Mira's whimpering echoes.
Ishur stared silently behind Carno. Carno's white back in cleric clothes disappears into the shadow of the building of the main temple.
For a moment I felt like I had a glimpse into the depths of that man's heart. That would never be white, colourless, bright and pure, like that cleric garment. The man hasn't given up on himself yet.
"Mira......, it's okay"
Ishur knelt down on one knee and said in a whispering voice right next to Mira's face.
"I'm done."
Mira raised her wet face in tears. Mira turned her hands around Ishur's neck and hugged him.
Ishur rubbed Mira's back many times.
"Did you see that? Mira."
As Mira settled in, Ishur spoke to her so. Mira's head is right next to her.
Her swirling, golden, supple and delicate hair fills the edge of her vision. A hint of sweetness drifts from her, tickling her nasal cavity.
"... me, me..."
When Mira let go of her body, she stared straight into her tearful eyes.
"I saw it. That's..."
Mira shuddered fine but smiled.
And I uttered the name.
"Lord God......, Jerez"
Sorry to bother you.
From beside Ishur and Mira, a risen Sharka called out.
Am I interrupting...
Ishur stood up with Mira in her hand.
"Are you all right? Mira."
"Yeah. It's okay."
Mira answered Sharka's question firmly.
"How have you been, Sharka?
Ask Sharka a question from Ishur.
Perhaps Sharka was bounced from that space and left behind on this real, stone slab.
"You and Mira disappeared... suddenly out of strength, unable to stand. After a while the wind suddenly changed direction and the earth shook and the sun felt blinking. Then you have the magic of the wind god."
Sharka looked around.
"You're back. And my magic has returned."
"Right."
Ishur also tried to follow Sharka's gaze and did his eyes around him.
On the road stretching from the side of the main temple to the north and south, nothing has changed and many are preparing to leave.
Perhaps they didn't see and feel anything.
Nelly jumped out of the cluttered mass of the horse and the load and walked over here. She wouldn't have known what had happened either, but I guess she was suspicious to see how this one went, especially when she saw Mira crying and hugging me.
And after Nelly, Dana and the court magicians jumped out of the mansion. On the contrary, they must have felt something strange, even in the invisible mansion of this ruin.
You can't do this now.
One of them is gathering here.
I want to talk a lot to Mira who sees the same thing in my eyes, and I want to think for myself, but now I can't. You should turn around later.
Ishur did his gaze to Mira.
"Ishur, you know..."
I guess she wants to talk to me, too. The blue eyes staring at me are wide open. You won't try to leave me.
... Sword, are you okay?
Nayal looked worried and spoke from ear to heart. I won't show up, but I'm close.
... I'll call you later. Now wait.
Ishur shrugged his face away from Mira and told him to whine slightly with his mouth.
"Mira, we'll take some time to discuss this later. I have a lot of errands to run. You can't tell anyone about this."
Ishur glanced at the approaching Danas.
"Yes, I understand."
Mira held her hands in front of her chest and nodded loudly. I already have a smile on that face.
"... I'll see you later"
Ishur stepped back from Mira and dropped his gaze on the stone slab of his feet.
Not a single grass grows in the stone crevices and is less damaged. Sometimes it feels unnatural, but not as unusual.
"Just in case, you better stay away from this ruin any longer"
Ishur walked west on the stone board when he told Mira that, disappearing straight from the edge of the cliff on the summit of the mountain (Fuchi).
Ishur headed to the Hunter Guild.
As he had previously descended from the summit of Krembel, Ishur stepped down to the edge of the river (the snare) flowing in front of a mountain with guilds.
Downstream, there's a bridge right in front of you.
"The smell of the river has changed."
From all around, as if competing with the running water of the river, a grasshopper stands up.
Summer is almost here.
"Nayal"
When Ishur turned his face to the universe and called in a whispering whisper, Nayal also appeared quietly to respond to Ishur's whisper.
Let's get her home. That's it for today. That's the kind of contract it was.
"I was surprised."
"Oh, I was worried"
Ishur gazed at the face (toe) of Nayal. of her floating expression, and not to miss any minor changes.
I'm sure Nayal won't answer anything about that.
"They call that ruin the seat of the Sun God."
Nayal erased her expression and nodded small.
"I met Jerez. There."
Ishur stared silently at Nayal's crystal-like eyes.
Nayal shrugged her neck as she shrunk her shoulders slightly.
"The sword is so mean."
When Ishur leaned his neck and grinned like a blur, he turned his gaze to the unknown and did a trick to take a moment and think about it. And when I saw Nayal's face again, I suddenly changed the subject and mentioned something completely different.
"... thanks for everything. He worked really hard for me for a long time. I took care of you."
"Ugh, yeah."
Nayal's face becomes bewildered. Ishur looked at her face as she lowered her smile deeper.
And suddenly I pulled back the story.
"So, what does Nayal know about that ruin? Just a little bit. Tell me."
The grin on Ishur's face is slightly distorted.
"If you suddenly think you've said something tough..."
Nayal leaned down and sighed small, pointing her lips, staring resentfully at Ishur.
"Really sloppy one"
Ishur gave an uncontrolled grin this time, as he deceived something.
The tough thing, is that what I said when I met Jerez?
Ishur was either conscious or unaware, "I met Jerez" by accident, putting out the name of the Lord God and alerting Nayal, then suddenly changing the subject and twisting Nayal, baffling her and shaking her, and finally bumping into a question that barely poked her in the middle.
