A Wish to Grab Happiness

"I see. That Virgin - she looks a lot like Altia"

Silver bursts, putting gold in sight. Seeing the appearance, Karia pointed her lips sharply reflexively. Her eyelids are severely distorted and her heart palpitates. Just staring at her, Karia could see her body jumping on alert.

Gold said agitated and panicked at the condition.

"We're not! I am not an altier, not such a monster!?

Brilliant golden eyes with flowing glossy tonal hair. Your lips look flaccid and your shoulders look small. The sword is very unlikely to hold. It was neither from the shape of the leg nor the wind riding around the horse.

It looks terribly familiar to Karia. The Great Temple of Flimsrat. Arueno, the Archdiocesan Virgin, who said that happiness and salvation were in her own hands. The woman in front of her looked like a living copy of it.

At least, except for that attitude.

"... sounds like you know Altia very well. Yeah?"

"Higi!?

As Karia narrowed her eyes and released her voice low, the woman screamed as she was frightened. Beautiful eyes had large tears in them, and the way she sat down like her hips had fallen off the ground looked more dazzling than Karia.

There was nowhere to behave as transcendentally as I showed off in the Great Temple. Wording is someone else's business.

To be honest, Karia doesn't think this woman is the Archdiocesan Virgin Arueno and the Redemption God Altia. Attitude is, of course, but because I don't see the point in them imitating this ridiculously.

Then you should hear a little more from this woman.

Whereas things you can't see why, if you only capture one side and move, there is always a pitfall of defeat waiting. Whatever this woman is the enemy, it is not good to slaughter and throw away strange events.

At the end of the day, I think this was something I learned from Rugis in the past. Karia looked at him with her silver eyes sideways, with her hands around her chin.

Rugis opens the pupil strongly and conveys a nervous aura. He kept his hands off the purple power sword for an hour and even made the vibe feel close to the fierce beast.

Rugis is not very calm when it gets stuck. Karia exhaled heavily in her chest.

Kalia knew the effect of being caught in front of her or that Rugis had created some unstable spot in recent times. To put it well, the sweetness disappeared. To put it badly, I can no longer afford it. During the march, I guess I've been forced to contain that emotion for a long time.

Come over there. It's this boredom. It's not strange if the inclination comes somewhat spiritually. His teeth rattled in Kalia's mouth, and he glared at the gold in front of him.

"What, you're not delicious!?

"- I'll boil it and eat it, sir. Rugis, it's a big pause in the corner, you need to rest a little."

Says as he captures the frightened and bewildered golden figure in his sight. Rugis still held the Sang treasure sword, but flaunted his shoulders as he perceived Kalia continuing to stare at its side.

"Okay, I get it. Oh - you did a bad thing, Karia. There's more to pity."

"You idiot. Rely on your shield for a little while."

That being said, Kalia's cheeks never loosened. Even though I saw Rugis pull a step back, Kalia's entire body is rippled into a kind of frustration.

Disgruntled. If that's what you mean in Karia's chest, that's one word.

If Rugis is unstable, it is his role to support it, and it is comfortable to rely on it. But Karia can't hide her frustration in a completely different place. I even felt like I was being scratched in the gut with a grudge.

Whatever the reason Rugis is shaking his emotions - it's something other than himself. He got his chest tied to something here, like he was bracketed with rope. I don't even think about anything else.

Even if I know. It is only natural to think of the safety of the fialert and to be burned to the heart by impatience. But that's not what I'm talking about.

I know, and I'm in love because I can burn.

The frustration bites Kalia's heart just because his troubled destination is not himself. Karia asked the name of the gold, sharpening her silver eyes.

"Yeah, and... right. Shad, yes, Shad!

That's a fake name. Karia understood that with a snort. There's no such thing as talking about your name, shaking your eyes to the right to the left, hesitating and then saying.

Kalia's long lashes drop a step.

"Shad, then. He asked for help, but why?"

In the end, what Karia wants to know is the purpose of the woman named Shad. How could she have acted as if she had escaped, and that is how we have asked for help from each other?

If it's a trap, it's just naive. I can only assume that they will see through the act.

Whatever, she's not a village girl no matter how she scratches her feet. From the point of view of the giant Kalia, we can see at a glance that she is not even an aristocratic lady.

Shad thought for a few seconds, then said.

"- To the east came a bad dragon called Vrilligant. I can't win very much myself. Then it's only natural to ask for help strongly!

Shad says as grandiose. What do you mean, confident when you ask for help?

Neither does this seem true to Kalia. Karia lowered her eyelashes again and closed her eyelids for a moment. My vision darkens and I can't see one thing. I could only hear the sound of my breathing.

But among them, there is one thing I feel. Feels like skin is burned. Chilly covering the spine.

- That's an overwhelming sign of demonization. A presence that will allow just people to drink up with one eye.

The source of this is the woman herself, who named her Shad. I'm taking a human figure, but I'm not human. I guess I'm not even trying to hide that it's demonic.

Tasty. Karia thought so purely. Long fingers stroke her beautiful lips.

I still don't know what a woman named Shad is for, and I still don't even know why I'm here. Still, one conclusion comes to mind.

No matter how suspicious, no matter how odd. There's no reason not to kill her here. If it's going to be a dangerous element for Rugis, it's not.

I have no choice anymore. It's rare in life that everything can be figured out.

Karia puts her hands on the Black Scarlet sword at her waist. Fingers tangled the pattern and the hips and elbows overlapped in a straight line. The sight of Shad slashing his neck was no longer visible to Kalia.

Kill. Be sure to kill him here and show him. Even if this looks more advantageous now, it's a moment to turn to disadvantage.

Karia believes that no matter how great or demonic, there is nothing she cannot kill herself. That's how I am his shield. You have to play that role.

"You must have come to kill Vrilligant. Then I want to take it to asylum. I'll tell you what I know."

At the same time as the word, Kalia ran a black scarlet. The moment the spark scattered for a moment and the blade began to swallow the sky, the voice stopped the momentum.

"- Dear Kalia. You're not lying. He really needs help."

Looking back, Reu was there with only his face and legs out of the blanket. I'm no longer sure if I'm walking or rolling.

"If you're asking for help, you should help. Dear Kalia,"

Out of the blanket, Reu said. Kalia stiffened her eyelids cold for a moment, but Rugis' face, forming beside Reu, entered her sight.

Then he sighs aloud, and brings the black scarlet back into his sheath. That's what I said.

"You said Shad."

"... oh yeah, it's Shad. Call me whatever you want."

Called Shad, Karia said with a distorted expression to that naive pseudonym that had not been able to react for a moment.

"Let's just listen to him. Look, don't lie to me anymore. If you let a word of lies go out of your mouth."

Shad returned the words so that he could repeat them.

"- I won't let you live. With all my pride."

Shad nodded blue and lumpy at his face as he consolidated his expression and body as if frozen.