Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

"Ishl?"

Marya is calling.

Ishur was just stunned and stood on the spot.

Actually, I think it was only for a few moments. But it felt like a long time had passed for me to remain on the spot.

Forest stirring. Father and Paulo's big back. Fire powder dancing around. Burning Witch's House......

In the middle of the night alone, he made a whirlpool of wind with his palms.

That's a very long time.

It's like years from when I stood in front of that forest witch's house to this moment now.

If Marya hadn't called, what would have happened?

Marya is back.

A meaningful smile floated in her face.

she said.

"That's sharp, Ishur. Have you noticed the" lost line ”yet?

As we both walked down a narrow road sandwiched by a decaying castle wall, the wall on the left eventually broke off and a slightly wider open space appeared on the left hand side than before.

There, in the middle, was a large building with a square stone pile. There are no windows. The top of the building was a cornered, uneven wall, an arrow narrow that led from the walls. It's connected to the back wall, but not high enough to call it the castle tower. Is it like a curved ring in the upper koku area? The walls of the enclosure, by the way, are covered with dark green bamboo.

The front of the building, in the middle, had a small entrance open. There are no doors. It's dark inside.

Mary walked towards the entrance.

"Lost junctions can only be advanced to the back by one acknowledged by the conjunctural operator"

While walking, Marya's description continues.

After that, I was like, "Lost junction?," Marya began her pale explanation without being particularly surprised and without laughing at Ishur's ignorance, against Ishur, who had inadvertently questioned him. Around the magic shop, the "lost line” is constantly stretched out by the store owner.

"So you better not leave me."

I see.

The unusual feeling earlier may have been the cause, rather than the fact that I left Marya because I had the magic fixture of the wind and was able to sense magic.

"Is it so that the operator can tell who entered the kingdom?

"Yes."

Marya nods loudly, feeling like, um...

"I wonder how you can tell?

"Eh. I don't know because I don't have it."

……

Oh, yeah. You snorted proudly.

I forgive the snort, but it's cute.

It's similar to what I feel about the movement of the wind, the flow of air, probably.

It wasn't originally in the realm of science. It is not something that can be explained logically.

I came all the way to the entrance to the building, but Marya walks in for nothing. It's dark in there, and my footprint feels unstoppable.

Ishur stopped in front of the entrance and hesitated for a moment to go inside, but he couldn't possibly leave Marya, and sighed one and followed her inside.

With the movement of the air, I can somehow tell the breadth and circumstances inside, but I can't clearly perceive one thing right now: whether it's the effect of a lost junction.

It was dark indoors, of course, but there was an exit in the front back, closer than I thought. The view outside shines brightly.

After a while, I could clearly see what lay ahead. I see some kind of building door in the front.

Follow Marya through a dark space and out.

Surrounded by walls, the ground is covered with a side of sesame grass.

On the front stood a stone pile similar to the walls of the castle, the teasing of the oxen, that was the house of the bungalow that was likely to appear in the fairy tale, the red ocean tiles. One cross-shaped wooden frame window with glass on each side of the door.

A misplaced house in an ancient castle.

It revives as much visibility as it did earlier. It looks just like a witch's house. To Lene's house.

Just like here, Lene had a "lost line” in the surrounding woods.

Ishur noticed, as he did now.

Marya, standing in front of the door, looks back.

"This is the magic shop."

"Oh."

Impossible to make a smile.

"Don't get excited"

Marya nodded loudly and twice, good at not noticing Ishl's strong smile or daring to pretend not to notice, yeah, and she opened the door roughly.

Ki, the sound of the door clattering, it's dimmer inside than I thought.

The first thing that popped into my eyes was like a bunch of fans with cloths suspended from the ceiling, capes and chains, ropes and large bird wings tied together. Do you even use it for sacrifices, like an instrument that combines unfamiliar wooden tubes. Besides, is it Belmura's? A number of exotic faces.

Surely it would be dark indoors if so many things were hung.

I heard a voice from the back as I went inside following Marya.

"There you are, lady"

It's the old woman's voice.

