A Wish to Grab Happiness

He closed Westerine's eyelids, which seemed to be even spicy, and then said to the firing alert behind him.

"So, I'm gonna die? I won't die. Have I ever been dead?

Of course not.

Shrug your shoulders like a firing alert. Still, her eyes were still disturbed.

We won't be seeing each other long. One or two of these firing alerts have a different determination in their chest. It usually doesn't break.

I wonder if there are too many people around me who can't break. I want you to know a little bit more, sometimes compromise.

At the same time as I turned around, the firing opened the parchment.

"I read the maneuvers. It's good for Caria to take a detour and poke her in the back while she leads a separate team. I don't care if Eldis moves to stop Zebrellis as he should.

- Why? You're not in command of the army, you're in charge of the front. What kind of joke is putting the army first where it's most likely to die?

I put a beat and then answered.

"It's easier to see the whole thing. You know, firing alerts. The Magus Baronus is amazing. But our purpose hasn't changed since we destroyed Zebrellis. Even if the Magus with the Magic Eye can kill people just by looking at them, it's not enough to swallow the continent.

There is also collaboration between Shadrapto and Lew on the battlefield. Someone has to be able to see the whole thing, and that's the role of the first marshal in the army, right?

Isn't that a persuasive quote? The firing alert twisted my black eyes.

I'm not lying. It is the Great Demon Zebrelilis that must be killed for sure.

Baronus alone determined that even if the damage was severe, it could still be collected.

There are Phyllos and Bluddar in King's Landing in Matthia, and if you calm down, so will Grandpa. Even the aristocrats aren't shy.

But if we miss Zebrelilis, it's all over.

There is nothing in King's Landing that can stand up to that anomaly. Whatever happened, we had to make this plain his grave.

The firing alert makes your lips tickle.

"You've become a good liar, Marshal. As an accomplice, I'm glad to hear that."

"I'm not lying. I've never heard that tone before. Tell me if you have something to say."

"After all, it's true that when other people are in the dead, all of them are safe behind us. I like your place, but as a marshal I don't think so."

It's an amazing picture star. No, well, there's no way I can say that. I've done the same thing all the time.

Besides, Fialant spinned his words lightly before putting his hands on my shoulders. Warm feeling suppresses skin over cloth.

"It's true that it's not compatible. Do you know what's in your body right now? Eldis blesses me with the magic I poured into Galuamaria and Bellefeine... and I know what Caria does every day. In other words, you're already like a magic vault. It's more poured than released.

--Because. That magic eye is really deadly. I can't help it. "

As always, Fialee said with a mysterious face that she was not the one to deal with with the restoration of the straddling magic.

If it makes sense, so be it. If we can get closer, we can't even fight the Magus Baronus. If you can see, you may be able to cut it, but that's synonymous with getting into the other person's sight.

"... so, what do you think of the Fairlear Chief of Staff?"

Jokingly speaking, the firing alert was immediate.

Yes, Marshal. I'm on the front lines.

"That's the last thing I want to hear."

"Really? I don't know why you tried to integrate me into another squad. This army has no magic expert but me. It's not who I want to confront... but if I do, I can prepare one or two countermeasures. It's all very realistic, isn't it?

There was no mistake in what she said.

In an army formed around garrison soldiers, magicians are a small part of the army. A person who can be said to be an expert is probably about firing alerts.

In any case, the Volvato Morning, the main mountain of magician training, suffered too much damage in the previous battle of Vrigant. Though the sorcerers marched, most of the sorcery experts were on their way to rebuilding the Volvato administration and army. None of them will dare come out here.

To be precise, Mastigios was about to come unknown, but the lieutenant found him and brought him back.

"But if it's dangerous to hold on to magic, then so is the magician.

"I'm kidding. It's just a bunch of tricks, and a magician who can manipulate them is totally different."

"... if you see it, you'll die the same way."

"I have an idea. Or is the accomplice not worthy of trust?

The black eyes of the firing alert are staring at me all the time if I don't escape. Each word was full of determination, and I totally refused to bend.

I wonder why the people around me are like this. No, maybe even me.

"--Don 't tell me confidently. Give me a break."

"Oh, the inferiority of the talented is like spitting in heaven, right?

He took an unexpected breath. How dare you remember such an old saying.

She sighed loudly and said. I feel like I'm starting to get used to sighing.

"I asked for a firing alert. But please don't die."

"Yes, of course.... but also measures to counter it. Sometimes I need a lot of things. May I ask you to prepare and take care of it afterwards, Marshal Lugis?

"... ahh, whatever you want. Fialert staff."

Raise your hands and say so. She's no match for magic or magic anyway. I had no choice but to let you do it now.

