Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Mira's meaningful eyes.

That became apparent a few days later when dinner was held at the Duke of Dielard's residence under the auspices of Salomon.

Salomon either weighed his own tightness against the King's departure and the King's acting nomination for Leflaide, or held a big dinner party at the Duke of Dielard's house where he stayed.

What was surprising in this situation was that the ladies of each aristocracy were also invited to that night club.

The Kings regarded this as an excellent opportunity, and at the same time it was conceived that a massive destruction effort would be carried out against the Duke of Dielard's residence, but Salomon did not mind such a thing at all, and the aristocratic women residing in the Holy City and its suburbs were also actively invited to the feast.

The protection of the Duke's mansion would not be worry-free if it had Klau, and there was certainly an immeasurable political effect in bringing them to dinner. Besides, even hostile factions do not come out of this, such as those who accompany women and attack nobles travelling around the city of the capital (Miyako). If there were casualties on the woman's side, the stigma on the assault side could not be known. Of course, if the woman were a famous swordsman or magician, it would change the story altogether.

The dinner party hosted by Salomon would have appeared to rejoice in the reconciliation with his father, who had advised him to return to the royal palace, the acting king of his younger brother, Prince Luffraid, and the temporary state of well-being he had visited at the Holy King's house, but its contents would have led to the tightening of his own sect and to a time when the government of the country was finally moving greatly, boasting of its own and the power of the faction.

The dinner party usually took place from the dining room on the west side of the Duke's mansion, where Salomon uses it, to between the little roses on the east side, plus a portion of the courtyard. Salomon was surrounded from the beginning of the feast by the ladies who colored the Holy City, and looked exactly like the king of beauty, himself, dazzled by a multitude of colorful flowers.

After a while, there was a flock of men around him, colored and brilliant with ambition.

Ishur was escorted by Mira, surrounded by some of the ladies flowing from Salomon, and toyed to their good looks for some time, but along the way he joined the circle of men who were called by Salomon and gathered around him.

From the courtyard where the bonfire burned everywhere, some nostalgic music plays a string similar to lute, something that also made the harp smaller around one person, along with several kinds of woodwind instruments, and the lightness played by the main players of the vertical flute.

That examination, which crosses between the swinging flames and the night darkness, gave Ishur a slightly strange narrative, like an old Europe with a slight mix of music from the same period around India and the Middle East.

"Mr. Ishur. Let me introduce you. [M] This is Duke of Sandelini."

Salomon waved one hand with a glass to match the melody, pointing to one man.

Ruffizuo, standing next to him, has a full grin.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Bersch"

From among the men surrounding Salomon, one large gentleman entered with silver hair neatly behind his shallow black skin.

"I am Aggio Sandelini. See you later."

The sound of the string jumps.

An elegant sophisticated smile from a magnificent gentleman.

"It is a great pleasure to meet you tonight, the sword of Yveda loved by the gods, yourself," the man continued, looking extremely stunned.

"... this is you. Lord Duke."

When Ishur returned his greeting, he glanced at Salomon.

……

Salomon's eyes are laughing.

This means that the Duke of Sandelini, who was neutral, told Salomon that he had joined his faction.

Mira told me the other day that she would adopt Pilsa and Puri as Duke of Sandelini's adopted daughter. I guess it's connected to that, too.

But what made Ishur confused was that it was different from them. This was not simply the story of the five principals on Salomon's side, which was all that was needed.

Standing on the western hills across the city of the Holy City and facing the Royal Castle on the east side, Castel Sandelini is one of the most powerful and important of the branches that consolidate the perimeter of the Royal Castle.

If military action is to be taken against Bionato, it is Castel Sandelini that can be the main hub. It can accommodate many troops, including the surrounding hills, and is at its highest altitude, except for the royal castle. If Salomon assembles his army at Castle Sandelini, he will be able to construct a symbolic confrontation between Bionato and Salomon in the east and west, across the city of the Holy City.

Ishur saw a slight rise of pointy, dangerous colors behind Salomon's eyes.

... things are accelerating.

Inside, Ishur grinned rather painstakingly, letting Aggio Sandelini put up a glass in one hand.

The hustle and bustle of the people around.

A slightly damp summer night breeze there brought a gorgeous but somewhere sad melody to Ishl's ear.

