Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

"Go ahead, go to my husband's hall."

A slight, disturbing color seeps into the smiling man's eyes.

Ishur quickly shifted his gaze from the city of Canabal to the man in the blue jacket, followed by his eyes on the ruins that spread behind him.

Collapsed without traces, weathered stone walls and cracked, grassy cobblestones.

In the center of the ruins there are several corner columns lined with fine vertical lines. The stone columns are all broken and crumbling along the way. Of course, that group of pillars would have supported it, the large roof does not even have its shards left.

Against the background of the surrounding green and blue skies, the bright gray colour of the remains appears to rise.

Somewhere there's a little bird ringing.

A gentle daytime that invites drowsiness. It is a daily routine that has been repeated in the course of a long time, to the point of prolonged despair.

Far back in the day, this place led to the underground temple of the desolate god Baltar.

... The Bandits' men are in the way. To follow the remnants of the old days.

……

To the words of the bandit man, captain Frid Randell let the confusion climb on its face for just a moment.

The moment is reflected in Ishur's sight.

"... eh"

Ishur was small and hurried forward when he uttered an unspoken sound, calling out to the bandits' men.

I won't let these guys do what they want.

"Welcome Hard"

I said with my voice down.

Ishur quickly sidelined his gaze and ran from the man in the blue jacket to the man standing next to him.

The other man is dressed in a short length, beige thin land cape with brown trousers, thin dirty generated shirts and mediocre city residents.

Something funny creeps up.

Ishur smiled sarcastically in his heart.

This man is also lovingly smiling, but his face is not very good. I don't care how you look at it, you haven't been able to be a resident of the city.

... of a bandit, the face of a villain.

"Are you from the Hole Group?

Ishur couldn't stop saying it, and he broke his face.

"Bandits, etc... We are the lords of Canabal, those who serve Basilia."

The man in the blue jacket does not break his obnoxious attitude toward Ishur either.

"I'm sorry I've come so far. Before we go to the city, we want to test this ruin.... I was wondering if you could wait a while"

Finally, pull up the edge of your mouth.

I asked Nell as I said it.

... any of those guys around here hiding around and watching over us?

... Yes. At the other end of the temple, there is a human being hiding in the shadows and wandering this way.

Nell's suppressed voice goes through the bottom of his mind.

... Kill. Quiet, don't let anyone notice.

Ishur did not change a single complexion, but commanded Nell in his heart.

A breeze blew behind the ruins. Thin and dusty.

I felt a slight swing of magic, but no one noticed.

Nell did not reply. executed silently.

In that shadow, where only the foundations of some building remained, one person disappeared and disappeared.

"Um, you did. The Apostle will wait here for a while."

Fridd comes to talk to Ishl.

"Yes, no...... Oh, oh. Then we'll guide you through the ruins."

The blue man, for a moment, agitated but quickly recovered and said with a darkened grin.

Bandit men and frid, isles. The air around them gets tighter.

... any spirits? What do you say?

Ishur stays silent and entertains their conversation.

I was pointing my attention to Nell.

... I don't feel any particular signs, but if it's a good spirit to hide, I can't even find it.

... right.

Then this is...

"I don't need your guidance."

Lilina stepped forward in front of the men and said:

From behind, there are signs of bearded men unloading their luggage.

Ishur slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

... You've made up your mind.

A word of Lilina became a decision maker.

Ishur lined up beside her as she pulled her jaw slightly.

"You guys stay quiet there. Don't make any weird moves."

and, on the other hand, give instructions to Nell immediately.

... lay a line between the ruins and the city. If there are spirits trying to pass, wipe them out without question.

You can weaken the line.

There is no doubt that Basilia is orchestrating some sort of plot (hahahaha) in Canabal. Probably trapping, waiting for you.

She's trying from the front. The fact that he has sent a messenger to pick him up demonstrates that. Whether this one is suspicious or not, there's no need to be more vigilant, and the men in this cave are like a challenging letter from that woman.

Then you won't have to hide this plan either.

These men told me to come straight to the Lordship Hall. When this one saw the ruins and talked to them, he said he would guide himself. These guys don't want to give us a unifying gap to decide what to do.

The battle is already under way.

Evan and the other from the rear, a bearded man advanced and stood to the left and right of the bandits' messengers.

Romir and the Celia and Nocta of Mira and Rifia's squire move to the right about time, blocking the trail that leads to Canaval.

"Ugh..."

Both the man in the blue jacket and the man next to him distorted his expression.

"Shall we see the ruins, Mr. Fridd?"

Ishur looked back when he spoke to Frid and smiled at Mira and Rifia.

Let's go, you guys.

There was an entrance to the underground temple.

When Ishur glanced sideways at the Bandits' men for a moment, he leaned his gaze to the front. It was the heart of a ruin buried with dust and sand. A long time ago, there was an entrance down to the underground temple of the desolate god Baltar.

Below the captain's frid, a corner surrounded by miras, rifiahs, and royal magicians is filled with black soil mixed with crumbling stones, and grass grows by the way. In the meantime, I also saw an old stump of Oki.

"Sure, in this case, don't go in from here."

Dimars Benito said in a heavy voice if you can feel what's going on in the ground.

"Well, I've been setting you up from the enemy side,"

Ishur nodded small at Benito's words and just got to the point.

"No problem. Let's do as we planned."

Lilina said with a smile.

"Mm-hmm. Everybody, so do you mind?

and looking around frid.

……

"Okay, I get it."

Marya to Rifia, Nina nodded silently, and Mira answered in a tone that sounded strangely sweet.

We have already decided on the control of the Hole Squad, the placement of each member and their actions.

That, in the end, remains very unchanged whether the Basilian movement is unexpected or not. Most importantly, at what point does she appear, but that time and place has already been numerous assumed and manoeuvres set up. It's thorough with all of the crusaders.

Sieves and the others called.

Ishur preceded Canabal and asked Fridd about the trend of Siebeth and others who were supposed to work on Cave Regiment executives, Salio.

"The morning report is the last."

One of Siebeth's “mustaches” is visiting Evan early in the morning to report the situation.

That was the news that Siebeth and the others had made contact with Sario safely and entered the process to take our side here.

There is really a delay of about half a day in the transmission, so now I don't know if the tuning has succeeded or if I have been able to secure Salio's identity.

