Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

No one moves, no spirits of the wind, no spirits of gold.

Blurred illuminated underground temple corridors on pine lights (sweet potatoes) with chalkas and bastres.

A large white flower blossomed in front of me.

Shine in strong magic and see it rise out of the dark.

A protrusion appears from between its petals and stretches upward. It's like a real flower, a male or female.

The protrusion deformed as it stretched and became human.

……

Ishur took his breath unexpectedly.

He wasn't the only one who got stunned. Mira and Rifia also stared at the anomaly.

It was like that puppet who had previously shown another red jade stone from his palm when he fought the subpoena of Malefioa in the cathedral.

It was like that heady human thing, like some white guy.

Black eyes in egg-shaped contours with bright white hair. Inorganic, dangerous shaping.

The underside of its face ripped to the side and mouthed, with both ends pulled up.

Nell and Lucas are floating in the universe trying to pinch Malefiore back and forth.

Neither they, nor the Refiahs, nor Ishur, have a hand yet.

Because we can all see that this human-shaped thing is trying to show us something and tell us something.

In the battle between the Lord God of the Cathedral, this monster has shown another, authentic red jade stone. I have declared that I possess one of the stone cracks of the god of the earth.

Malefiore, imitating the figure of man, spread a grin all over his energetic face and narrowed his black eyes.

Moment after moment, the open mouth flashly tore open and the human form broke into two pieces. It deforms into a shape like a dinosaur or a jaw (after) of a reptile as it cracks.

It still opens wide..., more like a snake than a snake.

Snakes, serpents.

That's the basic look of Malefiore. White, snake figure with wide open jaw.

Something pointed from there, a blade, a sword sticking out vertically.

The eyes of a serpent without expression are sinking black. The sword shines white and not made of iron. Something in the shape of a sword, to be exact.

But it was too dramatic.

"Become..., why"

Ishur glanced at the monstrosity.

I found my heart freezing cold and my whole body stiff.

It was exactly the same as when the forest witch Rene died, with a white serpent with his face out of that torn wreck and his sword out of his jaw, with the sword of the wind in his hand.

My throat is tingling and I can't speak.

Something burning hurts deep in my frozen chest.

... Malefiore, how do you know that?

Ishur pulled his jaw and stared at the sword rising from the snake's jaw.

This guy's been letting me know. Lene said it was himself who sealed the sword of the wind.

... the curse of God.

Mine, as everyone expected. He put it on the sword of the wind.

No, not exactly, indirectly through the rene, “sealed” the sword of the wind.

The sword of the wind is the treasure of the wind god Yveda. Whether it is the curse of the god of Malefioa or not, it will not, of course, be able to be completely sealed off. Isn't that why you cursed Lene, the host, of the vessel?

Wrap it in the body of the snake and swallow it.

Isn't that why, when she died, the seal was broken in that way?

If Lene dies, the curse will also lose its object.

Snakes, even in this world, appear every now and again in mythology, for example as God's mercy, especially the divine mercy of water. Water spirits often take the form of snakes.

Even though it has nothing to do with the god of water because it is a sword of the wind, it is not strange that the treasures of God appear from the jaws of serpents, of animals with various connections to the gods, until now.

The crest with snakes entangled in the sword was the crest of the Bersch family and was also used in the temple of ancient Urk winds. So it's no strange thing for a wind sword to come out of a snake's jaw, I thought.

But it was a mistake, a mistake.

Mira was sure when it was, but the snake used for the wind god's crest wasn't a white snake, something like that.

I mean, that's what I'm talking about.

The white snake was a seal that Malefiore had placed on Lehne, on the sword of the wind.

As a result, Lene lost half of the magic of the wind and was to hide in his hometown woods.

She would have managed to unseal the curse of God, Malefiore, and regain her power while hiding herself and avoiding contact with dangerous figures aimed at the magic fixtures of the wind, for example.

That's where they targeted me and decided to get the wind magic...

And the Red Emperor Dragon appeared, and his parents and brother, Melillah and the people of the village, were to lose their lives...

……

When I noticed it tasted like blood in my mouth.

He was biting his teeth with unusual force.

Forest witch. Wind sword.

Red Emperor Dragon and Malefiore. Village people and families, and myself.

