Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

# 6 Winter Fluorescent

"Bye, Sword Palace"

"Nice to meet you, Norte"

Northehild flips his long hair tied behind him and goes up.

She is ordered to remain vigilant at Castle Karnas and its surroundings.

There is a wind in the winter sky that spreads in the neglect of thin clouds.

Ishur dropped off her rear disappearing into the southern sky from above the north wall of Bailen Castle.

Yesterday, there was a major move in a group of castles stretching mainly to the south of the northern line. Following the recent castle of Ilaar, the United Kingdom troops began to withdraw in unison from the castles of Birta, Kanen, Bailen and Cesi, north of Karnas.

At the castle tower in Karnas that day, Ishur, who watched the army of enemies exit from the castle, was voiced by the Knights of Peace of the Grand Duchess, who were on watch over the same tower.

The man was slightly older than Tarim, who was talking to Romir the other day, and spoke only "Lord Bersch" very close behind Ishur, whispering, handing him a small roll of paper from behind.

I don't mind being known to Mira, Rifia and Nina, who were next door to Ishur, but I want to avoid even being seen by the other castle soldiers, and so on.

……

When Ishur, who received the roll of paper, turned his face, the man had already turned his back, pretended to be unfamiliar and stood on the other side of the tower and continued his perimeter watch.

Ishur dropped his eyes on the text when he opened the roll.

The letter came from Rusla, a military superintendent, who promptly entered the castle of Bailen, which became an empty castle after the retreat of the queens of the United Kingdom, and asked him to secure the castle for a short period of time, for a few days or so.

"Phew..."

Ishur grinned lightly as he continued reading the letter, shattering the roll of paper with the magic of the wind and blowing it into the sky.

"Ahhh."

"Oh."

Rifia and Mira, who were next to each other in Ishur, raised their voices and watched a piece of paper on a roll dancing in the sky.

"What, you won't let me read it?

"It's terrible, Ishr."

"Wow, I wanted to read it too..."

"No, it was written that you should dispose of this letter as soon as you finish reading it."

Ishur said to Rifia and Mira, and Nina, as a lookout.

Over the past few days in Karnas, as every day from Fort Delmark, more castle soldiers have been added, and supplies such as soldiers have been carried.

The castle soldiers, who continue to watch as if nothing had happened behind Ishur, were soldiers of the Royal Ladis Knights (the Royal Ladis Antilla Knights, to be exact) who had been turned from the Delmark defense, the "bearded” ones sent by Rusla.

The letter from Rusla stated that, following the withdrawal of the national armies, including from each branch castle, the forces of the Grand Duchy of Orula were also due to leave the castle of Murdo in a few days, and that at that time they wanted the Kingdom of Neumance to be taken from the castle of Bailen and to cover the withdrawal of the Grand Duchy army.

Yet another wordless cliché said that Petra herself led the great army out of Antilla in line with the withdrawal of the Grand Duchy, and a decisive matter was written about heading for the Muldo Castle offensive.

... the warplanes move. That's the end of this war.

"That letter, isn't it from the Army Superintendent?

Rifia has said with a slightly dissatisfied face to Ishur who clings to

"Have you only informed Ishur?"

Mira also says with a disgruntled face.

"Yeah. It's from Rusla."

Ishur said as he turned his face to Rifia followed by Mira and Nina, looking over at Sharka standing behind him.

"First, if the enemy retreats, let's proceed to Bailen Castle. I'll talk to you there."

... but handy nonetheless.

Ishur moved his gaze forward from the Miras, staring at a line of enemy troops as they retreated west of the ridge.

The bearded man handed me Rusla's letter in anticipation of that enemy's withdrawal.

And finally, the Grand Duchy of Olura also retreats.

It is Rusla who is moving the "warplanes” on this northern line. Now the remaining enemies on the northern line are in his hands.

The fate of the United Kingdom army moved from my palm to his.

I almost finished my job by building an iron wall.

... take a peek at what's left.

The next day, Ishur entered Bailen Castle from the air carrying several days' worth of food along with Rifia and Nina, Mira and Sharka.

On the move, she advanced Norte Hill, explored the castle without neighborhood, checked the safety of the enchantments and other traps, and lowered her to the rear, southern Carnas Castle defense.

"So, Ishur, about yesterday's letter from Lord Rusla, shall we talk about it?"

Rifia asked Ishl as Norte disappeared into the sky as he returned to Carnas.

On the north wall of the castle of Bailen, as yesterday, the Rifias line up to the left and right of Ishur.

"Wait a minute. Because I'll call Silva."

... Silva.

"Uhm. Lord Shields"

Almost simultaneously, when Ishur called Silbastol in his heart, the magic appeared in person in a brilliant moment over his head.

"Hehe.... Ask Silva to come to the front line on behalf of Norte. In the meantime, be vigilant around this castle. I'll tell you what."

Ishur grinned bitterly at Silva's quick reaction and looked up at him and said.

"You may be able to fight your enemies for a long time."

"Uhm. Understood."

Silva distorted the corner of her mouth when she put her arms together in front of her chest and disappeared with a grin.

"So, did you write to the military commissioner?

Ishur said with a smile to Lifia.

"Oh, oh..."

Lifia nodded rather flashly. Both Mira and Nina were under pressure for the first time in the great spirit of gold.

Ishur didn't mind, he told her what was written in Rusla's letter.

"─ So we will be backing up the retreating Grand Duchy of Orula based here at Bailen Castle. It would be impossible for Neumance to silently overlook the retreat of the Grand Duchy."

"I see..."

Lifia told him to squeal his gaze in the front, towards the north.

"But you have a bit of a distance,"

Mira looked and said in the same direction as Rifia, towards Castle Muldo.

From the north wall of the castle of Bailen to the castle of Murdo with the Ishurs, the distance is approximately three miles long in a straight line (scar, less than two km), the mountains of North Butektas drop in altitude, and here in Bailen it will be about a mile long, and in Murdo it will be about half a mile long.

From Bailen's walls, Muldo Castle is exactly below the eye, completely overlooking, but it is about two kilometers away and visible directly below.

The ridge is north even when the altitude drops, and there is not a single tree because it is a fortified area, and the grassland and rock skin follow the spots.

There now you can see the stone and wooden buildings of hope destroyed by Yuri Olura during the invasion of the enemy, the stone walls intermittently built on the sloping surfaces on the west side, and the rock walls that have sharpened the mountain skin. The stone walls are also collapsed everywhere by him, exposing him to an unbroken appearance.

