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

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"What do you say, Plum!?

"Wow... it's amazing, Greg!

"Wouldn't!? Holla, holla. Ahh."

"Hiaaah! It's more, more!

"Become... what are you doing, Greg!?

Bacco! and suddenly it was my friend, the big woman warrior, Faria Raguntus, who stood behind the open door.

It should have been locked, but every door knob is ripped off.

I don't know what I thought, I'm blushing my face red and breathing haha on my shoulders, making my eyes black and white.

"Hey, good morning, Faria! How about this? It would be amazing."

All night long, high tension. I'm a cheerful voice, shaking my arms in the air towards Faria to show.

Glitter as soon as possible......! and the powder and grains of light erupt and disappear.

The colors are seven colors, and the rainbow colored particles are beautiful.

The hardest part is the glow and shade, after all.

"Awesome -! It's beautiful -!

"Look, he's a big coward to Plum too!

Plum jumps to catch the powder of light in the air. In the large scarlet eyes, the particles of light appear as if they were stars in a galaxy.

"Oh... yeah"

Faria's frightened voice and cold jitty eyes.

This is a room in the inn 'Go Home' in the Wang capital Metanostad.

It's dawn from the doozy and now it's a refreshing morning to plunge in the light.

A little birdie flies out the window singing in a lovely voice.

Yesterday it was hard to try to pretend to be Faria's lover, to be stunned by a haunted Faria father, entwined by a frustrating wizard, and framed for a sentence duel.

We set ourselves up for today's duel and lodged in the city.

"This is a new extension (plugin) auto-driven surgical formula (appct) that I've been working on all night!

Waving confidently to show, particles of light splashed from the entire hand. It's like a flood of seven colors of light.

The Special Visual Effects Automatic Drive Ceremony (APPLECT) that I put together all night to make that hateful blonde sorcerer call Gaffoon.

With a sparkling sound effect, the visual effect is stuck!

Common wizard magic often has flashshells, ice debris (crushed), wind blades and other visual effects that are flashy. The most powerful magical thunderbolt system is perfect for a Special Attack.

In comparison, the magic of a wise man is many plain things.

Little is known in the first place, and there's even a shady, cowardly image of them stirring up or hacking.

So I spent the night trying to improve my weaknesses.

Isn't the improvement in the wrong direction? The voice in the brain is through for now.

Linking this sparkling visual performance magic (effect) to my magic ceremony should make it look pretty flashy.

If I had used this in the demon crusade the other day, even Mr. Cecily's heart would have been gutted to death.... I should have built it sooner.

"Grey! You know what day it is!?

The pram starts moving when the veins are raised and the phalia shouts out.

"Don't scream, I know. That's why you've been building new magic all night."

"New magic..."

"Overcoming weaknesses…, that is, enhancing the production surface!

A glitter and dazzling light scattered from the tip of a single finger. Eine!

"Are you nuts!? They're wizards representing the country! What have you been up to?!?

"Ugh, yeah! Stop it, it's painful"

"Hawawah... greasy well ah...!

Sage's training ground about being strangled by a female warrior. Plum is trembling beside his bet in a familiar scene on the verge of collapse.

"All right! Today's duel is... my tathaw is on!?

"Don't say chastity or anything in the morning"

"If they take me to such a kingdom of Kamakiri men, and their... my pure blood is tainted for evil purposes... I, I... ugh"

I don't think I should be your daughter-in-law...... and I think I heard you whining, but it would be empty ears.

Even at dawn, Falia looks anxious somewhere.

"I win. That's all right."

Put your hands lightly on that shoulder, which looks a little smaller than usual, and say it out.

"... gre"

Emerald eyes staring at me in the morning sun and deeper colors.

To the brilliance of being sucked in, I...

Gakun, I almost lost my mind.

"No... sleepy.... Sorry I'm going to bed, wake me up when it's time..."

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I crept into my bunk (bed) yawning. Actually, I sleep spectacularly at dawn all night.

The duel is definitely past noon, so let's go to sleep until then.

Plum said, "Grey, you can't sleep in the morning -!" and jump on the blanket I wore.

The plum's cheeky and soft feel is a bit comfortable and I just want to catch it and make it into a pillow, but it weighs itself in there.

"... Lord Plum, if you want to jump, I'll show you a sample."

The sound of gushing and armor rubbing off.

Huh?

"Wow, Sister Faria, are you good at jumping -?

"Yeah, I think I'm good at it. I used to put Giant Death Snake on a drop kick with all my weight on it."

"Stop!? You're going to sleep forever!

I jumped up and ran away. Please, let me sleep!

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The city was overnight talking about me and my neighboring magician, Tingil.

"Tickets! Cheap sir! Nice seat, Arne!

"A legendary battle! That Dickamaran's Six Brave Sage Grecas and the One-Strike Arne of Neighbor Canreune's Strongest Sorcerer Tingil Hyde! If you miss it, you'll regret it for the rest of your life, Sulu Aryo!

"The magnification now is 2: 1, an offensive Tingill advantage."

"Grecas autograph, cheap nuida! The real Nuida!"

We were leaving the inn for Metanostadt Central Arena. The road had an incredible sight.

"What the... this"

To duff shops, betting shops, and fake guts sales.

A one-word, foreign-like man sells tickets in an alley.

There are frigid people in the alley, even in the capital of Metanostadt, the world's most famous power.

"Hey, Greg, Greg, they're calling you a lot -?

Pram points strangely.

"Shh, you mustn't look"

- How did... this happen?

