Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

Bones and scales.

Legendary Giant Dragon, Red Emperor Dragon Wreck.

All the others returned to scorched earth, to the same burnt earth, burnt out of blood and flesh.

Nobody talks about anything.

Silent, climbing over huge ribs.

Far from the meadows, the wind crosses.

Only Ishur saw that.

"Are you looking at the wind"

A man walking next door calls out.

"As always, you are."

Ishr is a poet.

A girl walking in front turns around and says:

"... right in front of you, with all this spectacularity"

When the man smiled at the girl and hammered her, he continued to tease Ishl.

"All the bards and clowns in this world will only see this stunning view. Yet you...

just think of the wind blowing the meadows far away. "

Salomon spread his hands wide and beautiful, and that's what he told him to sing.

……

Ishur shut up and looked up at the young king of beauty.

His back length is about half as high as his head.

"Oh, yeah, but this is the wind I was watching."

The wind that has crossed the meadow has now blown to them.

Petra narrowed her eyes to that early summer breeze and said uncommonly and quietly.

"Let's accept that suggestion, concubine."

"Phew."

In the wind, I heard a laugh.

It's from the guy next door.

... the air changes.

"I've been free lately."

It's not exactly like Petra's heavy statement, it's a pleasant voice.

Salomon meditates on one eye.

"Totally, I was having a boring day.... How about that!

And he slowly spread his hands.

"Not once in a millennium, there's such a great stage"

So I lost my temper, or Salomon's laughter burst.

"Ha ha."

It was beautiful as the god Eliuka exhaled, a devilish, horrible prank laugh, and appearance.

Ishur shrugged her shoulders and gave her a pulling grin.

In those eyes I could even see the ironic, no, color of despair.

... no dashi. Everything is broken, both Petra's plan and my ambition to invite just the two of us.

Salomon says, "I want to play."

With me, Petra and the ministers of the two kingdoms, with tens of thousands of soldiers.

Set this mountain of treasure on stage.

Around 10,000 troops and neighboring lords, Salomon, King of the Holy King of Orst, who took the heavy ministers and placed them on the ground, and the deputy of Henrik, King of the Kingdom of Ladis, whose daughter, Princess Petra, arrived almost simultaneously.

It was only a short while ago that there was a historic, dramatic encounter between the two.

Petra, who protruded single-ridden aboard Isla Marido's manipulated white horse, before she reunited with Ishur, Salomon's subordinate had already made contact with him.

"This is going to be fun. Right, Ishr?

When Salomon raised his voice of admiration to Petra's porcine processes, he said to Ishur to look and whisper.

……

I don't believe it. Is this happening?

Ishur looked up to heaven again and was struck by a sense of despair.

... I only have a feeling of turmoil.

Eventually, from the fortress under construction in the Kingdom of Ladis, several horseback rides appeared to chase the Petra.

One met the other day, Lordo Kubade, and one other wizard and one civilian......

"That one."

Ishur looked at the magician and narrowed his eyes slightly. My lips get slightly distorted.

I see, this Petra herself appearance will be the result of her wasting time on Henrik, but Henrik, worried about such a daughter, can't wait to see, is that Henrik has put a powerful magician on her escort.

The Wizard who follows Petra from the rear was that Paola Pierca. She should still have been in Balstal, but was she returning to the King's Capital for any reason?

And the other rider is also the familiar wise man, Rusla Nicebald.

It hurts to be without Marya, but with Rusla, we'll manage to get along with Salomon as well.

Back of Salomon is refrained by Mira's twin brothers, Ruffizuo and Romeo. Those two have accompanied Salomon as auxiliaries.

Salomon anticipated this development in the middle of nowhere, or the Kingdom of Ladis got information that moved Petra as quickly as possible, and came in formation and haste, for example.

... now we have all the actors. The stage is a treasure of the century, the carcass of the too rare Red Emperor Dragon.

"Ishl ~"

Petra's distracted voice grows louder and louder.

The usual fluent voice smiles and at the same time is horrible.

Don't let that looseness of hers bother you only this time. You mustn't get caught in that air. Salomon is next door. He is the best plotter on the continent. I can't show you the gap.

... or is that Petra's on purpose or something?

His plain words and actions are almost “pretentious," acting. How clever the contents are. That's the only place he looks like a father.

Or so it's always a hassle...

"Lord Ishur, I didn't expect to see you here."

Ira on the horse smiles in full bloom.

"Good girl."

Petra didn't wait for Ira, and as she got off her horse as she rolled herself off, she ran toward Ishl.

"Ishur!

Silver tiara in a pure white silk dress. It's the usual outfit. Give me your hands and come towards me like a little child.

and he jumped and hugged me right in front of Ishl.

"Wow."

"Ishur ~, you surprised me ~"

...... you petra. My hair tickles my nose head. But it's been a long time, it smells good.

"I didn't expect you to fly this far and kill the Red Emperor Dragon."

I'm in the mood for Petra's face looking up.

"That's right, Ishr. Way to go."

"Oh."

"Did you see that from his land, even though you were in the underground temple?

Petra's "Did You See It" refers to the other day, the enormous magical light emitted by the Red Emperor Dragon and the large group of Fire Dragons.

"The underground temple? Were you there? [M] I'd love to hear that, too. … We'll have seats later."

From the side, I heard glossy tenor.

Salomon smiles and mutters, "Underground temple hey......" etc.

... he hasn't received a report of our expedition to the underground temple in Brektas yet.

"Whoa."

Petra had no cowardice there and exclaimed in the wind that she had first noticed Salomon.

"I apologize for this. It's the first time I've seen you, Lord Salomon."

She walked away from Ishur, and when she got down to the ground a little, she put her right hand against Salomon's chest and dropped her hips to show.

... Hmm. You're not just smiling, you're quite grand.

"This time as soon as my father, the concubine, came to the land in the name of Henrik. There's one thing I'd like you to do."

Welcome, Lord Petra.

The opposing Salomon also shook his cape with a refreshing windy grin and slightly lowered his hips with his left hand against his chest.

That's not what Salomon looks like, such as bowing his head. The person he lowers his head (Kobe) to is about Ultrawolo, the chief cleric of the diocesan church, on this continent.

Salomon's gaze at Petra from the side does not reveal the color of contempt. These eyes are more of a favor. Unexpectedly, however, the colours of tension and vigilance appear to mix slightly.

... Is there any kind of separation in Salomon? Are you telling me you're feeling scared for this girl?

"No. But I didn't expect to see you here, the greatest masterpiece of the continent, the great king"

And, Petra makes a grown-up face and seems to be it, a boring compliment to the outing.

