Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

The shadow of the walls stretches long enough to cover a small square in front of the East Palace.

In the shadows there are numerous human horses hissing and full of hustle and bustle. The sound of people talking, horse hissing, scratching the ground of their hooves. Rubbing of various objects with objects The sounds that are pounded mix together and do not fit in this way.

"Be careful, Lord Ishur"

South Gate across the shadows. The sharp sunlight of the morning shines through its eastern side.

A voice was heard from the side by Ishur, who vaguely looked at its golden glow.

"Hey, good morning"

When Ishur turned his face, three young men stood right beside him.

It's a trio of Janes and other urban aristocrats who searched the National History Browsing Office for records of the underground temple along with me.

"You came all the way here"

"Oh, you took care of me."

"Thanks to the secretary of the interior, my grandfather, and some of the underwriters, I got a glimpse of him."

I owe it to Lord Ishur.

When Isul smiled, Jane, Serge and Lillian all smiled and said in a bright tone.

Today is the tenth day of Spring January (April). Right now, we're just about to leave for the underground temple of Brektas.

In addition to the face of the Malefiore Crusaders at the south gate of the East Palace, many others gathered to drop them off.

"Good for you, my lords."

Lifia, who was nearby, stops by and speaks to the threesome.

"Yes, no..."

"Ha ha"

"Oh, thank you. Lord Rifia."

June and the others all looked embarrassed and scratched their heads and blushed.

About February in the browsing room with Ishr and Rifias. But it still seems a little nervous to talk to her.

They were the ones who came out of the leading city aristocracy but were unmotivated by the second son three boys and had practically dropped out the understudy apprenticeship under the Secretary of the Interior, but gained various knowledge in the last two months of the National History Survey and gained too much qualities as an apprentice.

The history of the kingdom is not the only thing they get. As well as the various writing and letter formats that are made in the royal family, it has become possible to perceive the air that is difficult to express in the language of court politics and the back of it.

If you peruse hundreds of years of national history, I guess there are many things to gain.

……

Ishur stared at June and the others with a grin on his face.

If they had remained the Gorotsky of the court, a bad nobleman, they could have been placed, sooner or later, in a situation like that of Sonier Papeek.

... Would it just be impossible to compare it to Sonier? But I can't help but think of the difference between her and their current situation. June and the others were on. I was lucky. The fact that you met with me, and that Refia invited me, became a decision maker.

What exactly is a man's destiny?

Ishur also overlapped with his own body and was attacked by an indescribably complex emotion.

"Ishr, Your Majesty the King."

Mira, who was on the other side across the rifia, calls out.

It soon subsided that there was a hustle and bustle around him, and in silence Henrik's line came out of the building of the East Palace.

Around the king were Rusla and Dmir and other sides, as well as the figure of Petra with Christina and Isla.

All who were in the square knelt on the spot, mainly the crusaders.

"Fridd, please."

Henrik said in a harsh voice that Ishl could not hear when he stood in front of Frid Randell, who commanded the troops.

"Ha ha."

Henrik nodded contentedly as Fridd raised his wild voice. Then he went to the back and stood in front of Ishur.

"Ishur, Marya, please."

Henrik has said with a low voice.

Aside from Sharka, Ishur, who remained standing alone, lifted his head and saw Henrik's face, then shifted his gaze to Petra.

"So will the concubine. Marya, please. And about Uromira."

Petra said with even more silence.

Ishur said to Henrik, "Yes, it's up to you," he said, smiling at Petra.

"I'm fine. Let it go."

But there was great anxiety in his heart, backed by his powerful tone. Canabal's bounty hunter, I couldn't help but wonder what Seguro and the others had asked for.

There is also the irrational intervention of the Moon God, and the matter was not out of my mind.

"Um, no worries. The concubine believes that."

Petra either saw through Ishur's heart or said with a cheerful smile. I ran out of words.

……

...... you petra.

"I believe". How powerful a word like that would be for me.

Once again, Ishur nodded silently as he smiled bitterly.

Henrik and Petra then turned to Mary and spoke to the other magicians and Rifias.

"Lord Ishur, my sister, please."

When Ishur turned to the side, now Ira was standing in front of him.

"Yes, now you're going with Ira's sister"

What Ishr said refers to Ishra, who once accompanied him when he went to Kusim to exterminate the Red Emperor Dragon.

"Oh. Actually, I was supposed to go to the underground temple this time, but that means the head of that bandit group is a woman."

Ira continued whispering, seemingly a little hard to say there.

"My sister is good at spotting the same woman's mastery. I said Basilia, 'cause she seems like a pretty smart woman."

"I see..."

Ishur also turned his head to Ira and said it unexpectedly in a whisper.

... I guess same-sex is still better for spotting a woman's rape plot. Lilina's the type, for example, of Lucia. Well, Lucia's. That's a lot about pranks.

"Oh, Ira. I can hear you."

From a distance there, I heard Lilina.

"Giggle."

"Roar."

Ira and Ishl stiffen the whole body.

"Well, ho ho ho"

"Hehe."

Mira and Rifia laughed.

I was beside him, and June and the other threesomes were laughing.

The Marefiore Crusaders of the Kingdom of Radis departed from the South Gate of the Royal Castle East Palace after being dropped off below Henrik, and went straight through the squad field into the city on the banks of Lake Alm, the street leading to Daklov.

The crusaders all rode horses and carried their luggage directly onto the horses, and arrived safely in Daklov that evening with occasional breaks.

The line was overnight at the fort in Dagrov, where it was pre-arranged the next morning, split into two medium-sized slope ships and left the harbour, longitudinally crossing Lake Alm and heading towards the south bank city of Rivares.

The horse is abandoned in Dagrov, and from Rivares we head to the site on foot. Most of the itinerary became mountainous and could not be traveled by horseback.

On a boat bound for Rivares, Ishur became a boat with Rifia and Mira. Romir and Lucia and their squires are with them. The captain's frid is also aboard the ship leading the way. There were deputy chiefs Marya and Nina on the boat going behind them. The baggage is evenly distributed between the two vessels.

As soon as he started heading south down Lake Alm, when he saw Castle Ampel on his port side, Ishur told Mila and Rifia what Nina had heard. The view of the mountain windy lake was told about the family of Demetrio imprisoned in a castle on the lake.

Lifia knew about the new prisoners at Ampel Castle, as well as the scourges that might strike them.

"Poor thing, but you have no choice."

Mira sighed as she looked over at the castle, saying in a small voice.

"Mm-hmm. In royal and aristocratic houses, it remains."

Lifia is also staring at the castle.

……

I turned my gaze so that Ishur could follow me as well.

The Castle of Ampel, seen from the lake, looked completely different from what I had seen before with Nina.

Bearing a hill covered with trees, a dull gray lonely castle stood at the end of the folding lake of Sazanami.

The sun was still on the east side, and everything was losing color and setting in the shadows.

... Seen in this time period from this direction, you wouldn't know that stunning sense of nothingness...

"Sometimes we kill each other with our parents and brothers. Certainly that is vain. The royals trapped in that castle may rather throw themselves into the beautiful scenery in search of salvation."

……

Ishur turned his face to the neighboring lifia.

Sure, that might be the way to look at it.

"Those people may not have a future. But, Ishr."

Mira calls from the other side.

"My two brothers are good friends, and not everyone born in a royal or aristocratic house is in contention."

Mira was there, taking Ishur's hand and bringing her face closer.

"Hasn't Ishur saved my Holy King's house, Lady Luffraid? Because of that, Salomon was able to reconcile himself with your brother."

... Salomon himself is the only one who has begged me to save Luffraid. Never did I lead that brother to reconciliation.