It was one of the anxiety elements in this bandit squad crackdown.

However, no matter what happens to Salio, if we can catch him killing Basilia, a lot of people will decide. And then there will be the main question of what to do about restoring security in the city, such as hunting the remnants of the bandits.

"I can't wait for Sieves to hear from you. If you don't accept Basilia's invitation, it's rude."

Marya joked in her usual unchallenged voice.

"Hehe. Do you want him to show you around?"

Fridd laughed small and turned his gaze toward the men who had pulled in the hole regiment.

As the line returned from the ruins, Lilina spoke to the man in the blue jacket.

"I'm done testing the ruins. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Then I'd like some guidance."

"Wow, I get it"

The man said in a trembling voice as he nodded.

"Come here, gentlemen."

The two bandit men took the lead, right behind Lilina, followed by Frid, Rifia and Ishur, all in a row to walk down the trail to Canabal.

Once the road descends the hill, it climbs in front of the city of Canabal. It is surrounded by meadows, but in the rainy season the river flows, and no grass of length grows.

From the hillside with the ruins, you can still hear the birds chirping. Spring sunshine brightens the neighborhood, luminous cheerfulness that invites drowsiness.

But now, that's not all I can do.

... How's it going around the castle in Canabal? Do you feel dangerous?

Walking slowly, Ishur asked Nell.

... no, especially. What do we do, go ahead and find out more?

... No. Not yet. The enemy will have spirits, too. Let's wait until the end of the line. What we need to be aware of is the demonic seal formation and similar junctions. You just have to know if it's there.

……

A slight sign of Nell's approval comes through.

Lucas, the Golden Spirit, has always been silent, leaving the signs erased.

Talking to Nell never squeaks out with me or me. It's quite a spiritual spirit, unlike the outside.

There is no sign of any other human around, all walking silently. Mira right behind me is quiet too.

A breeze blows from the west.

I feel a mixture of cold winds, mixed with the smell of spring bright young leaves, maybe from the mountains of Brectas or slightly piercing my skin.

Ishur sharpened his gaze and stared at the walls of Canabal, which were gradually larger and higher blocked by the goers.

Then, to a slight source of cold air, he stretched the tip of his senses deep and ahead.

Even if you have the magic of the wind, you don't always know everything that lies far ahead.

I can't really tell you that there's always something special ahead of you.

But now at this moment, I felt like there was a mixture of something, something different, that wasn't just a cold breeze blowing down from the alpine zone.

By the way, the old canaball dirt walls repaired cover my sight.

... Is it a Moon God trap?

Something I don't know about is in the cave club building.

"Welcome to Canabal"

The man in the blue jacket took off his threats or said so back to the tone he could afford.

The man stood in front of the city gate and gave him one hand, dropping his hips and bowing his head towards the Ishurs.

It sounds like a sturdy iron door.

The castle gate was opened.

Behind the gate was a small square.

There were just a few bounty hunter-looking men standing there, and no one else.

On the front it hit the inner contour or there was an iron gate very similar to the outer gate on the stone pile wall of the Lordship Hall.

When the gateway was also opened and a line entered, a large building surrounded by trees stood at present.

Looking up, I saw a domed roof with a small tower in all four corners.

I don't see much on the continent, it's an old architectural style. The bright earthy exterior walls were covered with countless tints of blue as early as possible.

"Oh, it's a very hobby mansion."

"You're quite old."

I hear Mira and Lifia from behind.

"Well, you both say the same thing."

As Ishur told him to look back and whine, Mira cautiously, Lifia smiled with an undecorated grin.

... both of you, you can afford it.

Mary and Nina behind it showed Ishul one, nodding. They are calm, too.

Further back, only Dimars Benito looked nervous.

Ishur also made everyone smile and nod.

But I was more nervous inside than Benito.

I have a slight hunch. That was what I cared about what the moon god was going to do and what that awful goddess would do.

"Welcome aboard. My husband is waiting, please come inside."

In front of the kannon opening door, which hits the front entrance, stood an old man dressed unexpectedly as a legitimate butler.

"Uhm."

Flid nods heavily replacing the lead with Lilina. And the door opened.

Stepping indoors, there was first between refrains that were not even as wide as they were, and behind them a large hall that blew through to the ceiling.

Walk through the wooden planks sunk in seasoned koko tea and the dim entrance hall covered by dull ocean lacquered walls, possibly into the great hall used for the Lord's sight and dinner party.

The ceiling was kept visible from the outside. It was domed. There are windows lined up at the height that hits the second floor.

Old, stone hall.

Romir and his servants, even Evans the luggage man, have no words to stop, and are drawn inside.

… Originally, the servants and wives are guided to a separate room.

Ignoring the usual modus operandi, I forced everyone into one room. It's too blatant.

Basilia is grand from the front and willing to set it up all at once.

I may not have much time.

Ishur called Nell. Hit and confirm one question after another.

... Anything suspicious?

... None. Neither the Enchanted Regiment nor the other Junctional Magic Regiments. No magic equipment is installed either.

... What's the enemy's placement?

... There seems to be about ten inside the hall and a few underground as well. Outside there are more than twenty people, lurking in the shadows of buildings and trees.

... What about the wizard?

...... There are signs of someone with magic equipment. We don't know for sure if we use magic or if the Spirit doesn't show up.

"Hmm."

Ishur looked at the person standing in the upper seat at the end of the hall, front when one nodded.

Slightly reddish rich blonde hair, luxurious neckline and crimson long dress on the chest.

Insured beauty smiled.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen of the Royal Family. I've been waiting for you."

Lord Basilia, Lord of Canabal.

A low frid voice echoes indoors.

……

Flid and Basilia split between a few long steps (skulls, about 0.65m for a long step) and stare at each other from the front.

"Heh heh, it's been years since the Kingdom of Ladis sent a magician to such a country."

"It's been about a hundred years."

"Well, not so..."

The attitude of Basilia is deliberate.

Ishur glanced behind her back at the maids lining up diagonally behind her.

It's called an earlier butler, it's called these maids, and they're no different from their little lords on the outside.

Originally, the Seguros informed me that there are a large number of people from the city in this hall, other than the Bandits, who work as servants. Basilian sisters and brothers are not strangers, nor are they originally from the city of Canabal.

