Seirei no Moribito

“Commissioner Kazaki” was the patron saint who corrected the order of "Wang Du".

Sometimes the "wind discipline commissioners” who act with immediate life given to them by the "Spirit Tree" are referred to as “godsend”, and because they are not an obstacle to their covert actions on the other hand, they have been kept secret by any constituent or constituent number, but they have not changed to being wholeheartedly admired by the people.

But it gradually distorted into a bad way, and by the time I realized it, the "wind discipline commissioner” 's system of order had become entirely proprietary.

A group that worships the "Spirit Tree” and moves as it wills. A spiritual soldier who uses the word "order” to end those who are detrimental to the "Spirit Tree". That was their righteousness and their only absolute value.

This is the perception of students studying in the "Wangdu Knights" and "Wangdu Educators Gate" who know the reality of the "Wind Discipline Commissioner”.

Normal folk also have unconditional respect for the "wind discipline commissioner" for those who believe in the “Spirit Tree”, and those who have the opposite values are unilaterally disgusted. This is also a common perception.

“Correctional Commissioners" are not “believers” or the like, but “delusional” as if they were possessed. Because they gather and move, they will never betray the Spirit Tree, and they will never question their actions. Any evil or outrageous act is carried out in the name of the Spirit Tree. Such their good and evil eliminate boundaries, which is why they become user-friendly pawns for the "Spirit Tree”.

Unlike the "guardian" who is made up of all things by the Spirit, the "wind discipline commissioner" can easily be replenished because he is a human being, and from the same person, ethics creates hesitation in his actions to disturb and eliminate him. It is exactly one stone and two birds.

But if you repeat blatant outrageous deeds, no matter how righteous you are, it is inevitable that even believers will be suspicious or reprehensible.

So the Spirit Tree does this kind of manipulation behind it. The "Spirit Tree" used the “Wind Discipline Commissioner” to successfully use the collective psyche, and instead of "I had no choice but to correct the order", he made the public realize that "it was natural to do it in order to preserve the order". As a result, the number of people raising scepticism at the end of the "criminals" path decreased dramatically. It is still routine that the “evil” that spreads is secretly slaughtered.

Whatever means is available to correct “order”. Being so cognizant yet admirable. That became the "Wind Discipline Commissioner”.

The Knights of the King's Capital, on the other hand, but they were also venerated by the people.

Protect the king and protect the people. Help comes to the screams that go up everywhere and solves strange cases easily. He also undertakes escorts from town to town and, if he has a mandate, rushes to the spot in the name of "justice”.

An absolute brave man to be the guardian of the people. That is the "Knights of the King's Capital" - a disturber of different interests for the "wind discipline commissioner”.

This one seems a relatively decent organization, but for the students of "Wang Du Educator Gate," it is recognized as an organization that repeats contradictions that can be seen because it is inside.

While protecting people, the action of cutting people off becomes rumoured, leaving no residents behind and disappearing ahead of the rumours. Every time a ripple spreads, its roots are severed, and the few remaining ripples penetrate quietly among people, but eventually it disappears as well. The rumor's name, Leftover Incense, spreads in the "Wang Du Educator Gate," and is passed along with a hypothesis from senior to junior.

I was wondering if "Wang Du Knights" was just a gathering to satisfy my personal greed.

But whether it's a lie or a truth has not been revealed despite the fact that time has passed. This is due to the fact that there are members of the "Knights of the King's Capital" among the teachers who coach the students, whose students disappear if they slip their mouths in the breadth. And a situation has arisen where there is no evidence to make it black, although it is unlimited, and it continues to be made aye free without finding a means to be sure.

"Commissioner Kazaki" is black. "Knights of the King's Capital" is white close to black.

Both are unbelievable and should not be trusted to the detour.

Moreover, the "wind discipline commissioner” has not revealed his constituents. There are no specifications for discerning who is a "wind discipline commissioner”.

Using “a kind of challenge given by a teacher” as a hiding place, this became an agenda that was secretly and securely handed down while using the mutual suspicion of the students who knew nothing.

The policy of "Wang Du Educator Gate" is "to cultivate swords and shields that protect the country and the people". As evidence of this, several members of the team have been sent as instructors by the Knights of the King's Capital.

"Knights of the King's Capital" and “Spirit Tree". In the presence of two conflicting philosophies, "Educators of the King's Capital" is present in factions on the "Knights of the King's Capital" side, and for "Spirit Tree” is an ally of the enemy.