Luffraid helped me and Salomon to keep him alive. The fact that my brother helped me, the fact that my brother survived, made me reconcile.

If it's raw, if it's love, something like that?

Is Mira trying to comfort my heart when it's about to sink?

No heart or her eyes look moist......

"Ishl."

Lifia grabbed me from behind, shoulder to shoulder.

She turns to her ear.

"I'm very close to my brother Moshe."

... Ugh.

Rifia did, but quickly let go of her face and turned her gaze to Mira.

Quiet, but with a strong eye.

Mira taking it directly from the front.

……

Ishur rang his throat.

Neither Rifia nor Mira will say anything.

... hi, there's a spark. In front of my eyes, the two glances are hitting each other hard.

The more it hurts, the more power Mira has to hold my hand.

Increase the power of the rifia grabbing my shoulders too...... Ouch! Ouch.

What am I supposed to do with this situation...

"Hehe."

Fridd looked back as he stood at the tip and looked forward, smiling as he saw how the Ishurs were doing.

"It's a good thing we're close."

Rifia and Mira, who were staring at each other, gently dyed their cheeks and distracted their gaze.

"... I'm sorry I'm taking you in, Lord Ishur"

But Fridd immediately gave a hard look, pointing forward, southwest of the lake.

Beyond it stands a heavy grey rain cloud, surrounded by deep rays. I can't even see the mountains standing in the background at all.

Ishur initially wondered if Flid was worried about the sudden change in the weather.

But the destination Rivares is further east on the southern shore of the same Lake Alm, and you don't have to worry so much about it.

... the wind is blowing westward, and if that rain cloud puts it out on the road, you can use the magic of the wind.

"... hmm?

So Ishur looked surprised (a lot) and narrowed his eyes.

Eyes gazed and stared under the clouds at the dark, shady lake surface.

"There's something here."

……

Lifia's voice beside the risen Ishur. Mira stares silently in the same direction.

"Ah."

The clouds moved slightly or the rain legs looked like they ran on a rocking lake.

At that moment, the shadow of a long neck like a dinosaur rose on the lake.

"Sea Serpent"?

At this distance...... quite large.

Even behind the ship, Romir and his crew start making noise.

"Nell!"

... Yes, my sword.

When Ishur screamed, Nerlelanke appeared right over his head.

...... pretty far though. Exorcise?

The wind begins to swirl around the nell.

"There's a distance, but can you do it? Lord Ishur."

Fridd glances at the Spirit of the Wind and asks.

I don't know what to say right now, but they're pretty big.

This also has two medium sized throughpups. It would be a great prey for the Warcraft. They could attack us somewhere ahead.

... Wait! I'll get rid of it.

Shortly before Ishur replied to Fridd, "I can do it," a woman's voice echoed in her brain that she had never heard before.

Leaving the starboard side of the ship for a little while, a woman's spirit appeared sooo in front of the Ishurs and flew as she glided down the lake towards the Great Sea Serpent.

"Erlina!"

Ishur shouted unexpectedly.

I've never heard her voice before......

It is very rare for sub-median contract spirits to converse with non-contractors.

"Oh..."

"Oh, Lord Nina's spirit."

... the sword.

Mixed with the voices of Mira and Rifia, Nell's urging voice echoes in his brain.

... Nell will be waiting for a while.

Signs of Nell's silent and overbearing.

Ishur saw a ship of the same type that would follow.

All those in the boat behind them also look toward the great sea snake. I can see Nina in it.

Eventually, under the rain clouds, large and small water columns were seen rising on dark, sinking lakes.

Ishur found Erlina releasing a water polo or water arrow from the air, a mass of water magic.

It's not clear in the distance, but she doesn't seem to be hitting the Great Sea Serpent directly. I guess I'm keeping it to intimidation.

When several white glowing water columns disappeared, the figure of the Warcraft had disappeared on the lake.

"Mr. Ishl."

Romir, who was in the rear of the ship, exceeded the mast and came beside Ishur.

"I asked the captain that the great sea snake is called Almuria, and he seems to be the Lord of Lake Almu."

"Almulia......"

"Yes. That big one eats Hydra and other warcraft, and they're supposed to miss it for a long time."

Romir went on to explain that Almuria seems to be more territorial in the southwest back of the lake, where there are no villages inhabited by people, and where fishermen don't go very often, causing less damage to people.

"I see."

... So Nina ordered Erlina to get rid of it?

"Right, right. Nell, I'm sorry."

"No.... swordsman"

For a moment, Nell deliberately made him look unhappy, but immediately smiled and thanked him to disappear.

"I'm glad you're not sooner, Lord Ishur"

Fridd said slightly up the corner of his mouth.

As Ishur nodded, both Mira and Refia smiled in agreement.

... but it was quite a fantastic scene.

Ishur stared at the vanished sea snake, at the edge of the lake.

Black and heavy rain clouds remain, casting a deep shadow on the lake surface.

... than that.

It's good to hear Erlina's voice, huh?

Ishur was also slightly delayed, pulling up the edge of his lips slightly.

Lunch was easily served onboard and a line arrived in Rivares later that night.

King Ladis territory, Rivares is a port town located on the south bank of Lake Alm, near the border with the Grand Duchy of Alsar.

The city of Rivares is approaching mountains from behind, and the size of the neighborhood is as small as Daklov. Above the headland, which protrudes to the west of the city, is a castle, and on the eastern edge is the estuary of the River Billaire, which pours from the Brektas mountain mass.

Is the city by the lake at night welcoming the Ishurs royal crusaders, and there were many lights lit everywhere?

From a small boat on the shore, a large, schooner-like boat can also be seen as a river vessel.

I don't know for sure at night, but the big one could be a military ship.

As the bonfire flames swayed the surface of the water, the two loops of the crusaders entered the port of Rivares, and the men lifted their luggage to shore along with the men and husbands who had been sent from the castle, followed by the ladies' lifting to shore (O.K.).

Mira rode on Sharka's shoulder and traveled through the air, while Refia activated and jumped the arrow of the Martial God and stood all at once on earth.

The two were held up by Ishur and looked envious when they saw Marya and Nina being transported to the lake bank.

The main castle of Rivares had the same name as the city and was headed by Baron Sivail, who was a former deputy chief of the Royal Knights.

When the line received the Baron's hospitality at Rivarez Castle, he rented the supper room with a limited number of people, below the captain Frid-Randel, and began to pay people to discuss it secretly.

"Sorry I'm late at night"

This time, Marya looked around and whispered about whether she would play the role of chancellor.

The eight-person table was followed by Flid in the upper seat, Marya and Dimars Benito on both sides, Lilina Marido next to Marya, then Rifia and Dimars, followed by Nina and Mira, with Ishur sitting opposite Flid.

There are only two candlesticks on the table in the dining room, which is not so big, and the one at the end of the room is sunk dark. A ninth figure in its shadow, Evan, fell back and knelt, silently immobilized.

"I thought I'd tell everyone first. Evan."

Marya went on to speak to the little head of the "beard".

"Ha."

Evan began to talk on his knees on the spot.

"I was contacted earlier by a subordinate who was putting it out on the lookout. We will meet them in the village of Parago and ask for details."

Three bearded men had preceded the Malefioa Crusaders and had been sent to reconnaissance in Canabal, but according to Evan, they would rendezvous with them in the village of Parago throughout Mount Brektas and receive local reports from them.

The village of Parago is the southernmost village in the kingdom, about two days' walk south of Rivares. From there, guides were to be hired locally through the highest mountain ranges leading to the basin.

"As planned, after hearing the beard report in the village of Parago, I'm going to decide what to do with the" Baltar Hole Regiment ”"

Marya said with her face to the frid.

"Uhm."

"What about Ishl? Is that okay?