"No, no, I'm the one who's so happy to see such a cute person"

Salomon also hides his heart in a smile and continues to greet him as he had been modeled. and

"But most importantly, I envy the intimate attitude you show Ishl... You're close, very"

I turned my gaze on this one, and I've set it up fast.

"What... ugh, um. Yes, it is. Concubine and Ishr are in a special relationship."

So Petra revealed her agitation, and said, turning her face bright red.

"Phew..."

... I've been holding you hard, didn't I aim for you? Wasn't it a rush or something to show off to Salomon?

But why can you illuminate there, be shy? The girl's heart really, can't read......

Ishur shrugged her shoulders as she sighed small.

"Hehe, Ladis' princess is pathetic. I think I can get along."

Salomon put his hand on Ishur's shoulder there. And whispered in his ear.

... Yes. Just like you, like a close friend.

Normally, a king of a nation would not let such a broken trick be seen in public.

Petra still doesn't even look like a child. Sometimes you might hug Ishl or do something that involves your identity. But Salomon is not.

Around there are aristocrats and squires from both countries, and in the slightly further north and south hills, each fort is under construction, and many husbands work. There is the gaze of the nearby, the distant, the countless.

"I'll take care of Ishur a lot, too. One of my best friends."

Salomon said in a deafening, familiar voice.

"Mm, mmm."

Petra holds both hands and groans in a small voice.

I can't help but compete for that intimacy between the two of them over Ishl. To them, Ishur is a being with at least two divine magic instruments, wind and gold, and thus a rare power that slaughtered the Red Emperor Dragon.

... but this, Salomon is playing. I deliberately get caught up in Petra's blatant boast and enjoy myself with a sense of game, something like that?

"That's a bad sign..."

Ishur shrugged her shoulders again and squeaked in her mouth so that no one could hear her.

"What's wrong with you? Ishl."

There is strength in Salomon's hand that grabs his shoulder.

"You're not well."

Salomon turning his demonic gaze right next to him.

He also has a small voice, whispering.

"Enjoy yourselves."

That sounded just Ishur.

"Whew, more ishl than that. Malefiore is safe. He's dead."

Petra also looked at me with a loss and talked to Ishl.

She steamed back as much as she had just said and has taken a step further. Somehow, I was sensing that Malefioa was doomed.

"Are the Maryas still on the ground? Sooner or later, he was informed of the strangeness of the Great Mountains around the recalled Spirit, and hurried through the sky, relative to the Red Emperor Dragon, feeling it."

Ishur stared at Petra's face.

... that exact view is probably due to Rusla. The first discoveries were made by local woodcutters and hunters who were in the mountains.

……

Ishur was quick there and now turned his face to Salomon.

His air has changed.

Salomon had a hard look on his face. It didn't look very "playing".

"Did you destroy Malefioa?"

The whining was directed at itself, not at the Ishurs.

After the dramatic encounter between Salomon and Petra, a brief meeting was held on the spot following the introduction of the heavy ministers who had brought them with each other, once again turning in Ishur at night, with a dinner party by both factions.

Salomon quickly fixed his mood and flirted with the Ishurs by showing a refreshing attitude again. Petra even seemed to enjoy the conversation with him, without being afraid of Salomon at all.

Ishur invited the two of them in their free time to dinner and led them to the giant carcass of the Red Emperor Dragon covering the meadow. The three of us continued to have a discussion and planned to convince the two of our thoughts on the spot of neatly bisecting the mountain of treasure in front of us.

Petra immediately agreed with Ishur, but Salomon was surprised or disagreed.

"Ishur, this is a big deal. As you think, it won't be easy."

On the giant bone of the Red Emperor Dragon, Salomon said to comfort Ishur, who drops his disappointing shoulder.

"In addition to the Great Cleric of Fire, the Great Cleric of the Moon is on his way here in the name of the Chief Cleric. That red emperor dragon is dead. As soon as they arrive, prayer by the Cathedral Church takes place. We will officially discuss what to do with this mountain of treasure later."

"Oh, I see. I can't help it."

and Petra.

……

Ishur looked at Salomon and Petra, both of their faces in awe.

... Right. The Red Emperor dragon has perished. The Church is the seal of the soul of the Red Emperor Dragon, or an ambush must be carried out. Neither Salomon nor Petra can ignore that, the will of the Church.

Apart from military, strategic aspects, the Church will also want some of the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon.

And sure, the temple chief of the moon now...

"I'll miss you too."

Salomon said with a grin.

"The Great Cleric of the Moon was Carno Barriole, and the Great Cleric of Fire was replaced by Decio Buniel last month"

"Eh."

The previous temple chief of the Moon God, Vandro Elettore, was revealed to have been a king and lost his legs, and the restored temple chief of Crembel, Carno Barriole, returned to the Holy Capital, attacking him later. I have heard about that for a long time, but I did not know that Desio Buniel, a righteous sacramental cleric who once fought Bionato together, became the temple head of the Fire God......

Ishur looked surprised, keeping the two faces in sight.

Desio was a brilliant priest, but at that young age he became a high priest and head of the temple of the Lord Temple of Fire.

"See you later."

Now Petra smiled with a meaningful smile.

"Damn, you left the Maryas in the middle basin, didn't you? By now, we'll be in King's Landing, and we'll be on our way here."

"Oh, uh"

I didn't forget about that......

Ishur turned his gaze far west into the sky.

"Ishur should stay in the land for a while and wait for the Maryas to come after him."

Petra said slightly there.

"Damn it, that face, why don't you contact them with anything yet? I don't know if it will arrive well, but I'd rather have it out in a letter. We don't even know what's going on. We're worried."

"Ugh, yeah"

... I thought about it once, trying to get in touch with the Spirit of the Wind by recalling him.

But we have to recall the spirits who know the faces of Mary, Rifia and Mira, and it's a little difficult because we don't know exactly where they are right now and where Petra is returning to the King's Capital, as Petra says. Some spirits, such as Nayal, leave their names on parchment, so they should be able to designate them and re-summon them, but they are all highly capable and habitual, and why not just call them in liaison roles?

Until Salomon and Petra came out, the situation wasn't persecuting. I guess Ronnica also has the strength, but the spiritual escort of the earth had an excellent sense of stability and did not feel the need to recall the spirits of other lineages.

Earlier today, you should summon about another spirits of other lineages, but I don't feel comfortable using that spirits to contact the Maryas. It is the Great Spirit who summons.

