Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

"Well, I'll be there"

"Go away. Hey, be careful."

Ishur's voice is trembling when he goes out.

Romir's voice on the drop-off side is also frightened.

……

Ishur instantly flinched as he stared into the shaky Romir's eyes and stepped into the darkness at night. Leaving his own living tent, he finally headed north from the hustle and bustle of the day to the quiet visiting night meadow to the position of the Kingdom of Ladis.

Wet grass leaves on the night dew make a moist and soft noise on the soles of your feet.

At that time, there was a pulseless thought in my heart.

... woman has an inexplicable two-sided nature.

To quell the fear of crawling around the bottom of his mind, Ishur turned away from that fear and considered it entirely different from the business ahead of him, only to distract him.

... No, people's minds are complex and constantly changing. The expression incomprehensible is inaccurate and cannot simply be said to be two-sided, etc. It is usually common in everyday life for a person to show an unexpected side of his mind.

You've been through so much in your last life, haven't you?

Instant small and large lights on the surrounding hills. The stars are covering their heads so that they can melt on its lights.

The grass beneath your feet contains water and feels completely different from during the day.

... I mean, that's the problem with what they say and do ahead of us.

Sometimes, even a long-time, heartfelt opponent suddenly turns into a leopard one day.

We're having such an awkward, confidential night out. Anything can happen if they show a completely different side that they never knew before, or if the discussion breaks down in a hell of a direction.

─ Yes, when I realized it, I was thinking about it again, about what was ahead. All thought was directly connected to the impending crisis.

There is no escape from this fear.

"This invitation. Thinking about what they've said and done so far, it can't be over without anything."

I'm sure you'll catch a glimpse of their other face at the bottom of hell.

Ishur muttered to himself as he sighed.

"I was wondering if I should have said no"

However, the project that we will discuss with them this evening includes important matters that must not be removed.

It came to an end a few days ago, after being seen by Petra, Rifia and Mira, when they tried the new divine vocation (Mitsuru) - a kind of junctional magic that Ishur would supposedly call the “world" - they also exchanged Romeo and Paola Pierca for consultation on the exploration of the Lord's Temple of ancient water.

Ishur's consultation was on two points: which side of the forest around Ronay the temple of water should enter the Grand Duchy of Alsar from, on the side of the Kingdom of Ladis, or from the side of the Holy King.

Petra and Marya, Nina in Rifia, and Mira and Sharka looked at each other and thought silently, no, towed each other - no one answered immediately, no special remarks, and each was to think carefully and consider that day.

On that day, after nightfall, the Petra and the others took off Ishur and gathered alone with them, with several discussions. Naturally, Ishur could not know its contents, he could only rub his mind or be frightened by the dark clouds.

Klau informed me that another meeting had been held in Petra's tent with the same face, and Ishur couldn't stop ordering him to find out what they were going to discuss as they were. The point was to eavesdrop, which was a very inferior, shameless act, but I still couldn't help but know. I couldn't beat myself to fear.

But Ishur's orders were lightly rejected by Klau.

"It's hard to deceive the eyes of Uromira, the princess's covenant spirit," he said. Asking Lorca had the same answer, and Ishl couldn't find out what the Petra and the others had discussed that night.

Malefiore's doom “the curse of God" was broken, or Uluomira's return to her original appearance had more power than Kraw, the performer and messenger of the wind god Yveda. Of course, I'm not hostile to her or Petra, but I was sure that the Great Spirit of the Earth became quite a hassle at a time like this.

Going forward, you won't be able to grasp Petra or Marya's movements and take the lead......

So Ishur was to spend a sleepless night stuffed by anxiety and fear.

… their several secret meetings were undoubtedly discussed this time about what they had discussed. And the arrangements that have been repeated so far about how I will treat myself and how I will treat myself have also been debated again with future plans being concretized.

In other words, in examining the ruins of the main temple of the water, there was a fierce rush involving their individual thoughts about the journey, the timing, the participating members, etc., and the approximation was decided. I'm sure you do......

The contents of the rush were problematic. That haunted Ishur overnight, it was what scared him.