Then one day a while later.

When Ishur went to one cathedral and returned two childhood copies of the Cathedral Church seminary he had rented from Desio and the "Orthodox History of the Ancient Urk Kingdom/With (Memorandum of Understanding)", Mira followed Katka and the other woman in his room, waiting.

The rooms Ishur has arranged from Mira are lined up in the order of dinner room, living room and bedroom while refraining. They waited for Ishur while they refrained. There were other maids Lucia and Sharka.

"Desio, what did you say?

Mira has begun by asking Ishl that.

"Yeah. The monster of the serpent described in" The Orthodox History of the Ancient Urk Kingdom/With (Memorandum), "a book containing a magical formation summoning“ Malefiore, "which is definitely the forbidden book brought out of the cathedral by Bionato"

The "Orthodox History of the Ancient Urk Kingdom/With (Memorandum of Understanding)" has also been looked at by Mira.

"Master Desio called the forbidden book 'Dudonnay Copy'"

It was then the great priest of the temple of the gods of the earth, Dudonne Shahr, who developed the magic formations that summon Malefiore, together with the great spirits of the land he summoned.

"Really..."

Mira looks difficult, no, she looks anxious.

"The enclosure also describes hearsay that the temple of the land of Urk was devastated in the battle against Malefioa. Desio also said that Malefioa did not work effectively in the enchanted kingdom."

……

Mira nods silently. Those around her will also know about the forbidden books that Bionato stole from the Cathedral. Everyone doesn't do anything to pinch their mouths from side to side to Ishur and Mira's conversation, and they listen in silently.

"Well, it would be like a little red emperor dragon around one. No magic or figure like the Red Emperor Dragon would mean anything to a huge one, such as a magic seal junction. If that's how you create a magic formation the size of swallowing the Holy City as a whole, it'll change the story."

"... you're right"

Mira's anxious face also propagates to those around her.

"The question is what will happen if Bionato summons Malefioa among the Lord God. Even when the Sun God's Seat is activated, it is unknown how much power Malefioa can contain, what damage is done to the Sun God's Seat, how far can Bionat take Malefioa"

"But if you can use your magic..."

Mira turns her sharp gaze to Ishl.

"I'm confident. I think it's possible to contain Malefiore"

Ishur answered, taking Mira's gaze firmly.

Even the Red Emperor Dragon and I are confident we can do more than reciprocate now.

"... and you..."

Ishur turned her face to the beautiful woman of her age standing beside her as she tried to snort firmly again towards Mira.

She doesn't know her name, but she has faced each other several times.

A long-haired woman with a slightly more habitual chestnut color wearing a plain robe of scorched tea. A wizard woman who always tries to follow Salomon's shadow and serves on his side.

"My name is Magda Perino. We are here to keep His Highness's men company."

Magda, the witch who named her said with a thin grin.

Beautiful, but oddly discreet woman.

"The temple chief of our Adele diocese is suddenly wondering if I could see you tonight. Besides, I would like you to accompany me in the name of His Highness Salomon."

Katoka has said it in a soft tone from the side.

"I see, I get it"

When Ishur nodded to Katka, he greeted Salomon's followers.

"Goodbye, Lord Magda Perino"

……

Ishur turned to the man with a slightly angry face, expressionless.

"Hey, it's been a while. Lord Ishur.... how have you been?"

“I don't know if you were feeling well," Ishur said to the man for some reason with an irrepressible willingness to kill.

"Ji, isn't Grandpa looking well? As always...... damn!

Fortunately, the last word Ishur said never leaked outside. But I didn't have to tell you.

The usual Adele Cathedral stuffing, where there was one other ancestor besides the temple chief Sybil.

Gray hair cut briefly into the clothes of a tired priest Ping, beardless on his face burnt in the day. An elderly little man with a face like he ate a man, who couldn't resist.

That's another look at that guy, sometimes face-to-face in the basement of the Purple Spike Cathedral.

Ishur finally told him to look like he had clearly chewed up the bitter bug and thrown it away.

"So, why are you here today? Coot."

That night. Mira was added to Isul, Magda Perino of Salomon's fame, and this was the first time Sharka was added, and the line headed to the Basilica of Adele on foot.

It was still a time of plenty of people coming and going around the city, but no one followed the Ishurs. Of course, no one attacked me.

