A Wish to Grab Happiness

Mastigious and Doha Sura, as both names of man and beast relate to demons as they shred their lives. Red Copper Dragon Shadrapt whispered in the rear as he looked at the situation at a distance.

"Junelba's done enough already. Then it's best to pull back here and see how it goes. Aren't you letting people deal with you because you want to see what's going on?

Shadrapt moves his mouth with his hands on both shoulders of Rugis. She naturally didn't even know what he was thinking, etc., but predictions were made.

Whatever. He's a demon now. Then the thought should come to demonization.

While it is not strange to say that it is for their dignity that we make mankind fight, it contains selfish intentions there. Around the point where the only thing against the great demon Vrilligant is obedience or escape, you must also know the wise draw.

Then Shadrapt thinks that the thought circuit should not be so different from its own.

If we can get Rugis into the company, we can easily secure the escape route. Whatever you say, a demon with the original is vicious even if it is demonic. They are equal to one force in one individual.

I'm lucky. Shadrapt had to feel that way. Though I almost got caught up in the battle between the Great Demon and the Demon, one of them now exists in front of me, and besides, I may be able to do it in my own hands.

Shadrapt suppressed his deviant heart and waited for Rugis' words. As usual, he said naturally with his elbow poked.

"- Right. I can't even deal with that birdhead for sure. He thinks it's better if the Mastigious guy kills us."

Shadrapt put his strength into his fingers to feed into his shoulders. After all, while he believes in humanity, he also has a self-intending aspect. I guess I'm shaking in that narrow room now. If you do well, I can draw you in here.

Rugis said where Shadrapt tries to spin the next word with his lips he giggles.

"To the boulder, scratch off the head of the bird, and then Laboure. If you tell me to cook Vrilligant at the end, I can do it too. And this is their fight."

"Hmm... Huh? Vrilligant and......?

From neat lips, an unexpectedly fallen in love voice. For a moment, Shadrapt couldn't take Rugis' words. It's a very different word from what I assumed.

How come now there's talk of gear and the Great Demon, not Junelba? Besides, as for the latter, you didn't say a word about fighting etc.

To Shadrapt, who rounds his eyes without words, Rugis said with his cheeks up strangely.

"What is it? I told you I would do something if I won from the start. I don't fight. I don't remember saying a word. Something like losing."

The clogging is said to fight the Vrilligant. Do you mean if you can't win on it, think of a way?

No, let's run. At this point, Shadrapt finally realized his perception error.

This demon in front of us remains somewhere strange by inheriting the original human nature.

Originally, no demon is quick to fight the Great Demon. As knights serve kings, they are obedient to certain great demons. Apart from what you think in your heart, you can't help it because the demon is no match for the Great Demon.

It seems that this demon is trying to resist what is based on. It's stupid. Such a thing. Death would be the only thing awaiting the outcome.

A heavier sigh is inadvertently thrown out of Shadrapt's mouth. It was wrong of me to seek asylum. That's what I thought, the moment I tried to turn my heel back.

Rugis' finger grabbed Shadrapt's shoulder. The creeping sensation twirls her spine. It was a less powerful force, but somehow I felt terrible fright in my chest.

"You have another difference from that. If they're pushing it, don't look at it - grab the chest barn and drag it down. Shad, you were able to fly, right?

It didn't taste good and I got my eyes on it.

Shadrapt swallows spit. What do we do, run away? No, but it wasn't a good idea to show your back now.

The demon sword of this man can kill himself, and for some reason he can even kill distance. Shadrapt watched as he slaughtered and killed the devil bird that was far above him earlier.

It would definitely be chopped up if it changed to a bird like this and ran straight away. Or so I said, and I already know that if I were with this man, I wouldn't have enough lives.

- Then you have to run after deceiving me.

Shadowrupt turned to Rugis as he shook his cheeks and wandered his gaze.

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A red copper dragon that has turned into a bird runs through the universe. The blatantly feverish sunlight enveloped the wings and was likely to melt down even now.

Honestly, I didn't want the shards to get any closer, but I don't want Shadrapt to force me against that man right now. It was a doctrine in which enemies were not made without darkness.

What Rugis told Shadrapt was to see if this sun was real or not.

There are also roughly two techniques for demonization to manifest some object.

One is that it actually creates it. The ancestors of the elves tried to create trees that could grow from seeds to the future, and some demons from minerals could produce gold and silver.

The other is to create it as a fantasy. In response to one concept of the Sun, only some forces, such as its symbolic scorching heat and abundance, are extracted and manifested as tougher.

The former is robust for being real, but it does not become more than real. The latter, on the other hand, can be more effective than the actual amount of the symbol to be removed, but has a brittleness that lasts for a long time.

For Shadrapt to see himself slightly scorched - this pseudo sun is the latter. But strangely enough, I'm sucking in too much magic to start having entities.