It's just that there's enough communication between Muldo Bailen on the east side of the ridge that people can walk side-by-side, which remains after Yuri's attack. Perhaps the United Kingdom also repaired and used it after the occupation.

By the way, there's still no snow pile like Castle Carnas because of the low altitude around.

"You just have to protect this castle. I'll pay for Neumance in Silva with me."

"Okay, I get it."

"Don't overdo it, Ishr"

Mira smiled and nodded, and Rifia grinned flauntingly, back-to-back with the dialogue.

"So..., I'm just talking to you about a little privacy"

Ishur said, lurking his voice.

Both Mira and Nina came close when Rifia pulled her face over to Ishl.

The Ishurs began to whisper at each other, but Bailen Castle, where they were, was now an empty castle, and no one else.

"Just for the record, I'm still told not to tell anyone, that Petra will lead the great army to Castle Muldo from Antilla, in line with the withdrawal of the Grand Duchy of Orula, and we're going to be out in formation"

"Hey..."

"Well......"

"Oh, that."

We all looked surprised, but Nina has been asking questions.

"We still have an enemy army in Haral, don't we? Is it okay?"

Nina wonders if Petra's army will be sandwiched from both the Muldo and Haral armies along the way or if she fears it.

"If the Grand Duchy of Orula retreats, all that remains is Neumance and the Kingdom of Agnia. Together, the two armies will have a strength of 10,000, while Antilla will have 30,000. I don't think you need to worry if you're twice as strong as your enemy."

Ishur continued with a grin.

Besides, we're here.

……

"Ha. Right."

"Nina, you don't have to worry about anything."

As Nina nodded, Lifia laughed small in a dry voice. Mira affirmed in a good mood tone.

"Perhaps the kingdom of Neumance will retreat without a cage.... you see the end."

and Refia.

... He thinks the same thing about Refia as I do.

"That's right."

"Yes."

Mira and Nina nodded and grinned faster than Ishur.

It was that afternoon that the Grand Duchy of Olura at Castle Murdo began to move.

The flag of the Grand Duchy Army was also swayed from the Bailen Castle, which was lined up by the Ishurs, and the standing noise of the human horses could be seen.

"Ishur, here we go."

Lifia, who was observing the enemy castle over the saw wall of the castle (Nokokabe), turned back and spoke to Ishur.

"Oh."

At that time, Ishur had searched out the fire bowl from within the castle, brought it over the walls, put the fire in, and kept warm with the Miras.

When Ishur stood beside Riffia, he laid one hand on his forehead and made a shelter (hissing) to look at Castle Muldo.

"You're here."

"Mmm."

On its left side, Mira and Nina line up and stare at the enemy castle, just like Ishur.

Muldo Castle forms a long castle north and south along the ridge, but an army began to assemble on the south side of the castle, forming a formation.

Silver lions and crowns in the land of swallowfat (Enji). I can see the flag of the Grand Duchy of Olura swaying in abundance and hanging in the wind.

"Sharka!"

Mira speaks to Sharka.

"No, wait a minute"

Ishur stopped Mira, pointing forward.

The castle gate south of Castel Murdo was opened and a line of forces like the Grand Duchy of Orula entered.

The castle also has gates to the west. If you want to retreat, the West Gate will be used.

"From the south gate..."

The Grand Duke's army is marching this way, towards Bailen Castle.

The thin formation out of the castle gate is slowly approaching the eastern communication line of the ridge. You can hear the sweeping sound of soldiers standing armor, treading on the ground, and horse hissing folding over. The numbers are small, but there are soldiers who are towing horses. The northern Butektas range also cuts an altitude of one mile long (scar, about 650 m) when it is around the castle of Murdo. It is not impossible to raise a towing horse to the castle.

The Grand Duke of Olura is about to enter the castle.

Lifia gazes beside her and says:

"Hmm."

Ishl with both arms in front of his chest.

"That, look"

That's where Nina points to the far side.

"Well...... That one."

Beyond Muldo, from Haral, the northernmost main castle, we could see two thousand or so armies headed in the same direction to one southern castle, Burta Castle.

"This is..."

Refia makes a hard voice.

"The enemy hasn't given up yet. They're going to keep the northern half of Balstal by sending soldiers from Harral to Muldo and here to Bailen Castle as well."

From downstairs Castle Murdo began moving north, with about hundreds of small units towards Castle Kanen.

Between Castel Murdo and Castel Birta, where the ridges of the mountains disappear to the flats, walls were built like the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles, but are now piles of black-stained debris in the attack of Yuri Olura. The enemy army is marching beside it in thin columns.

Haral, the two branches between Murdo, Birta and Kanen Castle, are also retreating yesterday with the forces of the United Kingdom forces. It seemed so, that they were trying to consolidate the defensive lines of both main castles by dispatching a thousand units of troops to the particularly important Castle of Birta and this Castle of Bailen.

"Waste of scratches...... The other day I was watching Ishur's great magic of gold in front of me. Will they not spare their lives?"

Mira says in a cold voice.

"The enemy may be reading my belly."

Ishur shrugs.

"So you're assuming that our army doesn't want you to destroy all your enemies, that you're trying to pull them back?"

Rifia stares at the side of Ishur.

"Yeah. But I'm not actually serving Petra or Rusla under the Royal Radice Army. If I wanted to, it would be possible to destroy them, apart from the royal will."

"... well, yeah"

"Exactly. Ishur."

……

Lifia whispers softly as she whines, Mira is good with her jaw tumbled up, and Nina smiles silently.

"I guess the enemy doesn't know that far either. It's too dangerous a bet."

... I am a collaborator of the Royal Ladis and do not belong to their chain of command. Don't the enemy even know about it?

"So, what about that Grand Duke of Olura Army? I suppose you have a bond with Count Drazen, who you caught in the King's Capital?

"Do those men not yet realize that we are on the walls of this castle"

Nina goes on to cover up Rifia's questions to Ishur.

"If they knew my face, they might turn back in front of the castle."

... Otherwise there are only five of us, including Sharka. I wouldn't mind pushing it.

Ishur smiled sarcastically and turned to Rifia when she answered Nina first.

"Once we're in the range of bows and arrows, we'll have to put it up in the wind junction and refuse for now."

As Rifia put it, we cannot discuss the warlords who command the Grand Duchy of Orula in their dealings with Drazen. I had a difficult time attacking and when I could come towards it, I had a rather troublesome situation, with a limited batter.

