Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Early the next morning, when the bodies of castle soldiers and battle (wasabi) slaves who had been sacrificed in enemy raids were buried in the mountain hem outside the castle, Ishur climbed the castle tower to continue his perimeter observation and surveillance.

Rifia, Mira, and Nina were also on the walls of the castle, or patrolling various places to continue surveillance inside and outside the castle.

Romir climbed onto the tower, where he had done laundry, water pumping, and chores before noon.

"Hey, that's a great view."

Romir said as he lowered his hips next to Ishur, who sits on the western side of the tower with a Walrus (Agura).

"Oh."

"... I never imagined that this was how I was going to climb the tallest castle tower in Balstal"

Romir looked around for a while and said emotionally.

"Me, too."

... That's right. I'm originally from the eastern end of the kingdom, and Romir would be out near Frontera. Both are lands far from the North Line.

Before being dropped by the United Kingdom, the kingdom's inhabitants were also collected and on defense as soldiers at the end, but assigned to Balstal defense were basically the Lords of the Northwest of the kingdom, whose soldiers were also centered on the local inhabitants.

"Is that you, Romir?"

A man from the Grand Duke's Knights of Peace, who was on the lookout on the same tower, called from behind.

"Tarim,...?

"Oh, yeah. Long time no see."

Romir gets up and starts standing up with someone he knows by the name of Tarim.

……

Ishur smiled when he saw it.

The man called Tarim is about two or three years older in Romir, just about the same age as Ishur.

Perhaps he, too, is the second or third son of the Grand Duke's knight jazz family.

... Sword Palace, the spirits on your side are on their way.

So from afar, Norte's voice was heard in his brain.

"Hmm. Is he here?"

Ishur also rose and moved to the east side of the tower.

Blurring at the thin, sunny sky, the airplane shaped spirits, seen directly from the front, appeared to rise from the background.

The Spirit flies as it slides through the sky with its wings fixed, coming straight this way.

... the Spirit of Rusla. Definitely.

There is a thin grin on Ishur's face.

"Silva, I'm on your side. Don't touch me."

Feeling the signs of Silbastol, Ishur told him to whisper.

……

Silva's signs turn away.

As the airplane spirits approached the castle, they moved their torso upwards and their wings patterned and winged. Bird-shaped spirits that resemble large, quail. It was Rusla's covenant spirit, the haunted Hippolus.

Hippolu began to dance with a chick like every other as he descended on the front of Ishur, on the saw wall (Kokokabe) on the tower. His mouth (beak) also seems to be thriving and ringing something, but he can't hear it.

……

... some sort of ritual? No, maybe it's a greeting... I have no idea what you're doing.

Ishur glanced up at the haunted “ dancing on the saw wall ” as he pulled his face.

"Whoa."

When Hippolu stopped dancing, he opened his mouth upwards and stuck a roll of paper outside.

And I've been pointing the tip of that roll at Ishl.

"Oh, thank you"

When Ishur received the roll of paper, Hippolu jumped a little two or three times, spreading his wings, floating in the universe and disappearing to melt straight into the background.

A pleasant soft breeze has blown.

... Hmm. It doesn't seem very strong, but it's a good spirit.

Ishur took that wind and somehow, I thought so.

"Ah..."

"Shh, it's the Spirit..."

Turning to the voice I heard from the side, Romir and Tarim the Horseman of Peace were solidified with a flashing face.

"Hehe."

Apparently, they both saw a haunted octopus.

Ishur opened the roll of paper as he grinned at them.

The letter from Rusla was a long-awaited map of Balstal's enemy formation.

"I see."

Ishur looked at the painting briefly painted on paper and grumbled briefly.

The roll briefly depicts the ridges of the mountains in a longitudinal direction, with the northern main castle Haral to Birta, the branch castle of Kanen, another main castle Murdo near the centre, and further south of it Bailen, Cesi, and here in Karnas Castle, each castle of Ilal in the southernmost, listed on its line.

Around it were the names of the countries of the United Kingdom defending the castles, as well as the names of the main lords.

……

Ishur creased between his brows as he followed the paper, making a difficult face.

The Grand Duchy of Olura, in close agreement with the Drasen in question, was forming in the central main castle, Castel Murdo, but the same castle also had a kingdom of Neumance. The Kingdom of Agnia, which plotted Robnell's raid with Neumance, was defending the northern Heijo, Haral.

