Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

I have a feeling about the rough stuff.... Long time no see.

Did you think Nina's unfloating face was the same as mine?

But unlike me, she hates every fight, a very legitimate girl. Ironically, like me, I don't laugh.

Does her covenant Spirit Erlina also convey enemy movements like Yorik did?

No, Erlina doesn't have as much sensing power as Yorik.

And so I was called from behind.

"Gentlemen, it's time for you to hide in the crate."

He is a well-burned, magnificent man who serves as a captain.

I couldn't imagine it from the outside, it had a soft, tasteful tone.

... Do men like this sailor belong to the Knights?

"This way, please."

When the captain brought the Ishurs to the stern, he pointed out some large crates from the cargo.

"You will hide in this box. There are many layers of soft cloth inside. I don't think it hurts to treat you somewhat rough."

The captain smiled and lovingly, and looked over at Mira, and Rifia, and Nina, and said.

"I am big and heavy. Are you okay?"

Sharka asked the captain a question, with her usual faceless, unchallenged voice.

"Of course, I'm fine. These crates are for carrying full body armor (plate armor) or large (tower shield)"

"Uhm."

"Ha"

When Sharka nodded majestically, the captain broke up even more.

Again, this man seemed to know more about the Knights' executives, or the Miras, as well as Sharka.

"Hmm. Can't help it"

Lifia slapped the plank of the crate and said.

I'm just in a very good mood. I don't feel adventurous.

... you old bitch.

So, you have a bad touch because you're a poor beauty on the outside.

In contrast, Ishur became the top of the Buddha.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come inside one at a time"

When the two sailors came from the front and lined the crate and opened the lid, the captain spread his hands with a playful trick and said sternly.

"Uhm. Then from me"

Norinoli's rifia raises her voice the most and enters the box in a mild motion.

The sailors slapped him with a gavel and closed the lid.

"What's next?

……

……

After Rifia's entry, Mira and Nina looked at each other silently as the empty captain urged for a short while.

"Wow, I'm coming in."

I'm not sure what it is. Pushed by Mira's temper, Nina raised her hand.

"Okay, next time, Sharka."

"Uhm."

When Nina entered the crate, Mira naturally nominated Sharka next, and the person in question nodded naturally.

"Well, Mr. Captain. The rest of the box is fine with one. Clear the extra box."

When Sharka disappeared into the box, Mira lowered her voice and commanded the captain.

Something's wrong, below the obscure Ishr, men. Face each other.

"Come on, Ishr. Why don't you join me?

How can you have such a face? Mira turns a refreshing, flowery grin.

"Mmm."

... Got hit. Do you two go into one box together?

Mira and snuggling her body in a dark little space......

Ishur blushed unexpectedly imagining the sight.

"Come on, let's go in. Ishur."

Mira wraps her hands around Ishl's arms and whispers in her ears.

This sweet voice during the day...... is that okay?

"Hey, ha"

I laugh at the love that the captain has wiped out even more emotions.

"You've got this. Then go ahead."

……

It would really be around the squire of the Orthodox Knight, the sailors also have a drawn grin and are solidifying on the spot.

"No, 'cause that's a little troublesome"

Ishur shows Mira, shaking her palm in front of her chest. My hips are floating, which means I'm on the run.

"Oh, no one's watching, that's fine."

Everyone will see where we go in the same box, so that doesn't mean...

"No, no, that won't be the problem"

... What have you been doing since midday?

That's not the case.

"I won't hesitate. Ishur, what are you talking about now?"

Mira's face as she looks up from right down is the face of the convict with a thin smile.

"No, no, no. Mira, that's because you're in trouble."

……

The captain watching beside him, all the other sailors, are turning to stone with a bitter smile.

"I don't like it. Of course I like it..."

Mira's arm is powered.

"No, hey. Wait, really."

"Ishur is vulnerable to forceful pushing, as we know by now."

Mira stands in front of the crate and pulls her around.

... Ha. It's completely obvious. I can't help it.

So this situation. What shall I do?

... Soon.

Suddenly a red flash ran in front of me as the two of them joined each other.

"Oh."

It's a magical brilliance like Rifia's electric shock. At the same time, Dan, the lid of the crate, made a sharp noise and was jumped up into the air.

"Awesome..."

