Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

# 3 Castle on the Lake

Just slight warmth. Just moisturizing.

Shake the meadows and the wind crosses.

The smell of young leaves plunders the tip of my nose.

I look up at the sunlight overflowing from the clouds, with my hands behind my back.

It fades blue, leads through wooden stands with increased luminosity, and steps through the grass bushes.

Ishur is alone, going down a hill that is somewhat sprawling.

The grassland, which stretches southwest of the royal castle, serves as a cavalry for the Knights.

Today, I still don't see a soldier horse.

Ishur looked back at the way he had come, and when he confirmed that no one was there, he stopped, looked out into the sky and felt the wind, trying to hear the footsteps of spring.

……

A sweet, unspoken emotion touches me, like Nerleranke's protest in my heart.

"Hehe."

Ishur gave a small laugh.

The visit of spring hidden in the wind. Nell followed me from behind where I was sharpening my senses to grab it.

"Sword."

She complains in a clearly audible voice.

"I can't do it. Please reconsider. If you don't want humans to know, why don't you stop training now?"

Nell went on to suggest, "If you will excuse me, I will take Master Ishur across the ridge of those western mountains".

"Are you gonna carry me across that mountain?

Ishur looked back and told Nell.

She is floating in the universe with her whole body appearing behind Ishur's back.

"Yes, let's not let the humans notice us if we do it in those rugged mountains"

The two talking mountains from earlier are the North Brektas Mountains stretching north-south to the west of Wang Du.

The peak, probably about seven thousand long steps (skull, about 4,500 m) high, shows its steep appearance at the end of the mountains that follow with the continuous cotton. It is covered in snow all the way around the middle belly of the mountain skin and continues north and south as sharp as a sword cleaves through the blue sky.

"... Nell. If you get to that point, you'll freeze to death. And the air is thin."

"Ahhh. I beg your pardon."

Nell has been upset since earlier.

"You don't have to worry so much about it. If you can deceive me at all, that's fine."

"Yes...... But how helpful..."

Nell told me to whine in a weak voice.

Longer stays at the Royal Castle, Ishur had spent his free time out on the squad, training in running and magic, but today he thought about doing a sword workout of the wind.

Recently, he went out across the city of Rifia and Wang Capital to hit officials in Basim, saying he had joined the Royal Underground Temple Survey as a luggage man. So I met two men, Seguro and Feldar, who were bounty hunters in Canabal, a city with an underground temple.

Their story was about Canabal's former tightening, wanting Basil to help his fellow captured by Basilia, but Ishur felt something man-made there and doubted the intervention of the moon god Lelia for several times.

… If the Moon God's intervention is true, no matter how vigilant it may be, it is never too much.

The only countermeasure I can rely on most is the wind sword, but although the activation speed has increased slightly, I am still unable to add or subtract the activation scale and force.

And if you mean "sword," you should be able to maintain that form, but from the moment it's activated, then even the "slash" state opens up magic, no divine power, towards the subject.

To put it in an extreme way, it can also be said that the "sword of the wind” is almost the same as the existing wind magic, the "blade of the wind god” or the "arrow of the wind god”, whose power has been increased to the extreme. At least the Wind Sword I can use now is.

If we can maintain the form of the "sword” for a short time, if we can regulate the power even more, then fighting Malefioa underground will also be Russian and easier. Easy to fight.

Totally unidentified, but all you have to do is pay for the "curse of God" that hurt Lene, the forest witch, with a controlled “sword of the wind" and then reduce his power and slash him. If you slash it several times, you may be able to expose the "shard of God" and slash and extinguish it itself.

We must somehow get out of the present state of just releasing enormous power and move on to the stage above it......

Ishur said with a grin trying to reassure Nell, the next thing he knew, he suddenly had a tough face.

"This is an order. Even if you can't expect it to work, you have to do it."

"Yes, my sword.... Forgive me. I'll do everything I can, even if I can't help you."

Knowing Ishur's determination, Nell changed his attitude and knelt from the air toward Ishur.

As Ishur came to the workout of the sword of the wind, he asked Nell to block the magic of the sword of the wind and its flashes, reducing it a little and covering it up.

But was it a tricky move even for the great spirit of the wind, when Nell butted in that he was not sure.

Even if Ishur persuaded him to "be at all deceptive," Nell didn't quite say yes, either because the subject was the sword of the wind, the very power of the wind god Yveda.

"That's the intention, Nell. But it's really as good as it can be."

"What a sweet word... I'll do my best, sword!

Nell held his fist firmly in front of his chest.

... the power of the magic fixture of the wind is truly immense. All the spirits of any high rank will do their utmost to see if this is still the case.

Where there was a flame in Nell's eyes, Ishur turned forward and began to concentrate his consciousness more or less.

of meadows surrounded by trees, on a loosely sloped hill.

Intense magic swirls around that corner.

But it wasn't the magic of the wind, it was the magic of gold.

Even though there is no wind, the trees shake, and the meadows ripple.

