A Wish to Grab Happiness

"Well, you did a good job, hero. No, you should be called the Big Bad Guy, huh?

Indoors, delightfully fried and silver hair shakes. The silver eye was grabbing my face with its hands as it was seductively reshaped. That's oddly powerful, too.

What did I do?

Concomitantly narrowing her eyes with the meaning of the protest, Karia was clinging her lips up like a prankster cat and making her cheeks look red.

I had a very, very bad feeling about it. This guy with this face doesn't say a lot of things. No, I think I've only said things that aren't normal. That's for sure.

Hit your cheeks and open your mouth as you sit back on the bed.

"I'm tired of hearing sarcasm and disgust. Oh, my God, what's going on? Get it all together. I'll go out with anyone who drinks."

I say with an accidental sigh. Anyway, I can't honestly take it from the Knight's Palace, which once held even the thought of vision, where I was reputed to be a hero. While I understood that Karia had no such thoughts, it even seemed like she was being made fun of.

Sometimes my sexual roots are twisted in the wrong direction. I guess I'm layering my old girlfriend on Karia's face now.

Even though I understand that its nature has become something very different, a memory burned to the brain marrow is not something that will peel off so easily. In a mundane moment, it was something that emerged.

Like you reacted to my words, Eldis sits in bed and says: I wonder what it is. Being packed with distance makes me feel like I'm being hunted down.

"Oh, that's sad. Shouldn't we come to see you if we don't have business? If you say that, you're going to complain by accident."

The whispering voice of Eldis swirls in my ear. A chilly breeze blew through my spine.

A thorn grown in their words touches their skin today for a long time. They weren't sharp enough to stab the heart, but they were going to cut this one off a little bit like a saw blade. I mean, it's unnecessarily bad in nature.

Eldis sees me stiff in the face and says with an included grin.

"It's a joke, half of it. I need to ask you something, Rugis. Now that the Crest Church has the King's Capital, that's what I want to hear."

Then I wanted to ask the other way around if I meant it, but I accidentally stumbled on my lips because Eldis' blue-eye, who utters the word, comes looking too straight at me.

She only smiles on her cheeks, but her eyes show strangely deep colors. It was a joke, or something like that. It was like I wasn't going to tell you.

Funny. After the destruction of the demon Drigman, nothing had happened and the days of peace must have gone on loosely. I wonder why Eldis is flooding his skin with such a swordswallowing atmosphere.

Pull his jaw small and nod. I didn't feel like putting my hands on the meal in front of me on the boulder.

Succeeding to Eldis's words, Fialert says, his black eyes glow.

"- Rugis. You are no longer a hero of the crest, are you? You just collapsed, and a good number of people pushed you."

It was a roundabout word. I tried to crush this one before it escaped, but that's the choice of words.

Again, I have a very, very bad feeling about it. Spit crawls down my throat and my lungs are getting as hard as stone around me. Next, I was beginning to figure out what Fialert was going to say.

I nodded that I might be supposed to say that while lowering my voice.

With a hua-blooming grin, Fialert whispered.

"Then you won't be impotent enough to ride yourself out in front of demons and great demons anymore, will you? Are you in a position to be protected?"

The word was supposed to be soft, but oddly strong, and that's how it felt under pressure.

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Kalia narrows her silver eyes sharply as never before and looks at her front face. It can be described as a Ferocious Phase if you suffer indelible wounds on its cheeks and also combine the swordswallowing of its gaze.

But now his eyes are exposed and open to upset. That alone seemed no longer to be the answer to the question of fialert.

Kalia leans the cuckoo.

Virgin Mattia, so it is good to say that the creed religion led by Rugis no longer grasped the edge of the tide of the world.

Not only did he simply expand his forces, but he destroyed the demon man who had fallen King Garrist's capital and held the capital in his hands.

On top of that, even royalty has begun to be established with the support of the surrounding aristocracy. The result is still unclear. Still, it is no longer a foam-like tissue that collapses easily.

Garrist kingdom. That is even a clear threat in the Catholic Church. There can be no more reconciliation with the Catholic Church than there will always be conflict in the near future no matter how you scratch it. That's how both the demon and the great demon are. The option of running away and so on is close to being lost.

Karia thinks. That is an indisputably harsh journey. It's not the same way you've been, like you've been poking your catholic or demonic guard.

But even that Kalia accepts. If Rugis chooses a heroic path. No, if you're going to set foot on the king's path, let's delight in that decision from the bottom of our hearts and cut our flesh for it. Why don't we clear the way for him?

Because that's what his shield does.

But what about the actual place? He also seems to want a way to be a hero these days. But now, on the other hand, that unscrupulous recklessness does not stop. Rather, it adds to its momentum to invite.

It was no longer sane at the time of that deviant demon and slashing each other from the front. The fact that there is his life here now is only the result of multiple miracles.

Next time, maybe not anymore. The hunch is not only Kalia, but Fialert, that's how Eldis holds it too.

He tries to be a hero but doesn't stop being impotent and reckless.

Karia doesn't blame herself. Humans can step out at any time, even though they know it's dangerous.

The important thing is to make a distinction somewhere. That's how the people around you get to know each other.

with a cheek up and a grin, Kalia said.

"What's up, Rugis? It won't be a silent thing. Right, or not. That's all. It's just... you should be careful what you say."

Karia understood that her eyes were unknowingly open. Karia had one thing in mind.

If Rugis hasn't listened to himself yet. If by then you mean underestimating your promises to yourself and your words.

- I'm no longer a giant. I don't have to choose the means. If there is a time to step off the road, it is now.

Destiny, for example, is something that drips your head before you make up your mind. I wish I had done so at that time, and I am not willing to regret it. They say the best love is the goodness of things, but all this is different from the story.

So I decided to ask on the day I woke up. I don't like the sound of my heart pulsing, but I hear it. Has there ever been such a colour of tension and crying? At least not in Kalia's memory.

Karia realized that she had swallowed her spit at some point. Rugis slowly opens his mouth.

"That said. That's all I can do. You all know it very well."

Karia says, eating up words like Rugis desperately spit out.

"- Rugis. Who are you talking to? Look at us and talk."

Silver and black. That's how the gaze of Binocular pierced one human with extra heat. That was as if everyone and he were just determined by whatever means.