A Wish to Grab Happiness

Volvato Dynasty Palace.

The heart of a nation made of gold coins piled up like mountains. Now its brilliant building had been transformed into an ambush for demons to dwell in, not kings of men.

Smaller nose in front of him. I smelled a lot of iron from around here. It would be evidence of blood flying all over it. A human would try to scatter this smell, but the demons don't seem to care.

As he proceeded through the courtyard staring at the royal palace and rang his heels, he pulled one arm much more vigorously.

"Hey...... hey. So, are you okay? Can you help me?

Said Shad, who turned into a red-haired person while trying to hold my arm with both hands. He has such a weak look from his tenuous eyes that he can't even imagine it.

It's a terribly disproportionate attitude from its body and its crisp appearance. I don't know. The expression on this face becomes hard. She probably doesn't have anything like a good look or a physical appearance.

But, well, I can't even guess how she feels right now.

Anyway, this is the heart of the enemy land. The surroundings are surrounded by witchcraft that shines its eyes, and if you do anything at all inadvertent, they will soon attack you.

It's not strange to be timid because there's only two of them, me and her. Originally she was too weak.

Even though he was guided by the gear Labours, the secretary never admitted to letting another 3,000 soldiers into the royal palace.

It may have been his possession not to admit unnecessary intruders, even though it would be the same no matter how long he was human if he thought of himself as a demon opponent.

Therefore, only me and Shad, who were supposed to be the commanders of the soldiers, were given admission by Rabul. I remember very well Karia looked terrible on the spot. I was screaming for something, but I took it all on my back and came all the way here.

You don't know what they'll say when you get home. I might as well not have gone home.

When Karia exposes her emotions and moisturizes those eyes, she manages to lose her tongue and words. That's how you end up accepting all her demands.

When I thought of it and leaked my sigh lightly, Shad, who remained dragged by my arm, jumped up his shoulder frightened. Have you lost your teeth to cowardice? My teeth are ringing in heels.

"It's okay. Run away if you're in danger. It would be nice if you could tell Karia and the others, but you can just run away."

The woman she changed was taller than me. He even looked like a child as he clung to his arm and bent over.

Put your hands on her head to slightly lift her hair, imitating what Mr. Nines used to do to me. He's the only one I know who can take care of a kid.

Shad had his eyes open suspiciously for a moment, but said with his lips open small.

"... you're a strange person. If you run away, you'll be alone, right?

If so, how can you tell me to run away? Shad said in a heartfelt wonder. Those eyes contain surprising colors and even seem to doubt my words.

But so is that. Well, tell him to give me a hand, and if it gets dangerous, you should run, what a little too convenient story. Even I wouldn't take it first if you came in to talk like that at work.

Most people can't be trusted to escape.

Take a step forward to drag her, grinning bitterly at the words she has put on Shad so far. I looked for words to say.

"... what. You must have come desperately for help. And there's nothing worse than not getting help."

Pain runs slightly on the eyelids. When I was a kid, I spent all that time in the back streets.

The nobles were never interested in the common people, and the adults were at their best to live, and it was as if they could afford to be orphaned. It doesn't matter if a young child is starving to death.

It doesn't make sense to call for help, but to ask for salvation. Where I reached out, it would be the precision that people would buy to grab me.

It doesn't make sense to ask for help. Everyone in the backstreet knew that. Anyone who doesn't know that as a child, mostly dies.

I think I must have asked for help once. Drop your voice, weep. But most of them didn't come true, and that's when I stopped even expecting them.

But I remember how miserable and disgusting that was.

"In the end, I'm just being selfish. Never mind."

Are you not convinced of my words? Shad tilts his neck as he causes his eyebrows to lift. He was a strange person, and he kept getting dragged by my arms as he whined so much.

Fake it as illusion. But I'm glad you're human. If you were a serpent, you wouldn't be dragged off to a boulder.

Through the courtyard, the sound of banging on the floor of the marble is heard. Rabul never looked back at us, and kept ringing his legs at equal intervals.

From behind, he also looks like just a human being. Shaking her hair gracefully is like a nobleman's son.

I honestly don't know what Rabul's intentions are. He said while I took the fialert away myself, if this one goes out, I'll let him see me, etc.

It's usually a trap, naturally, but I wasn't sure why the devil's girlfriend would trap me either.