The golden magic shines warmly around Ishur, and the twirling depression.

Put your hands on your chest and meditate your eyes.

"Knock."

Ishur raised a small groan with a distressed look on his face.

While retaining the magical power of compressed gold around us, he transcends the heavens and the earth on the one hand, transcends the other realm of the Spirit, and reaches out to what lies ahead.

When it touches your fingertips, the sword of the wind activates.

Ishur released his fist from his chest and hoisted it up.

Different forces rush up through the sharpened mind, through the brain.

Come on, ugh......

Right here.

Ishur devoured his teeth and poured the magic of gold into the sword of the wind that formed at the tip of his fist.

The magic power of compressed giant gold, whether iron or not, is sucked into its confines as it makes a call and trembles in an attempt to materialize into this world.

When the sword of the wind is activated, it becomes like a shrine around it, free from all interference.

So Ishur, with the power of the magic fixture of gold, as one with the sword of the wind, was forced to screw the magic of gold, which should be foreign.

The magic power of gold, which has broken through the activated junction of the sword of the wind, is wrapped around the main body of the sword of the wind so that it is sucked into its center, rather once inside.

The magic power of gold instantly becomes steel and materializes when it touches the blade of the wind, and soon afterwards it disappears.

Steel covers the sword of the wind and disappears. In just a few moments, it was repeated continuously, as many times as it seemed infinite.

In the glow of steel being produced and disappearing, the sword of the wind is retained only for a few moments.

More, a little more......

Limits came quickly.

Suddenly the magic flow of gold is cut off and everything is fogged away.

At the same time the sword of the wind opened towards heaven.

The blue and white glow tears the sky apart and rushes towards Jomtien.

Far horizon, a thunderous roar echoes.

The wind danced around Ishur, and the grasshoppers danced high in the sky.

"Gu-ha."

Ishur happened to get on his knees on the ground.

"Ha, ha, ha"

Shake your shoulders wide and breathe.

And he threw himself over the grass bushes.

……

This is tough...... Was it still no good?

Ishur leaned back and looked up at the sky.

A dull water color that spreads in front of you.

Light of a fading wind sword on the other side.

At the edge of its sight, the magical veil of Nell's unfolding wind swayed north.

At the same time that Nell's great magic disappeared, several magical lights lit up in the royal castle.

From among the trees Lifia rushed to follow him, Mira on Sharka's shoulder from the sky.

"Is something wrong, Ishr"

"Master Ishr!

"It's okay......, sorry. I guess I was worried."

Ishur woke up her upper body and gave Rifia and Mira an apologetic grin.

... Again, with Nell's magic, he couldn't deceive me.

They both look down at Ishur worryingly.

"I was working on the wind sword."

"Oh, oh...... I know you used a wind sword."

"Also, you were trying something, Ishur"

"Yeah......"

Ishur broke both legs and put a Walrus on the grass.

... Well, you'd be surprised what happens if you saw the sword of the wind. Nell's magic was also an unnatural thought of the candle.

I put a useless worry on Mira and Rifia......

"Sword."

So Nerlelanke revealed herself overhead.

"It didn't work very well...... I'm sorry."

Nell bowed his head toward Ishl with a sunken look.

"No, that's okay"

Ishur made him smile at Nell.

"Did the Spirit Hall of Ishur do that wind magic thing"

"That means..."

"Oh. The sword of the wind would stand out, wouldn't it? That's why I asked Nell if he could deceive me at all."

Ishur told the two of them what he commanded Nell to do, and what he had tried with his own sword of wind.

"Hiding the sword of the wind would be impossible no matter how many great spirits..."

"I can't believe you use the magic of gold at the same time. Ishr is the only one who can do that."

Listening to Ishur, Lifia told him as if he had been stunned, and Mira admired him as usual.

Mira recognises herself as a praiser of Ishur. She basically doesn't speak ill of Ishur.

"The magic of gold..."

Even Sharka, who was supposed to be vigilant about Nell, squeaked softly.

"I knew it was tough. I guess it was sweet."

Ishur said with a powerless grin.

The sword of the wind will remain if activated, just slash it once and you're done.

If you stick the tip of the blade, the blade of the expanded wind god will be slashed and torn apart. If you stick it straight, the power of the wind god will penetrate at that penetrating point.

I can't maintain the form of the sword while calling it the sword of the wind. In the name of the trade, you can't keep the shape of a sword, but you can't control that power that much.

Maybe there's some way to do it, but if you can't, it's obvious your consciousness will blow up first. It's an instinct, I know it sensibly.

The force application and subtraction can only be adjusted enough to twist the blade and adjust the speed at which it was poked and the size of the movement.

How the hell can we make forces beyond our control possible?

She didn't tell me that much when Yveda descended on the throne of the cathedral's Lord God.

Should we try summoning the wind gods again here?

No...... Yveda will respond, or it's subtle.

The wind gods are whimsical. At that time, she said something like, "I'll see you when I feel like it."