Some of the members of the Royal Ladis side who have followed Petra include Rusla Niesbaldo as a military teacher. His covenant spirit, Obake (Uggu), is perfect for a liaison. Let's write to the Maryas later and ask Rusla.

Besides, I won't let them know anything, then I'm more scared of the aftermath than to take it for justice. It would definitely piss me off. I'm sure I can abuse you. Surely Petra's right, and she'll be worried. It's better to keep these things right.

"Then it's up to you. Let's have fun until we have all the actors."

Salomon grinned and tilted his neck.

The most noble son of the Holy Kingdom was in a great mood.

... He said he had "boring days". Last year, I have shattered my heart in the stability of national politics from a situation of civil unrest alike to the throne. That would have been an easy thing, from Salomon. It was an uninteresting, barren day.

That's where this important thing came in. Comfort the boredom from him, it must have been a good opportunity. I'm not the only opponent, there's Petra, the princess of the Kingdom of Ladis. Rusla and Paola Pierca would also be irresistible to him.

Enjoy the thrilling rush at its best, which could be the worst war, could be a one-touch situation......

It would have been an excellent, leisurely pastime for Salomon.

"Well, it seems impossible to decide now"

When Ishur exhaled, he made a soothing face.

"I have no choice. Well, let's talk about it until Mr. Carno and Maryas arrive."

Then he went on to look around at Salomon and Petra's face, and said no, in a weak voice.

Then, in his free time to the evening dinner party, Ishur caged himself in a tent dedicated to him in front of the Red Emperor Dragon's carcass, erected on the west side, and wrote up a letter addressed to Marya, Mira, Refia, and Frid Randell, captain of the Malefiore crusade. Then in the evening, when the sun set, I went out of my tent and secretly, trying to avoid the eyes and turned to my back.

The hustle and bustle of people is wrapped around signs of the standing of many soldiers and spouses in both countries. The castle of the Kingdom of Ladis to the north and of the Holy King of Orst to the south is under way.

The sun is about to fall and the east sky sinks dark, and the mountains stretching north and south shine red.

I hear wild birds roaring in the distance.

... I'm concerned about the number of people...

You should summon another Spirit who can use it. If it's true, I'd love to try the summons of the Spirit of Fire, but this place patiently summons the Spirit of that Wind, the most suitable for this situation.

Ishur took a small leather bag out of his jacket pocket and pulled out a nicely folded parchment from inside.

There were once the names of the great spirits of the wind they had summoned, where the records of names were kept in the literature and so forth.

Carlitos Alruzzari, a powerful spirit who fought the Red Emperor Dragon together in Kusim. He said she was a close samurai of the wind god Yveda, Nayarlushk Bartudshek, a woman of high pride. And Claudios Hess, three of the same wind god Yveda's closest samurai and player.

Of these three, who are the most useful spirits in the present situation? That's a clear story.

……

Ishur dropped his eyes on a piece of paper and, for one thing, inhaled his breath heavily.

and Lorca looked out of the grass bushes nearby at that time. Because it was made of dirt, but it stretched out of the ground and looked up at Ishur's face silently.

Ishur silently put his hand on Lorca's head and smiled, staring at the sunset sky far away.

... Even when I summoned him before, it was now.

Strictly calling the name of the Great Spirit, spinning the spell of summons.

"It's Yveda. If you will, send me Claudius Hess Querrelbus, the Great Spirit of the Wind. Show that to this long world."

At the next moment, a glimmer of wind blew and the red-dyed sunlight swayed.

The magic of the wind shines over his head, tying a translucent statue.

"Long time no see, Sword Palace"

Calm down, the voice of a discerning platter of men descends.

A long-lasting man with an intelligent, tasteful face, dressed loosely with a toger.

"Oh, Klau. Long time no see."

I jumped into this troublesome rush myself, or got caught up in it with no response. This is the only spirit that seems to help me the most to crack this situation open.

"I need your elaborate brains, something like that."

Ishur looked up at the crow floating in the universe, with a grown-up grin he usually wouldn't show.

... even if it's elaborate, it's for the Spirit's sake.

"Just, hey, I might also ask for some unpleasant roles. Let's explain the situation."

Ishur slightly distorted the grin on his face.

The area is bright as day with countless bonfires burning. The night sky hides the brilliance of the stars and sinks into deep darkness.

Between the flames of the bonfire, many servants and guards can be seen.

"Ishur, are you okay? I don't mind."

From the left I hear a beautiful young man's unbeatable beauty in his appearance.

He lifted a finely decorated carved, crystal cup.

The sweet aroma of fruit liquor blurs the tip of Ishur's nose.

"Bye. From what I've seen, the spirits seem strong enough to keep an eye on you, and you can drink as much as you like without worrying about it. Leave no one in my kingdom or in the holy kingdom, such as the unruly ones who seek to harm Ishur."

Next thing you know, from the right, the voice of a healthy girl sounds.

How can you be so magnificent when you're still young that you can't beat the man across the street?

… It is not ironic, in a way, to decide that there is no one to harm me, even on the part of the Holy King, another country.

"Hehe, but Lord Petra is quite a rapper, a fun guy. This is a delightful miscalculation. Neither did I."

Salomon smiled a demonic smile and let Petra lift the glass as well.

"If I'm with you, it'll be a fun dinner tonight"

Would his "rap and fun" still be ironic, too? Well, I'm sure this guy surprisingly likes Petra.

No, these court aristocrats are sorry if they don't put subtle sarcasm into the conversation.

... This is the kind of trouble I have.

But this is also a form of beauty. These people have been taught that this is an attentive conversation technique so that they can use sarcasm or some sort of semantics in their resignation.

……

Ishur filled his cup silently, and when he drank up the fruit water of non-alcohol, he looked over at Salomon and Petra in front of him, and the faces that lay ahead.

Behind one of the salomons, next door were the twins of the Duke of Dielard family, Ruffizuo and Romeo, followed by the Baron of Ortland, Magda Perino the Mage, the ignorant Knights of the Diocese of Ischru and the Mages of the Court, and the Civilians, and on the side of Petra were the Counts of Kubeid, Rusla Niesbaldo, Paola Pierca, and Isla Marido, followed by the neighboring lords and Knights who still knew no name or face.

They also continued to have similar suggestive conversations with the face-to-face.

As Salomon and Petra pointed out earlier, Ishur was the only one not drinking in this seat, as were Paola and Magda.

Wizards and swordsmen should refrain from drinking depending on the circumstances, but it may be rude to be advised to drink in these seats and say no.

But Ishur didn't let that happen.

