Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Ladis!?

Exactly. I also got a surprise look on Ishur's face.

Too out of place for her costume, so somewhat anticipated her identity. That was a much bigger win than I expected. Well, I guess the bad feeling that I just felt is that it's best if you get hit by chills.

She is royal.

But Petra Ladis, the snotty white one sitting in front of her, her current position is somewhat complicated.

Petra Radis is one of the daughters of the Lord of the Grand Duke of Antios here in Frontera, the Grand Duke of Henrique Antios. Even though she calls herself "Ladis," her identity is Grand Duchess.

Originally, why did she name the royal family when she should be named Petra Antios?

Her father, the present Grand Duke, is originally Henrik Ladis, who hits the brother of the present king. From the Third Prince in the days of the previous kings, he was adopted by the Grand Duke of Antios, who had no son, and succeeded the Grand Duke. So her family name will also officially be Petra Antios, but both her father Henrik still continue to name the royal family, both in official and informal settings.

The court and the nobles within the kingdom, and those around them, likewise call them in the royal name. That's just not to say that, as a previous honor, we have habitually called and learned to do so since we moved to the Grand Duke, because the current king has only one daughter and no men, which means Henrik is still one of the powerful heirs to the throne.

Inheritance of kingdom is also permitted for women in the Kingdom of Ladis, but only if there is not a single man or man in the royal family. Alongside one older brother, or younger brother of one of the current kings, Henrik had the potential to become the next king in the future as one of the leading heirs to the throne. For that reason, perhaps for political reasons, he keeps naming Radice.

Besides Henrik being the heir to the high throne, there is another great reason why he keeps naming Radice's name.

Frontera and its surroundings are king territory. Not the Grand Duke. In other words, the Grand Duke of Antios has long been something of a nominal being, an honorary position, and the Grand Duke himself does not have Frontera and its surroundings as a territory. It is only a royal deputy who, to be clear, governs Frontera, assuming that he is merely entrusted with the administration of the land. It would be too shameful to give my brother Frontera, the royal dominant authority from the present king, as Grand Duke. Or you can't do that. Henrik is therefore treated instead as a powerful heir to the throne, and he is also acquiesced in publicly naming the name of Ladis.

Therefore, the girl in front of you right now, wearing a white dress that is out of place, with a silver tiara on her head, the rough nose girl will in the future not be a grand duchess, but a princess, possibly a queen.

It was to her that I should be most salutary and courteous, but Ishur completely lost it and, for some reason, stared at her with an inclusive grin.

Suddenly the royal ones came in contact?

But I don't know why it's her, so much so that it's completely past that. What's the point?

Is there no ploy here?

Isn't this a place of conspiracy?

Again, this place is a bumpy combo as it looks, so can I flush it properly?

"Tough greetings are good. I'm sorry for your patience today."

She still has her chest up.

So why are you dressed like that?

How kind of you to do that?

"Today is a happy day to welcome a new heir to the Royal Sword in our country, though it may be inside. Don't be rude."

What? What?

Ishur glanced at Marya sideways.

"No, I'm not. I haven't decided on that. I told you before."

"... Shit"

Hey, man!

"Oh, I wonder if I did. Speaking of which, we talked about getting help with that crusade."

Didn't you just tongue it?

But it's called this talking tone of hers, and it's called a nasty tongue pounding even though she's in a nasty capacity, and it kind of feels like a lot of nagging.

Are all the royal people just like this?

Is this child just too sorry?

This guy in the first place, the real Petra Antios, is it?

Grand Duchess, right?

I'm also concerned that Marya has a mouthful against her.

Well, good. I don't know if this guy's a phony, but there's more to this one than this one mouthed the royal name.

Ishur looked around at them both with a serious face.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not willing to serve the kingdom. Let me just be clear about that."

The field gets nervous for a moment.

Soon the song that was playing in the background had disappeared. I feel like I'm getting smaller and less chatty because of my mind and the guests around me.

Petra sent a sharp gaze like never before.

Oh, I knew it was real?

"Of course, I'm not willing to serve any country or nobility."

The air on the field was a little loose.

Did you just happen to finish the song you were playing, or the player in the back of the garden starts playing the next song.

"... well, fine. But you're a stranger. I didn't know you didn't ask for the Lord of Glory."

