A Wish to Grab Happiness

Chapter 212: 212 CHAPTER 211 "Promise Exchange under the Moon"


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--Have you ever hated something from the bottom of your heart?

I didn't know what to say as soon as I heard the saintly voice of Mattia. I felt a faint pain in my lungs.

I wondered what kind of words Mattia wanted from me. In the first place, it is rare for her to talk about feelings. For Mattia, emotions are something that should be talked about in a calculating and calculating manner, and not something that should be put on the table in a serious manner. At most, she would show her face when she was playing around.

And now, what's the matter with Mattia? She keeps her face down, her voice trembling timidly, as if she were just a little girl, revealing her heart.

"...... That's right. I'm sure there are times in our lives when we embrace, whether it's hate or love.

He sits deep in his chair, his lips contorted, and says. I could see the heat rising in his eyes.

For a moment, a few thoughts flashed through my mind. How could I, of all people, say that I had never harbored hatred in my heart, no matter how I tried to make it look?

That's something no one but me knows anymore. A feeling I once had that I can't tell anyone about.

It's not something that can be disguised with light words. I'm not going to turn my back on it and deny it. After all, that emotion is the very source that once drove me.

Hearing my words, the tension that had been floating around Mattia's body seemed to relax a little. Still holding my hands with both of hers, Mattia said. Her face was still downcast.

I'm embarrassed to say that I have it too. I'm ashamed to admit that I've had moments when I've felt what people call disgust or hatred.

If you say that I am ashamed of my temporary feelings, then I would be a very ashamed person for having them on a regular basis.

I see, for a saint, it may be forbidden to have such feelings. After all, a saint of the heraldic religion is a symbol of knowledge and reason. Emotional upheaval is probably very far away from her.

Everyone, no matter how much they suppress it, will at one time or another feel hatred or rage in their hearts. But Mattia, in a voice that crawled on the ground, continued, as if to say, "It's not that simple.

I've been trying not to think about it, but I can't help it - it's been getting bigger and bigger lately, and I can't seem to get it under control.

Mattia's words naturally caused me to widen my eyes and raise my eyebrows. Mattia still didn't look up.

I felt a little strength in her hands as she grasped my hand.

"...... Great Satan, huh?

I said in a whisper, throwing myself into the silence that had fallen within the tent. I could hear Mattia's long hair swaying and the sound of her breath escaping. I couldn't help but bite my own lip hard.

Oh, yeah, that's right. In fact, why hadn't I noticed it before? I feel like clamping my own head shut.

The Great Satan is the worst enemy the heraldry has ever had. For a long time, they've taken our lands, undermined our doctrine and spat on our dignity.

Wherever you are, there will be persecution. For heraldry, being stoned was an everyday occurrence.

So was Mr. Nines, the man who raised me. He has been acting like the owner of an orphanage while hiding his heraldry. If you call yourself a heraldic saint, you will lose your flying status.

Why was Mattia, the saint of heraldry, once forced to hide in an underground temple? It was not only because she was planning to attack Galuamaria.

The enemy who had forced us to suffer for so long was now right in front of us. There is a clear enemy, within reach of your spear. It's no wonder that even the saintly Mattia, or perhaps because she is a saint, has so much emotion in her heart.

This battlefield has a different meaning than the ones in Galuamaria and Gazalia. This battlefield is different from the ones in Galuamaria and Gazalia. It is, without a doubt, the Great Saints themselves.

It's terrible. You should've known. My back teeth chatter.

Mattia grabbed my hand and said a few more words. It sounded as if she was forcing her emotions out of her mouth, as if she could no longer contain them.

Have you ever seen the treatment of heraldry in rural areas? Have you ever seen the treatment of heralds in rural areas? Women, on the other hand, have to be fondled until they are useless.

The words were plain and simple. And yet the voice trembled with fear. It was, indeed, something I'd never seen in Mattia before.

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It wasn't the kind of strength she had when she was angry with me. Strangely, Mattia's figure was starting to look smaller.

"At times, they were treated like cattle. Laughed at, belittled, and even trampled on for their faith.

Mattia's body and voice trembled slightly, but he tried his best to continue. It was as if she felt obligated to do so.

"When I, as a saint, set them free. They were no longer people. They were no longer people.

They were not people. I couldn't ask what that meant.

To be honest. I'm not sure I have the right words to tell Mattia. I don't know what I can say to her when she's sobbing with her face down.

I'm sure she's been holding it all in until now. She must have been holding it all in, never letting it show on her face, never letting it show in her voice, never letting it show in her attitude. She has been killing her grudge deep in her heart. In the name of sainthood.

But today, a little bit of that has fallen apart. With my enemy in my eyes, I couldn't hold back my rampant emotions.

So I couldn't help but let it out, and I went to my non-heraldic, yet heraldic, place. That's all.

I'm sorry ....... I've been trying to keep it ...... under control until now. This is just for today,.......

As Mattia said, perhaps this is just for today. I'm sure that tomorrow, Mattia will be wearing the same saintly mask as always.

Mattia is not the kind of weak person who stays down on the ground forever. She's not like me, who keeps anguishing like a fool.

Mattia's grip on my hand loosened slightly. Her voice was choppy and choppy, shaking the air. It was nothing like her usual methodical way of speaking.

In the darkness of the night, the moonlight was shining into the tent. I guess there are no real words for someone like me to say to her. Mattia's hands gently left mine.

"Mattia.

I grasped Mattia's hands back, this time with my own.

There are no words to say. I'm sure it's true. But I'm sure I'm allowed to squeeze her hands back when she's sobbing her face off. No, I don't care if I'm not allowed.

My teacher said to me today. "My teacher told me today that you are such a cruel person that you truly don't care whether people die or live because of you.

There is no way to deny that. In fact, what did I do in the favelas of Galuamaria, and how many dead people did I throw into the grave in Gazalia, involving Erdis?

It's too much to ask you to be a righteous person or a good person now. It would have been better if he had been called vicious or cruel.

That's why, even after listening to Mattia's story, I still feel that I don't care about people whose names and faces I don't know. A fever will overtake my heart, but I will not pity her.

"Then maybe the Great Saints are right, and I'm just a master of vice. It's a funny story.

But still, if the frightened, trembling girl in front of me wanted to.

He grasped Mattia's hands even tighter. He gazed straight into her suddenly raised face.

If you still put your faith in me, I'll give you my life instead. I will wield my sword as a hero.

For a moment, Mattia's expression faltered as he blinked his eyes as if he was in love. The expression on her face was also one of the most beautiful I've ever seen. Her small lips rippled gently.

--Can you help me, Lugis?

Mattia said in a voice that still trembled somewhat. I could feel her hands clasped tightly back.

--If that's what you want, I'll be happy.

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