I can hear Mira and Sharka talking in a small, almost inaudible voice from behind. I don't know for sure, but he still seems to be checking for magic formations, etc.

Lifia stands in front of Ishur's diagonal, with Lilina standing beside him. Marya and Nina, Benito and others who are less capable of melee fighting, are surrounded by Lucia and Romir and other followers, behind a group. Further to protect them from behind, the bearded men unload their bags and stand upright at a slight distance from each other.

"Please feel free to use our castle while you stay. And of course, we should use a better guide to investigate the underground temple."

"Um, I appreciate that. Shall we not hesitate to take care of the Lord?"

The conversation between Basilia and Frid continues.

"Of course, the costs will be borne by us. Let's make sure we pay later."

"... Yes, I did. Then you will all be tired from the long journey, if you moisten your throats first because we have drinks for you. Let's celebrate the Marefiore crusade."

Basilia grinned in a good mood and looked around at the crusaders sitting behind the frid. The maids pull into the back room and push a wagon with glasses and ceramic watermarks.

There's no one else in Baltar's Hole Squad? Your minister, no. What happened to the Bandits' executives? I want to see your face. "

Ishur uttered a tantrum that smashed the spot the moment Basilia and I met each other.

There was no more beside me, it was just a blatant provocation.

But that was predetermined so that those who perceived as soon as possible that there was an intent to raid, such as on the face and around them a cave group hiding mercenaries or setting up magic formations, would break into the mouth of Basilia and make some kind of statement.

"There is no one else" and "I want to see the face of the executive" were also words that implicitly suggested that the enemy was hiding himself and preparing to raid outside the hall.

Ishur received a report from Nell informing his allies that the enemy had intent to attack.

……

Frid turned to Ishl and pulled up the corner of his mouth.

"Well, hehe.... What about you?

I also had my first grin on Basilia's face on this occasion.

"What's your name?

The female head's voice goes low.

His eyes narrow and he glances at Ishul. Cold colors of hostility mix in the glowing light.

The strained air covered the entire hall with silence.

"It's Ishr Bersch."

Ishur also grinned thinly, answering low.

Basilian eyes opened wide to his name. A red lotus flame burns in her eyes (nakoko).

Ishur's name signaled.

Suddenly, the fierce sound of glass breaking rings throughout the hall. The maids turned their backs and rushed out to the back room. A glass spilled from the wagon breaks and countless fragments are scattered across the floor.

"Become!?

Signs of something running beneath your feet, underground as you make a scene.

The ground vibrates violently.

... I was hit.

The Golden Spirit, Lucas' cry, penetrates through his heart.

Don, a violent vibration pierced my entire body. Suddenly, the walls on both sides of the hall sink into the ground.

The dome of the ceiling has fallen along with the roar.

... It's not magic, it's some kind of trick.

Disgusting, the worst memory instantly comes back to life. Melilla's life was lost, then......

Moment after moment, a red flash ran in front of me. Rifia activated the martial arts arrow.

Hmm?

Almost simultaneously, Nelly's ring reacts.

The speeding wind, the magic of acceleration, activated.

All sounds faint in the distance and disappear.

……

Lifia looked back and smiled at Ishl.

And run forward. Ahead there was the figure of Basilia, mixed with the maids and running away.

Female bandits also move fast. He squeezes the hem of the dress with one hand and quickly moves from the center of the hall to run right behind the maids. That woman also has the magic of acceleration at work.

Next to the rifia following that basilia, a line of rillinas lined up.

Lifia and Lilina are supposed to take Basilia directly or capture it.

As Ishur turned to the signs behind him, Mira was slowly jumping and trying to hug him.

Overhead comes the stone of a collapsed ceiling.

Ishur stuck one hand out into heaven and said to Sharka, who stood behind her.

"I'll do it."

The magic of Nelly's ring acceleration is working. The words did not speak, but were passed on to Sharka. She turned off the magic of gold that was beginning to unfold overhead.

The magic of the enormous wind covers the area around the crumbling hall. It's not Ishur's, it's Nell's junction magic.

She was instructed to put a wind prison formation on her side at the start of the battle and isolate the perimeter of the mansion from the outside. It was to allow allies to wield magic, and at the same time to prevent enemy escapes, reinforcements from outside the castle, and raids.

...... come on.

Heavy......

Ishur gathered the magic of the wind in the fist he thrust up.

Try to blow the walls falling inside and the ceiling falling, with force.

"Become"

At that time, now an unidentified magic ran beneath his feet.

When I lowered my gaze, either the Basilian Spirit on the front or the earthy Spirit appeared only on the upper body from the floor, soiling magic on the floor of the hall. Silhouette spirits like women. Faces and outfits are even thin and blurry, unclear.

A frid, who was retreating beside Mary and Nina, slashes the spirits at different speeds and slashes them. The magic of the earth boils from Benito as well, but slower than the magic of the Spirit.

A sword with the magic of Frid's martial arts breaks the Spirit.

But I couldn't make it either. The magic of the earthen spirits had already been activated. A crack runs on the floor of the hall and the ground collapses at the same time as the cries of the mutilator who does not become her voice.

... this.

Eat up your teeth all the time and concentrate on the tip of the fist you poke up.

Up ahead.

Ishur blew the roof of the falling hall into the sky.

Moments, the sunlight blinks full of vision.

The magic of Nelly's bracelet acceleration was scratched off at the same time. A mass of stone and wood rising high in the sky with the roar dissipates and disappears into the blue sky.

Next!

Ishur turns his fist down this time as he falls.

Moments, hot magic ran through the earth. It's not my own, it's someone else's, different magic.

A golden light covers my vision.

"Ugh."

When the light went out, the ground collapsed to a halt and an iron mass was laid under his feet.

The iron floor, by the way, is mixed with debris to make irregularities.

"Ishle!

Mira hugs me even as I lose my balance.

"Shield, it's late. I'm sorry, but the bandits out there cleaned up."

Overhead, Lucas reveals himself as the Spirit of Gold against the background of a pompous open blue sky.

"You're not the only one who's killed an enemy."

Nell also appeared on that diagonal.

"I don't need your help with the sword. It's just out of the way."

"Oh, the Great Spirit of Gold..."

Mira whines in a relaxed tone that is out of place as she hugs Ishl.

"Mmm."

Sharka looked up at Lucas with a sharp gaze.

