Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

The next day, Ishur went out to the city in the morning and bought clothes that the city's young people liked to wear, which felt good and easy, and went to the square in front of the castle gate on the west bridge, which he promised to Marya at noon, once he had taken to Seville and the others' house to change.

It is a world similar to medieval to recent Europe in previous life, even though young people prefer to wear it. Of ordinary people, especially men, if not some kind of celebration. I don't wear flashy clothes. Newly aligned Ishur outfits include a small snarless red tea hat often worn by city merchants and artisans, a slightly reddish scorched tea vest on a raw collarless shirt, and scorched tea leather shoes on beige trousers. Does it feel like the ring on the left hand pharmacopoeia finger or the silver hardware that hangs and holds the knife case is barely accented? Only one knife had been placed on his waist, and the sword of his father's shapes had been set aside.

Cross the Baenels River to the south and walk the road along the river to the rendezvous point. When Ishur reached the square in front of the castle gate, there was already a figure of Mary in the back.

Marya stood alone in her usual outfit at the edge of an open castle gate with a large gate.

It does not move like a doll, and the expression of joy and sorrow is also rare, the usual Marya.

"I don't see her either, she's a strange girl."

Ishur was so alone as he walked towards her in the middle of the square.

Don't let her confused appearance fool you, who doesn't seem to think about that. How could Marya be so firm, smart, and alert?

Not only was I well connected to the Frontera Chamber of Commerce to collect this information on an ongoing basis, but apart from the people of the Chamber of Commerce, mainly those in the head office who would have treated it as a guest, I can't help but feel the wit or tenacity of the person where Seville and the others in the branch were not afraid or smoked, and where I had established a genuine relationship across identity differences and went peacefully.

Or is it her unique moral business not to see one in her profession or status?

While her method is plain, can't it be described as the kind of M.O. a real intelligence professional would do? I didn't do it properly even though I wasn't in charge.

It's already done, but how foolish were the barons and Velis, who created their own stuffed situation, tortured Ector and his family, and killed the villagers. And even after torturing them, I have to feel angry at the lord of Uncle Borderline, who sent a letter and burned them. Even if the person was in distress and in a hurry. Even though the situation is too different, isn't Marya's arm far up there?

It's not just a matter of situation or ability. The point is, we're talking about personality and humanity. I'm sure.

Marya is pointing that faceless face at us.

Whoa, smile, smile.

"Hey, Marya. Did I make you wait?

When Ishur came to Marya, he said with a soft smile he had made consciously as he wished.

He remembered the massacre in the village. I'm sure he had a strong expression and a scary face.

"Mmm. It's okay, I haven't waited that long."

Marya's cheeks tint slightly red.

"Well, shall we go? Let's have lunch before they show us around the magic store. You promised me you'd be more luxurious. Because I've already decided on a store."

Ishur cared and tried to offer her left elbow to Marya, but she has a big magic wand in her right hand as usual, and I don't see many men and women holding hands or arms around the city.

Should I stop?

I don't really know how Ishur treats women in upper-class manipulation at times like this.

When she smiled again at Marya, who had her neck covered and looked up at Ishur, Ishur slowly walked off to her pace.

"It's like you're on a date, Marya"

Green and red-leaved trees that colour so well on both sides of the road, this stylish mansion stands in between. The sound of the wheels turning and the sound of the horseshoes, of the slow moving carriage you can see at the end of the road.

While walking the same path as yesterday, Ishur thought I'd tease Marya with a little prank.

"And?

"Yes."

"The first word I hear. What do you mean?"

"A date."

Ishur put up his index finger and explained to Marya that the man and woman who had entered into the contract, who had promised to marry, was to go out on holiday alone and have a good and loving time.

The explanation that a man or woman who has a crush on a lover, a man or woman in a relationship one step ahead of him, etc., is difficult to apply to the people of the kingdom in this world. Unless it is also a marriage promise, it is once and for all considered immoral and disgraceful for two men and women of old to play alone, day or day.

Asked by Ishur what it meant to date, Marya turned her face bright red and hardened.

Lunch across the street from Marya in a private room surrounded by small vases, paintings and old little furniture from a small, shabby shop taught by Furne.

But the conversation that was exchanged there was not a very good story for Ishur, which was not appropriate for this occasion.

