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

- It is both Jesus and No.

You tried to wind up in smoke with an answer like Zen Question, Cecily, the most prestigious girl in the village, has turned a gaze at my reaction.

I'm lifting both ends of my mouth, but that would be something different than a smile.

"Father, I'm sorry, but I'd like to speak with the wise man alone."

"Ah, ah...! I also promised to go baptize... Lord Grecas, please take your time."

Father Marchcut left the church when he shitty and supportive. From the way Cecily fears every word, who at first glance is just a village daughter, she is a member of Metanostadt Cathedral Church's secret society, One Clear World (Kristania), and the magnitude of the organization's power can be seen.

The rest of us, me and Mr. Cecily, face each other in the middle of a quiet chapel.

Even though I say it's nearly noon, the church is surrounded by chilling air, and the light that plugs from the stained glass shines through the dust in the air.

I had no choice but to sit down in a bench nearby, enduring the same feeling of rejection that I had previously felt, and the air of not having a good conversation.

"... does Mr. Cecily's manipulation of a magic thread (Magiwire) to attack me mean that he's right but different at the same time?

"Yes, that's what I'm talking about, wise man"

Mr. Cecily responded slowly in his usual soft tone.

Yes and no.

Right but wrong.

Am I being tested for disobedient language? No.

To "One Clear World" (Kristania), a secret society to which Mr. Cecily belongs.

"Hmmm...... Something's weird, but it's a sage turn from here on out"

……

Tip her neck like Mr. Cecily has eaten.

Now let me show you the power of knowledge deeper than my ocean.

Knowledge and experience of the original world (mostly games and books) and the power of the many adventures (quests) I've done in this world!

"There's no way you can use a magic thread (MagiWire) that you can't handle without an advanced operator without any indication. The magician who attacked me in the dueling arena - the" Toddler Girl! Naturally not even the lower wizard who screamed. "

…………

"I mean, Mr. Cecily, are you or that junior wizard just a 'terminal'?

The advanced operator lurks somewhere, and exercises his technique as a 'terminal' with his followers, Mr. Cecily, and that junior wizard of Cancun.

"With this, we can activate advanced techniques remotely without any signs. But this... is a 'new technology' that never existed before. Is the boulder a Christania, something like that?

"Ah...... The boulder is Sage Grecas. Exactly…"

I admit it lightly.

"The purpose is to test my abilities, and to use our new technology in action, to see how far it leads to me, so to speak, power reconnaissance."

Mr. Cecily agrees in a small way.

I assume from her condition that the matter of the magic thread is of such an extent that it is not difficult for 'Kristania' to be known.

I mean, what you were doing to me is not the essence of the matter.

- It's decoy, so to speak.

"Not to mention who Mr. Cecily is... He didn't feel like he was trying to spy on me."

"Were you aware..."

"Thinly, though."

"Where are you from?

"It's from where you plugged my sandwich in"

――

This is half a lie and half a reckoning.

"That's what that kid said the day he cooked for me that Plum couldn't even do." Greg, give me something good to digest. "

The sandwich plugged in probably contained something like some sort of magic yarn (Magiwire) fragment that was invisible (stealth) treated.

Perhaps that's for investigating me or Pram.

Plum knew it by instinct and hesitated to feed me as I did.

So I guess it was a sort of ritual of simmering sandwiches, trying to render them powerless.

That's when I hit my head without even realizing it, and I was dumb, but I was saved by the simmering of plum specialty gelo flavor.

Bad behavior could have infected a Trojan horse-type virus-like surgical routine, interfered with sorcery battles, or secretly opened the 'back door' from which my sorcery information could be extracted.

and

I've tried blowing this with the reasoning I just came up with......, looks like a bingo.

Mr. Cecily's complexion changed slightly.

Flipping from his spare expression until earlier, the light of his eyes shakes with agitation.

One thing is clear. Mr. Cecily is a spy or an intelligence agent for an organization that molests something.

And no more..., that means he's not my wife candidate.

"Mr. Cecily was watching over me all the time to get rid of the demons outside the village, the raids in the arena."

"Sage, it's useless to hide things from your face..."

Mr. Cecily sighs small and drops his shoulder.

And your shoulder load went down, and you turned your blown out eyes at me.

"Those brothers and sisters... are you one of them?

I threw in a serious question.

The first consultant to visit my house. The world began to move that day.

And those two are being looked after at Mr. Cecily's house.

I didn't want to think about it, but it's not unlikely.

