Get out of here.
The hustle and bustle swirl through the square.
One in front of the gate, when the man stood, it stopped perfectly.
The crowd all stared at the man. The man spread a roll of paper in his hand.
─ ─ As the same Royal Court Demon Supervisor, a loyal minister of King Ladis, the captain of the Malefiore Crusade, Frid Randell, makes the following announcement to the inhabitants of Canabal -.
The evening of the day Ishur woke up from sleep.
In the city's best square, commonly known as the "City Square," facing the northwest side of the castle building in Canabal, Frid Randell, the head of the Malafioa crusade for the Kingdom of Radice, made his first announcement to the city's inhabitants after the occupation of the castle.
At the eastern end of the square, at the gate of the castle, upright and spread the roll paper, and it was one of the “bearded” men, Evan's men, who was raising his voice like that.
─ ─ Pre, Flid Randell crusaded the bandits, the "Baltar's Hole Regiment," who had unjustly occupied Castle Canabal and ruled the city today with his troops and destroyed it.
Prep hereby declares the emancipation of the same city of Canabal in the name of King Ladis.
The Kingdom of Ladis plans to protect the inhabitants of the same Canabal and return the city's governance as soon as the situation in the city has settled. It should be noted that the execution of Basilia, the leader of the bandits, will be carried out before that.
The execution of our sinners will be carried out in the evening of five days, at 2 p.m. in the city square. If any person is dissatisfied with the execution of the person or claims to be an underwriter of the identity of Basilia, he/she shall make a detailed declaration to the source of the advance by the previous day.
Similarly, if public litigation is out of business in the city, don't hesitate to make an offer.
Anyone who calls his name from now on, show up at the Canabal Hall tomorrow at two o'clock.
When the execution of Basilia was announced, the blurring occurred from people gathered in the square. It also quieted as soon as the “bearded” man called up the names of the three persons to be summoned to the castle, and all he had to do was hear a whisper and whisper.
The text of the proclamation is obsessed with form and is somewhat elusive and difficult to understand for the inhabitants of the city. It seemed that those who spoke aloud were teaching the contents of the proclamation to those who did not know what was meant.
Ishur kept his back on the stone wall at the end of the castle gate, a few steps away, diagonally behind the bearded man reading out the proclamation, watching the people gathered in the square with their arms together in front of his chest to bow down and down.
The figure was one who belonged to the crusade, but was subtly uncomfortable, clearly of a different colour, reflected in everyone's eyes as an external mercenary.
In front of the castle gate, there was only another bearded man on the other side of Ishur to refrain.
Somewhere in the walls, Marya should be lurking and observing the whole square, but Randell and the other crusaders are not here.
Rulers don't look comfortable in places like this.
... What do these people think of that female bandit? And what kind of thing from this follows that woman?
Three were read out by the man with the beard. They are all leading caretakers of the city, such as the guild chief.
Will he that replaces Salio, who was slain, be found among them?
The yang leans west, completely in the shadow of the building surrounding the square, trying to hide.
The red brilliance, the light illuminates the people, its side.
... what they think of the execution of Basilia.
The red that illuminates the people evokes an ominous hunch.
……
When Ishur woke himself up from the stone wall behind him, he entered the castle from a small passage next to the iron door.
The hustle and bustle of the square instantly vanished like a lie.
"... of the Spirit, called by God, to be a good Spirit, to be with the gods forever."
The last of those words of a cleric sounding in a dim chamber, all of them kneeling indoors stood up together.
Lilina approaches the cleric and talks about something.
The magnificent priest smiles and nods at her. It lacks calm and majesty, and doesn't look very clerical.
The temple facing the city square is the main temple of the city of Canabal, but there are no clerics seconded and resident by the Cathedral Church.
It is rare for clerics to be dispatched from the church, even in cities of that size, because they are in remote areas behind the mountains, and those who were usually the Lord of the city take turns as clerics. The point is the same as the small villages in the countryside, such as the village of Bersch.
The day after the announcement was made, a funeral was held for Siebeth and two other bearded men who died in the battle against Basilia, as well as for Salio, who was an executive of the Bandits.
After this, Siebeth and others, the people of the kingdom, are also to be buried in a cemetery on the outskirts of Canaval. Only a few valuables, swords, and some of the cut hair will return to the country.
Lilina and the clergy remain the same, speaking in the back where the statues of the gods line up. On the other side of it, close to the entrance and exit, he talks to Randell and Marya, and Evan, who came in late from the outside.
"Lord Ishur, I'm supposed to meet the people of the city who called me to the castle."
Randell called out as Ishur tried to get past them with the Rifias.
"Will your lord be present? What do we do?"
Randell stopped by Ishl's side all the time, and he dropped his voice and asked.
"Oh, right..."
Ishur tilted his neck, twisted his jaw, and did the trick of thinking.
... What Randell is saying is that yesterday's announcement called three of the city's leading men to the castle and we're going to meet. And he's asking if I'll be there.
It was a job carried out by Salio, an executive of the cave regiment that was originally adjusted. That was his death, and we had to stabilize the security of the city here. No, does that mean precisely asking those who are going to conduct the interview to act as Salio's understudy, picking out those who can do it?
This kind of occupation policy is more or less determined in the way that there is something like Theory.
What is it that the new lords and kingdoms go to the land and do in the beginning? It is to proclaim to the people that they will rule, to show them the authority and authority, and then to defeat or destroy the powerful who will power the land. It will be later to lay down laws and taxes.
These things are aristocratic in themselves, or if Randell or Marya, or Dimars Benito, who is out of the Lordship, knows a hundred things, and there is no need to pinch their mouths or interest in what they do.
... but.
At this time, it was the figure of Basilia and Bastol that floated in Ishur's brain.
Besides the trends of the inhabitants of the city and the political problems regarding the treatment of Basilia, we also have to take into account the intention of Bastol, the belly brother. That presence now possesses and affects Bastol. It's only a mercenary. If you don't care about your brother, you can put him to death.
Besides, the execution of Basilia will also have an opinion on the leading players in the city to be interviewed. They will have some thoughts, too.
They must not adversely affect Bastol's mood.
It's a bad thing, but we have to avoid Baltar being in a bad mood.
"... because of it, and I will be there"
Ishur smiled and looked around at Randell, Marya's face.
... No good or bad. I can't ignore it if it involves rough gods and bastols.
Ishur smiled behind his back, firmly tanned in his heart.
