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

We left the border lodging town of Verse Cline. We were headed west all the way.

The streets, overlooking the Parnomechia Mountains to the right, are well maintained and wide and safe for the Metanostadt and Cullen deals. At this hour, it's different from a number of trailers and individual carriages.

Usually by the time Pram went to the school building, the carriage was moving into the territory of the Principality of Cullen. The border just has a small sign and no particular immigration screening. Friendly relations between the two countries will be good for a long time.

By the way, the school building is now closed for "fall harvest holidays".

The children of the village farmers have about ten days of "fall break" in the school building to coincide with the season when they are driven out to help borrow and rest. This is how Iola, Riola, Pram and Hempero stay on their journey, even though they have homework. The members of the carriage are quiet because each of them is cleaning up their homework.

But Iola and Riola finished all their homework in the evening or something, and they're helping Plum and Hemperoza with their homework. I feel like I said I can count on my brother and sister for something.

"To the wise! The carriage is shaking and I can't write!?

"Really? This carriage prides itself on its feet, and you should be able to write about it. If that's not possible, you can do it when the carriage stops. If you get attacked by demons in the woods, you'll stop."

"The sage joke is laughable..."

"Plum's homework is a picture diary - teach Manu's sister to paint and that's it -!

"Roger. First of all, the basics, the schematics and the Perth, and the pencil..."

"Manu, you can't go that far!

As we go along with such a time of peace, the sight of the sloppy hills eventually begins to stand out the green standings. The carriages, which were gradually moving together, split in various directions, and gradually the appearance of the other carriages became sparse.

We broke the sign "To the Parnomechia Mountains" to the right and changed course north. Black primitive forests stretch out in front of you. This is the Great Forest of Kyodittel.

"Greg, from here on out, we're going to develop a circle of opponents."

"I asked for it. We'll take turns when we're tired."

"Yeah!"

Lentomia, sitting clad together on the roof, told him so with a clear voice. Lentomia is fine if the blood of the folk elves in the woods will make a scene, albeit half an elf.

Elf ears up properly, staring into the woods with a sharp eye.

You think you can do better than stay in the city?

This forest is home to dangerous insect-shaped demons and dragon demons. This party, whose purpose is not to fight, should move the carriage forward while avoiding encounters (encounting) whenever possible.

For this reason, "enemy defense" is important. Not only does it rely on the eyes and ears, but the Enemy Boundary (Circumference), which utilizes the properties of MagiWire, which is not affected by obstacles, is also the lifeline of the party.

"Manu, recite to the carriage the blessing of repellence."

"Roger.... May the devil, disaster, danger, disease, stray, stay away. Blessings (fest) -!"

By your side, Manu chanted a spell and tied an arm up. She's usually a sad girl with a special sexuality dada leak, but her strength as a monk is origami.

The effect of this' Blessing (Fest) 'should give you a good chance to prevent low-level demons, injuries and accidents that you don't have to encounter.

"Done. Mr. Grey, this will be safe for a while..."

"Grey! Fifty mertes above, the Wing Dragon System (Wyburn) is approaching."

The manu is good. Before it's over, watchman Lentomia raised her voice. Unexpectedly, I stare through the manu and glasses.

For a moment, the air of the carriage pressed, but a thin lizard-like demon passed quietly with large bat-like feathers spread over the sky.

"... you're lucky. I don't care about this one. Thanks to the magic of Manu."

Lentomia looked relieved and peered into us from the roof.

The magic of the Manu seemed to have worked well enough.

"Wolf. I thought I said the opposite..."

"Ha ha, I thought so too on the boulder"

When I laughed, Manu, who was stretching his expression, took his breath out and smiled small. Reddish eyes and white skin create a different luscious atmosphere in the woods.

"Blessings (Fes)" is the opposite attribute to Manu's "Disappearance of Happiness (Negative Zone)," but I guess the opposite is true again.

- Manuferno, one of the few monks who can use healing magic, but who is born to dwell in it two conflicting attributes: contraindicated decaying magic (pedos).

Before he traveled with us as a Dickamaran hero, he said he was hated, scorned and half-closed in his birthplace.

Monk Manuferno is not the type of person who actively talks from himself, but if this one talks, he talks normally. But I always draw my own line that I'm different from others at my pace, and I don't try to get into the circle of groups. That looks a lot like "me" somewhere...

The carriage began to move quietly through the woods, which gradually deepened.

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The road runs to sew through the Great Forest and eventually crosses the Parnomechian Mountains. But our destination is in front of the mountains, in the Dragon Man.

Approximate locations inside have been matched with my specialty magic, search magic (Gogol) map search (Mappa) from journals and books written by past adventurers.

At the end of the day, we'll have to walk a little, but the carriage alone should get us there by the end of the day.

Nearly noon, we had lunch and rest somewhat open in the woods.

There is space and spring water where the carriage can be stopped, and the thick, old trees are blocking sight. Usually I don't want to get distracted, but Lentomia and I are taking turns keeping our guard up.

Rest Iola, Riola, and the Plums after making sure they're safe.

