Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

The supplying girl crossed her back.

The candle flames shake slightly.

The large plate is turned and the cup overlaps. I can't stop the chirping sound of the dishes.

Voices thrive on the tabletop, and people laugh.

And suddenly I stepped in.

"A little more, Mira. And Mr. Ishl."

"That's just what the city folks will wonder. Ishur, I'm sure you're holding back, too."

Mrs. Sansheila and Mr. and Mrs. Creto were also present for dinner that day, and all the Ishurs participated, making it a lively time.

And so the Lady eased, and Cleto became clear, embarrassed (though) that Ishur, Mira, and Rifia had done in the suburbs during the day. It's just that the place still has some fun air, and it hasn't gotten so bitter.

... Neither Sansheila nor Cleto feels like a wizard, but they seem to be wearing a lot of magic gear. There must have been a considerable distance from the castle, but I had a good sense of that magical temptation. But in fact, it might simply be that they were powerful enough to realize it.

Anyway, I don't think I could even feel my God's work on them in any case.

I'm not using all my magic, like Rifia and Mira. Originally, it wasn't that noticeable kind of magic. … as long as it is activated with less power.

"Sorry, I'll be careful from now on"

Ishur smiled modestly and honestly apologized.

Don't know if you don't. I don't need to talk to you from here.

"Well, your aunt and Cleto have noticed."

Mira said smoothly, in a slightly blurred tone.

"This is..., I can't say. Please forgive me."

Lifia apologized with a frightened face, head down deeply.

She is a nobleman of the Kingdom of Ladis. Using magic without just cause, in an exotic country, and beyond staying as a guest, is considered a dangerously disrespectful act. You don't treat Ishur in the same way as Ishur.

"It's okay, don't worry so much. Because you are one of the brave men who fought Malefioa in the cathedral."

"I was just curious, I just talked to you," Sansheila continued, smiling.

"It hurts to worry about you"

Rifia did not break her hard expression and thanked her concisely like a samurai.

"Well, ho."

Mira put the back of her hand against her mouth and laughed.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Riffia. Now you've broken your plan to train Ishr with you."

"Ugh."

Lifia flashed, followed by a look that seemed bad.

... Did Rifia and Mira think about continuing that?

Of course, both Sansheila and Cleto were surprised. But Ishur looked at Rifia and Mira with a great sigh of relief.

At the corner of my sight, I could see Nina's cautious figure, putting her hand on her mouth and hiding a laugh.

Another self floats in the pitch-black field of consciousness.

It's dark all around, but it's never scary. No pain, no sorrow. A slightly warm, almost empty spread of darkness.

This is a closed world. It's the bottom of my sleep, in the middle of a dream.

And yet, beyond its darkness, I heard a far-sighted roar.

Thunder or something approaching.

... Will this curtain be torn apart eventually?

I can threaten another self floating in the dark. But it also quickly turned to anger, and once, and never again, I wandered off.

The roar that gets more intense.

... Hmm, I think I heard it somewhere...

I've seen this dream before.

The other self squeaks.

Brightly extinguishing light point. Something that happened somewhere far away.

Even though it was before this. Hand over blurry memories.

... Yes, I remember. But I didn't make this noise.

It's over now.

Mira and Rifia were practicing magic together.

Didn't the radiation of that enormous force go beyond time in the aftermath and stick to its own dreams?

Awakening, another self.

... No, you're not? I felt that they were doing something, even during the day.

I thought you meant Mira and Rifia. Didn't you fight yesterday, test your powers and that's it?

If it's not over, what is the flash beyond the veil?

Suspicion creates tension and leads to awakening.

But a moment earlier, the shock broke through its own darkness and poured down into its own field of consciousness.

An intense magic shell bursts continuously.

Sparks scorch themselves, amazement becomes a huge hammer and strikes itself.

What the fuck is this? Unusually fast, strong magic. Sharpness.

...... Yoranche.

It reminds me of the Great Spirit of the Bowman's Wind, which I fought with before.

It's like a series of wind bows and arrows. I've never seen anything like this but him...

Dreams and reality. The two roars overlap.

Ishur woke up.

The relief ornament applied to the ceiling appears floating in a slight starlight.

