The inside of the lid is thin and bright.
A twitch of light seeps into his sleep, eroding his consciousness.
Apparently it's morning......
And there came a shadow with a sweet incense. One sign.
That's close, too. Right in front of you. I'm sure.
……
Ishur opened his lid. There was Mira's face directly in front.
Long eyelashes are spelled. Beautiful face of Mira, slightly floating in soft morning light.
But her lips make that beautiful face disappear.
Chu ~ narrowed, her lips protruding forward coming at her. To my mouth.
"Morning, Mira."
"Geez."
Mira jumped up. Standing beside the bed, holding both hands and squeezing them around, shaking them probably.
Funny. What about Mira?
Ishur slowly woke up his upper body.
"Oh, oh, good morning. Ishur."
Mira's voice is turned upside down.
"Yeah. But it's a lot faster."
Ishur said with his gaze to the window. I still can't get around Lu Rhythm a bit.
Outside, it still fits when the bright warm colors of the morning sun began to mix slightly in the blue of dawn.
Should I say something to her about trying to give me a morning wake-up kiss?
Of course I don't blame you. But I want to make fun of you for a second.
Ishur stared at Mira's face. Mira stopped dancing, but her face is bright red as if it were a boiled dako.
For now, that one from last night, doesn't seem to be dragging.
"I would have succeeded if I had done it a little quicker and handy. Mira."
Ishur said with his face down.
I guess it was because I slept deeply. I hardly noticed her coming right next door. Mira's the other guy, and Klau won't be on guard, and she won't stop me from walking into my sleeping room.
"Was it embarrassing? I knew I should have pretended to sleep, if I had?
"Ah, ahhh"
Mira began to warm up again.
"Ishr is mean."
Mira glanced sideways at Ishur as she leaned down. Mira's eyes are moist.
"Sorry. Sorry."
Ishur stood in front of Mira as she got out of bed and kissed her softly touching her forehead. Put your hands on her shaking shoulders and smile.
……
Mira looks up, roughly, at Ishul, to the top and bottom.
There is a bright color in her eyes. Her lips are trying to smile.
"Ishur..."
She whispers around exhaling. Her voice is so small, it's going to melt in that sweet breath and disappear.
"... so why did you wake me up so fast?
Ishur said, sneaking a slightly stiff color in his own eyes.
……
Mira turns into a stiff face.
Mira said in embarrassment, looking a little bitter.
"Really, Ishr is mean..."
Ishur turned to the west side of the mansion, the second large room, the supper room, when he heard from Mira. It is a room where Salomon gathered yesterday to drink with Rufitsuo and Romeo. Salomon says he's waiting for Ishur in that room.
It was Salomon who could tell Mira to wake Ishur up early in the morning. It's been a long time since I got back on the same road to the Tower of the Sun God last night. Yet it is a call again as soon as possible.
"What the hell is this..." Mira sighed and muttered to Ishur, "Your Highness wants to see the red jade stone on Ishur's left hand," he said.
Ishur stared at Mira's face with a stiff face.
Red jade stone is, in other words, an oversized ruby. There is no way Salomon can tell the truth about it, but I don't know how he would like to see it in his bright sun.
The early morning call may also have his thoughts that the others, wanting to see the stone carefully affixed to the back of my left hand in a noiseless setting, wanting to hear me.
"I'll be with you."
Mira took Ishl's gaze firmly and said.
"I must tell His Royal Highness that Count Baldi has fallen into the trap of the Kings in the matter of Cerda"
It was Ishur who told Mira last night that the father of Cerda had his hands on the public money of the House of the Holy King and had it stuck to Bionato, as a matter of putting aside whether or not it could be described as a "king's trap", it would be better to tell Salomon the story earlier.
Ever since that night, Ishur has returned to the Duke's residence with Mira and Salomon, as if he were a sinner pulled to the death row.
Naturally, Mira's anger was frightening at that time, and Salomon fled without my knowledge, and Ishur decided to be “desperate” for one.
But he went inside the mansion, and said, "Well, then, Ishur. Let's hear the details in Ishur's room," Salomon's remarks had an unexpected effect on Mira, who tried to take Ishur with Sharka.
