Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Ishur asked for the sun in the sky.

I felt like a lot of time had passed in a long conversation with Mira, but the yang is still in a high position.

If Bionato puts both the Holy Kingdom and the Cathedral Church in his own hands, the continent could eventually be overshadowed by a great scourge of war.

Do I have to stop that?

Unless that scourge of war reaches the Kingdom of Ladis, someone I know, someone I've had a hard time with, my hometown, there's no reason to move from me.

"I will not ride your invitation."

Ishur dropped his emotion-extinguished gaze to Mira.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not into justice or anything like that. If Bionato's movements seem to be abundant to the eye, he just kills them at that point. I'm not interested in the bliss of all people."

Whether Bionato is a demon or an ambition to be a god, I don't care if he doesn't get in my way. And if it was his life that once sent an assassin in Ruddle Village, we're just talking about retaliating against him without having anything to do with the Miras.

Actually, I'm not at all interested in the word "bliss of all the people," but I don't know what inevitability there is in the first place for that, the abstract and unrealistic proposition of bliss of all the people, etc. What if the word 'bliss' were replaced by 'freedom' and 'freedom for all'? The word "bliss" is too abstract.

Of course, I'm not willing to stick my neck in religious theory. I don't know anything elusive, and I don't think it makes sense.

Who the hell is happy and not, and who gives happiness?

It is not the clerics of the Cathedral Church who decide that. It wouldn't be the gods of this world either. Happiness is something you grasp for yourself. It is something that every human being seeks and identifies independently.

"... no"

Mira fluttered up and stepped back from Ishur.

"What does Ishr think of the Cathedral religion?"

Mira turns her suspicious eyes to Ishl.

Indeed, there will not be many people in this world, such as those who refuse the request of the General Clergy of the Cathedral Church.

"I do have the magic of the wind"

Ishur said, dropping a dark shadow on his face.

"What do you think? Do you think I'd appreciate it if I were to accept it as God's grace?

……

Mira's eyes opened wide.

"You've done a lot of research on me, haven't you?

If we have the power of the Duke's house, can we move not only those of our own, but even those of the shadows of the Holy King's house and of the diocesan church?

"Then you know what I mean? How much I have lost by getting the magic of the wind. If there were no substitute for God's magic equipment, even if the village of Bersch would not have done so in an attempt for the Red Emperor Dragon to appear. That's why I did it with plenty of wind magic when I was avenging Brigal and Uncle Borderline. If you lost it with God's magic fixture, take it back with God's magic fixture. God's magic equipment is not God's grace or anything like that. There is only one person on this earth who decides that. It's me. Not the gods."

Mira shook up. Tears begin to accumulate in his eyes.

"Ishur, are you a heretic, heathen? Or a traitor..."

Mira told him to whine in a small voice.

A traitor, when? Well, can't you deny it?

"You know what Julianus is?

Ishur smiled sarcastically several times.

Give the name of the most famous apostate in the history of previous life, without anyone in this world knowing.

"No......"

Mira wore it small with her moist eyes.

Julianus was, at the time, a Roman emperor who was looking to weaken Christianity, which was growing in strength. If I were to fight the gods in the future and later be called a traitor, it would only be about me personally and it has nothing to do with politics or religion. I can't be a great man in history like Julianus or a traitor.

"I'm nothing pagan or apostate. I'm not denying the Cathedral religion. I'm just not interested in your fight, I just don't think it matters. Just because I have the magic of the wind, I don't feel any itch or responsibility for the crisis between the Cathedral Church and the Holy Kingdom, I don't think I need to feel it. That's all."

Gods exist in this world. So I don't deny it, but I don't have blind faith minds like the people of this world.

I touch the presence of the gods in a different dimension from the teachings of the diocese, and I am suspicious of their deeds.

Mira leaned for a while with her right hand against her chest.

"We know how you feel about the loss of your family and your hometown, Ishur..."

And as I wiped the tears, I lifted my face and took a step forward, approaching this one.

Was she convinced by the argument that she was not my heathen, apostate?

