Trinitas Mundus

Around 1: 00 a.m. on March 4.

The Rays were confronted by ghosts in a rowni toward Luberna.

Luna's words quelled most ghost tribes' anger, but only one, Talvo Kronvar, the head of the Great Ghost tribe, objected.

Luna couldn't hide her surprise that he didn't obey his word, the most trustworthy of the ghost tribe.

"I thought you'd understand... why..."

Until then, the confident grin disappears, giving me an uneasy look at once.

"Non can't give up his life if it's for your son. If you ask me to" here "the betrayal of the Moon Demons, I will let you enjoy it. But you can't just join hands with a white magician! My son Orvo, and I can't join forces with the man who trapped so many of my brethren like beasts!

Though the elites of the ghost tribe are bewildered by the actions of Tarvo, who differs from the Son of the Moon, there were many parts of their thoughts that sympathized with them, and many of them were nodding.

But there was one person who questioned his actions. This is Solum Sommelyoki, head of the Little Ghost Clan.

He had a long relationship with Tarvo and was also an ally. And he thought he was a respectable person who could calmly judge things without being flushed by emotions among ghosts.

I could not believe that Tarvo would rebel against the beloved Son of the Moon because he had lost his own man.

And Solm looks up to say that. But a voice hangs from behind him before he utters a word.

"I wonder if Master Talvo has any thoughts? I was just wondering if we should take a look."

When Solm looked back, there was the figure of Yonni Budosko of the middle ghost tribe. He was in the Budosco family, said to be the shortest of the ghost tribes, and Solm appreciated that he was the only one who could see the big picture without being flushed by emotions.

"What idea do you have?

"I don't know. But I don't think Tarvo would have any idea and sincerely disagree with your son's words."

Solm decided to see Tarvo again in those words.

Talvo's words sounded full of anger, but his expression remained the same as usual, and he didn't seem to be rampant.

(Tarvo seldom changes his expression, but still something is wrong. Lord Yonni also has a point. So, see how things are going now…)

Sorum nodded small at Yonni, quietly returning his near-raised hips.

Ray beside Luna was baffled by this situation.

Not that I have a lot of information, but Luna told me that the Great Ghost tribe Tarvo deserves to be trusted, and if the Medium Ghost tribe runs wild, I was thinking of asking Tarvo and Solm to make a mistake.

With that tarvo rampage, Ray gets confused.

(Talking about Luna meant Lord Tarvo could be trusted. That's why... I guess that means Teng himself, who took the child's life, can't be forgiven... but I never thought I'd disagree so clearly with Luna, the son of the moon... but it's weird. The ghost tribe should be worshipping the Son of the Moon. Otherwise, you can't keep running through the night...)

Ray's confusion elsewhere. Tarvo stood before him.

"I don't think this man defeated my son Orvo in a grand battle."

That's what I said and set up the giant axe that was bracketed on my back.

"Fight Non! Show me the power that defeated my son!

Luna hastily said, "Lord Talvo. Can't you believe my words!" and tried to get in between.

"I don't mean to disobey your son's words, but I'm not convinced this white magician is real."

That's what I said and stepped forward.

Something like a struggle overflowed from Talvo's body, and the Unos, Ray's escorts, pulled out their swords.

Ray rushed to a one-touch situation and said, "Mr. Uno. Don't get your hands on me!" and gave instructions not to lay a hand on Ashley and Stella, who had refrained further behind.

"There's no reason why we have to fight. Could you lower your weapon, please?"

I tell him as calmly as I can, but Tarvo leans over with an axe, feeling like no questions asked.

"If you're going to see the power, I will," he said, and the great ghost tribe Yesperi Mayuri tried to come forward. He was in Orvo's deputy position, but was not able to fight with Orvo because he was given the task of escorting Luna. He regretted it.

Talvo fought with the white sorcerer as he did, and in case he was to lose Talvo, he tried to take his place when he was to lose the Lord twice.