Maybe the chances of a successful summons are pretty low. I know that somehow too.

Besides, if she shows up, I don't know if she can teach me how to freely control the sword of the wind.

The training of the sword of the wind does not depend on Yveda, but must be done on its own. You should feel that way.

So I thought, can't we use other powers to contain the sword of the wind?

The power of the wind sword is mighty. Isolated from other magic. But I have the magic of gold.

If you pull your magic from the other realms of the Spirit of Gold and hit it when the sword of the wind is activated, you can suppress it for a short time, and you wonder if you can maintain the form of the "sword".

The concept of human possession plays an important role in magical expression. There are also wooden swords and bronze swords, but it is still iron and steel swords that everyone associates with “swords". The concept of "the sword is made of steel" reinforces the magic of gold that hits the sword of the wind.

So would the magic of gold work indefinitely to delay or stabilize the activation of the sword of the wind?

So I made sure it was steel when I liberated the magic of gold and I actually tried it...

"Even with my summoned golden magic, the wind sword activation......, no, liberation? Couldn't contain that. I guess I could have delayed it just a little bit."

... Plus, it was all a great drain on my mental power and I just got tired.

"Hmm..."

"Ishr, you couldn't even do that gold magic."

Rifia and Mira both made a difficult face with their arms in front of their chests.

"Sword."

Nell speaks to Ishl, who was rarely and still showing himself.

……

Then Sharka turned her gaze toward the tree toward the east of the squad yard.

A meadow stretches southwest across the border of the Royal Castle's South Palace. Abandoned castles can be seen on the high ground on the east side of that squad yard.

The crumbling walls and towers that hide above the hills and among the trees are where they came out through the hidden underground roads during the showdown with Yuri Olura.

On the south side of its abandoned castle, about down the hill on the right, the road stretches from the East Palace. A horseback riding jumped out of its path surrounded by jungle on both sides.

The chestnut-haired horse had Nina on it.

Oh...

Did you see the sword of the wind in the East Palace? That's right.

Nina is flying quite a horse. I guess I'm in a hurry to see if something's wrong.

It's just salvation that there's no one else coming this way besides her. If the Knights move, I can't even see them.

"Mr. Ishl! Are you all right, sir?

Nina stopped the horse with a brilliant handrail judgment when she came to Ishl's front and called out from the horse.

"Oh, I'm fine"

Ishur said with a bitter smile.

"Ha"

Lifia laughs small on the side.

"Mr. Nina...... on purpose horses"

And Mira's whining.

The East Palace is a distance from here. So I guess Nina came on a horse.

Sharka has the usual faceless face. Nell clouded his expression again.

"Sorry, take it easy. I was practicing the wind sword."

Ishur put his hand behind his head and smiled at Nina powerlessly.

From the land in front of the South Palace, I saw Evan approaching, following several bearded men.

Early the next morning.

Ishur came out to the squad that day, but this time it was hard, and I was just going to run and finish it.

……

Ishur made a small, unspoken groan as he ran up a gentle sloping meadow.

... I asked Nell for the sword of the wind, but he could barely hide it. We have to avoid making noise again.

"Practice the wind sword, I don't know what to do..."

But we have to find a way to control the wind sword.

Are you sure this isn't a joke, but do you want to move to the back of the Brektas mountain and practice? If you get Nell to carry you, you don't have to worry about the consumption of magic, physical and mental fatigue and depletion.

"Whoa."

In front of him, when he looked at the royal castle, a figure appeared from the shadow of the wooden tree in front of him as a woman's magician.

"... nina"

A bright brown robe hits the wind. She has her water magic fixture on her waist, a big jeweled stick.

"Morning, Nina."

The two exchanged morning greetings on the hill of the squad yard.

Good morning, Mr. Ischl.

Nina's cheerful smile dazzles me.

"Um, why don't you go out with me today"

Nina let a slight tension drift on her face, but said in a firm tone.

"That's good..."

Ishur was thinking of going to the National History Browsing Office after this.

The investigation of national history was decided to reduce all face-to-face at once every three days, after one case of the Jeremiah's Library had been cleared up, during which time it was freely carried out at the discretion of the individual.

The investigation into the underground temple is due to the fact that the history of past investigation teams, including the forest witch Lene, has been revealed, which eliminated the need for such haste and allowed time.

However, Janes and a trio of urban aristocrats interested in the history of the country still went to the codification room as they did every day, investigating and reading.

Ishur also went to the codification room once every two days and looked through the history books, but of course there is no reason to refuse Nina's invitation. Plus, I've been out with Mira, Marya, and Refia, so Nina and I should probably go somewhere.

"Where are you going?

Ishur smiled consciously and softly, asking Nina a a question.

"Yes, there's something I really want to go with Mr. Ishr."

Nina's eyes have a strong glow.

Nina wants to go with me...

Ishur circled his thoughts where the place was in the shadow of a smile.

"Let's go to Lake Alm. If you fly a horse, you can go back and forth in a day."