When we all left the temple, we crossed the city's best square and headed to the Lords' Hall facing the other side.
The time was after noon and there were several stalls lined up in the square, many children playing besides the residents who came and went.
As the Ishurs walk up the square, all the people of the city stop and stare.
Kids, as well as adults, don't be too afraid to look at you. Together they smiled bitterly on the face, and passed through the frivolous gaze of the people of the city. They seemed more interested, interested, and rare than scared of the Ishurs, the new rulers.
"Hey, uncle"
Was it the easiest of the same men to speak, one boy running around the square, approaching Ishur.
"Mmm."
... I'm not an old man. The contents are, but the appearance is different.
"What's up? Can I help you?"
Reluctantly and silently, Ishur caught Lifia advancing and clamping in front of the child.
"Who's the amazing wizard who blew up half the castle?
……
For a moment, Ishur and Rifia, Mira exchanged glances.
That would certainly be the subject of the city's inhabitants.
"That's right."
Nina approaches the child and tries to say the name of Ishur or someone else.
"Well, who is it?
Ishur interrupted quickly and did his hand to the child's head.
"That's a secret."
Make a laugh and behave yourself.
Nina turned into a stiff face. The inhabitants of the city will also be told the story of those with the magic of God, but you don't have to bother to let them know who it is from here. The Royal Ladis' martial authority would have shown enough already, and Ishl doesn't want to be identified until his appearance either.
Nina, this world, this era of humans don't care about basics, personal information, etc. Regardless if there are any circumstances and you need to hide them, consider it an honor rather to have the magic of God if there is no constraint whatsoever, and try to let them know otherwise.
……
Swimming his gaze where it was about to become somehow irresistible air, the children he was playing with solidified and watched the Ishurs.
Only five boys, ten eyes.
"My uncles are annoying. See you later."
When Ishur snorted his jaw and pointed to the children waiting away, the child in front of him nodded one "Yeah," and went back to his fellow sons.
... those eyes of the kids.
Ishur looked blurry around him as he walked alongside the Ninas.
There seems to be some fright in the children as well, but they are just like adults and not consigned.
The Ishurs. The Royal Crusaders of Radice are neither frightened nor hated unnecessarily by the people of the city of Canabal. But I'm not even considered a liberator. I'm not welcome with my hands up.
Few of the city's inhabitants would have hated Baltar's cave regiment, Basilia, but that was not enough to create a decisive backlash either.
... which means that we, too, are more likely than Basilia and the other bandits, only to a certain extent.
Residents are used to rulers being replaced. I know very well that doesn't make my own life any better. I'm awake.
There's just a certain interest in strangers, for example, exotic wizards.
"Hmm,... I see"
Ishur couldn't hear anyone, he left alone in a small voice.
Executions in Basilia are also out, and residents' reactions seem thin.
All you have to do later is convince Bastol here. It's all gonna be all right, all right?
I'm sure the residents will just turn the same, awakened gaze then.
They are used to alternating rulers.
Probably even for execution.
Returning to the castle hall, in the supper room on the first floor, were waiting for the city's leading men, whom Randell had called.
There are two magnificent men and one old man. And there's about thirty women, four of them.
When Ishul and Randell and Marya entered the room, Dimars Benito, the dirt court magician who was leaving a message, was just dealing with them and making fun of them.
There are two large and small dining rooms on the ground floor. The smaller one was on the south side across the central corridor. The meeting between the crusaders' executives and the leading figures of the city of Canabal, the two, took place in this little one's supper room. And it came to pass, when Ishurs, who had fallen behind on one side of the table lined with six-legged chairs, and on the seating side of Benito, sat, that each of the four city men was named.
Of the two magnificent men, Tobias had a tough facial expression, and Sandel was the one growing a mustache with a round face. A slightly distracted, lazy-faced old man named Yorik and the woman Snare.
Snare was younger than the rest of the men, feathering a blue stall on a loose white robe on his sleeve, wearing multiple rings on his neckline and dressed slightly more flashy than the women of the city.
She wasn't the city's caregiver or anything Randell called for, she was just a drinker's mistress. I hit a distant relative in Basilia and asked her to be extradited.
In other words, only Snare contested Basilia's execution and offered to take on her identity. I could also say that it was quite a courageous or reckless act as a city resident with no power whatsoever.
"Basilia and I used to play a lot as kids. I'll take it.... Oh, I'm fine, sir. I'll make sure I don't make it any worse."
Snare put his face closer to Benito, whom he had been talking about earlier, and said without fear at all.
"Oh, yeah."
Snare's words were disrespectful and not against the royal wizard, but Benito matched her and let her snort honestly, breaking up with him like that.
……
Ishul and Randell, sitting side by side Benito, smile silently and Marya remains the usual faceless face.
"Basilia is not a snail. He was the leader of the Great Bandits with a number of magic tools."
Sandel, the round-faced man sitting next to Snare's right, came out of the side with his mouth. It was a mouthful to compliment the snare.
"Let's take care of Basilia here. If you kill that one, there may come out those who make a scene in the city. I'm a little handy with the city's gobbles. I'll make sure she pushes me tighter."
Sandell was a slightly different colour than the caregivers of the other two cities, Tobias and Yorik, and a man who also had influence on the back of the city, the pleasure district. I mean, the one who was closest to the Basilians and the Bandits.
I don't know the actual power relationship, but it was in the pattern of being held with the Hole Regiment, and it seemed the quickest and easiest to leave the city to this man.
However, if Sandel gave him the Basilian figure as he put it, there were concerns that the Ishurs would push Basilia again after the crusaders left for the kingdom and that Canabal's rule would return to the same state as before. The situation, dominated by bandits and facial roles behind the city, will continue again.
... Well, then I don't mind.
It's not land related to the kingdom, and it's not like anyone has an acquaintance. It's not like I knew what would happen after that when I was done running errands...
Ishur was silent and quick, turning and looking at Randell and Marya and Evan standing dressed as deacons at the edge of the room.
Four people are meeting with the city's people: Ishul and Randell, Marya and Benito, and Lilina and Nina, the outside lifia and Mira, are not present because they have other jobs or are reluctant to do so.
"If we don't keep an eye on him, we'll leave it to the royal family to execute him as planned."
It was Tobias on the horseback who had further opinions on Sandel, who had made an offer to Snare.