They're all connected. Will the cause and effect go around and end up somewhere?

It may not all be what the gods, the Lord God Jerez or the Moon God Lelia, intended.

Baltar suggested that Jerez was concerned and paying close attention to me to the extent that I was unusual to myself. I said that meaning.

Just a rough god doesn't know everything about the Lord God or the Moon God either.

I have to meet Jerez and Lelia and ask them directly. That doesn't change.

Of the many bereaved, I must question my own fate.

Let your loved ones' lost lives be weighed again by the gods.

And so Lifia's back stood in front of him, and he moved.

Her acute sensations read a change of heart about the willingness to kill that springs up in my mind.

... Exactly, Refia.

Malefiore, of course, I'll kill him.

This monster has provoked me several times before, perhaps the last time on this occasion, with a trump card to keep.

So I'll definitely kill you.

Nell and Lucas, and tension runs on Sharka.

Lifia suddenly moved.

She was faster than anyone, faster than the Spirit. He glowed his magic like electric light and slashed Malefiore.

As he sank his hips, he broke the head of the snake, its roots horizontally open.

The white magic light shakes off violently. The sword, the snake, and the petals beneath it lose their brilliance and sink black.

Malefiore, losing his brilliance and shriveling, had nothing to do with the white snake, which dulled brown and became like a dead tree after Lehne had spit out his sword, when he died.

White brilliance was lost from the corridor and only the previous pine lights remained.

The two spirits floating in a dim, blurred space remain silent, floating on the spot.

Nobody talks, they don't move. Those low-level demons that have appeared so cumbersome have now disappeared and are quiet.

Refia turned to Ishl when she put her sword in her sheath.

"That's not normal. Are you all right, Ishr?"

And he leaned away, his face closer.

There is still a red glow in his eyes. The magic of martial arts has not disappeared.

"Refia......"

Ishur looked at her both eyes upset and stared at her.

... I knew you'd read my mind.

You reacted to my intent to kill and slaughtered him?

"Ishur."

Mira came from next door with her hand on her left arm.

……

Mira also stares at me with a worried face.

"That looked like the seal of the wind god."

"Oh, oh."

No. I can't answer that well.

"I guess I've been provoking Ishur"

Marya also stands forward and speaks up.

If Malefiore has been imitating the crest of the Temple of the Wind, it is indeed a legitimate decision to see that he provoked me. But that's not all...

"Mr. Ishur, your face is bright blue"

Nina glanced at Mira from behind and said worryingly.

Will she even know her complexion with this light?

"Lord Marya is right, the earlier one would be a Malefiore provocation. He's after the wind sword of your lord. I still think we should take a little rest here."

and Benito's slightly squeamish voice.

"No, it's okay"

Ishur smiled and showed it to Benito.

……

Refia stares from the front, with a sharp gaze. A flame of pine light wavers in his eyes.

Mira's hand, which was touching her left arm, came squeezing with a strong force.

"You got something."

Lifia's whispering voice was heard right in her ear.

"What's that sword that monster's been showing you? That's not just a wind crest.... teach me, Ishur"

"Ishur, I'm sure I can help."

Mira also lowers her voice and solicits words.

"Ugh,... n"

Ishur slightly distorted her lips and gave her an ambiguous grin.

I have yet to tell anyone the truth about the wind sword at that time when it was to dwell in this body.

The pursuit of Rifia and Mira is tough. Neither will Marya and Nina.

"Sure, Rifia's right, I've been hiding it before. We'll talk to everyone later."

"Oh."

"Okay, Ishr."

Lifia nods and Mira smiles.

……

Because you've been looking into me for a long time, Marya says, and she rarely turns a strong gaze. I guess she has something to think about, too.

Nina just comes at her usual, modest smile. She only knows how I got the magic equipment of the wind to such an extent that it is distributed to the public. There is nothing more suspicious of Malefiore's actions than those of the Liphias.

Including that, anyway, the time has come for me to tell everyone the truth about when I got the Wind Magic from Lene.

It's time for the tide. Now I have many acquaintances in the Ladis royal family, as well as in the Magic Master. My own knowledge and power are not the same as before. You wouldn't mind telling me the truth about that time. It is no longer in the stage of concealing it and ensuring its own safety.

