A Wish to Grab Happiness

Magnificent music resonates in all of King's City.

Beautiful clothing tailored for this day in the score prepared for this day.

The festival was decorated to make the king's capital appear to be climaxing today, while still in the process of rebuilding.

People are out on the streets waiting for a new ruler. Despite the celebrations that followed the triumph, everyone was celebrating the moment. No one is tired of it.

Finally, everyone said that the time for prosperity and stability would come.

Among the oldest temples in the kingdom, the ritual was performed.

"--Phyllos-Treight. From now on, you will succeed in the name of Amelits-Garreist. Blessed be thy name, the only God, and many spirits, and honor thy reign."

Sigilistic Virgin Matthia celebrates Phyllos with a crown.

For generations, the crown of kingdom was the crown of the cathedral's pope.

However, the Catholic Church is no longer the national religion of the Garrison Kingdom. The crowning of the Garrison King by Mattia, the symbol of Sigilism, was also the end of an era.

Matthia and a few priests tell Philos the holy word, and put the crown on his head.

It was at this very moment that Phyllos-Treight, the lord of one city and only concubine princess, officially became queen of the Garrison Kingdom.

"I pledge to fulfill the mission and responsibilities entrusted to me and to reign over all my country as my flesh and blood."

The queen is crowned, and everyone, including the Virgin Matthia, is present. Then they swore allegiance to the queen, and that they would serve the kingdom on this occasion.

The ceremony was at an end, and it was finally time to appoint a Marshal. Queen Amelitz - Phyllos receives the marshal's wand from his sidekick and waits for Lugis to advance.

The marshal's cane is decorated with gold based on black. It's a hue made to look like Philos' dress.

Phyllos narrowed his eyes to how much it conveyed to him, including the intention to always be ready to serve by the Queen.

That's what I think.

Rather, I wonder if that man will come out.

Perhaps you won't come out saying that you don't feel like riding with the Marshal or something.

It feels like a snake crawling through your spine. Phyllos thinks he can do it.

I heard that the worse I could escape alone in the middle of the night, so I planned to stop Carlia, Fialert, and Mattia.

Luckily that didn't happen, but it was Phyllos' honesty that Rugis didn't do anything wrong.

My heart sounds. Will you come out properly? I called my name with such a strong feeling.

"--Lugis, forward."

It's a moment of tension. I may not have been so nervous in my life.

Why do we have to be hunted down by one person so far? It was irrational, but I even felt angry.

─ Ha

But let's blow up Philos' tensions and patrols. With a short answer, he came forward.

Gold and black ornaments given by Philos to a green uniform. He didn't like it, but the colour looks very good in the ceremonial setting.

Rugis walked right in front of Phyllos and stayed there. I feel my chest chirping. From now on, he will be his marshal.

The destiny of the opponent, who has driven his fate crazy many times, can be driven crazy by this.

At the same time as that faint joy, there was another emotion.

So he is my hero in the Garrison Kingdom. Neither Borvato nor Sigilistic.

Matthia won't admit it, but as a matter of fact, it's fine.

As in the Knight's Oath, Phyllos taps Lugis lightly on the shoulder with his wand.

"Lugis, I entrust you to the Marshal of the Garrison Kingdom. From this point on, you are the hero of our country. I will be the father of the soldiers."

It was slightly different from the words as originally decided.

However, Rugis is not very upset and responds. You probably don't remember what Phyllos originally said. Phyllis realized that Matia's expression was shaking for a moment.

"Ha-ha, let's do all the spirits and make sure we do it."

Phyllos nodded satisfactorily. Even though it was a matter of etiquette, it was pleasant for Lugis to nod honestly to his own words.

I was aware that this was a distorted thought on the boulder.

"Well then, Marshal Rugis. What will you do as Marshal? Answer me."

This was a word that had been agreed in advance.

Rugis replies, "Let's defeat the enemies of the state and ensure victory." That brings us to the end of the Marshal.

That was supposed to happen, and there were no other answers.

"--The enemy of the state is now in the north. Your Majesty."

Phyllos' cheeks twitched. I didn't notice it around me, but my eyes were wide open.

It's bad. He's starting to do something again. Phyllos' spine sweats cold. I have not arranged such a word.

That said, Rugis is taking the marshal's wand and starting talking. It was Phyllos himself, the queen, who demanded the word.

Until Rugis shut his mouth, there was no one to pinch his voice.

"That is, the great demon Zebrelilis. The cathedral is trying to shoot down his men, but he's still not trying to raise his hips - the cathedral gods can't beat the demon Zebrelilis."

It was nothing more than an affront to the cathedral and thus to the religion of the Catholic Church.

The ceremony was attended not only by nobles and priests, but also by painters and journalists to announce the crown of the new kingdom more broadly.

This word will surely be remembered by them and many will be disseminated.

That's the goal? Whose wisdom Philos stares at Matthia's expression.

But strangely enough, she kept her eyes open and watched what was happening.

"--Her Majesty. Daemon Zebrelilis. And we will surely defeat the false God who deceived mankind."

Rugis swore to hold the marshal's wand to his chest. Proof of the end of his words.

Phyllos distorts his legs.

Phyllos can't imagine what a soul Lugis is. But even though the state religion had a crest, there were still Catholic followers in the country.

People don't change their faith so easily.

If we accept Phyllos here, we will tailor them to the rebels.

- No. Either slow or fast.

Phyllos murmured in his chest and blinked several times. Then I open my lips.

"Take the word of your oath. Lead the way to victory. Marshal Lugis."

While telling Fukurugis, Phyllos narrowed his eyes.

Either way, the cathedral does not recognize the new kingdom. I talked to him many times, but he didn't seem to be breaking up at all. Then sooner or later, there will be a full-scale conflict.

Then it is better to keep the pus in the present, there is also the idea.

Besides, that's it.

Phyllos looked at Lugis as he left it.

He said he would do it for himself. Then why don't you get it done, even if it's true or false? Phyllos knew it was warm enough to burn his chest.

I can't stop now. He and I have no choice but to go as far as we can.

Even if it were the kingdom of heaven, and the bottom of the earth, it would not matter to Philos.

Only this man will lead us anywhere. Absolutely.