Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

The old man shrugged, stunned, bewildered.

"Hey, what..."

My voice is trembling.

"No way, no. Was I?... but..."

Grey eyes wide open. Deep wrinkles carved between eyebrows. Confused and confused.

The priest's agitation instantly, becomes contagious around him.

"Oh, hey, did you hear that?

"It would be a lie..."

"Doh, that's it."

The captive prisoner, who was stared at by Sharka and had grown up, began to blur.

"Hehe, what's up? Can you believe that? Then why did you call her the Red Witch?

Ishur looked sideways at Mira and laughed, continuing to look back at the clergyman.

"With whom was the Red Witch of the Holy King acting? Then who's that lady swordsman over there?

Ishur's mouth angle is further raised.

"Speaking of the arrows of the martial arts of the Kingdom of Ladis..."

"Behm Borderline Uncle"

The man opened his mouth gently and took over Ishl's dialogue.

"Hehe, yeah"

Ishur grinned and nodded small.

Both Rifia and Mira are silent, just smiling.

"Ugh..."

From the man's mouth, a bitter groan leaked.

There are rumours that relations with the Kingdom of Ladis are deteriorating after the invasion of the United Kingdom, but it does not change that they are important allies for the Grand Duchy of Alsar.

If these two are the great aristocrats of their allies, the Borderline Until, and the new Yveda sword, the hero of the country, even if the opponent has no other reason, this place should be drastically pulled back, and it was totally useless and pointless to resist in the first place.

Anger disappeared from the man's face, and all that remained was vain disappointment.

When Ishur saw how it was, he once again waxed the same dialogue (seiju) with his mouth.

"Follow our instructions. I wouldn't do anything wrong if I were an adult."

Lanterns hung on walls, candlelit lights on multiple candlesticks.

A soft light illuminates Fiore, the god of water.

……

On several occasions, Ishur looked up at the statue.

From old chunks of marble, there are certainly signs of magic fixtures. Now the "fog junction” has disappeared, but this statue of the god of water is quite rare as a single-purpose, five-system magic tool that uses the magical power of water like a lost magic to make the junction.

Being an installation-type that cannot be easily moved, and a fairly old statue of a god, I guess it has long been valued as a literal patron saint such as a castle or village.

Ishur lowered his gaze and glanced at the man in a sleeping cleric as he squatted across the street, stood up largely and headed towards the exit of the temple in a quiet foothold.

In front of the altar, the soldiers of the fort are tied only to their wrists and lie down and sleep on the spot. No one thinks that Sharka has been on the lookout all day, trying to fight back, trying to escape.

Ishur glanced at Sharka and nodded one small way out.

In the middle of the small square, Romir was sitting in front of the burning fire and rowing the boat. In the bungalow where the bonfire was located across the street, rifias and women stayed with the women and children of the fort, as well as the wounded.

All the men of the hidden fort were gathered to the temple and to the private house opposite it. And Yug watched the west half of the fort, and Erlina watched the east half. They were also on guard outside the fort, around them.

"Romir"

Ishur spoke to the boy across the street as he sat in front of the burning fire.

"Hmm... to? Oh, Mr. Ishl."

Romir raised his face, wiping his mouth if his saliva was drooling, and said in his uncircumcised voice.

"Is it time for a change?"

"Oh. But wait a minute"

Ishur reached out and held onto Romir, who then shook his face and stood up with a perfect slap on his cheek.

In addition to Sharka, the Temple's watch was to be carried out alternately by Ishur and Romir.

"You're tired too, aren't you? Sharka alone is fine in the temple. You should get some rest."

After taking control of the concealed fort, one paragraph, and before sundown, Romir is alone in the quarantine of houses, warehouses, etc., in the fort. I checked around to see if anyone else was hiding, secret basements, passageways, etc. We cannot leave these investigations to the Spirit alone. They are not familiar with human society and sometimes overlook unexpected things.

"Huh."

Romir replied with a fine voice and lowered his hips intact, feeling a little restless.

On his knees, staring blurry at the flames of the burning fire.

……

Ishur also stared at the flames and used the magic of fire slightly to strengthen the fires.

For a moment there was a small sound and a flame burned over the heads of the Ishurs.

"Wow."

And, although it should not have been so surprising, Romir looked up at the flames that stood upside down.

"Is it magic?"

"Oh, yeah. Isn't that convenient?"