"I doubt the identity of the Secretary of the Interior. You should also keep the righteous informed about that. I need more information from you, Ishr."
To Mira, who opened her eyes and revealed her face softly, Salomon smiled and said, "Good night, then," she returned to her chamber with a naughty word to Ishur.
Anger has disappeared from Mira's face, with a suspicious look on her face instead. The gaze that comes toward Ishur also changed.
It's a little uneasy, like asking.
Oh, Your Highness!! Excellent words......
I don't know what the hell God is, but Ishur offered a prayer of gratitude to God in his heart. Salomon was the last person who was supposed to cover Ishur when he fled.
Ishur's interrogation by Mira took place during the next of his living rooms, mainly in a room used as a dining room.
In the middle of the room, there was a large table where about ten people could sit, but Mira did not sit across from Ishur, who pinched the table, but sat by turning the chair next to Ishur to the side.
Mira's face is close. Behind her stands Sharka with her usual faceless expression.
Why do you feel stronger and more intimidated than usual from Sharka?
"... Um, don't Sharka have to keep an eye on you outside?
"Ishr, your great spirits are watching the entire mansion, right? Then there's nothing wrong with that."
Mira said, staring all the way into Ishur's eyes, even staring.
"Oh, yeah."
Shit. Was that a silence? What Salomon said makes her expression hard, which was not less upsetting. Her eyebrows crept up all the time.
"So, where were you with His Highness Salomon and the Imperial Castle?
"Besides, how did you know I and Your Highness weren't here?
"When Sharka felt the magical signs of Ishur in the sky outside the mansion, she informed me. I was half-hearted at first, but in time I heard a roar from the castle."
"I see."
It's been quite a fancy development. Sure enough, I would have heard explosions and stuff around here.
"There was a noise in our house and in the Third Knights out there."
Ha.... I'm Moga.
Then Ishur explained to Mira that Salomon had asked him to go to the Tower of the Sun God. All the time, everything.
Mira did not particularly pinch her mouth in the story of the appearance of Annabelle Ballord, the magician of the earthly court, but just snorted with a wrinkle between her eyebrows.
"... so I just left the royal castle and received Mira's welcome,"
"So the combination of the magic fixture of the transformation that His Majesty brought up and the Holy Shield of Irbez is the problem? Ishur, you can't even tell... And you think His Majesty the King could be turning into Secretary of the Interior?
Mira takes her gaze off Ishl for the first time and tries to do her hand to her mouth to slightly bend over.
All right, all right! That's good. That's a good trend. I'll keep distracting Mira from her wrath!
"But the shadow of the Purple Spirit Crystal is watching over the Secretary of the Interior and the great priests of the Kings, right?
"Oh. But the head of the purple sharp crystal said not many people can break it. They will also have professional escorts on stake, and it will be quite tough to keep an eye on them at all times. But what His Royal Highness said showed that it was of the utmost importance to explore the vicinity of the Secretary of the Interior. Perhaps we could concentrate our surveillance personnel on the Secretary of the Interior."
Ishur therefore spoke of the suspicion that the secretary of the interior, who had met him forcefully, had in fact been transformed by Bionato, after he had helped Ruffizuo, Mira's brother, who had been confined to the royal palace.
"!!... naturally, you can think about it"
Mira has seen Ishl with a serious face.
Yeah, that's good. Sounds good.
Ishur let him snort heavily.
"So I'll see the Secretary of the Interior again before noon tomorrow."
I'll take the time the Secretary of the Interior climbs the castle, the time he's definitely on duty at the royal palace. I wouldn't mind that if I hadn't climbed the castle. Just pull back quietly.
"But if that's true... If we did that, wouldn't His Majesty understand what we felt?
Mira is worried that they will notice that Bionato is being turned into Secretary of the Interior, or that the real Secretary of the Interior and Bionato may be replaced every now and then.
"That's okay. I disguise myself as visiting the Third Knights to confirm whether the Secretary of the Interior had an arbitration for the Chief Cleric or ordered the Third Knights to lift the enclosure. If at that time we can see that Bionato is turned into Secretary of the Interior, we will detain him on the spot. 'Cause that's the quickest way to do it."
