The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

The power to make me a 'sage' - search magic (Ghor).

This magic uses special search spirits (search angels) to pick up the information you need from the Millennium Library (South Library), a fountain of knowledge stored with cotton in the world (Titi).

I used the power of search magic (Gogol) to the fullest, surpassing the limits of knowledge that humans could possess.

In addition, I had "knowledge" and "experience" brought in from the "original world".

"Knowledge" is the knowledge gained from living in Japan in the 21st century, and "experience" means… the experience gained in the game.

I think that the time I even spent reading and gaming was never wasted.

Many of the knowledge and promises (...) of the magical world, because those laws also applied to this world. The experience of defeating many kinds of demons in a game that is said to be like a symbol of futility was very helpful here in "action".

Games in books, cartoons, and animations. All of the knowledge I've accumulated through most of my youth has given me a great deal of strength in living a real different world (...).

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The twin brothers and sisters who have visited my mansion, Iola and Riola.

There was an alarm somewhere in my mind that this was probably some kind of foretaste.

Living in a sage's mansion with a daze is never fading, this is my idea.

Never overlook or truncate information that is not enough to take. That's also the trick to living long.

"Iola, Riola. From what I've just looked into, there are no dangerous signs anywhere. Of course... if you need anything, I won't shut up... or my six-hero friends."

"Master Sage......!

My sister Riola's anxious eyes restored a beautiful glow.

My words, wise men, sometimes brave and guide people.

"Don't worry, Rio! I'm gonna get stronger, demon or whatever, but I'm gonna take you down!

"Yeah......"

My brother Iola says it out powerfully. The face that glances at the white teeth and laughs is probably the support of my sister (Riola).

"You're kind of close, aren't you?

Pram, who listened to me so much, shone his scarlet eyes at me.

"... cookies, go ahead"

"Wah!? Eat -!"

Well done sister, Riola, offering baked sweets (cookies) to the pram.

It's an insulting sister to instantly spot the treatment of artificial life forms (homunculus) prams that are vulnerable to feeding...

A redhead plum mumbles the cookie with joy in his scarlet eyes. The made-up of the food served to the guests is quite a surreal painting.

"I -! -It's cute... I want it.

Hmm? I'd like to make a big sister with big breasts if I can... If there were more like Plum, I wouldn't be able to do it.

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"- Okay, Iola. You said you wanted to be brave, didn't you?

I don't care, but this "sage word" is getting tired, let's gradually get back to normal...

"Oh! Of course I didn't get that feeling involved"

When I looked into Iola's strong eyes, which dwelt on her unmistakable beliefs, I was hacked.

Because those eyes were enough to remind me of that man.

Brave - Ergonote Rical.

We are the leaders of six heroes. It's a man called 'The Brave'.

The brilliance of Iola's eyes was a reminder of the light that Ergonote lived in.

Throughout the journey, during painful times and when it was a desperate situation before strong enemies, Ergonaut Rical always looked forward with confidence and silly clear eyes - to the future.

We, no. I was guided by the light and traveled with it, and I think that's why I came so far as a 'wise man'.

The light of the ergonote - the light of hope - eventually became the heavenly guarded sword, defeating the demon king who was trying to cover the world with darkness, and finally bringing peace.

I grabbed the tea and drank the rest of the tea, which began to cool down.

I gazed at my twin brothers and sisters making tea the same way I looked at them in a pranky grin.

One thing, I flashed.

A sister with the power of a predictive dream, and a brother with the same brilliance of eyes as a brave man.

I was going to test you both.

"Iola, Riola, there are six heroes of Dicamaran in this world, including me. Whatever the Demon King does now, there will be no breaking of peace."

I said it so forcefully that I could brave both of you.

Of course that's all I have confidence and grounds for. The six heroes of Dickamaran are never, ever beaten.

"Yes," Riola nods honestly.

"I don't know!

"But the world is too big. We can't protect it by ourselves. So... Iola, if you could be the other 'brave man', you'd never be more comfortable. But....................."

"But... what the heck!?

Iola shows off her frustrating look at me.

But soon I noticed my sister's gaze sitting beside me, chewing at the back of her mouth.

"To you... do you have the qualities, which... Shall I try one for you?

I cut my mark in the air with a mean grin, not like before.

That may seem like drawing a magic formation, but it's not.

Originally, my magic excitement doesn't require a spell chant.

- Tactics window.

In front of me, there is a translucent window - a window of information display - that I can only see.

This is my unique (original) magic (spelling) description of the magic language of this world combined.

The windows were scrolled through with fingers, and a "pseudo-image (fexture) agitation formula" was chosen from among the autonomous driven surgical (apict) magic to allow for automatic chanting (autoloading).

Von -. and in about 0 commas 2 seconds the magic inspired and a magic formation floated around me.

This is the magic of the wise. The power of a wise man (...) to exercise magic without a spell chant.

There's only one person in the world, and I'm the only one who can perform magic.

Normally, if a wizard uses magic, he or she holds a few seconds, if any, to a spell chant. But I can exercise my magic power by simply giving orders for automatic execution against magic compressed into a semi-executable format called "autonomous driving technique (appct)."

Nevertheless, I also have a weakness.

Actually, you can't use any "magic of fire" or "magic of ice" like normal wizards use.

Due to certain circumstances, the magic available is limited. There is no magic, especially like attacking an opponent directly.

You can only handle defensive junctions of all kinds and "indirect" magic forces such as magic, agitation, confusion, mucus, and manipulation of the golem that interfere with or remove the opponent's magical effects.

Still, what makes me a wise man is the "search magic (Gogol)", which is the source of knowledge.

What I just said, by the way, is the magic of freely projecting any location you choose in Search Magic (Ggol) Map Search (Mappa) around as video.

I'm basically pulling out and displaying a "copy" written in a book, but reflecting that scene in 3D gives it a virtual space-like action.

Physical principles are also reproduced to some extent there, the ground is hard and the flames are so hot. In other words, a textured world will unfold that is not holographic, close to the real thing.

"Wow!?

"Shah!?

"Huh yeah!?

Three people but me raise their voices of surprise. Probably stunned by the compulsive rewriting of spatial recognition.

The next moment - the particles of light cover your vision and disappear rapidly.

That's just for, like, a blink.

Iola and Riola, and Plum.

The three of them there look around with their eyes open to surprise, not understanding what happened, etc.

That would be so.

The coordinates I chose at the Ghor Mappa, once the top floor of the Castle of the Demon King, where I played a spectacular death fight with my people, were between sights.

Built up in crazy geometry, the columns of alienation, the walls that continue to stir the bitter faces of the dead.

A servant of the devil's flute, sounding from the bottom of hell.

Reproducing it as a virtual space does not diminish the calamity.

It will probably even be difficult for humans to stay sane for a few minutes in a space full of concern.

… Nevertheless,

Of course I can't recreate that horrible space to Iola and Riola.

Resolutions dropped considerably. The point is, simplified dot paintings, that's the image.

They are quite surprised that their surroundings have suddenly changed to a different room.

"Come on, welcome to Brave Man. - Between the eyes of the Demon King!

"Holy shit......! What the fuck!?

"Io......!

Iola shakes the hand of her frightened sister (Riola) in the voice of my playful 'Demon King' and hides behind her back.

- He's a pretty appalling guy to try to protect his sister best under any circumstances.

"But how about this?

I magically transformed myself into the 'Demon King' and stood before both of them.

(cont 'd)