A Wish to Grab Happiness

King Garrist Capital. Or the demonic reigning city of Alche.

It was precisely a gift of good fortune that Karia-Birdnick, facing the devil, picked up his life in that land where strife rolled.

That the demon interception was just an aggressive reaction. So the blood of the giant, now rolling in colour, connected her life.

Otherwise, you can't still live with enough blood overflowing from your limbs. If she were just a human being, the moment her arms and legs were pierced by the tree, her consciousness would have been lost and her body would have been desperate as it was.

So it is good to say that her survival was undoubtedly supported by its good fortune and the stubbornness of her flesh. That would undoubtedly be a pleasure. Normally, yes, it's not a good idea to survive and not be happy.

Unfortunately for her, it wasn't.

- I want to fall asleep forever. How good would that have been?

In the sewer, a loud international roar rang from the surface. Hearing it somewhere far away, Kalia was drooling her silver hair at no time and throwing her limbs without force. No, it might be more right not to be powerless.

Naturally, once the arm or leg is nearly severed, it does not recover rapidly, even with the blood of a giant. Instead, I was stunned just to have a feeling of paralysis.

But the slight residual sensation also scatters through the strong and brittle spirit of Kalia.

I suffered defeat, without even doing my part, and exposed myself to ugliness in front of a thinker.

Every time I think about it, Kalia's chest is filled with bitter things close to gastric juice. But I couldn't help but think. Self-loathing is something that erodes from the inside of itself no matter how much it resists.

Oh, terrible misery. I want to disappear. That would blow everything away from the numerous worries and the humiliations that are going to burn. Karia was just looking at her swinging back in front of her, even remembering to give up like that.

"What, shut up. You had a bad dream or something."

Rugis' voice can be heard right next door. He felt his back, which kept his weight, move in tandem with his voice.

Kalia, who couldn't even move her fingertips, was just held by Rugis' back and taken inside the sewer. This has been happening since my consciousness came back, so maybe he's the one who let me escape to the sewer. Then I couldn't even take off the crisis by myself. The unnecessarily miserable increases.

He was scowling through the universe with his limbs swayed loosely. Even though Rugis cannot be said to be very safe, only he is held in this way. Karia slipped her cheeks down to the back in front of her, almost even scratching tears.

I want to die. I grumble so much in my chest over and over again about the extra humiliation and the pity of not even being able to play enough of my part.

But when I looked at the back in front of me, I really remained obsessed. Kalia tells him to squeal as he lays down his silver eyes.

"... sorry. I... failed. Whatever, say it..."

I didn't know if it was directed at Rugis, or if it was self-blame on me. However, for Kalia, it was certain that she had more energy than confronting the devil to squeeze out those words.

What if they say there's no choice but to sigh here? If you were uttered words containing such discouragement and contempt. What shall I do? Karia reflexively asks herself that.

I can't even stand by myself right now. I just can't help but lay low on the ground and weep miserably.

Rugis said, sighing. Karia's thin shoulders were trembling and her face was losing its mind.

"Don't be ridiculous, Karia. You are perfect at all times. The devil or the devil, but I've never seen you jerk off in front of them."

Karia's cheek, shivering. In response to Rugis' words, Karia said nothing with her face buried in the back in front of her. I was just biting off the emotion in my chest.

I see that silver hair shaking to describe her chest.

Karia had no words for how she should describe this emotion, but it makes no difference that it is something similar to joy. Wonder, he remembered the taste of honeysuckle on his tongue.

"You're more of a screw-up than me. That son of a bitch took me straight up there. I knew the devil was unscrupulous, but I want you to know something a little more subtractive."

With those words lined up, Karia loosens her silver eyes lightly when she sees Rugis reinforcing her tone. Even as I replied to his words, I was thinking something completely different in my chest. I know it's out of place.

There's nobody here but Rugis and Kalia. There is no reason for others to enter into conversation along the way. These situations have become quite unusual these days.

There was always someone around him these days. It was Fialert or Eldis, or Mattia or others.

It's strange to be on the run, but it's really unusual to have time to talk calmly, like right now. Karia even opens her mouth with love.

"So how do we fight the additions and subtractions against the stranger? How can I kill you - can I kill you?

Karia listened, as she asked the settled answer. Nature and a smile were on my cheek. In Kalia's head, when we were still traveling together. When I was very, very happy now that I think about it, I was remembered.

Rugis lets her shoulder tilt for a moment, then says.

"- Bye. I don't know if I can kill you. Heroes, demons, great demons, even gods die when they die. I'll kill you."

Rugis speaks in a lively voice, even though he says he is suffering defeat, his whole body will be a blur. Karia nodded as she felt something strange in that voice that even caged her sense of reality somewhere.

Even if that was an unfounded word. If he says so, it is enough for Karia to believe. Karia spoke out as she opened her silver eyes as she rubbed her excess obsession against its back.

"Right. Then kill as you say. Let's kill him and show him."

A silver gaze peered through Rugis' shoulder and pierced the back of the sewer. He sees it again.

Kalia's limbs are still paralyzed and not moving enough. Black scarlet may be used in the original script.

But he says he can kill you.

Then you have to make it true. Kalia brightens her silver eyes by exhaling hot exhales and spilling the blood of the giant biters all over her body. As soon as that fingertip tried to rise, a voice arrived from the tip of his gaze.

"... I'll kill you, but I won't. Humans these days, you use noisy words right away. That's called savagery. Didn't you know? Or do you know and use it? Then he's like a drigman. It's extra easy."

Oh, I got the name of the shitty guy, she said.

White hair, lightly colored eyes that aren't what they were originally. There she was, that girl who was supposed to be named Reu. She said, pointing Sang's voice as she draped so much blood from her right arm.

Its complexion is blue and white, its breath is rough. I could see clear fatigue. However, the voice remained stunned, as if it did not feel any physical abnormality. I see my feet fluttering.

"You guys are... human, you're human. Then you know how to fix humans. Then fix it. I'm going to have to crush that army fairy."

- Same species as the controller Drigman. Demon. The gem Ba-Agatos said so, as he commanded you to fix things.