"But is the Grand Duchy of Orula and Neumance in the same castle?... This is hard to do"

No, the attack is hard to do, but it would be interesting if the tuning to Olura were successful.

If this one is going to get next, won't it be this castle? It is also the main castle in the centre of the northern line, and the recapture of Muldo Castle will be a milestone in settling this battle.

Somehow it feels that way.

Ishur laughed damned, he had eyes with the Romyrs.

"Is this a letter from your military supervisor?

Romir asks me if it's a bad idea.

"Oh."

Ishl continued, "See?" As he tried to get out to his mouth, a sharp magical flash ran on his back, and Refia climbed from under the tower. She repeated the leap several times on the wall transmission of the tower, descending on top at an unusual speed.

"Ishur, you had that bird spirit coming. … that's the letter from the Military Superintendent."

Lifia approaches Ishl as she speaks in a low voice.

"Oh, show me, too."

Mira on Sharka's shoulder from the air called out to me there. Mira and Sharka, in contrast to Refia, have sooo risen without sound.

"Fine, go ahead. You can even look at Romir."

Ishur looked around at them and let them lift and shake the roll.

Sooner or later, anyone will know what this painting is about. It is often not a secret thing.

"Hmm."

"That's more or less what I expected."

"Mm."

Mira and Romir peek into the drawing surfaces that Lifia holds in her hand.

By "as expected" Mira refers to the entry of both the Grand Duchy of Orula, Neumance and Agnia, which lead the enemy forces, into the main castle.

"Well."

Ishur turned his shoulders and breathed heavily against his chest, taking several deep breaths.

"Now the enemy has more or less grasped. Let's get started soon."

……

Rifia and Mira stare at Ishl silently.

Rifia and Mira have also been informed that the initial operation is not just about recapture of Castle Carnas. But I haven't even taught them the details. I explain it in some detail to Rusla, the military superintendent, but he doesn't know everything either.

"Mira, Refia. Castle, please."

"Okay, I get it."

"Ah, oh.... What are we going to do now?

Mira simply smiles and nods, and Rifia asks with a slightly uneasy look.

"Hehe..."

Ishur didn't answer Rifia's question, just smiled and jumped up into the air.

"Silva, ask for the castle on your side"

… acknowledge.

Ishur told Silva as he ascended vertically, followed by Norte.

"Norte, we're going to have a series of great magic. Protect me. Eliminate any enemies approaching me."

...... YES.

On the east side of the mountain, Norte, who was positioned at the foot of the mountain, approaches rapidly.

Ishur looked around as he went up to an altitude about four miles long (scar, about 2,500 m).

A little around himself, clouds still hanging on the ridge of the lower mountain.

Ishur blew out a string of clouds that widened into his sight when he raised one hand.

Down below, the white clouds shatter and disappear beyond the horizon.

A wind was felt blowing across the earth.

... Let's go.

Ishur looked down at the castles of Balstal lined up along the ridges of the North Butektas Mountains and set his aim. And I closed my eyes and started to concentrate on something.

The fingertips of the right hand given forward shake fine.

Suddenly a mass of wind magic and gold magic appeared at Ishur's fingertips, in a distant, thin, sunny sky. The two magic forces fell as muscles of constant thickness flowing downward, eventually spiralling out and intertwining with each other.

It took the form of an inverse conical shell, a warhead, in which two magic powers intertwined.

……

When Ishur opened his eyes, he made five more inverse cones, intertwined with the magic of wind and gold, at the same time.

The downward-facing conical bullet was at about the same altitude as Ishur, above each castle on the northern line.

"Go."

Ishur said in a small voice.

For a moment, a gust of wind broke through the area.

When the sound of the wind that came late disappeared, the warheads of wind and gold magic began to fall one vertically after the other.

When the warhead clashed to the ground, the magic was unleashed, the magic of the wind produced the wind, and the magic of gold turned into iron.

The wind tore iron apart and scattered countless pieces of iron around it.

Six blasts of smoke blew up across the northern line.

Low explosions and shock waves blew through the area around Ishl.

The double magic of wind and gold burst into each castle, Haral, Birta, Kanen, Murdo, Bailen and Cesi on the Balstal Castle Fortress line.

If the magicians scattered throughout the castles had seen it, they would have clearly figured out what it meant.

That the surgeon is freely using the magic equipment of the god of wind and gold.

that the magic of terrible gold would be more usable than that of Yuri Olura.