Unless you have memories of a previous life. I might have thought of something different again.

Originally I am not interested in the power or authority of this world.

I am not willing to throw away what has been cultivated when I was Japanese in my previous life. It may not have been a lot of life, but I still can't throw it away. Even in such a life, I want to think there was a little something important.

The Lord of Glory? 'Cause I don't think that's particularly gratifying. What the hell is so fascinating about that stuff?

Sure, if you get a title and ascend to a higher status, it may be easier to get magic books, and to train magic, but aren't you determined to be annoyed by the tedious hassle of how the territory is run, how the court is fighting for power, engaging in battle, etc. Being a nobleman is a great adventure to exorcise warcraft like no one has ever seen before, or go to the Belmura continent! How can you do that?

Born and raised in a rural village on the border. I was not born into a house with such powers and duties from the beginning.

Petra has had an ironic, no invincible look instead of loosening her gaze.

You look like you're up to something.

"If I defeat the Red Emperor Dragon, my concubine will do it for my son-in-law."

She stuck her chest out again.

"Pup, pup."

Marya, who was drinking tea, is about to blow up.

"It doesn't. I can't do that."

For some reason, Marya immediately denied it.

I see, if you defeat the Red Emperor Dragon, you saved the kingdom, because that's exactly what makes you a hero of salvation.

But this guy, even though he flies jokes like that, he's actually thinking about how he's gonna take me into the kingdom, you know?

He's funny, but he's still a Grand Duchess princess, a royal human being.

I'm sure she didn't have any brothers. Then she's a grand duchess bitch at the moment. Simply a butterfly. You wouldn't have been raised to be a flower.

"Such a big reward is good. But there's something I really need you to do."

"You're right, but you don't have to be afraid. I don't care about concubines. You're gonna be my concubine's son-in-law, aren't you? Not a bad story."

Petra is the same pose.

"Huh."

I have a rough nose. You.

I'll turn my contempt gaze to you as much as I want.

The same gaze is being turned from Marya.

"Oh ho... so what's that favor?

"You mean Brigal?

I have touched on the matter of Marya's quick revenge on the Baron family.

"Oh, is that it? It looks like Brigal and Ellistar's castle have gone bad."

Petra will nibble and look at this one.

"This is the first important thing in a long time, and the story of the enemy has spread from Ellistar. That's why he's traveling all over the kingdom. Let the inhabitants who heard the rumors rejoice in the pain. Sooner or later, you'll be played in a theater in Wangdu."

Petra's staring at me.

"Well, the concubine was so popular, I'd love to."

This guy...! I guess we're still talking about spreading rumors on Wang Du.

I giggled to Marya.

But there's nothing I can do about it. Common people in the kingdom and everywhere love stories like this. Warcraft exorcisms to flashy enemies and duels, the sad love of princesses and the adventures of princes everywhere. It will eventually spread to the surrounding countries as opposed to the kingdom, with footprints such as this time the tyrant destroyed his homeland, inviting the tears of a surviving boy, or a painful vengeful tan.

"I don't want a pardon or anything about the Baron's house. Still, we will cooperate in the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade."

I'm so sorry I got knocked down by a bunch of bumpy combos.

Let me take this one only seriously.

"However, there is one condition I would really like you to drink."

"Well, that's not funny"

"What?"

Look over at the two faces. Seriously.

"We ask you to rebuild the village of Bersch with the power of the royal family"

That's what I want.

"The village's survival may still be hiding somewhere. I want them to come back to the village. Some of the surrounding villages are from the village of Bersch. I want them to recruit settlers and move me to the village. The village fields aren't that rough yet."

Ishur bowed his head toward the two of them.

"Tamu"

Ishur waved one hand at the man at the service who came to pick up the order and said no, he didn't want anything.

It could be dangerous to say something in this store. I've never been cautious.

The most alarming thing you have to do in contact with them is to be used with some kind of medication. When the forest witch called me in, Lene had put sleeping pills in her tea.

"You don't drink anything."

"It's okay. You don't have to worry about it."

Marya knows exactly what she's saying. I can't wait to trust what she says...

"Hmm. I heard the story, but I didn't know you'd want to rebuild your hometown village instead of asking for the honor. My concubine and my age are a lot the same. I looked up to you."