The one who doesn't know how to be polite, I don't care if they think you're solid. I never got over caution. Petra still doesn't know what kind of "prank” Salomon is going to set up.

It seems unlimited unlikely, but in case the Moon God shows up again.

"Hmm."

When I realized it, Salomon was staring sideways.

"But I envy you...... Are you still in a tough place to fight?"

Salomon's gaze jumped over Ishur, and behind it, he was directed toward the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon.

This evening's supper was held outdoors in front of Ishur's tent.

Were you looking to perform this from the edge, the Holy King's side prepared fine tables and chairs, arranged over the grass bushes in the front of the tent.

To the east and west, on the north side of the table and chair arranged in a single bottle, the Kingdom of Ladis was seated on the south side, and the Holy King was forced to sit in the upper seat on the east side, the so-called birthday seat.

Many maids and knights from both countries were distributed around them, and the dogma brought by Salomon boosted the feast.

The season is early summer. The night breeze across the meadows was pleasant, and the brilliant, burning bonfire flames stained the darkness over his head with warmth. Many salaries went and the laughter of the attendees echoed. As it was at the end of the one-way event, he moved on to bickering while drinking and exchanging drinks.

"Well, just because it's a feast seat doesn't necessarily mean we have to have a fun story,"

Salomon's gaze is directed from Ishur to Petra.

"Let me tell you something very interesting for us tonight. To my friend, Ishr."

"Eh."

... I haven't heard anything. What the hell did Salomon do...

"What I have heard is the backdrop of the invasion of the Kingdom of Radice in the United Kingdom. Especially with your eyes."

... or that.

The war against the United Kingdom is already known to the countries of the continent in its details. I am sorry that the group of urban states in the Mediterranean, which are bustling with the United Kingdom, are not human resources.

Ishur glanced sideways at Petra and Rusla for a moment and let Salomon snort at him.

"Fine."

"Especially when you fought the Grand Duke of Olura, the siege of the Balstal Castle Line, and I want to know how it worked."

"Yes."

Just what I want. I have sporadically interacted with many nobles, royalty, and church greats. Now we know all sorts of things about the authority and power of this continent.

Now I know exactly what to tell and what not to tell and keep a secret.

……

Slightly behind me, I felt signs of Crowe.

Instructs him to observe and remember my own escort and the faces and names, identities and personalities of those who line this banquet, especially those on the side of the Kingdom of Radice. On the side of the Holy King, there are already many people he knows.

The signs of Crowe are approaching may be in my mind to convey and advise on something.

But that's not necessary. In previous life, as a single member of society, I have experienced countless things in organizing content and speaking in public in an easy way. Incidentally, the occasions in which such abilities are required are not so frequent, except in this world, in times, some merchants and clerics.

Ishur quickly turned his head when he grinned, leaving the Holy City and beginning to talk in turn about how he had acted since he came to terms with the heinous reports of the invasion of the United Kingdom in Olivas.

For example, once back in the Sacred Capital, he secretly traveled from Chelia's shop, which had opened a magic shop in the Tower of the Wizard of the Royal Castle, to Frontera at once, and told him that he had used the sword of the wind in his battle with Yuri Olura. I didn't tell you that the face of the Grand Duke behind the Spirit God mask was just like me.

We talked about turning her into a general in order to make Petra, one of Henrik's daughters, a great success, and starting north with a hundred unmounted sub-units, but not about dealing secretly with the captive Count Drasen of the Grand Duchy of Olura at the Count Avenis residence the day before that.

"But I didn't expect to suddenly drop Carnas Castle on the North Line."

Salomon was also well aware of the Balstal Castle Line, far from the Holy Kingdom.

"It looks like you."

It is not easy to ascend from the foot (foot) at once to attack and break the castle at the top of the mountain, but also within the fortress line, striking a wedge, etc., without isolated forces against the enemy.

That was only possible because of Ishur's power, and because of his basic knowledge of siege tactics.

"Heh, heh."

So Petra stretched her usual chest and said in a proud face.

"Because Ishur is also smart. The treasure of my kingdom."

... Whew.

Do you want to do it in front of Salomon? Am I going to say that?

Petra says in a naive, bright and pleasant tone, but my position is very subtle for both countries.

The words and actions…….

Unexpectedly swinging her gaze to the left and right, Rusla does not break the smile that hides her true heart, but Count Kuvade and Paola Pierca have blue faces on their faces.

And on the side of the Holy King, Ruffizuo looks at Petra with his eyes narrowed, and Romeo looks like a snack or something. The lower seats of the other two countries are all frozen in their expressions.

"No, Ishr is really great. What do you say? Will you take that story again, the position of“ General Superintendent ”of my Holy Kingdom?

"Become!"

... Salomon's smile is too dazzling.

How horrible. Oh, my God.

"" That's right, Gunkan "? What, that's"

Hip.

I hear Petra's surprise (a lot) from the side, low voice.

Ishur was the last time I froze my whole body.

After dinner by the two heads of state, Rusla moved fast.

When they all took their seats, finishing their greetings and leaving the table, Salomon was held back by Petra, accompanied by Isla, Paola Pierca for Ruffizuo and Romeo, and Count Kubeid for the Baron of Ortland, so that no one could approach Ischl. Magda Perino, a demon mentor with salomon, could not leave the side because of her master's escort.

"So, what's the story?

Rusla approached Ishur secretly and heard him in a hurry to greet him for the reunion with a low voice.

"Oh, this first"

When Ishur took the smaller roll of paper (scroll) out of his nostrils, he shook it in front of Rusla's eyes to show it.

"Ask Mr. Rusla's Spirit to give me this letter."

Ishur asked Rusla to carry a letter to Hippolu, below the captain's frid, to the main magicians of the Malefioa Crusade and to a joint name.

"... I don't know where the Maryas are right now."

"When the Crusaders return to the King's Capital, we have made arrangements to tell them that we have made our way to the land for now."

Rusla said that far and clouded the words, "But…".

"Around the king's capital, it's too far away, and Hippolu's loads are heavy."

"Oh, I see"

If you ask me, there is a considerable distance from this village of Soneto, close to the East Mountains, to the Medium Basin and the Ladislaus of the Wang capital. In coarse spirits, even the wind lineage may be harsh.

"Right......"

Rusla said to put her face down and think for a little while.

"Let's take a little while tomorrow night, let's start with Frontera."

"Oh, yeah."

This is just the fifth day since defeating the Red Emperor Dragon. Given Hippolu's time to travel too, you might want to let him leave just about that.

Ishur smiled and deposited a letter with Rusla, thanking him.

