Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Ishur was sitting in the middle of the square, on a stone well rubble.

Containing chiseled dried meat in his mouth, he drank water and forced it to pour in, and now began to carefully brush Lucy's shapely ring, out of cloth. The dirt at the base of the hard to fall nails is also gutted off.

"Gu... gu"

A man is falling beside him, groaning. There was sweat on his painfully distorted face. Throw your hands and feet sluggishly out onto the ground and lay your body down and don't move.

The man has spoken to Ishur, he was a knight of the Baron Knights. The wrist of the right arm and the knee of the left foot are bent over and about to fall apart.

"So, what else?

Ishur spoke to the man as he polished the ring.

The wrist of the broken right arm and the knee of the left foot were stained red and black with blurry clothes, and there seemed to be a good bleeding, but now the cloth is tightly wrapped around the top of it, and the bleeding from the wound seems to be held down somewhat.

"I already told you everything I know..."

My voice is shaking because of the pain.

"Is that true? There will still be. Have you forgotten something? You know whether to live or die."

Ishur turned his eyes to the man from the ring.

"It's true..., I told you everything, heal magic fast..."

Speaking out in the village's joint cemetery, Ishur tried to magically first crush the man's right wrist and deprive him of his fighting power, restrain him if he could, and first hear what had happened in the village of Bersch, what Baron Brigal had done to the village.

But then the man continued to resist Ishur, looking at the gap and trying to escape. Ishur now crushed the man's left knee, and when the man's will and energy were beautifully crushed, he grabbed the collar of the fallen man and dragged him to the village square. of the stranger, and it is troublesome to die in a village cemetery by an enemy man.

Then to replenish the water, he soaked up the water of the well in the square of the village, where no one had used it, again and again, until it was clean, and in the meantime threatened the man as if it were one hassle, and scolded him, and heard all that the man knew.

Naturally, Ishur can't use healing magic. It's a lie I told you to pull information from a man. The man believed without any particular doubt Ishur's statement that if he told him everything, he would use healing magic to fix his wounds. Knowledge of the magic of those who have no connection with magic is to that extent.

"Well, wait. You really told him everything, didn't you?

"Oh..."

When the man answered, he heard a wolf howl from the woods. It's a loud chirping sound. It's already getting dark around here. It may not just be a wolf from a powerful, well-sounding voice. It could be the Red Eyed Wolf of the Warcraft.

There is no one living in the village anymore. I guess the territory of the forest beasts is also spreading from the back of the forest towards the village.

Is it a signal that we're going to start hunting, or are we calling our people?

A wolf howl echoes in a village square where no one but the two of us.

Are you starting to get fever, or the threatening color ran on the face of the man who started to taste red.

It was about a month and a half ago that Baron Brigal took the life of Borderline Uncle and headed to the village of Bersch to reconfirm the existence of the Lehne wind magic fixture, a few days after Ishur and Imal headed to Frontera for purchasing.

Brigal was led by about twenty horsemen from the Knights. Including the soldier on foot, there will be about forty. Speaking of small units, it was too much force to intimidate the Bersch family and the villagers.

Upon entering the Bersch family, Brigal began discussing with our Lord Ektor, but at first he did not seem so high-pressure. I guess the ect was responding well too. The situation changed only after the Knights, who had been wandering in front of the village square and the mother house of the Bersch family, began to give a glimpse to the villagers who were gathering for something.

Probably teased a young woman in the village about a less well-patterned Knights conscript. So a little trouble came to pass, and the young men of the village, almost as good as boys, suddenly fired arrows at the soldiers. The soldier was wounded and the soldiers of the knights around him responded and began to make a fuss.

The noise entered Brigal's ear, where he was negotiating with Ektor at the Bersch family, and Brigal interrupted the negotiations, laying down his life on the knights and trying to capture the boys who had fired arrows. By that time, the village adults had also come together with swords and spears, and skirmishes had begun between the Bersch family and the village square with soldiers on the Baron's side. Brigal sent out a fast horse to Seuta's suburbs and arranged reinforcements, gathering soldiers to the Bersh family, while attempting to detain others from the Bersh family, such as Ektor and his wife.