She asked Ishl the next time Frid nodded.

"Of course. As per the meeting"

Ishur pulled up the edge of his lips and nodded.

On several occasions, the Royal Palace has discussed plans for action by the Underground Temple Investigation Team (Malefioa Crusaders) and their response to Baltar's Cave Regiment.

Especially with regard to the city of the underground temple, Baltar's cave regiment, which dominates Canabal, it was to obtain information on the bearded ones who put them on the lookout before making a final decision.

"You're going to have some more abdominal proposals, Ishr."

and Refia sitting on Ishur's right hand.

Baltar's cave regiment is not just a bandit regiment. It not only divides underground temple exploration, but also dominates Canabal and its surroundings, so to speak, the equivalent of a local Lordship.

Basilia was the leader of the bandits, as well as the lord of Canabal. She herself, as well as many from Canabal, belong to Baltar's Hole Regiment.

In a letter sent by Seguro and Feldar, it was written that Basilia used candy and whips well, including intimidation by force against the city's inhabitants, fear and the cumbersome imposition of tax exemptions and hardware.

It was further noted that he was using a rape plot to destroy other powerful men in the city or to prevent the erection of a fledgling and hostile force.

Baltar's cave group is a bunch of rogues. The city's most powerful people will hate you. That's where she keeps it down.

There is a basic plan to try and figure out what to do to break down these groups partitioned by the doers.

From Rusla and Torus, opinions had been given firmly at the Royal Palace meeting, but Ishur was looking to go into more thoughtful action.

"Well, that's in the village of Parago, after we hear about the bearded people who preceded us"

And it came to pass, when Ishul said unto Rifia, that she and Mary, all that were one, smiled.

... Guys, I'm guessing you're thinking about Rusla's proposal. It confuses the enemy and sharpens its forces, a tactic.

Betray the internal executives and divide the cave regiment. If it works, maybe that's all we can get rid of the head basilia. But I don't think that's the only way we can safely explore the underground temple. To explore deep underground without hindsight worries, it is not enough to leave Baltar's cave club in a state of confusion and sharpen its power. It is also important to prevent chaos from spilling over into the city.

I'm sure the tuning will be the key, but it won't be long until we gather some more information to make the decision.

"By the way, Marya"

Ishur had nothing to do with it, something he wanted to check before he finally got into the mountain path.

"Are you sure the mountain path is okay? Do I have to suck again?"

"Ugh."

Marya looked like she swallowed bitter pills.

"Ishr begs you then."

But I got right back on my feet and said it.

... that "Ishr asks you" thing. How do you put it?

And from Rifia and Mira, there's a disturbing air of killing.

"Lord Mary, why don't you let the bearded man take a bite?"

Lifia pinches her mouth from side to side.

"But we have to get them to carry their stuff."

"Right..."

Mira puts that thin finger on the tip of her jaw and thinks about it.

For a moment in her head, she must have seen Sharka. If it's Sharka, it's nothing, like humping Marya. But she's supposed to carry big baggage, too. I can't take care of Marya.

By the way, below the captain's frid, the royal magician and Lilina Marido, Rifia and Mira, Ishur are exempt from carrying luggage or holding it in their hands.

Nobles never got their own luggage as long as they had squires, and Ishl and Lilina, who handled pure combatants, needed to be light on the move as well.

"Oh, you know. I might cause trouble, too."

So Dimars Benito raised his hand with regret.

... Ah.

Everyone's gaze concentrates on him at the same time.

Dimars Benito, a dirt court demon mentor summoned from Frontera to King's Capital, is probably in his fifties, white in both short mowed hair and jawbeard, at an age not surprising when it is time to retire from the demon mentor.

The royal family would have liked to have arranged a younger magician, but I guess they were understaffed and had to assign an elderly Benito.

"No, I'll take care of Mr. DiMars. Don't worry."

Ishur adds the magic of the wind to his body and can increase the strength of his limbs. However, the limits are low because there is no magic on the flesh itself, and we cannot expect an overwhelming effect like the magic implements of a powerful martial god.

... the prolonged use of wind magic, even weak to it, results in considerable fatigue. Even Benito, who just weighs heavier than Marya, doesn't actually change the burden that much.

"... but Marya..."

Ishur glanced at her face.

Unlike Dimars, Marya has a sweetness for me. That's one or two of the novels, I have to tell her.

You could make fun of Marya for a little while.

"Terrible. Ishur abuses"

Marya looked a little sad and said softly.

Ishur's attitude reveals her sweetness, and her serious feelings are only slightly hidden.

"Until the village of Parago, it shouldn't be such a tight mountain path. Lord Benito will be fine."

and the captain frid said with a bitter smile.

"After that, me and Evan will take turns over Lord Benito."

Evan doesn't seem to hold heavy baggage because he's a bearded head.

He bowed his head silently to Fridd's words.

"If you're Mary, I'll take care of you."

So Lilina smiled and said in a gentle tone to Marya.

Eh.

"No, that's..."

...... Ms Lilina.

Now Ishur looks like an uncomfortable face and mumbles.

Got hit. Lilina has the magic of Martial Arts. As much as I do carry a little girl, it won't be anything. I guess that's not a big deal for a long time.

But there's no way she won't fuck Marya and I won't fuck her up.

"... you have no choice. I'll take care of Marya. But walk on your own feet as much as you can."

"Yeah. Okay."

When Ishur said with a grumpy face, Marya smiled slightly and nodded.

"Hehe. That's Lord Lilina."

I'm sorry to hear that, Ishur.

Rifia and Mira, who were creating disturbing air, strike and say in an unusual and pleasant voice.

"Hehe."

Nina smiles, Fridd and the others smile.

Soon they all look soothed. The air on the field was also softer. Ishur didn't just tease Marya, he intended the same thing, but he took it to Lilina for sure.

……

Looking sideways at Lilina, Lilina kept her head down with an adult grin.

... I see it's one of those things Ira was saying.

Basilian opponent, the bandit boss of the underground temple, is that right?

Ishur thought about that without purposefully changing his dissatisfied face.

The following day, before noon, a line came down to the whole city, after the castle was dropped off by the owner of Rivares Castle, Baron Sivail himself. In the heart of the city there was a Rivarez mercenary guild facing the lake bank, where he joined the six parties.

Many residents of the city gather in front of the Guild building to see a line of Ishurs Crusaders.

Five seemingly bent men in leather armor in the middle of it, one wizard-like man in a scorched tea robe, lovingly bowing their heads in line in front of the frid.

They are the cargo husbands of the crusaders hired by Baron Sivail. The crusader's load is to be transported to the village of Parago, from where it is to be turned back to Rivares. The village of Parago is approximately two and a half days on foot. It will mainly carry the food consumed on the road.

To the village of Pagola, depending on the location, there are carriages and paths that seem to pass, but if you leave Rivares, you will naturally begin to surrender the Warcraft. To carry the load, it was necessary to hire a mercenary who could defend himself from the return route.

"Sounds like a pretty strong party."

A short distance away, Rifia spoke from the side to Ishur, who was watching how Frid and the mercenaries were doing.

"The pattern looks bad, though."

... with Seguro and Feldar, who have requested the rescue of Bastol in the King's Capital.

They probably work for bandits sometimes, too.

"It would be like that"

"Wow, I'm a little scared"

"You have nothing to worry about, Nina. There are no such things as us magicians and mercenaries who can fight you."

Nina accompanies the Red Emperor Dragon all the way to Fugo.

She should be watching a lot of mercenaries there, but that party looks a little different from them.

Fugo mercenaries were tired and even gloomy in the battle against the burgeoning Fire Dragon. The air that was haunting me was completely different from those guys with a fragrant smile toward Frid and Marya.

