A Wish to Grab Happiness

Further east than the group of independent and free cities in the east of the Kingdom of Garrist. The eastern part of the continent is under the control of Volvato, a magical nation.

Therefore this place is called the place where the sorcerer was born, and thus falleth.

In a land that inherits a rich culture of witchcraft, magic can be described as inseparable, deeply embedded in everyday life.

Sorcery, which can be treated heterogeneously in other countries, was also only a good neighbour in this region.

The magician's demonized stone illuminates the night brilliantly, and the wounds that are never healed in medicine are fully healed in the name of magic.

The level of witchcraft in the Volvato morning is enough to make it easy to leave it behind even when compared to the big country Garrist. I can't even look for a shoulder-to-shoulder presence. Because of this, the sorcerer and so on called the matter of other countries an undeveloped nation and so on.

Nevertheless, magic didn't solve everything. Not everyone was flattered by the glory of magic. And because magic is honored, the separation between magicians and those who are not is endless.

It is that intolerance that makes witchcraft supreme that is the symbol of this nation and region, and that is how it will be the most important factor that has not yet caught up with the undeveloped kingdom of Garrist.

The better the magical light, the less they can look at anything else.

But the light of glory had also begun to shade before the constant storm of catastrophe.

"Ah. I'm hungry... I'm hungry. But you're hungry to live. We live because we're hungry. If you continue to be full, you will not be able to live. No, what do you think? Don't you think?"

The word was put out of his mouth, like a throw. It's a big man I let out. But I wasn't human.

His face is covered in feathers and his mouth has a mouth that is likely to swallow a whole human head. That's how both arms looked like their wings were oddly deformed and distorted.

He grabbed the human head in front of him as he moved his wings cleverly. That's what I ask. I wonder what you think. The human woman did not answer. No, you're right that I didn't even have the strength to respond anymore.

The woman had no arms. I see painful scars as if they were eaten away, not innate. She would have spit out a lot of blood, but she never lost consciousness.

Again, the woman had no legs. Again, it seems to be the same as the arm. I was forced to pull my hands and legs off, and should have been naturally dead, or worse, distracted, if I had been.

Even so, she has not lost her sanity, and the death of euthanasia does not come to her.

Is that an unhappiness because she is a magician?

Or a demon showing off a big bird - I don't know if it's the influence of poison Junelba. But it's just a fact that now a woman is a Junelba toy.

Junelba sighed at the lack of an answer. My mouth casually eats meat from a woman's shoulder. It's been a long time since a woman has spoken. Both whimpering and screaming were voices.

"Kuha. But you're amazing. I also laugh. I praise you, I couldn't have thought of anything like this in the days of Zebra Lilith before."

So Junelba looked up at them. One of the five largest cities that make up the Volvato Morning. The city was now covered in thin green brilliance.

Massive sorcery junction. One of boundary magic. What separates you from your enemies and promises you absolute protection. The way it completely covers up one city is a spectacular word.

The extent to which humans in other countries cover their surroundings and spaces will be limited, even when dealing with the magical juncture. It is not even possible to imitate small villages in the same way. All this can be done is because the Volvato Morning gave the nation a quest for witchcraft.

Naturally, there is no price to pay - but if we continue to maintain it sophisticated, it will be enough to suck up the number of human lives in the city.

In any case, if this junction does not exist now, it may be a cheap price to pay given that one city will be the feeding ground for Junelba round out. At least I can die preserving my dignity as a human being.

This is how the elite sorcerers sent to defeat the Demon are now fed at Junelba's disposal. It was not known how many results were awaiting us as we stood up from the front.

Days that just twitch for humans and keep spitting blood out of their bodies. It's an indisputable surprise to Junelba, even in that way. Given past human inertia, I couldn't even think of having the means to counter demons.

Junelba leans up into the sky letting him pull the Raptor's eyes away. A slight shadow was visible.

"Ma. That's awesome, but that's all. Altia could have done this alone."

Junelba did not hesitate to wear the bowels of the woman she was supposed to have been wearing with her mouth. Because I no longer had to force him to hold it.

The flesh bounces and flies, and the severe pain of being literally eaten alive through the woman crawls around. There was a feeling that all of the five senses were crushed and destroyed by one of their afflictions. An overly big stimulus even takes away a woman's thoughts.

But there was something mean about women, too. She is a magician. Proud and glorious. So at the end of the day, I waited for the enemy to open his mouth and be alert.

"Ah, but... and, yeah. Kill me, ya, ru... Huh!

That's no longer close to a curse, rather than a spell. Junelba wore an open mouth and the woman's blood jumped. They change and arrive as swords and spears.

The easiest thing for magic to pass through is blood. Because blood is familiar from birth to the magician's magic, and he knows its characteristics above all else.

The woman's blood has hardened. She roars to kill Junelba, with only intent to kill. That's good. The woman opened her eyes because she was already dead.

Blood weapons spit out with a dark curse.

Yet they, bravely wielded, did not enter the body of Junelba either, but melted as they were.

No, it's not just the blood. Women's skin, teeth, bones, organs. They melt down within a glance. The woman was finally distracted, as she could no longer scream.

She welcomes the long-awaited death while her whole body is attacked by a lingering sensation that turns into hot water, not even knowing if it's pain anymore.

During that death, the woman saw it in the sky. That's how he died in despair, without words.

"The king has finally arrived. Now you can go home under my beloved Labours."

Junelba sees the sky as a melted woman with no eyes.

What you see in your sight is a big wing, like covering up the sky itself. The giant was devoured with sunlight, and the occasion had its earliest evening. That is Junelba, the king of all those who so make the sky their home.

- Tenjo Giant Beast. Great Demon Vrilligant.

The dragon barks. Like pursuing your own heart that once mourned. As if you despise yourself for being driven down from the heavenly champion.

It is no longer a threat in itself, a dragon's brace that kills the Son of Man with ease. Just in front of the purely powerful, a man has no strength to endure.

What, there was a sound of a collapse of the magical junction covering the city so badly.

A large majority of humans are struck to death by the shock, and those who escape death are also convinced of their own destiny. There is nothing humans can do before this catastrophe.

Demons, demons. The iron sword, the arrow full of blessings, and the excellent sorcery all lose their meaning, in front of them who are in a disastrous existence. There's no point in pointing a sword in front of a flood, and it's the same thing that doesn't affect one thing when an arrow is fired against a major storm.

So the fate of this city has already been decided.

Fortress Giant Beast Zebrellis in front, as Fort Suziv, who is difficult to attack, saw the fear of falling. No miracles, no mercy, no salvation.

On this day one of the five largest cities of the Volvato morning vanished before the disaster.

The houses, the walls that cover the cities, the magicians and those who do not, are all kind of equal. It disappeared within the night.

Vrilligant, a being that pairs with Zebrellis, who devours everything on the earth.

With the presence of this evil dragon, the Volvato dynasty and the eastern part of the continent will lose absolute magical faith.