"Serene."
Desio called his own covenant spirit.
Lying on his back on the ground, Amad is repeatedly breathing rough.
Over the heads of the Ishurs that surrounded him, he appeared as the Spirit of the Sun God floated out of the universe with a ray of light on his back.
"I want you to heal his wounds"
When Desio commanded the Spirit, the Spirit of Light, called Serene, came down to Amad's side and offered him both arms.
The space between the hands of the lying Amad and the Spirit is enveloped in a bright light.
It was a strong glow, not comparable to the healing magical brilliance of light used by the clergy of the mining settlement.
That's what it looked like to Ishur.
"I'm ahead of the Holy Capital."
When Desio took a hard breath and gave him a face, Ishur said to Desio.
Ishur's eyes were wide open. He was strenghtening his face and shaking his whole body fine.
... of this heart, what goes deep?
He's done a hell of a thing. What's the aim? Isn't it just suicide?
"But --"
It was when Desio nodded silently and tried to say something.
"Take me with you, Ishur."
Dana and the others who came off the carriage late, courtroom demon mentors, plus Mira, who had been explaining things to Bellin, who had been riding with them since morning, turned to Ishl and said:
"Me too!
Bellin continues aloud.
Ishur turned his face to Bellin as he snorted firmly at Mira.
"Bellin can't. Desio, will you protect me and the Holy Stone? You are also the court magician of the House of the Holy King."
"Mmm."
Is Bellin a habit, sticking her lower lip out like yesterday when Ishl caught her, and she looked unhappy.
"Bellin, come on. What do you do when you go?
Dana pulls over Bellin.
"Bellin, come visit Mira's house when you calm down. I'll tell you a lot about air warfare."
Even so, I wasn't actually a fighter pilot, and I just happened to have some knowledge of that hand, as I read and scattered books in various fields in my previous life, including war history, war journals, and experiential notebooks.
"Ok...... Mr. Ishr, you promised?
Bellin stares up at Ishl with sad eyes.
"Oh, okay"
Ishur nodded as he loosened his expression slightly.
I'm not in a very smiling state right now.
Lord Ishur.
Desio calls out to Ishl from behind.
"I know your anger very well. I am the same. There may be no choice but to make some sacrifices to the Third Knights. But I urge you to weigh yourself down and make sure that the damage is not done to the inhabitants."
That again. Can I get this far? Why is Bionato so good and I can't, we can't?
Ishur looked up into the sky and meditated his eyes.
Grip the fists of both hands tightly.
No, not now.
Unstoppable anger that swoops through my mind and overflows.
Emilia, Cerda's face, Endra's hard expression...... Their faces, which float and disappear, eventually moved to the faces of Rifia, Melilla, their parents and brother, and ended up dyed black with heavy suffering, someone's face.
Ishur opened his eyes and stared at a point in the sky where there was nothing.
Why does everything feel like it's being done like it's him?
I have nothing. power, besides the power to destroy.
How's Bionato? He has another power to bring one together, to make the city, and to move the country.
Return the royal palace to ashes, turn the holy capital into scorched earth.
There's no way I can do that. That's the last thing you do, when you can't do anything anymore, when you can't save anything.
What am I supposed to do?... how can I wipe this anger away?
If we go straight to the Holy Capital.
Ishur bit his lip.
It's going to destroy everything...
"Ishur?
Mira has touched my arm.
……
Mira tilted her neck slightly and let Ishl smile.
A softly stained smile into my heart.
Mira says nothing. Just smile.
... right.
If you smile. If you think so.
Who's the hardest and most painful right now? Mira, isn't it?
Ishur stared at Mira's shaking glow in her eyes as she pulled her powers out of her whole body. I tried to peek into the back of that eye like I wanted something.
I was wrong. I forgot.
I'm not alone. There's got to be something else I can do.
And Ishur told Desio that he would raise his face.
"... ok. Let me see what I can do."
"Uhm. You have not only Lord Mira, brother of Lord Mira, but the Dielard family. There will be others on my side in the Holy City. If there's nothing you can do, Ulturo, go ahead. It's an emergency. You can go directly into the cathedral from the sky."
"The Chief Cleric?
"That's right. Ask Ulturo to arbitrate. If the Chief Cleric works, the King will have to accept it too"
"I see..."
Do you want to go with it from the beginning?
"But it's gonna take a while. Even if you are lucky enough to see the Chief Cleric soon..."
I've been saying it a little understated, as Mira missed it.
Is that true?
There is no prediction whatsoever of what will happen while the messengers go and go through the Cathedral and the Royal Palace. Dangerous.
Lord Bersch.
Rivals circled around Amad and the Spirit of Light, coming right in front of Ishur and calling out.
"The strength of our Knights surrounding the residence of the Duke of Dielard should be about five hundred at best. If the great spirits your lord has called, they can all sleep."
Ishur nodded slowly at the rival, his hands on his chin and his face bowed.
Indeed, the Third Knights are now being extracted from the Spear Soldiers with less force.
What Rival said is a good idea.
But still, you can't take Crowe.
First of all, the detailed situation on the scene is unknown, and it would be quite fluid. It could be a direct compromise with the Third Knight Commander or the ruler on it, or, if they catch him, Bionato.
I'm sure Kraw's arm is, but if one of the parties, himself, has to go, we won't talk about it.
Why was I attacked by a bottomless rage? Isn't this Bionato's trap to me, his provocation to me, feeding on the Duke of Dierard's mansion?
"It's okay. I don't have a problem with what it would be like to be five hundred soldiers if you were Ishur. You can make it look good."
Mira comes out of her mouth from the side to the Rival.
Rival watches Kraw sleep the Second Knights horsemen one after the other on the spot, but not directly at the junction Ishur strained in the meadows.
"Kraw leaves it with the mission escort"
Ishur said as he shifted his gaze from Rival to Desio.
I'd be comfortable if I took Kraw with me, too, but I can't help it. Sometimes, in case. You can't let Desio or Mira's squire, Rabena or the twins die.