"Yes......"

Nina nodded with a slightly brighter face to Mira's words.

For the first two days to the next destination village of Parago, you will climb the trail upstream along the River Bilair, which flows through the eastern side of the city visible from the lake.

As we began queuing up along the lakeshore path with Frid at the forefront, a leader-like man from a mercenary party at the end of the line called out to Ishur.

"Oh, are you the sword of Yveda? My name is Terrio. Nice to meet you."

The man carries a large hemp bag on his back and hangs a slightly larger sword.

The thin laugh I showed Fridd and the others was the same, but the voice was nervous.

"You know my name, don't you?... Regards"

Ishur said with a thin grin back.

For a moment Terio turned his despicable gaze to the lifias, but he just didn't speak directly.

Ishur is not a nobleman, but whoever is a beard, all the others are of noble origin. Neither Nina nor Lilina, nor Romir his squire, are out of the House of the Knights. I guess you can see that in their wrapping atmosphere.

But I've turned a blatantly obnoxious gaze to Nocta and Celia, the successor Rifia and Mira's maids, and to Lucia and the Terrios.

"That's the royal maid. You have all the beauties. Hehe."

That would have been just solitary. Noctua and others reacted sensitively to what someone at Terio's party said. Noctua at the time, Salia stopped walking and stared silently at the mercenaries. Romir, who was beside him, stepped forward to hold the sword pattern and protect them. and just after that Lucia went further forward.

"Ugh."

The men noticed that Lucia used the magic of acceleration for a moment, or turned away from herself with a slight face.

Lucia standing in front of the mercenaries. She doesn't usually have a bright look. He had his hands on the sword pattern, the same as Romir with sharp eyes.

Lucia, don't kill him.

A state of one-touch immediacy. Mira's cold voice sounded before Ishur tried to say anything there.

……

A deep red dress that follows a large maid Sharka and hides beneath a white cape on a gorgeous vertical roll of blonde hair. A word from a girl of such stature shook up the mercenary men.

They laughed again, selling their melancholy, and backed off in earnest.

Sharka was unresponsive because of the small item, and Evan and the other bearded people who were on his side did not show any particular reaction.

There was a little skirmish when we left, but the line then went through the city without a thing and into the mountain path through the side of the River Billaire.

We had a brief lunch by the river, and soon after we started walking again, Marya called out to Ishur.

"Ishur, I'm tired. Ombu."

"Yes, sir."

Mira and Rifia, who were behind him, called out as Ishur started walking with Marya on his back.

"Master Ishur. I'm tired too."

"Neither do I. You're tired ~"

Turning around, both Mira and Refia look serious and just don't seem to be making fun of Ishul and Marya.

... you're thinking of something again. Tachi is bad......

"You both don't look tired at all."

Ishur looked forward as soon as he told him to whine.

The spring mountains are still cold in the air, but from among the trees you can hear the sounds of different mountain birds.

... Ignore, ignore. Their voices are also limited to listening to them because they think they sound like mountain birds.

Marya doesn't want to wave with Mira and the others, either, making a big deal out of Ishur's back.

Neither Mira nor Rifia said any more, but only around a line of Ishur did the subtle air flow.

The first day into the mountains of Brectas. The road on the riverbank was still relaxed, and someone was constantly heard talking before and after Ishur, sometimes laughing.

I'm not so far from people yet, and I don't need to worry about the arrival of the Warcraft.

……

Ishur saw the tip of the trees, the tip of the thin, sumptuous mountains.

If the most anxiety element, the Moon God, were to set something up, if it were to move, it would be ahead beyond those mountain peaks.

It's impossible to predict anyway. I can't help but be vigilant now.

"Lord Marya, how about tomorrow? I want Ishul to hit me, too. Could you take turns for a little while?"

"Me, too. Only Marya, it's sloppy."

"Ugh."

Lifia and Mira have changed their attackers.

Marya stiffened herself and made a small groan.

... Well, neither of you said anything at last night's meeting, and you're going to make me and Marya a free story.

Nina going behind the frid looks back at this one.

"You're both walking tight."

Ishur looked back again and complained to Rifia and Mira.

"It's just a matter of time. That's good. Don't lose it."

"Oh, yeah. Ishur."

Mira has a serious face, and Refia returns with a grin.

... I'm the one who gets tired of hitting on you guys that are heavier than Marya.

Hmm?

At that time, Lifia's eyes swayed slightly. I felt something in my eyes.

Turn forward and look at her gaze.

On the opposite bank of the East River flowing through his left hand, mixed with the lush trees, the mountain cherries blossomed light red flowers.

"Cherry blossoms..."

"Beautiful."

Rifia responded when Ishur squeaked.

"If you bloom, scatter, if you bloom, love mountain cherry blossoms..."

Ishur didn't think, mumbled a passage from an ancient song from a previous life.

What's after that?

Once upon a time, I remember reading it because it was a reference book or some kind of teaching material.

"Hmm..."

"Well, Ishur. It's wonderful."

Both Refia and Mira raise their exclamation. Marya stares silently at the cherry trees across the shore.

"No, it's not my song."

"Song?"

"Was it a passage sung by an old bard?"

"Ah."

Ishur uttered a small voice.

... Wasn't that the song of the mother who lost her child?

I can't really remember the bottom line, but I can remember what song it meant.

"You forgot whose poem it was."

Ishur smiled slightly and distracted himself from Mira and Rifia.

Face forward and walk silently.

Fine peach colors slowly flow through the edges of the field of vision.

……

Is it because Ishur shrugged his shoulder?

Marya came from behind, hugging Ishur.

That evening we stayed on the road and were to camp in the river plains.

There are four rings in all that surround the bonfire. Ishur joined the surrounding circles of the Below Frid court magicians and Rifia and others. The rest is a party of Romir and Lucia and their squires, including Sharka, Evan and the mustaches, and mercenaries hired in Rivares as carriers.

After finishing dinner with a small stiff bread and a simmer of dried meat and potatoes that I had put back, plus a little booze, I used the trunks and branches of the trees and put up a canvas-dropped tent on the sides as well, and slept in several pieces.

Fire is not indispensable overnight in the camp, and guards are to be alternated. Ishur also asked Nell to be on perimeter alert and to keep an eye on the mercenaries and bearded men he hired to carry the cargo in.

The shadow work of the royal family was not Ishl's enemy, but it was necessary to keep track of their movements. I don't trust mercenary parties. Surveillance was indispensable.

Ishur was to sleep in the same tent as Romir. One blanket paid for each person was wrapped around his body like a sleeping bag and lay as-is on a locally pulled cloth.

Were they both tired, two or three words, just exchanging words, and fell asleep immediately.

Ishur switched fire numbers and watches at dawn from late at night, and when his turn was over, he swung back into the blanket and fell asleep. The mountainous areas on the night of January (April) of spring were so cold that the exhaling breath stained white.

Some time after sunrise, Ishur woke up.

Romir, who slept next to him, was no longer in the tent, waking up.

"Ugh..."

... By the way, when I wake up my body, the savings hurt.

It's been a long time since I've been in Nojuku. I miss this pain for some reason, and I think I'm back.

Looking back, since the destruction of the village of Bersch, it has been a life of sleepless grass.

I haven't been home yet. I can't go home.

……

Hmm?

Ishur turned to the outside. Somebody, I felt like people screamed.

Down by the river, there are signs of something bothering you......

Nell hasn't said anything.

Ishur went out of the tent and ran toward the voice.

Nearly ten people had already gathered on the banks of the river, littered with stones large and small, as they circled through the trees that had been removed from the riverside.

"What's up?

As Ishur broke into the circle of people, Romir was sheltering Lifia's maid Noctua behind her back and confronting the mercenary men.