Nayal sighed one sigh as she meditated her eyes with a look like she'd given up something. And when I opened my eyes, I drew my expression and said with a serious hard tone, staring firmly at Ishur.
"... that place is closer to magic than magic. Unmoveable, Unportable Magic Fixtures"
Ishur turned a stiff face.
Magic gear? Right. It's a fixed-type magic tool.
If that's a magic device...
"I mean, magic equipment that creates magic equipment,"
Nayal turned his gaze away.
"Magic Fixtures of the Sun God...... It's not that far from here, it's in the west, isn't it?
"Oh."
Ishur also looked at Nayal's stare.
Is it not so far from the Spirit? From here to the Sacred Capital, the cathedral is about four hundred miles (scar, about two hundred and sixty km) away.
But "Magic Gear of the Sun God”?
The Sun God is the Creator God. So the magic equipment of the Sun God can also produce new magic equipment?
"When that thing starts, the wind magic is totally turned down. Will there be any measures? Don't you know Nayal?
This is important. If you figure this out, if this thing resolves.
Bionato is as good as dead.
But Nayal shook his head to the side.
"I don't know that. Even if I knew, I couldn't tell you."
... Is it not that easy after all?
Then we have to do something before the magic equipment of the Sun God starts.
Miscellaneous noises disappear from around Ishur. Only a small spiral of the river can be heard.
Worst, destroy it before it starts.
But is it commensurate with Bionato's death? Will I have rewarded Emilia, Endra and Cerda for doing that?
If I do that, at least I won't be able to stay on this continent. We have no choice but to flee to the continent of Belmura.
Was there a lot of giant bug demons over there?
"Sword, what's wrong?
Nayal called out to Ishur, who smiled sarcastically.
"No, it's nothing"
It's just not a good idea to destroy between the Lord God.
We still have time. Let's figure something out.
Same as always. I just have to go to the basics.
Gather information and think. Gather information and think. —— I just have to repeat that.
Ishur raised his face and stared at Nayal.
"Thank you for the last time. Nayal, today is the last day I signed with you."
……
Nayal nodded silently, with a strange face.
I wonder what it is. Do you still care about that night you fought with Oomeo's tongue?
Even though that wasn't Nayal's fault.
"Call me again, about me. Just put my name in the recall spell and you'll be fine."
That's nasty again.
Uh, Nayarshq Bartud......, damn, what is it?
Let's find out next time. Let's remember it right. When you get to the Holy Capital, arrange for Decio to do a second reading for the seminary's childhood. It's a little embarrassing though.
"Okay, I got it."
Nayal moistened his eyes and grinned and nodded as Ishul answered for a little while.
Ishur said with a small smile.
"What's going on? You used to make fun of me."
"The sword really made me fall in love."
Nayal said softly. He wipes his tears with his fingertips around his eyes.
Ishur was gibberished for a moment by Nayal's "loving and loving" words, but her expression seemed more like that between a man and a woman, rather than feelings for her family, such as those she had for her younger brother or nephew.
From Nayal's apparent age, it would be rude to perceive it as just love for my child.
"Right..."
"Yeah. Next time, I'll turn into a real person and meet you. Wait."
A sharp, electroshock-like chill swept over Ishur's entire body.
Whew..., no...
"Then I'll go home. I'm sorry I haven't been very helpful. Swordsman."
"That's okay, Nayal. Don't worry about it. See you later."
Did you get vegetables, tears and never show them before, a little childish, familiar feeling nayal.
Ishur deliberately said a bright, reassuring, farewell word.
Nayal nodded and couldn't help but smile and slowly disappeared.
One day a woman swordsman, like Dirhild, disappeared over the river (Kawaya), in the wind.
Her tearful Shizuku, left behind, is carried by the wind and drifts forward to Ishur.
When Ishur reached out, it touched his fingertips and began to disappear like a chavon ball.
At that moment, Ishur felt the innocent magic shine a little brighter.
Rivers and mountains, houses on bridges. Early summer blue skies approached noon and became more distracted.
Ishur wandered his gaze around, as he followed the figure of Nayal, who disappeared.
"Tears of the Spirit, or..."
Ishur was alone in the river plain, groaning.
As Ishur climbed up the stairs in front of the Hunter Guild, Signe was sweeping in front of the building with a hug.
"Hey, hiccup. Signe."
When Ishur smiled and spoke, Signe raised his face and looked at Ishur, and said, Ah.
"Good...... Mr. Ishr is safe."
Signe went on to tell me that there have been a lot of deaths in this request for a sacred stone transport, and there have been rumours in the city that there must have been some major accidents, incidents.
"Uh, right. Ha."
Ishur stayed put, smiling and deceiving.
"What happened?
"Um, yes, a lot, I guess. Is that it?"
Ishr answered a question without a back of his signature.
Somehow, I get guilty.
"Ha, really?" he managed to do a signal with a suspicious look on his face and nodded unsuccessfully, and Ishur stepped inside the guild's building for the first time in a long time.
The guild before noon is idle with few people. The deed of completion of the sacred stone transport has already been delivered yesterday by the main temple. Everyone must have switched to gold in the guild within that day.
Ishur stood in front of the counter and spoke to nearby officials, handing over the testimony he himself had received and receiving the reward of a single gold coin.
Upon receiving the money, Ishur told the same official that he would leave Krembel, although not obliged, and headed for the guild's entrance and exit.
Lord Bersch.