If we tell everyone about that time, we can deduce how Malefiore could have taken the power of the wind's magic fixture and sealed it. Hidden are hints that fight themselves there while protecting their magic gear.

But we don't have time to talk about one thing with Lene here right now. If demons continue to emerge at this frequency, it is crucial to get to where Malefioa is a little faster.

"Let's hurry up. Listen up while you walk."

Ishur said Malefioa appeared and glanced at the empty corridor floor of the hole.

"I can't tell you the details right now, but I really need to tell you something before I fight him."

Once again, the line began to go back down the corridor.

The Ishurs have naturally been discussing, exchanging views, assuming and setting up operations against Malefioa on numerous occasions since before. I just had too little information, including inside the underground temple, to decide anything but rough.

One of the key conclusions was that the form of the battle, their own actions, and the roles of Nell and Lucas were its main contents, but in the end they had to be done on an ad hoc basis.

Ishur explained there to the Rifias that he had noticed anew in the earlier Malefiore provocation.

"The first one is, be careful not to be swallowed up, not to be bitten directly, even by his discernment."

"Avoid direct damage."

Rifia naturally nodded with such a look.

I don't know what the “curse of God" is, but I'm sure it's not something that can be touched with ease and just used to attack.

This is, of course, something that has already been discussed before.

"That's not all I'm trying to say. Be especially careful when attacking in the form of a white snake."

A white snake sticking its head out of Lene's body.

The giant white snake is his basic form, but he seems quite free to come out of his jaw and show it by spreading petals and changing his appearance. But when exercising the “curse of God," I thought it would always take the form of a white snake.

When Lene died, I recreated when I had the sword of the wind... No, I've shown you how I was sealing the magic fixture of the wind, what Malefiore did earlier made me think strongly about it.

"But Ishr..."

That's where Marya pinches her mouth.

"Yeah. The second thing is that"

He only provokes and invites me until he uses his tricks to get the wind and gold magic I have, and the other red jade stone.

Um, the purpose of the monster that housed the shards of God is the same as mine.

It is Malefiore's petition to confront the gods with Les, the Lord God, once again with the power to assemble the Five Magic Fixtures and to make the world.

That's why I thought I was the main target of his attack, and I didn't care what else existed. That's what everyone was thinking.

But Malefiore couldn't even take it, even though he could curse the magic of the wind of Lehne. I missed Lene to the ground.

He is also a magic collector. In any way, they are greedy to gain “power."

I'm not the only one confronting that monster. Especially Rifia with the "arrow of the martial arts" and Mira with Sharka's possessed “armor of the iron gods" both have a strong fighting power.

Both magic tools are rare and powerful. Even for Malefiore, it could be an item of covetousness.

He might, for example, attack and capture them first, take them hostage and try to avoid my departure, my escape. That's how intelligent you would be. He reads my, people's mind movements. He has made fun of me and provoked me many times since he confronted me among the cathedral lords.

"His biggest purpose is to take God's magic equipment away from me, but he might also come after Rifia and Mira's magic equipment"

Ishur turned his gaze from Marya to the Miras walking around.

"I thought Malefiore could take you hostages or replace you with shields."

Earlier, the serpent that spat out the sword, the snake that was enclosing it, and the fact that it struck Lene hard but missed it, reminded me of that concern.

"Then this is the last time."

Ishur, who wants to finish the story quickly, moved on without waiting for the Maryas to react.

"Perhaps it is the shards of God, the source of God's curse (all under) that will remain until the end, even if they are attacked by me"

Isn't the other red jade stone (Ruby) also sealed in his body by the curse of God, as was the magic fixture of the wind that Lene had?

Petra's covenant spirit, what Uromira was saying, is also convincing with this. "The fact that Malefiore, with the power of the" curse of God, "obtained the stone of the god of the earth, or the other red jade stone, created many inconveniences," she said.

That would mean, in short, that the stone of the earthly god was sealed by the “curse of God” and thus it was.

The god Oomeo or her own modulation may also be in a situation very similar to that of Lene, who sealed the magic fixture of the wind.

… the other red jade stone is also in his body, by the shards of God, directly related?

To a place that is strongly subject to God's curse.