Romir stared at the men with a serious face, his right hand holding the pattern of the sword.

Under his feet is a bucket to use to draw water, a water bucket rolling.

"What's going on?

Ishur said again, lowering his voice.

"I hear these mercenary men tried to get their hands on Noctua"

From among the bearded men who were around, Lifia said with a face.

Lifia's voice was suppressed a lot and sounded strangely quiet.

By the way, the bearded men surrounded Romir and the mercenaries without alarm, but so far they don't seem willing to take any further action.

If they were to move, it would be when one of them pulled out the sword.

"Chi, give me a minute. Oh, no!

A mercenary standing nearest Romir shouts in a desperate voice waving his hands.

"When Mr. Noctua tried to draw water, he said he suddenly grabbed his shoulder from behind and called out."

Romir turned to Ishl and told him to throw up.

……

Ishur turned his gaze to Nocta and then to the men of the mercenaries.

There was no color of fear in Noctua's face. On the contrary, her eyes were burning in the flames of anger.

The opposing mercenary men were frightened. They are all uniformly blue-faced and smiling with a mesmerizing smile.

"Noctua is a royal maid. An unforgivable wolf."

And, side to side, Refia.

Noctua is a maid of honor attached to a rifia.

... This is not good.

Ishur peered and peered at the side of Lifia.

I almost got my hands on my own maid. Refia won't be exposed, like she's willing to round this place up.

"Ho, it's just an act of mercy. I just wanted to say hi in the morning."

"Hehe. Oh, the daughter of Wang Du is too dazzling for us. No offense, it's true."

Men, including the leader Terio, come desperately to defend themselves.

It is true that for them, the nocturnal and the sailiar may look glowing. It's a maid chosen by both of us and put on by Rifia and Mira. Naturally it looks good and beautiful.

Meanwhile, below Mary, the Wizard girls are present on the clouds. I guess you thought that a maid could still speak up, get along a little bit, maybe take it to a good place, etc.

"Knock."

Refia gets slightly angry and glared at the mercenaries' clarification.

"Refia, wait."

Ishur raised one hand to control the rifia.

And turn your face to Noctua and say a word,

"Noctua, you didn't give me your sword."

and said in a sharp voice.

Early in the morning, she hadn't put her sword on her hips yet.

"Shh, excuse me. Master Ishr. I'll be careful in the future..."

Nocta lowered her head towards Ishur to reveal her face softly.

……

Romir gets a distracted and frightened face.

"Ishur!"

Rifia recruits from the side.

"No, Refia. If you get busted, you're in trouble."

Ishur said with even more silence.

... I really don't have a drop of blood, a piece of meat left...

"Mmm."

Lifia bit her teeth and groaned small.

When Ishur looked sideways at the condition, he looked back at the signs of people approaching him.

"How are you feeling?"

"Well."

Captain Frid Randell and Mira with Sharka came from upstream.

"Lord Randall..."

Rifia explains the upside to Randall.

"Good morning, Ishur."

Mira ran a slight glance around her, stopping by Ishur to greet her in a whisper.

"Morning, Mira"

Ishur also returns it in a whisper.

"It's a hassle."

Did Mira grasp the situation in an instant? Or had someone already asked you how it went?

"Oh.... hmm?

Romir and his eyes met when he felt his gaze from the side and looked at you.

In his eyes, the disturbing colors have not yet disappeared.

"Keep it down, Romir. Don't pull it out."

Lord Ishur.

And there was a voice from Fridd.

"I can't overlook your attempt to work the royal maid, but I want to avoid ending the mercenaries here"

As Ishur approached Frid, he had spoken with a low voice.

"Until the village of Parago, we must ask them to carry their luggage."

"It's not a big deal what they did. I just grabbed Nocta's shoulder and heard her mouth a little nasty. I don't think we need to kill them all."

I'm certainly not just a servant if I were to be a royal maid. Royal authority, there will also be faces. But if this is how much noise I make to the people who do the bandit thing sometimes, I don't have Kiri.

"Uhm."

……

Fridd nodded, but Rifia, right next to him, is disgruntled.

Ishur said with a sharp glance at Rifia.

"Refia, be patient here. I'll punish them."

And I turned back to Flid and went on to say it.

"Can you let me handle this?"

"I'm sorry. Lord Riffia, that's all right."

"Okay. Let's pull here."

Refia refuses, snorts.

"Speak to Noctua later."

Ishur said to Rifia with a grin.

"Of course."

Lifia dyed her cheeks a little and turned her tung and face to the side.

Lords disqualify, such as devoting their loyalty to themselves, whining ministers, etc. Rifia herself would have liked to impose punishment on the mercenaries. But if she does it, it will be more harsh. Otherwise, his own authority will be scratched and no indication will be given to the minister.

But as a captain, Fridd, I can't admit it. The mercenaries must be asked to carry their cargo until they arrive in the village of Parago, as contracted.

Lifia gave Ishl the punishment of a mercenary crudely to a maid she had put on herself, not only because she took into account the circumstances of the crusade, but also because she placed her personal trust in him.

That shows up in her stubborn demeanor.

"Oh, come here for a second."

As he approached the mercenaries, Ishur shook his jaw to indicate a downstream with a wider river plain.

"Hih."

"Ma'am, wait for me"

All the mercenary men who were facing the Romyrs raised their voices of fear.

From now on, will it be wiped out by the legendary sword of Yveda? In the brains of the men, the tragic sight of that time may have come to pass.

Everyone knew who Ishur was, as well as the party leader Terio.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you."

Ishur laughed at the men.

"I thought I'd make a treat for dinner today. I'll get you guys to work."

Ishur glanced at the forest leading west of the river.

At the edge of a river plain stacked with rocks large and small, there is a hunter's road through which crusaders have come. Behind it, the grass is dense, and the deep forest is spreading so that it pushes over.

... Nell.

Ishur called Nell in his heart.

... Yes, my sword. What can I do for you?

Nell's voice remains the same as usual. Keep that dialogue up, what's up? Something like that.

I don't suppose she thinks anything about these human disturbances. Someone didn't use magic, and there's no blood flowing. It's not directly related to me, either. It doesn't matter to the Spirit, it's just a trivial thing.

Ishur looked at the forest on the other side of the river and said in a whispering whisper.

"We're going to hunt wild birds. I'll blow up the wind magic in the right place in the woods, so shoot down birds flying in the sky in surprise. You can ignore the little birds."

... I understand.

Nell's signs go away.

"Hey, what?"

"Duh, please..."

When Ishur smiled at the frightened men, he stretched his left hand towards the woods.

Among the trees, Don about a hundred long steps away (skull, about 65 m), a low sound sounded and the ground swayed. Tree branches and leaves danced in the sky, and large and small wild birds screamed and jumped up into the sky.

At the same time the sky was high, and countless things appeared like thin arrows of wind magic, pouring over the birds at different speeds.

The magical arrows of Nell's wind struck birds the size there, one after the other, around Yamadri and Pheasant, and about twenty fell into the woods.

"Hih..."

There was only one wizard at a mercenary party who raised a voice of fear.

The wind pressure of the explosion in the woods pushed through the trees to the Ishurs.

"Now, I want you to collect the wild birds that fell in the woods."

Ishur grinned as he looked over at the men who stood in sight.

"That's the punishment for you. If you don't hurry up, the Red Eyed Wolf or the Little Devil (Cobolt) will smell the blood and come by."

Well, instead of dropping in alert about the explosion earlier, I think it's more likely he's escaping if he's nearby.

"Wow, okay. Let's go."

The leader of the party spoke to the members.

Men jump into the woods.

"I'll feed you too!

Ishur screamed aloud at their backs as they disappeared into the woods.