In the morning he received a visit from Christina, the royal maid head, and Ishur was forced to wake up by Romir.

"Good morning, Mr. Christina. So, what is it?

... I barely slept last night.

Rubbing his puffy eyes (not to mention), Ishur greeted Christina in a nasty manner and asked why he had come to visit.

"It's easy from Petra."

Christina did not change her usual harsh expression at all and offered a basin of brass towards Ishur. There was a small roll of paper tied with gold thread on top of it.

……

This warm tone. This performance.... feels very dangerous.

Ishur awoke with a glimpse, comparing the Christian face to the writing on the basin.

But I can't read anything from the face of an old middle-aged woman. Ishur had no choice but to take the roll of paper in his hand and look inside.

"A night club was to be held in our tent today at two minutes after sunset (around 10 p.m.). I would like to extend my best wishes to His Highness Ishr Bersch for attendance. ─ ─ Petra."

That was quite fractured, but it was just Petra's autograph, and it was accompanied by a scary sentence as a stretch.

"Nothing else to say about this matter."

Ishur opened his eyes and opened his mouth gently. When I looked up, I engaged Christian merciless gaze.

... What does this mean by "no other words"? By “night club," I mean no one else to attend but her, not just the two of us.

"Night club, that is..."

"I don't know the details."

Christian answers were indescribable, but it was unlikely that she knew anything, arguably near Petra's side.

"Well, I'll be on the pass"

This stuff is too dangerous. Very unacceptable.

Again, last night, horrible things must have been discussed that made my hair stick.

"... path?

Christina raised her loose voice to words she could not hear while seemingly unheard. Ishur deliberately used a language that no one in this world knew.

"I won't let you go this time"

Ishur looked a little pranky as he said so and smiled.

... you have to know how horrible this invitation is and what's in it at all costs.

"You don't attend, do you mean?

Christina has narrowed her eyes slightly and confirmed it.

"That's troublesome"

She doesn't show any upset at all, even though she says so. I just looked like I'd given up something. It looked a little stiff.

When Ishur warns me and refuses to attend, it is Christina who gets mad at Petra.

This rush was overwhelmingly bad for her.

"You know Mr. Christina, don't you? What is this“ night club ”?... Why did he do such a handful of imitations?

Ishur continued with a deeper grin.

Calling Petra "the guy" didn't change his expression at all and didn't blame him. Ishur was a great hero who saved the kingdom from the invasion of the United Kingdom and also destroyed the Red Emperor Dragon, but before that he had been one of the princess's few friends.

"In the first place, there wasn't anything else to say about you being out of your way, was there?

Ishur grinned with a flickering wave of one hand, urging Christina.

If she moves, the head of Petra's Kingsamurai, it will naturally draw attention to something. Petra dropped her off at the messenger knowing about it, while in the writing she wrote "no other words".

... I guess this is the usual Petra prank, but that's why I need to know what's going on.

"It was Marya who prepared this note."

Ishur was poked into the void and turned into a slightly surprised face.

"Marya?

"Yes, it is."

... Now the line has disappeared between Petra and the two nightclubs.

This series of tricks, or made-headed Christina, is deliberately allowed to deliver a message, and on its text it says "no other word" - but if this is what Marya did, you can assume that this will undoubtedly involve the matter of the Lord Temple ruins of the water.

And......

"Ngu."

Ishur slipped his throat and rubbed it around his stomach.

It feels like this twisted for the small worker Marya did.

"This is exactly Hell's Night Club"

Ishur spoke without any confusion of what he thought, despite his presence in front of Christina.

Maryah's frustration tells me if this is still the case. Originally, she is honest and reasonable. That's what they do on purpose. Or maybe he's warning me that tonight's night club will be rough, it'll be hard on you, etc.

I guess their discussion last night was quite disputed. Could it have become a training ground and decided nothing?

That's why you called me.

That said, that's by no means what I'm counting on. This time, this time again, I will be put in a position where their grievances are made, unilaterally condemned, so to speak, impeached - prisoners on death row. This invitation doesn't have the personality to ask for help in trying to get me to put the story together.