……

Ishur stared at the castles raising the smoke under his eyes and smiled slightly.

... the power is contained.

Probably as powerful as a field heavy artillery howitzer. Even the castle doesn't have the destructive power to wipe it out in one shot.

Besides, Haral, with the Grand Duchy of Orula's army, deliberately strayed from the outside and dropped it around the walls.

But the real deal is coming up.

It's not just for the kingdom next. Do it for yourself.

... because I don't want anyone bothering me.

Ishur gazed sharply at the northern sky. Beyond that, reach out to the world of the Golden Spirit.

I'd really like to do a galvanized or rust proof treatment......

The image of zinc is thin at this time, and it does not involve a real feeling. Unlike gold, silver, copper, iron, etc., we cannot look for elements that become "zinc” from that crystalline world. I can't even apply gold plating or anything. If you produce so much money, you will die for sure. I don't know what other anti-rust treatment there is, and my knowledge of “plating” is vague.

I've also heard that if it's pure, it won't rust. I just have to go with that line.

Ishur imagined what he was going to make with the magic of gold.

It shapes to paint in the dull sky of water.

Magic overflows from the different realms of the Golden Spirit, and large chunks of iron materialize. The iron mass exuded high heat and dissolved, resulting in a thin, long giant iron plate.

Slightly tapered toward the bottom, about thirty long steps (skull, about 17m) high, ten long steps across, and about six fingers long (saddy, about 120mm) thick around the middle.

"I guess this is what it looks like"

Ishur stared at the blackened iron plate floating in the air. Is it water vapor from the surface, I can see slightly white smoke rising.

... how much does it weigh? There are dozens, maybe nearly a hundred tons.

Pretty handy, I feel......

"Then it's a test."

Supporting the sides with the magic of the wind to fall vertically, with moderate braking.

Assuming the weight of that iron mass as fifty tons, and letting it fall freely from a height of more than two thousand meters, it would probably be outrageous.

Attach the magic of the wind to the bottom of the iron plate, so that it penetrates well deep into the ground and to a depth that can support the iron plate.

The drop point is slightly west of Cesi Castle, adjacent to the north of Karnas. Take it to pierce the ridge of the mountain.

As soon as the iron mass comes into contact with the mountain skin, a new force is applied so as to push it in from the top.

A small black shadow clashed against a slope near the summit of the mountain.

Five senses for a moment, the power that comes down in your heart.

Rising earthen smoke, low and heavy noises of iron and rock bumping into each other shook the air.

"Hmm."

Ishur puts his hand on his jaw and ascertains the feel of the moment.

... I was still right to put wind magic on the bottom of the iron plate. Besides on the sloping surface, it is impossible to stick vertically to a moderate depth, without using magic, even though the geology and tip of all the rocks may be pointed.

But now I know how it feels more or less.

Hold vertical drop with wind magic, brake moderately and apply wind magic to the tip. And push in from the top on the verge of landing......

Ishur turned his gaze farther and farther north. At the northern end, about a few miles south of Harral Castle, he created one iron plate after another from around the height rising and becoming a hill, causing it to fall and pierce the ground.

"Knock."

Ishur sweated on his forehead and ate up his teeth.

The disappearing northern horizons of the mountains were covered with earthen smoke, and the roar of giant iron and rocks pounding covered the heavens and the earth.

On the western side of the ridge of the mountains, from north to south, huge plates of iron joined several hundred, and eventually the walls of iron were built.

The iron wall, about twenty long steps high, opened enough clearance for several people to pass every few miles long, side by side, parallel to the fortified line and longitudinal across the ridge to the north and south.

"Sword Palace..."

... Shield Hall!

Ishur's summoned two spirits cry out.

The iron wall stopped just south of Carnas.

"Norte, blow the wind and pay for the smoke"

Ishur wandered his gaze into the universe and told him to spit it out.

"Wow, okay."

Norte appeared beside Ishur, pulled out his sword, and paid beside him.

A glimmer of wind flows northwest to soil and smoke covering the mountains.

The Balstal Castle Fortress line was separated between East and West by an iron wall on the western ridge.

...... cold......

My nerves, my heart is tired.

A wall of wind magic that covers itself is shaking.

Ishur said quietly, slowly descending towards the castle tower of Karnas.

There were many people, both on the walls of Karnas and on the towers.

"Ishur!"

