted, and I will now be vigilant as to whether it is also a trap.

It's too embarrassing. On top of that, it was inexplicable that neither Tippet nor Pride had been found, except for Adam, who kept grinning up.

"Oh ya... His Royal Highness Prince Steele. This is this.

Style frowned in an instant at the deliberate, snuggly voice.

He glanced down at Adam just to enjoy eating and tying his teeth, and approached him to the point where he could be stepped on with his feet. Many knights set up their swords to be more vigilant against Adam in captivity, poking him in the neck.

"Adam Borneo Nepentes. Sister, where are you?

"I didn't know you could sniff this far. The boulder is Princess Pride's younger brother.

To Style's question, I dare return a misguided word.

He laughed thinly as if he didn't even see the blade poked at him, pointing only his fox-like thin eyes at the style.

"I won't answer this question long after I capture it," he eared, as one of the knights would capture it when Style shut up about not even being answered. Completely licked, Stile threw the question again, understanding that.

"It's no use if you're expecting Tippett's help. Transparency doesn't work for them anymore.

"Oh? Uh, brother, wasn't he my brother-in-law? Face is not at all alike on the street.

There are also several temperature-sensitive special abilities in the Knight of the Ninth Squad.

Even now, even if Tippett sneaks her legs, she can't ambush like Arthur as long as they keep their eyes open. Tell them to let them know about this advantage, but Adam still won't move. I don't get his mouth down so much that I think he himself has gone crazy already.

"We also captured the General and the Chief of Staff. We also know that you are here.

"Those glossy skin, white or limbs, or obscene eyes..."

Nitanita and her creepy grin and voice lick the style from below.

Returns a reply that does not block Style's words and does not respond only after he has said it out.

I know it's provocation. Still, Still, Stayle desperately indulged in the desire to make Adam a rare prick on this occasion right now. The fact that the topic of pride comes out of Adam's mouth is not offensive in itself.

"Huh... I've already grasped your special abilities for madness. Undo your sister now. [M]

"Glossy body, soft lips, moist yet comfortable tongue, rich"

Jalan, and.

The shackles of the style made a strong noise as he grabbed his chest up to seal his mouth.

Forcing Adam to stand with his giddy, neat teeth on his knees this time while eating and tying. Nitaaaa and a pulled up grin were directed from close range to the steer. Shivering to the hand I grabbed up, the style that made my skin red with anger becomes rough to the breath unknowingly.

Calm down, I told myself desperately in my head not to ride, but I poked my hateful eyes into Adam's detail. Speak up to Adam's ears again as he manages to keep his enthusiasm nearly halved.

"Tell my sister to unlock the special abilities she put on you."

"You can do it by sealing your abilities."

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha and Adam replied for the first time as he spit on the style.

He laughs just because he says he's happy to have seen the fury of Style. He weakens from his hands connected to the shackles and short chains to his upper body, turning his back looking to heaven to leave himself in the hands of the style that grabs him.

The style stiffens to a leopard look at once more than Adam spitting on me. It's not the first time I've seen that in itself. I've known his nature since I used a special ability to communicate and steal a look at Adam's room.... but.

Hardness went beyond nausea to the fact that a man like this had distorted his pride heart.

"I also know your special abilities. You must be General Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I thought you wouldn't look at him. I thought you'd be caught!"

At the end of the day Adam, who would be standing only by the force of Stile's arms, slapped the cobblestone with his legs fluttered across.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Don't kill, don't kill, don't kill, don't kill, don't kill, don't kill. Stiffened with even a strong expression, Style desperately fights his own reason in his head. If we kill Adam now, our pride may not return. The most certain thing is to let him solve his special abilities. I tell myself now and again, for the sake of pride.

"Talk fast, man! Where is Pride? Why don't you just let him throw up with some loose torture? In the meantime, pride. Huh..."

"……………………………………………………………"

Nimaa......,. Only a moist grin like a reptile was returned.

It's just haphazard. Everyone judges the style and the knights so. But there was no decision to deny it to the Styles who couldn't even know what was going on with Pride. Adam keeps burning them even after figuring it out.

The entrance you put inside the observation deck side is cleverly hidden. Finding it from the outside was impossible even for Stiles and Knights.

And Stayle knows that Pride wants ruin. I wonder if Pride is ripping his own throat whistle while he's doing this right now, and if even Ichizuki's hunch drops, all the agony increases.

A knight stops at a boulder in a style that barks his voice as he grabs it with his hands. Please calm down... and Kenneth will hold you down, and in the meantime the knights will be searching hard to find a hidden door.

Adam can't even swim his gaze, instead of confessing, when he looks keenly and delightfully at the style that seeps through his killing temper. Behind the details that make it shimmer, Style really wants to keep dropping it off the tower. I let go to poke Adam hanging in my own hands to cool my head once. Shackled in both hands, Adam broke his balance and struck his back, but shortly afterwards another laugh echoed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. All of a sudden there's a giggle called hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"A place to stay. Shall I tell you?

Stopped.

I didn't move impulsively on that word this time, I just moved my eyes.

Hold your breath so that you don't put your reaction on the surface, and bite through your mouth. But the intolerable, open, pitch-black eyes were enough for Adam. Lifting his jaw as he took advantage with Nitanita and another uncomfortable grin, let the jalajara and the shackles of his rear hand purposefully sound annoying.

"Shackles, if you can't fight me off and stay dead.... I'll tell you where Pride is.

With cheap provocation.