This is still a warning. It's Marya's message to attend the night club...

"Master Ishr..."

When Christina saw Ishur's face, she pressed silently there. She swallowed the word "how pitiful" that followed, at the rind.

"Ugh."

That face of Ishur was about to cry.

Now I held him around my stomach with both hands.

That happened in the morning.

That is why the interaction between Ishur, who goes out with the “night club", and Romir, who drops him off, has become so full of sadness.

Walk north on the meadows at night for a while.

The bonfire on the side of the Kingdom of Ladis gets a little bigger and brighter. The figure of that flaming sentry rises in the dark.

Even if Ishur crosses before that, they do nothing as one.

As he protruded Marutai to the ground and through the open castle gate of the arranged fort, a stone wall appeared on the front under construction. An empty moat was also being dug in front of it.

Neither did the soldiers on the lookout I saw, nor did anyone speak up when I saw Ishur.

"That's a lot thorough."

... no sign of suspicious magic or spirits. It's a peaceful night, so far.

Crowe's voice stuck to the corner of his heart as Ishur shrugged.

"Hmm, what about Uluomira?

... Seems to be quiet.

"Right."

Ishur passed under the scaffolding arranged on the walls, followed by a loose hill that appeared in the front.

At the end of that gaze, a large hexagonal tent on the hill was Petra's present hypothesis.

The surroundings were lit with flashes of bonfires and outposts stood, but no one still spoke. The wind changed direction on the way up the hill, and suddenly a bug sounded. An occasional mix of innocent bass would be the voice of a frog.

Standing in front of the tent, Lilina Marido revealed herself from the darkness that had become the shadow of the stars.

"This evening."

……

When Ishur whispered, Lilina had met with a silent smile.

It was a grin that a grown woman hid her true intentions to show when she was in trouble.

I could clearly see that at night.

"Please, ladies and gentlemen, don't wait."

Lilina turned the draping curtain behind her when she whispered in a whispering whisper, passing Ishur inside.

"When you get in the back, sit in the middle, in the chair in front of me."

Inside was my sister Ira.

Ira also said briefly in a very small voice, turning a further back, drooping cloth.

Ishur bowed his head to Ira and proceeded to the back room without talking about anything. Inside he felt strangely bright and was struck by a slight dizziness the moment he entered. The interior was lit by multiple cantellas and candlesticks, and the lights turned to the corner.

……

Ishur sighed small, lowering his back to the chair in the front, as Ira told him.

In front of me was a dining table for about six people, with Petra sitting directly in front of them. Beyond the lighting on the silver candlestick, the disgruntled, seemingly rotten face hides in sight.

Marya to the right toward her, Nina sat in front of it, Rifia in the back on the left and Mira in front. Behind Mira stood a made-up Sharka. She didn't let it be the same slight movement as usual and looked like a giant doll.

"So let's get started."

Petra says Boso.

This atmosphere may be described as swordswallowing. Everyone has a hard expression.

"Um, what do you want to start?

Ishur shook his courage and raised his voice.

"Night club," he said.

... as expected, or worst of all. No tea, no booze, no adult playthings like books and cards.

What the hell kind of night club is that?

"Ishur, I'm not allowed to speak to that. Let us be quiet."

……

Huh? What do you mean?

"Because Ishur is an audience"

And Mary said unto Ishul, bewildered, that she knew not more.

... uh, what's a listener? What is this place? Is that like a trial? You want me to keep my mouth shut and listen to you as an observer for the upcoming discussion, you know? Or, after all, am I to be treated like an accused?

……

Ishur grinned lightly and nodded slowly and silently.

I don't know what's going to happen, but right now, I don't seem to be the “defendant”. Behave obediently and do not irritate them unnecessarily.

"Then we begin our second deliberation on Fiore, the god of water, 's exploration into the ruins of the main temple of the ancient Urk period"

... deliberation, you say?

Ishur wiped a sweat that he hadn't even put his hand on his forehead.

Don't exaggerate. What are these kids thinking? It's not a royal government.

"Let's start with the last time you mentioned it"

Marya speaks softly from the side.