After yesterday's announcement, Marya told me that Tobias was a former merchant guild leader for Canabal, who seemed more decent than Sandel.
This man, however, supposedly hit a distant relative of a former lord murdered by Basilia, and could have had personal grievances against her, which might have blocked Sandel's offer.
"Hmm. I have nothing to say about Basilia or about the city. You can decide for yourselves when you're old."
The last speaker was Yorik.
This man was certainly old and didn't seem to be lying or false about what he said.
After this, Jorik, one, left the scene early, and Snare, who next offered to pick up Basilia, was also asked to return because he would accept his wishes for once.
Finally, two remained: Sandel, close to the Hole Regiment, and Tobias, who seemed to have remorse for Basilia in the opposite position.
"Well, as I'm sure Baron Benito has already told you, while we're stationed in this city, we're going to spare no effort to keep the city safe. Then we'll let you know which way to ask for a city differential."
Randell turned around and looked at Sandel and Tobias and offered them a familiar mouthful.
"... in Tobias, is it settled?
When they left the room, Ishur took a seat and circled around the table and sat back in front of Randell.
"Well, yeah. Let Evan and the others look into the formal decision."
"I see."
... It was hostile to Basilia in one way or another, which would be almost settled in Tobias, a distance from the city's Gorotsky people, but he also has his faults. Perhaps Sandel has a handful but will have a soldier of the Yakuza. But it seems that Tobias has no connection with those like him. He won't have soldiers. The fact that there is no one with force in the license, no private soldiers, is an obstacle to that.
In the meantime, you should get Seguro and the others to move behind you. From the remnants of the cave regiment, they are traitors, but some of the city's gorotzkies will be close to Seguro. Besides, if Tobias is going to be the new lord of Canabal, some of them will come out to him later.
However, Seguro's party has a Basilian belly brother, and a bastol possessed by the desolate gods.
What does Bastol think of the execution of Basilia? It wouldn't be that easy to accept, even if she was trapped and turned against her, or if she was a belly sister.
If the psyche of Bastol affects the desolate god in any way, care should be taken here.
We must see as soon as possible what Bastol thinks of his sister's execution and persuade him if necessary.
"Well, the problem is Sandel. It's how he moves."
Randell turned a meaningful gaze at Evan as a butler standing at the edge of the room.
……
Evan stood silent, but faintly distorted the edge of his lips.
"I don't want to do any more damage to my" mustache, "and I might just ask Ishl to help me out a little bit"
Marya, who had been quiet until now, came here and spoke to Ishur.
"What's that?"
For a moment Ishur didn't know what Marya was talking about, but he immediately thought of something.
... Sandell? That guy is close to the Bandits, like a former tight in the city's pleasure district.
If he has a strong ambition to dominate Canabal, he certainly wants a Basilian figure that can be used as a puppet.
And. Someone significantly different from him was revealed at an earlier meeting. Yorik resigns and falls off at an old age, and Sandel will consider the remaining Tobias a rather obscure competitor.
If there is no one under Tobias who makes violence his business, Tobias cannot fathom Sandel.
……
As Ishur glanced at Marya sideways, Marya smiled deceitfully with her neck clenched.
The next day. He showed his face to Romir and the city's morning market and heard from Mira and Rifia on his return to Ishur.
Mira and Riffia waited as they went inside through the passage by the castle gate facing the square, through the servants' quarters and warehouses as they searched for Bastol's appearance, and through the back entrance of the main building.
Behind Mira is one Sharka. After her fall, Lucia was in a position like the middle-aged heads of the maids who had been working in the hall for a long time, busy working left on the inside of the castle to the right.
"Ishur, I'm going to lead you to the underground temple, why don't you go see the example cave"
"Ishur, you already know the place, don't you? It's a beautiful day, and I asked Celia for lunch."
So Sharka lifts up the big cage and shows it.
We also have lunch and a picnic, so let's go look down at the entrance to the cave.
Now we're getting ready to explore the underground temple while we stabilize the security of the city. Food and other supplies must be purchased, transported and collected locally for exploration.
I also went out with Romir today to purchase salt, oil, firestone, portable cantera, etc. to carry personally, to visit the ropemaker, and to order the ropes to be used in the cave.
... After this, I was trying to find Seguro and the others who would be in the castle and ask Bastol what he thought of my sister's execution...
If a desolate god appears in Bastol's personality at that time, he may not be able to ascertain his feelings, which may take unexpected effort and time. I don't want to rush this matter, but on the other hand, it's important to look down on the cave, and it's not a good idea to turn down the invitation of the lifias.
"Okay. Well, let's go."
……
Ishur nodded at Mira and Rifia, and as he looked back, Romir also silently bowed his head to Ishur.
Then he invited Marya and Nina, and grabbed a journal or something in his room, Benito, who was writing, and left the castle hall with him, heading to the cave.
The cave that leads to the underground temple is about four miles long (scar, just over 2 km) from the city, with the entrance and exit plunged into the underground in a vertical hole, on the outskirts of a forest that extends into the hilly area.
In one row, Mira, Rifia, Mary and Nina were joined by Benito, Sharka and Romir, key members of the Underground Temple Exploration.
During the rainy season, you cross the canabal south side of the river, relaxing on a meadow with the smell of blue leaves as you lay down the ruins that once had the entrance to the temple on your left.
♪
I can hear Mira's nose singing from the side about how in a good mood you are.
In the blue sky rising from the ridges of the mountains, a chiseled cloud floats sparsely and the sun shines brightly. Because of the high altitude of this basin, I still can't feel the power of summer in the sunlight.
"Cave exploration has a limited escape area, so when you encounter a powerful demon, it's quickly wiped out, etc., and I hear you have to be very careful"
Mira stopped singing her nose as soon as she got Ishl's gaze, and suddenly she had a serious conversation about something. Keep your shoulders close, and I'll look back from the bottom.
"Well, I guess so"
Ishur nodded slightly with his face behind him.
If you eat projection-type range attack magic, etc. on top of not being able to spread narrowly where you fight, the magic will not diffuse, so your defenses will be tough and miserable.
I guess it's one of the basics in dungeon exploration, but defeating demons won't raise the level, and there won't be event-like events until you encounter Malefiore, so just a painful battle will ensue.
"But it would be so much easier if Ishur were with you. Don't worry about anything."
Mira giggled there and said with a singing mouthful, like the continuation of an earlier nose song.
