Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

For a moment, Mira opened her eyes wide to Ishur's sudden words of gratitude and turned to a surprised face.

But I laughed happily that I soon found out what Ishur meant by his words.

Above Mira's head, smiling, in the shadow of a mountain gleaming in the night sky, is the figure of a white, shining spirit. Someone would be the spirit summoned by the court magician who noticed the anomaly.

As Ishur tried to stand up, Mira whispered her hand.

"Ishur..."

People are gathering around Ishur. Sharka is a little behind Mira, and she's looking around her neck to the left and right, not sure if she's even trying to sniff the rest of the magic incense. Coot and Nelly are pining, crouching and stretching their backs to check the area.

The lights of their coarse pine lights are shaking in Mira's moist eyes.

"Thanks"

Ishur said softly holding Mira's hand, which was served.

Mira's, there is a demonic shadow in her eyes shaking by the flames of the pine light. Her lips open slightly.

Mira......

Ishur's face slowly draws her to be sucked into Mira's eyes.

But there, a little further behind Mira's oblique back, swelling her cheeks, pointing her lips and staring at Ishur, Emilia's figure came into view.

Ugh......

Ishur escaped Mira's sweet and incensed curse.

……

Mira clouds her expression just a little.

Ishur tilted his neck to Mira's side like that and gave up on her face like she had no choice.

Unfortunately, we can't be immersed in a world just for Mira and the two of us forever.

"... seven or eight people in all."

Nellie called out as she illuminated the body of a black pointed crystal man who had his lungs crushed and killed by Ishl with pine lights.

The other black-spirited men vanished into the night sky as blood smoke. The only thing left as a corpse is a man who has been using mirror magic equipment.

Ishur tightened his expression and turned toward Nelly, nodding silently.

She and Kurt seemed professional on that path, examining the footprints put on the surrounding ground, smelling the blood drifting around them, and trying to find out how Ishur and the Black Spine Crystal were fighting.

"How did this guy kill you? There's no trauma. There is blood coming from under the mask. Did you do the organ with magic?"

I can't tell you the details.

Ishur walks away from Mira as she answers Nelly, walking fast to the body of the black pointed crystal. Next to Nelly illuminating the body, Coot is trying to pick up a mirror that fell to the ground.

"Grandpa, wait."

When Ishur rested Kurt, he walked over to the side of the mirror and dropped his gaze on the mirror facing over it.

There was a three-day moon in the mirror.

No way.

You think this is every moon god's measure? Is that the case?

Ishur stepped down and stepped through the mirror.

emitting a dry little sound, the rare Spirit God magic fixture became just a broken mirror.

"Ah, what a waste"

Kurt then tries to remove the mask from the body of the black pointed crystal that fell on his back.

"Neither can that, Grandpa."

Ishur said in a harsh voice.

"Get away from the body of the Black Spine Crystal. Nelly, too. This body will disappear now."

Desio and the others descend with several pine lights from the top of the mountain. Behind him is also the figure of Basal and other Knights men.

As Kurt and Nelly left the man's body, Ishur unfolded to push the magic of the wind to the ground to crush the body. And the wind blew toward the valley river beneath the mountain hem, and the flesh of the man of the black pointed crystal, and the mask on which he was clothed, erased everything into darkness.

"Mmm..."

Coot makes a small roar.

"Awesome..."

Nelly is stunned.

I had my own arm and sword cemented with the magic of the wind, but she had never seen Ishur use the magic of the wind near me before. The flock of tooth pigs exorcised during the day was far away.

Ishur told Mira, to Emilia, to look over at Kurt and the others.

"A bunch of demons have been sneaking up on me so I exorcised, explain that to the Knights Commander. To the ceremonial chief, Mira. Explain it inside later."

"Okay, I get it."

Mira nodded and turned her heel back, walking towards Desio. Nelly followed her all the way back to me.

Ishur glanced at Emilia and turned a sharp gaze at Kurt.

"Grandpa's got a long run on this, too, right? Then you'll see. If you use the magic of the Spirit God, you will soon destroy yourself."