……

Rifia, Mira, and Nina are like dolls, not moving one eyebrow.

... this air. My stomach is tingling again.

"I want to enter Arsar from the side of the Kingdom of Ladis. That's better, it'll be a long way to the Temple Trail, but it's safe on the road."

Marya suddenly came in from the bottom of the line.

After all, last night's discussion was about the ruins of the main temple of water. And there's still no convergence of opinions among them.

"How many concubines can't go?"

Petra pointed her mouth and said in the tone of teasing as much as she wanted.

"Then Marya can accompany us and safely get to Lonere, in favor of a proposal to enter the country from the Kingdom side."

"By the way, can't Marya accompany you?

……

When Ishur accidentally interrupted, there was a slight temperature difference, but everyone stared at Ishur with a cold, blameworthy gaze.

"So I told you, now keep quiet."

and the tone of Petra's deliberate disguise as a pain in the ass.

"That sounds so awful to me. Ishur, you're pathetic."

And, Mira tries to comfort Ishur, who is heartbroken. Surely her gaze was the best, gentlest.

"... Lord Mira"

Rifia sitting next to her arms in front of her chest, eager for Mira's remarks.

Petra glanced at Mira and looked at her, saying in a tone that was a little powerless.

"The longitudinal journey to Alsar through the Holy Kingdom poses some danger to the Mage of our kingdom. Because the Holy Kingdom is by nature never a friendly nation of our country."

Petra is followed by Nina, and Marya speaks.

"Henrik will allow my Holy King to enter the country, but in Mary's case it is very impossible..."

"Nina is the magic master of water. This time it's indispensable, and if you're searching for water magic fixtures, I'd like to wear one or so of these magic guides. But I'm Petra's milk sister, so I can't do it. It is dangerous to travel so long within the Holy King"

… So this is "greeting”?

"Lord Marya has an inherent and important role in assisting Her Royal Highness the Princess. You can't take care of Ishr forever."

Lifia added. There is a prank colour in his eyes.

"What about you? Isn't it time to go home to Alva? How long are you going to skip when you're acting for me?"

Ishur said sarcastically back to Rifia's teasing.

"I'll be fine."

To the formation of the kingdom of Ladis in Sonneto were also dispatched troops of the Borderline Uncle family, organized with sculptures and husbands engaged in heavy work. Fighting the Red Emperor Dragon in Kusim and losing many soldiers and horses, the Border Bell Army was still in the process of restructuring and had no room to send regular troops. Rifia had sent letters to Alva's family and to Rumando of the family decree through the commander of that unit.

……

I'm bored.

Ishur pointed and pushed his lips silently when he heard Rifia explain.

"But when it comes to entry from the northern part of the Grand Duchy of Alsar, from the side of the Kingdom of Ladis, this time I will be put in a dangerous position. If you enter from the Kingdom of Ladis, the Grand Duchy will welcome you. It's very confidential. It is also known that Ishur is accompanying me, and even if I disguise myself and falsely identify myself, I will soon be scattered on the Grand Duchy side."

Mira said sadly with a wrinkle between her eyebrows.

... Mira is beautiful, because she has twirling blonde hair. It doesn't make sense that I disguised myself. Sharka will accompany him, and he will notice what's wrong with the Red Witch of the Holy King. It's too conspicuous.

If you find out on the Grand Duchy's side, you'll start standing around quickly on the spot.

The Holy King and the Grand Duchy of Alsar are unfriendly, but there is fierce animosity, especially towards the Holy King of Alsar. If I found out I was a "red witch” from the Duke of Dielard's house, I would either take it or try to catch it.

"That's not all. It doesn't matter if Lord Mira is here now, if the Grand Duchy's history reveals Ishur's entry, how could he set up another operation? He's got a lot of precious magic."

And, this is Refia.

... this guy. Don't get weird on me this evening.

"Well, that's not why the concubines couldn't decide which way to go into Alsar"

"When he enters the country from the Radis side, Ishur may get into trouble again. You don't like that, do you?

Marya turns her usual faint, black eyes.

"Oh."