As she ordered the food and the waiter left the room, Marya apologized once again for yesterday's incident.

"I'm sorry about yesterday. I should have told you in advance."

You should have told me in advance that you were going to have a mock fight with the court magicians.

There's always something about Marya that's out of her tongue.

"Whose bribe is that? Did we all discuss and decide?

Ishur also pulled in the gentle look until then and said with a harsh look.

"I'm the one who brought the story to them. I can't tell you whose idea it was."

The originator, huh? From yesterday's conversation, it won't be Petra. Probably the Grand Duke himself.

"But I had a very good experience thanks to Ishur. Everybody said that."

Good experience......

Ishur said one sigh.

"What is a good experience?

Experience, that's the same here. I was able to roughly but grasp the magic used by the court magicians of the kingdom and their strength. Especially Petra's, what magic equipment the royal family possesses and how much magic they use.

"Fighting Ishur is like fighting the Red Emperor Dragon"

Marya finally figured out, maybe.

Even she would not have actually seen it, of course, having fought the Red Emperor Dragon. However, there is an approximate idea of how many Red Emperor dragons exist from past literature, narratives, alley rumors, etc.

"I don't know about that. You'll never know unless you actually fight it."

"Yeah. That's right, though."

So the servant brought the tea. Conversation interrupts.

I can tell if Marya wants to keep talking about something. It doesn't change the faint expression, but I can see it with my eyes.

The light in Marya's eyes became slightly stronger. She looks up at Ishl for a little bit of leaning up and down, and she turns a cursory gaze.

"Do you know all the crusaders Uncle Borderline sent to Kusim have been wiped out?"

As the waiter left the room, Marya spoke to Ishur without distracting herself from that gaze.

Because I didn't mean to, but I can see it gets harder. That's a pretty serious statement.

Perhaps the peripheral realm, of course, is treated as top secret throughout the kingdom.

"No."

Seville said before that it would be very difficult for a decent army or wizard.

Destroy them all...?

Ishur's face becomes something dangerous.

So Marya told Ishl about the strength of the troops organized by Uncle Borderline and how the battle was going.

Red Emperor Ryu didn't even teeth the attack, which was an organization of crusaders, and no one has survived what he saw in person, so it's speculative, but he said he probably blew a huge scale flame out of his mouth and burned down every squad he was deploying around him all at once. After that, he said, there was a mountain fire around the area, for days.

"Is the main force on the front line wiped out? Haven't you got any teeth?"

Ishur put his arms together and exhaled loudly. From what I've heard, I seem to have fought a decent way of positively attacking. I'm not talking about the total annihilation of the Commander because he was incompetent or anything like that.

"Yes."

"The main force of the troops is the Knights' 500, and the Great Crossbow serves five, and the Borderline Bow serves three magicians. And a mercenary unit and a heavy unit..."

"Hehe, Ishur is really strange. It's like a captain of the Knights or a general in some country."

Certainly. It can't be normal for a former peasant, merchant apprentice boy to use or know what the main force of the front line is, such as heavy squadron.

But I don't care about that now. Marya's story says there were hundreds of mercenary troops alone, so when combined with the Knights main force, it would be close to a thousand...

Marya stared at Ishur and asked him a question, smiling ridiculously.

"What if it was Ishl?

……

Ishur glanced at Marya.

Marya asks me, like the Red Emperor Dragon, if I can win if I fight the same army. Besides, let the place be a little sedimentary, and make it feel like a tough question.

She doesn't seem to like talking without her tongue, but this is the kind of thing that's ingenious.

He's taking care of me, but I can't answer that.

It is true that since the destruction of the castle with vengeance against the barons, there has been no point in concealing this power at all. That was deliberately done flashy in the first place to gather the public's ears and eyes, and once with them last night, they've paired up. I didn't expose all of these hands, but I think they're already quite grasped by magic and the power of magic.

So now I don't have to lie to you...

Hmm? Why are you asking me that?

"It depends on the situation, but you'll win first. Alone."

"... so yesterday was a really good experience"

Is that what you mean? I know what you're trying to say.

If the Red Emperor Dragon knew the power of the Borderline Bo Army and made me realize that I was as strong as the Red Emperor Dragon, she would know the weight of the experience the demon conductors gained in yesterday's battle, which is what she said, I guess. Last night was an exercise that saw me as the Red Emperor Dragon.

