A Wish to Grab Happiness

A room in the puppet city of Philos. It was an international small room, among the multiple office rooms that the facades of the crest were prepared to govern the city.

There is no need to store or record important documents in this room. Just face to face speaks the word and keeps it in a corner of your head. So there was no problem in a very small room.

That is certainly true when it comes to meetings, but it is not formal. Because the recording officer will always follow in that case. More than that, externally, this is just an exchange of views that I don't love.

Hence the place and its participants. It was not officially recorded.

One of the participants. An old man opens his mouth pale.

"I guess there's nothing I can do. More than his people move and the Virgin is shielded back. There are no practitioners who can disagree with each other."

And if the Queen of Gaza is to have that shoulder, she can't even move her lips. Yes, the man goes on.

Words uttered without a coward even seem inexorable, but this was the man's usual attitude. As such, the man has not been badly evaluated in that regard.

Being able to speak frankly is a rare talent in practice. Then he was also an honest man in practical terms. Is things okay or not? It's his specialty to cut it off.

Because of those abilities, he holds the position of lead administration in the city of Philos, which divides practice. The gray hair, which seemed slightly mixed between the hair, smelled the struggle of a man lumping up one city.

"... ok. I'll tell you what the Virgin needs now."

After receiving the man's words in depth. The old man, who had multiple wrinkles engraved in his face, told him to snort. The man drinks down his words with a slight nervousness, albeit not in his expression.

The old man is Saleinio, a heavily crested town. He has been involved in the affairs of the crest religion since before the birth of the present Virgin, a man who has recreated the organizational foundations of the crest religion, which was about to collapse.

It is only said that he was originally on the road as a scholar, whose intellectual enlightenment and historical insights keep an eye on him. That right of say is still significant after he left office, and in fact he was still in a position like a crest counselor.

There is only one cause when it comes to how a man, who should also be the elder, carves deep wrinkles darker and has a hard look even from the edges.

- As for the behaviour of the hero Rugis, who is proud of his crest religion.

In short, it seems that Salenio is greatly dissatisfied with the current situation regarding his person. Regardless, the vast majority of the crest elders as well as him.

There is a side of Salenio's voice that feels somewhere outrageous.

What the hell is that? What kind of person are you from?

The man remembered hearing such a frustrating and irritating voice of the seniors many times. Who is that person that the Virgin took her own hand from?

But that would also be a natural voice. I hear that young man named Rugis was only an adventurer at first. I don't know where it came from, or what the bloodline is. It's just a horsebone.

How often does he join hands with the crest religion? That's how he was even festived by his allies, no crest heroes. Besides, give him two letters of the seal of authority of the crest religion.

From the seniors who have long been the foundation of crest teaching, they will feel like what to do to young people who don't know much.

Whether or not the Virgin Mattia was also exhausted in the process, it is another story when it comes to accepting everything immediately. Whether you can understand it as knowledge or not, it is so easy to reach emotional satisfaction.

Though I wonder what it would be like for a crest person who values intelligence and reason to be swept away by emotions. There is no better way to do that than to be an organization that is stacked and made of humans. The man understood that he couldn't even be there, such as someone who could abandon all his emotions.

"Although there was talk on the floor of direct interference in the Garrist kingdom. What have the details come to be?"

Voices like rubbing dead trees. An old woman makes her voice sound indoors, still including something strong in tone. I would count sixty years old now, but I still had a strange temper in my eyes.

I guess she also has enough place to think about the deeds of the Rugis. Indoor air is compressed for a moment by its irritating and airy voice.

"This is where the Virgin Mattia is now visiting the Hall of Heroes. I was wondering if it would be better if the story hardened by the end of the evening. The same goes for prison Bella."

A rare young voice answers this occasion. The woman nodded and leaked her exhale.

Apparently, he was still angry. The man shouts his throat unnoticed as he rocks his gray hair.

What doesn't inspire the seniors' emotions is what can be described as his despotic behavior.

I didn't care how they moved when I was still a collaborator. Because it is common for adventurers to prefer arbitrary behavior.

