Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

December 30th.

Less than twenty days after arriving in Zalesche. During this time, the Rays were dawning in training.

In addition to the Marcat Mercenaries (Red Arms) and Theophilus and other Lockhart family members, the opponents are simulating with the Humane Horse (Centaur) tribe led by Gius Salinas and even the Great Ghost male, Talvo Kronvar.

Even when it came to mock warfare, it was a tough one in action, known as the “Lockhart Stream," so intense that he did a mercenary Hamish Markat of war and said, "It was a miracle there were no dead."

It was still a short period of less than a month and had not reached a level, but Ray was feeling responsive to training while in action.

There are other active inter-tribal collaborative training, and close to friendship has sprung up between the ghost tribes of the values of "power is all” and the human horse tribe of “fighting the existential significance”, and signs of understanding are beginning to be seen between the ghost tribes and the Mercenary Corps of Markat (Red Arms), which fought a death in Periclitle only a year ago.

However, due to the strong image of the Haunted Enemy “White Sorcerer” as far as Ray is concerned, there was still a preoccupation except for some, such as Talvo and Solm Sommeryoki.

The demonic spellmen led by Elise Nortier were also training to master new sorcery.

The teacher role was Luna, not Ray.

Initially, Ellis and Varma Niska tried to learn Ray's inductive magic, which had been simmered over and over again. But his image was a “guided missile” of the original world and did not pass well on to the Ealis of this world.

When I was about to give up, Luna joined the training by saying, "Maybe the image I was taught fits better".

The image she conveyed was the Swallow Wing Blade (Swallow Cutter), commonly used in the Lockhart family.

"My sister-in-law told me I should refer to creatures. If you're a swallow, you should tell the Spirit the image that there's food where you want to aim..."

Ealis and the good spellmen have created magical swallows with their tips and have succeeded in inducing magic, albeit imperfect.

"That's your boy! If you imitate it to a creature, you seem to be good at applying it to other attributes"

Ealis, who has succeeded in guiding, is rarely excited.

"My brother-in-law made Hayabusa in light attributes, dragons in fire attributes, and butterflies in dark attributes. Each of them is distinctive… If you put it that way, Lord Elise could have used all of his attributes."

"Exactly, but what's that?

"I was taught some interesting magic. This comes from researchers in academic cities…"

Luna remembered the storage magic (inventory) she had learned from the scholarly city of Doctus researcher Professor Kitley Erbain.

"This magic will require four attributes: light and darkness, wind and earth. I have a hard theory, but to be honest, I don't understand. So I'll just tell you the image…"

That's what I say, then add a gesture and start explaining.

"... first create an image that connects another world with light and darkness. And you create space in the earth within that world, and you go in and out imagining the wind. The hardest part is connecting another world with light and darkness, but I was taught that imagining light in darkness is easy to connect..."

"It's hard to imagine," even Elise, Sokius' best magician, spilled, so hard to succeed.

But Luna thought that this magic might be the key to this expedition, and she courageously gave guidance.

Do you need imagination, or only two of the seven Moon Demon Spellmasters that can be used by all attributes have been mastered in this period: Elise and Varma. But the other five have also grasped the image, and Luna thought it would be available in about a month.

Having received reports that storage magic is likely to be mastered, Ray reassures that he is likely to be able to solve the soldier station problem that was plaguing his head.

Under the current plan, as many as three hundred troops must advance through the barren land known as Desperationis.

It is unclear how far from the base village of Mauki to the deepest depths of the desperate wilderness, but it is also close to 100 km (Kimmel) where the Rays have previously passed. Perhaps dozens more kimmels were needed, and given the round-trip, at least half a month of food and other supplies had to be carried.

The original plan was to ask the people of the meadows and the Great Ghost Warriors to transport them, but that is still not sufficient given the prolonged expedition. I thought we had to send out a supply unit somehow.

If the Flying Lunar Demon Spellman can master the Storage Magic, this replenishment problem will also be solved at once. For the Moon Demons, the distance of 100 Kimmels is just a day if you can't do it, and a day and a half if you can afford it.

