A Wish to Grab Happiness

The brilliance of the devil ravages the battlefield freely. It was like a whimsical rain, like a solemn judgment.

As far as I know, there is only one person who can accomplish this kind of work. The moment I set my attitude in support of the sword, I get a glimpse of the brilliance of that gem in my sight.

Randomly everywhere, Gem Ba-Agatos continues to shed his brilliance on the battlefield. No, if you take it from her, maybe this isn't about a battlefield or anything, it's just a playground.

A hectic demon stepped down to show me his back. Among them, numerous gems run around the hollow, monopolizing the field of vision. Everyone had to stop at the threat.

Tens of thousands of human contending battlefields are now just forced to stand still before a single demon. What a strange sight.

Her figure from behind is the red lotus hair hanging over her. For a moment, I caught a glimpse of the full-blown. She's only a few moments away from regaining what she was.

That's how I hold the fialert in my arms for some reason. Why really?

"Oh, my God, a human hero doesn't look very rough. No, it's not beautiful. More sophisticated, more elegant, as brilliant as possible. First of all, it's not beautiful from this place. A battlefield is something you should create with your own hands. I'm so sorry about someone's battlefield."

The gem Agatos said that with my appearance in sight only for a moment. I'm not sure what you're referring to, but its magnificent mouthfeel and the tongue that goes around well seemed alive.

That's what pops out of Reu's face, so I'd like a break.

"How graceful is it to ask the royal nobleman? I have my own way, Ba-agatos."

Deepen the structure and raise the cutting-edge of the treasure sword. I don't see anything like hostility from Agatos, and I don't see any harm done to my surroundings.

But what's wrong? The treasure sword reacts and runs purple light, causing the skin to become total hair.

Intuitive. Now Agatos is unbearably angry. It's like I don't know what that's for.

But the enemies and allies around them feel it. As if the occasion itself had turned into a hemp bag full of rips.

"... Are you a demon? Demons, demons, demons again."

The only one of the enemies who responded to the angry Agatos was the commander's man. A special demon in his right arm looks sumptuous in front of Agatos.

Still, standing and being able to relate is proof that you have too much guts as a general. That gaze captures Agatos, that's how Fialert looks.

Agatos says, shaking his hair with emotion, so much so that he can tell from behind.

"Retreat today, human. This is not an advice, it's an order. All human life is mine. I don't care if a battle is born there, but anything that isn't so beautiful goes against my aesthetics. Anyway, there's a gear labour, right? It looks clear, all I can do is repeat them."

Enemy commanders raise their eyebrows and react to the word, Rabul.

I knew it, but it seems the demon is still deeply involved in the other side. It's troublesome. I wonder if the world would turn a little easier if even the presence of a demon would take it away from the world.

Agatos continued his voice as he sang.

"Then tell that birth defeat - that the jewel Ba-Agatos is going to kill you immediately."

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"... how is that, ba-agatos? Did God tell you to intervene in the war?"

In the galloo Amalia office, he says, leaking his exhale.

The surroundings were full of odd haste, tension, and then a little relief. Because the battlefield, roughed by the flashes of the gem Ba-Agatos, shows once calm, and the two armies are in the midst of refraining from another attack and arming themselves.

"No way. I told you. I hate ugly things. You fight each other to death of your own free will, but I'm totally sorry they do something ugly to kill each other on a battlefield built like no other. Especially not what you think of the gear."

Agatos deposits his body in the sieve and fialert, saying so. I haven't heard all the explanations yet, so I told you, I don't think there's anything. It's too much of a whim to be a demon.

"Nevertheless, although I would have done if Agatos had done nothing, Rugis. He's famous for his vice-general Heind-Büsse bullets, even in Volvato."

I don't know if you've been safe, but Fialert says with his black eyes wide open. It was like a habit when she exposed her emotions. Apparently, they didn't miss it.

Reply as you press the bite cigarette against your lips and narrow your eyes.

I'm sure of what Fialert said. At that time, if I had stepped forward to eat the enemy's neck as it were and taken direct shots of the demon bullet, I would have died lightly, too.

Yeah, I didn't mean to eat him so well, but still, I couldn't be satisfied with the five bodies.

If you do poorly, you go back to Karia - no, let's not do this.

After the confusion between the two armies caused by Agatos, the Volvato army commander left the soldiers to follow orders from the main army. What did not show any hesitation or spare time was whether there was any idea, or something strange happened to the main army?

I'd like to hope for the latter anyway, but I can't expect it because most of what I want goes in the opposite direction.

Whatever it was, the first integration of the army and the army took the form of a bizarre obscurity in which both sides drew their spears. I guess the damage is greater for the Volvato army, but still it is very unlikely to be an elegant result.

The front also had a swing of Kalia and the ravages of Agatos, which prevailed. It would be our victory if we only looked at that side.

However, to see the report, there is little response to enemy attacks from other sources. It was never only possible to cross the walls, but many soldiers were sacrificed.

It is not clear what will happen if similar attacks continue several times from here on out.

- No, actually, I already know. Me too, that's how the Volvato army figured it out.

I looked at the damage and understood. Indeed, the walled city of Gallu Amalia is the Golden Castle Iron Wall. Even a handful of soldiers are out of protection against elite Volvato military opponents.

But what's hard to do with it is this difference in force. Ultimately, he is pushed to death in an attempt to gain a local victory with some Kalia-like power.

That's why I wanted to kill one of my commanders in one swing today. For a few forces like us to win, we needed a reproduction of the Sanio match.

It was clogged, and it was necessary to quickly destroy enemy strongholds in a local battle aimed at commanders, rather than a battle of total force using the entire battlefield.

But how about this one? The more you say you got a partial victory, the closer you look at the whole thing to pain sharing. We're definitely the ones who won't be able to withstand the wear and tear if this continues.

Tastes really bad. We had to get a clear win in the first fight.

Fingers tongue, tongue knock knee. Even though I know I shouldn't be in a hurry, I'm really in a hurry. We have to think about what we're going to do.

With that emotion in his chest, around crushing a whole bottle of chewing tobacco, Kalia enters the office. I didn't even knock today.

Karia says, leaving a slight trace of sweat on her forehead.

"I made him wait. What can I do for you in this busy time, even my blood?"

I let my silver eyes shine and Kalia looked straight at me and rang her voice. I saw those eyes on the fialert for a moment, but I just smile good at it.

Fialert says, turn up the black.

"- Hey, Rugis. Did something happen during the war that made you miss blood?

"- There would have been, you know?

Hit your cheeks. It's a great companion. I didn't know it would make me forget something called the agony of war.

I sighed loudly so as to divert my gaze from reality.