Marya goes silently to the back. The center of the room is a table stacked with various cloths and clothes, a wooden exhibition deck? Something like a crate is placed close to each other. The walls are lined with tiny candlesticks and glassware, silver candlesticks and fragrance-like, and small portraits of sarcastic characters.

I can see how much I want to get in my hands. You shouldn't touch it inadvertently. If you touch it with your hands, you will generally be able to determine if it is a magic tool.

From what I've seen, it feels like a slightly unusual old tool shop, but there is definitely an atmosphere of suspicion that the place is just the place. I just don't feel any magic or any sign of danger.

Moving on after Mary to the back of the store, an old woman appeared who had just called out from the shadow of a hanging clutter.

The old woman sat in front of a crude little table so that she could be buried in a somewhat larger chair with an elbow hanging.

"Today, Grandma"

An old woman turns her face here to say hello to Marya.

Thin lips on hook nose, lean cheeks. Double blue eyes don't focus on this one. Maybe I have bad eyes.

"Oh, you've come a lot. Yesterday there was a young lady."

"Yes, it's called Ishr."

"Nice to meet you, Grandma."

Speak up for now.

"I heard Lene died when, but I didn't expect to see the owner of that magic fixture this way"

Did Marya also tell you about it? More like a mouthful that I know Lene personally.

"Does Grandma know Lene?"

"No, no. I'm a hundred years younger than Lene."

The old woman waved and said.

"When I was younger, I stayed west. I've never met him in person. There were a lot of rumors about Lene coming to me back then."

That's too bad. Was this grandmother also a wizard when she was young?

A hundred years younger than Lene would be quite old. I guess this old lady's got a stray line, too, and she's doing business dealing with magic equipment in the first place. There's no way I'm just an old man.

Ishur dared to look closely into the store and told the old woman.

"I couldn't imagine there was such a thing as a magic store. So, what kind of magic equipment do you have?

Different kinds of sales that can overflow in the store. But that's probably not that much, even if you can't say it's harassing. I didn't touch or hold it directly by hand, so it's only half-assed, vague, but from what's in the store. This is magic equipment! There is no such thing as to receive a feeling of certainty.

"Well, you're still young."

There's a grin on the old woman's face. Marya was also rare and nibbly beside her.

After all, what's around us is busy and eye-catching.

The old woman sat down, twisting herself, reaching out to the back and putting out a plank-shaped one covered with a bright red satin cloth.

There are four rings on the cloth, listed.

Two stones on a silver ring. The other two are finely sculpted with gold rings and a simple ring in semi-shiny dark green made of emerald-like stone.

The old woman said she would put it on the table in front of her.

"That's about all we have now. Big guy hasn't been out in a while."

Big guy......

Ishur has learned from his previous experience that things like the type and rank of magic equipment are roughly the same.

Magic fixtures can be divided into two main types first. One is magic equipment held by middle-aged aristocrats and clerics, old patterned earthlings, wealthy merchants, and the second is magic equipment held by court magicians and wizards such as Marya.

One piece of magic equipment is often a ring, pendant, or stone, gem, etc., which is either passive, a type that erases or obscures one's appearance or signs, helps to protect one's owner, or is a single, specialized type that accelerates one's movement. Unsystematic, no need for spell chanting.

One could say that something like the magic formation of the tattoo that Tuaf was wearing belongs to a single piece of magic equipment.

The second magic appliance is a wand, a large ball, or an arsenal. It belongs to the five active, wind, fire, water, ground and gold systems, and is the type that can activate more than one type of magic by spell. I need specialized knowledge of magic to use it.

I also belong to the second one of my wind magic fixtures, but I might say that they are special beings with different dimensions. It has no form as a magic fixture routine and is integrated with the body and mind of the owner. And it can also be said that the magic fixture that integrates with the owner, the magic fixture held by the eldest daughter of the borderline uncle, who is offline but activates a number of magic, which seems to be quite powerful, the "arrow of the martial arts", is also special and exceptional. Yesterday's story about Marya was that she lacked the strength to fight the Red Emperor Dragon, so she may be slightly inferior in terms of ability compared to the magic equipment of the wind.

I'm guessing the old woman's reference to the big man, is to the magic appliance belonging to the second kind.

And four rings placed on the table. These rings belong to a single type of magic device.

