Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

When Ishur left the square in front of the castle, he chose an unpopular back road, sometimes going up to the building and toward the pleasure district to pass on the roof.

The destination is at Tsaf, an informant in the pleasure district. From the Knights' Ping Knights encountered in the village, I could grasp the approximate content of what had happened in the village of Bersch, but the man did not know much about the circumstances of Ellistar in the garrison stuffing in Ceuta and could not confirm firmly what had happened to people from the village of Bersch who were in this city, who were indeed being captured and interrogated by the Baron.

First, we needed to get accurate information on what was going on in Ellistar with people from the village of Bersch.

If Brigal has left them in some kind of crisis situation, such as being detained, Ishur, as a native of the same village, had to help them out of that crisis as one of the people of the time who caused it.

There's so much more I want to know. What orders did Borderline specifically officially give to the Baron, simply to the extent of the request? Now the Baron wanted to know all those things if he could find out about what he was doing, about the Baron's future moves, about the Royal Trends, and about the floorplans of the inns and prison buildings in Ellistar Castle and if there was a secret loophole in the castle.

And it is time for the harvest festival in Ellistar. The city's celebrities are also invited in the castle, and a feast is held under the auspices of the Baron. The feast will include representatives of the city's guilds, leading merchants and landowners, deputies for small lords and nobles around them, and their families. It was also possible that it would not take place this year because of the events in the village of Bersch, but Ishl wanted to know whether the feast hosted by the baron would take place or not, and if so, the date.

Intrude into the baron's harvest feast, expose and kill the baron's inhumans in front of the city's leading men.

I will turn the feast of harvest into a feast of vengeance.

Ishur had already set an ambition as to when vengeance should be served.

Ishur went up to the roof of the large whorehouse where Elena once was, close to the heart of the pleasure district, and looked out onto the street in front of him.

It's the busiest time in the city right now, but it's still less crowded. The streets don't really feel like the buzz has waned because of more calls, but the customers themselves are clearly decreasing.

I observed the street from the top for a while if there was no mixed watch on the baron's side, but Ishl wasn't sure. Even if you are too vigilant, there is a shortage of experience and abilities here. Unless he was capable of using magic, he could not identify the suspicious.

Ishur flew from the roof of the whorehouse to the roof of the building across the street and went straight to the back road where there was a Tsaf informant in the roof telling.

The back roads that went from the front street into the back were nevertheless stacked to the left and right of the road, dark and unpopular and quiet. It was felt that the plaguing of the city on the street, small and far away, was heard as if from a different world.

As I approached the door of the store in Tsaf, I felt another sign inside, besides Tsaf, of one. Apparently, there was a client. The customer seems to be screaming something, pressing air coming from the other side of the door. The guests are approaching the door and shouting something again. From the high voices that started to sound slightly, the guests screaming at Tsaf are like women.

As Ishur tried to get away from the front of the store, suddenly the door opened, shut abusively, and a woman headed this way. You're crying. I ran with one hand against my nose, trying to hit Ishl.

The woman who came out of the door was still young, wearing plain clothes that did not fit into the pleasure streets of the night. It feels like a mediocre city girl you see all over the city during the day.

Why would someone like this come from here?

Ishur couldn't get a woman to come at him for a moment, and he was about to bump into her.

A woman gives you a face.

"Ah..., sorry"

The woman who had turned her face to Ishur was Maula, the daughter of Tsaf, who was doing affairs in a mercenary guild.

"You knew about your father's shop, too, Ishr."

The city's lights are shaking on the river.

Mora sitting on a stone wall on the river's edge and Ishur sitting beside her are also distorted and shaken.

Between the two, there was a bad, indescribable subtle air between them.

Since then, the two have come out of the pleasure district to the banks of the river that flows through the city centre. Ishur doesn't really want to stay here long. I looked at the left and right as much as I did earlier and was wary of any suspicious people.

How shall I answer Maura's question? Lying just makes me feel shitty, and now I can't even deceive you. When I tried to answer honestly with a "yes" in mind, Maura's face, which looked ill-defined, turned into a look of surprise and confusion like I realized something.

"The village of Bersch came to me like that... so you came to my father"

She also works in a mercenary and everything store guild, so you naturally know what happened in the village of Bersch. And also that Ishur is from the village of Bersch. When registering for the guild, there were no fields to fill in your birth or place of origin, but when you had a practice match with Gorn, you must have heard that Ishur was born in the village of Bersch. It's an old cliché, so you probably know that Seville from the Frontera Chamber of Commerce is from the same village. You may also have heard that Seville has escaped Ellistar with Furnace.

"Yes."

Now, how to deceive......

"I hear the Baron burned down the village, but I think there are a lot of villagers out there who are doing well to help. So..."

So Maura distorted her face, and said,

I kind of know how Mora feels. Given the tragedy of the village, it would only be counterproductive, such as poor comfort.

"But you can't do dangerous imitations. Take care, calm down."