Naturally. That's settled. I'm sorry for the trouble. I absolutely don't like being caught up in something again.

"That's why I called you this evening. The truth is, after we put together our opinions, I was going to ask Ishur to consider them and decide."

I can't get Marya's gaze off.

"As for Ishur, I'm in favor of those who infiltrate from the Soleil of the Holy King rather than entering Arsal from the Kingdom side, after all"

I can only hear Marya's voice sinking in my heart.

"Well, yes..."

Marya, don't look like that.

Even she would naturally want to go. I'd be pathetic if I didn't take you.

……

At that time, I felt the gaze of someone who wasn't here. This...

Petra's face. A shadow appears in the back of his eyes.

Me and nobody else.

... Petra is a princess, so she can't be on the same path as Lord Wand. This daughter's only friend, Marya, would like to be left behind.

With that voice, a beautiful lady appeared behind Petra. It's Uromira, the spirit of Petra.

... the Staff Hall, as it were.

Uromira waited for Ishur, who tried to speak up.

Looking around, everyone, even Petra doesn't seem to notice her.

... a truly horrible spirit. The skillful use of this way of erasing and manifesting signs is no different from that of the Great Spirit of the Wind.

Uluomira has only shown herself to Ishur and has spoken to her heart.

... pitiful that Petra would also like to go with the Staff Palace. Without Marya, this daughter will miss you too. Besides, this witch of fire also helps Petra in politics (every single thing).

... Oh, I get it.

When Ishur nodded in his mind and agreed with Uromira, Lifia talked to him at about the same time.

"Ishur, don't run away because it's troublesome. It's not so easy to get, such as God's magic equipment. How about rubbing, rough stuff? That's what adventure is all about."

Lifia's eyes are laughing. Are you making fun of me, provoking me?

"Would you like to enter Arthur from the kingdom?

"No, I'm good with either. There is no particular detention."

When Ishur asked, Rifia smiled at Mira, then carefully met her towards Petra and answered Ishur.

"Anyway, it's about you, even if you enter Arsal territory from the Holy King, you've decided to get involved in some trouble"

"... ha"

"Mmm."

Nina makes a small, weak laugh.

Everyone else is just as bitter as Nina. Only Ishur groaned slightly as he became a much more grumpy face.

"Lifia's right, maybe it's only through the difficulties that we can get something important in our hands"

Mira looked away and said, staring into the universe.

"But I want to see the mystery with this eye, as the wind god descended when I fought with Master Bionato in the Cathedral, a miracle that can only be performed by Master Ishur. I want to be there and experience it. So whether it's useless or not, we have to keep the power warm."

"When we get to the ruins of the Lord's Temple of Water, something extraordinary may happen again. So there's no hippo involved in all this for nothing, so that's it. … that's the best part."

……

Ishur leaned down and smiled thinly.

... So you're back to basics. Like Lifia said, it's fine to let the adventure dance your chest, but the purpose is to get the magic of the water. Mira's idea that something might happen at that time, we need to be prepared, is the first thing we need to think about.

And......

The Temple of the Lord of Water, or somewhere in front of it, the Moon God is setting a trap.

"I know exactly what Mira thinks, as well as how she feels about seeking out Rifia's adventure. The Red Emperor Dragon, Malefiore, and the Magic Fixture of God are not what you see."

Ishur cut the words there and looked over at the same face.

They just want to go with me, that's not all they think about.

Everyone is trying to take this adventure with the intention of risking their lives.

There is no human being with more than one god's magic apparatus but me once. At least no records are kept. And after the Urk dynasty, the gods never appeared before the people. Even pre-dynasty inheritance, I don't know if it's true. But last year, Yveda, the god of wind, descended on the cathedral.

At this time, as Mira said, a great mysterious door opens and steps into the back of it, giving you a peek ahead, a millennial event is happening.

For those of them who are wizards, this opportunity cannot be missed. Everyone is qualified to pursue that mystery. I have all that magic equipment, I learn magic, I have a proper upbringing for that identity, and I believe in justice...