"Ishur, you're right, so we'll have to see how it goes."

Mira stared narrowly at the ranks of the Grand Duchy of Olura's army climbing the mountain ahead.

Ishur also glanced at the enemy's line.

... According to news from Rusla, the Grand Duchy army is to withdraw within a few days. No way, didn't his tuning to the country work?

The Grand Duchy of Olura is the country that led the invasion of the Kingdom of Ladis. Plus there will be the remorse of being debated by Yuri Olura, the national lord. But it is this war situation if we inform them of the deal with Drazen and tell them that Robnell's raid was originally a plot directed at the Grand Duchy of Olura, an ally. I can never say I'm an inconsiderate opponent.

Yesterday many countries, large and small lords, are withdrawing from the northern line. They have successfully adapted Rusla.

"... right. Let's see how it goes."

Lifia also looked forward and said.

"The army of enemies is marching very slowly. I haven't shown anything to this castle, and I don't feel very hectic. This could be something..."

Her words disappear with butt blushes.

"Sure, it doesn't convey much of a killer"

……

Ishur looked silently further afield, at the northern ridge.

You can see the Grand Duchy of Orula marching ahead, the troops heading north across Castle Murdo, to every Birta and Castle Kanen.

East-West, and in the magnificent view of the open horizon to the north, the army of marching enemies moves too slowly, almost seemingly stopping.

… even though the movement of this enemy army is serious and important (oh and oh).

Visually, it's a drowsy sight.

I guess this is one of those things called the actual phase of war.

The iron walls I struggled to build the other day have also melted into the scenery around me because my eyes are getting used to it, making me uncomfortable.

Ishur turned his gaze eastward and looked toward Antilla.

In line with the withdrawal of the Grand Duchy of Olura, Petra is supposed to lead the Grand Army out of the line, but I still don't see the move.

Agnia and Neumance Kingdom moves in Haral and Muldo Castle, as well as those of the Grand Duchy of Orula.

This has become a situation that does not allow optimism.

"Is Orula headed for this castle, or will she retreat down the mountain on the way? Don't flirt with me."

And, Refia.

There is a slightly sarcastic grin on that face.

"Totally."

Ishur also hammered and distorted the corner of his mouth.

... I had no idea this would be such a rubbing development.

The battlefield is dominated by mountain warfare and siege warfare, the movement of the troops is slow, the enemy has little magic power, and the rapid deployment of battle forces is unlikely. This slow movement, on the contrary, has resulted in frustration.

As Ishur shrugged his shoulders, he turned his gaze toward the fire bowl behind him.

... can it hit the fire bowl again?

"Oh."

"Mmm."

"The enemy has increased its speed."

When Ishur missed his gaze behind him, the rifiahs raised their voices in unison.

I see the Grand Duchy of Olura is speeding up his legs and increasing the speed of his march.

That's not all. The long stretched line narrowed and the rear tail left Castle Muldo at once.

……

Ishur witnessed the moment of conversion of that battlefield, with all the Refia and Mira as well.

The Grand Duchy of Orula army, which was headed for Bailen Castle, suddenly began to turn west on the ridge and down the mountain.

"Ah."

"Yes, retreat."

"There..."

and, at that time, the magic was brilliant from the eastern side of the mountain and one dazzling burning fireball was launched into the sky.

The fireballs rising high in the sky glitter, slowly disappearing.

"Wolf smoke."

By fire magic, probably allied wolf smoke.

Now from Antilla, Petra comes out.

The Grand Duchy of Orula Army, which began its retreat, has split down the mountain into several strips at a point less than two miles long (scar, about 1 km) from Bailen Castle, choosing a broken stone wall or a loose slope. The head of the line is already trying to get through the gap in Ishur's built iron wall.

"Ask for this castle"

Ishur jumped up into the sky as he glanced around at the rifias.

"Ahhh."

"Hey!"

"Mr. Ishl......"

I heard their dissatisfied voice from below, but Ishur headed to the enemy castle, regardless.

Bailen, the dust rose thinly between the mulds, and in an instant was filled with signs of a man-made standing and noisy battlefield.

Ishur, wearing the magic of the wind, increased his speed, jumping over the Grand Duchy of Orula army retreating under his eyes and exiting to the front of the castle of Murdo.

At the same time, two spirits appear from the enemy.

They are both human-shaped, with warrior style on one side and long robes on the other. The warrior wind is probably on fire, the robe is in water, crossing the walls and heading towards the Grand Duchy of Olura's army.

"Silva, kill"

...... YES.

At the same time as the voice of the Golden Spirit echoed in the back of his brain, two enemy spirits wrapped in glitter and vanished with a distinct metallic sound of high armour.

When Ishur reached over the outside edge of Castle Muldo, he turned obliquely and told Silva.

Silbastol shows up when the enemy spirits attack.

"Turn the enemy over, cover that army's retreat"

"... um"

Silva retreats and disappears into the universe while pointing toward Ishur.

Ishur looked down at the enemy castle as he turned forward.

Brand new stones were piled up and fairly well repaired eastern walls were fitted with small but large crossbows (baristas) and stone throwers. Many soldiers have taken it and are about to attack the Grand Duchy Army, which turns to the west and retreats.

"What are you doing? You won't get here at this distance."

Large crossbows and stone throwers range up to about five hundred long steps (skulls, less than 400 m). The Grand Duchy Army is already nearly two miles long (scar, about 1.3 km) away, even at the rear.

... No. With the magic of the wind, the range can be extended.

Once upon a time, when a bowman mercenary, Bijek, shoots a red-eyed wolf, he used small wind magic to extend his range.

If you are a powerful wind demon, you will also be able to multiply your range several times.

……

But I don't see anyone like a magician around a crossbow or a stone thrower...

Well, let's just destroy it. If this castle falls into the hands of the kingdom, I can still use that gear.

Ishur struck the wind magic on the large crossbows, stone throwers and soldiers lining the walls.

Pass over the walls so that the magic of the wind can taste them, and countless pieces of wood, iron, and flesh scatter along with the sound of a dry explosion.

A castle soldier notices Ishur floating at an altitude of about three hundred long steps in the air, and some hesitate to flee, and some fire an arrow.

But all arrows do not reach the altitude at which Ishur is located. Ishur ignored the castle soldiers and moved towards the west gate of the castle.