Ishur looked up with interest, a lid blown high into a thin cloudy sky.

A wooden plank about the size of a four-person table is flickering and dancing in the air.

... What's awesome is the skill of not breaking that wooden plate to pieces and blowing it up to that height in an instant...

"Lord Mira! Isn't that sloppy?"

And Lifia stood up from the bottom of the box and pinned her spine and hands like an angry cat and told her to scream sharply.

"Well, ho. Another failure."

The usual. Mira is also a familiar one, and she squeals calmly without any evil.

"Here! What are they doing?"

Luffraid, who heard the noise and was at the bow, rushed over.

...... hah.

This pattern again? Will Luffraid also piss me off?

Ishur shrugged his shoulder when he sighed, as usual this too.

"Um, open it. What the hell... Mr. Ishr, open up!

From the box next to Lifia, I heard Nina's creaking voice tapping the lid more and more.

... Leni, where are you?

Before entering the crate, Ishur looked at the castle fortress in Sorail with one foot inside.

Beneath the grey thin clouds, we could see the walls, which were somewhat larger and higher than earlier, stretching along the banks of the river in front of them, the slightly lower brown walls.

Would it be a facility like Maru, which was built later?

"Hmm?"

So the crowd of reeds that had covered the banks of the river was interrupted, and suddenly my vision opened.

At the end of the river surface, which depicts countless gentle waves, a number of companion river ships appeared folded.

Ishur narrowed his eyes and looked intriguingly beyond his tip at the view.

... beneath that brown wall, there was a river port in Soleil. That curved wheel is meant to defend the port of Soleil.

This ship will also enter the harbour there...

"Come on, I'll close the lid. Please lie down."

And the sailor urged me from the side that I was looking towards the riverbank.

"Oh, excuse me"

... really, where is the sailor. There's no such thing as polite talk.

Ishur grinned downwards thinly. At the bottom of the crate, a spawn and beige cloth were laid down. The lid was covered from the top, and the next moment, as the shadow stretched out of its foothold, all around it was covered in darkness.

Lie on the bottom of the box with your left half down and slightly bent your legs. From the combined eyes of the plate, the outer light becomes a thin muscle and plugs in.

I'm bored without doing it in a dark box.

As my eyes get used to the darkness, I see the inner wooden formation thin.

Ishur sharpened his own sense of wind and soil, just as he used to his eyes, widening his range of sensations.

But of course, we did not use magic to be active, but only passive. If the city had infiltrated the fugitives of the Black Spirit Crystal or Leni, especially Lucatos, her covenant spirit, you would be found at that moment if you used the magic of sensation.

As the ship shored to the pier of the compact, the sailors' hurried screams sounded and various movements staggered outside the box. The shipments were also transported to shore one after the other. The hidden boxes of the Ishurs were also piled up in front of a warehouse lined up on the shoreline by the inflexible men, and quickly placed in a carriage and entered the city of Soleil.

Ishur grasped the whole thing in detail, with all the surroundings, with the sensation of magic. I was able to concentrate more than usual and demonstrate a steady ability for my vision and hearing to be restricted.

The city of Soleil was surrounded by walls and hexagonal shapes, and a curved wheel stretched out in a way that protected the river harbour facing the river Direib, with two half-independent circles on the southeast side of the opposite city, built to work with each other to provide adequate resistance to attacks from both sides of the surface.

Pasla Palace, the castle of Luffraid, which became the Grand Duke of Soleil, formed an inner contour on the west side of the city, on the banks of the river, and the bright gray main building had a large castle tower in the center, which looked like a one-of-a-kind temple from a distance.

With the magic of wind and earth, it can be sensed indefinitely across thick walls, underground and in confined spaces. That's why there were so many places to “see” and it took more than half an hour (an hour) from the ship to the palace, but Ishur never had time at all.

During the journey, the structure of the castle fortress, the state of the city, and the breath of the people, were found to be all in hand. Of course, I could feel what was going on in the boxes of the rifiahs being transported together.

The rifia sang a nose song with an arm pillow, and Mira slept on her back behaved and put her arms together in front of her chest, but slept in a small sleep. Sharka got round to hibernating, and Nina slept sideways and was probably talking to Erlina, the contract spirit, about something.

... I need to stop peeking any further.