... Something went wrong. Something dangerous is approaching.

Ishur used the magic of the wind.

He floated his whole body in a lying position from the bed, waking up his body and stretching his spine. Without moving on the spot or using his hands, he removed his cape from the chest of the next room with magic and weaved his feathers.

I just turned my eyes and opened the window, leaving it floating in the universe, popping out as if it were a spirit.

A slightly damp night breeze hits the cheeks, slipping through and flaking the hem of the cape. Under his eyes, Del Veil's castles, such as towers and walls, flow backwards.

... I want the wind cooler than I thought.

Ishur closed his eyes and stared forward.

A complex contrast of light and dark weaves the streets along the streets to the north. The altitude is about 500 long steps (skull, about 300 m). It's not like we can look that far. As long as we get into view, we can “see” whether it's midnight or not.

Ishur looked east as he raised his altitude.

A flash of light runs on the horizon that sinks into the darkness, and a sigh of breath comes the roar.

"That one."

That dream was wondering if Rifia and Mira were training in the field away from the city, that powerful bump of magic transcending time and space, obsessed with their own mindset.

After obtaining the four magic fixtures, especially the earth's magic fixtures that classically lift sensing abilities alongside the wind, we were able to sense weather, magic, demons and things like people's killings, regardless of time or space. Not always, but now you can get that strange intuition that wild animals, demons, spirits, and so on have.

It was not the echo of the magic powers of Rifia and Mira. Weren't these sharp rays of magic awake farther away?

... that's what's getting closer.

Somehow we go to this Del Veil.

"It's just a coincidence."

Too much thought.

Ishur twisted his body as he shook his head and headed to the brilliant magical light on the eastern horizon, increasing his speed.

"What?"

and instantly its magic pulled its tail close like a meteor, falling into a field off the city and exploding.

A flash of light burns in his eyes (the mandarin) and a blast strikes him with a roar.

... Fast. Definitely the magic of the wind.

"This is strong. Who?"

The speed and power of not taking a pull on Yoranche's shooting.

Was there such a powerful man?

"No, I'm not a person. Spirit."

It must be the Great Spirit.

Ishur increased his speed even further. But I still can't grasp the position of the person who unleashed the arrow of the wind.

"This can't be wrong."

Such craftsmanship, man can't do it.

The wind sounds. The cloak hits hard.

... What do we do? Do you suppress it with strength?

Expand the magic of the wind over a wide area, forcing them to seal up their opponents like a wind prison formation. If you can't narrow down where you are, that's the only way to go.

"Mmm."

Not good!

The arrow of the wind, which emerged from the night sky, flashed like a guided bullet early in the arrow succession and clashed to the ground, continuously exploding. A brilliance of intense magical light penetrated the streets of Del Veil sideways.

It's like we're getting an air strike. As the magic shines, so does the flames and the houses begin to burn.

Windy shells, in one letter, tore the city apart.

... Shit.

A flash of patrol resulted in harm to the city of Delvair.

The opponents of powerful wind magic don't seem to be attacking the city, targeting humans, but at least they don't seem to care about the damage.

"This one."

Both the city fire and the presence of an unidentified person simultaneously impound.

Ishur unloaded the magic of the wind all over his own sight, no, he tried to.

"Oh, oh."

Shush, groans leak.

Then suddenly, from the hills on the western side of the city, the orange rays rose toward heaven.

The magic apparatus of the Spirit God, of hateful enemies I have seen more than once.

It was the magical light of the black pointed crystal.

In my heart, something hot comes up.

Anger, fighting spirit. And an impulse for violence.

Even though it's summer, it's low altitude, but it's cool besides thoughts. It is dry.

From below, the noise of the city's inhabitants was heard. The arrows of wind running through the city are following a warm light, clearly shaking the darkness ahead.

The rays rising above repeat the brightness, each time randomly repositioning and fleeing towards the west. A powerful wind magic bursts there, deciding the earth and jumping the grass. But I can't survive the Black Spike Crystal, or delay the movement of those who use the magic of Hidden Bodies, and I can't stop them.

Whoever unleashes the arrow of the wind seems to grasp the movement of the opponent. Yet I can't make him hit. You should be able to catch up with them, but you don't try to pack the distance.