"No, Nell. That's not true. Thanks, Luca."

"Ugh."

When Ishur thanked Lucas, Nell blushed his neck and looked badly punished.

"Hehe."

Lucas turned to Sharka as he smiled and gave Ishur a full hand.

"Long time no see, Charcusphere"

... Charcasphere? You mean Sharka.

"Lucastforob......"

Sharka looked disgusted and said softly.

"Oh, Sharka. Are you acquainted with this spirit?

"Nothing."

Even to Mira's question, Sharka doesn't sound like that.

... Is there anything I can do? Well, let's ask Luca later.

Ishur looked over the hall where the ceiling and surrounding walls disappeared. The place is full of sunlight and the brightness is no different from the outdoors. On the outside of the collapsed wall, trees caught in the magic of the Ishur wind and flown branches, and around the dirt wall beyond it, the magic wall of the unfolded wind of Nel appears thin and watery.

... but they did. I didn't know it was the first shot, and you didn't use magic.

Sometimes the Spirit can see you when you plant a magic formation. The Spirit naturally also reacts sensitively to magical activation. The Wizard is the same. Basilia knew about it and set traps like pitfalls and fishing ceilings in the basement that didn't require magic.

There is a prison underground in this Lordship Hall. I guess I used that facility to do the piercing work before this one arrived. Or maybe there's been some trick for a long time, and I modified that into something even bigger.

Have you noticed Shield?

Have you read Ishur's thoughts, or Lucas has spoken.

Speaking of which, Lucas was the first person to react in this matter. He was definitely screaming "hit" or something.

... you mean the underground trick?

... Oh, that's it. Did Shield still notice?

... No. I just knew there was an old prison in the basement.

The existence of an underground space, such as a prison, could be detected, but if we do not take the time to concentrate and investigate, we will not know the details of that space. I don't know what kind of trap is set up, that far.

... chains? I could see the bundle moving underground.

... Right.

of the chain, the presence of metals and their movements, as well as other movements of ropes, stone and timber-like objects, could also be felt.

It was just a flash, too, and the sensing itself was delayed because it was underground, and I couldn't handle it properly.

The spirits of the earth that appeared shortly afterwards and collapsed the ground would have been the covenant spirits of Basilia. If dirt magic could be used, it might not have been that difficult to create a massive trick in the basement.

The member supporting the wall of the hall is balanced and fixed with a hammer (stomach) via, for example, detaching the hammer, the member is detached, the wall collapses, followed by the ceiling, the roof also collapses, was it such a trick? Now Luca's golden magic blocks the basement, though I can't quantify the details.

When Ishur ordered Lucas to continue his perimeter vigilance, he turned his eyes to Mary and Nina, surrounded by Lucia and Romir and their squire and bearded men.

The two nod small at Ishl and turn their calm gaze.

Under their feet were some of the previous floors, which were still there. The soil magic interference emitted by Benito must have spared the collapse. Around it is covered with a stretched iron mass of lucas, with debris of all sizes and sizes giving their heads.

... The Maryas, in particular, do not appear to be injured.

I'm glad to hear that, but Benito is sitting on the floor behind them. A moment of magical confrontation with the earthly spirits that appeared earlier must have quickly drained them. He must have a covenant spirit as well, but earthy spirits are often golem-shaped. If the Spirit of Benito is of that type, it is not safe to summon him on this occasion.

"Evan, this one's fine. Get in touch with Sieves and secure Salio, as you're told."

A frid holds his sword in his sheath, and gives orders to the bearded ones.

"Ha."

As Evan bowed his head, the men gently scattered on all sides simultaneously.

Some jumped over the broken wall from the fallen entrance and exit of the door.

All well trained and quick moves, especially those who went beyond the walls, also seemed to possess and activate the martial arts magic equipment from its leap.

"Mira, as per the operation, please say hello"

Ishur looked down at Mira, leaning back to bring her to her right shoulder, and whispered.

Mira and Sharka are supposed to be on alert from the air after the battle, destroying the enemy if they have reinforcements along with Nell and Lucas, or sweeping the rest of the enemy in the castle.

"Okay..."

"Ishur!"

From behind Mira's voice, Lifia's screaming voice overlapped.

Lifia and Lilina followed Basilia, who fled the hall, but not so far away from the feeling of her voice. She appears to be in a room next door, supposedly between refrains.

Basilia couldn't have escaped those two either. She must have hidden magic gear, but she can't use it at the same time as the magic of acceleration.

Ishur nodded at Mira, who rode on Sharka's shoulder and floated in the air, and when he saw Frid's face and got a glimpse of it, he rushed out to the one with the voice of Rifia.

Nell and Lucas have already disappeared into the air. Frid and Marya are supposed to stay on the spot, wait for the beard report, and respond if anything goes wrong.

Ishur repeatedly leaped between the collapsed stones that put his head out of the iron mass and moved to the refrain room behind the hall.

The back room, spared from collapse, still had dust standing thin.

The whole ceiling, and the walls around it, were also strangely dark as they entered from the great hall where many blew up.

Ishur let the breeze blow and dust, and proceeded to the back. I don't see where the maids who ran away, just like Basilia, went and who they are alone.

During the refrain, they were in the same room as both the stairwell leading to the back, only about half partitioned by thin partition walls. There was no door between me and the stairwell.

Lifia and Lilina were in the corner of that stairwell.

Basilia had her hands and legs tied and had fallen at their feet.

It lay in the light that plunged through the windows of the dance floor on the middle and second floors, its shadowed darkness.

As Ishur entered the stairwell, the female head ran bloody with anger and fear (not to mention) and stared at her from the bottom.

"Is everyone all right between the sights?

Lifia has spoken to Ishl.

"Oh."

Ishur stood in front of Basilia as he nodded and looked down at its sharp corner face with no expression.

"Come on. Get the rope! Oh, this is what I do,... Hih"

"Be quiet."

Before Basilia finished, she put the blade tip of the fine sword in Lilina's hand on its side.

"It was a big setup trap and it was pretty good. I thought you didn't use magic in your first shot."

Ishur said to Basilia with a thin grin.

... I don't know how everyone else was, but I was in a pretty hurry myself, panicked.

Turn your face to Refia.

"So, why did you call me?