"Master Ishr!

There is a voice calling from the tower.

Rifia, Mira, Nina, Romir, and Sabel Mahare's face in the castle.

……

Ishur exhaled small, looking at the people on the tower.

When I saw the worried faces of the lifias, for some reason, the grin spilled. It was hilarious for some reason.

As Ishur stepped down on the hitchhike, he sat down on the spot, sitting idly (agura).

"Master Ishr!

Mira jumps from side to side.

"Mr. Ishur, show me your hand"

Nina says it from the other side.

"Are you all right? Ishl."

Refia calls out from the front, with a slightly stiff look.

Nina took her right hand and started pouring water magic.

"Oh, I'm fine"

Something soft soaks up the body and mind.

"It's okay."

Ishur raised his face, which seemed to lean over, and smiled again.

Suddenly, the laughter just came back.

"Well, it's a construction fence. That one."

Ishur answered one of the questions of the Rifias in a quick fashion.

"For construction?

"Even then, the thickness is more than five fingers long (Sadie, about 100 mm), and the thickness is eight fingers long. Even the Golden Wizard has a hard time drilling a hole in that wall."

Ishur said with his gaze at Mira from the middle of the road.

"Eight fingers long too...... It's going to take a lot of time to drill enough holes for each person to get through."

Mira put her hand on her mouth and said, trying to think it through.

From the castle tower of Karnas, the iron wall is more than a hundred long steps away (skull, about 65 m). From the Ishurs the iron walls looked as thin as pieces of paper.

"If the thickness is five to eight fingers long, even if I slap him with my fist, he will not make a dent."

Lifia said when she saw the iron wall built on the western side of the castle, slightly below the slope.

"Rather than say that if Refia hit the iron with all her might, the shape would be warped and the whole iron plate would fall"

It's punctured to considerable depth, so it won't fall down so easily, but I can't tell you what will happen to that, either, with Refia's power.

But if she can't penetrate it, she won't be able to penetrate that iron plate by becoming the weapon and magic of this world. It's more than 100mm thick, so it's a little harsh if it's not a firearm for anti-tanks either. Of course, God's magic equipment would pierce and break, and he could do anything.

"The height is as high as the normal walls, so shadow work and magic guides can cross it. The Spirit is nothing."

"But Ishur built that iron wall trying to prevent the enemy's army, right? That's enough."

Mira also looked at the iron wall and said.

"Well, it's just an iron plate, so it'll only last about five or ten years. I hope you keep the castles on the North Line until they're done repairing them."

In a month, the blunt surface will also be covered in red rust.

"That's okay. All you have to do is patrol the Golden Magic Instructor and let him get rid of the rust. It's easy."

"I see."

"Is that iron wall going from south of Haral all the way down here?"

"Right."

Around Harral Castle are wetlands surrounded by water moats and streams. The iron walls were not built because the ground would be bad. Besides, it is not a terrain that can be attacked with a cohesive force.

"But it's amazing. I can't believe those iron walls are going down to the end of Castle Muldo."

On several occasions, Lifia uttered the same dialogue.

"Are we deliberately putting a gap in the iron walls so that the enemy forces can retreat?

"Oh. If you close it completely, your enemies will lose their escape and your tuning won't work, and if you go to war (how much?), you'll resist death in a madness"

"There is a way out, but the people of the United Kingdom will be frightened. If they build these iron walls behind their backs with the great magic of gold, they won't rest in the castle."

"Right."

They built iron walls to separate them from their home countries. It would have a serious impact, not very good on the psychology of enemy soldiers, on the morale of enemy troops. It's open now, because they don't know when they're going to block it.

Before he built the iron walls, he beats the synthetic magic of wind and gold on the castles. Until they retreat, when and when they will be in the grief of total annihilation, and they will be extensively devastated by that fear.

"But Ishur wants to return to the king's capital so soon."

I said with a gentle grin, rather, that Refia had no disgust whatsoever.

... Block the gap between the walls and the enemy won't be able to break in easily. All you have to do is be alert to enemy demon mentors and shadow work. Castle repairs and castle construction are also much safer and easier to do.

"I have to do this. I think we'll be tied to this land for a really long time."

Ishur whispered softly.

"Now you're clamming your books at Ladislaus."

Mira also comes with an uncontrolled grin.

"Right."

"Mr. Ishur, it's time to go downstairs and take a break?

