Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Out north of the royal palace, there is a cobbled path stretching long east of the royal castle.

As always, there are no figures on the streets around.

As he walked towards the back of the castle between the weeds covering both sides of the road and the trees that grew neglected around him, a white palace appeared about past the rear palace on the south side, stretching long east and west to the north side of the road.

It's a two-story, spicy building with white walls rising between dark green trees. Far away, there are similar buildings lined up in the back of the east.

"... hmm?

Ishur narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are signs of multiple people from the small palace in front of them. Whether it is the entrance or exit of the palace, the building that protrudes to the south and the trees that grow around it are shadowed and its appearance cannot be confirmed.

"The hall in front is called the White Road Palace and the White Magnetic Palace in the back"

Mira spoke from the side.

"The White Road Palace is the residence of Mr. Salomon and Mr. Luffraid. The White Magnetic Palace in the back is reserved for distant guests. It's a hotel."

"Hakuro-ku? White Road, you write?

"Yes, it is"

Mira leans her neck and smiles.

White Road. White Way, or...

Ishur ran his gaze to the left and right looking for an apple tree. Across the road, on the right side of the palace, you can see the trees blooming with white flowers.

Would Estofol be latitude per South France in previous life? Apple trees may also grow fine, as they will be slightly closer to the mountainous areas east of the continent and at elevations there. Now is certainly the time for apple trees to blossom.

The White Road Palace building faced south and had entrances and exits to the west, center and east.

A few of them came out of the west entrance and exit.

When Ishur glanced at them, he turned to the east, behind the White Road Palace.

There is also one sign at the entrance and exit east of the White Road Palace, about a hundred long steps away (skull, about six to seventy m). There are more people there. Hiding in the branches of the building and the trees, the figure of seven or eight people is hidden in sight. I also see one chestnut-haired horse.

"Bishu!"

Ruffizuo shouted beside Ishl's left.

"Oh, Ruffizo!

A man named Bishu, who came out of the western entrance and exit directly beside the Ishurs, was the deacon of Prince Salomon.

She has thinned gray hair behind her back, rounded eyes on each nose, and a slight abdomen, but a disappointing figure with an upper back. A combination of bright yellow scarves on a scorched tea jacket, with black trousers underneath and no butler outfit. Common outfits of junior aristocrats and wealthy merchants, etc.

"So, is Your Highness safe? I haven't heard from you since I left for your house."

Bishou clouded his complexion and told Ruffizuo as he ate.

Would it be his men a little further behind? Two young men quietly refrain with a loving face.

"I'm talking about Your Highness --"

While Ruffitzó was explaining the upside of the matter to Bischo, Ischl glanced at the crowd at the entrance and exit east.

Isn't there a little Luffraid in there?

"You have beautiful apple flowers. It fits well with the White Road Palace."

I've said that about what Mira thought.

Am I looking scared? Convince Luffraid to manage to get out of the royal castle, which is very important.

"Oh."

Follow Mira's gaze and circle her gaze to the white flowers that float dotted among the green trees.

"I wonder if this palace could have a redhead girl living in it"

"Yes?"

Mira looked strange to one of Ishur's words, who shrugged about what she cared.

"There will also be a large number of maids of residence, so there may be redhead children..."

She answers truthfully and honestly.

Even I know the story. The "White Road of Joy" she named.

Will there be joy for him that dwells in this palace?

... to the two princes.

"That's been a big deal.... Are you sure? If His Royal Highness is to stay for a while, we must take His Highness's escorts and servants to your house, and carry your meals and other things around you."

Bishop and Ruffizuo, Deacon of Salomon, are talking.

Although Bishop was attacked by Salomon and then first ascended to the action he had taken, he returned to peace at an alarming rate of speed and began to explore his thoughts on what to do for his husband.

"Of course I don't mind that..."

"Sure, you might have a problem. Maybe the Kings will get in the way when you leave the castle."

Ishur pinched his mouth from behind the two, even though he thought it was because of it.

"What about this one?

Bishu saw Ishl's face and asked Ruffizuo a question.

"This is Ishr."

Mira interrupts quickly.

Mira.... again. Is it just Ishr again?

"This is Miss Mira. Long time no see."

Bishu put his left hand against his chest and lowered his head deeply to say a polite greeting to Mira, he turned to Ishl and let him be surprised by exaggeration.

"Oh, you..."

Bishu also knew about Ishur.

I don't feel disgusted with his tricks because of his high level of professionalism as a butler, is that why?

"Hmm. Thou art my Lord... no, I thank thee too."

He heard from Ruffitzó that Ischl had played a part in stopping the Salomon raid, and when he thanked Ischl, he nodded, yeah, many times.

"... I see, Your Highness is in Dielard's mansion. As always, you're smart enough to see a desk."

That's the guy who acts as that prince's butler, or he's hard to turn his head on. Bishop seemed immediately convinced of the reasons for his husband's unexpected behavior.

"Bishop, by the way. Indeed, Ishur, you are right, it may be difficult to move His Highness's family and belongings out of the castle. I don't know what to do..."

Said Ruffizuo as he put his hand in his jaw and contemplated.

"Hmm."

Bishou also did the trick of putting his face down and thinking, but he immediately came up with something, looked up, and struck himself in the palm with the other hand and said.

"You've got a good hand."

According to Bishop, the Countess of Calestina and her daughter, who currently have a presidency in the southwest of the Holy King, are staying at the White Magnetic Palace in the back next door. It was that the marginal discourse between a certain aristocratic family near the Sacred Capital and the daughter of the Count family was lifted, and for that reason she came all the way out from afar to the Sacred Capital.

"Its Karestina family is set to leave the capital (Miyako) in the last few days. Let's try to get them mixed up in your lane, too. I am cordial with the Count's butler, late."

Bishu said with a groan of mustache.

Sure, then Bionato can't even get his hands on it. The Earl of Calestina family is similar to the Borderline uncle, so to speak, like a great foreign name with great power.

"That's good."

"Well, we've been busy with this," Bishop said happily as he smiled and nodded.

And Luffitzó and Mira, of course, greeted Ischl with a great greeting, and pulled him into the palace as he slept with the young men who were holding back behind him.

"I'm sorry, Ishr. They took an unexpected time."

To Ruffitzó, who had been apologizing, Ischl replied, "No," pointing his face towards the back of the White Road Palace and the east entrance and exit.

"It was just the right place"

As Ishur expected, one young man in boots popped up from the solidification of the people to a flashy golden thread embroidered tunic on a red cape, trousers on a black belt, and headed towards the Ishurs.