It's a big lake, southwest of the king's capital.

Nina said with a grin spread all over her face.

The black horsehead of the Shuvallard rocks in front of you.

At the edge of the sight, on the right, there is a stretch of street under the hill, side by side.

The sky stretching overhead has been thin and cloudy with more clouds since then. At the end of Ishur you can see Nina's pleasant hindsight, flying chestnut-haired horses.

I remember hearing it before. Nina is surprisingly good on horseback.

After meeting Nina at the practice field, Ishur went to the stables of the Knights (Umaya) and rode the Schwarlard where he was, returning southwest of the royal castle with Nina, who also loved horses, to the practice field.

In addition to the abandoned castle, southwest of Wangdu, there are tree-lined hills and mountains, and no large neighborhoods exist. Nina entered the hilltop trail, stretching from the west side of the royal palace down the hill to Lake Alm, not using the street, but to its southeast side.

The road that goes straight up the hill from the edge of the practice field is wide enough for the horses to manage to line up about two heads, with no people around them and no shadows.

According to Nina, the path is a communication line that connects the castles of the kingdom, scattered from Lake Alm to the border with the Grand Duchy of Alsar.

She used this military path to travel between her master, Paola Pierca, and the famous castle facing Lake Alm, the Castle of Ampel, and the king's capital.

"If you go this way, it won't take half a day to get to Lake Alm. You will return to the King's Capital within that day. It's a shortcut."

On the way to the lake, I rested my horse a few times, but Nina explained to me at that time.

When you take an unpopular trail, you see rugged, white, and red-purple flowers from the horse. Rugged flowers that look like grass don't know their name. White or red-purple flowers blooming in the trees will probably be wooden lotus.

Ishur layered the colours of the poor flowers blooming ahead in the spring behind Nina, who goes ahead.

On the road to Lake Alm, when the petals hit in the wind, Ishur narrowed his eyes and turned himself to its delight.

The sound of Schwarlard's hooves creeps and echoes around.

As I took a slow left turning trail to the right, I eventually saw the shore of Lake Alm on my right.

"That's the northern edge of Lake Alm. This is your first time, isn't it?"

Nina stopped the horse and told Ishur, who lined up beside her.

"Oh. First time. Beautiful, I knew it."

About a few miles from the top of the hill (scar, a mile long is about 650 m), the lake stretches out to reflect the mountains and skies of the north bank.

Lake Alm is a pretty big lake. The mountains of Brektas stretching across the west coast look thin and sumptuous at the end of the lake.

On the flat in front you can see a small city facing the lake. It is a trading and fishing city that connects the King's capital with villages scattered along the shores of the lake and the Grand Duchy of Alsar, called Dacrov.

Mixed with countless boats, the harbour is accommodated by a slightly larger single mast with a lateral sail (through loop). The boat is for fishing, and the throop is a ship used for trading.

To the underground temple of Brektas, you will board a boat from that harbour town and make a longitudinal journey south on Lake Alm.

"Let's go some more"

Nina called from the horse.

Then the Ishurs went south for a while along the lake.

……

When the trail broke to the left, the view suddenly opened and the waking view widened on the way.

At the tip of a small headland covered in trees, I saw a earthy castle with beautiful spires on the lake.

"That's..."

"Yes, the most beautiful castle in the kingdom."

Nina said looking up at Ishl on the horse as she got off the horse.

Slightly, a lonely grin comes to her face.

"Do you know Ishur?

Nina turned her gaze to the castle on the lake.

"Cecilia and Her Royal Highness Matrica and Kennetos are locked up in that castle."

……

Cecilia is one of Henrik's older brothers, the Queen of Demetrio (Kisaki), Matrika and Kenetos, who died in battle on the North Front. Kennetos is a boy who has thrown a treasure chest at Ishur during a glimpse of Palazzo Antilla after the recapture of Balstal.

Ishur narrowed his eyes and stared at Castle Ampere.

"As the castle owner's deputy, the master was protecting merchants and fishermen crossing Lake Alm"

On rare occasions in the lake, Hydra and the Great Sea Serpent also exited, Nina continued.

Paola Pierca, the court magician of water, said she always butchered the big Hydra in one blow, even when she showed up.

"When we were packing in the castle, no one was imprisoned in the castle..."

Nina's story continues.

The Castle of Ampel, on the other hand, was also a prison where some of the most stately people in the kingdom, such as the long-lost royal ones, had been kept in seclusion.

"It's strange, isn't it? Such a wonderful view, a beautiful castle."

Nina comes at me with a sad smile.

"... a castle that wouldn't be strange to be used as an outhouse."

Ishur moved his gaze from Nina to Castle Ampere.

From the tip of the stuffy headlands of the trees, protruding on the lake, a thin bridge lined with arched bridge legs stretches towards the castle. Now the bridge at the castle gate is fried and interrupted in front of the castle.

"But on the other hand, that castle is also a firm castle surrounded by water on all sides. If you drop a bridge stretched out of the cape, an early castle drop is unlikely. That means it's also a tough prison."