"If the shards of God are exposed, will you all retreat to the rear and never get your hands on them?"

Everyone will end up fighting with a "sword of the wind".

But that's not all I care about.

Ishur looked around at the same face and finally, stood still, staring at Rifia.

"... ok"

Refia slightly reddened her face and nodded bitterly.

At times like this, she always does the most dangerous thing, the most belligerent. I needed to stab the quail thoroughly.

"Shield."

So from the rear, I heard a young man.

"Hmm?"

As Ishur turned around, Lucas' brave figure emerged from the darkness behind Bastol.

"What's up?

"Don't you notice? I'm down, you evil spirits."

Lucas shook his face to the left and right, slightly squeezing his shoulders together.

"Speaking of which..."

Together we look around.

The corridor illuminated by the pine lights is dim as it goes back, eventually smeared with deep darkness.

... certainly reduced the appearance of demons all at once. rather than after Malefiore showed up, he never came out and

He's not here.

"Afraid of Malefiore earlier, the other demons would have fled and scattered"

and the heavy voice of Benito.

Sounds like it.

"... somehow, from now on, it may not come out anymore"

Following Mira, Marya said in an evocative tone.

She's a good girl. You could be right.

"The main altar of the temple is approaching."

Ishur said, gazing into the darkness ahead. Stand still so as not to extend the detection of the wind's magic. This position and movement will all be foreseen for Malefioa, but we will still suppress the expression of blatant magic.

This is enemy territory, and for this one, it's a bad subterranean. I want to refrain from unnecessarily stimulating my opponent in a situation where I have not yet been able to come into contact with the body. If it becomes a flashy battle and you use all the magic of the wind and gold, you have no idea how far this underground temple will be destroyed.

If there is a massive downfall, a collapse, it will be no place for a showdown with Malefiore.

Malefiore is not such a powerful demon if he glances at such elements as "shards of God" and “curse of God”. If you are summoned, not the main body, you have fought twice before in Estofol, the Holy City.

It's time to confront the "shard of God” once the Malefiore body appears.

That is the time to try a new breeze sword that has been trained and devised at the Royal Castle troop field.

... the number of evil spirits has decreased in the foreground as well. It's time to hit the corridor that breaks to the right......

The entire corridor glowed blue at the tip of Sharka's listed pine lights leading the way, and Nell appeared in it.

"There are two demons right before that. They're both rich."

Nell said in a voice. Extending the magic of the blue wind ahead.

"Nell, let us kill them."

"Yes, I understand"

When Ishur spoke to Nell, she nodded honestly and immediately stopped the progression of the wind's magical powers.

If you are a man-shaped demon, you are likely to have a magic fixture. In order to get that magic fixture intact, it seemed better to deal with them with the Ishurs.

"... prey"

"You're here."

"If there are two of them, now share them with me."

Following Marya, Rifia and Mira show a flourishing sense of war.

It has been decided for a long time to preserve Ishur's magic as much as possible until the battle with Malefioa. Just in case a particularly powerful demon shows up, the story will be different again.

It is forbidden to be cautious if the two Riches have more power than that which appeared yesterday in Fiore's pot.

"Hmm."

Ishur flew the sensation of the magic of the wind, which he had refrained from, momentarily, to the point ahead.

A corridor space stretching into the dark. Two ahead, a mass of magic hits me like a weir. Ahead, you can see the path divided at right angles from the corridor.

The two demons did not have the wind to contend with each other, and we were sure they were waiting for this one to enter.

Behind them lies the path leading to the central part of the temple. The demons of darkness, who inhabit the temple of the desolate god, probably don't want the intruder to go first from there.

I don't know if this is by Malefiore. I could not feel any other suspicious, big demonic signs of Ishur's unleashed magic.

... Nothing, I don't care if that monster is involved. There won't be a rush to get here.

"Fine. Let's do what you want."

When Ishur turned his grin on Rifia and Mira, he ordered Nell.

"Block Rich's back with the magic of the wind. Don't let them get away."

"Okay, sword."

Nell answers in a voice. At the same time, a blue light lit the darkness ahead.

There's a rich one at that light point.

"Shall we then?"

Rifia told Ishl, then smiled at Mira, moving forward, cutting ahead and running.