"And I'm going to fulfill a brilliant enemy, and I'm also going to understand the power of leaving the Red Emperor Dragon."

Something like convinced for now? So you're going to start soliciting again?

Speaking of which, you said something about special rewards. I don't know what it's like, but it's better than that. I really need to make sure that you're not conforming to her story.

She is a man of the House of Five, the Duke. So even a powerful flush wind wizard would have a solid handover.

And it is further possible that she herself is a wizard of the wind lineage. It's just that she said she was the court magician of the Holy King's family, so if you apprentice to her, even if that's on a personal level, it could be seen as serving the Holy Kingdom from the edge. There may be such a system, if you are apprenticed to the court magician, you will automatically serve the House of the Holy King.

"And I know very well that you think that Ishr does not want to be involved with the Church and the Holy King's family."

There's a smile on Mira's face.

"But I am confident that even Ishur will have enough in return to accept our invitation."

Mira has once again revealed so much confidence and leeway.

Speaking of which, you weren't listening to the reward you were talking about.

"To call you Mira"

Yes, sir.

"Mira. Can you tell me?

"Ugh."

Mira laughed with a dreamy look.

I'm not sure how serious I am about acting...... I'm sure you might want to be the actor.

Beautiful, but not good. No, isn't this girl quite a crook?

"Sharka."

Mira gave up her expression there slightly and she looked serious and flew back about a few steps.

And her maid, called Sharka, who was right behind her, held Mira from behind and lifted her over her left shoulder.

The maid floats into the universe fluttering with Mira on board and takes an intermission away from Ishur.

Wind? Do you use that big maid, the magic of the wind?

Mira is smiling. The maid stayed afloat and put her right hand against her chest.

Come on!

A maid came out of her chest all of a sudden with a sword, not so much a club of iron.

What do you mean?

That maid......

Transparent magic from around the maid.

"Before we talk about rewards, let me see your help, Ishr!

When Mira told him to scream, the iron mass in the maid's hand glowed orange and deformed guzzly. That separates into five spheres, reshaping them.

Golden system!

Ishur jumped up, at the same time as he was stunned.

Five iron balls jump through Ishur's footsteps.

Hiccup, and a creepy sound ripped the air off ran.

Ishur turned slightly south to take the position of bearing the sun as he watched the iron ball move under his eyes.

The sky is wide and the mountains of Krembel shine brightly. White misty clouds flow beneath my eyes.

A maid comes up through its sumptuous clouds. The five iron balls track the rear of the maid as if it were a creature.

That maid, is she human?

Do you simultaneously use the magic of wind and the magic of metal?

Ishur unloaded a wall of wind magic around himself. Double.

That iron ball could penetrate the magic wall of the wind.

Maid and Mira have risen to a slightly lower altitude of Ishl. The five iron balls are catching up to them and spinning slowly around the maid.

It's easy to get rid of them... I want to see the magic you two use. Besides, I haven't finished talking yet.

"Sharka!"

The moment Mira spoke to the maid, the iron balls that were around the maid separated into dozens of little iron balls.

It was a short time ago.

Come on.

Ishur ranged as he rose slightly.

Wind and iron. As long as this one's on the defensive side, the compatibility sucks.

Will the small iron ball be about the size of a ping-pong ball? That's going to cover this one three hundred and sixty degrees and expand at a tremendous speed around it.

Even at that size, if you hit it directly, there's a wind hole in your body. If it's a bad hit, it's instant death.

Ishur injected more magic into the wind walls he unloaded around himself.

"Do it."

Mira's voice.

An iron ball floating around the air was shot out towards Ishur.

Hiccup, I heard several sounds tearing the air, followed by "Boo Boo" and a dull, slightly dumb sound in a row. All the iron balls had been held back and pierced by Ishur's unfolding wall of wind magic.

To Mira, and for the first time a surprising look appeared to the maid.

I can feel it.

Ishur laughed damned.

On an iron ball pierced by a wall of wind magic, no, a maid's magic interferes with my stretched wall of magic.

Ishur glanced at the maid with an extra look.

