A Wish to Grab Happiness

Mercy, mercy, mercy. "Let's start all over again with a smile," Jill said.

Richard strengthens his gaze while holding a black sword with both hands.

Don't say anything anymore.

Raise your sword and crawl it to your back. I applied force to my little finger.

The angry man is prepared to take it naturally, but this is not his. Here was one of the finished systems of readings that survived hundreds of swords.

What Richard has in his heart is neither murder nor enmity. The emotion of danger.

--Don 't listen to me too much. His tongue drives people crazy. He knows what it means to drive people crazy.

Valerie's words were rebelled in her mouth. At first I unexpectedly questioned and frowned, but I finally understood that it was true.

"Why, Richard? After all, you'll regret it. There must be a bit of carelessness. Then isn't it a natural desire to start over from the beginning? --Oh, I was wrong! Even the human king Medic was. Then there's nothing to be ashamed of about you. You have a right to be happy!

The beginning of the human king Medic.

If it was the Great Hero Ultia who paved the way for mankind, it was undoubtedly the Human King Medic who began the history of mankind.

Human beings who did not have nations, civilizations or even villages. If the hegemon of the continent were magic, mankind would have been nothing but a slightly intelligent animal.

He was born in such an era. The first king to create the concept of a nation, with people as a group for the first time.

---That was said to have been a terrible suicide.

"So, pray to God and fix it. Great, great, great, ideal. If I can start my life again, I can do everything I want."

It was true from Richard's heart.

I didn't think so. That day, that time. If I'm not mistaken. If you don't drown in talent and do everything you can to save your home. Even if nothing else could be saved, I might have been able to save my origins.

He will live to regret that day forever. No matter how much you scratch your feet, no matter how great you are. That fact will never go away.

"Yes, that's right, Mr. Richard. In fact, some people have redrawn their paintings. Someone started over.

I have no right to speak my name. Speaking of which, the world will not forgive me. But there's nothing you can't do if that person can do it again. I hate all irrationality. "

A face that doesn't know the evil of the village daughter. Jill opened his hands in the hope of happiness from the bottom of his heart.

Inside the canvas, as always, the past drifts away, and the surrounding white lights shine more and more brilliantly. As if this were the land of the Book.

"... I don't understand their purpose. I can't trust a guy like that. Isn't that right?"

"Right, Richard. I'm sorry. Let me answer that. I am the only apostle of God, Lord Artius. There is only one God we seek. Relief and happiness for all mankind! Is there more to it than that?

To do that, I need your soul. Three Beings to Humanity. The King of Man, the Great Hero is already here. After that, only you who are brave. "

It doesn't matter if you can't take God's hand right now.

You can start over. As a result, there is nothing wrong with taking God's hand.

"Richard. Is it really OK as it is? Even if I suppress the First Magic Beast Disaster and become a hero. Your heart won't be satisfied even if you fight the Great Demon. You've been blaming yourself for so long. Isn't it a sign of regret that you swore to make your country great?

Words scratch people's wounds easily. It's much easier than physical interference. A man cannot turn away from his own mind.

In addition, the spiritual world leads to the original of Jill 'il. Sharing the world with others and healing her wounds is what she is best at. Of course, you can step on it.

"... I want to ask you one question."

Richard's voice was too old to hide. This kind of thing doesn't make me feel like a warrior. Jill embraced it with a smile.

"How's he doing now that he's done it again?"

"― ― I have an ideal life. No regrets, no regrets. Make your life as happy as you want."

Confused voice tone. Sensation and sweet numbness stimulating the cerebral medulla.

I see.... okay. "

Well then, go ahead. - Give me your hand. You can start everything satisfactorily. "

Jill reached out. In a manner that will inculcate the unrewarded, as God will make them believers.

Richard slowly lowers the black sword.

"--- Okay."

For a moment.

Richard waves his black sword from his bottom notch, drawing a half-circle. While weak, a sharp line of sky splits blood from Zilluil's neck.

For a moment, Jill's pale eyes opened. It is a deadly line if it is true.

Still, Jill saw Richard. Your eyes are still pure, but a drop of magic is gone.

"You should stop negotiating with people. It's not for you.

It is only natural that there should be an affair beyond living. Despair is natural. It is only natural that there should be humiliation, resentment, pain, and even remorse. Nothing, it's what the Pettigrew says. Hey, I don't know anything about humans.

- Not even the guy who started over. You're bleeding to death right now. "

Richard said thinking of someone without any particular reason.

