Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

The Ishurs continued their investigation the following day in the National History Browsing Office.

The next day, on the third day, Ishur suggested to Mira and the others, "Let's take the day off".

Mira and Rifia have separate mansions in the King's Capital. They have not yet returned to their respective mansions since their arrival in the king's capital, nor have they shown their faces to their servants.

That day, the two accepted Ishur's suggestion, and Mira accompanied Lucia, who remained unchanged and served on the side, and Refia headed to her own mansion, single, every one of them.

Ishur was invited by each of them to go to a separate residence with him, but he said "I have a personal use" and said no.

Nina looked at Ishur, who refused to invite the two of them, and guessed something, saying, "Today I will serve the royal palace" and went back to the East Palace.

Ishur called Romir when he was alone in his living room.

"I want to go to the rear palace and see Marya. Can you do something?"

Marya usually lives in the back house with Petra.

I used to go through the rear palace when I confronted Yuri Olura, but now it's normal time, naturally, Ishur can't go in there. Even if we can get to the front of the rear palace building, the inner castle gate on the way cannot pass by Ishur alone. It's easy to jump over the walls, but it could be a commotion or a problem later.

"Eh. That's..."

Romir looked blatantly bewildered when Ishur asked him to.

"Do something there. Please, Romir."

When Ishur ate down and asked him in, Romir went out of the room saying "no more" or "you have no choice," and he didn't come back for a while.

After about half an hour Romir brought Evan back to Ishur's room to see what had happened.

"Ishur, can I help you?

"Oh yeah...... I want to go to the back house now. I want to see Marya."

"Okay. Come to me."

Ishur headed to the rear palace about after Evan. When I left the living room, I said, "Romir, that's just great. Thank you," he said in a disgusting face.

Romir is a squire followed by Ishl from the old Grand Duke when he leaves Frontera, but it wasn't actually just his job to look after himself. Romir was born in the Knight's House, with swordsmanship skills, and while also serving as an escort for Ishur, it was his role to monitor him. So Romir also had a connection to the royal “mustache”.

Between the west palace and the center of the royal castle, such as the royal palace and the rear palace, there is a castle wall that forms an inner contour. In addition, the inner contour of the royal castle, by virtue of its location, covered with stone the slopes of a hill a step higher in the centre, making it the inner walls of the inner contour.

There was not so much difference between the West Palace and the Royal Palace, during which time it was separated by a wall about twenty long steps (skull, about 13 m) high.

Ishur, guided by Evan, went through its west gate into the inner realm of the royal castle.

The West Gate was also damaged by Yuri Olura's siege.

The top of the left and right gate tower, the wooden part, blew up, or burned down, and one of the doors of the kannon opening fell, blocking the place with a wall that bound the whole thickness. One door was safe and now open. Two full-body armored guards stood inside and outside the gate, each with a spear in his hand.

Same as the other day when he entered the royal castle, even at this time Ishur passed through the West Gate without taking any of them.

As soon as you pass through the castle gate, take the cobblestone path that leads to the royal palace and enter the trail to the south.

As I climbed the gentle slopes, I could occasionally see, among the well-shaped trees, the servants' quarters, the warehouses, etc. The area was covered on one side by the dull weeds of winter.

The sky is flooded with sunlight between the clouds, and I don't feel so cold.

Ladislaus, the king's capital, lies in the middle of the continent, so much south of Balstal, but inland and at slightly higher altitudes, it can never be said to be warm. However, the past few days have been good and the night has been cloudy, the sun is out during the day and temperatures have increased for the winter, with mild weather.

"I'm glad the war is over.... maybe it doesn't really matter to you."

Shadow work has different jobs. For Evan and others, battlefield intelligence is only a temporary task, which would otherwise be the main task of royal escorts and noble insiders.

……

Evan didn't say anything but smile lovingly.

"Hmm?"

Ishur looked sideways at Evan like that and did his gaze ahead.

Behind a small open space spreading down the haystack, there were several figures. Three young men in aristocratic attire, plus one maid.

The men are surrounding the maids and talking about something.

I don't even know the look on their faces, but it doesn't convey a very good feeling.

"What's that? Are you kidding me? You're a little bit of a maid."

"... sounds like it"

"What about them?

"Probably under Secretary of the Interior, around the corner apprenticeship."

When Ishur glanced at Evan again, he looked subtle and seemed a little hard to say.

"The point is, you're back at work, and you're catching a maid?

It's not like I'm free to work at this hour. Of course, if you're free, you can put your hands on the maid, etc.

