Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

"Master Ishur. Would you like to visit the main temple?"

At the end of the secret talks at the summit, Desio rushed back to the temple below.

When Mira turned her gaze toward Ishl, who was toward the city of Krembel, she softened the color of her eyes and called out to Ishl with that soft sweet voice.

The Righteous Spindle, is it, or it's not nice to be seen Decio and Mira acting together, but they don't mind with me.

If Desio and Mira meet in person, they'll wonder if there's any movement in the righteous, but if that's not Desio and me, it'll be a demonstration against the Kings?

"No, because I'm going to practice a little magic here. Mira can go home first."

There are no people here either. It is a well visible place but quite far from the city of Krembel, and without the use of such great magic you will not be able to sense it either in the main temple or in the court magicians and wizards who are all over the city.

"It's..."

More light in Mira's eyes.

Sharka, who hadn't wandered around for a long time, turned her face to this side.

"Did you know that Ishur himself has been whispered to be secretly an amazing genius among the magical leaders of the Holy Kingdom? Of course I have long thought that Ishur was a genius. It's very interesting to see what kind of magic training Ishur is doing."

Mira stopped by and said.

"Show me, too."

……

Well, what do we do?

Ishur saw Mira's face shining her eyes in anticipation.

The magic of Nayarlushk that I showed last night, it was just a little magic that buried every man, but the delicate and gorgeous business (purposefully) with its countless feathers dancing through Mira's confession at dawn of the night, an important conversation about God's magic equipment with her, it should be noted that it never burned deep into Ishl's brain and disappeared.

I want to do something about that.

Ishur was fascinated by the magic Nayal used last night. I wanted to start practicing that magic as soon as I could see it.

Well, okay.

Mira and Sharka can't use the magic of the wind in the gold system, and no wizard can do that without chanting, regardless of the high spirits. Besides, it's subtle whether Mira and Sharka can "see" that business in detail or can sense everything.

"Okay. Fine. Just be quiet."

Ishur smiles at Mira.

"Yes......"

Mira holds both hands in front of her chest.

A dreamy look appeared on her face looking up at Ishur.

Holding hands in front of her chest, is that one sign she enters her world, something like that?

Let's remember.

When Ishur turned in the opposite direction to the city of Krembel, he glanced at the space about a hundred long walks (scar, about six to seventy meters) away.

The way to do it is to make it innumerable thin plate-shaped in the process of bringing magic from the realm of the Spirit, pushing it forward, backward, left, right, up and down toward a certain space in this world. As an image, would it feel like pre-molding and injection molding so that the magic is countless thin plate-shaped? And do it simultaneously for six sides.

Once done, the dense plates of magic will rebel when they are staggered with each other, so the first starts are weak, and once they begin staggering, the procedure increases density rapidly.

First, beauty is second, let's make speed and certainty our goal.

Ishur closed his eyes and concentrated his consciousness as he targeted the space to express his magic.

Subdivision, slow ejection, movement, enhancement, stereotyping, and retention…….

A structure of the magic of the honeycomb structure, based on a three-dimensional lattice or cube, could be made in the ambiguous section.

After that, you just have to "open up".

When the bread, and bursting sound sounded, the next moment the high sound of the wind blowing at high speed covered the area. There has also been a gust of wind towards the Ishurs.

"Geez."

Let Mira shrink her bragging curly hair from holding it down.

Ishur held her shoulder and scattered a gust of wind.

"Oh, my God, Ishr."

Mira looks up at Ishl with a hot look.

Ugh.

"So, are you okay?

"Yes......, thank you"

Mira groans and brings a body to Ishl.

Ha. This isn't gonna be practice, is it?

Ishur nodded and said gently to Mira.

"I'm sorry. Because I still want to go on."

And I slowly removed my hand from her shoulder and tightened my expression.

"Ah... My apologies."

Mira dyes her cheeks and leans away from her face. Beautiful side.

No, no. I'm the one apologizing, right? I didn't expect such a strong wind to blow this far.

and if you don't concentrate.

"I've never seen anything like it."

So Sharka said softly from behind.

She seemed to "see" that geometric structure.

"Really?"

Ishur answered Sharka in a less than full mood.

Yet Ishul knew that his magic was actually similar to the magic Nayal had used yesterday. Whatever the power and speed, there is no such delicate beauty as her magic.

You can have something martial now. From now on, we will also work on enlargement enhancement and simultaneous multiple expression. I just have to get used to practicing repeatedly.

Ishur now resumed his practice by installing a wall of wind magic on the front to avoid the blast.