The entrance and exit are left open. Just around that entrance and exit, I heard a loud voice calling Ishur from behind.
Turning around, behind the counter, Ishl also knows only his face, there was a figure of Hunter Guild Leader here in Cranbell.
Ishur's vision, the thin brilliance of magic, is changing direction, disappearing and glowing.
"Something terrible seems to have happened at Professor Holy Stone this time. Especially in the Holy Stone Mine, there have been many deaths and information that the Great Magic has been used."
Beyond that magical line of light, sometimes on this side, sits a middle-aged man with a magnificent mustache.
This man, the guild chief, naturally would have known about Ishur for a long time, but he has never spoken out this way before and came into direct contact with Ishur. There was no particular need for Ishur, and he never even greeted each other.
That's the first time today, when I suddenly stopped calling Isul, "I want to talk to you a little bit," he said, guiding Isul to a small private room, behind the ground floor of the guild.
Shortly after entering, the room had a few chairs and a martial bone desk, and behind it were stacked several crates, and a bunch of cloth wrapped in something long, like a spear sword. Half hidden in them, there is one window in the back wall, and the sun is shooting in from the outside.
Very unlikely to be the reception room, it was like a break for the guild staff or a small room used for spare storage.
The guild chief sat opposite Ishur across the desk and greeted him there, questioning him about the incident at the Holy Stone Mine.
The guild leader did not seem to have any detailed information yet. So I would have been one of the parties to the case, grabbing Ishur and listening, trying to find out more about it. It is the most extreme thing.
Ishur blinked her eyes many times as she looked at the face of the man with the beard lying in front of her.
But what is this muscle of magic light? Isn't it too blatant?
There are those who lurk over Ishur's head, behind the ceiling, using their hidden magic.
This is what I'm doing now. Will those lurking above be freelance hunters, so to speak, shadow-working, who have received a personal request directly from the guild chief? Does the guild chief belong to either faction of the two princes, who have not yet learned much about the situation? Do you mean those behind the ceiling who also form into the same faction? Or, as with the princes, those who have not been informed of what happened in the Holy Stone Mine, who do not grasp it, and perhaps the temple beneath which the Kings cow ear gave it. Then the guild chief will once and for all mean the Kings.
There is no way that the guild leader and those who hide behind the ceiling, they have no connection whatsoever.
Those behind the ceiling have been lurking for a long time before I came in. And I've been using my hidden magic around the time I walked into the room.
"Can you tell me what happened at the Holy Stone Mine? I'm not gonna do anything wrong."
The guild leader said he would slightly moan his moustache. Probably put a grin under that beard.
Ishur looked at the bearded man with no expression and said one sigh.
"You're very untold. Did you arrange the one behind the ceiling?"
As the impact ran on the face of the guild length, the light instantly went out in front of him.
Intense killer blowing down from overhead. A slight but sharp stream of air near the ceiling.
Both shoulders of Ishur strengthen.
Hole in the ceiling? Blow arrows!
Ishur remained seated, crushing the man behind the ceiling with the magic of the wind.
Kata, the ceiling plate rings slightly all the time.
Ishur slightly distorted his lips.
There is still room for improvement. I can't believe it sounds.
Looking up at the ceiling, one thin cylinder was jumping out of the wood verse.
Is that a blow arrow that shoots down? Is it retained by something like a magnet, or is it also a trick where the fasteners come off at the same time as blowing?
I might have had one hair in a while. It could have been pretty dangerous.
Even if the power of the blowing arrow itself is not great, it is common for poison to be applied to the tip of the blade and to the tip of the needle.
Ishur looked a little bitter as he looked up.
Behind the ceiling you cannot blow a finely cut corpse into the sky.
If you can't do it, there's a wind hole in the Alliance building.
Do I have to leave it as it is? I'm not the one who set you up first, the one who was behind the ceiling. And......
Ishur slowly pulled the chair back and stood up.
From above, he looks down at the shivering guild length as he swoops.
This man was also formerly a hunter, a bounty hunter, I guess. You can see what I've done and what's wrong with the back of the ceiling.
Blood fell from the ceiling between them.
"Oh, oh."
The face of the Alliance's length leaves his moustache clutched and distorted.
Blood drips down the gaze of the two staggering, pompous. It stains my desk with red and black blood.
"Who asked you to?
Ishur lowered his voice and said briefly.
Say it.
"And the temple downstairs asked me to, ha-ha"
The guild leader exhaled painfully.
Before leaving for the Holy Stone Mine, the temple below tried to remove my name from the roster of mercenaries hired, either at Basal's request or by the clerics to whom I belonged.
If you're a temple down there, will you be a king once and for all?... Good for you.
"Did you arrange the one up there?
Ishur looked up at the ceiling again and said: Blood drips from the joints between the plate and the plate.
"Chi, no. And from the temple downstairs, ha, ha... come over."
The guild leader shivered his entire body into small pieces, sweating on his forehead and breathing as rough as ever.
Hmm. This man was requested directly from the temple downstairs as guild leader, you mean? When I show up at the guild, I want you to pull me into this room and find out what happened at the Holy Stone mine.
Ishur stared at the man slightly narrowed his eyes.
Are you threatening me? Think I'm going to kill you. But I'm not gonna kill you, you.
Killing this guy makes a fuss. Besides, this man himself is not a Kingslayer or anything.
Ishur left the room without saying anything when he smiled thinly at the shivering guild chief and showed him.