"Crow."
When Ishur called Klu, Klu showed up in just the right position, where he could look down on the faces of all the Ishurs.
"This is Claudios."
Desio puts his right hand against his chest and kneels.
The Spirit of Desio, who continues to treat Amado, was instantly upset by the advent of Crowe, but regained his composure as soon as he saw Desio's reaction.
The agitation that Desio's Spirit of Light showed for a moment......, Klu is still the Great Spirit. I guess I'm pretty close to Yveda.
"Something a little bad happened. I'm ahead of the Sacred Capital. Treat the remaining mission escorts."
Ishur briefed Klau on the situation.
Copy that.
Ishur continued with a harsh voice to Klau, who nodded with great relief as usual.
"Distance leaves. Kraw and I are going to lose our will."
It depends on the circumstances to be able to communicate reliably with the summoned Spirit, but more or less two to three miles (scar, one mile = about six to seven hundred m).
"From behind comes these previous magicians and knights. Those ahead may have something around entering the Holy Capital. Be very careful."
"Okay."
Crowe snorts confidently again.
"I can handle that, Lord Ishur"
Desio stood up and said.
"Just around the corner of entering the Holy Capital, there is a temple called De Larosa along Crembel Avenue. If you have to, we'll run in there."
"I see."
Sure, if you go into the temple, you'll be the Knights of the Cathedral, but you'll be a court magician, but you won't be able to help. It's a hell of a story, such as raiding the temple, and inside the temple we have to refrain from rough things. If the head of the temple of De Larosa were not a king, there would be no safer place than that temple.
"We need to hurry. We don't have time for this."
Dana says from the side.
"Don't worry about it. It takes less than four and a half minutes to reach the Holy City."
"What..."
"Whoa!"
Dana will have a flashing face. Neighbor Bellin opened her eyes and sparkled.
From around here to the Holy City, there are still more than a hundred miles (scar, about six to seventy km), even at a straight distance.
There's no speedometer, and I've never measured it properly. So you can only know roughly, but if you fly horizontally, in a straight line, you can fly about 300 miles per half hour, and at speeds of about 200 km/h, you can fly fine.
"Sharka, if you put Mira up on your shoulder, just jump up to the sky. Soon I will wrap it in the magic of the wind and carry it as it is. Don't be surprised."
"Okay."
As usual, Sharka, silent and silent beside Mira, nodded with a slightly harsh look.
Sharka will take charge of Mira.
"Bye."
"Let's come. Ishur."
When Ishur briefly greeted Desio and the others, Mira smiled from over Sharka's shoulder.
Give me that smile just now.
Green flowing under my eyes, home.
The current altitude is about five hundred long steps (skull, about three to four hundred meters). He looks surprised when he sees Mira flying beside him.
Speed is probably about 200 km/h.
The windy magic walls around Mira and herself are spinning shaped, but considerable wind-cut noise prevents her from exchanging audio with Mira. I also think about fighting in the air, apart from the Millas' partition of the Wall of Magic.
By the way, both Sharka and herself are flying in the sky in the same position as they stand on the ground, slightly enough to bend their hips.
The magic power of the wind itself is free from gravity and of course creates buoyancy and propulsion, but it is somehow easier to put less strain on spiritual strength, concentration when travelling by air in a form such as a passenger plane.
When this has to travel and manoeuvre at higher speeds, such as in battle, the scene arises where the body is stretched horizontally to fly, like, for example, heroes flying in the skies of previous life. Try to keep the wind's magic close to your body, so to speak, it would be more convenient for you to become a "plane's fuselage” because the magic reacts and works faster and better. However, the accumulation of fatigue is faster and greater because it requires more nerve use and concentration.
After the battle with the Red Emperor Dragon, it was also extraordinarily easier to fly in the sky, allowing us to bring the magic itself to this world from the Spirit Realm of the Wind, from the other realms. It naturally improved its ability as well. I think it's possible to fly over the speed of sound if you use that force in full, but I've never thought of trying it before because I can't imagine at all the shock waves and high heat generated by hypersonic flight sensibly.
For me, the magic of the wind and its ability to sense is just as sensory as it is for the five senses and for the flesh, and I really feel terrified about using my own body to challenge the unknown realm.
When I fought the Red Emperor Dragon, the first time I grabbed the magic of the wind and unleashed it towards him, could I say it was the first speed, or I think the instantaneous highest speed was clearly over the speed of sound. I find it a little hard to imagine, and technologically disturbing, that even that dozens or hundredths of forces, while preventing them from coming down on themselves, on the other hand, moving themselves at that speed. I don't think there's one thing I want to try right now.
If I had systematic knowledge of physics and the natural sciences of science, I might have thought differently again, but I can't help it all.
Of course, until now, I've had to travel all the way over the speed of sound, I've never been in contact with an impending situation, or something.
As I continued to fly for some time, looking almost the shortest course to the Holy City, on the left hand side, south side of Krembel Avenue, I saw something like a castle in front, at the end of the street.
Tell Mira to try to shake her index finger vertically upwards and up. As we slowed down one end of the spectrum and increased our altitude, we saw a castle that looked forward under our eyes, the settlements around it, and a castle of a similar size to the north. Each of the two castles, present in the north and south, faced its side to the river, supplying a double water borehole.
And to the west was seen the castle of Estofol, which consisted of eleven spires and a royal palace bearing the names of the gods of the Holy King's family, fifty miles on all sides and eleven pillars, with the gathering of settlements and trees in front, and over the great walls to the north and south.
We quickly arrived over the Holy Capital.
Even if it's hurry, it's not a lot of distance. I can't fly very fast or anything. If we are forced to accelerate to the speed of sound, we will jump over the Holy City along the way and by the time we reach the speed of sound, we will be far west.
The Ishurs eventually stopped there as they moved directly above the royal castle, descending slowly as they looked down at the city of the holy capital under their eyes.