Petra also held a small pottery with both hands and drank tea in a hard way, she said with a serious face at once.

Even ordinary people can drink tea on this continent without questioning its quality. The taste and aroma feel like a little under-aged tea, but I drink it in a bowl that only makes Japanese water a little smaller, without a handle like the previous world teacup. Now I think Lene has served tea in a small cup with a small knob and a small, spicy feel.

"... where you don't fail to be wary of being poisoned."

And, go on with the words. Petra laughs niggly.

You just want to be sarcastic to me after all. You want to play that hard?

But no way, they've been watching me for a long time before things happened in Ellistar, and yet they already seem to be checking up on me.

It may be better to consider that what was called a prodigy in the village, or what was called to the house of Lehne as a child, or to the extent that Verse knew, was already known in the royal family.

"Actually, I arranged for you to have sleeping pills for the tea you serve."

Sleeping pills again!

No way, this guy does the same thing as Lene...

"Why?"

Marya is plainly questioning Petra.

Hey, after all, is that a routine tea meal in the royal family or court?

"Well, that's not to get me to spend the night with my concubine. He'll wake up in his concubine's bedroom the next morning. He gets up and sees his concubine's beautiful sleeping face and decides secretly. Shit! I did it! You have to take responsibility for this as a man! That's not why."

Marya's mouth is wide open.

"Petra, what a mundane..."

And dyed his cheeks a little, and said softly and in a small voice.

……

This guy is stupid.

But wait. Petra, is that it? Is that a call-down?

Forget about me for now, it's called Marya speaking for Petra just now, however much she may be a court magician, even though this is a place of patience, the difference in identity is obvious, and we can't let that happen. This is a little crazy. Somewhat uncomfortable. Do you two have any special relationship?

"By the way, what's the relationship between you two? It feels a lot familiar."

Ignore the idiot who is nibbling and ask Marya a question.

"Petra and I are milk sisters."

My concubine's nanny is not Marya's mother.

"Right. I see."

They've been raised together since they were little. There used to be similar practices around the world, including Japan, in previous life. I guess that means the two are in a sister-like relationship, or a special subordination tied together by a strong force.

'Cause Petra was in King's Capital a while back, too.

I guess she was born when her father, Henrik, had not yet succeeded the Grand Duke, in the King's Capital.

"I'm convinced. I'm glad the princess has someone as close as Marya."

"Uhm."

Petra nods heavily and Marya grins in a slightly understated way.

Well, that's fine, but there's one more thing I need to talk to Marya about.

"Well, so, when are we going to Kusim? What should I do?"

The matter of the reconstruction of the village of Bersch has also taken its word from Petra, and, come on, let me just talk about the importance of this place already, and let me take my seat off as soon as possible.

With regard to the reconstruction of the village of Bersch, Petra told his father, the Grand Duke, that he would also send letters to the King and to those on the main road of the court.

If the royal family focuses directly on rebuilding the village of Bersch, it will be good publicity in the country. We are not talking about the Kingdom losing money, and the reconstruction of the village of Bersch will undoubtedly be accomplished.

"Can you come to the castle this evening?

Marya asks.

"Why?"

It's like an ops meeting. But you're opening it? If the Grand Duke sees me, I don't like it.

All of a sudden, it's hard to be solicited to serve me, etc. I want to avoid that.

"Because I will introduce you to the other magicians who are coming to Frontera. I'd like to have a little meeting then."

"Hmm..."

Can I see other court magicians as well? That's interesting......

"Don't tell the Grand Duke, there's nothing like that, is there?

"I don't know. That's about it."

Petra pointing her mouth.

"It's not that easy to see the Grand Duke. That's okay."

Marya took control of Petra and said.

Well, I guess so. The Grand Duchess was able to see her soon. Have you been patient?

"Okay."

You will be able to meet the court magicians, and perhaps those who carry out phylogenetic magic other than fire and wind.

Ishur accepted Marya's invitation.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but this is not the opening.

At the end of a rough meeting this evening about going to the castle, Petra stood up alone from her chair and told her to declare.

"It's been a long time since I've been out of the castle today, and it's been a pleasure to meet someone like you."

I see.

