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

"Blood is life itself to us!" "I appreciate you saving the inside, but if it's blood, it's not a story." "Humans get out!

Dragon men (Draguns), mainly from the elderly, began to raise their voices one after the other. The elder remained silent and listened to the people inside, but eventually opened his heavy mouth.

"... as you heard, Lord Sage. Why don't you just say something that wasn't there?

Where they thought their opinions had been exhausted, the elder Alpa-a-Jules spoke in a tone that would teach me. The revulsions of the dragon men are tougher than expected. Because the purpose of the Four Heavenly Kings who attacked this village was to give me blood.

Faria, Manuferno, Lentomia, and Iola are all spitting and watching what happens.

I couldn't give up to achieve my true purpose in this midst of following a painful battle. I keep making serious complaints.

"Please. Just one bottle of wine is fine. That's all we need... to save Pram's life here!

I turned my gaze to Plum, who had his neck tied to the grown-ups' nasty stories while holding his knees beside him. The same scarlet eyes as the dragon man stare up at me with a clear color.

"Your daughter's... life?" "Sick, is it?" But... is it cured with blood? "

The dragon people look at each other in confusion. But there is no such thing as splitting blood.

- and.

My little hand rose.

"... I'll give it to you"

That was Annemie. The dragon man's son, sitting near Pram, said so in a quiet voice, but with a strong and determined voice.

"Annemie?

Plum rounds his eyes.

"... that I am friends with Plum"

grin, and Annemie smiles at the pram.

"Me too... I'll give you blood.... because you guys helped me."

It was Annemie's brother who stood up with a flashing face.

The young man, who bravely challenged the Four Heavens King and was badly injured, had just connected his life with the healing of Manu. A dragon man with a sharp eye for a strong surface, but his body wounds are not yet fully healed.

The two parents nodded as they had decided to, "Use our blood instead of Annemie and Ninil," and raised their hands in alignment.

"Oh, thank you!

I was speaking naturally and thankfully. It's an honest, intact word, with no majesty or nothing of a wise man.

"We were saved lives by these people, blood... the same thing" "I don't mind. Follow me."

The next people to raise their voices were the young dragon men who were healed by Manuferno for their injuries. The circle gradually begins to widen.

but -,

"First of all, everyone, I won't admit it, once you forgive a human being, you're going to tell me to give you more next time!

"I disagree... the daughter is ill, but how are you?

It was the ancients who sat on the left and right of the elders who raised the opposite voice.

After all, there seems to be a great deal of mistrust about humans. Will numerous "experiences" make them stubborn?

The dragon men, who were raising their hands, bewildered by the ancient voices, laying down their hands with an audacity.

- If this happens, it's a last resort.

"Thank you for your concern, wise ladies. But... in your words, at least... I want you to see this before you decide why I'm making such an impossible wish."

"Mm... huh?

"Sage... if that's all they say"

I turned to the old men with stubborn faces. At the moment the elder who was listening raised a single eyebrow, I inspired an autonomous driving technique (acrypt) and raised a square "window (windu)" in the air.

Surprise and admiration leak from the dragon men. It expands in a state of visualization so that it looks like everyone in this temple, and the size expands to about one tatami.

This is a combination of an autonomous driving technique (script) for tactical information display (tactics) and video relay (real live).

All the dragon men in the temple had their eyes poured into a square window of light.

"What I'm about to show you is a true story, spinning by my" Magic of the Wise "...... Pay attention to the Screen."

Pan, and when I rang my fingers, the light music played and the plum was shown on the screen.

"Ooh!?" "The painting is moving!" "Your daughter...... another one!?

The smiling pram is more of a painting than a real thing...... well it is processed into a "animated" kind of painting when it comes to my wording of the world.

When Pram smiled, the wind blew through and rocked his hair, the camera (let me call this about the motion of the screen) slided up and the title appeared against the blue sky.

- "The Adventures of the Wise Grecas - Looking for the Drugs of Life"

"There's no one on the back!?" "Wow!" "Is this the magic of the wise!

The dragon men scream at each other and fall into a light panic state.

"- All of you, sink. Don't worry, it's the same as many (again) stories told by traveling bards and paper players. But thanks to the help of the wise man, the painting is moving."

Everyone inside to an accurate explanation by the sharp insight of the elders, ooh! and pound and strike hands.

"Ah... thank you, Elder"

"Ho-ho, don't worry about it. Which, the tale of Lord Sage, I will let you see..."