Surrounding the royal castle and the two tributaries, the river that flows south is the river Direib, the river Aniele that flows north, and the two rivers are gradually approached from far north to south, so as to shred the hills that stretch from the foot of Krembel to the western plains.
And the two rivers are closest to the Holy City of Estofol, and both the Direib River to the south and the Aniele River to the north, when they cross the Holy City, they now snake away from each other.
The two rivers reflect the light of the sun and glitter in silver, disappearing as they melt thinly in the sumptuous midst of the plains that extend far west.
I don't have time. But now we have to get a rough idea of the geography of the Holy Capital.
Forgetting me out of anger and helplessness, trying to rely on the power of the wind magic fixture, I was about to be swallowed. They rescued it from Mira.
We have to deal with this calmly here. We must keep abreast of the situation, explore and judge the best measures with clear thinking.
Ishur first returned his gaze to the east, observing the area around the castle facing the river Direib and the settlement that extends around it, around the temple of De Larosa, which Desio was talking about. I can see the roof of a temple-like building, facing the streets through between the settlements. I don't see any suspicious movements around that temple, such as the brilliance of magic or some kind of troops assembling.
The streets are swallowed by the outer contours of the royal castle and face across its southern edge to the west side of the castle. Has Amad come through that castle? If he was a cleric of the Cathedral Church, he would not normally be grabbed by anyone at the castle gate, but he was wounded. Perhaps something happened on the way through the royal castle amid the emergency surrounding the Duke of Deerard's residence by the Third Knights.
But now I don't have time to see what happened to Amad.
Ishur moved his gaze just below, into the heart of the Holy Capital.
I look at Mira floating beside me for a moment.
"Is that the Lugubel Canal?"
Ishur said pointing to the west side of the royal castle, a linear river running north and south through the holy capital, rather than the outer moat of the royal castle ——.
Now there's just a transverse breeze from time to time, and the two are in a normal state of conversation.
"Yes, it is."
Mira also said as she looked down.
A wide range of canals bent as fine and right angles as cranks (shaped) in a few places, about three hundred years ago, connected what was an intermittent water borehole protecting the royal palace and leading ministers, the residence and cathedral of the aristocracy, and became a canal for commercial purposes that widened to connect the Aniele River to the north and the Dileve River to the south.
With the opening of a canal connecting the two rivers of the North and the South, the river waterways of the Holy Capital, and no less of the Holy Kingdom as a whole, developed exponentially, and the subsequent prosperity of the Holy Capital was to be promised.
Le Goubel is the name of the prime minister who pushed for the construction of that canal at the time. He must have come from the same five public houses as the Dielard family.
Many large and small ships can be seen joining the canals, especially the merchant's concentrated western shoreline. On the western side of the canal, where many nobles and residents live, the eastern side houses the royal castle and cathedral, as well as the quarters of officials and righteous knights who work for the great nobility and the royal palace.
The cathedral is connected to a large square facing the canal by the main temple, behind its main temple and to the east by three large and small spires.
The Royal Castle stands in such a way as to divide the outer and inner walls of the castle, the tower of the Sun God that hits the main circle and the lower castle center to the west, the Co-shaped building extending on the canal side opposite the Royal Palace and the rear palace to the east. There are countless other buildings scattered throughout the royal castle, including the princes' small palace.
The overall impression of Estofol Castle was that it deserved a royal castle of great power, where the green calm of the trees was combined with the elegance with which many spires of history stood, also enclosed horse and squad fields in its vast castle.
I just want to ask Mira a lot if I have time......
Ishur was forced to do outside his consciousness that the presence of demonic magic around the royal palace, the presence that separates and hides magic, slightly deflects his mind, questioning Mira about what is most important now. No, I checked.
Just look at it with a little caution and you'll see.
The Royal Castle and its surroundings, especially the eastern shores of the canal, are oddly unpopular (Hiraki). There are hundreds of soldier-like men flying the banner of the Third Knights in a single painting that is probably causing it.
"Is the Dielard family over there?
Mira nodded and said as Ishur pointed.
"The White Shield Knights seem to be putting up a formation in front of the main entrance to our mansion. Shall we come? Ishur."
There was an extra grin on that face.
The residence of the Duke of Dielard was built around a small castle with a small tower reminiscent of the castle of the royal castle and a large mansion reminiscent of a small palace standing on its southeast side, facing just east of the Legubel Canal, a short distance from the cathedral. There were numerous other large and small houses in the mansion, each covered with dark green trees.
The perimeter was surrounded by stone walls and iron fences, especially those facing the canal, which formed the form of an outer curve, or a half-independent branch, connected to the castle in the mansion and obviously protecting the northwest of the royal castle.
Meanwhile, the main entrance to the Duke's mansion faces the square on the south, a magnificently decorated fence gate with no particular castle tower, no different from that of the common rich merchants and nobles' mansions.
Originally because it was a curved wheel or a castle to defend the royal castle, the royal castle side of the Duke of Dierard's mansion had no defensive facilities that seemed particularly eye-catching, except mainly the iron fence, where there were some stone walls.
The Third Knights centred on the square in front of the main entrance to the Duke's residence, with small units dispersed in reverse L-shape on its eastern side, the Royal Castle side.
And between the main entrance in the mansion and the magnificent mansion reminiscent of the small palace, the knights, soldiers and so forth of the Duke's house were seen.
Ishur ran his gaze around the Duke's residence as he slowly continued to descend.
Indeed, as Amad reported, the Third Knights are not in a situation to attack the Dielards now. It feels more like we're besieging the Duke's mansion, rather than placing soldiers at the main entrance and sealing it off.
If the Duke's family gathered soldiers and family in a small fortress facing the canal, northwest of the mansion, even if they attacked from the side of the royal castle, they would not be able to defeat it immediately with about 500 troops.
But there's something you need to be aware of.
That is the presence of a court magician who may be attached to the Third Knights, and whether he has not prepared a fire arrow or two.
