A Wish to Grab Happiness

Rebellion by Largud-Ann to the anti-Rugis faction. It made the elders and their factions around Salenio strike waves of agitation not least.

The fact that she no longer enjoys the great trust of Virgin Mattia, and is its right-hand man, admits it to herself. I can also ask that from the fact that the puppet city of Philos has been given the right to rule.

Besides, the presence of Anne was also a valuable personnel who could serve as an alternative to the Virgin, albeit temporarily. Had it not been for her, she would not have gone to the front with the Stone Virgin herself.

Even considering the increased morale of the Virgin herself in carrying out the expedition and the interest of always being able to exercise control of the situation on the front lines, there is no way that an expedition can be carried out without a human being able to master inner affairs. The Virgin believes Anne can do it.

That is why Largd-Ann's words will sound heavier on the Virgin than anyone else's. What if she did not cover up the plans of the elders, and their words and deeds, and tell the Virgin. They are the truth and the Virgin understands.

Then the Virgin doesn't know what she's going to do. Until now, it had moved in a direction that allowed the elders to restrain their movements, but there was also ample possibility of moving on to the final cutting.

Whatever it is, Ann's rebellion makes factional rivalries within the crest clearer, and it is easy to imagine that even division as an organization would be jeopardized. In that way, it could have become fragile with the power base of the elders.

The elders' argument shortly after the letter therefore arrived seemed to be just as feverish. They spit from the corner of their mouth and overlap their words as they deepen the wrinkles carved into their faces.

"I guess there's an inside man out. It's only natural to leave once your attitude has broken down."

"Things have changed, but I didn't even give you some excuse. Ralgud-Ann and I have no hands."

There are two opposing speeches. Will it continue its obstructive work against the passive Great Expedition as it is now? Or will you show a cooperative attitude in order to improve your attitude once? This policy had to be decided quickly. If the time passes when policy remains uncertain, it could generate further renegades.

At least I want to avoid giving the Virgin or Anne some pretext. That was the idea of the majority of the seniors.

- Except for someone named Saleinio.

In anticipation of the time when a large part of his opinion came out on the spot, Saleinio moved his dry lips slowly.

"... Gallu Amalia is hard to defend. I don't think about that little girl and the repression by the soldiers. It's that way to swallow the damage if you move heavily. If so, all you can do is stand up and pay for it."

This letter will also be part of his aim, and Salenio leaks the words pale as he even smiles. That rational tone was his usual way of speaking.

I could see some emotion there, but not as intense a way of speaking as the other seniors. It only slightly calmed the people around us.

So what should we do, the old lady next to Salenio asked. The wrinkles on his expression were deeply engraved. Saleinio nodded lightly and said. True, as you deserve.

"My little girl's belly has a long battle to explore the gaps while we can't move with each other. Then the story is simple - we attack from this side. Prepare the soldiers."

Salenio said that, for the first time in a long time, with a fever for words. When did he shake it, he grinned deeply at the wrinkles. I even behaved relaxed.

On the other hand, several elders looked uniformly out of agitation and impatience. There are even those who still have the expression of incomprehension of what Salenio is saying.

What does it mean to attack? You mean lead the soldiers to take down the puppet city of Philos? Such thoughts crawl through the brain marrow in a flash, and that's how they make noise in the bosoms of the elders.

"Silly, only soldiers of the town guard are here right now. Besides, the time of year is death and snow. The siege is not serious. Besides, if the Virgin's soldiers came back, wouldn't that be it?

To the elder, who says with a tight face, says Salenio. The eyes open wide and the tongue moves happily somewhere.

"Stupid, not stupid. That's what my little girl thinks. We're at a great disadvantage to attack, and we can't be serious."

Put aside a moment and let him gaze around before he opened his mouth again.

"So you do."

When the Virgin finishes everything before she returns, Saleinio says.

The number of soldiers in the town of Philos is less than a thousand and inferior to the number of soldiers in Galuamaria. Besides, there is little food reserved. It should be releasing most of that towards the front line. The place is in our favor. If it was a short-term battle, there was certainly a chance of winning.

But on the contrary, it can be matched by a number of disadvantages.

If the Virgin returns before this is over, we can only surrender to the overwhelming difference in troop numbers. Then naturally the majority of the senators will be cut off. Besides, there was a good chance that the guardian of Galuamaria would become thin and be able to keep an eye on demonization. And where she grabbed the victory, the Virgin might speak of herself as a traitor.

To the elder who argues so, Saleinio told him to scoff.

"The Virgin is smart. If you lose your little girl, and if they take control of the city of Philos, you're not the kind of person who chooses to be cut off easily."

If we do that, the crest teachings will undoubtedly split and lose most of their function. That savage Virgin deserves to understand that.

And. Salenio tries to carry on the words and says: Its eyes were unusual for him and fierce as an eagle.

"There is nothing to gain from the act of not bearing wounds and blood on your hands. Glory does not come to those who do not swallow their labor. You guys think that Nong has grown his crest teachings without ever getting his hands dirty again!

To the words of that Salenio, the breathing around him stops for a moment. The air itself had a tense atmosphere.

A man who recreated from the ground up the very organization, the crest religion, which was no longer in the grip of collapse in the past. That's the guy named Salenio.

There's no way that all those feats can work out just beautifully.

I've bled, I've bled. Sometimes violence is more than just knowledge. So the elders knew this man was horrible.

While martyred by the philosophy and doctrine of the crest, the means for doing so are not as if they were an attempt to choose. Affirms violence on it, weighing in on reason.

Salenio. The monster, rooted in the crest religion, is old and shows one of its scales.

Given the way it is, maybe the aversion he displays to Rugis is not an overreaction to foreign objects, but something close to cognate aversion.

When Salenio finished his words, the elders who consolidated their surroundings opened their mouths in anticipation of the time.

"... let's agree. If Lord Salenio is to be said."

That will ripple through a number of them, making up the vast majority of the elders. Originally they were Saleinio's adherents, and naturally their roots had been turned before the debate.

So, at the end of the day. There was no such thing as disputing Salenio. Rather than that, only to the extent of the Virgin can any longer release a grand word against Salenio.

He nods contentedly and shakes his beard. I told him to prepare the soldiers immediately.

- The crest religion is the son of Non. Let's take them away. Don't think it's easy, little girl.

Its eyes showed a glimmering light, staring in the direction of the city of Philos.