Somehow he felt the disturbing air, to the officials of the guild who glimpsed Ishur, who had left the room, bowing his head slightly, he went outside the counter and headed for the entrance and exit of the building.
Just at the entrance and exit, I ended up bowling with a signature that I had cleaned outside.
"Is something wrong?
Signe, who felt sensitive to some strange air indoors, asked Ishl.
"No, nothing"
You don't have to know anything. I don't need to know.
All of a sudden, I'm going to the Sacred Capital.
Ishur made a smile at Signe and went on.
"I hope to see you again sometime. Goodbye, Signe."
Ishur didn't even look at Signe's face and went outside without waiting for an answer.
... because she lives in a different world.
Ishur was on the spot when he left the guild and flew high into the sky at once to the summit of Krembel.
Ishur turned to the back of the building of the main temple and showed his face in the cooking alley, speaking to the cleric apprentice boys who were preparing lunch.
The boys all rested their hands when Ishur spoke to them, and gathered around Ishur. Some of them look like Camilo or Arsenio.
"Mr. Ishl."
Camilo has been the first to talk to me. And I've been diving my voice and listening along the way.
"Tell me. Something happened at the Holy Stone mine, didn't it?
The boys all turn a slightly threatened gaze, anxious about it.
I guess they are also concerned about the fact that yesterday, when the mission returned, the number was much lower, causing anxiety.
"I can't teach you that. Something happened, it's true."
Cut the words along the way and look over at the boys surrounding them once.
"I know I've said something similar before, but don't stick your neck in this thing"
So Ishur smiled and deliberately said bright.
"Sooner or later, it'll be a rumor, and it'll be in everyone's ears."
……
The boys nodded with a convincing look for once.
"I need everyone to ask me something more than that. I 'm--"
So Ishur told them that he was going to the Holy Capital as a diner for the Duke of Dielard family and asked them to take care of Marlena and do it.
From various words and deeds from before the departure of the Holy Stone Divine Professor, it was also known to the cleric apprentice boys that Mira Dielard was turning Ishur into an apprentice.
Ishur took a few holy gold coins out of his nostalgia and made Arsenio grip them, he said.
"Let's all do this. Say hello to Grandma Marena."
"Wow," or "Yay!" Against the backdrop of the cheers of the boiling boys, "Camilo said to Ishl with a smile.
"It's okay. We took care of Marlena before Ishr arrived."
Ishur smiled and nodded at Camilo, looking over at the boys around him and looking a little harsh, he said.
"You can't use it weirdly. Use it to study properly. Buy books."
……
All the boys, who seemed happy, smiled in unison.
Ishur shook his face and glanced behind the kitchen. Marlena and the wife of the old couple next door sat side by side, peeling potatoes in front of the wall in the back and the crate.
They both round their backs, and the old lady next door keeps having a dull conversation about how far away they are from hearing, not much meshing of the story.
Ishur narrowed his eyes and stared at the two backs.
Two working old women in outer light and floating out of the dark. They move a knife into small pieces and skilfully peel the taro. Behind them, on top of the lid is a pile of unconstructively piled potatoes, and at their feet is a pile of peeled potato skin. In the background, there is a thin, dirty grey paint wall with the season.
That was a sight I had seen somewhere before, like an old painting.
The Holy Stone Divine Mission assembled in the square in front of the temple in the city at the foot, forming a long queue for its return to the Holy City of Estofol.
In the square, first the ten horseback rides of the Cathedral Knights, dozens of spear soldiers, archers lined up to depart, then the carriage of the priests from Desio and the other holy capitals, the carriage carrying the sacred stones, followed by the six horseback rides of the Duke of Dielard, the carriage of Mira, the carriage arranged in the city of Cranbell abruptly, the carriage in which the Rabena and the twins departed with Lucia, and finally the carriage carrying the courtroom demon conductors, the packing of carriages and carriages of carriages. heavy.
Mira kept the six knights and horses of her own knighthood, and several other squires, in the temple below.
The streets leading from the square to the Holy Capital, known as Krembel Street as it is —— were rolled out of the city by many people, who at times cheered off a line of glorious missions that proceeded with flags large and small.
Ishur said no to Mira, and those who toured along the street also joined him from the outskirts of the city, which had been interrupted.
As he matched the infantry, he jumped on a slow-running Mira carriage, had the door open from the inside, and let it slide straight into the inside.
"Good luck. Ishur."
Mira has said with her usual gorgeous smile from the face to face. Next to Mira, Sharka sits trying to shrink herself a little. The seat next to Ishur was empty.
"No."
Ishur answered briefly, surprised internally by the luxurious seats, which sink considerably as he lowered his hips.
Seating isn't the only luxury. There is good quality wood, leather tension used everywhere besides seating, and a solid finish to the interior, which makes me think of it as the Duke's house.
Only Sharka sits in Ishur and Mira in the car, and Nelly sits as a watchman beside you outside. Lucia is in the carriage behind her with the Rabenas.
Even if Sharka couldn't help boarding, Mira would naturally have liked to spend the journey to the Holy City with Ishur.
This is going to be quick, Mira and I can talk about what happened at the ruins of Cranbell's summit, the seat of the Sun God.
Ishur also smiled and responded to Mira's smile.
At the departure of the mission, Ishur was escorting, alerting and monitoring Desio and the Millah Kings into the carriage from the roof of the building facing the square in front of the temple.
