A Wish to Grab Happiness

The tent reserved for the Belfein mercenaries at the crest was quite large compared to its size. It seems too broad for the current number of people.

Were you expecting an even bigger crowd to push you, or were you concerned about something? It was with Largdo-Ann that I prepared it, so perhaps the latter. If the place reserved for us is spacious, no one is going to be offended.

That's not to say, it was a great place to serve alcohol. At any rate, there is no voice in the other tents where there is some noise, and most importantly, the liquor you drink in a wide area is delicious.

I pour a cold ale down my throat because of the temperature. After a moment, the pleasant feeling filled my guts.

Dead snow is not a bad verse, but it's only good to be able to drink a full cold ale. From time to time, you can swallow cold drinks with a magician or nobleman. The market is set.

"Has Lord Rugis ever done anything like this?"

Just when two of the mercenaries started slashing each other with swords as a pastime, Vestalinu said, skeptically distorting his expression.

I snorted as I wet my tongue on a guy named Belfein's special ale I got from both mercenaries and paralyzed my lips with a slightly spicy sensation.

"Nothing like that. Bye. It's just that this time, it looks like someone's upset about his behavior in Philos. I'm waiting for a medicine called time to calm me down."

I guess we couldn't afford that when we were being chased to deal with both warcraft planted by Roseau, after all about the city Philos on the boulder. By the time I finally saw the end of it, the field was just getting a little bit more dangerous.

Should I say air or gaze? The feeling that such a thing gradually replaces something stiff has increased lately.

The cause is fialert to Kalia, plus Erdis. So will Mattia and Ann. No one and he had the eye to give me one word, even in an emergency.

The biggest problem is probably Kalia. He's the one who doesn't know what he's going to do, but this time he's going to be special.

Anyway, I have a history of shaking off Karia when I'm on my way to Phyllos if it's not enough to annoy your hand.

In the burns the result of which was on the body's savings, even one of the arms could be slashed off if done poorly. At least you would have done it if I'd known. Definitely.

After all, I would have to have that heat cooled down a little with the cold wind of death and snow.

Exhale, leak. His throat, paralyzed by alcohol, was slightly painful. In front of us, the mercenaries were betting on each other's duels. What a nostalgic, calming landscape.

Ask Vestalinu how Bruder is doing, offering him a cup of ale. She was showing a bewildered atmosphere for a moment, but when she received it, she drank that cup in one breath. Should the boulder be called Bruder's sister or the head of the Berfein mercenary regiment?

"I can't say enough good, but according to Lord Ann, returning to heaven seems to have been avoided. It will leave some scars."

Right, I nodded and put the ale poured into my cup straight into my throat. My throat, it's hot. But at the same time, there was a leak in the back of his chest that was close to appeasement. Right, you're safe.

A man who is a natural enemy of man and who has touched a predator - a demon - is mostly dead. Then if you got over it first, Bruder is lucky, maybe that's what you can say.

But does it leave a scar? Though Bruder would take for granted more to that extent than going to battlefield. Maybe I should have beaten up Roseau's guy about another one.

Cheered from the surroundings. Apparently, a duel has been settled. One of the mercenaries was on his knees bleeding out of his arms. This hand gambling duel is over and the market is set where one bleed out.

Vestalinu, sitting next to him, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"Thank you first for your sister. Next, we'd like to talk to you."

Side by side, I see her face saying that. He looked sincere, seemingly serious. No, I don't think I can even think of a serious girlfriend or a joke.

Keep your lips immersed in the newly poured ale and encourage it to continue. Somehow, I could have predicted what lay ahead. So I didn't even dare to pinch my mouth.

"- In the case at Philos, the action taken by my sister is clearly beyond the point of saying it is dangerous. If it was meant to be, it would have been mutilated and behaved properly."

Vestalinu says so that it can be distracted by the noise of all the mercenaries around him. Everyone and he are overjoyed by the outcome of the bet. I'm probably the only one hearing Vestalinu. Shake your head small so that you agree with the words.

Even though it's dangerous enough to just get inside a hostile city and gather information, it can no longer be described as a routine behavior, such as going to prune the chief's heart.

Of course, that doesn't mean you don't trust Bruder, and sometimes that kind of action is needed. The degree of danger was too high in this case. The result itself rolled toward the good, but it's not surprising that if I'm wrong about one thing, I would have made the worst appearance.