... Nell, pay attention to those mercenaries. They're a little, they're not handy.

...... ok. I'll let you know if I make any suspicious moves.

Nell will get back to me shortly. She is ordered, as usual, to guard a group.

Ishur returned to Rifia and Mira, to the victim Nocta and to the hardening of Romir and the others who sheltered her.

Marya, Nina, and Lilina were also gathering.

"That'll do, won't it?

Ishur looked at Rifia and Nocta and said.

They were talking about something when Ishur called them out. He cautioned that Rifia would comfort Noctua and not allow mercenaries.

"Oh. But those guys, I wonder if they can pick up that bird that they shot down so easily"

Rifia asked Ishl to nod one thing.

"Must be pretty tough"

Regardless if you're also a hound, Nell's magically dropped wild birds will be caught between the trees or fall into the grass on the ground and even they used to hunting will be hard to find.

"Well, okay. While they're looking, we'll grab breakfast and get ready to go."

Ishur continued to Noctua and said:

"This is good for Noctua, too, okay? I'll feed you some solid meat dishes this evening."

"Thank you"

Noctua is soggy and has bowed his head to Ishl.

"I heard the story. Ishl."

"That's a hassle. Oh, my God."

"Mr. Ishl...... Um"

Marya, Lilina, Nina and I went on to speak to Ishl, but Nina seemed to have some opinions.

Nina has been wondering if she should rearrange the tent when camping at night.

Last night, downstream were Evan and the bearded, followed by a party of mercenaries, Nocta and Salia, the maids of Rifia and Mira, next to them, and Lucia.

"Yeah, let's do that. I'll make sure me and Romir sleep next to them this evening."

"Okay."

As Ishur turned his attention to Romir, he nodded with a serious face.

"You look great, Romir."

The figure of Romir, who sheltered Nocta behind him and was relative to a mercenary with a crude phase, seemed to be the protagonist of the story, something quite brave.

"No......"

Nocta, a little older than him, turned a gentle grin on Romir, who turned bright red and could illuminate.

After that, as soon as the mercenaries searched for a few preys each, the Royal Crusaders set out for the relaying village of Parago.

Until tomorrow morning, it is planned to continue straight on the hunter's road along the River Billaire. One row proceeded in a row along a narrow path.

Walking for about half an hour, Evan, one of the forerunners as a sight, returned and struck the captain's frid in the ear.

Lord Ishur.

Behind the frid is called Ishur, who was walking following Lilina and Nina and others.

"What's wrong?"

"About a hundred long steps from here (skull, about 65m) by the river, three little devils (cobolts) are dead"

When Ishur stopped by, Evan said with a sinister face.

"The cobolt..."

"Thank you. Someone killed him."

"Somebody? … to humans, do you mean?"

"Uhm."

Fridd nodded, too, without floating.

The bodies of three little devils. It was humans who killed him......

"Shall we go to the crime scene anyway? Right ahead of you."

Ishur raised one hand to stop Evan from trying to explain in detail.

... it's quicker to go on the spot and check directly than to listen here.

The line was led to the scene by Evan.

Nell, who is alerting his surroundings, should be discovering Kobolt's body earlier than Evan, but this time he didn't say a word to Ishur.

... but Kobolt and I don't even dare to report it. They treat mercenaries the same way they do.

Ishur smiled bitterly in his heart at Nell's ever spiritual judgment.

Evan was right about the crime scene, and we got there right away. Three bodies of cobolts were rolling around the middle of a slightly wider riverbank, laid with large and small rocks.

……

Lilina looks at it and looks at it.

"You better stay away from me."

Ishur spoke to the women, to Marya and Nina behind him.

Low temperatures and after death, it still doesn't rot because of not so much time. Cobolt's body solidified so that the two bodies folded together, a little further apart and the whole thing lay on a river stone.

"Fire magic."

And there was a voice of Marya from the side.

The two bodies, overlapping and falling, had their upper bodies burned, some of them carbide.

"You've already got a knife wound."

and the voice of Rifia from the other side.

The rest of the body was slashed from shoulder to chest by slaughter.

Red and black blood adhering to the corpse has not yet been cut dry. Some of the stones around them were also dyed black.

"These Kobolts haven't been killed for half a day."

"Ishur, this is..."

And Nina and Mira's chilling voice continued.

They all approached the corpse of the little devil without any hesitation, without even listening to Ishur.

"I know what Lord Mira is trying to say."

That's what Lifia has said and pointed a sharp gaze at Ishl.

"Oh. Maybe it's their fault."

... He's on his way to Canabal with a different behavior from ours, Seguro and Feldar must have killed him.

Fire magic is probably Feldar, Seguro if it was slashed.

"Lord Ishur, there are burning marks over there."

Dimars Benito said pointing to the one on the forest side.

When you look at it, there are certainly traces of burning fire towards the edge of the river plain.

"I guess a bunch of Kobolts attacked me where I'm in the wild here. But maybe..."

I said as Fridd did his hand to his chin and thought of something.

"These three may be the scourge of a great flock."

……

Tension ran with me.

They all make a difficult face.

Fridd's voice was heard in the rear as well, and the mercenaries began to bother.

If the object is not returned, the main body of the flock will move out sooner or later.

"Anyway, it's not nice to stay here long. What if we rush ahead?"

Fridd looked up and looked around at those around him and said:

... There is no such thing as a small herd of little devils if they are small in number, but if they are a large herd of fifty or hundred, they can be very dangerous.

I don't have a good view in the woods around me. The trees are in the way and the magic is hard to come by. It would be troublesome if we encountered a large group of Kobolts in such mountainous areas, deep woods.

It's common sense that I said...

"If a large group of Kobolts strike, I'll deal with it. Don't worry."

... Nell, that's what I'm talking about. Be vigilant around you. If a bunch of little devils approaches, let me know first. Don't start the attack on your own.

Signs of Nell's silent and overwhelming assent are conveyed in his heart.

"Um, then, please. All of you, let's go."

When Frid nodded in a good mood to Ishur, he gave orders aloud to those around him.

The noisy mercenaries quieted down, and Lilina and Dimars Benito looked relieved.

Meanwhile, Rifia and Mira just smile. I guess you don't have to be afraid of a big herd of Kobolts or anything like that for their girlfriends, whose strength is one step above the rest of the demon mentors.

The crusaders then proceeded along the trail along the river and were to camp in the same river plains as last night.

During the day, he never made contact with a large group of concerned little devils. They didn't attack me.

Something soft touched my lips.

What...

Consciousness is raised from the bottom of a deep sleep.

……

When I opened my eyes, there was Mira's face in front of me, edged by a slight light.

Her curly hair is dripping and touching her neck muscles. Her chest gets hot in her exhale.

"Ishur..."

Mira's eyes are shaking.

But the next word she uttered was something out of place.

"Looks like a big bunch of little devils are approaching."

Mira turns to her ear and whispers.

... right. I was asleep.

Was she on watch this time of year......

Sleeping next door, Romir turns his back on Ishur and is still asleep.

"Thank you, Mira"

Ishur woke up Romir when he woke up his upper body and went out of the tent.

"Nell."

I'm sorry, Sword. I refrained from informing you from me, drawing the will of the human woman there.

I heard Nell in my heart.

and shortly afterwards the wind blew through his head and Nell showed up.

"I didn't mean to, but I decided to give it up to this human being."

Nell looked bored and said out loud.

... Oh, yeah.

Ishur shrugs his shoulder. Mira didn't know what it meant and looked strange.

"The little bunch of devils are still at a distance. It's just coming up from both banks of the river, trying to surround it."

"How many?

"More than a hundred."

... That's a huge crowd.

