There are Ishurs in the square in front of the Hunter Guild.
Since then, it has been raining at night, but stopped in the morning, and now the weather has recovered from time to time in the midst of clouds, to the point where the sun shows its face. How many days has it been since I've seen the sun?
I can see that the humidity that has existed for a long time making it stick to my skin fades rapidly. In the square in front of the guild, there were puddles everywhere, glittering in the sun.
When I look up at the sky and see the sun with its face from among the clouds, what a reminder of Lifia.
Ishur closed his eyes to the light of the sun.
Hmm. Because he's the "sun”?
That's why you think the sun hasn't shown its face to this land in days?
Ishur lowered his face and, on the south side of the square, across the mountain hem, looked at the crowd of tents of the peripheral Bermuda, dotted in the street path to Kusim.
Large military tents in polygonal white, grey and khaki colors are set up with dozens to avoid scattered houses and trees, and many crates and barrels are piled around them, covered with moving soldiers and military horses and luggage vehicles.
"You were an amazing beauty, Rifia yesterday. You saw Ishr too, didn't you?
Marya came right next to Ishur. Her eyes are directed at a herd of tents under her eyes, a single large white tent at its center.
At the top of the tent was a large red and black painted flag hanging from the Borderline House. There must be a rifia over there.
Let me know what you talked to him about yesterday.
Ishur ignored Marya's inquiry and, conversely, conveyed his demands.
At yesterday's meeting between Marya and Rifia and Boris Dogoulas and other court magicians, what went into it due to mere contact matters regarding the Red Emperor's Dragon Crusade should have been discussed. In other words, a military council was opened.
"Mr. Ishur, you can't."
Now next to Ishur, on the other side of Mary, Nina came and said:
What the hell is wrong with you?
Although it is true that her beauty was unbeatable by Erlina.
"Yes, yes."
Marya depresses the gavel.
……
Knowing the disadvantage of the war situation, Ishur asks them questions about what he had been concerned about earlier, which means he decides to get out of the way.
The Red Emperor Dragon Crusader tent points to a certain point lined up and asks them.
"That's an iron spear that's loaded over there or something like an iron pile, what is that?
Not so far from the tent of Rifia, there were several double baggage cars lined up just beside the street, and there were probably nearly a hundred of them to match, iron piles as thick and as long as long spears piled up. Lots of other wood and possibly loaded luggage cars are scattered around.
"Rifia didn't say anything in yesterday's story"
And, Marya.
"What is it? Ho, there are a lot of other round and square materials and even farm tools. Will it be made locally and even in fortifications?"
Nina also said in a serious tone.
Nina has had a lot less valves since the end of this journey.
It was almost full of red-eyed wolves, but she gained experience using magic on the ground, and continued to practice the magic that Ishr taught her, and she also became a lot more confident in herself, maybe because.
"Oh. I heard that."
Marya answered Nina's question.
After the meeting with Rifia, an envoy from Boris came into contact with Marya and said there had been reports regarding the preparation of the round-tails and cuticles.
"You dig a trench on the slope opposite the top of the mountain on the south side where the Red Emperor Dragon is. It's like putting wood in that hole to reinforce it. Red Emperor Dragon's Flame Control."
"Ho."
Isn't that a trench? I doubt how effective it is against the flames of the Red Emperor Dragon, but it's definitely a sensible way to do it. During the battle, if the Red Emperor Dragon throws flames, the soldiers retreat to the trenches, or dive into the trenches from the beginning, throwing spears and shooting arrows. Is it a Rifia proposal? However, can you get that close and dig the trench so that he doesn't notice?
"That would be a trench. It's been used in sieges in the past."
"... su, that's awesome. Mr. Ishr. I've never heard the word" trench. "
"Ishur is a scholar out there."
Oh, my God. That.
Marya answered Ishur's question.
"Indeed, there were many wizards on the side of the castle, and the side of the siege dug trenches to approach the castle, many times in the past"
Well, I guess so. A wizard who castles is like a flying tool, a cannon. The trenches will be effective for the side of the siege.
"Well, if there were an earthly wizard on the side of the castle, you wouldn't be so close."
"Yeah. But it would be so much easier if there was a wizard of the earth on the side of the siege"
The Borderline Army has Drate Auben, the Magic Master of the Earth.
"Right. Will you have time to approach the Red Emperor Dragon and do such work?"
"Hmm. Maybe if we don't attack the Red Emperor Dragon or something, we'll be fine"
"What's that?
"The Fire Dragon hasn't attacked me much if only one. Fire dragons attack livestock and other things that are eaten out. From the Red Emperor Dragon's point of view, humans would be like ants, so if a lot of people aren't attacking you when you get close, you might ignore them"
I see. Even humans don't bother to trample and scatter it because they find an ant queue.