If these two caught you, no matter how powerful a wizard Basilia is, nothing can be done. If this woman has no chance of escape, now is the time to leave her alone. There are other things we need to hurry, and we can do it later.

"That dirt spirits belong to this woman, right? I checked what I was wearing, but this guy doesn't have any dirt magic. I can't find a magic fixture for fire, or a magic fixture for poison taste. All I had was a magic fixture for the wind."

"This one."

Lilina has shown us a commonplace silver ring with no weirdness whatsoever.

"And..."

Refia's eyes are narrowed and her mouth is tightened.

I looked like I was in a hurry.

"It feels kind of weird. Doesn't Ishl feel anything? There's something wrong with this woman."

"Eh."

... if you ask me.

Ishur glanced down at Basilia lying flat on the floor.

The female head tied to her limbs is sweating under her messy hair and on her forehead.

... this feeling.

Because of the woman, there is a slight leak of magic...

Even though Ishur did, he remembered the bitterness he had tasted before.

The magic seeping out of Basilia is very weak. But this is the same discomfort I felt back then. Intuitively figured it out.

At that time.

That's Oomeo's tongue, when Emilia was killed.

Lelia, the moon god who looked like Melillah, appeared, it's a night of strife.

When Endra, my sister who stabbed Emilia, and Cerda, who was turning into Endra, died, Cerda was wearing it then, the "mask of transformation".

Spirit God's, magic fixture of transformation......

"Nell!

Ishur was somewhere far away, staring into the universe and shouting.

... the sword.

Nerlelanke didn't show up, she just leaned over.

... Is this human woman wearing a masked magic kit? What do you say?

... Speaking of which, you feel something.

For just a few moments Nell will be silent.

"Sword, grab this human face and shed the magic of the wind. There is no magic that can resist the magic of the sword. There will be some change."

And in his ear, Nell said clearly in his voice.

"It's"

"What..."

Nell's voice also sounded like Lifia and Lilina, or both of them aligned to strengthen their faces.

"Damn!"

Ishur reached right and grabbed Basilia's face, either as soon as Nell would say. From her cheek to her chin, the woman echoed and stiffened her entire body as Ishur's fingertips ate in.

In my heart, that night's anger and sorrow come to life. A passion rushes through your whole body.

……

The color of Ishur's eyes changed. Tighten the corners of your mouth and look tough.

Ishur flushed the magic of the wind down the woman's face.

"Oh, oh."

Basilia's face distorts into pain and trembles all over her body.

"Bye."

When the blue and white magic flashes on the woman's face, the face becomes dull and loses its distorted shape to liquefy.

When the face that was Basilia disappeared completely, a thin, dirty white mask appeared.

The feeling of human skin disappears at the fingertips and turns into a thick, coated resin, soothing touch.

"Definitely, this is a mask of transformation"

Ishur pulled the mask off the face of the woman who was Basilia.

The face underneath it was a completely different person, the hair and skin colors were the same, but the noticeable nose was distinctly different, the face of a strange woman.

The woman weeps from her half-open eyes, and from her mouth she is drooling and fainting. The woman seemed to have been hit by the magic of the Ishur wind, or lost her mind by the shock when the magic of the transformation expired.

"The magic appliance of transformation! It is true that it is passed on to the House of the Holy King…"

"Legendary magic equipment."

Lilina captured and said Lifia's verbal butt, groaning.

"Give me Mira!... call me Mira"

Ishur turned his emotional disappearing eyes to Refia and said in a sad voice like the end of the world.

"Okay.... I'll bring him in right now"

Lifia nodded one as she placed her hand on Ishur's shoulder and instantly disappeared as she dyed her eyes bright red as it was.

Ishur clenched his left fist so as to endure the pain of creeping up in his chest.

I can stand by the urge to crush the mask in my right hand by accident.

Emilia, Cerda, died that night.

Emilia's sister Endore had already been killed and her sister's dream of creating an orphanage disappeared with dew...

"It's a big deal."

Lilina turned her face around and squealed.

"... Mr. Ishl, hold on. We have to do it now."

Lilina probably doesn't know about the tragedy that happened at the Holy Stone mine.

"We need to find a real Basilia"

But what happened to it? She's right.

……

Ishur raised his face, which was leaning down when he bit his lips off.

Hold back the gushing passion all the time.

... Exactly, don't miss that woman.

The phony who is rolling under his feet now is losing his mind. Will I throw up as soon as I wake you up? No, have you been informed from the beginning of where Basilia hid, escaped, etc...

We have to hurry.

"Master Ishr!

That's when I heard Mira screaming behind me. Rifia and Sharka, the signs of the three of us are approaching.

"Mira."

Ishur told her to whine, letting her put up a white mask.

"... sounds definitely right. This is the treasure of the House of the Holy King, the magic of the Transformation."

Mira said in a harsh tone when she received the mask from Ishur and gave it up.

"This mask is quite old, as it looks. Hundreds of years ago, for whatever reason, it seems to have been spilled from the House of the Holy King."

The magic fixture of the transformer is yellowish and dull on the surface, wood pieces are hit on the back, by the way, s being painted with resin and repaired.

"But in such a remote place."

Has Basilia taken it from him who was the previous lord of this city?

"Once upon a time there was a temple in Baltar, the god of desolation, so I think this neighborhood flourished quite a bit, Ishur."

Mira is right, in those days, people could have been much more active, too.

"... I guess so"

Ishur nodded, one small.

"Anyway, we need to find Basilia. You better hurry."

Riffia breaks in from the side.

It is true that we must not allow Basilia to flee, but Nell has bounded around the castle. Even powerful wizards are impossible to break through.

"The maids in and out of the hall are suspicious."

Lilina put her thin finger to the tip of her jaw and said, trying to think about it.

She says that Basilia impersonated the maid and was there.

Naturally, if he was a mastermind, he would have seen it in person if he had been there or nearby.

Only a few maids, other than the Basilian impostors, were in and out of the hall on the enemy. The butler of the guide was right outside the hall, retreating during the refrain.

"Luca pierces the earth with the magic of gold, find out if there's an escape route in the basement. Nell tells me what's happening on the enemy's side in the castle."

Ishur turned his gaze to the universe and commanded the two spirits to speak out.

… Understood.

... Yes, I did.

The two replies echo right into my mind. Ishur also began to turn around the perception of the magical power of the wind inside and outside the castle.