Ishur glanced away and did it to the trees and mountain shadows that roamed the bottom of the night sky.

A large silhouette of Sharka rises there.

"Sharka taught me."

And, Mira from the side.

... Hmm. I guess.

Sharka is still pushing and shutting herself up even harder than usual, either because Nell is by her side.

"Romir, wake everyone up"

Ishur looked back and spoke to Romir, who had come out.

"Yes!"

Romir rushes towards the tent of the frid on the river.

"Mira continues to be on guard around her, and let her know what's going on when the rifias wake up. Never get your hands on it. I'll take care of everything with Nell."

"Okay, I get it."

Mira runs to the tent of Rifia and the others.

Ishur jumped up into the sky as he looked up at the darkness at night over his head.

Rise to a height of about five hundred long steps at once (skull, about 400 m).

The night sky in spring is cold in the middle of winter. Even if it haunts the air on the ground, the cold air will be stained in no time. The breath that exhales in front of me smokes white.

Ishur looked down.

The valley bottom stained in black does not see anything with the naked eye.

... No. Some pine flames are slightly hidden on the slopes of the eastern mountains.

Will the cobolt use fire......

I've never heard a little devil use fire before. It's an intelligence that I can't fool around with. Perhaps there is a head of the herd, a chief of the clan, in the center of that fire. Maybe a Cobolt Road that comes out with a game or something, or something like that.

……

Ishur lowered the magic of the wind around the valley of the River Bilair as he stretched his consciousness to the other realm of the wind.

A thin, blue, glowing curtain covers the ground.

……

Nell's signs of admiration came from somewhere.

Even she would be able to do this.

Ishl increases the concentration of the wind's magic power one by one.

The presence of a slightly smaller human form that moves between the trees….

This is definitely hard, there are over a hundred of them. No, I have about a hundred and fifty. A hundred on the side of the crusade camp, maybe fifty across the shore?

"Nell do the opposite shore. Start with the one leading the way and end it backwards. You don't have to destroy them all. You can miss the one who runs away. They use great magic to crush the trees around them, to crumble the mountains."

"Yes, sir."

Nell appeared right beside him and drowned his head (like this) deeply as Ishur put it out in his mouth and commanded him.

As she raised her face, countless blue wind magic rose across the slopes of the mountain over the river.

It just didn't make any noise. The wind didn't blow either.

Under the magic of the wind rising like thin columns, the little devils are disappearing one after the other.

... as beautiful as ever.

I couldn't feel any vivid signs of death there.

Ishur turned forward and looked down.

Well, it's my turn next.

Once the magic of the wind thrust into the valley is cleared to the camp side, it expands outward once again. When we capture a moving object of the human form in the process, each time it partially increases the concentration of magic power and grinds the object.

The blue veil of magic stretches the valley toward the peak and climbs.

The pine light that was glowing in the rear shook violently. The head of the herd noticed something strange.

Ishur put out the light at the end.

……

Ishur turned his gaze away and stared at the ridges of the mountains that spread to the south.

It is still a dark shadow in the night sky, stretching long to the east and west.

Beyond it lies the underground temple.

Ishur slowly descended when he exhaled.

... It was a bit of a hassle, but I can't help it.

If you do it flashy, knock down the trees, and do something like sharpen the mountains, one day there might be something damaging to the downstream lakeshore city, Rivares.

But Seguro and Feldar, who seem to be ahead, were given an unpleasant souvenir.

I guess that bunch of cobolts were sensing this one coming up the mountain as soon as possible. Didn't I give you a look at things with that? A rare, cohesive number of human populations came into the territory. They were motivated from the start. The smell of the wild bird at dinner may have also inspired them.

After this, the surviving Kobolts will be good bait for other warcraft, red-eyed wolves and giant tooth bears.

How many of them will make it back to the nest?

This also means that the Kobolts can be held back and the Crusaders can proceed safer.

In the wild river plains of its Malefiore crusaders, many fires were now burning and lighting up the banks of the river.

Many looked up into the sky, looking at this one. Everyone was smiling with a bright face.

In it, the figure of a gorgeous blonde girl stopped in my eyes.

"... Mira"

Ishur put his fingertips on his mouth and whined secretly.

On my lips, I still felt it then.

The next afternoon the trail departed from the East River and began to climb the mountain.

Marya had just given up her roots and Ishur carried her on her back, but Dimars Benito was still climbing the mountain path well.

For some time afterwards, when the yang began to lean, we met and saw the village of Parago on the valley side of our left hand side.

On the opposite peak, hidden between the trees, he was surrounded by stone walls so that he could stick to the summit of the mountain, and he could see a collection of buildings like the Marutai cabin.

The steep road now began to descend and went out to the Valley River again. There was a suspension bridge on the Valley River, and the southern slope of the opposite bank had a spacious stepping field there.

Ishur used the magic of the wind to reinforce the suspension bridge and crossed at the end of the line.

The bridge, small enough for one person to finally pass, was a substitute for anxiety as to whether the wooden planks on the bridge girder, by the way, fell off and an adult man with luggage could cross properly.

However, the height of the bridge was not so high, and the amount of water in the river flowing underneath, so much so that I would be prepared to die the moment I fell.

When Ishur finished crossing, Dimars Benito, who was waiting by his side, pointed down the river and said:

"Lord Ishur would have read it, too." The Valley of Demons "in the" Brectas Mountain Magazine "refers to the area at the end of this river where it meets the River Billaire."

"Oh, I see. Is that why you missed the mountain?"

The "Brektas Mountain Magazine" prepared for us by Trash Rouge said that the area in front of the village of Parago, where the valley river intersects with a few muscles, is a water drinking area for warcraft and is called the "Valley of Demons".

Instead of little devils and red-eyed wolves, he said, Earth dragons sometimes appear in the Valley of Demons. I can wonder why the village of Parago is behind it and why people live in such a place.

The book describes the village of Parago as a village where, more than five hundred years ago, a royal family chased by the Ladis royal family or a clan of leading aristocrats fled into the mountains. The point is, it's the same story as "the fallen of the bungalow".

"Well, that's why they say there are still people in the village of Parago with magic equipment"

Then we will also be able to manage to resist the raids of the great Warcraft.

"In the nearby Valley River, they say there are hidden places besides sand and village people, but they can also take rock salt nearby."

"Mm-hmm. Now I hear the sand is not so much more picked, but the rock salt is still being transported to the king's capital."

The village at the back of the mountain has valuable cash income, but most of the roads that follow to Rivares are trails similar to the hunter's road. It wouldn't be what you could call a decent deal.

"Ishur, shall we go? A little more pampering."

Marya stops by and looks up with her crushed eyes.

Ahead of crossing the suspension bridge, there is a way to climb the side of the staircase to the village. Everyone in the squad was in a row and climbing their way. On the side was a wall of cluttered piles of stones large and small.

"Yes, sir."

Ishur grinned and nodded. Benito was smiling bitterly, too.

Climbing to the top of the mountain and creeping through the village gates, many villagers were out on the side of the road and belled. All the young and old are burnt to the yang and dressed crudely, but I don't feel any great difference from the rural villages of the kingdom.

Everyone had a faint expression, but I could see the intriguing appearance from the color of their eyes.

The group proceeded straight to the back down the road through the center of the village.

The village of Parago, covered by stone walls, has a dense number of houses of less than fifty, heavy straw roof houses on earth walls, large and small marutai huts, etc. At the top of the deepest mountain was a wooden landscape and a rather fine stone hall beside it. It's just a fairly old building. The hall was the residence of the village chief's house.

The Ishurs stayed at the village chief's house, which had quite a few rooms. The room assigned to Ishur was for two, and he was in the same room as Romir.

Late at night, Ishur was called to Evan and to the room where Frid and Benito were staying.