Using the magic of fire naturally makes it easy to start a fire and strengthen it.

... softly, breathe. Like stroking a petal.

That's fine if you can be nice. I don't need anything else.

"The wind, the gold, the soil, the fire, and the rest is really just water."

"Heh heh, now or not. You saw the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon."

"Yeah. But..."

Romir is already completely awake, staring at the flames of the bonfire as possessed by something.

... he has also seen several times using powerful fire magic...

Outreach, close to this kind of routine, maybe it's something you can experience more magic when it's nothing.

My magic is not the level of human use anymore......

"But it's not just magic or the Red Emperor Dragon. I can't believe you're even coming to the Holy King's kingdom and seeing that King Salomon right in front of you."

When I looked up, Romir opened his eyes wide and looked at this one.

"Oh, right. It's been a good experience."

Romir is definitely the second or third son of the Knight's House near Frontera. It's impossible to be close to an exotic king.

"I thought I could go exotic with Mr. Ishl and have a lot of adventures, but it's outrageous. More than that, it was all about going far beyond imagination."

"Yeah......"

Ishur loosened his mouth when he nodded small.

"Even after I arrived in Soleil, I met my brother Wang... Ah, speaking of which"

Romir thought of something there, he did his gaze to the day after tomorrow, and he did his hand on his chin to think.

"Um, brother, one of your sideline butlers? I thought you said Gilley. Somehow you've known about this hidden fort of Alsar's, haven't you? Mr. Ishr, when you attacked this fort, you looked so hard, you were whining about how Zilley was doing."

"Huh? Really?

... I don't remember, but I'm pretty sure I cared about Zilley.

"Well, he's the same as Rusla Nicebald, you're a feeder. Romir was right, Gilley was feeling the presence of this fort, and he probably wanted to confirm it by hitting me. Maybe he wanted us to scout, subdue and restrain the Grand Duchy's movements. I guess that's what he showed me when he broke up on the banks of the river."

"Rusla, are you with me?... I see."

Romir pretended to think again and went on to say.

"But you didn't think about Ishr's, you know, if you were upset, it wouldn't taste good."

"Well, you can drop one or two of the forts in one hassle. If there's no other good landing point, I can't help it. That attitude of Gillette, she wanted to tell me then, please."

So Ishur beckoned to Romir.

"Better than that, you got hirabeans and round potatoes, right?

Hira beans are beans that resemble lentils, and round potatoes mean potatoes. Both dawn, crossing the river in secret in a boat, he refused to take it because he hated more luggage.

I found those hirabeans and round potatoes when Romir was checking the fort. Naturally, a considerable amount was stockpiled in the food vault of this fort.

In addition, useful items were obtained, such as portable lanterns and barrels smaller than those of the Holy King. He temporarily infiltrated the city of Loney under the guise of a mercenary or something, and also thought he had to purchase the necessary supplies. The Grand Duchy's Hidden Fort was a convenient place to replenish supplies.

"Well, that's good"

Romir gave a mixed, intricate look of slight dissatisfaction with his happiness.

The main temple ruins of the water at the destination are roughly three hundred miles north (scar, about 180 km) and most itineraries will take you to the woods without paths, and you don't know how many days it will take, regardless of if it's also a hunter's road.

I had to take control of this hidden fort, more than I took control of it, I don't need to worry enough about getting the food and other supplies I need for my stockpile. The loss of life is the natural right of the victor.

"But I know that Gilley is a butler, Mr. Ishl, and I don't get angry about this much, and I put him in there and I mean this fort, it was set up a little, you know, unintelligible..."

"Well, that's where it's held, held,"

... Luffraid's mere spare time, it may have been, but I'm sure he made a lot of conveniences. Including about Leni, where without a loan......

"No, even if you owe us something, maybe you want to maintain a relationship."

I am the one with the magic of four gods. Whatever power you are, whatever hand you use, you want to maintain a good relationship, you want to create an intimate relationship. Even if that is going to carry a new burden on us. That's all it's worth.

"Well, I guess that happens,"

At the end he whispered to Ishur, who told him to whine, as Romir did to himself.

"Um, my eyes are even coming, so I figured I'd keep an eye out for you with Mr. Sharka"

Romir sneered up at his face and stood up slapping his ass and dusting, walking towards the temple.

……

Ishur glanced at Romir's wanderings.

and accidentally felt some sign and turned to the other side.