"It's about the Great Spirit being there for both of you, and vigilance. There's no such thing as a demon against Ishur, so until you meet Malefioa, it's like today, going for a walk."
Mira said, she has put both hands on Ishur's left hand.
A glowing smile in the sun dazzles me.
"The problem is not the exorcism of caves and underground temples."
and so my hand reached out from behind and grabbed Ishur's right shoulder. At the same time, Rifia's beauty appears right beside her.
pointed nose, long eyelashes. Light of slightly shaking eyes.
Closer. Closer than Mira......
"As a royal family, you must also collect the magic pieces scattered in the underground temple."
His eyes are turned to Ishul and he stares.
"Ugh, yeah."
When Ishur was pressed and nodded small several times, again from behind, Marya called out to break into the rifia this time.
"Some magic equipment may be in the possession of a former magician who became a skeletal demon (skeleton)"
"Heh. You're here, Skeleton. I knew it."
Ishur looked back with admiration.
And sit back and keep your face close to Marya. Behind Ishl, Mira and Rifia looked at each other with a little confusion.
"Does skeleton still mean that the original living person died and became an evil spirit"
"I think in caves like that, most evil spirits who were from the beginning often possess human bones"
Marya doesn't cower when Ishul puts his face close, but she comes close to those black eyes.
"Hmm."
Ishur woke up his body and did his hand to his chin.
By “evil spirits” we mean “bad spirits," spirits belonging to the dark lineage, not usually referring to dead human spirits.
Most spirits are born as a result of the changes and growth of dead human and animal souls over time, and it is basically impossible for a person or animal who has just died to suddenly become a spirit.
So the kind of undead that appears in cemeteries, underground ruins, etc., means that another spirit possessed the original body. Technically, that might not be called “undead”.
However, of course, from the tombs of old times, the original corpse sometimes appears as evil spirits as it is.
"The skeletal demons of those who were originally wizards and court magicians possess magic equipment from their lifetime intact, and sometimes use magic in the same way, it seems"
Marya shows off quite a bit of knowledge of where she heard such a rare story.
"Wow. That sounds interesting"
"It's easy to collect magic equipment like that."
And, as always, Refia with a serious face.
"Otherwise we have to explore the walls of the temple or the ground, or look from the crap gathered by the wise demons. Hey, tough."
"Hey, on the contrary, it's pretty tough."
"Oh, I'm fine. I wouldn't overlook spirits with little magic pieces like necklaces and rings."
Mira is sober and optimistic as opposed to Rifia.
... then it's up to you, sword.
Picking up Mira's words, Nell's voice echoes in her heart.
No response from Lucas. Not at a great distance, but for once, he is asked to remain in Canabal and guard the castle.
... Even if it's not magical, gems, gold, silver, or swords won't miss it.
... That's reliable. Please say hello in the basement.
Nell's tone is full of confidence.
Ellina said, "Leave it to me, too."
Nina also called from behind Marya.
"Oh, and so is Sharka."
"Uhm...... It's all yours."
As Mira looked at Sharka on the side, Sharka nodded heavily.
"Hmm."
I also show you how to find magic equipment in the basement, it seems like you don't have to struggle...
Ishur was satisfied and smiled.
As we talked about this, a line arrived at the edge of the forest stretching to the south side of the city, a cave descending into the underground temple.
The vertical holes opened in the ground have a diameter of more than thirty long steps (skull, about 20 m) and are quite large.
The south side of the forest is surrounded by trees, and the north side of the Ishurs stands open sparsely.
And on the edge of the vertical hole on the north side (the snare) were erected hoists made of wood and fittings, like cranes and derricks.
The hoist happened to have a few guys on it who were servicing it, but that was lucky enough for Seguro and the other quartet. I also saw Bastol, whom Ishur wanted to talk to.
By the vertical hole, on the west side, there were several bungalow houses and huts built under sparsely growing trees, and the carpenters and other craftsmen of the city entering and leaving there were also visible.
"Lower people and luggage into caves with that winder. Your lord will be free to ascend and descend with wind magic."
Benito lined up beside Ishur and looked around and said:
"The houses on the wooden side will be used by those who stay on the ground and help their fellows dive into the hole to sleep, store food, etc."
"Right."
Mercenaries also try to explore the cave. If so, it is good to have the right number of people waiting on the side of the cave as support personnel, such as alternating. That's why we need a warehouse to store their accommodation and consumables.
There are carpenters and other craftsmen in and out of the country, which will be used by crusaders in the kingdom, so I guess they are redeveloping it. It's not a frequently used facility, so it needs to be cleaned and repaired every time.
Ishur glanced down the cave when he agreed to one nod Benito's words.
Standing on the edge and looking down, the vertical hole, the size of which is likely to jump out of view, has a depth of about twenty long steps (skull, about 15 m) and the bottom has been exposed to windstorms and worn out, with a smooth rocky skin.
……
Ishur broadened his sense of the magic of the wind to the back of the cave, something he strictly forbade to the two spirits under his command.
The detection range narrows considerably because it is out of sight. But on the other hand, the flow of air continues deep, continuously, so that the portion spreads somewhat.
There are several large ones stretching laterally in the cave, one of which continues deep. It was easy to imagine that the horizontal hole was connected to the underground temple earlier.
The inexplicable things that are not, like creatures that have stretched into darkness and come into contact with their senses, will obviously be like demons.
...... hehe.
Ishur grinned slightly in his heart, gently pulling in and erasing his own sense of magic.
Malefiore may already have noticed my presence on earth. You may be noticing Baltar, the god of desolation turned into a human being.
But I've never been cautious. It is also with that in mind that Nell and Lucas are forbidden to explore and scout the cave beforehand.
If the exploration of the Great Spirit extends deep into the underground temple, it will obviously stimulate Malefioa.
Fighting him is a matter of decision, but you don't have to be ridiculous now.
"Hey, Ishl's husband"
As I turned my attention to the bottom of the cave, the segrows that were attached to the hoist stopped by.
Next to Seguro is Feldar and, conveniently, Bastol. Always my-paced Niceto is not interested in this one, or he continues to work on the one winding machine.
"I don't know if you're ready."
Benito spoke to Seguro from the side.
It's a slightly different tone than when you talk to the Ishurs, a heavily noble tone.
"Hehe. Of course, it's going well. Sir."
Seguro replies with a full grin, rubbing hands.
The condition is no different from that of Ishur's time. No, he stepped on the other person as being more of an identity, or he has a more obscene attitude.
