At first, I didn't really understand what they said.
Everyone is stunned, speechless.
"Uh... but why"
"Oh, no."
The village of Bersch was attacked by Baron Brigal?
Why?
What happened?
Most of the villagers were killed?
My parents and my brother's face floated.
Impossible. I can't believe that.
"Is that true?"
There's no point in asking that, I know. That's how Seville and Furnace are in front of us. He's fleeing Ellistar, Seville and Furnace. But...
"I heard at the Merchant's Guild that Uncle Borderline made a request to Brigal, or an order."
"What? Attack the village of Bersch," he said?
"Well, wait, kid. Just sit here. You must be tired, Mr. Furne."
Gorn has been blocking it. Lead Furne and Seville to sit on the carriage deck in an effort to calm the ground down.
"Hey, I was wondering if you could stop there. Will you let us go first?"
A merchant lined up behind me came down from the luggage stand and called out.
The Ishurs pulled their luggage over to the side of the street. The lane of the luggage car that was behind me slowly progresses.
Seville did not sit on the carrier, and when she sighed one, she began to narrow her expression again. Furne sits powerless on the luggage truck, leaning over.
"I'm sure Imal has heard of it, but does Ishur know? A forest witch would have died in a fire a few years ago, wouldn't she? At that time, the Magic Fixture of the Wind supposedly held by the Witch of the Forest also burned. Although the Baron and Uncle Borderline accepted the Bersch report at that time, he had always wondered if the Bersch family actually hid the magic of the wind"
"Are you a witch in the woods… how is that possible," Imal said. My face is bright blue.
Ishur swallowed his spit.
Wind Magic Fixtures!!
What now?
"Right now, Borderline Uncle is in a great predicament. I think we've all heard that already, but the Red Emperor Ryu attacked Kusim Silver Mountain. Ahead, it is a matter of great importance that could adversely affect not only the Borderline Uncle but the entire kingdom as well. Borderline uncle collects bounty hunters and hunters and puts them into the guild, gathers mercenaries and recruits soldiers from the inhabitants, and of course sends crusade troops on the ground, but to that extent they will not be able to repel the Red Emperor Dragon as opposed to defeating it. They're asking the royal family and the neighboring lords to send wizards, but if the wizards of the kingdom and surrounding countries gather, the Red Emperor Dragon can't do it against them."
Imal gave Seville a leather bag water bottle.
"Thanks"
Seville continued the conversation when she took a sip of water.
"Ravelt wants to be strawed. So just in case I wanted to, I made Brigal double-check if the wind magic fixture was in the Bersch family. When I was a young man with the magic of the wind, the strength of Lene was legendary."
"The sword of Yveda, huh? I've heard that, too."
Gorn shrugs.
Leavert is the name of the contemporary border uncle, Yveda is the name of the god of the wind. "The Sword of Yveda" is the first name to be heard, but it would be like Lene herself at the time, or the street name of the magic fixture she had, two names.
"Brigal isn't stupid either, he won't suddenly attack the Bersh family or village or anything from the start. Though it would have been quite strong. Ellistar's Merchant Guild said something might have happened when he was negotiating with Brigal at the Bersch family. I ran away as soon as I heard the story, too. At that point, no further information was even in the guild."
Seville looked at the northern sky.
"... and that's what the circumstantial and mindless people were talking about in the Merchant Guild. Of course, my outlook is on it. Although it is often still uncertain and unclear. So, there are rumors in Ellistar that people from the village of Bersch will be captured and taken to the castle to be questioned if they know if there is any magic equipment of the wind. I thought I was a frown spit, but the guild suggested I run away."
Seville looked at Imal and Ishur and said.
"You will be concerned about your parents and relatives, but it is dangerous to go to Ellistar and the village of Bersch now. I'm going to stay at Furne's house for a while. I was lucky enough to meet you, and I'm going to dive into Frontera for a while until more information comes in. Frontera is king territory. Just because we're from the village of Bersch doesn't mean we're suddenly caught. Few of us know where we're from, and of course the Barons can't help it."