Ishur soon noticed the incredible magic drifting around the line.

"Lord Perino."

Ishur saw and said to the wizard woman that she was Salomon's squire.

"That's you. This is the magic of stray..."

Previously, when he was summoned to Salomon early in the morning, Magda stood at the wall behind him. At first I didn't realize she existed. I wasn't paying attention.

"Yeah, it's close."

Magda answered Ishur with a thin grin.

"A bright spot in the sun, not very effective on a wide scale, but I can use this magic, the" eye-catching magic, "so I serve Salomon's side."

"I see...... But can you tell me something important like that?

"Because it doesn't work for anyone who can use powerful magic like you and summon spirits"

When Ishur glanced at Mira's face, she also gave a slight grin and nodded small.

"She is well known among us."

"Really?"

That's Salomon. Does the prince of one country also have these handkerchiefs?

Ambiguous the presence of a certain number of people around themselves. Probably combined with the magical effects of shaking. A treasured magic for a VIP escort.

It's just that she's right, and this magic isn't absolute either. When Salomon visited the Duke's residence to arbitrate with the Third Knights of the Diocese, her magic was clearly not working. It is true that a wide area of the day, many human beings, may not be able to take effect if they are brought together and move around violently.

“The magic of eyeballs" …. That's a whisper “The magic of moving lost", but did I just say that?

"... Mr. Ishr. Please call me Magda."

When Magda speaks to Ishur like that, she turns to Mira and says, "Ishur is really cute..." etc.

"Hmm."

When she arrived in front of the gates of the Diocese of Adele, as usual, the Spirit of Water, Adeliane, showed up, but this time because of the presence of Sharka, she rarely observed the women around her before speaking to Ishur.

"Mmm..."

Sharka stares silently at Adeliane floating in the air, roaring in a small way.

Whether any certainty existed between them spirits, or whether the two, for a moment, scattered invisible sparks, immediately diverted their faces from each other much to the day after tomorrow.

"That's how Ishur always keeps the wizard of a human woman at his side."

Adeliane soon gets in a better mood and looks down on Ishur.

"Huh?"

Hey, what are you talking about!

"Mm-hmm. That's exactly what human beings call a great hero. That's good. I don't give a shit. Men or men."

Stunned, no, I was scared by something. I was blue-faced. Approximately, Adeliane nodded many times, yeah, when she put her hands on her waist and chest as usual.

"Well, ho ho ho"

Mira is smiling with her hands in her mouth.

... maybe that's okay. Magda would be Salomon's mistress in the first place, and Sharka is very serious and doesn't seem interested in such matters for men and women.

Ishur looks sideways at Mira and tries to identify future developments.

"Hehe."

Behind Ishur, Magda gave a calm laugh of an adult woman.

"I asked Mr. Coot to investigate the underground corridor of the Royal Castle."

And a row went into the stuffing place, and the first cout, who had first met him, was exchanged. And when the first seer had finished introducing him, and the barren interaction between Ishul and cout had finally come to an end, Sybil looked over to the one, and said:

……

As Ishur silently pointed his sharp gaze at Kurt, he took out one black-painted mask about how he had hidden it from the one on his back, just saying that Kurt had been waiting.

"!! That's"

"Well..."

Ishur glanced at the mask half-way up. Mira gives a little screaming voice.

"Grandpa, you do that."

"Hi-hi. That's right. This is the magic of the Spirit God's Hidden Body that the Black Spirit Crystals used."

Coot answers with a smile of complacency.

"Hey, why..."

"You forgot, my lord? The next day after that night, I would have gathered my wives in the square of the mining settlement to inspect their luggage."

"Ah."

Ishur opened his mouth with his eyes wide open and pompous.

Speaking of which, the Pilsas found one black mask out of the load.

After that, I was in a bad mood and turned my back away from the place early.

"At that time..."

Shit, huh? I can't either. No...

"Bye. Because we also lost many of our companions and suffered pain. I need to get this much loot. I can't do this."

Only for a moment Coot gave me the look of a purple pointed crystal long (osa) flade and said:

"I didn't use this to check the underground corridors of the Royal Castle. This is me."