It also seems like an overly convenient way of thinking, but if the crusader enters from the entire city of Fugo, which is abandoned and loaned by the Crusaders, from the foothills on the south side of the ridge on the south side of the Red Emperor Dragon, that is, from the other side, which is sandwiched with the Red Emperor Dragon in a mountain line, and digs trenches on the slopes opposite the Red Emperor Dragon near its top, is it fully possible that the Red Emperor Dragon will take no action even if he notices its movement?
Even humans, even if ants started digging the ground and nesting in the gardens of their homes, would ignore it if there was nothing special wrong with it.
"Maybe so."
Ishur nodded, pointing again at the luggage car loaded with iron piles and saying:
"So, that iron pile, or iron spear? Did you have any explanation for that?
"Yeah, yeah, nothing about that. I think Rifia's keeping it a secret."
Marya shook her head sideways like she was always cute.
Is Refia even going to throw that iron pile at the Red Emperor Dragon himself? If you have her magic fixture, the arrow of the martial arts, if you have that arm power, it might be possible too. Maybe we can break the scale of the Red Emperor Dragon and pierce that iron pile.
But if you don't aim for the eyes and throats of Red Emperor Dragon, it won't do much good. Even if that iron pile stabbed the body of the Red Emperor Dragon, it's like a small needle stabbed him. If you do it, you can only stimulate the Red Emperor Dragon, and you can't be fatally injured. Will it be used for some kind of restraint? But then, I don't know if he has human pain.
Boris Dogoulas, the magician accompanying the troops, is a wizard of gold, metal lineage. Is that what you're thinking after you give the iron pile to the Red Emperor Dragon, stretching that iron pile further into the depths of your body with his magic, spreading it around like an octopus foot, letting it exercise in a doom and destroy the superficial area of the Red Emperor Dragon? But the Red Emperor Dragon will have the magic of fire, of the dragon species before it does not, and it will also have the mighty magic commensurate with its flesh all over its body. Fire dragons don't just throw up flames. Probably working auxiliary magic in terms of flight and defense. From the area of the wings compared to the torso, the sky cannot fly that easily. Even compared to the common animal, the reptile, the strength of that scale, the strength of the flesh, has deviated degrees. It has to be said that I doubt whether Boris' magic can be extended to the body of the Red Emperor Dragon or not.
"Nina, tell the Grand Duke about the trenches and all those iron piles."
Ishur told Nina.
The Grand Duke keeps it in mind for Nina herself anyway.
"Yes."
Nina nodded mysteriously as she looked up to her.
"Ishl doesn't even know?
Marya asks.
"Oh. For example, if you could stab that iron pile in the eyes of the Red Emperor Dragon and let it reach the brain behind it with Boris' magic, or maybe you could be mortally injured"
"Oh."
The exclamation of Marya and Nina is hammered.
They, the wizards of this world lack the ability to conceive such a composite and applied use because of the immobilization of the use of magic as a tradition.
"It's amazing, Mr. Ischl."
And, Nina.
"In a moment, you might be able to kill the Red Emperor Dragon with the Refias"
What is Marya.
It feels like we're both impressed, but what we just thought becomes a problem.
"But I don't think Boris' magic will pass to the body of the Red Emperor Dragon, or I probably can't"
……
Both Marya and Nina silently dropped their shoulders on Ishur's words.
I guess they have a verse in mind too. Somehow I know.
"What if Ishur?
Marya recapitulates and asks.
"I guess I can't do it either."
For example, I've already thought about crushing the heart of the Red Emperor Dragon, but if he has the magic of fire in his body, it's unlikely. And originally, given the size of his body, he should see some magic on his whole body's organs as well. Otherwise, there is no way you can maintain the size of the body of a person that is supposed to be as big as a mountain, with normal organism muscle tissue or skeleton.
It should be thought that the entire body of the Red Emperor Dragon is surrounded by powerful magic that keeps it immense. If the Red Emperor Dragon was originally a Fire Dragon and was made immense by the magic fixture of fire, can you say that its magic was brought from the magic fixture of fire? Then it would be subtle if this magic could pass inside his body.
You should refrain from choosing one or eight methods of attack.
Marya and Nina also shut up, as Ishur begins to ponder.
Lord Nina, I brought you a horse.
To the three who became oligarchy, Ira's voice was heard from the side of the road below the square.
Ira's voice is playing bright.
Ishur and Marya were here to drop off Nina and Ira and their return to Frontera, in the square in front of the Hunter Guild. Nina was waiting for Ira to bring her horse.