That's what Lifia says and does. Wherever she enters Alsar, on which route she goes to the ruins of the main temple of the water, it doesn't mean much. If water magic implements are involved, what's the matter? It won't go peacefully and safely, I guess that's what you're thinking.

I guess she stuck around on me oddly, too, because she wanted to tell me about it. Maybe he wanted me to know.

Now it looks like Rifia is neutral and Nina decides to follow Petra's and Marya's opinions. Mira is the only one from the Holy King's side who is pushing to enter Arsar and head to the temple ruins of the water.

And I, like Mira, agree with those entering the country from the Holy King's side. You're exceptionally unlikely to get caught up in trouble.

This almost antagonizes both arguments and is not settled. In last night's discussion, Mira probably took into account not only her own opinions, but also my thoughts, and was hard against drawing conclusions. So the argument was disputed, they couldn't unify their will, and I was called earlier than planned. The plan of Petra and Marya, that is, their decision to enter the country from the side of the Kingdom of Radice, to force me to drink and proceed as I wished, did not work.

The truth is, I can't even keep Marya's feelings down...

……

Seeing Uromira floating behind Petra all the time, she looks at this one with interest.

After all, that majestic spirit is right, you should leave Marya with Petra. Going to the temple ruins of water also doesn't know what kind of danger is lurking, and we're unhappy with each other to keep the two of us apart.

"Whichever path you choose, you'll be sure to have trouble going around. But given its contents, I still think it's a good idea for me to go south on the Holy Kingdom and enter the Grand Duchy of Alsar from around Soleil."

Ishur looked at Marya and smiled.

"Marya, stay with Petra."

Petra's busy days continue even after returning to the King's Capital. If Marya is there to assist Petra in her original role, she has never crossed it.

"Yeah......"

Marya nodded small with the face that she had no choice.

Uluomira gave a thin grin over Petra's head, who was solidifying, not knowing what face to look like.

"Hmm. Then it's up to the Holy King, via Soleil"

"Good for you."

"Nina, come to me later"

"Yes..."

"Hmm, I don't know what else to do"

I told Rifia to Mira, then Marya and Nina, and finally Petra to whine.

And Uromira said unto Ishur, Cover him.

... at best be careful, Lord Wand.

Ishur had a sharp gaze and stared at Uluomira.

Below Petra on the front, everyone chats for the first time, and no one notices Ishur, who looks nervous.

... The concubine didn't help either. Just wish Lord Wand well, bye.

... Uluomira, what do you know?

... I don't know anything. Not about Fiore, not about Lelia.

"This guy."

Ishur groaned in his mouth.

... hold on, you know.

... other gods are out of the question. I don't even know my concubine very well. In any case, it's the only thing Lord Wand can do.

"Mmm..."

A lively conversation of the girls flies right in front of me. Ishur looked up resentfully at the appearance of the lady floating behind it.

Uluomira thought of Ishur's ordeal ahead and kept Petra's precious milk sister Marya away from him.

... Did this guy direct me like that?

What Uluomira said.

What only I can do, or...

As Ishur pulled out his shoulder, he brought it to the back of the chair.

Its lips slightly distort.

... That's the Great Spirit of the Earth, you know exactly what I mean.

Fiore, god of water, and Lelia, god of destiny.

It's the other guy. Even with all this power in his hands, the separation was still huge and far away.

The flag of the Kingdom of Ladis to the north moves as the flag of the Holy King and the Duke of Dielard family to the south cleaves a thin cloudy sky. Soldiers and horses from both armies line up, dividing the meadows to the north and south and proceeding quietly.

"Hmm, not quite spectacular."

"Hmm, our flag is always beautifully fierce to see. It's still good stuff."

Petra, nestled on both sides of Ishur, and Ruffitzó, the twin brother of the Dielard family, raise an incomprehensible exclamation.

"Um, shouldn't we be leaving? Petra, you too."

Ishur held his forehead with one hand and exhaled a heavy sigh, saying to Ruffizuo, followed by a face turned to Petra and a sword swallowing voice.

"Well, it's okay, Mr. Ishr. You don't have to be so distracted."

"Don't worry. I'll catch up with you later."