……

Nina's grin gets louder.

"But that's not all. Many of the royal people trapped in that castle have thrown themselves into the lake and died."

Ishur looked at Nina's face with a stiff face.

Nina turned her gaze toward the castle with that lonely grin on.

"Often this time of year, the wind stops. The lake disappears and looks like a mirror. On a beautiful day, it mirrors beautifully up to the distant, high mountains of Brectas. It's like being in a dream world."

"It's..."

Ishur said in a faint voice, whispering.

I somehow understood what Nina was trying to say, but I understood immediately.

"That, the time as if everything had stopped, comes like every day. The people who were imprisoned in the castle eventually"

Nina laughed without sound.

"You know you're in another, real prison."

Everything stationary, a world without sound. I don't think it belongs in this world, there's no one, no living thing, no one, a beautiful world.

Some shall be enchanted by their nothingness, and some shall know despair.

The destination is the same. The stopped world on the lake is also what it looks like to be imprisoned.

Those who are imprisoned in the castle on the lake eventually touch their minds and throw themselves into the mirrored lake.

Ishur and Nina walked slowly down the lakeside path as they got off the horse, pulling the reins.

"I think Henrik keeps Cecilia and her sons locked up in that castle forever."

……

Ishur said to snort silently.

"They might throw themselves in the lake one day, and you know that."

"I think so. From now on, Your Majesty will never give you a hand."

... if anything happens to Petra in the future.

Those who inherit the kingdom are quite bloody apart, bypassed. I don't know much about it, but some of the leading urban aristocrats, the Dukes of Oberline and Beervald, and Liphia, the king's brother two generations ago, Klaez's direct grandson, will also be among the candidates for succession to the throne.

If they were to contend, the kingdom would be disturbed and confused. If you do poorly, you could be in a state of civil unrest.

Just in case you think about it as Henrik, you have to avoid that. So at least you might want to keep it alive around Kennetos.

But on the other hand, as long as Petra is alive, it is dangerous to keep the children of Demetrio alive.

And who is Petra's next heir to the throne, Henrik pre-nominates, informs and understands the main urban nobles and lords, and there is no need to force Kennetos to live.

These things make Henrik's heart seem inclined in the direction of killing Demetrio's orphans, but it's not like he has no advantage in keeping Kennetos alive, and he's likely hesitating to make a decision in a painful and itchy state.

Cecilia and the children's Ampere Castle claustrophobic would be like that. Henrik doesn't dare to make decisions, and in some cases, he's in a precarious situation where they choose to die themselves.

In the future, when Petra gets married and has several children, she will still be alive at her age, Matrika and Kennetos will only be killed then. If Henrik lived at that point, he would surely wipe out Demetrio's orphans, whether he was on the throne or not.

I'm sure even then, this view of the castle on the lake will not change anything.

Everything was stationary, time would remain stopped, nothing would have changed.

"Ah."

But in that stopped world, there was a change.

Ishur uttered a small voice, blinking her eyes many times.

"That's..."

One, two... and ripples spreading across the lake.

Something glowing white is dancing over the water.

Ishur gazed at it.

"The Spirit is dancing..."

Ishur looked hazy and saw Nina.

"It's Erlina."

Nina narrowed her eyes and saw the spirits of water dancing on the lake.

"I asked her."

Erlina spreads her hands and stretches her legs, leaping and spinning, gently lowering her toes down to the lake.

Ripples spread around from one point of it.

Several ripples arise and overlap and disappear.

The magical glow of water shines from her moving tip, spreading like fog around her, disappearing to dissolve in the background.

Fantastic...... no, I can't describe it in such cliché. It's the kind of beauty that takes your senses, all of your heart.

Maybe this is what spirits are supposed to be. A human wizard summons and serves in a variety of things, including fighting - it may only be blasphemy against them.

"Cecilia, you and your children will already have all the magic equipment covered. It would be a little comforting to see Erlina dance."

I can't see and feel the basics, spirits and magic without magic equipment.

"But you'll see those ripples. In just a few moments, small, change is a change."

"Right."

Nina glanced at Ampel Castle for a moment and looked around at the entire lake and said:

"If those people had water magic fixtures, they'd never feel desperate about this view."

……

Erlina jumped once and for all on the lake, disappearing its glow.

"Many water wizards know that water flows from the mountains to the flat, pouring into the sea, becoming like fog and dissolving into the air, returning as rain. I can feel it. But that's not all. Water flows, constantly moves and changes in the same way among creatures. I have taught it to you from Mr. Ishur."

Nina stares at Ishl from the side.

"The view that everything seems to be stopping, too, it just makes it look good. If you can feel the water rustling, that's all you have fun with."

"Maybe so."

... The Queen and the sons of Demetrio are locked away. Those who are imprisoned in that castle will see their despair on the lake. In an attempt to find out how the water flows, the fact that you are imprisoned remains unchanged.