… are you wary of something? You got that hidden one?

Or are you deliberately pushing and directing it somewhere?

A heavy roar at the bottom of his belly intermittently clings to the western night sky.

Ishur stopped activating his magic once, observing the movements of his trackers and escapees, and attempting to discern their intentions.

I do it all at once when I use it. Capture in an instant and end it. The city's fire will have to be abandoned for a while.

This one may already be known, but we don't use magic halfway through.

"Hmm?"

Erlina, the Spirit of Nina, revealed herself there.

The magic of clean water shines against the backdrop of the night sky, lighted thinly by the city's fires, and its beautiful appearance rises.

……

Erlina keeps a smile on her face and doesn't talk. She doesn't talk to anyone but Nina. But somehow I knew what I was trying to say.

"Will you join Nina and put out the fire in the city? All right?

Ishur said when he saw the flaming houses downstairs.

... just fine. Let me concentrate on capturing them.

You can't fail to help the Dielard family inhabitants. And I don't want Nina in front of me with inferior fighting power compared to Mira and Rifia. Survival of the Black Spike Crystal on the one who uses powerful wind magic, or they are a tough opponent for her.

When Erlina, who nodded small, disappeared, Ishur followed the orange light as she repeatedly fled to the west flashing. The way you randomly activate the magic of a hidden body, stopping it, killing signs and stationary, or fine motion, is typical of hand-worked shadow work.

On the other hand, the presence that emits intense wind arrows remains unclear where they are without any sign. Now I'm stopping the wind magic.

... have you noticed my presence? Erlina showed up earlier and is talking to her.

Mira and Rifia should be a little late. Nobody noticed until the start of that series of wind arrows, and days of tranquillity had been going on all along. Moreover, he stayed in the castle of the safe Dielard family. Everyone must have been de-alerted, dressed in their bedtime clothes and slept well. Sharka acts with Mira, so you can't expect a spiritual agile move.

This one can't use a handkerchief, and the opponent is a skilfully fleeing shadow-working figure and possibly the great spirit of the wind who follows it.

... If you're a shadow worker, you're already a long way from the city of Delvair. Let's magically consolidate our surroundings around him, including the ground, and stop moving first.

Then carefully ascertain who the other person is. If it's no problem, let's kill the shadow work......

Ishur raised his altitude slightly as he moved forward and, more importantly, his right hand.

The moon hides in the clouds, and the stars' light points can be seen sparsely in the wide night sky. The perception of a sharpened fire firmly captures the flaming flames of the city behind its back.

The fire didn't fade, and it looks like Erlina hasn't been able to rendezvous with Nina yet.

Separate the world, grab the magic of the wind and dirt from the place ahead and bring them down at once. of the great kingdom of God's kingdom, one step ahead of the other.

"Whoa, stop it!

At that moment, the overhead space was disturbed, and suddenly the wind blew out and the blue and white magic was brilliant.

Something big fell in front of Ishur as he slipped.

Strong winds go under my feet.

... a translucent white figure, a giant spirit.

Ishur glanced up at the anomaly that appeared in front of her.

The corner of its mouth becomes ironically distorted.

"This is amazing, I've never seen it before. You shot that magic, Spirit of the Wind."

Ishur grinned cold and tried to surprise him with exaggeration.

... Sure this guy looks stronger than he looks. I can tell.

The magic of the wind blows out of its giant into all directions, and it looks radiant and radiant.

"Don't you dare. That's my prey."

"Hmm?"

As Ishur pulled up the edge of his mouth further, his eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the monster.

"Shh."

The monster has turned his hair upside down in fear, lowering himself and intimidating him.

"Heh heh, you're looking right at it"

Ishur laughed out in his voice when he saw what it looked like.

The monster in the Great Spirit class is rare, he looked like a giant cat. Not big, not lion, not tiger, it was the cat itself.

It was the first one.

"Ugh. You, yeah."

The haunted cat roared low in regret.

In his big eyes, he sees Ishur, who can afford it.

He has the magic of the wind, Yveda's. Being a giant haunted cat, I couldn't help but threaten it.

"Is that better than that? You're gonna get away with it."