Until now, Nina, smiling and silently listening to the conversations between Ishr and the others, has also smiled and called out to Ishr.

The day after Ishur used the great magic of gold in the northern lands, the enemy forces began to withdraw as early as possible from Ilaar Castle at the southern end of the northern line.

Ilaar had been divided by the Karnas offense of the Ishurs. Also, the recapture of Karnas did not serve as a force of restraint in a very impossible state, and yesterday's great magic of Ishur's gold was shown in front of him, and it seemed that the enemy castle generals had decided to abandon Ilaar Castle early.

Ishur did not pursue his retreating enemies, and that day he went around raiding the western side of the mountain all day, the garrison positions of troops and reserves accumulated behind his enemies.

We attacked with care to make sure we didn't destroy everything and leave about half. We must not cause too much damage to the United Kingdom. The enemy needed to be left with room to continue the civil war in the future. None of the enemies fought back, and it was an easy job to hit and change from yesterday.

Three more days later, there was a big move on the north line.

On that day, the Castle soldiers of Kanen, Bailen and Cesi of the Castle began to withdraw in unison. Each army passed through the gap of the iron wall built by Ishur, and to the west side of the mountain, they departed into the land of the United Kingdom.

Did the remaining enemy forces nevertheless attempt to maintain the lines of defense of the main castles Haral and Murdo, or the next day they divided and dispatched part of their own forces to the adjacent Castles of Kanen and Bailen.

So the Grand Duchy of Orula, dispatched from Castel Murdo and headed for Bailen, suddenly changed course west in front of Castel Bailen and began to descend the mountain.

The Neumance Royal Army of Castle Murdo, which tried to chase the Grand Duchy of Orula's rebellion, was thwarted by Ishur and others who were entering Bailen, which became an empty castle, and had to desist from pursuing it.

And as if the retreat and opportunity of the Grand Duchy of Orula had taken place, the Royal Radice Army, led by Petra, set out Antilla and began marching towards Castle Murdo. The Royal Army's strength was nearly 20,000, and Neumance did not stop, and he began to retreat to follow the Grand Duchy of Orula's army.

The withdrawal of the United Kingdom forces and the Grand Duchy of Olura, which had defended each of the castles, was due to various manoeuvres to the enemy, led by Lucra, the Grand Duchy's troop supervisor.

Finally, the United Kingdom forces on the Balstal Castle Fortress line disintegrated. On that night, from Castel Harral and Castel Birta, the rest of the army, mainly from the Kingdom of Agnia, also withdrew, and all the same fortified lines fell into the hands of the Kingdom of Ladis and were to be recaptured.

On this day the battle against the United Kingdom army came to an end.

On the day of the withdrawal of the Royal Army of Neumance, the Ishurs joined Petra, Marya, the Malid sisters and the army warden Rusla and others at Castle Murdo.

Two days later, the chief of Petra and the Maryas were to return once to the fortified city of Antilla, accompanied by Ishur, along with many of his lords. To Ishur was Mira to Rifia, and Nina was on the same path.

Upon entering the castle gate west of Antilla, the Petra line was greeted with cheer by the inhabitants of the city celebrating the victory, but Ishur did not join the march like its triumphal parade, leaving the line with Mira and Sharka and entering the royal palace in the city centre from the air.

The magicians had not stayed in the palace that day, and no one had done anything when Ishur had entered the palace from the air, and there had been no problems in particular.

And it came to pass, when the line of Petra arrived, that Ishur went with them, and with the hosts, between the sights of the palace.

Palazzo Antilla had long been used by the king's brother Demetrio as his lord, but he had died during the invasion of Balstal in the United Kingdom, and now only the family left behind were inhabitants, Cecilia the Queen and her daughter Matrica, and her son Kenneth.

They, the royal clan, will also be heading to the king's capital in a few days. Petra was asked by Cecilia to express her gratitude to the Antilla Defense and those who fought to reclaim the North Line, and returned to Antilla.

Cecilia and her family also wanted to convey special thanks to Ishur, who had great success in the battle, so Petra managed to persuade Ishur, who she didn't like, along with Marya, to go along with Antilla.

Ishur and Rifia, Mira and Nina were passed between the sights of the Antilla Palace with the queens, and under the seat of Petra worshipped Cecilia, the widow of the king's brother Demetrio, and his orphans, Matrica and Kennethos.