"Mira in Ruffitzó, from the Dielard family."

The red cloak fluttered in the breeze. The bright blonde tip of her hair shakes slightly.

A refreshingly faced young man stood before the Ishurs.

Ruffizuo and Mira quickly fall back and kneel. Ishur lowered his head with his right hand against his chest as he stood from behind.

Luffraid didn't look much like his brother. Similar to Salomon is the color of white skin and hair, the egg-shaped face on the big, deep blue eyes, the face still slightly younger, does not look like the same brother as Salomon.

"What happened?

What did Luffraid do sharply to Ishur while standing alone?

"My name is Ishr Bersch. Your Highness."

Ishur said, looking closely into Luffraid's eyes.

"Well... did you? I see, my father will disappear."

Luffraid looked around hard and laughed lightly.

Juvenile childhood is disappearing from his face. The tone was not the same as the impression of appearance, and it was a very grown-up one.

"If the sword of Yveda against the enemy appears in the royal castle, you have no choice."

Luffraid's grin deepens. At the same time, Mira's shoulder strengthens on her knees.

"So my brother was able to convince Vasquez well?

Luffraid looked away and said to those with the Duke of Dierard's mansion.

"That's the big deal..."

Luffizuo raised his face and began to explain to Luffraid.

My brother is a lot different than my brother......, not the look, but the contents. From him you can say the opposite of Salomon, I get the impression that he's tough and honest.

Ischl somewhat observed Ruffreid listening to Ruffizuo's explanation.

Whatever it takes to get this man out of the royal castle, we have to break up with Bionato. If possible, totally.

If the righteous and the brother prince tied together, wouldn't he abolish Salomon and nominate the second son in front of him as the next king?

Luffraid could be king of the Holy King's kingdom for a short time between Bionato's descent from the throne of the king and his becoming chief cleric. And Bionato would kill Luffraid early if he were elected chief cleric himself. Then you will make your younger concubine daughter the next king.

As it is, there is only death in Luffraid's future. If Luffraid were nominated as the next king, and the kings and younger brothers and princes were linked, the politics of the Holy King would be organized into two major forces: the united righteous and brother princes, and also the united kings and younger brothers and princes, whose feud would be more pioneered.

And if Luffraid becomes the next king for a short time or tentatively, the righteous and Salomon will be forced into a significantly disadvantaged situation.

Talking to Ruffizuo, Ruffreid is letting his face down. What does my brother Prince look like now? I can't take a peek in that heart.

Would he have the intellect to follow Bionato but to sharpen his power and protect his own life? It can't just be obedient to Bionato. If you have become king, even tentatively, it is inevitable that Salomon and the righteous will be put in a tough state if you do not kill Bionato on the contrary and get him to do enough to retreat.

It is possible, of course, that Leflaide has not been killed until that time when Bionato was elected Chief Cleric Officer and he appears among the Cathedral's Lord God to carry out the "Rite of the Holy Crown”.

Besides, my younger brother, the Prince, had some momentum in the Kings, Bionato would surely be elected Chief Cleric Officer, and he would also feel comfortable appearing among the Lord God in the "Rite of the Holy Crown”.

But in any case, we should avoid that each faction is aggregated into two factions and that factional strife intensifies. If the feud intensifies, there is also the possibility that something unforeseen will happen in the Holy City. If something were to happen, for example if an army of bipartisan sentiments were to gather in the Holy City, the righteous would almost certainly be on the side of the bandits, so to speak.

"... there it is. My brother."

Ruffitzó also talked about the Prince Salomon raid, which Ischl was going to talk about himself. As his story reached the steps where Salomon settled down at the Duke of Dielard's mansion, Ruffreid stared at Ishl's face.

"Surely the safest place in the Holy City right now might be the Dielard Mansion."

And slightly distorted my lips.

"In Salomon's story, His Highness also tried to help us."

Mira asked the prince first as Ishur finally opened his mouth and tried to cast doubt on Ruffraid about the Salomon raid.

"Oh, because Zilley said it would be better if my father or the secretary of the interior gave me a pen to head to your mansion." I thought I'd better hit it too, but my father can't grab it, Bernard doesn't shake his head vertically... "

I wonder who Zilley is. I open a few minutes behind Luffraid and look at the prince's entourage as he watches this one. Have they been told by their masters not to come a certain distance from this one?

Is there such a man in it? Could it be Leflaid's butler or someone from his faction? The person could have been put in a mouth truck around Bishop earlier, or could have been tipped off by a brother prince.

It's probably the case that Salomon said, "I stopped Luffraid".

"That was apparently eaten by my brother for a cup. So this time, I gave up on helping you."

Luffraid raised his face when he made Mira smile, and he has seen Ishl.

"Your Highness, do you have any idea who ordered Prince Salomon to strike?"

Luffraid's been looking at me. What I asked you might not be what he wanted to talk about or hear.

But we have to talk about this anyway.

Ishur rang his throat. Unexpectedly, I get strength in my shoulders.

This is an incision. Can or can't you disconnect the Ruffraid from the bionato?

Probably not willing to leave the royal castle for Leflade. Is he thinking of taking Salomon's movements backwards with him, rather approaching and using his father?

We have to persuade Luffraid somehow. For us. For his own good.

... Here we go.

"It's"

In Ishur's inquiry, Ruffreid clouded his complexion as soon as possible.

I wonder if neither Salomon nor Luffraid knew until the true aim of Bionato. Rather, it may have been in the ears to the extent of the rumours, but neither of us should have thought more than the sight of the King of the Holy King, one of whom would become the chief cleric of the diocesan Church and the puppet of the Father - its many on the main national and international routes.

Even if they knew all about the righteous fearful king's plans, the princes would have cut it off as absurd Yotai tales and not considered it deeply. It seems realistically possible that the Father King will pawn ourselves and try to rule indirectly both in government, but the Father King's plan to place the Holy Kingdom and the Cathedral Church under direct control, unite the entire continent with its power, achieve the bliss of all the people by the immense indoctrination of the Cathedral Church, and finally ascend to the throne of God with its feat - is indeed absurd, and even if they did not make it a one-sider, it might not have helped.

Neither Salomon nor Luffraid heard firsthand the ideals of the Bionat boy, who was once a Cathedral apprentice cleric, and even if they had doubts about the recent illness and death of the great clergy, his concubine brother, over the past few years, they would not have thought that would be directly linked to their assassination. I merely thought that it would be a task for the Father King to place our brothers as puppets on both poles of the Holy Kingdom and the diocesan Church.