Nina and Ira will be accompanied by a royal shadow worker and three escorts. They're all riding. Looks like their horses also have Nina and Ira's travel costumes on them. Ira brought Nina's riding horse from the village chief's house.
They use Alva Street on their way home. Without Ishur, you don't have to use one less back street, an intermediate road.
Can Nina ride a horse......, I feel like I lost something.
Ishur went down the square and thought so as he saw Nina's hindsight heading towards Isla.
Finally, Nina and Ira, we both say goodbye.
"Mr. Ira, I've been through a lot. Be careful on your way home."
While Marya and Nina exchanged goodbye greetings, Ishur spoke to Ira.
"No, this way. Lord Ishur."
Ira has said there with a whisper.
"If you defeat the Red Emperor Dragon, I want you to make sure Frontera asks the Lord. Petra, please."
Petra...
"Oh, one day. and in the meantime, I'll get the letter out right away."
Ishur's answer got a little twisted.
"Mr. Ishl."
Nina called from the side to see if she had finished her farewell greeting with Marya.
"Oh, Nina!
For some reason, Ishur's tension suddenly rises.
Ishur took both hands of Nina as she approached him, pulling him toward herself and gripping him hard.
"Ah, Mr. Ishl..."
Nina's cheeks stain bright red.
"Tell Ellina, say hello to Ellina. When I went to see her again sometime. He wants to see you alone, if possible."
Ishur turned his passionate eyes to Nina.
"I'll see you soon... so well, I guess I'll see Nina again"
"... Ugh, it's terrible. Mr. Ishl."
Nina gets a little tearful.
So all of a sudden, he hit me as much as he wanted with something hard from behind.
Ishur sat up unexpectedly in intense pain and held his head with both hands.
Marya has done everything she can with her magic wand.
I was just kidding.
Nina and Ira on the horseback leave the ramp.
Shortly before their appearance disappeared beneath the hill, the two turned around and came down their hands towards the Ishurs.
To say goodbye to Nina, she whispered and spoke so that she could hear it alone.
"Is that magic training going on?
I taught Nina about the magic of draining moisture out of organisms.
"Yes, sir"
She laughed.
I'm sure secret practice is working.
Or were you happy that Ishur called out to Nina without forgetting the magic she taught her?
Her smile looked dazzling.
When their figure disappeared completely from sight and the Ishurs tried to leave the square, an unexpected figure appeared from under the ramp.
She slightly twitched her long silver hair and gradually appeared its glowing appearance from head to face, upper body, and entire body from the tip of the slope.
Rifia unexpectedly came on foot, alone without a confession.
She climbs into the square in front of the guild.
Her origins are very much the same as yesterday's, with a silver clasp on a white cape that measures all the way up to her knees, shiny iron plate sewn boots on bright grey tights, boots and matching hands, and a slender sword on her hips. It cannot be said to be the regular of a commander who commands more than a thousand troops.
The silver clasp seems to have been specially attached for her. It floats her even body lines in a natural way. Nothing obscene there can even feel fine dust.
Lifia approached her with a slight grin when she admitted that there was a Marya in the square.
Ishur, who was beside Marya, quickly turned to her oblique back, kneeling up on her right knee, a courtesy to the woman's nobility. Your head also lowers until your face is directly down.
The appearance of Rifia on the horse yesterday comes to my attention. I don't really want to face her directly.
I am in the same situation, but in a few days she will almost certainly lose her life. Yesterday, though a daughter of vengeance, I was about to be taken by accident by her beautiful appearance and its waiting tragedy. No, they took it.
More importantly, I had a bad look into that sincere, straight forward eye of Refia.
But that's useless to me right now.
You should avoid any contact with her.
"This was just right, Your Eminence"
I heard a lifia over my head.
For the first time, Lifia's voice was as soft and clear as it seemed, a little sweet. There was just a samurai-like stamina in the tone. Soft, sweet girly voice and a hard, sticking tone like a samurai. The cohabitation of that conflicting thing becomes an unspeakable pleasure and stimulates Ishl's brain marrow.
Ishur stared at the puddle of his feet. There were images of Marya and Rifia, bordered by the reflection of the yang.
Refia in the water mirror speaks to Marya.
"I thought I'd suddenly apologize, but I really wanted to tell Lord Aeren something."
Refia meets Marya hard.
"Alone?"
Marya is the same. I don't care who they are. It doesn't change the tongue.
"Yes, it's easier to be alone"
Refia in the mirror smiles.
"For what?
Marya.
As a superior, you'll have to work first.
Lifia said with no distracted wind at the way Marya said it, which seemed disrespectful.
