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

As I stepped on the ground in the heated arena, I walked over to Tingil Hyde with one, two steps.

In the audience, he said, "I love young girls!" A Russian or tailored pervert who kept screaming had been seized by guards.

You pervert! and cursed by the surroundings.

The robe he wore was white and meant "inferior," but I could clearly see the same Duchy of Canreune tattoo as Tingil Hyde.

Is this the "junior" sorcerer who ambushed me with a magic thread (Magiwire)?

I don't think I can manipulate that highly concealed (stealth) type of magic yarn (Magiwire).

"Right......!

- The White Robe Mage is just a 'stepping stone'.

It's not impossible to manipulate a magic thread (MagiWire) using someone as a 'relay point'.

If that's how many artists are possible enemies, it's possible to relay Mr. Cecily and manipulate demons in the woods.

Either way... is there another curtain?

The guard held me by both sides and said, "Toddler girl! Toddler girl!" he shouts, but it's supposed to be "let go! Get off me!" You want to say.

It's pitiful to have been infected with my reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous drive formula (appct), but you deserve it because you've been making vile attacks in the middle of a duel.

The effects disappear in a day or so, so let them suffer as they are for a while.

I break my knee in front of you, blonde insect face back.

The magician who destroyed all sixteen layers of the Magic Wall (firewall) is already naked.

Lie on both knees on the burnt ground seeping sweat all over your body, posing as a surrender.

You can tell me you've already decided to fight.

Tingill Hyde twisted the edge of her mouth to madness, moving her mouth to say that she had now surrendered, that she had come.

"Mai... Mai... burst (mine) heh!

I was surprised because I thought you screamed the name of an idol cooking show you were secretly watching in the original world.

It set me up at close range with Tingil's last evil ascension, a blast spell caused by high-speed chanting.

But I've already decided to win or lose.

"............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Oh, that!? What!?"

Many times a wizard claiming to be the highest rank of the Cancun sticks his hand out at me, making his eyes black and white in the wind that he doesn't know what happened.

The magic of spells does not inspire.

"Sir Tingill, you have already... lost"

I lifted my glasses and turned my back.

I can't even deal with scumbags like this anymore.

"Nah, what did you do? Ahhh!?

"There's no need to explain it. Again, try your best."

"Oh, my God, Grekassssssssssssssssssss!

Concentrate all magic in an effort to excite the bursting magic (mine) three times while complex reassembly of fingertips.

"Fuck you! Get rid of it, Yee-yee!

The moment the blonde wizard sticks her hands out with the mood of tearing...

What a dirty noise sounded as a buzz...... chick......

Screaming from within the venue.

"Hi-yep!?" "Kyaaaa!?" "Wow, oh!? Fuck, it stinks!

It was the juice of a corrupt pumpkin that jumped out of the hands of Tingil Hyde, the nation's highest magician representing the Duchy of Cullen.

It's a shaken pumpkin head paste, to be exact.

In an instant, a dirty smell can get around you.

"What the heck!?

Tingil fell on both knees into a sea of bitchy and rotten pumpkin juice as he freaked out, messing with Bettabetta's hands.

His eyes are empty, like sudden self-loss.

"I wrote your magic contract directly. I broke my contract with the Spirit of Fire, and I signed with the Spirit of Pumpkin."

"Ba...... stupid!? Oh no, you can't possibly do that!? In the first place...... how do you get the true name Holy Mark (Core Stigma)!?

"Well, well, that's the power of 'Sage', Chun Guilford,"

"My... real name (Core)! Why... you... but"

About Tun Guilford Sir Tingil Hyde is on the verge of fainting already.

The real name (Core) is the name and real name that parents give to the world when they are given life.

It is directly connected to the soul and represents the person itself.

But the wizard hides his true name and makes a covenant with the spirits, divine spirits, and demons that are the root of his power.

It is the testimony of a covenant called the Sacred Mark of True Name (Corestigma) that is engraved into the soul at that time.

In order to rewrite this, the root password, the real name (core) of the person, is required.

The Wizard would have held his life if he had known his true name. The same thing.

"Such a thing... how did you get it"

"Secrets."

Pan, and I closed one eye and showed him, and I walked back out on my heels.

Nothing.

Using search magic (Gögor), we searched the birth record books of his country of origin from one end.

It was just 'celebrities' and the search was easy.

Place of birth, the detailed address of the house where you live, the hospital where you were born, the time you were born from the birth woman's name, and… your real name too.

