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

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I followed the same path as Plum to the center of the village.

Lack of sleep, as usual, makes me feel weak in the sun.

Last night I spent half an entire night building a pendant to give to Plum.

Well, staying up late is the usual thing.

The sun rises a lot and the more painfully dazzling the white sun shines.

"You're like a vampire sage..."

Walk the paved cobblestone path all the way.

If you look around in the village's central square, it's different from the busy scenery in the morning, and Oba and the others gather around the central square for a relaxing stand-up.

Little kids run around and the old guys are into a game like Beecher in front of the house.

Ahead, there is a circular water field formed of about ten mertes (about ten meters) in diameter, with a plain fountain with no decorations slightly blowing out of the middle. This is a relaxing place for the villagers, as well as a place to accumulate spring water from the underground and use it as a common domestic water.

I drank water for now and washed my face.

Cold, mineral-filled water seems to creep all over your body.

"Ama? Master Sage, what have you done so early today?

"Oh, rare, beautiful day, sage."

"Wow! Sage!

"Kanja-sara"

Soon I was surrounded by villagers.

Actually, I'm not good at this and I don't really walk.

"Ha, my pram started attending the royal school building today, and I thought I'd take a peek when I came nearby"

"Amrama, Pram!?

"Sage's daughter-in-law said she was young."

"Even your daughter-in-law is important to study."

"Huh!? No, I'm not your wife! Because you are a child who keeps it!?

When I change my blood phase and deny it with all my might, I'm sorry to say, "Oh well?" or say it orally.

... Damn, the rumors about the aunts are horrible. I suppose you like the 'Oba Coalition' that comes to clean my mansion anyway.

So I hurried ahead... and when I tried to start walking, Madame like Via Barrel blocked my way.

"Actually, I haven't had a bad shoulder lately."

"My yome is terrible!

"Bee nest in the attic."

Sage, my back is itching.

"My husband can't stay up at night."

Start talking about troubles that don't matter to your mouth.

"Ahhh! Excuse me, I have some business at the church, so this is it!

It's no longer a life consultation. Instead, it's totally treating me like some famous host of a day wide show.

I'm still a wise man who saved the world, but I don't mind that.

I ran out shaking off Madame and the children, turning the corner and going for a sacred church closer to the centre of the village.

Looking back, Walla Walla and the villagers come after us.

"Hii!?

- Zombie village!?

When I turn the corner, I make it look like it and roll into the church from a random angle.

Apparently, he shook it off, but it's pretty cumbersome considering he's on his way home.

Ha, and the priest appears in a breath.

"Lost Lamb, what can I do for you at the church? Make a donation of one goldo if you want to write a record of your life or five goldos if you want to break the curse..."

Speaking of things like NPC, a magnificent priest looks at my face and says,

"Oh? Was it Lord Grecas, the wise man? This is rude......, good for such a crude church hey"

"Long time no see, Father Marchcut"

It's a small village, so we know each other for once.

The warm looking face is engraved with deep wrinkles that would have aged.

It's style to stroke your mixed grey hair behind you and wear a priest's hat.

The Church is crucified in the same way as the original world. The only difference is that the object to be worshipped is the Sun God, A Damos Tay.

The church is small and only has about ten long chairs lined up in a hall that combines chapels.

From the stained glass, though small, a beautiful seven-colored light plunges in, illuminating the cross (precisely one with a round circle on the cross) that imitates the Sun God.

By the way, churches in this world don't have the function of saving or loading, treating poison, let alone bringing it back to life.

They can break the curse, but I can only expect about the flashy bo effect.

When you die, it's over, which means we're not invincible under strictly applicable rules to this world.

"What can I do for you today?

"Actually, I thought you might not know this."

I used search magic (Gogol) image retrieval (Gazon) and an autonomous video playback technique (Apict) to show the talisman Hemperoza tried to sell yesterday by reproducing it in the air.

Longer than the palm of my hand, the rectangular bill depicts a mysterious text that even my search magic cannot detect.

Father Marchcut was surprised by the magic of the first sage to see, with his eyes round, but as soon as he saw the talisman, he looked difficult.

"Give me this... where?

"Actually, yesterday, a kid came to sell it. Apparently, it was supposed to be handed out free of charge, but the kid was... pretty hungry, trying to make change."

Hemperoza, a former demon cleric. Dark elf quarter with black eyes in dark hair.