"I took a look last night."
What!? Did you send a reconnaissance to the Red Emperor Dragon?
"Red Emperor Dragon's?
"Yes. Ask Lord Lubrect to hurry up from yesterday."
It's Brenda Lebrect, a woman swordsman who uses the magic of acceleration that I trapped in the wind wall when I fought in Grand Duke Castle.
"I see."
Marya nods.
Indeed, her magic also helps reconnaissance. Even if you can't use it for that long, if you use the magic of the wind of malaise for the point of proximity and departure, the opponent will be very effective on the opponent alone. The Red Emperor Dragon may have a large figure and its strength, but it is not the kind of opponent to move around quickly. Besides, she would also be able to make a stand about magic, so it's more effective than just putting out a knight. Officer scouts, that's why.
"Lord Lubrect now approached the Red Emperor Dragon in the morning for reconnaissance and flew a horse from the way back just now. So, Lord Aeren."
Refia laughs deeper and sees Marya.
"What do you think the Red Emperor Dragon was doing?
"Hmm?"
Lifia continues to give Marya a look she fell in love with for a moment and strangled herself.
"She was asleep. He said his neck was round his torso."
Lifia continued further with a grin.
"I also grabbed the approximate size of the one. Approximately sixty long steps in height from the ground to the growing back of the back."
Refia is a figure that Lord Lubrect extrapolated compared to the trampled houses around him, he added.
If the Red Emperor Dragon was asleep, the figure of sixty long steps (skull, about forty meters) is about the thickness of his torso. Then...
Rifia's grin becomes ironic, including a slight self-derision.
"Spread your wings and you'll be nearly a mile away. As he stood up in the morning, he saw his whole body glowing dull with a red scale darker than a fire dragon? According to Lord Lubrect, he didn't feel any strong magic, but the dull glow of his whole body, may have something to do with magic. And when I approached the Red Emperor Dragon, I felt the heat that would sting my skin. You could burn just touching him, or you could burn him. But the great name of the Red Emperor Dragon is no mistake."
If the wings are spread out, if they are less than a mile (about six hundred to seven hundred meters), it will be nearly a mile and a half from head to tail tip. It would be more than two hundred long steps (about one hundred and thirty meters) high, no matter how little you estimate it if you stood up. Stretch your neck and it will naturally be higher.
"Yes, thank you"
Marya thanked Rifia.
Rifia's use of Brenda Lebrect for reconnaissance was an accurate decision. The information Brenda obtained in her reconnaissance included more specific matters that were only factual confirmation of what she had long been told about the Red Emperor Dragon, which she could not do.
Naturally, this information, this knowledge of the Red Emperor Dragon, will also be the same thing as the last crusade force that failed to leave decent information because all our officials died. It would be nice to ask Marya later to put it into a sentence and record it. The destination of the report, Grand Duke or Petra, is not for my consideration.
"So when Lord Lubrect approached the Red Emperor Dragon, he said he didn't react at all because he was asleep. With tremendous snoring, Lord Lubrect crushed his liver more than his size and heat."
Lifia put her palm against her mouth there and laughed, hehe. Only a little bit revealed a daughter-like trick of nobility.
"At yesterday's military conference, we talked about leaving tomorrow, but we decided to hurry up this evening. It won't even rain today."
"Yes, okay"
"So, a temporary farewell greeting, too,"
So Lifia suddenly said to proclaim as she bent her right leg hard toward Marya and bent her hips, lowering her head and tone her tone when she put her right hand against her chest.
"I hereby swear that my army will crusade the Red Emperor Dragon and will not be relieved of His Majesty's will."
Riffia's silver hair spilled off her shoulders.
She has seen Marya as the king's deputy and has made the appearance of the model.
If yesterday's meeting between the two was a military meeting, something similar would have happened on the spot.
But what was Rifia's intention, again in such an informal setting? I wonder, here it comes.
Was it my fault that Lifia's face, whose shadowed eyes seemed to look more at me with her head lowered in the mirror of water?
Lifia's words made the scene feel like it was one of a kind.
When I thought if she left the square, this whole act would be over, Rifia set me up.
Her gaze earlier, that still didn't seem like this one's mistake.
I see her in a puddle. Now she's clearly turning her face here.
"… and whoever refrains from doing so from a moment earlier, is the servant of Lord Aeren?"
Have you come...?
"Hmm? Yeah."
Marya's reply remains the same. On the surface, I can't get any upset.
"I didn't see him in yesterday's military conference fold."
It would be natural. It's usually impossible to talk about military discussions on the front lines, on the battlefield, such as refraining from military discussions for every squire.
I already know this guy. About me.