... This guy is better suited to a merchant than a bounty hunter or something.
Ishur grinned bitterly, turning his gaze toward Bastol.
"Are you here to look down? Well, as you can see, if you don't go deeper in the cave, there's no demon."
"Hello.... er, Mr. Ishl"
Feldar and Bastol speak to Ishl.
Bastol looks like the original, “human” from that tone. I don't feel disturbed about my face or my appearance.
"Bastol"
Hide and call in your mind such as sarcasm, anxiety, or suspicion.
I've barely talked to this man about anything yet. We don't even have names for each other. Under the influence of the possession of the desolate god, some memory of me may be engraved, but I don't know that clearly.
"I really want to know how you feel, I've been looking for you this morning"
I was out with Romir in the morning, and I didn't come here to see Bastol otherwise. Totally lying, but that doesn't matter.
Ishur walked over to Bastol looking serious.
"I'm talking about your sister, Basilia. Captain Randall decided to execute that woman, but is that okay?
Ishur dropped his voice somewhat and pointed his exploring gaze at Bastol.
"If you have any objections, I'll hang them with the captain."
Bastol looked nervous as Ishur began to talk. And when I heard Ishur's offer, I became a blatantly bewildered face.
Seguro and Feldar standing by also harden their expressions and the air around them becomes heavier. Benito stepped back silently and seemed unwilling to join the conversation directly.
"Oh, you know. How much, Mr. Ishur, can't get rid of the death penalty in Basilia?
"I think so."
Ishur nodded small as he grinned thinly.
Bastol is about twenty years too old for his age and about midway between Seguro and Niceto.
The bastol of vegetables was a mediocre young man of his age, with the desolate god not appearing on the table. I don't see any cunning or spicy like my sister in the way I treated her.
However, from that face, I could read his complex mind about his sister's execution.
"Well, that's me too, Basilia,... I'm hoping your sister's life will be saved. But..."
... There are probably two things Bastol wants to say. The fact that Basilia has done so many evil things, including killing people, that Captain Frid Randell will never stop executing her, is two points.
Basilian executions involve royal authority, crusader faces, and the person is above all dangerous, and I don't know what I'm going to do next if I let him live. The woman set a trap in the castle in Canabal and tried to kill us all.
But still, for Bastol, it's flesh and blood. A stomachache, or perhaps not always friendly and alive together, but his sister, Basilia, did not kill him, even if he shut down his brother, who stole precious magic equipment.
"You're right, the captain may not change his mind, but let's still work on the Basilian life-saving thing from me"
Ishur said slightly, looking at Bastol like he was going to explore.
There must be no such thing as this man's psyche adversely affects the possessed desolate god.
That may not happen, but I've never gone beyond caution.
"What that woman bandit has done to us is very unforgivable. But it is true that we were also thinking of crushing the Hole Regiment. Or Lord Randell..."
And Benito has interrupted the story. But the last one dropped his voice and clouded his mouth. At the same time, I've had a meaningful and carefree glance at Ishur.
What? You don't think Randell himself is going to put Basilia to death?
……
Ishur turned his gaze to Benito.
But he deliberately turned away and never answered Ishur's questions.
"What were you talking about earlier?
Lifia said, looking sideways at Ishur as she put her mouth on Romir's cup of tea.
"No, it's not a big deal"
Ishl said with a slight glance at the segrows, especially the bastols, who were still working, in a tone that would thrust them away.
The Ishurs sit with a thick cloth laid on the grass by the cave so that they could lean shoulder to shoulder.
At the end of the look at the cave entrance, some busy Benito and Marya, Nina, were there for lunch, and went back to the city of Canabal first.
Now he is not of the royal family, to Ishur and Rifia, to Mira and Sharka, Romir remains because of Ishur's obedience.
……
Don't bluff. Refia smiled slightly and silently at Ishur's story, and she doesn't pursue it any further.
"Is he Basilian's brother? I can't help it this time. It's not what you care about, Ishr."
Mira told me to comfort Ishur. Neither does she, of course, know the circumstances of the desolate god and Bastol.
"Yeah."
"Don't you have to go down inside more than that? Everyone here can go up and down on their own."
Benito and the other royal court magicians returned to the castle and are not there now. The remaining Ishurs can descend into the cave pit on their own, except for Romir, and ascend to the earth. Mira can also float in the air if she acts with Sharka.
"No, that's okay. The magic of the wind will tell you right there in the back. Until then, maybe we shouldn't get too close ourselves."
"Malefiore notices me.... No, you mean stimulate"
Lifia glanced at the cave.
"That creature may already have noticed us on the ground."
I use magic flashly in my fight against Basilia the other day. I can't say for sure if Malefiore, lurking underground, noticed that. It's just that when it comes to the desolate gods, even the spirits didn't notice, so they'll be fine. You won't even notice that monster.
"Things are important, but this time, you might want to stay calm until the real deal."
Mira nods several times and says.
Actually, I don't know exactly how far behind the underground temple is to where Malefioa sits. No exact map exists either.
Once or twice a year, they say there are bounty hunters and mercenary parties who challenge the underground temple, but there is no one who can go as far back as there is Malefioa, no one who tries to.
In the history of the Kingdom of Ladis, no one has encountered Malefioa since the fact-finding team sent by the country more than eighty years ago. Is it to be true that no one has come back alive on earth?
Moreover, the history of the country contains little detailed explanation of the "underground temple of Brektas” itself. For this reason, there is only one thing left against the underground temple that is almost similar to the oral tradition. There is nothing else to blame.
Seguro and others, “guides" of caves leading to the underground temple, guides, have also stepped into that underground temple only a few times, counting.
It's impossible to get to the depths of the Underground Temple, even at an awesome bounty hunter's party.
That only allowed me to determine the approximate number of days from the time I entered the underground temple until I reached the place where Malefioa was located, from the records recorded in the national history and the oral biography passed down to the alley.
The result we all considered, including Marya, was a maximum of about ten days one way, maybe as little as three days. However, this time it was also thought that we could reach our destination in a whole day or so, as we have all the powerful people such as Ishur and his recalled Great Spirit, Rifia and Mira. It was everyone's common view that powerful demons appearing in the back of the temple would also be able to dispel instantly.
Seguro and the others knew the journey to the underground temple, and rough maps were available.
"Malefiore will not do anything to disturb us."