You think you can do something about my magic with your strength?

The maid's iron ball was separated from her magic powers and came under Ishl's control.

Mira blues her face all the time, and squeezes her right hand into the body of the maid and pulls out a sword.

Ishur "opened" the wind wall stretched on the six sides, except on one side facing the front of Mira.

Dong, and a fierce explosion sounds and the iron sphere scatters in all directions.

"Be a shield to protect me!

At the same time Mira screamed. The blade of the sword becomes a fine piece of iron and spreads to her front.

Leaving behind strong winds blowing around, all the iron balls disappeared far away. It was a speed that could not be followed by the naked eye.

Countless pieces of iron unfolded by Mira gleam in the light of the sun.

What a vain drift. I'm not releasing an iron ball towards her. Her defense made no sense. But Mira has probably shortened and discarded the chant.

Ishur left behind the magic wall of the wind ahead, the inner perimeter wall, and approached Mira.

"I'm fine. I will not attack you. [M] If you do it, you'll kill him."

The iron pieces that were dancing in front of Mira are concentrated in the original sword shape.

From behind it appeared Mira's face, which looked a little bumpy.

"I'm sorry!

Mira is kneeling before Ishl again and apologizing.

All three had returned to the grassland between the place they had taken, the main temple at the summit of the mountain, and the gates of the road leading to the quartz mine.

"Better than that."

Ishur said, shrugging his jaw at the still unfathomable maid standing behind Mira.

"What is she? Wouldn't be human."

Mira raised her face.

"Sharka."

The maid turned to Mira and nodded silently, speaking directly to Ishur.

"Those of you with the sword of the wind god, just now, excuse me. I look like one now, but as you can see, I'm a spirit."

Her voice is a woman, but the way she talks has no discouragement, and she's wordy like a man. And not only does she look, but her very existence is no different from that of a human being.

Indeed, many spirits can be transformed into humans. Spirits who are able to transform into higher spirits and people can also become complete human beings. There are a lot of legacies that have been around for a long time, a lot of stories about spirits that turn into people and deceive humans, and falling in love with human men and living in the world and having children.

I just don't know how long I can stay human. Naturally, there should be a considerable load.

And it's also convincing that she flew through the sky. This too, many spirits can move more mundane than flying in the sky even if they are not spirits of the wind. Because it's a spiritual body, is that okay? Similarly, many are able to push through walls and move freely underwater and underground.

"This Spirit is Sharka. My covenant spirit."

Mira rises up and speaks to the Spirit.

"Sharka."

Does it pass in a word calling the name of Mira's Spirit, Sharka has loosened the collar of her maid's clothes as she widened her front of the coat, showing her chest.

"Look."

Mira tells Ishl, and Sharka leans forward and shows him that chest.

As Ishur peered in, his white human skin became translucent, and from underneath he could see the metal shining golden.

Looks like a piece of chest armor.

"Armor...?

As Ishur shrugged, Mira smiled and said.

"That's right. Sharka is descending into this world by forming one form of possession in my magic appliance, the treasure conveyed to my home, the" armor of the Iron God ”. The Iron God armor is originally worn and used by the owner, but it is for men, because it is too big and heavy for me."

Mira tilted her neck a little and made her smile deeper.

"I'm asking Sharka to move it. I remain connected with the armor of the Iron God through Sharka, and Sharka gains not only from myself but also from the armor of the Iron God. My eldest brother, Ruffitzó, was going to inherit..."

Mira's magic fixture, the armor of the Iron God, was inherited by Mira's father, the Duke of Dierado, from his uncle, who a few years ago gave it to his son, Ruffizio, but the armor of Ruffizio and the Iron God did not go very well together, and his father, the Duke, when he tried it with his second brother, Romeo, Mira himself, made Mira inherit the armor of the Iron God, the most powerful magic fixture to be passed on to her to the Duke's house. As soon as Mira received it from her father to try it out, she recalled Sharka, who later became the covenant spirit, and made her possessed by the armor of the Iron God. The Duke gave Mira the armor of the Iron God with astonishment and admiration.

