Stepping into the cave, it's still so dark that you can't walk without the lights.

"I'll use the lights."

That's what Almark says, making flames appear over his own hands.

"I can barely use magic, so I'll be a lighter. Reido is free to move."

"Thanks"

Reido smiles, stiffening his expression a little and restarting his wand.

The two walked down a rugged rock-skinned path, mindful of their feet.

After a short walk, the floor ahead was flattened like a person had machined it.

"I guess it's the real deal from here."

That's what Almark said and illuminates forward with a light, but the straight passage leads to far away, with no end in sight.

"Looks like a lot of walking"

"Right."

Reido nods.

But it was the moment they both stepped into a flat floor aisle.

The two of them learned the feeling that their bodies would blink for a moment.

"Ugh."

Unexpectedly Almark speaks out.

When I realized, the passage, which seemed endless until just now, disappeared completely, and iron and bumpy heavy doors appeared in front of me.

"Apparently, this is where it really starts"

That's what Reido says and laughs bitterly.

"I'm sure this is what it's like to change the structure inside every time you go in"

"You know what?"

Almark nods too.

The trial of the fountain cave has finally begun.

Almark now regrets that he didn't bring Mars's wand, but he has no choice but to switch between growing up as a mercenary.

Leido laid his hand on the door after carefully ascertaining that the door itself did not emit magic.

"I'll open it."

Say that and use your strength, push open.

Inside, it was a small room as if the rock had been squared.

When the two of them step in, the lamp that was hung on the wall naturally lights up.

"Lighted?"

Saying, Almark put out the flame over his own hand.

"I'm sorry I was so quick to help you too."

That's not true.

Saying, Reido looks around the room.

It was an odd room.

In a small room, two smaller statues are placed.

Both are imitations of demons like little ghosts.

The hell is sitting on the floor clawing and smiling relaxed.

The other one was gasping painfully with his hands on his chest at the wall.

Both statues were half-naked, peeking small fangs out of their mouths.

In the room, there's just an iron door that just came in, and I don't see any doors or passageways to move on.

"Suddenly it's over."

Almark tried to tap lightly on the walls on all sides, but the cold stone feel just returned.

"There doesn't seem to be anything like a hidden door"

"Yeah."

Reido put his arms together.

I'm sure there's a secret to this statue.

"Right. It's suspicious."

Almark nods too.

From the statues of the two, I feel a blurry magic.

I'm sure there's some trick.

"like destroying this statue with magic"

To Almark's words, Reido twists his neck.

"I don't suppose you'll use such a violent method all of a sudden."

With that said, Raideau reached out roughly to the statue.

Reido's fingertips touch the statue, but the statue didn't make it faint.

"It doesn't seem to move all of a sudden."

Reido now takes a closer look, touching the statue a little daringly.

"This attitude and expression seems to be a hint of something."

"Might be"

Almark also revisits the statue again.

Kids sitting on the floor relaxing and gasping painfully at the wall.

"The hell looks good, the hell looks painful,"

"Yeah."

Reido nods.

"I think that contrast means something."

They often stared at the two little ghosts and thought.

"I wonder what he's suffering from."

Almark slaps the shoulder of the little ghost on the wall.

"You're holding your chest."

That's what Reido said, keeping his arms together, staring at the statue of a little ghost that looks painful.

"I wonder if it's hard to breathe"

"You look like you do, too."

Almark answers, then approaches the kid on the floor.

"This one's laughing like it feels good. I don't know what's fun."

"I wonder what it is. Have a seat."

Reido stared at the little ghost's face.

That face, staring at the little ghost with a difficult face, suddenly loosened.

"What's wrong?"

To Almark's inquiry, Reido shook his head, no.

"I kind of feel like my brother."

"To your brother."

Almark remembered.

Speaking of which, you had a lot of brothers.

Reido nodded and looked at the statue with tender eyes.

"My brother used to dress like this in the shade on hot summer days, too."

Cool.

In one of Reido's words, Almark had something to flash.

"Maybe."

Stand directly next to the little ghost on the floor and spread your hands.

"Ah."

Almark raised his voice and looked back at Reido.

"What's wrong?"

"Wind."

Almark answered, pointing overhead.

"From the top, there's just a little wind"

"Huh?"

Raideau, who approached him with a strange face, also put his hand over the little ghost on the floor and gazed.

"True."

The ceiling of the room is made of the same decorative stone as the walls and floors.

I don't know how it worked, but even though there wasn't a gap, a very small amount of wind was blowing down towards the little guy on the floor.

"Right."

Reido makes his eyes shine.

"Okay, Almark. It's wind bending."

"Wind bending... right"

Almark nods too.

The art of wind bending is the magic used by Wendy and Nelson in the maze of Sir Boruk's garden to change the direction of the wind that is blowing.

Raydo twisted the direction of the wind, which was blowing down on the little ghost on the floor, with magical force, as he stabbed his wand.

To the little ghost on the wall.

A breeze blows down on the seemingly bitter little one.

"I don't know about this."

Raydo looks worried about Almark.

"I think that's it for me, too."

Almark answers.

The statue of the little ghost on the windy wall didn't make any difference for a while.

But in that painful look, change gradually begins to appear.

"Reido, there's a little ghost face"

"Eh."

Almark pointed me out, and Raido noticed.

The look of the little ghost changes slightly and softly.

As they watched, the little one's face ended up smiling as relaxed as the little one on the floor.

"Laughed."

Almark leaks his voice.

And a statue of a little ghost suddenly moved as if she were alive, slamming her own right side wall with a clenching fist.

"Ah."

The two speak up at the same time.

A wall slammed by a little ghost opened to crack, and a passage appeared to move on.

You were right.

As Almark looked back at Reido, Reido nodded with a smile.

"Thanks to you."

"No, if it was just me, I'd be breaking the statue."

said Almark.

"It's your power, Reido. Let's move on."