A Wish to Grab Happiness

- This guy. He's the only one who has to be finished here.

Karia bounces off her sumptuous vision, forcing her throat to snap and spit.

The verse of hands and feet screamed, and the flesh, which accomplished great strides against the demon monkey, may be said to no longer be at its limit.

Very, not something you can fight for. I sincerely thought I must say this when it comes to full-bodied creation.

But still, Karia can't break those two legs. I think I have a duty here. Now with that one will she is supporting her luxurious body.

I suppose so. In front of you, as long as that beast is roaring, you can't fall or anything.

I don't even try to hide its fierce eyesight and attitude while putting Zhu Spear up on the horse, its appearance. It hasn't made any difference since I was once in a knight's capacity, when I captured it in these silver eyes.

Cathedral knight Garras Gargantia. The title of knight of honor and the disdain of a beast with a spear, a man with two of them. If you look at the madness of it, you know what it means.

The appearance of biting off the neck of the prey on his eyes from one end. That is no longer the story of the strong, the weak. Just a vicious beast. Whatever, it's out of my control.

So it is. Because it's such a gallus, I have to stop that breath root here.

Kalia leaked a deep exhale once, Phew. Love Sword The silver long sword is already missing a blade in the battle against the Great Monkey. You can no longer cut something off.

If so, crush rather than slash. All you have to do is grind that frantic man's skull with this hand until it becomes a shard.

For a moment, with those silver eyes blinking, Karia remembered the sight over and over again in her brain. That must be accomplished. I tell myself I have to grab it with this hand.

As soon as I saw Gallus, there was something in Karia that I felt in the deepest part of my heart, at the bottom of my gut.

"Surely you, honorable war death, or hanging. That's what I said."

Karia's consciousness is sucked into the sight in front of her. The blunt pain that was echoing in my body bounced out of my consciousness, and now only for this moment, fatigue dissipates clouds.

Looking down under his eyes, Karia moved her lips.

"I'm sorry - I make my own decisions about my own death. I'm not more than willing to be chosen."

Oh, I have to kill him. We have to stop him from breathing.

Even though the enemy is still in front of the castle gate, Kalia has not been able to retain his spirit of killing, which lifts his whole body.

Something that pokes and moves its will, it's indisputable, an emotion in the name of agony. A rush to lick around the inside of your body is attacking Kalia.

That's a natural enemy. That madness. Its martial arts, like trapping and crushing any small workmanship or trap. Yes, the way it is, it's his, it's his natural enemy.

- If, in case. If Rugis has fallen in love with this beast.

The unpleasant imagination must not have bit Kalia's back of the brain earlier.

It's just an original dream, which is repeated many times in the brain, and turns into chills. My silver eyes, I didn't know, narrowed.

"Coming but good. I'm not the one to be chosen to die, you, Garras Gargantia."

Cheap provocation, Karia grinned herself in her chest. But still, the enemy will eat me up. A few times more bloody than a person is in Kalia's memory as a certainty. Immediately, that Zhu Spear will be wielded, it should.

And yet. Garrus squeaks his teeth gently.

"Don't hate it. I don't know where it is, but it has to be on the battlefield."

A fierce beast licks the castle gate around with its eyes as she fingers her jaw. I wonder what's going on and if it's an idea. Really, it doesn't look like it. Instinct and reason are combined in their skulls.

I wondered if the time had passed for a few seconds, and finally, his eyes looked up at the castle gate. Silver eyes, and the eyes of the beast, overlapped.

"No way, huh? No, oh - I'll see you around, Karia Birdnick. I hope it's a better place then."

Yes, cut it off, and Garrus returned his heel with dignity. I didn't even show any hesitation or anything like humiliation to show my back, as I naturally did.

In an atmosphere that is nothing as it is, Garras moves away from Gaza while riding his horse. A handful of soldiers followed behind them as they panicked.

Karia couldn't help but think that her mouth would open. Confusion runs through the brain marrow.

Stupid. The nature of that beast showing his back in front of his provocations and enemies. Instead, is he not a man who takes the initiative and eats himself up to his neck?

In fact, Garrus still had the will to crush the castle gate with one hand, certainly in his eyes.

And yet. At that point, I turned that will upside down, as if I had received some other thought intervention.

That's stupid. That's stupid.

Dull pain returns to the whole body of Kalia once again. Unexpectedly, I almost got on my knees on the spot. No, I can't even go after him anymore.

As soon as I lost sight of that beast's eyes, the tension that was covering Kalia's body and the will that was forcing her to support that body disappeared.

Even now, is the body pursuing lost health? My breath is rough. My lungs rumble around me as if I was crazy in my body. Karia didn't think, she bit her lip.

Oh, you Rugis. Where have you been? Such an idea floats in a hazy consciousness and brightens intensely.

What the hell do you think he did to that Beast Knight by stirring up his full, creative body? I know that Rugis is unaware of this fact. But I don't care about that. Now I just wanted to hit him with this depression.

If you look back at the devil monkey's throat, there will be no sign of him. That's all, even though he said everything about his emotions seemed to play.

- Rugis, this is gonna be expensive. Remember. Don't think you can buy me.

Karia's eyes were sparkling with colors that were different and soaked with relaxed emotions than the colors that had previously resided in the noble will.

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"Knight, Master Gargantia"

Garrus responded vividly to the call of his squire on the road.

Like how it's even a pain in the ass to utter words. Those eyes were narrowed, as if they were separate from when they were stopping and circling the roots of the great ape's breath.

"What is it? Was he a bandit or a mercenary?"

Then I'll peel it off as much as I can, "says Garrus, clapping his shoulders. The squire leaked his voice as he exhaled loudly into such a street attitude at all times.

"No, that's unusual, I thought so. Taunted and easily pulled back."

Well, as lightly as ever, Garrus stroked his own lips.

As I was told, it is certainly of its own nature that blood is susceptible to ascending to the head. That's very undeniable. Rather, Garras believed that, in a way, that was even the side that made him stronger.

But when it comes to keeping all of this emotion, it doesn't. Hopefully, how good.

"I wish this wasn't the battlefield. Besides, there are a few of us out there. Try and attack like no other. We might be the ones with the necks lined up by now."

If this had been all over the city, then surely he could have swung his fist up and waved his spear, with all the blood gushing. I suppose you've shown your squire something similar.

If you just die there as a fool, that doesn't matter. That's what Garrus often tells himself.

Except if you go out on the battlefield. When you're in battle, you're definitely Garras Gargantia, the Cathedral Knight.

In that appearance, in that name, there is no such thing as exposure. As a knight, you can't act ridiculously.

"Besides, I don't know."

Besides, he groaned, as his squire hammered him.

Garrus jokes slightly, blushing his shoulders, says.

"'Respect your enemies. The manipulation of the enemy will honor you', I see. It's in the Knight's Book, too. Knight, can you sift a spear at a wounded enemy?"

Is the way you say it still jokingly stained everywhere, and is the word Garrus' sincerity to his squire, or is it just a word game? Hi, I couldn't make a decision.