"I wonder what magical power each of these rings will have"

Ishur said as he gave in and looked jealously at the ring. Never do anything to get your hands off yourself and touch it.

"The blue stone ring on the far left is the ring of protection, the second light water stone ring is the ring of life......"

That's where an old woman can breathe.

Ishur just asked the question.

"A guardian ring, what? What kind of magic equipment is that?

Old woman and Marya, there's some weird air between them.

Don't you even know that, is that what you two think?

This lack of knowledge about the magic of the world, that's something I didn't particularly want Marya to know, but this place would be more important to know what magic equipment the four rings being put out in front of me right now are than to deceive it. I have no choice.

"I'm biased in my knowledge of magic. There's so much I don't know. Grandma, I'm sorry, can you tell me?

"... right. You must have been a lot busy, Lene died in the fire, didn't you? It wasn't long before you gave in the magic of the wind."

That's what the old woman said and looked sorry for her.

Where and how the story was communicated. She is sympathetic in the assumption that I am Lene's disciple and that Lene's death did not teach her enough. Shortly after Lene's death, it is true that it went on fire......

Seeing Marya right on the side.

I don't come in line of sight. The expression doesn't change either. In the first place, Marya, the royal family knows exactly how far back then it was. What Verse knew is also passed on to Borderline Uncle. He added the story for his convenience, tampered with it and wrote to Borderline Uncle. It was Verse I made up from Lene that she inherited the magic of the wind before she died. It is likely that the royal family, or court magicians, also grasp the contents of the letter.

And like this old woman, it is likely that the same content is conveyed to those in a position to interact with a large number of wizards.

There is something suspicious about this store itself in the first place. Where this store is located, is the owner of this land still a Grand Duke, no royalty?

"You don't have to worry about anything. It was years ago. I have no choice."

Make me smile. But I erased my emotions, and it felt rather horrible.

I don't deny the old woman's story, and that's why I don't clearly affirm it, with a bewildering look on the part of those who see it.

"Ishur was only a child, but Lehne hastened to inherit the magic of the wind, thinking she wasn't here long ago."

Marya came with her mouth. That's different, too, in a clear and quick tone.

"It was then that Rene burned to death, wasn't it? What happened when you inherited the magic appliance?

This guy...... You don't mind if I call, do you?

Have you become impatient listening to me and my old lady interact?

What Marya said fits with Verse's story.

The problem is that her question is too overt. It's called a story, it doesn't sound like Marya.

Same as yesterday? Are you stuck with the one behind you?

No, maybe not. Her master in Wang Du? Seniors or bosses? It could be the intention of the court magicians on her.

This could be interesting......

Marya's question is totally suicide bombing.

They also have doubts about the credibility of Verse's story.

Ishur stole a little look at Marya's face on the side, hands on her chin, and disguised herself as a thinking wind about how to answer her questions, what to talk about. There is no change in the look on the old woman's face in front of her.

I think the royal family, some court demon leaders, have sufficient knowledge to test the credibility of Verse's story, but they didn't. I was wary of them until now, knowing that I could take away the magic of the wind by killing myself.

I heard yesterday that they also naturally know, especially the royal ones, how to inherit the magic of their Uncle Borderline son, who lived in the same magic apparatus in his body as he did yesterday.

Talk about the magic of the wind and the making of the verse, the arrows of the martial arts.

Perhaps there are some differences between Verse's story and the inheritance of Wushu's arrows that cannot be ignored.

That it was a fire? Or, Verse did say that Lene shaped his sword and gave it to me. Will it be there?

I am not sure that the story of the creation of Verse, which does not coincide with the way the martial arts arrows are inherited, and whether the story of their creation is accurate, they royal and court demon leaders.

The royal family, the court magicians, are caught in a suspicious ghost.

Isn't Marya's overly forceful question created by that impatience?

Of course, that may have come out of her personal strength of exploration.

Even the royal court magicians will have a lot to keep secret from each other about magic. I don't share knowledge and information on everything, so it's dangerous to bring them to a conclusion from one person... Why don't you put some tears on Marya later?

"How was it? I was just a kid, and I couldn't remember much because I was so nervous."