My throat dries from my tease. Cold sweat conveys the back.
Ishur held both hands.
My, this magic fixture of the wind, it's my fault... no, it's not. I'm not. Why should the villagers, Else or Lucy, Lucell, my parents or my brother be killed?
Lene, I, the Red Emperor, Uncle Borderline, and Brigal.
"Imal, Ishur, okay? Let's go to Frontera with me. It hasn't been decided that your family was murdered yet. Don't be shy."
Seville is right. It's the ultimate idea. But that's not true.
I'm a party, too. If Brigal unilaterally destroyed a village, if he killed an unrelated family member or village person..., that would never be tolerated.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Seville, but I'm going. In the village of Bersch."
Seville is turning a hard eye.
"Don't worry. It's dangerous."
"It's okay. I won't do anything dangerous. I'm just gonna check on the village."
I meant to smile, but it probably hasn't worked.
"Ishur, it's dangerous. Let's go to Frontera. In the near future, there will be a time when we can go to the village. Right?"
Imal says with a pulled grin. He would be worried about his father Paulo, too.
"You can't go. Now be patient. We can go back to Ellistar someday."
Flune, who was leaning over, also comes up and says.
"I don't know how the Red Emperor Dragon moves, but Brigal's done anyway. Killing all the villages in your own territory is a safe haven even for the frontier uncle who gave his life. I think the royal family will soon be severely punished. We can't do anything."
It is true that Seville is right, and if the unrest that is going on in the peripheral uncle's territory calms down now, it will be possible for Brigal to be cut off by the royal family.
But anyway, now I want to know if my family is safe or not. Even the village of Bersch is large. I don't know how many troops the Barons have mobilized, but killing all the villagers won't be that easy. It is possible that parents and younger brothers have also managed to escape to the woods or have been hidden in the homes of relatives in the village of Ceuta.
I'll talk to you later about Brigal. It's easy to ruin him. I have the power to do it. Now anyway, I have to go local to see what happened to my family, to the people in the village, to the familiar Melillah and Isaacs, to see what is happening to the village now.
"I'm going. It's okay, don't worry."
The colour of distress darkens on the faces of Seville and Furne. Imal is going to cry.
You have to worry about these people and let them carry more of the burden of their hearts.
But I have to go. Because I have the magic of the wind.
"Sure, it's also important for someone to go on the ground and see what's going on. If there's anyone who can do that."
Gorn gave me a help boat.
"Kid would be fine. You're stronger than me, and you're eye-catching. I still know exactly how the Baron family works and what a lord is."
……
Seville put her arms together.
"Mr. Imal, I will also look into Mr. Paulo's news. Mr. Paulo is an armed hunter, so I think he can chase as many barons as he wants if he runs into the woods. I'll check on Mr. Seville's relatives, too. You lived south of the village, didn't you?
"Ah, oh. I just have an older brother..."
So Bijek, who kept his mouth shut the whole time, approached me so that I could cover him and whisper.
"It is the duty of the surviving man to clear the mindless of those in the clan, those in the village. It's a village code."
"Mr. Bijek..."
Bijek stares at me. It's just a sincere eye.
Bijek comes from a village in the North Forest. I guess that's his tribal code. But there are similar ideas and customs on the continent, including the kingdom.
Notify the Temple about enemies, duels, etc., and may make a vow to the moon goddess Lelia. Lelia is the God who presides over the night, the underworld, and destiny. If you curse, sacrifice to Baltar, the god who unites evil gods and evil demons.
The air is also beginning to flow that there is no choice around. And Gorn hath heard, and hath his face, but the word of Bijek hath not been heard by any other.
Let's keep pushing it off.
Ishur gave Imal the funds of the Chamber of Commerce that he had in part, which he had planned to use at Frontera.
"I've brought a lot of roadblocks. Be careful with the village of Bersch."
