My sister-in-law has become a brave man.

Day 43 of the Other World

Thanks to the comfortable flying White Dragon, I saw a vast green like [Trial Forest] before dusk.

But the [Valley of the Wind], which should be beyond that forest, has a blurry view or something and I don't know anything.

"We talked about demons breaking into the sanctuary, but you don't know it from the outside.

"Oh. You don't seem to have any noticeable anomalies.... but less of a Warcraft figure. If the wind is the strongest land, it should be possible to have more Warcraft of the Wind attribute.

Is it the effect of a demonic intrusion? Talking to him, he went over [Trial Forest] in the White Dragon to see how things were going.

Moments.

The [white talisman "White Amulet"] under his clothes emitted a blinding white light, causing a strong wind and throwing my body into the air.

Floating like when falling off the top of a jet coaster.

Round and round sight.

In it, I saw Regrouza on the back of a pearl-colored dragon, and he was relieved that he was okay.

"Rio!"

The voice that cries out for my name is distant in an instant, and the dragon and the blue sky disappear from my sight, and I fall into the wind that blows in white light.

That was a momentary event, a forced fall without a hippo to resist, but not surprisingly scary.

A glowing necklace that floated up and came out from under the clothes, [white talisman].

Because the spirits who slept in it [the Spirit Stone of the Wind] are now clearly awake and protecting my body in the wind as it falls.

I looked around at what was changing at some point as I fell wrapped up in white light.

It is a desolate white valley full of gray mist.

Four-legged demons run around the summits of successive mountains in our faces, and cloudy watery slimes abound in rolling valleys of rugged white rocks.

The scene, ravaged by the demons all they wanted, looked good and miserable because of the remnants of the landscape that would have been beautiful in the past, such as pure white rock skin glimpses across the gray mist and crystal columns that broke and rolled.

I don't know why this happened, but I was pulled over by the Spirit of the Wind over [Trial Forest], so maybe this is the [Valley of the Wind].

I was fortunate to have a guide in unexpected places, but the sight beneath my eyes and the stench of corruption coming on the wind is so hideous.

As he stared at his face and watched as he floated over the hoof, surrounded by the white light emitted by [the Spirit Stone of the Wind], a demon was attacking him who could soon fly from all directions.

The warcraft of the wind attribute, the Gold Eagle and Wyburn and Griffon, which have been turned into demons because of their carelessness.

"Whirlwind."

Spell a spell (rune) to make a gust of wind and keep the approaching demons away.

Light demons are blown away lightly, but heavyweight classes such as Wyburn and Griffon stayed in the stream, so I bounced off a series of Tornadoes.

The noise caused the demons around me to notice me and enter the offensive posture.

Well, what shall we do?

I thought, uh, I realized I didn't need to think about it.

This is a sanctuary where no one can step in, and there is no such thing as the Great Spirit nearby (is he hiding somewhere?).

And my purpose is to sweep away the demons.

I don't know, I smile.

Hearing the growls of the deaf demons, I snapped.

"Unlimited.

Build a spell by choosing one of the wind attributes from the magic engraved in your head.

I reached out my right hand and ordered its activation.

"Voltex"

The recited ancient language (Enchanted Rune) causes a strong wind, which brings a storm to the [Valley of Winds] as it becomes seven giant tornadoes, indiscriminately involving the demons.

Under its vortex the mountains were shredded, and the demons, swallowed up into the sky with the crushed rocks, were torn apart by a fierce wind and turned into white bones, scattered all over the earth.

The wind is fierce, resembling the roar of the beast, slaughtering demons as they fill the mountains and the valleys.

Whatever flies through the sky or runs through the earth is eaten by a whirlpool of equally fierce winds just because they are there.

An overwhelming destruction, such as a single resistance with a nose tip.

The great destruction, which I had only seen on television and cinema screens, played out at present, and I couldn't wait to be fascinated by the sound of its roar shaking my skin and resounding to my bones.

I was so attracted to my heart that I was likely to drown in the dark pleasure of one-sided violence, peculiar to magic alone, unlikely in a bare-handed beating or ordinary battle.

What if, like this, we could break the Kingdom of Iguzex...?

At some point I realized I was thinking about that and my sigh spilled unexpectedly.

I have anger for the kingdom of Igzex, but I don't want to beat it down relentlessly like this, and not if I'm thinking about that right now.

Switch consciousness and focus on maintaining the magic that causes the seven tornadoes.

The Big Vortex Storm, more of a map destroyer than a range attack, took a few minutes to get rid of most of the demons from the [Valley of Winds] and finally changed some of its terrain and disappeared forever.

Ride the leftover breeze that blows loosely, flailing, and white bone pieces descend with sand.

After a few minutes of roaring, the silence of the demon's disappeared [Valley of the Wind] hurt my ears.

I thought you looked down at the countless bones rolling into a pure white valley with a clear gray mist and did something you couldn't tell for yourself whether you did good or bad.

But, well, I don't care about my sentiments.

We need to look for the Great Spirit of the Wind more than that and make sure he's safe.

But where the hell are you?

As I looked around slightly from the sky wondering if there were any clues, I could hear something cracking from nearby.

If you give a face to that sound that bothers you, you have a crack in the [Spirit Stone of the Wind] hung on [White Talisman].

As I watched wondering if the spirits inside would come out, the surface of [the Spirit Stone of the Wind], like a large pearl, was cracking and cracking, and it didn't take a few seconds to parin! and broken.

White light floods like an explosion, and strong winds blow.

I accidentally closed my eyes and turned away, and after a few seconds, I blinked a few times trying to get my tickling vision back, and looked back.

"... hello?

The unintentionally questionable opponent is a translucent boy with silver hair and eyes.

Fluffy and floating in the air, with an adorable face, he grinned and said.

"You're finally here, Mother.

Ka 'an.

"... and, Mother? No, no, no. You're not your mother because you're not having a baby, are you?

"My mother is my mother. My name is Sherrice.

"Sherrice, huh?

"Yes, that's my name. There's only one person in this world you can call, Mother.

A strange breeze blew through the inside of my body the moment the boy said so with a superior smile.

Instead of stroking his skin, the wind blew through his whole body's cells like a rinse was absurdly comfortable, leaving him with an odd fever on his back as he passed in seconds.

It slowly keeps me warm and brings intense drowsiness as I get acquainted with my body.

I wonder what this is?

It's like, heat...

"I was hatched by my mother with the power of darkness, another great spirit of the wind.

Talking like singing, Sherrice's voice is like a lullaby.

Soft, sounds.

"I am the wind of darkness. The silence that blows at night, which becomes a pair of winds of light.

I want to sleep.

I don't know why, but wow, I want to sleep.

"I always watch my mother's night as the gentle wind blows. Come on, I'll send you out to your buddies.

Wait.

I still need to ask you something.

I think so, but my eyelids are too heavy to open my eyes, and my body is out of strength.

Good night, Mother.

When I thought I fluttered in the white wind, I fell and someone took me.

"Rio! Where are you coming from now? Are you okay?"

What you hear from above your head is a low voice.

Feeling a little stiff on the cheeks, but a nice touch of fur.

Regrouza.

I was kind of very relieved when I found out it was him, and even sleepier.

Oh, I'm sorry.

"Hey."

"Right?"

"Hey, I..."

That's all I said to twinkle, and I fell into a deep sleep.