... but.

"Last night, though, we were trying to keep Maryas from killing us, weren't we? I'm sure you'll find out. Sometimes he wanted to see what kind of magic the Maryas would use, but if he had done everything he could from the beginning, he'd use the magic. Soon the Maryas would have been wiped out and could have been over in no time. Besides."

Ishur unwrapped his arm and rode himself out to her and said.

"The Red Emperor Dragon may be stronger than me."

……

The look on Marya's face clouds. So clearly on her face, I guess she feels the same way and has strong anxiety.

With one blow of flame, the magician of the Borderline House also extinguished a total of nearly a thousand troops, after which the area became a mountain fire. It wouldn't be the usual opponent. It is not a level where one can do something with one's strength.

"Enough about yesterday. Thanks to you, I know how amazing the Red Emperor Dragon is. So how do we crusade that monster? It's time for us to hear the operation."

So Ishur and I were told that Marya and I would act separately without joining the Borderline Army.

"Marya?"

"What?"

I stare at Marya, but I see nothing in her face. It creates an even stronger faceless look and tends to solidify it.

……

Ishur sighed a second time today.

What was written in the letter I got from Tsaf, given to the Baron by Uncle Borderline. Separate from the main unit, we should assume that the Royal Family naturally knows the contents of the treatment of going straight to Fugo, which is close to the site, without stopping at Alva. It would be easy to deduce that I know the contents of that letter and that I am using Uncle Borderline as my last target for revenge, and I can say that it is natural to fear it.

Marya, no, the kingdom, is afraid that I will kill and escape from the border before I fight the Red Emperor Dragon.

This procedure has been around for a long time, and I'm trying to prevent it, but the Kingdom side probably doesn't know how important I consider these conditions, the promise to rebuild the village of Bersch, to be.

If we succeed in the Red Emperor's dragon crusade and then I kill Uncle Borderline, will the royal family stop focusing on rebuilding the village of Bersch?

It will depend on how Uncle Borderline starts and ends, but I don't think so.

Although the current Borderline Uncle Prince hits the royal distant relatives, all the kingdom's leading nobles and lords are similar, and that will not have any particular impact on the royal judgment.

And if the present emperor dies, the power of the Borderline House with Kusim Silver Mountain will be greatly shredded.

Ravelt Behm, the current owner of the Borderline House, has two children, a daughter on top and an older estranged son on the bottom. If Leavert dies, the Borderline Uncle family will be succeeded by his younger son, who is still young. I wouldn't be able to do it without the assistants of the ministers for a while. Both the Border House and the Territory are likely to be in precarious conditions. If it is after the crusade of the Red Emperor Dragon, the death of the current lord will be a hopeful and difficult situation for the royal family that, while mining of Kusim Silver Mountain will resume, it will sharpen the power of the Borderline Uncle family and make it easier to exercise influence.

Besides, there is no need to take into account the invasion of the peripheral bourgeoisie of the Holy Kingdom of Orst. Even if the Borderline House is weakened, the presence of the Grand Duchy of Alsar in alliance with the Kingdom of Ladis does not place the Holy King in a situation where it can move easily from the beginning, the mine line of Mount Cushim Silver falls on the side of the Holy King, silver mining is also taking place on the side of the Holy King, and he does not have such a strong obsession with Mount Cushim Silver.

Even if I kill Uncle Borderline, the royal family feels no itching whatsoever, so much so that they are more likely to benefit. Punishment for me will be only in form.

The old baron territory will be the direct jurisdiction of the royal family, and the reconstruction of the village of Bersch will be directly linked to the increase in revenues of the king's territory, which in turn will be a loss for the royal family if we stop rebuilding the village. It is also easy to rebuild the agricultural land in the village of Bersch because it does not need to be pioneered from scratch.

The royal family will not be damaged if Uncle Borderline is killed. The royal family will not bother to stop rebuilding the village as retaliation.

But when Leavert is killed before the Red Emperor dragon crusade, this is the other way around a big deal.