I let you do it on purpose. You said it was me, not you, who reassured the king.
Marya doesn't answer. I'm going to ignore it and flush it. Of course I do. It is not necessary for each employee to answer directly without his or her husband.
"Lord Aeren's squire still looks young. I wonder what your name would be."
Will it continue? Rifia, you've been putting in a lot of blatant exploration.
No, this tone. Are you making fun of this side, including Marya?
"Mm."
Marya means. It's pathetic to trouble her too.
"My name is Cave."
I raise my head just a little bit and answer. I don't look at Rifia's face. I don't know about the fine practices of noble squire, and even if I did, I wouldn't be willing to follow them.
Cave means cave, cave, etc. in English. I've been thinking for a long time that there will be occasions when I have to name a pseudonym.
"… so what is the name of the family? If you're a member of the Aeren family, you'll have a family name."
Refia has stepped further in.
I feel my cheeks get hot. This guy must be disrespectful. I didn't expect you to ask me directly here, aside from Marya.
Now I looked up firmly and looked Lifia in the eye and answered.
"Stenda, and. My name is Cave Stenda."
I also thought about the family name somehow. It was a little dangerous.
To the cave, Dantes with an upside down reading. My family name is an upside down read. First and last names are just a shame, Refia.
It's not like I found a treasure in an island cave. Or is the magic fixture of the wind equivalent to treasure? I got it in a tiger hole. I know no one in this world knows that story or anything else. It's just that if you're going to name someone from the Borderline House after playing, it's not a bad name for me.
"Stenda......, a rare name"
Lifia opened her eyes slightly and told her to squeal with a small voice as she stared at my face. It was true to the outside. There was no smug expression there. It wasn't a samurai-like, manly tone, it was an age-appropriate girl grunt.
Refia turned her gaze toward Marya when she was much more distracted about what she thought there.
I bow my head again and stare at the accumulation of water in front of me.
Speaking of which, Lord Aeren, it's a matter of a separate team to be formed in the royal family.
Another slight grin appears on Rifia's face.
"Yesterday we talked about what path to take, but I would like to ask you to take the same path as our army, aiming for a mountain ridge on the south side of the Red Emperor Dragon from the south of the city of Fugo"
Will the Crusader Squad still go that route?
"Why?"
It's a sharp tone for Marya.
"That, as we talked about yesterday, is unanswerable now"
……
Marya shifted her gaze away from Refia and silenced. It feels like it's on my mind.
Her feelings, then, let me do this one on my own, I won't take your instructions, etc.?
But why does Refia keep it a secret? The target is a dragon. You won't have to worry about a leak in the operation or anything.
Refia gets a little bit bitter and looks at me.
"I have no choice. As Lord Aeren has many things to do."
Lifia is looking at me over the puddle mirror. The grin grew louder.
You know, Lifia keeps secrets from you, too. What about my existence? That's what I'm saying. No, you're saying you can't tell me everything because I'm here.
Refia says she won't give you the Red Emperor's neck.
"We have a situation, too"
Forgive me, but Lifia bows her head. Refia has seen me in a puddle with her head down. He tries to gaze at me over the puddle mirror.
Bad. Have you noticed?
For some reason I felt threatened to gaze at her.
There comes the wind from behind.
The statue of Refia in the water reservoir sways in the wind, disturbing it. The wind made small waves on the water.
No more gazing through the mirror with her.
Saved......
I just need to take my gaze off. I was unintentionally upset because of the backwardness I had been peeking at.
No, it's not just backwardness. When her eyes met, she was afraid to see through what look she would have on her face or something of herself.
I wonder what it was.
But the wind blew me at a good time.
The wind blew and the statue was disturbed. The world in the mirror of water was transformed and broken because of the wind.
"Hmm…, I'm hard"
Marya said, staring down the hill slowly at Lifia's back.
A little wind came out. Refia's white cloak and silver hair are shaking beside her.
"Well, I guess so"
We both have a slight similarity. You think you're smart and serious? But the way it is is is different.
Marya is modest and not on the table. There may be some whims. Refia is straight and doesn't do anything to hide it.
Cats and dogs, huh?
Ishur took his eyes off the rear of Lifia disappearing under the hill and turned to Marya and said.
"I understand more or less just now, but what was discussed yesterday, will you listen to me"
"Yeah."
Ishur and Marya return to the village chief's house from the square in front of the guild. Ishr will also be living at the village chief's house this evening.
As he left the square, Ishur glanced at as many puddles as he had just done.
There was nothing in the puddle that was shaped because of the wind blowing hard, or how the light was. The clouds of the sky and the blue skies that lit between them were melting in the various waves.