"Uh-huh! If you don't move your body, it's going to be dull."

"Huh! Me too!"

Iola wields a sword that remains stuck in her sheath.

Is Riola about the age she wants to move her body, too, with a surprising momentum of positive fisting, mid-level kicking and doing it instead of stretching.

"Lily. We're both young, healthy, cute..."

"Oh, it's best we both stay inactive."

"Hempero! Cho's here!

"Come on, Plum, I'm going far. Don't answer!?

Plum drank the water and then ran out.

Cho was dancing when he stopped seeing me in my mansion in the fall.

Plum loves to chase the chow, and he reaches for the chow for the first jump he's seen in a long time.

I was about to celebrate my third day today with such worries elsewhere as to how long the effects of the life-extending medication will last. The other two pills are always in my pocket, but if I run out of them, I'll run out of Plum's life.

Once again, I am tightened to the weight of the purpose of my journey.

"Lentomia, come downstairs and rest, too."

"Yeah, on the boulder... my butt hurts, Greg"

Pimp, and a half elf jumped off the roof with a handsome figure. I have eyes for hair movements that blend into smooth, stretched, healthy limbs and forest colors.

Light landings are pure Lentomia without magic reinforcement exterior (Magnetics).

"Request. Oh, please, Mr. Lentomia! Say it again now..."

"Huh?... My butt hurts, Greg?

"Woohoo. Disruptive. Wow..."

Kuha! and Manu blushes his cheeks and turns to himself. Lentomia with her little neck in wonder.

Manu, you can just enjoy the word... you're happy.

I turned a warm smile to the monk.

"Kyaaaaaaaa! Hempero!

"Wow!?

Suddenly, the screams of Plum and Hemperoza rose from the shade of a tree that could have been a little.

"-Plum! Hempero!?

I ran out like I was bounced.

- Demons!? The Enemy Boundary (Circle) should be expanding in a 50-merte radius!?

What I saw was a screaming pram and a huge red and black blemish like the arms of a brown-skinned girl with an ass cake, someone tangled in Hemperoza's feet.

Gunigny and twitchy mites stretched out of the wooden void are tangled up in Pemperosa's ankles, trying to drag them into the giant trees that opened up.

Plum is holding Hemperoza's arm with a semi-crying face and managing to stop her from being dragged in.

"Dead meat bugs!?

I rushed over and held Hempero's body with Plum.

"Grey!" "Ooh to the wise man!?

- From the ground!? No, I was originally lurking my breath there.

The opponent lurking without movement cannot be distinguished from rocks or trees and cannot be "fought". I'm dressed to be poked at that vulnerability. While I'm in a hurry, I'm looking for an autonomous attack drive formula (appct). While doing so, cheats and a little Hemperoza get hitched.

"... cum!

"Oh, yes! Shiro. Oh! Who do you think I am? Oh!?

and -. A shadow rushing over like a disease wind slashed away a giant mite tangled in Hemperoza's leg with a dagger in his right hand with one knife.

Zushaaaa! and offset the momentum of the assault with both legs and one hand.

"Io brother y!

"Ooh! Io!"

"Hempero, heh! No injuries!? Plum, come here!

Riola rushes over quickly to make sure the two of them are safe, grabs their arms and rushes straight to the carriage.

Iola, with a rugged face that remained silent, was cut off and kicked off a nagging blemish on the ground.

"Sage! You, you can see enemies coming!?

"Iola......"

Exactly. I pulled it out. This... me.

I was overwhelmed by Iola's awesome sword screen. The boy's eyes were shaking with flames of anger. That's anger because I was worried about Plum and Hempero from the bottom of my heart.

"Fuck you. Hold on, sage. Well... you're the only one I can count on..."

"Sorry, thank you, Iola."

"Well, thank you."

Iola blushes and looks off. But there doesn't seem to be any hippos chatting.

"It's a trap, Greg! This water field... it's their 'hunting ground'!

At the same time as Lentomia's pressing cry, the all-round enemy junction (circle) began to issue a fierce warning.

Demons were approaching to surround us as we were distracted by surprise raids from the ground.

"Damn!? Everybody, back the carriage!

"Plum and Hempero, get inside!

"Wow!" "I'm scared -!

While Riola can push them into the carriage, I deploy tactical information displays (tactics) to confirm enemy shadows.

That number… exceeds ten. It's all a huge herd of insect-shaped demons.

"Damn, I shouldn't have stopped the carriage..."

In a hurry for unexpected surprises, blunt judgment. You can no longer escape. We just have to intercept. But the enemy comes from all directions. How far can you scrape with Lentomia and my preemptive strike...... what do we do?

"Normal. It's okay, Mr. Grey, don't rush. You can do what you always do."

Unexpectedly hacked into a calm and quiet voice color. The monk Manuferno was already entering the spell chant beside the carriage.

That's right. If I don't give instructions, we can't break this situation.

"Iola, Riola! Sookie... No, it's going to be very active."

"Ah!" "Yes!

Encouraged by the petty reply, I lifted my glasses at my fingertips with my back teeth chewed tight.

Continued