The demons of the enemy were also releasing magic around that looked cold.

There stood a warrior-shaped skeleton demon on the left and a mage shaped in a large hood, very similar to a daytime rich, on the right.

The warrior shape on the left is buckler on the long sword, lower back and step forward of Rich on the right.

"I'll do the left"

Lifia told no one.

"That one has the magic equipment of the Martial God. On the right..."

She pulls out the sword. At the same time, the flaming colors shone brilliantly in the light of the enemy's faint watery magic.

"Oh, it's the same magic of gold as mine."

Rich on the right unleashed the magic of gold.

That's where the warrior-shaped demons moved. At the same time that his fierce appearance scratched out into the darkness, Rifia suddenly ran forward and intercepted the enemy warrior about twenty long steps away (skull, about 13m).

Her usual intense magic radiated as low as crawling through the bottom of darkness and was skillfully controlled. Rather, a sharp spark irritated the retina, with both swords struck out.

In contrast, the enemy Rich and Mira began to move very little, releasing the magic of each other's gold.

When Mira raised one hand and stopped Sharka, she stepped forward and poked her gainful Hulbert in the front of herself. And when I put my hands together in front of my chest, I lifted my chin steadily and smiled sparingly.

A mighty mass of gold magic appeared around her. The magic around the opposing rich also increases in concentration.

The two, no, Mira seems to be either afraid of destroying the corridor or trying to subjugate the opponent in comparison to simple power, competing for the strength of the Golden Magic itself.

Rich, too, will overflow his own hot magic. Looks like Mira's challenge is to stand in front of her.

The golden magic between her and Rich began to sparkle the darkness as the fine iron pieces were heated and glowed brightly.

Lifia, on the other hand, was gauging the power of his enemies, or when he played the imminent, he pushed his opponent to power shortly afterwards.

And instantly, at the base of a single knife, he double-breached, scattered all the bones of his enemies.

"Hehe."

Mira also saw out the other person's power, or laughing slightly in her voice further strengthened her own magic.

Two walls of magic that were antagonizing each other halfway with the enemy Rich are pushed toward Rich.

…… ……

Was it the cry of the Terminator?

Rich lost his magic at the same time as raising the voice of a creepy curse, which does not seem to be a man's language, and disappeared as dust on every cape. I couldn't resist Mira's magic, and I was dying to see the limits of my power.

Strangely enough, only the gold neckline decorated with jewels large and small floated in the universe, falling one breath behind.

"Brilliant!

I heard Benito from behind.

"No, I was only thinking about crushing the magic of that skeletal demon."

Mira nodded one at Benito, followed by a gorgeous grin at Ishur.

"Lord Marya, this is the magic of martial arts. The blade spill is terrible, but it's quite a delicacy."

He picked up the sword and sheath that the skeleton warrior had out of the bones where Refia splattered.

She seemed careful not to destroy the magic equipment either.

"Yeah, thanks.... This adds two magic fixtures"

When Marya received the magic fixture from Rifia and Mira, she thanked them with pleasure.

In the meantime, the sword of the magic fixture of the martial arts was to be held by Benito, while the necklace of the magic fixture of the golden lineage was to be held by Marya.

I see, I feel it.

Benito carried his sword on his back and squealed bosomly.

Feeling, is the magical power of the martial arts. From what Ishl saw, the blade spill seemed to be at a level where if you grind it back, you can handle it.

Ask a good grinder. Return to the original cleavage and the magic could have been more powerful.

"What about Mr. Benito's sword?

"Well, to a certain extent."

When Ishur asked the question, Benito nodded small.

If it comes out of the aristocracy, even the second and third sons will have many examples of proper learning of swordsmanship.

"But I guess I'll use this. It's still dirt magic. Because I'm used to it."

Benito stared up at Ishr and went on to say, "Your Lordship uses the wind first, don't you? I said."

"Right."

Ishur grinned and nodded.

If it is used at the discretion of the aggressor, it will definitely become wind magic. I still don't know much about gold magic, and I can't say I'm used to comparing it to the wind.

"Shall we go then? Right."

Lifia giggles and calls out to Ishur.

...... no problem up front.

... you've got fewer demons behind you.