But just now Prince Salomon's raid turned everything upside down nicely.

"If it wasn't Prince Salomon who went to arbitration at the Duke of Dielard's residence, Your Highness, but you, wouldn't there have been a raid?

Luffraid has been staring at Ishl with a harsh look on his face. The opposing Ishur also has a sharp gaze and stares at Luffraid.

"... it would have happened to me."

Between them for a long time, Luffraid had no choice but to say the words, and so on.

Ishur nodded silently and small.

It is already obvious that Salomon and Luffraid, the two princes, are also firmly inscribed on Bionat's assassination list.

"Does Your Highness know the purpose of the righteous?

Ishur said in a low voice.

Luffraid's eyes are opened.

Mira looked up and saw Ishl. Ruffitzó raised his mind and remained looking at Ruffreid. But there was a clearly discernible tension running on his back.

"Now neither Prince Salomon nor His Highness can cut and abandon the conspiracy of His Lord claimed by the righteous as unfounded and absurd dream stories. Different?

"Master Ishr!

"Mr. Ishur. Stop it."

A small scream rises from Mira and Ruffizuo.

Was that meant as a warning that Bionato should not be named, that his conspiracy should not be spoken of? Or was it a commandment that any more words and deeds that challenged and inspired Luffraid were disrespectful?

"There it is..."

Luffraid pulls his jaw and stares at Ishl.

"Not like this."

Ishur also pulled his jaw and glanced at Luffraid.

"You're going to get killed. Your Highness."

Ishur said low and short, trying to determine the air around him.

Countless birds flew from the surrounding trees. Was the unconscious magic unleashed from Ishur? Their battling squeals echoed in the thinly cloudy royal sky.

……

Once again, Mira and Ruffizuo also screamed without a voice.

"Knock..."

Luffraid's face was distorted into distress.

"Ishr, don't"

Ruffitzó looked back at Ischl as he knelt, reaching out.

The colour of Ruffitzó's eyes, he could choose the words, and it was not a threat, or so he seemed to be appealing to Ischl.

"Please!

But Ishur gave no eyes to Mira or Ruffizuo, and suddenly he knelt down towards Ruffreid.

And he drooled his head low to the ground, and said, Screaming.

"Please, please. I want you to leave the royal castle with us now."

Ishur raised his pale face and stared at Luffraid from the bottom.

"It's for you. It's for the royal kingdom."

Ishur's eyes were running blood.

This is an incision.

It's not a question of disrespect, faction, justice, etc.

There can be disturbances in the Holy City.

And most importantly, your life is at stake.

A very heavy life carried many human destinies.

I can see that. How hard it is to protect each person's life.

I can see that. For it has taken the lives of many people, and the lives of many close ones.

Ishl's blood-running eyes and Ruffled's angry eyes bumped into each other.

……

But the nervousness that cut me off ended in an instant.

Luffraid pulled out of his shoulder and somehow softened his expression and smiled.

"Thank you, Lord Ishur"

"So..."

A delightful colour floats in Ishur's face.

"But I can't leave the castle"

Luffraid immediately pulled in a smile and got a tough look.

"Now that His Majesty has made an exception, there must be no more royal men in the royal castle. It's something else."

Luffraid looked over at the Ishurs, the palaces and castle towers around him.

"So I cannot leave the castle."

Oh no......

Ishur's head goes down. My shoulders fall off.

"Master Ishr!

Mira jumps from side to side.

Surely there is no bionato here right now. He's gone.

If Luffraid leaves the royal castle, there is not a single royal boy in the royal palace in the holy capital, etc., and if it is known nationally and internationally, then some unforeseen event may occur with it.

"Don't worry. Lord Ishur."

Luffraid said softly once again.

"It was Lord Ishur whose father disappeared unjustly and falsely, and he was not just afraid that nothing had happened. Because he also feared his brother and me. If you weren't at the same time, now it's your turn to do it."

Luffraid sighed small there and looked toward the royal palace.

"Still my father will try to flex me and use me as a pawn. I think I'll ride it."

So he dropped his gaze on Ishur and grinned grinningly.

"In the meantime I can live, and then I can kill him on the contrary"

Luffraid flipped the red cape when he grumbled so, turning his back on the Ishurs.

"I'm glad you did, Red Heart."

Luffraid said as he left, showing Ishl his side.

Ishur stood up and spoke to that Luffraid.

"When his Lord is elected the next Chief Cleric, it is most dangerous right after him. Be careful."

Luffraid turned forward. As he was, he raised one hand firmly toward Ishur.

"Ishur..."

Without knowing what Mira wants, she still calls out to Ishl.

Ruffizuo just looks difficult and looks at the entrance and exit east of Ruffraid's disappeared White Rd Palace.

Ishur shifted his gaze from the White Road Palace toward the tree on his right hand side, where white flowers of apples could be seen sparsely across the road.

It is no longer a situation in which the story of an orphan girl can be seen. Speaking of the White Road, or the White Road, it was just bloody and full of misery for me.

Um, what happens to young people living on the "White Road"?

Surely there, that fateful god, the goddess of the moon, Lelia, will never come to hand.

Lelia doesn't intervene directly with anyone but me. But I didn't think his “White Road” was going to end in despair.

Luffraid, I pray for your joy.

That's all I can do now.

"Shall we go"

Ishur spoke to Mira and Ruffizuo.

Mira somehow had tears in her eyes at some point.

Ruffizuo smiled lonely and nodded silently.

Their appearance was dyed bright red as the sun began to fall to the bottom of the earth.

Ishur hugged Mira and asked Ruffizuo to put his hand on his shoulder and fly all the way back into the sky to Dielard Mansion.

In front of the Duke's mansion, Sharka is royal and staring at the knights outside, he stepped down right before it.

The surroundings were surrounded by knights and family members of the Duke of Dielard family, trying to surround Sharka. Several iron bonsai are arranged in the rear, and the bonfire is about to burn. Before descending on the Duke's mansion, bonfires were also prepared on the side of the diocesan knights besieging the Duke's mansion.

When Ruffitzó and Mira returned, cheers arose from all around them, and they were surrounded by the Dielard family.

"Thank you, Sharka"

Mira called out to Sharka as soon as she came out of that circle and asked Ishur.

"Even the Third Knights seem to burn the bonfire, will you be all right"

"I don't think I'm worried. They won't be shooting fire arrows. We have Prince Salomon."

