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

"I'll take this place. Everyone wants you to go to the roots of the giant tree in the middle of it and help Anemi and the Dragon Man."

That was the decision I made.

"- Nah!?" "Oh, no!

"Greg are you going to do this alone!?

Twin brothers and sisters who give a surprise voice, and Lentomia.

Iola and Riola look at each other. Chestnut eyes were shaking anxious light. I hold both of my shoulders and whisper the operation in one breath.

"No, we all fight.... Listen carefully. Here's the operation..."

Take a carriage across the center of the square while I'm hitting on the Four Heavens King, retrieve Manuferno and Anemi, and my brother, the Dragon Man, to the carriage, and continue straight to the roots of the Great Tree.

He will work for Lentomia, who can manipulate magical horses.

To sum up their story, the dragon men are probably trapped in the "temple" at the root of the great tree. They have a hundred golems surrounding them.

There, Iola and Riola are avant-garde, and Lentomia magically covers them while slashing them in. I don't need to hesitate to do the rest. You can be as violent as you want. Backward support and healing of dragon men in the manual.

If Iola and Riola are exhausted, I will remotely activate the 'Wine Barrel' golem to cover them.

The dragon people should bee up and reverse the situation if they find out that help came from the outside.

I give directions as soon as possible. Iola and Riola listened to me seriously with straight eyes.

"They manipulate the puppet of dirt (clay). I'm not a creature, so don't hesitate. You're gonna smash it from the neck to the top with one blow."

"Okay" "... Yes!

"Iola, Riola. You'll be the brave ones."

I've decided to entrust it to the two trusty Future Braves. Take the biggest stage here: "A line of brave men has come to help" for the dragon men.

In order to do this, I will attract and stop the three Four Heavenly Kings who pride themselves on their overwhelming fighting power... No. We need to take them down.

The brutality that relentlessly hurt Annemie's brother and dragon man, and the Icaletas who want to take my secret pills and Pram's life to strip him of his nature, is no longer helpless.

When I took the vial out of my chest pocket, I took the red pill out of it.

Let the mouth of the pram contain one of the only two grains left, and the other grain shall be returned to the bottle and entrusted to Hemperosa. This is the last grain.

"Drink it. This will last at least three days."

It's been three days since I prescribed the medicine today. No wonder when it expires. If Plum's condition changes dramatically while he's away from me, that's the only way he can't take it back.

"I drank. Grey..."

A curdle, medicine and swallowed pram pointed a round scarlet eye at me.

"Greg, where are you going... are you going far -?

"I'm not going. Just talking to those frightening uncles."

"But Greg is alone." Aren't you scared?

I guess you're guessing something as an asshole child. Plum eats down rarely. I won't grab my robe hem and let it go.

I'm driven by the urge to cuddle you by accident, but I take my little hand and smile.

"I can't help it now to stay with Plum and everyone else forever. Be patient for a little while. Let Plum do his best from here on out, so don't let go of the crystal necklace."

"Yes, it is."

Gu, and Pram swallowed tears and shook his head in stiffness.

Little decorative crystal necklaces are engineered with a technique to monitor the vitality (vital) of the plum and the magic of a video relay (real life).

Now it's the very bond that connects me to Plum.

Finally, I reach out to Lentomia, who came down from the roof of the carriage to your seat, and I do one favor.

"Lentomia, if you signal, shoot the Circular Magic (Circular). Just once. The magic of compressing... is so good for you."

I put my lips on Lentomia's elf ear and whispered.

"-!? So... okay?

"Ah. I have an idea."

Lentomia widens her slicing eyes properly. But I immediately got a pranky grin. And the half-elf boy narrowed his eyes to create a serene look,

"Greg, we're... we're friends, right?

Stumble the words as if to confirm. I was expelled from the village of Elves and found at the end of a long wander, to make sure my bond with the Dycamaran people.

"Oh, we're friends. The ring is a testament to that, right?

"You're connected."

"Don't say it. It's embarrassing. So I'll leave the party to you."

I slapped Lentomia in the chest and then expanded the tactical information display (tactics) and jumped off the wagon fluttering as I performed an autonomous driving technique (aprict).

Lentomia grabs the carriage's reins and nods cocklessly.

In the square I confronted three enemies.

Four Kings of Kanlyun - the world peace fundamentalists connected to "One Clear World" (Kristania) are telling me to give up everything I need to know about how to make artificial life forms and the secret medicine for prams.

"It's been a long time - a long meeting, Sage. It's time for you to tell me. Do you wish? Your answer, please!

Four Heavenly Kings of Kanlyun, Angeon, the most powerful magical swordsman, raised his voice.

As it floats in the air in its words, Urunen inspires a ball of disastrous red-colored light.

Bearthus lifts muscles all over his body, gushing...... and dropping his hips.

I looked up in the sky.

The sky near noon was blue and far, and the trees of the woods were shining in the sun. The world is so beautiful.

I want to be with Plum and Lentomia and everyone else, and I want to live at ease in the mansion.

So my answer is one.

"You idiot."

"What?"

"'You idiot...'!

Anjorn gave me the look for a moment that I don't understand my reply - and then I hung up the end of my mouth to the point where I immediately wondered if I had torn it to my ear.