"So, what was the matter with that great spirit story?

Rusla narrowed her eyes swinging into the bonfire lights, listening even more silently.

After summoning Klau in the evening, Ishur was able to help immediately. The first was to come into contact with Rusla, a military master role on the part of the Kingdom of Ladis, and Ruffizuo and Romeo, the twin brothers of Mira, important associates on the part of the Holy King, to obtain the consent of each of them to the meeting and to coordinate their time.

Ischl informed Klau that he wanted to meet Rusla first and Rufizzo and Romeo next, his desired time, etc., and that later adjustments would be left to him.

So quickly, at the end of tonight's first supper, Rusla spoke up. He handed out people well to keep Salomon and the others out of contact with Ishur first and easily created an opportunity to talk to Ishur alone.

"You hear that I want to distribute the carcasses of that Red Emperor dragon evenly in both countries, without leaving any remorse for each other, right?

"Yes."

Rusla's face mellowed softly.

... this man already knows what my next purpose is.

You know why I stick my neck in this mess and try to be as calm as possible.

Well, that's the same for Salomon and Petra, and I don't care who knows now.

My next target, of course, is the magic fixture of the water, knowing where it is.

"I also speak to the twins of the Duke of Dielard's house in the Holy Kingdom."

"Yeah. You're Lord Mila Dierard's brother, aren't you? I know that very well."

Rusla's smile gets louder.

……

Ishur turned to the top of the Buddha and shut up.

Eh, does this guy even get to you, me?

"Oh, uh, so, the king over there is thriving."

And not if you care about that.

Ishur, for a moment, turned his attention to Salomon, who was bickering with Petra and the others, and immediately resumed his conversation.

"That one knows everything about my situation and the circumstances of each other's country, and he's about to enjoy this festival knowing it. I have my next goal, and I want to get this thing over with."

"Yeah, I know very well. I agree with Mr. Ischl."

... um. I guess so. That's what this guy is.

Ishur nodded one thing to his satisfaction.

"I'll talk to Dielard's twins first. So I'll bridge it to Mr. Rusla, so do me a favor later. I also want you to root for the Holy King's side and sum up everyone's opinions exactly as I think. I'll surround Salomon and poke him up."

"Okay."

"The Great Cleric of the Moon and Fire is on his way here on behalf of the Chief Cleric. Arrival will probably be in about four or five days. I want Salomon to agree by then."

The Cathedral Church would take a neutral position, with no complaints if it received considerable devotion, such as some of the bones of the Red Emperor Dragon, from both royal families. Salomon may be leading the way and working on something for Carno and Desio and others, but if it's a personal connection to them, I have my strengths too. You won't have to worry about it, but in any case, the addition of a third, other force makes things more complicated and not preferable.

It is good to never keep a large number of people by then and to eliminate the gaps that church puts in place. Maryas won't arrive here any sooner than Carno and the others, but if they join us, it'll be another big fuss. Naturally, I would definitely avoid overlapping that doodle.

"Right."

So Rusla's grin turned into something different.

"You may also want to deliberately inform King Salomon that this one is adjusting to those twins"

"What?"

No, I wonder about that......

Rusla's eyes also have a mix of salomon-like prank colors.

Disgusting, disturbing colors.

"Ah, oh."

That's......

Ishur glanced at Rusla's face.

"This is exactly what Salomon wants, isn't it, Mr. Ishl? Why don't you dance here on your palms, as you wish? We have nothing to do until the great priest of the Church arrives."

……

Ishur muttered.

Shit, I knew you were screwed, I am.

"Both those twins, they've been talking. Tomorrow around 2 p.m. (4 p.m.), my brother will be visiting me at the Sword Palace. Apparently, that young king of the Holy King is supposed to meet with the neighboring lords at the same time tomorrow. My brother is supposed to be there."

In front of a tent that is turned into Ishur's Negijo. A crow floating in the night sky opened his eyes to the table where dinner was earlier.

That means that that long table and chair will remain on the spot for a while.

Whenever there is anything at all, sometimes Ishur will cross. The two factions are supposed to pinch that table and have a meeting. Three days later, dinner parties between the two factions are also to be held in the presence of Salomon and Petra and, of course, Ishur. Even after the arrival of Carno and Desio afterwards, there will be an even greater feast. And the Red Emperor dragon is exorcised, and the royal men of Ishur and the two kingdoms are gathered together in one place. As a cathedral church, it will be a great celebration of the descent of the wind god that was there the previous year.

"When the twin brothers have a meeting with the Sword Palace, they are somewhat cautious to inform the King of the Holy King in advance"

"Oh. Thank you, Klau. Then why don't you let me know about it to the military master of the Kingdom of Ladis who was talking to me earlier? Tell him you'll be there."

"Um, okay. Leave it to me."

"I'm sorry. Use the Great Spirit of the Wind as a liaison."

"No. I would be less likely to be found by other spirits and humans to move than the Sword Palace. The Sword Palace is right."

Naturally, I didn't call Klau as just a liaison. We need him to keep abreast of the changes in the situation and advise him as a staff officer not to delay his rush with Salomon and Rusla.

"Bye."

Crowe's figure fluttered, foggy as smoke and disappeared.

"Well, go to sleep"

Historically, after the first dinner party between the two royals in the meadows and a stand-up with Rusla, Salomon and Petra also returned to their ranks after tomorrow to discuss the details.

When Ishur bit down the absenteeism, he headed for his tent. The hexagonal military tent, which has been its own twist over the past few days, is directly in front of the eastern side, right next to the dinner table line.

"... hmm?

When Ishur stood in front of the entrance and exit, there were sudden signs of people moving inside and he popped out.

The canvas instead of the door turns on, and I'm about to bump into a squire boy.

"Radek."

"Oh, excuse me, Mr. Ischl.... Good night."

Radek is a caretaker and squire that the Kingdom of Radis has put on Ishl. A little younger than Romeo, he is a dear boy. By the way, the Holy King's side has a boy of the same age, named Gino, on Ischl.

... It's kind of weird. Not at all. I'm in a hurry.

Ishur turned around and followed the back of a young squire who disappeared into the shadow of the bonfire.

"I don't know"

Ishur went into the tent when one shrugged. Going back there was another squire, Gino, in the dim cantera light.

"Ah, ah. Good night, Mr. Ischl."

Gino also left the tent in a slight panic.

"What?

Ishur leaned down and snapped his neck. I do it without any particular problems with them. If there's any danger, Lorca will tell us.

… I feel a particularly suspicious atmosphere, no?

