Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

... This is hard to do.

Ishur looked at Henrik's face and felt a complex emotion gush in his heart. Clearly, I entertained that.

Mira and Lifia kneel behind them.

Mira seems to have quickly figured out from Ishur's and Rifia's attitudes that the man who came down the stairs was the Grand Duke of Antios, Henrik Radis himself.

The look on this man's face mixed with all sorts of things.

It was a little different than I expected. This one was stronger in this situation, and I didn't think he'd let me see such a weakness.

"It's been a while. Grand Duke."

Ishur put his right hand against his chest and let him break his hips.

... but now I don't have time to hang out with his grief. He himself will know that.

I need to be alone with this guy as soon as possible, and I need to make an opportunity to crack his belly and talk.

"Mm-hmm. Hiccup. Ishr, since then, you too..."

Henrik narrows his eyes and looks at Ishl. They're getting closer.

But noisy from the outside, one sign looming.

"Father!"

Petra ran in from the outside and stopped in front of Henrik.

"Oh, Petra. You're here."

Henrik changed his face with a grudge and greeted his own beloved daughter with a mid waist.

"My father couldn't make up his mind, so I screwed up."

Petra didn't even hug Henrik.

Henrik's arms are fluttered up and down to embrace Petra's side like that or not.

……

Not now.

Ishur sighed, trying to get out of the hall.

I don't see Marya. I wonder where she is. Are you at the sorcerers that Henrik is bringing, or the staff officers like Trash and Rusla?

Another man emerged from the shadows of Henrik and approached him as Ishur tried to turn around to speak to Mira and Rifia.

"Lord Ishur. I was out of time."

A long-sleeved man with black knuckles has dropped his gaze on Ishl.

One eyebrow is pulled up nervously, like one day.

A court magician who has just followed Henrik alone. There's only one person in front of me, near the Grand Duke who showed up. The fierce, black-armed gauntlet is no different than before.

"I'd like to speak with His Highness the Grand Duke alone. Can you arrange it?"

Ishur had a slightly stiff look and saw Domil Fullsiek's grey eyes with his gaze.

"Hmm. Okay."

That's what got me through to Domill. He nodded with an awesome grin, showing his slightly white teeth.

On dull coloured weeds, the grounds of a hall woven with heavy greenery of spicy trees, lined with white tents.

There is a glimpse of one place, many of them gathered in the shadow of the tent.

"I wonder where Marya is"

Ishur said to Rifia, glancing at the group.

"Isn't Lord Marya over there? From what I've seen, there's a couple of courtroom magicians mixed up."

Refia points toward that group.

"The one with the magic of the wind"

From behind, Sharka called out. She was waiting outside the hall for the Ishurs.

"It's the Spirit of the Wind."

And, Mira.

"Oh."

Looking up over my head, that haunted bird is arcing over the hall and flying.

... Sword, I'll talk to him.

I hear Yoranche in the back of my brain.

Then Yoranche appeared in the shade of the trees a little further from Ishur.

When the Spirit of the Xu stepped down before him, he did a dancing trick as he jumped small with a chick around him.

Were the two spirits talking about anything at that time, and after a while the haunted oxen flew into the sky and instantly disappeared to melt into the background.

When Yoranche also disappeared shortly afterwards, he immediately appeared before Ishur.

"There must have been a couple of people like the military master who was partitioning the army, right? They said they'd fly horses too and make sure they get to this city at night. He wants you to tell the others."

"Right. Okay."

Trash and Rusla Niesbard will be ahead of us from the main unit, I guess.

When Ishur replied to Yoranche, he walked to the people gathered behind the tent.

No heart, or more soldiers and maids coming and going around the hall, and I feel like I'm in a rush to move.

Approaching, there was a figure of Mary among the people gathered by the tent. Around her were gathered those who looked like magicians dressed in black or brown robes or feathered gray capes.

"Mr. Ishl!

From among them, one girl shouted out Ishur's name in a high voice, and popped up.