Nellie and Lucia were escorted and alerted near Mira's side, from a position where Ishur overlooked the surroundings with excellent magic sensing, ranged, and extensive magic, with martial arts proficiency and sensitivity to the signs and killings of suspicious people regardless of magic.
Of course, Sharka also escorted Mira, and Labena and the twins hit Desio and Mira escorts in positions that were easy to play with.
Missionary absentee units stationed in Krembell were added, and the place was the treatment of the crowded city, ruling that the Kings were likely to set something up, but they were able to leave safely without anything.
"Master Ishur. I've been waiting for this time. Me and Ishr are the only ones in the car, Sharka. I arranged for you to be able to talk about what happened at the site."
Mira comes out motivated and willing, like, come on, come on. Mira's leg touched Ishur's knee.
Ishur smiled bitterly and told Mira.
"That's when Mira made it clear."
Ishur also embarked on himself towards Mira, pointing his powerful gaze at Mira.
"Saw the sun god Jerez,"
Ishur first made Mira tell her what she had experienced and felt. I checked to see if there was anything different about it against my experience.
"I was just scared, so I didn't cry because I came back to my place and relieved myself."
Mira cried violently at the junction of the seat of the Sun God, no, when that pseudospace disappeared.
"Seeing the Lord God in this eye, and"
Mira has said moisturizing her eyes.
"I was able to touch your heart, Ishr."
Huh?
Ishur was stifling. What's this all about?
"That wide sky. Richly fruitful wheat fields. And a pleasant breeze. It's the village of Bersch, Ischl's home town."
Mira has reached over Ishur's lap and embarked on even more.
Mira whispered as the tips of each other's noses touched each other.
"It's the village of Bersch in Ishr's heart. I'm sure."
Mira walked away from Ishur there and held her hands together in front of her chest.
She is about to cry again and shakes herself fine.
"That's where Jerez appeared..."
She grinned happily as she moistened her eyes with tears.
"Ishur is connected to the Lord God."
That's not true. Sure, there may be "connections"......
"I became one with Ishur, where I could see the Lord God straight away. That's why I was so happy. I must have been impressed. At that time I was unable to weep. For some reason I could cry and I had no choice..."
I feel like I know how Mira feels.
Beautiful fantasy after the peril leaves. So I touched a miracle. Perplexity, as if daydreaming had become a reality, would have made her mind unnecessarily ripple.
Ishur asked Mira without breaking his smile as his face seemed to strengthen.
"Did you hear what I said to Jerez then?
Only those last words made me a voice. Became a sound.
"No."
She wore it.
"I just saw Ishr move his mouth."
Mira continued her words as she praised her smile on that beautiful face.
"But you don't have to sound like me. Being able to dialogue with the gods is precisely a testament to those who possess the magic of God. You can't go in there with the others, it's a shrine."
Ishur snorted deceitfully.
Her thoughts are utterly legitimate. If you weren't born with memories and consciousness from another world in your previous life, like me.
At that time, I did say to Jerez, "What do you want to know about me? I told you."
I don't know why I said that, I didn't even hear Jerez, but I don't know why those words were the only ones that made it sound, even passed on to Jerez.
But it is certain that that reaction of the Lord God, that word, was of vital significance to their gods.
Isn't that why the gods, especially the Lord God and the Moon God, come into contact with me and sometimes interfere?
Jerez was surprised that I had been given a star, and he returned me and Mira to that ruin, to the world of the original man.
Maybe the gods have a strong interest in things they don't know or can't touch.
Because I have the magic equipment of a wind god? —— Of course, there might be that too.
But there is much more important than that.
That's what I remember and am aware of in my previous life.
To the gods, I am foreign, unknown.
... I think this is a reason to be stuck with the gods, and it is fully constituted as that hypothesis.
Of course, contact with them is one-way so far, and I can't confirm anything. So it's just a “hypothesis."
Ishur pointed his gaze out the window. Slowly, the green stripes flow sideways at a speed that somehow feels nostalgic. That's not like train or car stuff.
The sound of the horse's regular hooves towing the carriage, the sound of the wheels turning. I'm not uncomfortable riding because I'm not getting much speed. The streets were full of roads.
"Mr. Ishl...?
Mira spoke softly to Ishur, who had sunk into one thought.
"Oh, sorry"
Ishur made a smile and apologized to Mira.
"... so Mira doesn't want to know what I said to the Lord God?
Mira opened her eyes slightly, but also answered with a rash.
"Yes...... Now, not yet. As I said earlier, I feel like it's not something the other person can touch. The Lord God sounded, and I did not. Because that's what I mean."
Mira shook the light of her eyes and said with a big smile.
"But one day, don't tell me either"
"Okay."
When Ishur snorted firmly, he did the trick of putting his hand on his chin.
Let's move on. There's something else I'd like to discuss with Mira.
"So I asked Nayal about the seat of the Sun God..."
"You mean Nayal, the Great Spirit of the Wind to whom Ishur was recalled."
Ishur continued his conversation as he nodded.
"Nayal recognized that what is between the seat of the Sun God and the Lord God is the same thing"
"You said Barriole was similar."
Mira said, tightening her expression a little.
Indeed, Carno said that the seat of the Sun God is similar to that of the Lord God.
"Nayal said it was a magic appliance, a magic appliance of the Sun God, which produces magic appliances"
Mira's eyes were opened. My hands are on my mouth.
Her surprise would also be natural. By "magic equipment of the Sun God" we mean treasures of the Sun God, or magic equipment of God. It's just like my wind magic. The usual “magic fixture of the optical system", unlike.