At that time, suddenly, people jumped out of the simplified bed further back.

And I hugged Ishl.

Nelly's ring doesn't respond.

"Huh?"

Are you a child?...... something small.

"Ishur! My concubine! I've been waiting for you."

"Hey, what!?

Ishur looked down flashly around his belly.

A girl wearing a familiar tiara is holding her arms tight with her hips turned.

"What are you doing, you?"

"Don't you see? I'll have a concubine and bedding with me tonight."

"Huh?"

"This is a great opportunity. Neither is Marya, nor the Rifias. We can't afford to miss this opportunity without a disturber."

Petra, who had a pitch on her belly, stares up.

……

I see, even this brightness makes sense. It's a desperate shape.

"If we stay in the bedroom together overnight, it's one of ours. And then there's the ceremony. No, I'm not saying I don't want to."

... the one called fait accompli? But you still don't think about how I feel or anything like that? It's sad.

"Ishur doesn't like to spend time with his concubine until morning"

And when Ishur now had one unspeakable face, Petra also looked anxious and shook her voice and told her to whisper.

A lot of strength can be put into her hands that are turned lower back and lower back.

"Damn, are you worried about the other women? The concubine doesn't care. I don't care how many lashes you have, but do as Ishur likes. The concubine has a big bowl."

Once again in Petra's eyes, a powerful light dwells.

... you think it's a rush? But no one would say from themselves that the vessel is large, etc.

Well, my expression really changed from time to time, and it's so cute there...

By the way, what happened to Lorca?

The Spirit of the earth summoned by Ishur not only protects the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon, but also leaves his own protection to him.

……

When Ishur raised his gaze from Petra and turned his attention to his surroundings.

Suddenly there were signs of people outside the tent and they broke in.

"Ishur!

Flowing lines of light and darkness illuminated by cantera lights.

One man flips his cape and stands in front of Isul and Petra.

Salomon.

Ishur shrugged.

... a quick move. Did you deliberately use the magic of acceleration?

But why would I even come to you?

"No. This was a dangerous place, Ishr"

Salomon narrowed his eyes and slightly distorted his lips.

"Lord Petra, you mustn't run out. Besides, I didn't expect to buy even our squire."

"Mm, mmm. I went out of my way to hit Rusla and Uncle Kuvade...... Didn't it work?"

Petra waved her arms away from Ishur, turning her direction and relative to Salomon.

……

Ishur desperately felt disappointed to drop her shoulder.

What the hell are these people doing?

"Hmm, Lord Petra. I know how you feel, but I can't leave here either."

"I didn't know Lord Salomon was after Ishur, too. If it's the Holy City, there are as many beautiful boys as there are. Surprised."

Petra looking up, Salomon looking down. The high and low differences are quite a smiling diagram, but the two expressions are serious in themselves.

"Uh, you know what? It's too late for the night..."

Ishur, shut the fuck up.

I'll talk to you later.

Somehow I tried to speak up, and I was blocked from being pissed.

No, how do I feel? That's important, isn't it? Neither of you, I don't feel like it...

"Ishur is wonderful. It's not just because you have the magic of God."

"Mmm, you're right."

"I have no intention of singling him out. Lord Petra. I don't know, first of all..."

... I'm not interested in you. Fine.

Ishur stared at Salomon's neat side from the side. There is a strong light in the eyes of its slice length.

I thought this guy was actually playing, but really serious, is it?

"Whoa."

It's a sign of Lorca.

Signs of dirt spirits approach outside the tent.

... wand sama, hard?

Sounds gently in my heart, her voice.

Lorca appeared with the sound and vibration that at the same time the ground was moving, not moving.

I have something behind me, a mass of soil growing on a man's face.

"Oh, this is"

"Oh, sweet, but mighty Spirit Hall."

"Lorca, what's that behind you?

She's a brunette. I remember seeing it a few times somewhere.

"Hmm, Thelma. Oh, my God, you've been so brilliantly beaten by the Spirit Palace of Ishur."

... Kono human no woman, hidden leno magic angel u. Weird shiikara capture maeta.

At the same time as Petra, Lorca's voice is heard in her heart.

Thelma is ostensibly Petra's maid of honor and a woman with hidden magic equipment.

"I thought you were pretty awesome, but you're shapeless in front of Lorca"

I found out with the magic of the earth in my hand, but being able to spread my senses on the ground and in the ground is a tremendous sensing ability, making it easier and easier to spot the magic of the hidden body.

The sensing power of wind and soil is excellent out of step with other systems.

"Shh, I'm sorry. Petra. Wow, wow, I, I did it, ah, ah, ah. Forgive me."

Thelma is in a hurry and apologizing to Petra for the odd intonation.

From her feet to the base of her neck, she was covered and solidified with dirt and rocks. You resisted a little, he's in a weird pose, like he's dancing with his hands up.

"Hmm. Is this strange samurai the escort of Lord Petra?"

Salomon grins thinly.

……

So Lorca saw Salomon. I first noticed his presence, it seemed like a breeze.

And besides, I turned my face to Petra. I sounded like a human child who could properly hear what I thought. The mouth of dirt opened and a voice came from it.

"The wand samani hands out the citara. No. Watashino Important Nacht"

"Whoops. It's a beautiful day."

Petra sitting next to him made a big stretch.

……

Ishur turned his gaze silently to Petra, sideways.

Rusla next door is also smiling bitterly.

White clouds floating in the blue sky like they fall out. A pleasant breeze coming across the blue meadows.

It's a sunny day like the one I painted.

"Ha, right. This is a really great day."

Romeo, Mira's second brother, sitting opposite the table, hammers with a smile on the outside (softly).

... Sounds like it's stuck, brother.

Me, too. You didn't call me, Petra. Just go home to your own ranks.

Ishur took her gaze off the girl and looked around with a blurred and out-of-the-box look.

Sure, the temperature is a little high, but it's nice weather.

However, the surrounding area is very noisy with many soldier horses gathered, husbands gathered, and castles in progress in both countries in the north and south. To be clear, it's not an atmosphere where you taste the refreshing breeze of the meadows.

There are constant construction sounds around, such as the blowing sound of large and small piles being punched in and the moody screams of wild fat men. Nothing meadows, fresh and vibrant like a city all of a sudden on the pasture, I don't even know if Petra shakes......

I can't go on like this.

If Salomon doesn't finish his conversation at this hour, when he is meeting with his country's lords, he will come and make tea.

Behind him are Radek and Gino, his squire, attached by both royalty, Isla Marido and Selma, escorts of Petra, plus even Paola Pierca. There are also a few behind Romeo, lined up to serve the Dielard family.