We still need to focus our consciousness considerably in advance, but if we repeat the same thing, we will soon be able to overcome it and roll it out reflexively.

Using the same procedure, Ishur created a three-dimensional lattice-shaped structure of so much magic several times in a row that he then increased it by two simultaneously, followed by three or four.

"I don't feel as fine as Sharka."

Mira, who was talking to Sharka about how she "saw" the magic Ishur used, turned to Ishur and spoke to him.

"To hear about Sharka, they say it resembles the form of scaffolding that magic“ Kaji "forms when building temples and castles."

"Maybe so."

Ishur nodded and held his right hand up, pointing one of his fists across the mountain, the ridge toward a series of mountains covered with gray sharp angles of rock. Set your aim on one of the mountain ridges at moderate height.

Even a straight distance would probably be about seven miles (scar, about 4.5 km).

Now go at a long distance, big output.

Since the battle with the Red Emperor Dragon, you can now use magic for as long as you can see, but if you use it at a distance, your aim is more stable with your arms up in that direction and your fists pointed or fingered.

Concentrate and set your mood in spite of your shoulders to unload and activate more magic.

Quick, strong.

Chop a chunk of rock at the top of the mountain into 3D lattices. And open.

The ridge was covered in bright grey smoke. A while later, Dodon, and a heavy explosion sounded.

And at about the same time, a shockwave that sharply ripped the air went past the sides of the Ishurs. A wall of magic placed in the front prevents it, and no shockwave strikes the Ishrs directly.

As the raised smoke faded, the summit of the mountain was decided concavely, changing shape.

……

Mira holds down her licence with both hands and is dismayed. Sharka also had a rare look at both eyes and a stunned look.

That's a bad idea. I can still go.

Ishur stared at the shapely mountain and sneered.

The next morning, when Marena went to work at the temple and Ishur started cleaning the kitchen area on the ground floor by herself, Nayal came from behind and called out only signs.

"The spirits possessed yesterday's clergy,"

Ishur succumbed and returned to Nayal the ashes from the small cooking fireplace, which had been stoned to disappointment, as he had gathered them at his best with a fire scratch stick.

What? What's wrong?

Yesterday's cleric would mean Desio, who met him on the mountain. Then what Nayal refers to as the Spirit is the Spirit of the optical system who looked like that angel.

"At dawn, in a building just south of the temple, someone was talking to a human being."

Ishur stopped his hand and looked behind his back. As Nayal bows toward Ishul, he faces, and floats in the air.

"I've only ever felt the signs of that Spirit of the Lord in the Temple at night. I was just wondering because last night I suddenly showed up in a building outside the temple."

"I see."

A building on the south side of the temple would mean accommodation for nobles attached to the temple. Now the Miras. The court magicians of the House of the Holy Kings and the Knights of Mission of the Kings, Basal Lulanda and other Orthodox knights, who came out yesterday to talk to Desio and others, are staying. Decio and the other priests from the Sacred Capital are staying at the main temple.

"Nayal, do you know which building?

"Yes."

Nayal snorted firmly.

"Then let's go now"

All the facilities they stay in are such as to be called small mansions, all three of which are lined up on the east side of the front of the temple. Mira and the court magicians and the knights are each staying in a different building.

If only the spirit of Desio had appeared in Mira's quarters. It would be possible, for example, to give a message or a writing of some kind without being understood, except by a magician like Desio to Mira, who is recalling the Spirit at night.

What would happen if that was the building where the Knights were staying?

Could it be that Basal, the chief of the Knights of the Kings, and Desio, the righteous, are connected behind it?

Ishur blued his face and got a harsh look.

If that's the case, it's going to be a big deal.

Decio is the head of the Mission Ritual, as well as the leader of this righteous plot to bring together two real pairs of red jade stones in one at the Holy Stone Mine and have them stored in Sharka, the contractual spirit of Mira, under my escort.

And he is the understudy of Chief Cleric Ulturo Barioni. That means the insider is right next to the head of the righteous.

No, I can't help thinking about that right now. Anyway, check first.

Besides...

Hmm?

Nayal turned around and looked behind the temple.

Someone's coming this way.

During this time, the lower workers who live next door are also paying for the temple, and there is no sign of any other human around.

"Nayal"

"Yes, sir."

Nayal was suspicious and quickly disappeared.

Eventually Camilo, an apprentice cleric, showed his face from the shadow of the house next to his right.

"Mr. Ishl."

Camilo called as he approached me.

"Morning."

"It's not that time anymore."

Camilo smiles bitterly.

"Hmm? Oh, sorry"

"I have a message from Mr. Barriole. Tomorrow, at the temple, the mission people will be invited to luncheon. Mr. Ishr said you had to be there."