Even though Kurt is old, he's a dirt wizard for once. Besides, if you use the mask of the Hidden Body of the Spirit God, which only the Black Spirit Crystal possesses, not so many of you will notice and be able to obstruct the search for Coot in the royal palace today. Now the black spike should be in a state of essence and devastation.

"Grandpa..."

"I can't give you this. My purple sharp crystal is an important asset."

"Ishur."

Mira touches Ishl's arm with a small voice. Keep it down here, something like that.

Can we use that to make sure the Secretary of the Interior's surveillance is safer and more secure?

Ishur thought so, but immediately changed the idea. If your opponent is using a demonic seal or stray junction, you can't expect much effect either way, even if you're trying to use the magic equipment of the Spirit God.

"I know that your lord hates the magic equipment of the Spirit God. I remember very well what your lord said that night when black attacked me. Don't worry, I'll use it with caution."

When Kurt said so, he whispered to Magda, who was present.

"We will continue to work hard for you, Salomon. Keep this a secret."

"I get it. Old man."

……

With Magda so snorted sideways, Ishur sighed small with an indescribable look on her face.

Is that what you want me to do? Well, if Zi Tsim Crystal also helped Salomon, then the mask will be recognized as possession of Zi Tsim Crystal Cathedral as it is as a reward.

Besides, why did this guy show you that mask in the first place? Besides, it's like kids brag about it......

"Have we finished talking about you two yet?"

Sybil turns a subtle grin.

Naturally, she'll know who Coot is, and she'll be hearing about how he got to own the black pointed crystal magic fixture.

"Oh, I don't mind. Temple Chief. Please, move on."

Coot answers in a good mood. Ishur nodded silently.

"Then look at this."

Sybil took a roll of paper that was leaning over the edge on his desk and let it spread out in front of everyone.

Sybil's expanded roll depicted a view of the royal castle. It is an old-fashioned bird 's-eye view. On top of the painting, there are multiple lines of bold lines that connect the royal palace, the rear palace, the castle tower, etc. with brand new black ink.

Together they rode out and looked at the drawing surface.

……

Everyone is silent and doesn't speak up.

...... I know the approximation on this drawing surface, but it is still lacking in accuracy.

A modest but admirable appearance from Mira and Magda conveyed a sense of pride from Kurt, but a sense of crisis such as this was not good for Ishur felt stronger.

I'm not familiar with surveying relationships separately, but there's no artisan involvement in civil relations, and I only know schematics on this drawing surface. That's about what Ishl figured out.

Once above the royal castle, it is necessary to rearrange the actual positional relationship with the drawing surface. And on the day first, do you feel like letting the magic of the wind cross the underground passage...

"It's an underground corridor stretching from the White Road Palace, isn't it?

Magda's voice came from the side as Ishur looked at the drawing surface and thought.

Only one underground passage extends from the White Road Palace depicted on the pictorial surface and is connected to the Royal Palace. There may be others, but that's all that's revealing.

It would be this underground passage that Magda, present as Salomon's nominee, cares about.

"Does Your Highness know this underground passage?

"Yes."

To Ishur's question, Magda nodded lightly without showing any vigilance or patrol.

"It's for His Highness Luffraid. Are you sure you want to destroy this passage without question more than it connects to the royal palace?

I look at Sybil's face for a moment. She nodded silently and small.

"Of course, sir."

And, Magda.

They've already done the talking around here between Sybil and Salomon.

"Then I will give this drawing surface to Mr. Ischl. And... and this too."

Sybil then handed a small roll of paper to Ishul and Mira, and Kurt, who were lined up elsewhere on the desk.

"Count from this evening and open it on the morning of the third day. That day or the day after, the day of the decision is about to come up. I asked Adeliane to paint a magic formation."

"Sealing order, is it?"

Ishur niggered.

A little exaggerated, but I'd prefer such a lot of classics.

"Full of temperament..."

Mira is the one squealing beside me.

"... right"

Sybil grinned and nodded, detailing Adeliane's magic formation. She asked Adeliane to specify more or less the time for certain numbers to emerge from paper, the magic of water to be painted on paper.

It is true that a magic formation cannot be drawn unless it is a fairly high spirited body. Adeliane had three of the same magic formations that she deserved.

"Well, that's why I don't have to bother to seal it,"

That's what Sybil said and gave him a slightly hazy smile.