"Hmm?"

Wooden houses and warehouses floating in small squares. On that dimly shaken shadow, a beautiful figure of Nina's Spirit, Erlina, was floating in the night sky.

The night sky has no rain but is covered in thick clouds. Against the backdrop of a heavy pitch-black sky, she soaked her long hair and glowed like a blue and white crystal.

I was away, but Ishur felt her gaze clearly.

Erlina was watching Ishur.

"No..."

Ishur looked back again towards the temple and followed Romir's back.

I opened the door without his sound and it was already inside.

... Was Erlina watching Romir?

No, it's not even Romir. She was watching......

Ishur had a sharp gaze and turned his face toward Erlina.

She was gone.

There's just a night sky. Her signs had disappeared, too.

"Lord, do you come to the temple ruins of water"

Tibor, standing beside Ishur, said in a plundering low voice. The chief of the Grand Duchy's Hidden Fort, the man of the old clergy, named his name Tibo.

"I guess so. Either way, I'm not going to do anything disastrous to the Grand Duchy unless I can set it up from there."

The next morning, the Ishurs were about to leave from the west gate of the fort to the forest of Ronay. Only Tibor was allowed to drop him off. All the others, women and children, were gathered in the temple after morning, and locked away in the temple.

"I didn't ask you to come into your country without any greetings, but I don't want anyone to know about this."

Ishur was small to Tibor and made him laugh.

"As I said last night, there's no need to pry about us. It would be helpful if you would refrain from reporting it to the Grand Duke..."

I guess not.

I don't know if he's a direct visitor to the Grand Duke of Alsar, or a mercenary, but they have their part to play. There are several dead people out there, and there's no point in stopping talking about Mira. The report will definitely go to the center.

No way, that's why I'm going to kill all the people in the fort...

"I can't do that. It is up to your superiors to decide what to do with you."

"The castle lord of Ronay."

"You might want to ask for a higher tribunal."

"Right."

The Ishurs were in front of the West Gate, opposite the Dileib River in the Hidden Fort.

"Then I have no choice."

……

Ishur grinned silently with Rifia and Mira, glancing at Nina.

"Okay. Ellina, get ready."

Nina's Spirit, Erlina of Beauty, appeared overhead, fairly high in the air. In a thin cloudy sky, an ageless woman dressed like an ancient dancer floats. Colorless translucent, with a radiant body.

Ishur looked up at the sky and followed her floating expression.

... nothing particularly unusual.

What was that gaze I felt last night?

"Oops, I forgot"

Ishur forced his gaze off Erlina and pulled up his right mouth edge hard as he pointed at Tivo.

"I got a little food and accessories from your warehouse. Will you take this instead of the money?"

I took a leather sachet out of my nose and picked one small stone from inside and gave it to Tibor.

"Purple Crystal (Amethyst)"

The old man, placed in his own palm, looked at the purple glowing stone, creased against his nose and looked intricate.

The gems are rare and expensive to treat on the continent, but they didn't look very good, either, if they were purple crystals, to associate the purple sharp crystals of the Holy King, the sharp crystal diocese, the troops of the shadows.

"It should be enough for you."

Ishur said with a grin on his face.

... Enough, not anywhere. It's a substitute for plenty of luck. But I can never say that that's what Salomon, the king of the Holy King, gave me.

……

Knowing where the jewel came from, Lifia froze her grin, and Mira looked at the day after tomorrow and pretended not to know.

For the Grand Duchy, the Holy Kingdom was an enemy of uncertainty.

"Well. Thank you for this."

Tibor softened his expression slightly, saying so and adding the purple crystal to his unmade nostalgia.

But even though they have attacked first by considering the Ishurs as enemies, they have suffered painful damage. The Wizard of Soil and Fire is wounded when he kills a hunter with the magic of martial arts and acceleration.

Bye. Bye.

Ishur nodded one as he looked over Mira, Nina and Romir's faces from Lifia, staring once again into Tibor's grey eyes.

"Don't move from here for a while. It's dangerous. I'll lock you up in a fort and use a little bit of land magic to keep you from contacting my friends."

"The ropes of those trapped in the temple will be broken."

"Whatever you want."

"Good to see you, Cleric."

Lifia passed beside Tivo and spoke out in peace.

She said "please," pretty much the same thing Ishl was pushing. It has the meaning of "be adult and tolerate the procedure you are about to take".