To prevent the enemy from marching out of the West Gate and attacking after the retreating Grand Duchy of Orula forces.

... If the enemy opens the castle gate, attack.

Muldo Castle is confused by the departure of the Grand Duchy of Orula and the attacks of Ishur and Silbastol.

But an enemy warlord is shouting something up and scolding the soldiers, trying to contain the confusion. And the problem is, we're trying to get the soldiers together in front of the West Gate.

"Not good."

Ishur groaned small.

Attack hard...

From behind that time, a flash of magic bursting from the bottom ran.

At the same time, signs of someone traveling at high speeds blow under Ishl's feet.

The west castle gate, the soldiers who were in its open-air gate tower, danced through the universe, and for a moment there, the woman's long silver hair glowed.

At the next moment, on the gate, there was Lifia's standing still.

The portal of the rapid construction that binds Marutai is sharp and sharp at the top. Refia had both feet on its tip and was upright so that nothing happened with an exquisite sense of equilibrium.

"Refia......"

Ishur sighed unexpectedly when he saw a small rifia coming from the air.

"My name is Rifia Behm. I am the arrow of the Martial God of the Kingdom of Ladis."

Her good singing beauty can be heard all the way to Ishl's ear.

... That guy, he's got some kind of name.

"─ If you want to get through this castle gate, try to defeat me brilliantly."

"Ha..."

You look great, Refia.... you brainstorm.

Ishur dropped his disappointed shoulder as he sighed.

Arrows are released close by the enemy soldiers in front of the castle gate, but they all bounce back when they hit the rifia, flying vainly towards the day after tomorrow.

This is followed by several fireballs floating over a group of castle soldiers, which are projected towards Rifia.

It also misted just before when she paid one hand.

Wushu's arrows grant not only acceleration and power, but also defense such as that covered with steel to the target. Whether it's magic or physical attack, the power of the line can't strike.

……

Ishur turned back and looked towards Bailen Castle. Mira and Sharka, Nina seem to be quiet.

...... yeah. You're right.

Ishur deflected his gaze toward the west. Raising his left hand, he activated the magic of gold.

Magic is red and brilliant in the air, forming the same giant iron plate as the other day.

Ishur blocked the gap between the iron walls south of Castle Muldo.

Already the Grand Duke of Orula Army, all of them fleeing to the western side of the iron wall. From Castle Muldo to the south iron wall no more, there is no need to keep a gap open.

When the iron plate pierces the slopes of the mountain, the ground shakes like an earthquake, and the noise roars around the area. Refia just turned around for a moment, but the enemy army doesn't. The turmoil in Castle Murdo follows the emergence of Refia in the raids of Ishur and Silva, reaching its poles in the anomaly that blocks the iron walls.

"No, no, you're a brave girl"

Silva shows up beside Ishur and squeaks like a solitary.

"Really?

When Ishur turned his gaze on Silva, he moved down toward Rifia.

Refia has her arms in front of her chest, looking down at the opposing castle soldiers and intimidating them.

At that time, suddenly, from the burnt castle hall on the black burning roof in the center of the castle, a temporary wooden ornament just beside it, sounded multiple bell swings, rang.

"Mmm."

... Why by now? That's crazy.

That bell sound won't be against Silva, me, Refia and the raids that followed.

Ishur raised his altitude slightly and glanced east.

The eastern sky was thin downwards, and was filled with swordfish. I saw the Grand Duchy marching forward, led by Petra, across the mountain hem. The Grand Duke Army, no. The Royal Radice Army was approaching the northern line mainly by separating multiple sub-units on the left wing and expanding them to open fans.

I guess the separated sub-units are on their way to securing Bailen, Cesi and Ilaar, which became empty castles in the withdrawal of enemy forces.

... Neumance was distracted by the retreating Grand Duchy of Orula and our raids and delayed in noticing Antilla's movements.

By now, Neumance's king and his captain, the warlords, are a training ground.

It's good to read that I don't have the magic of two gods, but if Antilla moves, who still accumulates a cohesive force, the number of soldiers is now reversed. The enemy has little to do with it.

But there's still time for Petra's army to reach this castle.

Nearly twenty miles long (scar, about 13 km) in a straight line to Murdo, it's a mountain road, and it still takes time to attack the castle.

Ishur glanced north this time.

I do not see any new movement in the haral castle of the Kingdom of Agnia. Meanwhile, the troops that were headed for Birta Castle began to turn back to Haral. Neumance's troops entering Kanen seem to remain on defense.

Ishur stared at the castle of Haral, narrowing his eyes and shadowing them as they emerged in the wetlands.

... I told Nina oh, but I'm sure if Agnia at Harral Castle and Neumance at this Muldo Castle could throw out the castle and go out with all their might and successfully sandwich Petra's army, it would be a bit of a hassle...

There's me, too, there's Silva and Norte, and there's nothing I can do about it that Refia's trying so hard.

Ishur dropped his gaze on the rifia under his eyes and distorted his lips.

"Is it possible to restrain Petra's main unit because of Lifia's porcine processes?"

Ishur put his arms together in the air in front of his chest and went into reflection.

Enemy situation, allied situation. What Rusla is after......

The battlefield is wide and the movements of each army are slow, but there is much to think about.

It is good that Refia is now in tow, and it will be certain that Petra and Rusla are also aiming to withdraw Neumance by showing him the structure of the Muldo Castle offensive with a large army.

With the withdrawal of the Grand Duchy of Olura's army as planned, what Lifia said and what I was thinking, that is, the withdrawal of Neumance, has become just an undecidable situation of optimism.

Everyone on this battlefield feels with their skin that their enemies and allies are moving their fighters and are finally about to end up. Especially if the enemy feels that the difference in power is open to despair, that it is absolutely impossible for me to make a difference even if I don't move.

Then it is self-evident how the enemy will decide.

I mean, we should give Neumance a reprieve to retreat here. You can ignore the possibility that they will leave the castle to self-destruct and hit Petra's army.

Nothing, then I can deal with it. I'm just talking about getting a little rough.

It still takes time for Petra's army to take hold of Castle Muldo. Even if Neumans cages, we can pull here once more and get her army back out by the time it takes to attack the castle.

... Let's give them a way out.

"Okay. Let's do that."

Ishur called the name of Northehild towards the eastern sky.

"Norte, you defend the armies of your allies who have marched out of the fortified city."

… acknowledge.

When Norte's voice sounded in his heart, Ishur told Silva.

