A Wish to Grab Happiness

- The spectacular defense of Kalia and the Beast of Meat is making a sound in the darkness at night.

The battle between the two, the sight of blood and flesh flying apart, I was looking down the hallway from the second floor of the Lordship Hall, just destroyed by that monster. Thanks to the fact that most of the walls have been smashed and scattered, the view is very good. Every time the cold wind strokes my cheeks, I feel chilly all over my body.

My knees lost strength from time to time and made my body jerk off. My brain keeps giving orders that I've been patient with my legs for a while now, but I can't do it right, I can't stand up straight, and it's no longer difficult to walk. Therefore, to get here, he became a feather running up the stairs, fluttering his body.

Nothing unusual. If that sounds like me again, it seems.

My throat is lighter, and when I frown, I rise. Not as luxurious as wanting elegance. But at least for a little while, I'd like to try to look and behave. I don't think God will forgive me.

I can't tell you how good it looks to have to carry a leg to a place like this in order to stick a blade to that monster, the meat beast.

A way to fight that I'm sure looks good is like facing each other from the front and making names for each other, and then cutting them together with their enemies in a dignified manner as they are. That's how you fight.

At least now I can't afford to be square with that monster in front of me. No, not even if your body is in perfect condition.

But still, there are some things I can do. Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Even if you can't wield your sword, your legs will no longer be strong enough to form a spear. That's what I came here for.

- Oh, it should be. That should have been it.

Hang your feet outside the hallway, which no longer became the abyss of a cliff, spitting cold air out of your lungs. That's how I got wind on my cheek, looking down at the monster under my eyes, I said.

"- So what's the reason I shouldn't help them?"

I would be standing behind you, speaking to someone. No, I already know who's there. I know, but it was still not well accepted in the back of my chest to see if it was true.

The person slowly leaks his voice behind him. It was such a voice, like gently stroking the back of my ear, that I felt strange to hear it.

"It's settled, Rugis. They're traitors, heathens. Unforgiven people, not themselves."

Slightly turning his face, he saw a golden eye that showed some emptiness blinking in a hallway without light. Hair of the same colour as eyes shakes as if it were shaking in the wind.

White skin and thin fingers that can still be seen in the dark, if touched, may become brittle and crumbly. The appearance even makes it seem more meticulous over the years.

Yes, its appearance is indisputable. You can't even look at it wrong. My childhood friend and thinker - Arueno's.

The grin she shows with her cheeks collapsed is adorable and innocent everywhere. Its tiny, swinging lips spin the words.

"Of course, they should be given salvation. At the same time, however, trials must be given. Only through that test will salvation make sense. Yeah, that's what it is, Rugis."

There is no precipitation whatsoever in the words spoken, and it is so told as to flow. I guess that means she believes her words from the bottom of her heart. There is no mistake. I am convinced that what I say is right. Arueno looked like that. My eyebrows, I don't know, bounce.

"... but if that's a sin, so will I. If Kalia, Fialert, they're going to be given a test, there's no reason I can't give it to them."

The sound of a sword trident echoing from downstairs strikes my ear. I watched Karia's silver hair shake, and, yes, I was leaking my voice naturally.

Naturally, I doubt it. If they're sinners, I must be given more than that. I should have been given. Even so, they're the only ones who can give me the test, and I'm watching it eventually, which doesn't make much sense.

Kotsuki, and I heard Arueno's foot hit the hallway. Even its footsteps cause the chest to feel as if it hadn't changed in the past.

"Yeah, right. You're right. You're also a very, very guilty sinner, Rugis."

I could see from the footsteps and their voices that the Arueno behind me was slowly approaching here. I narrowed my eyes, but with my legs hanging from the bottom of the hallway, I didn't move. Slightly shaky vision. A voice falling on my ear really reminded me of those days.

What comes to my eyes is me and Arueno in the orphanage, and my raised parent, Mr. Nines, was laughing. Um, sight. It feels clear, as if it is right in front of you.

Right next to his back, Arueno's voice, sounded.

"But that's why you can't go help. Because you have your trials, and they have their trials."

I can see Arueno's arm wrapped around his neck. I felt Arueno's presence, right near my back.

Yes, is it? Is the word possibly all right?

It sounded strange to me, but Arueno's voice was there. It sounds like it naturally wraps people's minds around their hands. My fingertips tremble small. I almost unwittingly retreat behind my legs that hung in the abyss. In front of him, Arueno's white, thin fingers were visible.

Oh, yeah, but what do you get lost in? What do you have to patrol?

Wasn't I craving this hand more than anything? Above all, are you here now to lust for a human being named Arueno and to reach her? Well, what I have to do now is settled, that's for sure.

My heart jumped slightly behind my chest. so that Arueno's body could be felt closer, had been.

"- Plus, Rugis, where you helped them, it doesn't mean anything. You'll never beat that guardian beast. To win, to be inspired is nothing more than a waste."

Arueno's words were strange, cold, and that's how he was creeping into the back of his ear. In a flowing voice tone, she continues her words.

"Because that is a beast sent by God. It's impossible for a human to win. They're trying to win because it's a waste of effort. All we really need is to pray, pray, and ask God for salvation"

That's all. The words were whispered so far away that I thought my lips would touch my ears right next to mine. It was as if it even contained a grinning sound of standing up to that tough beast.

Again, strong, heartbeat.