However, that Krembel ruin did not lose all of its functionality, which means that there may be more than one "Magic Gear of the Sun God".
Only the Sun God is special, and he may be able to have more than one magic fixture of God, the only incomparable being per lineage.
"It's not simply magic formation. It's an installed, stationary magic device, so to speak."
……
When he felt his gaze and Ishur turned to his face, Sharka looked stunned and stared at Ishur.
Whether Sharka had been paying attention to the perimeter vigilance until now or keeping them “out of the way," she turned to the window of the car and did not come to the conversation between the two.
"What's up? Do you know anything about this? Iron Spirit."
"Yes, no..."
Sharka still reacted modestly, but showed clear upset.
"You can't talk to humans, can you?
Ishur gives a distorted grin.
"Sharka!"
Mira scolds Sharka and tries to make him talk.
"No, that's okay. Mira."
Ishur said he would hold Mira back.
"I had the same reaction as Nayal, or I just wanted to try. Sharka, I'm sorry."
Ishur apologized with his face to Sharka.
It's something I've known for a long time that the Spirit has contraindications I can't tell people. But now it was established from her reaction that the idea of "magic equipment that produces magic equipment" and "installed magic equipment" was not incorrect.
"Carno said that the seat of the Sun God was an ancient ruin and no longer had any function as a magic tool of the time,"
We know that Carno's story has already lost the ability to create magic pieces on that ruin.
The question is, when I was flown into an unknown junction, a different space, and attacked by the statue of Jerez, was the seat of the Sun God fully functional in that situation, or was there anything missing?
If there is, we need to find out what it is.
"Even when I was flown into that dark junction, was the seat of the Sun God completely moving as a magic tool? For example, I burned and melted the Jerez statue by reflecting the sunlight on my sword, but if the Sun God's seat was working correctly, wouldn't the sunlight have been completely blocked then?
"It's..."
"I have other questions. The statue of Jerez was moving along the stone formations of the stone slab, but it could have moved a little faster, couldn't it? Jerez's sword-wielding power was enough for me to manage to take it. I guess I could really use a stronger force, huh? And."
Ishur glanced into Mira's eyes with all her strength.
"Didn't you hear the sound also because the seat of the Sun God wasn't working properly?
Ishur solicited more.
"Even after I shot all the statues of Jerez and moved from that dark junction to the village of Bersch, I could hear the sound of the wind and the howling of wheat, but I could not hear the voice of Jerez God, who appeared in the wheat fields"
"... Neither did I hear what you said, Jerez. Ishur..."
Mira said looking back at Ishur as she let her gaze wander into the universe to trace her own memories.
"Oh."
I can't always listen to what Jerez said at the heart of it.
"I also think that Ishur is the best person to have any doubts."
Mira clouded her expression there and looked a little sad.
"But I can't answer that very well. Forgive me, Master Ishr. I can't help you."
But Mira smiled when she did a little thinking.
"Ishur will see the Chief Cleric as soon as he arrives in the Holy City. All you have to do then is ask directly. If you're Barioni, I'm sure you'll answer Ishr's question."
"Right. I see..."
Surely the Chief Cleric might know.
Speaking of which, Ishr.
So Mira turned off her smile and turned her big eyes to Ishl still.
"Ishur, have you seen Jerez before?
"Yeah? Uh, I don't know. Ha."
To the overly awful Isul deception of sight, Mira said with emotion and excitement, a slightly angrier look than.
"... you're seeing me, aren't you?
Mira has pointed lips.
……
Ishur had no choice but to make him snort at his disapproval in such a way.
Then he pulled his jaw and leaned slightly, only his eyes pointing at Mira from the bottom.
"That's when she asked me my name. It's like checking something out."
There is an ironic grin on that face.
"When Mira and I first met, it was like you were starting to feel."
Listening to Ishur's story of her meeting with the Jerez-like goddess at the slum in Ellistar, Mira shuddered with a slightly more difficult face as she struck and trembled with emotion in a familiar pose, holding her hands together in front of her chest.
"Just like me..."
"Right."
When Ishur nodded, Mira looked at Ishur with a slightly shaky eye and said:
"You've come down to see someone with the magic of the wind. Ishur, to confirm your affair directly."
Mira continued her conversation as Ishur nodded silently again.
"Like me, Ishur, did you have something to ask of me?
Now Ishur shook his neck to the side and said:
"Jerez didn't say that. Just checking, I think that was the end in itself. I mean, maybe that was so important that the Sun God himself went out of his way"
That's what happens now that I think about it. But we still don't know what matters, or why Jerez himself moved.
Because I have memories of different worlds, previous lives, and because I have the magic of the wind god, other than those two things.
I glanced at Sharka for a moment, and she was staring at me with both eyes open and hardened.
Sharka shuddered blindly when she and I met each other and missed her gaze at the window in a shabby motion.
Let's not fool her. I can't get the information out of Sharka, and it's a little pathetic.
Mira plays her hand on her chin adorably, leaning down on her face and thinking.
Change the subject.
I have to keep a push on Mira.
As Ishur tried to speak to Mira, Mira looked up and had changed the subject from her side.
"Ishur cares about the seat of the Sun God..."
Ishur smiled.
I hear Mira was thinking the same thing.