Ishur said, taking down the hand that was on his jaw.

Shivering all over Marya.

"... that's what we talked about. Grandma, explain the guard ring."

I glanced at Marya's face for a moment, but with a killer in mind.

Unfortunately, as for this one, I'm not even willing to tell you the facts about what happened when Lene died. I want them, the pivotal people of the kingdom, to always take care of the information that they mix up with the truth, and to continue to worry and get lost. It's about my life. You can't let them know the truth about that time. You can't be known that if you kill me, you might get the magic of the wind, etc.

"Oh, yeah, I did."

The old woman smiled with a pulling bitterness when she noticed the killing intent directed at Ishur's Marya. And I said, pointing to the blue stone ring on the far right from Ishur.

"This defensive ring loosens that degree when someone attacks you or injures you. It works more or less when you're hit by magic."

But the old woman's gaze doesn't look like she's capturing the ring. I see a ring for some reason, and they're here.

"This ring works just by keeping it on your finger"

"I see..."

I mean, whether it's when you fight one or a warcraft, or when you get injured in your normal life, if you wear this ring, the physical you received then? that will alleviate the damage, probably.

"I wonder how much easing it will be"

"Well, the more so. All the rings in this hand work there, in things like that."

What about that? The results naturally vary greatly depending on whether it reaches the heart as it is or soothes in front of it, for example, when it takes a blow that reaches the heart. Perhaps it is just as amulet as the name suggests, but it is a magic tool that works greatly in situations that divide life and death.

Like the games of previous life and the performance of actual weapons and weapons, everything is quantified, and it would be easy to understand if we could see it, look it up.

"The Ring of Life is something that protects my life when I'm dying of something, not once. If you run out of that one time, the stones will shatter and scatter."

Probably the same ring my mother used to wear.

Cold things flow through your chest.

Mother, Lucell......

"Hmm, what's wrong?

The old woman turns an unfocused eye to Ishur, who has made her stiff by accident.

Marya also stares a little reluctantly at Ishul's face as to whether the stare of an earlier one is working.

"No..., nothing"

Ishur put his hand on his face, trying to hide his mouth and holding it tight around his chin from his cheek.

"There's something a little difficult about this ring of life. Somehow, if you suffer a major injury that will definitely kill you in an instant, it won't work."

The old woman has turned her face toward the end ring toward Ishur again.

"Oh, I see"

Ishur makes me snort.

"I know more or less. It may not work when you die instantly. Like getting hit in the heart with a single shot, or getting his neck snapped."

"Oh yeah. Exactly. Immediate death."

The old woman opened her eyes and nodded loudly, even doing what she was impressed with.

The next fine sculpted gold ring was the same ring that could erase its appearance and signs, the tattoo of Tsaf or perhaps what Drate had.

"I just have a problem with this ring. If you don't try to hide me, you can't make it work. I solve it when I try to act in conflict. In short, you can't wave a sword or shoot magic while you're hiding."

I see. I mean, if you make any active moves, the magic is forced to cancel.

Basically, I know it's a magic tool for intelligence, but it's also effective when ambushing or fleeing, and it's not like there's no use for anything other than those involved in intelligence.

... I just don't know, well done story, I can't say.

"I see. That's a good story. I'm almost invincible if I can do anything with my figure gone."

I heard about Gorn before, he managed to be the Grand Duke of Braca, or in a way similar to the magic appliance he had. There is no magic that can be undefeated and invincible. Powerful magic equipment also has some drawbacks, no pitfalls.

Speaking of absolute defeat, I guess the closest thing to it is God's magic equipment.

"Ho. Right. No magic equipment. Yeah. And the last ring."

And, the green simple shaped ring described by the old woman was called the Early Look Ring, which makes what moves around you look and feel slow, that is, the magic fixture of acceleration that acts only on perception.

But that's all this ring is capable of. You say “Magic Gear of the Malaise Wind," like the magic of acceleration, it doesn't mean you can move faster yourself.

"… but still treasure those who bear spear swords."

That would be so. This ring seems to be the most useful for me right now. If you can perceive the movement of your opponent faster, it can be tremendous advantages for those who sift the spear sword. It is the same for those who do magic.

