A Wish to Grab Happiness

"Ha ha ha ha! Forgive me. Hey, that's what Valerie said.

A loud voice echoes in one of Fort Medraut's rooms.

The laughter is about to blow up the doors between them. I didn't think it belonged to an old man who lost all his strength.

Dore solidified her triple white eyes as she looked at the person in front of her.

"... is there anything strange about it? General Richard."

Archbishop, Garrison kingdom coalition envoy Doré. Face to face with General Richard, who protects Fort Medraut. It was a meeting with one escort to the other.

Richard's impression from Doré is that he is a strong old man. I've met him several times in the past, but at that time I didn't get the impression that he was old enough to age. They're really getting old.

"No, I'm sorry. But what will you forgive me for, Valerie? I have to be forgiven for nothing."

"Y-you."

The guard reacted unexpectedly to Richard's words. Silver-edged swarm. It tasted bad being one of Valerie's loyalists.

Doré took control with his hands, but the guard took a step forward because he still couldn't get over it.

But Richard didn't even look upset and snorted. I'm sure you're used to rougher attitudes than you were before.

"You can forgive me, but the words are ours. We're putting our asses together. Isn't that right, Doyle? I don't need a building or a salute. I don't know. We're not friends."

Looking at Richard's smile, Doré hardens his expression. Doré understood his character well.

That is, a man who is old and always has a plan in his belly. His presence at the negotiating table means that he has already charted the way to the end.

It wasn't just his brave title or his bravery that he crossed the dangerous bridge many times in the past. It's because I keep running bad thoughts.

That's why Doré thinks there's room for negotiation. Richard's presence at Fort Medraut in this desperate situation is certainly justified.

He doesn't have the personality to be sacrificed for someone.

"... that would be sweet of you to say, Your Excellency. I can't accept the word" butt sticky, "but I can make a deal. Neither I nor my master want you to come back. Don't tell me you don't want this fortress to be a cemetery?

We should have made up our minds by now. It is your way of following your interests. The new kingdom will not benefit you. We can be given. "

Doré spreads parchment out of her chest onto the table.

A series of articles in black ink, followed by the signature of Valerie-Britney. The contents are simple for children to understand.

That is, the lecture and the written text. The conditions are the surrender of Richard Palmyris and the handover of Fort Medraut.

If you accept it, Richard's identity, property, and the lives of his men are guaranteed. Amnesty for treason. It also recognizes its position in the Garrison Kingdom. Everything was sworn in the name of Valerie.

It is easy for Valerie, who has been entrusted with guardianship more directly than the Archbishop.

"My lord, I don't think we just made an unfortunate mistake. Your Majesty will not be able to fight alone until the Magus is revealed. That's why I took the rebel's hand temporarily. It's just over. Let's just look at the facts, My Lord."

Doré stepped forward to strengthen the light of the sun. There was a feeling of tightness on the skin.

On the other hand, Richard was quietly listening. While stroking his chin with his left arm, his eyes gauged Dore.

But the color of rejection is never there.

Doré and Valerie's sword. Until now, Doré had done all the bargaining and messenger things she couldn't do. I've been through a lot. That's why I understand.

Richard is willing to negotiate. Otherwise, I won't listen to you straight.

He pointed at the parchment with his left arm's finger.

Let me ask you first. What are you going to do from here? After taking Fort Medraut into your hands, you're going to attack King's Landing?

In response to Richard's lazy question, Dore raised her eyelashes.

I talked about it earlier.

Stuck, no complaints about the conditions.

"No. I'm going to stay on the front lines. Gain time to destroy the Great Devil Zebrellis. --Saint Arieno will destroy the Great Devil with her Guardian. There's no point in reducing the number of soldiers."

If we drop Fort Medraut and consolidate our defenses, we will lose all room for the new Royal Army to go north.

Even their army is nailed to Zebrelilis. Very few options are available.

But the Royal Army was different. I have as many hands as I can get. It is clear which hand Richard will take.

"--Excellent, easy to understand. I like it."

Richard pulled out the word and Doré unexpectedly loosened her cheeks. I feel the indoor air relaxing. Regardless of the small conditions, the answer is simply to think that you have agreed to the conditions.

Richard showed his teeth to Doré, who had his shoulders down.