This meeting is also put into the calculations to get into Salomon's ear, so I don't mind a lot of escorts and escorts being present, but it doesn't make sense if we don't do it without him.

Salomon needs to know that Rusla and Dielard's twins are in contact and that I'm rooting for them.

As Rusla said last night, I have to dance over Salomon's palm to show it.

If he were satisfied that he was "able to play," "distracted," he would agree to an even distribution of the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon.

I don't want to be in the mood for Salomon or anything, but I just want to avoid having a bad relationship with the royal family of the great powers. More than Salomon and Petra have come out, we can no longer resort to coercion, such as blowing up the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon, or showing off my power and forcing me to give in.

... Besides, we have to avoid the disturbances that occurred in my tent last night, only to be repeated on this occasion again. I'm sorry to get caught up in such a stupid comedy. We need to finish talking to Rusla and Romeo before Salomon gets here.

Ishur raised his mind and told Petra sharply with his gaze.

"Petra. We have something important to talk about. You take it off."

"Important story? So why are you taking your concubine off?"

"Fine. Now you go that way. I'll play with you later."

"Ahhh! Treat your concubine like a child. Isn't it terrible?... Ishl is cold."

Petra softened her expression as soon as she showed it angrily, and now she came out poorly.

"Shall I make my concubine a loser? No way, does Ishur hate his concubine? That's not true."

Petra is also totally playing. I am deliberately wasting my time.

……

Mushu silent Ishur.

... annoying.

"Shh, wow, Ishr, you are. Are you so close to Her Royal Highness Princess Petra"

Something, I feel weird air and I turn my face forward, and Romeo is staring at Ishl in a daze.

"Oh, the Duke of Dierard family. Well, the concubine and Ishr are exceptionally close."

"Hmm...... Really?"

Romeo's eyes are filled with strength, and he stares at Ishur.

"Mr. Ishur, by the way. Don't forget about Mira, but do me a favor.

... The underground temple crusade to Malefioa is also briefly talked about at yesterday's dinner party. That's why Romeo has also put pressure on her sister, Mira, to "say hello" in a different way, knowing that she's doing well and hard work. Seeing you interact with Petra, you must have wondered.

Oh, does this guy make me laugh, too? This one, too, I'd like to make fun of hearing about recent developments with the beautiful sisters I plan to marry them, the same twins Pilsa and Puri, but now that Petra and Rusla are present, you should refrain. Unfortunately.

"Well, Mr. Ishur, I invite Petra to be present here as well. Unfortunately, if Her Royal Highness could move, Salomon would be more pleased."

So Rusla called it a help boat, or he went back to me.

Salomon would love to, too, the one who came out last night talking to him, "You just have to dance on purpose to show it off".

If we romeo this story, the Holy King's family will all cooperate.

Because it is the joy of their king. Salomon is going to enjoy a bunch of plays where I move, Rusla and his ministers move, and the majority manipulation and some sort of rush to each other, like a game.

If everyone plays the dogma and Salomon is satisfied with the result, he will also agree with my idea of bisecting the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon in both countries. Petra has already accepted the matter.

"Then Petra needs your help, too. Decide on the details with Mr. Rusla and Mr. Romeo. Rooted in every face but King Salomon, I will poke him up at dinner the day after tomorrow. I'll do that."

You're the only one who hasn't accepted my proposal to Salomon, and no one else is here.

"Hmm, I see"

Romeo nods small. Their brothers have already been told the approximate circumstances by Klau.

"Oh, okay. A concubine can help. It's getting interesting."

Petra shakes adorably on the outside.

... Well, this is definitely half a play. The king of the holy kingdom is tired of peace.

"Well, good to know the details"

Ishur smiled a powerless bitterness and told Rusla.

... I don't know the technical details of the nobles' negotiations or workmanship. As someone with the magic of God, that would be fine if you tightened it at the end.

Ishur bit down the absenteeism and looked up at the sky blurry.

Really, it's a beautiful day.

There is a roaring noise of night birds in the east woods. There, the sound of firewood cracking from the bonfire mixes.

Somewhere far away, there are signs of drinking noises among the husbands gathered in the castle.

Wind, soil, fire, gold and. Seeing the world's breeze in the night sky.

"You speak to the spirits of the wind that cut your head off, to the Ruffizuos, and to that boy from the Ladis aristocracy, and you work in majorities, right?

The top of the table is covered with a white tablecloth. He sets his elbows on it, lit by the bonfire and stained with warmth, and tells Salomon to whisper in concealment of his licence.

"He of the Kingdom of Ladis is quite a wise man. Skillfully move.... Not bad"

It's late at night. Right now, there are only two people on this scene: Ishur and Salomon.

"But you're not moving at the heart. I wanted to see you dance the most."

Salomon's eyes narrow.

……

For a moment the shivers of the night in the distance felt like they had come down in front of me.

"You're not really interested in the rush of the aristocrats, or politics,"

"Hehe. That unique tone, long time no see."

For tomorrow's second dinner party, I will unite in my opinion all those who were the Lord around Salomon.

Rusla moves quickly and, within his own country, he also plots with the Dielard twins to adjust to the Holy King's side of the throne.

Well, the purpose is to split the remains of the Red Emperor Dragon nicely into two equal parts, so it's not so much an exaggeration as an adjustment or anything.

However, when Salomon's persuasion there, and the entry of the Cathedral Church, is also involved, it is no longer a glimmer.

It's comforting that Petra is agreeing with me, but in the end, it's gonna be me and Salomon.

The mightiest wizard, with immense power, a king who excelled in everything, and the magic equipment of an uncrowned but four gods.

You see, even Salomon can't help but give in to me. Or do you see that Salomon, a rare magician, will miss me? That's the thing.

"You are going to fill my outer moat and settle for dinner tomorrow... Sure, by the time the cathedral guys arrive, it's all better to decide"

"Yes."

... Well, no one would think that way, even if they weren't smart people like this guy.

"But watching you dance is not enough. What can I do to make this place more exciting? … yes, it's more fun and I just need to join the game"

Salomon's eyes narrowed further and sharpened.

"What do you think? Ishl."

All things retreat across the darkness at night and faintly disappear.

The only thing left is a bonfire floating in pitch black.

"No way."

... Are you going to set me up?

"Magda."

Salomon groans briefly.

For a moment, the bonfire flames make noises and burn up.

This unusual air. It's like some kind of junction......

All you have to do is spread the darkness everywhere.

No sign of people's, wild birds', grass trees.

