A Wish to Grab Happiness

It's already a snow-capped verse. A white blanket covers the northern based cathedral.

Even when it was time to get into the carriage, the drop-off didn't show up as one of the people who would call themselves friends, and it was one Sister who cared what she looked like, I see, in her relationship itself. Unexpectedly Arueno grinned in his chest. The exhalation leaking out of my mouth is white.

I casually ascertain the feel of the carriage with my hips as I wave at Sister, who gradually dwindles in the chilly weather that cuts my cheeks.

There is a solid cushion underneath the waist, and there is even a cushion to prevent shaking between the seat and the seat. On the contrary, we even have a blanket that looks quite luxurious to relieve the cold, because it is so exhaustive that I don't think it was prepared for me alone.

Unexpectedly, Arueno's golden eyes blinked.

Totally different treatment than when I was brought here. Arueno pointed his lips as he quickly twirled into the blanket.

Of course, I know that's no choice. When I used to come here, I was just an orphan. Just a child, with witchcraft qualities.

I remember the carriage when I headed to the cathedral was so rambunctious that I thought it might be done on purpose that I hit him in the head so many times.

That's what I thought many times back then. With Rugis, I wish I had stayed in Garrist, he said.

I don't know, bite my lips. I had that feeling, like my heart had even turned into cold ice. Strong and wrapped in a blanket so as to warm itself up.

Arueno wonders what luck it would be to travel through the cathedral in a loose shake that now twirls into a blanket and even invites you to relax and drown.

Even if the achievement is the result of withstanding persecution enough to sway the cerebral cord and putting the pain down on the ground that I thought would bite my back teeth off, Arueno still thinks he was lucky.

Virgin of the singing princess. What Arueno had achieved was those two names. A sign that the cathedral recognized its faith and its grace over God. Though a princess, that doesn't mean she got some position or status for something convenient. It's just that of the Virgin who once sat in the queue, she was awarded the title of the one with the closest qualities.

Besides, I'm only a candidate when it comes to the Virgin. Therefore, the Virgin of the Princess of Singing, is still a provisional name.

However, it can be said that there are naturally a very small number of candidates. Among them, he was chosen. Arueno cannot hide the colour of joy that seeps out more than in his own chest and the sentiment of superiority.

I was able to scratch my thin, white fingers, expose my spirit to a ditch of humiliation, and finally grasp something myself. Now that she has seen the treatment of this carriage, she has finally begun to understand. On the edge of my eyes, I think I'm even going to cry.

And now this journey is also meant to capture its achievements. Previous, to advance your feet.

- Only the path of pilgrimage brings man to holiness.

That, he said, was the teaching of the Cathedral and also the revelation of Altius, the only God.

Altius, God who sheds light and gives salvation on the way and revelation to go to the people. The Virgin means that she approaches that God in awe.

If so, you must receive the mystery of putting your own life at risk in order to be closer to God.

The ritual for this is called pilgrimage.

That is how its teachings and ritual existence were also the reason why the presence of the Virgin is not breathed in, although for many years the Virgin candidate is produced.

A pilgrimage is not just a liturgical walk down a set path. Even that journey is more god-giving than anything else.

Historical Virgins were all based on revelations given by Altius, the danger of attacking themselves and the threat of eating the spirit, stepping over them and making a successful pilgrimage.

Sometimes its path ruled the war, sometimes giving it extra richness, sometimes giving it an absolute victory.

In other words, pilgrimage is nothing more than a journey that carries out the miracle of salvation.

Therefore, no matter how good or how versatile talented you may be, you cannot be the Virgin without the Revelation of the only God Altius.

But when it is revealed to the Virgin, she is told that she will have power close to God.

It is not impossible to say that it is being told. Anyway, the story of the past to the extent that the actual Virgin appeared last is no longer only on the literary record. No one who lives now has ever seen the Virgin in its eyes.

But in this day and age, so that this great ecclesiastical and crestry might tear apart an age of chaos, the revelation was sent to the holy minister. Thus, of course, to the subject of the revelation, Arueno himself.

So, Arueno thinks. He said he was really, really lucky. In this way, there is nothing but luck, such as being given the path to becoming a Virgin.

Arueno narrows his eyes as he feels the blanket that softly envelops his body and the shaking of a relaxed carriage. As it is, you may fall asleep. That's what I'm allowed to do now. For the first time in a long time, the pleasant sensation was weighing my eyelids.

Belfein, an urban state near Galuamaria, told as a destination for revelation. Arueno understands that there must be nothing there, such as peace and security. That's how I felt that revelation was given because something was going to happen.

However, the slightest anxiety has become foggy and overshadowed. Yes, that city is very close to Galuamaria, the home of the crest religion.

Now, if coincidences overlap, it's only a few expectations, but we might see each other. If I haven't seen that face in a long time, I haven't even listened to my voice. Childhood tame, to Rugis.

Behind the still shaky chest, there is much doubt that Rugis, the great sinner who is fulfilled and belongs to the crest religion, and his childhood tampering is the same person. I know exactly what I can tell you about my appearance and outfit, but I still didn't think that my childhood habit was such a big deal.

Sometimes he is with himself for a reason, a mean figure of Rugis, the equal of Arueno's knowledge.

Besides, if the identity of what is truly called the Great Sinner was his childhood tame, what shall he do? What color emotions are applied to this chest, which Arueno himself did not quite understand.

If he's a childhood trainer of the crest, I might see him, that's, I'm glad. But if so, Rugis has become his enemy. That's why. That's what's painful.

No, in the words painful, etc., I can't say very much. Arueno blinked those golden eyes as he was about to slip into his dreams.

- Rugis, you're on my side, aren't you? Otherwise, I am.

No one responded to that raised question, just vanished into the snow covering the surrounding area.

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"Much better. At last, you were willing to lift that heavy waist, not at all!

The words are uttered in great shades. Even so, I didn't tell anyone, but it melted into the darkness around me.

The outline blinks as the shadow rises in the darkness and is lit up in all its ease, as if by the emotional sway of a candle. However, it was true that its contours had begun to emerge stronger and clearer.

The mouth of the shadow opens.

"All right, Artius. At the end of the day, we're not the ones who decide everything, people. A powerless man who is distressed and can only make strides while overlapping his grid, decides everything."

Shadows shake. Speak up, more dynamically, more feverishly. Plus, like saying there's someone in that dark kingdom. The shadow tells us that there is a presence in front of us, but, like that, it adds a great gesture.

"Oh, it's easy. You never gave it to me. So I gave it to you once!

That's all we can do. Adding that, the shadow gives you a playful laugh, like that, when everything is wrong.

As it was, it disappeared again into the black.