A pleasant breeze blows from the city, from the meadows.
The grass bushes rang and Refia stopped talking there, smelling the wind and narrowing her eyes.
"He's waiting for Ishur. One crack of your red jade stone is coming."
Lifia looked at Ishl with an uncomfortable grin as she tasted the breath of the early summer field.
"That's not all. He's got my wind and my gold magic gear."
"A powerful magic collector (collector), …"
"Oh."
Ishur nodded at Mira's words, looking around to the west of the meadows and wooded basins.
Malefiore lurks beneath this field.
That monster is supposedly driven by the last shard of the nameless goddess, hatred and resentment, gathering his famous magic equipment and just waiting for an opportunity to avenge Les to the Lord God.
If he can kill me and get the magic of God, he will gain unprecedented power. I will never be the most important guest for him.
Then he's right about Lifia......
That's when the wind blows from behind.
Ku, death. Hi...... not.
Continuing, unspoken curse.
Something tells the spine. Voice,. A spell.
Suddenly, magic blows out of the cave behind me. For a moment.
The wind sucked into the blue sky and disappeared.
"Hey, what is it? of now."
Refia turns to her mid-waist and stares at the cave.
Mira looks difficult as she sits down. And so is Sharka.
...... Malefioa. No way, you.
I was thinking about him. Just then, he came as if he had weighed in.
That shitty, one-word white magic.
I know a feeling similar to that one. I was recalled in the Holy City, when I fought your shadow.
Ishur stood up and walked towards the cave.
Romir groans, "What is it," and looks around.
Neither the carpenters repairing the house or the cabin, nor the segrows attached to the winder, have glanced at the wizard Feldar and noticed.
No......
Ishur glanced back at the man from beside Feldar, who was staring down at the cave.
The man has distorted the corner of his mouth and spoken in Ishur's heart.
... that monster is inviting you. That's going to be fun.
"Hmm."
When Ishur glanced at the holes that spread beneath his eyes, he turned his back again and went back to the Refiers.
Malefiore. Do boring things.
Ishur also distorted his lips. I couldn't stop a cold grin.
"Hello, Lord Ishur"
Two days after going down to take a look at the cave, Ishur, along with Romir, revisited the ropemaker's workshop and got a fine rope to use in the cave he was ordering.
I had just left the ropemaker's shop and was called out by a man I knew very well.
The man was Evan dressed as a city merchant.
"What can I do for you? Aren't you busy?"
For a moment, as soon as he glanced at Evan with his side, he took his gaze off, and when he silently signaled Romir, he returned his heel and began walking towards the city square.
The ropemaker's workshop was on the north side of the square, a little further into the back.
"Please. There's something I'd like you to see today."
……
Side by side again, Ishl with a blatantly frivolous eye. Evan continued to smile modestly and said.
Randall said, "I'm sure you will."
"Mr. Fridd?
"... Yes"
... this is the order of the captain, is that it? I'm not exactly a royal person, so this isn't a request, it's not mandatory.
Ishur erased his expression and nodded with no choice.
"Okay."
"Then follow me. I want to show you something, Lord Ischl."
Evan said, pointing to the lower town, opposite the square.
"Then I'll..."
Romir thought it would be a bad idea to accompany him, or he said he would go home first.
"Fine. Follow Romir, too."
When I glanced at Evan, he was silent and nodded small.
The beard length (Ozasa) says that it is not a problem to go along with Romir.
The whole city is a destination during the day. It won't be so dangerous, and I'm guessing it won't be a secret one.
The three men took them together and headed north of the city of Canabal, toward the lower town.
……
Old stone walls covering narrow streets. Sometimes there, the sound of people talking and walking echoes.
Ishur was bewildered by the sounds of the city, and shook his head back and forth and looked around the alley.
The atmosphere of this backstreet was nothing different from that of other large cities such as Wang Du. I was caught in the illusion that I wouldn't know where I was right now for a moment.
After a while down the narrow road, Evan, who was walking in front, stopped to "wait here".
When he looked at the broken left side of the wall to see what it was, he waved his hand toward Ishur and quickly looked at it together.
Beyond the broken wall was a small square across the back of a private house with cluttered barrels and crates. I saw part of it. In the back there was a small temple, before which a chair was put out and a magnificent man sat down, examining an old woman sitting across the street. There was one old man behind the old woman, followed by a parent and child, and a middle-aged man next.
"The man..."
I can see a glimpse between the lines of people, the man's face looks familiar. It was Tobias, one of the leading players in the city we met at the castle a few days ago.
"That man, was he a doctor?
Ishur asked Evan in a whispering whisper.
Sure, I heard you used to be the merchant guild leader in this city...
"No."
Immediately after Evan denied it, a faint but definite light of magic shone before Tobias.
……
That's the magic of the optical system. It's curative magic.
Ishur glanced at Tobias, staring at Evan with his face to the side.
"Tobias also acts as a cleric for the city. It's not a big deal, but it must have inherited the magic of light from its predecessor."
"Hmm."
Sure, in that magical strength, potency would be subtle, over and over again, finally working, to such an extent, but it still makes no difference that it is a magic fixture of the optical system, which only has high priests in the diocesan church.
"That guy is free, and he's seeing sick people in the city in no way in return.... Well, it's not like he's having trouble with the money, or anything."
"Hmm."
Ishur snorted in dissatisfaction for some reason and said in a grumpy tone.
"He was acting as a cleric, so he survived."
When Basilia took the hegemony of the city, why was not Tobias killed, who was one of the leaders of the opposition? That would be because he was acting as a cleric and had the magic of that optical system. From the position expressed by the magic power, is it a ring?
Anyway, if I killed such a man, I wouldn't know how much I'd be blamed on superstitious city residents.
"So, why did you show me that?"
To Ishur's low voice, Evan let him shrug his shoulders.
"Dear Randall, Marya wants that man to rule the city."
"I know that."
The other day, after a meeting with Tobias and Sandel, the two of you took a whimsical word and deed. This thing today has something to do with it.
I don't know about Marya, but the captain, Frid Randell, must have decided his intentions from the beginning.
"We want to help Lord Ishur to stabilize the governance of Tobias. I don't want any more casualties."
What Marya said then.... it was still a rough thing.
"You were hurt too, weren't you? Is that enough?"
"Yes, I am"
The beard has lost the lives of Siebeth and two others in the battle against Basilia. Evan was slightly injured, but there was one other seriously injured person who was hit pretty badly in both legs.
