Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Through the arches connecting the semi-circular arcs, there was vast space in front of them.

... this is the main altar of the desolate god. Definitely.

Ishur looked around at the darkly filled space and had something unclear, perhaps awe-inspiring emotion.

Moments later, we shouted together and not a voice.

Without any foretaste, suddenly, a blue and white magic light was emitted from the bottom of the darkness.

The light just happened to spread around, illuminating the vast altar of the desolate god from end to end.

A huge blowout hall surrounded by lower and upper steps and two-story corridors on the three sides.

In the back left side of the remaining side was a giant stone statue, where some of the Baltar, the desolate god that united the evil gods and evil demons, collapsed. There should be an altar in front of it, but the front and base of the statue are heavily damaged, submerged over a wide area and accumulated water.

It would be that surface of water that emitted the first light. It still seems to be a water system, emitting strong magic.

……

Ishur silently took a step forward and slowly began to descend the stairs at his feet.

Nobody says anything, followed by Ishl.

Guys, I know.

Malefioa is at the foot of that Baltar stone statue, in accumulated water.

You don't realize this one, he still doesn't show up.

Or are you weighing your time and waiting in the water? There is no noticeable movement other than releasing magic.

... but I didn't know there was such a huge space in the basement.

Ishur looked around again as he went down the stairs.

"Did people make this?"

The underground space is slightly longer to the east and west, with about one hundred and twenty long sides (about 80 m) and eighty long walks (about 50 m) high.

The surroundings are damaged and collapsed by far, but they carve rocks from the ground, pile up rocks cut out, and still retain the shape of the main altar of the majestic temple.

I don't know how old it was, but even if this was built after Urk, it didn't seem very much at people's hands.

Decorative styles such as walls and columns seem to be from the early days of the ancient Urk, but are not known in detail by Ishl.

Is it not by the shaping of the gods, of the Divine Age? It would be as good as clerics and scholars, who specialize in studying what can be judged.

"This was originally a cavity that later unraveled the design like that."

And when I saw Ishur looking around, Benito explained to me from the side.

"Oh, I see. … is that what you mean"

Benito is a magician of the earth, so I guess you know the place.

There's no such thing as a huge underground space, if you ask me, was from the beginning, something that existed naturally. Of course, it would certainly be a very rare thing to see how all this cavity could have been made.

"But I'm not sure who built this far. 'Cause it seemed like it was around the time of Urk."

It's underground, so there's less weathering, less damage instead of the old days. The cobblestone on the floor should also accumulate water during the rainy season, but in good condition.

Watch your step.

Refia called out from the side as Isul and Benito had a conversation that was not so tense.

Sharka and Bastol placed their luggage on the dance floor halfway down the stairs. Shortly afterwards, Mira and Sharka cast spells against each other, merging on the spot.

Her magic fixture, usually the "armor of the Iron God” possessed by Sharka, revealed its true appearance.

Mira wore shoulders, caged hands and skirt shaped torso armor over the red dress, and at her feet a shin and iron shoe armor. He hung a long sword on his hips.

Malefia would be lurking, flashy magic flashed whether he still had the altar of the desolate god, but the demon of the day showed no reaction and did not show up.

The Ishurs descended the stairs and finally proceeded to walk before the altar, the heart of the Lord's Temple of the Arakami.

At the beginning is Rifia to the right, Mira merged with Sharka to the left, Isul in the second row, followed by Benito, Marya and Nina, followed by Bastol at the end. Everyone opens about a few long steps (skulls, 2-3 m) apart from each other and slowly moves closer to the stone statue of Baltar.

Ellina appears thin on Nina's diagonal, with a small flame swirling over Marya's head. Her fire elf, Vescortino, is halfway through this side. Nell and Lucas are also a little further apart, giving slight signs over Ishl's head.

This formation was an advance meeting between the Ishurs during the showdown with Malefioa.

Bastol was the weakest of these, and even in the battle against Malefia, which would be happening, he seemed to lose his life in no time, but no one cared about it and no one put it in his mouth.

……

Ishur looked back and saw the face of Bastol walking the far back.

In the darkness, the young man with a gentle face is slightly overturned, and his expression can be dismissed.

... He has already been replaced by the Arakami.

I don't know what Bastol looks like. But it doesn't convey any fear or nervous wind. That was evident in comparison to the serious faces of Marya and Nina, Benito and others who go before him.

... Well, there's no need to worry about Bastol at all.

All who are here, including myself, will die, and even if they are wiped out, only he will survive.

That's a god.

"Phew."

Ishur turned forward when he ironically distorted the corner of his mouth slightly.

Already, the surface of the water that spreads around the statue of the desolate god looms just that far.

The submerged floor surface of the centre of the altar, the water accumulated there, shines in unnatural and extreme magic.

And when the Ishurs stood before their waters, their blue glow increased as if they had measured.

"Coming."

"Come on, let's finally meet the legendary monster."

Rifia and Benito are aligned to raise their voices.

The bottom of the accumulated water seems pretty deep somehow.

The dark shadow moved gently. The water swings and waves.

The magical light gleamed so strongly that a white mass broke through the water.

In the obsessive background of darkness, a white serpent brings its thick sickle.

Seven-colored, inorganic eyes stir up a freezing fear that doesn't seem like just a snake monster.

"Malefioa......"

Ishur looked up at the alien and roared in a low voice.

Rifia standing in front and Mira's hips sink.

Nell and Lucas are nervous and convey temper.

The monster raised his jaw roughly, "Keane" and a metallic, tall growl.

And when I lowered my head, I stuck it into the Ishurs.

At the same time, darkness was covered by the flash of Nell's watery magic, Lucas' golden magic.

... This guy is a little smaller than then...

For a moment, for some reason, Ishur had an out-of-place, no-way emotion.

I have fought this serpent twice in the Holy City.

The first is the royal castle to rescue Salomon's brother, Luffraid, and the second is in the basement of the cathedral, among the Lord God. Malefiore, who was recalled at that time, was more than once larger than the body now looming in front of him.

... Well, fine. I'm just gonna destroy this guy and get the other red jade stone.

and Mira and Lifia on the left and right disappear.

In both movements, the magic of Nelly's bracelet acceleration is activated. The movement of the air around them slows down and different sounds and signs turn away.

In a world of disappearing sound, Malefiore plunges his jaw fully open.

Its neck, leaping rifia flashed sideways into letters in the air, slashing it into two true pieces.

In an unawares direction, Mira runs and tears apart the slender sword that was pulled out of her waist by flying her neck into space.

