A Wish to Grab Happiness

- Rebels rise in the walled city of Galuamaria. May they work out their own post-mortem measures.

The transcript delivered by Ann is. That was all I had to say just to give an overview. Words as if they foresee a certain species, themselves dying.

Perhaps that would be a reasonable thing to say from the point of order, but I don't like it if it's given out. Moreover, time has passed since the stated date. In order to escape the pursuit of the rebels, the conductors also traveled far to reach the Wang capital.

The rise of the crest elder Salenio and his equivalents. According to Ann's message, the city of Philos is close to siege.

Then there's nothing wrong with being in the worst of situations already. The imaginary sight of the bottom dangles behind the lid without darkness.

That's not just a matter for the city of Philos, it's the worst thing for the crest army sitting in the king's capital.

In the unlikely event of an imitation of the falling city of Philos at the relay point, we will remain isolated in this king's capital. If you are confined to the Wang capital, which has not yet been established as a base, it is indisputably crushing to wait ahead.

That's all we have to avoid at all costs.

Stepping into the stables, the nostrils smell of straw and the horse's breath pokes his ear. The murmuring noise of a foot dropping on the floor sounded all over the building.

The stables owned by Wang Du were now showing a miserable appearance. We can't even see the beauty and other shards that once stood alongside the majestic military horses, and the facility is in a state of desolation and manages to place crest teachings and garrison soldiers horses.

The demonic class had little culture of horseback riding, but it sucked because the horses were not managed and some of them were fed. They really don't know the value of things.

One military horse says it's a substitute for me to earn more money than I make all year round. Well, I can't help but preach that to demonization.

Numerous military horses who are supposed to be in line here are sending them north when the Garrist National Army takes over the King's Capital. But it doesn't mean you can have it all, no matter what.

Anyway, the big move to the north was a quick decision. Of course there would have been little human food available, horse expedition food, etc.

Horses need more food than humans. It is only then that the military horses that had to be abandoned were matched.

Luckily not so many escaped demonic co-victimization, but it was nevertheless a thankless one for the crest religion, which was constantly lacking in munitions.

One of them was ready while the soldiers pulled the reins. Gratefully, let that hand gently hold the gold.

I know because I have done it myself, but despite the terrible heavy labor of stables management and so on, there was often little in return. You won't be punished for this much gratitude. It's the same at all times that I don't get sick of it.

Yes. I'm just going to do it now because it's hard to contain the objections I've eaten myself.

"... Rugis. Was it here? How are you getting ready?"

It was Mattia's voice that I heard as soon as I left the stables. Seeing him, the soldier beside him jumps his shoulder and stretches his spine as soon as possible.

Mattia's condition is as usual at first glance, but there is something thin and neighborly under her eyes. I know you're not noticeable with makeup, but it's still unusual for Mattia to reveal that.

Honestly, I didn't think it would be a good idea to expose it to the public. Lower the soldier, then turn your gaze to Mattia and open your mouth. Her eyes were full of anxiety, and the appearance of the Virgin at all times had faded away.

"Oh, I'm already going. Hey, it's about Anne. It's too late to clean up everything yourself, Lord Hero."

I flaunted my shoulder and dared say it like it was nothing. Loosen your cheeks small. But Mattia's expression still remained strong.

I can't help it. It's bad in nature because it doesn't mean it's going to be relative to the outside enemy this time, it's going to be bloody in an internal war.

Besides, if you take Mattia, it's a situation where a blade is stuck around the neck of a human being who can be described as a friend in a way, with one arm of his own. With that in mind, you would still be behaving with a lot of temperament.

"He asks Fialert to follow the guard here. If something happens to me, you can count on her."

So he looked up into the sky and pointed far up. Keep that fingertip straight, and there was one shadow in its place.

Flirting and shaking the dim hollow, they dance and play in the sky in orbits unlikely to be found in birds. There's only one thing I know about being able to do that.

Gem Ba-Agatos.

The guy who still borrowed the body of his village daughter Reu, after the death of the controller Drigman, often did and was snooping this one in the sky.