But that's not true. I have it in my hands, and as it stands, I can barely feel the magic from the scroll. If you don't open it, no one else will know if the magic formations are painted inside, and it doesn't make any sense.

"So. Why do you need to get a sealed order, too?

Ishur said with an ill-willed gaze at Kurt.

The nagging feeling in front of me just to find out who this old man is really makes me nose.

"I am not with you. Besides, there's no other reason to finish this drawing."

Answer with your chest up if Coot still does this.

"Hey, Mr. Ishl, take Mr. Coot with you on the day?

I'm sure Sybil will help you, too, with an adult smile.

In a recent meeting with Sybil, it was decided that on that day, only three people, Mira and Sharka, would do the sabotage - naturally, only one Ishul would do it, and the Miras would be in a position like Ishul's seers.

Shit...... This scammer. You don't want to be broken down the underground passage used by Tsim Jing Cathedral anyway. Isn't that what you're going to do on that day?

"You have no choice."

Ishur disapproved, nodded to Sybil and showed him.

Mira and Magda smile as they pull a little.

"Hehe, then say hello for the day. Lord Ishur."

Totally deliberate, I guess. Kurt stuck his jaw out meaningly all in return of interest and said to Ishl as he nibbled.

It's raining outside.

"Well, Ishr..."

Mira said so much and shut her mouth.

Because Leni shook his head clearly beside him again and again, even as he grinned.

"No, Ishl can't. It's wind magic, isn't it?

"Hmmm......"

When Ishur roars small, he returns a small chunk of the wind's magic that he has unloaded in front of him to another realm, to what appears to be the spiritual realm of the wind.

It was clear until about noon that day, but when Ishur took Mira to visit Leni, and as usual Ishur began to read the magic book of the wind, and Mira and Leni rolled out into the mansion's garden for a while, suddenly there was a shadow of rain clouds in the sky and light rain began to fall.

Mira and Leni soon returned inside the mansion. At that time, Ishur was finally proceeding to read to the last of the Book of Magic.

Leni looked at Ishur's reading section and asked Ishur a question.

"Ishr can use it, can't he? I heard you used it in the Royal Palace the other day."

The section of the Book of Magic that Ishur was reading, there was written about the great magic of the wind, the "wind prison formation of the Yveda God".

Being good at it as if it were about me, Leni has been firmly impressed with Mira, including the explanation of the wind prison formation used by Ishur, and has also recommended Mira to remain present and tell Ishur to bring down the magic of the wind in front of him.

Leni didn't look too good on Ishur, who let him unload a small chunk of wind magic, as he was told.

"The wind is the wind when it blows, even though"

Leni shook his neck sideways when he said so, turning a slightly lonely smile to Ishl.

"I think Ishur is amazing. The use of magic is unique. They do things that nobody thinks about. You're a genius, like Mira said, aren't you? But that's not all the magic of the wind."

……

Ishur stared silently at Leni's face.

I have a general idea what I'm missing.

I have memories of my past life. Halfway through, but with knowledge of natural sciences. There is common sense that wind is caused by the movement of basic air and the barometric pressure difference caused by changes in the temperature of the atmosphere. Normally, the wind doesn't cut things. Sickles, for example, are only about the world of inheritance. But powerful air compression, large barometric pressure differentials, creates destructive storms, and if you release them all at once, you gain explosive power.

But magic in this world is determined by the natural view of the people who live in this world, by the formation and the deeds of the faithful gods.

I did feel the need to learn that. That's why I'm learning the magic of the wind. But that's not all I've ever thought about, my own slight scientific knowledge, which makes a huge difference.

That would not be a mistake, but what Leni is trying to say is different.

My magic trick is the sword of the wind god. The wind slashes and rips things apart. The wind is blowing. From her point of view, the magic, like the compression of the air, also mainly compresses, moves and tries to use it. Even if my way looks genius, doesn't it look heretical, or evil?

Crow and Nayal use it beautifully and streamlinedly as it flows through the magic of the wind. That magical movement probably creates the magic of the wind.

of this world, what lies ahead of the magic of the wind used by human wizards. We have to go after it.

Ishur stared into Leni's eyes once again.

In her eyes came a white statue of Ishur's face with a slight jaw pull.

"Come again on a beautiful day. I'll tell you more."

Leni smiled quietly.