This is the first time she has been transformed by merging with Sharka to pull her own sword out in front of Ishl.

The finely chopped Malefiore's head was covered by a film of metal that glowed silver as it twirled in the air, completely losing its original magic and falling into the cobblestone of the underground temple, becoming just a mass of iron.

"Knock."

"Hmm!"

As Mira and Rifia moved, Nell and Lucas, the two great spirits, also activated magic.

The whole underground vibrates and four giant steel columns protrude from the cobblestone ground, stretching with tremendous momentum towards the ceiling.

When the four iron columns hit the stone surface of the ceiling, they stretched iron beams in all directions. The beam stretches throughout the great cave of the temple.

Lucas was floating in the universe, stretching his arms horizontally and gripping his fists, eating his teeth and unleashing the great magic of gold.

Nell reached out his hands and pointed his palm towards Malefioa for wind junction magic, wind prison formation.

First, he held the water surface in front of the altar from the outer edge and expanded towards Malefioa in the center.

Malefioa, summoned at the rescue of Luffraid, is eating and breaking Ishl's tense wind prison formation.

Her stretched ties weren't so wide, but they were more powerful.

Nell also had another serious, temperamental look.

The magic was trying to secure the torso of Malefioa, a severed neck, firmly on the spot.

Ishur had assigned Nell a role to reinforce his support for allies, including indirect attacks and defenses against Malefioa, with gold magic to prevent the cave from collapsing due to combat.

"... eh"

"It's no big deal."

Rifia and Mira stare at Malefioa without her neck, landing back in front of Ishur.

... No, we're going to.

Until now, there's no big difference from previous fights. Malefioa, who was recalled in the Holy City, was certainly a powerful demon, but he did not have the power to isolate himself from the rest, like the Red Emperor Dragon, for example.

Ishur had already cut the magic of the acceleration of his bracelet. I was aware of the activation of the sword of the wind.

"Forbidden to be alarmed. Rather dangerous from now on"

From behind, Marya says softly.

... Exactly. This guy is real, he's the main body. Wouldn't the "shard of God" appear from now on?

What the hell is that like?

Ishur, like the Rifias, pointed his sharp gaze at the monster without his neck.

"... hmm?

The first time Ishur set himself up.

... Sword, destroy the serpent completely.

At the same time as Nell's report, Malefiore's torso, which was protruding from the water, was dispersed.

She converted the magic of the wind prison formation into a sharp wind blade and chopped the torso of a giant snake into countless pieces of flesh as it was.

"Ah, fuck."

A pulverized piece of Malefiore falls to the surface and makes a fine water noise.

...... weird. Nothing, nothing.

Malefiore, who appeared in front of him, was just a white serpent.

Where did the other stone go? What about the shards of God?

……

"Ishur..."

Rifia and Mira look back, gleefully.

"Mmm."

Exchange your gaze with each other with the bewildered Ishur.

"That's a split. It is not the main unit.... Coming."

That's when I heard a low, wild voice from behind.

Bastol's, no, it was the voice of the desolate god Baltar.

Suddenly, when the ground rocked hard, countless ground cracks ran and water blew out.

Several water columns rise around and the ground collapses.

The cobblestone floors of the temple smash in pieces and are drunk by wild waves.

"Become"

"Oh!?

Refia and Marya are all stunned and afraid.

... of the footprint, the feeling of sinking into the water.

"Demstrasse!"

From behind there, Benito's cry thrust through.

More below, a mass of stone rises from the bottom of the water.

New magic swirling underwater. It's a dirt spirit. Is Demstrasse the covenant spirit of Benito?

The chunks of rock look like people crawling on all fours. A stone golem.

Golem's back is spread beneath his feet.

And Ishur and his men rode on the back of Golem, the Spirit of Benito's summoned earth, and were not swallowed up by a stream of water that was blown up from the ground that had collapsed.

"Whoa, whoa."

……

Rifia and Mira are skillfully balanced and face forward without losing their posture.

Marya was on one knee on the rock, supported by Nina, and Benito was tempered to push her right hand fist against the back of the golem.

"Mmm."

"Knock."

Lucas, the Spirit of Ishur floating in the universe, reinforces his own iron strut, and Nell pushes the magic of the wind against the raging surface of the water, trying to contain it with strength.

Lucas prevented the ground collapse from attempting to cover the entire cave, and Nell was in control to keep the water flow from flowing towards the Ishurs.

And......

Ishur almost collapsed, staring at the stone statue of Baltar directly in front of him, and the wall behind him, the darkness behind him.

"... he was using his own body to find out how you fought and gauge your power."

From behind, I heard the calming voice of the desolate god.

All the rifiahs are just nodding without showing any suspicion as to how the bustle has changed.

There is also a build-up of water behind the collapsed wall. There was a white light in its depths.

The light grew bigger and bigger, and began to emit powerful magic.

... This guy is the real deal. Body…….

The quieter surface waved again, countless foams boiled and water splashes (Mizushibuki) flew.

The white giant stretched out, his rainbow eyes blinking overhead. He opened his jaw (after) full and emitted an odd, metallic growl.

The frightening air vibrated and the whole cave swayed.

"This is the real thing..."

"Big......"

I hear the dry voices of Mira and Rifia.

The Malefiore, which manifests itself from the surface of the accumulated groundwater, is about the same size as it was once summoned in the royal castle and cathedral. It radiates white glowing magic from its entire giant and looks radiant.

"I'm coming.... Ishur can win"

From behind, Mary pressed the Fire Fairy wand against her back.

Calm down, strong voice.

At the same time two fireballs appeared behind Malefiore's head.

The rainbow eyes of the monster show strange movements.

Moments later, Nell solidified the torso below from Malefiore's neck with the magic of the wind.

Lifia and Mira disappeared and, like earlier, took a big leap to drop that neck.

The fireball was a blur and a simple measure to take the lead in the attack.

When Liphia revealed herself over Malefiore's head, she put a sword up her forehead.

The voice of temper echoed, screaming her "hey hey hey" a little late, either because of the magic of acceleration.

Just moments late, Mira left floating in space, breaking Malefiore's neck horizontally from side to side.

It was a terrible momentum, a monstrosity.

……

Ishur narrowed his eyes and held the pattern of his father's sword.

Stretch your consciousness to that realm and beyond.

I'm here, I think the other self.

… the "shard of God”, but the “curse of God" finally reveals itself….

The only thing that bears it out is the sword of the wind.

Slashed by Mira, Malefiore's neck falls and sinks into the water.