If this had an entity, it wouldn't be one of these cities. With gravity and inherent heat, the nation itself could be ravaged.

Calmly Shadrapt perceived one. After all, it must be the Gear Labours that made the effort to create this one. That race is the only one trying to create something like this. Junelba and reason in that regard work.

It was Shadrapt's perception that the mechanical races always move only on their own reason and risk.

That's why most of it was destroyed and lost once when Altia made the most of it. Well, I guess it was only because there was Ouffle involved for her.

Roughly, the purpose told by Rugis is over. As it is, Shadrapt circles the pseudo sun and enters the blind spot of Rugis. The boulder can't see him this far either.

Okay, let's get out of here.

Shadrapt gets wind with his wings stretched wide. It gained lifting power and rose as it was. Any further involvement in the boulder could cost you your life. It's important to get out of here at all times.

All Rugis told me was to find out if the sun was an entity or a fantasy. If you find out, you won't mind if I do.

And if you put your wings up and get into a flight posture, no one can catch up with Shadrapt anymore. Even the main bird was no match for its speed.

Naturally, you have a different character as an organism. What can keep up with that body with the strong power of a dragon is just one thing.

- Only the bird king's wings.

"- I even dreamed about it. Shadrapto!"

As soon as Shadrapt entered the exit posture, his hook paw grabbed his wings. The demon was there as he slashed off his skin tangled in sand and spit out blood.

"- Ugh... isn't that a nightmare at all?!?

Demons and dragons. The demonization of the two heads remains intact and disappears into the pseudo sun. Precisely, it is more correct that Junelba was forced to push Shadrapt into his own territory.

Exactly there is the very root of Junelba, the very small world created for him. One of the original. Two demons were swallowed up as they were.

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People and demons were looking up at the sight. The demon Junelba is being drunk by the pseudo sun with a sharp and high voice. No one knows what it means or what will happen from here on out.

"... what... happened. Lord Doha Sura."

The boulder mastigious was also the best at zeroing that into the rest of the events. In fact, if you think about it from human kinetic vision, Junelba's movements now occur as blinking.

Even for the Warcraft Doha Sura, there's only one thing I know.

"... I don't know. Apparently, it doesn't taste good."

In the demonic eye, I saw Shadrapt for a moment. I knew there seemed to be a cause for her and the Demon, but I still don't know what that means in my current act.

But good things won't happen. Both stare at the light above.

pseudo sun. In the midst of a fierce battle, both of them had to concentrate on Junelba, finally realizing its vicious existence. Perhaps it is worthy of Junelba's roots.

The fact that he tried to be the same as this must have been nothing but to maximize his power. Doha Sura remembered the frigid thoughts on her spine and struck her tongue.

It hurts too much to miss it here. That's after he spit out most of his hands. If we can still afford Junelba, we'll have to sweeten up our defeat later.

I hadn't heard that voice in a long time when Doha Sura was about to tilt a double angle unexpectedly.

"- No, I win. You guys already killed that demon guy. After that, let's leave it to your fellow mythologists."

Rugis tilted his crimson eyes, and put a demon sword on his shoulder, and said: When did you come out to the front line, what does winning mean? Rugis carries on the word without time for his surroundings to put that question to his mouth.

"Don't worry, Mastigious. So what do we do? Retreat or proceed?

Like truncating all suspicions, Rugis said. Wonders and surrounding minds become lighter thanks to the words being overly sure.

But only Mastigious stared into Rugis' eyes and worked out his words.

"You are full of creativity. The demons are still there, and if they suck, they even give their necks to the Great Demon. Now, what do you want to do?"

It seemed to be asking Mastigious, who also seemed to speak to the soldiers who refrained behind it. Rugis seemed to float more than ever, and it didn't matter either way.

After a moment of blankness, words leaked so that they were pushed by the wind.

"General. Let's go home - to the royal palace, walk straight"

You can no longer tell which soldier said that. But surely, Mastigious heard the word. And I laughed. Wipe your blood as you speak and dry your throat.

The demon is severely damaged and the sacrifice is great. The crisis has not yet left. But there is no better chance. This is our last chance when the Great Demon is not back.

Mastigious shook up his arm and said.

"Today. With this day, Volvato will be resurrected! That's why we're here. With all armies, scatter the Demon Army! Prepare the camp!

The soldier's loud voice answered it. Losing the Demon Man, the confused Demon Army retreats a few steps. Now they don't even know if they should keep attacking or run

Rugis shakes the Devil's Sword with flutter. There was no more will to retreat in those eyes. I just look to the demon who will be sitting in the royal palace.

"Well, we're going. What about Lord Rugis?"

Rugis just told me to whine.

"Going, of course. You guys defeated the Word Passer. You're all brave - then it's my turn to do my duty next. I guess so. I was probably like that."