I don't know what will happen to the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade if the Borderline Uncle family and the realm become unstable. The crusader's morale drops. But before that, the battle itself could be postponed or even suspended. If the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade is not carried out, the state of incapacity of silver mining in Kusim will be prolonged and the Borderline Uncle family, of course, will have a major impact on the entire kingdom. Besides, if I kill Leavert and get away with it, I'll lose the important power of the Red Emperor's Dragon Crusade. It would be a stepping or kicking situation for the kingdom.

The royal family will be sending more demon mentors and a massive army to eliminate the Red Emperor Dragon from Kusim. The kingdom will suffer enormous damage. The royal family does not just have to stop rebuilding the village of Bersch outrageously and may force the village of Bersch to become an abandoned village in retaliation.

I know I should stop killing Uncle Borderline before the Red Emperor dragon crusade.

The question is, does the royal family dare to acquiesce that I am trying to kill Uncle Borderline after the crusade?

In front of the building, ostensibly, the royal family would not allow such a thing to be finely dusty. No rebellion, no conspiracy, no willingness to betray the royal, no bad position for the royal family if they cut off the leading nobleman, lord of the kingdom, who has done quite a bit of territorial management. It can lead to political anxiety throughout the kingdom.

But if it is not to be suspected that it is a well-known circumstance for the royal family to hope or die after the crusade, or that the royal family is not involved in any part of the murder of the royal family, why not add a constraint to this action after the crusade of the Red Emperor Dragon?

How does the royal family judge, can't we pull that out of Marya?

Who was it that she and I acted separately from the main team and planned to keep me out of contact with Uncle Borderline? Marya herself? Or is it the Grand Duke, or the king of the king's capital or the minister or princess close to it? The proposal may be Marya herself, but it is a matter of involving the Crusaders who will be formed at the Borderline House and the court magicians who will reinforce it. There is no doubt that someone of considerable stature, including the royal ones, is involved in this matter.

If the king of the Grand Duke or the king of the king's capital commands that the owner of the sword of Yveda, the core power of the Red Emperor's dragon crusade, should strictly accompany the army, etc., Mary must obey it. What she has said about acting separately from the main unit is nothing more than that it is already in a position to order her, at the discretion of those above her.

Can you not know the thoughts of the Upper One?

Paul and the villagers were helped by dozens of people.

I know very well that it is impossible. But if I can, I really want the promise that there's nothing like the reconstruction of the village of Bersch being blown away by the murder of the Borderline Buddha after the crusade.

Well, and. How to chop down Marya into a complete defensive posture.

"The Border Bell Army will naturally be organized in Alva, won't it? The four of you who glanced at Marya first went to Alva."

"... yes"

"Even if you add some strength to the Guards of the Magic Instructors, aren't you a little underpowered as the main unit of the Red Emperor's Dragon Crusade? I hope Petra can at least join us. I feel like I can handle it. How much more troops can Uncle Borderline put out?

It's impossible for Petra, a royal man, to join Uncle Borderline's crusade.

"This crusade organized by Borderline Uncle has a different strength than last time. I think we're gonna have a lot of soldiers."

Marya cut the words there. She also seems to be carefully choosing words to speak.

"Looks like Rifia Behm will be commanding the troops as general."

Refia? Is that Uncle Borderline's daughter?

"Is that Refia from Uncle Borderline's daughter?

"Yes, the eldest daughter of Uncle Borderline. About the same age as us."

Uh, it's a little off. That's a subtle statement, that.

Aside from that Refia thing, how old is Marya actually?

"I didn't say anything weird."

Ha, was it on your face? Marya looks young, but she's solid, so I thought she was pretty old.

Anyway, for some reason, it feels very dangerous, and I can't ask the person very much.

We should make a quick conversation here and move on quickly.

"I don't care about the age story, do I? What's more like that refia?

I've heard rumors somewhere. Certainly intelligent and capable of swordsmanship...

"She's the daughter of the Borderline Uncle. Don't say that."

"Yes, sir."

Marya smiled. Are you getting a little alert?

"Refia has amazing magic equipment." The arrow of the martial arts. "

But Marya immediately turned off her expression and spoke seriously.

"The current lord, Sir Behm's father, was of the royal family. He had the royal magic kit."

Oh, I remember somehow. Is that who Farro hated before?

"Did Rifia inherit the magic equipment?"

"Yes, I gave it to my lovely granddaughter, who had been so smart since she was little."