"You have a role to play, too. I also know I have to report it up there. But if we get in the way of where we're going, or if we send out troops to seal off the west bank of the Dylave River, it's gonna be very bad. I can destroy any great army on my own, and I can work for Petra to destroy our alliance with this country."

... you won't be able to destroy your alliance just yet... But this guy already knows I killed the Red Emperor Dragon. You can't ignore what I'm saying.

"Well, ho. Instead of destroying your alliance if you do that, Petra will lead her own army into the Grand Duchy."

Mira threw Tibor aside to flaunt him, followed by Refia.

……

resentful enemy, is the light mouth of the Red Witch of the Holy Kingdom. The old cleric revealed her anger, but when she was stared at by Sharka from above her head, she blurred her neck and turned away.

"I don't know if it's Ronay's castle owner or the Grand Duke himself, but I need you to tell him right there. Again, no prying. Leave us out of this. Then this will not harm you."

As Ishur raised one hand to Tibor, he crossed a small moat following the Refiahs and stepped into the well-stretched meadow of summer grass.

It was followed by Nina and her squire Romir, Salia, Nocta and finally Lucia. Tibor stood silently alone and quietly on the spot.

The humid meadow had a solid path. One row walked a wet trail, avoiding large and small puddles of water.

"Well, can we get around here?"

Ishur said looking back when he stopped his leg.

From the wooden side of my right hand, I hear a tiny bird squealing.

There is a glimpse of Marutai's lined castle wall at the end of the reed plain and Tibor nestled in front of it.

Ishur put his palm down and kneaded his right hand forward.

Inhaling his breath, he meditated his eyes and turned his consciousness underground.

The breath of the earth, as if it were a creature, flows into the depths of Ishur's heart.

When its source touched the tip of the five senses, for some reason the voice of the little bird overlapped there.

Moments later, Ishur emitted magic.

As the ground swayed like an earthquake and gradually decreased in amplitude, the meadow at the tip of the extended hand began to sink.

Countless reeds fell into bunches, sinking vertically, and the ground twirled like waves up and down. A creepy feeling came through the ground beneath my feet, like there were giant monsters raging around who didn't know what to do. At the same time, with the sound of the earth, from time to time, I heard a strangely tall, beastly noise of whether the rock would crack.

"This is the place"

Ishur shrugged in a low voice, looking slowly at the left and right.

Even with the humidity around it, the earth and dust stood, or even the fort looked sumptuous.

The extensively submerged ground covered the entire perimeter of the fort.

When the sumptuous dust disappeared, the fortifications that had been buried in the meadows had disappeared, and the walls lining the whole Tai had been rounded up to the bottom.

A small pioneering village, the Grand Duchy's Hidden Fort under the guise of the Ring settlement looked like an isolated island floating on a seafield of dirt dug up in chaos.

"Nina, to Erlina"

Ishur then turned to Nina and spoke up.

"Yes, Mr. Ischl"

As Nina smiled, Erlina, who was floating over the fort, fluttered her hands up to her shoulders.

The shape of the arms spread left and right drew a beautiful shape.

It pours into the ground where the magic of her water has fallen.

A small build-up of water was dotted with moisturizing soil from the beginning, but with the magic of Erlina, a different amount of water gushed out there.

The fort was quickly filled with water and also seemingly looked like a castle floating on the lake, but the water pontoon was shallow to the detour and terrain as the wetlands that spread along the banks of the river had grown.

"I see, here's the thing"

"Sure, you can't come and go in a boat."

Lifia and Mira went on to say.

It was meeting with the Ninas this morning to make the surroundings of the fort of Alsar a wide wetland to obstruct the movement of people.

Even if we kill all the people in the fort, if we lose contact, the anomaly will be immediately exposed. Even if it will buy some time, it will also be known sooner or later that the Ishur line has crossed and crossed the Dileib River from the Holy King's kingdom.

Then you're not even at war, but you kill them all, and you just buy a grudge that leaves you with no use. Whatever you do, sooner or later you'll be known to the center, all you have to do is delay it a little.

Other methods were considered, such as pushing all the people of the fort into the temple and blocking and locking doors and windows with the magic of earth and gold, but in the end they settled down in a way that covered the outer perimeter of the fort with wetlands and made normal contact impossible for a certain period of time.

There are also women and children in hidden forts because they are in the shape of villages. I couldn't have done much of an imperfect thing.