Unlike so many Salomon raids that I don't know who ordered them, and in the present situation, where it is clear that he is inside, I would not be able to give any order to fire the Duke's mansion. No one in any faction in the Holy Capital would believe that, even if it were decided to shoot a fire arrow at the discretion of the Third Knight Commander.

In the present circumstances, where there is not a clear rebellion against the Holy King's family, nor is the suspicion insufficient, would Bionato be pushed into a worse position if he set fire to the House of the Duke of Dielard and killed Prince Salomon?

"Me, Mira and Sharka, we're in the mansion now. And you have a brother who can use water magic. Things were different when we were outside. You don't have to worry about it."

"Um, don't worry about it. Ishur, you're right. His Majesty can no longer make forceful orders than His Highness is in our mansion. Not now."

Following Mira, Ruffizuo, who came out of a group of the Dielard family, came from the side and said:

He dropped his voice from it,

"I don't know what will happen if His Royal Highness Luffraid and His Majesty the King join hands."

added.

"Right."

Ishur nodded mysteriously. Mira also clouds her face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Your Highness Salomon and Lady Romeo are waiting inside."

An old butler in black came out of the crowd around.

The Ishurs were led by the Deacon of the Dielard family and entered the mansion.

The main entrance to the Duke of Dielard's residence was also lined with two large doors with kannon openings beside it. The doors are both open.

As he walked up about three steps into the mansion, the main hall of the Duke's mansion had a wide range of large stairs leading upstairs in the back of the center.

It is tanned together in dull gray to white tones throughout, and is made of plenty of marble and other stone materials.

Numerous candle-lined chandeliers were suspended from the ceiling in chains.

In one corner of the hall are desks lined with several tall chairs, with several knights and plainclothes wearing silver armour.

When the Ishurs came inside, one knight, about thirty years past, weaving a blue cape from among his people, jumped out. Dark hair, black mustache, and skin burn shallow and black on the day.

"Ruffizo!

"Dario!"

A knight called Ruffizuo and Dario hugs each other.

"What about him?

"This is our Knight Commander. The deputy commander is in the Territory now. They change every few years."

When Ishur asked Mira in a small voice, Mira also told me in a small voice.

Mira told me before that there is a Duke of Dielard territory to the south of Harumel.

Thank you, Lord Bersch, for your help.

Dario has stood in front of Ishl and thanked him when he exchanged hugs with Ruffizuo.

"No......"

Dario nodded with a smile when Isul answered with a slight blur, turning his face to Ruffizuo and Mira and saying it out loud.

"Come on, you two, Your Highness is waiting for you. Lord Bersch, come here too."

Dario takes the lead on behalf of the butler as the other knights bow their right hand to their chests, continuing down a wide hallway stretching west on the south side of the mansion.

Passing a large hall filled with wizards and a large number of civilian-like people, the next time, there were Salomon and Romeo in the dinner-like room.

Salomon was sitting in the deepest part of a long, large table, facing Romeo, Mira's second brother, who sat diagonally across the street, talking in a whisper. A luxurious bunch of silver candlesticks, tea sets, a set of writing implements and parchment were placed on the table.

"Ruffizo!"

"Your Highness!"

Salomon stood up all the time as he saw the Ishurs, Ruffizuo, who had come into the room, his hands spread out and shouted. And I approached Ruffitzó early on myself and hugged him.

……

Salomon delighted with a full smile and the safety of Ruffizio, answers Ruffizio.

But Ishur was stunned on the spot.

Romeo's the red jacket, Ruffizio's the blue jacket, they're both pretty much the same design, just different colors. The two wore about the same outfit except for the color of their jackets. Same hair and color. And his face was the same.

When I looked at Romeo from a distance and then met Ruffizuo face-to-face, I did think they were very similar, but......

Isn't it the same? Both of you. My face.

There are also single-egg twins here......

"Hey, hey, Mira"

Ishur asked Mira to lurk her voice.

"Your brothers were twins...?

"Yeah. That's right....... oh. Didn't I, Ishr, talk to you?

Mira pulled in the smile that came to her once and said with a slightly awkward look on her face.

……

Ishur nodded his neck vertically and cocklessly silently.

For some reason, the figure of Pilsa and Puri comes to my attention.

This is also......, hard to do......

"Mr. Ishr! Thank you for rescuing my brother."

Romeo calls from the other side of the table.

"The introduction was delayed. My name is Romeo Fios de Lux Dierado. Greetings."

Romeo has said it in a bright voice. Even the twins are a little more comfortable with their brother?

"Hi, nice to meet you. This is Ishr Bersch. Best regards......"

Ishur managed to smile back.

Because it is, but it strengthens. Your expression is getting stiff.

"Oh, Mr. Ishr!

There comes Salomon.

"Looks like you did a great job. As I'm going to hear more from Ruffitzó..."

Salomon, saying so, took a roll of paper from the top of the table and gave it to Ishur.

Parchment rolls are tied with decorative strings knitted in gold thread.

"I'm sorry, but I need you to deliver my letter to the cathedral right away."

Salomon continued with his index finger along his jaw.

"Ulturo, please."

"Well, that's..."

Raise your voice as Mira sings.

"Mm-hmm. I've decided to ask the Chief Cleric to arbitrate this time. That'll fit in."

Salomon turned his face to Mira.

"You should go with Ishr. Nice to meet you."

"Yes, I did. Your Highness."

Mira lowered her hips and bowed gracefully. Mira's good mood comes through numbingly.

Ishur also bowed his head silently.

Salomon has moved on to doing the same thing Desio thought.

But he who petitions the chief priest for arbitration, it became the first prince of the house of the Holy King, one of them.

"There will be no need to hasten their withdrawal any more than I am here. Even if it takes some time, neither my father nor the Secretary of the Interior can do it without the arbitration of the Chief Cleric."

Salomon saw Ishur.

"By tomorrow, the Third Knights will also be leaving. The problem is from then on......, Ishr, you"

Salomon smiles.

It wouldn't be an eye illusion. His smile is clearly veiled. It's glowing.

... It would be dangerous, that.

"So when you get back, I want to set aside some time for everyone to discuss it. About the future."

"I hope so."

Ishur glanced at Salomon and said.

I have the strength to gaze at him.

