A Wish to Grab Happiness

Gemstone magic.

That's what they called Reu's deed. Turn an organism into a gem, turn a gem into an organism again. There was no such thing as to think that its macabre sorcery, which made even beauty feel, was no longer the power of the devil.

Hundreds of gems rolling down from Reu's hand turn into soldiers on the spot. The soldiers looked decent for a moment, but soon began to line up on the spot. I had been briefed by Kalia before I was bewitched, but they no longer thought it was a substitute for being able to travel in such a flash.

- Yes, from them, this move is a blinking event.

Gems transcend even time to record, store and seal what they are but remain. Being turned into a gem rejected any deterioration.

It is difficult to keep Leu in power for so long, but Agatos, the main body, holds a large city that was once turned into a gem.

Rejection of degradation. This is the pinnacle of the gem Agatos.

Bernard stared in a flat mood as a small unit was able to make it to the corner of the street. My spine gives me goosebumps and I feel the common sense in me repainted.

Is magic so much? What Bernard was feeling here and now was not the joy of taking the back of the Demon Army, etc. Licking your heart is deeper than that, vigilance and fear of witchcraft.

Reu is like nothing, but if there are a few that use power like Reu, then the world's tactical theory can be lightly overshadowed.

Soldiers are allowed to move the field lightly from unit to unit. There's no need for military roads, not even soldier stations. If that became common sense, the state would continue to fight with fear as to when and where it was attacked by enemy forces.

That's what all of the accumulated wisdom could be repainted. This was an extraordinarily hard and vivid sight for the followers of knowledge and technology.

Think about it, maybe this was an opportunity for Bernard. But at this time, I just thought it was a blur.

- We must create a crest religion that is only comparable to this.

"... the restoration of the soldiers is over. Commander, please, Master Bernard."

Reu tells Bernard, in a tone that even looks unaffordable. I didn't even notice the shards, such as the anomaly that I dealt with.

For a moment in her words, Bernard lets her lips and eyebrows pull up.

Bernard was totally new to being able to make troops here in the first place and to being commanded. The only thing he was instructed to do was carry Reu here.

Kalia didn't like the fact that even a small amount of information could be leaked.

Besides, Karia had an unusual nigga, unique to the chivalry class. The directive will be issued, but that is always minimal. Speak silently that you will find out later if you think about the place.

On the contrary, it's like saying if you're incompetent you don't even know that, you don't need it.

Bernard opens his mouth as he wrinkles between his eyebrows, illuminating the wavering blade with sunlight.

"- Assault behind enemy forces more than this. This is no longer a battle. It's just a journey to create the bodies of our enemies."

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Central Street. A battlefield where the human and demonic forces, led by Mastigious, eat each other in grand behavior.

The Demon Army was overwhelmed by numbers, but the number of troops capable of fighting in a street is limited. On top of that, the human side had gone as far as the formation of the position to prepare for the demonic army's offensive.

Therefore, it becomes temporarily antagonistic. I should have.

- An hour from the start of the fight. It was the human army that dominated it.

That must be the familiarity of Mastigious with dealing with the Demon Army and the skill of the soldiers. The soldiers have repositioned themselves against the Demon Army assault every time, surviving with minimal damage.

But perhaps the most important factor was not that, because of some kind of emotion that the Demon Army had.

That is, fear of the Magic General Mastigious and the Demon Rugis.

Until the poison Junelba represented himself, the Demon Army was tormented by the magic of scattered Mastigious, who understood how threatening this presence was. If there is even a demon there, it is because of the warcraft that moves by instinct that the movement becomes dull.

A moment of hesitation during the assault was a factor that gave the human side only room to carry out a rebellion.

"- Left wing, front is good. Does it feel like the right wing is being attacked? Are you sure? If the right flank is deceived, the Demon Army will turn behind you."

Doha Sura, a demon-eyed beast following Rugis, said as he put his arms together.

There is no precipitation in the word, nor is there any error. If it was enough to look over a part of the city, it would not have used much effort on him with demonic eyes.

Rugis throws his legs out as he sits in his chair, doing his sight on the front line and teasing his mouth open.

"You, have you spoken to that Mastigious once?

Doha Sura shakes her head lightly to the side. Except for some, Doha Sura has no special interest in humans. He seemed really demonic in that regard.

"I'm hand-worked, my enemy. I know you're thinking about that. Until then, if you haven't thought about it. You can go if you care."

"I don't want to. Your surroundings are the safest! You can only go under the shelter of the strong!

Doha Sura even felt some kind of envy for Shadrapt, who insisted so by straining his chest strongly. Fools don't have to think about it, so it seems easy.

But if it was meant to be, it was supposed to be the most dangerous zone when it came to the perimeter of Rugis.

He can always take the lead and step in the dead with his legs. The fact that only two people broke into the enemy prison Bella is new to Doha Sura's memory.

But now Rugis didn't seem to feel that way. Instead, when asked if Doha Sura would not come forward, he shouted.

"Don't call me an idiot, Doha Sura. Your words are an insult to them who are fighting now. Are they vulnerable enough to need asylum? Or are you unwilling enough to walk without guidance?

Dressed with her elbows on, Rugis didn't say any more.

With that word, Doha Sura noticed the ultimate difference between the original him and his becoming a demon. Unexpectedly my cheeks are loose and I smile bitterly.

When he was human, Rugis did not trust man in his essential parts, nor in his shards. His solitary action and the amount of arbitrariness must be in the context of human mistrust.

On the other hand, ironically, the demon Rugis trusts humanity with his childlike innocence.

It was ridiculous. It should all be the other way around. Humans trust humans, and demonization doesn't trust humans. But Rugis trusted man for the first time by losing his memory by making him demonic.

Doha Sura waved a drop of interest into Rugis. I wonder what his past was that led him so far to discern humans.

It must not be due to one event, etc. There must have been a variety of past, factors, and a multitude of cuts.

That's what it used to be, like Altia.

"Steady. So you're really letting people deal with you even when poison or gear comes out? That's a boulder..."

"- You should stop."

Shadrapt took away the words that Doha Surah was about to tell him. I don't know. The lid of Doha Sura goes up.

As Shadrapt's behavior, this was unusual. In principle she just goes around about someone. It was rare for me to express my opinion myself, even if I could frighten and scream like an idiot.

And now that her voice is more neat than ever, I felt that way about Doha Sura.

"If it's coming out, isn't it Junelba? I'm not a substitute for human beings. Though he was disparaged by the king of poisonous birds, he was a god of the sun and the wind."

In that moment, Doha Sura's eyes change.

Once upon a time, a time when this world was still an extension of mythology. Even Doha Surah, which destroyed the Great Devils and Demons with Altia, had never heard anything like Shadrapto said.

If there is a time when the demons reigned as gods, that is about the time of the original myth before the Great Demons occurred. How does she know that time?

Rugis opened his mouth before Doha Sura's gaze inquired.

"What, you're pretty familiar with that birdhead. You know him?

"I don't know anyone, I'm with you. I'm a brother. You've been in conflict with other demons together."

Immediately after the words, Doha Sura erupts only what is out of her mouth. On the other hand, Shadrapt looked like, well, I'm glad I said this.