"Silva, we're leaving once. Immediately retreat from the enemy."

"Right...... Okay."

Sylvastol admitted with a slightly unfortunate voice that he disappeared to dissolve in the air again.

... Next up is the recovery of the rifia.

Ishur lowered his altitude and approached Rifia, who stood above the gate of the West Gate.

and at that time there was movement on the enemy side confronting Rifia in front of the West Gate. Two places in a group of castle soldiers, the magic rose at the same time and two knight-like men, jumped at an astonishing speed, attacking the rifia.

Ishur didn't see the movement clearly, but she grabbed the spear of one eye knight with one hand and broke it and threw it away, holding the head of the other knight with one leg up, and kicked it straight away.

The spear-breaking knight fell directly below, and the kicked knight crashed into the walls of the castle hall, plunging into the stone wall and stopping moving.

Refia stayed standing on one leg on a pointed round too, not out of balance at all. It was a stunning stand-up to fall in love with.

Several arrows were also unleashed on Ishur approaching her, but all were still played and made no sense.

During the stirring temptation of the castle soldiers, Ishur offered Rifia his right hand from the air.

"We're leaving, Refia."

"Ah, oh.... What about the retreat of the Grand Duke of Orula's army?

"It's okay now."

Rifia extends her right arm and takes Ishl's hand.

"That. Petra, is your army okay?"

Lifia's eyes are shaking a little anxiously.

... I care that you broke my word.

But Rifia was firmly in motion after confirming the arrival of the Royal Radice Army. At the same time as Olura's retreat support, she was holding back to avoid attacking Petra's army.

"You won't have to worry about that either. There is no movement in the haral either. The Royal Army has Noltehild on alert, and I'll take care of it if I have to."

"Oh well.... Sorry, move on your own"

"Hehe..."

Ishur grinned hard and shook Lifia's hand with force.

……

A poor grin spread, like blossoming on Lifia's face.

The Royal Radice Army, led by Petra, passes through the east gate of Castle Murdo and enters the castle.

The cheering voices of the soldiers echo in Ishur's ears as well.

Ishur is again wary of the movements of the surrounding Haral Castle, especially in the north, over Castle Muldo.

Since then, once Ishur had taken Rifia and retreated to Bailen Castle, the Royal Neumans Army had also begun to retreat very soon. From the west gate of Castle Muldo, the Royal Army went down the mountain through a gap that had not yet been blocked, on the north side of Ishur's noticed iron wall. Is there a force of about five or six thousand? He stretched his line long on the slopes on the western side of the mountains, eventually disappearing into the woods that spread beyond him.

The withdrawal of United Kingdom troops, which began a few days ago, has also led to the disintegration of many enemy positions that were in the rear.

After the withdrawal of enemy forces from the castles of Kanen, Bailen and Cesi, Ishur had stopped attacking and reconnaissance of the rear positions without any need, but not least in the reserve of the enemy, the forces, including Neumance and Agnia, had collapsed, retreated and the positions had disappeared.

The armies of the Kingdom of Ladis, which entered the castle of Murdo, deployed their troops on the walls north and west of the castle shortly after resting, many soldiers pushing the flags of the crowds and rushing around the castle flourishing.

In front of the central castle, you can easily see Riffia, Mira, and Nina joining Petra and Mary.

"Hmm?"

Ishur admitted that the Spirit appeared united from around it, rising toward himself.

The Spirit wings large wings that shine translucent, colourless, and come up almost perpendicular towards Ishl.

In the center of the wings spread left and right there was one human on board.

Smoked silver armor with a crimson cloak, a knight who looks high.

"Hey, Lord Ischl."

He spoke casually as he came up to the same height as Ishur.

My mouth beneath my beard distorts into a half-moon shape.

"Duke of Beervald......"

When Ishur told him to squeal, the Duke's riding bird-man-type spirit also smiled silently at him.

The bird man is probably a woman, with a rare human expression and a slightly creepy smile on his face. The toes of both hands and feet are long stretched out to be no different than the feet of a real bird.

... Will the Duke also use the magic of the wind? This bird-man-type spirit is definitely a spirit of the wind.

"I wanted to thank you.... thus"

So the Duke looked around with his hands wide open.

"I wanted to talk to you where there were no people around."

I hear the generals standing noise from below. The heat coming up from the ground twitches into the covered winter air.

There are only two people around: Ischl and Rexel Beervald.

"What about Lord Hanes after that? How about that?"

"Uhm...... I don't know about the inside, but I'm still doing fine."

"Is the command of the Duke's army in your son?

"That's right. I thought I'd keep you busy. I am motivated and encouraging myself."

The Duke narrowed his eyes and looked down at Castle Muldo.

"That's good"

"You were a complete loser. I lost but I didn't get one injury instead of losing my life, that's what I mean. The person must have given up..."

The Duke looked straight at Ishur and said as he looked up.

"Once again, Lord Ishur. Thank you for saving my breath."

"No, that's okay. Never mind."

"Hmm..."

Rexel nodded vaguely, somewhat unconvinced.

"I've heard rumors, but you've changed. I can't read age."

"Really?

Ishur also missed the conversation when he had an ambiguous grin.

"More than that, I've wasted your precious treasure..."

"No, no, my son's life was saved. I don't care about that."

The Duke glanced at Ishl's stare, towards Haral Castle.

"That's certainly our son, but that's not all. There's nothing better for a parent than my child's life."

"Right......"

Ishur nodded with a small grin.

The Duke has said the same thing as Rifia.

"Do you care about the enemies of Hurral"

Now Lexel has gone out of the way.

"No...... I'm just keeping an eye out."

The trend for this battle has already been decided. There is no more power to turn the battlefield over to the remaining enemies.

"When will Agnia retreat?

I've asked Ischl to try. There is a thin grin beneath that beard.

The vanished flatlands of the mountains, the Haral Castle floating in the wetlands, would have been magically handed over by Yuri Olura on the western moat, leaving the iron plate laid. I guess I used it for replenishment, but that elongated iron road would also be very helpful in retreating.

"At night, I guess. The enemy will leave this evening."

"Hmm. Right."

The Duke twisted his beard and nodded contentedly.

There is no movement in the Agnian Royal Army at Harral Castle. Ishur broke up with the Duke, who returns to his own army when he descends into Muldo Castle, and heads to Petra and the Tabernacles in the square on the east side of the castle.

"Ishur."

When Petra and Marya were seen surrounded by many knights, Mira, with Sharka from the side, called out.

