Trinitas Mundus

After noon on February 28th.

Ellis Nortia and Varma Niska of the Moon Demons were in the Middle-Ghost Mansion close to the Grand Government of Zalesche.

The two stared through the upstairs window at the uprising in front of the grand government and wished the son of the moon every success in his recapture.

Elise smiles at Varma as a skirmish begins between the mob and the middling ghost tribe and the Budosco family warriors defending Luna, spreading confusion in the square.

"Looks like we can get your son back. We'll see when it's time to fly, too."

Varma's expression was dark as opposed to Elise's full smile. She was still not convinced to forcibly abduct her beloved Luna.

(I ignored your son's will again. Now your son will never open his heart to me again. I know I don't have a choice, but I guess this is a good idea...)

Though I think so, I can't put it into words.

Irrespective of Varma's thoughts, the Winged Demon Spellmasters were beginning to exercise the magic of paralysis in the square.

"It's a good time. I'll be there," Ellis said without seeing Varma, flying right out the upstairs window. Varma had no choice but to follow Ehlis up into the sky.

The turmoil in the square had grown so large that it could not be easily cleaned up.

Some ghost tribes have also noticed that dark attribute magic has been used, saying, "The Moon Devil's hand is lurking!" Yet between them and the Son of the Moon, the Middle-Ghost tribes, considered puppets "Kutsu," are building walls, which cannot be easily approached.

"Protect your child! The anger rises, but as the black smoky magic cripples the escorts, it says," My body doesn't move! I need your help! "Turns into a scream.

And when the ten winged demons suddenly entered the square, they said, "Your son! Turns into a sad cry."

As a scream-like rage swirls, two wing demons make sure to hold Luna and fly away. For a moment, though he lowered altitude to sway, other wing demons joined him and increased his speed towards the north.

"Somebody! Help your son! Anyone!

A moaning cry was unleashed against the sky in the square.

But the thought is also empty and Luna's appearance quickly becomes invisible. The ghostly folk who were gathered in the square could not accept that reality and could only look up at the sky in a glance. The winged demon spellmen who were among the Middle-Ghost clan rise and run, but none of them could cope.

Luna learns that he is about to be held and taken away by a wing demon and says, "Let go! I am the son of the moon! That would be disrespectful! order," but the Wings continue to rise, ignoring her words. Luna painstakingly took out the dagger she had hidden inside her coat while restrained both arms, slashing and tearing apart the wing demon's arm. This dagger was given to me by one of the Ghost Clan Chiefs, but I've been carrying it for protection ever since Ellis showed up.

Red and black blood erupts from the winged demon's arms and drips down to the ground. The injured wing demon was slightly out of balance because of the pain.

(Even if it falls from here, it will take about a fracture. If I slash the hell out of you again, I might drop it......)

Already the altitude had risen to near the roof of a two-story house, nearly ten m (melt) high. I was feeling a strong fear of falling from this height, but the fear of being sacrificed was stronger than that. That's why he slaughtered the Wingman, ready to risk his life.

Compared to her, who tried to slash the second wing demon, but was restrained in both arms and was unfavourable for her freedom, the wing demon succeeds in snatching away the dagger easily because one hand is free. Throwing the dagger down, he restrained his arm even harder to avoid any more rumbling.

Lost the means to fight back, Luna said, "Ouch! Let go!" he cried, turning his back and trying to escape. Once again the Wingman loses his balance when he baffles his freely moving legs hard. But the other wing demons show up to the aid and hold Luna's legs that storm.

"Let go! Where are you touching me! Stop!" he summons and scatters, but the Wingman increases his speed silently.

When the township of Zalesche disappeared and flew more than enough cold wind winter skies, the descent finally began. Under Luna's eyes lies a deep forest of conifers.

(Where are you taking me? There doesn't seem to be anything... but now is not the time to think about that. We need to get out of here at all costs...)

Think of a way to escape desperately while being transported by a trio of wing demons, but I can't think of a good idea in a situation where there are no weapons and no allies.

After about five more minutes of flying, I could see a village-like place in the woods. By then we knew that there were as many wing demons around as there were about ten or so wing demons, and we were beginning to give up that no matter how we scratched our feet, we could not escape.

(What should I do... Luberna will take me away like this and sacrifice me for the ritual of divinity...)