"So how is that royal magic appliance awesome?

I know it sounds awesome because it has two names, so to speak, the arrow of the martial arts. Does it still feel like you're going to be stronger or able to move faster?

"The arrow of the martial arts, is purely a magic tool for fighting"

She explained to me the “arrow of the martial arts" by saying no only to what I know.

Full Health Enhancement for Attack Acceleration, and Hardened Magic for Defense. And significant improvements in perception, reflex nerves, etc. commensurate with their ability to demonstrate.

The golden cane Petra had also activated considerable magic, but the magic fixture Lifia had seems to be pretty awesome as well.

"Brenda Lebrect, a swordsman using the magic of yesterday's acceleration, was there one? How's that compared to her?

"Acceleration? I don't use that word very often"

"Huh?"

Shit. Are you out of control?

"You mean the magic of the wind? Probably stronger than Mr. Brenda at all, Refia."

"Oh well."

Acceleration, what a word is not often used?

Marya went on with her words without the wind to care.

"The arrow of the martial arts is said to be one of the magic pieces that the first King Ladis had. When the royal blood heir wears it, it blends into his body and integrates."

Marya's been staring at us all the time.

This is what she wanted to say. The magic of acceleration, what an unfamiliar way to say it to humans in this world, was also due to the fact that it flushed.

"You're just like Ishr."

That's what she said and smiled.

Ishur was so shocked that he couldn't even speak for a while.

Marya has stared at Ishur like that without blinking with a slight grin.

This guy......

The fact that my wind magic fixture is integrated with my own flesh is no secret now, because Lene has long been known to be so. But the fact that there were other magic implements of the same nature as the legendary wind magic implements, and that there were others who wore magic implements as well as themselves, was just astonishing.

Will the magic fixture of Rifia, the arrow of the martial arts, also mean the magic fixture of the martial arts god Irbez, that is, the magic fixture of God? I also feel like meeting and talking to the person, but unless you actually use magic, you won't know anything just from the outside.

"Retribution"

As Ishur conceived, Marya suddenly said something she didn't understand.

You made fun of me for saying, "It's like“ So - "or something. So."

Marya's grin grew louder.

"Say that and don't make fun of the girl"

"Ah? Oh, I'm sorry"

Marya sounds like she's having fun, but I think she's out of line. Why now?

Is it the same thing that just surprised each other, upset us?

I was so surprised and upset about this one about Lifia's magic fixture that maybe she took care of herself and tried to distract me from this one.

"Let's get back to it. I mean, you have that royal magic apparatus, and since Uncle Borderline's daughter will be in the line, you won't have the same strength as the last crusader."

"Yes."

Marya nods.

"Me and Ishul are separate teams, but don't tell Uncle Borderline or Lfia."

"Huh?"

"Sir Behm may not yet know that Ishl is in Frontera right now. At least I don't think we know for sure that Ishur will participate in the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade"

"Right..."

Ishur did his right hand to his jaw and thought about it.

Borderline uncle is Borderline uncle, and since one of Ellistar's cases, he must have been bloody looking for himself with the magic of the wind. Naturally. As much as I sent a letter like that to the Baron, he wanted the magic of the wind.

It's just that maybe that's not the only reason Uncle Borderline is looking for me in blood.

It is presumed and known to many that Borderline Uncle gave instructions to Brigal to explore the Magic Fixtures of the Wind. When Seville met with the Sevilles, who had fled Ellistar near Rajid, and first heard of the village's vicious news, Seville already knew that Uncle Borderline had given Brigal that instruction. The responsibility for the destruction of the village of Bersch rests also with the Borderline uncle. As soon as he learns what's in that letter, he threatens to be avenged like Brigal himself, and he may be on his guard.

In some cases, they may turn on the assassin.

Was Gorn and the others?

No, even if Borderline Uncle could have found out about Ellistar at that time, he had to have known earlier, earlier, to arrange an assassin, so that's a story that can't be anything.

Ishur turned his gaze to Marya.

I have to ask all the time.

"Did you have any contact with a secret agent or anything about me at the Borderline House?

Marya's eyes swam.

Hmm. It's a hard thing to answer verbally, so did you let me deliberately act?

