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

"Oh, come on... suddenly it's bad for you to eat, Plum"

"Fumo, nguuuuuuu!?

"Don't talk with things in your mouth!

Now Plum is having breakfast with a hungry beast-like momentum.

The pills I made over the night worked exactly as dramatically as "magic pills" did. Plum gave me a recovery that I didn't think was serious until evening.

Even though human and physical creation are different, the symptoms of pram are not normal illnesses, and the blood of the dragon man (Draguns), who is the nucleus of life (core), is a symptom of depletion, so it would be reasonable to recover from replenishment.

And the plum swells, and the cheeks swell, and the gokun drinks down.

Instantly the whole ham arranged on the table or a chunk of cheese disappears into the stomach.

"Huh, fumo!?

"Look, I'm not telling you..."

Plum that makes your eyes black and white and your face blue. Apparently, he stuck it in his throat.

When I give him a bottle of grape juice with a grudge, he drinks it up in a sigh of cocktail and says puffy or something.

I've seen scenes like this a long time ago... and I'm going on a tour. The third generation of big thieves in blue jackets is a scene in an animated film that protects princesses against bad Count opponents.

"Pfft...... Finally, my stomach is swollen."

Leaning satisfactorily against the back of the chair, he smiles hiccups at.

There is a lot to think about the amount of medicine left over from just two capsules and the journey into the Dragon Man, but for now... I was relieved.

"Well, that's more than anything"

…………

"What's up, Plum?

"Hmm? My back is itchy..."

Rub your back against the back of your thighs and chair.

"You haven't taken a bath in the evening, it must be because of the sweat. Let me see..."

"Oh, my God, I can't sweat my back off."

"Shut up."

Sleep-wrapped instead of sleeveless clothes had exposed shoulders and I could see my back. I went around behind the plum and split my long redhead between left and right as I combed with my fingers.

Nodding to the thin neck muscles, and catching the eye, are bat-like feathers that grow a little from the area above the scapula.

This is also proof that Pram inherited Dragon Man's blood.

The original dragon man has such tough feathers that he can fly, but the plum is an accessory to the extent that it can't even be feathered.

There is no use for it, and when I go to the school building, it stands out and disturbs me, so much so that I fold up.

"Hmm...?

- Something... you feel stretched out more than before?

I pinched it with my finger and pulled it, and it felt slightly but firmer than before.

Are you growing up?

I used to look up artificial life forms (homunksl) in search magic (google). Ingredients, smelting methods, necessary chanting magic, they were examined as records of ancient books, but there are surprisingly few descriptions of what happened to Homunculus after that.

I have never seen a record of "growing up" as a tool for battle, or for play, but it has a purpose in generating.

"It tickles -"

"Oh, sorry...... It's nothing. In the meantime, I hope you get some hot water in the bathroom."

"Yes, sir."

I also remembered a glimmer of anxiety, apart from the joy of getting better, as I dropped off the back of the pram that ran out.

Is it a side effect of the medicine...? Or......

I decided to sit in the chair at the dining table where the sun would plug in in the morning, sort out the information I had so far, and come up with a slow idea.

- "The same waveform fluctuations as the Demon King" that I was detected when I trained the plum. If that's something that will be detected this time, I'm pretty sure the cause is the "synthesis process of the drug" that I did.

Because the synthesis of the nucleus (core) of life using dragon man's blood uses the same surgical formula as the process of training artificial life forms (homunculus).

For example, there can be no such thing as "One Clear World" (Kristania), or something that neighbor Kanrune fears, or "Dark Resurrection".

- Sage's magic experiment caused it! So, we're done.

But what if Pram himself is acting as a catalyst for the Dark Resurrection?

An artificial life form with dragon man's blood deep in the body, the pram.

And Denmark, the Demon King, who was originally of the same race as the Dragon Man (Draguns). The only thing we have in common is the keyword "dragonman".

But - suppose Denmark somehow sees an opportunity for resurrection and grows up secretly in Plum's body...? Can't detected dark fluctuations be caused by the nucleus of life (core), which converts dragon man blood that keeps moving in the body of the plum?

Hemperoza, a former demon cleric who has lost his magic and has been restored to an innocent child. Is it too much that she visited this hall because she was drawn to the waves of Demon King Denmark?

"It's certainly possible. But..."

Nothing at this point... nothing.

I shrugged to tell myself.

Whether the cause of 'Demon King's Wave' is my experiment or what accompanies Plum's growth, 'nothing's happening' now, it's all just speculation.

Brams Lentomia, the wizard who gave me a number of flights in the name of the Christian magic advisor, was suspicious of it at first. Most of all...

Half of Lentomia's purpose was to harass me, using the work of Kristania as an excuse...

I swallow bread and grab cheese. Then expand the search magic (Gogol).