"Yes, I thought you were right. Those are the second and third sons of the nobility of the King's capital, who are never of low stature..."

Evan clouds his mouth.

Ishur said, distorting the edge of his lips.

"I mean, they grew up in a pussy, and they don't like to work, and they're clamming women? In this royal castle? During the day?"

And I still can't heal my battle wounds, at a time like this.

"Well, you know what?"

... The more men surrounding the maids, the younger they all look.

A little lower than me, or higher. When it comes to the Secretary of the Interior's takeover apprenticeship, that would be about the age.

And it's natural to have a good family. Undertaking means being a secretary, a secretary. That is the Secretary of the Interior's, if not his, status.

But if it is also the second son, the third son, if he is not good, if he is not serious, he will not be the official secretary, the understudy.

The point is, they dropped out, is it going to be a fallout?

"You mean nobody can pay attention to them, pretend not to look at them. You're a royal palace, too, you know."

Ishur lost interest or missed his gaze.

That maid is pathetic, but it's not what I found out. This is everyday tea and rice, even in the city, if it's bad for the gala. It's not about caring anyway.

"Shall we go? I want to avoid making a scene too."

……

Second, I feel Evan's gaze and look at his face, tilting his neck to the side and even smiling thinly.

It would be about the same degree of nobility who can warn them to "stop," or otherwise Christina, who has become a royal maid head.

……

Ishur took a few steps toward the men and glanced at them from afar.

The distance is about eighty long steps (skull, about 60 m). Ishur and the young men, there is nothing that separates them from the maids. It's an empty space with a gentle slope of one side of the sesame grass, and there's just wood, abandoned wood and cuttings on the edge.

Eventually I noticed Ishl's gaze, or the men came all the way and turned their faces from the maid.

Ishur and the men gaze at each other.

The men immediately turned away, and when they exchanged words with each other about something, they unraveled the maid's enclosure, disappearing to the west of the vacant land, towards the inner walls of the castle.

A maid of honor thanked the Ishurs and walked to the one with the servant's quarters in the back.

"Let's go"

When Ishur called out to Evan, he walked out toward the rear palace.

"Those guys, you tried to pull me off quietly. I thought you might want to eat here."

Evan dresses as a typical Royal Palace junior official or nobleman, wearing a darker brown jacket than usual.

Ishl has a white shirt with a scorched tea vest and trousers and a black leather coat. There are also slightly different impressions of the same black leather, eye-catching gloves on the left hand side, but they should have been at a distance from them and not so noticeable.

... Neither Evan nor I, no matter what you think, are dressed as high-ranking nobles. It's just that mine may look unusual in the royal palace. Were they wary of the area?

"Didn't you feel any signs of impatience from Master Ishur? Because they're sensitive to that."

Evan has said that, too.

"Didn't they warn you? They know about beards, don't they?

When Ishur said back, Evan again gave a thin grin and answered nothing.

The two continued on the road, and as they passed between the last well-maintained trees, they went out to the front of the rear palace on the white wall.

On the left, on the north side, you can see the royal palace at the end of the line of implants in the cobblestone. The posterior palace is on the right, on the south.

Evan stayed put and went inside through the front entrance and exit of the rear palace. Guards stood at both ends with two kannon opening doors lined up, but they said nothing.

... okay? Get inside.

Ishur also followed Evan inside with his neck clenched.

Once in, it was a big blowout hall up to the second floor. On both sides are stretched stairs leading upstairs. It is a common construction of large mansions and palaces. The floor sounded high with marble and shoes.

"Until this hall, even men can enter with the permission of the Secretary of the Interior."

Evan looked around and said.

"So now I am. Keep turning back the way you came on your way home. You can get through the West Gate without a problem."

Evan glanced at the shadow that appeared in the back of the hall, then said so and thanked him, turning his face to Ishur, and left the rear house.

"Thanks"

As Ishur spoke to Evan's back and looked back in front, one woman in a black dress approached her.

"Welcome, Master Ishr Bersch"

When the woman said so, she led Ishur to a bench arranged beside the stairs.

"Marya told me you'd be here any minute. Please wait."

"Okay."

As soon as Ishur nodded to the woman and sat in the back chair, she could see signs of a few people approaching from the back of the second floor.

"Ishl!!

Petra's bright voice echoed into the hall as the signs of the people began to descend the stairs.

Petra...... You didn't call. [M]

As Ishur rose out of her chair, the woman drooled her head back, and Petra rushed over with a chick. Marya and the Marido sisters continued from behind.

"Have you found a clue about Malefiore?"

