Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

So I left my baggage at the rally point, and then we all came to the grave.

It seems the cemetery is in the back of the interior, and Nereid and the others who solved the technique of humanization lead us to the place.

I guess I also have the peace of mind that I'm back in my hometown. The Nereids are swimming loosely underwater. The water spirits are also numerous, and Nereid and the others are happy to be back, swimming around them enjoyably, and when they can see the spirits from me, they also wave here with pleasure. Hmm.

"That's a lot of spirits. After all, is the inside special?"

"Yeah, maybe. It's a special place for us to be at the same time."

And, Morgan tells me.

The magic that covers the inside is also pure, which would also have to do with the number and activity of the spirits. There seems to be no doubt that the inner realm of the Nereid is the spiritual field where it is referred to in the East or where it is described as the magical accumulation of the Yang.

Swimming down the street to the back of the interior, there was a stone temple plated building. The graveyard grounds are slightly smaller than the inside scale, but I guess the Nereids are a long-lived species, so the graveyard size will only expand slowly.

On the grounds - there is a neat line of tombstones around the temple. A slight light source was also placed everywhere, with a quiet atmosphere there. Do the spirits also perceive such a difference in atmosphere, or are they magical faces about behind and beside the Nereids?

"There's a grave set for each family."

"Lord Sandario and Dorcia will... build a cemetery as the ancestors of a new family. But before that, we're going to have a year at the altar to prepare for you to be greeted to the cemetery by the ancestral spirits."

"We also try to make sure that the deceased doesn't have any remnants of her life... so we pray that she can sleep quietly with us."

And, Katia and Morgan, Dorcia's daughter, tell me. Were the Nereids dedicated to their ancestors?

There is a large altar and crystal pillar behind the temple. I could see the quiet but great magic emanating from it. On the altar there are two stone coffins - arranged to lean against each other... that belongs to Sandario and Dorcia.

"Father, Mother, I'm home"

I've been doing a lot of research on your father.

And that's what the daughters of Dorcia said. Close your eyes and join your hands against the altar to show you how to pray.

We'll do the same and pray.... what to talk from. Right. To the first person I meet, let's start with an introduction, shall we?

Name and origin. Since he is the husband of Rosemary, who retroactively draws the blood of the Martinez family, I guess that means that he is a relative to the Martinez family and the Marquis of Balfour.

Come to Glowfonica if you can help Prince Hellfreet and Katia. I'm going to explain why I came here, one by one, in retrospect.

The current situation in Glowfonica and Western marine countries. I followed him from the dagger and found his eyes from the clues left in the portrait. How I met with the Deep Fishman tribe to learn how to use my eyes. And I haven't given up my eyes yet, about the Principality of Forgallo...

And the story to come. I found my eyes and put them back in the world. I'm already going to settle things as a party.

We do not want wars in Western countries or disputes with deep fishermen. Move to deal with such events so that they do not occur.

It's - it's the way I've lived with everyone, the way I promised Vallos... and that's why I promise I won't do anything to throw it out.

That's how - as I prayed with everyone, I felt an increase in magic across the altar.

"This is-"

When I open my eyes - I see the crystal columns wrapping around the light. A gathering of many magic powers. That's calm but strong and warm......

Morgan says, though slightly flattered.

"- I have heard that the same thing has happened before... during the clan's difficulties. The power of the ancestral spirit must be increasing. Maybe there's something I want to tell you from the other side. Close your eyes and listen."

That's what I said, Morgan, showing you how to pray again. We'll do the same.

Then… some landscape appeared to emerge even though the eye lid was closed.

Someone running through the cave with a rough breath. He runs around the cave, hits the pirates, hides himself, cuts in, breaks down the aisle with dirt magic, plays a big stand around and scratches the pirates around.

Oh, is this - Sandario's memory? So, I guess this is what happened after the pirates stayed in Ajito as a pimp.

Running around fighting the cave, what we arrived at was the spacious harbour we created using the cave. Salomon's Pirate Fleet moored. On that deck - Sandario saw.

Four fishermen and a fisherman wrapped in pirate clothes who spit traitor and evil on his mouth. If you use the power of the posted necklace to give a manipulation order, the evil state of the fishermen stops and you head to the back of the cave to find the intruder as if you had lost your mind. He said he was being manipulated, but he raised his temper from his body.

