Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Salomon's eyes shake the light and shadow of the leaking day.

He said he would point the light and the shadows around him and the faces he was looking up at the greenery of the trees towards Ishl.

"Thank you, Ishr."

Ishur immediately replied to Salomon that he would spare no effort to protect the life of the Second Prince of the Holy King, Luffraid Orst.

Of course, stopping the assassination of the Second Prince by Bionato is something that can't be avoided to prevent the outburst of his supporters, and therefore Salomon, that is, to end the military coup of Salomon undeveloped before the rite of the Holy Crown.

But that wasn't the only reason for Ishur to defend himself.

...... Russell on Ruffreid. Somehow, two names with just a little similarity in sound.

I couldn't help my parents, not to mention my own brother, Lucell. Salomon's woes are not human resources to me. It doesn't matter if that's the royal one. Salomon and Luffraid, I don't want to put their brothers in a situation like mine. Not to mention both of you, you can't be killed like the Emilia sisters. That is unacceptable.

If that happens, I'm sure there's no point in me coming to the Holy Capital.

……

Salomon smiled lonely when he saw Ishur's face.

"You once killed your family."

"I had a brother, too. It's rural, but that's why it was a quiet, peaceful village. My brother was supposed to live a peaceful life as a peasant in the village of Bersch. This pain will not go away, even if we try to avenge it."

Ishur wandered his gaze toward the courtyard, trying to stifle his heart, which was about to burn.

Sunshine and shadows are floating, sharpening, and digging grassy greens. The bright colors of the flowers in the flower bed dance on the top of it.

Ishur said he would point his gaze at Salomon.

"Your Highness, let's rub together first."

You have to know what information Salomon has, how he decides and thinks. If there's a difference between what I'm thinking, we have to adjust to each other.

We have to make the best choice for Luffraid.

"Uhm. Okay."

Salomon nodded heavily and caught Sarah's hair behind her shoulder.

"... if the moon changes, my father will officially announce his departure and make Luffraid, who will remain within the royal castle, his king's deputy"

"Does this mean that Bionato will be withdrawn from the head in January (July) of the summer"

Today is the twenty-sixth day of spring March (June). I don't have that many days anymore.

Incidentally, although the solar calendar is used in continental countries, in the diocesan churches, the seasonal division is between winter and March, between spring and June, between summer and July and September, and between autumn and October and December, and the separation is off by about a month due to the fact that the lunar calendar, the sun calendar, was used before the Urk, or the actual sense of season by the solar calendar. Spring March (June) is summer even in the northern part of the continent due to the seasonality of previous life, and autumn March (December) is obviously winter.

Bionato's exit, of course, had been insinuated long before, but at the moment he is not officially exited.

"... right. Not long after that, the Father is to be elected the next Chief Cleric by the self-appointed high priests. The bid to elect the Chief Cleric (Iwafu) will probably take place in the middle of summer March. Until then, there have been times when righteous people, including Ulturo, have pushed me to the next king, and my father will not formally decide the next king. But after my father was chosen as the next Chief Cleric in his bid, he would think that he would never be exposed to anyone again."

"So, Bionato officially nominates Prince Ruffraid as his next king..."

"That's right. And will probably make it look like what I did, and kill my brother right after it. In other words,“ capture "the“ assassin who assassinated Luffraid, "and make him testify that I instructed him to prepare another prisoner, put on a mask of transformation, make him look like his killer, and execute him. My father will abandon me caged in the Duke of Dielard's mansion and set Nitzaa on the Queen's throne as originally planned."

Nitzaa is the name of the two concubine daughters of Bionato, the five-year-old princess above.

"Bionato, who puppeted Nitzaa and became officially chief priest in the rite of the Holy Crown, at which time you will be executed, and he will have nothing to fear. Soon I will be destroyed."

Hmm, shaking slightly diagonally, Salomon continued.