"I don't give a shit, Yesperi!" and Tarvo drinks. And proclaimed it not only for Yesperi, but for all the Ghost Warriors.

"This is a battle between Nontarvo Kronvar and the White Mage! I won't let anyone get their hands on me! Yesperi! You keep an eye on the others!

Even the ghost elites will be unable to move into its power.

Ray desperately thinks of a way to open it, but I can't think of one.

(What am I supposed to do? Do I really have to fight? If it's only compelling, I can't beat Mr. Hamish... if it's coming from the front...)

As he feels, Tarvo was also excellent as a warrior.

Talvo, who is sixty years old, but the struggle emanating from a nearly four-melt giant that was forged made him feel like he had no shade with Hamish Markat, a first-degree mercenary. In fact, the axe technique cultivated over the years of training is higher than that of his son, Orvo, and exceeds level sixty.

Ray, whose magician level is only forty-four, was not an opponent who could fight from the front.

"I'm not telling my sorcerer opponent to fight with a spear," he says, packing up more time.

Ashley instantly understood Talvo's prowess as he watched high-level mercenaries in the Marcut Mercenary Corps. And I'm in a hurry when there's no winning shot at Ray for Talvo's enormous fighting spirit.

(Even if he is not as good as his father, he is definitely a warrior comparable to Lord Gareth and Lord Zenga. Even though I can use magic, if the time is near, they will kill me instantly......)

In her view, she was the bearer of comparable strength to the captain of the most squadrons above level eighty, Gareth Ayling, and the captain of the second squad, Zenga Ormiga.

Stella beside her realizes Tarvo is not killer and tells her about it.

"I don't see a killer by the name of Tarvo. What does that mean?

Ashley was surprised by the words, but once again stared firmly at Tarvo.

"Sure, it's a great fight, but it's not killer. Lord Uno, what do you think?"

"I don't see the killing spirit either. But that great ghost tribe is dangerous. Whether the five of us can take down even if we hang at the same time. I was wondering if that axe would even be hard to replace."

On a level, the Unos are higher, but their offense is one that competes with a trick that takes advantage of speed, and it's hard to defeat a Grand Ghost Warrior with an august endurance in one stroke. Furthermore, the enemy's weapon is a huge axe that even Ogi is likely to be able to crush, and even if he gets an axe instead of Ray, they will both be slaughtered and killed without any obstacles.

"Mm-hmm. But I can't figure out that you're not willing to kill. Do you have any thoughts?

Ashley's impatience was slightly weakened when she said that Stella and Uno had no sense of killing. However, the other person's thoughts were unreadable and perplexing, but gradually Tarvo's thoughts became clear.

"I see. Does that mean the man is a true leader?" If... "

Ashley stood beside Ray when she whined so,

"Lord Talvo's wish, grant him. There is also Lord Elise and Lord Ione here. If you do everything you can, you won't die."

I usually find it uncomfortable that Ashley actively recommends stopping.

"If you take that axe blow, you won't be able to prevent it with my snow clothes."

That's what Ashley explains in a whisper.

"Lord Talvo is challenging the battle to make you recognise a ghost tribe. If I show you all I can do, you'll convince me. So use the magic of Thunder" Gone "from the beginning. If you take that, you can't die if you're a great ghost."

I questioned the word to make myself admit it for a moment, but I immediately understood what she was trying to say.

(Does Mr. Talvo mean he's trying to get me to prove that I'm really a “white magician”? I can't rely on you... Same as when I played a mock fight with Mr. Hamish on Fonce... no matter how big a ghost tribe I feel thunder tastes bad...)

Although Ray was convinced by Ashley's explanation, he was hesitant to shoot the magic of thunder.

"If a single hit is horrible, call me in bundles. I don't care."

When it came to provocation, it was a tone that didn't make me feel malicious.

Ray gets ready and goes forward.

The ghosts opened their eyes when they came forward without fear of Talvo's fighting spirit.