When we arrive over the village, we descend slowly. Luna, who had stepped down to the square in the centre of the village but had been held back her hands and feet for more than twenty minutes, could not stand and would enter. There Ellis and Varma came down with graceful wings.

Ellis has a satisfying grin, but Varma doesn't try to look Luna in the eye with a hard look. Ellis, along with a meeting that could be described as graceful,

"I apologize for the slightly abusive reception. We had no choice but to prevent the enemy from intervening."

Luna said, "Enemy?" I was squealing without thinking. At that time, it was Ray's face that came to her mind.

(Saint Hijiri is here to help. There's still hope...)

Meanwhile, Elis was referring to the Black Demons - a single family of demons with pitch-black skin and pitch-black wings - and there was a difference in perception. And Elise didn't mention the enemy any more, and she didn't hear any more from what Luna completely assumed either.

"So you don't choose the means to sacrifice me. While I say respect my will. I really don't trust you guys."

Luna throws up like that, staring at Elise.

Elise grins constantly as she feels Luna's anger, saying only, "I had no choice," and turns to Keira Lyvio, a winged demon who immediately refrains from nearby.

"Get ready to leave immediately. By the end of the day, I want to keep going 50 kilometers."

In the words of Elise, Keira enters a single farmhouse. Behind her was a trio of benign wing demons following. Then, carry out a large vine-made jar.

The lid and a few ropes that people could come in and out of were attached to the lid, and Luna intuitively understood that it was meant to carry herself.

(You can put me on that one. If I get stuck in there, I can't jump. Saint Hijiri, if you are nearby, perhaps you should have hope. Or maybe this should kill you......)

I can feel the presence of the little knife I got by the time I got into Zalesche a lot.

In Zalesche he was completely captivating the ghost tribe and was even given a new dagger instead of using it. But he was carrying that little knife with him because he didn't know when he would be betrayed.

Though we have the means of self-determination, the decision to end our own lives weighs heavily on her.

(If there's any prospect of help, let's bet on that. If I can't... I hate to think about it, but I just have to kill myself with this knife... but could you kill me...)

The queenly atmosphere at Zalesche lurked the ringing and was completely back to its original Luna. Varma called out to her like that.

"I'm sorry......" he says of his apology with a trembling voice. In contrast, Luna responded cold.

"It's the second time you've kidnapped me. I hope you swear allegiance to me, but this time you ignore my will. That's a good way to swear allegiance. Or does the Moon Demon Dictionary mean" loyalty ”to ignore their will and do what they want?

In contrast to the spicy words, Varma could only bow her head.

"You moon demons are the only enemies of mine. The ghosts swore to me that they would take their side. And you tried to protect me with your life at stake. But you're not. Words alone, in the end, are more important for our purpose than mine."

That's all I tell Varma, Luna said nothing more. Varma bowed her head again and headed under Ealis.

Leftover Luna thinks Varma can't be on his side, and begins to wonder if he can't have the Winged Demons on his side.

(You can't do Varma. Because I can't go against Ealis. Neither did the Wingman listen to me. So the only thing left is the Winged Demons. From what I've seen, I'm loyal to Ealis' orders, but I wonder if there's a gap to get in there... those who are weak in authority follow stronger authority. I think that guy said we should remember to move the organization. It's about that guy, so maybe I assumed this situation too...)

One young man is shown in the back of her brain. When I think of that figure, I also think of the woman who was always beside him, and I feel a tingling pain in my chest.

(... not if you're immersed in memories right now. I'll have someone named Keira, that wing demon, on my side. This is the only thing I can do right now. If we can keep Elise and Varma away and let Keira take care of herself... anyway, if Saint is here, there's hope)

Luna started acting to keep Keira on her side.

Meanwhile, Elise, who succeeded in recapturing Luna (...), couldn't afford more than she seemed either. It was in her mind that Saul Ingvar, the chief of the Black Devil tribe, more dangerous than the ghost tribe, was under heavy pressure.

(There should be few good spellmen left at Saul's. But it's not weird that you're summoning a wing demon because it's about him. No, instead of the Great Demon, a magician like him could even summon the Arch Demon. Therefore, anxiety remains in this force. We need to get back to Luberna as soon as possible......)