Camilo's business was an invitation to a luncheon from the Temple Chief, Carno Barriole.

"Of course it's hosted by the Great Cleric."

"Of course it is. All of you, including Buniel the Ritual Master, will attend."

"Oh yeah."

I can't even turn down an invitation from Carno. I don't really feel comfortable with that.

"Okay. Thank you for joining us."

"Yes."

Camilo is having a hard time, he grinned at it.

Camilo knew Ishur didn't like seats like that. On several occasions before, when a man of high stature came to Krembel, Ishur had a voice, but each time Ishur reluctantly responded, sometimes even saying no.

……

Ishur sighed unexpectedly at Camilo's bitter smile.

When Camilo left, Ishur took a moment and headed toward the table of the main temple.

Next to the temple building, walk east towards the surface and south. Across the cobblestone path to the east of the temple lies the temple chief's mansion, the quarters of the three priests. Several smaller bunna trees were planted between the buildings.

Through the side of the temple, the western sight falls far, and an open space appears on the right side of the cobblestone path.

Its squares are divided into stone disc-shaped pedestals, a painting occupied by circularly-arranged cylinders, and empty spaces with several ancient rusty stone tablets standing, covered in weeds and neglected by shrubs. All the stone tablets mimicked the shape of the temple's buildings, each of which contained descriptions of the origins of the Holy Land Krembel and the traces of the first temple chief.

When Ishur glanced at the square, he turned his gaze to the left and the east side of the road.

There were three museums lined up for your stay, in question. They were all built on two floors of stone with dark red roofs, during which time they would be used for lodging their squire, or so that the wooden ocean lacquered little buildings would be sandwiched in stone halls. Buna trees are also planted between the buildings.

Every building is full of signs of one, but there's no one outside and it's not popular. Only the chirping of the little bird echoes around.

Ishur spoke to Nayal as he slowly walked towards the south.

"I wonder which building had signs of Desio's covenant spirit last night"

Nayal doesn't show up clearly as to whether he's paying attention to me or not, but has let only a few signs drift around Ishl.

It's a stone building in the middle.

"Do you know who that Spirit was seeing? Do you know which room is in that building?

Ishur asked Nayal questions as he continued to stand, looking up at the three rows of halls in the middle that he had now planted.

"I'm sorry. I didn't get that far."

"Right. No, thanks for letting me know."

Ishur stopped at the front of the hall in question.

By the iron door, a smaller flag was raised. A shield with an X-shaped pattern, a lion that even takes it from both sides. They were painted in gold or silver on white.

Ishur's expression turned out to be a dangerous one.

The crest definitely belonged to the Cathedral Knights.

After noon that day, Ishur stopped by the Hunter Guild. Today is the day when the Saint Stone Divine Guard Recruiter is announced.

It was less and quieter than one thought to get inside the guild.

Stand in front of the counter and speak to the officials of the guild who were nearby. A middle-aged man with a familiar feeling turned to Ishur. I've seen a face a lot before but I haven't talked much about it. I don't even know his name.

"Oh, Mr. Ischl"

But, naturally, the staff knew about Ishur.

"Professor Holy Stone, this is about the mercenary recruitment results of the escort."

When Ishur nodded silently, the man disappeared into a separate room in the back and came back with some rolls of paper.

"Yes, this first"

A returning official handed me a larger roll tied with red decorative strings.

"What?

A man answers Ishur's question.

"This is a notice of recruitment issued in the temple below. Pass this to the Knights of the Holy Stone Divine Mission."

What do you mean? The King's Bass Al. Oh, my God.

Will you take it?

When Ishur smiled one bitter smile, he called out to see if the man cared.

"What's wrong?"

"No."

Ishur answers the man with a grin on his face.

"Then sign here."

The official nodded one, this time spreading two different rolls of paper.

The contents are both the same, letters of appointment kept by the Alliance and the Recruiter respectively. The details also state that the guild will not be held responsible for anything during the escort, including a general date and details of what will be available on the mercenary side. The departure was three days later, and we met early that morning in front of the temple of the Lord.

This document would have been specially prepared for the Cathedral Church to be the client. Normal requests are only made by the guild to keep a record of who has been appointed, and are not signed by the assignee himself. Of course, I will accomplish the request and sign the receipt when I receive the prize.

Ishur resigned from the guild upon receipt of a notice to be filed with the Knights Commander and a personal refrain from the assignment.

Emilia and the others did not show up.

Once Ishur returned to Marena's house on the mountain and left a roll of paper in his room, he fell straight off the summit of the mountain and followed the shadows to the mountain where he met the Miras yesterday.

