A Wish to Grab Happiness

Yes, it's a very simple story.

For the sake of one's emotions, risk the organization itself. Nothing so stupid. Totally agree.

Therefore, the understatement is not tolerated, yes, Virgin Mattia said.

Yeah, and I don't want to do that with me without stabbing the nail. Such a thing is a fool without thought, who only disturbs his surroundings.

It's because -- if you're going to take action, you can just move by yourself.

Time when the darkness of the night is filling the space and calming down the earth called the earth. Staring down the street with his eyes twitched. He was letting chewing tobacco in his mouth and felt a pleasant smell coming through his nostrils. A horse's hoof taps a well-kept stone fold in the street.

There's no one around. No one has been brought here. Think about it. Too much noise around me lately. Once upon a time, it was unthinkable.

The strange tranquility of this night also cools the heart and calms the feelings.

Nostalgia. Don't you even remember strange nostalgia? Yeah, I was the only one who could get anywhere that got stuck. I never could reach out to anyone or go down the road with them.

How about now, Fialert to Kalia, Eldis. A distorted situation in which a hero and an envious and hateful being once existed beside me.

Besides, try to remember what you once did. They were my enemies and natural enemies.

He was trampled on, crushed in dignity, and even spit on the meagre intentions he had. Abominable, these breasts should be good enough to remember the abominations that will expose those heroes to fire.

Yeah, but inside these little breasts, there's joy. There was a tingling feeling of fullness and irresistible comfort that made my skin tingle.

That fact that a hero and his so envious girlfriends were once admitted to a lesser extent even brings tears to the edge of his eyes.

But at the same time, there was tremor in the depths of my heart, in the deepest part.

The identity of the tremor is his dwarfness that makes his mind bounce just because he is a little admitted to the existence that once made him contempt and foot kick. In the end, I'm scared that I won't change anything.

Yes, myself, what has changed since I was once. Neither the sexual roots, nor the way they are, have changed a thing. One thing I used to do when I was out on the lookout by myself, distracting myself from reality to comfort chewing cigarettes, and just eating up every day for nothing.

Therefore, I will soon be abandoned. You will be alone in disappointment and scorn and pushed away by them.

I know that very well. All I can be here now is a little bit of bad wisdom. I know only a few things ahead, that's all I've done.

But if you're such a little person, I guess I have to change.

Largeas, said the old king of the elves. He said he was only responsible for getting past someone. Step over it, Sang, and don't think you can take a safe path.

That word is still a big nail, choosing my heart. The wound is flooded with blood called agitation, creating confusion.

I'm an indisputable little human being. I know that very well, and it's a fact that has been swallowed up many times.

But still, still, if you want to make something of it. If you want to get your finger to the neck of a hero. If you have enough vision to be burned by a hero.

I have to be a hero to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

Oh, what a shame. I'm going to bite off my cheek in the mouth to shame.

Heroes, etc. People like me. I'm sure I'll have to walk down the path where they walk flat, scratched. I must bleed to do what they deserve. That means that ordinary people reach out to heroes.

Feed your teeth on chewing tobacco and leak your exhale. My breath is already white.

So, if you hold the hero in scorch and hold his hand, there, even if it is brought to Gallu Amalia, no.

Over there is Kalia, who became a hero with his sword. There is a fialert who has become a hero through sorcery. And so there is Mattia, the hero of the crest religion.

Whatever, great. I'm sure Gallu Amalia won't fall so easily. You will no longer follow the same path as history, even if I do nothing.

If I stay there like this, I'm sure they'll make it all up. I expect a hero to clean everything up.

Both the seizure of Galuamaria and the fall of the aerial garden Gaza had them at its stronghold. In the end, when it comes to what I did, it's as good as I pulled that hand. Oh, I don't like it at all.

If so, you cannot remain in the Gallu Amalia while inert. If you want to stay, you should prove it. He said he was a man who could make things happen. That's how you have to ask. If you don't have enough heroes, what the hell will you do to become a hero?

So this time, the mercenary city of Belfein, its involvement, I thought was a good opportunity.

They definitely take a sweet look at us. I underestimate you. That's why we're bringing in this kind of proposed alliance and stuff.

Of course, it's not stupid with them. You understand that there is no easy way to form an alliance.

If so, then, of course, Belfein should have included the intermediate inside Galuamaria.

Thoughts include conflicting, inciting and, at the end of the day, dividing opinions within. I think he's plotting to eat a giant elephant named Gallu Amalia from the inside.

I was instructing Ann to adjust internally because I understood that part as Mattia as well.

What Belfein feels most confident about is force as that city. They understand this one can't be easily attacked. That's why I'm twitching and trying to strangle this one. What a nasty way to fight, even though you have the force.

A cold breath passes through my throat. He seemed to be trying to cool down his hot body. I narrow my eyes as I run my horse over the street.

Was the head of Belfein the man? Little fat, always looking down on people, you know. I know him well. Men, the city, even if they know it well.

Anyway, it was good for that city and I took care of it. That's what I hate so much. So really, this is a good opportunity.

There is no one around, and the power of a hero is not here. I can no longer do this alone.

Bite your lips as you slip your gaze into the night darkness. Much better. I'm used to acting alone. It's more like having too much power around you until now has been unusual.

I've already made up my mind. There is something like heavy iron in my stomach and I don't even try to move it tingly.

I'll put a piece on the mercenary city of Belfein alone this time. If you can't do that, I'll stay with you. It ends with nothing like it once was.

You should die then. Clean and expose the body to the bottom of the ditch. Unlimited then, let us die without trouble.

If you're going to be a hero, you don't have to do that. I don't know what Kalia or Fialert will say to you if you ask me about this, but if you scold me, I will fully ask you when I go to the bottom of the earth.

—— What, the one called muscle writing already floats like a script in a play. Later, that's just a stupid or a masterpiece.

The moon appeared from the shadow of the clouds. All today, that light is oddly dazzling.

The darkness of the night was dominated only by the sound of horses howling.