White tunic with bright brown trousers and small hands on leather boots and belts. The gray cloak flickers. The metal stick in your right hand is a magic piece of water.

"Nina!"

Ishur also screamed when he saw the girl's face rushing in front of him.

Nina, the water wizard girl who accompanied her all the way to Fugo on the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade, spreads her brunette hair fluttering back then and rushes to Ishur.

"Long time no see! Mr. Ishl!"

A refreshing smile dazzles me.

For the first time in a year, Nina had grown so short that she let the adult feminine softness and even the colorful incense drift. It's like buds blossom, poor thing.

"You're beautiful. I'm surprised."

When Ishur smiled gently and said, Nina leaned down with her face bright red and embarrassed.

"Oh, um... Glad to hear it."

"Is the magic training going on?

Ishur's casual, wizard would throw a greeting alternative words.

But the word "training” hid a “secret” that only Ishr and Nina knew. It was a “training” in “contraindication magic," which no one knows the wizard of this world.

"Yes. Next time, look"

Nina told Ishl to whisper so that he could only hear her.

It's natural to speak in a whisper because it involves a secretary, but Nina's expression is very bright against that voice. Something like strong confidence, unlike before, was clearly displayed on her face (toe).

... Hmm. That magic training, they're doing a lot better.

Her previous valves barely come out anymore.

The magic that Ishur taught Nina was, in a sense, the magic of death, possibly the most harsh, that forces moisture out of the organism's body to release it out of the body.

"Oh, Gohon..."

"Oh, my God! What the hell is this..."

From behind Ishl, there is a dangerous air that cannot be seen.

"Sure, I guess I see you in Fugo. Lord Thruth."

Rifia advances beside Ishur and speaks to Nina.

"Nina Sluth! You are indeed the court magician who accompanied Ishur to Fugo on the Red Emperor Dragon Crusade."

At the same time, Mira comes lined up next to Ishl and says:

Mira...... How far have you been looking into me? It's a little scary. That......

"Ah, that neighborhood uncle. Long time no see...... You are from the Holy Kingdom…"

Nina puts her left hand on her chest, sits back and says hello to both of them.

"I am deputy Borderline, but..."

"I am the Holy Kingdom of the Five Kingdoms, of the Dielards..."

Pinch Ishur, and the three women exchange greetings.

Nina seems to know who Mira is. Already in her ear, I guess one case in the Holy Capital has arrived.

But it gets nervous and stiff Nina, more on her too and the tone of Rifia and Mira is stiff.

……

This feeling between you two. That's dangerous, this. Besides, the situation is. This place manages to work...

"Ishur, the king's army has been defeated. I think His Majesty was killed too..."

So Mary came before Ishur and said:

She is losing her complexion and shaking her voice.

Nina and Mira, Ishur's one-touch air blew up somewhere.

After Mary, those who seem to be the wizards of the royal family and the Grand Duke are all lined up with hard expressions.

The number is seven in addition to hers. There are five men and two women, all wearing black, bright gray capes and robes except the man in plain clothes and swordsman style. I don't know who is the royal court magician or the Grand Duke's magician. Some have a large wood-carved magic wand like Marya.

……

I have just heard what Marya said from the Grand Duke himself. Henrik has already received the report of the King's death and the King's capital anomaly.

And when Ishul nodded silently, he looked at those around him from Mary, and narrowed his eyes, and said:

"This is what Yoranche has been looking at, but it looks like a detachment of the United Kingdom Army is breaking into the king's capital now and setting the city on fire"

Petra and the others were told on their way to Shelbal, in the air, "I put Yoranche on a lookout and found out that the enemy army had already broken into the king's capital. It's a fire emergency, so I'll be ahead of the main unit and meet the Grand Duke".

"Eh."

"Become!"

"What the..."

I hear what Ishur said was their first ear. They are all in heaven.

"Fire the city? Is that true, Ishr"

Rifia says from the side.

Mira also blues her face. Same goes for Nina.

In this world, even in times, the horror of a major fire all over the city remains unchanged.

