A Wish to Grab Happiness

Lord of evil, great evil Rugis. The use of the words of a hero so spoken in the Catholic Church was oddly smooth and even surprising to Hynd.

I did hear you talk about using your mouth well and being long enough to fan the soldiers, but it's a story on the battlefield that you have a good mouth for an approximate general. Even commanders who don't attract soldiers are never good at negotiating.

Anyway, what is good at negotiating and speaking is honed not only by talent, but by training. In that way, it is not the case that a strong man with military intelligence refines his tongue moves, which can be described as a weapon of some sort of weak person.

In that regard, it is good to say that Rugis is a person of a completely unusual nature. Make it a companion fialert. He's the one who only speaks to the extent that he assists and holds the spindle of the story all the time.

No, maybe the fialert is preordinating the flow of that word and only mouths where it's at stake? Leaving such thoughts of Hynd behind, Rugis moves his lips to line up his words.

"- In the kingdom of Garrist there is still a demon man assigned to the great demon Zebrellis. Western Union Lore remains invaded by the demon Borgon, and the southern state of Elizaldo is similar. Everywhere I look across the country, it's like a garden of demons."

You won't even have to speak in the East, Rugis cut the words and glanced at one shoulder to pierce the Magic General Mastigious.

Mastigious's large body swayed small and stretched out to speculate on Rugis. Those eyes seemed to capture what Rugis was trying to say.

"Dear Left, But it is because the nation has been attacked by a crisis that we need to fulfill our mission. That's why we're here."

Demon Man Disaster. That alone will never be a factor for the state to join hands, Mastigious said out of words.

Whatever the state, it always carries a flaw somewhere in the body. Whether it's politics, military or economy. Sure. A nation in which everything operates without delay as normal only exists in the ideal world. Perhaps that is proof left that man himself is flawed.

Swallow the flaws, and the nation will continue to move forward insanely. For a nation, stagnation is only if it means death.

Therefore, where the defects and obstacles have been replaced by the Great Demon and the Demon, it cannot be a reason for nations to form alliances. It is something that should be overcome by the state on its own, and I believe that only myself can overcome it in any state.

Especially in the Volvato Morning, a magical nation, such awareness is very strong. It is the electorate's idea that we are chosen and far superior to an undisclosed people who cannot even handle witchcraft that underlies them.

Hynd strokes his lips that the state itself should be devoured by the Great Demon and that the Demon Court should not even consider cooperating with other countries.

No matter how you find the right choice, that sense of privilege distorts their consciousness everywhere. One of the flaws Volvato had was that.

"As a nation. I guess so. But not as a people."

Rugis said as he tangled his own fingers, so he did not hesitate to poke his gaze and words in any way.

"How many millions of human beings will die for the prestige of the nation? All the people think about is a great nation, not living today. That's all. They are confronted with daily misery in order to attain a little happiness. Even now. It's your job and mine to protect them today, General."

Mastiguios narrows his gaze to Rugis's gaze, who asks if it is different. It wasn't the wind of being stuck in words, it just seemed to stare at a human being named Rugis.

For a moment, the fialert tells you to add to it.

"My lord. As you know, we have agreed to cooperate with the Elf National Air Garden, Gaza, and thus with the Southern State, Elizaldo, during this demonic disaster. The promise of the senior fighter Tersarat-Rwana is also here. I thought our alliance could never be a dream story."

Not thinking of the words, Hynd opened his eyes. Unusual but agitation hides in a rugged look.

When it comes to Elizaldo, it is a nation that honors its martial arts, a country that is likely to refuse to join hands with others more than Volvato. If that's what you want to coordinate with other forces, how sensitive you are to the demon threat. Or maybe there was a credible presence within the crest teachings.

Whatever it was, it was definitely not an unusual move. Leaving room for Hynd's upset, Mastigious breathes carefully before saying.

"- I am delighted to have exchanged words with you today. More than that. If I don't have all the duties and responsibilities, I'd even agree with you."

A terribly soft word, yes, Hynd felt. At least, Mastigious is not a person who speaks these words to a hostile person. If I had to, I could be ruthless everywhere.

In fact, the seat of a demon guide general was not something that just came around as excellent. Build allies steadfastly and beat enemies relentlessly at times with conspiracy. It is only by taking the path of washing away blood with blood that its glorious seat will allow us to sit.

When it comes to whether only Mastigious has taken a clean path, there is no way.

But I can't feel anything like ruthlessness or anything from what Mastigious looks like right now. Or maybe not when it comes to sweetness for my real daughter.

Hynd understood that if you were to give it a name, it would be a tribute. Mastigious turns his voice color into something sinister, he says.

"But this self is by no means an individual, a guardian of the people, and the sword of the nation, who is humble and of the tens of millions of Volvato mornings. As you say, I have a duty to save the people of Volvato from the fear of death!

That's why this expedition must be completed. No matter how much of a death path it was.

The demons who manifested themselves in Volvato, they took such a deal against the monarch after they trampled and vandalized the Volvato country scattered.

- Destroy everything but you. That way I'll miss you today.

That promise that is overly grumpy and frantic. Mastigious does not believe in such things as they are protected. The demonic people think only of humans as tools. Somewhere, I'm sure, we'll be cut off ourselves.

But the monarch made the deal, and the court of magic snorted again. Thus the fact is that Vrilligant and his demon confession have stopped the invasion of Volvato.

Then the sword mastigious of Volvato will only be swayed down according to his life. Even if that's just the last thing in order to line up on the death row.

There's no way we can bend anymore. Only while he is slaughtering his enemies on the battlefield can the people escape the fear of death.

Rugis took the word, but ran his lips as he understood it.

"- Even if, as a result, humans return to demonic livestock? I did not come to hear the words of General Magic. I came to hear your words."

"- I would never let that happen. But at this time, I cannot join you in the path. That's all."

There was a moment of silence. The men's conversation seemed to end with that. That's how we realized that there were grooves that we just couldn't fill while each other understood each other's will.

So it wasn't the man who made the next statement, it was her. Open wide as your black eyes dwell in a pitiful glow.

"My lord - now on this occasion, slash my neck"