Even in previous life, for example, not as much as in Japan, there are many wooden buildings on the continent, and large stone buildings in castles and palaces are also made of plenty of wood for roofs, internal ceilings and floors, some walls, etc.
The Duke of Dielard mansion is in intermediate location conditions between the neighborhood and the castle fortress, but if the Knights side, and even Bionato, wants to strike the Dielard family while avoiding a massive battle, isn't burning by fire arrows and magic, and fire attacks the most effective means?
Carefully observing the surroundings, first of all, several bonfires were torched and soldiers with pine lights surrounded by the square in front of the Duke of Dielard's residence, the horseback riding statue of the first king or old hero standing at its center, where the main force of the Third Knights is formed. And on the east side of the Duke's mansion, on the edge of a vacant land like a stable or a squad yard, behind which the trees grew, there are similar bonfires and soldiers to hide from the Dielard family.
How about a magician?
First, the point where the cobblestone road stretches from the square in front of the Duke's residence to the Royal Castle turns right.
On the south side of the square, a bridge tower of bouncing bridges stretching from a consolidated compartment with small temples and clergy facilities associated with the cathedral, warehouses, seminary-like buildings, etc. to the canal, and a stakeout at its top.
Mixed with the soldiers in those two places, I can see them in black or brown hooded capes and robes.
I don't see any suspicious presence on the west bank of the canal, in the city centre.
Just the streets are littered with people who have noticed the presence of the Knights surrounding the Duke's residence, gathered along the West Bank.
From the western sky, thin clouds were becoming slightly denser, spreading towards the eastern royal castle.
"Mira."
Ishur told Mira with a sharp, low voice.
"Fire arrows are prepared around the Third Knights, packed with several demon conductors. First of all, I must ask the Knights why they have besieged your house."
Mira becomes a stiff face and wanders her gaze under her eyes.
"Only they can never be seen. Rinse without question"
Ishur turned not only his voice, but also his murderous gaze at Mira, which was no more.
"If your house gets set on fire or something, it's gonna be hell. It's only after hearing from the Knights Commander."
"Wow, I get it."
Mira nods pale at Ishur's sword screen.
"I then consolidate the soldiers around me in the wind junction before descending right in front of the Cavaliers"
Ishur said as he laid his hand on his chin and looked around the Knights and the Duke's residence.
I also want to know what's going on in the mansion. The Duke's mansion will also have Mira's father, his brothers. I'd also like to know what they're thinking, why this happened, if you know what caused it. Naturally, if we need to connect, we'll have to.
"Mira wants me to descend first into the mansion with Sharka and meet with you and your brothers to gather information once I have established my boundaries. If they have any good ideas, listen to them, then jump over the main entrance and join me."
"Oh......, I get it. Ishur."
Mira said with a grin on Ishl as she raised her voice of admiration.
Ishur stopped descending when he nodded at Mira and moved over the grounds of the Duke's residence.
Around the density of soldiers in front of the main gate, a large shield on the crossed sword, a regimental flag of the Third Knights slightly resembling the Second Knights, hangs loosely in the breeze blowing from the west. Some of them begin to notice the Ishurs floating in the sky, with signs of slight agitation.
Ishur unloaded a mass of wind magic at the same time and crushed it all at once to the bonfire he had just confirmed and the soldiers surrounding it, the magicians and soldiers on the street turning right and in the bridge tower on the south side, close to the royal castle.
And the shattered flesh, and the smoke mixed with armor and clothing, mixed with red and gray, blew high in the sky as usual.
"Sharka."
Ishur then turned his face to Mira and Sharka and blew out the magic of the wind that was wrapping them at the same time as he called Sharka's name. Sharka immediately realizes and floats in the sky with her own magic.
Ishur exclaimed to Mira to make her laugh.
"All right, Mira. Go!"
"Yes!"
Ishur unloads and locks the wind junction on the Knights soldiers surrounding the Duke's residence, excluding the perimeter of the regiment flag.
When Mira replied well, she went down towards the area in front of the main residence, where the people of the Duke's house were gathered.
Ishur also descended to the side of the regimental flag where he thought there was a Knights Commander.
As Ishur descended on the earth, several large knights, with the great shield to the left, who had been outside the junction, pulled out a one-handed sword to the right and killed him.
Moments later, a sword poked at Ishur became a silver fog and scattered, making a gobbly noise and blowing it up into the air.
When Ishur blew the knights around him, he pushed them straight inside the junction. The two knights, who were in the front of Ishur, jumped over the regiment flag and stationary in the air ahead.
There is a wall of knights around Ishur that solidifies about a few long steps away (skulls, one long step is about sixty to seventy cm).
Everyone stares at Ishur with a dismayed face and a dismayed voice. Some of the soldiers away from Ishur looked toward the Duke's residence, while others had stopped in the form of a colloquial conversation with their neighbours.
There was a Knight Commander standing up from the front, the tip of his open vision, and a small dorsal floor number.
Black beard on face burned in the sun, no helmet crowned. From the neck down, he has torso armor and hands, light clothing with a shin, and a red cape hanging on his back.
Behind the Knights Commander is a flag bearer with a stunningly rigid regiment flag, a deputy to Basal, or one middle-aged man. That's all that's outside Ishur's tense bond.
The trumpet hands, missionaries and knights with the long and old golden instruments that were outside them, are inside the junction.
"I'm Ishl. You know me."
Ishur opened his eyes in full circles and distorted his lips when he saw the knight captain sitting flashly.
"You're the Third Knight Commander, aren't you?
"Ku......, is this a magical junction?
The chief of the knights said, shaking his whole body fine. My voice is shaking a little too.
"That's right. The fire arrows that had been positioned away from the surrounding area and the magic guides had already been buried. All of you, before you blink, we can turn you into dust mustard and send you to the underworld."
Ishur lifted one hand up his palm and said.