But Ishur agreed with Nina and showed her.

If the magic of the five systems that make up the world can be used, we can gain new perceptions.

Sure, that could put an end to the inaction that slowly turns to death.

"Ishur always feels the wind blowing, too."

Nina smiles.

"Oh. The wind is the flow of it...... no, the blowing tip is important. You always have to look ahead."

Ishur said that much and looked like he noticed something "ah".

“While the wind is blowing, it is on the other side of the wind that is true".

... in the Sacred Capital, the words that were written in Leni's windy book of witchcraft. Words she said.

With the wind blowing, ahead......

What I was about to try next to control the sword of the wind.

It is to circulate the power of God, with the realm of God, so as to circulate the magic of the wind between this man's world and the other realms of the Spirit.

That power is not beyond my control. I felt so clearly and was thinking.

That's why I hesitated...

There's something more you can do.

"Let's see where the wind blows."

Ishur shrugged in a slight voice.

In the distance, the mountains of Brektas rise against the backdrop of the lake. The top is still covered in bright white snow.

Did the families of Demetrio who were imprisoned in that castle on the lake, the children who threw crates at me, notice the ripples caused by the Spirit of the Water?

Did you notice the small changes that were born into a stationary world?

... I have to keep following that change, too. I must draw you right beside me and be one with this body.

That way I'm sure......

"Mr. Ishl?

I have Nina's soft voice in my ear.

"Thanks Nina. Ellina's dance was beautiful too."

Ishur smiled at Nina.

"Yes, I'm glad"

Nina nodded, too, smiling back.

A few days after Nina and I went out to Lake Alm, it was this afternoon and Ishur came to the squad again.

Today I bring my father's shapely, broken sword. It's been a long time since I've been hanging on my hips.

"Evan, you're in the wood behind you, keep your shoulders down. I think you should crouch in the shadow of a tree."

Ishur turned around and spoke to the “bearded” little head (Koshira) following him from behind.

For the training of the sword of the wind, it is still better to have a real sword as the cost of its dependence. Even if it breaks, a thoughtful sword familiar to your hand is good.

In the Royal Palace, swords are not allowed except for the basics, knights, castle soldiers and guards. So Ishur, through Romir, asked the Secretary of the Interior for permission to carry a sword. It took about two days for the proceedings, and today the permission was granted.

The royal family put on surveillance just in case Ishur said he would train the sword of the wind. So Evan came with me.

Mira and Rifia have also insisted hard that they be accompanied, but Ishur did not acknowledge it.

For if the control of the sword of the wind failed, there could be no anticipation of what damage would be done around it.

"Got it. Bye."

Evan did not pinch any disagreement with Ishur's opinion and honestly followed it.

Turning his back to Ishur, he walked towards a tree stretching north.

Ishur slowly descended through one of the grass bushes of a gentry field that was sloping slowly.

I haven't instructed Nell to do anything this time either. I was stern enough to stay away from her, too.

"… get started"

When Ishur stopped about in the meadow, he opened his legs slightly and stepped on the ground, pulling out the sword of his father's shaping.

Meditate your eyes and fly your consciousness into heaven and into the realm of God.

Something that touches perception. Its power flows into the earth, into itself, into the tip of a sword held in both hands.

... open your eyes.

The broken blade tip glows blue and white, and God's power forms the shape of the swords of the blades for a moment.

The sword of the wind is released straight up from the tip of the sword.

Terrible, immeasurable flux of power.

...... come on.

I can't, screams out of my mind.

No, don't try to contain it with strength. Grab the flow. Look where it blows.

Ishur then took his right hand off the pattern and grabbed the blade of the blue and white glowing wind sword.

... My fingers from where I touched them could blow my hands off and disappear.

But I am the sword of the wind.... of the wind god, it's a sword to wave.

When I touched the blue blade of God, again, its power poured into me.

No fingertips, no hands, no arms were taken.

But my whole body, my heart, is about to be taken away from the earth.

"Ugh..."

I'm not scared. I'm human. To no one, nothing.

With a sword, a human being. A human being, a sword.

... without fear.

Pull in without holding back. Be one.

Put your foot on the ground and step on it.

I am the sword of the wind.

... that's when the wind blew through my body.

I looked up and looked ahead.

The flash runs, and the twitching and air burns. Skin tingles.

Release your right hand and re-grip that sword pattern with both hands.

A blue body that shines like a crystal in front of you. It emits tiny lightning and the statue trembles slightly. The tip of the sword stretches long and thin, disappearing into the universe.

A new force that flows through your whole body.

That's all there is yet. Huge but delicate flow. I can't manipulate it freely.

But.

... the sword of the wind is made.

The water, the fire, the wind, makes a swirl through the world.

The power of the wind god is swirling in front of Ishur, making him a sword to wave.

Not yet.

Keep going, give back your strength.

The blue glow faints and disappears.

Far overhead, the wind rang slightly. Clouds wind small swirls, holes drill and light plugs in.

Return my father's sword to his sheath.

