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

The red robe of the wizard appearing in front of us had a pattern of two snakes biting each other.

It's a circulation of power that represents yin and yang and a magical curse that means infinite life.

The blonde wizard, known as Sir Tingil Hyde, opened her thin pigmented eyes as she thanked her with graceful manners.

- Gin!

Momentarily, the sound of impact crushed my ears like I slapped a hard metal on a stone.

- That's a lot of greetings.

I frown on Russia.

It's a tremendously magical 'eyesight' radiation that crosses my line.

I mean, it's not a real sound.

It was a kind of "sound" of the fluctuations that the magic forces impacted on each other.

Probably doesn't sound like Faria, a warrior, or the plum holding her in her arms.

The eye-rays emitted by the blonde man instead of greeting him had penetrated my boundaries, which had unfolded in sixteen layers, about five layers in a single blow.

- Hmm...? That's pretty powerful.

Typically, people in their class called wizards develop their own defensive boundaries (shields).

It's like an invisible barrier called "Firewall," which halves or eliminates the opponent's magic attacks.

There are numerous defensive walls depending on the type, such as against curses, against flames, against colds, against lightning, against spirits, against demons, against saints, against decay, against breaking, against bondage…, and wizards usually overlap two or three types to wrap themselves like clothes.

The wizard is the first person to use this because of his advanced chanting and rituals.

Seeing them develop the same sixteen bonds as me, they seem to be quite a user... but suddenly tearing this apart is a rude act to bump.

I know you tried to extrapolate the power of your opponent, but it's also an act equal to declaring war. Nevertheless, it is also a pain in the ass to deal with here, so I decide to endure this occasion in silence.

By the way, I have not used difficult spell chants or rituals as I unfold my bonds.

- Automatic chanting (autoloading) of multiple types of junctions (...) by autonomous driving technique (apict).

This randomly generates a wide variety of boundaries and deploys shields around them.

If you want to do this with a spell chant with your own mouth and hands, it causes unbroken fatigue. But I'm sorry I'm tired, so I'm doing some kind of cheat based on my knowledge of search magic (Gogol).

"This is a big greeting... I'm Grecas. From now on... get to know me."

I greet the man in the red cape with a rude greeting and give him a polite thank you and a name in a similar manner.

Close your eyes quietly in my case, it's a very normal greeting to do nothing.

Tingil Hyde lifted the edge of her mouth as she clapped out,

"Are you the famous' wise man 'Lord Grecas who heard rumors!? No, this is...! It's an honor to meet you. My name is Tingil Hyde and I am the head of the Magic Kingsguard of the Principality of Kanlyun Chusung."

"This is Sir Tingil Hyde. My dear friend's pardon is a pleasant surprise to the head of a nation's sorcery corps."

Faria told me he was a wizard and a disgusting guy, but suddenly he seemed like a pretty gutsy screwed-up guy to behave like he was going to pluck a fight at me, a wise guy.

Well, a man who wants to embezzle his pardon daughter-in-law would also be angry because he showed up on a scarecrow...

The Duchy of Kanlyun Chusun is a medium-sized country to the west of this kingdom of Methanostat. Although it is a friendly country on the surface, it is also a country that can often be rubbed with some metanostat when it is a culture.

Nevertheless, we are not in a state of war either. That's why we're using this Metanostadt ambassadorial facility.

Above all, Cullen is also a performer performing songs and dances, a country that exports' idols' from where they were in the original world to other countries.

It seems that people called 'Cullen Idol' are popular with some segments of the population, especially aunts and the elderly.

Speaking of which, you've heard that Cecily, the most beautiful girl in the village, likes it too.

It's called a charred blonde, in many ways. Gilli.

Forget the personal grievances, I smile deliberately.

Turning his gaze to Andrua Ziehyde Raguntus, Faria's father, his face, the chief, is somewhat more risky.

I can't see if that look is against this blonde little wizard, Tingil Hyde.

I invited the misplaced plum inside the robe to hide it from Sir Tingil Hyde's eyes.

Pram remained frightened and silent as he began to break with Faria's father in the corner.

Well, I don't even need to understand this adult conversation.

I'll pull the plum's cheek so I can ease my nerves. And he's been sweetbiting my fingers like a puppy on the inside of a robe.

Rabbit, and canine teeth eat in, and it hurts a little, but I don't mind.

The warm tongue feel tickles.

"If it were, I would like to proceed with the wedding of Sir Tingil and my daughter Falia… This sage hall is challenging. Objections to the wedding are a lesson of my clan, a duel and..."

"Dueling is old fashioned again...... What is your objection, wise man?

Tingil Hyde turns his gaze to me in the voice of Ziehyd Raguntus.

He rubs his jaw up and sends a cold eye to me.

It's a very frustrating face.

It was my first impression of a kamakiri face, but I wouldn't physiologically accept a worm-hating faria.

"I am going out with Mr. Faria. Therefore, we disagree with Sir Tingil Hyde's wedding."

"G., Gre......!

I let my best friend Faria Raguntus, who stares at me with a complex look, mixed with confusion and joy beside me, gently close one eye.

It's an act, an act.

"Cahaha, Yokohama means innocent, haha, this would be more interested in a woman like this who would also be a wise man of a Dicamaran hero? Haha, pleasure."

With a tall grin, she lifts up her longer blonde hair and rocks her red robe.

- Now... what did I say?

Did you say this woman?

I doubt my ears in Russia, but Faria bites my lips and nags.

The silver hair shining in the sunlight from the window covers the sawdust and its eyes.

The moment I saw that look, something hot crept up in the back of my chest...

"Ha, this is disrespect, chief. You seem somewhat mistaken, but I didn't say a word about having a wedding with Miss Faria, did I?