"No. Not yet."

Still three days into the history of the kingdom, I haven't found any statements about Malefioa, any clues to my place.

"Really. Too bad."

"You talked about it yesterday. Because the investigation hasn't gone that far yet. I'm about to."

And, Marya.

Well, Marya will be reporting to Petra.

"Hmmm......"

Petra gives her mouth.

"Petra wanted to ask Ishr directly. Maya."

Lilina's soft voice from behind.

"Lilina, Ira, it's been a long time"

"Good day, Ishr."

"Uhm. Thank you, Lord Ishur"

When Ishur greeted the Marido sisters, Lilina, Marido also returned with a full smile.

The two have blouses on top and bottom of white with embroidered gold thread, each showing a red purple and blue scarf on their collar, with a slender long sword. Even if it wasn't heterosexual, perhaps from the same sex, it was a falling in love appearance.

"What do you say, Ishur? We're going to have tea in the back."

... Huh?

Lilina laughs lusciously, "Well, hehe," Ira dyes her cheeks and strengthens her face.

"No, you can't let me in the back."

When Ishur dropped his shoulder and said, Petra said, "Isn't that good? That's about it ~" she nibbled and said.

... this guy. What's that? Are you willing to make even a fait accompli?

Set aside the fact that it's a punishment, it could really be considered a "fait accompli” if Petra and I go inside the backyard.

I'll just cut this place off.

……

Seeing Marya's face, she stared back with a serious look, either because she had already heard through Evan that she wanted to "see Marya".

"Petra, I'm sorry. I want to talk to Marya alone today."

Ishur also turned his gaze from Marya to Petra and said, making a serious face.

And again, firmly, I stared into Marya's black eyes.

"Marya. I need to ask you something about Sonier Papeek, the Jeremiah's Librarian"

There are thin clouds on the sun.

The winter sun is beginning to roll early in the afternoon.

Ishur lured Marya (of sorts) and even came to the vacant land where the young nobles had earlier hooked up their maids.

Petra sent them out without saying anything when Ishur gave Sonier Papeek's name, and went straight back to the back of the rear palace.

Ishur went off the trail, toward the edge of the vacant land, in front of the ancient trees of Shu, and turned to Mary, who followed him from behind.

"Marya, did something happen with that scribe in the past? Can you tell me about it?"

Ishur stared at Marya and tried and said in a calm voice.

"Mmm..."

Marya, for a moment, was a breeze that diverted her attention from Ishur, but she immediately glanced at me.

There is a slightly different light in her eyes.

... that light. What's that?

"Sonier was a little from the time we were born"

Marya's usual, tongueless remarks.

……

Ishur smiled unexpectedly. Marya's story has begun.

The hour goes back exactly to just before Mary was born. At the time, just before the birth of one daughter, Petra, between Henrik and Valentina, Petra's nanny candidate had the names of two women.

One is Countess Aeren, Tiona. Slightly earlier than Valentina, she was due to give birth to a third child.

The other is Baroness DeCruz, Reeja. The other day, she was giving birth to her first child.

Tiona's third child, scheduled to give birth, was later Marya, and Reeja's first child was Sonier.

"After all, my mother was great for Petra's nanny."

Tiona was the Countess and Baroness Reeja more caring, more stately, and that, due to some political circumstance in the royal palace at the time, the Count Aeren family, the local lord, was chosen. The Baron DeCruz family was an urban nobleman.

"But my mother, Tiona, and Baroness Decluth, Rija, interviewed Valentina, seemed to like my mother most of all."

Marya then became Petra's milk sister. They were very different personalities, Marya and Petra, but for some reason they were strangely equine and friendly.

While spending time with Petra from his childhood, Marya gave up the Fire Fairy Wand, a family heirloom of the Earl of Aeren family, from her father, Lorugo, and apprenticed to Hallam Lyusi, the court magician of fire.

Just around the same time, Sonier also became a disciple of Renori Gunfon, the court magician of water, and Marya and Sonier began to follow the same path to the court magician.

Soon, Sonier learned about the causes surrounding Petra's nanny, her own mother and Mary's mother, and sometimes became persistently involved, such as when they faced each other in the royal castle as magician apprenticeships.

Marya didn't know that at the time and had no quarantine or malice towards Sonier, but Sonier seemed to have a one-sided confrontation, hostility towards Marya.

When those two turned fifteen and finally became regular court magicians from apprenticeships, there was one decisive case.