"... is that idea, that's what I'm after. My father can tailor me to the killer right now, and kill Luffraid, but he won't dare. That remains in conflict with me, because I want to avoid the fact that there is no adult boy in the royal castle who can be king, in a situation where my father has withdrawn from office and has not made himself known to the Chief Cleric. If this happens, it will cause many climatic upheavals in the country, and the Grand Duchy of Alsar will follow. The kingdom of Ladis in your homeland may also move."

Salomon said, looking a little bitter, tough face.

When we met at the White Road Palace, Luffraid also said something a little similar. He was afraid of a situation in which no man would be present in the royal castle.

"On the other hand, if we formally become the Chief Cleric after the rite of the Holy Crown, we will lose the right to decide the next King, even if the Father is one of the Holy Kings. So the next time my father assassinates my brother is right after the bid, right after he officially nominates him as the next king,"

Additionally, if we can impersonate Salomon with the sin of the assassination of Luffraid, we can direct the wrath of our brother Prince against Salomon and at the same time put him on the side of the Kings......

From the bid to the rite of the Holy Crown is twentieth to one month. How long will it take for the unrest to spread in the country after the assassination of Prince Ruffreid and for Alsar to obtain that information and assemble his troops near the border with the Holy King? I can't do it on the 20th, or it could be a month, something like that?

Bionato officially assumes the post of Chief Cleric once the ceremony of the Holy Crown has been completed. Before that, Nitzaa, his daughter, would be nominated as the new queen of the Holy Kingdom, the head of the diocesan church would be the former king, and the new king would be the complete puppet of the top of that diocesan church. There will be no more gaps for Alsar to follow in.

Besides, the ceremony of the Holy Crown takes place during Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving may have already begun by the time the battle is ready. Even the Grand Duchy of Alsar can't wage war or anything during Thanksgiving.

Quite conceived......

It can also be seen that at the time that Bionato set himself up for the next Chief Cleric Officer in the first place, Alsar would not consider moving either.

"My brother is just not stupid either. If Luffraid was also officially nominated by his father as the next king, he would move to assassinate his father shortly afterwards. If only I could find out where that man is."

And Salomon put his hand on his mouth, and stared at Ishur.

"At least at the same time as the announcement of his nomination, he leaves the White Road Palace and enters the royal palace, where he gathers his own magicians, nobles and knights from inside and outside the royal castle to consolidate his side, and invites him to summon and pledge allegiance to the king, the chief of the magicians and the chiefs of each knight regiment"

... Hmm. I guess so.

"What makes you swear allegiance? Do you mean take vows?"

"It's not formal. Let them take hostages. The situation is the situation, that's why. I would."

"I see."

Ishur said one nod.

"Leflade, we thought your assassination would be shortly after the bid."

"Mm-hmm. That's settled. Wouldn't my father set me up around the White Road Palace right after my brother left it, just before he entered the Royal Palace?"

"It's going to be quite important."

"Hehe. Isn't that what you do best?"

Salomon said with a happy grin.

"We're going to pack the details, including those from the Dielard family. Yeah, yeah."

Salomon turned his face to Ishur again and said in a whisper:

"Contact also with Lord Sybil Bake of the Diocese of Adele. I'd like to borrow her wisdom if I may."

Ishur grabbed Katka and applied for a meeting with Sybil after he split with Salomon.

I visited the Diocese of Adele the other day without contacting her because I wanted to thank Adeliane for joining me in the Battle of the Cathedral and I thought it would be convenient for her to meet Sybil at that time.

And Ishur thought of hurrying to see Sybil, not because Salomon asked her help. What Sybil had proposed the other day, because he thought it should be transferred to execution, as a restraint against the assassination of Luffraid.

"... thank you for that. Then you will be reconciled, Salomon and Luffraid."

When Ishur explained to Mira what she had discussed with Salomon, she said as if she were a witch who would announce the deposition.

Salomon strongly wanted and wished to save Luffraid, who is also his political enemy, because he is still his brother......

"I'm sure Salomon will tell you how he feels about Luffraid."

Mira has turned her smile, full of beauty, towards Ishl, like a sigh of relief.