"But even Ishur doesn't know if His Majesty is using the magic of transformation, does he?
"If His Highness is right, Spring. However, the Secretary of the Interior may be able to decide whether it is real or fake without having anything to do with it"
The three Ishurs are meeting with the Secretary of the Interior during the day. If the real Secretary of the Interior and Bionato had been replaced with that time, if they weren't the same person, they could give some sort of bollocks as to how he would react when he steamed back the content of the conversation at that time.
If there is no close connection between Bionato and Bernard and the two of them, we cannot do anything about doing it well.
Ishur explained to Mira yes.
"And at that time, the Secretary of the Interior flipped the smallest hourglass. And I magically stopped the falling sand. If I see him again tomorrow, will he flip the hourglass again? What if I flip? Would that be the same smallest hourglass as today?
... if you flipped the hourglass again.
... if you flipped a different hourglass than you did today.
Ishur grinned there distorting his lips.
"... and there's one more thing I noticed when I talked to His Highness about the disfigured mask"
Ishur said with serious eyes to Mira.
"It's about Cerda. Cerda's father was definitely Prince Salomon, wasn't he? I think we should tell Her Royal Highness Salomon that Serda was threatened by Bionato and betrayed the righteous by the embezzlement of the public money of the Holy King's house by her father, Count Baldi. Those in the prime position of the royal palace and cathedral, including their brothers, already know to some extent what happened with Oomeo's tongue. You won't have to hide it now."
Count Baldy's sin is sin. But Salomon will never forgive the self-righteous that the man of the house was used by Bionat.
What if Bionato hits the odds again?
What if, for example, Bionato says on the contrary, he will abolish Luffraid and make Salomon his next king?
What if Bionato has the ingredients that Salomon can believe in that suggestion?
It's not just Luffraid. The process of separating Salomon from Bionato must also continue as far as possible.
"Right. Your Highness will be very angry. … what we planned before no longer makes sense."
The “plan” Mira said was what the righteous once planned, when Bionato became chief clergyman and held a coronation with his flanking young daughter as queen, let him grab the embedded crown of a fake red jade stone and drop him into a trap.
The plan was also broken by the fact that one red jade stone was in his hands.
"I get it. I will speak directly to His Highness Salomon about Cerda."
Mira said with a stiff determination in her eyes.
Mira also has a demeaning remorse against the king.
Ishur narrowed his eyes slightly.
I can see my face getting stronger. I hate Cerda, too.
……
Ishur let Mira snort firmly.
... All right. I wonder if it worked.
Ishur was forced to do one of Cerda's things outside of consciousness (among others) and decided to completely erase the threat now in front of him.
It's time to end this. Timing matters. Now would be a great time.
"Then it's almost dawn..."
"Master Ishur. We're not done yet."
Mira has been blocking Ishur.
Whew.
"Salomon, you're welcome."
Ahhh. I failed. Rest in peace, I couldn't...
Ishur's prospect came off completely. All the foolish schemes didn't mean anything.
"Hih, hih. Not, yes."
Ishur spoke too pitifully.
I can see myself dropping my shoulders and not being able to hide my disappointment. I can then see a cold sweat dripping down my back.
"Do you know why Salomon hasn't married you yet? Ishur."
A flame of a different colour burns in Mira's eyes.
It's a cold, sharp voice that rips everything apart if you touch it.
"Hey, what is it..."
"I happen to have no match for His Highness at home or abroad, but I have other reasons to hide."
Mira smiles thinly.
"Salomon has floated with a lot of people before, but there is a view that they can be convinced that if you don't shut them up, they will soon be assassinated."
"I see..."
Oh, it's the horror of a woman in love.
Ishur snorted.
It's Mira. You too. You too? [M]
"And"
Mira's grin deepens.
"There are also rumors that Salomon loves beautiful, young men and boys in particular."
"Ha, ha, hi"
Ishur rang his throat.
Is it finally here? That way.
"Mind your own business, Ishur."
Mira said it out loud.
Gu Hu......
An invisible sharp blade pierced Ishur.