Ishur dropped his hips slightly, opened his hearts and legs and pulled his father's sword slightly out of his sheath.

The edge of the power of the sword of the wind descends underground.

"... be"

Ishur, who was increasing his concentration, glanced at his eyes.

Feeling instinctual danger, "It's Nelly," he starts a grunting acceleration bracelet.

Rifia and Mira, who were in the air, are about to land on the ground with a tough face.

Countless white, something thin blew out of Malefiore's torso that had been decapitated.

It overflowed like blood, fluids, and guts, and drew its tail for a long time, swinging like the tentacles of marine life, toward the Ishurs.

Something like countless tentacles, some of them snake heads, some of them shaped like human arms or bird feet. Others were shaped like tentacles of bamboo and squid.

Some of them had swords and spears, and had grown from their mouths, and put up shields and mirrors, and wrapped around necklaces.

It's all his magic equipment.

... That's not good.

He's about to unleash countless magic. Somehow he can activate multiple magic devices at the same time, just like me.

Somehow I figured that out. Because there is a “shard of God” in some of his flesh?

But that “shard of God” has yet to show up. I can't even confirm the red stone.

A blurry space with disappearing sounds, time to go slowly, just a little bit further. Nelly's bracelet is still working.

Ishur cut the magic of acceleration and commanded Nell.

"Nell, cut off all his arms."

Countless snakeheads, human arms, tentacles coming at us.

An uncomfortable sense of visibility that crawls deep into your heart.

... What is this disgust?

Of course, there's the oddity of appearance. But that's not all. I don't know what I'm good at, I'm stirring up anxiety...

"What a mess"

I heard Rifia groaning when she landed in front of me.

Nell's powerful blade of unparalleled wind tore the myriad “arms” of the monster from its roots, in an instant. Ishur's disgust also dissipates.

Malefiore cut into two rounds.

That, in an unnaturally darkened cross section, the light point rises.

... thats it.

Here comes the shard of God.

Light point that gradually gets bigger. No shaking at all, a strong light.

Hold the pattern of my father's sword.

The sword of the wind, its blade in its own heart. The tip of the blade can be seen floating in front of the horizon of the mind.

That entity is now in the right fist.

Pull out the sword.

With both hands, he stood horizontally and pointed his blade tip at the Malefiore light point.

Definitely. That light is the "shard of God”.

Where's the red jade stone? But now it's time to destroy it.

There is nothing unscathed in the sword of the wind god.

... I thought it was darker and more horrible because it was a horrible godly resentment, a curse.

The light point expands rapidly, becoming a white running stream to cover the perimeter.

And the lifias disappeared, and the rocks of the earthly sperm of Benito disappeared, and the waters, and the caves, and Nel and Lucas disappeared.

Bright white, spaces filled with light.

The moment I stabbed the wind blade forward, it hit me.

... sorrow. One woman's crying.

The grieving cry of a woman with no face or name can't end.

Sadness from behind the white light, affliction, and endless love, overflow.

The wind sword stopped.

... Oh, this.

Ishur's voice echoed in the white space.

Sorrow fills up.

Long ago, Baltar, brother of the Fire God, and Sister of the Water God fell into a forbidden love.

To the Sun God. Les was angry, and decided to order and punish the two of them to separate. Baltar, who gave up his beloved woman and accepted the life of Jerez, was dropped by the abominable demons, demons, dark gods who could unite demons, and desolate gods.

Fiore's sister, the god of water, who did not obey the life of Jerez and did not accept his parting from Baltar, was stripped of his name and destroyed. That shard that fell to earth eventually became man and demon, and the last remaining shard of resentment and hatred became the monster that man called Malefiore.

The last shard was not just a grudge, a curse to be called.

At its core was the love, itself, which was the source of sorrow, anguish, and hatred.

... This is not good.

Ishur's whole body. The sorrow of the woman pierced what was once an innocent love.

Unknowable sorrow in his own heart fills his own grief, which he knew well and knew well.

Tears overflowing from your eyes. Endless tears.

I can't stand it.

Bitterness crawls around your whole body.

My brother Lucell's face circles around my brain as my parents, Melilla's face, wanders around.

Ishur was beaten to pity.

The shard of God is the pity of a woman who was once a goddess. The pity of an unnamed woman who lost a man she loved.

That overlapped and mingled with Ishur's own bitter memory.

That was the curse of God.

It is swallowed by the white light without any technique to make it.

Oh, the sword of the wind.

Was there something you couldn't kill?

No, that's me. I can't kill this.

My father's sword falls down.

... be drunk.

Prepare to perish.

My vision, my heart, everything stains white.

……

At that time, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

The shadow is silent and grabs something quietly.

The shadow took the form of a man, blocked in front of him.

The person had no one to sigh on.

"Oh, it's xxxxxxxx..."

A low, wild voice. The called name does not sound and cannot be heard.

"The last piece of you left was such a curse, pity and hatred."

The shadow cut the words there. Moaning groans leak.

"Love for me, I didn't know it was"

The shadow shoved what it was gripping against its own chest.

A broken glass, crystal ringing sound sounded, and the echo, for a moment, turned into a woman's cry and disappeared.

The pity of the Fallen God was sucked into the bosom of the Shadow Man.

Moments, slight light overshadows vision.

The man's shadow then turned to Ishl. The hand remains on his chest.

"This shard will live forever, in me.... this is my punishment. That woman's pity burns her chest all the time, and she keeps suffering."

Self-derision and just a little joy. Baltar smiled slightly. I see that.

"I couldn't live up to the love of XXXX, the last time I betrayed you, there's nothing more worthy of me than this curse"

"You, … your purpose is"

"That's right. This is what I wanted. This fulfilled many years of petitions. Thank you, kid."

... Oh, you know what?

It is true that the Arakami talked about not having Les interference with the Lord God if he acted with me, not buying anger.

So......

The purpose of the desolate god. What this God wants, it was the last remaining shard of the woman he once loved, itself. Malefiore's "nucleus," was life itself.

By acting with me, I fulfilled my wish without buying the anger of Jerez and without being disturbed.

……

Ishur leaned down and smiled powerlessly.

Malefiore vanished. The source of that monster (all of them) is now in Baltar's chest.

... I couldn't beat the shards of God in the end.

God's curse wasn't just horrible resentment, hatred, and obscenity. What was in its nucleus was love for the desolate god, admiration for him, and its accomplishment.

I'm weak. It's just a human being. But how can you beat that pity?

I couldn't resist anything and it swallowed me up and really nearly disappeared.