"As a matter of fact, I and Lord Mira have heard the report of the Dielard family anomaly and have come to the Holy Capital ahead of the first line of the Holy Stone Divine Mission. Once I have delivered His Royal Highness's letter to the Chief Cleric, I would like to return to the line of missions to see how the families of the Dielard family are, beginning with the Chief of Rituals. By now, they will have reached close proximity to the Holy Capital, too. There may also be obstruction by someone. I'm worried, especially at night. Please forgive me."

Ishur finally bowed his head deeply toward Salomon.

I'm wearing a crow, but it doesn't make any difference that they're worried. The Dielard family siege of the Third Knights was virtually the same with a piece on the General Cleric's arbitration, and we should now go back to the mission to check the situation and get to the escort.

Mira also bows to Salomon saying, "Please," whether she agrees with Ishl's idea.

When you have a hard time, this kind of place is a pain in the ass.

"Oh, you did. Hasn't the mission arrived yet? Let's talk to you tomorrow. Take care and go."

Salomon said without being distracted at all and without ever stopping smiling.

But to Ishul, who lifted up his face, he narrowed his evil, glowing eyes and added a word.

"I'd like to hear more about your left hand."

Salomon glanced at Ishl's left hand, wearing Ishl's black finger puller bag, and immediately saw Ishl's face, deepening that smile.

"Look, Ishr. Look at that. The sun will set on the horizon.... very pretty"

Mira turns her face to the western sky and calls out to Ishur.

"The wind is cool, it feels good..."

Mira lifts her head and whispers closer to Ishur's face.

"... yeah"

Close! Face, because it's close!

Ishur holds Mira up and floats in the evening sky of the Holy Capital.

If you turn your gaze west, as Mira says, you can see the large city of Esphor weaving a complex pattern of red and black in the evening sky, so that it sinks deep into the ground and spreads.

From the Dielard mansion to the cathedral, there are only about two miles (scar, about a thousand and three hundred m) at a straight distance. If you jump up, it won't be long.

In that short time Mira comes firmly set up. Set me up, I don't know if that's okay... Doesn't she have a sense of crisis about the situation now, or is it different from this? Don't break your own pace.

Mira immerses the sky of the Holy Capital in the sweet narrative between the two of Ishur and the bunch.

Ishur descended so that he could taste next to the spire of the cathedral, stained red in the sunset, and descended into the square on the south side of the temple.

A large temple in front of me. On its right, on its east side, stands three giant towers. The tower in front and back is slightly lower and the central tower is higher.

Under the three towers, there are few people in the square. Speaking of moving things, so much so that several clerics quietly travel to and from the edge of the square, making sure to stick to the various facilities of the diocesan church surrounding the square, its stone magnificent buildings.

"Let's go"

Upon descending into the square, Mira invited Ishur towards the cathedral spire.

The iron doors of both Kannons under the tower are still open. Once inside, there is a room with a high ceiling lined with several high columns depicting a gentle curve, and below there is an out-of-the-box bench. Behind it is a line of desks, with several clerics probably doing clerical work. It was dim inside, and only around the clerics at work were candlesticks and lanterns placed and bright.

In the tower, the basement was more like a point of contact for some bureau than a temple.

Is it accepting the burial facilities of residents living in the Holy Capital or being consulted on funerals? No, the cathedral wouldn't do that. There are countless small and large temples throughout the city in Estofol. Perhaps it is dedicated to the clergy of the Church, who is the focal point for them to carry out the different procedures.

Mira spoke to a nearby cleric as she proceeded to the back.

"Temple of the Priest"

The cleric called upon by Mira seemed to be making some sort of paperwork, but when she saw Mira's face, she stood up to fly and came close to her for a small run.

"Please call the Holy Cleric Pierre Bahar. Mira from the Dielard family is here."

"Ha, I get it"

The cleric called by Mira seems to know who Mira is. He made his face tense, just as he did when he came, running small and disappearing beyond the door in the back wall.

Pierre, the Holy Cleric, is a righteous man, just like Desio.

Mira turned to Ishl and said in a small voice.

He says Decio and Pierre are partitioning the Cathedral's righteous in the form of support for the Ulturo of the General Cleric from left to right.

"Mira, I hope after tomorrow."

Ishur decided to ask Mira to stay here to do what she had been thinking for a long time.

"Will you arrange the writing and the biggest roll of paper in the Duke's house"

"Yes, I don't mind that......, can I write to someone?

Mira opens her eyes and tilts her neck cutely.

"No. Create a figure correlation diagram of each faction around the Sacred Capital"

"Jinbu, is that right?

"That's right. I want Mira to explain it to me then. Illustrate and write down who there are in each faction of the Holy Capital, what status and role they hold, and with whom they relate. It's the quickest I can remember to do so. Various analyses, easy to judge"

"Ha, really?

"You'll see. I wonder if it's just a little closer to the lineage diagram."

One thing I'm not sure about, Mira, but even if there are family diagrams and family books in this world, there won't be a full person correlation diagram. Since ancient times, people have charted and charted a lot of things, but whatever it is that involves astronomy and theology, many of them ended up with about the degree of note-writing on the spot.

I have also met many people today in less than half a day. Those days will last here for a while. Will he be drawn to many men, such as Mira, his twin brothers, the people of the Dielard family and Salomon, to "introduce him"? Plus the clerics of the diocesan church will be added there.

As soon as possible than I thought, I need to knock people and their relationship in the Holy Capital into my head.

Hmm?

So Ishur asked Mira what she cared about.

Speaking of which, you didn't see Mira's father.

I couldn't see her father, the Duke of Dielard, when all that mattered.

"My father got sick last year. I broke my leg and left the royal service. The Duke is still in charge, but we leave you to your brothers."

So Mira's parents say that they now build a small mansion behind the grounds of the Duke's mansion, which means they live away.

"... so my father was the secretary of the interior, before Bernard."

"Right..."

If Mira's father were still Secretary of the Interior. It was a lot easier.

"But my father was once a king."

"I see."

Ishur said, trying to peek into Mira's eyes.

Well, I guess that's what happens. Now the Duke's house, whoever it is, at least only the house will be left.

"Lord Mira! Are they back yet?"

From the back there, I heard a loud voice.

When the Ishurs turn their faces, through the back door, one cleric with an upper back walks in. The cleric clothes worn by the man have two bands of gold. Holy priest.

"Pierre."

"No, it's been a while. I'm glad you're okay.... I can't see Desio and the others..."

The righteous sacramental cleric alongside Desio, Pierre had a wild face much different from Desio's, having grown a habitual short brown hair, the same habitual moustache and jawbeard.