At the time, the heavy town of the court demon mentor, the wind demon mentor Semus Alerid as a powerful man, and the fire demon mentor of the master of Marya, Hallam Riluci, and the water demon mentor of the master of Sonja, Renori Gunfon, were called the royal Sanjie and were seen as the rightmost wingers of the next court demon mentor candidate.

The three magicians, the wind, fire and water, have rivaled and competed with each other for many years, but especially the fire hallum, the water renori, have long been unfamiliar and had several troubles in the past.

"Fire and water, because God is not close either. Human wizards are often unfriendly, too."

As usual, Marya ran out of brevity.

"Oh. I guess so, I knew it"

... There are certainly stories of Balhel, the god of fire, and Fiore, the god of water, causing a quarrel. But I don't think I can be very sure that it's the same for human fire and water wizards...

But in the meantime, Ishur kept the gavel.

"They argued in a booze seat..."

Just around the time the next chief court magician was decided over the royal family, the two unfriendly magicians were in a certain liquor table, which became a fierce argument about which of each other's most disciples was stronger.

The best disciples were Marya and Sonier. Their masters did not deduct from each other because of the near election of the next chief court magician, and it also affected whether it was a booze seat, and they decided to actually let the two fight to decide which statement was right.

Harram and Renori officially offered the Royal Family a one-on-one mock match, a match between Marya and Sonier through the head of the Magic Guide. Permission went right down, and a few days later a simulated battle between the two men took place at a squad field inside the royal castle.

The match between Mary and Sonja was to let the covenant spirits fight each other directly, and the two turned to the spiritual support. In their previous reputation, the two were seen as mutually or somewhat in Marya's favor, but when the game actually started, Sonja and her water sperm overwhelmed Marya and her fire sperm Vescortino all the time, and Sonier won.

Though Mary was defeated so quickly that her master and many of the magicians present were not in doubt, Sonier's demonstrated strength was evident, and she was blessed and honored by many, including her master Renori.

Later, however, Renori Gunfon notified the head of the magic guide that there had been an injustice in the earlier mock battle, and Sonier DeCruz's victory was to be undone.

On the day of the match, Sonier did not use his own magic fixtures, but the magic fixtures of the water system that his master Renori owned separately from his own. Sonier was unauthorized by her master to possess more powerful magic equipment than she had, and came to a match with Marya.

Other disciples were witnessing Sonier bring out his master's magic equipment on his own, and the disciple told Renori the circumstances. He pursued Sonier harshly and offered honestly to the Chief Mage without covering up when she admitted the fact.

In this case, Renori Gunfon, master of Sonier, resigned from the position of court magician and broke down Sonier Decluse.

Sonier's disgrace was deadly, and her father, Baron DeCruz, banished her from the clan. After that, Sonier was to be named Papeek, now a family name that had ceased to exist on the far edge of her mother.

But the baron, working everywhere behind him to protect his own daughter, managed to push her into the royal scripture apprenticeship where she should have also been banished from the king's capital.

The royal secretary, especially the one in charge of the library of historical kings, is a very special position.

All the clerks have individually assigned libraries and basically do not manage other libraries. While I was a clerk, I also did not move to another department. For the most part, one clerk is assigned to a library, under which one or two apprentices are named. Both clerks and apprentices shall be prohibited from leaving the library for a certain period of time, and shall refrain from private contact with friends, acquaintances and relatives while they are clerks. It is the same for heterosexuals and cannot be married to both men and women.

In other words, contact with the outside world is significantly restricted while you are the royal secretary. provided, however, that the apprentice may retire or resign if he or she becomes a member of the apprenticeship and acquires the same knowledge as an active clerk and is able to carry out his or her duties. Upon retirement, he is awarded the Honorary Knight and is also allowed to marry on condition of residence in Wang Du.

Naturally, even after retiring, there is a duty of confidentiality regarding the Royal Library, and anything that breaks this will be executed as a sinner or assassinated without question by the Shadow One.

The royal secretary was thus present in the life of the person in question, a great constraint in his life, which sometimes made him guilty but unable to bring him to justice formally, a place of detention for you with wacky circumstances that could not be put on the table, and also a place of escape.

Noble children and others who caused problems and became scribes of the Royal Library are not allowed to leave the city even after retirement, and are given only two options: to become clerics or to remain scribes until death.

"It's not her father who pushed Sonier into the Jeremiah's Library scribe apprenticeship, it's also said to be Renori Gunfon, who was her master. Sonier's parents, at the time her injustice was revealed, banished to chase her away for fear of exhaustion in the Baron's house, after which, of course, they allegedly broke up any relationship to help her.... maybe this one is more right"

"I see..."