Countless knights, soldiers come and go in the castle, surrounded by hustle and bustle.

"Ishur!"

Subsequently, Rifia, who was on the outside of the group surrounding Petra, called out to Ishur.

So Petra and Mary noticed Ishul, and Mary waved the scepter of the fire jinn, and Petra hoisted the scepter of the god of the earth.

Around them were figures of the Royal Knights of Antilla, the Grand Duke Knights, Rusla the Military Superintendent, several nobles, the Lords, Selma and others with the magic equipment of Petra's maid chief Christians and hiding places.

The Marido sisters, who are supposed to be Petra's escorts, have been tasked by Fort Bendeke this way with assisting understaffed liaison officers, military supervisors, and I still can't see if they are heading out to some lord in the castle.

"Does Haral still not work?

Rifia asks.

"Oh."

"It's night, right? Even at the dawn of payment, you will retreat. Because Ishr is the one the enemy fears the most. It's only about midnight, there's no moving gap."

And Mira has also said that the enemy retreats at night.

"I guess so."

Ishur stared at the man coming out of Petra's group and nodded small.

"Lord Ishur..."

As Rusla came to the side of Ishur, he spoke in a whispering whisper.

The squeaking sound of armor. Many soldiers' shadows flow from left to right. Their screams are rising everywhere. But Rusla's little voice could be heard well.

"I must ask Lord Ishur to do something for me."

Rusla grins thinly and faces Ishl with her voice down.

I'm up to something, you look bad.

……

Ishur glanced at Mira and Rifia.

"I don't mind. Just keep it a secret for both of you for the evening."

Lusla, who was well perceived, had turned his grin up and dropped his hips, meeting Mira and Lifia in a hunch.

The night was covered with even thicker clouds, and eventually the fine snow began to fall.

Ishur was weaving a cape over his coat, covered with cloth from his nose to the bottom with a hood, put on thick skinned gloves, and flew through the snowy night sky tightening cold protection just in case.

It was tracking the retreating Royal Neumans Army, west of the North Butektas Mountains, over United Kingdom territory.

... Found it, Sword Palace.

I got news from Norte, who had me ahead of him.

……

Far ahead, in the slightly left night sky, a fluorescent light of magic lit up.

It's the magic light of the wind that Norte intentionally unleashes.

Ishur followed that light slightly southwest and increased his speed.

White dots of light spread radially and disappear backwards in front of you against the background of night darkness.

A wall of wind magic stretched around him appeared in the wind and snow, even without trying to.

The kingdom of Neumans, which abandoned Castle Murdo during the day, was thought to be retreating about fifty miles long (scar, about 32 km) of streets southwest of the North Butektas Mountains and from the North Line.

Rusla, who has spoken to Ishur at Castle Murdo, has called upon the retreating kingdom of Neumance and the kings and royals of the Kingdom of Agnia, who will also retreat today and tomorrow, and their captains, to pursue and kill them all.

Rusla said, "The great powers of the United Kingdom, Neumance and Agnia, were to be linked in this battle. The presence of Yuri Olura inspired the two countries to unite. The proximity of the two countries, which has been contested for many years, may in future be an opportunity to put an early end to the civil unrest in the United Kingdom", "If we cannot prevent the proximity of Neumance and Agnia, we will have to kill and confuse all the kings and leading chiefs of the two countries and decay the power of the country, even in the short term," he explained to Ishur.

"... and as Lord Ishur knows, both countries seem to have quite an excellent figure in the plot. I did a little research, but I couldn't identify it clearly here. I'd like to take care of him now."

Rusla smiled softly as usual, adding:

"Hehe..."

Ishur just laughed lightly and did not answer Rusla's offer or no.

"Ha. What do you say? Can you please"

Rusla narrowed her eyes when she saw Ishur smile and somehow laughed.

"You're a neck hunter. Fine."

Ishur said grinning grossly distorted.

Rusla's request was something Ishl had been thinking about for a long time.

... but I wasn't as complicated as this guy.

I just thought there was one in those two kingdoms that I didn't care about, that I should kill him.

"... so how likely is it that the enemy will set up shadow fighters?

"Shadow warrior, is it? Then you have no choice. Let's give up taking over the king. But the enemy will then solidify and disguise himself around what Lord Ishur calls the Shadow Man with a minister. In that case, let's get rid of them."

Rusla also gave a suspicious look for a moment to the word "shadow fighter" that Ishur said, but soon understood what it meant.

Ishur replied immediately, "Okay," and accepted his suggestion.

Just because you set up a Shadow Warrior, you can't destroy all the soldiers.

Mira and Rifia also went. He looked like he did, but Ishur stabbed the nail before they said anything, "Because I'll do it alone," he said.

I didn't want the two of them to participate in a volatile night raid that would easily be a conflagration.

Then, when the forces of the Kingdom of Agnia began to withdraw from Haral Castle in the middle of the night, Ishur flew from Murdo Castle, first following the forces of the kingdom of Neumance, which had withdrawn earlier.

Silva was left under the guardianship of Castle Muldo in the beheading battle between the two kingdoms, accompanied by Norte, who excelled in reconnaissance, and immediately led him to search for the whereabouts of the enemy forces.

In about a quarter of an hour of flying through the night sky, when the snow began to fall, Norte captured his retreating enemy forces. The forces of the kingdom of Neumance were all night long, southbound down the streets leading to their native land.

Ishur followed the lights of Norte's magic and quickly captured the rear of the enemy's long stretched line.

"Thank you, Norte. Next time, as per the meeting, explore the north."

Norte Hild has been ordered to explore the late retreat of the Royal Agnian Army after this. The country's army should be heading west on the more northern streets.

... Got it. Watch out for the Sword Palace.

Signs of the Spirit of the Wind faded away into the dark. She headed northeast with a wandering Agnia.

"Well..."

Ishur looked down forward and down, staring at Neumance's army retreating on foot.

The enemy forces appear to be marching solemnly through the streets in the woods with tiny pine lights everywhere and sinking black on both sides.

As he lowered his altitude, Ishur flushed around himself, swirling the magical power of the dense wind.

Enemy Magic Instructor, so that you can see it clearly.

Once slowed down, fly along enemy lines to show yourself.

Soon there was agitation running in the longitudinal row of the enemy, and the pine lights swayed in small pieces, and the soldier's screaming voice rose.

and two large chunks of light floated up ahead, attacking Ishur.