But there's no doubt about it. Even here in Frontera, in the kingdom, I don't know if it was for solicitation or assassination, but they were trying to reach themselves and were eliminated by the royal family. Perhaps the Borderline House is not the only force that has done the same.

Since the raid on Gorn and others, this was something I predicted and was wary of, but if I also entered King's territory, the royal side, which beats my strength in self-rule, would do well to ensure the safety of my surroundings. That's exactly what I was reading.

As if measured, there were Marya and Petra in the main shop of the Frontera Chamber of Commerce. I'm pretty sure I had surveillance on me, which means that at the same time, people who approached me were watching me.

At least for the royal family when it comes to the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade, I myself am the most important comma that dictates the right or wrong of the crusade, so to speak. The royal family was struggling with something I didn't know.

If I succeed in the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade in the form of serving or being hired by the Borderline Uncle family, the kung fu will belong to the Borderline Uncle family. The royal family will not be able to tolerate that.

We just have to do something about it ourselves after the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade. At the time of the destruction of the Baron's house in Ellistar and the flashy destruction of the castle, I had of course predicted that this would happen, but I would have to think of some measures.

Once again from the depths of my heart, that depressing feeling that I felt after breaking up with Gorn and the others boils down with a twitch of loneliness.

"Ishl......"

Do you know what I'm thinking, how I feel, I've been calling out with a worried, indescribable look on Marya's face. But it doesn't last.

"I don't have a choice. It's each other who's in trouble."

What did you try to fix? I kind of said something I don't know.

Forced to hold back the backwards feeling that springs to my heart, I tighten it up again.

Remember when you found out you had destroyed your hometown, the pain of losing your family. Isn't it nothing compared to that?

There's something I need to ask you, something I need to check. Don't forget that.

"Marya, what happens when we actually fight the Red Emperor Dragon, even if it's okay to keep it a secret that we act separately from the Crusaders? If we're gonna keep it a secret, we're not gonna fight together, are we? Hit me first against the Red Emperor Dragon, and then the main unit attacks? Or will the main unit attack first and I will come out later and stab the stop?"

Marya said again back to her usual faceless expression.

"I probably can't win just the Borderline Bersers this time either. Refia is strong, and she's smart, so maybe she's thinking of some kind of operation, but whether she's there, or a court magician, the results are the same."

That is certainly the second battle. It would be natural to set up some new operation to avoid treading on the previous one...

Regardless of the yet unseen person named Rifia, the faces of the demon leaders who fought yesterday came to mind.

After this, too, they await a harsh fate.

The rare words of her emotions follow.

"It's the last time Ishur fights. Before that, they are ready to be wiped out, and I ask them to sharpen the power of the Red Emperor Dragon because it's okay at all."

I felt like I could somehow see the one behind Marya.

"Whose idea is that? Grand Duke? No way, Petra."

I can't tell you that.

"What do you mean you're going to the Hunter Guild in Fugo? You hire the bounty hunters as mercenaries?

"Yeah. Meet one of the people dispatched by the court locally. Some of them are already infiltrated as bounty hunters. They take command of the mercenary unit. I'll get in touch with them and ask the local guild chief for it."

Ask the guild chief, that would mean recruiting mercenaries.

"I see. But this is the second time, and last time it was wiped out, just as it would be known locally. Maybe one doesn't get together much."

Mercenary units, which will probably be small, will they be used for pre-attack restraint of the main unit as a token? Or where the task of pre-scouting the Red Emperor Dragon is reasonable? In any case, a tragic fate will await their whereabouts.

"Maybe."

Marya nodded without giving her any expression.

Her roles are twofold. Negotiations with my guide and the guild. Those dispatched by the court will be the kind of people who do the work behind them. I wonder if he's not in a very high status, if he can't negotiate with the guild chief, officially in the royal name of the request.

"One more thing. After the Red Emperor dragon crusade, if I survive, my promise to the royal family, my contract, is over. I'll let you free me after that."

Focus on your gaze at Marya.

Pre-separate me from the Crusader Squad and keep it a secret from Uncle Borderline. If we succeed in the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade, the royal family will hustle and tell us that the Red Emperor Dragon was destroyed by the "main team” by their powerful magicians. Perhaps even more flashly, even though I don't have myself in my hands, I have destroyed the Red Emperor Dragon by the heirs of such a "sword of kingdom".