So a hidden, former lord-like, old man of the Bersch family brought up a spear and said he had challenged Brigal and the Knights soldiers to battle. Before that, our Lord would be Faro. The man possesses strange magic equipment and for some reason, swords and spears don't hit him in person. Unilaterally attacked, and occasionally again, the Knights side took several casualties.

Brigal scolded the upset soldiers, and commanded the knights directly, and went outside the Bersch family to respond to the villagers, and besieged Pharaoh, who had begun to look tired inside, and attacked him in peace. But neither the spear nor the sword could capture Faro as one, and he could not inflict one scratch. Spears and swords that are targeted and rolled out deviate from those who are not on the verge of touching them. Farro seemed to have an illusion in one's sight or the magic that drives recognition crazy working.

While the villagers attacked outside and besieged Faro inside, occasionally, the harsh adhesion conditions persisted for the Baron side where the Knights were being discussed by Faro, but eventually the fatigue accumulated on Faro and the magical effects became weaker, and the attack launched from the Baron side began to crease into him. So I don't know if it was Brigal's idea or anyone else's, but when I made the attack of sticking out the spear on Farro himself and his surroundings, one of them ripped Farro's belly beautifully and was able to defeat him.

In order to reveal his body, the Baron said he found a small jeweled necklace and took it.

The Bersch family still had magic fixtures. It could have been something I gave away from Lene back in the day. And that got into the baron's hands.

From then on, it became a unilateral development on the part of the Baron, and the Bersch family members were detained, including their families, and the villagers who were fighting around them were also killed or captured. Ten Dragon Cavalry Horsemen arrived there from Seuta's Mintun, and Brigal took control of the village centre. About half a day late, the footmen also arrived, blocking the streets, searching the Bersch family and the neighboring houses, sending soldiers inside the village to force the villagers to gather in the square, interrogating them one by one if they knew anything about the magic equipment, and those who resisted killed them in disguise.

Brigal stayed in the village for a few days, sending out expeditions on all sides to capture those who had fled the village, continue interrogating, killing and, in part, allowing the soldiers to loot. Some of the young women were raped and killed, he said.

In the end, the baron could not find the magic equipment of the wind or obtain powerful information, and in order to retaliate and seal his mouth against the rebellious village, and to break the patronage of rebellion and vengeance caused by the village's survival, he also killed all the surviving villagers, including women and children, and buried the bodies collectively in the village cemetery. Finally, it set fire to the houses in the centre of the village, literally destroying the village.

The Heikkyu man lying in front of him was in a sub-garrison in Ceuta at the time and did not know the early details, which meant he heard later from a colleague who followed Brigal from the beginning. Some of what Ishur hears will be heard again.

Although the man in front of him did not join the looting, he put many villagers in its hands. When Ishur stares, it is because he has been commanded! and I have been desperate to elucidate, but recalling that thin, laughing-mixed look of contempt and abuse on the part of the man when he first called out to Ishur, there seemed to be not much room for circumspection.

Afterwards, Seuta's suburbs were given orders to keep an eye on and capture those entering and leaving the village of Bersch, and since then, for more than a month now, almost every day, Ping Knights and Apprentice Knights have been patrolling the village, he said.

Ishur's wishes were also vain, and the village awaited the worst possible outcome. Perhaps my father is no longer alive either.

All but Pharaoh would have been slain wretchedly by the Bersh family. Wasn't it Isaac and the others who unleashed an arrow on the Baron's soldiers? Melilla will die, too. She was the best in the village. Melilla's smile comes to mind on the day of her arrival. Some of the village women said they had been abused, but did she have such eyes? Melilla's smile distorts, and dark and heavy thoughts immerse her heart. That was something I didn't want to imagine or even think about.

