A Wish to Grab Happiness

Gemstone. I did hear a man who kept drooling blood in front of me, called that by the Drigman guy. There's only one person I know who's called that name. No. What exactly should I say?

Demon man serving the great demon Zebrellis. Ba-Agatos.

The gem she wraps around is her shield to protect herself, and that's how it's a cannon. The hotline you spit out is so easy to see the flames of a flying dragon. Such a noisy substitute, she used to stroke it like she really loved it.

A woman who ashed five cities and thus turned one large city's share of her life into a whole gem. The very nightmare of mankind.

Does that mean she's in front of you right now? Ringing down my throat. I couldn't get a guy to say I really felt it on my skin. Wrinkles lean between nature and eyebrows.

I understand that the girl who was supposed to have named Reu is showing obvious anomalies. There's no way anyone can still move their mouth with dignity while spitting out vast amounts of blood like crazy. Her pale face and fluttering tone against her feet create unnaturalness, even if she doesn't like it.

Maybe it is if they say it's demonic. But.

- The jewels I once saw are not what they look like to her now.

As far as I can tell, a demon named Agatos had white eyes like the one he has now on his bloody dark red hair. That's what made her look more feminine.

At least, he shouldn't have looked like a kid like Reu. How could that be?

There was one thing intuitive about it. But other than that, I close my eyelids slightly, pouring some other possibilities into my head. That's how I chose words to say them.

"... what's up, Reu. I would have waited in the lodge."

I did not talk to each other, but rather said in the guise of confusion. If I don't know anything, I need to explain what happened and what's going on.

Now, I wanted even one piece of information. Who they really are, what happened and what they did. Is my instinct a hit? Or is it off the hook?

Perhaps the demon Agatos had the original that allowed him to transform. Maybe this is a provisional appearance. I had such slight expectations.

".................. oh. You knew him, I don't remember him very well. But this body is mine now. It's okay. She'll be gone. This is the fate... understand and give up..."

The moment I heard it. I could hear the cramps and the teeth rattling naturally.

- This body belongs to me.

To the point that I didn't know what that meant, I wasn't ignorant either. I understood that the inference that my own instincts led me to was an answer as it was.

How can I expose my emotions? I have no idea how to digest his words. Shit. I felt like I was being pulled the worst label.

That's what he said the demon took the body of a girl named Reu.

After he leaks the word, he sits in the sewer with his feet fluttered. My voice was as petty as ever, but I could still see that my body was already at its limit. A blue-white face makes the exhalation rough. That's how my eyelids seem to flutter heavily.

You'll see about that. Rugis, and I heard Karia whisper so on her shoulder. My fingertips are grabbing my arm slightly to see if my original strength has finally returned. At the same time, the eyes of silver were violently capturing the demon.

I didn't even hate the atmosphere that I felt before. After all, I know her, a hero named Kalia, has to be like this to lie. Otherwise, there is no such thing as a stakeout.

He nods small at Kalia and turns his foot toward the demon man brought to the sitting wall. I fully understood what Kalia said.

Stuck, now he can kill him with ease. That's the thing.

If you do poorly, even the fortress falls single-handedly. Natural enemies of man. That still exposes me to weakness. Probably in an incomplete state.

This is exactly where the opportunity for the coveted came in. If you could have killed the demons here, it would be a lot of accomplishment to make up for this loss. At the waist, the treasure sword was making noises as if it were willful.

I stepped closer, hanging my hand on the pattern. The demon raised his head depressingly and saw this one.

"... me, I'm going to bed. Fix it. That's good. No, it has to be. You know, I like beautiful things. Like a jewel, I want to be glittery. To do this, you have to be free... So fix it."

Is it almost a dream? Show your pale, unfocused eyes and the demon says without clapping.

Staring unanswered, she closed her heavy eyelid within seconds. Its appearance of falling asleep with a blue-white face while spitting out massive amounts of blood is no longer reminiscent of even the dead.

Gems, beautiful things. I'm sure that involves the original of this demon. Because the original is their proof of existence, and that's how they sought it out of its roots. Unless they decay, they will not die in the true sense of the word, even if they receive the death of their flesh.

But physical death doesn't mean it doesn't make sense. That's enough if you want to disappear from this ground.

Pull out the treasure sword, staring at the pale sleeping face. A beautiful purple drew a line in the dim sewer. The glow seemed like only the sword was eligible to be brilliant on this occasion.

The demon in front of him does not look like he raises his eyelids. It was as if he did not know the act of vigilance.

Perhaps now you can just wave down the treasure sword.

"- Rugis, you're doing the right thing. Not wrong as one."

Karia whispered so with her thin breath. I couldn't think of what that meant right now.

Gray-haired girl Reu. She is definitely unhappy. Whatever kind of life you've ever walked through, it's close to swallowing your best misfortune at a time when your body was grabbed by a demon. I should have said bottom line.

I'm sure she will continue to be unhappy. Even if you survive, you cannot live in earnest in a body nested by demons. That will create many more misfortunes.

- Then you'd better turn it down here.

That came to mind, moments.

Only for a moment, my old days floated on my eyelids. Back then it was the worst and worst. No dignity, no will. The days I just couldn't even live. What happened then remained strangely vivid on my eyelids.

On the cheek, with a crooked grin. That's self-derision. I thought it was what made it great.

I decided on my own to decide on the happiness and misfortune of people, to interpret it for my convenience, to move things, etc.

- Because you're a necessary sacrifice, for the good of others. Give up everything, though I know you're unhappy.

In the end, that's what I wanted to say, reasoning with that and this. Self-loathing makes me want to tighten my neck.

Those who say that don't try to sacrifice themselves at any time. He pushes misfortune on people and tries to round it up with every beauty. It's their skill to give a reason why there's no choice but to do it for the good of the whole thing.

They don't want to cross dangerous bridges on their own, but they make people cross dangerous bridges. Oh, didn't I hate them?

Rock your teeth out of disgust and kneel once as you are. That's how the demon - no, I took the shape of holding Leu's belly and held him up with one hand. I remember the fever slightly.

"Sorry, Karia. I don't think it suits my skin that I'm right. I grew up delicate."

I say over my back to Kalia, who says nothing about me holding Leu up. I'm sure, well, I thought you'd get tough words.

Hold on to your back, sigh and Kalia says.

"Have you ever done everything right between me and your journey? Sometimes what I thought was right was wrong, and what I thought was wrong was right."

Then what would she believe later, Karia said in a smiling mix. Silver hair is shaking in a good mood. He feels strangely good today. I wish it were like this all the time.

Karia took it to my back, I said. I felt the words crawl through my back.

"Whether it's right or not. I believe in you. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"- It's a serious responsibility. You can be a little more suspicious."

Idiot, the word was thrown over my back.