A Wish to Grab Happiness

It's not a normal conversation room, it's a private room of firing alerts that most people don't enter. I shouldn't have forced a feverish firing alert, but I needed you to listen just to talk.

"I see, I hate it! You don't want to die!

But at the heart of today's story, it's like I don't want to talk.

With reddish-colored hair, Shad makes a great smile.

A quiet appearance that leaves a tranquility is a little too clear a word.

"... Shad"

"No, this isn't selfish!? That's a natural argument. Why should I fight that monster spirit!?

Reu's tired shout, shad responds and twists his shoulders as he sits in the chair. Thinking about it, isn't it about Shad that Leu doesn't call me by Sunaga?

A little frightened by the ruthless gaze I can only see now, I turned to Shad from the front.

"I'm not asking you to fight me. I just want you to buy me time. I bet you wanted me to kill Zebrelilith. And this is the strategy you brought. I think it's a reciprocal deal."

"I definitely don't want to make any favorable deals. You have no idea what a reciprocal deal is."

"... you brought some amazing stuff inside, Lugis."

Shad said so with a serious face, causing everyone on the spot to lose their words for a moment.

I didn't bring the firing alert with me, even though she said she couldn't say anything anymore. Talk to Caria. He's the first owner.

Leu turned his contemptuous eyes towards Shad with his turbid eyes.

The quiet red-haired beauty still looked down on by a young girl was an unpleasant sight. They are often in line, but there seems to be no contradiction at all.

"... I don't know. Why are you so backward? It must be a dragon, you. Then I won't die first."

Find words while holding your fingers down around your mouth. I don't know what to say, but I've never met anyone with a pessimistic mind that's more backward than me. I had no idea what to say.

A red copper dragon that destroyed his body to dust after killing Vrigant. That's the girl in front of me right now - Shadrapto.

There is no doubt about this. She sees the same color as the magic of that time. With all that magic capacity and calories, how can you be so frightened?

It doesn't look like an act to me.

"Because it's a dragon, what is it? Whether it's a human or a dragon, it doesn't change. No, I'd rather be scared of dragons!

"... I don't understand the meaning, so please repeat it properly."

With a quiet expression on his face, Leu said, and Shad looked at me with a crying face.

Even if I shake it, I'm in trouble. First of all, why is Shad so vulnerable to Lew? I wonder if it is being grasped with weakness.

"- Well, after all, you ex-humans don't understand. Humans are crazy to risk their lives, even if they have a one-half chance sometimes. I'm sorry, even if it's one in a million."

He was a pathetic dragon. Is this what dragons are all like?

Shad opens his eyes to blow my eyes out.

"That's a good person. In a hundred years, you'll die! --But we dragons don't die like that. You've never seen a dragon die in its lifespan. The longer you live, the more likely you are to be unhappy. If the probability was one in a million, it might not be subtracted in a hundred years. What about 200 years? What about a thousand years? I may eventually die of unhappiness beyond my control. The probability of not being perfect is synonymous with death. Then we should try to be perfect."

Perhaps that was not something you thought about on the spot. It always has a much smoother tone than what Shad talks about with momentum.

But it was a view of life that I never thought about. It reminds me of the difference between me and her race.

Rather, it might have been a miracle that we were discussing each other like this.

Shad is certainly too timid to remember. But it wasn't the fear of the dark clouds, it was her idea.

The Tenjo dragons, who once had a vast floating castle in heaven, are now close to extinction. Now on this earth, the dragon species is definitely running toward doom.

Rather, her overly pessimistic idea may have been taken for granted as a species.

Shad braggingly opens his mouth as Lew and I round our eyes.

"That's why I want you to do your best this time! You guys would be a half, but whatever it is, it's okay!

……

My head is starting to hurt. If the jewel Agathos were still here, he would have sprayed the poison. He was reliable no matter where he was.

For a moment, I narrowed my eyes. I meant to repent only for her, but it still seemed that there was a trace of pain in my heart.

"Well, let's think about this. Shad"

It was a firing alert that opened my mouth on behalf of me who moved my thoughts in another direction.

Black eyes have a tiring color. Though better, I wonder if the fever is still completely absent.

"If we fail to defeat the Great Devil Zebrelilith, the world will go around like the Ultia you're afraid of - and the Ultia will forgive you."

I'm sure you won't. Ultia's biggest goal is the unification of the continent through faith. For him, magic is only a stage device to unite humans.

It is more obvious than looking at fire what happens to a device that has finished its role.

The shadow squeezes and leans his neck while sitting. I've lost the color of my cowardly eyes.

"Your thoughts are fatally broken. Suppose you could work together here and manage Zebrelilis. So who's gonna kill Altia after all?

Shad said that as long as it's all over, there won't be a minute for this bet.

No matter how advantageously you advance on the board, the monster is turned upside down just by coming out.

Then it would be better to run around blind rather than confront.

She destroyed Vrigant, but I killed her. Perhaps Shad will be missed.

"... ma. Of course, that's a low probability. Still, you want to avoid the appearance of jumping out and dying in vain. Altia must still be looking over the board with plenty of room."

When Shad finished saying that, it became difficult for Fialert and Lew to talk.

Her words are backed by experience. It is not a thin and light word as before. Especially the firing alert was seen in the Great Temple of Frimsrat.

I wonder if they can persuade someone that the roots are good people in the first place, but they cannot persuade them.

I was the opposite of them.

"--No, you can't afford it. Ultia's in a hurry."

Yeah?

Looking straight at Shad's eyes, she said.

He assembled words in his head and raised his cheeks.

"Here's Ultia's plan. We will hunt down humans with magic, save them from confusion and sorrow, and gain faith and rule - but look now. Many of mankind have united, but they do not grieve. His assumptions have been distorted for a long time."

Long live the Catholic Church and how many people remain in this king's capital?

Until the Great Devil and the Magus show up and humans are slaughtered in vain, as Ultia thought. But after that, it should be unexpected.

Once upon a time of journey, the magicians who fell into the city with a single smile and continued to destroy the heroes - Controller Drigman, Poison Geneva, Gear Rabul, Gem Agatos.

They have been lost, and humanity has not lost hope. They face forward when they can fight magic.

And now Ultia is gone until the Great Demon Vrigant.

Humanity is no longer experiencing the misery of old times. It's different from when all the famous nations collapsed and were hunted down by parts of the continent.

"If even Zebrelilis, which the Catholic Church made the Great Devil, were destroyed by the Sigilism, there would surely be a human coming this way. That's why we're going forward. That's what he hates the most. Hey, Shad. If so, when will this opportunity roll in next? Maybe it won't happen again until you die."

Shad chewed his nails with wrinkles between his eyebrows.

The gaze was looking away, not at me. Apparently, they thought it was worth considering.

The claws and teeth made a meshing sound, and after a few seconds of thinking carefully, Shad said.

"- Well, there's one deal."