Mira's two brothers had already served in the court of the House of the Holy King as civil servants, and there were several other powerful magic fixtures in the Duke's house, and more importantly, Mira was well adored and loved by her brothers, so nothing went wrong among her family even if Mira inherited the armor of the Iron God.

"... I see it's an interesting use of magic equipment"

When Ishur hammered Mira's story, he glanced at her.

"So. I think you've done quite a bit of research on me, but why are you testing my strength now?

She will be fully aware of one thing with Ellistar or Red Emperor Ryu. And yet why have you done that? Did you think you should actually fight and judge by that?

"Ishur? So Mira,"

Oh, yes, yes.

Mira said with a slight self-derision when Ishur prompted her to snort, yeah.

"I have a lot to worry about, and I actually wanted to work with Ishr and make sure of that. But there was too much difference in power, and it didn't make much sense."

Mira has erased herself there and looked straight at Ishur. That face still has a grin all shaped up on it.

"O Iron God, bring down your hot Iron Soul to me."

As Mira slowly cast a spell, a huge iron mass of fists appeared from around Sharka's chest and moved to Mira's chest while floating in the universe.

"This spell is the earliest spell of iron magic."

Mira's grin gets louder. Its beautiful lips bend into a three-day moon shape.

"Ishur, do you know the most preliminary spell of wind magic?

Ishur glanced at her face in dismay.

"Uh-huh."

Mira laughed with pleasure. A high voice echoed beautifully in the grass behind the unpopular temple.

Probably noticed around Marya and Refia. Or to the magical leaders of the Royal Radice who fought at the Grand Duke's Castle.

Ishur looked at Mira's smile without expression.

I don't feel good about Mira's smile. Then what is she laughing for?

Marya cared more about the original wizard in Ishl's moulding than Mira had pointed out. Is it because Rifia herself did, she did not have any great doubts about Ishl, who uses the magic implements that lived in the same body, unchanging and intuitive? The demon leaders who fought at the Grand Duke's Castle were probably afraid of Ishur's overwhelming power and did not take it seriously, even when they realized about it.

"I was very excited and moved when I first heard that the great magic of the wind had been used in a city called Ellistar in the Kingdom of Ladis."

As Mira returned the iron mass floating on her chest to Sharka, she approached Ishur again, who remained silent.

"Then, of course, we started looking into you using different handouts. Bionato had already begun to kill the Great Cleric by making him look like he was sick, but at that time he had no idea with your help."

I have Mira's face looking up right in front of me. My eyes are shaking like blue glass balls.

"As I looked into you, I realized I had. All the magic you use was extravagant, heterogeneous, and different from all the magic you've ever had. Perhaps the Ladis royal wizards will come to think of the same thing, and I think Ishur is a genius too. But Ishur uses little well-known wind magic," wind god's blade, "" wind wall armor, "and" fierce wind formation ". The magic you have never seen or heard of is much more powerful, and Ishur recalls the Great Spirit every once in a while, so it may be a mistake that I have noticed. Still, when I tried with Ishr earlier, there was only one thing I thought I might not have noticed wrong."

Finally, has someone emerged who points it out clearly?

that I have almost no knowledge of the magic of my wind.

Ishur slipped his throat gently so Mira wouldn't notice.

And he stared back, to the depths of his losing and her eyes.

Mira examines this one carefully and analyzes it thoroughly for her.

Why did it need to be looked into so much detail when it was not officially ordained by the Holy King's family either?

"What's that? Say it."

Ishur said quietly, in a harsh tone.

Mira dyed her cheeks slightly and still spoke quietly.

"Ishur didn't use a single spell or even a chant discard as much as he did earlier. Is that because you have the magic equipment of the wind? It was beautiful, natural, and horrible, as if it were magic used by the Spirit. The magic that Ishur uses, however small it may be, is precisely what the Great Spirit and God himself uses to make it into a great magical genealogy, a divine vocation."

Mira doesn't take her gaze off either. She has said pretty daring things.