The voices of Nell and Lucas also echo in my heart.

Corridors with right-angled, right-divided passageways are tiny hole-shaped, with domed ceilings. The passage divided to the right clearly seemed to lead to the main part of the underground temple.

The appearance of demons is also decreasing. So you're finally close to a showdown with Malefioa?

"... ho"

Ishur stopped her legs and stared into the darkness ahead, voicing slightly.

……

A similar movement of mind is transmitted from Nell.

As we went down the slightly narrower road to the right, we eventually found that there was quite a lot of space ahead.

"What's wrong?

Mira listens and asks questions aiming at Ishur's whining.

Looks like there's a big room ahead of us.

Ishur said in a low voice, staring forward.

... but that's not a goal there. Feels like during the refrain of the main altar? There seems to be plenty of room ahead.

It is a closed space even if the vision is not reached. If we let the wind flow, we can grasp the situation well ahead of us for once.

However, it seems better not to reach out to the “space” ahead of it yet.

Somehow, it feels dangerous.

Nell doesn't know it or not, he's not saying anything. I don't even listen to this one. Nell is strictly admonished by the fact that Malefiore will notice and stimulate this exact position.

"Are you getting closer?

"Somehow…, there are signs of water"

Rifia and Nina go on to say.

"Water, huh"

Malefioa is supposedly a shard of a goddess who was originally the sister of the water god Fioa. It generally takes the form of a serpent and it is good to say that the water attributes are strong.

Individually, they increased their vigilance and proceeded to the back, descending about a few steps down the stairs and exiting into the hall of the problem.

There is nothing like lighting. Long to the left and right, not so deep. The ceiling is also slightly higher. I just feel the presence of huge spaces behind arched columns lining the back.

"Mmm."

... the sword.

...... hehe.

First Rifia raised her voice, then Nell, and then even Lucas, who was leaving the rear to react.

The whole room was covered in orange, warm, radiant magic. The burning glow is brilliant, and demons appear in the middle of the hall.

"Whoa."

"Well."

"Mmm."

Rifia and Mira raised their exclamation, and rarely did Sharka, stiffening herself.

There was one demon upright there.

Once upon a time I was staying in the Krembel of the Holy King, hunting for a horde of demons in the back of the eastern mountains, but dissipating an overwhelming presence, distinctly different from those demons.

The magic of the fire system that illuminates the surroundings will also be what this demon emits. The outline of a black wing that grows from the back on a body that is one thing larger than a human being, a thick bull horn protruding from the forehead. He has a tough trident spear in his right hand.

From its tip the flames swayed and stood up as they blew out.

……

The devil, like a spear, narrowed his burning eyes in amber, stripped out his sharp fangs and nodded his tongue.

"Hehe, do we look so good?

"The Great Devil," he said.

"It's so amazing, I've never seen it before"

"Isn't this the six great demons of Baltar? The altar is close. He's a porter."

Lifia, Mira, Marya, and Benito said.

... Six Devils? That's my first ear. It seems that this world also has its hands-on heritage.

Probably listed around the Cathedral Dictionary. Few would know if they were not nobles or clerics?

"Mr. Ishl......"

I hear Nina's anxious voice from behind.

"Yeah."

Ishur looked at Bastol sideways as he replied small.

I don't see any particular change in that face.

... The rifias seem motivated, but this demon is not so much. Let's get this over with. Let's talk about Baltar's six demons later.

"Nell."

Ishur merely commanded the Great Spirit of the Wind, saying a word.

"Yes, sword."

As Nell appeared before Ishur, the magic of the surrounding fire was anointed with the magic of the blue wind.

The demon, who was in a state of spare time, lowered his back and put a trident spear in his hands.

Moments later, the Great Demon splashed into pieces of wood dust.

It wasn't long. The magic of Nell's wind was bounced.

Fragments of the shattered demon are wrapped in a flame that emits an unusual glow and burns.

"... Ishl"

"Ishur."

I'm going to turn my gaze on Rifia and Mira protesting.

"Well, well. … let's hurry."

Ishur raised his hands and scorned both of them, revealing his expression, and said with his face facing forward.

The shadow of an arched pillar that even floats thin in the dark.

I looked into the huge space behind it.

"Malefiore is nearby."