So why did Bruder take such an option himself? Sure, he was the one who would pass a little imposition, but the unscrupulous thing was the nature of not getting his neck out, that should be it.

Vestalinu's strong eyes pierce me. As if it had been accompanied by mass, its gaze had torn its cheeks in pieces. I can see her thin lips, tightened.

"... your sister said it was a souvenir to you. Of course this matter was unstoppable to me. That's how my sister is responsible, too. Lord Rugis, you have no responsibility."

I admire him for being sincere everywhere. Serious, love fairness is what you love. I guess that's the nature of this steel princess. In essence, there is a resemblance to a blueder.

Place the cup completely lost of ale and chew your lips small. Vestalinu, as he bites, said.

"But I understand very well about this one. Your influence is too great for your sister. I have a favor to ask, Lord Rugis. One in two, I want you to make a choice."

So he frowned slightly. Choice, I didn't think much of being told.

Given Vestalinu's character, I thought he might say something like, "Stay away from Bruder in the future or watch your language." Apparently, the one I predicted isn't so much of a guess either.

Vestalinu widens his eyes, says.

"Do you want to never exchange words with your sister again in the future - or I want you to take your sister's hand and pull your hand off the battlefield. In that case, I'll take responsibility and quit the mercenary."

I see, half of it was a hit. The other half, though, is moving in a much different direction.

Outside the tent, listening to a lot of noise, he solidified his expression.

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To be honest, Vestalinu-Guerla didn't like a human being named Rugis. At least, I don't remember making a good impression.

It was a lot of crude words and deeds when we met in Belfein, and most importantly, I don't care that I was arraying beside my own sister.

Of course, in the part of reason, I understand you've helped my sister a lot, and I appreciate it. Emotional panning is something that doesn't break right away.

Besides, Vestalinu's eyebrows about Rugis also caused his sister to strangely talk about him.

While treating her injuries in Galuamaria, her sister's lips tell her about Rugis. Perhaps he hasn't noticed much, but he even talked about most of the same things day after day.

- I don't care.

That's the impression Vestallinu intuitively thinks of Rugis. My beloved sister told me to treat a man like this.

If I remain caged in the countryside and never meet a Rugis person like that, my sister will hold this man in her chest forever. That's uncomfortable for Vestalinu.

Even though we finally have all the sisters and the only family that can stay out of the water with each other. Sometimes it's unacceptable to let someone who doesn't even know where he came from take his heart.

That's not the only reason for boulders. That was also one cause, and Vestalinu decided to join the crest army.

That's how I decided on my mind.

Exchange words with the Rugis, and if he is a discerning, sincere and irresistible heroic man, as his sister put it, it is also good.

But if he was a disgruntled, unworthy man of his sister - even though he was a benefactor, God would forgive him for waving only a little. What, there should be an accident on the battlefield.

In that sense, one incident in Philos was a good opportunity to identify Rugis.

Speaking of the consequences, it was Vestalinu's mood that he could not draw any conclusions.

My sister is terribly impotent for one of these guys, and this guy is impotent for this guy. Its impotence also seemed to be the nature of this man, and it also seemed to be an act of thinking of his sister.

How, what did you decide? It's troublesome to get all aligned and unscrupulous.

But, well. That a man named Rugis doesn't seem to be a vicious man who is being shouted at by the world. That's about it, okay. Although Vestalinu was not bold enough to put it in his mouth lightly.

So I headed to Rugis and pressed for a choice. Do you want to leave your sister or do you want to take her hand?

If you're going to pull your hand off my sister, that's fine. If you take my sister's hand on the other hand, I don't mind that either. Then we shall be with ourselves, and we shall determine this man for a while. Then my sister should be convinced too. It must be the best option because I can identify the essence of this man until the end.

Besides, I don't know what to say, but this guy deserves to be called a hero and prefers too much color. Whatever it is this time, it is also unacceptable for Vestalinu, who loves honesty and fairness. We have to settle that point somewhere.

So I first kept a decree in the Temple of the Virgin and in the Temple of Anne, where I was diligently searching for him. He throws out other duties, and in his own tent he brings out his energy for liquor.

This matter will eventually be passed on to other faces. At that time, what look does the Lord Hero, sitting beside him now, give? Vestalinu's a little bit. That's what I was looking forward to.