There is definitely a "wind discipline commissioner” in this school because even breaking the entrance exam can make it easier to dive in spies. They dive through the demon hands of the Wang Du Knights aimed at the "wind discipline commissioner” and gain some credibility from the students, but even today they hide in masks for the "Spirit Tree”.

Of these, the boy who is considered the closest to the "wind discipline commissioner” was called 'Irene'.

Lonely genius. Some call him that, but his nature is completely different.

He has no faith in the Spirit Tree while he is a "wind discipline commissioner”.

Only a few people who know 'Irene' for real know that.

But why can someone who has no faith continue to be a "wind discipline commissioner”?

No, why are you on the "wind discipline committee”?

The answer is...

It was the same place as usual that was moved on time by the "teleport" of “Spiritualism”.

The place where the "Spirit Tree” resides in the mountains that cut through the forest. The only person who knows where it is is is the Protector. It was normal for them to travel in the “spiritual art" of the “Guardian”.

That was no different from "Eileen", which is considered to be the closest to the "Protector”.

"- You screwed up, Irene?

At the aperture best, a woman's voice reached Lynn's ear that would not allow her soft or any denial.

The name of the one-armed woman of the Spirit Tree, who dwells with the earth, is Iselia.

“Witch of the Spirit Tree" sitting in a wooden chair with wings of pure white with no colour and a flattering but dignified attitude. He who hears the voice of the "Spirit Tree” and speaks for his will.

Iselia smiles as if she were the Virgin Mary, spreading the same hair on the earth as her wings and pointing a red eye as dark and sharp as blood at Lynn. You look like a smile of mercy, a cold grin.

To her, Lynn returns pale without changing her expression.

"... I'm sorry, Dear Iselia"

"... for apologizing, I can't see you reflecting... fine. Eileen is so" made. "

Iselia now smiles softly, just tells the truth.

"Presentation and termination of information for twelve citizens. And one capture failed... I was unlucky to hit with the captain of the Fifth Division -"

But she erased her expression,

"- That doesn't make sense, does it?

I will not tolerate denial.

I won't even tolerate affirmation.

Lynn decides to speak honestly when she decides that whichever one she chooses will only increase her punishment.

"... I've decided that it would be better for the Spirit Tree if I were to“ defeat ”the Fifth Division Captain."

"... why did you do that?

"In the future, when we confront the 'Knights of the King's Capital' again, there will be room among them at the same time as suspicion. By making us think that there is something behind it, we can wear out our nerves, make ourselves think that our strength is higher, and by accurately poking through that gap, we can start and end it efficiently. It works in the right direction for us."

Lynn is still pale,

"Destroy a whole division and shut down the communications network. The Knights, who cannot confirm their safety, will surely form an investigation team to send them. Ambush it and capture them. If you torture him afterwards and make him spit information..."

"... we can exhaust the troublesome Knights of the King's Capital... it is indeed a decision that leads to the interests of the Spirit Tree. But......"

Iselia rises from the chair where she was sitting and heads to Lynn.

Rock long hair like a graceful scarlet dress hem and carpet with black heels tapping the floor.

That's just the trick, Iselia left Lynn in a golden state.

In fact, the intimidation I feel from Iselia is just so illusory, but Lynn's hands and feet do not move as a firm fact.

In the meantime Iselia stands in front of Lynn and lifts a luxurious twist.

"- Do you think you're in a position to be forgiven for doing something unsolicited without my instructions?

The overwhelming intimidation, which can be seen in the distance, remains intact, but Lynn responds instantly.

"Your position is clear."

There is no anger behind Iselia's eyes. But there was something swirling in its eyes that gave vague terror to the beholder.

Looking back at it directly from the front, Lynn doesn't move.

Even if waiting ahead is a heavier punishment than whipping.

Fear, etc., has long been abandoned by him.

Keep gazing for a while,

"... Yep. I thought you would say that. But it still seems a little too“ done "..."

Let go of his hand from the “, ” Iselia puts her hand on Lynn ’ s cheek.

"There is no agitation, no fear, I just wonder if it moves obediently and act in the interest of the" Spirit Tree ”. Eileen, you're a really good kid.