"So... let's have it disappear, sage Grekaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Together with the cry of the Magic Swordsman, the Four Heavens opened up explosive combat power.

"Kishaaaa! Crush! Zamarth crushing the wise!

Bearthus kicks up the ground so much that he thinks it blew up and makes a giant jump at me.

"Ha ha! I'll cut the line... I'll cut it all off!

Unellun shoots a bunch of ruby-like rays, oriented thermal magic (positrol).

"Sage! My sword, the blow of the golden secret sword... go ahead!

And then Anjorn pulls out the magic sword, "Golden (Kinetic) Dawn (Holresort)" and comes to me. It is a special sword that boasts an unparalleled cleavage of magic wrapped around the sword and tearing apart all armor and magic defenses.

The moment the three of them jumped on me, Lentomia let the carriage leave.

As the carriage crossed the square in an instant, it dragged the seriously injured dragonman and Manuferno, as well as Anemi, onto the carrier and drove off abruptly.

"Ah!? Anjane! They're going to the temple of giant trees, Zance!

"Throw it away! Golem, what can a hundred opponents do!

"Now... only to tailor a wise man!

At the next moment, a red hotline pierced 'me' 's body and Bearthus' steely fists circled my chest. Moreover, Angeline's sword easily tore 'me' 's head apart like a pomegranate.

"Gu..."

My screams echoed. But it's a good read.

"-!?" "What no!?" "Ko... how zan is this... s!?

'Me' stands, in a state of Zutaboro under attack by three Four Heavenly Kings. But on both sides of his body a new 'me' split up with null and stood up.

"Sage...... more!?

"Don't be ridiculous, Zanswoo!

Huge chunks of muscle smash 'me' again so much that I think it will reach 3 merte tall. That fist blew my head off and my torso squeaked and splashed like a clay worker.

"Hold on, Bearthus! This is... illusion magic!

"Hu... hu haha... you guys are already in my 'in surgery'?

My high laughter sounded as if I could hear it from the whole space.

From the fragments of "Me" scattered around him as soon as possible, one shadow after another appeared to be "Grecas the Wise". The shadow quickly deepens the colour, clarifies the detail and becomes dimensionless with 'me'.

I doubt it can be called illusion in a bite, but this is an application of my autonomous driving formula (aprict) that I used when I was first with Iola and Riola.

My bogus creator created an automated chant (autoload) of pseudo-images (fextures) and exterior changes (metamo outer skin) into a man-made frame made of magic yarn (magiwire).

"Hino!? Hey, that's disgusting!?

A red dot of unehrun screamed. Line up next to the anjorn in the center of the square, shooting red oriented thermal magic (positrol) in all directions, one after the other shooting out of the surrounding 'me', then tearing it apart. But that just gives birth to a new 'me'.

There were now dozens of "sage Grecas" hissing in the water field and square.

"" "" "" Huhahahahahahahahahaha!

"All - you monsters!

As Anjorn vomited rude tens of millions of lines and concentrated his magical powers on "Golden (Kinetic) Dawn (Holresort)," the sword began to shine a golden light.

Unjohn's special sword, which cleaves space and magic.

"The slaughter (slayer) of the golden dawn (horresort) - heh!

Blink around with a brilliance that pierces the heavens as well. "Me", which was filling the square, is then crushed, becoming a particle of light and disappearing.

"Ooh!?" "Boulder...... anjornzance!

When the particles of light disappeared, silence visited the square.

"Oh man... it doesn't make me feel very good to be broken"

I suddenly appeared behind the Four Heavens, who had disappeared in a cover-up (stealth) magic thread (Magiwire).

"- Huh!?" "Sage!" "Gre...... cus!

The three open their eyes in amazement and scatter in a dash at the same time. Take two, three steps and a backstep to make it to all sides of the square.

But it's late.

The Magic Thread (Magiwire) that came out of my hand had already penetrated the Magic Wall (firewall) where the Four Heavens King was wrapped, reaching the three true names of the Holy Marks (Core Stigmas).

"Ha!?

"Shit..."

"Ko, this is haha"

When I lifted my glasses with my fingertips, I did not hesitate to hyperdrive (accelerator) the autonomous drive formula (appct).

"True Name Sacred Mark (Core Stigma) Destruction Ceremony (Breaker)!"

It's my special ritual of using the "true name (core)" of the people I've searched for in search magic (Ggore), or secret names that represent my existence as a wizard, destroying the magic contract itself with God and the devil, and making magic unavailable.

I only had to "rewrite" it during the Battle of Dingil Hyde of the Four Heavens, but that is not the case in this actual battle. I will destroy you completely.

But...

The tactical information display (tactics) that was floating in front of me simultaneously switched to the red display, which brought up the "impracticable (error)".

"Nah...... what!?

The next time I leaked my stunned voice, it was me.

True Name Holy Mark (Core Stigma), Destruction (Breaker)... Executed... Impossible?

"... True Name Sacred Mark (Core Stigma) Destruction Ceremony (Breaker), Rejection Wall (Canceller)"

When the Four Heavenly Kings of Kanlyun muttered so, they hoisted the nigga and the corner of their mouth.

Continued