I looked for him last night.

If you incorporate your real name (core) into the autonomous drive formula (appct), you can instantly deactivate it and even rewrite the magic excitation circuit, no matter what the boundary is.

By the way, my real name, Chihiro Shadow Village, was put in the original world.

I mean, nobody in this world knows my name, so it's impossible to disarm it.

This is the "Dimension Difference" thing.

The battle of the wizard, still old, shooting flames and thunder with all his might, is old.

Smart advanced information magic battle that doesn't even chant spells...

This is my style of combat.

They look plain, but they're doing so much egghy behind them.

"Ma'am! Come on, Lord Grecas! Yes, no, wait, please! Please! Undo it! As it were, I..."

"... what's your purpose?

Ask cold and straightforward.

I didn't forgive him.

An insult to my dear friend Faria, and a despicable trap in this place of duel.

These guys are in the back, what's the purpose of the leap?

The purpose of directing the great ape, Eichent Apes, into the forest outside the village and causing him to attack me.

And I wanted to know the purpose of inviting the Rudens in the sweet trap of 'independence' and hurting Faria as a result.

The two events are connected by a thread called MagiWire.

"Wow, I... on the orders above... was just moving"

"Can I punch the magic thread (Magiwire) into your brain's cord and read all your memories?

"Hii!?

This is haphazard. Even I don't have the strength to do that.

But the magician, who was shown an overwhelming difference in power, took my word for it.

He's turning his pale face even bluer this time, shivering his lips as a crocodile.

"This... is for the nation... everything..."

"Of the state... for?

"... the world is again... overshadowed by 'darkness'. … so before that"

"What...?

The red robe mage's eyes, looking up at me, are frightened but not lying.

And darkness covering the world, the word sounded familiar.

- I had a dream... I was born somewhere in the world, of darkness...

It's that dream that my sister Riola had, one crack of a brave aspiring twin.

Cold things crawl through my spine, despite being in the twisted sun.

"... before the 'crisis' returns... we must make our soldiers... stronger."

"So give me the blood of the inflexible Rudens, huh?

"But that's not all... the real purpose is Grecas, yours -"

Tingil Hyde, who nearly said so much, opened his eyes wide, hah.

Ah...! And groans, swallowing words.

The gaze jumps over me and pours into the VIP seat at the top of the audience.

I followed that gaze, and 'Voice' echoed across the arena.

This isn't just a voice. It's a special sound amplified by magic to be heard in everyone's ears.

"Sounds like a little too much chat, Tingil Hyde"

"Not at all... the face of our Four Heavenly Kings of Kanlyun...!

"Interpretation... Tingil and other the best trinkets among us"

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When it comes to "Four Heavens King," I guess Tingil is one of them.

The voice is from the threesome.

The face cannot be seen because of the hood of the robe.

Someone with an unusually large body figure and a feminine silhouette, and a body figure as even as a leader knight, each covered and hidden with a red robe.

"Shh... Four Heavens!" "Ooh!" "That's...!

Some of them seem to be Cantonese in the audience pointing fingers. Are these guys celebrities, too? I don't know.

There's no way I'm going to break into this fight now, but I'm just going to watch.

Please don't make this any more difficult for me.

Don't say "that other guy" or "I'll see you at the Tianxia magic tournament"?

"Sage Grecas, is the boulder like one of Dickamaran's six heroes"

"But... what's next?

"Wait at Heavenly Magic Games"

"Who's going!? Go home!"

I scream, untie the magical restraint (binding) of the shrinking blonde wizard and set her free.

No more information will be forthcoming.

You seem to be up to something, but if you show this much difference in power, you shouldn't be doing it for a while.

Tingil Hyde fled with a rolling momentum and disappeared to scratch off with the other Four Heavens.

By the way, you don't have to worry about the pumpkin curse because you can break it in a few days.

My victory seems to have been confirmed in the arena, and a huge announcement began to flow in the arena.

The sound of the copper tongue being pounded, and the blessings of great cheer, applause and whistle.

Paper fumble of dance scattered tickets.

But it doesn't matter to me.

- The world will be covered in 'darkness' again

A creepy prophecy was beginning to shape something like a fragment of a black puzzle.

"Grey!"

"Greasy sooooooooooo!

Like putting out anxiety, Faria could see Plum rushing over.

"Ah......"

As long as you guys smile, I'm good enough.

Continued