The race of adventurers does not try to understand the fundamentals of what is called organization. They are the ones who do not obey the command as good, but make their own judgment good. So it was well understood by the man that the Rugis were former adventurers.

But a hero of crest teachings, no one with a golden crest, is in trouble with that. It is the frank voice of Salenio and the elders.

Do not be a person in an organization who moves alone or exercises arbitrariness. It is unlikely that intelligence and reason will prevail in the crest teachings. Then that's what the organization can't maintain.

Indeed, it is the right word. It would make sense.

But in the end, the man was wearing it before he built it. The man looks seriously through the abyss of his glasses. What the old men are really concerned about is more, another part. It's a more stubborn part.

I am concerned that his people will build up success and glory as they are, and consequently become absolute monarchs of the crest. As such, I wonder if the powers of the elders will be removed.

Even so, the man thinks it would be apart of Salenio alone. He is a monster of crest philosophy and doctrine. Though I have the talent to form an organization and the ambition to match it. Still, he has a better philosophy than ambition. That's what he was.

I guess that's why Rugis doesn't feel extra comfortable taking authoritarian action. Whatever it is, there is a crest religion in the situation that is now half-ambiguous.

As things stand, there is no mechanism for stopping human beings supported by Virgin Mattia and Queen Eldis in the crest religion. No one can prevent them from doing more than they affirm him. Often, it becomes the right thing to do.

If it is just a mediocre person who is supported in this. It was a one-time emergency that ended it.

Abominable for the elders and delightful for the crest religion. The Rugis were indisputable heroes. The track record is no longer necessary to talk about. I can't even hide it.

If you look at it that way from the general public, he is only an object of admiration that will lead you to success.

As long as victory and glory are on his back, the Utilitarian Virgin and the Generalists affirm him. No matter how much discipline is chewed up and pledges broken in the process leading up to where they are.

Because of that background, the elders could not reach him so easily. Once you pull the bow, the moment you hit it badly, you could get yourself shot. They are very unsavory.

Therefore, the outrage never appeared on the surface, but turned behind the scenes as a ploy. Don't let anyone know.

How can we suppress his people? How do we take authority away from his people? What is the best way to get the end of it?

- It's still good. Worth using. But a great hero is something that always leaves its roots behind. If so, it is at the same time as the end of the war that we must reach its end.

The man understands whether it is a faceted, common perception of him here. The decapitation blade must be thrown away if the death row is gone.

It's just that, in fact, men weren't as assertive about Rugis as the people around them.

No, in terms of reason. These kinds of attempts are cut off as necessary. The more powerful it is, the more deterrent it needs to be just to counter it as an organization. Considering that his people are not born crest believers, it won't be enough to be prepared.

But in emotional terms. Honestly, I don't feel exhilarated by his actions.

A man understands his abilities. I can't do that to myself. Decline whether it is possible or impossible before stepping forward. How many sights the man had.

I'm sure the Rugis won't do it. So I can behave like that. Greatness and stupidity are good things that exist in the back.

I won't put it in my mouth. However, there is a little bit of expectation. Just that. At the age when the grey hair began to stand out, the man mocked himself in the chest wondering what he was thinking.

The exchange of views on the spot is filled with dissuasive words to his people. Saleinio is one of its hubs.

That's how there was another hub today. Rather, it was because of her presence that she set up a place for an exchange of views in the puppet city of Philos. It is only if you are a person who moves around every part of the country and is not caught inside.

Salenio moved her wrinkled lips and asked.

"I also want your opinion - Ann. Neither the interference in the Garrist kingdom he spoke of, nor the story of destroying the Warcraft. How far is it serious and how far should it be considered as part of the bargaining materials"

Larguedo-Ann responded to the pale night with a gaze reminiscent of Saleinio's robustness. I didn't do anything to make you look for other emotions.

I said, behaving in the street at all times on this occasion.

"You'll mean it all. He's a bad guide and a bad liar. Speaking of swinging the sword, swing it as it is. Because that's who he is."

Ann pulls her jaw and carries on the words with a thin grin on her cheek.

"So let me give you directions. That's the way the last Tsujitsu fits in with me."