"Why would you do that..."

When Ishur let Rifia snort, she heard him squeal so from among the magical guides who were behind Mary.

They will rule from now on, just buy the resentment of the city's inhabitants, they lose a lot of lives and money, and it seems completely unprofitable......

"To advance the siege, I suppose."

Marya dropped her gaze and said in a small voice.

"There are both Dune and Nerda in the royal castle. There will be many castle soldiers, and some magicians left behind in the castle."

Mary went on to say that many other magician apprentices and retirees should be caged. He said the number of them alone would climb to hundreds, and for a large number, it would be a powerful force.

Did Marya think that the enemy set the city on fire to induce the upset of the castle soldiers...

Who is Dune, by the way, the queen, and Nerda is the name of Marius' one daughter, the princess.

"Surely if the castle soldiers fight well, including the remaining royals, the enemy may also struggle to drop the royal castle. We may be able to rescue our troops in time."

Said the man dressed in swordsman style.

The wizards are slightly older than Ishul and Mary, and many are between the ages of twenty and thirty. Swordsman-style men are among the elderly.

... I found that even when Marius came out of the line, there was still a good deal of fighting left in the Royal Castle.

Dune and Nerda will have some pretty powerful magic equipment, and the Royal Castle will have traps like a demon seal formation.

If you do fight well, even your Yuri Olura opponent may be able to last some time. Unlike in Baristal, I know how they do it.

For me, the cage battle won't burn my library, which is why I'm worried about you...

"Will the enemy also set fire to the royal castle?"

When Ishur asked Marya a question, the man dressed as the same swordsman answered instead.

"I don't think so. The royal castle has a royal treasure trove and a vault. You'll want gold and silver treasures with them. Besides, I set the city on fire..."

At that time, a sign of one appearing sooo behind his back.

Ishur turned back.

"The enemy set the city on fire to fill the streets with refugees"

A few steps away, Domil Fullsiek stood.

... even though I'm not using any magic.

Walk hard to grasp the signs. Some of the reason this one was so focused on talking to the Maryas...

"Is the Grand Duke's delay in marching after all?"

When Ishur glanced at Domil, they all looked at each other for a moment and looked at Ishur's face. And nodded uniformly.

"Henrik will meet you. May I accompany you, Lord Ishur?"

Domill laughed and dropped his gaze to Ishl and said.

When he took control of Mira and Rifia trying to keep up with Ishur and told them to whisper, "I'm going to talk to the Grand Duke alone," Ishur returned to the castle hall with Domir.

"The enemy is scared, too. My lord."

Domill has said Ishur will line up beside him. An earlier distorted grin remains on his mouth.

No,... that would be a little different.

The enemy army is probably afraid to arrive and meet the Grand Duke, led by Henrik and me, at the same time, and before they drop the Royal Castle, before they destroy the power of the King's capital.

Yuri Olura, who has the magic of gold, has always led his own army and fought alongside the soldiers. Unlike me, I suppose I would have fought less alone and in small numbers.

They have their own way of fighting with the experience they've gained so far.

Light the city, drive the city's inhabitants out and make it a wall - I feel like the way they've been doing it shows exactly what they've been through.

... Is there a gap in this one?

When I first noticed, there was an entrance to and exit from the building in front of me. Domil goes inside first.

Soon, on both sides of the open door stood a guard with a spear.

The dim entrance hall was held back by Petra, who looked uncommonly worried, as well as warlords in knightly armor, Grand Duke clerks and deacons.

Next to Petra, Henrik stood with the same powerless grin on his face as earlier.

"Ishl......"

Ishur passed beside Petra and stood in front of Henrik.

"Then come. Ishr, you."

Henrik turned his back to the back of the hall with a single voice to Ishl as he gazed meaningfully at Domill.

……

Ishur followed Henrik there as he gave Petra a grin and nodded one. Domill also continued later.

Henrik went behind the front staircase, through the guest rooms, the supper room, the stall, etc., into the deepest room on the first floor of the castle.