"That is how I stood out. But the magic people use has a good sense of cleavage and stability, which is firmly determined because they chant spells, which also has the advantage. Ishur knows it and dares to pass only the magic used by the Spirit on any occasion, the magic that reminds him of the miracle of God, or not? I've strengthened my mind that I'm not the latter."

What will be in Mira's eyes? Her eyes also reflect my shadow, the same as Emilia's eyes then.

What is she looking at me?

Mira declared it small.

Ishur doesn't know the magic of the wind.

Mira lined up circumstantial evidence even then against Ishur, who kept silent. Fortunately, I didn't officially learn magic when I broke the Borderline Uncle's Junction Magic "Box of Darkness," because I'm staying at Krembel because Krembel is the starting point for the Holy Stone Divine Professor, where many magicians and wizards come together, etc., because Ishur is looking for the famous Wind Wizard, etc.

Ishur said slightly loosening his expression as he held up one hand to control Mira, who insisted on recruiting him.

"Exactly. I know very little about the magic of the wind that has long been passed down. So I was looking for a wizard of the wind who might not serve the palace."

Mira opened her eyes and held her hands over her chest. The redness appeared on my cheeks.

"Hehe. It's a hit."

She said, full of joy.

"Ishur, your secret. A secret just for me and Ishur."

She did her eyes somewhere far away, and today, I've seen her several times since I first met her, with a dreamy look.

... Ha. Um, maybe I know Marya, too, I think.

"Excellent. Now you can help Ishr. Ishur can accompany you."

? I'm the one who accompanies you, right? One way or another.

Mira suddenly dyed a blushing face to Ishur, who smiled bitterly and began to erase her emotions.

"Ever since then, I've used all the power I can to examine Ishr's behavior, to think through it and to think it was worth it."

Huh? What's that? Stalker?

Hey, something seems to be going in the wrong direction...

Mira, dyeing her face bright red to Ishl, who had begun to bluish her complexion, was probably trying to whisper the words of tightness in her.

"Master Ishur. I've known you for a long time... before I met you."

Mira put her hands together between her breasts, now on both cheeks.

The tightening words derail.

"The first time I saw you, I couldn't believe you looked so cute, me, no more"

Uh, that's not good.

"Mira, so what's the reward?

"... Ha. You shouldn't. Yes, I was. I'm so happy to be up there. Something crude..."

For a moment, when she blued her face gently, she immediately turned it back to bright red again.

Women are too scary...... How can you change your complexion so quickly, from blue to red...

"It's okay. So?"

Ishur smiled gently and urged Mira.

Let's get it back to the main body quickly.

"Yes, let me introduce you to the Wizard of the Best Wind, Ishur, using all the power that my Duke of Dielard family can possess"

"Oh."

Finally. Now you can learn the magic of the memorial wind. Besides, it is an introduction to the Duke's house in the Holy Kingdom. Maybe this should be called luck.

"Um, if it's a palace service or something, I'm in trouble..."

"Yeah, don't worry about that. We've already investigated Ishr's unwillingness to serve any royal family or nobility."

Mira nodded loudly with her chest stretched. Luxurious curly hair sways magnificently.

"I need the best wind magic caretaker in the Holy Kingdom with two names:" The heavenly blade wind of the cathedral ", who left the court magician about twenty years ago when he resided in the Holy City. Let's ask that person."

"Ooh!"

Wouldn't that be great?

Ishur and Mira looked at each other and nodded loudly, yeah, yeah.

"All right! Lord Mila Dierard's request, let's take it"

It didn't look like that at all by his side, but Ishur was harsh and promised Mira's offer.

"Oh, that's great. Me, me..."

Ishur waved and controlled Mira, who was likely to enter his world again, well.

That's not the end of it yet. I still need to ask you something.

"So what do you mean, all you have to do is go to the Holy Capital and stay at Mira's house? If we assassinate Bionato, that should be the end of the story. You can go to the Sacred Capital now and get it done."

Ishur asked Mira, leaving a smile behind.

"And why are you taking me to Holy Stone Transport? It wouldn't just be an escort."

The sun is leaning and evening is dyeing the mountains of Krembel red.