Ishur dropped his gaze on the magic fixture of the mirror of the trampled Spirit God.

"This mirror was a magic tool that stretched the boundaries of the magic seal to determine the memory of one's heart and show hallucinations. If you can break into hallucinations, the magic will disappear and the junction will be solved. It's just a magic trick to fool one's heart."

Striking hallucinations may well be a daunting expression. A true, right and strong mind is reflected in the phantom in the mirror, and if the subject can feel it, the magic of the mirror disappears.

Spiritual Attack with Mirror Magic Fixtures Concurrently with the activation of magic, establish a magic seal boundary, enclosing some countermagic and spiritual support by the target audience. And it would have been their method of warfare to show the subject hallucinations and in the meantime approach and physically attack them. But if the attacker had a tough mental power, or a clean white figure, the mirror magic appliance would hardly work effectively. If the mirror magic fixture doesn't work, the supposedly attacking side will just be a normal battle to do with magic and martial arts.

Every human being can have malice, suffering, grief, or trauma large or small. The magic fixture of the mirror is there, clinging to human weakness. So maybe it's definitely a horrible piece of magic. It seemed like a special magic fixture, scary to me at least. However, from the military side, which uses magic equipment as a weapon, it is not possible to focus on unstable weapons with significantly different effects depending on the target.

"Perhaps until now, this magic tool and their methods of warfare have been effective. I guess many have been killed. But this magic fixture of the Spirit God's mirror is not necessarily powerful and constant depending on who the object to be used is. Besides, I don't know about that unless I try it. In a way, no magic appliance can ever be more guessed as a weapon"

Ishur glanced back at Kurt again and continued the conversation.

"And the black mask they were wearing, that was the magic fixture of the Hidden Body of the Spirit God, wasn't it?

Ishur's lips distort to an ironic grin.

I didn't even have to touch my hand to make sure. I knew right away. I could feel some intense indication that it was magic or something less pleasant.

"You mean the magic equipment of a hidden body because you hide your face? But not in such a black mask. If you don't activate the magic, just hide your face and it's noticeably very unusable during the day. Well, I guess it doesn't matter if it's for the night only, but considering it's user-friendly, your tattoos are much better."

Kurt is listening to Ishr in silence. Emilia limps a little away from Ishur and stares at Ishur with an expression taken lightly.

"This is what all the guys called Spirit God Magic Equipment look like, isn't it? It looks like a terrible piece of magic. Its fruit, it's not something, it's fatally flawed in some things."

Once upon a time, there was a tremendous flaw in that magic fixture of reflection that came out of a story I heard from Gorn.

Ishur let his gaze swim up the mountain as he spoke.

One man approaches me from the dark in the back. A blurry figure floats up in the lights of Coot's listed pine lights. Looks like he's dressed as a cleric. Is it Desio?

Above the mountain hem, Mira can be heard explaining to the assembled Basal and other Orthodox knights and Serda and other court magicians.

"All the magic tools of the Spirit God, if they continue to be used, may destroy themselves with great repentance. They contain contradictions, disobedient events, so to speak, the magic of ruin."

The magic of ruin, is it just an exaggeration?

Lifia's illusion in that mirror and Mira's voice heard represented the truth itself. The magic equipment of the Spirit God is so suggestive because it is full of contradictions that it alarms man and implies something.

If you don't realize that, there's probably ruin ahead of you.

Ishur said, pulling in a sarcastically distorted grin and putting on a serious face.

"Aprosius admonishes man. No magic appliance is universal. See what lies ahead of magic, and don't forget it."

……

For a moment, a harsh look appeared on Coot's face, as if it were someone else.

Hmm?

It was scratched out in the flickering of the flames of the pine lights as Ishur gazed.

"You know what, Lord Ishur?"

And there was a man's voice from the side.

There was just one Desio, coming all the way to Ishur's side.

Desio has bowed his head deeply to Ishl when he says so.

Kurt across the street is rocking his neck forward, dusting, and rowing the ship.