Without treading on the earth as a single time, we dance in the sky and take our feet down to the summit of the mountain. I'm alone today.

While practicing the same magic as yesterday, Ishur had something to think about alone.

That was, of course, about the connection between Desio, the head of the Holy Stone Divine Priesthood, and the Knights of the Diocese.

Ishur called Nayarlushk as he lowered his hips to the affordable stone on the summit of the mountain.

"If that Spirit of Light shows up again in the same building as last night, I wonder who you've talked to and what you can find out"

"I can't do that. If you get too close, you'll just notice that spirit."

Hmm. Is it still difficult for Nayal to monitor the Spirit in detail?

Besides, I'm asking her to be vigilant around the temple, as well as to protect me while I sleep. Asking for that and this will put more strain on her.

Ishur stared directly at Nayal's grown-up beautiful face.

"Speaking of which, can the Lord God's Sun, or the Spirit of the Light System, still be a step above the Spirit of other gods?

Rarely does Nayal have the same height gaze as Ishur, lowering his hips to the rock across the street.

"That's not true. What if I kill that spirit?

To?

"It would be nice if it were that kind of spirit. Soon, I'll end you quietly."

Nayal smiled with all her strength in her eyes. An invincible laugh, or something like that?

Here, Nayal turns a colorful gaze on this one and gets weirdly tangled up, which is rarely the case. He said she was a woman serving near the side of Yveda, so I wonder how stressful her job would be if she was in the main office. Maybe what I asked for is a good change of mood for him.

But you can't let what she's been saying go into action. If I did that, Desio would immediately feel that something strange had happened to my covenant spirit.

Spirits extinguished in this world will not be able to be summoned for a period of time, from ten days to a month or even if they are covenant spirits.

Besides.

"He's the Spirit of the Lord, isn't he? If you do that, won't something happen to the Yveda God later from the Lord God?

Nayal replied with a laugh. I look like an adult with a trick to put my hand on my mouth. Beautiful fingertip shape.

"Heh, that's not true. You don't have to worry. The gods don't care about spiritual fights in the human world. God, there's hardly ever been a fight, has there?

Is that true?

If my child gets hit, or if my parents get into the other side because of the noise, then if that's the gods, the world over here and the world over there will be a mess.

But even though it's a story involving the gods, somehow Nayal tells me without any resistance. Okay, is it because it's a natural story?

Ishur instructed Nayal to continue with the role he had asked for.

"Just be as careful as you can for that Spirit of Light movement,"

The wind sounds.

A great deal of earthen smoke rises in the distant mountains.

When Ishur concluded his conversation with Nayal, he began his magical practice with yesterday's review.

Further afield than yesterday, in the mountains, a large three-dimensional lattice structure emerged with the magic of the wind, crushing the rocks and opening the consolidated magic to explode.

Little by little, little by little, far, big, strong, fast.

Ishur then moved on to the practice of making the enclosure of windy magic walls large enough to trap each person appear as numerous and quick as possible. A few days ago, in a battle with the shadow workers who had raided Emilia and trapped the two men with a wall of magic, the same thing.

Suspicious behavior of Desio's Spirit last night. That could mean connecting behind it with the Cathedral Knights, or Kings. Is the leading righteous man a traitor, a double spy?

No. But it's premature to make that determination. Desio may be secretly setting up a ploy to bring the Knights on his side.

Of course there's no problem with that. But still, if he had betrayed the righteous.

If so, it will be irrevocable.

Does Mira know? Should I teach her?

Wouldn't Mira disturb Desio by knowing his suspicions? Desio's actions are still uncertain and surveillance of him must continue. If you're betraying me, you could try swimming for a while. For example, until you arrive at a quartz mine.

Will Mira be able to continue acting well in the meantime?

Ishur meditated his eyes and widened the circle of perception in the surrounding space.

A wall of wind magic that traps people, that is, a cage that traps humans.

Ishur has not yet been asked by Mira how the righteous, gathered from Krembel and Kahar in the quartz mine, the destination, picked out two real pairs of red jade stones from multiple red jade stones mixed with truthfulness, and its detailed steps to be kept in Sharka's body.

When two real red jade stones finally meet at the quartz mine.

You will also know clearly when Desio leaves at that time. If he's a traitor, he's going to set something up.

Ishur made the cage of magic appear at once, more than fifty.

Perhaps in a quartz mine, the righteous, the king, and the multitude could become a moving pattern of turmoil.

The experience of repeated battles with the demons is also likely to help quickly.

Ishur crushed all fifty magic cages in an instant.