Pram and she would now be studying in the school building, but I was always concerned about how hungry she was.

"I've also seen this lately. Apparently, they're handing it out to a village around here. It seems that the origin is… Methanostat Cathedral Church's One Clear World (Kristania) …"

- "One Clear World" (Kristania)

One Clear World (Kristania), part of the secrecy group of Methanostat Cathedral Church.

It is also said to be a fundamentalist group with pioneered ideas within the Holy Church.

Although the full content is not known as an organization with strong clandestine connotations, its constituents are supposedly confined to the Aryan race with blue eyes in blonde hair.

One of their basic tenets is the idea coloured by the distorted superiority of 'the rulers of the world are inherently the first Aryan race created by God'.

It is said to be influential not only within the Church, but also deep into the kingdoms of Methanostat, the Duchy of Cullen, the Empire of Tullian and the political centers of the nations of the East.

It is also said, however, that it has served no purpose in the earlier Demon King wars and is pushing towards even more radical ideas as a trigger.

From the Mummy Study and Journal, Religion and Back History of the World -

"I see."

I closed the search magic (Gogol).

The "Holy Church", which worships the Sun God and has as its main teaching the appreciation of the hearts and minds of people for nature, is a common Church that has spread throughout the world. This church I'm visiting now is just one of them.

It would be reasonable to assume that that mysterious talisman, which easily broke through the interpersonal kingdom by my magic thread (Magiwire), was independently developed by Methanostat's Cathedral Church, also One Clear World (Kristania).

Holy power is the opposite of the magical power used by wizards and wise men like me. It has the effect of offsetting the demon's power and cleansing it and rendering it powerless.

There seems to be no more malice than the bills distributed throughout the village are holy objects, but what is the purpose? Disabling magic or detecting something......

By the way, the random barrier change type junction that I let unfold during combat is properly woven into the 'vs. Saint' attribute. It's no use trying to disable my bond with holy power.

"Lord Grecas, I have also been given that talisman."

"! Does that mean from the One Clear World (Kristania)?

"Yes...... that, actually"

I silently lift my glasses at my fingertips and wait for the priest's next word.

"The Mayor's warrant... from Mr. Cecily."

Nah -!?

I lost my word to the word that came out of the priest's mouth.

The back of my stomach chills like I swallowed cold lead.

Beautiful enough to be sucked into blonde hair that shines like a golden thread, blue eyes.

It was my dowry candidate number one, Cecily, the most prestigious girl in the village.

So she's a member of the secret society of Methanostat Cathedral Church, One Clear World (Kristania)?

"About the effect of the bills...... didn't she say anything?

"Anyway, to distribute it all over the village," he said. This... is the holy guardian needed to stop the Dark Resurrection. "

"The Dark Resurrection......!

Does it still have something to do with the 'Resurrection of Darkness'?

and -,

"You're a light-mouthed priest, you just worked the end of the day, huh?

The sarcastic tone and irresistibly clear voice shakes the tympanic membrane.

When I looked back, I carried the light - there was a girl bordered by a golden outline.

Golden hair on the beautiful contours of the egg shape, and a blue eye that attracts the beholder.

"Cecily......?

I'm so full of puckering.

"Sage, you look like that, too.... I've never seen it before."

Kusu, smiling lightly, takes a step into the church.

The beautiful golden hair continues after fluttering.

"Ko, this... Dear Cecily!

The priest reveals his agitation and wanders, but Mr. Cecily is blind to the priest and walks over with a stare at me.

I remain motionless as if I were a frog fascinated by snakes.

"The surprised face of a wise man who doesn't change one expression whether he's attacked by a great monkey or in front of the most powerful wizard in his neighboring country...... right? Hehe..."

Why... stupid, no.

All those words swirl in my head.

He was manipulating the advanced monsters he attacked in the woods outside the village, and the Lord of the Magic Thread (Magiwire), who ambushed me in a duel with Tingil.

"You... do you?

I finally leak the word. My mouth is ragged and my heart, which bursts into a bump, is attacked by the feeling that it's about to pop out of my mouth.

A girl with golden hair up and beautiful contours like an exquisitely crafted sculpture slowly opens her lips.

"Jesus... and no, wise man"

"Ask the wise man a Zen question...... is it?

When I broke off my complicated thoughts, I confronted Mr. Cecily with a poor grin.

Continued