Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

"... Huh?

Now, Toslin... what did you say?

"I'm sorry, Toslin. Will you read the last place again?

I saw Mr. Ushna, just like Toslin, as Ritzereich sighed quietly. The left hand extends to a dagger that has been lowered to the waist.

"Barjessica Church. Ushna Brovans. If my memory is certain, Ushna. You were sent from there, weren't you?

……

Mr. Ushna, with a surprised look on his face, does not move. Forget the blink, too, it's as if it's frozen.

"Hey, Toslin, lend me that."

Receive the letter from Toslin's hand in such a way that he runs his gaze in a hurry. Then it did close with the name of Ushna Brovans.

"Oh, um... Mr. Ushna, what is this..."

Iris, stay back.

I tried to get confirmation from Mr. Ushna with a letter, but your sister stopped it by hand. And keep it up, stand like you're covering me. Your sister's hands are on the sword pattern now, too.

"I told you that Barjessica is a small village, but is there a cleric warrior for both of you in a place like that? Besides, it keeps up to the name. Is this a coincidence?

"A little, I thought it was strange. But there is no certainty, I have only kept it on alert until now..."

"You hit me, Rose."

"Uh, duh... what do you mean? Toslin?"

"Rose realized this guy was suspicious. Since two days ago."

"Two days ago... the first day we all went to church...? Sister?

"Yes, I am."

Your sister nods, without looking back. Long stretched peach hair flutters and shakes.

"Mr. Lambrick and I broke up in front of the church and we went into the church under the guidance of Priestess Alitesa. And at that time, Mr. Ushna...... you said it. In the wind of nothing, and then with a smile to be seen like every day, he said this church was a building over five hundred years old."

"... ah..."

I felt something hooked on the word "five hundred years" that your sister had pronounced.

"At that time, I was just convinced that it was. But later, the word began to bother me like a thorn stuck in my finger. That church is burning down the building and much of the literature it was storing by fire three hundred years ago. I snuck up on Priestess Alitesa when you weren't around, but even that one didn't seem to know what the church was all about."

Mr. Ushna is basically sleeping in church. So when we go to church, there is so much Mr. Ushna that you can always say. I can't believe she hasn't been here in the last two days......

(Oh, yesterday. Used... when my sister and I split up and went searching for Holy Flowers. I'm on the beach with Mr. Ushna. And your sister...... to church with the Toslins)

"... Mr. Ushna. You said. I've only recently arrived in this city, and most of what I know is that I'm the recipient of Priestess Alitesa."

Your sister has already made a peek at the white blade from her sheath so that it can fall out at any time. The same goes for Toslin, Carol, Saluena, and Mr. Lambrick.

"... but how... did you know that that church was a building five hundred years ago? Since then. My… eyes upon you dwelt a clear colour of doubt"

Your sister said so quietly and faintly. And finally, I add:

"Who are you?

… and.

Silence flows, and when it comes to what you can hear, it's just the sound of the wind blowing in through the window. Everyone shuts their mouths and awaits Mr. Ushna's reaction.

"No... Ha, this sounds like trouble. I can't believe they suspected me that long ago... I didn't think so"

After a few minutes of rigidity, Mr. Ushna's time finally started moving. She laughed bitterly and scratched her cheek.

"... uh, yeah. First of all... it's confusing to have two people with the same name, so I'm going to tell you my real name. I'm Wall Woff."

"Wall Waff......"

"I will. Doesn't that sound familiar...?

"There isn't. If we'd met somewhere, you'd remember."

To Saluena's words, Mr. Ushna…… Mr. Woff dropped his shoulder small.

"... ha, that's what you do. By the way... Mr. Lambrick, are you... have you heard of this name?

"There isn't."

"So, then... does the name Griselda sound familiar to you?

"... you don't. You hear a lot of human names for work patterns. Even if I were one of them, I wouldn't remember."

"... do that..."

"So? Who are you? Depending on what happens, I'll put you in custody, okay?

Mr. Lambrick rang the bell for the third time, calling his men into the room. We and our men surrounded Mr. Waff, but she... she stayed in the spot and didn't make it slight.

"No, the awe has already deceived the name of the cleric warrior. It's not like I'm going to be acquitted..."

"Master Griselda..."

Trying to block Mr. Lambrick's words, Mr. Woff raised his face and said so. It's not the usual smile that floats on that surface... is this frustrating?

"Five hundred years ago now, he's like a cleric warrior who saved this city from the wind tyrant Quadriga."

"... Huh?

