Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

The village was closed to snow as the winter came and the years stuck.

There were no special New Year's Eve celebrations, and on a snowy day, the whole family sometimes spent time in front of a fireplace where the sun set a day of fire.

At that time, Lucy mends her clothes, Else spends her time chatting with Ishle on her Walrus lap, knitting ropes, repairing farm tools and protective equipment, etc.

Sometimes at night Else brought a small jar from somewhere to drink.

Else raps when he gets drunk.

Ishur guided the story well with all the good opportunities and tried to know a little bit about the village, about the hall where the great uncle was, about the neighbouring village, about the farther away, about the Catholic god, about this world.

If we could talk about the fall festival, if we could talk about that little lord's house where the banquet was held, if we could talk about this year's abundance, we asked our parents a lot of questions about what else we were making besides wheat, about the direction of life and the reveal of the village, and how it wouldn't seem strange for a three-year-old to hear it. The conversation between the two grown-ups played naturally.

Illuminated by the warm fire of the fireplace, many stories were told for a long time, and during the winter months Irsh was able to gain much knowledge.

The first thing I heard was about the presence of the Great Uncle and that little lord's house, which I learned the day the feast was run in the village temple.

The old man, whose great uncle's name was Faro Bersch, who held the priest of the day and smiled at him for his tall, grand looking Ishur, said he had a knight knight until his father's generation. The village's name is also called the village of Bersch. Ishur's house doesn't usually have a family name or anything, but if you dare to name it, it would mean the same Bersh, too.

At that time, the Bersch family, the village's lord, also occupied the neighbouring village of Ceuta, a little larger than the village of Bersch, which also had a mansion in the bustling central district of Ceuta.

But in that Farro's father's stead, the kingdom was broken in two by the king's inheritance dispute, and the Bersch family was on the defeated side, so the title was taken up, and only the house was to be left behind as the village of Bersch, so to speak, the village chief.

Half-defunct little walls, towers, that was telling the story of the Bersch family's flourishing and falling as it were.

By the way, it is now the baron named Brigal, who owns a castle in a large city called Ellistar, further ahead of Ceuta, who owns the villages of Bersch and Ceuta, among others.

Baron Brigal occupied several other villages and was a lord occupying a painting in the northeast of the kingdom, and he was the opposite side of the Bersch family that won the inheritance battle. It has a wide territory while a baron, because of the increase in the territory taken from the Lords on the losing side, such as the Bersch family, in the Grace Awards at that time.

On the north side of the baron's territory there are only a few cold villages with deep woods and sometimes cold areas. On the south side is the Border Border Border Land, which serves as the flag of the Lords of the area. In earlier generations, the royal family was adopted and said they also had the Duke.

In the eastern part of the Borderlands, there are a number of deep mountain ranges running from north to south, also visible from the village of Bersch, overlapping, and it is not known what land lies ahead.

The name of the kingdom is Ladis, and the king's capital is called Ladislaus, southwest of the village of Bersch, it seems, quite far away.

No one in the village has gone to the king's capital in the last decades.

Of course there seems to be a lot of other countries in the kingdom, but my parents' stories didn't touch that far.

The next thing I heard was about the Cathedral religion.

It seems that the Cathedral religion is a polytheism that originates from a simple natural faith that has been going on for quite some time, with Jerez, the goddess of the sun, as its main god, and has at least a thousand years of history. It is widely believed in many countries around it, including the Kingdom of Ladis. The temple by the denomination known as the Cathedral Church is located everywhere, and there are several priests permanently residing in the temple of the large city.

Coming during the fall festival, the cleric and apprentice boy who was leading the way meant to come from Ceuta in the neighbouring village. I guess there is a temple in the village of Ceuta where priests reside.

I don't know the doctrine in detail, but it seems like something that preaches natural faith and commonsense social morality. Though deeply rooted in people's lives for a long time, it was not thought to be an extremely moderate religion, with no stiff commandments, no winds of sectarianism to understand and contend with, and a forceful preaching campaign against infidels. There didn't seem to be any heretical interrogations or witch trials. What I felt during the festivities held in the village temple seems to me to be able to say that I was not wrong.

Luci told me the myth of Genesis by the goddess Jerez, but it was a similar story that I had seen and heard somewhere before, very similar to Christianity and so on. God made the earth first, then the sky and the sea.

The ten pillar gods that were in the village temple were also created from the goddess Jerez, not eight million gods, but all the countless spirits that are in this world were made by the goddess Jerez?

In mythology, the gods sometimes manifest themselves before people and perform miracles, but the Spirit is invisible to people and can help people, but can also turn people into things and prank them.