Elis decided to let the four wing demons transport Luna and let the rest of the wing demons and wing demons exercise perimeter vigilance.

He thought that Varma, second only to himself, needed to be constantly accompanied by Luna's last fortress, as well as to return to Luberna in about three days.

But the concept is forced to change in Luna's words.

"Keep Varma away from me. My vessel is not big enough to put aside those who broke their promise once. Of course, because you won't admit to approaching either."

I also thought about going forcefully, but reluctantly follow the word "admit" if you are Keira, the leader of the Winged Demon Nation.

(All you have to do is let Varma direct the Winged Demons. Perhaps it would be more convenient for the Black Demons to think and act on their own than Keira...)

That's what I thought and ordered Keira to "take care of your son". Keira was thrilled to be with the Son of the Moon, the current god, and bowed her head all over the ground with her forehead, "I will risk my life to protect you," she said.

Luna looked at the sight with a chilling look.

(I need to keep Keira on my side at all costs... if there are so many wing demons, I'll be there in a few days to get to Luberna. I wonder how I can get on my side in the meantime......)

No specific measures can be decided, but a signal of departure is given immediately on the order of a hurried ealis. Luna also tries to resist, but is pushed inside by the inflexible wing demons.

Although the key is not attached, the lid is tightly sealed from the outside and is unlikely to escape.

Inside, the legs are wider than I thought, and the back of the blanket is covered with fur to block the outside air. As a result, when the lid is closed, it becomes dark, but there is no difficulty because it is also fitted with the magic props of the lights. More cushions were laid down, and signs of an effort to make it a little more comfortable were seen.

There is a signal from the outside for Elise's departure, and a slow lift takes place. There is a subtle vertical swing due to the winged demon of the four bodies, but less swing than I thought.

Luna will desperately contemplate a course of action for the future in a shaky shake.

Around that time, in Zaleshe, the Middle-Ghost tribe, which was rioting as ordered by Elise, was suppressed. They were rampaging through the language of disjunction, but no more than one ghost warrior escaped the magic of paralysis and slaughtered them. It was a feud between fellow countrymen, but it was the cause of the deprivation of the Son of the Moon, and no one sympathized.

Immediately after the crackdown on the riots, the paralysis was lifted by the Little Ghost Spellmasters.

When the crackdown on the riots and the release of the paralysis ended in about two hours, the pursuit began by ghost tribes trembling with anger.

"The Moon Demons took your son by turning his compatriots into puppets" Kutsu "! Save your son!

When Hanne Budosko, a Middle-Ghost male, shouted so, the Great Ghost and Little Ghost Warriors, who should have been in conflict, also said, "Ooh!".

Normally even the calm Great Ghost tribe Talvo Kronvar was angry at the fact that the son of the moon had been abducted and, after roaring like an anger, had ordered the warriors under his command to invade Luberna.

"The moon demons reach Luberna in three days. Including the ceremonial preparations, we have five days of respite! Have as much food as you can have! Put as much food in charge of your family as you can use! We'll be running through in five days to save your son!

about three hundred and fifty km (Kimmel) from Zalesche to Luberna. In fact, the road is more than twice as far away as it is because it is crooked, and running through it in five days means we need to run through one hundred and fifty kimmels per day. If it were a flat ground and had no luggage, and if it were a ghost tribe with tough flesh, it might have been possible, but it is an order that is near unlimited even though it is a ghost tribe, given that it is a deep forest mountain path. The usual Tarvo would have popped up a number of ten days as short as possible, but he spoke of a number that seemed reckless because he did not know how much respite there was in the rituals performed by the Ealis.

But when no one disputes Talvo's life and responds with a roar, he immediately begins to prepare. When he returned to the mansion and grabbed his weapon, he carried as much food as he could carry, and began to run without forming a line. The same applies to Tarvo, the general, who makes his family, the Great Ghost Auga, carry his back and scratch the food throughout the mansion.

"Hurry up! We must save your son! The Augs don't need weapons. Go after him as soon as you can!

The families, who do not know the details, also have information that the Son of the Moon has been captured, and will be in great haste to prepare according to Tarvo's orders. After only thirty minutes of preparation, he followed his family warrior and family and began to run north.

That would not be normal military action. It was more of an act to be called a grand rampage (stampede).