I stand in the sun.

Smelled like a summer day, burning grass.

On that day, Ishur succeeded in controlling the sword of the wind. I freely wielded the power of the wind god, at its edge.

# 4 Aerial walk

A marble cylinder is in the four corners of the room, supporting an intricately geometric carved ceiling.

Its ceiling draws a graceful curve towards the center, covering the interior in a hemispherical fashion.

On the same marble floor is laid a red carpet, on which there is a round table.

Other people sitting at the round table are Petra, Marya, Nina, Rifia and Mira besides Ishl. And to Rusla Niesbard and Trash Rouge were nine militant court demon mentors, Frid Randell.

That day, also in late March, Ishur was first called to the royal palace by Henrik.

Ishur headed out to the royal palace with his voiced Mira and Rifia as well.

The designated room is one of the conference rooms called between the cabinets, the "White Lotus Room".

Immediately after entering from the front of the royal palace, the Ishurs were led to its white, luminous and clear room by Christina, which they had refrained from in the central hall.

Everyone, including Petra, was already seated at the round table when they entered the room.

"The investigation of the underground temple of Brektas was to be divided by concubines"

When Ishur and Mira exchanged greetings with the Ruslas, Petra said with a chest stretched and a full smile.

"We have a candidate for the Malefiore Crusade."

Marya, sitting next to Petra, said in the usual tongueless way.

When Ishur lowered his back, he first offered a letter bearing the story of Seguro and Feldar, whom he met in the slums of the king's capital, the city with the underground temple they had sent, and the holes of Canabal and Baltar, without covering up a case with them.

After meeting with the Seguros, Ishur and Rifia also talked to the three of us in addition to Mira, and called Marya and Nina to talk about what was there that day.

The three men, Ishur, Rifia and Mira, decided that it was almost impossible to carry out the request from Seguro and Feldar - rescuing the same party of bustles from the "Baltar Hole Regiment" - in secret and without informing the members of the fact-finding team, and to keep the Royal Family informed of the facts as they were through Marya.

From the content of their incoming letter, the situation on the ground was somewhat complicated and it seemed difficult to eliminate Baltar's cave regiment only by force. Baltar's cave regiment was not only suppressing the entrance to and exit from the underground temple, it also controlled the city of Canabal itself.

That meant that the city's inhabitants could not cooperate in the investigation of the temple, and it was expected that not only the cave regiment, but also the inhabitants, would join in the obstruction.

"This letter is written by nobles or priests."

Rusla to Trash Rouge and, finally, Frid Randell, who read the letter, said in a low voice.

"I guess that Feldar and they wrote it. You must be from a fallen nobleman."

And, Rusla from the side.

"It's a little rough, but I'm going to let the“ mustache ”get ahead of me and find out what's going on in the city"

And this statement is Marya.

"Mm-hmm. Let's discuss more at the next meeting. Today we decided on the face of the Malefiore Crusaders, and I thought I'd let you know if I did."

Petra looked around and said Ishl, Mira, and Rifia.

"See you next time."

Ishur nodded one thing.

... Underground Temple Investigation Team, the royal name is Malefiore Crusader - Petra will be in charge of dispatching the team, and apparently Henrik will not speak out.

"It is. Then Rusla."

"Ha."

When Petra spoke to Rusla, next door to his left, he praised towards Petra, taking the parchment of his hand and reading out the name of the main person joining the crusade.

The Malefioa Crusaders join Flid Randell as captain, Marya as deputy captain, and Nina as well as Dimars Benito, the dirt magician who remained in Frontera in the earlier battle, and sister of the Malid sisters from Petra's escort, Lilina Malid, as key members. Plus seven more of their squire, and seven more of Evan-leading “beards” as luggage carriers, plus Ishur and Mira, and Rifia and their squire Romir and Sayria, and Nocta. The crusader also noted the name of Mira's maid Lucia, Sharka.

The investigation team, with a total of twenty members, could first be said to be of a reasonable size in the survey of the mountain crossings and underground temples of Brektas.

"Lord Ishur. Do you have any opinions on the candidates?

"No, not at all"

Ishl responded instantly to Frid Randell's question.

The wizard has all five systems, below Refia, there are three swordsmen with the magic equipment of the martial arts gods, and all their squires can use the sword. Evans, it is clear how helpful the bearded will be in various contexts.

Frid Randell is an awesome swordsman who fought with the Grand Duchy of Orula at the time of his invasion of the king's capital. He is about thirty years past his age and seems to have sufficient experience and insight to command a group.

"Lord Ishur. Plus, I'll have Lord Behm and Lord Dierard deliver Brectas' Mountain Magazine later. I had a hard time finding it in an old rare book, but when read in conjunction with this bounty hunter's report, I get the least amount of knowledge"

Trash Rouge distorted your blue-white face, and no, he said with a grin.

"That helps. Thank you."

Ishur also smiled and thanked him.

"Mm-hmm. That concludes this discussion. Next time, check your itinerary to the underground temple and let's talk about what to do with the local bandits."