Two days later, Ishur took Mira to visit the Diocese of Adele and met the temple chief, Civil Bake.

"I'd still like to execute the other day about destroying an underground corridor strewn around the Royal Castle."

Ishur said that to Sybil most of the openings and talked about the workmanship that had been put on hold at the last meeting.

"I just want to be around the end of the month in February (August) of summer next."

If implemented in that period, the underground corridor restoration would be around the end of the bidding period.

Releasing Droit Sherard, who is sealed in the tower of the desolate god, is a total, but the assassination of Luffraid is unknown until the end of the day and time, and once this happens, it almost certainly will be a short-term showdown, so it seems better to stop using her.

"Still a little further..."

A slight but harsh mix of colors in Sybil's gaze.

I wonder if it has anything to do with the rescue of His Highness Ruffraid.

Sybil said with a slightly stiff grin.

"That's the temple chief."

Mira tells me from the side.

Right now, there are only three main entrance stuffs in the Basilica of Adele: Ishur, Mira and Sybil.

"I've been thinking about helping you, Leflade. I will not be conscripted by His Royal Highness Salomon before the rite of the crown."

"Right. That's possible."

"His Highness Salomon thinks that after a bid to determine the next Chief Cleric Officer, Bionato will nominate His Highness Ruffraid as the next king, and in the course of those few days it will look like he did it and assassinate you."

Ishur made a laugh there and stared at Sybil.

I thought we'd be in danger after the bidding.

"... yes"

Sybil, who always had the impression of smiling calmly, gave a blatantly serious, harsh look.

"Your Highness is oh, I can see it. I heard you're quite a thick one for your emotions..."

Sybil pulled his jaw slightly and stared at Ishur and said.

"Your Majesty will set a trap quite well. It would be dangerous to involve His Highness Salomon in the rescue of His Highness Ruffraid."

"Sure, that's right..."

Ishur nods with a bitter face.

For Bionato, Salomon, along with Luffraid, is also a one-of-a-kind opportunity.

But His Royal Highness Salomon will not leave.

It's hard to imagine Salomon responding to this persuasion and stopping participating in the Luffraid rescue.

He seemed motivated and very happy when he spoke in the courtyard of the Duke's mansion then...

"It's dangerous, but it's very important for Salomon to be a part of it."

That's when Mira said with a tatty face she could afford.

"Mr. Salomon helps himself, Mr. Luffraid. It's important."

Mira is right. Measure the reconciliation between the two through this operation. You get what you deserve.

You know Luffraid will be in danger after bidding too. However, if possible, it is best for Bionato to execute his assassination, intervene at the time of initiation, and rescue himself. If it works, their brothers' reconciliation will be dramatic.

"... ok"

Sybil erased his harsh expression and nodded with his usual calm smile.

"That's why I'd like to include the underground passage connecting to the White Road Palace among the targets of destruction."

This naturally needs to be done to rescue Luffraid.

Anyway, Bionato is anticipating this move. If Sybil's right, you don't have to hide his intentions. You just have to do what they don't like.

"I don't know much about the underground corridor connected to the White Road Palace, but I still have time, and I'll find out more."

Sybil grinned slightly deeper at the "details".

"We'll discuss it again when we find out. I'll call you through Katoka. Then we'll pack more details on the matter today."

"Yes."

"Okay, I get it."

Ishur and Mira nodded all together.

"So..."

When the meeting with Sybil was about to end, Ishur took a small roll of paper out of his nostalgia and handed it to Sybil.

Ishur had deposited a letter from Salomon to Civil Bake the day before, through the deacon's bishew.

Salomon would have already known about the relationship between the righteous and the Diocese of Adele, but it seems that the temple chief, Sybil Bake, was a said figure after which he independently examined and later found out. Salomon wouldn't leave her alone if he found out about Sybil's past. The proximity between Salomon and Sybil may expose a dangerous element after this, but there was no choice but to make concessions here for the success of the L'Flade rescue.

"This is Salomon's autograph..."