Between the sights of the Antilla Palace, the ceiling was on the marble floor of White Asia, in a slightly longer hall lined with cylinders, and the ceiling was felt as low as thought. Behind the hall, on a raised floor, was a throne with a crimson carpet, and Petra sat to the right, and Marya stood behind it, on the left, in the order of Cecilia, Matrica and Kennetos.

Cecilia was probably in her late forties, but she looked younger than her age and looked more temperamental. Matrica was about the same age, one or two above Ishl, a neat face but not particularly distinctive aristocratic daughter, Kennetos was about seven or eight years old.

Cecilia first called the Duke of Beervald in front of him, to celebrate and thank him for his victory, and for his labor, followed by Rifia and Nina to offer a similar tribute. Nina represented Paola Pierca, who remained at Haral Castle, and was also the representative of the Royal Court Magic Instructor who participated in the Baltar recapture.

Cecilia finally summoned Ishur before you, but the incident took place there.

When Ishur moved forward and knelt from the side of the hall, Cecilia gave Ishur an apology, as she had always done, and could tell her son Kennetos to give Ishur his reward himself. Ketness replied small and was given a small box made of incense wood on the edge of gold by a butler who had refrained on his side and stood before Ishur.

"I will reward you more than the royal family for that. Raise your face."

……

The kid suddenly threw a small box at me when Ishur looked up.

Ishur deflected his head toward the right, avoiding the small box thrown at him. The little box fell behind him, blushing Ishur's left ear and shoulder.

As a matter of course, Nelly's bracelet did not respond to that extent, and Ishur was to scramble through a small chest thrown abusively.

……

"Become"

A small noise arose around him, and the field was engulfed in a flash of cold, pressing air.

Ishur looked back and stared at the little box that fell on the floor. The lid opened and small jewellery, such as gold coins and jewellery, rings and bracelets, had spilled from inside.

The moment he looked back in front of him, Ishur was struck by amazement.

A child, Kenneth, lifted one leg and put it on top of Ishur's head, kneeling.

"What is the sword of the kingdom! You would have saved His Majesty the King."

Still a child's, young voice came down to Ishl.

Kennetos' feet on his forehead are pressed together.

For Ishur, that wasn't a lot of pain. I didn't even feel humiliated.

But there was something hot in my heart, and I felt it snarling.

"Why didn't you save Your Majesty? Did you cower, or..."

I can see Petra getting up behind Kennetos and trying to scream something.

Ishur took Kenneth's leg there and pushed it forward as it was and knocked it back.

"Become"

When he stared at Kennetos, who fell on his back on the floor, and shut him up, Ishur looked sideways at Cecilia and Matrica.

The two emotionless, faceless faces weren't exactly looking at Ishl. I didn't even see the fallen Kennetos.

It's like nothing's happened, just staring into the universe.

Using a child like this......

This is a guess. Not for me. I'm telling Henrik.

I didn't fight with Marius, I'm picking on Henrik.

Without looking at us.

Have you guys had enough?... I don't care.

There is no future ahead, either for them or for the children in front of them, when they will be killed anyway.

So I guess the last time you used me, you kicked me in the foot and scolded the Grand Duke.

Stupid, but surely they have no power now.

If you can only do such a childish thing, that is certainly pathetic.

From behind, the burning anger of Rifia and Mira is transmitted......

"Master Cecilia, this maker is too..."

Finally, Lifia raised her voice.

Ishur raised his left hand as he turned forward and stopped her.

"King Marius III feared that the King's capital would become a battlefield, abandoning the Battle of Cage Castle and launching into the field. He didn't count on Grand Duke Antios for help or my help from the beginning."

Ishur turned his face to Cecilia and Matrica and said in a low voice.

Ishur's voice, though, echoed to the ends of the quiet hall.

"The king knew from the beginning that neither I nor Henrik would make it."

... Isn't it cowardly to let a child tell you to use it?

If you have a complaint, you should tell Henrik directly, not to me.

But I couldn't tell you that. It was Henrik who was cowardly, who delayed the march to the King's capital, and it was the man who was not in a hurry. I got on with it. Same goes for me.

Kennetos remains down and looks like he's about to cry.

Cecilia and Matrica still stare at the universe and don't move like puppets.

……

Ishur looked at Petra's face.

Behind her, Mary held the Fire Elf wand with both hands, shaking her whole body with each wand plump.

Ishur stared into Petra's bright red eyes.