"When Siebeth and the others are named, I can't say I don't like this one either."
Siebeth's death has something to do with this mistake. Besides, we can't be diving into a hole unless we make sure the city's security is restored.
Of course, there has been a great deal of royal assistance so far.
Evan has been there, bowing his head in such a way that it "helps."
"Well, let's hear more about it"
Ishur took his gaze off Tobias and the sick, and turned his back and said:
Midnight when the three moons are sumptuous.
"I don't know."
Ishur is going northwest through the city of Canabal about Evan and the other, after the man with the beard.
Of course the trip is a short cut out of the sight of the pedestrians, jumping over the roof to their destination.
"You're like a ninja."
Ishur vomited to himself. The ocean tiles at your feet faintly buzz.
Leaps forward, following black shadows up and down the roof.
... What the hell is causing this? Every time I come to a new city, I always feel like I'm climbing on top of people's houses once and running on the roof.
The leading Evan stopped when a blurry, light-leaking street appeared on his left hand. The second man flew to the roof of the next house, and Ishur got lost for a moment and stepped down by Evan.
"You're used to it."
Evan is rare and I want to talk light.
"So, where's Sandell?"
Ishur ignored Evan's words and turned his gaze toward the streets of downtown.
"No, not that way, this way"
He said, pointing to a slightly larger building, a small mansion, in the back of the house, contrary to what Evan was looking at Ishl.
At its fingertips, I can see the light leaking slightly from the armor door in the first room upstairs.
"Should I kill everyone in there?"
Ishur stared into the room and said.
I instantly grasped the indoor situation with the magic of the wind.
Turn your face to the man Evan moved to the roof next door. The man looked down and briefly interacted with someone who was hiding there and raised one hand to Evan.
"Yes. Definitely. There's Sandell inside and three other guys. They're all city wanderings, bastards. As planned, please kill them all."
Evan, no, what Randell has asked for was the annihilation of Sandel and a whole bunch of executives.
If you let them know you're going to execute Basilia and rumors spread that you'll leave Tobias to the city, Sandel and a party close to him will always get together once, connect their faces and discuss the future. Make it all over the place.
If you let your beard keep an eye on you, even if you never gather in one place, the face of those connected to Sandel will be broken.
Randell and Benito, and Mary, had decided to entrust the city to Tobias, at least at the time of his call to the castle. The problem was that few people could do rough things around Tobias and there was anxiety about keeping the city safe. That meant destroying the Sandel clan, the city's face of the night, who was obsessed with Basilia, and deciding to sweep away Tobias' opposing forces.
So instead of the "beard” where the dead also came out, a white feather arrow stood on Ishur.
This evening, when we went out, both Refia and Mira wanted to follow us, but Ishur firmly refused.
The city's gorots, they sweep their heads off, but I'm pretty sure it's a total dirty job, a killing job, and I didn't want to take care of it. There was nothing funny about it.
... There used to be something similar in Ellistar. Sierra asked me to.
"Nell."
Ishur called the Spirit of the Wind in a whisper that no one could hear.
... My sword, nothing is wrong. No abnormalities,.
Preparation is not lazy. Sometimes magic can cause things to happen without clapping.
A desolate god has appeared, and there's a monster in the basement inviting me.
……
Ishur nodded silently to Nell and showed him, calling Evan.
"Well, let's get started"
A room in the mansion in question, around it for a moment, wrapped in the magic of the wind.
Ishur just stares at one of the rooms in that mansion.
Shortly after, the light that was leaking out the window went out.
"... over. Shall we go home?"
Ishur turned his untouched face to Evan.
"Huh?"
He was Evan, who had a barbaric voice, but soon he looked tough.
Because a slight smell of blood drifted down the wind to the tip of his own nose.
"Everything that was indoors, people and things shattered, crushed like grains of sand. If it didn't smell like blood, you wouldn't know people were killed."
... many in the city will know who killed them and how the magic was used, but I don't care about that. If you just need to be afraid, if you just need to be repelled, it's easy.
Ishur looked down and smiled invisibly.
In the city at night, the shadow of Ishur seemed to sink all the deeper.
As on the day of the proclamation, the sunset covers the square.
At last the day of execution of Basilia came.
Against the backdrop of the castle wall on the south side of the castle gate, a woman in a dirty red dress is tied to wood that is crucified.
Between the crowds gathered in the square, a vine cage is placed sparsely, with pebbles piled inside.
The forthcoming execution of Basilia is stoning.
The inhabitants of the city throw stones in their cages, bound by a cross, against Basilia.
Even pebbles are thrown by adult men, and if hit, it can be fatal in some places.
However, because not everyone is strong and lets them hit where they aim again, the execution of sentences can be quite prolonged.
Stoning was one of the most brutal sentences on the continent.
Before the castle gate stood those who were lords, not less than Randell the captain, including Ishur.
Above the gates of the castle were Lucia, and Evan, and Seguro, and the others of the party. There was also a bastle.
……
Ishur looked up at the castle gate and looked at Bastol's face.
Since then, Ishur met Flid in person and appealed to him to stop executing Basilia.
But Frid's reaction was not fragrant, and Ishur's claim was withdrawn.
Somehow, if you just ask me, as Benito suggested, Randell had some idea of Basilian execution, he simply didn't seem to intend to execute it.
Ishur then caught Bastol and communicated the results, apologizing for not being able to help. But the person in question was pale without disturbance. He also seemed to have given up on his sister already.
Next, Ishur grated his gaze and stared at Tobias's face as he was summoned to the castle today.
He had already been insinuated by Randell to entrust the city with governance. On the spot following the execution of Basilia, it was to be declared that the person would become a new lord. Basilia will be executed at the hands of the people, and Tobias will be "elected" as the new lord, a reputable among the general inhabitants of the city.
There will be no one in question who "elected" him. The people who executed and were excited about Basilia would illuminate themselves as "choosing" Tobias.
A man with a “mustache” who stood on the right side of Ishur stepped forward and began reading the announcement of the Basilian execution.
Many of the city's residents stared at the man standing with the roll of paper spread all over his hands, uplifting his face.
Meanwhile, Rifia, Mira, Marya and Nina and other women lined up on the left side of Ishur had their faces bright blue.
Tobias has a tough face, but he is silent, immovable, and he may not ask what's inside of it.
The bearded man finished reading the announcement.
