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

The red and black remnants of the sun set at the end of the earth, lighting the area weakly.

The standing trees and thriving scattered around the hall already look black-filled.

I stared at Brams Lentomia, the wizard of the half-elf who emerged from the darkness of the standing tree, as I rebuilt my broken system on the landing. Is it about ten mertes from each other?

"Oh no, Greg. What's the matter with you? You look so scared."

"What can I do for you...?

To my low, alert voice, Lentomia narrowed her eyes a little sadly as she moved her eyebrows slightly.

"Greg... you've changed"

"Huh...?

I took a breath in that word.

Changed? Me? What? What?

After a long adventure, I refused to engage with the public to heal my physical and mental fatigue, and I pulled alone. I shouldn't have changed anything since then.

If you say you've changed, hasn't the world changed better?

"You made something else important."

――

I lost my word. I was reminded of the feeling of Plum's little hand grabbing me unconsciously.

"Don't get a little jealous"

Lentomia gave me a lonely look. For me, this half elf is a master, and I'm pretty sure he was more than a dear friend once.

"... approached you to dive in to talk about that?

There was another sign I felt outside the mansion besides Mr. Cecily. That's Lentomia.

He covered his entire body like a cocoon with a concealed (stealth) type magic thread (Magiwire), blocking signals from the outside and approaching.

Normally, I can't see through it, but my magic thread (Magiwire) has already improved the interpersonal alert junction. Enhanced surgical formulas (algorithms) for the detection of autonomous driving formulas (appcts) and enhanced detection accuracy by incorporating stealth scancellar functions.

Suspicious at the point of approaching me in hiding, but only a limited number of people can do that.

I can't feel any other signs around the mansion surrounded by darkness than us.

Looking like a ghost is surprisingly luxurious. A small body is wrapped in a wizard's white coat (robe) with slim, stretched thin, white legs peeking through the hem of the skirt.

Are you still dressed as a woman?

How she mistook my gaze at the bitter stare, Lentomia shook the white one-piece hem with a flickering shake at her fingertips.

"Yeah, it's just an interest. It was kind of a mess at Greg's mansion."

Hiya, Lentomia looks out of sight and looks toward the mansion.

The sides look like cute angels, but the personality is brutal. He must have sensed the deviance of Daipuram and come to worship my hazy face.

As the silhouette of the dark mansion floats in a blur, upstairs windows floating like squarely cut out darkness illuminate a yellow, warm light.

It seems that Mr. Cecily has arrived in the study, and he seems to be listening to Hemperoza, who explains himself by gesture and hand.

Cecily, the daughter of the blonde mayor of the village, is a constituent of Kristania, but the purpose is only to monitor us, not to set us up directly.

In the first place, she is still a kind and dependable "Cecili sister" to Plum and Hemperoza.

"... the plum's a little feverish. I'm about to go to Wangdu to buy some cold medicine ingredients."

"At a time like this, using a magically enhanced exterior (Magnetics)?

"Ah, ah. I saw you use it the other day, and sometimes I thought I'd use it too..."

Respond while scratching cold sweat. I'm a lousy player. You'll find out in the first place.

First of all, there's no hippo doing this. We must go to Methanostat as soon as possible and get Dragon Man's (Dragunian) blood.

Find a Dicamaran six-hero monk with a dragon man's bloodbathed coat (robe), Manuferno, or if that's not possible... we'll have to go around all the illegal shopping districts in the basement to find him. Bottom of the chaos in the suburbs without the wisdom of search magic (Ghor).

"An artificial life form (homunculus) has a cold..."

Half-eyed with the elf-specific cleavage eyes, Lentomia smiles like a shudder.

He has always suspected that the blood of the Dragon Man (Draguns), also the nucleus (core) of Plum's life, hides signs of the Dark Resurrection.

"Well, until Grecas gets back... I'll take a look at that girl"

"Yes, no, it is!

"What? I'm a classmate in the school building, my friend, right?

"Don't just say what's convenient, you even said you'd dissect it before..."

"What? Did I tell you?

I stop Lentomia, with her planned eyes, from rushing out toward the mansion by blocking the way she goes with a dash.

"Hold on!

"... you're so desperate, Greg, Plum. So... bad?

He looks up at me provocatively with his fierce light dwelling eyes. Are you really one of those people who saved the world together?

"What... I'll see you?

"It's..."

"Haha! What's the matter with you? Gugle."

I can see the face of the beautiful girl in the dress getting more expensive.

Look at my troubled face, I'm having fun. You have a bad personality. He...

This was the way it was during my former adventure. No... At first, the first six months since I came to the other world and met Lentomia, I should have been one of the premier "friendly mentors" among the members.

But after he found out he was a man, his twisted feelings didn't easily go back to normal, and the relationship cooled rapidly. And Lentomia's attitude toward me gradually became twisted.

It is obvious what we would do if we left Lentomia in the mansion now. You wouldn't even hesitate to call the pram a cure and take your life. And you'll be happy to see me dye of despair.

Some hands will force Lentomia into powerlessness, but it won't be easy to settle if it's a real fight. I'm in a hurry in the first place.

- Then.

I stared straight into the jade eyes of the half elf and loosened the mouth I had tied.