Even if we could escape on the way......

"My sorrow is done."

When the desolate God proclaimed so in a small voice, he remained motionless with his eyes closed to withstand something for a while. And again, I turned my face to Ishur.

Speaking of which, you wanted this, didn't you?

That's what I said, I opened the fist I was putting on my chest, and I dropped the little red gem in Ishl's hand.

"Ah."

... red stone. Red Jade Stone.

The cut, the brilliance flowing through the surface, was just the other, paired red jade stone (ruby).

Ishur opened his hands and took the stone.

At that moment, the world, which was white, disappeared, surrounded by darkness, back to the space of the original cave.

Baltar's appearance in front of him disappeared and Mira and the others surrounded Ishur.

"Are you okay, Ishr?"

"You did it, Ishur"

"Mr. Ishl!

"Is that red jade stone? …?"

Rifia, Marya, Nina, and finally Mira speak up.

They think I defeated Malefiore, probably.

Ishur stared at the sword of his father's shapes, which fell to his feet.

That creature grabbed the nucleus, the shard of God, by Baltar, and vanished at that moment.

Grab the red jade stone on the palm of both hands with your right hand.

……

Ishur rang his throat and stood up.

"... uhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Eventually, the same as then, the same as when the red jade stone stuck in the back of my left hand, an unusual severe pain hit me.

My palms are shattered and scattered, and my wrists tear my tips apart.

Eat your teeth often, grab your right wrist with your left hand and endure desperately. An unpleasant sweat blows out of my whole body.

"Ku, fu"

When the pain healed, the same appeared on the back of the right hand, red red jade stone.

"Mmm, awesome"

"You did it, Ishur"

Marya and Rifia raise their exclamation.

"Ishur, the time has finally come."

But Mira's words, which were uttered every beat, were utterly different and harsh from those of the others.

"The pair of red balls reveal the treasures of the earthly gods to the world. If you match the pair of red balls with each other's hands, the god of the earth will be the treasure."

As Mira sang, she uttered a passage about the magic fixture of the god of the earth, which she once taught Ishl on the mountain of Krembel.

"Oh."

Ishur grinned small as he wiped the sweat floating on his forehead.

I am shivering because of the severe pain I have experienced earlier.

"Mr. Ishl."

Nina immediately put her hands behind her, on both shoulders of Ishur, and began to shed the magic of the water.

"Thanks, Nina"

Ishur turned around and thanked Nina when she took a breath.

Dramatically with her magic, fatigue and anguish are not cured. But I can see that my stretched whole body is losing strength, feeling good warmth, and healing little by little but surely.

"Let's get started. Let the magic of the gods manifest themselves here and now."

Ishur, who was on one knee, stood up and looked around at those around him and said:

... no special spells or prayer-like need. Just think, just bump your feelings.

Somehow, I thought.

... the magic of the earth. Show yourself before me.

Ishur banged his palms together in both hands, as he struck the cedar hand.

Beneath his feet is Benito's summoned golem, and now the Spirit of that earth leaves, just a mass of rock.

The water surface around it is decreasing slightly, gradually decreasing, whether there is a crack in the bottom that leads deeper underground.

There's a stream of water, like a spiral of a stream.

The red jade stone on the back of both hands becomes a fine grain and disappears like fog.

There was no sound in the darkness in front of me, no brilliance of any magic, and a wooden wand emerged floating horizontally.

Marya's Fire Fairy Wand. A strange old man he met in the rain, a large wooden wand he had, on the street to Ellistar.

It's a familiar, wizard's wand itself.

The wand of a tree with a curved sculpture floats horizontally in space.

……

The sound of Benito or someone breathing behind him sounded slight.

Nobody says anything.

Ishur slowly reached out to the wand floating in its universe.

Grab a good grip with your right hand around the middle.

A definite wooden feel, conveyed in the palm of your hand.

That disappeared in an instant.

Like a magic fixture of the wind, like when it was a magic fixture of gold, the magic fixture of the earth and nothing happened and disappeared quietly.

"Hehe."

Ishur smiled slightly.

... the magic fixture of the third god.

I have the magic of the earth.

Maryan Spirit Vescortino lights the fire on the stone column-shaped bonfire, the one at the edge of the underground temple that spared the collapse.

I suppose that means that Malefiore no longer needs to perish and preserve his magic.

And around me, a pleasant water noise keeps ringing.

"Anything unusual? Can't you use dirt magic yet?"

Benito asks strangely.

"Yeah. I can't use it yet. Maybe after about half a day."

I know naturally when the time comes. Especially since it doesn't change, Ishur continued.

Rifias, who know the approximate circumstances, listen silently, sneering, etc., when they get the magic fixture of gold.

God's magic tools take nearly half a day to assimilate and settle into the human flesh.

"Well, because the water pulled. Gather your magic gear."

Marya said in a rare and motivated voice.

When Malefioa died, the water that had accumulated behind the temple naturally flowed deeper underground.

The Malefia carcasses of the day have turned into large chunks of stone, like fossils of ancient plants and dinosaurs.

The decapitated neck was in a cracked stone, and the torso protruded from the ground, like a pointed rocky mountain ahead.

The likes of countless snakes, arms and tentacles blown out of the section of the torso that had been cut disappeared somewhere, and there remained no single slice or fragment of it.

There were several other magic implements, magic wands and spears, swords and shields that Marya said were pierced on the ground where the water was drawn. Occasionally glittering would be like necklaces, bracelets, or rings.

"This is a lot of work. Good for you, Marya."

When Ishur laughed, he called out to her.

"Well, let's just say we all split up and collect the treasure."

Lifia rubbed her hands together and said, feeling out of place.

Ishur then helped Benito, Mary and Nina in turn, descending from a mass of rock that was a golem, where they all picked up the magic pieces scattered around them.

Combined with the Golden Magic Fixture "Armor of the Iron God," Mira remained on the rock until the end, unraveling the transformation on the spot and separating it from Sharka. I put it on the stairs at the end, and Nina managed to take the change of Sharka's maid clothes from her surviving luggage and gave it to her. Mira's red dress remained intact even when she unraveled the merger, and she didn't need to change her clothes anew.

"Are you okay?"

Ishur called out to Bastol, who had descended from the rocks on his own.

The moment Baltar, the desolate god, held the shard of God, Malefioa perished. No more rough godly beings appeared to this young man afterwards, nor did they emit any suspicious signs.

"Oh, oh."

Bastol shook his head and nodded again and again.

And he began to show a frightened look from time to time, which he had hardly ever shown.