Instead, unexpectedly, Frid Randell himself advanced one step forward to raise his right hand and grate it.
"Then we shall begin the execution. Throw stones at sinners, everyone!
It was a wild, well-attended voice.
For a few moments, just blinking, the air rose to roam among the inhabitants.
But soon he held the stone in his hand with one man, and threw it thoughtfully.
Naturally not many of the city's inhabitants hold grudges against Basilia.
Some stone-throwers cried out for the curse.
"Gu, this.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Basilia, who was claustrophobic and much worn out, or immersed in a renunciation, was also quiet and unresponsive, when he was stoned and started hitting his shoulders and hips with a glimmer of rage, and began to raise his unspoken anger.
The square was covered with innumerable anger and hatred, resulting in a tragic situation.
"Damn!!
Somewhat larger stones plundered Basilia's left eye for who threw them. Her left eye swelled bright red, even though she didn't hit it directly, and her eyelids swelled round and squeezed her eyes as she looked.
Subsequently, pebbles hit the chest, thighs and right side of the jaw one after the other, especially one to the jaw, which seems to have become quite a painful beating for Basilia, and the screaming stopped and drooled his head (Kobe), leaving himself powerless on the cross.
"If you stay like this, you'll die..."
I heard Rifia squeaking from the side.
... Isn't that obvious? This is a stoning sentence. Basilia can be stoned until it is desperate.
If the sun goes down and she's alive, it's just a story that gets stuck like this.
……
Ishur stared across the side of Rifia, Mira and the side of Tobias, one of his heads popping out.
Tobias, who stared sharply at the execution of his sentence, noticed Ishur's gaze or turned to his face.
The red-and-black stained facial appearance opened his mouth with both eyes open and breathless, looking like a fish on the ground and suffocating.
"You're not going"
Ishur looked challenging and short, calling out to Tobias.
Did he hear Ishur?
Without reacting in any way, he turned forward again and took a step forward, in the main.
"Stop..."
Tobias advanced straight across the edge of the square, between Basilia and the crowd.
"Stop it! Stop it!"
He swung his hands wide and shouted loudly.
"The execution is halted! Guys, stop it."
There are still stones thrown from among the people. One of them plundered Tobias's forehead.
But he won't pull. I kept screaming out loud to stop stoning.
……
Ishur lifted one hand wide and tried to put up a wall of wind magic before Tobias.
At the same time, Fridd started walking towards Tobias.
"Stop. I'll stop the execution!
When Fridd raised one hand and made a tempered voice that screamed during the battle (wasabi), the crowd quieted down slightly, and no more stone-throwers.
"I am responsible for the future treatment of Basilia. I'm done for the day. Everyone, go back to your homes."
Tobias went on to say.
The crowd set aside a temporary fanaticism, leaving the square as soon as possible, and those who followed the path began to emerge.
"Basilia!"
One of the few people left near the castle gate, Snare, who once visited the castle from among them, jumped out and grabbed it at the foot of Basilia to cry.
The Seguros descend from the walls, and Bastol and Niceto attach themselves to the cross, untying and unloading the Basilian rope.
She was unconscious. Tobias activated the magic of healing with a ring on his right hand.
"Become"
"Well."
Though a uniform voice of surprise is heard from the Rifias, Tobias' magic power is weak and he does not want to heal the wounds of Basilia very much.
...... Probably won't do much good with prolonged magic.
Ishur stared at Tobias' back with a complex expression.
"Lord Tobias. Tomorrow, your lord will show his face to the hall again with his friends and his men. There's something I'd like to talk to you about, including this female bandit."
When Fridd spoke to Tobias, yes, he advanced to the Ishurs.
Ishur stared at Frid's satisfied side.
... When I went down to look at the cave, this was Benito's inclusive attitude.
Randell would have drawn this script from the beginning.
Today, almost perfectly, it turned out just like he thought.
The fact that Basilia's death was once spared also prevented him from leaving any remorse on Seguro's parties, especially Bastol. The same would be true of the Gorotsuki, a handful of her simpas, who remain in the city.
Tobias seems to have been killed by Basilia in the past, but he allowed it. I even used my own healing magic on Basilia to show it.
However, her injuries are not strong this time, and she may not be fully healed in the future. In the castle, or in the presence of Snare, Basilia will live a life of similarity as a troublemaker in the future.
If you were cut off from contact with the outside world after being deprived of your magic equipment, the resurrection would be harsh even for one wounded body, that woman.
"Then Lord Behm, Lord Dierard. Besides, there's no such thing as Lord Ishur."
Fridd has checked with the outer lifia, Mira, and Ishl in a somewhat warm tone.
... you have no answer. Isn't that a good thing?
Ishur nodded one silently towards the frid as he glanced at the side of Tobias, who had calmed down. Lifia and Mira nodded as well.
The sunset over the walls dazzled me when I did.
The sky looking up from the bottom of the hole is thin and blue, full of light.
Ghiko, Romir, who came down with the water barrel by making a noise about Ghiko, jumped on the rock first and lowered the water barrel from the lifter table.
Above the vertical hole, we can see the wooden assembly of a lifter like a small crane that was in place the other day when we looked down.
Ishur moved her gaze right next to herself, to Nina and smiled, lowering the girlfriend she held.
"Thank you, Mr. Ischl"
"You're in a good position. Lord Marya and Lord Nina."
"Absolutely. I wanted you to drop me off, too, Ishr."
Rifia and Mira, already down at the bottom of the hole, complain.
"Hey, Ishl. Me next."
From the top of the hole, Mary waves her wand and urges her.
From the hoist, Benito is about to come down next.
"Yes, sir."
Ishur began to rise towards Marya.
Four days after the execution of Basilia was halted en route, the day has finally come for us to leave for the underground temple for the crusade of Malefioa.
Today we are all supposed to unload our luggage in the vertical hole at the total exit and carry supplies to the campsite, the campsite that will be set up in the middle of the cave.
Everyone is busy standing, both on top of and below vertical holes.
"Finally. Ishl."
As Ishur ascended from the vertical hole and descended to the edge, Marya approached him.
"Oh."
"Because the most useful thing in the basement is the Wizard of Fire. I'll do my best."
Marya said rarely, smiling and smiling all over her face.
"Hehe."
Ishur laughed hard and looked to the bottom of the vertical hole.
Bastol packing his unloaded stuff downstairs, no. I stared at the back of the desolate god.