At that moment, a strong wind was blown, blowing the blast, which broke the cage, further afield, high in the sky.

It could kill a lot of people again.

But that's synonymous with trapping and crushing Bionato's ambitions, which involve the entire continent.

Do not be cowardly.

Ishur turned toward the city of Krembel and glanced at the main temple at the summit of the mountain, gazing at its far north mountains with quartz mines.

On the front of the main temple on the summit of Krembel is a painting with ten cylinders arranged in a positive circle. The ground is covered with beautifully combined stone. Maybe it used to be a temple or some special altar, with a roof on it.

Not used now but well maintained and not so much damaged as stone cylinders or cobblestones on the ground. The cobblestone has not grown a single grass.

Passing between its circularly-lined cylinders, there is the main temple. The main temple is almost identical in construction to the rest of the temple, and it is not that big for the sake of being a dead or holy place built on a mountain.

Adjacent to the back of the main temple, there is a two-story building with the temple chief's office, reception room for your dignitaries and the clergy's office. The design of the exterior is united with the main temple and, in the distance, it appears connected with the temple to the same single building.

In the building adjacent to its main temple, a dozen people had a room used as a dining room and conference room to be allowed in, where a luncheon was to be hosted by Barriole, the head of the temple.

The next day, Ishur did his chores as one in the morning at the boarding house Marena, and at noon he went through the storage area behind the temple, followed by the dormitory of the cleric apprentice, from behind the main temple to the building where the luncheon was held.

On the cobblestone road, which runs across the summit of Krembel to the north and south into a single letter, there is a gate at the end of the apprenticeship cleric's quarters, clearly separated between the main temple and the formal facilities attached to it and the buildings that are not.

The gate was mostly left open during the day, but there was one big man standing unfamiliar at the gate.

The great man wears a gold-button Knights uniform in white, with a flashy gripping long sword. He had a well-cared for moustache on his tight cheekboned face.

The Knights. Could this be Basal?

The opposing Ishl is dressed in a white shirt with nothing of brown trousers, and the cape is not even woven with feathers.

"Hey, you're the kid who calls Ishr or something."

As Ishur approached the gate, the big man called out.

Sounds like a soldier, a hard, fat voice.

Apparently, this is the Knights Commander.

Ishur felt sick and tired of his heart early on.

You were about to attack your sleep the other day, killing this man's squire.

"Who are you?

Ishur had a dry grin out of power and said it seemed troublesome.

"Ki, you...... Rural peasants have a lively mouth."

While the man says so, he has a distorted grin on his mouth.

As Ishur tried to ignore the man and go too far, the man persisted in saying.

"Rural people don't seem to know courtesy. Kid, it's polite of you to name your name first."

……

This guy..., are you provoking me?

Ishur looked up at the man's face from below as he stopped in front of the man.

"Don't get that dirty mouth in front of me. Deaf ear."

"Come on, what?"

The man swept up to his gums, distorted his mouth and revealed his anger.

My right hand rests on the sword.

Are you serious? You just gave me back with a provocation, but you get on so easily?

Is this the vice president of the White Shield Knights? That's kind of disappointing.

"Hey, this is Temple property for once, right? If you pull it out, I'm sorry I don't care how many knights you have."

Ishur glanced at the foot of the man.

The man stands inside the gate, on the side of the temple.

"Mmm, you. I am not just a righteous knight! I am the Knights of the Holy Stone Mission, Basal La Cres Lulanda."

La Cres? A generation of barons. Well, that's what a vice president of the Cathedral Knights would do.

Most of the righteous knights of the Knights of the Diocese have knights, or are from their houses. It hits their superiors, so it's not weird to have about the Baron of Honor.

But in the end, you're calling yourself that, this uncle. Too much.

Ishur glanced at Basal's face.

This guy's terrible words and actions. Because I'm on the side of the righteous, you're going to be intimidating me. My squire's been killed.

If you're going to intimidate me, you need to have a dozen or so monsters like Red Emperor Ryu, or at least Mira, or Domil Fullsiek.

I can't talk about this.

If we are going to explore what the Kings are trying to do and stand in the way of the righteous in this sacred stone transport, we should have other decent faces. Are you on your way from outside the mission, mercenaries or Kahar, or...

Ishur accidentally clouded his face.

Desio Buniel, chief of mission rites?

"Hmm, kid. Be disrespectful."

Basal smiled an abusive low laugh when he saw Ishur's face and misunderstood.

"Yeah?"

Ishur felt signs of a new one and pointed his face towards the one behind Basal.

Arsenio, a cleric apprentice, looks worried from a short distance and looks at this one.