But Nell answered Ishl for very little time and began reporting.

... Sword, let's start inside the hall.

"Oh, yeah."

These things are faster for the Spirit than for a human wizard.

Ishur interrupted his senses and concentrated his conversation with Nell.

Rifia, Mira and Sharka, and Lilina stare silently at Ishl.

... Inside this hall there are first signs of several human beings behind the second floor. And then there are nearly ten people gathered outside the hall in a servant-like building on the west side of the main building. The others...

Nell has also reported that Bastol-like figures are imprisoned in a warehouse-like building separate from the castle hall.

It's gathered in the servant's quarters, which means they'll be the maids and other downstairs in this hall. Most of them are ordinary residents employed in the city, and they are not associated with the bandits.

"Is the second floor of this building suspicious? Or are Sieves and the other bearded men securing Salio?"

"I wonder if Basilia is still distracted among the servants."

When Ishur explained Nell's report to Mira and the others, Lifia and Lilina remarked their own opinion.

... Hmm.

Ishur also does his hand at the tip of his jaw and thinks.

"I'll go upstairs in the main building. Lifia and Lilina will be in the servant's room outside, and Mira will go back to the hall and report the situation to Mr. Fridd and Maryas."

Ishur looked around at the Rifias and said, "The perimeter of the castle is closed. Basilia cannot escape. Nevertheless, let's make sure we proceed with the investigation," he continued. And I left my transformative mask with Mira.

At that time, I had to keep the bitter memory of the moon wheel night in the corner of my mind now. I don't have time for sentimentality. We had to capture Basilia, who stood up for shadow fighters and measured his escape, at all costs.

"All right. Then do as Ishur tells you to do"

Lifia nodded the most and said Mira and Lilina in a gazing voice.

As I ascended the stairs and went upstairs, a long corridor stretched in the western direction.

... the city's inhabitants are gathering around the hall.

And, Nell.

"Leave it alone."

Ishur said as he did his gaze behind the hallway.

An old, dull blue carpet that wants to be passed over a marble floor disappears behind a teasing wall of wood and stone that rises to the left and right.

Several doors of the room lined up in the hallway have been opened from which the sun is slipping in.

Proceed with your steps and step into the silence of an old mansion spared from destruction.

... Surely in the deepest room, there is one sign.

Ishur slowly proceeds to the back of the hallway.

This is what Lifia said, Siebeth and the others are securing the sario, a few people are talking in a cage in a room, like that.

There is no other sign of one person on this floor.

"Hmm?"

The more in the hallway. Behind the open door, there were signs that something was moving.

There is a thin cloth hanging from the window. It's a window hanging (curtain).

Ishur glanced at the window for a moment.

It was then.

There was movement in the deepest room. The glass broke and one violently moving sound.

And the brilliance of magic.

"Sword!

... It's Nelly.

Ishur heard Nell scream and activated Nelly's bracelet.

The sound disappears from the surroundings and the presence of things is distant.

Ishur rushed out toward the back room.

The flames blew up its present. The door in the back room blew up and flames blew out from inside.

Fire magic.

Shall we lower the magic of the wind and consolidate whoever is in it?

But doing so also seals the movement of the allies.

Dancing through the universe at unnatural speeds. The splendor flows backwards. The room in question is on the right. Twist your body, raise one hand and grab the magic of the wind. But at that moment, someone else's flash of magic covered his sight.

Behind the room, a shadow enters through the window on the northeast side. There is one in front of it.

A woman who is ankled and out of balance by a black sunken figure. He shook his long hair and smiled, ugly distorting his thin lips when Isul and I met each other.

It was real, Basilia.

... Did you use fire magic?

And this guy is using the magic of acceleration right now. He smiled when he saw my face.

This woman's murder is right for me.

Use what? Fire magic or do you do it with the magic of acceleration as it is?

But you won't make it.

It's no use doing anything anymore.

Ishur grinned lightly.

I reached out from behind and grabbed Basilia's head.

The other hand grabs the woman's arm and twists it up her back.

Basilian face distorted by sustenance and pain. One more through the window behind me, jumping in.

Flirting cloak and blonde hair, Lilina.

A flash of struggle that took place indoors. That was too soon, and it was too soon over. At this moment a large number of people decided.

Ishur solved the magic of acceleration.

"Knock."

A woman's rising low groan.

Basilia was pushed into the rifia from behind, rubbing her face against the floor.

Are you using a special dye or the color of your hair is black and dyed dark?

The outfit is exactly the same as the maids who served in the hall.

"I caught Basilia... Didn't you make it?"

Lifia said with a slight glance around her.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have hurried..."

Have you gone too cautiously? All you had to do was activate the magic of acceleration, leave your hair alone, and head to the deepest room at full speed.

Ishur also looked around the burnt room everywhere, looking down at her face and giving her a bitter look.

"That's not true, Ishr. It's our“ mustache "lapse. I'm alarmed."

A man who was grabbing Basilia's ankle called out to Ishur.

He suffered a burn from his cheek around his neck, injuring somewhere on his left leg, or is on one knee on the floor. The man was Ishur's well-known figure, Evan, the bearded head.

In the interior between the refrains of the rooms, there were two other bodies of a man whose upper body burned to black, carburized black beneath his knees, and one man groaning and groaning in a corner of the room.

The wounded man was a bearded man on his side, and Lilina began first aid as soon as she mounted it.

According to Evan, the two bodies were Salio on one side and Siebeth on the other. Fire magic struck them both directly in the upper body, and Seebeth, who was familiar with them, seemed unclear.

Ishur let the wind in through the window as he listened to Evan, blowing the burning smell of various things towards the hallway.

Fire magic flames are unique, burning out the target in an instant with powerful firepower, while extensions rarely extend beyond the target.

The bold actions of Basilia, who buried her subordinate Salio without fleeing, so it is obvious what she was after.

This woman had no idea that she would be captured, killed, etc., she must have been confident she could escape. When he learned that Salio, the key figure, had made contact with Siebeth and the others, he turned back to the main building and buried Salio, mixed with the servants, trying to hide behind the quarters. Or he sensed Salio's betrayal for a long time, hiding in the backyard of the First World War in the hall and interfering when he made contact with Siebeth and the others.