It's the deepest part of the underground temple, where the place fought Malefioa until just now. That would be natural, too.

"Try not to go too far alone. Try to act by me, Mr. Benito, and Lifia as much as you can."

"Oh, yeah. I know."

The Ishurs picked up scattered magic equipment in the true habitat of the Cave - Malefioa - which was also spread behind the altar of the underground temple. Small jewellery like rings, bracelets, and ear decorations were found by Ellina and Sharka of the Spirit of Nell, Lucas, and Nina.

Most of the magic equipment spared destruction and was caught in the mud and among the rocks at the bottom of the earth, where water hoarding still remained. The spears and swords of the big men sparsely stabbed the blade tip to the ground with a sense of loneliness like a battlefield trail and stood.

Many of the magic fixtures were owned directly by Malefiore, or they were all of a considerable level. For quite a while, if I trained per teacher, I was undoubtedly just a substitute for being a court magician of a country.

The Maryas naturally tried to bring home all the magic equipment they could find, but Ishur suggested that they deliberately leave behind one of the legendary “big man" magic fixtures.

"If Malefiore disappeared and so did the powerful magic equipment, there would no longer be any bounty hunters diving into this underground temple. That's a little boring. to the city of Canabal, and they will no longer have the opportunity to visit"

By now their stay would not have had such a huge economic effect on Canabal. However, it is certain that human interaction with the outside world will decrease dramatically. That's not a very good thing in the long run.

"So on this occasion, let's just leave a little of the big man's magic equipment, deliberately. If you're an adventurer who can get this far, you can have the magic of legends that will make you lord of every castle in every country."

... Never as flashy as a game, but I still want to leave the romance of dungeon exploration behind.

Malefioa perishes. That would be a celebration, but on the other hand, the legendary demons disappear into an uninteresting, tasteless, dry world. What about that?

"I see, that's fine too"

"Fine."

Refia nodded and Marya agreed.

"How about this?

Lifia then offered me the old sword of the blades that she had in both hands.

"This... is the same type of sword as the treasure that Lord Hanes of the Duke of Beervald had, the" Memory of the Martial God ”"

Lifia clouded her expression a little and said with a dejected voice that she couldn't say.

"Ho."

... Hanes' magic fixture, also known as the "White Sword of Beirvald”, which he duelled with me, was the magic fixture of the martial arts lineage: to make the man in his hand a master of the sword.

Perhaps the sword is Prince Fermir's sword.

“Prince Femir's Sword” is still one of the things that is called legendary magic equipment. Femir is an abandoned prince of the Grand Duchy of Arthur about three hundred years ago, and is said to have abandoned his homeland young, carried out demonic exorcisms everywhere with legendary famous swords, and fell in love and married a princess of the Kingdom of Artena, one of the United Kingdom of the West, at the end of many adventures.

I have no idea why that legendary sword is here, but anyway, it is said that his score was a magical sword similar to Beervald's "Memory of the Martial God”.

"I don't know about that...... I can tell by the hand. This is quite a dish."

Refia was not rusty, but she said with a thin, dirty, plain straight knife in front of her face.

"Well, shall we?“ The sword of Prince Fermir ”will never stop after me and whoever I aim for."

"If it's a sword, then it's a shield."

Mira has called for Sharka to refrain behind, offering a slightly larger circular shield, a round shield.

"This is definitely from the time of Urk," the S.H.I.E.L.D. of the monks, "“ the shield of the deltesians. "

Mira tumbled up her nose and ran out confidently.

"This is a magic fixture of the gold lineage. So I know very well."

“Deltesian's Shield," I don't know, but for what is quite old, the exterior doesn't look so damaged, probably because the whole shield has the magic of gold on it.

That's not a very strong one, but I could feel it clearly on Ishl as well.

"Ugh, heavy..."

When I was handed to Sharka to hold it, it was infinitely heavy for Ishur.

But when I held it in both hands and put it up and shook it slightly to the left and right, it suddenly became lighter. It weighed enough to handle with one hand.

I feel strange, like I've been turned into something.

"It is said that this shield has returned any sword spear or even powerful magic."

"It is."

… I have heard of the "Prince Femir's Sword”, but the “Deltesian's Shield” story is the first.

But it's quite an adventurous story to have a legendary magic fixture with two names behind the underground temple, a pair of swords and shields.

"Ready? Marya."

Ishur asked Marya again.

These two magic implements are invaluable to the Ladis royal family. Will she really, really forgive me?

"Yeah, fine. Because those two magic implements will reward Ishur from the royal family for this exorcism of Malefioa."

……

For a moment, Ishur nodded with a faceless expression when he thought he was going to look taken aback.

"I see. You know what?"

"Hehe, that's good"

"haha"

"Mr. Ishur, I hear"

"Good, Lord Ishur"

Everyone gave a bright laugh.

……

Ishur turned around and looked around.

The lights lit by Vescortino disappear sequentially from the back.

Everywhere collapses, and the underground altar of the desolate god with the water is wrapped up in darkness again.

At the edge of his sight, he saw the uncontrolled face of the bastle. To him no more, the desolate gods dwell.

And on the front, and on the rear, the body of Malefioa, which had been cracked and crushed and petrified everywhere, was pierced by the "sword of Prince Femir”, and the “shield of the Deltesian” was erected on the hill, which Benito had magically raised before him.

At the bottom of this underground cave is the legendary magic apparatus that was to be newly seated.

From now on, the adventurers diving into this cave will go for that sword and shield.

Ishur's lips moved slightly.

... Farewell, serpent monster. It's a curse monster.

The core of that curse was, unexpectedly, a shard of the love of one woman, pity, not thought to have been very much a part of God.

Sure, that can't be slashed with a wind sword.

Ishur turned forward and started walking as he snuck up with a lonely grin.

The luggage on his back exudes a twitchy and subtle magic to stimulate.

The passage of the underground temple is also completely reduced to appear demons, surrounded by silence. I can hear Mira's little nose in a good mood from time to time.

Ishur was carrying a sword on his back and a slightly smaller iron shield.

After the extinction of Malefioa, a line was to collect the magic pieces scattered on the altar, each to be carried in a shared manner.

Primarily, the men were supposed to carry large magic pieces such as swords, shields, mirrors, and unusual ones, while the women were supposed to carry jewellery-shaped magic pieces such as necklaces and bracelets in wipes.

"It's kind of my chest, it's mumbling"

Nina's voice comes from behind.

She had put a few magic rings and bracelets in her leather bag and was lowering them from her neck through a string.