Ishur snorted with his jaw, pointing to the orange light flashing in the eastern wilderness, the rays instantly in the night sky.

"Oh, that's not what you know."

Weak but unchanged is the voice of a rough beast.

This first degenerate cat is a great spirit who uses no less magic than Yoranche.

"Who's your owner? Is he here? Nearby."

... There is no way a detached spirit can go after the remnants of the Black Spirit Crystal.

Is it the Wizard of the House of the Holy King? Someone must have summoned him or contracted him.

Ishur saw the orange light point that kept him away, over the giant of the hazed cat.

Where are the people who are using this guy?

What kind of person doesn't want me to be distracted? Or equivalent, are you away......

"I have no choice. Um, you can't let the one who uses the magic of the Spirit God get away with it. Let me do this on my own."

Ishur raised one hand and put it forward.

"Gu!"

Haze cats threaten harder and stiffen the whole body.

In the darkness behind it appeared a wall of magic gleaming dull and dark red. Far horizons, the barrier of earthly magic stretches north and south. Strangely, the deep red wall grew white and lost color as it stretched upwards, from which it gradually grew blue and blue, and ended up disappearing into the night sky.

Ishur erected a barrier to the west, about ten miles long (Scarle, six to seven km), connecting the magic of earth and wind.

The wall of magic, like the Great Wall of 10,000 miles, was stretched out to the north and south. The long, sharply stretched glow of magic lit the horizon thin.

"Mmm."

The haunted cat moved only her ears and made several roars when she ascertained what was going on in the rear.

"Now you can't escape that shadow work"

Ishur grabbed his own jaw tip and laughed lightly.

Those who use the magic of the Hidden Body of the Spirit God, while showing and erasing its signs, are nevertheless headed towards the Ishur's strained barrier.

... We'll see. When his signs disappear, he cuts the magic, and he's probably even climbing on the branches of the trees like a ninja. You can't escape my senses without getting off the ground, killing your breath and stationary.

It's a combination of wind and earth magic. You'll never make it through my stretched wall.

I'm not in this world, such as someone who can do that......

"Well, you're next, Haunted Cat. Where's the contractor? Or was it called, or was it recalled by who?

Ishur slowly put his arms in front of his chest as he spoke.

"That's what I'm talking about."

A weak voice, but I didn't give in.

The eye of a hazed cat is narrowed like a sharp blade even though it is night.

"Then you have no choice. You're in custody."

... still the same lineage as this one, the magic of the wind would be fine. Forced to solidify by fire or the magic of gold, you may die (extinguish).

Ishur unwrapped his arm and raised his right hand again.

─ ─ At that time.

The signs of shadow-working, which cut through but kept a good grasp of its position, left a strange aftertaste and disappeared unexpectedly. Incomprehensible, it was a different way of disappearing signs than before.

"Hmm?"

Ishur turned his gaze away from the cat and stared at the shining horizon of his own wall of magic.

There are no signs of shadow work. It stays gone. I don't feel the orange rays, nor the magic of the hidden.

"... what?

He disappeared in front of the barrier, right next to it. Is it climbing on a tree, killing your breath and immobilizing?

Ishur glanced forward. It wasn't if you cared about the haunted cat in front of you.

"Then"

All you have to do is blow a wave of magic and search active.

In addition to the wind, I will use the magic of the earth to strike you from the top and bottom.

Ishur erased the barrier of magic, causing countless fine magic lines of wind and earth to appear in the western part of the city. For a moment, the brilliance of magic covered the night sky like rain legs.

"Yes,... no?

I don't feel like a human being. Is it really gone?

Are you telling me you went through that wall? Such an idiot.

Ishur felt signs of people on the verge of extinguishing the magic of the search, on its eastern edge, on the outskirts of the city of Del Veil.

I thought he was a resident of the city who escaped in the fire, but the signs broke up in two, one jumping up into the sky and the other activating the magic of acceleration to move.

Both of them, coming towards Ishur.

Wizards and hunters of the wind, working shadows......

If you're a wizard, get on the wand and you're fast approaching it at a fair rate. It's faster than the magic of acceleration.

"Lucatos!

The wizard's high and soft voice echoes. It's a woman's voice.

This voice...