What about Paulo? Only he could have managed to escape the difficulties. Run to the woods and he'll be able to escape the baron's hand. There will be more warcraft in the woods as well, but can he do it well?

I can still hear the wolf howling from that forest. Did the wind carry one smell, the smell of the blood of the man in front of you, to the forest? From evening to night the wind often blows from the village to the woods.

Ishur laughed lightly.

It's a good time.

Ishur stood up when he put his mother's ring, which regained its silver glow, on her sizable left hand pharmacopoeia. There is no custom in this world to put engagement or wedding rings on your left hand pharmacopoeia finger.

"... hey"

A man calls out frightened by some hunch.

Ignoring the man, Ishur walked to the corner of the square, untying and releasing the horse rope that was connected to the tree.

The horse is a Knights horse that the man has ridden. He wasn't there by the time Ishur got to the square, so it follows that the Knights man came around the village after Ishur passed the square. The horse the man came on was frightened by the howl of the wolf in the woods, as restless as he had just been. Ishur is not good at horseback riding, and traveling on horses stands out. He wasn't willing to use a horse to move from the beginning. Besides, the horse will not be guilty. I don't think I can cross a horse, but I can't even let a man use a horse.

The horse, untied of the rope, walked out of the square with a beautiful walk like a military horse.

"Kisama..."

When Ishur came back to the side of the man, he heard the man groaning.

"You're not guilty of horses, are you? And to go to Ellistar, the horse stands out."

"You promised! Quickly, heal magic quickly."

"Oh, healing magic? That's a lie. Sorry, I can't use healing magic."

"What..."

The man's face is distorted.

"I'm sorry you cheated. Say yes, what?"

Ishur stood beside him, taking the sword of the man he had brought from the cemetery and stabbing him on the ground.

It is now a few steps better substitute than my own sword, which has become the shape of my father. I thought I'd have it, and I couldn't help but bring it with me when I dragged the guy this far, but it's way too big for me to use it myself. This place lied. To apologize, let's give him the best chance to live.

"I'll leave your sword here."

Ishur smiled at the man.

"Forest wolf, how many do you think will attack you in? Or is that howling, red-eyed wolf?

"Hey, hey, wait up! You promised."

When the man raised his groan, he put his left hand to the ground, waking up his upper body desperately.

"Please, help me..."

The man has been looking up at Ishur in tears.

"What did they say to you when they killed the villagers?

Ishur stared at the man from the top.

"What did your parents say to you when you killed the children in the village? Remind me."

The man's expression hardens.

"You deserve it. Well, good luck with that."

Ishur has never killed anyone yet. Would it be worth it enough to put your hands directly on this man?

"Wait in hell first. Sooner or later, I will send your Lord."

Ishur left the man's side when he turned his heel back. There's a man's crying voice on his back.

It's hard to hope that the wolves will end it. If a man goes missing, if someone were to kill him, the baron would be on guard, too. If that were to be attacked by a wolf or a warcraft, the story would change. It was only an accident. Ishl makes it easier to move.

Ishur glanced over the temple as he crossed the square. The temple is faintly open. It's already dark around. It was dark in the temple, but Ishur's eyes looked at the statue of the goddess of the moon, Lelia.

Was this the fate you gave me?

To the magic of the wind, I have later crawled through heavy despair.

But I never get frustrated.

I'll get you through it as many times as you want, no matter what your destiny or your trials.

Use the wind magic you gave me.

Even after I left the square, I heard a man cry.

A man who cries and his miserable voice behind his back, telling God of his own determination.

What a misplaced, hilarious combination.

Ishur laughed without a voice as he walked outside the village.

Ishur then continued walking through the night, leaving the village of Bersch, bypassing it the same way he did when he came to the village of Ceuta, and returning to the streets past Ceuta before heading to Eristar. Walking down the street for a while dawned at night.