"Master Ishr!

In the evening, as soon as I returned to the Duke's residence, Mira jumped into Ishur's room.

In her hand is a small scroll of paper handed to her by Civil Bake the other day.

The date specified for opening is yesterday. Today, numbers emerged in the void at the center of Adeliane's painted little magic formation.

Ishur also retrieved the opened order form from among the books lining the bookcase in the living room. Letters also appeared in the middle of the magic formation on that roll.

On a slightly floating sheet of fiber, the number "18” appeared as if the water had been stained.

Mira and I show each other the rolls and match the numbers.

Today is the sixteenth day of February (August) in summer. The decision is in two days.

Sybil tells me that the time zone may be determined as freely as possible at night, depending on the weather.

From around noon that day, Kurt was to wait in the mansion in the form of a priest of the rim, who had visited a knight belonging to the Duke's Knights, and so on.

"It's the day after tomorrow."

Mira stopped by Ishur and whispered.

She looks happy about what she's thinking.

"Hehe."

Ishur also got a little funny and nodded with a laugh in his voice.

It's certainly been a long time since we've had a rough time. The noise of the royal castle is now in the eyes of the king's men in haste.

The next morning, Ishur headed to one royal castle, rising above it, to a height of about three miles long (scar, less than two thousand m).

Beneath his eyes is a mass of clouds that have been smashed into the ground low, flowing eastward at an early rate.

Ishur spread the painting face of the painted royal castle of the underground passage in his hands, looking down as he swung his gaze to the left and right.

Vision is cloudy and not necessarily good. Besides, even at this altitude, you might find yourself on the lookout at the Royal Castle. But there's no choice. I really need to keep the underground passageway depicted on the pictorial surface and the actual positional relationship in the field illuminated during a certain day in the sun.

The shirt I'm wearing hits the wind, and the noise just keeps ringing. The air is damp and it may rain out in the afternoon.

Ishur jealously compared the royal castle with a glimpse between the pictorial surface and the clouds beneath him for a while, tapping into his head the position of the underground passage depicted in the pictures.

Shortly afterwards, I saw the magic small and sharp and brilliant from the bottom of the clouds flowing directly underneath.

There are two brilliances. Translucent shining spirits come up.

Did you still find it?

This sabotage effort brought the story to Frade, and Sybil seemed to have spoken to Salomon a long time earlier. We thought that if there was a corresponding reaction from the enemy at the time of the operation, we could also explore where the information was being leaked from, but now we are broken.

Ishur began to move slowly from just above the royal castle in a different direction from the Duke's residence, towards the true north.

I didn't do anything and I could have just run away...

Ishur stared at the two spirits coming towards him.

I am reminded of what Leni said the other day.

Using magic like a blowing wind......

Ishur stood still over the sky, waiting for the spirits to enter the offensive posture.

Both human shapes. On the one hand, it is the Spirit of the Wind that comes up from the poor right. I can tell right away by the feeling of magic. I still don't know what kind of spirit the other one is coming up to circle in from the left side at a little distance.

Maybe the wind is a woman, the other a man.

As the man's spirit glistened slightly orange, he vanished for a moment into the clouds just above him.

Fire.

The Spirit of the Wind below also erases the signs so that it melts in the transverse wind.

Suddenly the flames glow red on the horizontal line in the vanished clouds of the man's Spirit. Almost the same altitude as Ishur.

Horizontal one-letter flames became walls of flames as they spread up and down slightly. At the same time, five fireballs pop out of the wall.

The fireball draws a flowing curve and comes towards Ishl.

Yes. As it flows..., the magic of the wind is what it is.

There are some that serve as examples. A big, little twist of wind magic, done and shown by Klau and Nayal.

As Ishur pulled the magic of the wind out of the other world, he swung it toward the fireball. Full of fireballs rushing through the air towards Ishur, one extinguishes after the other.

Faster!

Ishur kept his evoked wind magic intact, accelerating just as the wind blew, hitting the rear firewall.

It's like a stiff, unknown sensation.

The walls of fire stretched by the Spirit of Fire were torn apart, and blown far rearward. There was a big hole in the middle of the cloud with a thunderous roar. I cannot see the Spirit of Fire, nor the shadows nor the shapes that would have been behind the walls.