Beat, eat, kill, and yield from the front, such as humans. A demon is a demon. The imitation of hostages, traps, etc., was the presence of weak beings.

Then you should read that this action has another intention. And I have to make this a bizarre coin.

Anyway, there is a demon right in front of us who has to scratch the demonic herd and get close. That's how he's going to show us the way to his people. Besides, he hasn't even disarmed me.

Then why don't you show me around? Much better than the worst I thought, even if it's the heart of the enemy.

No matter how demonic signs I felt from around me, I didn't feel like giving up wondering. The treasure sword roars and leans at the waist. Increasingly, the heat caged in my chest.

For a while I continued to follow Rabul's back. As usual, she didn't look back at us, and Shad was clinging to my arm.

He wanted Shad to have a good addition and subtraction, but he couldn't do that.

That finally stops the footsteps of Laboure, which kept ringing.

"- Okay. May I? Your people are behind this. But you can also return here with your heels. Make an immediate decision."

What is this guy saying?

Repeat in your head to rebut Rabul's words, which came out abruptly zero. Still, I don't know what you're talking about.

"Is there any reason not to? Or are you trying to tell me it was a trap now?"

As I said, I could see a dull feeling crawling over my spine. The back of my chest gets shifty and heavy.

"No. At your disposal, human hero Rugis. Immediately, you can proceed as you wish. Because that's destiny."

Keep Shad on your back and gaze at Rabul. He's still just looking at me with something that looks like a laugh on his face. He's not willing to open the door. He was as respectful as a samurai.

I don't know what the intent is. But I only had a bad feeling. I don't know. Ringing my throat.

What's in front of you is a door that's not weird, it's just slightly bigger. Probably a library that must be in the royal palace. It can be a treasure trove, or a troop trove. The contents can vary. It's something that's kept in a lot of robust things.

"- Fialerto!"

Push open the heavy door. All this time now, he exhaled the anxiety and anxiety that was forcing him into the depths of his chest.

You can't be worried. There's no way there's no rush. I came here desperately to push it to death.

I was all ready to see what she looked like. Are you degraded, chopped, or are you no longer on the verge of death? Various nasty imaginations pass in front of me.

But reality sometimes exceeds imagination.

Fialert-la-Borgograd was certainly there. Deep end of a large room. Probably scratched all the stuff once, the less stuff you have in this warehouse. Certain things are only magical objects.

The fialert seemed safe at first sight. If you haven't cut a thousand limbs, there's no marks of zero blood. You don't even look humiliated.

He has his whole body tangled up in chains and is just exhaling on the spot without being allowed to move. That's how he was giving him a fine whimper to have nightmares.

I tried to get close unintentionally, but it seems that the magic world is strewn around me by magic tools. So no one can get near it.

Moments, I opened my eyes. The fialert appeared clearer.

"So, Labour-"

If you look closely, there was a martial bone collar on the thin collar of the fialert. I also see something close to that limb. I don't know the structure or anything, but I only knew what it was.

My eyes felt boiling.

The very nightmare created by the Volvato morning. Mage's shaking cage.

In the past, it was a substitute for the times when mages were greater and citizens were lower in the Volvato morning. Sorcerers never allowed non-sorcerers who defied them to defend their position.

What the powerful want to use against the rebels remains the same now and ever. There's only one thing, it's decided to show off.

That's where that boneless restraint was created. Array takes away the magic of those who wear it once and for all.

Originally, a large number of holdings is something that every human being has magic. Close to organs and blood. And things that are closely tied to the soul as well.

Forced and violently deprived of it is close to being stripped of raw skin. First of all, he goes mad with unimaginable intense pain, burning out his mental and systemic nerves.

But it still doesn't lead to death. Because this collar instills magic in its opponent again after taking away the magic.

That's how I take it away again. No longer will the wearer just keep screaming, and then he will only lose his mind at times and still suffer while leaking whimpers. I can't even sleep in constant pain.

If you try to force it off, you will be attacked by pain that devours your bones. Such a nightmare itself.

Looking back, I do my gaze on Rabul.

"- How do you want to die? You're good at it, say it right away."

"Oh, you think I'm bad. Get corrections now."

Laboured, still grinning. But it's not an inorganic grin, it's somewhere, it's demonic.

The kind of grin that tells us that this is what demons do.

"I'm not the one who prepared this - because her own people offered it to me. Immediately, understand."