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

Who said that human beings are forgetful creatures?

If you look it up with search magic (Ggol), it's one shot, but honestly, I don't care now.

I seem to soon forget the hard and unpleasant things, and my gaze was nailed to a beautiful half-elf girl - Lentomia.

Common to the Royal Metanostadt School Building, the blue line uniform suits him well in the white and gives him a nico smile.

But a pretty girl is a lie, a pretty girl, to be exact.

"When's it been? Grecas" Sama ""

My pupil unconsciously opens to a voice and an adorable look reminiscent of the sound of a bell.

Salarily swaying pale green hair, slightly sliced large eyes, cherry blossom lips?

Regrettably...... cute.

The sweet, sour and nostalgic feeling that should have befallen the depths of my chest makes me sore.

"Ah... oh, it's been a long time. And don't talk like that because you're sick."

Unexpectedly, in a cold tone, things round my eyes and open my mouth to Iola and Riola, who were around me, and even Hemperoza, a former demon cleric.

Why do you and Lentomia know each other?

What relationship!? and magnificently floats the question mark.

"You know me well."

With a pranky and challenging light in his eyes, Lentomia said in a low voice.

"Some magic gave me a peek into the classroom."

"... heh! Still no loopholes, Grecas. I'm glad you didn't have to."

Lift only one poor lip and let Hemperoza and Plum crawl their gaze.

Already Lentomia's face was not the expression of a poor beautiful girl.

Take off the mask of an innocent, bright girl up to the moment and confront me.

- Aim... Hemperoza? No way, Plum... is that it?

We are facing each other at a distance of about three mertes.

Each other is dressed to see what's going on behind their backs. Depending on how you look at it, it's a staring position like starting a Tyman.

And, curly, Lentomia looked back and clasped, "Oh meh! I've got business to run, so go home first!," he called out.

Several of the female students I saw in my class leave looking at each other and saying, "Ugh, yeah, okay," "Tomorrow again," she said.

Everyone is intrigued by our relationship and conversation.

That would be natural, too.

One of the most beautiful girls in my class and a mysterious sage who rarely walks through the village.

Given the relationship between the two of them that don't seem to have any contact with each other...... that sounds pretty criminal there.

"Iola, Riola. I'm sorry, but will you take Pram and Hemperoza first? Yeah, I'll meet you at the water in the village square."

When I tried to say that in a bright voice, my twin brothers and sisters looked at each other and nodded small, pulling the hands of Pram and Hemperoza and started walking.

Iola and Riola are smart kids. I guess I just perceived the atmosphere.

"I'm going first. Yikes...?

Only Pram looked back so many times that he seemed lonely, waving.

"Well, it's a reunion. What are we talking about in front of this school?"

"Right! That's what I thought. Behind the school building...... so what do you think?

Lentomia stops by my side and looks up from the bottom and puts on her little neck.

Big eyes that blink all the time are beautiful to be sucked in.

And I knew it...... cute.

No! Don't forget me.

He is an enemy. The big monkeys killed you, didn't they?

"Oh, good. Very quickly."

I accidentally lifted the nigga and the corner of my mouth and pointed back at the school building with only my thumb up "come back a bit".

You may not know what the purpose is by your side, but it's just a "discussion".

I wanted to go to the invisible if I could, so that I could get my hands on it or my magic might clash a little.

I have to tease this guy with Gatsun.

Even a woman's relentless goopunch is not the exclusive patent of the legendary Mr. Kamijo.

... No, I'm not a woman.

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There is no shadow behind the school building.

Behind the school building is a forest, and there's just a small space full of clutter.

The reason I'm here is either a fight or a confession of love, whether it's from another world.

The leaning afternoon sunlight darkens the contrast between the black shadows and the lighted areas.

Lentomia, who was walking ahead, turns around and looks back at this one.

Close your eyes and stare at me as if you were looking at something you miss.

Whatever you look like in a women's uniform is a girl from anywhere, and it makes me unintentionally thrilled.

Oh, I wish this wasn't a hassle, a confession of love.

I dream about that while blurring at Lentomia.

'- I like it. Ever...... ever since'

Oh, my God, I can sue you from a junior girl, I wanted to experience that.

Naturally, that's not the case with me in the original world, and this other world is the same thing.

"- I like it. Ever... ever since"

Yeah, yeah, like that, -!

"Huh, huh, huh!?

Soon after I screamed, Lentomia suddenly dashed and hugged me.

Both arms spin around the cub and back.

"Greg, I missed you. Whoa."

"... hey!? Oh, no!

Whether you want to peel it off or not, the boulder is a man. It's not easy to leave.

If this is Cyberman's suicide bombing, I'll be a piece of wood dust by now. Yam-yah. What about me?

"Hey, isn't that nice? Nobody's coming here, are they?

"What -!?"

What are you going to do if no one's coming!? At least I want to hit you.

With a sweet voice, I peek at my tiny red tongue and look up at me.

Hot body temperatures and sweet scents of hair transmit to stimulate primitive areas in the back of the brain.

What!

- Buggy in!

Moments, a tremendous bursting sound echoed around.