Whatever it is, it's the Grand Duchess.

If it's been a long time since I've been out of town and met the heir to the rumored sword of Yveda, I don't even know how excited I'd be. Perhaps I could treat you silly, even in your heart, and reflect a little on what you've been doing to get in the way, huh?

And so on and so on, Ishur thinks, there are signs of people moving very, very much from around. Turning his eyes, most of the guests who were sitting at the table stood up and bowed to Petra with their left hands against their chests.

And across the trees like it was, the sound of multiple horseshoes from the side of the road.

Two horses riding, one carriage coming this way. Ishur knew right away.

As he waited for the carriage, moved near the entrance and exit of the store and stood without Marya and the others, Petra approached Ishur.

The face looking up at Ishur was from the face of a girl like anywhere, a little uneasy after hitting it just now and changing.

Say hello to the Red Emperor Dragon.

The girl said quietly.

Exactly the royal one, I suppose there is a sincere desire to worry about the present kingdom.

"Oh."

Petra keeps talking when Ishur nods.

Ishr has another favor for his concubine.

Petra rang her throat when she cut one end of the word there, and said with even more whispering.

"Ahead, the concubine may be waiting for Tsutsu's path. If you can do it then, I wonder if you could lend me a little help."

I guess you're talking about Tsu's path after the current king collapsed.

Another brother of the current king, Henrik's brother, the second prince, is in the northwest of the kingdom, in the border zone with the United Kingdom.

He has a child, too. The top is the woman and the bottom is the man. My sister and brother are apart of age and my youngest is still young. After the king's death, there will be no doubt that the royal family will shake heavily.

I don't want to get caught up in a battle for succession to the throne.

"As I said before, I'm not going to serve you either. However, if I can help you then, I'll do something about it. No, as a friend."

I think it's such a disgusting idea and it's a thing to say. But if you think of her as a human being, a girl, you will not lend her strength or be involved in a power struggle.

"Oh, I didn't know you were coming, my friend."

She smiled.

A two-headed carriage stopped in front of the store.

One of your men jumps down and quickly opens the door.

The carriage is smaller than I thought, with delicately constructed wheels with beautiful curves that extend up from the bottom of the body.

The slightly reddish brown colour of the body is well reflected in the shooting colour of the slightly mixed green trees of the red leaves.

A small delicately made carriage at the creepy tip of the trees.

Petra walks there alone.

It was a sight you'll never see around Ellistar or Aarhus.

Marya says there's somewhere else to stop by, and she's standing next to Ishur and dropping him off.

The wind blew.

Red colored dead leaves dance.

As Ishur stretched out his "hand" long enough to catch the wind, he let the wind blow by trying to arc around Petra.

Red leaves swirl gently around her and dance.

"Yes..."

Petra stopped her legs and raised her face, her eyes turned to the dead leaves dancing around her.

Ishur stops the wind.

One red colored maple leaf fell in front of her flickering. When Petra offered her hand, it went over her palm.

Ishur smiled and said as Petra turned her face.

"See you later."

What would she feel in a single maple leaf above her palm, living in a palace and surrounded by jewellery?

The magic of a slight little breeze, with a hairy level in the trick. But if that's what goes on before one feels the natural fortune, then I'm sure you'll feel this little miracle too.

When Petra turned her face so bright red that she couldn't beat the maple leaves, she answered Ishl with a forcibly strong look, as she had just done.

"See you tonight."

Huh? Does that mean she'll face the court magicians, too?

But from that look on my face, the little magic that swirls the red leaves, seems to have worked.

Actually, I thought I'd never see you again for a while, so I was going to do a little something small. If we were to face each other again this evening, we didn't have to bother to show it to you.

She laughed softly as she turned to the side and boarded the carriage.

"Hey, hey."

Marya pulls her sleeve as she watches the carriage begin to move, sounding high and light horseshoes, with an indescribable look on Ishur's face.

"Hmm?"

When Ishur turned around, Marya looked like she wanted something and told Ishur.

"That."

When my sleeve is hard, I get pulled.

"Beautiful one with those leaves twirling around, do it to me too"

"Mar, it's not. Lord Aeren."

"Marya, that's fine."