Pirate clothed fishmongers laughing contentedly at the fish people leaving. Sandario breathes in the shadows of the rocks and confirms his sword.

If I held the sword - I wasn't lost anymore. Struggle around the limbs and make a huge leap through the secret harbor with Levitation.

The fisherman who was looking at the margins could not react to that blow. A fisherman who falls apart leaving a residual light of struggle. Sandario's hand grabs the cosmic necklace. As a result, the Sandario on deck was surrounded by rushed pirates - but it could still be said that Sandario's purpose had already been achieved. Because the goal was to get away with the people we infiltrated together from the beginning.

It's Sandario's memory, so his expression is hard to understand, but Sandario was laughing even as he was surrounded by the pirates with his blood running eyes.

No one can jump at the sandalio of the erection trying to smash his eyes with a fighting spirit in the pattern of the sword. That's when. It was from afar that I heard the sound of destruction and anger.

Unruly fishermen have returned to the harbor. Rebellion the pirates who ruled themselves and used them for good.

The fishmongers said. Use that. He wants us to draw our strength, manipulate them, take them down.

Sandario replied. That's what I would do if I could draw strength. But I don't manipulate. Fight together.

Sandario and the fishermen laughed at each other... It was a huge mixed war staged in a hidden harbor, as if it had signaled it.

The enemy is a disguised pirate. It is also an elite force, inferior in number, for breaking into other countries to carry out sabotage operations and looting. Still, Sandario and the fishermen who were drawn to power showed the battle to awesomeness.

Finally, you decided it was out of your control, and the raging sandalios and fishmongers push the pirates from the hidden harbor to a temporary retreat.

"Ha, look. I don't know."

"Kuku. You did it."

"It was a good fight."

The fishmongers who were each wielding their specialties - laughing as they bled from all over their bodies in full creativity. The fishmongers laugh at the retreating pirates, one and the other collapse... the last one left walks to Sandario with a spear in his hand.

"They're... involved in a secret, living proof, we are. Either the enemy attack or we seem to have gathered here... Well, don't worry about us. Satisfactory and convincing, it was a meaningful battle. Do it again... it's refreshing."

And the fisherman laughs. The fisherman said as he pointed to the corner of the harbor that he would now be able to escape in a boat.

"A clan treasure... caused disaster. So I guess you have a situation too...... now, I want you to run. Nobody's hands... I want them hidden where they can't reach them. They'll be back soon. There's no time."

That's what I said, fishman closing his eyes to support the spear.

"But you're with me."

Let's run away together. Sandario says, but there was no response. The fisherman was holding his breath as he stood in support of the spear.

For a few moments, Sandario seems to have cruised...

"Makes sense, was it a fight? Oh, I won't waste it."

Say so. Flip over and jump on the boat. Magic was used to propel the boat to the sea, where the night book was about to fall.

But as much as he was wrapped in armor, though it was better on defense, he was also full of creativity. The folds are bad, the sea is rough, and it's about to be thrown out of the ship. Remove the armor and prepare it so that it is okay to drop water.

Where did you take the boat? Sea and storm at night. Sandario falls into the sea, caught by the waves.

Hold the eyes entrusted to you more firmly in your hands than in your sword...

And... the last memory I saw was a single Nereid swimming towards me from the bottom of the ocean. The memory that Sandario and the ancestral spirits showed me is interrupted. Darkness.

I saw an old gentleman who seemed calm enough to float in it and the phantom of Nereid leaning in. He slowly bowed down to us, faded away and disappeared.

"Father, Mother..."

Such a Dorcian daughter's word. When I opened my eyes, the magic of the ancestral spirits gradually faded. The columns of crystals that were emitting light were also about to quiet down gradually.

"... have you decided to settle for your eyes?"

Grace tells him to squeal. Right. Before...... I guess I was silent because I was going to take secrets all the time, but things have changed, and because Forgallo hasn't given up on me in a long time.

"Did you ask for something later, along with the thoughts of the people at the time?"

"If that's the case, I can't help it."

Close your eyes and say, Rosemary. Everyone nodded at each other with a serious face, wondering if there was anything to think about.