"You can't do anything. I can't do anything about anyone in the Holy Capital. I took your lives. I need you to answer my question after you understand the situation around here."
Ishur lowered one hand and dropped both shoulders deliberately, he said.
"He said it was the royal fate that you besieged the Duke of Dierard residence, but why and for what purpose?
"Oh, that's"
The Knights chief still looks around and is half-hearted about what happened.
Ishur sighed, staring at the face of the Knight Commander with a quiet gaze.
"Or is the king disturbing? Is Bionato out of his mind?
"Ha? Well, silly"
The eyes of the Knights captain, who was restlessly shaking, were finally rested on Ishl.
"So, what? Why and for what purpose did you besiege the Duke's residence?
A slightly fed up look appeared on Ishur's face.
The Third Knight Commander is next in line for the Commander of the Court Magic, or not at all...
Though I made a threat to the Knights Commander, I can't very much move that to execution at the moment.
The circumstances are fundamentally different from those of the army of the Court Mage and the Second Knights when they were relative in the meadows away from the Holy Capital. It is the Knights of the Diocese that are besieging the Dielard family of the Five Orders public house just beside the Royal Castle. If we exterminate the Second Knights here and now, the Dielards will have clearly flipped the flag against the Holy King's family, the Dielards will be dressed in rebel stigma, and if we do poorly, the Holy Capital could be in a state of civil unrest.
Of course, things would be sedated at some stage before they mattered, as the Cathedral's righteous, including the Chief Cleric, would move into mediation.
But the stigma of the Dielard family will not disappear until Bionato dies and the royal power is completely altered.
Until he dies, the righteous will be forced into a tough battle politically.
And how would I be treated for devastating the Cathedral Knights in the Holy City?
Is it possible that even the presence of a red jade stone, a symbol of the royal power of the Holy King's family, in the back of the left hand, and graced by the god of the earth, could be pushed into a dangerous position?
Bionato is not crazy or anything. I guess that's his ambition.
It goes without saying that the hands that Bionato has struck since the mission left Krembel, the ambushes of the court demon guides and the army of the Second Knights, and this siege of the Duke of Dielard's mansion, they have become as I once thought they would have been had the Kings not been drawn to their mounds.
Take away the hands and feet of Bionato, the shadow-workers next crush the front power of the House of the Holy Kings---but in fact, there were troublesome circumstances involved that did not carry such a simple thing.
It was rather me who was scratched around by Bionato.
"Hmm. You're the sword of Yveda, right? Still have a very busy mouth for children. … what a heartbreaker of His Majesty's decree"
Did the Knights chief manage to regain his composure, and when he held up his jaw, he turned his scornful gaze, ignoring Ishur's question and cursing the other way round.
If Mira hadn't smiled......
That was dangerous.
Ishur glanced at the royal castle for a moment.
"I'm from another country. I'm not even serving the Holy King's house. I don't know how to thank the king. If you don't answer my question, we're gonna have to go to the royal palace and capture Bionato and force him to give us an order to withdraw."
"Oh, my God."
For a moment, the Knights Commander also turns his eyes to the royal castle.
Thin clouds began to cover the sky in the holy capital sky. Beyond the junction, which picks up the surrounding colors and glows light and gray, you can see the walls and the spires that stand above them.
"Oh, such an idiot..."
"You don't think you can do that, do you? You can do something about me in the Holy Kingdom, who the hell is there?"
As Ishur deliberately gave him a grisly grin, the Knights captain blued his complexion slightly and revealed his agitation.
"If we catch Bionato, we'll torture him."
Ishur said with a deeper grin.
"You have not been informed, but he has stolen a forbidden book from the cathedral and taken one of two pairs of red jade stones from the crown. We'll find out where they are at the same time as your withdrawal order."
"Ha...?
Ishur continued to the daunting Knights Commander.
"Speaking of torture, is it basic from nail peeling at first? But I use quite a bit of nerve to just peel my nails off with the magic of the wind. It's a hassle, so let's crush one finger at a time. The other man is the king. He'll throw up as soon as he crushes a few."
As for this one, I'm telling you half the joke, but if we could capture Bionato himself, torture is absolutely imperative.
"Yes, no, wait a minute"
The Knights captain looked desperate.
Hmm?
Ishur narrowed his eyes and observed the pulled face of the blackbearded middle-aged man.
As a result of the siege of the Dielard family and the stimulation of the sword of Yveda, a disaster will be called to the royal palace... And then what happens to this guy? Is that the place?
I just got an order to besiege the Duke of Dielard residence. Poor thing.
Hmm?
Ishur's eyes leave the Knight Commander and wander the universe for a moment.
From the Duke's mansion behind me, there are signs of people moving on purpose.
The Commander of the Knights also looks towards the Duke's residence.
As Ishur turned around, the figures of Mira and Sharka appeared from among the knights and families of the Duke's family, who were gathered inside the main entrance to the Duke's residence. And the other, a blonde with a single prominent creased hair, wearing a light tea boot with black trousers and a flashy decorative jacket in an english color.
That's probably Mira's brother.
Of course I don't know if he's the eldest or the second son.
When Ishur stared at the young man, across the gate, despite his considerable distance, the flashy outgoing man had seen Ishur and met him hard.
"Master Ishr!
Mira followed Sharka. She approached the gate.
Ishur just puts a hole in the junction. Sharka jumped across the gate softly as she lifted Mira to her left shoulder, accurately capturing the narrowness of the open junction and walking straight through.
The two quickly stepped down just behind Ishl.
"Hehe. Good afternoon, Lord Vasquez."
As Mira got off the shoulder of the crouched Sharka, she turned her approximate face to the Knights Commander and smiled elegantly.
"This is..."
Called Vasquez, the Knights Commander bowed down to Mira with his left hand against his chest. But Mira blocked Vasquez in a sharp tone shortly after he finished his greeting.
"I wonder what your Knights do to this house."
"... it"
Vasquez mumbled as he turned his torso backwards against Mira's temper.