The room was slightly longer in the north-south direction, facing the east side of the hall, a garden with a slightly green dull lawn.

Inside were the clerks, or the plainclothes, spreading a roll of paper on a fine sandalwood desk, and running a brush on the scabbard.

A number of calm toned benches, tables, chests, etc. were placed indoors, and there was a fireplace on the west wall side.

"Let's go outside."

The man who writes doesn't even raise his face when Henrik comes in, he just moves his wingpen.

Henrik also ignored the man, and when he spoke to Ishur, he opened the door facing the garden side himself and went outside.

Ishur glanced at the open door. Glass fitted to the rosewood frame, the first of its kind in the countryside to be seen was a sprinkled door.

"Here I am"

I hear Domil in the back.

Henrik just lifted one hand and walked to the back of the garden.

Oak (kashi) and nan (kusuki) overlap heavy leaf colors and are dense at the loosely undulating tips of the lawn. On the southern edge, the red colour of the camellia (Sazanka), shaped like a hedge, appeared to float.

Henrik said he would stand in the middle of a lawn that would spread on the east side of the building.

"Can I get around here?"

"Yes."

Henrik smiled slightly nervously as Ishur nodded.

That smile didn't change anything, as usual I wasn't hiding my grief, it looked that way.

"I haven't talked to you like this since we talked in the carriage outside Frontera."

……

When Ishur nodded silently, Henrik took his gaze off and looked at the bushes of trees and said:

"It was a deal between you and me, so to speak. But not this time."

Henrik turns his sharp gaze for a moment.

"No, isn't that the same? Last time or this time, my position and yours will remain the same. [M] I have nothing to do with you. [M] Its structure remains the same."

So Henrik turned away again and sighed small.

"Thank you for Petra, I guess I should thank you. I've heard from Marya."

I'm sure that Marya has heard the details and received reports from her by letter, etc.

She's in a position to move those men in brown clothes. Everything since I got to Frontera will be reported to this man.

"Did you mean Petra on purpose?

Ishur stayed put and called the name of the Grand Duke's daughter without any honor. Another lonely grin spreads on Henrik's face.

Henrik wasn't able to decide Petra's appearance.

Was this one also reading the movement of Marya's mind? Didn't you dare set me up to decide between the two of them?

Then what he said, "Leave it to Petra's will", was not actually a joke or a miserable word.

But so many were to be swung over Petra's appearance.

"Did I bake you unwanted favors?

"No, that's okay... As far as Marya's letter goes, I think you've done your best job."

Henrik still has the same grin.

……

Ishur explored Henrik's complexion silently.

I still have to expose his insides to him.

"You are... right. I wonder what I'm about to find out."

Henrik said in a gentle tone. And I missed my gaze again.

Now I looked up at the west sky.

On the west side is the castle hall's spire, which protrudes high into the northeast corner. Henrik was staring at the thin, clear sky spreading ahead.

"... I am not saddened that I have slain my brother. I'm not suffering. But I've never thought I'd be more cursed to have the royal family raw."

Henrik's eyes are stained with an empty water color.

Henrik is now the head of the late Bersch family, cousin of his father Els and resembles Faro's son, Ektor. And a little for Salomon.

What's different from this man Salomon is that he's not as decisive, or thoughtless, as he is.

Salomon has exposed himself to me about Luffraid. I had to.

"My eldest brother, Marius, and I are far apart. She was very cute to me when I was young. He used to play with me."

Henrik returned his gaze to Ishl again and said, looking like a dead man.

"I killed his brother."

... That's not what I want to hear. There will still be. It's still too early to look like that.

"And what is it?

Ishur was hard as he said, knitting his right hand into heaven.

The magic of the wind comes down as a ring. It stretched cylindrically up as it fell to the ground, covering around Ishur and Henrik.

The magical force junction of the wind with a diameter of about twenty long steps (skull, about thirteen m).

Now Ishur said with a thin smile.