There's a mountain bird ringing somewhere. The wind is about to change direction.

I don't have any more time.

Ishur plunged down the summit of Krembel, kicked the red roof of the house at the foot of the mountain and jumped over the Valley River, descending in front of the Hunter Guild. Hunters who were nearby make a slight face.

Several unfamiliar flags were flickered at the fort on the mountain behind the Hunter Guild, which was reflected in the corner of the halfway sight. Not all the soldiers who escort the Holy Stone can go to the Temple of the Lord on the summit. Some of the Knights of the Diocese, many of the soldiers, are those in charge of the escort between Cranbell and the Holy City. I guess they will be stationed at the Krembel fort until the arrival of the raw stones that have been transported from the quartz mines.

Ishur opened the door of the guild and went inside.

Mira did not respond immediately to Ishur, as she began to look down slightly when Ishur questioned her.

Ishur felt unexpected.

A maiden in love with a slightly rampant love that finally led to a different obsession, with a strong interest in hearing Ishur's activism? but it was finally decided to act with both the installation of the cooperation of the person, and I had forgotten to float, and suddenly I had calmed down and had a non-floating look.

Assuming Emilia and the others are the same righteous people, I know how hard it is to keep secrets. They are shadow-workers, and they have no identity or authority like Mira.

But what does it mean to roam to Mira, the Duke's family?

Ishur glanced at Sharka, who would refrain behind what Mira thought.

What about the case of Professor Holy Stone, for example?

Clearly, with that spirit, you don't have to consider the dangers on the road. That offensive power would kill the devil to the point of a blow, even the dragon.

Or does the mission of Professor Holy Stone mean that they are all solidified in princes and kings and that she is isolated, helpless and placed in a very dangerous position? If Emilia and the others are righteous, they will not be isolated and helpless.

How secret is this?

Almost certainly, that must have something to do with Bionato's conspiracy.

But that's easy to deduce, but I have no idea how it relates to Professor Holy Stone.

You can go to the Holy Capital and just stay at the Duke's house, because I don't know.

Surely if we kill Bionato now, the Holy Capital will be in a state of great chaos. I know you want to avoid that, but is that just the reason why you don't do anything?

Mira raised her face from the way up and said that she looked seriously and looked around from the top of the mountain for a while, but pointed to a mountain ridge that could be bordered to the south.

"Tomorrow we can rest from a day, and there is no particular ritual, and we are given a day off in a row. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow afternoon at the top of that mountain."

Ishur looked at Mira's fingering mountain. The mountain was the same mountain where Ishur often stopped and enjoyed views of the city and surroundings of Krembel when he returned from his demon hunt.

Surely there would be no eavesdropping or intrusion at the top of that mountain.

After all, important stories are still hidden.

"What can I do for you tomorrow afternoon, Ishr?

"It's okay."

"Let's have some tea from now on. Together…"

Mira leans in.

"Hmm?"

In the temple? Are you sure? Like that.

"Can anyone else understand that there's a connection between me and Mira?

"Oh, that's okay. I'll tell you more tomorrow, but it's more convenient."

Hmm. You want me to show you I'm a righteous man?

"Right. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll go to the guild and sign up for the Holy Stone Mercenary Recruitment."

It would be time to go. The sun is leaning a little.

"Oh no..."

Mira grips her hands in front of her chest again and looks sad.

"You don't have to sign up for mercenaries. I don't care about that in my presence. It's only formal, but you can be my squire or something."

"Uh, no more squire or anything."

Ishur said with a serious face.

"At times like this, you should join me as a mercenary. Sometimes when something big happened, there was one extra member of the Duke's family due to private circumstances, and if something happens, the enemy will trick you later and you or your house will be in a bad position. Even if I find out about Mira's escort, if there's anything that officially proves that I was a mercenary, I can escape later."

"... right. Ishr, you're right."

Mira thought only a little and nodded lightly.

"By the way, how long have the righteous been on this mission?

"There are those who can talk and those who can't. Learn more tomorrow..."