"It's okay, I know. Once we've gathered the information, we'll return to Frontera again. Mr. Seville's on the run, too. When Mr. Gorn returns, ask him for more information."

Not letting Mora say it to the end, Ishur said, trying to block it.

I didn't want to be too hard on her when it comes to the others in the red, but not even from the village. I want to end this conversation with her now. I'm back to avenge the baron, I can't say anything, of course, and I don't want to be taken into account.

"Right..."

She nodded quietly.

The two stared silently at the river surface for a while.

When Ishur started thinking it was time to break up with Mora and go to Tsaf's store again, Mora changed the subject to see if she cared.

"So, have you seen your father in that store yet?

Rather than changing the subject, that's probably what she wanted to ask Ishl the most.

As Ishur nodded silently, a complex look with a mixture of sense of sense of purpose, self-derision, and anguish appeared on Mora's face for a moment.

"Father's outfit, that must have been crazy, right?

Maura said with a slight grin.

"I died when I was little, my mother."

"What?"

"Dad, at night, you're going to go to that room and be my mother. My mother was an informant all her life."

Mora began to talk about herself without having to ask Ishl.

Mora's story was anything but that.

Mora's mother, Stena, was born as the youngest daughter of a house that runs an established luxury whorehouse in Theodore, the northwest stronghold of the Holy King of Orst.

Theodore is near the border between the Kingdom of Ladis and its southern Grand Duchy of Alsar. And the Holy Kingdom of Orst and the Grand Duchy of Alsar have long been in conflict, so to speak, hateful.

Alsar has oppressed a group of urban states in the south in an attempt to extend its forces to the Mediterranean, and the Holy King, with the total main mountain of the diocesan church, has helped the diocesan church on the opposite shore to preach to the pagan continent, Burga, maintaining friendly relations with its scaffolding group of coastal urban states. This has for a long time created a deep-rooted conflict between the two countries.

The Alsar, on the other hand, is in alliance with the Kingdom of Ladis. Therefore the Kingdom of Ladis was also in a less good relationship with the Holy King. It is just a close relationship between the Holy Kingdom of Orst and the Cathedral Church that can be said to be one and the same. As well as the Kingdom of Ladis in the Holy King's kingdom, even the Grand Duchy of Alsar, which is in a hostile relationship, was in a position that must be respected and sometimes defended religiously as long as the diocesan Church is a state religion. Nor could the nations of the continent, including the Kingdom of Ladis, even the Grand Duchy of Alsar treat the Holy King of Orst roughly, at least in terms of religion.

This complex relationship between the three kingdoms had a great impact on the city of the border, Theodore, who is also the king's realm of the Holy King. Theodore was a military capital, a commercial capital, and at times a city where the intelligence and plots of the Three Kingdoms collided violently.

There was a secret scheme in the established whorehouse in that city where Stena was born. In each of the individual rooms in the building, a voice tube, possibly a form of magic equipment, was sprayed, allowing even a small whispering voice to hear the conversation between the whore and the guest in that room.

In established whorehouses, merchants and aristocrats travelling to and from the three countries, sometimes those involved in official and informal diplomacy, even those who are acting as intelligence agents, come to hold women.

I don't know if that whorehouse and the Holy Kingdom of Orst were directly connected. When she was an adult, Stena was naturally in a store in her own house, in a position to collect a lot of information from its voice tubes.

Some time later she was funded and protected by her parents and started working as an informant throughout the city of Theodore. From one point on, whether it was half inevitable or planned from the beginning, an organization with a cathedral church close to the main mountain approached her and became an important customer. That organization was a clandestine organization that monitored temples, clerics throughout the continent scattered at home and abroad, and charged the temple and its clerics with acts of vandalism and other corruption in the centre, partitioning behind churches that sometimes punish them.

There, at the time, the young Tsaf still belonged.

What Zinova, the relative jerk once said in the pleasure district, that threat. The monitoring and punishment organization behind the Cathedral Church existed.

Well, that explains Tsaf's disappearing possession of a magic device that won't even be noticed by the wizard. Tuaf belonged to the Cathedral Church.

Tuaf was given the role of making contact with its informant, Stena, who also sold and bought information and, if necessary, conspired with Stena to distribute nickel information to the hostile side.

"So my father and my mother began to love each other, and I was born."

Maura said in disguise.

"I couldn't get a formal marriage because they had separate identities and positions, but when I was a baby it seemed like I was happily doing it"

The commandments of the diocesan church are basically strict on the relationship between men and women, but clergy marriages are admitted. However, a female cleric must resign from the clergy when she marries. In the case of men, they could not be the highest priests, and tended to be slower to emerge within the Church.

Still in that position in the church, Tsaf's father was relieved of his first grandson, or the birth of his son gave up, acknowledging his de facto marriage to Stena, his inner friendship. The relationship between the two was to be acquiesced in in the church.

But their happiness did not last long. At one point, it was revealed that Stena was also selling information about the diocesan church and its organizations, that is, the best customers, to customers hostile to the church.

