A Wish to Grab Happiness

Marching dare to city Philos by Bernard.

Unexpectedly, most of the more than a thousand soldiers on the spot followed this march. Almost everything except those who left the remains of Salenio to be kept from being devoured by birds and beasts.

Everyone wanted a purpose, they wanted what they had to do to undo their anxiety. Bernard's words pierced that spot where Commander Salenio was lost and blank.

Bernard takes the lead as he raises his wavy blade to his hips. The shadow of the city Philos was no longer visible at the end of his gaze.

Salainio's expedition, a city that was its tactical goal. If we let this place, which connects the East and West of the present crest school, fall, the Virgin will have to take a negotiating seat with this side.

Regardless, Bernard understood very well that things would not go so easily after Salenio's death. Negotiations with the Virgin's side would also be the first thing to go well with his influence.

But it felt to Bernard like a betrayal to Salenio to give up and kneel easily. The soldiers also have the same thoughts.

So you couldn't have stopped your leg. At least we don't want to commit betrayal against those we have trusted. Such an emotion, both faith and will, stuck like mud at the bottom of their guts.

The cold wind gushes Bernard's cheek. My eyes were dry and my eyeballs hurt.

Though the castle gate of the city of Philos has undergone some repairs, there were still many failures when it was attacked by past warcraft. I can say that's never robust. Bernard had a good look at these cities during his mercenary years.

We deserved the gate, and when the heart pulsed hard, we met. In the sight of Bernard, the gate began to lift up and open its mouth.

Why? Bernard sees it with doubt. Their soldiers should still be a few, and there should be no generals to lead them now. There's no way we can open the gate to a meeting or anything.

But at the next moment, Bernard's eyes cramp when he plays such a question. I fastened my legs as I pulled my sword out of my hips. Because now we know why the enemy opened the castle gate. I was feeling the soldier's blurring over my back.

From the front of the castle gate, on horseback it came. A green uniform is visible in the snow of death.

"... you guys are fine with the enemies you've been attacking. The crest teach each other. Then the enemy and his allies will not know clearly."

Somewhere floating, the man said. His bladed silver-haired woman is lined up beside him.

He is the biggest factor Salenio has cited as a soldier. A useful actor in the expansion of the crest teaching power. Heroes, or those who are called great evil.

Rugis, the man was showing himself in front of the Philos Gate, leading soldiers behind his back. Bernard's eyes open wide.

Right, you know what? Bernard narrowed his eyes softly as he was convinced of everything.

After all, there was this great evil. Behind Largd-Ann. Oh, our Lord is dead for him.

The one you should hate is in front of you right now. Bernard was feeling boiling emotions creeping up in his chest.

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My breath leaks slightly out of my mouth. It turned white and popped out into the hollow. My lungs are still pumping my horse because it's what I was driving my horse to earlier.

Crawl your gaze into a squad of soldiers approaching you. I was wary, but it didn't look like it was going to hit me this way with or without warning. A long, captain-like man moves forward with prestige.

I found Karia by her side, stiffening her gaze.

"Whatever. Our commander, Lady Salenio, has called you an enemy. Then we'll be enemies!

Unexpectedly round your eyes to the words. I wasn't expecting much. It's a response.

If I had told you that we were allies, you might have been able to ambush him. Whether I believe that or not is another story, but it still makes enough sense to confuse me.

Apparently, he was a completely honest person, unlike anyone like me. Damn, I don't want to turn this kind of hand over to my enemies.

Either way, this time we're eating each other inside the crest. The more honest the opponent is, the more power the soldiers on his side can cage in their fingers. Besides, our enemies are despicable and vicious, and only a few of our consciences don't hurt.

Karia opens her mouth as she pulls the reins beside her. Silver hair was shaking and showing gloss.

"Then where are Salenio and the others? If you're a commander, why don't you step forward and have a word with me?

The look on the face of the long man causes distortion and the wax hangs. He shook up his voice as he waved his sword. The tip is pointing straight at this side.

"Say what! Weren't you the ones who put our commander in a despicable trap! Well, that's what I said with my mouth!

He said to jump Kalia's glance. A long arm is waving and he is taking a step forward. I could see my eyes waving like they were burning. The soldiers led also had the same eyes as the men.

I was familiar with the emotions that those eyes showed. Anyway, I must be familiar with myself.

Most people with that emotion can't retreat behind them anymore. My mind doesn't understand as if it's unreasonable with my head, even though I often understand it. The sentiment of hatred does not make it easy to miss people.

Ann left the city to negotiate with Salenio, soldiers said. That's how he wanted to take Bruder and Vez, too. I see. Well, apparently Ann did too well. When it comes to boulders, it's boulders.

Rebellions and revolutions are mostly things where if a mastermind loses his life, all momentum dies. Ann must have targeted there too. Her genius must have accomplished it brilliantly.

But that doesn't mean everyone can stop their feet. If you stick your fangs out on something, there are people on other paths who won't be able to go any further.

Just like I was, so are they. I took a small breath.

A long man opened his mouth with the blade pointed at me. My gaze is piercing my cheek. There was enough in there to feel the pressure.

"- The Great Evil Rugis. I want you to exchange a magnificent blade with me! If you are proud to be a warrior!

The voice runs well through the hollow. The man's light black skin was well sharpened. The clog is a one-horse, dueling invitation.

It used to be a classy way to be invited compared to what was thrown from the Great Storm Valerie-Brightness. Perhaps whoever raised him was a good guide.

Karia called my name and made the horse hiss gently. Nod small and open your mouth as you know it.

"That would be good! I don't want to be proud, but if I can no longer tell anything other than that, I can't help it."

As a matter of fact, a few soldiers are better off on this side, even if they include what I've taken. This is a situation where armaments are barely ready to cage. I want to avoid eating each other from the front.

Besides, I didn't want to kill too many soldiers myself if I could. This is a struggle within the crest religion. If a soldier is too dead, there will always be remorse there.

That sort of thing is mostly the one that sprouts up again at the worst.

"Hey, wait. There is no need for you to leave. I'll clean it up in one breath. Now it's time for you to watch there."

Karia said in a slightly irritating voice. A silver eye is looking at me with a swing.

No, well, I thought it would probably be different from Kalia's thoughts. Still didn't think I was going to say I was going to leave.

Open your mouth as you stare at Kalia to restrain and forgive her. He got off the horse and took the form of a slight look up at Karia on the horse.

"No, he hates me. I'm the only one who can get emotional... no matter what you say, I'm the cause of this civil conflict."

Vengeance is the devil who lives in his heart, in peace. Retaliation is only a natural right for everyone. Why would I turn him down when I've been scattering them?

It is no longer a story to be told in reason. The passion that lays in him can't find a solution other than pointing a blade at me.

Ask Karia if I'm anxious. Hearing it, Karia said with a slight pointy lip.

"... No, I understand. Good if that's what you mean. But sometimes I want you to rely on your shield."

"You can count on me all the time."

Pull the treasure sword out of your hips and make purple electricity crawl. Gripping hard, the treasure sword rang its cutting edge as it echoed. I feel like I've been in a conversation for a long time now. I didn't seem too excited about the ride today.

I stare at the man and say, as I walk.

"I'm sorry, but I can't. I don't know your name. What's your name?"

With his sword in place, the man opened his mouth. Sunlight is reflecting on the wave-beating blade, showing a sheer color.

"It's Bernard. Under the will of Master Salenio, I will kill you. As long as you live, I have no peace."

That was the last word. The time to exchange words is no longer over. There was only time to exchange the blade and blood.

The iron was ringing hard.