The elder glanced at the screen with a chin beard as he calmed down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as the elders have just said, this is a magically moving 'picture', a technique called 'animation'. I think it conveys my thoughts more clearly than words, so listen carefully…"

"How dare you...?

"What the hell?

The dragon men regained their composure and stared at the screen again, as the people twisted their necks but the elders remained calm with a gentle grin.

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A beautiful two-dimensionally converted girl in the screen, Pram, looks back as she noticed all the more. Excessively fluffy hair, the camera turns to the end of its gaze.

And "I," who rocked his hair and robe in a handsome way, smiled and offered his hand.

When Pram smiles and takes that hand, the two dance and go around in the scattered petals as they twirl.

"Ooh!? Sage."

"Nice...... beautiful!

"What a friendly parent and child..."

Dragon people leak their exclamation. Everyone had already nailed the footage.

No, I'm not a parent or child.

"G...... Grey, su, it's amazing -!

"Ooh! I've never seen anything like it!

Both Plum and Hemperoza are excited with their eyes round.

"The painting... the painting is moving! You're such a wise man."

"Wow, Plum's painting, it's cute!

Iola and Riola are apparently impressed by the dstrike, squeezing their fists and shining their eyes.

Would my magic have impressed you so much once?

up and smile as I glitter and light in the screen.

Hmm, pretty good job!

Pfft......! and a voice that blows out on the side.

He pressed his mouth with the face that Lentomia couldn't stand anymore when he noticed. Tears on the edge of his eyes, his face turning bright red.

"Hey Greg... this is... whatever it is..."

"Correction. It's too much, Greg... Ugh... heh"

Not only Lentomia, but even Manuferno is shaking her shoulders small.

What's wrong with you guys?

Nothing. It's what it looks like, isn't it?

"- Wow! Doesn't that look just like it!?

It was Falia who applauded me with a full grin, sparkling her eyes. Faria, you're a good one after all.

"Huh? Same... isn't it? Faria."

"Eyeglasses. Faria's eyes need glasses!

"What are you talking about, you guys, no matter what you think, Miss Grey and Miss Plum?

Half an elf and a lowered monk twitch into Faria, but Faria doesn't have the wind to willingly go through "Wow! It's amazing!" he repeated, "He's really impressed with the way the" painting "looks like us.

That's the same with all the other dragon men, old people, young people, children and mothers, all with their mouths half-opened and blind.

And it should be almost scene footage of Grecas and Plum...... Lentomia was shown on the screen for some reason in the next scene.

Lentomia's thin neck, beautiful hair, neat eyes, and bud-like lips and clavicles... strange cuts are reflected one after the other.

"Whew!?

Drawing lines are delicate and refreshing. Transmitting light and petals in the background, besides the beautiful boy wizard with camera gaze smiles adorably and his eyes moisturize with lust.

"Dear Wizard Lentomia...?" "… I felt the picture was different earlier" "Very..."

The agitation spreads among the dragon men.

"Already... Greg is looking at me like this"

"Yami. Shit, if I see any more of this footage, my nose bleeds..."

Lentomia blushes her cheeks, staring at the screen as Manuferno eats in with a face that seems to drool her covetousness.

"Chi, no!

- Hey, hey! Ha, ha, ha, ha!

I send waves of thought and magic to the magic thread (Magiwire) connected to my optic nerve to correct the video. As soon as possible, Lentomia made a cool pose and gently danced the screen, shooting off the magic. Rotate and land with the explosion twirling against the background -,

Next, with Manuferno, who unleashes a black aura, and Faria, who emerged breaking through the rock foundations, he said, "My fellow adventurers are assembled!" and other angles lined the screen.

"Phew......, dangerous"

I wet my forehead sweat.

That's right.

Actually, this is not pre-made footage. Now, I'm sucking up the image in my brain with a magic thread (MagiWire) connected to my ganglion, image conversion with a special autonomous driving technique (acryptic), and it's like a two-dimensional "cartoon".

So when there is clutter along the way, there can be broadcast accidents, as just now.

Beth, I'm not looking at Lentomia like that.

But this is the new magic I've put together for this journey...

Video Dimension Conversion Ceremony.

"Uh, are we done? Let me out more."

"Hey... Greg, why am I coming out from under the ground?

"pitch black. My aura is black...... Greg, that's terrible."

Each of the three of them speaks voluntarily. Brain waves disturb when spoken to, and noise enters the video.

"Yes, please, just let me concentrate a little -!

The "Our Adventures" on the screen has just begun.

Continued