The wounded wizard has no contract with the Spirit and has no means of communicating like a scribbled dove, so he decided to submerge the perimeter of the fort at a certain distance, but the wood is abundant, including the whole wall surrounding the inside of the fort. A small raft would be able to put it together quickly, and then contact with the outside world would soon follow.

If we turn it into a wetland, we can't cross it on a raft, and of course it's impossible on foot. We have to float and stretch the whole wall of the castle into the wetlands in multiple pieces and cross it as a temporary wooden path. It's a task that requires a lot of manpower and time.

It is also easy, certain, to summon another spiritual in a new way and keep an eye on it for a few days or so, but to that extent it is a waste to summon a high spiritual.

I don't know what it would be if I were to make my way through the deep woods and arrive at the ruins of the main temple of the water.

The wind, fire, earth and the three remaining spirits may also be newly summoned, including the Golden Spirit Yug, who has already summoned.

I don't know if Lelia, the moon god, or Fiore, the water god, are trying to take Leni hostage and use him as a bargaining material, but if we are going to do it with strength, Rifia and Mira are not enough as a force of war alone. The Great Spirit of the remaining three elements will also have to be summoned.

... In any case, we must leave plenty of leeway until that time comes and minimise the hassle. You should still refrain from other spiritual summonses...

"Uhm."

Ishur nodded satisfactorily to Mira and others, turning his consciousness to Yug, who had made him precede him with another workmanship.

... What do you say? Eug.

This feeling coming from Youg a little further away, he's not in a bad mood.

... about a few miles west of the fort (scar, a mile long is about 650 m), there were abandoned castles and small settlements along the streets. No one used magic, but kept the magic of shallow sleep just in case. There is no one suspicious in the ruins of the castle.

... All right, I'll head down the street too. Keep watching, please.

"Sounds good, it's working"

Ishur muttered in his mouth, explaining the situation forward to Mira and the others as well.

It uses a lot of magic to make a wetland area around a hidden fort. If there were wizards or covenant spirits in the neighborhood, they would definitely notice. It's dirt magic, so it's not as noticeable as the magic of other systems, not during battle, not so much as grand magic. Far away, there was no need to pay extensive attention, but something that existed at close range required some allowance.

So I sent Yug out for reconnaissance, and I was blinded by the dangerous presence, this time it was a settlement inhabited by people - and I was given the magic of sleep. It would be unlikely, but if there was a wizard in that settlement, if he was traveling down the street, even the magic of sleep would have noticed, so there might have been only one way to end it.

"It's the magic of sleep, but if even the villagers there have a good idea, they might notice."

"It's okay. That's why you're turned into a spiritual spirit, and it's over."

"... um"

"Well, I can't help being a little suspicious. Because if you don't let the village chief know, you don't have to take care of it."

... The point is, if you can buy some time, that's fine. I can't overrule the fact that I have engaged the men of that concealed fort.

Rifia and Mira were convinced by that, too, or grinned at Ishl and nodded one.

"Erlina, thank you"

I heard Nina's sunny voice on the side.

……

Looking up at the sky following her voice, Ellina's figure had already disappeared. There were no signs left.

Somehow, suppressing the small anxiety attached to the back of his chest, he saw the one in the fort, the little Tibbo, alone.

The old cleric looked like a little doll, relying on it to fly if he blew it.

One line went among the blue meadows towards the streets that were in Yug's report.

The sun, which began to rise high, seemed clear to the walls of the white clouds.

In the distance, the voices of wild birds and insects were heard constantly from among tall weeds. I could see that the audible sound was starting to mix slightly with the fall footsteps.

The smell of summer grass blurring the tip of my nose also began to smell a little dry and sweet in the fall.

On the road, each of the Ishurs proceeded silently and thoughtfully. Lifia, like a child, held a cat jab in one hand and walked with a whistle blowing at times, fluttering its tips.

Alongside Sharka, Mira gazed firmly and far away, observing the unfamiliar mountain fields of Alsar.

Nina could see that she was smiling alone, making her a little angry, and having some conversation with Erlina.

"Mmm."

Rifia walking around the neighborhood, Mira on the Exotic Mountain, Nina obsessed with conversations about women's affairs. Walking and groaning, blurry walking Romir's.

In doing so, Ishur made the first nervous voice.

Autumn touched the smell of summer grass and I could see that a new foreign body began to mix there.