In the corner of my gaze, Zash and Lentomia land on one knee.

The distance from each other is a few mertes. We were bouncing off each other hard.

"Hmm? Can't tear it even with a direct hit at close range...? The boulder is Grecas'" Wise Men's Boundary "hey!

Pan, and Lentomia closing one eye.

The sound of a breaking eardrum is due to a pack of attack magic that was shot from close range into my junction. He's been knocking in dozens of attack techniques at the same time.

Ni in the mouth of a fake girl, and a vicious grin.

Despicable extreme ambush, this is Lentomia.

- Six heroes of Dickamaran, the strongest and worst wizard.

"I listen to you, after one sweats... you mean"

"Right, a lot, huh?

The next moment, Lentomia closed her eyes and went into a spell chant.

By contrast, I just slip my fingertips in the air. A magic formation emerged with light light light around Brams Lentomia to signal it.

I'm the one who started it.

Ha! and Lentomia opening her eyes. But it's late.

A wizard chant takes at least a few seconds. So you can't beat me being a 'sage'.

- Automatic Interception Formula (AutoSequence) by Automatic Drive Formula (Acrypt).

In response to the attack, automatic tracking was carried out on the opponent's perceived opponent, and the pre-prepared magic was instantly auto-chanted (auto-loaded) by an autonomous driving technique (acryptic).

"Wow!?

Lentomia backdashes to leave the scene in a hurry.

It is a technique in which your magic yarn (Magiwire) is spread around your body to instantly accelerate ganglion activity and enhance physical movement.

Take an incredible leap of time, unimaginable from a luxurious body.

- But.

"I'm not giving you time to chant."

The magic formations that were unfolding around them turn into white brilliance and converge towards Lentomia.

Bachimu! and a damp sound and a white glow hit his face directly.

"Uh-huh!?

Lovely scream and the girl in uniform greets you.

I scratch my face in a hurry, but my face is snapped with white mucus drool.

"Yay...... Mmm! Oh, my God, this is terrible!

He gets white mucus on his pretty face and squeezes into the spot.

Now you're completely out of your mind.

"Hahaha. What do you say, sage? What's the magic taste? Can't you chant spells anymore?

You had a fight.

It is not an enemy, such as Lentomia, who does not have the "Cycloa's scepter". The combat power in the current state would be about a tenth of the time at full strength, or "wizard of the line" level.

The destructive power of Lentomia's special magic, Circular Ring Magic (Cycloa), which compresses and accelerates activated magic. If you do poorly, this school building built in a wooden bungalow and other fine wood dust will eliminate any traces. If he's serious, I'm not sure I can win the boulder either.

Well, I mean, it's like saying hello between us right now.

"Me too! Greg! What is this spell!? Worst!"

"Fuhaha, I was able to do it for some reason during the study of delayed (Fixlo) -based magic that seals the opponent's movements... mucus (Sloudou) -based magic"

"Why is the magic of Sage (Grey) all about mucus and tentacles!?

"That's because I'm that kind of character!

Half-guirred screaming at me, buh, and swollen Lentomia.

The way you lick the white liquid on your face... subtly eh.

This beautiful boy half elf is one of the Dickamaran adventurers I've met in different worlds. It is also my magical 'master' once.

In those days, I had no hands or legs at all, and now it's only because of Lentomia that I was able to do this lightly.

"Well, shall we have a talk... or shall we still do it?

"Eh heh. But Greg lost."

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I looked back at the signs behind my back.

"Oh... well"

"Damn, wise man... oh man... it"

"Sage...... Sama......?

"It feels like I used to say..."

"What is Bo often -?

There...... faces, faces, faces glancing from the corners of the school building.

Seems happy from above, Cecily, Iola with her eyes black-and-white, Zito-eyed Riola, half-eyed and thinly laughing mperosa. And a pompous pram.

My face is lined up like a totem pole.

"Whoa... you guys!? This place is wacky for this!

At the tip of my finger... a beautiful girl (Lentomia) sitting powerless with her face drooling with white mysterious liquid.

Dull, and Lentomia shrugs her nose.

Of course it's an act.

- This guy!?

This diagram is... out, isn't it?

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After this, it goes without saying that it took a small hour or so to explain the situation.

I used to know her at a magic school, but I had a lot of trouble deceiving her by saying something tasty about her prototype face cream. Still seems half-hearted though.

After all, he sucks.

In the village square water field, Lentomia washes her face and cares about her wet forehead.

Iola and Riola are in the process of buying and eating at a few stalls open in the square.

What the twins brothers and sisters look deliciously cheeky is a baked treat resembling a crepe, wrapped inside with this village's specialty berry jam.

We also gave Pram and Hemperoza a dime, so it was our first friendly buy together.

I asked Brams Lentomia beside me, looking at how that was going.

"Can you tell me? Who thinks Lentomia... is the Demon King?

- Is it the demon cleric Hemperoza, or someone in the school building?

"You want to hear it?

Lentomia turns a serious eye on me like never before.

I was slightly deflected by the glow of the light that swayed behind the glow of emerald.