"Nooo......!?

Tingil Hyde's thin voice makes the face of Chieftain Jeehyde more risky.

Something's wrong with the clouds.

"I certainly said that I would spare no assistance to the campaign to make the Rudens Autonomous Community independent as a nation, which is the grief of the chief. And I'm here today to sign a 'contract'. At the price of this, I would like to have Miss Faria."

"Wouldn't that mean a wedding!?

Giant Sieheid's rhetoric intensifies in Russia. but I don't feel compelled to reveal the upset. What an unpleasant blonde wizard's exaggeration follows.

"What? So, do you understand what it means to say that you want to welcome the daughter of the people of 'giving birth to a good warrior' Rudens into our nation?

"Ki, you...... Huh!?

"There are many intelligent people in our country who excel in magic, and unfortunately are lacking in sturdy soldiers to be shields. There......! We want to help you, the people of Rudens!

Hands wide open at your feet, lifting both ends of your mouth and crawling your gaze at Faria.

There is no longer the usual luxurious smile on her face.

There is a face of anguish that resembles fury and angst.

It would be easy to ram and smash. But this is already a highly political issue.

- You got caught up in something rash.

I shouldn't have agreed to Faria's fake lover operation.

But.

Until now, I've only been thinking about finishing things quickly and wanting to go home to the Mansion and read a book.

But I'm not a "smart" sage enough to keep my friend's face shut.

On the inside of my blue jacket (robe), I gently stroked with my hands on the head of the plum that kept biting my fingers. And I grabbed only the other fist.

"We're talking differently......! You want me to offer my daughters as slaves!?

"I didn't say that. This is a mutually beneficial deal. This is the aid of independence, and you have a daughter to bear... Of course, I'm not a slave. We welcome you with courtesy and promise you a life free of all obstacles."

I have the impression that the expression of a pale blonde wizard is cold and just explains it clerically.

"It's not the same story! I thought you would welcome my daughter... my daughter (Faria) as a princess!!?

"Haha, do you think the barbarian princess will catch up with me in the first place?

As soon as he heard the word, Zeeheid Raguntus stood up in a tremendous shape and put his hand on the axe beside him. But soon he collapses and falls on one knee.

"Ugh!... ah! Ko, sit back!? All...... all"

"Whose word was it, my lord? Calm down, chief. My country is just an autonomous region of Metanostadt, and I just want to make it independent."

"Ugh... guh"

"For that, consider it a price. But it's not a rush to have a wedding full of shapes in the face of the chief and your daughter, is it? Most of all..."

Turn your gaze around to Faria,

"If you have a dress you can wear, though. Cahaha!"

To a deafening mockery, I found out who the emotions were that gushed out of my chest.

Murder intent.

It's impossible to kill a man more than to be a wise man, except this one.

I don't give a shit about disrespect for me, except insulting a friend to my dear friend (Faria).

"Master Gui, oh!

Faria, probably in the same mood as my heart, cries bright red at my face.

Rather, it is something I have endured so far.

If it was you before, it would have been a definite hassle in the first word.

You want to endure it in front of your father, who is the chief. Is that a limit, too?

When Faria struck and shook and put her hand on the axe on her back...

"- Oh! Speaking of which,"

I raised my voice there quietly and clearly.

At the same time, everyone's gaze gathers.

Faria's eyes are moisturized with anger and shame.

The squeamish face of his father, Andrua Ziehyd Raguntus, is full of pain, anger, and grief.

Red robe wizard, Sir Tingil Hyde's shitty eyes turn to me.

With a deliberately troubled look, I lifted my glasses with my fingertips as I put on my arms.

"I have been offered a duel by the chief..."

"... hmm?

I throw a bright voice at Tingil Hyde, the wizard who tilts his neck.

"The chief is not feeling well, it is said. So here's a suggestion... Sir (KEY), could you take a duel with me instead?

"Hey...... what no?

Tingilhide circled his eyes to his surprise and immediately gave a nibbly, unpleasant grin.

"What are you talking about, Greg!" Faria screams but ignores it here.

"This is a formal duel in the tradition of Rudens. Sir Tingil Hyde will naturally have a duty to follow if he intends to perform the wedding in form as well."

"I see... I see!

"And how about winning gives way to Lord Faria...?

This is a switching of arguments.

But if the aim of Tingil Hyde, who repeats this provocative statement and attitude, is to enslave the women who bear the sons of Rudens, including Faria, then the story is different.

"Huff...... hahahaha! Fine! Funny, Dickamaran sage that he once defeated the Demon King! If you're the other guy, there's no shortage! - Time is tomorrow, at this time, where is Metanostadt Central Arena?!?

Zaah! and flipped the red cape, smiling spectacularly and looking down at me.

"Oh, I don't mind"

I nodded and turned my heel back.

I salute Andrea Ziehyde, the chief of Rudens with a pompous face.

A giant warrior who breaks his face and gives him a laugh as soon as possible. You're the best! And those eyes were talking.

"Greg! You, the duel is one-on-one!? And he's a high wizard!

Running up to me and pushing Faria all at once.

"My face is close, my face"

A high-ranking wizard who broke five of my boundaries in an instant.

I've certainly never fought a wizard at the national level.

It was the Dark Wizards under the protection of the Demon King who fought in their former adventures. Everything is different in its nature and in its magic system.

"The six of us could win because it's a party! Are you okay with this duel by yourself?

"Faria, you... you don't think I'm gonna lose or anything, do you?

"Ah..."

"I'll show you the difference in dimensions."

I slapped Faria's armor in the chest.

"Grecas......!

Faria smiles brightly.

That's right.

I... I want to see a smile like that sun of yours.

Continued