... the smell of magic.

"Shield Hall."

Youg's voice was in his ear when he should have been forward a little late.

"It's fog. Here comes the fog again."

"Oh."

Ishur stopped and looked forward as he stretched his hand against his forehead.

"Tibor. Did he activate that water junction magic again?"

And now look behind your back, back at the fort.

I can't feel the magic of making that clear.

"Is it too weak"

"I don't feel it either."

When Ishur shrugged, Rifia, who was listening beside him to interact with Yug, reacted and said.

"It acts broadly and loosely on the sky and the earth, on the small water contained around it. It's hard to tell who it is because it's enough to call it a form of lost magic"

Youg, with few words, was rare and well explained.

……

The thinly floating mountains at the end of the meadow are the mountain ranges at the eastern end of the Brektas mountain mass. Its slightly blue-colored ridge gradually became filled with bright gray and lost its contour, but it was seen.

When I dropped my gaze underfoot, I could see that the sesame seemed to start pumping water.

"Now that the cleric may be fogging with what he thinks, this is convenient."

and Mira's voice from side to side.

"Yeah. Heh, you're right"

Ishur grinned and nodded small.

If you keep going, you'll head out onto the street to the Loney Forest. Until we get into the woods, we're quick on that path. There is no big city nearby and it would be unlikely to go and meet people, but it was certainly convenient to hide in the fog and put them in the woods.

The general terrain around the area is pretty much grasped from Tibor and also in Eug's reconnaissance.

... Mira said oh, but from that man's point of view, you can't fail to be vigilant about what's going on inside and outside the fort.

The line continued on the trail that led to the meadow, eventually exiting the city of Ronay to the street northbound into the woods. Slight remaining trails were still unpopular and the area was covered in early and deep mist.

Ishur stopped when he went out onto the street and looked first at the city of Ronay.

There must be a small settlement not so far from the path of slow arcing, where Yug cast the magic of sleep. But he saw no ruins of the castle in its neighborhood in the grey mist.

Ishur carefully expanded his perception of the magic power of the wind, examining several houses, people's movements, and the perimeter of the abandoned castle. I didn't feel any particularly suspicious signs. Youg is also silent and has no special reaction.

He then turned to the woods in the direction of progress. I don't feel any signs of people either. No one goes down the street.

"You look fine. Well, let's go."

Nina and her eyes looked back toward the fort on the way that Ishur had said so. She was looking at the fort, too. Instead, he turned his face toward Ishur.

"I'm watching"

She told me to squeal, with the color of her vain eyes.

"The statue of Fiore in that fort is looking at this one."

As they went out onto the street, the Ishurs walked north, about a few moments before finding their hunter's way and stepping directly into the woods.

Along the way, I never met people, carriages, etc. The small streets stretching from the city of Ronay stretch in a northeasterly direction, leading to the city along the river Direib, Pyrrell. The stronghold of the Holy King on the opposite bank, upstream and north of Soleil, is home to the castle of the Grand Duchy of Alsar.

The former main temple of water is on the western side opposite the pyrrell, on the mountain hem of the North Brektas Mountains, in a different direction. So the streets were not so abundant, but they entered the forest hunter's path in the direction of the true north, the shortest to the temple ruins of the water, while there was fog.

I should have been a long way from the Hidden Fort by now, but the fog never cleared up as usual, and the bottom of the forest covered in deep greenery was as dark as night.

"... all the time, but the fog won't clear up when we get here"

Refia took the lead even in the woods. Instead she borrowed a sweeping knife from Romir and proceeded as she paid the branch blocking her way.

As my eyes get accustomed to the darkness of the forest, I see the overlapping of the branches of the goer with a kasumi.

Lifia paid the branch in front of her and turned to Ishl to look forward to see what it was.

"Oh, that's just as well. The junction magic of that Fiore statue won't reach this far either. Isn't this a different story? I think it rains a lot at night."

Ishur said as he looked up at the sky above his head.

The fog also covers the trees between them.

……

When I glanced at Nina behind me for a moment, she looked at the way she had come, towards the fort.

Still, maybe that junction magic was working.

Her description says that the installed magic fixture, the statue of Fiore, which was in the temple of the fort, produces a deep mist in the direction of its face.

Does Nina check if that statue of the Water God is still pointing this way?

Ishur stared into the darkness ahead, remembering a slight anxiety.