Soon the shadows of the grass trees are long and stretched east.

Ishur sighed loudly as he turned his gaze to his foothold.

He then raised his face and turned to the changing color of the sky.

"The girl's got herself mixed up in an affair and her own passion."

Ishur looked up to heaven and told him to whine.

The Jeremiah's Library is probably the perfect place to keep Sonier connected like that.

"Yeah......"

Marya nodded quietly.

When I drop my gaze on her face, that light in those eyes is not gone yet.

"Marya was pretty angry with that scribe when Capino Gillette was killed, wasn't she? You remember the mock fight with him."

Ishur was a little overwhelmed, but I asked him straightforwardly.

……

The light of Marya's gazing eyes grew stronger.

"No, I'm not. Sonier was clearly pleased with the death of Lord Gillette. He died so cruelly, he was joyful."

"You looked like you did it," Marya continued.

I couldn't forgive that.

Marya strayed from Ishur's gaze and stared away somewhere.

"That was the same face you had when you won the game with me. At that time I knew immediately. He says he's using someone else's more powerful water magic."

"... what do you want me to do?

Ishur said without any concern. Nature and such dialogue emerged.

"Do you want me to kill that woman's scribe? You want me to save you?

"Killing the royal secretary is a felony, isn't it? Or can you really save him?

Marya grinned thinly and stared at Ishur again. The light in his eyes shook slightly.

"I can't save you"

Ishur turned off his expression and answered briefly.

"In Sonier's case, killing and saving would be synonymous."

And I had a terrible grin.

"Sonier Papeek is the one who's been stuck in the Jeremiah's library."

……

Marya nodded small.

"I can't get rid of the royal library. You can't erase her delusions."

Marya smiled lonely at Ishur's words.

That's when the wind came up from beneath a hill in the royal palace.

Ishur held Mary's shoulder to protect her from the wind and began to walk towards the rear palace.

Sending Marya to the rear palace, Ishur headed to the west gate of the inner contour.

The sun is finally leaning and the area is stained with sunset. Even when he left the gate, Ishur was told nothing by anyone.

Upon exiting the West Gate to the exterior, towards the right, to the north, is the building that serves as the centre of the West Palace, where the Secretary of the Interior runs, and on the left, to the south, is the hall that welcomes the lords and foreign envoys where the Ishurs reside.

The two buildings were connected by a communication passage on the second floor, with arched bridge legs on the ground floor so that they could pass towards the back. Ishur wandered under the contact line and tried to enter the inn from behind.

There were officials, servants and maids coming and going around.

……

Immediately after creeping through the castle gate, Ishur noticed signs of the hiding lurking of a few people in the shadows that sank in black, beneath its contact line, but passed before them pretending to be unfamiliar.

"Hey, wait."

Just beyond the crosslinking of the communication passage, a voice was heard by Ishur from the shadow behind him.

Turning around, on the way to the rear palace, a threesome appeared hooked up with a maid in an empty space in the inner contour.

"... what? Can I help you?"

To his overly clichéd demeanor, Ishur said, biting off a laugh all the time at the dumb of the three young nobles.

"You were staring at us earlier, weren't you?

The shortest man in the threesome stepped forward and said.

He was a man who still looked like a boy, probably one or two years younger than Ishl, with a scuffle around his nose.

"Oh, was I?

Ishur happened to distort the corner of his mouth. I laughed and my voice trembled a little.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?

"Who are you? Are you some country lord's squire?... that would be the place"

The second tallest man showed awesome, and the oldest of the three, or the longest man who looked one or two older than Ishur, said at the end.

The long-sleeved man glanced at the southerly hall, speculating that Ishur was “a follower of the country lord”.

... I see I might look like that.

Ishur nodded in his heart.

Evan had a different view, apparently. Even if I put out something like magic or killing, these guys don't know.

"What housekeeper are you?

The first man to speak came casually to his face.

This man already seems to have determined Ishur to be a follower of the country lord. I come to a clear glance of contempt.

"Anywhere would be fine.... Those are troublesome people."

Ishur said as the dialogue stood, looking troublesome.

"Ki, you!

A man with a face raises his hand and tries to grab the collar of Ishur's shirt.

……

For a moment, Ishur's eyes opened and a grin appeared on his mouth.

"What are you doing there, my lords?"

Suddenly, a riddle of voices emanated from behind the men. Woman's, high voice.

"Hmm?"

They all turned around and were surprised that their jaws just didn't come off.

There is one beautiful girl with silver hair, standing.

The men seemed to know who the silver-haired woman was.

