A Wish to Grab Happiness

Glossy golden hair, brilliant eyes of the will. Every single thing she does makes me feel strange and harsh. Arueno, the Virgin of the Singing Princess. Mordeau, lord of Berfein, introduced her so.

When it comes to the Virgin, she doesn't even have that secular character if she opens her mouth. Rather, that voice color even makes me feel friendly somewhere, that was the tone.

Well, she did. I'm in front of Kalia right now. And with Mordeau, Fialert, I was interested in bickering. I'm sure it's kind to the eyes of both names, friendly, and reflective of such a woman.

But only Kalia was apart.

Arueno, and when he brought his name to his ear. For a moment, Karia's eyes reflected something completely different, not the person she was supposed to be in front of.

That, once upon a time, was what I saw. In silver eyes, a figure that I have certainly shown.

- Telling the name of Arueno, the face of Rugis. That look of warmth everywhere I've never shown it to them.

My back teeth lift up in my mouth. Tooth overlapping each other was about to roar and self-destruct.

How humiliating I learned that night. How many times have emotional torrents flowing out of your chest tried to push this body away? Now it should be noted that the sensation clearly rises behind Kalia's brain. Thirsty enough to tingle, a passion that doesn't even let a green flame seep through your eyes.

The person who gave it a taste of its humiliation is now in front of you. Karia found herself unknowingly powered by her fingers.

Oh, I don't think so. I know. Try reaching for that thin neck here now. Everything collapses out of the palm of my hand.

Besides, if you're just going to tell the truth, Karia wasn't humiliated or insulted by Arueno. The presence of her is only tormenting Karia through Rugis.

I know. Even if I know. The misery of crawling through this chest and everything, he said it was really that man who was giving it to himself.

Like my chest had heat, it boils. Oh, cheap, even if you can't get it done, you can't get it done. I will surely let that man pay the price for his passion.

Karia joins the bickering as she suppresses her lips, which are going to cramp if she pretends. All this time, I envied the fialert that made me laugh without knowing anything.

The superiority of knowing one thing or many things about Rugis. But if this were the case, I wouldn't have thought I should have known, the sticky emotions that bite my chest. That slowly mingles and covers Kalia's chest with distortion.

"- So, what are you two planning on going to Berfein here?

As the waves of conversation crossed, fu, that word leaked out of Mordeau's mouth. Karia finally leaked a soothing exhale in her heart.

I thought that the euphemism of not cutting things out sooner rather than later was exactly the way the lord aristocrats did it. I even heard about this lord named Mordor, the rise, but is it his efforts or his qualities? I see, Karia thought that rightly that appearance was the way of the nobility.

Keep your eyes peeled at the fialert that kept you bickering. Black eyes blinked for a moment, nodding small. Make sure you respond, and Kalia's little lips open.

"Yeah, the only reason we set foot in Berfein is to follow the shadow of Rugis, the great sinner."

With the words uttered, the silver eyes of nature and Kalia captured Arueno's appearance. So, I saw it.

It's tough everywhere, and it seems like it could even remember beauty. That move, which has never even shown signs of collapse before, shakes for a moment. Silver eyes, instantly.

After all, you. You are the one Rugis speaks of, and there is no mistake, O Virgin of the Singing Princess. While Kalia's eyes narrow, slightly brighten its fierceness to the edge.

Fialert opened her mouth so that she could carry on Karia's words.

"The thoughts I hold in his are no longer beyond words. I definitely, yeah, I definitely want to capture you with this hand. But my powers are powerless. tail of the beast, you won't even be able to grasp its shadow"

Hmm, I see. Sure, I didn't lie. That way, I'm sure, Kalia was about to unwittingly collapse her cheek, wondering if Fialert was sincerely communicating the word to Mordor.

I'm even in the mood of being shown a comedy that is so bad in nature. But that would be enough to convey your feelings to the other person.

"… Therefore, I have come here with disgrace, wanting to ask His Excellency Mordeau for help. Please, I need your help."

Karia leaks her gaze to Arueno, whilst accompanying the words as such. Since the momentary agitation earlier, there has been no madness whatsoever in its behavior or expression. He nodded and even seemed to sympathize with the story of the fialert as if it were natural. Are you so good at transforming? Or maybe,

"Arueno the Virgin. You must still feel the same way. As a great saint, such a great sinner is not very forgivable"

Karia tried to raise her eyebrow root while keeping her cheeks from collapsing, she said. To help. Throw an inquiry that will only get your consent.

From earlier on, to see how only a slight reaction has been made to Arueno. Maybe Rugis' thoughts on Arueno are just a one-sided affair. If so, Karia thinks it's just fine.

If it's nothing more than a romance, it's a good idea to create a great disconnect with this land called Belfein. Rather, it's happier for you, Rugis.

If in any case it is an unfulfilled love, then forgetting it as a great tragedy is the best medicine. What, I have nothing to show you. I'll hold him tight in the tragedy. Until he forgets his past thoughts, why don't we give him a comforting hug? At the end of the day, let me repaint everything to my past thoughts.

Mordeau also opens his thick lips as he rides Kalia's words.

I see there is no doubt in remembering how much fear precedes the candidacy of the Catholic Virgin, to make her recognise herself as a devout Catholic. If there is truly a great sinner in this city, let me tie him to his neck with this hand, he said. Mordeau said that to a great extent.

Fialert, and Kalia's cheek, unwittingly hits as if distorted. I don't speak up. There is nothing clearly expressed in the attitude. But I see it's unpleasant. It is quite unpleasant for a stranger to whine about his own as he pleases.

Kalia overlaps her gaze with Arueno, trying to dare to divert her gaze from Mordo. That's okay, come on. You'll feel the same way, just like you agree.

There was no difference between what Arueno did, his expression, and the brilliance of his eyes. And naturally, she opens her mouth with a really virgin, gentle grin.

"Yes, of course - it's impossible to choose such a stupid way."

To Arueno, who tells him to do so while maintaining a good grin, Karia, too, returns with a grin that puts a line in his face. I felt my heart, big and ringing. From the bottom of his heel, something unobtrusive emerges.

Oh, I see, I mean, are you the same?

Karia was deep in her chest, and I thought I heard something squeak like that.