A Wish to Grab Happiness

Black covers it up, from corner to corner of sight. The demon figure that was in front of him scratched out, and what his eyes reflected turned black.

Moments, a bounced out breath is thrown out of your mouth as if you've lost your way. Only the sound of the heart was heard in his ears.

In a space of nothing, only thoughts move.

What the hell is this? Erdis black fog. But why? When I asked myself that in my chest, I felt so hot in my skull. I am intoxicated like after drinking too much good wine. My feet fluttered slightly.

"You should exhale the hot accumulated breath, Rugis. This place won't be the end of the journey. I wonder what we've been doing."

Not a voice with a little sweetness, as usual, but a crisp Eldis voice behind his ears. It was the voice of an elf as queen.

I didn't see him, but as if he was right beside me. The voice forcefully grabs my spirit and makes me forgive.

Blink your eyelids a few times and tighten your mouth. The spirit was finally starting to restore calm. What have you come to do? It's settled, I'm here to kill the devil.

Oh, yeah. I didn't come here to wave my sword when it was dark.

Crawl your hands in your mouth. It was the extreme of humiliation. Raise the blood on your head before you look like your grandfather. I just wave the treasure sword forcefully as I raise my voice driven by passion. It looks terrible while I'm at it. What an ugly state.

That's not the technique my grandfather taught me. It was a battle of fools. Once upon a time as an adventurer.

Correct your posture and rearrange the treasure sword with both hands as you leak your breath. The treasure sword shook the tip of the sword as it echoed.

Responding to Eldis with a gentle shoulder clasp, the voice regains its softness.

"I can't believe you're being swept away by a wave of passion. Will you be just as angry if I get killed?"

With the sword tip of the treasure sword, shake black. I could see the black in front of me slowly diminishing to see if it was a good addition or subtraction limit.

Says Eldis as he distorts his cheeks in his light mouth.

"Don't be silly, I won't let you kill me."

The black flips, turns white and clear. He closed his mouth again and narrowed his gaze. I give you the tip of my sword as I tighten my armpit.

Ahead, there it is. No matter how much flesh he slashes, the anomaly that doesn't try to die is staring at me with the flesh assembled again as he drips blood all around him. Just be cool and keep your emotions in check.

My cheeks are shredded, my mouth showing my gums says. Drigman's, like running scared.

"... I see. This fierce resoluteness. Are you a relative of that man, not Altier? What a good thing."

I really miss it. Drigman spoke with his hands gently open as he regenerated the meat. It is not strange to see a man's flesh come together again and again.

That's how Drigman sighed loudly. It's a very unlikely behavior to be in a sword-sharing battlefield. The body is gaining strength without alarm, but for the first time, he shows something emotional in his face.

"Make it him. Make it Altier, he killed my men very well. And so are you. Nothing to complain about. That would depend on my incompetence."

Speaking so in words, it must have felt like there was something unwinding flowing in Drigman's belly.

That's how he keeps his men locked up in a company. Is that what depends on the title of controller, or is it his natural nature? Only the words contained therein had an unparalleled weight.

Drigman opens his mouth with such pressure that his cheeks become paralyzed.

"- Therefore I will not tread the same again. Let's hear your name. Because of your men's dignity, you will die here, and I will not let you go again."

That's when Drigman's eyes sounded like I was looking at myself. Altia, it's not Ouffle's family. I had an instinct that you were just looking at me.

While distorting the eyes, the cheeks become sticky. Still, he opened his lid and opened his mouth with his sword tip pointed at him.

"Rugis. It's just Rugis. You don't have to remember. Just leave my heart alone instead."

At the same time as I said it, it makes my legs bounce reflexively. That's how I poked my body forward. A slight stream of air strikes the entire body.

I don't want to expose myself to the appearance that happened earlier. I have to do what I have to do to kill Drigman.

Running his legs, he noticed the floor giving him an odd twitch. It's like an extinct demon.

- That's how the roar sounds as if it crushes the air itself. Not once. Not many times. It rang.

As a matter of course, the floorboards crumble and the earthen masses and trees poke up between the thrones. Shaped like spears, they lurched themselves through space.

I already know what this is.

Drigman's Primitive. For a guy who even controls distance, it's not difficult to make a dust or a tree stick up from the earth. They break through the floor and even through the ceiling as they are. It was as if it had become a distorted pillar in itself.

Soil and trees make one noise after another to lead the throne to collapse. There was smoke all around him, and that's how he buried his sight.

The soil becomes a mass, smashing the surroundings, and the trees create a clay and punch through everything that lies at the tip of the ear. The raging madness that lasted without stopping made me feel like I was in front of a siege weapon.

If this were wielded by the human army, the troops would undoubtedly be devastated first. How many soldiers can advance ahead of this? How horrible.

Put your feet on the floor and jump at the next moment. I repeated that several times. If you don't, you'll be smashed to pieces by a dirt mass or skewered by a tree spear. I was so sure.

In a nutshell, it was a terrible situation. I can't go in time from this side. Drigman hasn't moved a single step since.

Besides, dirt and trees are not the only ones at stake. He himself is a sufficient threat.

At the end of his sight, Drigman opens his hands. When I saw them, I twisted my torso as I let my flesh and bones slip out of his sight. Blunt pain crawls up from my heels.

Moments, the roar envelops the surroundings again. It was the sound of him gripping into the space itself and crushing it.

I see, this is his nature. That's why it's so full. steer the earth and control the distance to crush everything. Helt-Stanley was an unmistakable hero because he won against such a monster opponent. I can't think of a hand to break this from the front.

But it cannot be easily defeated. I took his life. Then we must stand shoulder to shoulder with him. For that matter, he will surely kill.

When a chick is about to be born, she breaks the shell of an egg and throws it away. It's their fight. There are times when I have to break and throw away my shell, too.

It's always this time.

Sewing the gap between earthen masses and tree threats, jumping the body forward. I don't think about passivity or anything, just something to jump forward. Steps to get a little closer to Drigman.

The trees scrape their cheeks, and the earth masses plunder their bodies. However, there are still no problems. There is only one threat.

Drigman raised his arm at the end of his gaze. I see the palms open. Naturally, I don't have the means to avoid it jumping in the hollow, then I'll just be gripped.

But I believed in her. That's why I jumped ahead recklessly. Erdis was seen manipulating black as he made a noise. Black sticks with stickiness around Drigman.

The black curse of Eldis. It is no longer fog, but a more intense flood that entangles Drigman. Sharpen down the space and devour it to its limbs. To bind the movement.

The very spell of origin, unleashed by the Queen of Elves. Relics of the Mythical Age. Seeing them, Drigman narrowed his eyes - so he crushed the curse itself with his palms.

The black sways its body as it whimpers, diminishing its color. Blessings poured in by Drigman and Eldis's spell were causing screaming in the meshing space.

"- This is still out of the fairy clan. If it's a curse, I know it well, my people."

That's what Drigman said, and that's how he turned his big eyes to Eldis.