Ishur breezed into the burning fire only slightly, fortifying the fire.

The area is getting lighter and brighter. Ishr and Kurt are on watch now. Kurt repeatedly relaxes, sleeps and wakes up all the time whether the other person is Ishl and relieved.

After that, Ishur briefly explained to Desio that he had been attacked by the Black Spike Crystal. Because I wanted to see what look appeared on Desio's face and how he would react.

Listening to Ishur, Desio was startled at the beginning, followed by a cloudy expression. It was the same reaction as the model.

"Perhaps the king found out that Lord Ishur was attached to the righteous."

Desio has said this is the same thing as the model.

Ishur told Desio in a quiet tone, without discouragement.

"It's late or early, that's all."

I will not hide what I have attached to the righteous, because it will be a formidable threat to the Kings, which is what Mira was saying. Then I can't help but see that he sent the assassin as a problem. I'm ready for that. If Bionato keeps sending assassins, I just need to keep knocking them down.

I don't care about that. But there are things you can't miss.

"Now you, Mira and Cerda, there are many righteous shadow-workers, from Krembel and Kahar to the Holy Stone mine. Even if the Kings don't know that it takes place in the Holy Stone Mine, anyone can imagine that the righteous are trying to do something important. That's what made me so decisive, that's all."

Ishur said his gaze sharply.

"It doesn't matter if you know what they're trying to do here. Think they'll interfere with everything they can at the Holy Stone Mine, and we should take good care of it."

Two red jade stones now each on a different route to the Holy Stone Mine, when it comes together, that's when the Kings will probably come up with even more massive obstruction work than today's Black Spike raid. They must also closely monitor the righteous in holy stone mines. You won't be able to hide this plan through to the end.

Desio nodded silently and many times with a slightly threatening look at Ishur's words.

If this man is on your side, it will be a warning, an advice. A traitor can be intimidating, provocative.

Ishur smiled softly as he deflected his face from the light of the surrounding pine lights.

"Morning...... Ishl. Time to alternate."

"Good morning.... Oh, Lord Coot is asleep. Mr. Ishur. Good morning."

Puri and Rabena came out of the tent and whispered.

Rabena has been stuck in her tent all morning, and she has beautiful flowing dark hair.

Puri, on the other hand, said his eyes were puffy and he was still asleep.

"Whoa, whoa, good morning"

Coot shouted in a panic as he rubbed his hand on his mouth, whether it was salivating or drooling.

Good morning, Grandpa.

Ishur smiled hard at Puri and Labena and said "Good morning," Kurt said unfathomably in a low voice, with the meaning of the protest.

It was also "phew" and when Puri made a cute stretch, Labena laughed in a low voice and Ishl was also followed and laughed. There was also a grin on Kurt, who was still sleeping.

Ishur did not enter the tent when he stood up, but took the iron pan, which was placed on the ground opposite the burning fire.

"Oh, Mr. Ishur, I will wash it," Labena called out, but Ishur refused because he could not sleep even if he lay down, and walked away to the creek, which runs through the north side of the mountain hem, hanging out the pan.

After the Black Spike Crystal raid, Ishur lay down in a tent to rest his watch, but physical and mental fatigue made the feeling of what was meaningless and daunting, and his nerves upside down and he couldn't sleep much.

I can't help it after what happened. It gets hard during the day but I just have to put up with it.

Ishur walked slowly, chewing down the absences.

Did you wake up early in the camp or I can feel signs of one moving inside and outside the tent. There are also a few men of miscellaneous husband in the creek who line up on the river edge of the creek to wash their faces, cloth cuts and dish-like things.

Hmm.

Ishur opened her sleepy eyes and desperately enjoyed that she was about to stop for a moment.

In casual footsteps, Ishur showed his back and entered between the men who were crouching and mid hips towards the creek.

On the left side of Ishl, upstream, a middle-aged man in a disappointed body washes dishes rather than small fat. On the right there was a slightly taller man washing the cloth.

Ishur silently immerses the pan in the river stream.