Petra declared the end of the meeting with a clear face.

"Master Ishur, Mr. Petra wants to talk to you. Please come to the rear palace."

After Ishur left between the White Lotus, he was caught by Rusla and Trash and others in the halls on the first floor of the Royal Palace, and as he was talking to the public, a made-headed Christina called out.

When he exchanged greetings with the Ruslas and headed to the rear house about the aftermath of Christina, there were Petra and Marya in the square in front of them.

"Petra, from now on, she wants to do it with Ishr."

"I heard you and Marya went out of town the other day. I'll show you my concubine today."

Petra raised her thin brow perfectly and said with a slightly angry face.

"That's good, but no matter how impatient you are, it's just not a good idea for the princess to leave the city."

Ishur nibbled and told him to tease.

"If your father finds out, he'll be executed."

"Hmm. But my concubine wants to go somewhere with Ishul, too."

Petra has swelled her cheeks, pointed her lips and looked up at Ishl.

"Well, I've been thinking about you a little bit"

Ishur looked up at the sky and said.

There are many clouds today but the sky in the background is blue and the sun is strong and warm.

"I'll wait here, so come and weave it in cape gowns. Let's go out for a little while."

"Whoa. Okay!

Petra revealed a delightful color all over her face, trying to run with Christina and went into the rear palace.

"What are you going to do? Ishl."

Marya also looks up to Ishur.

"Yeah, I'm gonna take a walk"

Ishur grinned and said above, pointing to the sky.

"Then let's go."

Ishur said he would hold Petra in front of his chest.

"Ugh, Mm..."

Petra is cuddled by Ishul, the princess is dyeing her face red.

She still doesn't seem to know exactly where Ishur is headed.

……

Ishur smiled silently at Petra, jumping up into the sky.

Putting wind magic walls around to reduce sudden changes in temperature and pressure rises almost vertically.

I heard a slight scream of Marya's "Come on in" from downstairs.

"Oh, whoa."

The sky expands to full view, and the mountain fields sink to the bottom. When you plunder the edge of the cloud, it blinks in front of you for a moment.

As the altitude increased, Petra stiffened her body and cling to Ishl.

Petra has previously flown through the air with the magic of the wind by Ishur, but this time she is alone and continues to ascend the sky without a scratch.

"Ah..."

Petra looked around and uttered a small surprise as Ishur rose to about three thousand long steps (skull, about two thousand m) and stood still in the air.

"Look down there. Your castle overlooks the city."

"Whoa."

Petra raised an exclamation when she looked down on her face.

Large and small chunks of white clouds float at various altitudes in the sky.

A slight wind thrusting through the wind's magic wall makes a small noise in his ear.

"It's a great view. I've never seen a concubine rise to such heights."

"... would it be quiet?

Ishur looked at Petra's ear and told her to whisper.

"In this sky, you and me, we're alone."

"Ugh, um"

Petra nodded with a bright red face.

... Petra is most shy when she often makes fun of herself, but she hips.

"Let's Walk in the Sky"

On several occasions Ishur laid horizontally in the air a wall of wind magic when he smiled at Petra.

"You see somehow, don't you?

Petra must also see the brilliance of the wind's magic.

Ishur lowered Petra and began to take her hand and walk through the air.

"The sky... the heavens and the earth are vast."

Petra looked around and said in a small voice as she walked.

On the north and east side, between the clouds, there is a blurry and sumptuous horizon. Deep mountains stretch south and west, and you can also see Lake Alm shining like a mirror.

"And I miss you."

"Oh."

Ishur gazed far away at the mountains of Grektas that spread to the south.

The two walked silently through the air for a while. Petra said it was pompous to see the spectacular scenery from north to south and from east to west many times.

"This could be what it's like to be king."

"I guess so.... but not everyone can see this view. If you become queen, you will see the same things that no one will ever see, the horizon."

……

Nothing but a slightly windy noise. I don't even make footsteps.

"Did you want to show this to your concubine?"

Petra looks up.

You look a little sad.

"That's what it means to be king. But you're not alone. And there's Marya..."

"Ishr's here too."

A grin spreads on Petra's face. Its eyes pick up the glow of the sun.

"Hmm. How about that?

Ishur suddenly curved the wind's magic wall down when he did.

"Whoa, whoa."

Ishur stays afloat in the air. Petra falls down as she slides down the slide.

"Ha ha."

Ishur flew through the sky laughing and chased after Petra.

...... Petra.

Delightful, but lonely born girl. Just one lonely girl in the kingdom.

Ishur hugged Petra, thrown into the sky from an invisible slide.

"Were you scared?

"What. I'm not scared, it was fun."

Petra's eyes are moist.

But my face was laughing.

"Take my concubine out for a walk again sometime"

A muscle of tears spilled out of Petra's eyes.

And a full smile shines.

Her tears passed through the magic of Ishur's wind, and went down, disappearing into the city of the king's capital.