Magic fixtures usually touch the hands and feet and begin to work when worn on the body. It's not surprising that wearing multiple, densely powerful magic tools can cause skin wrinkles and strange discomfort, for example.

"Me too, me too, kind of, my breasts mumble"

I'll make sure Rifia pushes on Ishl to see what her intentions are and make her chest stretch.

"Oh, my gosh. Me, too."

Mira also tries to stick herself up to Ishl when she loses and her chest.

……

Marya doesn't show any reaction, she's soggy.

... She's in shape. Never, I can't say it in my mouth when I'm dead.

"Oh, I got a back, too. Don't fuck around."

Ishur replied with a tight grin. My gaze is ticklish, and I'm restless.

A person there came into the corner of his sight.

"How's the bustle? Are you okay?"

Ishur walked behind, speaking to the young man.

Bastol also carries two spears on his back, a slightly cobbled halbert with a tip, wrapped together with rope.

He is a mercenary, a bounty hunter. You've never even touched a “big man" magic tool before.

"Oh, no.... I had a fire magic bracelet, so I'm a little used to it."

"Yeah?... right. Speaking of which, yes."

Bastol, if you ask me, had the magic of fire in his hands with Seguro and the others.

"How was your fight with Malefiore? Got it?"

Ishur finally asked Bastol what he wanted to confirm with the wind that

Those eyes were now still narrowed, not to mention missing a slight change in the other person's expression.

"Ah, oh.... It was amazing."

"Right. I'm glad you're not hurt either."

Ishur secretly relieved the tension and just said that.

... He was possessed by Yveda every once in a while, almost the same as when Leni?

Other than when Baltar came out on the table, I generally remember things before and after that, and my memory is well connected...

"Mmm."

"Well..."

Even without stopping walking, Lifia and Mira looked at each other a little dissatisfied when they saw Ishur, who did a hand on his chin and came up with a mysterious idea.

Though half the joke, Ishl deceived me brilliantly and flushed me, even though I made an appeal that noble daughters could not possibly be.

Marya and Nina are putting a slight grin on their faces.

Sharka and Benito proceeded to walk without anything in particular, with only one bastol, "What? What's the matter with you?," he was puzzled.

The line returned to the front of the cave connecting to the temple corridor, where it paused briefly and turned back outward towards the "pot of Fiore," the intermediate resting point.

Ishur still did not talk about one thing with Lene, the forest witch who was to have the magic fixture of the wind.

Regardless, Benito, a court magician, was just a story that the mercenary bastol didn't want to know.

That was unexpectedly quick and came suddenly, some time after caving through the corridors of the underground temple with it.

Deep down in my heart. No, somewhere in the ground, there was a hard rock, like a crack of a gem.

Then behind, then right, then left.

More down from there, something hot and big flows slowly.

The sound of water falling far away, fast and intense, thin and countless.

That must be the fluctuation of the crust, the deep, the breath of the earth that no man can hear.

But what happens so quickly, one crust after another?

... It's not.

Ishur slowly closed his eyes as he proceeded slowly up the rock.

Time is slipping. This is not my, human time. It is time to flow through the earth's bottom.

… now I am at the bottom of a long earth, like I am on a different timeline.

Countless, all, sand, dirt, stones are ringing around me...

Ishur proceeded through the cave with his eyes meditated. I kept feeling the earth.

I never stumbled on it, never had a meltdown.

On the ground the wind sounds, and in the basement the stone mass begins. The sword rubbed, the iron rang right next to him, Nell laughed, Lucas laughed.

The world took another form.

The magic apparatus of the third God made the third world.

One puzzle fits in again, and the world takes shape.

Almighty, my self is about to break.

Power is power. The world is the world. I'm me.

Whatever power I have, I'm just one person.

Whether you look like a person or a person......

Little by little, slowly, everything settles in.

Ishur opened his eyes.

Anytime now, I can use the magic of the earth. I can see that.

At the end of the darkness, a small light point floated.

I see a pot of Fiore.

The sunshine you see for the first time. A small weak light, leaking from the ground, but with great joy.

"Mr. Ishl!

There was a small hole leading to the ground at the top, a cavity illuminated by a slight yang in the center, stepping into the "pot of Fiore," and suddenly Romir jumped.

When it was, just like when I came back in battle with Yuri Olura.

……

Ishur said silently to Romir when he smiled and nodded one loud.

There were other royal maids attached to Lucia, Mira and Refia, Celia and Nocta in Fiore's pot. Both they and joy rushed to their respective masters. Cellulo and Feldar were also there, and they also walked over to Bastol and rejoiced in their safe return.

We all perceived and were convinced that Ishurs had won the fierce vibrations and ground rings coming from deep underground, with Ishurs beginning to fight Malefioa, and the ensuing silence and the drastic reduction in the appearance of demons of the dark lineage.

Just forward base, in this cavity where the supply point was set up, in Fiore's pot, the captain's frid, no one could see Lilina or Evan or the other "bearded” men.

"I was contacted this morning and Mr. Marido was taken to the exit of the cave."

Marido is Lilina, the family name of the Ira sisters.

"Is something wrong?

"Come on......"

Romir hasn't been informed of the details, or he just slapped his neck.

Not sure in the basement, but it was near evening that the Ishurs arrived at the pot of Fioa, and soon afterwards the dinner was behaved. We all surrounded the fire and returned the dried meat to eat potatoes and other boiled potato-like soups. Cave exploration was a treat.

"But it was easier than I thought."

"Yeah. I wondered what would happen when those nasty, myriad white snakes and tentacles hit me in unison."

"Malefioa isn't such a strong demon from Ishur, is he? Just“ shards of God, "I should have been careful."

Rifia, Mira and Marya surround the burning fire and thoughtfully say what they think during the battle.

"Yet Ishur has lifted his arms again. It was so fast and vivid that I didn't really understand the activation of the wind sword"

"What? Oh, I guess..."

Ishur slightly lowered his face and smiled bitterly.

... I couldn't activate the wind sword. The shards of God were recovered directly at the hands of the desolate god, Baltar. It was just a force beyond people's knowledge.

No, we didn't need “power” to fight the shards of God. The shard of God may indeed have been a terrible curse, but it was the cry, pity of a woman who was formerly a goddess. It wasn't just the pity of a human woman or anything different from sadness.

What is power, what is strength?

Without Baltar, I wouldn't have won. I don't think I "slashed" that mourning, my misery.

Was the forest witch Rene in the same eye?

If so, she lost so she could lose. No “human” can beat that one.