They have not even put any teeth on their teeth at all, such as the total annihilation of the Border Boy Son and the Border Boy Army, including the courtroom demon mentor who sent them. According to Marya's story, the Border Army will be crushed by the Red Emperor Dragon before me.

And not only is he using me to minimize his own losses to carry out the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade, but he is also trying to take two birds with one stone of the decline of the Border Uncle family by crushing the Border Uncle Army.

We've been talking about trying to find the sincerity of the one above Marya, but other information, elements, kept spilling out and out of touch with the real deal. That's fine because I could have known a lot about this Red Emperor Dragon crusade, but I'd still like to hear from Marya herself if I could, indirectly, whether the Royal Family would acquiesce if I were to avenge Uncle Borderline after the Red Emperor Dragon crusade. If it is further possible, I want to keep the saying that whoever is above her, perhaps the royal or the high of the court, they will acquiesce.

Given the thoughts of the royal family and the court, I also feel that it would be good to decide that after the crusade of the Red Emperor Dragon, killing Uncle Borderline would not have a significant impact on the reconstruction of the village of Bersch.

We'll just have to step in here later.

"It's about the reconstruction of the village of Bersch, but thank you for the rest."

Marya nodded, yeah.

"That's okay because I and Petra are working a lot"

Keep looking into Marya's eyes.

"Not even a few days after Baron Brigal launched the Bersch village raid."

I accidentally swallowed my spit.

I don't know, I'm trying to step in myself.

"In Ellistar's Merchant Guild, it was known that Borderline uncle had given instructions to the Baron to search for the magic equipment of the wind"

All of a sudden, you wondered what you were going to tell me, and for a moment, Marya's eyes felt wide open and swayed.

"I happen to have a chance to find out the contents of the letter that Uncle Borderline sent to the Baron."

The look on Marya's face turns into something that looks painful.

"It said something quite intense."

I can tell for myself. It's the crooked grin on your mouth.

The first time I heard a vicious report from Seville.

In a village where no one is anymore.

Melilla in a maid of honor, in an underground prison.

Her last face.

It brings back painful, hard memories on its own.

Isn't that enough?

He took me off the main team and kept me away from Uncle Borderline.

If you don't defeat the Red Emperor Dragon, I won't feed you.

Am I just in a position to have my head bowed and thankful and over that feed?

In the end, I just have to be a little faster and a little stronger myself.

If he kills Uncle Borderline and the royal family stops rebuilding the village, he does a terrible job on the surviving villagers and officials.

Like the Red Emperor Dragon, it just punches the King's Capital, not Kushim or anything else.

I say to those behind her.

"Marya, I'll say it again. After the Red Emperor dragon crusade, let me do what I want."

You said something similar when the Gorns attacked you. Will you cut the same tongue again?

Nothing to blackmail, I don't mind taking the form of. Not this time.

The other girl in front of her, right behind her.

I have to tell you.

For the one person I want to protect. For what is in my heart.

"Tell the royal family not to do anything I do. If you make a promise to me, rebuild the village,"

Perhaps in fear, the blood soothes from Marya's face.

"I will be the second Red Emperor Dragon. I'll take half of the royal castle."

Kachi, the sound of cutting-edge dishes and silverware.

The waiter brought the food.

I feel like it's been a long time. It's a decent store, so it may take some things a while from ordering to being able to do it. I don't really have that habit in common people's lives, but I might as well have booked it in advance.

A white dish held by the servant crossed Marya's face with a hardened expression.

The main dishes are stewed meat, accompanied by small plates, fruit and bread. Sometimes there are other soups on if the main product is not juice. Beverages are served twice before and after meals. I can drink even at noon if I order it specially.

Ishur glanced out the window when he finished eating the dish served. Green and a few red leaves, bright as eyelids outside. From somewhere you can hear a hundred tongues or a sparrow, a chi, a chi, a chi, a chi and a little bird chirping.

I couldn't afford to enjoy the view out the window because I had been so focused on my conversation with Marya.

I turned my gaze back indoors and saw Marya's face.

I feel dim inside when I look back from the outside. Marya was looking out too.

Did she say something a little harsh, even though she herself is not responsible, a royal one?