"This place is small, isn't it? If you want to fight me as a magician, why don't you do it somewhere a little wider?"

That's what I'm forced to say to make a laugh.

"Fine. On the way here, there was about thirty melts of grass. How about on the spot?

After saying that, I turn to Luna and say, "I'm sorry for your son, but I'd like some time now," and bow my head.

Luna couldn't keep up with this development and asked, "Why do we need to fight? Can't you trust my words," he complains.

"Has your son seen the end of my son Orvo? Are you sure this man took a ride with his grandson?"

I almost said, "Well, that's... but Ray is..." and Ray blocks it.

"These people are warriors. So I don't think you're convinced it's real unless you fight it."

That's what I said, clapping my shoulders, and laughing, "I don't think I need it either, but I think Ash needs it," he said.

Luna could only snort at his uncomfortable appearance.

About a hundred and fifty melts down south was a square about thirty melts in diameter. By the way, there are fallen trees, but I didn't have the impression that the dead grass fell in the snow or the scaffolding was bad.

Ashley orders the Unos to place the magic props of the lights.

Around it were those who were the lords of the ghosts, and an impromptu arena was created.

The two confront each other about twenty melts apart.

"You sure you want to shoot the magic first?

"There are no two words," Tarvo replied, slowly casting a spell.

"God of light (Lucidus), who commands all the light of the world. Gather the holy power of your family, the Spirit of Light, and give me the spear of the Thunder Emperor, the Thunder Gone..."

The power of the Spirit of Light fills the midnight forest. Particles of light gather around him, and the spirits of darkness dance to surround it even more. Fantastic sights spread through the woods.

"... I will not give my life to you at that price. Burn down my enemies! Thunderbolt!"

At the next moment, the whole square emits bright white light and the roar of a van shakes the air.

With no idea what happened but the Rays, once again the square is wrapped in the pale light of the lighted demonic props.

"Dear Tarvo!" Yesperi's voice echoed, and everyone turned to where Tarvo stood.

There was a figure of Tarvo poking one knee and supporting his weight with a huge axe.

"Are you okay," Ray hears in a worrying voice. But Tarvo stood up softly when he shook his head gently.

"I don't think Orvo was defeated to this extent. I thought I told you to come with all your might, but to this extent!

Shouting like that, he shakes up his axe and rushes toward Ray.

(I dropped the output, but I can't believe I can get up...)

Ray is amazed at the remarkable endurance of the Great Ghost Clan and delays in responding.

When I realized it, Tarvo's giant was imminent in front of me, and I hurriedly set up a love spear white horn (Albumcorne).

A double-edged axe weighing 20 kg (kilograms) is swung down, 50 cm (semel) across the blade with a single drink of "slow!".

Ray avoided it with a piece of paper, tried to roll out the spear, but screamed that his instincts were dangerous and jumped to the side.

Immediately afterwards, a huge axe passes to pay for the horizontal wax where he was. Tarvo pulled the axe down forcefully with its power, paying it aside.

The attack did not do any harm, and if you lost your mind, your body was threatened with amputation.

(I am totally willing to kill you. The atmosphere changed. You didn't like what I did?

In the meantime, the axe strikes like a storm. But the attack was not as accurate as I thought.

(Mr. Hamish and Mr. Zenga's attacks were more accurate. Maybe there's something wrong with the lightning magic somewhere in my body... Either way, if it hits me, I'm not hurt badly. We need to do something to open it...)

Ray's predictions were roughly true.

Tarvo was angry at Ray's maneuvers. Further axed by the magic of thunder, both arms have been paralysed and only a distant attack has been made on his original movements.

Initially, he was either dying of Ray's magic or ready to die. It was meant to be debated by Ray, after daring to defy Luna, the son of the moon, and speaking for his compatriots who were not convinced at the bottom of their hearts, in order to make the Ghosts acknowledge the existence of a “white sorcerer”.