Pierre asked Mira if she knew that the Third Knights were besieging the Duke of Dielard's residence, and when she learned more about the circumstances in Mira's explanation, she now asked her colleague, the chief priest of the mission, whether he was cheap or not.

Pierre takes her gaze off Mira and looks around blurry. I'm not turning my attention to Ishur, whether she thinks she's her squire or her escort.

Pierre nodded and finally turned his gaze to Ishl when Mira told him about the situation of the mission, which now also puts his current speculation behind him.

"No way your lord, that Yveda sword..."

"Yes, it is."

When Mira nodded happily, Pierre had bowed her head deeply to Ishl.

"It's good to see you, Lord Ishr Bersch. I don't know if I can see you in person with the grace of the wind god..."

"No. Welcome. By the way, Chief Cleric, will you see us now?"

Ishur said he would glance at Mira sideways.

"Master Ulturo is now discussing an example with the high priests. For a while..."

The case in point is that the Third Knights are surrounding the Duke's residence.

Perhaps Ulturo, who wants to move quickly to arbitration to save the Dielard family, and the great priest of the Kings, who is holding back against seeing a little more, etc., are doing it.

Pierre, with a sinister face, was offered Salomon's letter, which Mira had in one hand, sensitive to Ishur's gaze.

"This is a letter from His Highness Salomon to Mr. Ulturo requesting an example arbitration."

"Oh."

Pierre shines her eyes, and a delightful colour floats in her face.

"Your Highness Salomon is now in your mansion."

"Yes, it is."

Pierre also smiles and nods at Mira, who smiles and nods.

"Now you've set the trend. Your Highness's letter will be handed to Ulturo immediately. Rest assured, Lord Mira. The Knights of the Diocese will unravel your home tomorrow."

"Let's go, Mira"

Ishur held Mira up and said.

"Yes, Ishr."

From the front of the cathedral, fly east of the royal castle.

The Ishurs then told Pierre that they were going to see how the mission was arriving late, and quit early from him.

Ishur increased his speed and jumped over the southern side of the royal castle.

The sun is almost set around, and it's getting pretty dark.

The castle at night has few lights and somehow misses them.

Ishur turned his attention to the spire that stood at the royal castle. Eleven towers bearing the names of eleven pillars of gods. Some of them appear to float black in the night sky with slight brightness.

Demonic......

Within those towers, there exists something magical, something that was only slightly felt during the day, something that I don't know what to expect, that now emits a strong sense.

Heh heh, I have something.

Ishur smiled slightly.

Several castle towers standing on a large old castle. So much so that nothing is weirder.

... Sword Palace.

Crowe's voice echoed there.

Hmm.

Ishur turned his face forward from the royal castle, which spread to his left.

Apparently the mission was in a lot of a hurry. They're nearby.

"Where are you now?

Suddenly Mira turns her surprise eyes to Ishur, who spoke to her voice.

... in front of the castle gate standing in front of the street. The priests say to open the gates to the castle soldiers, but the castle soldiers are stubborn.

Crowe's voice clings to his head.

Is it that far already? He was talking during the day, and it didn't seem to have happened like he was going to escape into the Temple of De Larosa.

"Anything wrong? I guess we're all safe."

... um, no problem. We're all safe. What about the castle gate? Can I break it?

"No. I'll do that. Almost there."

"Mr. Ishl...?

Mira asks.

"I was talking to Klau. We're all safe. He's right now in front of the castle gate in the Royal Castle's exterior."

"Well. That's good"

Mira comes up in her face. My eyes are glowing.

Ishur said smiling and nodding at Mira.

Come on, we're here.

Ishur dropped altitude and descended in front of the castle gate on the east side that separated Krembel Avenue.

There was a train line of mission carriages and carriages.

While Mira was explaining the situation to Nellie, Lucia, Dana and Bellin and other court magicians, Ishur explained it to Desio and other clerics and Rivals and the knights.

"... Really? His Royal Highness Salomon is at the Dielard residence."

Desio said in a difficult face.

"Don't break it. In two."

Rivals also put their arms together and have a tough look.

"If the King and Prince Luffraid are united, the Brother Prince and the Righteous will be regarded as bandits"

When Ishur asked Desio a question, but Desio got a bright look and said something strong.

"I won't let that happen. We will."

Does that mean that the Cathedral Church, and hence the chief priest now, will be in between?

"You want your lord to help you, too? Lord Ishur."

Desio said confidently.

"Take care of that left hand thing."

……

In addition to the god of wind, the god of earth's grace will be used as a weapon?

Ishur nodded silently to Desio and the others.

"Now let's head to the Holy Capital"

I guess this area is also the holy capital already......

Ishur said so and ordered Klau upwards.

"Sleep all the castle soldiers around the gates."

Crowe disappears snorting.

At the same time as the figure of the Spirit disappeared, a finely glowing grain emerged from the castle gate for a moment, dancing like snow.

"Guys, block your ears. Hold the horse. Blow down the gates of the castle gate"

Then Ishur looked around and said out loud.

One advances in front of the castle gate and stands in front.

The gates to the southeast of the royal castle, its gates, consolidate a thick bunch of marutai with iron frames, and the surfaces are covered with jointed iron plates.

Ishur extended his right hand forward and unloaded the magic of the wind.

I pushed it forward to liberate it, and I came up with an image of the inner part of the castle gate exerting power to the point ahead.

Moments, the impact of space shifting.

The royal castle screamed.

The explosion blasted into the night sky and the ground rocked violently.

At the end of the castle gate, the walls soared on both sides, and the streets covered with trees appeared.

I didn't see any pieces of it on the street where the blown gates went, smashed apart in the distance.

Kraw then put the castle soldiers hiding in the walls along the streets as the Mission's train proceeded, and Ishur similarly blew out the gates of the southwest castle gate.

The mission arrived in the square in front of the cathedral in less than a moment (about two hours), and the Danas of the mission, the wizards, the Lucians, the families of the Dielard family and the wives who followed them to the end, were also to stay overnight in the quarters in the diocese.

The residence of the Duke of Dielard was still besieged by the Third Knights, and a suspension bridge over the canal in front of the square had been pulled up, and that day would not be unloaded again.

"Crow."

As the carriage disappeared behind the square and the men of the mission scattered into each designated quarters, Ishur called Klau.

Klau appeared quietly with a slight brilliance of magic.

"What shall I do? Sword Palace."

This Spirit is helpful because it is good to guess...

Ishur said he would smile.

"From now on, hit the guard on my staying Mira's house."