Then an endless tree vessel flowed from the top.

Ishur leaned into the creek and reached out and tried to take the vessel of the tree.

"Oh, I'm sorry"

The man on the left called.

and, at the same time, signs of a man on the opposite side waking up a body and stepping on both legs.

Ishur swept his whole body diagonally as he rallied the magic of the wind under his body.

Previously, when Nayal captured the Spirit, he wrapped the magic of the wind around his body by imagining a streamlined stream of wind magic, that one.

The wind rang around. The wind is mixed with the sound of something moving at high speeds, other than yourself.

This is awkward.

Ishur twisted his body and turned around, trying to escape further and further at its apex.

The magic of early sight was activated when he turned around in the air and his head was beneath him and turned towards the men on the river's edge.

A tiny ball of iron orbiting slightly beneath Ishur's gaze, one smaller than a grip, moves slowly. From the iron sphere the chains were stretched.

Split torso lock!?

Bora!

A bola is a throwing weapon in which two or three iron balls, stones, etc. are tied together in ropes or chains of moderate length. It swings and is also used as a strike weapon.

A man on Ishur's right purposefully flushed a plate of wood, and where Ishur stretched his body to take it, a man on his left swung and struck Bora.

The man on the right is in a position where he pulls the knife out of his hips and rests on his hips, penetrating towards Ishl. The man's gaze looks at Ishur's position, which was still on the river's edge.

These guys......

Iron balls moving under Ishur's gaze won't hit if they stay like this. But it would suck if the man on the right had captured Ishl's movements and changed the orbit of the iron sphere diagonally up. With a man just twisting his wrist a little, the iron ball track would change easily. Before a man twists his wrist, can he touch the Bersch family ring?

So the blade of wind began to appear beside Ishur at a tremendous speed.

Is that Nayal?

A space where everything seemed stationary with the magic of early sight. Through it the blade of the wind flew in shape at different speeds, breaking the chain that stretched out of the iron sphere.

Ishur cut the magic of early sight and jumped Bora's man's neck with a mass of wind magic as he descended on the other side of the creek.

An iron ball falls into the river and a splash rises. Ishur suppresses the reactivation of the early-seeing ring.

A man with a knife across a blister that fills his sight steps on it.

The moment the man glanced at Ishur, the man stained bright red. And Zun, left a low, heavy sound and disappeared without a trace. A wind blew around Ishur and ran through.

Ishur looked up at the sky where the blood-stained man disappeared and exhaled one loud.

It was dangerous.

But you didn't have to kill him. It's subtle if you want to talk, but there was something I wanted to hear, and I could have turned it over to the Knights.

"Thank you, Nayal. Thanks."

But Ishur merely conveyed his thanks to Nayal.

"I'm sorry. I didn't use magic because I was killing people. I was a little late."

Nayal's voice was heard from his ear.

"And the swordsman's reaction, that was quick.... you expected?

"Oh, somehow"

Win the main raid and keep a trap in the secret in anticipation of where this one got off guard...... It's a common pattern. This rather lived the experience of previous life. Comics on the numerous (and again) novels, films and dramas that flood...... the experience that has touched them lived.

But I didn't know you'd be using Bora at that distance.

No, didn't it resemble the old Japanese bronze chain rather than Bora?

Ishur looked around in a tough face.

There are no other abnormalities. There are only two assassins.

"Hih."

A man who was downstream from Ishur and the assassin men is shivering through his hips.

In front of a man who could wear a buttcake and threaten, was the body of a man who had his neck jumped.

Ishur dropped his gaze on a body without a neck.

One ambush and tow in the two groups and the other a stout blow. The M.O. resembles the two groups that attacked us at the village chief's house in Fugo. Was that an assassin released by Bionato, not Borderline Uncle?

No, it's not strange that there's something like an assassination group across countries in the society behind the continent.

Nayal appeared softly and thinly in the front of Ishur.

Nayal also gazes at a corpse without a neck.

"Whatever it is, in the end, the scariest thing is human beings."