A wave of deep twitching sleepers and fatigue struck Ishur, who had been forced by unusual excitement and tension until now, with the dawn. I've been spending two nights all night.

At an indelible foothold, Ishur left the street, keeping his back in a nearby tree and falling asleep like he was dead.

Someone is shaking my shoulder.

"This, this... Wake up"

Shit!

Ishur suddenly tried to get up when he woke up. A skinny old man stands in front of me. He had his hands on his shoulder.

Ishur was powerless and stopped getting up. For now, it doesn't feel dangerous to the old man in front of you.

"Are you all right? Is there anything wrong with that?"

The old man asks me worried.

Was the old man a neighborhood hunter or had a fox hunted in one hand? The fox has its hind legs tied, its head down and hanging on the old man's left hand. Behind him, a short distance away, a dog covered in black hair sat well behaved.

The angle of the sun is shallow and the face of the old man on the reflective side is dark. It may be evening already.

"Ah, oh. Excuse me."

"No, no, I was just asleep. I thought you were going down."

An old man made me smile at Ishur, who was awake and did not turn the Lu Rhythm.

"Were you tired of traveling?"

"Yeah, but it's okay now. Thank you for waking me up."

When Ishur smiled back, the old man gave him one hand and went back to the street. Walk towards the village of Ceuta.

On the old man's back he saw bows and arrows and arrows. Rather than a professional hunter, does it feel like a hidden old farmer was hunting?

Will that old man deliver himself to the garrison when he comes to Ceuta? The old man didn't ask me anything about where he came from or where he was going. Probably fine. I don't care if they call me. Will there be one unsuspecting boy whose name is unknown and the Baron's side still care? What can the Baron do?

When Ishur stood up, he paid for the grass and dirt on his clothes, and returned to the streets to follow the old man.

Looking around, this neighborhood had just previously tried the magical power of the wind and met a strange old man when he left the village and headed to Ellistar.

That crazy old man had the same style as Womeo, the god of the earth.

Ishur glanced at the old man leaving for the village of Ceuta. The look of that old man is completely different.

At that time, the old man, resembling the god Oomeo, quickly-murmured a word he didn't quite understand while being struck by the rain, and stood still, looking east. Now I wonder if that strange old man would not have seen the village of Bersch. No. Are you a little southeast already? Therefore, the red emperor dragon appeared close to the Borderline Bo Ji...

I don't know. Can't you help but cling to it?

Ishur took the evening streets to Ellistar. At night he ran with a magical assist, leaving the streets at the present time in the city of Ellistar, sometimes roofing between the houses, towards the centre of the city.

Ishur stood on the roof of a building facing Baron Brigal's castle, the castle square in front of Ellistar Castle.

The castle is moonlighted and glows blue and dull against the background of the night sky.

The night was still the mouth of a snack, and yet there were no figures in the square. Perhaps the people of the city also know what the Baron did in the village of Bersch. People fear their lords at times like this and refrain from unnecessary outings, especially at night. Brigal's work is taking vibrancy from the city and casting a dark shadow.

Ishur stared at the castle.

We are about to infiltrate the castle and have a powerful tornado with the magic of the wind to destroy the centre of the castle. Even if the rugged walls of the castle cannot be destroyed, the roofs, windows and lacquered walls of the halls and towers in the centre of the castle can be fully destroyed. If you blow up the wooden roof of the hall and hit a tornado inside the building, you'll be able to clean up what's inside, too. And the people inside, of course.

But I won't do that.

Ask the Baron to die before he knows what happened, I won't do anything.

He will be asked to declare firmly that I am from the village of Bersch and that he will retaliate for killing the villagers before he dies.

I'll make sure you know exactly why you're killed, and then I'll kill you.

It's also in front of as many people as possible.

I will expose your evil deeds and your miserable death to the ears and ears of many people.

So wait till then, Julio Brigall.

When Ishur stared sharply at the castle, he followed the square.