Ishur smiled small in the shaking box in the dark.

and at some point the light that plugged in from the outside was gone. I found myself being transported deep into the heart of the castle of Soleil, the Palace of Pasla.

The box wobbles suddenly became intense and inclined, and it was felt clearly moving up and down the stairs, indoor passages or narrow spaces.

And facing the courtyard-like place of the palace, he was slowly brought down to the ground. In the interior of the box, which was dark, the outside light plugged in again from the combined eyes of the wooden plate.

The courtyard-like space is not that big. It's not otherwise popular and maybe I should say backyard rather than courtyard. Soft little bird chirping sounds flourishing.

Mira and the women are separated from this space, in front of going outdoors. I hear they change clothes in separate rooms.

"Huh."

The sailors put their hands on the box. The upper lid rattled and opened from the outside.

For a moment, my vision turns white. It must have been a cloudy sky, but I feel very dazzled because I've been in a dark box the whole time.

"Good luck"

"Are you all right? Does it hurt anywhere"

The sailors I've carried, no, probably knight apprentice boys of the same age, speak up in good taste tone.

"Oh, I'm fine. This place..."

I get used to the brightness outside and look around.

"This is the backyard of Palazzo Pasla, where His Royal Highness spends a lot of time alone"

One of the sailors said slightly backwards.

He went on to explain that this garden is a secret place where generations of castle owners have spent their personal time, not letting them know outside.

"Hmm, is that right"

Ishur glanced at the back wall, the white east room on the domed roof in front of the trees, as he said. Much like what was in the courtyard of the Duke of Dielard residence in the Holy City.

The Pasla Palace, which stands behind it, is also made of white marble. There is a vivid contrast between the dark gray walls of the castle.

Not so vast, and not particularly noticeable, such as elaborate flower beds and sculptures, but almost bright and dark gray, the greenery of the trees makes up a beautiful colour and may indeed be a luxurious place to spend your leisure time in the castle.

Then, when the sailors disappeared behind the palace with the crate, Ishur was left alone in the backyard in the castle.

The cloudy skies are slightly sunny and the chirping of the little birds does not stop. As he glanced north against the wall on the west side, he hid halfway in the wood at the back of the palace and saw a small temple. It's a beautiful building, built in bright gray marble, just like the outer walls of the palace.

It is not uncommon for a small temple to be built in a castle in the heart of a fortified city like this.

……

and just a few clerics came out of that temple.

There are three clerics, and there is one person there who seems to be of high stature. All three clerics look like women.

... This way, I'm walking.

The priests walk lightly over the vibrant green lawn to Ishur.

"Whoa."

The goddesses were Mira and the others. Lined horizontally, the tallest cleric to the right is Rifia, followed by Mira and Nina in order. Does Sharka have a job as a maid, I don't see her. Probably still, still in the temple.

"Ishur."

They were all wearing white veils on their heads to hide their hair and turn them into clerics in the Cathedral Church.

A bright brown leather sandal on the same white toga, a thin silver main line bordering the toga hem represents a high status goddess equivalent to the Holy Cleric.

"What do you say, you'll look pretty good"

……

Rifia is grand and Nina looks shy dyeing her cheeks. Mira is grinning without smiling and giving in.

They are all clear, beautiful and adorable to each of us.

... I see, indeed, the most convenient way to mislead their gorgeous appearance would be to turn them into goddesses. Cathedral church goddesses sometimes wear veils like Christian nuns of previous life. It is often worn on the go or when performing certain rituals, but it is also used when you want to hide your face for something.

Luffraid is single, but if she is married, the lady brings many maids to live in the palace. Of course, there will be maids with palaces from the beginning, and it's not strange that a goddess is assigned to a temple in the castle.

"I've seen it several times before..."

So from the side, a man accompanied by Mira and the others called out to Ishur.

"My name is Gilley Dorani and I thank the Lord for your help in the castle. See you later."

He's in his early twenties, about the same age as Luffraid, or he's still young. He's a sweet-faced man with soft blonde hair.

"Zilley?"

Ishur twisted his neck and took his gaze far away.

... I remember hearing it somewhere.

Zilley says we've met face-to-face a few times, but I don't remember the look. Probably one of Luffraid's deacons, one of the more than one, but I don't remember Salomon or anyone with a flashy appearance or many surroundings. But strangely, I remember hearing the name Gilley somewhere before.