Sybil widened it when he received the roll of paper from Ishur, looking through his eyes and raising a small, admirable voice.

"Hehe. … Following the cathedral, you will also receive assistance from the next king's most powerful, Lord Salomon…"

Sybil whispered as he narrowed his eyes and whined.

"Now the end of Adele Cathedral is safe."

Sybil smiled loudly and looked over at Ishur and Mira's face.

Ugh. Antai, what...

Did someone say the same thing somewhere?

For a moment Ishur looked sideways at Mira's smiling face.

Blasting wind chunks, wind god arrows, wind wall armor, fierce wind formations, windsweeping wind winds (shimmers), rough winds in formation (alas), chase wind magic (referring to flying magic), black wind formations......

Will it feel like Wind Explosion, Wind Arrow, Wind Armor, … in English?

It still feels like magic coming out of the game or something when expressed in English. But chanting and discarding and saying, "Blowing wind chunks! If you yell" and "Wind Exploration! Which would be better to shout?"

Both of them. I feel more like both of them now, and when I actually do it, it feels bad. If it just makes you cool, how much better still would it be to cast a spell heavily than a chant discard?

"Hey, hey, Ishl"

Leni lays her elbows on her desk, puts her face on, and talks to Ishl. Her face floats a slightly pranky color in those eyes, directly in front of Ishl.

How many days has Ishur been passing through the mansion of the late Ventura Alejandro, Leni's mansion? Ishur had spread an oversized magic book on his usual desk that was owned by Leni, reading descriptions of various wind magic and sections with spells on them.

This is how Leni sometimes deliberately interrupts Ishur as he reads the Book of Magic.

Even though he was Ishur's master at first, he said, "It doesn't help me to read that. He talks about going out in your garden and playing with Mira and me," or "Talk about when Ishur smashed that busty Fire Dragon," and that day, in the end, his magic studies will be over there.

"What?"

So Ishur got a little grumpy and looked up at Leni's face from the magic book, and she smiled happily, and she did it.

Ishur didn't even feel angry when he saw Leni's face like that, and later he had to comply with Leni's demands.

But today Ishur couldn't say how to get in her way because she didn't care what it would be like if she re-worded the wind magic name in English.

"I heard from Mira the other day. When Ishur was invited to the cathedral, he spoke of the blade of the wind god from within Jerez's boundaries and defeated the wizard who had attacked him."

"Oh. I thought you'd like that. I sang with it and made it a little more powerful to use."

"Sometimes that means wind magic helps Ishr."

"Yeah. Right."

Leni roared "hmm" there and turned his gaze away.

Hmm. Sounds like you're gonna tell me right this time, not out of the way.

"Ishur can use the magic of the wind even if he's trapped in a demonic seal junction, right?

"Yeah, for once"

Did Mira tell you that, too?

It is true that even if you are confined within the demonic seal formation, the magic brought from the magic fixture of the wind integrated with your own flesh is uninterrupted. However, it often becomes quite weak, and we can no longer bring the magic of the wind itself from that other realm.

"Then you can use a wind ball or a wind blade to break it from the inside when you're trapped in a demon seal."

Right...... You're right if you ask me. Even though the magic will weaken, it can be fully expressed even if it is about a wind ball or a blade of wind.

By the way, a wind ball is the same as a "bursting wind mass”.

"Right. Leni's right. That's my master."

"What? And, Master?

"Right. I'm an apprentice to Leni, so I will."

"Eh heh. Shit, huh?"

Leni lights up and leaves her eyeballs open.

"All right!"

Then Leni said, a cheerful shout, and stood up all the time.

"My disciple. I have an unmatched piece of magic. I'll teach you new magic that only I could do."

Leni said with his hands on his hips and his chest still this way, yeah nodding.

"Ha ha..."

The truth is, I wish I could return "Ha ha, this is thankfully happy"...

Ishur pointed a slight glance at Leni, who was in good shape.

When Leni instantly went outside the mansion, the sun was leaning in the evening at some point.

