A Wish to Grab Happiness

- Now once, let's hear it. Rugis, you're on my side, aren't you?

The moment the words I once heard struck me in the ear, what burst into the back of my chest was neither agitated nor frightened, nor angry again.

Just, just. Pure sorrow represented its appearance from the shadows.

No, I'm not even sure the word sadness deserves to describe my current state of mind. But it was very close to it, for sure. Unexpectedly, my nose hurt.

Gino, and pushing Kalia's long sword back, he takes an intermission again. Calia pulled her sword, even lightly and with little resistance. Those silver eyes capture me straight away, waiting for words to leak out. It even felt like the battlefield, which should still be surrounded by hustle and noise, had lost its sound with the silence of Kalia.

Karia's standing in her eyes looks incredibly small and weak when she thinks of her former days. Again, it hurt like the back of my chest was engraved. It sounds like regret, but the bitten back teeth give a twinkle. My lips, they move, as I am dragged by that pain. His eyes were tight, capturing Kalia.

"Of course not an enemy. But I don't know, Karia. You're a hero's vessel."

Every now and then, it's not even going to come out light-hearted. Oh, my God, this must have blown my mind. Oh, not at all. Not in that case. Even though there isn't.

Slowly, slowly, roll the words to bite them off.

"... if you're stuck in a pebble like me."

It was such a small voice that Karia didn't know if she heard it or not. It must no longer have been a word close to my personal mourning.

Kalia, no, Kalia-Birdnick was an undisputed hero. At least, I know she was.

Indeed, it is true that she was once the Lord of Atrocities, overflowing her chest with the arrogance of the mighty who ravaged and chewed up her weaknesses. It's a fact that he didn't even put teeth on the weak.

But still, a woman named Karia-Birdnick was the champion of the battlefield and out of the reach of ordinary people, oh yeah, one of my admired heroes.

I scorched my chest in my quest for that power. With extraordinary power, he still repeated his workout of sharpening his skeleton, even palpitating to seep blood into his lips.

Yes, Karia-Birdnick was one of my undisputed ideals. But now, how about that? How about her in the eyes now? His eyes, shaking his knees and once hosting a tough light of will, are weak and blurred. That thin, white finger makes me wonder if I can fulfill and wield my love sword again.

Whether they say arrogance or disgrace, let's say it. That must be my fault. Since I've been here, my extra gesture has made a man named Karia-Birdnick look like that to a great hero.

That fact makes my heart bounce up and I'm about to rip my chest open. I knew Karia was showing me feelings close to obsession. Feeling it, I was just satisfied with it, I was the fool. That hero, who was the one I admired, calls me one of them. And how much was saved. How much, how much joy was given to it?

As a result of that delight, I muddled my own admiration. Yeah, I'm sure he hated her somewhere, and I'm sure he hated her for being a disgusting woman. But I didn't want to see her, Karia-Birdnick's, like this.

But being trapped in such an emotion was an instant. The silver hair in the second room swells into the wind on the battlefield. That reminded me of what she looked like once.

"- I mean, is that what you're trying to say, Rugis, that you're not on your side?

The voice that leaked out of that Kalia was such a cold, scared voice, as if running.

Earlier thoughts froze in an instant, and the eyes that were narrowing were unwittingly opened. Nothing, I'm surprised by the cold in that voice, not that. It's just because the voice I just heard is the kind of voice I once heard, the kind of voice I once let myself be bathed in. I didn't know, my legs, they were retreating.

No. That's what I mean. Then all the words I try to leak out of my lips are going to be excuse-dyed, slipping straight down to the back of my throat.

"Well, okay. You got it, Rugis. It'll be good."

I can see Kalia's exhaling voice gradually, feverishly. The weak and blurred silver eyes brighten the shadows of the flames as if they had lighted their will again. That's how those eyes look at me, indisputably myself.

"- How dare you. Well, it's what bounced my hand. I was almost insulted. I've never felt anything like it before."

Though the word itself is covered with thorns, the look on Karia's face that spits it has some shaky grin. Looking at that look alone, it's more like I'm going to get the wrong idea that its chest is filled with joy.

But those eyes are like, they're not smiling. Rather, like a raptor it is.

Tasteless. Now I understand. I picked out probably the worst of a few choices. Whatever the emotions held in my chest, I would have had the option to take Karia's hand and tell her that you were my companion. Alternatively, it could have been a choice that would have pushed the hand away strongly. And all of that should have led to much better results than this choice.

But I made the choice of showing this woman the gap.

"There's only one more thing to take than insulted. That's how we behave, and the code of the battlefield."

So Karia groaned, and laid down the silver sword that had been grated gently on the ground. The slightly inclined sunlight brightened its silver colour.

My heart gives me palpitations. Because I understand what the words mean by the deed. So this woman already knows the insult and what she wants when she uses the word.

Behind the lid, the sight in the nostalgic tavern was now even more thought of.

"Rugis - you have stepped on my dignity and painted me with mud on my honor"

That does not swear a duel for a mild liquor store, as it once was. Perhaps of the knight, which is also spoken by the upper class, the word of oath. Word of divine blessing, of those who wager their pride and their lives to fight.

"Therefore, I will return your life and mine to heaven once and for all. So let's give the winner two lives - Rugis, I'll give you a duel."

That wasn't the kind of voice that could only be delivered between me and Kalia earlier. It was a loud, clear voice that made me wonder if it would echo across the battlefield anymore.