The two assassins dissipated their killing and did not use any magic. Maybe that's why Nayal thought so.

Beyond the seemingly transparent Nayal, I saw Puri and Rabena rushing this way.

Ishur then asked Rabena and others to go and get Mira and Basal and others, and himself recovered the iron pot that fell into the creek and the iron sphere of the minute torso chain severed by Nayal.

Ishur's issue of paying back the assassins was dismissed in Mira's ruling, and Basal also acknowledged. I couldn't help but admit it. I could not go against Mira's decision of the five public houses with the Holy King's inspection envoy.

Basal is a kingship. Without Mira, the battle between Ishur and his assassins would have been regarded as a private struggle, the mercenary of the mission escort could have been relieved of his duties and Ishur could have been expelled from the mission.

Because of keeping Nayal from coming out because he could talk, Basal behaved as arrogantly as before when he was alone with Ishur.

He seemed to stay after Mira and the others left the scene, aiming for an opportunity to be one-on-one with Ishur.

Basal has been blatantly intimidating when he is alone with Ishur.

"I will inform His Majesty the King of this matter upon his return to the Holy City. Be prepared."

But Ishur almost blew it out when he heard it.

"Ku, fu..."

Ishur put his hand on his mouth and said to Basal with a loose face.

"Isn't that nice? Your Majesty will be more pleased to finally tell you about last night's demonic raid."

Ishur said coldly that he would turn off his smile there.

"I hope we can make it home safely to Estford before then. If we don't make it home alive, we can't report it to Bionato."

In the Holy Stone Mine, these guys will also be obstructing the righteous with strength.

"What?! You, hey, I didn't know you were going to call your majesty--"

And when he hardened and quieted the body of the fierce Basal with the magic of the wind, Ishur turned his back on him, and walked towards the tents of Emilia, who hung out an iron pot.

The body without the neck was buried beside the mountain hem, at the hands of the miscellaneous ladies.

A series of mountains that will last as far as I can see.

On the east side, the peaks of the higher mountains are white-covered with snow. The end of that mountain eventually melts to the horizon and disappears. If you turn your eyes to the west, the ridges of the mountains, which are slightly lower and softer, disappear into the sumptuous plains that lie ahead.

It's a magnificent view as far as I can see. But every day, for a few days, anyone gets tired of it.

Since the raid of the Black Spike Crystal, as well as the raid on Ishur, everything against the righteous, the king's obstruction lurked a perfect halt.

Every day of the scenery, with no substitute for even continuing to walk, the occasional hordes of demons and fire dragons became the only stimulus to comfort the boredom of those in the mission.

However, the exorcism of the attacking warcraft will also be over in no time if Ishur gets his hands on it. Ishur deliberately gave Nayal a party of mercenaries and court demon guides one or two strikes before ending them, or if they were a bunch of demons, he left only the last one or two and adjusted them to let them hunt.

The main road, which runs all the way down the mountain ridge to its destination, connected to several mountain ranges, branching off and all the way northeast.

The trail along the ridge of that mountain also lowered its altitude slightly from around the sixth day after leaving Krembel, with many descending paths.

On the eighth day, when there were more tall trees around us, including down the mountain, and the scenery around us began to change, it became intense rain in the early morning, and the day became a rest day. The mission had been camping just on the wide river edge of the Valley River since the day before, and it was to continue camping as it was that day.

"Did you say Mount Outer Ring?

Mira said as she watched the rain continue to fall from the dim tent.

……

Ishur nodded silently. Ishur also sees blurry rain.

"Tomorrow we will finally be inside Mount Outer Ring. From there to the inner mountains with the Holy Stone Mine, you will be a forcible army that will continue to walk all night."

Mira took her gaze off the rain and turned her face to Ishl.

"So I'm glad you're off today."

……

Ishur nodded silently again.

Ishur glanced at his left hand, into the northern sky. The sky that you see across the trees smokes in the rain, and you can't see the mountains like the outer rings of Double Caldera or the shadows like it or anything.

Ishur also pointed his face at Mira and said to Cerda sitting behind it at a glance.