No, but she's Petra's milk sister and court magician. The court magician is no lighter. She is in a position to speak directly to the royal family.

It's very important if you ask me, because there have been precedents in the past, something that everyone has so far overlooked and not taken seriously.

Marya kept her gaze pointed at the garden and mouthed it like a solitary.

"I wonder why the Red Emperor Dragon came out to Kusim. I wonder why you're in the same place all the time?

"You're harassing me, against humans. Hunters, villagers living in the back of the mountain, even children of the Fire Dragon."

Marya glanced back out the window and turned to this one.

"The Red Emperor Dragon has lived for thousands of years and is wiser than one."

It has been said for a long time that dragons who have lived for a long time become human intelligence.

"... it's not just harassment or anything, I'm sure. There's a reason."

She did her gaze at the window again and whined in a small voice.

When I leave the store, I head to the long-awaited magic store.

Marya, who was afraid of Ishur's face or solidified for a little while because of her own nervousness, eventually made her snort with a lonely smile, but clearly, at Ishur's threatening, darkening remarks about the murder of Borderline Uncle.

"You don't have a choice."

The royal family has long predicted the plot to avenge Ishur's borderline uncle. That was the moment when I admitted his revenge, albeit informally.

"I'll walk a little."

Following Marya, the magician was in an unexpected place.

First crossing north of the Baenels River, you will even walk west on the riverbank path towards the westernmost hill, in a gentle hilly area extending east-west to the north bank of the city.

The road was constant between people, and the two, that is, Marya, with a large cane and dressed as a typical wizard, remained exposed all the time to the rare gaze of people coming and going.

"You're a popular guy. Marya."

When Ishur spoke in the teasing half, Marya said with a pointed mouth.

'Cause I'm used to it.

"I'm sorry, Marya. You could have arranged a carriage."

Marya blushed her cheeks slightly and pressed silently as Ishur approached her face and apologized.

Ask the head office and they would have arranged a fine, roofed carriage. The gold coin collapsed with the payment from the store earlier, and the remaining gold coin became one. But if it's half a day to rent a carriage like that, it won't be enough.

As the westernmost hill of the city approached, the neighborhood became a secluded residential neighborhood, with fewer people crossing paths.

There was a small ancient castle on the hill of purpose. Only one tall tower stands flat. I thought it was already an abandoned castle, and on that tower I could see the flag with the Grand Duke's crest hanging on it.

On the hill stand the old houses as well, as they sew between the old walls. They're all old but well-built houses with stone piles.

Mary climbs the narrow road between the houses to the right and to the left, without hesitation. The various walls of the interwoven walls of houses and walls multifolded around them, large and complex, and felt like one strange object.

A few trees grew on the hill, and a number of small empty spaces covered with sesame grass, by the way, hid in hiding between the fallen old walls of pile stones. I can hear a few children playing from somewhere.

At the end of the square where the Ishurs stand, behind, you can see the stone tower with the Grand Duke flag. Only around it were the walls less damaged, and now they seem to be in use.

"There used to be a main castle here."

Marya looked west and said.

A string of walls gets in the way, and those in the heart of the city at heart and Grand Duke Castle can't see it from here. Those on the outskirts of the city to the west, where Marya was turning her face, could see far away.

Sparse houses, fields, and miscellaneous woods stretched far and wide to the horizon.

The beauty of this view. I do understand well why you still leave a part of the castle for lookout. Along with the development of the city and the extension of the kingdom's territory, the castle would also have needed something bigger, moving towards the flatlands, I guess.

"Is there a magic store here?

When Ishur said with a view, she looked back and said, as she turned her heel back and moved on.

"Yes. Follow me."

As he walked behind Mary, passing between the walls, and coming to the middle of the hill, Ishur put up his feet.

Something is uncomfortable.

The children's playing voices are still being heard, but their position suddenly stopped grasping.

A slight intoxication that makes my chest painful. The temperature seems to have dropped slightly.

I don't really feel horrible or disastrous, but it's a feeling I've felt somewhere before.

Ishur strolled his head over and over and looked around.

A high sky with thin clouds by the way.

Not here.

Deep forest trees, like covering them.

Ishur suddenly remembered.

It's a forest of witches.

A house of witches, covered in trees, like in fairy tales. That day Lene almost killed me.

This place looks a little like that forest.