"Oh, I don't have a hobby for you... and, oh, I'm not beautiful..."
"It's sweet!
Hip.
Mira's eyes burn.
"Ishur needs to be a little more attentive to yourself. You're not conscious enough!
Hiya.
Ishur shrugged his neck at Mira's momentum.
"Ishur sometimes says tough things about a good adult face loss. You are spoken using such difficult words that no one knows what no one thought. You usually have a gentle face, but only for a moment then, you look very scared. Have you ever wondered how that unusual appearance would appear in the eyes of the women around you?
……
No. I don't know that.
But it's called Gap Moe......
"From now on, be careful"
Mira lifted up her little jaw when she closed her eyes.
"Yes..."
Ishur answered in a small voice, hearing or not.
Then Mira opens her eyes wide this time and stares at Ishur.
"What..."
And Mira shook her whole body fine, suddenly shaking her eyes with tears.
"Ishul, did Ishul not promise me?"
Mira snorted adorably.
"What you see, what you feel. When you show me the mystery of this world, you make me feel the likeness of the gods no one has ever seen before. Forgot?
"No..."
Um, what I promised Mira at the top of an unnamed mountain near Krembell.... something you can't possibly forget.
I'll never forget it.
However, where I went with Salomon, which is certainly the "Tower of the Sun God," I think it was a place that had nothing to do with such a great deal, especially the mystery of the gods, or anything uninterrupted...
Besides, I was able to meet the Jerez-like woman at the Lord's Temple in Krembel, the seat of the Sun God...
"Is that true?
Finally, tears spill out of Mira's eyes.
That's not all Mira is pushing. She wants to be with me every day, every adventure, any time she wants to do something.
"Oh."
Mira hugged me as Ishur let me snort.
……
Mira's body is shaking fine.
Ishur softly why her head. Her brilliant curly hair is also shaking.
I don't give a shit about tonight...
But now, often, let's keep up with this girl's sentiments. Let's heal her grief.
Ishur pushed an even heavier sense of fatigue into an unexpected development into a corner of his mind.
Early the next morning, the meeting with Salomon was the same as last night, on the western side of the mansion. Next, it took place in the supper room.
There is no lighting indoors. From the windows lined to the north, the light of the morning shines with a slightly warm mixture of blue light. But the light does not reach the back of a wide indoor. The wall on the south side of the room is shadows sinking darker than starches.
Salomon sat in the same seat as yesterday, the deepest part of a large dining table arranged in the center of the room. Yesterday, all the silver candlesticks, tea sets, writing implements and paper that were scattered before him have been cleaned up.
"Morning, Mira, Ishur."
Salomon called quietly from behind the room.
Once Ishur turned his attention to Salomon, a beautiful chestnut long-haired woman stood, trying to blend into the wall on his right, towards his left. As soon as I entered for some reason, I didn't immediately notice her presence.
The woman wears a burnt tea robe that blends into the color of the wall. I was a wizard and a pussy behind Salomon yesterday.
The woman smiles slightly and turns a gentle gaze here.
Please, sit by my side.
Salomon points to the right side of the table and the north side of the table and says:
Ishur sandwiched the corner of the table and sat across from Salomon's diagonal. Mira remains standing behind Ishl.
Salomon slightly shifted his hips forward and sat in a relaxed position with his long legs together. I don't even speak to Mira at all.
Salomon said, shaking his jaw slightly.
"Then show me. Something shining in your left hand."
Ishur nodded silently and took a hole in his left hand glove and offered it with his back up in front of Salomon.
"Hmm..."
When Salomon raised his voice of small and admiration, he frowned and put his hands on Ishur's left hand.
Just a little bit late, there were signs of one of them hanging out behind Salomon.
As Ishur turned his gaze over Salomon's head, his right hand, a wizard woman standing on the side of the wall a little further away, turned her body a little back, staring at Ishur's left hand with a stunned look on her face.
"This is amazing..."
Salomon grinned thinly when he squealed so, raising his right hand substantially.
When the woman managed to hold her surprise look in, she bowed silently to Salomon and left the room.