"From the Black Spike raid, they never set me up"

Inside Mount Outer Ring there are numerous Warcraft. There can be no ambush in that area.

"The Kings will undoubtedly come to concentrate their power on the Holy Stone Mine"

Of course, my assassination would have been the main objective of the Black Spike Crystal and the two assassins. If you can't kill me, it will be a powerful reconnaissance, so to speak, of my strength, especially in interpersonal combat.

From now on, we will not put in wasted force, and we will put all our efforts into the holy stone mines where the righteous gather. The other person has simple, lucid, split thoughts.

This feeling...... Dangerous one, you can see it as.

I think it would be a good hand to fatigue this one to keep attacking the little one every night, but I have some nayals on my side, and the Kings just aren't going to have that much fighting power. If we continue to force ourselves into hand-held warfare, their warfare may also be depleted. There won't be hundreds or thousands of people like Black Spike Crystals.

A dangerous one, who is it? Head of the Black Spike Crystal (Osa), commander of the scene......

Is it still Bionato?

"As soon as I get to Flage, I'll go see" Oomeo's Tongue ”. Let me check the surrounding terrain. Then we'll have a meeting as soon as possible."

If you don't try to get on the ground, you can't decide on any details.

"Okay, I get it."

And, Mira.

"Yeah."

Cerda nodded and drank a small cup of golden muscle in both hands in a white magnetic with tea.

Cerda said with a grin that Ishur and I would meet each other.

"When you come to Mira, you can have a warm cup of tea even on a rainy day."

Ishur nodded and mouthed his own tea. Tea has a thin flavor but a unique warmth that permeates the whole body.

Mira leans her neck slightly to the side and smiles silently.

Today is a rest day, so Mira invited me to tea.

Mira had brought either Belmura's to warm the tea or an unusual shaped iron bottle with exotic fun. An iron bottle can be hot without setting fire to it with the magic of Sharka.

Cerda seemed to have come to visit Mira's tent because she wanted a warmer cup of tea than talking to Ishur and the others. Cerda lives in the tent of the court magician long after she leaves Krembel, with moderation and without being sweet on her best friend Mira.

"Cerda, did you make any unusual moves to the other court magicians?

Ishur asked Selda a question.

There are three remaining court demon guides, the man is Bernard Iad of earthly magic, Aggio Orcar of fire, the woman is Dana Rubinoni in the wind, all in their late teens and early twenties, a little above Mira and Cerda but young and aligned.

Mira's story was that they were all righteous neighbors, but Ishur doesn't know them very well, to the extent that they beckon each other even face-to-face.

"... yeah. No problem to my knowledge. Maybe Dana and the others will cooperate if you ask.

That would be so......

The nocturnal movements are made to be watched by Nayal along with Desio and other clerics, Basal and other knights. There have been no suspicious moves on the road, including Decio in question, to date.

There is also the matter of Desio. It's a situation where you can't wipe away your anxiety completely, even if you're on your side. So even if you draw the other court demon leaders to your side, in case they were kings, no, they just responded passively, which can increase the degree of confusion when it comes to having trouble.

When two real red jade stones meet in "Oomeo's Tongue," the most important thing I have to be vigilant about is that enemy allies get in and fight each other, people who don't know if they're enemies or allies get in, they get in such a state of confusion, confusion. No matter how many moves or magical signs you can read, it can be difficult to identify enemy allies in the dark of night.

It just doesn't make sense to me to have more allies. On that day, even in the dark, there are signs that you can see someone, even the Mira and Emilia will come alone, and it would be ideal to fight that way, sweeping away the enemies of the outside world before they compactly squeeze the civil war into a state of turmoil.

"There hasn't been a Kingslayer raid since, and you're still right, Ishr, since you got to the mine."

Since then, it's about the Black Spike Crystal and the two assassins.

Mira said with her face to Ishur.

"What makes everything work?"

"Oh."

Ishur nodded at nothing and looked out.

Deep green covering the opposite bank of the Valley River in a gray sky. The water in the Valley River is dark and cloudy to speed up the flow.