"And he's also my master."

"... wait a minute. Five hundred years ago?

"I will. My master and I... came to this land five hundred years ago. And he fought the quadriga that was rampant at the time, and sealed it at the bottom of the sea. Me and you, Master, spend your lives together."

Mr. Woff put his hand on his chest and held his fist hard.

"Did you spend your life? But... Mr. Woff, are you..."

I look at Mr. Woff while your sister doesn't break her guard.

"No, Hyplestes Rosalis. I lost my life once five hundred years ago. The reason I'm doing this here...... I think you'll see. There's something in this ocean that makes people want it, right?

(Is that... a mourning jewel shard!?

"That's right, Mr. Iris. Quadriga's power was mighty, and we couldn't stand our teeth. So, me and your master, we wished. In front of the sacred flowers of the church buried on that sandy beach, in exchange for his own life, he wants Quadriga to be quelled."

"... So you knew... That there is one over there. No, everything about this city in the first place."

"I know. You know everything. This city... is the one your master protected with his life, so it's still the one you protect, so you can't possibly forget it!!

Mr. Woff roughed up his voice.

"- Wait!!

That's what Mr. Lambrick shouted to his men who tried to put their hands on the short barrel of their hips.

"Can I ask you one thing?

"You should ask me anything. I don't have to hide anything from you anymore."

"Well, I ask you... what's your purpose? Why are you hiding who you are, deceiving even the name of a cleric warrior into doing this?

In response to Ms Lambrick's question, Ms Waff did not answer immediately. But after a while, she looked at me.

"Mr. Iries. No, Dear Iris Calvafon. If you had the power to defeat Sands Wands, I would have saved your master... because I thought I could."

"... what? Huh? Iris...... Calvafone? I defeated Sands Wands...... Huh?

"Plus the Knights of the Goddess, with Saluena Hadion leading it, I thought I could do something about that tyrant... I thought I could buy enough time to evacuate the people of the city, even if I couldn't defeat them."

"... wait, wait, wait. Hadion? Did you just say Hadion? And Saluena..."

"Lambbrick. Explain later. Now it's time to hear from Wolf."

"Ha... ah, yes..."

Mr. Lambrick said he still said something, but closed his mouth with a glimpse (the best) of Saluena.

"I mean, you were trying to trick me into using them? Does it fit that you were trying to hit Quadriga with a bunch of athletes who don't know anything?

Carol turned off her usual nostalgic grin, pointing at her mouth and eyes.

"Exactly."

"Oh, my God! Shut up and listen..."

"Laplice, I'm sorry. Don't come out yet."

"Something..."

I finally pushed Laplice back into the back of the bag after getting out of the bag and hitting this place even more so that it was just going to be easy.

"There's no excuse. I was pointing you heroes from Auschnell to come here, borrowing the name of the cleric warrior, and directing you to the place where the legend tells you… the sleeping place of Quadriga. The missing part of the legend was conveniently found because I prepared it in a place that caught Priestess Alitesa's eye. Everything..."

Mr. Woff put it to words all at once and breathed heavily. And he had a quiet, moonlightly grin.

"To help your master"

"... I see. I see what you're up to. Reasons for action too. Surely I can't help one of your masters knowing I can unseal Quadriga. I know it sounds pathetic."

Toslin as the leader, that's what he said. Your sister and everyone seem to think the same thing. Me too...... yeah, probably the same. There may be many victims. I know it's possible, and I can't unseal Quadriga.

"You know. Master Iriburg, that's a natural reaction. But then... what happens to you? Do you want me to be alone at the bottom of the ocean?

Kick... and Mr. Waffle hoisted. Anger mixes in the tone and bites his teeth tight.

"Five hundred years already... five hundred years? That one... you're alone. To whom, without anyone knowing their name, and without anyone knowing their existence!!

"... Mr. Woff..."

"Going forward...... hundreds more years, way off!! You're telling me to keep sacrificing without getting paid!? I don't... I can't do this anymore. No more... I can't, I can't... What... I only have that guy...... If it's for him... I..."

Mr. Woff saw each of us after he changed all the air in his lungs into words.

"As soon as I can... I want people evacuated from the city"

And finally he gazed at me and said:

"I'm sorry."

… and.

Mr. Woff disappeared the next moment, trying to melt. In an instant, the skin of the water covered his entire body and flowed out the window.

"Oh, now..."

I've seen the magic before.

That was certainly the magic used by the woman in the robe who kidnapped me.

But the woman... just...

"Dark...... elves"