"I don't have time. It's time to get down to business. No one can come into this kingdom. No one can listen to our conversation. … just the two of us in this little world"

It's not like when Salomon was. Not like him. You'd better go a little hard to get this guy's heart out.

To tear this man's harmony apart.

……

Henrik looked around and said, somewhat silently.

"Wind junction? Beautiful stuff."

A thin, blue wall of magic that covers your surroundings. Concentrated wind flow. Beyond that, a little further away, I see a black figure blurry like Domill.

And Henrik sighed several times, raising his eyebrows and staring at Ishur.

"If thou sayest so, I will speak my only desire: The truth is that neither my brother's death, nor Princess Nerda's death, nor the death of the Queen's, is of any great importance to me."

Ishur blushed his neck only slightly. I felt Henrik's face approaching.

Fun. Funny. sarcasm.... Henrik's face for losing them was rather that of a mediocre middle-aged man who could have been.

No, there was a small glow in the depths of my eyes. It was its brilliance that confused Ishur.

"My wish is only one. It's Petra. My daughter's happy. It is my only hope that that child will live happily ever after on the throne with the ministers and the inhabitants in this kingdom"

Henrik did not change his expression and went on.

"I live for it. I'll get the king for that."

And on that face, I had a rather dark sentiment.

"I promised Valentina, my late wife. You can't have broken your vows with her."

Ishur stared into Henrik's eyes, losing sight of him.

Salomon was just powerless in his love for Ruffraid. Instead of being helpless, Henrik lived in love with Petra, in itself.

No, Henrik is more like me. I continue to be imprisoned by my love for the dead, now deceased.

"I did not hide anything from you, nor did I intend to rush away. As I said at the beginning, I have no choice but to answer you for what I desire."

Henrik was powerless, but this time he said with a grin that was neither harmonious nor obscure.

"I want you to help Petra, with your help. I want you to drive the United Kingdom out of my kingdom."

Henrik has therefore offered his hands to Ishl.

His smile suddenly becomes powerful.

"It's your turn next. No... you wish for me. [M] Your will."

Henrik strained his chest.

The wind barrier is brilliant behind him.

"Show me"

Ishur opened his eyes and stared at Henrik's radiant face, all over his body.

And I smiled small.

...... hehe.

Every time I go out with one of them, I get stuck with my own shortness.

"My wish..."

My will.

Ishur's words, once, plundered and nearly disappeared.

"It's about getting the gold magic equipment. I need your help. Grand Duke."

Am I not smiling as lonely as he is now?

"I fight him my way. With Yuri Olura."

I don't even have that clerk now. The room facing east of the hall was domir in Ishur and Henrik, as well as Rifia and Mira. There are no other guards, no servants, no one else.

"... so the enemy platoon broke into the royal castle and set the city on fire. By now, perhaps, the battle has begun in the royal castle"

The Ishurs surround the desk of sandalwood used by the secretary and see a pictorial map around the Wang capital spread over it.

"It's only a matter of time before the castle falls."

Domill divides up and serves as a general explanator.

From then on, when Ishur broke the wind line, Henrik called Dmir and ordered Ishur to begin preparing for an attack by the United Kingdom forces.

Ishur gave an overview of how he would fight Yuri Olura on the spot and asked the two of them to bring Rifia and Mira.

When Rifia and Mira aligned and Mira greeted Henrik retrospectively for the first time, they, just five of them, began the so-called military debate of the United Kingdom army crusade.

Ishur first asked Henrik and others to explain what kind of battle (how much) was fought in the King's and enemy armies.

Domill had several shadow jobs under the Grand Duke, sneaking at the King's Army. Several of them returned safely to Shelbal, where Henrik and others were able to get an overview of the fighting between the two.