Wonderful, isn't it?

Ishur took his eyes off the green ring and turned to the old woman and said.

"What is the value of this early-seeing ring? How much do you want?

The air in the field changed.

Marya and the old woman face to face.

"Hmm?"

Bad. Did I say anything weird again?

I have said with a gentle smile that Marya has recovered from fright.

"Well, I know you sometimes pay to buy"

"Ho, ho, ho."

The old woman speaks up and laughs.

"Because they call me a magician from all around. Sure you are."

An old woman spreads her hands open,

"If you can bring me a bunch of gold and silver treasures in a bundle this size, can I sell you one, two,"

I said.

……

Really? Is that what it is? I feel like I know somehow.

"These magic tools don't have any value."

said the old woman.

"Something to trade for some other magic equipment, something very rare, yeah. For example, if you bring me the scales and fangs of the Red Emperor Dragon, I can swap these four rings together."

Marya and the shopkeeper's old lady, and herself.

A little white air.

The air flowing through the field is relaxed.

No, is that just me? I just didn't think that the gold in hand now, the amount less than two pieces of gold coins even if combined with change, was a substitute that I could buy in......

A fig that's decorated in front of the store? Regardless of the likeness of, real magic equipment is not such a thing as to have a decent value.

If it's a "big man" piece of magic, it's worth the same as a castle.

I glance at Mary's wand. Is that how much her magic equipment is worth?

It seems so easy to take the wand away from her, but I'm sure there's some trick. If you don't cast a particular spell first, or something like a password, it doesn't work as a magic tool, apart from the body of the magic tool, and the wand in your hand is just responsible for the output of magic power?

"So, you're the jade ring, the early-seeing ring, but this is what you like to call it."

An old woman narrowed her eyes and made a grin and spoke to Ishl to fix the place.

"Right. Apart from that, I wish I had one."

Actually, I really wanted to get something early.

"It's some kind of"

"I wonder if it's like a poisonous ring"

One of the scariest things for me is being poisoned.

"Oh, that's a lot of stuff out there. Then I don't have a hand right now."

The old woman nodded, yeah, and replied.

I look behind her back. Behind her seat, a dark red tea cloth with folds hangs from the top and is tied to a column along the way. There are curtains that divide the room, but it's dark in the back and I can't see anything. I know there's a room behind it, some kind of space, but I don't know if it's the effect of a lost junction, the size, what form it's in, or what it's got.

Ishur stopped, trying willingly to stretch his sense of magic ahead, trying to find what was behind the old woman.

You're naughty. It feels very dangerous.

Darkness with a glimpse behind the curtain. I'll know anything from there, don't try to find out. There were signs of people complaining that there was something in the world that they didn't need to know or know.

"Well, I can't help it"

Ishur told the old woman to look back.

"Grandma, I learned a lot today. Thanks."

When Ishur said so, the old woman had pulled her neck down to the side.

"No, no, wait"

The old woman has taken up the jade ring, the early-seeing ring, and offered it before Ishl.

"I'll give you this today instead of greeting you."

Huh?

"You're special. There's no one else like you. Bring it to me one day when you get something unusual. So I just need you to think of this as an advance then."

Ishur receives the early-seeing ring.

A kind of sales? Initial investment? Well, I guess that means I want to make a connection.

"Thank you, grandma. Don't hesitate."

Ishur received the ring and put it on his middle finger on his left hand.

Dark green jade rings. But whether you touch them or put them on your fingers, you can't feel anything in particular.

"How do I use this?

"Hmm, it's hard to explain."

The old woman continued her words with her hands on her chin.

"When something moves very quickly, something dangerous moving toward you, within a distance of your height, the flow of nature and time slows down so that you can almost stop and see everything you see and feel. My movement slows down as well. Of course, the movement in my mind, the speed at which I think about things, doesn't change. I don't need a spell or anything."

"I see..."

You mean passive magic equipment that is always activated just by wearing it?

"It doesn't make sense to think that you're going to be late, or slow, or cast a spell."

"Dear Left."

"How do you see the movements of those who use the magic of the wind of malaria?

The old woman laughed lightly.

"I don't know, but maybe I can see it differently depending on how strong the magic is."