Assuming the Moon Demon Spellmen can use the same degree of storage magic as Luna, cereals can carry about a ton at a time. With the Great Ghost Warriors, the food needed per day for this unit will be nearly a ton, but fortunately the water uses magic and magic equipment, so the only supplies that have to be carried will be food. In other words, if we keep supplies at the base, we'll be able to secure seven days' worth of food on one round trip.

Until today, he continued his training without taking a daily break, but he had decided not to train today, which would hit New Year's Eve, and tomorrow on New Year's Day.

Not as a substitute, but a festival is to be held in which all tribes gather to celebrate the New Year.

This was what Luna suggested.

Two days before New Year's Eve, at a meeting seat where the main troop leaders gather, he suggested, "Let's take a break about the last day of the year and the first day of the year to celebrate the New Year".

Ray wasn't initially motivated by the suggestion.

"But the battle against the godless (Vanitas) awaits in March. You should work out a lot in a day."

Likewise Ashley disagrees.

"You just have to celebrate when it's all over. First of all, the Lockhart family says they don't even take New Year's Eve off to train."

In contrast, Luna argues with a laugh.

"That's not true. Sure, early morning training will be indispensable, but the vigilante training was off. First of all, that village is a festival lover, so you don't have to train hard on those days."

"I do have the impression that I like festivals... but I wonder if they just relax..."

Ashley hasn't convinced me yet.

"" Tighten where you tighten. Loosen where you loosen it ”or it won't work the other way around. So does Mr. Hamish."

Luna talks to Hamish, who was nearby.

"Right. You don't have to do it if you're doing well now. It's a warrior's job to get a good rest."

"If that's what Mr. Hamish is about, let's take a break."

"Right."

Ray and Ashley were also convinced if Hamish would say so, and the festival was to be held.

The ghosts rejoiced in Luna's decision.

To be able to celebrate the New Year with the beloved Son of the Moon, but even more exciting than usual because Luna made certain suggestions.

"Show off each tribe's prized cuisine. It's just time for you to get together."

As she put it, the people of the Little Ghost and the Great Ghost, who live away from Zaleshe, also continue to enter the city in order to greet the Son of the Moon for the New Year.

That number is over 30,000, and naturally we bring in our own food. Apart from the poor and the beasts, the ghosts are relatively wealthy, so many of the food they bring in is better than usual, and Luna came up with it when she saw it.

But Luna wasn't thinking about how big it would be. The population of Zalesche will be 20,000, plus 30,000, and when all participate, it will be 50,000.

For this reason, the city's administrator, Solum Sommeryoki of the Little Ghost Nation, was to hold his head.

It was a proposal of the “Son of the Moon” equal to God, he could not even think about saying no, and began to consider it for implementation. But due to the extremely short prep period, and the lack of know-how to do just that much of the event, it hits the wall right away.

I don't care if you ask Yonni Budosko, a politically competent medium ghost tribe,

The only answer I get is, "I'm not even going to be able to help you".

I'll go talk to my allies, Tarvo, even more.

"Non is the same as Lord Yonni. I have no idea what to do."

"I guess so. I knew I couldn't ask you, the samurai..."

Though Solm himself appreciates Tarvo's power of control as a "general," he fully understands that it is as a samurai.

"Then why don't you talk to Lord Ray? They call him the White Warrior."

I adopted that opinion and went to Ray's for a consultation.

Ray, consulted, said, "Is this a 50,000 man festival!," he exclaims.

Ashley, who was with me, also said, "You won't be able to do as many lays as you want," and Stella can only say, "These things aren't like battles..."

"I think we're going to have to talk to Luna," Ray said.

"That's all I ask you to forgive. Your son ordered me to talk to you, and I won't allow it."

So Alberic Auger, who happened to be nearby, said, "What are you talking about?," he added.

When Ray gives an overview,

"Why don't we just leave these things to the Lockhart family? The Dwarf Festival is like a massive festival, and I think Luna suggested it in her image."

"Surely Brother Al is right. Why don't you consult Lord Theo? He is a wise man comparable to Sir Zacharias, who planned the Dwarf Festival. Isn't there some good wisdom?"

Theophilus and the others are thus summoned.

After listening, Theo said, "You can't have a 50,000 man festival! shout," but Seraphine blocked it,

"It doesn't look interesting. There are fewer people attending than the meadow people's festival, so we should be able to."