When I went inside, I had all the others in more position than Marya and Nina, Lilina, plus Mira, Rifia and the Crusader's Mage.

The room where Fridd stayed was quite large and everyone was sitting in a chair surrounded by a centrally placed dining table.

"Ishur, this way"

Rifia called me and I sat in the seat next to her, where only one was empty, and one man dressed like a villager was kneeling behind the table. Evan knelt beside the man in the same way.

The man kneeling next to Evan was a bearded man who had preceded Canabal, a city with an underground temple.

I don't know his real name, but he named himself Siebeth and reported that he looked into the Canabal and Baltar holes.

What Siebeth talked about was primarily the relationship between Basilia and the executives, the head of Baltar's cave regiment. With regard to the approximation of the city of Canabal and the cave regiment, it has already been clarified in a letter sent by Seguro and Feldar.

The story was that the main executives of the Hole Regiment, the alleged figure, were Bastol, a belly brother imprisoned in Basilia, the leader of each of the two parties conducting the same exploration of the underground temple as Seguro and others, and a total of four men named Salio, one of the city's caregivers and an interlocutor with the inhabitants, with the possibility of falling back here due to circumstances other than Bastol.

"You made up your mind."

Refia reacted first to Siebeth's story.

"Abbreviate the man named Salio."

and frid said next.

All the others nodded, and there seemed to be no objection.

According to Siebeth, only Salio is slightly different in colour from the rest of the Hole Regiment.

I mean, I guess those other than Salio feel like the city's gorotzki, the bandits themselves.

"What about Ishl?

Marya asked Ishl.

"I think it's a good idea. In that Mr. Salio."

So Ishur woke up between them, and kept looking around at them and saying:

"But you can't just turn the man away and separate the caves from the city's inhabitants."

At several meetings held at the Royal Palace, Rusla suggested that the caveman rebel the city's neighbors and put the city's residents on the side of the crusaders.

The Hole Regiment is not made up solely of others. There are also numerous villages in and around Canabal and people of local origin. If you can, it's best to destroy the Hole Regiment all at once, but if there's a mix of locals, that might be difficult. Usually all over the city, some will live mixed up with the residents. And if you kill them all, it could leave some of the city's residents with remorse.

Rusla thought of that point and retained it to separate the cave regiment from the city's inhabitants, but Ishur thought it was dangerous then. There are people in the city who are as persistent as snakes.

... How long will it take to dive into the underground temple? Probably about four or five days, but in the meantime, if the civil strife in the Hole Regiment is over, if the rogue faction wins, there could be a big fire powder coming down here.

Not all of the Malefiore Crusaders go to the underground temple. Many, including the frid, are to remain on the ground, or rest in shallow parts of the basement, and install replenishment points.

If me and Liphia were still underground, it would be a load of work to do with the caves and some of the city's inhabitants alone with those who remain on the ground.

Even if it takes some time, it's better to get rid of the Gorots clean. You'd better show the difference in overwhelming power and cut your rebellion.

"First of all, head basilia definitely kills. I think it would be a good idea to kill all those who are likely to turn away, and let Salio inherit the rest of the Hole Regiment as it is. You can't be halfway to a guy like that. Their sleeping quarters, climbing into the occupied Lordship Hall of Canabal, kill the Basilians at the same time as they make contact with Salio. What do you say?"

Ishur saw the frid at the end and tightened it. There was a distorted grin on that face.

"I need to get rid of my hindsight worries. Crusaders will have no problem with their power."

... instant instant execution, killing the head of the enemy with an electroluminescent fire causing a so-called coup. If only this one could occupy the Ajito of the Hole Regiment. Once you're done, just leave it to Salio and let Evan and the others keep an eye on you.

"When you arrive in Canabal, first go to Basilia and see how you are feeling. You'll be on guard over there, but if you have to, you can leave it to me. Let's get this over with."

"... ok. Let's go with Lord Ishur's proposal."

Fridd roamed for only a few moments, but immediately raised an invincible laugh and nodded heavily.

The next day, the crusaders separated the mercenaries they had hired in Rivares and left the village of Parago before noon.

From the village, just three youths of the same age as Ishur were attached as guides until they entered the basin.

Frid spared no effort and gave the village chief a leather bag full of king gold coins. The villagers once had a heirloom with the descendants of a rebellious clan to the royal family, but the village chief and other people of the village of Parago saw no hostility or objection to the crusaders.

The crusaders followed the guides' youths and took the mountains once to the east, bypassing the heights and climbing to the peaks that exited the basin.

You went into the alpine belt from around there. The trees disappeared and the view improved.

Will the altitude probably be about three thousand long steps (skull, just over 2000 m)?

Ishur missed its flow when the strong wind blew, and the danger of the scaffolding was reinforced by Dimars Benito using the magic of the earth.

There was still a lot of snow on the north slope of the mountain. The weather was nice that day, but the temperature, naturally, had fallen a lot.

"Ahead, at the top of the mountain descending into the Middle Basin, there is a mountain called the Dragon's Nest."

A young man in the village walking behind Ishur, a young man named Abbat, said.

"The Dragon's Nest?

"Oh. There's always a few Fire Dragons, around the top of the mountain. I rarely attack humans, but you're a lot of people and some use magic, so it might strike you a little bit."

When Ishur looked back and spoke his doubts, Abbat answered his gaze farther away and towards its mountains.

"The Fire Dragon? Why..."

"Come on. I don't know. There's a lot of fire dragons around the Medium Basin."

……

Ishur also sharpened his gaze and stared at the mountains ahead.

I felt something caught in my heart. I got suspicious.

The crusaders then camped in small groups of several people on the southern slopes of the mountain, in a horizontal hole-like plot, while the sun was still high.

Ishur initially slept in the same horizontal hole as Romir and Benito and others, but somehow Romir and others switched with Mira and Rifia along the way, leaving him with a sleepless evening without knowing why.

The next morning the concerned weather was also beautiful and sunny, and he began walking again with cotton.

On the south side of the ridge, the mountains follow, and the lower part is covered by a candle. What Avat and others called the "Medium Basin", a basin with an underground temple, was not yet visible. The "Middle Basin" was further western than its current location.

"Huh."

Ishur leaked his facial overhang as he walked.

... Not at all, because of them...

Ishur looked back, almost in a row vertically, in a long queue to proceed. It follows yesterday's village youth, Romir in Abato, and Rifia and Mira and Sharka.

Rifia and Mira looked away when Ishur and I met each other, the punishment seemed evil.

But Sharka looks difficult and stares forward.

... the sword.

There Nell's voice echoed behind his brain.

Almost at the same time, Lifia, who had been distracted, looked forward with a harsh face.

……

And Ishur turned forward, and behold, beyond the mountains, in the distant mountains, there were signs of awkwardness.

"Sword, it's Fire Dragon. Five of them all, coming down the mountain."

Now Nell said clearly in his voice.

"Oh."

When Ishur told him to squeal, he gazed and looked far ahead, looking back.

... the dragon is coming down.

When the figure was slightly visible, the first one, including the ascent, divided the next two to the left and right, each turning to the slope of the mountain. The remaining two keep up the speed and come straight in.

"Fire Dragon!

"Mmm."

"Ah, ah."

Frids, Lilina and Marya moving forward in Ishur raise their dismay.

Ishur stared at the motion of the fire dragon.

... what? What are these guys doing?

Are you going to pinch this one from up, down, left, right...

Unprecedented, controlled fire dragon movement.

"What the hell?"

At that time, I had a bad feeling.

Ishur somehow turned the exact opposite, behind him.

I can't even see Mira or Rifia. Far east, stared across the sky.

Ahead, there was the Red Emperor Dragon.