"You go after that."

The girl's instructions fly to the cat. She is the contractor.

"Leni!"

Ishur exclaimed out loud in amazement.

……

But.

Leni stopped in front of the Haunted Cat and ignored Ishur and spoke to his Spirit again.

"Keep your word. Don't argue with the murmur and the wind arrows, be careful."

"Shit."

Haze cat, Lucatos quickly erased the giant when he roared briefly without even trying to hide his dissatisfaction.

Not a word or glance was given to Ishur.

"Leni......"

Ishur dropped his voice and told him to whine. I stared at the witch of the wind floating away in the dark.

Why are you here?

"Why?"

Why are you chasing him for the survival of that black pointed crystal?

"That busy spirit of wind, your covenant spirit?

Ishur pushed and killed his agony and managed to rebuild his upsetting mind and inquired.

"Yeah."

Leni approached him a little and nodded in a cheerful whisper.

"I've never seen it before."

... I can see myself making a laugh.

"Yeah. Because he was scared about Ishur even then"

So, you didn't show up when I was around, you know, hiding?

"Is that shadow work the remnant of the Black Spine Crystal? Why are you chasing me?

Ishur said, hardening his expression and becoming a serious face.

"Shall we talk about that after we get down?

Leni gave a small grin, pointing down and saying.

When Ishur looked down, he saw a man standing on a ranchy meadow, using the magic of earlier acceleration.

Blurry, white clothes floated up and looked.

Looking toward the city, Erlina and Nina, along with the Knights of Dielard soldiers, had joined the extinguishing fire, or the momentum of the fire had subsided a lot, and it was likely that the fire would soon be quelled.

The screams of people who hadn't noticed before, the burning odors of different objects, drifted slightly.

And I saw Mira and Sharka approaching the air, from the castle, with Refia making occasional big leaps.

"... after that, the king found me"

Leni said with an unsound, powerless grin.

"Take a look at your majesty in the camp. And then..."

Listening to her explanation, Ishur dropped her shoulders and sighed. Mira also revealed her confusion, naming each other, and Lifia at first sight, who was introduced, also looked difficult.

According to Leni's story, the day after Ishur and the Red Emperor Dragon fought, on their way home to meet Ishur, they engaged Salomon's own army of direct Holy Kingdoms and tried to avoid doing so so that they could not be found, but were captured by a tremendously windy court mage and brought out to worship before Salomon so that he could be taken.

Leni and the sorcerer who played aerial warfare were two pairs, what a handful they received from Ishur, Belin and Serio.

Salomon liked Leni when he saw the battle, and no, he had already received an urgent alert from the Baron of Ortland, or he had taken a deal to catch him flying in from the direction where Ishur was, and when he heard the circumstances, he added her to the courtroom demon guide.

"Um, I'm sorry to break your hips on the story, but does that mean that Lord Pujer was not the court magician of the House of the Holy King?

Rifia has pinched the question.

"Yeah.... Leni is fine"

Leni, the granddaughter of Ventura Alejandro, the great demon mentor of the wind who made her famous all over the continent, but sometimes from her mother, the Pujer family, has never received much public attention before.

He was not interested in prosperity, he hated hard palace service, he did not become a court magician, and he was putting his energy into the exorcism of warcraft for the sake of territorial stability.

Leni answered Rifia with a friendly smile and told her why she had tried to hide in the field until now.

"Well, Leni's survival of the Black Spike Crystal he was chasing..."

"It is our purpose to capture that traitor, or to end it and regain the mask of Hidden Body."

So I was holding back behind Leni, a white masked woman interrupting the white robe. Full-body white outfits are synonymous with white pointy crystals.

And the woman was one of the men of Salomon, to cover and keep watch over Leni. He who has approached Ishl using the magic of acceleration.

"Salomon brought me a deal. That black sharp crystal killed my colleague by wearing a mask of hiding, causing a commotion and fleeing, but with quite a few users, he turned back all his chasers."

The explanation, supplemented by the White Spirit Crystal woman, says that when you use more of the mask of the Hidden Body, which is the magic tool of the Spirit God, the occasional person whose mind touches appears.

"So where I was having trouble electing a chaser, find me,"

Leni smiled a mixed bitterness of self-derision.