I just don't want to exchange it, I just have to suffer the erosion of pity of a woman who was God.

That is the curse, and that sorrow wields the magic of God, it will take away the power of the heart.

All magic tools work on the basis of human will, spiritual strength...

"What's going on? Ishl."

"Are you tired? Ishur."

Rifia and Mira peek in from both sides.

"No..."

"More than that, Lord Ishur, I think it's time to use it."

When Ishur laughed thinly and deceived him, Benito, who had been drinking a little alcohol, called out.

"Do you understand"

When Ishur narrowed his eyes and looked at Benito, he nodded "Uhm" and poured on the liquor.

"Don't get distracted yet, Mr. Benito."

I caution Nina not to drink too much, but the return route has obviously led to less frequent appearances of demons. No, it dropped dramatically. From the temple it is, since entering the cave, so much so that occasionally black lizards cross the edge of sight.

That evening, the Ishurs stayed overnight in a pot of Fiore and the next day headed for the entrance and exit of the cave.

An echoing crowd. Rock skin swinging in the bonfire. A rock that emits strange microlights.

I feel the end of the cave on my way.

If that's what you want, you can cut through the overhead rock and get out on the ground on the spot.

I have that power now.

But the way out is in the mountains covered with trees and large and small rocks.

From there, you can sharpen the mountains further, cover the ground, and head directly to the city of Canabal.

But the land will overflow with water during the rainy season, which will also damage the farmland in and around Canabal.

At first glance, the majestic mountain field, which also appears to be stubborn, may also consist of a delicate fragile equilibrium, which, if transformed and lost, would destroy the livelihood of the people living in the land.

The findings are predominantly from previous life. It is not only due to special abilities, which have never been able to obtain and sense the magic of the earth.

Walking underground, the darkness of the place enters my mind.

At the bottom of that darkness, at the far bottom, I could see a large mass of heat burning red.

At the bottom of the earth, a magma breathing deep underground. Star breath. That is the root of the earth's magic.

As we approach that mighty power, we reach that Spirit's otherworlds.

There is no more up or down there.

It's one of the realms that makes the world.

The soil area is hot and heavy and moves slowly. Black, red, gray, always somewhere, a beautiful mineral of unknown name twinkles and sounds. It's a rich world of colors.

Wind, gold, and soil. Little by little I began to feel the other world nearby.

The magic of the earth is only slightly more akin to the magic of fire and gold than wind and water.

... chunks of heat burning in the dark. That's somewhere, I think I've seen something similar before.

That is......

Whatever it was.

People come from the front exit. Two or three, that's a hell of a step.

After noon the next day, the Ishurs packed their bags and retrieved Fiore's pot, and went to the exit of the cave with Romir and the rest of the absentees.

When leaving Fiore's pot, a thin sunny cavity, I felt like I heard someone from behind me, and Ishur turned back.

... Farewell, sword of the wind.

A low voice echoed in the darkness of the hole.

... just like you. I will hold this pity forever with remorse...

The word was already smaller than the wind noise, which occasionally blows through the cave.

"Mr. Ishr, I think something's going on."

Shortly before I realized it, there was Lilina back from the entrance and exit of the cave. One man with a beard, he could obey.

……

Ishur looked at Lilina in a glance, as did Marya and Lifia.

I can't get the usual room to disappear from her for what happened, and it looks pretty tedious.

Pine lights (sweet potatoes) gather around the Ishurs who stopped in the middle of the cave.

"Beyond the mountains to the east, there's something strange going on."

She doesn't know much about it yet, either, she said. Apart from those with mustaches, Frid said he decided to hire a number of bounty hunters, hunters and woodcutters from the city of Canabal to dispatch them to all sides, mainly in the mountainous areas of the East, to gather information.

Picking up the swinging flaming lights of the pine lights, a lump of red glow dwelt in Lilina's eyes.

It was evening when we reached the exit of the cave.

Guys, I'm home safe.

Destroyed Malefioa and gained the magic of the earth.

It wasn't long before I immersed myself in such relief and joy.

From the abyss of a rock hole, the evening blue sky stretches overhead. A heavy figure stood beneath it.

"Well returned, Lord Ishur. Details will be provided later. I need to talk to you about something. Let's go up first."

Frid Randell accompanied Evan and went down to the cave to welcome the Ishurs. I was waiting to arrive.

A man like this synonymous with strength, frid, also conveys agitation and fear.

Is something going on that isn't just a matter of time?

... I don't even have time to rest.

Ishur grinned thinly, standing in the front of the frid.

Nina approaches from behind and grabs Ishl's right arm, elbow.

Driven by anxiety by the side, it looks like it, but it's not.

The magic of the water is shed, the whole body of Ishur is slightly warm, the stiffness of the body is removed and the tension fades.

I guess it loosely controls metabolism, blood flow, hormones secreted, and the action of brain substances.

She's also stepping on something again, I don't know if it's a fight, but I guess when something big happens.

"Since yesterday, there have been some disgusting rumors coming out in the city, and we've had an injection."

When they went out on the ground, the Ishurs were passed to the dining room of a house built beside them, and when the tea was served, Fridd began to talk quickly.

"The woodcutters and hunters who were in the mountains to the east rushed back to the city of Canabal yesterday afternoon. He said he saw the eastern horizon shining red and burning at night. I was wondering if something would happen to them, even if it was a natural mutation."

Their story became a shocking rumor that instantly propagated to the city's inhabitants.

"East Horizon? Of dawn, didn't you mistake it for sunrise?

"No, it means it was only before dawn. I just don't see anything from here. If you don't climb up the mountain at night and see the east sky from above, you don't know anything."

"So we hired two bearded men and a couple of bounty hunters and hunters to stay in the city, and now we're heading from the morning to the eastern side of the basin, the East Brektas Mountains."

Evan supplements the story from the side.

It takes a few days, no matter how hasty, to reach the eastern peak of the Brektas mountain mass from the Medium Basin on foot.

……

Ishur put his arms in silence in front of his chest.

... I'm not sure what's going on. In a large mountain mass to the east, did it erupt even in the volcano?

But up to the mountain mass, there would be more than 2,000 miles long (scar, about 1,300 km) from here. How much from the heights can you say, can you see the eruption that far, beyond the horizon?

If it's a massive eruption, does it look like it brightens the horizon at night?

"Hmm."

……

Lifia and Maryas also look like they don't get the guidelines.

That's when I heard Nell in my heart.

... Sword, I do feel something in the east sky, quite far away.

...... eh.

No matter how many great spirits of the wind, you won't be able to sense them that far away.