Ishur felt the magical brilliance of multiple winds and the tremor of the air in the back of the forest, far away. Nayal is exterminating the Warcraft approaching the camp. It's a trinket from the feel of it. It would be around a bunch of red-eyed wolves or little devils (cobolts).

Mira, Cerda, even Sharka don't respond. I'm probably the only one who noticed.

When the altitude dropped and there were more trees around, the presence of the Warcraft also increased. It is also approaching the double caldera.

The clouds are thick and low. But the rain legs are getting a little weaker.

It will stop in the evening if it continues to work.

It's going to be hard to start a fire, but you'll manage to have something warm for dinner.

... everything, huh?

Ishur rebelled Mira's words in his heart.

No, it was just a vague squeal in my heart.

Emilia came out of the tent behind her and sat beside Ishur that night as Ishur, who was on watch, sat vaguely in front of the bonfire.

She silently erased her signs and snuck up beside Ishl all the time.

"Time for an alternation already?

She laughed lightly and shook her neck sideways as Ishur turned to Emilia and spoke.

There is a lot of burning from group to group around, but the fire is weak and the flames are small and dark. The daytime rain had dampened the firewood I had carried on my carriage horse, and I was struggling to start a fire everywhere.

Ishur encircled a bunch of firewood that had been hit by the wind's magic walls, and let the wind blow and let the moisture fly. From the tent of the court magician, flames were blowing up flashly at times. He seemed to use the magic of fire to start a fire of fire.

Are court magicians also like customs and codes or they tend to hate to use their magic conveniently in their normal lives? Many hold fast to the idea that their magic is for the king, who is the master, or the owner of their own home, and that it is what they use to protect themselves and help and fight someone.

Once upon a time when Maryas and I were headed to Fugo, Maryas rarely used the magic of fire to ignite the fire. When it rained like it did today, when there were only wet branch leaves around me, that's the only time I used it. It is the same even for Nina. Even when washing clothes and dishes, I washed them in water fields such as springs and streams, and only served water balloons.

It's just that Mira has a high appearance, but uses her own magic conveniently for proportions. I often use gold magic to warm my tea.

Emilia, are the shadow workers any closer to Mira? It doesn't feel so constrained by the use of magic.

"You know, you're almost to the Holy Stone mine. So I thought I'd just talk to Ishul."

Ishur, who was a little in love or a blurry look at the flaming flames of the burning fire, turned to Emilia with a stiff face.

"She slept a little... Is everything okay now?

"Oh, I'm fine"

When Ishur nodded many times and answered trying to fix it, Emilia began to talk to Ishur by leaning over her body and whispering.

"It's my red jade stone."

She grabbed the leather bag she hid in her chest from the top of her clothes.

"This is real."

Ishur opened his eyes in amazement.

"Become..."

Emilia kept talking when she laughed very, very small.

"I have my sister Endra at a mercenary party headed from Kahal, and she has the other real red jade stone."

"It's..."

I didn't know Emilia had the real thing......

Mira told me what she had was fake. So I was wondering if Cerda had the real thing.

Emilia has been attacked by her peers who seem to be kings since she came to Krembel. Isn't it most dangerous for her or Endra to possess the real thing? Of course, it can be assumed that they were all brought real because they would all have that idea, but nevertheless...

"This leather bag I have is nothing to look like."

Emilia came out of her chest with a small leather bag that was lowering from her neck. That's what I've shown Ishr at the temple then.

"This is still a precious magic tool of the Spirit God. I can hide anything the size of this bag can fit through its mouth. It's more than one thing, too, more than once. And if you don't cast the same spell you cast when you put it in this bag, you can't take it out."

I see......

"Can I get as many gold coins, jewels, and take them out?"

"Actually, the number of spells increases and I can't remember it, so it's going to be enough."

Right, so you're going to need a different spell, so to speak, a password for every thing you put in?

"I do think I can use it adequately as a valuables holder, but what happens if I break that cloth bag?