With that word the people of the meadows were called this time. We will then ask about the festival, which is held four times a year.

Thoreall warrior chief Gius Salinas is baffled by a sudden question,

"Our festival is no different from our normal lives. The quality of the meal will be slightly improved and it will be enough to wear..."

"When it comes to your normal life, is it like when you went to Lark Hill?

When Ray asks the question,

"Exactly. We travel frequently, so we're used to it…"

In that word Ray flashed that there was.

"You ghosts do camp when you march, too."

"Of course. Let the family carry food and cookware, tents, etc., but what is it"

"You can think of camping outside the city. Wouldn't it be a festival Luna is talking about if we just made that day a better meal than usual and served alcohol"

"But then your son must continue to circle the camp of each tribe. Besides, can't it serve the purpose of inter-tribal interaction?"

"Right......" but the idea immediately came to mind.

"Then why don't you consolidate it somewhere? Five or so places will allow you to come and go, and it will feel like the first and second venues of the festival. If Luna took the form of a sequential visit there, wouldn't it be enjoyable with all of you?

"I like that! I wonder if anyone can finally eat freely and drink alcohol."

Solm nodded loudly when Serra said so, too,

"Sure, then it will follow your son's request. We must hurry and decide how to allocate each tribe."

I said to the Rays, "Thank God. Best wishes for the future," he said and left early enough.

Around noon on New Year's Eve.

The snow was shining in the morning, unfortunate weather, but the outskirts of Zalesche were lively.

"It's a stewed gray wolf from the Vasquez family! Because it's beneficial to vanilla, it doesn't smell and it's delicious!

"It's a four-handed bear rock salt grill from the Hannulla family! The fat on it is delicious!

The food is behaved there in the camp.

A large number of more brought barrels of liquor had been opened and a banquet had begun in the middle of winter meadows.

In the beginning, the good friends were gathered together, but the alcohol entering gradually enlarged the circle of people, and the sight of the middle and small ghosts drinking together, and the people and the great ghosts cupping together, was not usually seen.

This was meant for Luna.

When she visited the camp, she was speaking up, smiling all over the place.

"Half the people there, come here. This dish is delicious! Let's go half way over here the same way. I'll be right there..."

Because the Son of the Moon commanded him directly, the Ghosts obeyed without confusion. Eating more together and drinking had made the son of the moon, who was present on the clouds, feel closer to him.

Luna was acting with the Rays and induced Rays and the Ghosts to sip alcohol with each other every once in a while.

"Best wishes to my allies,"

With that said, I will receive the cup and hand it to Ray.

"Look, Ray, say something too"

"Oh, thank you," Ray says, and the ghosts laugh at that bewildering look, too.

After Luna and the others were gone,

"If white magicians aren't on the battlefield either, you're just a young man. I thought he was more horrible."

"Right. I didn't think he was such a low back guy. I very much don't think I defeated Master Orvo with one hit with that. But he doesn't seem like a bad guy."

Thus, as Luna thought, the obsession with Ray disappeared, albeit slightly.

Ashley, who watched the situation nearby, gives Luna praise.

"That's the son of the moon, isn't it? I feel less hostile from the sight I turn to Ray."

"Thank you," he replied with a smile,

"The usual rays are horrible and irrelevant, so I thought if you could look around, you'd understand."

As Luna said, the ghost tribe had a preconceived image of the "White Mage” spoken of by the survivors of the Pericritle offensive.

Whoever dealt with him could escape the curse of that preconceived notion, but most could not know the real image.

That's why we created a place called the Festival and created an opportunity for Ray to deal with the ghosts.

Her operation was a success, the festival had no major trouble, and she welcomed the night.

When Luna returned to the “Grand Administration," she began to pray quietly.

(This past year has been a good one for me...... I did get caught at first, and Vanitas took over my body. It is now. But I think I could understand just a little bit about that guy...)

And renew your own resolve.

(... next year the battle with Vanitas awaits. Win that fight and apologize to that guy, no, I'll be sure to go tell him thanks......)

Behind her, Ryan and Ione refrained.

They somehow guessed what Luna was praying for and watched quietly without saying anything.