A Wish to Grab Happiness

- How did you get here? No, before that, why, here.

Blinking his eyes, his shoulders twitching and trembling, his heels ringing.

Strange. The brain is covered with doubt, and the words to dispel the doubt come from next to next, but the throat doesn't try to make a sound at all, tingly.

Even if I try to rattle my throat somehow, only exhalation leaks from my lips. I accidentally kicked the ground and scattered sand.

You can't just stand there in a whorehouse on a boulder and walk along the streets at dusk and slightly thinner streets with Mattia as people flow.

"Why do you look like this? Fine, I'll tell you what."

Shut me up and make Mattia whisper in front of me like she feels good enough.

The look on the side is what I would call a beauty in men's clothes. Its appearance luminous with well-cut eyes as it holds its long hair together and leaves itself in the man's outfit.

Well, if you only peek at the shape of that face in this way, you can see that the impression is rather harsh than calm. It didn't expose its harshness like Kalia either, it's like coming out of the back, it.

"One thing, you are too conspicuous. You think you turned your teeth to a substantial ruler yesterday? Stupidity can be precious at times, but many of it will kill you."

I certainly can't deny that. I have more memories of thinking of myself as a fool than as a wise man, too.

There can't be a guy in this city who defies Princess Iron and Steel in Belfein. If so, it will also be in people's memories without denial. Especially if you're a leftover like me.

Right, is that what caused it? That was the rope and bracketed by me, and that's how you drew the Virgin under me.

While I was at it, I did something really, really stupid. Bite it again, in the back of your mouth.

But, well, when it comes to having no choice, I still have no choice. I just remembered the time I was looked down on by that steel princess, but as far as I'm concerned, I'd rather you praise me for doing so in all those words.

"That's the other thing, I'm not boxed in anything. Lurking underground, gathering information, is something I'm good at. In addition to that, some of them have entered here beforehand."

The expression was still as calm as ever, but the light that dwelt in Mattia's eyes was somewhat proud.

Right, sure. Long hair well cared for by its beautiful standing behavior, that's how she's going to be fooled from time to time by the versatile verses, but nothing. She doesn't have it now as a result of living in peace.

Rather, it houses a status such as the Virgin of the Crest. There have been countless times when stones have been thrown and persecuted, and sometimes they have to hide themselves in order to escape danger. In fact, even when I was with her for the first time, Mattia hid herself in the underground temple.

I thought so, and I knew it, but Mattia is such a good person. Not that the flesh means, but that the very essence of the spirit has an unbreakable strength. Even in adversity and at the bottom of the earth, she must have unspoilt integrity.

With all this, I don't think I can even imitate the dirt out of me. Definitely Mattia's own trait.

But no. Well, then.

I was convinced why she found out where I was. I drank it in my stomach. But what I want to hear is not how you found out. I don't know why you're here, Virgin.

"... have you thrown your affairs at Ann's guy? Then they'll resent you."

I was so confused about what I cut out, I couldn't help but twist the word.

Because I was somewhat hesitant to ask why I was here and straight away so. Rather than that, maybe it was because I knew what words would return.

"That child, Anne and my closest friends, is not as incompetent as you think. Without me… for a while, you will be able to bring."

That means we can only outdo the scene.

Naturally. Seeing it from the side, it was somewhere demonic to do Mattia's job. Not only is that compelling, but it also stems from the human ability to deviate somewhere from it.

As I watched and understood it, Virgin Mattia seemed to be good at her ability to grasp the majority of the circumstances simply by receiving the edge of the story. I don't know if it's because of the wisdom she's been accumulating, or because of her natural talents.

But that ability is one of the things that makes Mattia capable of human secession.

If you hear one, you can imagine, you can know until 99, even if it doesn't reach a hundred. That was her most important strength and also her necessary ability as a ruler.

That's why Mattia shouldn't be here. What kind of talented Orpheus would rival a single genius to match? There is no such thing as her substitute. I can bring it on for a while, it really should only be a moment.

Now Galuamaria must be so vulnerable that an organization called Crest Religion cannot even rise without the pillar of Mattia. Just in case anything happens to her here in Belfein, that's it.

Besides, even a spy from Belfein should be sneaking into Gallu Amalia so badly. If they found out Mattia the Virgin wasn't here, they wouldn't know what was going to happen.

Oh, sucks. All the nasty imaginations come out of my head. Why, really, this guy...

If you bite your teeth abominably, with your hands on your chin, I asked.

"I didn't want to ask you, but ahhh... why are you here? This is where you shouldn't be."

Yes, before I ran out of words. Mattia opens her mouth with some mean grin on her sober face.

"Okay, let's hear it. Why are you here? Without telling anyone about it or me, alone."

Oh, I thought you knew. I knew they'd ask me that. That's why I didn't want to ask. Bite your lips, as you look for words. No, I can't even tell you.

How can I say such an absurd thing when I am here alone and to prove my strength, without relying on Kalia or Fialert?

I slipped away from my gaze and forced the words to roll.

"... me and you. Then it would be different. Totally different position. I don't care if I die or take my place. But..."

Absolutely. In my words, there is not a single mistake.

My presence is like a general for the crest religion. Whether its existence lives or dies, it does not affect many people.

Conversely, Mattia is special. Once its existence is gone, the crest religion can no longer rise. She can't possibly understand anything like that.

"- No, you're not."

Mattia cut off my words as she stopped her legs on the spot and turned her face here.

I stopped moving as if I had been sewn into that strong, piercing gaze. A gaze that was supposed to have deviated was staring into the deep part of Mattia's eyes so that she could be sucked in.

As people cross the boulevard, me and Mattia face each other, overlapping their eyes.

"Remember, Rugis. And never forget."

Mattia tells me to keep her gaze in line, close enough for her exhale to overlap, so that she can only hear the words from me.

"If I die, I see the Gospel War will end. But, Rugis, even if you die, this war can no longer continue."

Words didn't swallow well. Far from being convinced or understanding.

What the hell am I supposed to do with words that seem sincere everywhere and the tone of my voice? Anyway, I didn't know.