A Wish to Grab Happiness

- Master Rugis. You do not need to be present at the meeting.

Largud-Ann's low voice licks inside the room. He was listening to the words, gently distorting his eyebrows. At the same time, he was beginning to think about what the word meant deep down in his head.

What a hard word for you to keep being cautious because there is no reward for you going to the meeting? No, I don't think it makes any sense where I put my feet.

However, given Ann's character, it is difficult to accept such an implication. Originally she focuses on coordination first and not disrupting the place, so to speak, like a coordinator. I don't remember seeing anything strong. That's why I couldn't understand the meaning of the words she used right now.

Slowly opening his lips, he honks his throat as he searches for words.

"Well, how come again? I was at a meeting, and if it doesn't make any sense, you're right."

No, look into Ann's eyes and ask her sincerity. Her smallness also took the form of just looking down. In response, she mumbles for a moment. It's like I'm not sure if I should say it or not, even if I tell it, I don't know what to tell it, expression.

Unusual. This is the first time I've seen Ann's expression like that, even if she's twice as smart. I sat back in my chair once and waited for her to say her words, clapping my shoulders. Those little lips, they bounce.

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"... Master Rugis, don't you think? You're still from the crest, Guest. They're outsiders, so to speak."

Ann feels her tongue slip off. The moment I uttered the word, I felt the pain of tightening around my stomach for fear of Rugis' reaction. When I look up at Rugis, I see, but he strokes his finger around his jaw like he said.

Oh, I don't like it. Why should I play such a role? The teeth show tremor and tremor, and there is some unusual sweat running down the spine. I don't like it, I really don't like it.

"Until now, it was shaped in a disintegrating way to get you to follow operational action. This meeting sets out our policy as a crest religion. We'll share your information, but you don't need to join us."

That's unless you can officially give it to the crest religion. and closed his lips while adding to emphasize that part. Watch Rugis react again. Ann's gut was hard as if it had caged cold air, and had become as if it were a stone.

The beginning of the event was when the Elf Queen, Finn-Eldis, was called upon to participate in the conference using magic. When he told me that he wanted to cooperate with the Archdiocesan invasion. Finn-Eldis moved his lips like this, even though he told him he had no problems.

- Of course there's no problem, we're allies, so let's promise to cooperate. But if you mean to start a full-scale war. I wonder if it's time to return the Knight Rugis I'm keeping to me.

Unexpectedly at that time, Anne remembers well that her cheeks had hardened into a strange breeze.

Yes, it certainly is. Lord Hero now, Rugis' position remains very vague and unclear. From the crest teachings, Rugis is still nothing short of a guest. Yeah, I wasn't even a believer. But I'm a guest. Is it precisely the position of collaborator?

Created a cut for the fall of the walled city of Galuamaria, this time breaking the foot of a giant named Berfein, a mercenary city. With that merit, he does not seek official status. Ann worked secretly on several occasions. I was wondering if you could at least get me a title as a Seal Knight from a guest.

But it all ended empty.

Rugis only laughs bitterly and says no, as if he refuses to be tied to something in an attempt to hang more invitations. Decline that you are not worth it.

That's how the only status he's officially gaining now is that of Finn-Eldis' direct knight. Of course I would not have fulfilled my formal liturgy and contract with Gaza, but I have heard that I made an agreement, albeit verbal, to the fold of the civil war in Gaza.

Tastes bad. That's not good. As it stands now, as Finn-Erdis put it, the formal ownership of Rugis is to be attributed to Gaza. However, it is also true that he is no longer a major symbol in the organization of the crest religion.

I am not just saying that I acted as an actor in the expansion of crest teaching. If Rugis is lost, that could also lead to the loss of Kalia-Birdnick, Fialert-la-Borgograd, as it were.

And even more. This is something Anne doesn't want to believe or even think about herself. There is no mistake that even Matia, the Virgin whom she professes, is pointing something like a certain special emotion towards Rugis.

Tastes bad, very bad.

Finn-Eldis will also attend the meeting now being convened as an ally. If we let Rugis join us there with no promises whatsoever, Finn-Eldis will naturally seek his presence. That's all we have to prevent. I'm a crest. I have put the matter of crest teaching first and Virgin Mattia in the same line. Now and after this, I'm not willing to change that. Retain him at all costs for the sake of the crest, for the sake of the Virgin Mattia.

After a moment of silence, Ann forces her lips to move to utter words. My throat felt terribly dry.

"How about it, Master Rugis? If you'll excuse me, I'd like to take this opportunity to receive a deposition from the Virgin Mattia. That would be indisputable."

"- No. Let's not do that. I'm not a crest believer anyway. Even God will be angry at you for accepting the Virgin's entrustment."

As usual, with a bitter laugh, Rugis said. Like it's really nothing, before it happens. So I said, "I don't mind."

Of this, people.

Ann felt her own eyes become a chunk of something. I hear Rugis' words, my cheeks, my lips, my hands, I don't try to move as if I were stoned. Instead, I heard the sound of the depths of his chest giving him some kind of light.

Oh, oh. Do you have any idea how much noise I've made in my chest and how much I've shaved up my own spirit and body for the sake of what you've done? Even now, there is a stunning neighborhood under my eyes, and I don't have time to hide it with makeup.

Whose, whose fault? How much I do after your unsolicited behavior? Yes, indeed, the Hall of Heroes offers a rare feat. But isn't it you who gave your best behind it? Weren't you the one who did the service?

Even so, he doesn't try to look at me at all. For a little while, could you just move as I think? For a little while, could you give me a compliment on being helpful, or great?

I know. I know, but this is an ugly emotion, and it's only a win-win, etc. In the chest, shame and self-loathing eat each other, and circle around.

Still, even so, I'm not convinced. Ann slowly opened her lips, almost flooding the edge of her eyes with something close to tears.

"… everything from scratch, I will explain. Listen to everything and make your decision."

Somehow, in a trembling voice, Anne said so so, not to expose the incompetence. As a negotiator, it was the first time Anne had been so humiliated.