In contrast, the unconscious tone answered his brother Romeo, who stands next to Ruffizio, and Marya, who is also next to Petra.

"What is it, Ishur? Trouble paying, huh? Is that what you think of the concubine? Hmm?"

……

Ishur was silent and further distorted his face.

Always this guy... It's strangely tangled.

I'll never deal with him.

"No. We must also, one last time, greet Mira"

From the other side Ruffizuo has a very serious face and says it to no one as if he were talking to himself.

"Well, brother. I've already said goodbye many times. Still not enough?

By Romeo, who smiles bitterly, Mira puts her "cheeks" on the back of her hand on her mouth and laughs elegantly. Behind her, Sharka lays her umbrella and leans over Mira's head. Sharka is the usual Buddha top surface.

"Lord Ruffizuo, if it's such a shame to break up with your sister, what do you say? Do you want to go all the way around Harnmel with us?

"Huh?"

Ishur turned directly behind him, the one who spoke unexpectedly.

It was Refia who brought up the trouble. When I look at our faces, I grin slightly......

"No, it's cool. I can't believe we're moving around in such a big area, even though it's not a war."

Does Mira have any soul balls in Mira, and even though she doesn't hate her twin brother, she disagrees with Rifia's suggestion with a sword screen that doesn't seem to.

"The noisy journey is not where Ishr wants it. Brother, please don't stay here."

Mira took the liberty of giving Ishur's name and declined to accompany the Duke of Dielard's army.

"Hehe, I get it. Mira."

"Will we be disturbed together?"

When Romeo laughed, Ruffizuo also immediately guessed and smiled bitterly.

"Ha"

Ishur laughed with a very small voice, powerless.

... Is that so?

When the two brothers are accompanied, Mira must also deal with them. And keep your own behavior under constant observation. That's just something I'd like to avoid even with her, maybe.

... Refia makes a seemingly sturdy impression, but in this way it is surprisingly common to make fun of or prank someone for not having other love.

"Mmm."

As I turned my gaze to Mira and Rifia, I saw a group of towing multiple carriages approaching from behind them.

Romir, Celia and Nocta each come towing their horses, spearheaded by Lucia in a travelling costume with a sword on maid clothes and a thin earth cape on top.

At the other night's club, rather than at night collusion, we decided on a course to cross the river Dileib via the Soleil of the Holy King and to the ruins of the main temple of the water, but the southern part of the continent has a rainy season in summer, with rainy days around the Soleil and the river Dileib increasing considerably. It is therefore desirable to head to the temple site after the end of the rainy season, which will be around the beginning of early autumn and autumn January (September), so there is no need to hurry.

So on his way to Soleil, he stayed about half a month in Del Vale, the territory of the Duke's house in Mira, and the itinerary was also to be travelled on basic foot.

The decision was made on foot because Ishur's intention to work hard was not to ride horses, but not only because it would naturally be more expensive and hassle-free to use fewer horses.

As far as staying in Del Veil was concerned, all but Mira and Ishl opposed it, but saw a one-off settlement by taking a serious vow that Mira was "adulterating" and "not conspiring (per se)" etc.

It goes without saying that several advantages were also taken into account for reasons of decision, such as the cost, security and safety of the stay.

Ishur smiled bitterly at Romir and Sayria, smiling and full of laughter, whether he was happy to accompany him on his adventure journey again.

So from the side, I heard Petra whining.

"Did you come? It's time to say goodbye."

It was a small, slightly lonely voice.

"Be careful."

"You're not coming back to King's Landing."

Has there already been a big road in the rear, or a two-headed carriage of bright white was carried in to the front of Ishur's tent?

When Petra and Mary entered the carriage by saying goodbye to Ishur and disappeared into the castle gate under construction with the Malid sisters and the knights of the Kingsguard, Rifia said in an even more energetic voice.

"So, Ishur, shall we also depart?"

"No, wait a minute"

"Oops," Ishur said with a whisper, looking at the east sky, toward the hill.

Already Mira's twin brothers, Ruffizuo and Romeo, are also leaving for the Holy Capital with their troops under their command.