Even if it should come as a surprise to Mira, my involvement with the Lord God must be very natural and natural if I have not yet acquired the magic of the wind, followed by an authorized possession of the magic of the god of the earth. Then there's no further point in thinking for her. Mira would soon have turned her thoughts to something else, too.
Ishur responded immediately to Mira's words.
"In the“ Rite of the Holy Crown ”, which takes place among the Lord God, Bionato himself emerges. At that time, it will be all settled. The battlefield will be between the Lord God. So we have to verify what happened in the seat of the Sun God and put in place measures to prepare for it."
To draw out Bionato in the rite of the Holy Crown, you must have him as he thinks, as he plans, as the Chief Cleric in a bid (it's a liffe). Prevent him from manipulating the righteous, and sharpen his power. It may take quite a difficult rush.
I'm sorry I'm not just thinking about how to fight amongst the Lord God or what to do.
"Validation, is…. Ishur will catch a hard word..."
Mira told Ishl to whine in a small voice to explain.
It's not a difficult word. It is not often used in this world, where society is transformed, complicated and science is not advanced, just to say.
"The most obvious problem at this stage is that when the seat of the Sun God moves, all magic becomes unusable."
"Yes."
Mira nodded with a harsh look as well.
"He says that it is underground between the Lord God. We welcome the Sun God, so I guess it has a structure that the Sun shines from somewhere, but we shouldn't have the sweet idea that it was made of the seat of the Sun God, that it captures the sun's rays with its sword and breaks the bonds, and that what can be done even among the Lord God. We have to find a way to break the magic seal without destroying the Lord God."
"You're right. When I return to the Holy City, I will look into it."
Mira nodded firmly and showed it.
And she asked Ishl to tilt her neck slightly to the side.
"Has Barriole taught us what the Lord God is like?"
"There may be that"
Ishur answered with a difficult face.
After breaking up with the apprentice priest boys, he also went to say goodbye to the priests of the main temple, but when I asked him where Carno was at that time, he replied, "The temple chief does not come out caged in your room," and everyone felt confused as to whether his voice was also hoarse.
"At that time, the temple chief said, this fulfilled his brother-in-law to the Kings. That could have been a trap against me, but at least I don't think it was clearly harmful to him."
Carno would have all sorts of connections, all kinds of connections. That, of course, goes to the Kings. And......
Ishur did his hand to his chin and told Mira as he thought of something.
"When we get to the Sacred Capital, will you look into the background of Carno Barriole? At the same time that he became a high priest, did he become the temple head of the main temple of Krembel?
"I'm sure it is."
Mira answered Ishl's question after saying it was up to her.
It is a familiar case for state organizations, governments and businesses in previous life. promotion, assignment at the same time as promotion, or retirement. A form that leaves the front line.
Carno must have left something behind in the Holy Capital, too.
The Great Cleric is a position (or so) where he must be a man of excellence in strength, discernment, and personality, unless he is such a gatekeeper.
I can't give up on him either, something, maybe he was willing to be worthy of that position.
Ishur glanced at the window of the car and stared at the green of the forest, which slowly flowed outside.
That evening, the mission was to arrive in the village of Church territory, the village of Luguche, and to accommodate houses in the village, including the village chief's house. A flabby servant, part of the husband, was to spend the night tenting in the village square.
Mira tried to arrange the best room for the village chief's house, the same as Desio to Ishur, but as usual Ishur was to solidify and stay in the lavish farmhouse adjacent to the village chief's house. Mira invited me to join her for dinner, but Ishur insisted on it as well. Regardless, Mira herself doesn't have to worry about eating with one of the farmers rather than eating with the executives of the Desio Below Mission, and I can hear unexpected stories about the situation in the locality and the Holy King, so that's better for you.
For some reason Nelly was also to stay with the farmers staying in Ishur.
Surely there are no rooms in the village chief's house that can accommodate even Mira's squire......
"I am your visitor."
Nellie has told Ishl in front of the farmhouse where she stays.
"Don't you dare lay your hands on the village girl."
Oh, that's the thing.
Ishur tried to laugh at Nelly's dialogue with his nose,
"... in case you do that, I have no life..."
Then I nodded in a strange way at Nelly, who told me to groan.
When Ishur was greeted by the landlord of the farmhouse where he was staying and guided to the room, he went out shortly after settling down, through the villages' houses and into the woods on the outer edge, to recall a new spirit.
And thou shalt give me the Spirit of the Wind, O Yveda, if thou wilt, and shew it in this long world.
When Ishur cast his own recall spell for the first time in a long time, the wind ran through the woods and sounded the trees. And overhead, the flash ran to a height that looked up and the glow flashed.
The yang hasn't completely fallen yet. It's a bleak evening.
"Hmm, this is... Sword Palace."
Statue of a man shining white and translucent before Ishl.
"Call me, I guess. Me."
Is it about forty? A man with a long, smooth figure was floating in the universe.
"Ah... nice to meet you"
Ishur said, feeling a little upset.
It's my uncle...... The look made Carno feel as young as she was alone, loosely dressed the toger and decorated with a classic bracelet. I don't have anything to gain. Slightly shorter hair has loosely wavy creases and has not grown a mustache. You have an intelligent face.
This is...... hard to do. He's a man. And he's pretty old. I also feel a lot of piercing.
"I think you know my name, Ishur. Are you..."
"Oh, excuse me for this. My name is Claudios Hesquerelbus. Nice to meet you. Sword Palace."
Ha. Every time, I can't stop.
"Uh, Klau, may I call you?