"... thank you, Iselia"

"But still, punishment must be given firmly. You are too good to be" done ”. What I want from you is a living tool that is obedient to me and the Spirit Tree. While you are my ideal tool, I am not terrorized by you. Because if you don't give me fear, you won't be my tool in the real sense."

wrapped gently with both hands,

"And I can't read your thoughts. I haven't been able to read your thoughts once since I raised you as a tool. Hey, Eileen? What the hell am I to you?

She asks Lynn with the same gentle, gentle smile as usual.

- But turn your hands back around your neck, which was wrapped around your face.

Lynn thinks, feeling definitely uncomfortable, under pressure to the point where there is no problem with breathing.

In this case, how can I answer her ideals? But if you misanswer, his thin neck will be compressed and broken in an instant.

Even though she may die the next moment, Lynn still doesn't change her expression.

No fear, no agitation. There's just something vague you can't foresee. Pretending not to notice it, Lynn slowly opens her mouth.

If she wants, until he fulfills that wish again, too.

"... to me, Iselia is a benefactor of life. I almost lost everything. I want you to offer me new possibilities."

The answer I gave in thought is just to tell the truth. Talk about beauty with contradictory thoughts behind it.

"I also appreciate your anticipation of me. I became so strong, and I stopped hesitating to take my life... thanks to Iselia."

Put your right hand on Iselia's hand, and Lynn overlaps words even more.

"Thanks to you, I have been able to exist here, I have lived to this day... it is all a feat of Iselia"

Grip hard on each neck of yourself,

- I appreciate everything you've given me.

Lynn said.

Iselia gazed at such phosphorus,

"... is that right?"

I lay my eyes down only for a moment after a satisfying grin,

After all, you seem to be hiding something.

I clenched the boy's neck relentlessly.

"... ugh!

Lynn turns her gaze to Iselia as she realizes the feeling of her neck squeezing.

What makes her float like that is still a laugh.

Gentle, humble, serene - a genuine smile of mercy.

Something roughly unworthy of this occasion, something disproportionate.

"No lies or lies exist in your words. But that seems unnatural to me. Even though every word you said was true, I thought there was something else behind it."

Spinning is a sin breaking word that encompasses everything.

"Even though it's all true, you're hiding something. I was convinced by what I said earlier, Eileen... that there was something in what I gave you that you really wanted."

The light body floats easily in the universe by the grip of Iseria,

"Come on, will you answer me, Eileen? You're not afraid of dying, but you're afraid of dying here now, aren't you?

gently watching his feet move to escape from something and stand his nails in an attempt to untie his neck,

"- Irene, what the hell are you up to?

I asked for answers, but I didn't make them answer anything.

Before that, I couldn't answer.

Looking for a moment at Lynn, who had grown up, Iselia let go quietly.

Dossah, he lays on the floor as his luggage falls, and Iselia asks again.

"Irene... I don't care what you're up to. But I have to tie everything to you more than it is my tool. Its loyalty, its faith, its hearts, emotions and… not even life and death"

Iselia sits back and smiles quietly as she strokes Lynn's soft hair.

Just saying that's natural.

"Don't you think that even this name, what I gave you… if you were to speak its name, you should thank me for it, too? … well… today is the day to answer. The significance of your presence behind the loyalty that you are hiding."

Iselia smiles joyfully, “losing her mind” squeezing his feet so hard that a blue and black mole can.

In order to engrave it into its body, it is only a tool.

To shatter the hope he would have.

To make everything your own.

"Well... what the hell way should I hurt you? The punishment for mission failure is a hundred lashes... no, I didn't just destroy a citizen's heart, so a thousand or three hundred lashes... plus I'll crush you on your left shoulder too"

Iselia squeaks so and looks up at the sky.

The Spirit created by the beloved "Spirit Tree” shines like a star, and the Three Moons gently illuminate the earth.

The starry sky, which has no obstruction whatsoever, is like a stage prepared for Iseria.

It would feel good to punish you for such a wonderful performance.

Iselia laughed in a good mood,

"Irene - Your screams feel good whenever you listen. Tonight, until I'm ready... until you tell me what you're hiding, shall we have fun?

Iselia takes him to her favorite playground to play with the "boy”.

That's the usual sight, everyday. Naturally, there is no question about that, and I think that Ningro public play is about hurting others and enjoying their screaming and painful expressions.

That was her norm.

Iselia walks away without ever stopping laughing.

The fact that his screams echoed some time later was a needless to say event.