The magic of shaking. That's the line. Those who are outside cannot get close. It is the eighteenth (postcard) of Magda Perino, patron saint of Salomon.

She was lurking behind Salomon in some darkness. Nothing magic, kill the signs.

I didn't realize.

"Gregora, suppress it"

Salomon took his seat, quickly jumping back, pulling out a long sword that glowed silver and pierced the ground.

The sword of the Holy King's house, the sword of the Kirin seal. Gregora is the Spirit of Chimera sealed in its sword.

...... Lorca.

Ishur felt a unique magical junction spread throughout the earth, unusual.

In it, Lorca begins to build up her strength to eat through it.

"Now the Spirit of your earth hath sealed. Gregora won't be around that long, either."

... What about Klau? No, I don't feel it. Where'd he go?

Ishur wanders his gaze around.

"Hehe."

Salomon grinned thinly, kneading the back of his left hand in front of his face.

The amber ring stuck in its middle finger shakes and begins to shine.

The light in that stone is a bonfire flame.

"Ishur, I have no intention of harming you. A little bit of fun."

His mouth angle becomes distorted.

"I was sorting out my father's artifacts. See, that guy had a secret library in the cathedral, didn't he?

A grinning grin. And his right eye shines amber.

The color of the ring moves into his eyes.

"So I found this. It's boring."

Its lips were finally distorted and its ends pulled up to the three-day moon shape.

"This magic tool reads people's minds. It's a little useful for something as productive as mine."

"Oh, that's Spirit God's..."

Kuh, my mouth doesn't turn well. from but doesn't work......

"That's right. The magic of a spiritual god full of jerks. Only for a few moments when I say I can read people's minds. Besides, I wouldn't activate this amber ring unless I let it shine in the same amber light. That's why we need darkness and flames."

Salomon's body trembles in small pieces.

"Night or darkroom, otherwise you can't use it. But I really wanted to use this."

Salomon is laughing. I'm shaking my body with joy.

"I wanted to see what was in your mind. I wanted to know, did you already collect four of God's magic tools? The magic fixture of fire resided in the Red Emperor Dragon. You are wind, gold, earth. And he even had the magic of fire."

"Knock..."

It's kind of blurry. I want to sleep. That ring, does it work like hypnosis?

Absolutely not good. If you get a peek in your heart. If they find out I have memories of a different world, of a previous life...

"Come on, show me. Ishur, who are you?

"Ugh, come on."

... I'm done playing.

Shatter all boundaries, even this bizarre menace of hypnosis.

Ishur bit his lips, directing his concentration, which had become scarce with force, towards the end of the night sky.

"Wait!

At that time.

One lady stepped down on a white table stretching out into the dark.

... Huh?

"Who?"

……

Ishur spoke sharply, and Salomon looked up at the lady on the side, looking in a bad mood. He didn't say anything.

The woman jumped across the boundaries of Magda's tense wobble without any bitterness.

"Hehe, don't you know who the concubine is?"

Age will be past fifty. He is wearing a dress with complex tones, like a light peach on a lean figure. Meat shredded sharp cheeks with long, ruthless eyes. Thin lips on pointy nose. I would have been a sassy beauty when I was younger. No, its colour is still not fading. It combines majesty and elegance like some royalty.

"O king of man there. Don't you dare touch this one."

... Oh, this heterogeneous presence. Is this horrible majestic woman a spirit?

"Hmm, I see. That's right."

Salomon lowered his left hand with a boring looking face.

of the Spirit God, the magic of Amber disappears.

"Uh, who are you?

Spirits are considerable. Never before have I met such a cold, majestic, high-ranking spirit. The spirits of that high woman, Nayal, are not far off either.

"Hmm, don't you even know that cane palace?"

The lady smiled for the first time. I showed only a little relief.

"My concubine is Uromira. Is that it? I mean, you killed Malefiore, and now you're back where you belong."

"Hey, what..."

Ishur glanced at Uluomira, who stood on the table.

It is properly colored, textured and materialized like a human being.

"You're Uromira..."

Taking the other red jade stone from Malefioa and Uromira back, I wonder how close she is to the goddess Oomeo.

"Oh, my goodness, the concubine has a duty to the Staff Hall. Let's play some pranks."

Uluomira turned a cold gaze at Salomon. Totally unforgiving.

"Hmm. Can't help it"

Salomon just glanced at her in advance without being pressured, and turned to Ishur.

"Miss Petra had something to worry about, and I was on guard. This is who it is."

"... I see"

Speaking of which, Salomon looked at Petra and sometimes, he looked difficult.

I didn't notice anything...

Petra. You kept it from me on purpose. Or is that also the power of Uluomira?

But I don't care about that. The spirits of this earth are amazing. Exactly the majesty of the queen.

I mean, is this what happens to Petra in a few decades...

"Hmm. Sword Palace, excuse me"

Behind that Uluomira, a crow appeared in the night sky.

Soon, the Magda junction has disappeared.

"Kraw......"

"The Spirit Hall of the earth wants me to take care of it."

"Right."

But convincing Klau, no, making him trust me, is really awesome.

"Hmm?"

A pine light lights up on the slightly further north meadow.

The approaching shadow was Princess Petra herself, who was able to follow Ira.

"You would-be Mira. Take the delicious part."

"Petra......"

"So did Lord Salomon feel better about this, too? I was wondering if you could stop here."

Petra approaches Salomon and speaks.

"... this evening, Lord Petra. All right, let's end my play. It is not preferable to allow them to prolong and put cross spears in the church. Let's agree to Lord Ishur's proposal."

Salomon pulled out the Kirin sealed sword that stabbed him on the ground, and laid it down on his sheath.

... wand sama.

Magda Perino appeared out of the dark and Lorca stuck her face out of the grass bushes. Uluomira flew flutterly behind Petra and disappeared.

"Hmm."

When Ishur exhaled small, he looked around.

And Salomon withdrew, and was done.

Two shadows dance through the bonfire lit meadows.

Salomon and Petra twirl around, sometimes joining hands, back to back, dancing old dances.

Dance belongs to the common people on the continent, and there is no custom of it in royalty or nobility.

So there will not be a dance-like event among the nobles, but at the end of the feast they will ride in the hills and dance in the inner circle.

Petra suggested to Salomon, after what she had thought, to dance with the old dance that was passed down among the people.

... Does that mean the end of the feast?

Salomon agreed with pleasure, and they danced and danced for a moment in the meadow at night.

Ishur felt like he could hear the ringdance song (Rondo) he heard somewhere, although the investigation he couldn't possibly hear.