"Hey, Refia. You're back."

As Rifia came out of the building on the north side of the West Palace, she immediately noticed Ishur and the men.

Shortly afterwards, when she dyed her eyes slightly red, she activated the magic of acceleration modestly, quickly moving to the back of the men. While moving quickly, the signs of magic were also well erased.

It was an instant event, but naturally, Ishur saw everything.

"Refia Behm, Borderline Bob..."

The tallest man told me to groan.

The Behm Border House is an associate duke's character. In addition, she hits the younger brother of the king of previous generations, the grandson of Klaez. Coupled with her martial name, she couldn't have been properly fattened that she would be the prestigious younger brother of a city nobleman.

No, more than that, the men had already been beaten down by the beauty of Lifia in close sight.

"Woe to you."

Ishur dropped his shoulder and whispered.

"… so I urge you to read the national history with caution in the words written here. If you find a statement that interests you, let us know."

When Refia pressed "OK," the three men honestly replied "OK."

What was that attitude yesterday? I don't think he's the same person. It seemed different.

"No. You can be a little late, so read it with a good grasp of what's going on."

Ishur pinched his mouth from the side and glanced at the men sitting in a well-behaved line on the desk.

"Okay, so"

"Oh."

Ishur glanced and nodded at Rifia.

"In the meantime, as I read the numbers, I will somehow know between the lines that have not been written. National history is an official record. Sometimes important things don't even dare be described. If you read more, you'll see the details of the royal government. I think this will help your future."

"Wow, okay."

"Yes, sir"

When Ishur turned to the men, they replied as they ate.

I teased my neck and shook it vertically many times.

"Well, ho. That's Ishr."

Mira put the back of her hand on her mouth and laughed softly.

The trio, in tall order, said their names Jane Tazine, Serge Rodone and Lillian Rasppede. They were all urban aristocrats of the King's Capital, three boys of the Count's family, and, as Evan said, they were underwriters under the authority of the Secretary of the Interior.

Even though they were famous, the three boys, they were not unplanned and better than the other apprentices, they were not motivated by us, and there was no one to be scrupulously careful when they retraced. So I wandered around the corner of the royal castle from day to day, hooked up my maid and comforted her with boredom, crushing her spare time.

Upon learning of their circumstances, Rifia has suggested to Ishl that he be forced to add to the investigation of national history on Malefioa.

Jane and the three others have not even worked, nor are they expected. On the other hand, we have to look at the history of the country, which says there are hundreds of books to investigate Malefioa, and if we have the manpower, we want as much.

Ishur did not disagree, but did not agree, leaving it to the will of Jane and others.

They naturally shook up in fear when they found out who Ishur was. At first I was greatly confused, but I decided not to accept and respond to Lifia's persuasion and her beauty.

The next morning, when I went to the National History Browsing Office, there were not only Refia, Mira, Marya, Nina and other beautiful girls with a lot of grains, and Jane and the others were motivated.

Lifia went out with Marya in the morning to see the Secretary of the Interior and made him accept to borrow Jane and three others.

Thus a new face was added, and much progress was made in Malefioa's investigation.

Ishur stopped visiting the Jeremiah's Library that day and extended it the following afternoon.

... Standing in front of a corridor touring the Royal Library makes me feel strange.

Between the meadows and the low trees, the library of the ancient kings built independently. In the meantime, a white old stone corridor sweeps through. At one point they bend at sharp angles, and at one point they draw loose curves to connect each other's buildings.

Ishur stepped into the corridor, one step. Walk slowly to the back.

The neighborhood is completely unpopular. Signs of people feeling sparse in the building are also less moving and their presence is rare.

... somehow, I'm caught in the illusion that I'm walking down Yellow Springs Road...

Instead of Mira and Rifia, who persisted in their impending desire to follow with him, Ishur headed to the Jeremiah's Library alone.

Either way, Ishur is the only one with permission to view the Jeremiah's Library. Besides, I didn't feel compelled to take them to places that were more hilarious and unpleasant than horrible, such as the execution bench in front of the door.

Upon leaving the National History Browsing Office, Ishur was called from behind.

Marya stood in an uneasy face.

"Ishur, get Sonier..."

she said in a small voice. The words disappeared along the way and did not sound to Ishur until the end.

……

Ishur stared silently at Marya's face.

... what Marya wanted to keep saying, would that be "kill me"? Or "let me live"? Or was it the question form, "Do you kill" or "Let it live"?

"Marya, give up on that lady scribe. There's nothing you need to be sick of. He doesn't want the kind of salvation you think he is."