"Is this a royal life or something? I don't know why. Tell me, Lord Knights."
"Oh, hon."
Vasquez said he would deceive his own upset with a deliberate cough.
"His Majesty the King says to hand over to the royal family those who will be Ishr Berch there. Somehow he was guilty of a great crime."
Vasquez glanced sideways at Ishur and said.
"Then there is no sin in the House of the Duke of Dielard, when he leaves the soldiers immediately. The apologist for making such a scene in your house, and the apologist for sending you later."
I see, is that what you mean?
Ishur put his arms together in front of his chest and sighed small.
Bionato. Still a boring breakup here. No art......
"If it is only the Dielard family that will welcome Ishr Bersch, our Knights will receive your house and let the Dukes' personalities, including Mila Dielard, be kept in royal custody"
Vasquez said with a grin caught on his nervous face.
"Well, ho ho ho"
Mira laughed with her back of her hand against her mouth as she raised her left hand. I laughed brilliantly.
Hmmm, this time it's awesome again...
"Ishur is a valued guest of our family, protected by the gods of the wind and the earth. Does His Majesty refer to you as a sinner?
Mira's narrowed gaze pierces the Knight Commander.
"The god of earth...?
Mira continued ignoring Vasquez's little whine.
"That's crazy. I can't believe you treated those who received the special protection of the gods as sinners. I wonder what happened to His Majesty."
I hear the Knights chief doesn't know about my left-hand red jade stone yet.
You won't even have to show it to me. It's not like the head of the magic guide.
"If they do that,... Your Majesty will become a traitor"
To Mira's decision dialogue, Vasquez forced her whole body to strength.
That's right. The king, the supreme guardian of the diocesan Church, is not even joking with the transgressors, etc.
And Mila Dielard used the word "apostate," so you should think there's some kind of backing. It should be thought that there is a cathedral behind it, that the Cathedral Church may even officially designate Bionato as an apostate, and that something terrible may happen.
For a moment Mira has turned her face to Ishl when she smiled horribly at the Knights Commander.
Mira has given Ishl the same, girly sweet, but anxious look.
"Master Ishur. My eldest brother, Ruffizio, is confined to the Royal Palace. I'd like to help somehow..."
"Hey..."
While Mira gave such a girly look, she didn't lose her voice in front of the Knights Commander, and she has said something outrageous.
Mira's eldest brother, Rufizzo, is one of the secretaries, the undersecretary of the secretary of the interior, who apparently was serving in the royal palace today.
That's what happened, and I ate my restraint in the royal palace.
Mira heard the story from her second brother Romeo and asked me to help her out. Of course that would also be Mira's will.
"Uh, that's not good. Let's go right away."
Ishur asked about the situation from Mira, shaking her neck several times vertically and saying:
Mira's brother is being held hostage, so to speak. It is. We must rescue it now.
"Uh, what do we do? We must solve this bond once and for all."
"I'm going to leave Sharka on our property. Some of them are my second brother Romeo. Brother Romeo is the master of water magic. There's a canal right next to you, and you're not afraid of fire arrows."
"What. Was there a man in the mansion who could use the magic of water?"
"But only my brother and the other wizard can use the water at home. If you get a fire arrow from all sides, I'm just sorry. Ishr, what you've done is not in vain."
Mira has said things like flirting with Ishur's words fine, saying that she is not afraid of fire and arrows herself.
"Oh,...... I see. But will Sharka be all right?"
Apart from that water wizard, of course, there will be wizards who serve or are employed in the Duke's house......
"Don't worry. Sharka will be fine by herself."
So Mira said with a grin.
"For all the men of the Knights wear iron armor, and have spears and swords. It's a little disturbing, isn't it? The Wizard of the Gold lineage, as well as the Spirit, is the most terrifying opponent for the military. There is no easier match for our Golden Mage than the Knights."
I see. If you ask me, yes. Just a little deformation of the torso armor would do a lot of damage to those wearing it. Built-in rupture is assured if it snaps vigorously. Even the tips of swords and spears become useless just by deforming them a little. Besides, Sharka is a pretty strong spirit.
"Right. Shall we go? To help Mira's brother."
"Yes, Ishr."
Mira's face makes a full smile.
"Just fine. Because of this, I will greet the Secretary of the Interior and Bionato with me if he is also in the Royal Palace."
Perhaps, but Bionato will no longer be in the royal palace. Is it hidden behind the rear palace or around the hidden room by now?
Then the person you want to hang with will be the secretary of the interior.
Ishur also said with a full smile.
Just compared to Mira's smile, Ishur's smile was ironically slight and distorted.
"... uh"
Vasquez calls from the side.
"What?
"What is it? Knight Commander."
"That's, uh, I need you to wait a minute"
The Knights chief smiles and waves his hands in agony.
"Going to the royal palace is outrageous. This place..."
"No, you can't. Things have changed. We must go to the royal palace."
Ishur also smiled again and said, trying to peek into Vasquez's face.
"If I leave, I can break this bond. After that, do as Sharka says at best."
"Oh, hey, wait a minute"
The Knights leader starts panicking.
Both the flag bearer behind him and the man who looks like a deputy are pale in the face.
Sharka opponents have difficulty attacking the Duke's residence, while the Knights Commander's responsibilities are serious if the Ishurs are to break into the royal palace. I could be branded completely incompetent.
"Okay, Sharka, please."
"Okay. Let it go."
Sharka nodded confidently and firmly as Mira ignored the Knights Commander and spoke to Sharka.
"Oh, hey..."
Vasquez's voice gets louder.
"Be quiet!
Ishur looked to the east, to the royal palace, as he crossed the knighthood captain.
One ride. The sound of horseshoes.
And signs of some one moving.
The road leading to the royal castle, from the corner behind it a white horse ridden and walking squire, and a flag appeared upon it.
The pattern of the flag was gold and silver on white ground, a shield supported by a lion, and a crown on the shield, the flag of the House of the Holy King.