When King Marius learned of the approaching of a United Kingdom army detachment, he led a horseback squad out of the Royal Castle to the Lord of the Horsemen, who had assembled in the main court demon and the Royal Knights, and in the King's capital. At the same time, he unleashed numerous sights and attempted an ambush at the time of his enemy's camp, but the defense of the enemy was firm and categorical, forming along the northern twenty mile length of the Wang capital (scar, about thirteen km) in favor of interception, the midpoint between the northern and southern villages of Vocali and Kefol, and the military capital street (the street connecting the Wang capital Ladislaus with the fortified city of Angela).

Marius abandoned the attack during the enemy camp because the enemy covered the perimeter of the camp with iron walls and the presence of a powerful spirit was confirmed nearby, thought to be the Great Spirit of Gold.

Upon reaching the planned strike point, the King's Army formed and led dozens of forward troops, mainly court mages and knights with martial arts magic implements, to become the main unit's squad to suck and disrupt enemy mages' spiritual and visual reconnaissance operations.

In the meantime, the king's army finished preparing the enemy troops to strike, covering each squad in the shadows of the hills and trees scattered around it, in the woods that cut it out from the east to the streets. Some dug trenches in the grass and hid themselves.

The enemy army, led by Yuri Olura, appeared on the waiting military capital streets of the King's Army at sundown.

The enemy platoon was, as information suggests, an organization that focused on the mobility of three hundred horseback riders. It seemed obvious that the enemy forces did not intend to maintain the occupation of the King's capital, but intended to render the King's army powerless and to capture or take over King Marius III.

The King's Army launched an attack at the same time as enemy horseback squads lightly proceeded along the twilight streets plugged into the starting point of the attack.

First, the earthly mages, hidden in positions facing the enemy, partially submerged the ground beneath the feet of enemy horseback columns, causing a dirt wall to appear on the front.

Nearly a hundred court magicians dividing themselves and lurking around where the enemy's feet had stopped and confusion had arisen, the spirits unleashed magic at the same time. An archer who was similarly scattered unleashed countless arrows.

Shortly afterwards, a dragon cavalry hidden in the eastern rear forest proceeded towards the rear of the enemy army, followed by heavy cavalry raids from the centre of the enemy column towards the front.

The measures of the military heads, including the king, were brilliantly centered, and it was thought that the enemy forces would be destroyed instantly.

But at this moment, a great aberration just covered the heavens and the earth.

The sky was suddenly overshadowed by immense magic, covering the ground several miles long (scar, two, three km), which became a countless point of light, a piece of iron large and small that could not be counted at the next moment.

It pierced the sky into the running ground, protruding from the ground and blowing high in the sky.

The thick iron storm tore the earth apart and tore the sky apart the king's army.

Eventually the earth was buried in iron and human horse flesh.

The main force of the King's Army destroyed the victory as it stands.

Marius III, along with the Master of Demons, the Military Superintendent and other Kingsguards, laid formations in the woods. I chose Oki in the woods and used it as a guard.

It was discovered and attacked by powerful spirits that seemed to be the great spirits of gold. It was while I knew of my army's defeat and could not make any orders or decisions.

Both the spirits of the wind of the Master of the Court Magic and the elites of the Kingsguard, the king himself with the magic of the fire system known as the "Red Flame of the Royal Family”, could not fight back one decent fight and were chopped into the magic of gold.

The Spirit of Gold instantly stretched multiple iron wires in the woods as sharp as a spider's nest. Running in all directions through the woods, the iron wire began to flesh and glitter in the moonlight that fell zero beneath the trees.

After the battle between the two armies, which ended in an instant, the soldiers of King Ladis' army, luckily spared death, all who could move, were scattered and defeated to the king's capital.

The King's army strength, which was able to retreat safely to the King's capital, was less than a tenth of what it was at the time of its departure.

When Domill's explanation ended with a step that the enemy army was about to enter the Royal Castle attack, Ishur glanced at the depicted area of the Royal Castle, of a picture map of the King's Capital spread over his desk.

Complex terrain around the Wang capital, and the size of the royal castle......

Those paintings spreading in front of me, but now they don't come into my head.

The formation of the King's Army, and the assault.

Wasn't Marius the most exemplary operation he ever took, which he could not hope for any more in that situation?