This is also like something I've seen and heard somewhere.

An extremely moderate religion, still on the stretch of primitive natural beliefs, like a puzzle linking some of the myths, legends, and religions of Japan and other countries in a previous life.

But there is nothing more diverse and complex than religion. Sometimes I don't know in a rural village, I don't know about Ishur's parents, I don't dare to tell my children, and given the history of the world before there were constant harsh religious conflicts, I might be informed of something unexpected ahead of me and be caught in a disaster.

The most common topic I've talked about my parents is the one for village life.

The population of the village of Bersch is several hundred, with a square with a small temple at the centre of the village, located slightly more east of the village area. Of the house of Ishur and the house inhabited by its considerable polo and hunter alone, two houses lie beyond the easternmost part of the village, from where it gradually becomes a deep forest from grassland and miscellaneous woods, extending to distant mountainous areas.

The village's southwest stretched with vast wheat fields and many houses livestock on the north side.

The house of Melillah, the same age as Ishur, is halfway between the house of Ishur and the house of Bersch, and the house of Isaac is its Bersch, which hits the grandson of Faro. Faro's son, Isaac's father, is the current head of the Ektor and the good Bersch family, and becomes the substantial village head of the village of Bersch.

The children of the village are treated as adults at about fifteen years of age, starting at about five years of age to help with the work of the house. Mostly by the time we're about twenty, we'll all be married.

A few days after the village's fall festival, there is a little bigger festival every year in the village of Ceuta, where young people of marriageable age gather from the village of Bersch and other surrounding villages to find someone to marry. All marriages in the village also result in more blood marriages. I guess it's preventing the blood from thickening in the villagers.

Lucy, Ishur's mother, also originally from the neighbouring village of Ceuta, apparently knew Els during that festival.

On a chilling evening at the end of the year, in front of the fireplace, persevering to ask the two beginners to purposefully incite them, Else and Lucy were gazing at each other, embarrassed but a little shy. My parents are still young. Of course, it's not like we're newlyweds anymore, but the two still had their beginnings.

There are also old people in the village, many of whom are energetic who are still working in the fields. It may not be because of the large number of old people, but the air flowing into the village also feels relaxed and rustic. There doesn't seem to be any strict codes or special habits.

There is no dark spot in village life, partly because things are good and there are few sick people. I mean it was abundant this year, but minus that doesn't change my impression. No one seems to have trouble with their lives, and neither Ishr nor their parents can say they are rich, but they eat enough.

Perhaps the sick don't know because they don't come out of the house, but the people around them haven't even caught a cold, as one of them, since Ishur was able to walk and learn the words. Is only an adult conscious Ishur a fever of wisdom, enough to produce a fever frequently?

The grain is well harvested and fruitful, the people are strong or less ill.

Something slightly different, even if it's similar to the previous world.

Just like the previous world had the same sun, with the moon, but with different patterns on the moon.

At the end of the snow-closed winter, before the sowing of the fields, mountain hunting took place due to the willingness of the men of the village.

The hunters of Paul and the villages next door and the owners of the Bersch family, Ektor and others, are at the centre, dozens of men divided into teams of four or five, going into the woods and hunting wild birds such as wolves and foxes, pigs and bears, and yamaba. I guess that means hunting the vermin in advance to avoid vandalizing the fields or attacking livestock during the spring months, when there is little feeding.

Else also wore protective gear and came out of somewhere with a one-handed sword and a bow to join. Naturally, Ishur was too young to be taken.

The meat dishes continued for a while after the hunt, which was a delightful event for Ishur.

Spring seeding ended, and on the day off from field work, I often went fishing with my father to the river that flowed through the south side of the village. Sometimes Lucy followed me, knitting while taking care of Ishl.

Melillah and Isaac, near the age, became more busy playing hide-and-seek in village squares, Isaac houses, and Bersch family mansions, making mud and doing things like deception, or grabbing insects, than before.

Melillah seems to favor the girl, Ishur, even if she is still young, early, and she has talked about something stopping by Ishur rather than Isaac, but does Isaac like Melillah or does he get jealous and poke at Melillah and Ishur a lot at that time?

Since the air between the three of them would be worse, Ishur also served to keep a good relationship going, with an inner bitterness. After a while, Melilla also somehow felt something, and in front of Isaac, she began to refrain from sticking with Ishur.

Maybe this kind of thing makes girls more aware of it sooner.

In the summer, when the heat became a concern, Lucy often fell ill and vomited.

Lucy was pregnant.