Ishur increased his speed slightly, but both altitude and path continued intact. A fireball explodes in front of me and flows backwards.

This was followed by water polo, countless stone rubble (and crumble), and iron spears continuously attacked Ishl. All of that was blocked by the wall of wind magic. Countless magic gleamed around Ishur, various colors and shapes of light blinked, dancing the darkness at night.

Beyond the flash of clash and exploding magic, there were signs of a human horse standing and making noise.

"I've been waiting for that."

The blink of magic lit up Ishur's face with a thin smile.

As Ishur increased his speed, he followed a small group of about ten horseback riders who had left the main unit and escaped.

A powerful wizard has attacked in the rear, if so, the enemy army will try to get the king away first. Or the king will follow his precepts and flee with us.

The castle of Muldo, where they were, is a mountain castle, but the altitude is not so great, and if there are a few, it is possible to raise the horse and enter the castle.

In other words, they fled on a small number of horsebacks, even the Neumans, who are highly identifiable.

When Ishur caught up with a group of horseback riders marching down the street, he created and dissolved numerous iron balls, emitting them red and dropping them one after the other on both sides of the road.

Snow in the wind turned black and shadowed, bathed in red colors and glowed in strange colors.

A few gleams of warm light rose up the street, illuminating the fleeing horseback riding squad from left to right.

On a lonely winter's night, a glamorous light lit up the unpopular streets for a moment.

The red and white cloaks on the horses illuminated the silver glowing armor.

Ishur proceeded to its centre, capturing a man on a white horse.

... I hope you're the real king.

Ishur created a mass of wind magic over his head and threw it at the horseback squad.

At the same time, the night sky is high and rises.

An explosion broke out underfoot, and as the blast burst through from the bottom to the top, Ishur twisted his body and flipped, beginning to fly towards the northern sky.

Agnia is next......

Illuminated by the magical light of his own emission, the white snow that draws the tail of the delicate light passes in front of him.

Clouds hang low in the night sky, and the forest sinks deep into the darkness.

No one, it's a cold, quiet night.

Eventually one fluorescent flame familiar to the other side lit up small.

# 7 Antilla Palace Attack

A few days after that night, it was snowing today from daylight.

Ishur stood at the southern end of the walls surrounding the city of Antilla and dropped off Cecilia and her children, who would be sent back to the king's capital.

The escort was part of the Knights of the House of Beirvald and the Knights of the Royal Antilla of Ladis, about a hundred horsemen, and in addition to the Cecilians, the deposed Demetrio and the ministers and some servants who were serving her were also to be repatriated.

Ishur wrote to Henrik that night when he comforted Petra and Marya, Rifia and Mira, Nina, seriously, with all his might and managed to calm them down, shortly after the incident that took place between the sights of Antilla Palace.

The letter addressed to Henrik stated that even if he had no choice but to strip the children of Demetrio of his right to inherit the throne, he would also tell him that he might be wounded by the kingship of Petra, which would later leave a variety of evil roots to be executed, and that he would condone his tight shallows.

Ishur showed Rusla the text of the letter and begged him to use the “bearded” men to deliver it to the Grand Duke as soon as possible.

Rusla made arrangements as soon as he was comfortable, but Henrik stated his findings that he would not imitate it sooner, even if he was furious inside.

"Nevertheless, Henrik, I envy you for being so clear"

Rusla has said that even the royal ones cannot be roughly treated because Ishur has two magic implements of God, but Ishur says, "That's not all. Because I don't serve the royal family," he said.

"More than that."

And Ishur told him what he was most afraid of.

"What scares me most is that Demetrio's orphans will be assassinated on their way to King's Capital. Even if the Grand Duke doesn't give the order, there may come out a man who will lead by his will."

Rusla nodded one tough face for the first time there, saying let Cecilia and the children wear numerous “mustache” escorts.

……

Ishur was alone in the walls of Little Snowy Antilla, overlooking a line traveling lonely to the king's capital.

That carriage of horseback riders and servants will include a multitude of shadow-workers and will provide a solid escort for the Cecilians to the Wang capital.

But that's why they were pathetic.

They planted their anger between the sights and rubbed their humiliation in. That made me feel unspeakably lonely again.

"Hurry up, Mr. Ishur. It's time to start."

From behind, Romir, who had previously erased the signs, called out.

I have an important story ahead of me, so Petra and Rusla are calling me. Other meetings with them included the presence of Marya and Rifia and Mira, as well as the Duke of Beervald and Count Olgren.

"Okay."

Ishur glanced at Cecilia's line as she prepared to leave in front of the southern castle gate, turning her back and descending the castle wall with Romir with few words.

……

Ishur slightly dropped his shoulder and sighed as he was led into one of the rooms of Palazzo Antilla, the supper room.

The evening room, united by warm tea-based colors, was lit by fire in the back fireplace and the candlestick on the tabletop was lit by candles despite the daytime.

The outside light entering through a window lining one side of the room was weak, the interior felt heavy and dim.

It also seemed to have something to do with the face that was lined up indoors.

At the large rectangular table in the center, Petra was seated in the back, Rusla next to the right, Marya next to the left, followed by Rusla on the right side of Petra followed by the Duke of Beirvald, Count Olgren and Count Aeren, Marya's father, and Rifia, Nina and Mira on the left.

... Are you even here for Nina?

Ishur was summoned by a butler and sat opposite Petra, in a seat opposite her.

I don't mind the last seat. I don't care.

But is this some kind of counseling or something you're going to start with?

Ishur took care not to give a suspicious look and looked over at the faces that lay at the heavy table.

I was concerned about Lifia and Mira looking stiff, which they don't usually show.

Ishur watched Rusla for a moment.

... This is rooted for them too. Am I the only one who hasn't been informed in detail...

Ishur followed with a glance at Marya.

You, Marya. You set this up?

"Ishur, I'm sorry I called you on purpose."

Petra talks to Ishl at her usual rate.

"No."

Ishur also blew up his greetings to the faces surrounding the table and went on to say:

"What are the requirements? About me?"

I feel like I somehow know what the Petras want to say and what they're going to demand.

... That's all I said. I made a statement of intent.

In some cases, you can't just do that.

"Ugh, um. That's what happened."

Petra grabbed hold of it a little and said it.

"I already have a copy for Lord Mila Dielard. In the name of Lord Salomon..."

"Oh ho."

Marya coughed up and stopped Petra.

"You know, Ishr"

Marya rides herself over and stares at Ishur.

