A Wish to Grab Happiness

The Devil's Sword strikes and trembles. For the sword integrated with my husband, the change was too pronounced.

The Lord was totally trying to turn him into a demon. I'm about to be the center of chaos.

That's not the same as being demonic and proper and becoming a demon, like the controller Drigman, the gem Agatos, or the giant Kalia.

A species called man was now trying to deviate from man with the original.

The Devil's Sword knows that many of its ends are ruinous.

Those who have fallen into the beast, and those who have become demons with hatred like a curse - even the human hero Altia. The end of the road was never happiness or anything else.

Now the Lord Rugis is trying not to unlock the original. That is close to a step towards ruin. Then the devil's sword crucified, wondering whether he should not stop the LORD.

- In a moment, the Devil's Sword mocked and sounded the blade. What, now?

If you really think it should be retained, you should have had the greatest resistance from the moment that that gear put your hand on the Lord's body. That could have rejected the demonization of the body or something.

But the Devil's Sword came to mind. If the Lord became a demon, he wondered if he could be more homogeneous with himself.

The Devil's Sword is everything from the pattern to the blade is the Devil's crystal. A true magic tool sharpened from the body of the great demon Altius.

That means - from the Lord of man, it is only foreign. Then the day may come when they will let their hands go, trying to mix their existence. As in that prison time, the time may come for others to receive it.

I'm sorry about that. I just don't like that.

But unless the Lord is also demonic. Until that very end, we shall be identical.

That's why the Devil's Sword couldn't stop Rugis from demonizing him.

Even now, I won't stop. The Devil's Sword understood that this was an ugly and evil emotion. But they are emotions because they cannot be stopped by their own will.

Forgiveness and so on. If we can stay together until that very last moment, that's all we need. Besides, if you truly want to defeat Vrilligant, you have limits in people's bodies. Then we have to go beyond people.

Rugis leaked the word. The dictionary unlocks its heavy locks.

"Original Unlock -"

As such, the lock was dropped. The Devil's Sword moves the blade like a roar. And I found out who the original was. Speaking of lords, it seems.

The Lord considers Himself evil. That's what he says he's not a hero. But the Lord continued to reach there.

It is the Lord's righteousness and his impatience for heroes. It's like telling me that's all you are.

Then the end of the Lord has already been decided. I'm sure it's not here.

The Devil's Sword is undergoing transformation. The purple was sharper and the black waved to invade everything. That is no longer so much a sword as a night itself overflowing from the hands of Rugis.

Vrilligant roars. The world rocked, mountain skin bounced and flew. The nail that also smashes the rock is swinging down against Rugis. The hollow ripped itself apart and paved the way.

Just a simple thing to do to trample down a feather worm. Every one of them is special. Rugis, who had yet to solve his manners, was nothing more than that.

But the devil's sword watched his silver hair shake in sight. So I was deciding there was no problem.

And he that draweth the blood of a giant shall not be easily defeated by a dragon.

"- Rugis! You, ah!

Black Scarlet pays to kill a giant dragon claw. It wasn't a setup or anything, just a swinging blow. But the power of the giant is devastating enough.

For a moment, Vrilligant's hand swayed. Rugis smiled on his cheek, the Devil's Sword knew it.

"It's a boulder, Kalia. And time is good, it's night. The sun falls to the earth."

Roughis waves the Devil's Sword as he wraps around the night. The space itself felt as if it was no longer his.

Then I thought I'd do it, whining effortlessly to Vrilligant, and Rugis unsealed the original.

"- Original Unlock" The First Evil ""

And there was he that was scorched by the hero, and slew the hero, and reached out unto Sang Hero.

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Gem Agatos keeps walking following the nostalgic smell. Every time the smell plucked the tip of my nose, the past hit my head many times and I didn't like it.

Anyway, all I can remember is not about my compatriot Drigman.

A barbarian princess of mixed blood. The day they called it that, they were circling Agatos' brain.

Agatos' body is not pure demonization. A mix of demonic rogues born over rocks and fairy clans.

For the demonic nature of parting into seeds and forming tribes and receiving kings, mixed blood was too heretical. Especially in the time Agatos lived. There is still little interaction between the tribes themselves.

My parents threw Agatos off a cliff and threw him away. Even after survival, he could not imitate that he belonged somewhere, and Agatos was merely a fit to wander the world in unison.

There were times when I was dying, and despair seemed natural. Not a rogue, not a fairy. Then I asked myself what I was, yes, many times.

Agatos laughed at the once distressed patrol. I am the supreme jewel, the only rotten one. It can't be anything else.

Open your eyes. The dragon's body, which saw nothing, was beginning to hold its shape little by little. Sometimes it's like a rocky mountain, sometimes it changes shape like a dragon's nest, enough to make you wonder if this place would have really been in your body anymore.

I see, is this what dragons are for? No. Is Vrilligant abnormal? It fits when Agatos starts to feel that way.

A stronger, nostalgic smell poked my nostrils. A treasure trove packed with a great deal of gold and crowns and all manner of money.

There she is.

Fialert-la-Borgograd. Make me a magician, Agatos and Leu's seeker.

She throws out her beautiful black hair and draws waves, falling asleep with her gold and silver treasure as her bed. It was like resting something important. The treasure trove may be visible because it symbolizes it.

Agatos approaches the fialert and touches his finger on its cheek as he swallows the overflowing exhalation. That figure I hadn't seen in a long time seemed a little thin.

At the same time, Agatos realized that the magic meridian of the fialert was no longer close to that of demonic nature. Close the eyelids.

Originally the fialert was better with magic, you can say it was too good. Then there may be a partial transformation of the magic meridian. However, I had never heard of a switchover as soon as possible.

It's obvious what happened to her and what she paid for.

Ha, and Agatos sighed.

"You're an idiot. No one, neither is he. There will be so many ways to live more simply. I turn from myself to the left to the right, and I get lost on my own. I can't watch."

His feet flutter and Agatos accidentally falls into the body of the fialert. Agatos was no longer close to the limit. It is a miracle in itself that we are still alive in this space where we are deprived of our magic and strength just by walking.

But what needed to be done was not over. Agatos takes out the cloth bag that the fialert was stuck in his chest with a trembling hand.

"... looks like I'm counting on him. You're gonna have to lend it to me for a little while now, Fialert. It's okay, you're safe."

Grasp the cloth bag intact, turn it into a gem and take it into your body.

Perhaps the contents are fairy clan magic crystals. It wasn't something that could be used for anything, but it contained a degree of mystery to contain magic. It could be an amulet as an antimage.

Agatos and half fairies. If you take in that magic, your throat fills with a slightly moist feel.

"I'm sorry they're not your turn, but I'll wake you up, Fialert. He's right, he's just not as adult as sleeping, is he? - Come on, destroy Vrilligant."

Fialert is now Vrilligant's heart. I know I can't wake up just talking. Then I'll have to force you to wake me up.

Agatos said, wrapping his hands around the fialert.

"I'll have it back, Vrilligant. Both Fialert and that child - the original unlock," The Eternal Glow in My Hand. "

A gem dancing around Agatos stopped the movement perfectly. In the dark, the light fills up.