The other day Mira said, "If it were me, how would you fight?" I have heard that the operation planned by Marius and his Tabernacle was almost identical to what I had in mind. They often indulged in the magical power of the enemy general's gold, what happened in Baristar, and devised rational manoeuvres, not sticking to existing grand epoch methods of warfare.

It may be natural from the knights, lords, who make war (wasabi) their livelihood to advance the particularly powerful troops and suck on enemy spirits, shadow work and other scourge movements, but from me it seemed like a pretty good soldier.

There are also people in the royal palace. That's natural. Disliked the mess of Wang Du, Marius III's appearance on the outskirts of Wang Du was also a reasonable one.

"I think the King's Army operation was extremely reasonable"

Domill has been pointing water at me to tell me more about his ops plan by talking about the enemy entering the Royal Castle offensive, but I couldn't help but say one word about it.

They fought splendidly, that wasn't all. We fought to win, convinced of our victory.

It is a battle for the destiny of a nation. That may be the obvious thing......

"It does seem that the Royal Army tactics have no flaws whatsoever"

Lifia said in a hard tone from the side.

"I think it was an exemplary plan of action against a powerful magical force."

Mira says the same thing.

……

"Right."

Henrik smiled silently, and Domill said so and agreed.

"But after all, it could not overpower the magic of the enemy general's gold."

"... Yes"

As Domil went on to say, Ishur nodded slowly.

Then he pointed to the south side of the king's capital on the pictorial map, and as he moved his fingertips to the south side of the royal castle, he lifted up his face, and looked around and said with him.

I'll tell you what I think of the operation.

Ishur then explained to Henrik and Domill a more specific draft operation, based on the operation he told Rifia and Mira at Auckland Castle, which added to the change of circumstances he learned at Shelbal.

Considering that Wangdu Street would overflow with refugees as he approached Wangdu in the future, making a decent march impossible, Ishur indicated a proposal to continue on Kustrail Street, also known as South Street, which would break up southwest at the end of Shelbar and enter the city from the south side of Wangdu, followed by Royal Castle.

This evening, we leave Shelbal riding late at night, abandon the horse at dawn, and then enter the royal castle as we break through the hills surrounding the king's capital, the forest zone, and see the situation through the city district. Afterwards, as I told Rifia and Mira the other day, I will raise the enemy general north and bring him to the showdown on the outskirts of Wangdu.

As a prerequisite for the establishment of this operation, it was necessary to make the General of the enemy firmly and reliably aware of the presence of those with the magic equipment of the wind.

Otherwise, naturally, the enemy generals must not go after Yöranche, who will take Ishl or become a trap. You cannot lure your enemies to the suburbs.

……

When Ishur finished his explanation, he stared at Domill's face in a meaningful way.

With regard to geography around the Wang capital, including Kustrail Street and other streets, Ishl has been invited to a liquor table every now and then during the night, during his march to Rusla Niesbard and military supervisor Trash Rouge, at which time he lays down his questions and receives basic explanations.

It was thought possible to march without the influence of the refugees, provided that the perimeter of the Wang capital was surrounded by Wang capital streets to the east, other streets large and small to the north, intermediate roads were stretched and not tired of some detours. However, it was clear that it was difficult to move large units of 10,000 units.

One evening, in its liquor seat, Rusla smelled the existence of a back road, a secret road, only known to a limited number of people even in the royal palace. When Ishur turned his gaze to Trash, he also showed silence and concurrence.

"... I see"

Domill put a moment aside when he took Ishl's gaze and said he would face Henrik.

"I know what your lord is trying to say. There is a hidden road that splits along the south street and connects to the south end of the royal castle. Allow the use of the secret passage. subject to conditions."

"You can't just let the three of us go to danger. There's no standing for us."

Henrik took over Domill's words and said:

"I would like to support a few other powerful men with martial arts magic tools besides Domil."

Henrik looked at Mira's face and then turned his gaze to Ishl.