"Those kids, Iola and Riola are irrelevant! Both of us in Kristania..., in this case!

Mr. Cecily strongly denies it.

Those eyes were serious and it was clear that they were not lying. It's like worrying about your real brother and sister, your usual face.

"Good......"

I stroked my chest down.

If they'd said "yes," I might have gone mad.

I almost set Mr. Cecily up with a null mucus attack, searched out all the 'Kristanian' constituents, and made everyone into a body that I could only say "I love Yogi" for the rest of my life.

"Sage... Actually, there is a reason for this"

Mr. Cecily leaks a disappearing voice. But I narrowed my eyes and moved my gaze outside the church window.

There's no way. Quite the reason.

But the attack on me may be a magic thread (Magiwire) or a big monkey, but I honestly don't care about the Wizard's Fireball.

No matter how much I get hurt, it's nothing short of trivial compared to the days of my former adventure.

Although.

If you want to hurt the Plums (...), I will not condone it.

By now...

Wouldn't Plum be bothering "Brother Io No" and "Sister Rio" in the school building?

Would it be brainwashed by Hemperoza and not polished by assholes?

I'm worried... but I enjoy the time I've been thinking about this.

- Something important that shines like a treasure, finally found in this world.

If anyone tries to break it...... I'll probably smash it with all my might.

Looking up at the church ceiling, he grips the cobbles hard.

"Numerous disrespects, I don't think you can forgive me. But all... to stop the Dark Resurrection."

Oh, is it still "Dark Resurrection"?

"... I thought that might be the case, the talisman you were handing out... to detect the darkness and the doings?

"Yes, it's like a terminal to build a massive magic grid sensor."

"Apparently?"

"Me too... much more..."

Mr. Cecily said there. They really don't know.

But to deduce, he would have extensively set up an observation point of holy power, trying to capture the vibrations of magic that occur in space using reciprocal reactions.

If you sprinkle a wide range of talismans, you can increase the accuracy of detection.

Pretty advanced magic technology. But now we have a point.

"But... are you sure you can find out 'The Dark Resurrection'?

I lifted my glasses.

Clouds ride through the wind through the sky seen through the windows of the church.

"It was about a month ago now. The great wizard Lentomia, our magic advisor, detected a certain magic vibration."

- What?

"Magic vibrations fit a certain intrinsic magic waveform pattern. That's the root of darkness, the Great Demon King...... de"

"Well, now... what?

"Ah, so the Great Demon King, Denma"

"It's not! Before that."

To my sudden cry, Mr. Cecily turns her eyes round.

"The Great Wizard Lentomia?

That's right!

The Great Wizard - Lentomia.

Six heroes of Dicamaran, make him the most powerful wizard and a beautiful boy half elf of unknown age.

"Lady Lentomia has been watching with Grecas."

"You don't have to tell me that! Why did he... to Kristania!?

"Let it be, I am not officially a member... that, as a magic advisor or as a technological development, I have requested through the King's Government..."

I was a little upset, but I'd be convinced to build a massive magic grid sensor, a level wizard capable of manipulating covert (stealth) magic yarns (MagiWire).

Dicamaran Six Heroes' Most Powerful Wizard - Circle Ring Magic (Cycloa) user Lentomia.

That could be him.

He was a former companion, Lentomia and I were a mentorship and quite 'intimate'.

Faria was a 'friend' who could talk to each other as her best friend, but Lentomia was either... more than a friend. Less than a lover (...) of... Ugh!? It's also hard to remember.

I was deprived of a lot of things by a half-elf who looked so cute that she and I looked different.

- He's taken something terrible!

I heard a detective in a dirty coat screaming in my brain. No, no. I don't really want to remember... in many ways.

I drink bitter memories, but I was concerned that it was moving.

No matter how much you're a technical adviser to Kristania, it's odd that you don't have any advice from me.

If you feel any sign of the Demon King, you can come and talk to him directly.

Why are you doing this all the time?

It's like you're avoiding me...

…………

I had a bad feeling about Russia. Chestful noise, it can be said.

To me completely in the sky, Mr. Cecily bends his eyebrows with a rather puzzling look.

"Master Sage......? I finally narrowed down the source of the magic vibration…"

"Huh!? Oh, Demon King's Wave, something like that?

I rush back to where I belong.

"That was our village."

"What... to?

It was this village that detected the demon king's fluctuations? What the hell is that... What's that supposed to mean?

I remember so much dizziness that I didn't know how many times today.

Continued