Mira leaned over and looked up at Ishl from the bottom looking sorry.

The appearance and contents are a little different.

Speaking of blondes, I have a well-fixed existing image...

"How are you?

As Ishur looked at Mira's face blurry, she tilted her neck to the side and asked.

"No. I'll see you tomorrow"

"Yes, Master Ishr. It's been a really great day to meet Ishr. We look forward to seeing you tomorrow."

Mira has been unbeaten by a lofty dialogue and has turned her gorgeous smile to Ishl.

Once in the guild, there were still more hunters visiting than usual.

The room, dimmed in the evening, is somewhat of the usual restlessness due to people's blurring.

Ishur checked to see if any of the hunters looked like wizards. Even a little bit like I saw, there seems to be a mixture of two or three wizards who seem to have a lot of strength.

I was to have Mira introduce me to the best wizard. I no longer have to force myself to speak to them.

Ishur took his gaze off the crowd and went towards the edge of the empty counter to look for a free guild employee.

I sat at my desk in the back, and I saw Signe, who was working so that he could be buried in paperwork, candlesticks, writing implements, etc., lifting his head up and Ishur. Are you busy today, I don't always see her at this hour, and she still seems to be working. Ishur smiled and spoke to Signe.

"I want to apply to recruit a Holy Stone Divine Guard. Could you please go through the signup process?

Signe pulls one bunch of paper out of the pile of paperwork on his desk and gets up and approaches Ishl.

"This way. Mr. Ishl."

When Signe stood in front of Ishur over the counter, he offered him a bunch of application forms and shook his gaze to the left and right.

"Are you joining us alone?"

"Oh. Won't you come through?

My client, the temple below, employs mercenaries from the Holy Stone Divine Guard to vet, but I was inclined to be distant from the content of that request that my application at the party was really favoured and that it was a stand-alone application.

Ishur said that, but he wasn't so worried. Instead of being a powerful man of his own, he had a face-to-face with a big man named Mira Dierard, so he thought if he had to, he could have her screw him into the temple downstairs.

"That's a beautiful letter. Mr. Ishl."

Signe, who glanced at the application form filled out Ishur's name, place of residence, etc., looked surprised with his eyes open.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I was surprised"

My eyes visibly changed when I saw Isul the Signe.

Being able to write clean letters naturally means being quite educated.

Do you show interest in writing even though you do not usually show interest in magic or warcraft hunting?

... Not bad. That's how Signe lives his normal life.

Ishur now turned his natural smile to Signe.

Leaving the guild, Emilia and the others were at the bottom of the stairs.

……

Normally, he comes running over and starts soliciting as an example, but he waits still for Ishur to come down the stairs.

"Did you apply to recruit a mercenary for Professor Holy Stone?

Emilia glanced at the temple of the Lord on the mountain for a moment, and said to Ishur:

"Oh."

Rabena and the twins also always turn off their smiles and mumble at Ishl. Only Coot had the same thin laugh as before.

"I decided to take part alone. Nice to meet you, guys."

Ishur said with a laugh that somehow crept up asexually.

I don't know what else to do. Mira told me exactly what was going on and prepared the best reward I ever wanted.

"Have you seen anything dangerous since then?"

Ishur said as he looked over at their faces. Since then, it has been one of their Azitos that was raided last night.

"You can't have that in the daytime."

Emilia answers. I'm in such a bad mood.

"Mostly Ishur helped us, so the one that attacked us won't come out anymore."

Whether they are righteous or not, that cannot yet be determined. But they, too, are definitely risking their lives on something, like the man who ate it on Ishl last night in the streets. And it wouldn't be for an evil purpose full of malice like Bionato's. Somehow, I just know that.

"That's good"

When Ishur says as he makes his mouth cling,

"Hmm!"

And Emilia stepped away from her face as much as she wanted and held her nose up.

"Hmm."

"Hmm."

The twins continue. Rabena laughed.

Behind them is a red and beautiful evening sky stretched black around the mountains.

"Phew."

Ishur couldn't stand it either, and he broke his face by accident. The laughter came out in a voice.