A translucent window of light floating in front of you.

Naturally I did a search here for the word "demon king resurrection darkness" and I can't find an answer or anything like that.

Ggor is a book describing history that has happened in the past, a stone tablet carved by someone, a novel written by a writer…. Because I pick up words from a database of those books.

Search magic (Gogol) tells you no information about the past, but it never gives you answers.

I must find my own guiding principles for the future.

A horn on a raven.

What I need to do now and what I want to do is save Plum's life.

If we could get a lot of dragon man blood - at least a bottle of wine in quantity - we would be able to mass produce a little more medicine and create a real "cure" that is not just a life-extending drug.

"In that case, the goal is still 'Inside the Dragon Man'"

When I searched for "Inside the Dragon Man" in Search Magic (Gogol), I found the information quickly, although slightly.

Far west of Titi continent, there is the Parnomechian Mountains on the prints of the Duchy of Cullen.

The Great Forest of Kyodittel, a vast ancient forest that stretches over its pocket (Ft. Colo). The people of Draguns, who rarely show up in public, lurk in the woods.

I saw the translucent window in front of me with my finger.

Identify a rough inner location from handwritten maps contained in book information on past great seekers such as "The Handbook of Milano," "Exploration of the Titi Continent," and "Beyond the Melnomechia Mountains".

If you're a regular adventurer, you hear rumors around in a liquor store, and get involved in a case, do a single quest... and finally get a map to the inside. And it would also take plenty of a month to get the map.

I, by the way, pick breakfast and get a map in five minutes of the stuff. Finally, the shortest route of the journey is under development.

Information on houses and shops can be found from the price to the number of rooms and secret services by fishing for "vendor control materials" on the King's government's shelves.

(I can't search for available room information in real time on a boulder or make an appointment...)

This is my "Power of the Wise" standing-point. Make the most of it.

"Ten days if you walk from here, if you're a carriage... less than half"

Search Map Magic (Ggor Mappa) floats the map in the air, formulates some routes to see, but they are all quite a distance away.

We will continue along the forest a long way from the trading streets connecting the countries along the way.

Naturally, dangerous bandits and encounters with wild monsters would be inevitable.

No matter how wise you are, you can't do it alone...

If we have to throw a party, the danger is too great.

"Warriors in the avant-garde, wizards in the rear. I want monks too..."

Soon theres a rotten monk Manuferno and a beautiful boy half elf Lentomia.

A lot for both of us (pretty much...?) I have a problem, but no matter what, I'm the strongest Dickamaran hero. If you're going to have an adventure with me, I don't have any more comforting company.

"If you ask me, you'll come..."

I'm sorry I'm a little unsure, but I want to believe you can help me save Plum.

The avant-garde prefers the strongest female warrior, Faria.

Behind it, I rolled out the Magnetics exterior.

The wizard of the rear guard is Lentomia.

At the rear is the monk Manuferno in charge of healing.

If it consists of personnel that you can think of, this would be the ideal formation. The avant-garde buys cutting time and the wizard attacks is the royal road.

I'm supposed to be a rear guard, too, but only this time I decide to stand in an offensive defensive position, that is, a volunteer position.

Supervisor, defender and attacker. If you want to be adventurous in a small number of people, you have no choice.

"No, no... no. There's no Faria."

The avant-garde is absent. Reliant Faria is returning home as a family to her hometown of Rudens after that duel.

By now we might be in the middle of cleaning up the political issues in our family's waterless, or stylish, Rudens independence and a lot of troublesome hometown.

I have the means to plant magic on the bird to hold the letter and pass the information on to them, but even if I read the letter and leave, it's plenty of five days from Rudens to this point.

I can't wait for Faria very long.

Time is a waste in situations where you don't know how long the effects of pram medicine will last.

Speaking of avant-garde, it would be comforting to have a brave Ergo or a swordsman Luroni, but I haven't been able to locate him here lately.

I guess we're on an adventure here by now......

Some hands hire avant-garde "warriors" in Metanostadt's escort guild, but they don't go too far. There are a lot of people like me and Lentomia that got tangled up in the tavern the other day, and I don't trust them.

"Well... what's up"

I sat down in my chair and looked up at the ceiling.

A carriage is also needed for an adventure in large numbers, but fortunately the carriage is stored in the garage of the mansion, the 'Grand Turtle' used in the former adventure.

I don't have a horse in my mansion right now... but I have a secret plan, so don't worry.

and so Magic Yarn (Magiwire) detected the visitor.

A familiar sign of familiarity comes up as he opens the front door to familiarity.

"Master Sage! Pram, are you okay?!?

"Hey, sage! Pramu, I'm here to see you!

It's the twin brothers and sisters of brave aspirations, Iola and Riola.

"Hmm - not bad."

Yes. Take these two to the avant-garde...!

Continued