Ishur smiled there and placed her hand on Marya's shoulder.

"You don't have to think about saving anyone or anything."

……

Marya says nothing.

"I won't kill him.... just alive, but I'm sure one day, there might be something good."

"Yeah."

Marya smiling there.

"Bye."

Ishur turned forward and started walking down the hallway in front of the browsing room.

The smile on my face disappears.

... lied. Sure, I won't kill Sonier. I don't feel like it.

But more horrible things to him...

"... Nell"

Ishur called his own wind spirits, Nerlelanke, as he walked down the corridor.

In addition to the escorts of Mira and Rifia, who have lived in the same hall over the past few days, she had also asked somewhat to monitor the Jeremiah's Library.

... Yes, my sword.

Nell's modest voice echoes behind his brain. It's a gentle voice.

"How's the library and that woman?

...... no particular difference. That woman is still in that little hall.

"Okay. Nell is located outside the library building, over the sky. Destroy the enchantment, stray, and other connections. And stop any extra intruders from the outside, and don't let them in.... so that they don't understand the signs. Never go inside the library until I call you."

... Yes, I understand. The sword.

Slightly, Nell's warm and soft presence touches.

It was also an instant, and Nell immediately, completely erased the signs.

……

Ishur climbed a short staircase when he came to the front of the Jeremiah's Library and pressed the knocker on the door.

After a while there were signs of people approaching inside, the door opened and Sonier turned up.

"Welcome, Ishr Bersch. I've been waiting for you."

Sonier's smile deepened. Both ends of the lips were pulled up in a half-moon shape.

"I want to browse King Jeremiah's library from now on. All right?

Ishur said without any feelings, especially without showing any emotions.

"Yes. This way."

Neither does Sonier show a challenging and abusive look like he did before.

Once inside, there is a small hall, followed by a refrain. The windows are small and dim inside. The walls behind the hall are decorated with portraits and things like the talismans of the old cathedral church.

The portrait would be King Jeremiah when he was young. Nothing in particular attracts me. Regardless of the costume, the look is depicted as a mediocre man.

Between refraining, there is a small desk with one chair on the left and right. Indoors are in good condition, but old.

And there was a browsing room behind it.

Inside is the same configuration as the National History Browsing Room, with browsing desks and chairs lined up in front and bookcases lined up in the back.

Compared to the National History Browsing Office, of course, it is as narrow as a lid, and the desk for browsing can sit only about ten people, two rows to the left and right.

And one of the desks was turning into something new.

Sonier Papeek stood between that desk and the bookshelf and said to Ishur, who was nestled at the entrance.

"So which book would you prefer?"

"One of your desks is new. Did Capino Gillette sit at this desk"

"Yes."

Sonier gave a slight colour of abuse and a grin.

That's a lot less restrained then when Capino was killed.

... This is where I want Claus Lehardt's manuscript too, but let's not do it now. Until Bunois Kubade arrives in the King's Capital, you should leave it there. Besides, I may not have finished repairing the fitting yet.

"Hmm...... then ask for a book written about Malefioa"

Ishur smiled and stared at Sonier.

The other day, when Capino Gillette was murdered, this scribe had books about Malefioa and the forest witch Rene, saying things like that.

"Yes, I do. Just one book."

Sonier also said with a louder grin. Her eyes tingle slightly.

As soon as she disappeared into the back of the library, she brought a slightly diluted book the size of which she could hold with one hand.

"This way, sir."

Ishur proceeded into the room, and as soon as he received the book, he let loose the magic of the wind from his palm.

... There is no magical trick in this book. Nothing “catches on”.

……

And I glanced at the cover worn with that black cloth and accidentally leaked a discouraged sigh.

The title of the book reads "Ancient Urk Kingdom Orthodox History/With (Memorandum of Understanding)".

That used to be the same book I borrowed from Desio Buniel in the Sacred Capital.

This book is firmer fitted right now, but it's probably the original or something close to it over there, and this would be a copy.

Ishur scrolled through the page and checked the contents on the spot, raising his face and telling Sonier.

"You've read this before. Maybe this is a better copy."

"Really..."

Sonier let him pull his face for a moment, but he immediately made a smile and said.

"You don't have any other books elaborated on Malefiore"

"Detail? Is there anything else if not more"

"Yes, I think there is. I don't remember all the books in this library, word for word, either, but perhaps this book gives me the idea."

Sonier became a professional face and said in tone.