As soon as I got to the arena, they put me in the holding room and checked me out.

To make sure you don't have any tools to break the rules, such as plug removal or poison fog.

Basically, the rules become a magical shootout, more than a match between magicians. You can beat him up in a meat bullet fight, but he'll have a pretty good yaj flying from the audience.

Apparently, the blonde mage was quite a celebrity.

The golden wizard Tingil Hyde or something up to two names.

You'll find out later, but Madame and the others in the same outfit who were around the arena seem to be enthusiastic fans.

"Faria......, please, be the first to give me that information"

If this were the case, I would have said no from the beginning.

"Shh, I'm sorry, Greg. Me too... I didn't know this would happen..."

Falia, grated and upset, is like the cat she borrowed.

According to the brochure handed out in the venue, in a match between the wise and the wizard, winning would be better tied to 'Princess Faria'.

A painting of a golden wizard rocking in handsome style and a sage with dark roots all over his body is drawn across the "VS".

It's a structure like 'A golden wizard stands up to a pitch-black sage trying to take the princess'.

"What is this!?

You're a total villain!

He seems to like to distort and fabricate facts, but he gets angry nonetheless.

But where the hell is the organizational and financial power to print brochures, which also create mass overnight?

And the question was quickly solved.

Under the paper it was written Decades and "Ministry for the Promotion of the Performing Arts of the Principality of Cullen".

"You son of a bitch!

Unexpectedly burst and discard.

Is it true that there is naturally support at the national level for that disgusting mage Tingil Hyde's back?

I guess it won't be a glimmer.

At that time, a bell was rang announcing the opening.

I can hear the earthy cheer boiling down to the holding room.

When I stood up, I wove a robe of sage with gold embroidery on the blue field.

"Oh, boy, let's go"

"Mr. Grey... do you fight -? Aren't you scared -...?

Plum looks up worried.

I'm the same floating face as usual in scarlet eyes.

"Heckness. Plum is watched in the guest seat. Iola, Riola, and Cecily and I need your backup."

I'll stroke Pong and Plum's head, as usual.

"Yes, it is -..."

Three people from the village just rushed to the holding room for backup.

Brave aspiring twin brothers and sisters, Iola and Riola. And Mr. Cecily.

Iola, who was in an excited mood, and Riola, who supported me with strong words saying don't lose. Cecily, the puller, had few words with a complex expression.

Are you wondering if you're going to support me or if you're going to support Cancun's idol?

Or..., is Mr. Cecily really involved in one of those magic yarns (Magiwire) in the woods?

If so, I might set something up again in this venue.

Either way...

I walked into the middle of the arena.

Unexpectedly narrow your eyes to the glare of the sun.

Oh, and a tremendous cheer boiled.

The fifty merte diameter arena is also a place of entertainment for the citizens where the battle between swordsmen and the onslaught of warriors and demons takes place.

Sage, Grecas! and announcements echo in the venue.

Fill the audience, people, people, people.

The circular arena was filled with people. There will probably be thousands?

The stone colosseum is very similar to that of ancient Rome.

I never thought I'd stand here, in the middle of it I'd stand up.

The sky is blue, and the wind is brisk.

The banging copper boosts people's excitement with no response.

Visitors to the national guest class, a group in knighthood, wizard elders and, most commonly, magic school apprentices.

Probably a battle between a famous sage and a wizard, which means he's coming to visit us at school. And the faces of young and old, citizens of all races.

I know Iola, Riola, and Plum are somewhere, but we can't possibly find them.

"- Ugh..."

No. I really don't like this place.

Horns on the rabbit, get it over with and go home to the mansion and read through the books to replenish the sage energy or you will seriously die......

Shake your teasing head and step on your feet.

"Lord Grecas! Nice to meet you. Don't run away."

A tall, uncomfortable voice, you can't even forget.

Tingil Hyde, head of the Magic Kingsguard of the Principality of Kanlyun Chusung.

Fishing eyes on the fine surface, sharp and cold eyes.

The golden dyed hair and the red wizard's robe emit a gleaming light into the sun.

A bunch of strangers, a face, a gaze poured on me. I hate all of that.

But most of all... I hate him now.

My dear friend, the one who made Faria cry.

At the same time as the starting bell, all the magic radiation hit me.

A few times more powerful than the attack I took yesterday.

- Gee yee yee yee yee yee!

Metal bounces. Flying magic collisions.

It seems that as a physical event, it also reached people's ears as a real sound.

People rounded their eyes to that mighty sound and lost their words.

But how many human beings in this arena have broken the essence of the collision of invisible forces?

Would the magicians or the students of the school of magic have understood?

"hey... what no...!?

It was Tingil Hyde, a sorcerer calling himself the highest rank, who leaked his surprise.

I don't wander, I open my mouth quietly.

"... the same greeting means no art."

I guess Tingil, who broke five of my magic defenses (firewalls) by accident yesterday, stepped on that if he hit any more forces, he could crumble them all.

Unfortunately, Tingil Hyde's magic radiation doesn't penetrate my boundaries.

Not a single one.

No, probably the magician of this world, no one will break it.

- Ultra-driven (accelerator) autonomous driving formula (appct), which randomly disappears at ultra-fast and repeatedly encrypts generation of sixteen pairs of magical junctions.

"Ku......!?

Tingil Hyde's face is stained with stunning stunning.

"Did you think that the battle line was the same as yesterday's?

I lifted my glasses with my fingertips and said away in a cold voice.

Continued