"All right, everybody. Let me show you who's in the room."

Zilley showed the palace building before Ishur spoke up and walked out in the lead.

... something, I'm curious.

Ishur stared at the back of a great looking caregiver, worn by Luffraid, and squeaked in his mouth.

The Ishurs were led to the finest rooms on the second floor behind the palace.

One corner of it was structured as if it had been reserved for the Ishurs, with a four-person living room set up in two rooms, a living room and a bedroom, connected via a door, from the hall just moments after entering through the front corridor and a stage-back talking room (salon).

"This is good"

"Well."

"What, eh?"

Rifia, Mira, and Nina reacted to the triplets to see Ishur, followed mainly by Rifia and Mira staring at each other on the side, beginning to restrain each other as soon as possible.

"Just four customers, I know if it would be convenient to have a meeting right in the conversation room. Meals will also be served here."

Gilley had a good smile and said, "I'll let you carry your stuff later," and left the room.

... It's a secret we're here. So the structure of this room is right, as is having the meal carried. Luffraid is taking care of me.

"But this is not gonna be good."

Ishur turned pale in his face and put the cry of his heart straight into his mouth.

They will definitely attack me at night. Do you want me to summon the Spirit anew and protect him?

Liaison with Yorik, who is attached to Leni's escort, is disturbing due to its distance. That's why I've always refrained from calling other spirits. I don't think there's a particular problem with more spirits, but I'm sure one-on-one is still easier to communicate with, and less burdensome on my own.

"Well, ho. What's wrong with you? Ishur."

Mira, who also joked when hiding in the crate, entertains me.

"Well, what is it? This is the residence of His Royal Highness the King, so there will be a lot of things to do."

And Refia also brightens her eyes and says challenging things.

"Nina."

Ishur asked for help and stared at Nina's face, trying to behave.

"I don't know if I can do anything either, let's think... Let's talk to Erlina."

Nina doesn't notice Ishl's gaze, leaning down and whining somewhat bumpy.

Once Ishur froze into a kachikachi when he shook his whole body for a long time.

... How about that? I can't say four or five more. This is the only way to summon a powerful gatekeeper.

In the first place, Leni and his enemies, Yorik, could be here, going for Soleil, or lurking somewhere else in the city already. The "signal” from Yorik, who had poked his chest on board, showed that.

If they're nearby or heading this way, you won't have to worry about connecting with Yorik anymore.

"I'll call you. Summon the Spirit again. He's a strong flyer. You'll never get in there."

Ishur looked around at the Miras, followed by two doors in the talking room, one on each side of the wall, east and west.

The interior is a typical design of a continental palace, edged by gold on white walls with relief decorations, balanced by high geometric ceilings and beautiful furniture of luxurious construction.

"Well, well, Ishl. I'm not impressed with you calling the Spirit to that extent."

"Besides, it is the Great Spirit to whom Ishur is called, isn't it?

……

Nina is grinning bitterly as Lifia puts her index finger up, waves her fingertips sideways and does "no, no," and turns her gaze like Mira blames her.

Ishur muttered.

... I know what they're trying to say.

Spirits - especially spirits summoned or covenanted by men - are also regarded as God's mercy. Originally summoning the Spirit was a sacred “ritual” with a strong religious connotation. The idea remains, in part, that using magic would have been the same sacred “ritual” in ancient times, that is, summoning the Spirit must be for some good reason, that you must avoid summoning the Spirit in your own sinister desires and plays, and that you must avoid summoning the Spirit in the murmur.

They point that out and hold me back from calling the Spirit.

But Nina, anyway, wouldn't Mira be using her contractual spirit, Sharka, for personal gain at times? When you come up with something, do you often use it on pawns that suppress Refia?

"See, what about Mira? Can you affirm that there is no personal greed for the treatment of Sharka?"

"Well, Ishur.... That's terrible."

"Mr. Ishl......"

And when I tried to protest Mira out of the blue, I got an unexpected reaction back.

Mira has leaned down with a sad face and a gaze that Nina condemns.

"Ishur, you are not at all... You don't know what a girl is."

"Huh?"

Lifia has now shook her neck to the side, and I have always assured her,

"I know. Lord Mira's actions come from the heart of your thoughts."