The flowers in the garden, the trees give rise to a slightly damp, intense scent of summer grass trees. The sky stretches and spreads from west to east, so that the red colour stains.

Leni and I are alone today. Mira hasn't come.

"Ishur, can you see the wind blowing in that sky?

Leni lifted her right hand firmly, pointing to the far side of the evening sky, which nodded.

"Huh?"

Ishur became a little confused and followed Leni's index finger pointing point with his eyes.

At her fingertips, there is still room left in the blue sky thin in red. Pomps and floating clouds, large and small, are slowly flowing east.

That sky-blowing wind...... A loose-flowing wind twirl.

"I can see..."

"Well, then, I want to be that wind, that wind,"

Huh?

Ishur glanced at Leni's face.

"It will be windy," he said.

Is that some kind of song lyrics?

"No, that's a little..."

"I can be. If Ishur."

Leni has said with her lips pointed and dissatisfied.

"If you don't like the wind, take a good look at that wind. Feel a lot!

……

Ishur shuts up and looks at Leni's face.

"No"

Leni keeps his mouth pointed.

"Okay, sweetheart."

Ishur stared again at a point in the evening sky. How high would it be? Probably more than two miles long (scar, about a thousand and three hundred m).

A crowd of clouds heading east sunset from the west to brighten its edges (two).

Pick up that cloud hem and follow the wind flowing east.

A veil of wind blowing in the sky. Grab that tip......

Suddenly something screamed. A high sound like a woman's scream. Coarse noise covering the bottom. It is taken from me. My mind is exposed and I can back......

Torn and spun.

"Ha-ha-ha."

Ouch. Because. Heavy pain runs through the verses. My heart starts pounding.

I scratch my hands on my chest.

Yes, the colors, the colors became running and flowed through my sight. And it went dark.

……

Ishur looked around. My breath is painful......

A vast space of light, red colour.

A slight windchime that tickles my ears.

Other than that, there is no sound. I'm alone.

A torn cloud slowly crosses.

Ishur was floating in the sky.

"Ha..., ha, ha"

A breath that stopped for a moment in the impact blows back.

Ishur dropped his gaze downwards.

The city of the red-stained Sacred Capital stretches beneath your eyes. The two rivers, red and blue, shining and flexing, the royal castle covers the majority of them with clouds.

Leni is..., where?

The Temple of the Wind is Akane...... Then that little roof-like thing will be the Great Wizard of the Wind, the mansion of the late Ventura Alejandro,.

"He..."

Who is he? What did you teach me?

Um, charcoal extinguishing darkness. That covers the edge of my sight......

Isn't this instantaneous travel already? It is not the magic of acceleration.

With this move, I'm invincible.

... a shadow that covers your sight.

I was born once, no. He's dead again.

One probably sticks his father's sword of shapes on the head of the Red Emperor Dragon, and after that he falls.

The other was that moment in the flames of the Red Emperor Dragon. Even then, actually, I might have been dead.

This is a great move.

But just now, didn't I die again?

What is this fear?

It's like standing on the edge of a wall (two), no, it's like crossing the boundary between life and death.

I can't use this stuff.

No, you shouldn't use it.

... No, I have to use it.

I will visit soon.

It was only when I was driven between life and death, when I was caught up to death.

For my own life. For someone's life.

"This is not magic anymore"

Ishur circled his gaze to the red-dyed sky, chasing something.

Ha, ha... My chest palpitations still don't subside.

Mira. Mira, one of the many people said, This is...

"Being the wind. God's business."

When Ishur went down to the lower realm, Leni was waiting in the same place.

Covered in red glowing greens and flowers, in a small place.

"Were you afraid? Ishl."

Leni has told Ishur, who is mute and silent, to whisper. And he took Ishur's hand, and put one hand on it.

"Bullshit. Don't worry. This is Ishr's power, isn't it?

Leni smiles. The sunset is dyeing her red.

"Don't be afraid, come to me again. If you feel like it."

Leni's face approaches.

"More, I'll tell you"

Her whisper struck my heart like a thunderbolt.