It doesn't come with your hands without darkness, but it doesn't leave the sky of the king's capital. It is as if he is waiting now or now to make something out of it. What a creep for not knowing what the purpose was.

But there is nothing that can be done to make the universe a realm that barely reaches bows and arrows or sorcery. In the end, it was concluded that only static observation was possible now. It used to be the same, but now I'm the only demon who doesn't understand its behavioral logic.

Regardless, static observation doesn't mean you won't be prepared for anything. If that's how there is a presence in crest teachings right now that can counteract that demon, it would be about Kalia and Fialert, and that's how Eldis is.

But Eldis hasn't healed the wounds of the battle ahead, and he has a responsibility as queen. Therefore, I hoped that Fialert and, if it were meant to be, Kalia would be prepared for the Jewellery Hall.

Apparently, both of them, all in all, were dissatisfied with this. Was it even touching on some grumpy inquiry because it was something my grandfather had been making strange suggestions about? Instead, if I took it from the two of us, maybe they wouldn't mind if I went to the front.

But there's no way we can leave it up to this period to someone else.

This civil unrest ended up with me as the starting point. Could it be possible for me to fall asleep in peace without taking my feet and handling it with other personnel?

Impossible. Whatever happens there, I have to make sure I look right at it.

I'm the one who should go. If, as a result, Ann had died by the tip of the rebels.

- At that time, I have to make it. That's my responsibility.

Fialert was reluctant to show Leu what he was like, but he snorted at the fact that he would remain in the king's capital, but Kalia was no good. I really hope to head to the front line myself.

Well, there are aspects of it that I don't think I can help but this time.

Karia and I have known Anne for a long time. Because of her character, the act of merely guiding her cheapness in Wang Du must be teething.

Better the result, worse, it was her nature to want to fit everything in her own eyes.

Then I say a couple of words and tell Mattia in the wind that there's nothing to worry about. I was hoping you'd relax a little.

Mattia lined her teeth with a look that could be described as grief and opened her mouth.

"Excuse me, Rugis. If I deserve to be more of a Virgin. This would not have happened… there is no explanation."

An unexpected word leaked out of Mattia's lips.

Apparently, more than I thought, this time things are seriously wearing her heart. Did you come to the stables because the clerk didn't get it?

I lose my word for a moment about what to say.

Once upon a time, while I was an adventurer, there was no place for them to cheat on betrayal or fellowship and scratch rewards. Maybe those things were rare inside the crest religion.

They were hardened by faith, anyway. In addition, if we were always in the midst of mud-crawling predicament and stone persecution, it would have been natural for us to join forces and work together.

That's now hating with spears, devouring each other's flesh. Mattia's mood was beyond scrutiny.

But there's no way I'm going to let you stay like this. Even the king capital is in a whirlpool of confusion. The creed and garrison soldiers, coupled with the thoughts of the nobles, are still unclear who can take the lead.

With the Virgin in such precarious circumstances, there is no doubt that anxiety spreads like a disease within the crest.

Mattia is a woman with a trembling spirit like a deep-rooted great tree, but now she is devoured from its roots. At a time like this, Anne and the neighbors should do the talking instead of me.

Blink your eyelids and intertwine your gaze with Mattia. That's how I told her to only hear it.

"Oh... you once told me what time it was. You may not remember me anymore."

Yes, it's an act in the mercenary city of Belfein. I remember behaving selflessly and blaming the Virgin for a long time. I remember the words very well then.

It was also a word of reproach, but it was certainly one salvation.

Like that time, I said with Mattia's shoulders. Her eyes are like crystals, with a thin glow.

"If you weren't the Virgin, at least I wouldn't be dating the Crest so far. If anyone can do better than you, I want you to let me know - Mattia. Why don't you just take pride in yourself?

If I stop, I guess you'll pull your hand. Open your mouth so that you return what was said before. Somehow I got embarrassed and clapped my shoulders.

Mattia glances up at me for a moment and shivers her lips.

"- You say it, Rugis. I've got it, yeah. Here and now."

There will still be something in your mind. Still diligently, Mattia said so with a temperament and even a smile on her face.