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The tent was kept unusually clean.

Normally, there is a certain amount of soot and smoke, but it seems that the cloth is placed on the ground to prevent it.

Also, the installation has been evicted as much as possible, and perhaps magical measures have been taken. It doesn't smell like dust.

Elf's queen Finn-Eldis slowly stepped into the tent as she watched.

Sometimes this kind of taste is attracted by the tents of the royal nobility. But only in the case of long-term camping. It was rare for temporary tents to be so clean.

As soon as she stepped in, Eldis wrinkled between her eyebrows. There was silence inside, as if trying to perform a magic ritual.

"... firing alerts. Rugis told me," What are you doing? "

"Oh, I'm sorry. I wanted to put one or two hands against the Magus."

The master of the tent was Fialé-La-Borgograd.

She was always wearing a slightly clothy garment to store the tools and catalysts she needed for magic, but now she seemed to be wearing minimal thin clothes. It may also be a measure to maintain cleanliness.

"... that's right. I wanted to ask you something, Eldis. You've cured the human eye that came into contact with the devil's eye. - What did you think?

Unexpectedly, Eldis distorted her eyes in suspicion by asking too many abstract questions that were not feminine to him.

What does that mean?

I thought it was an abnormality such as magic eyes, and it is unlikely that there will be any perception other than that it is an irresistible substitute for harming people just by looking at it.

So, to be honest, Eldis opened his mouth.

"That's right. I wonder if it was unusual to mix magic with a little magic. I thought it would work. The magic eye is..."

At that point, the firing alert devoured the words. Again, this was a rare thing.

"- That's right. I knew you felt both magic and magic."

"... firing alerts?

Eldis learns that the firing alerts have come a long way.

Words have an imminent sense of wisdom, and the voice that comes out of your mouth is fast.

But if you ask me why, Eldis won't know. Though I heard it was against the Magus, I didn't think it was the only cause.

"Can I have another one?

Eldis urged her to continue silently, asking whether there was anything to say.

I felt that it was not tasty.

Eldis is a very firing alert and not a short relationship with Caria. No, it's different from the life expectancy of an elf, but it's still enough to get to know people well.

That's why I knew they didn't know what to do sometimes. There are signs of that.

"Witchbeast - you don't use magic. Even if I do, I don't use magic because I can use magic."

I dared say magic.

I am not inferior. However, as a matter of fact, there are not many people who use both magic and magic.

Because magic is talent and magic is academic. There is a clear division.

A magician who works on the magic of nature and stares at it. They are born with a connector to synchronize the world with their wavelengths. So by birth they were bound to live with the devil.

Conversely, those born without connectors are not enough wizards. It is the opposite of a magician who can only be born acquired.

No matter how talented magic may be, it cannot be used while born.

That's why beasts rarely use magic. The beasts who are naturally given do not learn magic.

On the other hand, there are many magical beasts. It is the magic itself, and close to the world, they are more familiar with magic than humans.

--That's why the magic eye damage was abnormal this time.

At first glance, it's just magic. However, in treating the surviving human being, the firing alert reflected on his hair. Could have been unconscious for a few seconds.

Looking at the survivors' symptoms, it wasn't just the magic damage that was there.

Each magic is carefully enchanted.

It's a simple magic trick that just makes it directional. For example, when throwing magic arrows, many magicians give them some direction to hit.

Baronus makes it hold the magic of his own magical eyes, if you say so.

But that's why I was able to imitate killing every being in sight. Its directionality is the manifestation of excessive intent to kill. There is no exaggeration in saying that he was tough.

But the feeling of firing alerts was not such a moral, moral, or ethical sentiment.

The firing alert said.

"--he's not an ex-Magic. Ex-human. It's also a rare sorcerer, a sorcerer."

The firing alert said as if he had chewed and crushed the bitter bug many times.

"... hah?

Eldis finally uttered a word out of recklessness. It took some time for the boulder to bite the word of the firing alert.

A sight that can only be considered a nightmare when people fall unconscious.

Violent enough to kill a large number of creatures.

Once honored as the Magic Eye King, he was a variant who was able to kill the opponent simply by "seeing" before becoming a Magus.

The firing assumption that it's an ex-human is too heavy to swallow.

"Well, wait a minute. But my family, Doha Sula, talked about her like a beast."

Eldis opened his eyes as he uttered an obscure word.

Speaking of which, Indeed, Doha Sula received Lugis's words and said that the Magus was a former Magus.

But I didn't say anything about being a former beast. I don't know if it was a coincidence or an intent.

The firing alert told Eldis to wake up.

"You have an idea. You can use magic, magic, and magic eyes - witch."