"Lentomia, do me a favor"

"Hey, what?

Lentomia with an elf ear to tell me if you were surprised by my serious voice.

"Will you come with me to Metanostadt? Yes, a walk at night."

"Uh..., yes, together?

Blink your eyes with a puzzling look.

"Oh. I really want a certain magic catalyst. Lentomia would know all about the city, wouldn't she? I want you to show me around."

"Together...... shopping with Greg?

For some reason Lentomia seems confused. It seems that my original purpose and the small favors I offered are being weighed in half an elf's head.

I'll say another word, please.

"I rarely walk in the city at night, I'm not sure. Please."

"G......! If that's what Greg would say...... fine. I don't know much about it either..."

"I don't mind. I'd be glad if you came with me."

"-! Go! Yeah, go!

Lentomia's expression turns a turn, turning into something much brighter. That's a glowing face for your apparent age.

It was more mine that surprised me. Looks like a change in Brams Lentomia. His eyes, which lurked in the darkness, letting him kill himself, emitting a cold light as if he were an assassin, flicker, creating a look that even seemed attractive.

"I just want to hurry. I'll run to Wangdu, okay?

"Heck. Grey's not very good at Magnetics, is he?

"... oh, my beard actually hurts already"

At the time I jumped out of the window and jumped so far, they weren't controlling enough. There was a slight soreness in the leech.

When I heard that, Lentomia shrugged and for the first time spilled a natural grin.

He lined up beside him all the time, staring at an island of brilliant and oasis of light far beyond the darkness.

- Wangdu Metanostadt. A giant castle fortified city built around a majestic White Asian castle.

"Remember what I taught you? Try moving on your own accord and then putting in control. Trying to control everything won't work."

Crawl your gaze to the side of Lentomia lined up directly next to me. My hair stretched to cover my cheeks shakes in the wind.

"Oh, oh... well, you did"

"All right?"

We kicked the ground at the same time. Cold air makes a creaking noise in my ear.

With a floating sensation, I stick my opposite leg out toward the approaching ground.

The moment I felt the impact of the landing - "Now!" and a clear Lentomian voice reached his ear.

In concert with my intentions, an instantaneous autonomous driving technique (apict) acts as a shock absorber (absorber) in the leg.

Soon as he felt almost no pain or shock, he kicked the ground again and flew.

Now higher and faster than earlier.

"Nice, Greg! I don't know... this kind of thing"

"Oh, I miss... na"

"Ugh!

Age unknown half elf, Lentomia shows off her white teeth and laughs.

When's the first time I've seen a face like that?

We jumped as many times as we slipped down the street.

Caravans of different pedestrians along the way and people manipulating cow cars open their eyes and are amazed.

The light of the giant city, which I thought was far beyond the darkness, gradually grew and was wide enough to fill my sight. Me and Lentomia jumped to the castle gate of the king's capital, Metanostadt, kicked up the wall twice, three times, and fell free into the castle town, daring to land on the roof of a certain building.

"- Ugh, ha, ha! Lentomia... I can't do this anymore"

"I did it right."

It took more than a minute (about an hour) to get there in a third of the time.

My whole body is exhausted and rattled by boulders. Sweat runs down my cheeks, even though it's a chilly season. But Lentomia's face is as cool as usual.

We were on the roof of the building. The streets of the city stretch beneath you with magical crystals and perfumed oil lights. I see a crowd of people going out, and signs for stalls, taverns, and colorful shops.

Time is still a snack. It's all about merchants, escorts (the profession of "adventurer" in this world), and different people. The overwhelming smell of food mixes with the smell of alcohol, and songs, music, and laughter are heard from all over.

This is the capital of Metanostadt, the continent's largest kingdom with a long history. If you look into the center of the city, you'll see a giant building, the White Castle.

Apparently, it's close enough to the arena where I duelled the other day.

Breathing calmly, I opened my mouth against a beautiful girl dressed boy half elf who cared about the hem of her skirt.

"Lentomia, I'm... I'm actually looking for 'Dragonman's Blood'"

"... I thought so. I mean, could it be anything else? You want to save the girl you're obsessed with."

I say it without incident. The madness that was hunting me down and delighting me is totally lurking in the shadows.

Looking at the adorable half elf laughing at me makes me think that you're back in time.

But there was also an alarm that he might be up to something. Lentomia's distorted feelings for me sometimes explode in unpredictable directions.

"... ah"

How did I, no, me and Lentomia end up like this?

- By the time we met, I wish I could go back.

Without any doubt, I dawned on my coveted master and training, and every day was a series of true adventures, in those days when I was having fun and thrilled -.

"A walk at night would be nice, but I'd like a drink and some food..."

"Right...... Right. To the boulder, the limit. Do you want to have a tummy first"

"- Ugh!

I haven't had a drink or eaten since I went to see Plum. Is it because of the flirting?

-;

A hot, damp palm grabbed my arm.

Lentomia smiles delightfully at Nico and looks up at me from the side. A heartbeat that dances from a tight body is transmitted.

"Oh no!? Lent -"

"Yiko, Greg!

"Wow!?

We jumped into the city at night at the same time.

Continued