There is no need to escort them any longer than the mission has arrived in the cathedral.

Ishur slightly clouded his expression when he explained to Klau the location of the Duke of Dielard's residence.

"Tonight, I want to talk to you. I'll call you back later."

It's time to talk to Crowe about how long we can stay here and get help.

"Okay."

When Klau's figure disappeared into the night sky, Ishur lifted Mira up again and jumped up into the sky to the Duke's residence.

It seemed possible to bring Nelly, Rabena and the twins to Lucia as well, but I have to go back and forth several times when I will be carrying just as much baggage, etc. Moreover, when the carriage of the Duke's house became also a difficult business for Ishur.

"Good job, Ishr. It's been a really tough day."

Going down in front of the Duke's mansion, Mira wandered Ishl.

"No."

It's been a rough day, for sure, but the time isn't so late yet.

Speaking to the knights, soldiers, and families of the Duke's family forming in front of the mansion, and speaking a little, Ishur and Mira began to walk towards the mansion building.

"Mira."

Ishur spoke to Mira as she walked.

"I mean the House of the Holy Kings inheritance dispute, but I think I kind of figured out why I'm not quite settled when I'm supposed to meet the two princes today"

Due to the siege of the Dielard mansion by the Cathedral Knights, it happened that Salomon and Luffraid were to be met in person to speak. We haven't both met many times yet and talked for a long time. But I still understood the difference between the two brothers.

"Right. You both have enthusiastic followers."

Mira has had a complicated grin and seen Ishl's face.

"Both have a beauty worthy of the next king. And maybe there are shortcomings..."

……

Mira just grins and snorts.

As a great nobleman of the Holy Kingdom, you can't blatantly criticize the two princes?

No, that won't happen. She has no such attitude towards Bionato, the king.

Are you waiting to see what I say?

"Prince Salomon would be a warrior. He's a good driver. By contrast, Prince Luffraid is not bad either. Compared to my brother, I would have inferior abilities around there, but I'm one of those legitimate personalities with a single core. There's no danger like Prince Salomon."

Ishur looked sideways away from Mira and said.

"Of course it's not that simple, it's just a first impression, I guess."

If Salomon were to become king, the Holy King's kingdom would be a stronger country for other nations that would be harder to deal with. The influence of the Mediterranean over urban states will also increase. That means that the Holy Kingdom will be more prosperous.

Wouldn't it bring together more loyal, clean people if Ruffreid became king? The political situation of the Holy King will be more stable and stony. It will also mean that the Holy Kingdom will be more prosperous.

"Difficult to put on A and B,"

"Here's a snack, is it? Ishur, you know the hard word. I'm always impressed."

"Oh, no..."

Did you do it again?

"A lot of people see Ishr in the same way."

Mira says, nodding yeah.

Well, I guess so.

"But does it come from someone who knows His Highness Salomon well, and I also hear horrible stories about that one? If he was as relentless to you as His Majesty, he would be king by now."

"... I see"

"Salomon is so sweet to see. But on the other hand, the difference between good and evil is intense, neglected, and when you think of it as an enemy, it suits you terribly."

"Hmm."

I guess so. Useless gentleness and putting personal likes and evils on the table is a drawback as an exchanger. He's a very concerned person.

"From now on, we have to make sure that Salomon's sharp claws don't come this way."

Mira said as she glanced at the mansion with Salomon.

Ishur nodded at the same person as Mira.

"I'm sure Ishr can do it--"

The feeling of something flying from the western canal there.

One of the arrows jumped over the walls surrounding the west side of the Duke's mansion and at some point it stopped and fell to the feet of the two who were talking. It has a hammer like a rounded hammer with a cloth cut at the end of the arrow.

Whoever has fired the arrow is probably on board the canal. Ishur quickly looked left and right to see if anyone was watching this one.

"Mira, get the arrow."

So he jumped all the way up to the top of the wall by the canal.

On the opposite bank of the canal, large and small ships are connected, and on the road above the shoreline, you can see a wild horse looking towards the Duke's residence.

Have you been shooting low from aboard?

That way I can't even see it from the other side. At night no one will notice the arrows unleashed on the Duke's mansion.

Ishur jealously observed the ship's loads and the shadows beneath the occasional sails, but he felt no sign or appearance of the suspicious, and could not find them.

"Ishur, you wrote to me."

Returning to Mira, she spread the finely folded paper and gave it to Ishl.

The letter said, "Purple, Temple Chief, I want to see you as soon as possible, K".

"Hmm."

Ishur roared as he looked at the letter.

This...

"This is a letter from Lord Coot."

And finally, K, because there is?

"It's similar to the letter you gave us when you took over the wizards of the Purple Spike."

Right. That grandfather, he was still a purple pointed crystal executive. The letter is quite masterful.

... not.

"This isn't even a ciphertext."

When Ishur blurred, Mira gave a small chuckle.

"Hehe. But I don't know how to write unless I'm involved."

"Yeah......"

Ishur said as he nodded small he looked serious.

"But it's sudden. Is it someone's trap?"

"I don't think so."

Mira shook her neck to the side and ran out clearly.

I wonder why.

Did Coot's letter delivered to Mira about Rabena and the twins say anything about her attitude? I don't know.

For now, I have no hands not to go. The head of the purple sharp crystal wants to see you.

"I'm going for a minute.... By the way, where is Purple Spirit Crystal Cathedral?

To Ishur's question, Mira chuckled.

The city of Estofol is present in such a way that commercial districts along the canals and the two rivers running north and south, other large and small squares, mainly Piazza Valaine, which stretches north-west of the city, used for the stay of the faithful visiting the pilgrimage during the harvest festival, are sandwiched between them with manor and wealthy neighborhoods inhabited by nobles. A further downtown stretches southwest of the city, and a large branch castle stands on the hill west of Piazza Valaine. Of course, there are numerous cathedral temples, large and small, throughout the city.

It is characterised by a large wide range of paths leading from Piazza Valaine to the Cathedral, followed by the L shape. At the harvest festival it will be crowded with many people as far as the cathedral. It is very similar to the path of the Temple Buddha's Palace in previous life.

As he jumped over the canal he walked mundanely down the street for a while, jumping from between the building and the building to the roof telling of the city's houses, then down again, walking down the street, and to Piazza Valaine as he moved to Zigzag.

The square was stretched through a cobblestone path stretching from the cathedral through the centre, mostly grassland from the end of the road, dotted with wells. The well was surrounded by cobblestones, with dents around it, which seemed to be covered with stone slabs from the way down and sunk into the ground, as a sewer.