If we make Salio a deceased, this one will take a great deal of time and effort to comfort the survival of the Cave Regiment and to stabilize the hearts and minds of the inhabitants of Canabal.

Wasn't Basilia thinking of overturning the situation from there in his favor while continuing to flee this pursuit?

... The perfectly faceless Salio figure is blackburned, as is Siebeth, and his sense of loss of life does not gush at all...

We need to discuss with Marya and Flid Randell how painful Salio's death is going to be in the future and respond well.

Ishur looked at Lilina,

"Let's get Nina. She can do quite a bit of treatment."

And when he spoke, he turned his face toward Lifia, who held Basilia in.

She was constantly breathing in her arms, looking down at the exhausted Basilia, Ishur continued.

"I didn't know you were going to see a mask of transformation in such a remote place. Do it, Basilia."

Ishur laughed when she showed her white teeth.

"But it's not good to use. You should have turned yourself into a samurai and run away. Otherwise, I don't think this would have happened.

Instead of using the mask of transformation to set up shadow fighters, it should have been used for his own escape.

It can be said that it was a typical pattern of misleading enemy allies' battle power differences from a lack of information and self-destructing out of strength.

"Damn, but what are you gonna do? I killed Salio. You're going to have a hard time quenching the city."

Basilia's face as she pressed her cheeks against the floor and desperately looked up at Ishur with one of her blood-running eyes was impatient.

... I see it's odd to say "snake-like woman" who said it.

I'd love to kill him.

But this woman should be worth some use instead of the lost sario. Killing him would be good afterwards.

Let Basilia leave it to Refia for now to let Flid know what's going on. Siebeth's death is also at a critical time.

……

Ishur ignored the Basilian provocation and let Rifia smile and nod one and she went out into the hallway. Then ahead, I saw Mira, Mary, and Nina coming up the stairs.

"Ishur!"

"Mr. Ishl!

Marya and Nina rush down the hallway.

Behind them were Mira and Sharka, and at the end of the day, convenient, and also Fridd.

"It's fire magic. Basilia did it?

"Oh. Nina, no. The bearded one was injured. Hurry up and give me a hand."

Ishur's reply also spoke to Nina there, inviting her indoors.

Asking Lilina to look at the wounded on her behalf, Ishur went out into the hallway again to brief Fridd and the others on the situation.

"Did Salio get killed, and so did Sieves..."

Frid turned into a difficult face and did his hand to his jaw.

"My apologies"

Evan, who came out into the hallway following Ishur, said in a tired voice.

"We have to think about the loss of Salio, the response. We'll discuss it later with Lord Benito."

Ishur lowered his voice and looked at Frid's face, saying as he shifted his gaze to Evan.

"Uhm."

"I have an idea," Fridd continued, nodding one small way.

"Luckily for Basilia, I was able to catch him alive. I might be able to do something with that one."

……

Ishur nodded silently.

I felt like I somehow knew what Fridd was thinking and what he was trying to do.

"Well. Keep the men out of the room and stay away"

So there was Marya's voice from behind.

"Hehe."

Marya smiles slightly at Ishur looking back.

Mary stood in front of the door, looking up at the Ishurs.

"From now on, we will test what is worn by Basilia. Everything to do with magic, of course, wrap and strip"

"Ah... I see"

Ishur nodded as he clasped his face.

Some magic fixtures will be like tongue piercings, and if there is no system such as hiding or sickling winds, there will be tattoos of demon squares. That's what Marya's right, I guess we'll strip Basilia with the women and take all the magic.

"I know that woman has the magic equipment of dirt and fire. What else do you have, pleasure"

Marya smiled clearly there.

Ishur decided to turn back to Frid and Evan and to the halls where Benito and Romir and others were.

Nina, looking at the bearded injured, meant moving to the back room to continue the treatment.

"Master Ishur. The men from the example cave are waiting for you in front of a warehouse on the west side of the building."

Returning to the front of the stairwell, a man with a mustache ran up from the bottom and told Ishur.

The men in the cave are Seguro and Feldar and Niceto. Since when did they seem to have broken into the interior before the Ishurs were invited to the Lords' Palace?

"Okay."

Ishur nodded at the man with the beard and called out to Flid towards the warehouse on the west side of the castle.

Go down to the first floor of the castle and go outside from between refrains next to the supper room.

"You missed Basilia's move."

Ishur called Nell out in his voice.

The fire magic of Basilia occurred abruptly, but at that point she would already have been in the same room as Evan and the others with mustaches and Salio.

Nell either missed Basilia's move or decided it was trivial and didn't let Ishur know.

"I'm sorry, sword. I thought it was just a girl..."

According to Nell, the woman, once moved to the servant's quarters like the other maids, returns to a room in the castle where Salio and his mustache are in contact. "That woman was holding a basin object in her hand and looking like she was serving the men in the room," Nell continued.

"Hmm..."

Has Basilia heard from a servant who has fled with him that Salio is meeting someone in a room in the main building? Or to the summoning spirits other than dirt, but were you showing them away?

Human wizards, as well as spirits, can be difficult to find if they do not use magic to enlighten signs, for example by focusing on watches. There may be things Nell misses.

The back of the castle was filled with deep green trees reminiscent of early summer, with calm sunlight that seemed out of place to Ishur. The sound of the little birds was also heard flourishing there.

The warehouse of Bastol's captive problem was southwest of the hall, one of several old brick-made warehouses lined up.

There were three men in the second row, seen from the castle, in front of the warehouse door in front of them.

"Hey, Ishl's husband"

Seguro, as always, asks Ishl a familiar mouth.

Looks like we caught the Basilian one.

"The Great Spirit of Wind and Gold? Are you recalling at the same time?... intolerable."

Feldar said even more pale than usual. The voice was trembling with amazement and fear.

"The Hole Regiment is over now. It won't be long."

And the tone I woke up to is Niceto.

"Bastol looks safe. Good for you."

Ishur glanced at the boneless iron door of the warehouse.

There was a small peek window at the iron door, but from there, inside, I wasn't sure what the bastle was like.

He must have heard the Ishurs talking, but now that he's asleep, he didn't react like that.

"Mmm."

So there were signs of one of them approaching from the hall. As Ishur turned around, a gorgeous silver hair danced through the sparse shade of the tree.

"Refia."

Ishur whispered and shrugged.