Jill sees Richard without stopping bleeding from his neck.

"... so you're saying you don't want to start over? You don't mind regretting it?

"No, I don't want to live with regret. I don't want to imitate you again. Of course."

Richard once again holds the black sword in an impatient state.

"That's why I'm not getting on. He said I'd take care of him. I bet everything on him. If I ride here, I'll regret it forever."

Richard laughed at himself in his chest for his lack of affection. If Jill's words were true, he would abandon his family that he might have saved, and try to stay in this life.

I don't know which is right or which is wrong. If it hadn't been for this present, it would have been easier for her to take her hand.

But that didn't happen.

Richard now has hope here. If you throw it away, you'll think about it again. I wish I hadn't given up hope then.

Besides that.

- I don't like to take his hand in negotiating a family hostage.

"Do you know why I was called a brave man, Jill? Whatever hand you use, you can't beat the magic, so that's what they called you. If I lose here, the Rugis bastard will get stuck. Let me show you one thing."

Grasp the black sword again with both hands. The Black Sword was beginning to regain its glow after a long time. In the spiritual world, physical aging makes no sense.

It is wrapped in a vivid, lightning bolt. The name of the sharpened sword is Glory.

Richard decided that Jill was based in this world. Noteworthy to her in the real world is thin.

Drag into this ideal spiritual world and destroy your enemies. That will undoubtedly be her main power.

"... let's not, Richard. As you can see, I won't be killed by you. It's no use doing this. Until you reconsider, you'll be able to necrosis your mind. Because I am all-powerful here."

I see. Almighty seems to have a lot of inconveniences. "

The brave man who was loved by mankind, recognized by mankind, and thus the hope of mankind, waved his sword magnificently in front of the Magus.

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The body of Vestaline-Gerua was not always pleasant.

It lies in a therapeutic tent, but only leaks breath like fine heat. She moved her mouth, even though it would be hard to move and talk.

"I'm sorry... Commander, sir. Failure to fulfill obligations. Right now...."

"No, you've done enough. They came back alive, knowing who they were. There won't be any more."

With the exception of red cheeks, there was no trauma to Vestaline's body. But I don't even feel like standing up.

According to the firing alert, the internal magic continues to hurt her body.

It seems that the magical identity of Baronus is to unleash magic beyond his sight. Every creature has magic in it. It flows through your body like blood. Baronus seems to be able to make it as much as he likes. Just look at it. This is crazy.

The damn thing is, it's not just about that, it's about persistence.

The magic of the death of the Magus Baronus continues to aim for the lives of those who have been exposed to the sight, including Jean Vestaline, even now. Even things like Doha Sula who knew the devil could not completely resist.

If we keep going, we're all going to die.

"... Commander. Are you sure?"

"You don't have to get permission. What's going on?"

Vestaline trembles her fingertips while lying down. A small voice taught me that she is now far removed from the Steel Princess.

She tells them to pick the lowest word.

"... in front of you, haha. Soldiers flee. Before you look. Before you fight....."

It was a grasped word, but I could read the intent.

It's crazy to die just watching. No matter how many soldiers have been in battle, fear cannot be pushed to death. They still keep it, but if the damage continues to increase over time, it will eventually collapse.

That's why you can't even fight the beasts.

So it's still one of the ways to get out of here.

"I know. But if you keep running, you'll catch up somewhere. Then you should hold on to one thing here. Rest assured, Vestaline. I'll finish it all while you lie down."

That's why I told you to sleep in peace.

Even so, Vestaline looks at me with a very sad look.

"... Commander.... I think it's okay to run away."

Westerine said in a slimy voice that only I could hear. After she refused to apologize, she kept on breathing.

"Because... you're a person who can't escape. But... that's..."

"... it's reckless, it's reckless."

Enemies are the Great Devil, the Magus. It's not even easy for people to escape, it's not the enemy. The extreme of evil and immorality.

Because she is the master of the mercenary and accustomed to leading others, she will feel extra. It is a desperate difficulty to lead one army against the other. The means are too thin.

You don't have to suck, you die easily.

That's what Vestaline was trying to open her lips to me again.

"--Not really. I thought you said you were going to die against that Magus. It's not compatible."

Behind my back, the firing alert rang lightly. Vestaline nodded trembling.

"Just the right thing to do. I wanted to tell you something too, Lugis."

Grabbing the parchment, Fialant said with a disturbing light shining through his eyes.