"Don't you know how Mira feels about not cutting?

... Yep?

Rarely to Nina, I've said it in a questioning tone.

Ishur glanced backwards unexpectedly and glanced at the faces of the three girls.

Here, these guys. Only at times like this......

Guru. Totally Guru. embedded......

So I made sure to hide behind Rifia and Nina, and I had eyes for Mira, who smiled a convicted criminal, "Do it".

"Ho."

Mira's prank, adorable smile spreads all over her face.

"Kuh-uh."

The moment Ishur tried to cheer up his face and scream something.

"... Mmm."

There were also those who slapped the bottom of their hearts.

It was Yorik's news, the same as when he saw the walls of Soleil on board.

... No, I have a slightly different taste then.

Just a little, but things are urgent.

The Spirit of the Wind is as cautious as ever, not letting him know clearly in words. But I know what he's trying to say.

Perhaps those black-tipped fugitives and Leni came into this city.

That's what he's been letting me know.

"Hehe."

Ishur woke up in an instant, saying he would have a cold grin.

"Well, good...... I will not call the Spirit. Shall we just get to work?"

……

Rifia and the others looked at each other as Ishur suddenly changed. And I immediately looked serious.

"I like the outside room. Right, near the Dylave River, I like the room on the west side."

... jump right outside to contain the city's banks.

That time is approaching.

Ishur looked over Mira's face again and let her snort one small thing.

"Hmm..."

Luffraid looked hard to do with his hand on his chin.

"Was this painting written by Ishur"

He lowered his hand, which he did to his jaw, pointing to the paper spread over the table.

There was a map of the city of Soleil. It is a simple pattern, not very common, as measured by modern techniques of previous life, seen from a true overlook.

"Yes."

"My brother falls in love. That's what this ability is about for us."

"Because you killed Malefiore and you had the dirt magic in your hands. With all the wind and soil, you can learn more about the terrain."

"Covered up, maybe."

Luffraid grinned and looked sideways at Ishur.

"Well, ho."

Make the usual elegant laugh, as Mira deceives.

Ishur's drawings also depicted secret passageways and room-like objects in the basement of the palace and the inner contour.

"The opponent is the survivor of the Black Spirit Crystal, with the magic of the Spirit God. Suspicious areas should be kept in mind beforehand."

"Because I have no other intention," Ishur continued with a small grin.

"Well, that's good. The problem is how to draw this drawing. It's a line diagram that saves us from wastage, and the numbers are written on the essentials."

Luffraid said with a mixed and complicated look of laughter, shuddering, giving up and sarcasm.

The drawings had written about the height and thickness of the walls, the height of the main buildings in the inner contour and the width of the streets.

"The problem of liberation, that was the brains of it. The very thought of tailoring drawings in this way is a threat."

And so much so that Luffraid loosened his expression and gave him a refreshing grin.

"That said, my life was saved because of that brain. I don't have a choice."

"Really. I thought you were right."

My husband asks me to give his consent, and Zilley replies without permission.

The red colour of the sunset is slightly mixed with the outer light inserted through the large window on the south side. Its light brings out the appearance of a zilley standing on the wall.

When the Ishurs decided to split the room, Leni's help - that is, how to capture or terminate the fugitive from the Black Spine Crystal - set up a rough operation and decided to split roles.

Sorail's drawings, which Ruffreid viewed as problematic, were at that time painted by Ishle himself on paper that he had asked Zilley to prepare.

When there was a Zilley infusion or the Ishles were having a meeting, Ruffled came to the conversation room on his own.

Against a vest on a long, flashly decorated hemmed jacket, a lofty tie and a zilley in old-fashioned butler clothing, Luffraid was discreet, dressed like his side, middle and lower nobility, who was allowed to enter and leave the palace. By the way, Ishl also wears a tailored but plain scorched tea robe on top, dressed similarly to Luffraid.

"... so, the dark merchant of the example. Several of the riverboat merchants who are consolidating around here should have been contracting behind them. If the black tip crystal were to lurk in the solar, it would be this merchant neighborhood."

Luffraid said, pointing north to the town of Soleil in the figure, near the river port.

Luffreid, who appeared face-to-face in the talking room (salon) with Zilley, joined Ishl and the others in the meeting as it was.