"Failure to fulfil obligations, deprivation of rights only. Very good."

"- Obligations?"

In his relaxed thoughts, Doré overheard.

It's just a word that spills into your brain. Richard answers, "That's right."

"It is the duty of the Catholic Church to hold down and destroy the Great Devil Zebreliris. Everyone will know the story. But I've given up so much already."

"... I know you're sacrificing a lot of people. But there's nothing I can do about it. That is literally a monster. Nobody could stop me."

For a moment, Doré's bone marrow ran away in fear. I feel my feet strangely recede only once my mind is relaxed.

I feel like I'm talking about something I shouldn't have listened to.

I don't want to continue the conversation anymore. I thought so reflectively.

Against his will, Richard continued his words.

"I don't know. Aren't you being overlooked? I don't know how many generals fought."

Doré's guards tightened their gaze, but they didn't react so much. Because if you were a general who would surrender, you'd feel like saying one thing about disgust. The guards were rational, not Valerie.

Rather, it was Doré who wasn't rational.

"- Your Excellency. What are you talking about?

Richard didn't mind Doré's words.

"You already know that, don't you? First of all, the man who couldn't stop Zebrelilis at Fort Suzif was the most negligent. That would have been when the momentum of the Zebrellis had been lost. There seemed to be enough beatings. --But they didn't do their duty. Tens of thousands of soldiers are a good place to die in vain."

"They did their duty."

I heard a loud bang on the table. For a moment, Doyle didn't know who made the noise.

Nobody, it was the sound of me waving my fist.

Doré scratches his mind around his chest. I thought it tasted bad.

You have to keep your emotions down. Don't let them see you as a negotiator. My upset may be in the hands of this man.

But Doré didn't even have time to bite his teeth.

"You'll only see the facts, Doré. Fort Suzif's men lost to the Beast with 60,000 soldiers.

As a result, they ran away with their tails around them, and there was only one country, and even every army, fighting the other. Only the man they call the Lord of the Great Evil, the Empowerment of Evil, is replacing their duty. "

"... they're not cowards. I would like a correction, my lord."

"Hey, did you actually see that? You're not going out with them, are you? That's why I'm here."

Oh, shit.

Dore slapped her tongue in the mouth. This man knows everything. I know, and I'm talking nonsense like this.

Shit, shit, shit. The teeth overlap and Dore desperately pushes her emotions to kill.

At this time, the Lord Valerie had a strong emotion towards the opponent, and Doré also had a strong emotion.

His name is Hate.

"Calm down and think, Doré. Nothing I said is my own assumption. There are many of them who think so. Fort Suzif's people were pathetic, so they're still stopped."

"- What happened? What are you talking about?

"I told you to calm down. Now Lugis is on his way to destroying Zebrelilis with 25,000 soldiers. Less than half of Suzif's men. There's no flatlands, no fortifications."

Again, Doré knocked on the table. I understand. What is this old man trying to tell himself now? Still, I know what you're trying to do.

We have to keep the intensity down. You must try to be calm. The sword of the Silver-Edged Gunmen Valerie-Britney must not be upset.

"He will kill Zebrelilith. When that happens, what does the world say?"

"This is not going to work! There can't be anyone who can kill that monster, Zebrellis!

Doré saw it directly.

A giant body poking into the sky. The army swallows even stupid structures. Fear of covering your whole body.

If there's one thing that can kill that, there's only one monster. If the Virgin is the incarnation of God, she must not be the only one to be killed.

Otherwise, if only humans had killed it.

Their bravery, their readiness, their sacrifice. Everything will be lost!

Too much for Doré. I'm the only one who knows how they end up. It is unacceptable that it should be denigrated by the presence of an unexplained human being.

I see. He killed the Great Demon Vrigant. Whether the information is controlled or not, I'm sure you know, Doré. Then there's no guarantee that it won't happen again. "

Richard snipped his left arm and said.

Doré did not object. There was only an unpleasant breathing sound. The triple-white eyes were wide open.

The silence lasts for a few seconds.

Dore's face was dyed blue. Richard put his left arm on the table and said.

"Don't worry, Doré. I don't really think so. But if we keep it that way, they'll end up on someone's trail. I don't know. - Are you listening to me?