Did that woman demon mentor really upset Salomon about wanting to see it, or did she intentionally show it in person?
The red jade stone at the back of Ishur's hand receives the morning light as it shoots through the window straight from the side, causing the corners of light and darkness to float sharply.
Salomon's fingertips slipped softly on the back of his hand and hit the red stone.
Its fingertips glance over the stone.
"... I can barely feel the magic. But this isn't just a big jewel..."
Salomon takes his voice as small as a single word.
"That's the proof that this stone is sticking to make sure it emerges on the back of a human hand"
Salomon's thin, blue eyes are pointed at Ishl.
"Any pain? What about magic?"
"Almost nothing of either. It feels a little uncomfortable when you hold or open your left hand."
"... right"
Salomon's eyes are dropped on the red stone again. Salomon's finger movement stopped.
"Thank you. That's enough."
The sensual Salomon finger movement was momentary. He said he would take his hands off Ishur.
"I must be the first."
Salomon told him to do his gaze towards the north window and whine.
"Of the Cathedral Church, and the treasure of our kingdom, the Red Jade Stone of the earthly god, is finally one step ahead of its body, the wand of the earthly god.... of the House of the Holy King, which lasts hundreds of years, and I will be the first to see this straight away"
Salomon looked at Ishur's face, and looked at Mira's face, and said:
"Mr. Ishur. Of course, the royal family is looking into you in detail. But I don't know. Why did you side with the Dielards? I don't even know you're going to be a righteous man. The true purpose of the Father, which had been whispered among some, that it was true, was the movement of the Kings for some time here, and what they had done to me. The gods would never smile at my father. If my father were to receive the blessings of the gods, it would be a hell of a story not to say no, to wage a war that would cover the whole continent. I also think you're right. But since you stayed in Krembel, and Mila Dielard visited there as an inspector of the Holy Stone Professor, you were very good at soliciting Mila, so that's not all."
"I can't tell you that. His Highness Salomon."
Shortly after Ishur felt it, Mira quickly returned the answer.
"I have studied and studied Ishr more deeply and seriously than the Holy King's family and the Church."
"We know that you do not seek the Lord, nor the gold, nor the woman.... That means..."
Salomon shifted his gaze from Mira to Ishur's left hand and saw Mira again.
He remained silent for a while, staring at Mira's face.
And I said.
"Mira. Are you going to follow Ishr..."
Mira's inclination and obsession with me has long been known to those around her. And perhaps what she wants.
Did Salomon realize that?
Ishur also looked back, trying to follow Salomon's serious gaze, and looked up at Mira's face standing behind him.
Mira was alive and in the mood for not saying this was the place to compete, and had another proud look on her face.
The morning sun that shoots in from the side is dyeing Mira's body golden.
……
Turning back to Salomon, Salomon, who was the wind of thinking with one hand against his chin, opened his eyes slightly, and came up with something, a face like he noticed something.
Salomon narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.
"Right..."
Salomon said with his gaze intact and without looking at Ishur.
"Are you going to fight the Red Emperor Dragon again if you have the magic of the Goddess?"
"Whatever."
Ishur answered briefly.
"Are you thinking something similar to my father?"
Salomon continued with a small voice.
"Surely the gods will smile at you."
Salomon stares out the window. Somewhere far away.
Ishur turned to Salomon and said:
"I have no ambition like a king. But... I want to talk to the gods right away."
A smile appeared on Ishur's face.
"as one“ human. "
Salomon saw Ishur.
……
He nodded softly, silently and small.
Then the story moved on, and Salomon, hearing one of Cerda's things from Mira, said, slightly distorting its beautiful face and wrinkling slightly between his eyebrows.
"I generally knew what had happened in the Holy Stone mine, but I didn't know that had happened"
Salomon kept his voice low and continued.
"That's not a beautiful thing to do. I think we should be allowed to do this."
The voice was rather quiet and serene.
Salomon set a sharp gaze on Mira.
"I'm sorry to hear about Cerda. I want you to take care of Count Baldy's house with me."
"Please wait. Cerda is mine..."
"I know that"
Salomon blocked Mira.