Marya and I, an old woman called out when we left the store.

"Yes, my twin sister has a similar store in Estofol. If you need anything good, you can bring it in. Yeah."

Estofol is the capital of the Holy Kingdom of Orst.

Ishur nodded, glancing at the darkness behind the old woman.

"I'm talking about poison."

Marya called out as she left the store and walked the opposite direction as she came.

"What?"

"Ishur can summon spirits, can't he?

"Oh."

Marya, who was walking beside Ishur, stopped and looked up at Ishur.

"You can ask the Spirit. The water spirits are really the best, though. The Spirit of the Wind is pretty good, too."

"Does the Spirit teach you?

"Yes, if there is a Spirit under contract, that Spirit will teach you whenever it is in danger"

"Hmm..."

Ishur doesn't have a covenant spirit.

"Hmm? Oh......"

You know that?

"That's what Marya said, you know?

Even if you have a contract with a certain Spirit, a third party won't know unless you recall it.

"Somehow in Ishur's case"

"Why?"

"If you were Ishur, you could make a deal with the Great Spirit."

It feels like Marya's eyes are getting bigger.

"A covenant spirits don't have to bother to recall, they can communicate about their will"

So, for example, if food poisons you or you're about to be attacked while you sleep, the Spirit tells you most of the time.

How convenient.

"If I were the Great Spirit, I think there are times when a wizard would understand, even if I just interact a little in my heart with a contractor. Because the signs would be amazing. Because I didn't feel any sign of that from Ishur."

So you think I haven't signed with the Spirit yet?

But what about the possibility that others will know that you are under contract with an amazing spirit?

It would definitely be intimidating though.

"If you were a spirit of the wind, you'd be good at checking out poisons"

Why, if it's the Spirit of the Wind, are you good at poison sight?

Ishur thought, staring vaguely at Marya's face.

Right. Think about it, there's nothing I'm not convinced of.

Make it most of the food, make it a drink, naturally it comes into contact with the air around it, and in some cases it evaporates, so that some of its ingredients are mixed into the air. I don't know if the Spirit has any knowledge of poisons, but it would be easy to detect foreign bodies, traces of malice of some kind, something like that, with a sense of acuteness or inquisitiveness not found in one person, from a place mixed in or in contact with that air.

The Spirit is a strange being that intervenes, comes into contact with and intervenes in the nature of God's world and the real world.

To Ishl last night, Karin, a blonde demon mentor who has hit a fairly strong looking windy spirit. The sight comes to my attention then.

If you can make a pact with the Great Spirit, you will not only be able to protect yourself in your normal life, but also gain overwhelming combat power when you have to fight with something.

I'd love to call the Great Spirit and sign a pact before I fight the Red Emperor Dragon... but even if I can call the Spirit, I'm not sure I'll call an awesome Spirit named "Great". I think the contract itself can be done by giving the "name" to the recalled spirit.

"Well, of which"

Marya already knows that her knowledge of this magic is weak. But I get a really vague response.

Marya slipped her gaze and walked forward.

"Maybe. Sure, we don't have to hurry."

That's how Marya's side shrugged.

Ishur turned around as he passed between the decaying walls and returned to the western edge of the hill, around where he felt the discomfort caused by the stray junction. I saw someone with a magic store.

For a moment, I felt like a picture of the front of the magic store floated in my brain.

A teasing stone house. Wooden doors in the center of the front, glass windows with cross wooden frames on both sides, and houses like those that appear in fairy tales. It was covered in black around it, eventually farther away, and at the end of the day it was smeared in black around it, disappearing into a vague little figure, like a little peek off the pinhole.

Why is the wind winding down my cheeks?

We're out of the junction.

"Ishl?"

Marya is standing a few steps away.

"No, it's nothing"

On second thought, it makes sense for a magician to tie the line. That store deals in things of immense value.

It is certainly not dangerous unless similar means are taken, such as stray junctions.

I guess Lene had the same ties to protect her fading self, to protect her peaceful hidden life. Usually only the villagers and those bordering the Bersch family were allowed to enter the contiguity.

"Marya."

Ishur spoke to Marya.