"Once we've captured the fugitive, they'll send court magicians and knights to Paredes to pay for a lot of mercenaries."

I don't know about that.

Ishur, who had ever stood idly silent, said in a low voice.

"Is that what Salomon makes such a sweet deal"

"In the royal palace, we have more luck entering the great mountain masses of the East, including His Majesty"

Answered by the White Spike Crystal woman on Leni's behalf.

"Big mountain masses are said to be rich in gold and silver minerals like Kahar and Kusim. Ishur destroyed the Red Emperor Dragon and no longer had a truly frightening presence. The opportunity to enter the mountains of the Orient has finally arrived."

The white woman was quite eloquent.

"... Anyway"

Ishur said in the same grumpy tone.

"That black pointed crystal is dangerous. I'll take Leni's place."

... that fugitive slipped through my barriers. I can't believe there's such a thing.

"You can't do that. You will break your promise to the king."

In the first place, I am deeply involved in this ordeal of Leni. She came to see me worried in battle with the Red Emperor Dragon. Besides, isn't it that Bellin and Serio that captured her?

I'm the one who taught those guys how to fight in the sky. Wasn't I the one who drove Leni into a predicament?

Ishur gripped his fist hard and bit his teeth.

I couldn't help but remember the tragedy of my hometown, where I lost everything, which left a deep scar in my heart.

... because I got the magic of the wind, because I left the village of Bersch, my family and Melillah are all dead...

Even though Yveda intervened, now is the time to reward Leni for teaching us the cause of God.

"Master Ishur. You can't renege on your promise to His Majesty. This should rather be considered an excellent opportunity for Mr. Leni to save his hometown."

Mira pulled Ishur's sleeve from behind and glanced.

"Hmm. The one whose Ishur missed, sounds interesting. I wonder, Lord Leni. Shall I help you with your sword?"

I generously offered my help to see if Refia had any ideas.

"Thank you, but this is what I have to do"

Leni apologized with a smile and a soft grin.

If the Holy Kings decide to enter the Oriental Mountains with Paredes as their starting point, that's good news, Leni. It was also the most important thing for her to stick to her promise to Salomon.

"Ishl."

Reni said in a clear tone, turning once again to Ishur.

"You're worried about that black pointed crystal, aren't you? You don't have to worry about what seems to have gone out of that awesome junction. I think he used the Spirit God's magic tool, too."

"What?"

Ishur had a sharp gaze and stared at Leni.

"I've heard from my grandfather that there is such a magic apparatus that any kind of union can pass through, hide itself completely, and travel instantly no matter how far away"

"It's"

"Well."

"Mmm."

Ishur, Mira, and Rifia looked at each other.

Isn't that the curse of that old wizard, Cheliah?

... Similar indeed, but slightly different. The curse of Cheria, the translocation magic, was a fixed one.

But there may not be a magic appliance of the same kind.

"The magic of shadow treading," I said.

"Hehe. Shadow tread, huh? It's a very likely name."

Step into your own shadow and fall into Nara, something like that.

If we do fall into Naruto, we can break out of my bond too...

"I'm sorry, guys. I have to go now."

As Ishur was immersed in ironic thoughts, Leni suddenly said goodbye words.

……

Ishur also sensed the movement behind him. At the end of Leni's gaze, Nina and Dario and the others of the Duke's Knights were rushing up and approaching from the city where the fire was largely extinguished.

... Mr. Ishur, let's let him go here. I'll take care of it later...

Mira pulls her sleeve hard and whispers in her ear.

"See you later, Ishur"

Leni jumped up into the night sky and disappeared as a woman in white clothes dissolved into the darkness behind her.

"Hey."

"Ishl."

I heard Nina and the others calling from behind.

It's not dawn yet.

Ishur stayed alone on the spot and decided to call on the Spirit of the Wind when he breathed.

... You can't put Leni in danger's eye.

That black pointed crystal is suspicious of something. I'm concerned.

No one can die around you anymore......

Get her out of her misery.

Midsummer night dreams don't end with nightmares. Be sure to make it a large circle.

Ishur summoned a chill in his spine, enthusiastic in his lungs, and a bitter, sinister spell.