Ishur was going to tell him later, even this evening, what he had decided to do at the meeting, so it was very convenient for us to come to the talking room ourselves.

Luffraid's addition to the meeting also brought significant other advantages. He brought useful information on where the fugitives of the Black Spine Crystal lurk. As a necessary evil, Soleil's generations of governors have deliberately missed some of the merchants who trade closely with the Grand Duchy of Alsar. By keeping just a few loopholes open, we have obtained various pieces of information to concentrate on there, sometimes sending in secret detectives, luring and capturing rebels trying to exile, seizing items of clandestine trade, such as special magic equipment.

The survival of this Black Spike Crystal was also likely to come into contact with merchants trading closely to escape to Alsar. Since the fugitives were shadow-workers of the Tsim Crystal Cathedral, it was also possible to know that those dark merchants were being deliberately swimmed, but there was no other way, surely, to cross the Dylave River early.

He cannot use the magic of the wind, nor does he have a particular covenant spirit. That's why we can't travel through the air. But strong in melee, it has the magic of the hidden body of the Spirit God and the magic of the shadow tread that activates the limiting transfer magic. If we could arrange for quite a few riverboats and a bright bow to the surrounding geography, it would also be possible to eliminate and break through the obstruction on the part of the Holy King alone.

Luffraid deliberately missed out on the dark merchants, telling us where the fugitives were going to lurk.

The place he indicated was inside the walls close to the river harbor, the pleasure district and the adjacent merchant district. The city, surrounded by the walls of Soleil, is not that big. Both the pleasure district and the merchant district inside the walls are small neighborhoods, and the search itself will be easy, but we are deliberately letting Yorik watch over them, so it seemed advisable to wait for Leni and the others to move out and respond flexibly.

"Thank you. Grand Duke."

"Thank you, that helps"

Mira and Ishur thanked Luffraid.

"So here's the thing..."

Ishur went on to say what he most wanted to tell Ruffraid.

"The help to Leni Pujer, or the capture of the Black Spike Crystal, we want to do it alone. We'll do everything we can to keep the city's inhabitants safe."

"If you ever let someone get away with it, the Grand Duke won't be responsible."

"Ishur can fight any strong enemy under any circumstances. Don't worry, Your Highness."

"No, I'm not worried."

To Mira's words, Luffraid turned his gaze from Rifia to Nina.

It's up to you, Grand Duke.

So Nina, who had been silent until now, put her right hand against her chest and broke her hips.

"Uhm."

Luffraid told Ishl what he thought when he saw Nina's face and nodded satisfactorily.

"If that's what keeps your heart together, that's fine. Either way, if we let people out, it'll only be a leg job for Ishur."

So Luffraid started with a map of the tabletop at his fingertips.

"When you're done with this drawing, make sure you dispose of it"

He laughed and waved one hand hard, leaving the room.

"Let me carry dinner later. Loosen up then."

Zilley lovingly gratefully leaves the room following Luffraid.

"... hmm"

Ishur stared at the door where Zilley disappeared and twisted her neck.

"That one, you feel like you saw it somewhere. I remember hearing the name Gilley somewhere."

"Ishur, remember when you went to the White Road Palace to take Luffraid out, not long after you were in the Holy City?

As Ishur roared, Mira spoke from the side.

"Oh, that time"

... After rescuing Luffitsuo, Mira's brother, who was confined to the royal palace, it was safer for him to draw both Luffraid and Duke's residence following Salomon, and when he headed to the White Rd Palace, where they were princes' residence, thinking the struggle against Bionato would be overwhelmingly advantageous.

At that time, he bowled down with Bishu the cutter, who was Deacon of Salomon, and both Luffraid met in front of the palace. Sure, when I persuaded him to get out to the Duke's mansion...

"Lord Gillette was with you then, Mr. Ruffraid. He's one of the Grand Duke's neighbors."

"Ah."

Suddenly, there was footage of that time in Ishur's brain. Against the backdrop of the White Wall of the White Road Palace, I was sitting a little further away from Luffraid, some servants. At that time, Salomon went to the Duke's residence, besieged by the Cathedral Knights, to rescue him, but he said he had "stopped" Luffraid, who was a competitor at the time.

In other words, he set up a maneuver on Luffraid in order to make his way to the Duke's residence ahead of his brother. That was the prophecy of his servant named Zilley, "You should get a pen from the King or Secretary of the Interior (if you're leaving Royal Castle)".

