A Wish to Grab Happiness

Village road off the street. Discarded when streets were built in the past, it's even frigid that weeds are now a growing path.

The abandoned Road Accommodation will also return to nature before many years have elapsed since the Great Black Column raised its gaze. Therefore, this will probably be the last time this place is used.

Talks between the Volvato army and the crest army, the two commanders. The queues will be attended by the Magic Guide General Mastigious-la-Borgograd and the crest hero Rugis.

Mastigious spoke to his deputy general Heind as he sat back on the chair provided.

"Is there still a mistake in seeing it on the battlefield?"

"... you can't make a promise. But if you're someone similar to your daughter you've seen in the past, yes."

Hynd did not let the Lord's inquiry make him look grumpy, but he bowed his gaze just as he came. This is my third question today.

It is rare for Mastigious to confirm one thing more than once, and we can hear from the side how interested he is.

There's nothing else I've seen. Dark hair, dark eyes. Mastiguios is one of his daughters, Fialert-la-Borgograd.

She went missing during the evangelical war by crest, and the news is still uncertain. Sometimes he heard similar people in the wind, but none of them were only uncertain information, and Mastigious could confirm the wind directly.

A famous magician is a strange race. The idea that even if the child was in great distress, and if it were to break, it would be until then universally circulated, and thus the child would also make many.

It grows a few huats, leaving only seeds unbeatable to insects and medicines, and the rest is close to making a mistake. That is what is considered positive.

There is no way that a magician, and hence an exemplary mastigious of the state itself, can rush around looking for the news against his own daughter.

But Hynd thinks that the Admiral actually cared a lot about his daughter.

One of the factors must have been the receipt of a letter sent in the name of my daughter, accepting a meeting in Seoul that never gave her consent.

Another factor that has been accepted into the talks is the absence of the demon Rabul, who has been monitoring Mastigious.

Frequently, Laboul, who has been moving General Magic Guide as he intended, continues to clash with the same demon at this time. In a way, that's why the talks are possible.

If it's only 1: 00 now, we can stop all soldiers and rip the time. Eileen may have had the opportunity to do what she did, but as a hind, this was an interesting meeting.

What will that hero, Rugis, who caught a glimpse on the battlefield, tell his lord general, about the safety of Fialert-la-Borgograd?

Although it is no longer a surrender, there can be a line of temporary truce or reconciliation. Or is it something completely different? Whatever it is, many of them can only say no. But you can measure the figure.

I would like to know if a heroic figure is of such a nature. That was more of a personal interest of Hynd than a deputy general of the Volvato army. An officer is something many of which can be scorched by a hero. Whatever that is the enemy, whatever it is, there is no end to interest.

They arrived at the right time when Hynd let the soldiers of the escort lie down, releasing scouts about twice around them.

Probably nothing. There's a guard soldier, but there's actually only two people you can see. I know you're a man and a woman in a robe.

"My general. I'm here."

Um, Mastigious nodded just saying. It was a raw reply that the mind was not here.

Unexpectedly, Hynd got upset, but he doesn't put it in his attitude. I say to the pair of robes, keeping a resolute look and attitude.

"Stop. I want to know your face and your name."

Words including the minimum required courtesy. It was a lesson to use euphemistic expressions and words on the battlefield.

Two faces appear almost simultaneously. One is the face that Heind made up on the battlefield. A face with several scars on the characteristic vicious eye. Lips move in a floating manner.

"Rugis. That's all, I don't have a name for anything else"

The family name, he said, without even talking about the title. I heard it was a commoner, an adventurer, but I didn't even think I would have a family name. I'm surprised that that's all the people are standing here right now.

But it was the black woman leaning beside it more than Rugis who was now deprived of everyone's ears and eyes.

Beautiful black eyes, glossy black hair. with something of the same color as Mastigious, she said.

"... I will sit at Fialert-la-Borgograd. Thank you very much, Your Excellency."

Hynd doubts his own eyes for once. In the past, he had met Fialert. To be honest, the emotions I had in my chest at that time are never positive.

A girl who is always concerned about ratings from around her and is not confident. That's purely the rating of a girl named Fialert held by Hynd. As Borgograd's son, I didn't have enough, and the fact is I thought so.

I even had the impression that it was going to disappear into the shadows of my talented brothers and sisters and the people around me.

But what about now? It was like someone else. It's not just that the months have grown. I can even receive strength from that core.

That's how I can tell that appearance is definitely Borgograd's blood muscle, but it didn't overlap with the girl I once saw.

Heind gave himself a name between them, and that is how he saw the general. Mastigious said as he squeezed his eyes and narrowed them, and rose out of his chair and stretched out his large body.

"It is Mastigious-la-Borgograd. I can't thank you enough. I'd like to entertain you with hospitality if it was meant to be, but I don't think so. We don't have time for each other, we talk a lot."

Mastigios stared at the fialert for a moment, but did nothing more. My feelings as a father and my duties as a General of Magic conflicted, and I guess it was to that extent that I was forgiven.

Heind once again prepared the soldiers around him, creating a venue for talks, albeit impromptu. If it were to be in history, would it be named after the street talks? Heind thought about it.

At the same time as the place was ready, Hynd first cut off his mouth fire.

"- Our Commander-in-Chief, His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, has given you the opportunity to meet. I'd like to start by asking you what it's all about and what your candid demands are."

When military commanders talk to each other, naturally, it's not like they just get close. It is open because there are clear demands and there are aims to be pursued.

Stop marching, reconcile, or. Hynd waits for his voice with the answers he can assume in his head.

It was Rugis who received the voice and opened his mouth. There's nothing like a feeling in that look, just an atmosphere to joke about, he said.

"The Great Demon Vrilligant, the Demon Labour- no, other than that. The great demons and demons hostile to humans. Clear them from this earth. I'd appreciate an alliance for that."

For a moment, everyone's words stop.

The words that Rugis uttered must have come a long way off Hynd's assumptions, at least.

That demand is not for the battle being waged here and now, but for the Great Devil, for all those who are called demons.

It's like ridiculous madness.

Clean up that alien, that menacing catastrophe. Rather than doubt or perplexity, that word is what makes you doubt your sanity.

- Let's talk.

But only one Mastigious snorted at the words.