Leather bags are pretty small and won't inflate no matter how much you put in them. Looks like nothing's in there. If it's a small thing, I can tell you it's a good place to hide it.

Emilia smiled and, of course, you know, said she would have a look like that.

"If you break it, the magic will break and what you put inside will disappear and you will never be able to take it out again."

"Hehe, I see. Certainly the magic of the Spirit God."

"So if you don't take me alive and torture me, you can't take the red stone out of this sachet. And when I have endured unto the end, the red jade stone shall be protected. I know I'm going to die."

That's right...... It's just that I'm sure I won't have to rub any more than the worst that Desio and his clerics had the real thing, etc.

What if Desio and the others had real red jade stones? What if Desio was a traitor? When that happened, it was about to become the biggest concern, but now I'm worried about it, and I don't need to turn my mind around.

"Okay."

Ishur said to Emilia in a contemplative sight.

"It's okay, as always. They might understand you when you get close to me, and your daughter in that Duke's house will get angry, won't she?

Emilia has joked in a bright voice about whether she tried to relax Ishur's nervous mind.

"And now I'm going to teach you a spell to take the red stone out of this bag."

Only Emilia doesn't break her bright look.

"Endra and Coot, maybe only a few more people know this spell."

"It's..."

Emilia, you......

"I want Ishr to know. You are the strongest. Because whatever happens, I think you're the only one who's gonna survive."

You're absolutely right. But.

"Grab the bag, Spirit God, I beg you, unborn. Build and pay. I say."

……

Ishur looked tough when he heard that.

I don't know if I was born, I guess I mean the Emilia sisters. That would be a cipher, so to speak. Those who do not know their origins cannot understand.

"Is Emilia raised in a temple orphanage?"

"Yes, I don't even know my parents' faces."

Emilia smiles.

Ishur remembered the children he protected in Ellistar.

In the temples throughout the city of the diocesan church, there are many places where orphanages are co-located. Alternatively, the temple chief may run it jointly with the city's guilds and elites.

Children raised in orphanages are either given to some house or become artisans belonging to the guild they fund. Rarely, but smart kids become cleric apprentices and sometimes aspire to clergy.

Furthermore…….

"Me and Endora were messed up when we were kids..., you know Ishl, right?

"Oh."

Ishur looked far away and into the darkness at the tip of the flame that swung in front of him.

From a young age onwards lumpy, driven, active and agile children will be especially chosen to acquire shadow-working training that comes with churches like Purple Spike Crystals.

"When this work is done, me and Endora are supposed to be specially allowed to become official clerics and be assigned to temples within the Holy King or in other countries. Inside, of course, but you told me that you saw me directly under Ulturo Barioni II, and that you and my sister would send me to work together."

Emilia said she was given a real red jade stone and a leather bag at that time.

Emilia smiled and said, dreaming face.

"I think it's a little temple somewhere in the country, but that's okay. If I go to the temple, I'll go to the orphanage with my sister."

"Right..."

"Sometimes I didn't like it when I was in the orphanage, but there was a lot of fun. There was also a gentle cleric. So I'll take care of a lot of children without parents."

Emilia's wonderful words.

But she revealed her expression there.

"So if Bionato is going to make both the Cathedral and the Holy King's family his own and dominate the continent, I'm going to have trouble. I don't want it to be a world of war."

"Right."

Emilia will look at me.

"There's no point in not aligning two red jade stones. Either way, if we had one, we wouldn't be able to do anything about Bionato. So don't worry. If ever, you hold it."

Emilia has looked at me.

And whispered.

"If thou hadst a red jade stone, we shall never lose. Because you're the strongest man in the world."

I hear wild birds roaring in the clear sky.

The next day, down a loose mountain path for about half a day, we saw a large series of rocky mountains from among the trees. The gray mountain skin, glimpsed from between the greens, is felt quite close.

We have finally reached its outer ring, the double Caldera with the Holy Stone Mine.

Ishur secretly bit his lips off.

Beyond that mountain, the ambitions, desires, and hopes of many are swirling.