"Some lords adjacent to Count Baldy's territory support me. I want you to let me handle it."
When Salomon corrected his re-sitting posture, how dare he bow his head toward Mira.
"Tamu"
"Oh, um..."
Mira's agitation comes from behind.
Mira will have to leave too.
Ishur turned his head down to Salomon, his gaze hiding his emotions.
Salomon did not put his inner wrath on the table with all his passion. His voice, which is too quiet and calm, is more proof than anything he is furious within.
And even though he is of the House of the Holy King, he will bow his head firmly to those under him, whether he be a proud man among other things...
The degree of seriousness of Salomon comes through with a hint.
His tricks always have acting, purposeful qualities. But I can't do this without knowing the agility of one's heart. Unexpectedly unexpected words and actions from his usual...... Is this his trick?
Mira accepted Salomon's offer, and if it came to pass, the protection of the Count Baldy family was to be partitioned by Salomon.
"Come on, Ishr. Let's come."
Mira's face is close. Right down there, he says in a beautiful voice like a bell ringing.
Mira is in such a good mood.
"... yeah"
Her hands are spinning around Ishl's neck. Ishur looked down at Mira, who held her up in front of her chest, moving her hands slightly and answering briefly.
Ishur's living room, the eastern window of the room that hits the living room, is opened. Ishur leapt out of the room all at once, keeping Mira stuck with the princess.
The time is before noon. The Royal Palace has one of the most time slots.
After an early morning meeting with Salomon, Ishur went back to his room and took a short nap and had a late breakfast.
Breakfast was done in a dining room temporarily set in the large room on the western side of the first floor of the main mansion, along with the knights and family of the Duke's family protecting the mansion. They concentrated on watches and defenses mainly in front of the main gate and in the courtyard, in three places in the small castle fortress northwest of the site facing the canal, with their twin brother Ruffizuo in front of the main gate, their brother Romeo in the courtyard and Duke Knights Commander Dario sharing in the small castle fortress.
In the Third Knights of the Diocese surrounding its Duke's residence there was a hasty move in the morning. A small group of horseback riding and foot soldiers began to frequent the royal castle.
It is not strange that various order instructions and contacts are frequently exchanged between the Third Knights and the Royal Palace. Yesterday, however, it seemed clear that Salomon's desire to arbitrate with the Chief Cleric General had something to do with the Knights' movements since morning.
"This afternoon, the enclosure against our house is about to be lifted."
Mira turns her bright colored eyes.
"Oh. I mean, from their movements, there's a good chance the Secretary of the Interior is in the royal palace,"
As he flew, Ishur slumped up his altitude and stationary in a position that looked down from the front of the royal castle.
The sky is also thinly cloudy today, but the blue sky looks wider and somewhat brighter than yesterday.
There are several colorful flags flying near the castle gate and what appears to be the Knights' government building.
"What's wrong with you?
Mira asks Ishur, who looks down at the royal castle silently.
"Unlike yesterday, many people appear to be serving the castle today."
"Right. Your Majesty and Secretary of the Interior will not be in the castle today."
Maybe so. Yesterday I had to help Rufizzo out.
They also assumed I would break into the royal palace. No, they may have deliberately placed Ruffitzó under house arrest to see what I look like and who I am, which means he baited me.
"Mira, hold on tighter to me."
"Yes!"
Mira puts her strength on both arms without asking why, and brings her face closer together.
Ishur stretched his right hand up apart because it was Mira's.
Come on, man!
The sky of the royal castle was high and the light of immense magic ran. An invisible shock comes, like being blinded for a moment.
With Oomeo's tongue, the day after he left Krembel, the wind junction he used in the meadows for the Wizards and Knights of the House of the Holy Kings --.
Whether it was absorbing or reflecting the light of the sun, an almost transparent gigantic junction glowing slightly yellow covered the royal castle.
"Master Ishur,... why"
Mira looks around and looks up with a surprised face.
"It's a demonstration. If you have one gathered at the castle, it's just fine. Let them know. I am the one who holds the fate of the royal castle. The righteous, the sword of Yveda."