"You can't let the Dielards die facing Lord Salomon."

Yes, I smiled lightly.

Then we discussed the details, and when the Ishurs came out between refraining, Petra and Marya, and Sharka, were there.

"Father, what do you mean? My concubine will fight."

Petra leans over Henrik.

"Oh, Petra. Listen to your father first, okay?

Henrik drops his hips and speaks to Petra.

... this parent idiot.

Ishur stood in front of Marya and said, looking at such an exchange of parents and children, slightly to the side.

"Marya. Me and Rifia, Mira, along with Lord Full Seek and the King's Capital, were to be preceded by an enemy general. You and Petra can't be taken."

"Mmm."

Marya looks up at Ishur and nods. The eyes look slightly moist.

... The other day I joked half to Lifia and Mira in Oakland and said, "Be careful with Marya," but even though I don't have time to move back to her anymore, in any case, I have to face her properly and talk to her.

"It wasn't just me, I discussed it with His Royal Highness and Lord Full Seek, and I became a candidate with an emphasis on mobility"

When Ishur said so, he whispered face-to-face at Mary's ear.

"Yuri Olura is bound to discuss it. Petra, please. Convince her."

"I get it.... just like then. Don't push me."

That was when I fought the Red Emperor Dragon.

Marya had a small voice, but made Ishur smile.

Fantasy of a beautiful woman floating in front of you.

... I heard I was falling asleep at some point.

No, I could sleep. Good......

But why dream of Erlina? Because I met Nina again during the day?

My dear Erlina. She is Nina's covenant spirit......

"Huh?"

Ishur awakened her eyes.

I tried to get up, but I can't move my body. In front of me, there was a real Erlina beauty.

"Erlina......"

Ishur leaked a hot exhale to the blue-white, shining Spirit.

……

Erlina smiles silently.

"Erlina."

That's when someone, along with another girl's voice, disappeared the Spirit of Water.

A small light moves through the room where no one is supposed to be. Before Ishur lying in bed, a lantern was raised and Nina's face illuminated.

"Mr. Ishl."

"Heh? That?

Why would Nina......

Ishur glanced up at Nina's face in a warm light.

What happened to Yoranche?

"Mr. Ishur, please. Take me with you."

Nina has told me to whisper in a small voice.

"No..."

Ishur woke up his upper body and watched Nina standing beside the bed.

Since then, the Ishurs have finished their dinner early and were to take a break until their late night outing. Each of the Ishurs was led to a room in the back of the second floor of the castle and told to take a nap.

"You may not be able to sleep before it matters, but just rest and let it calm you down."

Henrik not only said so, but also arranged a private room for Rifia and Mira.

... there must have been guards in front of the room or somewhere in the hallway outside.

"Nina, I can't do that..."

Ishur rubbed his eyes and said, staring at Nina's blue eyes.

Nina is a court magician. He snuck the guards into Ishur's rest room, saying something very well.

Did you not stop Yoranche......

I didn't know you would use Erlina to wake me up, too. Nina...

"I want to be useful, too. And I'm worried about my master..."

Nina has persuaded Ishur by giving the name of her master, Paola Pierca.

"The Master should also be joining the King's Army. I'm fine because I'm good at horseback riding. My master taught me to go wild a lot."

"But..."

I'm still not clear on my head.

She certainly would have raised that watermagic arm, too. But the other person...

"I, Mr. Ishl, have piled up a lot of magic training I taught you. And now we can use new magic."

Nina has begged me not to eat, not even to stare.

And he took a strange colour in his eyes, and held Ishur's right hand.

Moment after moment, my heart pulsed loudly, only once.

Something magical pours into my body.

from but slightly feverish, and the force builds all over his body. Consciousness was also completely awakened.

I'm not uncomfortable at all and feel very refreshed.

... this.

The complete manipulation of human blood, body moisture, it….

"Nina, are you...!

"... hehe"

Nina had a soft grin in the small lights.

But it was more of a fear to Ishur.

Ishur stared at Nina's face in dismay.