It was probably around Bishop, who was Salomon's butler, who worked directly on Zilley, but before that, it was possible that Zilley was in contact with Salomon's side.

But he still serves Luffraid and seems to have a lot of trust. Even then, Zilley was not disposed of and he has not lost his legs. Now that Luffraid has also settled with Salomon, I guess we don't need to dispose of Zilley, but there may be some deep circumstances to what is still heavily used.

"He's Ruffled, they say he's the best."

"Hmm."

... a katana? I couldn't figure it out anymore. Then why did you get caught up in Salomon's work?

"Something on purpose."

At the time, Bionato's trap was set against the princes at the Duke of Dielard's residence. At that time the overhead, wind wizard who had raided from a considerable altitude was Serio. Gilley, the unchanged “cutter” from Salomon and Bishop, may have conceived the opposite and thought it more dangerous to head out to the Duke's residence. Or maybe I deliberately let him ride Salomon's workmanship by reading Luffraid's thoughts, restrained from remaining in the royal castle.

"What's up? Something bothers you."

Lifia looked funny and called out.

The usual, "mix me up, too" face.

"No, it's nothing"

Ishur felt a little bit toothless and shook his blanket.

"It's time to be on the tower. Watch your step."

Raising a loud lantern, Jilley, who was earlier in the conversation, looked back and spoke to the back.

One of the biggest and tallest towers in the castle, the wide spiral staircase inside it, was climbed by the Ishurs at the head of the Gilley.

When he left the door open to the night sky, Zilley called out to the castle soldiers on watch and took them downstairs.

Zilley jokes with a soft smile, not sarcasm or anything, as she passes beside Ishl.

"Well, wait here for a while this evening."

Ishur said as Zilley and the others disappeared downstairs, looking around.

"That's a cool breeze. It's an easy night."

Lifia said as she raised her hands and stretched them wide.

After dinner, the Ishurs climbed up to the castle tower on the meeting street to watch the northern part of the city, around the merchant district indicated by Luffraid, so that as soon as the battle between the Leni and the fugitives of the Black Spike could begin, they could intervene.

Ishur had received intermittent, silent news from Yorik.

In such a way that something foreign struck the abyss of my heart that Yorik was not a language, he was contacting Ishur with the thought itself as a message.

Yorik, showing a slight impatience as to what caused it, was also staring at the black tip crystal earlier this evening or when Leni and the other chasers moved. Otherwise, Yorik himself was trying to stimulate the fugitives of the Black Spine Crystal to make things happen.

Ishur wondered why Yorik was anxious, but was in favor of settling early and did not dispute his thoughts.

Ishur then decided to tell the Miras about Yorik, who had been well informed before, and the movements of the Black Spine Crystal, and to transfer the meeting operation to execution.

First, we climbed the castle tower overlooking the entire city and waited as we watched, and if this happened, Mira, Sharka, Rifia and Nina's lid set were to take simultaneous action from the top in the form of Ishur's support.

Mira and Sharka covered the rear of Ishur from the air, Rifia and Nina circled to the northern edge of the city and held down the river harbor side, Ishur himself was a step in intervening directly in the place where Leni and Black Spike interact.

"No movement yet. Looks like they're killing signs."

We all put our backs behind the saw wall (Kokokabe) surrounding the upper quadrants, and as we sat down, Sharka whined to whoever.

Ishur stared at the merchant neighborhood from the narrow room of the saw wall.

It's time for the city to go to sleep, the lights in the pleasure zone are diminishing, and few signs of people walking outside are being felt.

As always, there is no strong contact with it from Yorik. From time to time, one end of his mind somehow passes on like a wave to his consciousness.

Of course Ishl doesn't even know where he's lurking.

He was a terribly careful spirit, even though he was so strong.

From Yorik's thought, it could be read that the black tip crystal was already hiding beside the Dark Merchant's residence.

... Black Tsim Jing has a mask of hiding. Probably going to erase the signs with that magic fixture, board the boat in a way that snuggles with the dark merchants, and cross to the eastern shore.

From Yorik, Leni and the supporting White Tsim Crystal were also found lurking nearby, but it was not known where Lucatos, the first converted cat of Leni's contract spirits, was hiding.