The fog didn't clear, but the line went smoothly through the woods without encountering or being attacked by demons.

With Eug in front, Nina in the rear, and Lifia at the beginning, Lucia, and Ishur's presence, it seemed that any demon was perceiving danger, avoiding rather than attacking a line, and fleeing far away.

"Oh ho. Thanks to you Ishur, you can rest assured in these horrible woods. I'm really happy to have a warm meal."

That night, a large old tree found a slice of a fallen forest, where it was to be wild.

The summer rainy season was not over, the fog was not clear, and it seemed like it would take some time to start a fire, but the magic of Ishur's fire allowed me to drink a lot of warm soup with lots of potatoes and beans and nothing wrong with that.

Mira was in a good mood all the time, even in the camp, and laughed with a gorgeous bright voice, even trying to brighten everyone's air.

"Right."

Ishur nodded, but couldn't help but feel an inexplicable suspicion about the fog that kept him stuck and indelible.

Each night he set a time to change watches, to enclose the fire among the trees, and set the tent up and fell asleep.

Dawn.

Ishur was woken up by a maid with a refier, Noctua, to take turns watching him.

Fire magic raised the fire, explored the surrounding signs, contacted the sleepless Yug, all without any particular problems, and the moment I took a step back into the woods to add use a little further away, the air changed.

From the front, where the fog cleared and the deep forest continued, the horizontal sunlight of the sunrise plunged in.

… there is a large space in the front.

The forest runs out and the meadows seem to be spreading.

Something that didn't exist until I fell asleep at night. The moon god.

Turning around, a deep green wall continues, and the tent of the camp, as well as the figure of the Rifias, is disappearing.

The world was changing.

... you're here, Lelia. Now what?

Ishur squeezed his mind once he rang his throat, correct his posture and moved on.

Once the trees were cut, there were old ruins, on a circular site, that seemed to be standing in a circular building.

No more building shapes left. By the way, a cylinder stands sparsely on the cobblestone of moss grass.

Around the foundation of the worn stone, small and large stone shards rolled, and in the center stood the goddess of water, the statue of Fiore.

Only that statue could be seen damaged, just as big as the statue of the god of water in that concealed fort. The stone statue looked at Ishur.

The fog is completely clear and the dazzling morning sunlight is plunging in from what appears to be the east.

I've lost touch with Youg, and I can't even catch any signs.

"... I don't like it"

Ishur groaned in a grumpy manner and slowly began walking toward the center.

Do you sink into the water during the rainy season, the stone at your feet is as beautiful as you think, and the weeds aren't growing that much.

Was this ruin once the Lord's Temple of the Water God?

... such an idiot. The distance is fucked up. Besides, I feel uncomfortable wearing this circular temple trail.

But this clear morning sun will not be the work of the Moon God.

There are many nights when he comes out. It also comes with a strange moon.

"Hi. Nice to meet you. I've been waiting for you."

"Become"

Where have you been?

A man's voice suddenly came from the right end of his sight.

"Who are you..."

A big middle-aged man with bearded hair and a round face burnt to the sun. I'm wearing an old fashioned toga. My feet are sandals too.

Were you hiding in the shadow of a cylinder just beside you? No, then there's no way I wouldn't notice.

"Oh, this is rude. My name is Phenytheosis. Later, get to know each other."

The man lowered his head as he raised his right hand horizontally. It was a modus operandi I don't see much of on the continent.

"Fioa, we are at your service."

Phenitheosis and the man who named him an ancient name said yes, go on.

"I see."

Ishur looked up and looked away as he narrowed his eyes and glanced at the man.

The ruins are surrounded by trees. It's in the woods.

"This is the Temple of the Water God, isn't it? What do you mean?"

... Still day one in the woods, no Eug, no Sharka, no Erlina, no one responded, and it's too soon.

"Ha, that's the one with all four of God's magic implements. Good guess."

The man, bored, drooling his teeth-floating stomach, finally raised his right hand and pointed to the statue of Fiore.

Ishur glanced back at the front, and now it was time to solidify in dismay.

"... nina"

The center of the circular temple, a statue of Fiore on a pedestal. Before that, Nina stood.

Looks painful, a face that strongly appeals to something.

My hands were in front of my chest as I prayed.

"Mr. Ishl."

A plundered, trembling voice.

"I need to talk to you"

Nina's moist eyes showed two of Ishur's appearances, small.