I've been dancing leaves around Marya ever since. I've done it many times. One over my head after I was done, with the same reddish-colored maple leaves on it, so I pinched it and handed it to her.

Thanks to this, she is in a good mood too.

Always a clear face without much expression, but I know you seem in a good mood.

"But I'm sorry. Match it."

"I'm next door anyway, and if it's Ishr's outfit, maybe he won't let me in the store."

She's going to go to the Frontera Chamber of Commerce. That was offered by her.

Sure, in your current outfit, there's a chance you'll eat the front door. I have to manage to get inside the main store and ask the store people to meet Mr. Seville and the others.

Step out of an outdoor shop surrounded by trees and walk the hedge for two.

As he crept through the main gate and entered the premises, Ishur rang the knockers of both open doors.

The first to come out was Ishur, dressed in a clean outfit, and a boy his age. He paid little attention to Ishur, looked at Marya for a moment, but quickly made a clear expression that made him feel comfortable, inviting the two of them into the building.

Not wide or narrow inside, blow-out halls all the way upstairs, a luxurious carpet with classic geometric patterns based on red and white at the back, four legs with white trees and an english chair on the seat, and one slightly lower table with the same tone. There were also a number of small pieces of furniture on the wall.

This in the back of the hall. There will be no customer service, meetings, etc., here. It seems quite expensive.

The boy will call his husband without asking him to say anything here, recommending the chair, opening the door behind the hall and disappearing behind it.

The owner of the head office is Furne's brother, Seville's brother-in-law. I thought you said his name was Lildo.

The man immediately revealed himself through the back door. This is followed by a maid who dedicates a set of tea to the basin.

My husband has panicked for the most part. The order is reversed.

"This is Aeren. Welcome aboard."

Lerdo dressed in a calm brown jacket with dark trousers close to black, and an english scarf on a white shirt. He had a slightly retracted blonde hair, big blue eyes, and a chunky moustache.

Place your left hand against your chest toward Marya and let it bend.

But......, you marya. Apparently you've been in this store for a long time.

When I glanced sideways at her, she turned to me.

"Not me today, this one. He's Ishr. I'm back from Ellistar."

Leld's big eyes opened even bigger.

"Then be careful, Ishr. Don't get lost."

At the parting, Leld put his hand on Ishl's shoulder and has said it as if it were his father.

I guess the Bersch village tragedy is telling him as well. Lerdo's attitude was heartfelt.

The two leave the store and head for the Baenels River, which flows through the city of Frontera.

Leld told me that Seville and the others now tentatively live in one of the houses on the north bank of the Baenels River, owned by the Chamber of Commerce. Seville and Imal went from the house to a branch that serves as a warehouse and store on the bank of the Chamber of Commerce to help the Chamber of Commerce. They were going to a store on the bank of the river today, and when it was time for Ishur to get to that store, he would be home already, so he decided to head directly to the house where Seville and the others were living provisionally.

Ishur spoke to Marya, who was still walking with him, wondering if he was in the same direction as him.

"So, where's Marya going?"

"Magic Fixture Store"

Oh, my God!

"Magic furniture store? Is there a store like that?

"Yeah."

"Wait a minute."

"What?"

"I want to go. I want to go too."

"But Ishur's going to meet one of the chambers of commerce, right?

Oh, shit! Can't you stop by the magic store in time... Time pushes me back. I won't be able to make it to the castle this evening. I should see Mr. Seville today, and meeting a court magician other than Mary is a very intriguing and irrevocable business.

I'm grinning when I see Marya's face. It is very good that it is not Niyaniya.

"Then tomorrow, I'll take you with me."

"Oh! Excellent. Marya is so sweet."

I applaud this place too blatantly.

"Hehe."

It doesn't look like Marya is in the mood either.

Let's also ask what you care about bookstores tomorrow......

"Then I'll meet you tomorrow at lunch at the square in front of the castle gate on the west bridge"

The square in front of the castle gate on the west bridge is the little square that was in front of the castle gate that was just across the bridge today.

"Okay. Meet me at lunch, we'll have lunch."

"Yeah, hehe"

This is like a date. I'm glad Marya seemed happy.

Ishur broke up with Marya, who was heading west through the mansion, and walked straight to the house where Seville and the others were temporarily living, on the north bank of the Baenels River.