"What does that magic shop have to do with the royal family, the Grand Duke"

It's in this place, and it's very suspicious there at that point.

"It's not direct. Just the Wang Du's Guild of Magic Instructors."

That's where Marya leans her neck to the side and does the thinking wind.

"Contract or partnership? I am."

"Even the Demon Guild!?

Ishur shouts out unexpectedly.

Is there such a thing?

"Yeah. Union of court magicians. Only the court magician and his disciples can enter."

Marya smiled hard.

"Right."

"I think it's only in Wang Du and Estofol here"

"Is there a guild of magicians?

"Yes."

The old lady of the magic store said that her sister also works in the magic store, and that the store is in Estofol, but her sister's shop is sheltered by the guild of magicians of the Holy Kingdom?

"I wish Ishur could also be the court magician of the kingdom"

Marya turned her grin up and brought her face closer.

"It's a lot of convenience, isn't it?

If that happens, it will be conveniently used.

Besides, Not only do they want this power, but they also want to get the secret of the inheritance of the magic fixture of the wind.

So I remembered.

I wanted to tell Marya something. I thought I'd put some tears on him.

"Marya, I was just talking about how my wind magic fixture, God's magic fixture, was transferred from Lene."

I first uttered the word "magic equipment of God" toward others.

Let's talk properly from the front, we should.

"You serve the kingdom, so I guess you have a lot of work to do."

Marya broke her jaw a little. I'm just going to turn my eyes on this one.

"If you're Marya, you know a lot of contraindications like this is bad if you touch it. Right."

Marya does not reply. But it's the same. I keep watching this one.

"It involves the will of the god of the wind. Try to find out, it's gonna be tough."

To see her attitude, I wouldn't be able to sickle her or anything. Then I just have to be clear. I can't tell you enough of what you're saying, there's no lies or lies.

"I get it. I'll tell him."

Marya nodded.

I'll tell him, huh?

Is it her tenderness? He added a word and nodded at me.

Say something important.

No more children's playing voices on the hill.

The western sun hits me directly from the side and I feel comfortable warmth.

On his way down the hill with Marya, he was able to admire the town on the south side of Frontera.

The south side of the city is an area inhabited by nobles, temples and officials. You can see Grand Duke Castle to the east. A red roof and a bright gray stone palace are hidden around the complex overlapping of water moats, walls and curved rings, surrounded by the central trees.

The structure of the castle itself may approximate the Edo-era Heijo.

The two then went down the hill with few words, and Ishur met at noon, sending Mary to the castle gate of the bridge to the west.

In front of the dimmed castle gate, Ishur thanked Marya for today.

"Thanks for taking me to the magic store today"

Put the ring on her left middle finger.

"Yeah."

Marya nodded with her usual faceless expression,

"Two days later, come to the South Gate the day after tomorrow. Because I'm leaving for Fugo."

What do you care?

You can reach the South Gate by even walking to the south to pass on the walls. It should face the streets leading through Alva to the destination Fugo and Kusim.

"What's the time?

"One Moment at Dawn"

About two hours after dawn, it will be. On the continent, the day is divided into twelve hours at a time.

The length of the day probably remains the same in this world. Physically, though.

That sense of body, even so, may not be a criterion for judgment, because it was born and raised in a completely different world.

"Okay."

He then broke up briefly with regard to what was necessary for the journey, escorts and servants accompanying Marya, etc.

To say goodbye, Ishur turned to Marya and said.

"We're going to jump into a dead place together."

Marya gave a slightly startled look at first, but quickly and firmly, she has looked at Ishl.

"It could be my selfishness. But a royal court magician, I want us to trust each other, not with anything to do with it."

Staring into Marya's eyes.

"We're on each other's lives. It's very important. I don't care about the boring rush. I trust Marya. So did Marya."

"Yeah. Thanks, Ishl"

Marya is rare and has blocked these words.

And he nodded and laughed at me.

"Shit!

On his way back to his place of stay, the temporary residence of Seville and the others, Ishur suddenly shouted one loud voice.

On your right, the river surface of the Baenels River, reflecting the sunset, shakes quietly.

It's a magic book!

I forgot to ask Marya if there was a bookstore and where it was.