Me or Basal, are you here to get both? It's time.

Ishur ignores Basal and walks towards Arsenio.

"Wait, kid!... Ha. That."

Basal probably tried to grab Ishur's shoulder, but his arm wouldn't go up.

"Oh, hey, or because"

Basal's face distorts in agony. You're trying to move your own body, you're shivering and stretching your whole body, but you can't seem to move your arms, feet, or hips at all.

Ishur glanced at Basal without expression and spoke to Arsenio.

"Are you guys ready yet?

"Ugh, yeah. Oh, that Knight Commander..."

"Oh, that's hardened by the magic of the wind to keep you from moving. I'm teasing you. depressed."

"Huh? So, but okay? Not good."

Alicenio is blue-faced and hardened.

"It's okay. I don't care. I don't care."

Ishur gave Arsenio a sneer and pulled his arm to the building next to the main temple where the luncheon would take place.

Is that guy in a place called Disturbance Personnel?

But there's no way Desio is going through with such a man in the back, what is it?

There are about ten other Orthodox knights of the Diocese Knights who accompany the Holy Stone Professor. Perhaps there are crooks in it, but not enough power for the two righteous knights to interfere with the righteous. I have a liaison?

"Oh, hey, is this magic? Don't be silly! Do something."

I heard Basal screaming from behind me.

The dining room and conference room where the luncheon hosted by the Grand Cleric would be held already had all the attendees except Ishur and Basal.

The air on the ground was not a bad thing, but everyone sat well behaved and smiled, and every neighbor laughed at each other. In the deepest seat was seated the temple head of the host, Carno Barriole, on the right side of which was followed by three priests from the Holy Capital below Decio, the head of the Holy Stone Divine Priesthood, three priests in the main temple, and on the left by one vacant seat, Mira the inspector of the House of the Holy Kings, the demon conductors, one vacant seat and three righteous knights lined up.

"Hi, Mr. Ishl. I've been waiting. Come on, come here."

Carno smiled and gave him quite an empty seat, calling out to Ishur. That pretty Mira has a full smile.

Everyone's gaze can be directed at Ishl at all costs.

This is troubling......

Ishur smiled and interpreted herself to Carno, but felt himself stiffened by the confusion that covered her heart.

Manners about seating also exist on this continent. Whether it is more or less similar to Japan in the previous life, indoors, the deepest part of the table is the host, its left and right seats are irrelevant, and will be seated sequentially from the highly stately.

This time the priests are seated on the left towards Carno and on the right by the Wizards and Orthodox Knights of the House of the Holy King.

The seat shown by Carno treats Ishur as his next guest of honor.

That seat is troubling.

I have a problem, but I know exactly what Carno's intentions are. Lords and nobles are all invited to their castles and mansions and are encouraged to stay longer if the famous wizards, scholars, bards, etc. who wander the provinces stop by their own territories. Even in this world, there are numerous customs that are very similar to what has once been done around the world in previous life.

Carno is a high priest who rules the Holy Land. He allowed his stay in the temple of the sanctuary, although in the form of cohabitation with a servant, because he decided that he was a famous wizard about me.

Now on this occasion, it also means to him that I am dressed to boast of my own prestige.

So it's rude to turn down Carno's favor, and it's going to crush his face...

"O Grand Cleric, that seat is too much for me. Please forgive me in the last seat."

I just have to let you quit here.

Ishur bowed his head again, and for a moment at that time, stared closely into Mira's eyes and gazed at her.

I'm glad she noticed and took it back well.

"Well, what a prudent man you are, Ishur. Oh ho ho."

Mira just noticed me, the Duke's Lady.

She noticed, but she put her palm firmly on her mouth and did it with a cheek.

It's still a great painting when you look at it raw. Isn't there someone better suited for that pose than you?

"Hey, Barriole. Please forgive us for taking our seats here."

"Oh, yeah, of course, I don't mind. Ishur, don't worry about it."

Carno's laughter is somewhat convulsive.

No way, Mira, you're not the one who made that seat open for me.

That's why Ishur was to sit in the last seat on the cleric's side, which was empty.

"Well, after that, if the Knights Commander has it all..."

And Carno said it like he was talking to himself.

Whoa. I forgot.

I wonder what happened to Mira and Decyl, and so on. One of the righteous knights is about to take a seat with me.

Ishur saw Basal standing over the indoor wall and unraveled the wall of wind magic that had restrained him.

Raise the wall of magic high in the sky and open it in the air.

"No, please wait. When I came here, I saw you as the Knights Commander. You'll see soon enough."

Ishur spoke to the risen upright knight.