A small shadow of Ishur appeared in his eyes.

"Oh my God against the sword of the kingdom! I'm done watching this."

Petra told me to throw up.

"Master Ishr!

"This can't stop happening!

……

Mira, Rifia, is revealing her anger to Nina.

Standing in front of Ishl, he hits a fierce, burning passion.

When the glimpse ended with Petra's declaration of anger, Cecilia left the room silently, without a glance at Ishl or Petra. Matrica came before Ishur and let Kenneth stand, following Cecilia. This also left the hall silently.

For a moment, Matrika had seen Ishl, but nothing in his eyes.

I guess their hearts were already dead before that time.

... I wonder what soaked my heart when Kennetos stepped on me.

When the royal family disappeared into the back of the hall, so did the queens.

Some of them looked like the Dukes of Beervald and Aeren, but when they saw the swordscreens of the Rifias surrounding Ishur, they also just turned their gaze towards Ishur, which felt like, "Let's talk about it later..." and left the room silently.

The old King's Brotherhood, who was the faction of Demetrio, found out as soon as they left the hall.

They passed beside Ishur with either a clear face or a dark, faint face or the look on their face.

And he that hath a clear face shall have seen Cecilia do in this sight, and shall have lowered his drink, and he that hath a dark, fainted face shall be he that the king's brother hath now felt devastated at this moment.

"... I can't help it. I gave it to the Grand Duke."

Ishur said in a gentle tone, much less what dull in his heart.

"But...!

"But..."

"... if it weren't for Mr. Ishl, I wouldn't know what would have happened to the kingdom"

Mira wept in her eyes, and Refia was dyeing her eyes red and trembling in anger.

Nina had a fixed eye, staring somewhere far away.

Until now, they have fought against the United Kingdom, together with Ishur. We know that Ishur has fought Yuri Olura in the King's Capital and the enemy forces on the North Line.

... but it is the same with that royal family that was tragically hit by the invasion of the enemy.

"Aren't those people pathetic, too?... because I already know where to go."

Anyway, now, we have to calm the anger and sorrow of the lifias.

We've been fighting, we're the ones who grabbed the victory. That doesn't change what I do, no matter what that family kicks me in the foot.

"You can't be mad at me for this. It's not like crying."

Ishur said with a soft grin.

... what would Henrik do if he found out about this. I've been waiting for you. Maybe I'll make it a reason to execute them.

Treatments will be needed to keep Demetrio's orphans away from kingdom again. But easily, you should avoid killing them cheaply.

You should tell Petra later.

Ishur looked over at Mira, Rifia and Nina's face and said with a deeper grin.

"We'll have dinner later....... I'm fine. Because I don't care about anything."

"Ugh, uhh..."

At last Mira cried out. Lifia and Nina cry and chew their lips and sit still.

I can't stop feeling them. They rock my place hard.

That was, in the end, the same feeling I felt I was trying to contain.

I'm a pain in the ass. There's no way they can deny the battles they've fought.

With that anger and sorrow, what it blows on......

Ishur muttered in a small voice to Mira, who directly bumped her emotions.

...... thanks.

Once he had broken up with the lifias in front of him, Ishur walked to the left of the hallway, behind the palace.

The marble hallway was wide and long and unpopular.

Coming between refraining and before the door of thought, the door opened, as if waiting for Ishur to come, and Petra and Mary came out from within.

"I'm sorry......, Ishl. This could have happened."

Petra seemed to mourn, sadly, crying in tears like a clear ball.

"The concubine, the concubine shall not repent..."

"Even though neither His Majesty's death, nor that of His Highness Demetrio, is Ishl's fault. Even though it doesn't matter."

Marya's voice was low and faint.

She turned her eyes bright red and slapped this one and the floor again and again with a magic wand.

Ishur narrowed her eyes and stared at the two mourning and grieving thanks to love.

"Marya."

Gently hold Marya's shoulder with your left hand.

"Ugh. Ugh."

Petra shudders her shoulders and keeps crying.

"... Petra"

I turned my right hand to Petra's shoulder.

"Where's Petra's room? Let's talk a little bit."

"Oh, back there."

Petra's voice was heard from tears.

……

Ishur smiled slightly and invited them.

Same goes for these kids.

Something that flows into my mind. Something new to fill.

I'm not angry or sad anymore.

... That's not all.

Ishur felt gentle, hugging them, and walked to the back of the palace.