Ishur made a difficult face to do his hand to his jaw.

... Is it still a volcanic eruption? Is something like a natural mutation happening in the streets where the inhabitants of the city of Canabal make noise?

... Something more, I don't like it.

Nell said in such a strong tone that he wasn't.

... I have a bad feeling, sword.

There was Mira's face right there as Ishur swimmed his gaze in a stunner.

I'm staring at Ishur.

"Is there something, have you noticed? Ishur."

"Ah... yeah"

Ishur nodded somehow, pointing his gaze at Frid-Randel.

"Let's fly a little further east to the mountains and see"

... tells me how Nell is nervous and rubbing his mind. You should go and check this properly with your eyes.

Besides, at times like this, it's the role of the wind wizards and spirits to fly and scout the sky.

"Um, I'd appreciate it if your lord could move. Malefiore would be dead and tired, too, I'm sorry. Don't worry, Lord Marya and Lord Benito will report the incident."

Frid and Evan wanted me to see it from the beginning. I was waiting for that word of mine.

"Are you okay, Ishr? Are you tired?"

Rifia rides herself out and asks, but Ishur smiles and waves her first.

... this time, they cleaned up all the demons we meet along the way, and in the showdown with Malefioa, the activation of the wind sword stopped on the way. Besides not out of strength, I'm barely tired with Nina's help.

"No problem. It's just sundown, and you'll see better if you climb high."

"I'll be right back," Ishur continued, smiling.

Coming out of the building by the cave, Ishur greeted everyone well and tried to fly on the spot. All the baggage has already been handed to Romir.

……

There Mira lay her hand on Ishur's sleeve.

From earlier, she doesn't even have a look.

"I have a bad feeling about something. Be careful."

Mira said the same thing about Nell. The eyes look slightly moist.

"Ah, oh.... It's okay. Don't worry, Mira."

... Nothing. I'm not going alone. Nell and Lucas, there are two powerful spirits.

When Ishur couldn't help but smile and look around and reassure him, he largely jumped up into the air.

I see rifia, mira, everyone waving.

As usual, Ishur gathered the ambient air and created a layer of sphere around himself.

When the altitude is raised, the pressure drops and so does the temperature. When exposed to strong winds, they take away their body temperature, their strength. It is a treatment to reduce damage to the flesh at high altitudes.

"If you're just going to see how it goes, I'll go."

Nell appears fantastically radiant of the magic of the wind through the completely darkened night sky.

"No, it doesn't either"

If there is a volcanic eruption or something, you need to see it right in your own eyes.

"I can't feel anything....... hmm?

Lucas, who appeared opposite Nell across Ishl, twisted his neck suspiciously.

I'm surrounded by fog at some point, or thin clouds and my vision isn't very good.

But obviously, there are a lot of big warcraft-like things, and I feel signs of them approaching.

"I see. I didn't know there was anything, this one"

"Hehe..."

Lucas laughs invincibly to Ishur's right wing, and begins to distance himself. Nell is silent and unresponsive, expanding to the left wing.

From all sides, a flock of fire dragons approaches.

There are more than ten of them in all.

"Here we go, shield."

...... oh.

Reply in your heart to what Lucas says you hear in your ears.

... Was Fire Dragon watching over us?

And they're turning a hectic war on this one. Motivated.

A thin cloud glowing blue and white flows through my sight.

Fire dragons approaching side-by-side. They fly at considerable speeds.

Suddenly, the magic of gold glowed in the sky on the right. As a few sharp, shining rays ran to the side, multiple red burning fireballs floated in the night sky, falling backwards.

Almost simultaneously, I found the left side open with the magic of the wind all the way to bloom, and a few fire dragons chopped into fine pieces of flesh.

I didn't even hear one end growl, one feather.

There is still a flock of fire dragons, from below and up, that try to pinch and follow.

Ishur waved the magic of the wind, as Nell did.

A fine sparkle of fire blinked innumerably in the sky with poor vision of the sumptuous, and soon sank to the bottom of the darkness. Of the scattered fire dragon, the bloodshed must have ignited.

……

Ishur stared at a series of clouds ahead as he gradually raised his altitude.

In the light of the modest moon, by the way, it glows slightly white.

Unexpectedly, I felt an instinctive, cutting tension arouse.

Why were they watching us? And that war will.

Weren't those guys watching Malefiore?

Nell's, Mira's hunch was right.

... Again, there is something.

That must be......

It may not be a volcanic eruption or anything like that.

I couldn't stop the heartbeat.

The Ishurs increased their speed and went for the ridge of the mountains east of the Brektas mountain masses.

The exhaling breath is white.

Little by little, layers of ground air stretched around them erode into the outside, high altitude cold air and the temperature becomes lower.

Ishur descended on one of the high peaks of the East Brektas mountains, which stretched to the eastern side of the basin.

of hard rock, falling into a solid spot on the scaffold.

Nell and Lucas reveal themselves, left and right.

Is there an altitude of five thousand long steps (skull, about 3,500 m)?

The vast view in front of you is covered in darkness and clouds at night, unable to see the abnormalities of the horizon on the other side of the east.

"Let's Pay the Clouds"

Nell took care of himself.

Shortly afterwards, the magic of the wind whirled through the night sky ahead like a tornado.

That frees up on all sides.

There's a hole in the cloud sea, and Xia disappears.

In the light of the moon, the snow lingering on the ridge on the north side glowed blue and white.

"Look."

Nell pointed to the eastern horizon.

The other side of the horizon was red, burning.

"Become"

Ishur took a breath.

… This is not a volcanic eruption, etc.

The light that burns the bottom of the night sky is fading away as the central part swells circularly and gradually narrows towards the left and right.

It's the first light to see, unlike sunrise or sunset.

Assuming it was a volcano that erupted in bands in multiple places from north to south, on that scale, I would have felt something strange about myself.

Now, the magic of the earth can be used. And its extraordinary sensing abilities.

"This sucks. Maybe that one..."

Lucas said in a roaring voice.

……

Nell brings a demonic, glowing eye to Ishl.

"But why..."

Why now? Why at this time?

What the hell...

Red burning horizon. It conveys this far, a huge struggle.

I know that.

But this sense of doom is the first fear I feel.

There is no reason why hunters and woodcutters who have seen the sky should fear the end of the world.

"Sword."

Nell instantly. You told me to say that name. [M]

"That's the Red Emperor Dragon."

Ishur shrugged.

It was a brilliant, powerful magic of fire.

"Definitely. He attacked me."