A Wish to Grab Happiness

Both crest instructors and mercenaries are stationed outside the puppet city of Philos. Will the numbers add up to hundreds of places?

These soldiers are certainly meant to keep Philos from being invaded by other forces, but rather to protect the city from the warcraft enlivened by death and snow.

Sometimes there are militias in the city of Philos itself, but given its size, I guess around Mattia thought it needed reinforcement.

I honestly feel sorry for the soldiers and mercenaries exposed to field missions in the cold wind. I need a little more patience. Let's pour in some booze again.

Open your mouth as you gaze at the enthusiastic merchants who are shouting out loud at both soldiers and mercenaries.

"Are you hurt already? I heard you were still in therapy."

Let the chewing tobacco bite your lips and gently put the smell through your nose. I loosened my cheeks unknowingly, and said to my nostalgic, and then familiar face.

The gaze opponent, Bruder, rings his neck as he crawls his fingers on the edge of his hat. There was something embarrassing about that look.

"Come on, employer. This one's not the kind of thing you'd be in bed with all the time. I'd rather be moving a little better."

My brown hair jumps hollow and erases the white of Dead Snow. You can say that almost entirely if you meditate your eyes on the stiffness of the movement.

The fold of the commotion that once fell this Philos, the great wound inflicted on the Roseau Demon. I thought mercenaries would be out of business if they did poorly, but they got over it well with the guidance.

Was there a doctor with good arms, or her own vitality?

Whatever it is, it's not easy to see. Anyway, she's the only friend I've ever had. It's about time you bought a new wine to celebrate.

But...

"So, how did you fall from it and follow me?"

Tighten your eyes as you clasp your shoulders. From earlier on, Bruder stopped his leg as well if I stopped his leg, and if he moved out, he would follow me back again. It's not a bird chick.

Bruder flashed his shoulders wide to imitate me, showing his brown eyes well.

"My position is complicated, too. It's just that the Virgin seems to care a lot if her employer doesn't pop up on her own."

The look on Bruder's face made him ask what he had done.

Right, Mattia? It's not strange that she should keep a grand eye on people like this. He's an outsider and a bold invincible, that one.

No, but I do think the prison Bella thing was bad. Still don't even need a watchman, do you?

It's not that easy to sit back with me. He said he was unexpectedly thinking about things and then winging his legs. I'd like you to trust me a little bit more.

Look at me leaking my exhale, and somewhere funny, Bruder lines up the words.

"What, are you uncomfortable with me being here? If you don't like it that much, you can lurk somewhere."

Like me, he chews cigarettes, and Bruder tells him to tease. Ringing his throat, I give that back to him wondering if that's the case.

There's no way you can say that to me when you point to a former friend and you're dissatisfied. I can't say enough that I feel good about being watched.

Virgin Mattia, so did Eldis, I finished telling her the approximate story. The environment surrounding the concubine princess. And about the catastrophe and the demons. That's how I drew the road.

I don't know how far they can get this story in. Whatever, I can't say that everything is a credible story, and I don't think anything I want to organize based on that story can move so easily.

That's what organizations are for. The bigger it gets, the duller its decisions become. So no wonder Mattia or Eldis came to a conclusion.

But whatever decision the crest and the Gaza Strip make, I'm different.

I can't just be watching everything without doing anything myself. Such a point has already passed.

The smell of chewing tobacco, mixed with the smell of iron, stabs him in the nostrils.

"Hey, employer... I think I've heard something similar before. Can I ask you something?"

Blooder opens his mouth strangely. Once upon a time, there was nothing inside. One way or the other, she was of the nature of wanting candid words.

Turn to the side and encourage the words. I only slightly stiffened my lips.

"- I just asked lightly. He's a demon, he's a great demon. Is that a problem that employers have to do something about? Enough already. Isn't that enough? If there's a responsibility, I think it's fulfilling enough."

A brown eye looks at this one with some emotions mixed in. I looked straight back at it.

Well, I guess these are her own words of concern. From the verses of words, shaky emotions were hidden.

Cheeks loose. Yeah, really, she's no different from when she was.

"As far as I can tell, I don't know what an individual is talking about anymore. The target is a disaster. Don't you have to cage your employer to do something about it?"

Or I was wondering if it was something or even an end. That's what Bruder carries on the word.

Just for a moment, open your mouth. My cheeks were heavily distorted.

"Right. To get rid of the importance, there are people who deserve it - heroes, brave men. It's easy if you leave it to them. Just go to sleep and wait, and they'll bring you peace."

Behind the lid, the sight I once saw reflected.

Golden them. Scorch, that back you reached out from the depths of your chest. Am I about to hang my finger on that back right now? I can't figure that out.

Breathing out, it was hot. My heart is strangely light.

"- But it's not enough. I don't have a hero, Bruder. Then you'll have to be a hero."

If there is no hero like that sun, if he chopped down with this hand as if he could not catch up. There's no way I can escape my destiny anymore. We just have to move on and die where we deserve.

I accidentally leaked my exhale when I saw Bruder look stiff. I didn't mean to make it so much of an intrusive story, but apparently I got extra worried.

Let your lips pull and gently rattle your mouth out of your throat.

"Why don't we swallow some good wine and eat venison when things settle down? Vez would be nice with you, wouldn't he?

Unfortunately, Vestallinu is stuck in prison bella, but at some point this sister and I both wanted to have a drink. Oh, my God, that sounds fun. I'm sure it'll be a peaceful time.

I don't know how long it will be after all this is over. Still, every one of these words is a guide and a salvation.

At the end of the day, staring at Bruder's face, his expression gave him a strange twinkle.

I don't know, that face.

"... you've been close to people's sisters for a long time, employer. You've come to call each other by your nickname?

Oh, speaking of which, yeah. I nod slightly in the wind that there was a point.

It's only recently that Vess and I started calling Vestalinu that. There's nothing strange about being wondered. Especially if it's from Bruder, it's about my precious sister. I guess I care extra.

I scratched what happened at the prison bella and put it into words, but Bruder still pointed his lips as if he had caught on a little. The brown eyes looked at this side thinly.

After a short silent time, Bruder says.

"Then I can call you by your real name, too. Not when you two are together. Not that I don't like the name Blooder."

Don't know, enlarge your eyes. Suddenly, there was a slight confusion in his chest.

I knew the name Blooder was supposed to be her father's name.

But as far as I'm concerned, I'm honestly more familiar with this one, and she didn't seem to care about it either, so I let her use it.

When it comes to your real name, what is it that you are unfamiliar with calling it? There was something like embarrassment. But the brown eyes staring straight at this one probably won't let me get away.

I smiled bitterly and called the name with a smile on my shoulder. So finally, she was satisfied, too. If you forgive me, I'd be glad to hear it.

Such a fold, fuzz, narrow your eyes. There was a noise of buzz and the dead snow blew hard.

Snow licks all over the garrison. Apparently again this evening, there was going to be a lot of dead snow. Trouble. The white breath was hidden somewhere.

A grey sky that is likely to be inhaled causes a twist and makes a noise.

Moment after moment, my heart rang.

A hot feeling runs around the chest and the treasure sword at the waist echoes the sound. My whole body of blood remembered a strange deviation.

Why not? I have a strange heartbeat. I had a bad feeling, a very bad feeling. Oh, that's the chill I once felt. It feels as if it was even stuck in the spine with ice.

Demon. That's how the Great Demon is. I felt those footsteps in my ears.