Behind you is the flag of the House of the Holy King, which hangs gracefully in a breeze.
Bright blonde hair that looks white is saggy.
Long length, long cut eyes, neat curved face.
Do the silver cloak behind you, and the young man of white beauty will come towards you.
"His Highness Salomon..."
With Mira's whining, all those around her looked stunned.
Awesome......
The Prince of the White Horse is here. That's also a great beautiful young man......
Ishur glanced at the line of his brother Prince.
A man stabbed a long sword in his plain clothes. Two, a demon-like woman in a burnt tea robe with a hood, two mouthpieces and a flag squire.
The sound of regular horseshoes echoes strangely high.
The prince of the holy kingdom came and stopped until before Ishur's tensed bond.
"The holy kingdom of Orst is the first prince..."
When the prince offered his hand and stopped trying to tell him what was happening, he looked at Ishur and spoke to himself.
"You there, will you open the line of this wind god"
……
Ishur looked at Mira silently.
What the hell is going on?
"Let's let you through."
Mira did not take her gaze off the prince, and leaned slightly over to Ishur and said:
Ishur broke a part of the bond from before the prince to make his way. A twist rose from the soldiers of the Knights, who were in the open place of the union, and some had turned hostile to Ishur, but when the mouthpiece cried out, "Make way," they all realized the presence of the prince, turning themselves to the edge and kneeling.
Raise the flag of the House of the Holy King, and a line of princes will come towards the Ishurs among the soldiers kneeling.
"Hey, what..."
The Knight Commander is shaking his moustache.
Ishur shook his neck slightly.
... some kind of brilliance.
Looking up into the sky, two fireballs distorted in shape into spindles descend from the sky.
Come on!!
Ishur reached out his right hand and, once over the open junction, put up a new wall of wind magic.
To pass the flag of the House of the Holy King, it was avenged that it was open to the top of the junction.
A fireball hits the wall of magic and blows it up. A thousand cut flames propagated over a transparent wall and danced mad.
"Sharka!"
Faster than Mira screamed, Sharka struck out several rounds of iron balls about the size of ping-pong balls that were heated red with her hands raised in heaven, continuously vertical.
When I look up, I have a small shadow that goes up in altitude and into thin clouds. It's a wizard-like figure crossed by a cane.
Ishur hit a continuous chunk of wind magic toward the shadows.
It's good......!
The Wizard of the Wind quickly rises to altitude and hides in thin clouds flowing low in the sky, hunting Ishur repeatedly through irregular snakes.
The altitude is about two miles long (scar, about a thousand to three hundred m) or the wizard, which has become the size of a small dot, thins its black dot at times and darkens it towards the cloudy western sky. Probably also changing altitude and serpentine in the longitudinal direction.
Sharka's iron ball should be flying as a guided bomb and tracking the wind wizard, but it's no longer visible.
Eventually the wind wizard disappeared into the western sky.
Sharka dropped her hands off. She couldn't seem to make an effective attack either.
Suddenly, Ishur turned his face to the prince a little.
Some kind of killer.
As all the gaze around him followed the sky above his head, one of the soldiers who was kneeling suddenly pulled out his sword and was about to poke the prince up from below.
The magic of early sight doesn't work. Out of range.
This.
Shortly after raising his arms, Ishur covered the area around the soldier's waist with the magic of the wind.
At the same time, the soldier's arm blows up.
He fell into Ishur's footsteps as his sword-held arm twirled.
There was a swordsman from behind the prince, stretching his body wide and swinging his sword out. The man had to swing his sword through the magic of acceleration, slashing off the soldier's arm in an instant.
Part of the return blood tarnished the end of the prince's cloak. The mouthfeel is desperately holding the horse to surprise and stir.
A soldier who gets his arm slashed off, his hips stiffened by Ishl and doesn't make him as slight as a statue.
The face is distorted by pain and despair.
When the knights and soldiers around him took hold of the man a little late, Ishur unleashed the wind magic that cemented the man's hips.
Just for a moment around me, the wind blows.
It was a short time ago.
The prince did not give a glance to the seized assassin and slightly distorted his beauty when he dropped his gaze on his own cloak dirty in blood.
A slightly burning flame over his head lit the prince's face red.
"Ahhh."
The Knight Commander is trembling all over his body.
"Vasquez, what does this mean?
Salomon questions the Knights Commander from the horse with a cool face.
When the prince came before the Ishurs, Mira and Vasquez knelt with their right hands against their chests.
Ishur also put his right hand against his chest but just dropped his hips hard and lowered his head. Sharka is upright with her usual faceless expression.
Salomon first spoke to Vasquez.
"Wow, I know nothing, nothing! I haven't!
Vasquez is surprisingly sweaty on his forehead.
"Hmm..."
And Salomon laid his hand upon his chin, and looked up into the sky, and looked around at the Ishurs.
"I'm here to arbitrate. The Dellards and you, Vasquez."
A sneer spreads across its thin lips.
"But I didn't expect this to happen... In the meantime, I'm glad I kept Luffraid on hold"
Luffraid is the second prince, my brother.
Arbitration?
I see... right. Salomon sold favors to the Delards to make a big loan, or tried to keep a whole bunch of them on his own side.
And my brother, Prince Luffraid, thought the same thing.
So this raid...?
"Your Highness, this will not be Lord Vasquez's plot"
Mira raised her face and told Salomon.
There is a smile on her face.
"Oh. You're not even Luffraid. My brother seemed in a lot of a hurry, too. It's an important time."
Earn points, huh?
But you wouldn't be able to arbitrate if you came out. The Dielard family siege is a royal fate.
"This has been a big deal. What shall we do?
Salomon suddenly sent a stream to Ishur.
Giggle!!
A chill runs through Ishur's spine.
You're Nayal!
……
Mira ran a slight glance from Salomon to Ishur, giving him a harsh look.
... No, I'm kind of in a hurry.