And next thing I know, I think, the wind's magic wall covered the way around Ishur floating in the universe. Signs of the Spirit of the Wind appear beneath your feet.

The wall of wind magic is spherical and covers the entire circumference of Ishur. As soon as its walls were liberated towards the inside, Ishur took the magic of its wind (...) and (...) and slammed it on the spirits of the wind as it rolled up. The figure of the Spirit dissolves in the magic of the wind, which has been turned into a half storm.

Sissy in the disappearing sky of the roar, the sound of a rubbing sound rang far and forever.

That's the spirit of the court magician. It was quite strong......

Ishur glanced down at the royal castle and took a long detour to the north towards the Duke's residence.

We hide in the clouds and drop altitude one by one.

As the clouds broke off and the city of the Holy City approached beneath his eyes, Ishur turned around.

Earlier, when I blew out the Spirit of Fire. When I tried to blow the magic of the wind myself. Something, I felt like a new force would come into being so that it would wrap around the magic of the wind.

“blowing" the magic of the wind.

Is that it?

When I came down to the low sky, the wind was also stopping.

The sky and the clouds stained blue and gray, and the shadows of the mountains, far east, just blurred and seemed thin and sumptuous.

A shadow of Sharka and the girl riding on her shoulder with her spine stretched out all the time, floating in the air.

The moonlight leading up to the upper string brightens the curly hair of the girl in the wind.

Beautiful.

Today is the day to penetrate and destroy the underground passage of the Royal Castle.

"Yes, it is."

How about me compared to that?

I hear Coot's pitiful voice from behind.

"I still don't like high places."

What the hell is this?

Ishur turned a grumpy face toward the night sky with nothing.

The Ishurs are now on the north side of the royal castle, about two miles long (scar, about a thousand three hundred m) in the air.

Ishur's back had a tight coot, and he was bummed. I've said many times that I can work the magic of the wind and grab my shoulders hard enough, but I'm afraid of myself and I won't try to get away from Ishr.

Are you Grandpa Kid Crying?

"Ishur, it's time"

When one Ishur was rotting, Mira called out.

It's a serious voice.

"... ok"

Ishur switched his mind to Mira's voice and looked over at the royal castle under his eyes.

And look up at the night sky.

Countless, white, glowing lines of magic descended from the sky onto the earth. Exploratory wind magic pierced the perimeter of St. Pattandale's Hall when the Cathedral gathered the Cathedral. As then, a thinly grinded magic burst onto the lines of the underground passage.

The magic of the wind pushed down through the ground, and when it reached a space like it, it branched and diffused back and forth, left and right.

"Beautiful..."

Mira whispers a small and admirable voice. Coot in the back got quiet too.

Ishur remains silent with his gaze down to the royal castle.

The sensation of magic stretching in all directions through the earth.

"It's time to go"

Ishur thrust down a mass of wind magic towards the underground passage he had grasped.

Multiple walls of intense magic appeared in the night sky, wearing the ground.

Dawn, and the low, creaking noise echoed around.

Shortly afterwards the Ishurs even fly backwards.

Shockwaves came after us only slightly late.

The royal castle swayed, and somewhere in the royal palace, the high noise of a broken window sounded. The area was covered in black earth smoke.

Was it deliberately, or was it water in your sleeping ear at all? There's no response from the castle.

"This is amazing..."

I hear Coot squeaking in the back.

"Ho ho ho, this is going to be a tough time for water and wind demons, too."

Mira says pleasantly.

"The palaces of the royal castle will all be soiled with dust and dust"

"Right."

Ishur said one nod.

"Well, shall we go home? Grandpa, don't fall."

Ishur deliberately shrugged her shoulder.

"Whoa, dude."

Coot's hurried voice.

When Ishur grinned, he turned his back on the immense, mountain-like earthen smoke soaked royal castle and gently returned to the Duke's residence through the night sky.

From now on, there will be a bid for the next Chief Cleric to rescue Luffraid, go to Krembel and meet Carno.

We will meet again and again with Desio, Salomon, Sybil and others.

And I still have to learn from Leni. The magic of the wind no one uses, whoever she is.

At least Leni is not my enemy...

Ishur let his gaze wander over the horizon beyond him to the lights of the city of the Holy City, which stretches out at the bottom of the night sky.