"Absolutely. Sword Palace. So what are you up to?
Claudios nodded at Eagle Deep Fried and smiled at Ishl.
"Er, before that, Klau, you're good at some kind of magic or something..."
Ishur said to the man's spirit with a touch of anxiety.
Spirit with piercing locks and products, but no gain, and somehow doesn't look stronger than Nayal.
"Just Claw," he said.
"Ah? Oh, okay. Crowe."
Klau nodded one thing and deepened his grin.
"I am often asked to use you in the name of Yveda. In short, you're a messenger. I often go to other gods for every negotiation. Well, that's quite the magic of the wind."
Crowe's mouth is slightly distorted.
"I think I can do it."
"Ishur, you've called another great spirit."
The next day, in the car, Mira told Ishl, somewhat lurking her voice.
"Oh yeah......?
Ishur laughed thinly and said.
Lurking your voice..., I know how you feel but I don't think it makes sense.
Last evening, Ishur asked Klu to provide his own protection and poisoning as usual, the protection of those staying at the village chief's house, the protection of Rabena and the twins, etc. to explain the appearance of the target audience and the buildings to be accommodated, but Klu did not ask any questions, did not speak of dissatisfaction, etc. and accepted them very obediently.
Normally, the general Spirit is often not very interested in the covenant or in humans other than those who recall them, and is therefore not good at identifying them, but Crowe seemed to have nothing wrong with it in terms of his ability.
Feel at the top of the so-called civilian in charge of diplomacy, is it? When it comes to messengers from the royal family to the royal family, for example, it is common sense, of course, that those who are quite high up become messengers. Does it feel like Japan used to say "player" or "user"?
There are some unknown parts about the actual battle, but if you get to the Holy Capital, it's likely to be a strategic strategy. I haven't decided how long to ask Klau to stay in the world for yet, but maybe we can negotiate so that we can stay in people's lives as long as possible.
When I introduced Kluw to Mira and Labena in the morning, Mira, Labena and the twins looked surprised with their eyes round. Kraw did not have the arrogant mouth of Nayal, but showed a moderate attitude that was just out of character or unskilled.
"He is a user of the wind gods and is often sent to other gods as a messenger," he said.
"Well. That's great."
Mira looked happy with both hands together.
The light coming out of the window beautifully depicts her contour.
Hmm?
It was then.
Feels like some kind of multiple human horse approaching a long line.
Though it doesn't feel dangerous.
Ishur turned his neck forward.
The streets were through the woods and out on vast, deserted meadows.
The carriage stops. The Knights and Decios ahead don't stop, they seem to keep going.
Signs of Nelly jumping off your podium and walking forward.
In front of the carriage there are six horseback rides distributed by the Duke's Knights.
After a while the carriage door opened and Nelly knelt down and said.
"Baron Cobalas wants to say hello to Lady Mira. I was just taking my men and exorcising the Warcraft from the realm, and they recognized our Duke's flag."
Hmm? Why?
In front there is also Desio, the chief of mission rites. Why ignore them and take Mira? Isn't that strange?
Ishur turned a sharp gaze at Mira.
"Sure, it's baron cobalus territory around here, but that's crazy."
Mira also makes a suspicious face.
Nelly dropped her voice and said.
"The forward Knights of Mission and the Ritual Master's carriage will go first and further and further apart."
No way......, split up?
"Sword Palace"
Only Crowe's voice can be heard.
"That's a trap. There are signs of thousands of horses approaching from the end of the meadow."
The Ishurs jumped out of the carriage.
From the carriage behind them are the Rabenas, and from the carriage behind them are the Danas. The court magicians descend.
If you look forward, the meadow is as wide as you can see.
In the distance there are scattered flourishes of trees. I don't see any houses around.
It is true that the plague has been endemic around here for a long time, and many of the inhabitants in the vicinity have emigrated as a result of their royal fate. The terrain is also a great place for large troops in the field and for meetings.
From the point where it thrived on the neglect of its trees, it was seen that a significant number of horseback riding and foot soldiers unfolded, probably about a few miles (scar, about 3,000 m) away.
"Master Ishr... this is"
I can hear Mira whining from behind.
In front of the carriage, a young man in a flashy feathered hat, speaking on the horseback with the captain of the horseback squad of the Dierard family, took his hat and gave his head away, saying to Mira.
"This is Mira Dierard. Suddenly and unfortunately, I beg your pardon here. Forgive me."
Then he turned around his horse's head, followed the horseback riders and archers who had kept him waiting in the rear, and retreated south through the clippings of the forest.
At the end of the street, you can see a line of missions ahead along with earthquake smoke being sucked into the expanding army.
"It's a trap indeed..."
Ishur shrugged.
"Let's split up with the chief of the ritual and bury us in this big place."
There are four of them in the back, but there are also court magicians.
The regiment of horseback riding and foot soldiers seems to be trying to spread left and right and take a position that will semi-surround the Ishurs who came out of the woods.
And from among his legions he appeared as if a scepter, a scepter, or a sword hanging from his plain clothes appeared on a black or white robe.
"That's the head of the magic guide..."
Following Ishur, I heard Mira squeaking from behind.
Probably a black robe with a big wand, coming down the middle.
There are more than fifty of them who appear to be magicians of the court. A few people at a time, spread out to the side at a moderate distance, coming this way.
And around them arose the brilliance of a good number of magic.
Over their heads, dozens of different forms of spirits appeared in the air, at the same time.