"Well, not now. Let me check the contents of this book. It may also say something that isn't written in a book I've read before"

Ishur sat in an affordable chair when he said so, opening and reading out a black cloth book.

Through an open little window, a dry breeze blows in on a winter day.

When Sonier retreated to the back, he did not make it slight on the spot, and a strange silence visited the Jeremiah's Library room for about a quarter of an hour.

"Hmm..."

Ishur glanced out the window as he raised his face from the open book.

And I turned my face to Sonier and said:

"This book is the same one I've read before. Just."

In the margins of the last paragraph, there was a writing, in a handwriting different from the person who wrote it.

It said something like, "The great priest of the earth, Dudonne, did not appear in any way in the national history of Urk after this, and questions remain as to whether the Kingdom of Urk could actually crusade Malefioa".

"Written from after this, who's like a run-write? You know who wrote that? Maybe King Jeremiah himself."

This note is quite stylish and masterful in its essence.

"… exactly what Ishur said, King Jeremiah is your own"

Sonier received the book from Ishur, and when he checked the section, he smiled firmly.

"King Jeremiah is also known as the Literary King. In fact, about a quarter of the books in this library will be the work of a literary king. But many of them are memos and diaries."

"Right."

... The Literary King. I remember hearing that somewhere.

"So what about this one? I know it doesn't say anything about Malefioa, but it says something that Ishur cared about."

When did Sonier put it away, he took the books placed on the edge of his desk and showed them to Ishl.

A solid fitting book that is not that big but slightly thicker.

"What?

"It's a retrospective of Baron Lene Bersch, once the sword of Yveda"

"Lene's?

Recap, you say? That grandmother, did you leave something like that behind?

"Yes, it is. Go ahead, Ishr."

Sonier has smiled and offered a book with a brown leather cover.

"Oh."

Ishur peered into the back of Sonier's eyes.

... Now, what tricks do you have?

Should I ask her if she has a king's seal on Lene's recap?

Now at this moment, I don't see the kind of killing in her eyes like this before.

... No, I can't help asking this woman. You could lie, and you could tell right away by putting magic through it when you had it.

Ishur's right hand is offered.

... Every one of them, we have to find out about Lene, the forest witch. I can't avoid it.

On his way to the Wang capital, the old man of the Duke of Oberline, the former court magician at Auckland Castle, Cems Aleride, tangled up in Malefioa and told him, "If you want to know about Lehne, look into the Royal Jeremiah's Library".

... Sonier said something that didn't seem stated, but maybe in Lene's recap...

When Ishur tried to receive the book from Sonier.

There were signs of people rushing through windows that opened only one place.

"What?

Ishur glanced at the window. Two or three hardened......

"Don't come this way."

No response from Nell. She did not stop those who came towards her.

Ishur also headed towards the entrance and exit of the library.

Just exiting between refrains, the entrance and exit doors were suddenly opened without a knock.

"Is Ishur here!

"Master Ishr!

Rifia and Mira face each other in a hurry.

"What's up?

"They found us. Brektas underground temple and Malefiore records."

"Whoa!"

"Come on, let's hurry. Let's talk more in the National History Browsing Office."

Mira glanced at Sonier Papeek behind Ishl for a moment.

"Okay."

Ishur nodded to Mira and turned around and told Sonier.

"If you have a recap of Lene, I'll revisit it it later. Regards."

"Okay, I get it."

Sonier lowered his head slightly, keeping the same smile affixed from earlier.

"─ In the history of the country some eighty years ago, a record was found of the Royal Family sending an investigation team to the Brektas Underground Temple."

Lifia said from the side as she walked down the corridor towards the codification room.

"And now, about ninety years ago, we have a record of sending an investigation team to the underground temple."

And now Mira's voice from the other side.

"What?"

Rifia explains to Ishl, who brings up the look of doubt.

"The first eighty year old record I found contained a statement that, following the dispatch ten years ago, So I looked into the history of the country 90 years ago."

"I see."

I was lucky enough to find it in the potato cradle.

We reached the National History Browsing Office, and when we opened the door, Jane and the other threesomes now approached us with a nervous face.

"Oh, that."

"Yes, Lord Ishr..."

Men who eat with tension and excitement. Nina looked out from the side there. Marya has returned to the rear palace or is not visible.

Nina has looked up at Ishur with a strong light in her eyes.

"The record came out again. About a hundred years ago, Baron Lehne visited the underground temple of Brectas."

……

"Become"

Mira and Lifia raise their voiceless shouts.

"What the..."

Ishur pointed his sharp gaze at Nina.

For a moment, the face of that wrinkled old woman floated.