"Mr. Salomon. This raid is koku--"
"Wait!
"Wait."
Ishur and Salomon shouted at the same time.
Whoa, that's a little hazy...
But it's awkward to name Bionato here now.
When the king is about to assassinate the princes, it's fine to spread it as a rumor that you don't know who put it out. But it is awkward that he that speaketh, and speaketh, shall come from the righteous. In some circumstances, it will give the opponent counterattack material.
"Hehe."
Salomon stares at me.
This prince thinks the same thing about me...
"Are you Ishr Bersch?" I wondered what kind of man Yveda's sword was, and I didn't know he was such a cute looking boy... "
Salomon's light watery eyes narrow.
"You like that, don't you?
"Your Highness!"
Mira gave a rare and bare voice.
Ha. I don't know, this. Does the Prince of Beauty have a taste for you?
But right now, we're not out of line.
This siege wasn't a trap against me, Mira, or the Dielards, no, it was the second three. Next, this trap was meant to kill Salomon or his brother, Luffraid, or both.
It has been said for a long time that Bionato is about to kill the two princes. He could have killed the princes with the siege, and turned their sins into the Dielard family, with one stone and two birds.
If I were to erupt before that, I would have a good excuse to kick Yveda's sword out of the Holy Capital, even if it didn't take to assassinate the princes. It would be a good excuse to kick down the Dielard family that brought me into the Holy Capital.
The outrage that raised the army in this holy capital was designed so that things could fall either way.
Salomon also knew, or might have suspected, at the level of uncertain rumors, but in any case he was convinced at this stage. He said the Father King was trying to make himself a deceased.
"Uh, you know, the wizard who attacked me from the sky..."
When Ishur says to no one,
"It's Serio. I'm a good enemy of Bellin. We're always hanging out."
Mira has looked up to Ishl and talked to him.
When it comes to Serio, it's a man. But aren't you better than Bellin? I've used the magic of fire in the wind. And that 3D serpentine...... Above, perhaps, he flew away while spinning irregularly in a spiral.
Approaching the thin cloud transmission from a considerable altitude, suddenly descending and striking, not killing the speed and rising again on the cloud, then fleeing quickly. Perfect, exemplary method of warfare.
"Salomon, please spill your eyes on Serio. That kid was just ordered from above..."
……
Salomon just waved silently. And I looked around.
"More than that, those who have put their swords to me, the assassins, will still be disputed many times by this Third Knights as well. Ishr, thanks to the bond you put up with me, I'm safe too."
Salomon has smiled and looked at this one.
……
The prince's smile is too colourful and tough...
But what Salomon said was right. More than one other person is likely disputed. What a convenience there was just one assassin lurking in that place that happened to open the line for Salomon.
The prince's squires, swordsmen and demon guides, who had continued their perimeter vigilance somewhat, ran a sharp gaze as soon as possible and began to be more vigilant around them.
"Vasquez, you leave the army once. I'll take it from you later, Your Grace."
Salomon looked a little tight and said to the Knights Leader, who knelt down and trembled.
"Ha, but..."
You will be held responsible for my attempted assassination.
"No... but this is a royal life. Your majesty tells me not to leave, no matter what."
Vasquez turns his face bright blue and doesn't pull even though he's pathetic.
"Hmm."
Salomon looked down at Vasquez and had a few thin grins.
"I can't go back to the royal palace like this. Too dangerous."
Salomon shrugged slightly to the top and bottom, with a small voice that no one could hear.
But Ishul could hear it. Probably even to Mira.
"I don't see the Holy Stone Mission, Mila Dielard, but what are you going to do now? Are you going straight back to the mansion?
"No, my brother Rufizzo is under house arrest at the Royal Palace. I'm going to get Ishr and his brother back."
"Oh my God!
Salomon suddenly pissed off its righteous face and shouted.
"Ruffitzó?
"Yes......"
Mira's eldest brother must be moving as a brother, a prince, and a salomon.
It doesn't seem that way, it's also easy to understand Salomon's attitude that made him react a little exaggerated. The Duke of Dielard family's son would be one of Salomon's most important supporters.
"Right. That's tough. All right, go now. Am I interrupting you? Is there anything you want me to do?
"No, I'm fine. If you're with Ishur, you're in no danger of going anywhere."
"Well... speaking of which, I'll be staying at your house for a while, right? Ishr, you are."
Salomon is turning his gaze here again.
Mira doesn't have to say that much either...
"Yes, it is."
"Then I made up my mind"
When Mira answered happily, Salomon shifted his gaze to her and said:
"Open the gates of your mansion, if you will."
"Huh?"
Hey, what?
Mira also looks stunned.
"Hurry up."
Salomon said the "quick" place in a harsh tone.
Ishur broke the line in front of the main entrance to the Duke's residence.
"Out of the way!"
"Out of the way, out of the way!
The two swordsmen of Salomon's squire precede him, turning away the Knights soldiers.
Mira runs to the front gate and speaks to those inside.
Shortly after, the main entrance to the Duke of Dielard's residence was opened.
An iron fence gate decorated in black with gold and silver makes a slippery, deafening sound of iron. An oak tree was seen on the left and right of the cobblestone road stretching straight from the gate, and behind the front was a sprinkling two-story main mansion with a dull blue-grey roof on a bright grey wall, with some towers on the third floor.
Salomon advances the white horse to the back of the gate. The sound of dry hooves sounded strangely loud around.
When Salomon entered the grounds of the Duke's residence, he looked around from the horse and said out loud.
"I decided to stay at the Duke of Dielard's residence for a while"
Heh...?
Mira, Vasquez, the Knights soldiers, and even Salomon's squire solidify in amazement.
Ishur also opened his eyes in dismay and stared at Salomon.
Prince, you......
When Salomon leaned down and smiled at Mira, he immediately raised his head and looked at Ishur, who stood still.
"This is the saint capital, the safest place."
And he looked like a prank, and he meditated on one eye to show it.