I don't know why she did something that could be called such a suicide act. Though the business of buying and selling information, the customer's own secrets had to be kept absolutely confidential.

If any person, organization, sells, buys, or makes that much business crap, I won't be able to do it as an informer. Naturally, no one sells information, and they don't buy it. On the contrary, they would be pushed into a situation where no matter how many lives they had, they were not enough.

Has it been invaded, so to speak, by a sense of omnipotence that it is all in its own hands and can be freely treated, by the fact that it has remained in contact with many secrets, people's businesses and national secrets, or has it simply been acquired by forces that betrayed and enmity the diocesan Church and Tsaf?

In any case, she chose to perish herself. The church's secret organization ordered Tuaf to kill her.

What was the thought of the ordained Tsaf? Tuaf pulled Maura, who was still small, away from her and killed her.

Then a few years later, I was alone in Theodore, and a new informant showed up. The informant became reputed to be quite skilled, and one day the informant was contacted by a secret organization of the church, like Stena, who had been murdered.

So there was a big problem on the side of the tissue I came into contact with. That contacted informant was cut off to be the woman he killed, and from the bottom of his heart, he believed and did not suspect Stena himself, and Tsafu was one of them.

Only on an off-duty night did he work as an informant, becoming his former inner edge wife, Stena herself, whom he had killed. There was no abnormality at all in the person when I was working for a church organization, I had vague memories when I was an informant, and when I was an informant, I had become the personality of a murdered Stena, who recognized Tuaf and Mora as my beloved families.

Tuaf's father held his head in an unusual situation that could not be even this bad joke. A cleric was called from the main mountain that he had a rare, healing capacity in the spiritual system, etc., which hit the treatment of Tuaf but had no effect, and the father of Tuaf removed him from the organization and allowed him to be cautious for a while, then gave him the corresponding hardware, and dared to turn a blind eye to the presence of the magic fixture he had, stripping him of his clergy's identity and banishing him from the Holy King with Mora.

He then relied on the edge of Tsaf's father and so on, and came down to Ellistar, saying he started a small mercenary guild, essentially anything shop.

In the meantime, Tuaf's illness was stable for a while, but he sat back in Eristar, his job stable, and when Tuaf himself became accustomed to the city and the surrounding environment, he began to work as an informant again at night in Eristar's pleasure district.

In an effort to do something about his father like that, Maura said he sometimes, like this evening, should be his father's, or his mother's, face the store and persuade him to praise his father and quit as an informant.

"My grandfather moved to another department a long time ago, so he would be out of touch with the previous organization, and I don't think it would be a problem as long as my father is a detailed informant in Ellistar..."

Maura's expression is dark. It is good to have a slight self-derision included there, which invites sadness.

She said with an impossibly bright look when she turned her face to Ishur.

"I'm sorry about today. I don't even want to hear this."

In her eyes, the shifting lights of the city reflected on the river.

She wants help, too. Just like Tuaf......

"Mr. Tsaf's illness is dual personality," he said. You must have lost your mind because you put your wife in your own hands. "

Did you say dissociative identity disorder? Is it another illness just close by? If I had more professional knowledge than miscellaneous, I could have helped... But in any case, there's something I have to do first now.

"Dual personality…. I've never heard you say that before. Ishr is a scholar."

"No, it's like there was such a word in a book I used to read"

Ishur laughed small and deceived,

"Um, I'm sorry to break your hips, but can you not tell anyone that you met me today, but keep it to yourself?"

So Maura looked like she realized something.

"Yeah, right. Ishur is a very important customer of ours. Of course I won't tell anyone."

An important customer is the Frontera Chamber of Commerce.

"But not to Sierra."

"No. I don't want to bother her either. So to no one."

It's absolutely no good being known to Sierra. She'll be trying to help you with something. That's not good. It can be a lot of snakes. It must be avoided that there will be danger to herself.

"Okay."

Maura's expression became a little brighter on what was natural. I may have been feeling a little better for her.

Maybe it's because I could disclose to Ishl what I've never been able to tell anyone.

Ishur quickly returned to Tsaf's store after breaking up with Mora.

Shortly after listening to the strange parents and children, it was somewhat weird to meet the person of the day, the informant Tsaf, without feeling the evil between them, but this one can't break his plans either.

When I opened the door, a figure of Tuaf wearing a hood as deep as one day was in the back of a long, thin room.

The same incense is burned as the one I smelled before.

"Oh, I don't need it."

Sitting in the chair in front of Tsav, Tsav has been speaking at the same tone as before this.

Ishur stares into Tsaf's eyes behind Hood's shadow.

Ishur's feelings in front of Tuaf were somewhat more complicated than before. Thinking of the tragedy that drove this man crazy, he is now in an unbeatable situation for each and every person.

I don't have anywhere else to go, just like this guy.

"What are today's requirements?"

Tsaf is forced to make it high, he hears it in a disgusting voice.

And if we keep this up, this guy will eventually...

"I have a lot to ask you today. I brought the money."

Tsaf will also eventually follow the same fate as his murdered beloved woman, Stena.