"I want Ishur to stay on the north line for a while."

Ishur's eyes are opened wide for a moment, and narrowed.

"Hey, I told you..."

"Excuse me! I just need a month. I want you to stay in Baltar for the rest of the winter month next year, when there will be snow on the western side of the mountain, and you will be in charge of protecting the kingdom."

Rusla suddenly stood up and bowed his head to Ishur, who had fought furiously.

"I'd like to ask you to do it from me, too"

"Please, Lord Ishur."

The Dukes of Beervald and Olgren, who sit on the right from Ischl, have all bowed their heads.

"No, that's troublesome"

Ishur said it cold, sharply, without even knowing that the grand aristocracy of his age was aligned and he bowed his head.

Lifia, Mira looks grumpy and doesn't say anything. Nina looks bitterly smiling for some reason.

As a matter of fact, you don't have to ask Ishr to return to the King's capital right away.

Petra looked around there and stayed between.

"Well, that's not the idea of a concubine..."

"Lord Ishur, in fact, it was decided early in the year that Henrik's reign ceremony would take place."

Rusla's voice is unusual, trembling with tension.

"Hey..."

Reign ceremony. Henrik takes the throne...... Wouldn't it be too soon?

Ishur looked around with a glimpse.

"What is the determination of Joel's, the fallen lords?

… It was after the defeat of the King's army led by Marius III to Yuri Olura that the Lords around Yoel in the northeast of the King's capital fell back to the United Kingdom army. If their pacification isn't over, it's not very much, but we can't have a reign ceremony or anything.

"That's in the middle of something right now. As soon as the North Line recapture report arrives, it will be over."

said Count Olgren in a dead, wild voice.

"It is now crucial to stabilize the interior of the kingdom a little faster. Henrik will rush the reign ceremony with it."

and go on to Count Aeren.

"... well, that's"

Right, so Mira was in Salomon's name, or something?

"If it's a reign ceremony, we have to sit in line, too. Well, Hanes leaves it with a cautious meaning. I mean, Lord Ishr, that's what this is all about."

"I will also leave my second son behind. Inevitably, however, the defense of the North Line has to be thin. This neighborhood usually has snow since the month of winter passed. With snow, enemy attacks will be extremely difficult."

The Duke and Count Olgren went on to say:

"Oh, you know. Me and my master will stay."

and Nina.

Nina is the only one with a soft expression.

……

Ishur looked at Rifia for a moment.

Its neat side is faceless and looks in a terrible mood.

Is that what Rifia and Mira have always been on top of Buddha......

As Lord of the Borderline House, Riffia had to sit in Henrik's reign ceremony for the Holy King's family and for Salomon.

So Rusla stood, talking to Ishur.

"Lord Ishur, will you be in line for the reign ceremony?

Rusla has a delightful, sad, indescribably complicated face.

"... cum"

Is that what you mean?

Ishur accidentally bit his lip.

Sure, sure, I don't want to be part of an impromptu ceremony. It's not like Henrik has a grudge. I don't even hate it. But what would I be treated like if I attended something like that?

Much as the “sword of the kingdom”, a hero who shot Yuri Olura and expelled the United Kingdom from the northern line... I mean it must be lifted and hustled up...

You can't do that. I definitely don't want to attend a festival or anything like that.

Both inside and outside the kingdom, up and down, you'll see that I served the Ladis royal family.

... Got hit. Rusla took one.

These men already know that Maryas have no interest in power and want to keep a certain distance from what I think of royalty and nobility. It was taken backwards.

Well, I know they think it's good for me, too, and they don't mean anything bad...

It is also certain that he was made antiquated by the constant saying that he wanted to return to the King's capital as soon as this war was over.

I can't go back to King's Landing until Henrik's reign ceremony is over.

Well, let's go home somewhere on the stomach, for example, in the village of Bersch...

No, I can't help it like that. In fact, I want to go back to my hometown, but on the North Line or in the Wang Capital, I don't have enough time to come and go. There's too much distance.

Besides, if Balstal is going to be thin, you should definitely have me...

I didn't expect Henrik's reign ceremony to take place so soon.

I thought maybe next spring.

I really didn't know you'd be stuck in a castle fortress in the north for a month.

"Blue Sky Thunder means this?"

Ishur looked up to heaven with a glimpse.

In my sight, I could just see the dull ceiling.

"I will return to this land as soon as the reign ceremony of His Highness Henrik is over."

"Neither do I. I'll be right back on the north line."

Ishur of disappointment left the supper room, and Rusla told him that when the Dukes left the room, Mira and Rifia would first use their strength to declare.

"Hmm, can't you help it? Let me tell you something about the Royal Library."

"I don't have a choice."

Petra and Marya dropped their shoulders and said.

"But Lord Salomon's letter was quick. Isn't it time you wrote to Lord Mira before Ishur fought Yuri Olura? Don't be alarmed."

... Salomon said something similar.

And Mira thought, but she didn't put it in her mouth.

"than that, Lord Nina."

Refia turns her sharp gaze to Nina.

……

Everyone's gaze concentrates on Nina.

"Oh, that."

"You mustn't hurry up. Nina."

Marya speaks to Nina.

"By order. You should keep an eye out for any worse bugs in Ishr."

Petra said in a low voice.

"Yes... Petra Sama"

Nina snorts with a powerless grin.

... Are you referring to me as a bad bug?

And Mira thought, but she didn't put this in her mouth either.

"Oh. And you're pathetic, Ishur! Alone in such a cold, nothing."

Mira told him to sing up momentum so that he could shake off the thought.

...... Mr. Ishl is not alone. I am here.

And Nina thought, but she didn't put it in her mouth either.

"That's right!

Mira shouted with her hands together in front of her chest.

"From now on, I will comfort you with Ishr"

"Oh, right. I'll comfort him, too."

Refia takes a seat.

"Wait. So is the concubine! In my last glance, Ishur comforted me very gently. Now it's your turn to comfort the concubine."

"I can't help it"

Petra and Marya also take their seats.

"Wait. I'm first!

Mira also took a seat and headed towards the door.

Everyone left the dining room with the sleaze.

"Yeah. Well, so am I."

The last remaining Nina takes a seat with an extra look.

Nina left the room and no one was in the supper room.

In the deserted room, the fireplace cleared up and the noise rang.

I heard burnt firewood crumble.

It stopped snowing for some time outside and a bright sun was shooting through the window.