In the next few days, the same chief court magicians and other magicians and the Second Knights return to the Holy Capital. Eventually, the great magical fear of the wind will spread to every corner of the court of the Holy King.
Ishur looked at Mira's face and smiled.
"You don't have to worry. I won't kill anyone. Neither will the royal castle be destroyed. The magic of the kingdom returns to the Spirit of the Wind."
"The Spirit Realm of Wind...... That's heaven, isn't it? Ishur."
"Oh, well, you do"
"How helpful. Ishur is like the god of wind itself. So that means having the magic of God."
Mira stares at the light of her eyes shaking.
She must have seen my magic many times before, but she didn't know how I was creating the magic of the wind. Perhaps a normal wizard can't feel that otherworldly presence.
"Let's go then. To see the Secretary of the Interior again."
Ishur wore a hole in the great wind junction and was inside from the back of the same royal palace as yesterday. It stretches a hole drilled into the junction to the secretary of the interior's office on the third floor.
Every single one of them coming and going in the royal palace stopped like a doll, making an occasional odd noise.
"Around the Tower of the Sun God, but you've been through a lot."
Mira talks as she walks through the royal palace surrounded by strange silence.
"Was Annabelle there?
Ishur smiled bitterly and asked Mira.
Before entering the royal palace, on the way down, I looked around the tower of the Sun God, and there were holes everywhere on the ground, dug up, scattered with rocks large and small. Many castle soldiers and several earthly magicians were being driven out to repair them.
You weren't there.
Mira turned into a grumpy face as soon as possible.
When Ishur and Mira entered the secretary of the interior, Bernard Riad sat at the same desk as yesterday, solidifying within Ishur's tense boundaries.
Unlike yesterday, there was one beside his desk, a young man in a good looking outfit. The man, supposedly the nobleman, is solidified by trying to speak to the Secretary of the Interior. Probably the secretary of the same secretary of the interior as Ruffizuo, one of the undersecretaries.
"Whoa?"
A surprise voice leaks from the man.
Ishur raised the density of the magic in the mouth of a young man, and when he completely blocked the transmission of sound, only Bernard and his desk went out of the junction.
"Good afternoon, Master Bernard"
I can hear Mira's voice from the side.
Ishur stared silently at Bernard.
"I wonder if this kingdom was so tight."
"It's the great junction of wind prison. Now more than half of the western side of the Royal Castle is covered by this junction. Let's be very quiet, shall we? Master Bernard."
Mira broke in before Ishur and answered.
"Of Wind Hell...... No way, you're gonna crush half the royal castle."
Bernard said with a starkly distorted expression on his thin face.
I don't know.
Ishur grinned lightly and stared at Bernard's hand. Bernard doesn't take the hourglass that lines up on his desk.
Hmmm......
"If you don't want the royal castle destroyed, will you answer me? Secretary of the Interior"
Ishur stared at Bernard and said. Don't take your gaze off for a moment.
"Did the letter from the Chief Cleric get to you? Have you already informed Bionato, who's hiding somewhere?
"It would be disrespectful! such as to abandon His Majesty."
Bernard made a slightly angrier voice than yesterday. There is a deep crease between the eyebrows.
... You've made up your mind.
At least the secretary of the interior yesterday and the secretary of the interior in front of us are different people.
Yesterday the Secretary of the Interior even said "disrespectful" when I called out the king's name. But yesterday's Secretary of the Interior was a little more serene, no, a sinking way of saying it. If you were the same person, you would have reacted a little differently today.
Secretary of the Interior and Bionato, they seem quite connected, but they don't seem perfect.
... So, the question is whether yesterday or today's Secretary of the Interior is, no, the old man in front of you right now is Bionato.
"Answer me. What are you gonna do about it? You can't just ignore the Chief Cleric's arbitration."
"That sort of thing...... then you don't have to talk"
The secretary of the interior still leaves a slight colour of anger.
"Well, okay. Then I have no choice. Let's go home quietly."
Suddenly, Ishur eased the tension and pulled back lightly.
……
Mira gets confused next door.
"But don't piss me off too much. Tell Bionato. Otherwise, the royal castle will vanish."
Ishur took Mira's arm and left the Secretary of the Interior's room.