I don't think it suits me in time, but it doesn't bother me.

Ishur smiled and looked over at the attendant's face.

"Also, I'm sorry. I'm late."

Soon Basal showed up sweating on his forehead.

It's because of the Knights Commander's big, but I'm shivering at the kokiki. Basal did not try to look at Ishur, but sat in his own seat in a gratuity to Carno.

I would have been desperate to get out of that restraint and rammed.

Even though it's not a substitute that people can do something about.

Ishur grinned over his leaning secrets.

"Bye."

When Carno spoke up, everyone stood up. Ishur also obeys.

"Blessed be Jerez, the Lord of abundance, to all who go."

Everyone thanked Carno for saying so briefly.

Later, dishes, such as dishes served on large plates, were carried by the temple's apprentice clergy.

Large plates also had luxurious meat dishes, such as fried rice noodles and roasted meat. Then a cold cup of tea is served.

Drinking in the temple is just forbidden in the Cathedral Church, and there is nothing particularly taboo about food. They just don't slice the meat of the Warcraft into bites. Some hunters, hunters, and woodcutters may eat warcraft meat at all times, at the time of murder, etc.

Everyone is enjoying the food, but no one talks about the Holy Capital. I feel like I said, "Talk about the Holy King's house."

I talked to a face-to-face Krembel cleric named Listen, in the original seat of Ishl, but he ended up on a topic that was not obvious.

It's hard to be careful, folks.

Ishur had such ironic emotions.

"On this occasion, then, we announce the formation of the Holy Stone Divine Mission"

Towards the end of the luncheon, Desio gave a brief date for the quartz mine, followed by Basal, who began talking about the organization of the mission.

The meeting organized by this high priest also appeared to have been predetermined in the second half to explain the implementation guidelines of Professor Holy Stone to the members of the mission.

Basal added that at the same time mercenaries and miscellaneous husbands were gathered in the square in front of the temple to give similar explanations.

Hmm? I didn't hear that. Me, can I stay here?

Ishur stared at Basal as he stood up and spoke.

This guy didn't tell me on purpose? Or did you just not hear from me because I was called to this seat?

Ishur turned his attention to the Lord's Temple behind him, beyond him. Surely a few dozen or so? There are signs of a gathering of clustered numbers.

According to Basal's description, the Mission's line was precautionary in the front row, assigning three teams of mercenary parties as avant-garde guards, followed by the diocesan knights and court magicians in the form of escorts for the chief priests and the Holy King's inspection envoys, followed by miscellaneous husbands, baggage and, finally, the remaining partay of mercenaries on the rear guard.

"What do you mean, Captain Knights?"

Mira raised her stern voice when she finished explaining Basal.

"Ishur is supposed to participate as a mercenary, but it is only a formality"

Mira sat down and twisted Basal from the bottom.

Everyone's gaze gathers in Mira. Basal's expression is frozen hard.

"Ishur is only Master Desio, the chief of the ritual, and my escort, the inspector. I can't admit that sequence."

Desio's bitter smile is solidifying. Carno looks a little surprised.

Ha, Mira. Sequence, you mean combat sequence?

Some of those present come face to face with Ishur. Ishur smiled desperately and let her gaze wander.

I don't know. I don't care.

Sure, Basal may be trying to separate me from the Miras, but he won't even look at me like that exaggerated.

"Oh, no, but..."

The Knight Commander is upset.

You've come to me so strong. (5) Do you think that you will be able to leave the public house strongly?

"It's okay, Lord Mira. Desio and thou shalt have my summoned Spirit as an escort. Always keep your surroundings alert."

Do you want to demonstrate?

Desio, if you're betraying the righteous, hit me like Basal.

Ishur raised his right hand well.

"Nayal"

The indoor air shakes slightly and a light muscle appears beside Ishur. And when the light flashed hard for a moment, Nayarlushk appeared.

Ishur was stunned to see what she looked like.

A little different from the usual translucent white and glowing appearance.

Nayal appeared halfway to the entity, accessorizing his whole body with blue eyes on wavy silver hair, white robes on white skin, and glowing gold and silver hair decorations and ear decorations, bracelets, etc.

I know exactly what you mean. This probably makes anyone see themselves even if they're not magicians.

Nayal showed up after reading the place properly. But it's still beautiful......

"I am Nayarlushk Bartudshek, who serves near the side of Yveda"

"Whoa, whoa."

Carno and Desio stood up and lowered their heads with their left hands against their chests.

Do they know the name of Nayal? Looks kind of excited.

The other clerics and magicians also rise and hang their heads in Nayal.