If as many warriors as Tarvo are magically defeated, the ghosts can only admit that power is everything. He went for it, but Ray did the trick, so everything went to nothing.

"There's no way I can protect your child with an arm like yours! You can't beat an evil god with little wisdom alone. Show me what you're ready for!

Tarvo was a worn out and paralyzed arm, wielding an axe impotently.

Ray understood his thoughts in Talvo's cry. But the idea was something I didn't want to admit to Ray.

"Don't think about being selfish about how well it works if you sacrifice yourself! Luna needs you! Why did you imitate her like you betrayed her trust! You didn't think she'd get scratched!

Ray leaves the anger to roll out the spear. The attack is aimed precisely at the steeple and has not been reduced in any way. He was also angry at what Tarvo did and forgot me.

Enough fierce offensive ensued.

Tarvo doesn't listen to his arms hurt by the magic of thunder, and the attack slowly slows down.

Ray, on the other hand, was physically and mentally exhausted by the fierce offense and continued to attack with a rough breath out.

But the anger they both initially felt was almost gone, and they were beginning to empathize that they were thinking about Luna.

Suddenly Talvo stopped moving. Ray pulls the spear just as well to go with it.

"Bet everything on the next blow. You can call me if you want!

Tarvo swung his axe wide to say just that.

Without responding to it, Ray put up a spear quietly and gathered his magic power on the tip of his ear.

When the tip of Albumcorne begins to shine white, Talvo uses his full strength to wave the axe down.

Ray intercepts without avoiding it.

"Master Ray!" Stella's voice and "Saint Hijiri" you! "Luna's voice echoes in the square.

The moment Talvo's axe and Albumcorne collided, the light grew louder and he couldn't look directly at it.

The sound of Don makes a wooden spirit in the square.

When the light subsided, the two warriors were confronted as they stood, but Talvo's axe was only patterned and the blade portion was pierced behind the ray.

"Brilliant, White Mage Hall," Tarvo said, slowly falling. His right shoulder was pierced by Albumcorne.

Ray accidentally poked his one knee because the tension was resolved, but immediately pulls through the spear and hangs a healing magic on Talvo.

Though the wound itself is deep, it is not in a position to be fatally wounded, and his magic immediately heals it all.

In the meantime, the warriors of the great ghost tribe who had been groaning said, "Dear Tarvo!" He rushed over at the same time, screaming.

"Master Tarvo," Yesperi stuffs to Ray, "but Tarvo, whose wounds heal, controls it.

"No problem," he says, bowing his head toward Ray.

"Lord White Mage, no, Lord Ray. You are exactly a thousand warriors. It is not strange for you to defeat my son Orvo and cross the wilderness of despair."

Without responding to it, Ray stared firmly into Tarvo's eyes.

"What you tried to do is wrong. I appreciate you trying to get me to admit it, but the most important thing you have to think about is Luna. Don't ever do anything to betray her trust again."

Ray was afraid that Luna's mind was unstable.

In addition to the influence of Vanitas, I sympathize with it by mouth in the incident in Luberna, but because I have assumed that it is not really understood.

"I'm going to take any punishment for that spoiled"

Ray explodes more anger into the word.

"I don't know anything! Luna doesn't want that! There's no way she wants to punish you! How can you not know!

Tarvo is puzzled by his sword curtain.

"What can I do..."

Ashley answered the words.

"I want you to see Luna as one person. She is lonely. Now is the time to have Ray, but I want you to treat him as a trustworthy companion, not as a godly being"

Luna was in tears at Ray and Ashley's words.

(These two understood. That I'm lonely... I've finally figured out what I was scared of too. Yes, I was afraid to be alone. So I couldn't be honest......)

Ione was kneeling and weeping beside Luna.

She felt Ray had taught her what she needed to do.

(My son, no, Luna didn't want me to be a "servant". I wanted a trustworthy companion... I don't know if I can be. But I'm going to try...)

The spirits were dancing and blessing them.