On the edge of the square there was a place where the trees were hardened and grown, surrounded by some tents, one who visited the pilgrimage without a harvest festival, or a traveller, or a group of poor mercenaries.

On the east side of the square, the temple, which is visible almost in the centre of the front, with its buildings densely lined up, is probably the Purple Spike Basilica.

Ishur went right from the cobblestone path through the center of the square to it, to its temple.

Purple Tsim Crystal Cathedral looks no different than a slightly larger ordinary temple. However, there is a slight change in the provision of a shrine in the back of the building.

"Hey."

As Ishur watched out for his surroundings, walking slowly toward the temple, suddenly one sign appeared from the rear diagonal, and he called out as he approached Ishur for about a few steps.

No killing, no magic, of course.

When Ishur turns around, he looks like a silhouette floating in the dark.

"Build......"

When Ishur uttered his name in a small voice, the shadow nodded silently.

Build was the only surviving purple pointed crystal shadow-working man in the settlement when there was a battle against the Kings in Oomeo's tongue and mine settlement in Holy Stone Mine.

"Don't go straight into the temple."

Build whispered as he approached Ishur, circling around beside Ishur and standing directly in front of him.

"Shut up and follow me after me."

So Build walked not to the temple, but to all the cities that Ishur had come by.

Back across the city through the square about the builds, you enter a picture of a pleasure district where there are still many people, into a drinker-like shop on the left side of the road. Guests also pass through the sparse shops towards the cooking area, straight out from the back of the shop, breaking the back road to the left and entering the house across the diagonal from the back. The back door of the house was unlocked, and as he walked straight through the long corridor shortly after entering it, he went out into the living room of the people who dwelt in the house.

There is one middle-aged man, woman and girl in that room, a man drinking and a mother and daughter chatting. They all sat deep in their chairs and relaxed.

Ishur glanced at it a little bit, but Build ignores the people of the house and walks more and more down the hall. Neither do the people of the house react in any way when they see Ishr and Build. I had no choice but to cut them off and ignore them and go straight after the build. At the end of the hallway is the work of the Lord of this house, with large and small timbers, wood chips and wood carvings. The master of this house seemed to work wood engraving.

As the build headed to the well in the left corner of the workplace, he took the wooden lid that was covered on top, grabbed the rope that was tied on top and went down the well. Ishur also turns on an assist of wind magic, followed by a descent.

Downstairs is a straight underground passage to the back, with some lanterns on the side of the passage. Going as far as poking, there were multiple iron piles on the wall, roughly punched side-by-side, and Ishur grabbed that pile from under the build and climbed up with his feet on it.

The build opened with a thin, light leaking feather plate pushed aside as it reached the top, disappearing behind it.

Then when Ishur went out of the underground passage, it was inside the temple. The Ishurs came out of one of the featherboards on the pedestal where the statues of the gods lay side by side.

Ishur was then led to the temple chief's office, which was behind the temple.

"Bye."

When Build knocked on the door of the room just a little bit open, that's all he said and left Ishur.

When Ishur entered the room, there was Kut in white cleric clothes inside.

"Long time no see. Lord Ishur."

"Oh."

Ishur replied, but not so many days had yet stood since then.

The Cleric Chief's room has a large bookcase, a desk, a chair, a table in a bench, a small crate of storage, a bunch of rolls of paper standing on the wall, etc., and it feels very common.

"Well, let's get you to meet Long."

That's what Coot said, lifting the lantern he had on his desk.

And to Ishur, who nodded silently,

"I was wondering if you could turn around a little bit."

And I've been calling.

When Ishur turned his back to look suspicious, there were signs of moving the book out of the bookcase behind him, and in the back of the room Gatan, Shasha, something came off and a running noise of chains.

Second step from the top of the bookcase, third book from the right? About.

When Ishur looked back, Kurt said.

"Oh, because I can change the place of the book. Doesn't make any sense."

Then why did you bother turning me back? This guy.

Kurt was annoyed by the muffled Ishur.

The bookcase next to Kurt moved, and a staircase descending into the basement was visible.

Following Kurt down there was a somewhat spacious basement with several doors. There were crates, barrels, ropes and old swords in the basement, with a few chairs in the back and a crude wooden desk.

Kurt sat at the side of that desk and placed the lantern on his desk.

"Sit down, my lord."

"Oh."

Coot said when Ishl moved the chair with the sound of a leak and sat directly opposite Coot.

"So let's get started."

"No, what's the length of the purple pointed crystal? You still don't call me?

"Hehe."

Coot shifted the lantern on his desk towards the back as he grinned lightly.

The light illuminating Kurt goes around to the side, carving the shadow of his face thinly and deeply.

……

That's the face then. The night we left for the Holy Stone Mine, the look Kurt gave only for a moment after the Black Spine Crystal raid......

"Don't you get it yet"

"Oh, you..."

Coot's face changed.

Of course, his face didn't actually change his back length or body. But everything seemed completely different to Ishur.

The face of a slightly strange old man became that of a fierce, magnificent man who would tease and dissipate something.

It even sounded low to my voice and heavy.

"That's right. Actually, I'm the head of the purple tip crystal."

The man slightly distorted his mouth. Maybe you're laughing.

"I have another name besides Coot. My name is Fred O'Hen. Nice to meet you, Lord Ishur."

The man's laugh grew even louder.

"Oh, I thought you were one of the executives..."

Ishur cringed his throat.

The power of the man in front of you is completely different than before.

"Yeah, but why bother with me to Cranbell... I still have that or the magic fixture of the wind..."

"There's that too."

Frade nodded slowly at Ishur, who told him to groan.

"But that's not all. Actually, I got a letter from my granddaughter when the year came up."

"Granddaughter...?

"That's right. It's a pleasure to meet such a sinful old man."

Frade put one end between them and said.

"My granddaughter now lives with me in Ellistar in the Kingdom of Ladis"

Ishur glanced at both eyes.

"Well, you..."

"That's right. I took care of the case. Maura sent me a letter about it. Your grandson's letter said your lord's name. The same name that drove the Red Emperor back."

The long (osa) grin of the purple sharp crystal became even louder and deeper again.

But I'm not laughing at my eyes alone. Never laughs.

A man like a little monster said.

"They fixed Tuaf's illness. Bye, hehe."

The man in front of me laughed out loud.

"Huhahaha"

The man's laughter echoed the basement. The shadow danced through the basement walls and went crazy.