Only Ishr and Mira, the Orthodox Knights, remain seated.

Basal shrugged, and Mira turned her chest away and grinned in full.

"Humans. I won't forgive you if you treat the sword roughly."

Nayar gazed hard, and looked over to those around him, and said:

Huh?

"Ha, please forgive me. Great Spirit of the Wind!

Carno kept her head down and told her to scream out loud that she had never even heard before.

The others shouted the same thing. The orthodox knights also rise and bow their heads in panic.

The knights are natural, but they are not as familiar with magic as court magicians and high priests, and they are less interested. Even if you look at Nayal, it would be because of his low response compared to Carno et al.

Jaw up, nayal that doesn't seem to be full.

It seemed that priests and wizards who could see the Spirit could somehow feel things like the difference in the character of the Spirit more clearly than Ishl. Possessing wind magic fixtures may, on the contrary, be making it hard for Ishl to feel it.

Shit...... Was it a bad idea to let Nayal out?

Ishur lifted his hands and enjoyed wanting to hold his head in.

At the end of the meeting, Ishur took his seat early with only the minimum greetings necessary to Carno and the others, leaving the room and heading towards the front of the temple.

He looked like Mira called out something. I have to talk to her about Desio at some point. But there are many people now. The matter is behind us. The explanations given in the square in front of the temple for mercenaries and miscellaneous husbands are already over, and it is felt that the signs of the people who were consolidating are scattered.

Ishur wanted to catch Emilia and see what explanation came from them and what it was all about.

"Please… I hope you are safe"

Did the wind blow? I wonder why.

I felt like I could hear someone praying. It was when Ishur came to the front of the temple.

Ishur turns toward the front of the temple and walks toward the entrance and exit of the temple.

Then now I heard a whispering singing voice, but still clearly. The children are singing in a small voice.

"They're all gone"

Two kids mumble the lyrics alternately.

"You lying in the mud"

Old, old research.

"I will weep"

Children? There can't be little children or anything.

"To a funeral that never ends"

Ishur turned his gaze toward the open door of the temple.

The sunlight coming from the front separates the light from the shadow with a solid line.

Two twins, Pilsa and Puri, who were at Emilia's party, stood side by side in the shadow of an open bronze door, trying to hide.

We're all gone.

You lying in the mud

I weep.

To a funeral that never ends.

We're all gone.

Me lying in the mud

You weep

It was a fun day.

Now they're all just graveyard days.

The twins had a cute childlike voice, mumbling ominous songs.

A song I've never heard in my hometown.

Large-scale plagues and famines rarely occur in this world. But not all of them. This lyric would definitely be based on plague or famine, which happened around here a long time ago.

"Puri on Pilsa"

Ishur just spoke the names of the twins.

"Ishl."

"Ishl."

The twins chanted Ishl's name as the little bird whimpered.

Ishur smiled gently at the twins.

"Have you finished explaining the Holy Stone Transport Guard yet?

"Yeah."

When Ishur asked the twins questions, the two had answered at the same time.

"What about Emilia?

"I'm still praying inside."

The twins also smiled back.

There are signs of more than one person in the temple.

When Ishur entered the temple, about ten people were kneeling on the floor praying. It would be mercenaries and housewives just collected.

Because I stepped on the soil of the sanctuary. It's no surprise that some people pray in the temple because they think so.

Inside the temple are statues of the gods lined behind a vast space of nothing, the same here as the others. The only lights are a few candles erected in front of the statue. It's dim inside.

In that dimness, Emilia, Rabena and Coot were kneeling a little further away from each other in front of them.

I noticed signs of Ishur standing behind Emilia, and I stood up and looked back.

Rabena and Coot don't stop praying. They were round their backs, dropping their shoulders and drooling their heads deep.

The two backs feel unusually heavy.

"Emilia."

"Shit."

Emilia showed her index finger on her mouth and approached Ishl without sound.

"Yes, that's good, right? Ishl."

Emilia whispered in a small voice, not audible to anyone but the two of them.

"I finally forgive you from the top."

There's a grin on her face. There is light in my eyes.

From her collar, she took out the little leather bag that was around her neck. She leaned down as she wrapped it with both hands and cast something like a spell.

When she took her hand off the leather bag, one small leather bag was large and swollen around.

Emilia took a little something out of that bag and showed it along the way.

Blunt, red, glowing stone in the dark. Red Jade Stone.

That's just a little head out of the leather bag.

Did you still have it, too? Take that.

"Ishur is the same avant-garde as us, isn't he?

She has pointed those glowing eyes straight at Ishl.

And whisper.

"Protect us, too. Ishl."