Put the sword on your back on your hips, get some dried meat or salt from the carrier, put it on the cloth bag and carry it on your back instead. Seville and the others feel shaky while I finish the job.
"If I look at the village, I'll go to Frontera."
Ishur made the best smile.
"Be careful, man."
Gorn told me to hold back.
Seville, Imal, and Furne seem anxious. But I didn't say anything to stop Ishur anymore.
"Be careful, you can't force it. Because you don't have to worry about my father," Imal said.
Seville took a sachet of gold out of her nostalgia and gave it to Ishl.
"Hold it. If you grab it, it'll work if you're a baron dwarf."
When Ishur softly embraced Furne, he said one last word to everyone, "I'll be right back," turning his back on everyone, not long in between, and hurriedly walking north. Towards the village of Bersch.
Ishur, for one, started walking the streets north, as opposed to before, but now there was one thing more disturbing about the movement behind him than in the front.
When Ishur broke up with the line, he wondered if the wizard girl in front of him was looking at him. The man with you in the back was also looking at this one.
They started walking here at about the same time Ishur turned his back and started walking. She will undoubtedly speak to Seville and the others. I don't know if they already know about the Belsch village or not yet, but in any case, they'll hear more from Seville and the others.
She may also ask about Ishur, who split up with them and headed north.
I might be able to keep an eye on that wizard. It is also to the court magician of the kingdom.
But there's no room for that. Now is not the time.
Anyway, I have to get to the village of Bersch.
I just have to hope my parents and brother are okay.
Walking down the street for a while, fewer luggage cars were congested, and trees began to increase in front and on the left as well. Proceeding like this, the road surrounds both sides of the grove and eventually leaves under a bridge that has been closed for a long time and waiting.
The meadows on the left hand side also come from the front with the flourishing of the trees, and the streets in the evening, when there are few people, are lonely.
I hear wild birds roaring from across the trees. Turning his eyes, a flock of birds flew out of the shadows of the trees, as if measured.
At night, when people run out of circulation, magically assist them and keep running until dawn.
As he holds his tight and hurried heart and walks to the top and bottom, the sound of a horseshoe looms from behind. Two rides on one horse, you don't have to turn around to find out.
Probably courtroom magicians and accompanying men are coming after us. Not long after, when the horse caught up with Ishl, he was pulled as far as he could, flashly lifting his forefoot. I'm turning my horse's head this way.
A wizard girl was riding a horse with a cane. The man with the reins in his urinal.
"Put me down."
When the wizard girl commanded the man, the man silently got off the horse and let the girl down.
She looks blurry and ishul. I shook my wand up at the man standing behind me as I stood.
When the man thanked him, he rode alone on a horse, leaving with no eyes on Ishl.
As she approached Ishur with this one, she took the knife out of her nostrils and offered it to Ishur.
It's the knife Ishur threw at the Fire Dragon last night.
"Thank you then. Thanks."
Were they still looking at your face?
But... what am I supposed to do?
No way, yes, I'm the one who threw the knife at Tuesday Dragon yesterday, etc.
……
When Ishur shuts up, he pushes the knife around toward the proper pattern.
I smiled when Ishur had no choice but to receive it.
"I'll be in Frontera for a while"
She looked up at Ishl as she approached further,
"Ishur has important business to attend to. If you do that, I want you to come see me."
I said.
Something's wrong with being familiar, this kid.
It's like I got a little on my nose, and it's a little like a dummy voice. I feel a little sorry for myself somehow. It feels hard to hate, but I guess Seville and the others told me, I can't help but remember my name.
And you're on your way. I know exactly what's going on here.
"This is also an important business"
She said one thing she was not sure about right now, and as she took a few steps back she raised one hand, and pretended to be full, she turned her back and went away.
What the hell was that? What are you trying to say?
And what's your name? Are you sure you want me to be the court magician?
As Ishur stood on the spot,
She turned around and said.
"Because I'm waiting. Ishur, hang in there."