He'll be aware of our existence...

When Ishur thought so, he told me something that Yorik would deny.

Lucatos kills his signs and concentrates on the trends of the fugitives in the Black Spine Crystal, so Yorik thought it would be okay if he stayed still at his current distance.

"Hmm."

Ishur nodded small, looking up at the still cloudy night sky from day to day.

The moon hides in the clouds, invisible. It's supposed to be close to the crescent moon in the first place, and there's no light that seems to be coming through the clouds.

... No way.

Moon god, there will be no Lelia intervening here.

If he moves, isn't he in the deep woods, approaching the temple ruins of the Water God?

Ishur, what's wrong?

Blue magic sparkled the night sky as Lifia tried to speak to Ishur, who looked up at the night sky with anxiety. Lucatos suddenly moved out, Leni, the black tip crystal, everything moved out.

"Master Ishr!

"I'm coming."

Mira and Nina raise their sharp voices.

"Mmm."

Ishur looked back north, toward the city.

The magic of turning the corner of the merchant city blue from the ground to the air was activated.

That is the magic of wind...... Lucatos.

"Ishur, let's go."

Rifia carries Nina and speaks to Ishur.

"Please."

"Hih."

Shortly after Ishur nodded, Rifia and Nina disappeared from sight. Just moments into the retina, a suppressed red flash ran. It wasn't long before Nelly's bracelet reacted.

Likewise, for a moment, the weird voice I heard in my ear would be Nina's voice that was puffed by Lifia.

With the magic of the acceleration of the Refia, they are supposed to travel and circle at high speeds to the side of the river port, passing through the walls.

and the roof of the building, illuminated from below by the blue light, blew away. It's the same wind magic. From the neighboring neighborhood, a short distance away, Leni and White Tsim Crystal popped into the air, sparkling with sharp magic.

... deploying blue magic light from the bottom up, blowing up the roof of the house, attacking from the top?

Guys, you think the same thing.

Ishur said briefly with his face to Mira as he smiled.

"Behind you, please"

"Yes."

With Mira's reply on her back, she jumps up into the air.

Shortly afterwards, an orange light ran vertically for a moment from the building that had been flown off the roof, and as soon as it disappeared, a black figure stood on the roof of the next three-story building.

From the shadow of the street in front, Lucatos reveals a translucent giant and jumps into a black figure.

...... Leni, Lucatos. I'm sorry, but I'll take care of it.

There is no clear response from Yorik. Something tells me you're nervous.

"Blue flame, illuminate the dark delusion"

Ishur waved one hand to the side as he squealed a spell-like word in the air.

At that moment, the whole city was bright, covered in a bright, watery glow. Cold flame swings radiated towards the night sky, like Aurora reversing and blowing out of the ground.

Everything in the fortified city glowed blue, and every shadow, the darkness vanished.

It was a gigantic magic of fire, far beyond the magic of Lucatos wind.

The fugitive from Black Spike lost his ability to activate the magic of shadow trampling. Whatever it is, you can't grasp the darkness of the night sky, ahead of the blue flaming light.

Ishur then concentrated his consciousness on one point, the shadow worker. The sound disappears, the space recedes and the vision dims.

The magic of instant movement, activates “wind chirping”.

If you transcend death and endure the pain of hell, the next moment he's right in front of you.

The corner of Ishur's mouth distorts into a grin. At that time,

A giant moon covered the night sky.

Illuminate the earth with strange light from overhead, as opposed to the magic of Ishur's fire.

Time stopped.

... this!

Only Ishur is deprived of time.

Everything around you keeps moving slowly, slowly.

Same as when I used the magic of acceleration. But I can't move...

Leni raised her hand overhead as Lucatos shone through the sky and the black pointed crystal on the roof asked for help.

The sky, which was sinking into darkness, was now covered in giant light bodies.

Disc-shaped light that extends across the full range of vision. It's an odd glow, like an old fluorescent lamp. A small black dot appeared at the tip of the offered palm of the black pointed crystal. The shadow gradually expands into a single form.

A small figure floats in the sky, carrying a huge fluorescent moon. A new black shadow has been created.

Girl's stirring skirt, shaky hair.

... Melillah.

Black pointed crystal, at the tip of an outstretched hand. The mad fugitive was looking for her shadow.