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

"Invitation. Happiness Disappears (Negative Zone) -!"

The monk Manuferno, who finished the spell chant in your seat, shook his arms up against a flock of Mad Wolves (Babless Wolf) who repeatedly hit him in the front in an attempt to stop the carriage.

As soon as possible, a purple misty light emanated from the tip of Manu's hand, pouring down on a herd of wolves. It was similar to the "Performance Magic (Effect)" I developed.

"Wow, it's kind of beautiful -!" "What magic is this!?

Pram and Hemperoza, who were watching behind me, round their eyes and peek into my face from behind me.

"Dangerous plum! This light is dangerous."

I'll hold them down with my hands.

The purple light emitted by Manuferno wrapped the werewolves around them and quickly misted and vanished.

The Mad Wolf genus (Babless Wolfe), wrapped in poisonous foggy light, had no choice but to rearrange its formation again in an attempt to dare to hit my manipulative "magical horse".

"Careful, Manu, don't get us involved!?

"Stop laughing. Mr. Greg, my magic shouldn't work..."

"I don't know where your magic works, though!

Unexpectedly twinkle into a monk with round glasses glowing and a thin laugh on his side.

Yes, the magical horror of the monk Manuferno begins here.

The moment one of the leading wolves (Babless Wolfe) changed direction aiming at the horse, - the cockroach, sounded dull.

Gaw!? and the screaming wolf fell as-is and disappeared across the gobble and meadow. Apparently, the wolf "unfortunately foiled his leg".

and a wolf running on the other side suddenly vomited. He leaves the front with a sparkling sprinkle of something from his mouth. Apparently, he hit something he ate "unhappily" and suddenly suffered abdominal pain. A subsequent wolf slipped his leg with the diarrhea and fell, hitting him in the head once in a while. Too unhappy.

"Unhappiness. Absolutely rising...... ugh, we should all be unhappy"

"It's magic you don't like to see at all times... I mean, it's a falling mistake."

I will once again fight the magic of the Monk Manuel, the disappearance of happiness (negative zone).

It is the manifestation of a system completely different from the magic of wizards such as flames, ice and thunder, the "Decay God" that takes away the opponent's "Luck Value (Rack)".

Normally, when it comes to the magic of monks, I imagine something positive: increasing their magical defense with the power of God, or increasing their resistance to attack, but the magic of the Manu is true and reverse, backwards. It's a relative advantage to take away the opponent's Happiness Value (Rack), increase the chance of hitting this attack, or cause the opponent to self-destruct...

The horrible thing is that I don't even know how long the manual will last.

It's magic you never want to bathe in, not to mention that I have an iron wall anti-magic defense.

"But thanks to the manu, I could clean up a lot ahead. And then the king."

The wolves in front have largely driven them away, while the herd of Mad Wolves (Babless Wolf) targeting the carrier in the rear increases. We have no choice but to punish the 'kings' of the wolves.

"Fuck you!

"Ha!

Iola and Riola are able to slap off the wolves jumping, also because the carriage maintains speed.

"Just hang in there a little longer, I'll finish it now!

And I called out to the two of them, and rose to your seat.

"- Lentomia! Ready?

I yelled at the wizard on the roof.

"Fine, come! Gugle."

While Manuferno was "exposed" in the front, Lentomia was ready for the Circular Ring Magic (Cycloa) excitement.

The Wizard of the Half Elf offered me a thin arm with a 'Circular Ring (Cycloa) Tinker Cane (Kakara)' on the roof of the carriage.

"I'm sorry, Manu, I need some help. The MagiWire remains connected to the horse. If you pour your magic into it, the horse will listen."

"Confused. Not sure at this rate..."

"It's okay, look ahead anyway and keep up the speed, the road is straight for a while"

I handed the reins to the manual, gripped them to wrap their white, little hands around them, and transferred the magic thread (Magiwire). Whatever the contents, I'm a little dodgy on the girl's soft hands.