"Is Basilia's test good?"

"Uhm. Leave that to Lord Marya and Lord Lilina, you won't have a problem. There's no curtain for me."

"More than that," Lifia said looking around at Seguro and the others.

"Will you finally help your people? I have to be present."

"... ah, oh. Thanks for the help."

Lifia is in a good mood with a smile about whether this means the pledge can be fulfilled.

"Actually, I wanted to use your hand. Feldar has a trick on the door."

Seguro has said again this time, in a tone of feminine momentum like rubbing hands.

"There seems to be some kind of trap set by the magic of the fire system. You can force me to open it..."

Is that why these guys waited quietly in front of the warehouse?

"Okay."

Ishur touches the iron door with one hand up. I can see there's some trick inside the door, in all four corners.

"Nell, Tam"

Ishur asked the Spirit of the Wind there.

She'll handle it more reliably and cleanly than she'll do.

... Okay, sword.

At the same time Nell's voice echoed in his brain, the magic of the wind shouted "Squirrel" behind the iron door, and the signs of the trap disappeared.

"Well, I'll open it"

Ishur thanked Nell in his heart, turning to Seguro and the others.

The iron door is a drawer, closed with multiple chains wrapped around it.

Use the magic of gold to open it easily.

"No, let me do that"

And that's where Refia came in from behind.

When she pressed the door with her left hand, she put her right hand on the bundle of chains that covered it, and peeled the bundle of chains from the door as if tearing paper or cloth apart.

And I pulled the door sideways as it was, and I opened it.

……

The warehouse that has been used around the prison, the sunlight plunges into its darkness.

At the border of a straight line between light and darkness, a man emerged.

Glossy silver hair on red-colored skin, thick producing trousers on top and on bottom on leather armor. Sitting in a crude chair.

"Bastol?"

I hear Seguro in the back.

"Phew."

The man called Bastol raised his face when he breathed a hard breath and narrowed his eyes slightly to the glare of the sun's light.

And stood up in the middle of nowhere.

……

Ishur looked out for the man's odd presence.

A tight face to a shorter silver hair, its grey eyes pointed at Ishl. Slightly lower than the long Feldar, but well trained, teasing those who fight with their own flesh.

"So, who? You."

As the man came out in front of the door, the air on the field froze slightly.

Niceto screams in an anxious voice.

"You're not a bastol, are you?

"Phew."

The man broke his face in Niceto's words.

Its face, though, was pointed at Ishur, who stood right in front of the diagonal.

The man said in a low voice, almost only to sound Ishl.

"Did you say Ishur? Can I help you?"

It was a small but dry, rough voice.

In the man's grey eyes, a blurry statue of Ishur is shown.

"Its power with two magic instruments: wind and gold, let me show you"

A grin disappears from a man's face.

At that moment, everything around me stopped.

From the sky, from the trees, all things lose color.

The world is dyed grey, followed by a light blue green.

Refia disappears as the Seguros stop moving like puppets, lose their liveliness, and stain them blue and green.

"Become what?"

Ishur shrugged as he took a small step and stepped back.

This...

Ishur sees a man standing in front of him. Its grey eyes and gaze fit.

Not good. Absolutely.

Ishur found his whole body gross at that moment.

A cold mass falls through my heart.

It's the same as when I confronted the Red Emperor Ryu and Yuri Olura.

No, more than that. This guy is stronger than those guys...?

"You can do whatever you want. This is my junction."

The man's mouth angle can be twisted.

Cover your eyes, intense killer.

The next moment the world felt itself blown away.

I could see that one of my own reacted on his own.

The abyss of death passes right in front of you.

"Ha, ha, ha"

Severe pain runs all over my body. My lungs hurt like a thousand cuts.

When I noticed it was floating in the sky, about a few miles long (scar, about 2 or 3 km) from the city of Canabal.

It's not that unidentified man. This is me. I did it myself.

... wind chirping.

My master Leni taught me the wind magic of instant travel.

An unprecedented, unpleasant fear triggered this painful magic.

"You probably can't get away with it. I'll crush it with all my might."

... that's all I have.

Ishur looked toward the city, toward the castle where the centre collapsed.

The blue-green-stained world has no wind, no sound, no moving things, no, no other creatures.

The bright, sunny sky is cloudless and unharmonious.

It's a world of things.

Unload the magic of your own gold.

The magic is clear.

I'm going to bury you with every single one of these ties.

... if it belongs to the Moon God, the one who came from Lelia.

A giant iron mass burning bright red appeared over the deserted city of Canabal. It got bigger and bigger, swallowed up the city, and solidified itself into alloys containing steel, iron, and some other metal.

There is that man at the center of it.

"Knock."

Ishur stuck out his right arm and pointed it at that huge mass of metal.

Then he covers the burning masses with the magic of the wind, twisting them to the force.

At the same time, he himself wrapped and defended himself with the magic of the wind.

A strong blast swirled around the outside of its magic wall. Huge chunks of metal crushed by the magic of the wind glowed multiple times in seven colors, repeatedly exploding, burning everything around them down and wiping them out.

"Can't we even do this..."

A small black dot floated around the center of his blurred eyes in the intense glow that covered his vision.

The man is in the same place, staying put.

The black dot appeared in the next moment as a shadow of the human form at the front of Ishur, a few long steps (skull, 4, 5m) away.

"Hmm, you can't. You're not serious yet, are you?

Behind the man is still a blast winding swirling and a roaring sound ripping through the sky.

The shadow was as if nothing had happened. Yes, I said it in a calm voice.

"Who are you? Is that Lelia's offer? A member of the Moon God's family?"

... Was this that goddess trap? Have you really come to kill me?

Right now, at this time?

"Hmm? What? It is"

The man leaned his neck against the shavings.

"You think it's Lelia? The moon god... I don't know."

And I showed my white teeth and laughed.

... moon god has nothing to do with it, do you?

A new, inexperienced fear strikes Ishur.

"Then who are you?

"Me?... Well, you're pretty sure I'm not a bustle"

The man remains smiling.

If you're still in the city, you're wrapped in fireworks, and the man's expression is backlit and unclear.

"Don't get out of hand, okay? Come and shoot me. Then I'll tell you."

The light in the black shadow narrowed slightly.

The killing spirit unleashed by the man, no, the fighting spirit again, covered the world of death.