At the end of Ishur's gaze lies the carcass of a giant red emperor dragon stained black in the yang, in a meadow where men dwindled and hustled somewhat.

In front of it, you can see little figures like those emerging from the ground and translucent, high-stature, dressed men floating in the universe.

It is Lorca of the earthen spirits and Klau of the wind spirits.

"Will you all go first? I'll try to catch up with you later."

Ishur smiled rather deceitfully at Rifia and as she looked around Mira and Nina's face.

"I'm going to say goodbye to the Red Emperor Dragon"

Everyone looked like Lorca, who was materializing. Everyone thought it would be a farewell greeting to the Spirit that Ishur had recalled, and left first without saying anything.

"I guess it's time to play your part, Sword Palace"

...... goodbye already? Wand.

As Ishur walked to Lorca and Klau's side, the two spirits spoke to each other.

The voice of Lorca echoing in his heart had become something that felt much more humane than it had been because of his mind or where he had recalled it.

"Yeah, thank you both"

Ishur smiled calmly at them and thanked them.

"Wasn't Crowe very handy this time? I'm sorry."

"No, that's not true. The king of that southern kingdom and the covenant spirit of the princess of the northern kingdom were to be reconciled. We don't have a choice."

Kraw said several times, nodding heavily.

……

When Ishur smiled bitterly, he commanded them in his heart to return.

"Bye, Sword Palace"

... Call me again, wand. Goodbye.

Crowe brightened a slight magic, and Lorca drifted a fine particle of earth thin around, quietly disappearing.

"Thanks"

Once again, when Ishur thanked them with a small voice, he slowly turned his gaze ahead of him.

On the front about fifty long steps (skull, just over 30 m), huge bones and folded mountainous masses of scales were thriving. On the south side, a short distance away, the building of the temple of the Cathedral Church is underway.

At some point the yang leans west, dyeing the burning red all over the surface of the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon. The shadowed part, on the other hand, seemed darker, heavier and sinking.

The people and husbands who were engaged in the construction of the temple also left around, unpopular. From the woods over the mountains, you can hear the sounds of cicadas very similar to hiccups. Um, it's a lonely squeal.

"Are you really dead?"

... The night I fought this giant monster, in that scorching flame, I got the magic of fire, the burning cup (scratching).

There's no way I can forget that, but I can't even be sure of my memories of how much the Red Emperor Dragon has changed.

"If it weren't for you, my father, my mother, my brother, Melilla, I wouldn't have died."

Neither did Liphia's father's frontier uncle move, nor did Brigal attack the village of Bersch, and no one died.

"And without the magic of the wind, you would never have come out to people."

On the western side of the continent was inhabited by Malefioa on the Brektas mountain masses, and the Red Emperor Ryu was wary of that divine curse. If the wind magic fixture hadn't shown up, he might never have come down to people. If we are to destroy mankind and build the Garden of Fire Dragons, we must also beat Malefioa. Otherwise you won't get the dirt magic fixture. Winning that monster was tough even for the Red Emperor Dragon. So before he fought Malefiore, he craved more than one magic fixture, an easy-to-get wind magic fixture.

"It all started when I got the magic of the wind, after all, with old Lene."

Winds cross the red-stained meadows. The sound of the bug (huh) is blown away and disappears into the eastern sky, which sinks into blue blue.

... Whether you destroy the Red Emperor Dragon or get a cup of fire, nothing will change.

"Let's Go Ahead"

Ishur turned his back on what was a legendary dragon and walked out the meadow to the west.

Along the way, he also exchanged farewell greetings with Rusla Niesbardo and Paola Pierca on the side of the Kingdom of Ladis, still on the ground, the Baron of Ortland on the side of the Holy King, and Desio Buniel of the Cathedral Church, and Ishur, one, headed southwest on the meadow.

The sun is already completely down and the surroundings are covered in darkness.

Neither did the formation of the two armies disappear into the darkness behind them, and now there is no bug squeal.

I eventually saw some light points forward about how much I walked. That's a pine light.

The shadow of a human horse floating slightly in a small light.

Everyone was waiting for Ishur to catch up.