"Temperature. I feel it at my fingertips, Gugre. Your temperature, haha..."

"Just look forward!

I dye my cheeks and grab the head of the monk who loosens his nihella and mouth, and turn it forward slowly.

I jumped straight onto the roof of the carriage.

Vibrations are more intense on the roof than I thought, and it's even hard to stand without a magic reinforced exterior (Magnetics).

"You kept me waiting, let's go, Lentomia!

"Ugh!

The beautiful boy in the half elf smiled and generated several fireballs over his head.

It's the magic of a flame bomb (Flame Prow).

But now it is only a material of circular ring magic (cycloa).

Lentomia clung with her left arm around my hips. While I support Lentomia's thin body with my right hand, I grasp the location coordinates of the King (Lord) of the Mad Wolf genus (Babless Wolf), the target in the Tactics display. Then he releases the magic thread in large quantities over the 'king' behind the two hundred mertes.

The tip of the yarn dissolves and disappears the moment it touches the body of the 'king', but it still doesn't matter. We just need to know exactly what the coordinates are.

"Target coordinates fixed. All right, fire! Lentomia!"

At the same time as I screamed, Lentomia spun the "Circle (Cycloa) Tin Wand (Kakara)" with her right arm and took away the magical flame that was dancing overhead.

It's like catching a goose with a worm knit.

and the tip of the scepter (Kakara) scepter, which entangled the magic of the flame, began to dwell in a dazzling glow.

Giyin, and playing a tall sound, the red fireball eventually condenses earlier on the little pinky finger, increasing its radiance. That is so dazzling that you can no longer look directly at it.

Lentomia's magic concentrated on the Cyclore, and the Magnetic Reinforcement Exterior (Magnetics) that was unfolding on her legs was interrupted.

I embraced Lentomia's body from behind, which could not even stand without support.

"Flame - Circle Magic (Cycloa) Huh!

Lentomia raised her voice and swung through the tin wand (Kakara).

- Bishung!

Little grains of light disappear into the night sky at a bullet-like rate that cuts through the air.

That was quickly drinkable by the darkness and invisible.

"No. Yes! Greg!"

"Ah!"

The magic thread (Magiwire) connected to my left hand did capture that massive amount of energy.

Just... a second.

"Right here. Ahhh!

As soon as the "light point" reached the head of the king (Lord) of the genus Mad Wolf (Babless Wolf), I shook my left hand down with a cracking mood.

The bullet of light emitted by Lentomia plunged sharply as it guided my magic thread (Magiwire), capturing the back of the Wolf King.

A blow like a sudden descent bombing from just above.

At the next moment, the brilliance as if the sun had risen erupted from the horizon behind the carriage. The fireball swelled up as I saw it, illuminating the meadow on one side of the perimeter as if it were noon.

Later, heavy ground sounds and shockwaves rocked the carriage and the surrounding wolves.

"Wow!?

"Hey, that one!

"Kwahwah!?

"Ooh!?

What we saw, dazzling eyes getting accustomed to, was the sight of a red and black flame in the shape of a mushroom climbing up into heaven.

Lentomia's Special Magic, Circular Ring Magic (Cycloa) gathers magic powers such as flames and ice, accelerating compression with a circular scepter (Kakara), and multiplying energy to fire. Any magic defense is null and void before its overwhelming destructive power.

If you take a direct hit with me, I'm not sure I can prevent it...

The reaction of the King (Lord) of the genus Mad Wolf (Babless Wolf) to the tactical information display (tactics) left no shadow or shape. In the corner of his sight, the other wolves nearly ran away with their tails wrapped around scattering the meadows illuminated by the remnants of the explosion.

"Eh, you did it!

"I guess I've made a big hole in the road.... I mean, get away, Lentomia."

"Huh... no, I can't help my legs"

I finally sighed in relief as I peeled off the beautiful boy half elf clinging to his waist more and more.

Continued