"Which one is that? Did Mira get it?
When Ishur went out into the hallway, he asked Mira a question, dropping his voice even though there was little need for it.
"Compared to yesterday, there is only a slight difference in how you speak and react. Today's Secretary of the Interior feels closer to Bernard himself..."
"Right."
Ishur dropped his shoulder and said.
I had an idea you might be different from yesterday... unfortunately.
Well, there are times when the Secretary of the Interior is replaced by Bionato, should we assume that there has been a harvest, even if it has just been known?
"Let's go home, Mira. I wish it was Bionato."
Ishur followed the royal castle with Mira. The magical junction of the wind slowly and quietly disappeared across the sky.
That afternoon, the Third Knights of the Diocese assembled the soldiers who had semi-surfaced the Duke's residence in South Square and began their retreat.
About fifty people each line up and head back to the royal castle with Vasquez on horseback in turn.
Gold and silver in white raised behind Vasquez, a large shield flag on a crossed sword. The banner of the Third Knights hung in the sky and disappeared to the royal castle.
Lying on his bed in his bedroom, he was relaxed, Ishur immediately awakened to the signs of the movement of the human horse and came out in front of the main entrance to the Duke's residence.
All the people of the Duke's house who were around them were cheering thoughtfully.
After all, the General Cleric's arbitration is powerful.
Ishur came to the side of the gate and looked toward the royal castle. I see a line of soldiers from the Knights' Hall.
"Looks like you made it. I also struggled with you. [M] Thank you, Ishr."
Luffizuo comes beside Ishl and smiles and calls out.
"No......"
"Master Ishr!
Mira walks in from the mansion with Sharka.
……
Ishur turned his head to the other side of the fu, beyond the main gate.
The south front of the Duke of Dielard residence is in a square, with a statue of a horse-ridden knight in armor in the centre.
There are signs of multiple vehicles approaching from beyond.
A carriage......
There are two carriages. The figure soon emerged from the south side of the square, the road along the canal.
It's the Dielard family carriage that came along with Mira. Nelly can also be seen on the podium. The other carriage following the rear was arranged in Krembell. I see Lucia there. The second carriage should have Rabena, Pilsa and Puri twins on it. I don't see any other carriage.
Did the loads put behind them and make the return of the two carriages on one ride a priority for now?
The gate was opened, and the Ishurs went down to the front of the mansion.
The carriage enters the mansion. From the people around you, "Welcome home," "Lots" and "Lucia!" and so on and so forth.
But......, it feels a little weird. Nelly's face and Lucia's face are strangely nervous.
There is one sign in the leading carriage. Someone's on board.
When the carriage stops and one of them attaches to the horse, Nelly quickly goes down to the ground, circles beside the carriage, and opens the door. She did not give Mira, the Lord (or a glance at Ruffizuo), and knelt with her head (not) low in front of the carriage door.
Rabena and the twins are already out from the carriage in the back, kneeling with Lucia.
"What?"
Ishur shrugged small.
The rider stays on the carriage, completely immobile and looks like a doll.
Everyone around them is silent as to whether they wonder too.
Then one cleric emerged from the first carriage, largely.
Ishur stared sharply at the man.
Fast......
The cleric was Desio.
Then another, Pierre Bahar, the same sacred cleric as Desio, comes out of the carriage. It's the man I met yesterday in the cathedral.
Did you decide?
Two Holy Clerics, who essentially divide the righteous, have come aboard the Dielard family.
The purpose is obvious. They are here to see Salomon.
……
I felt like a breathtaking voice around me raised a voice of surprise that didn't sound.
Desio and Pierre turn to the carriage and kneel.
There was another one in the carriage.
Thick muscle of gold with complex texts in white. The person slowly stepped out of the carriage.
A red gown on top of cleric clothing, perhaps an abbreviated small gold crown. Golden wand. It's like being stuck on your face, and then a natural smile.
"Ishur..."
Soon Mira, who had come to the side, pulls her sleeve from the bottom.
And as all those around him knelt, only Ishur stood stunned.
The old man's grin looms.
"Ulturo......, Ulturo Barioni II!!