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

"Sooo hah... sooo hah..."

I sucked in the scent.

An aromatic incense that fills the nasal cavity.

Oh... I can't wait to hear that. It's awesome... and my mouth loosens without thinking.

I hope you don't get me wrong, but I'm not acting perverted.

It's "old books" that I enjoy incense.

Aromatic aromas of old paper and ink. Deep touch like concentrated time on the back cover of a heavy peeled skin.

A room with a sage hall I haven't been back in a long time.

A mini library dedicated to the wise behind the second floor of the museum. It is held by various books in this world that were bought from ancient bookstores in Wangdu and obtained by asking the merchants to do business.

A bunch of secret bookshelves collected can be my source of sage energy.

Open the page and press your face, sooo sooo calm and energizing.

That's just it.

- Sage Energy.

It's the energy of the mind I need to live in this world as the "wise man" I named it.

Supplemented mainly by reading, thought and meditation, it is gradually lost when it encounters an unusual situation. Easy to consume. Walk outside and be exposed to strange eyes in the crowd or fight barren and you will wear out.

Other than that, I want to have fun laughing and getting along with girls but I can't talk well...... what a bit less times.

To accumulate efficiently, you should read a book or surf the ocean of information with search magic (google).

It would be great to have delicious food and a comfortable room where no one can disturb you.

But...

Lately I've found other ways to store up besides that.

Talk to Plums and fellow citizens or take a trip. It could have been filled.

I was selflessly obsessed with traveling with the heroes of Dicamaran when I remembered, and I never thought about sage energy.

I pulled into a comfortable hall for about six months, and I may have forgotten something a little.

Maybe Lentomia's lonely words to me, "Greg, you've changed…" weren't a mistake, though.

"Mm, this is already the time"

When I realized it was past 4pm.

I've been doing research with books and search magic (Gogol) all day, and I read books from time to time with my breath... all the books.

I regret a little that I couldn't do much with Plum's opponent.

Looking out the window of the "Hall of Wise Men," I could see well the King's Capital of Metanostadt because of the clear air of autumn.

It is the castle of Metanostadt, the king's capital, that looks just the size of "arm stretched out and thumbs up". With a very high spire, the White Asian Castle boasts one of the most majestic and luxurious on the continent.

Nevertheless, it was the king of the gold hobby a hundred years ago that built the castle or something, and when I actually approach it, everywhere is destroyed and the decorations peel off, leaving scars of the Demon King's War. There are still traces of damage caused by the failure to intercept the Winged Demon Dragon (Egilburn) flying through the anti-aircraft interception network.

Some of the wounds of the Demon King's War are still unhealing, and they can't even get around to fixing the castle.

The larger building, which is built to lean against the castle, is an institution of the King's Government, which serves as the centre of the nation. The Circular Arena (Colosseum), which previously had a "duel", is also included there. Surrounded by castles and towns inhabited by nobles and officials, there are also advanced school buildings to become wizards and knights.

Around it is also a flock of dwellings inhabited by merchants and ordinary residents.

Returning our gaze to the nearby fields, the wheat fields in the village of Finovocci are already in the process of being harvested in the autumn and seeded for next spring.

Iola, Riola, and the schools that go to Plum - the school buildings are now a period known as "fall holidays" and in this village, which has many children of farmers, they are all rented out for farming.

"Is that Iola and Riola...?

Seeding in the corners of the field would be Iola and Riola, and Mr. Cecily. From chestnut hair and outfits. Probably those two. They're also helping Iola and Riola, who are living in the village chief's house.

The schematics of a boy and a girl sowing in a wheat field and a beautiful village daughter looked like a single painting.

My brothers and sisters have just been traveling with me for about a week, but I'm impressed to help with village field work. I don't even feel comfortable moving around.

and

"Grey, is this the letter?

Plum came over to me standing by the window and offered me a piece of paper.

He wrote hard, like Mimi's crawling letters, but he couldn't read them.

Even without translation magic (Yakutus), I was able to read and write to the extent of the letters I used on a daily basis. Honestly, without magic, it's a level that's no different from the plum, but still very different from before.

"Hmm? It's not" I'm coming to see you, "it's" I'm going to see you, "there."

"Ooh? It's annoying."

Apparently, he wants to send a letter to the village of Dragon Man (Draguns). That's why I've always grown up on my own.

If you've been anywhere once, you can use the means of catching those crows and having them magically carry letters.

Most importantly, this means is not a very definite means, as long as it is also predatory along the way. Some professional wizards undertake to send letters, but it is customary for them to fly more than one at the same time in case of an accident.

"But I'm good. It's a fine letter. I'll magically send you to Annemie later."

"I look forward to it -! Annemie will read it to you."

"Ah."

Pram shines his eyes as he holds the letter to his chest, picking it up and down with just his toes.

Plum, who looks happy and smiles, is doing well so far thanks to the pills.

With the precious blood I received from the Dragon Man, I have already made a "life-extension pill" for about a year, so I won't have to worry about it for the moment.

All we have to do is create a fundamental cure, which is our original purpose. Nevertheless… it is an unprecedented and difficult task to replace only the "nucleus of life (core)" mechanism of the artificial life form with something permanent.

I went on to study almost insomnia to the point where I took a nap from the day I got back to the hall.

Fully utilizing search magic (Ggol), we examined and fished from ancient lost civilization magic techniques to modern advanced magic research, and gathered information that seemed to be available.

I kept checking the amount that I even thought I needed a hundred years if I was turning the book around in the library.

But thanks to this, the underlying theory was being completed.

- The "nucleus of life (core)", which works behind the body of the pram, supplies energy to sustain the body of artificial life while converting and consuming a little bit of the life force emitted by the dragon man's blood.

All you have to do is replace it with something that produces energy from the same "diet" as organisms like us.

As a kind of 'vector', you can create a special reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous drive formula (aprict), and carry a new 'core of life'.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... perfect"

I lifted my glasses at my fingertips while suppressing the grin.

This theory is a fusion of magical knowledge gathered in search magic (Gogol) and ideas from the advanced sciences of the world I was in.

I didn't spend my precious days in high school reading Dada's books from the inaugural to the latest editions of scientific and occult magazines.

Even knowledge that seems futile always comes when it helps this way.

"Comrade, Greg..., I've been up all night for the second day..."

I pushed open the door to my study and Manuferno came in with a ghostly foothold.

Fall positively on the couch as it is and stop moving.

"Mr. Manu, are you a fighter?

"Angel. Right in front of you, there's a red-haired angel..."

He reached for the plum weakly with a vain face, but collapsed with a gag.

Plum peeks in worried, but his spirit seems to be clouded.

"Don't talk about your whole night and my whole night in the same line!?

"The same row. The mind trying to create something... one"

Just turn your neck this way, thumbs up.

"It's not one!

The day after the journey, Manuferno complained in tears that he had nowhere to go.

A peer-to-peer magazine retailer had to accept the government's gasket. I had no choice but to let him live in the hall for a while. There were a few spare rooms, apart from... a fellow traveler, albeit a girl. I'm not a stranger. Except for a few conditions.

1. Evacuate as soon as the following places are found:

2. Don't crawl at night

3. Do not scatter garbage

"Thank you. I'll stay with Greg"

"Never mind. Besides, don't use this place as a sales hub for peer magazines, okay?

"Agreed. Find a new Azito while lurking in Grekun's Hall"

"Don't say lurking or aside!

Damn, even though they say it's "suspicious" or "the base of the demon king's resurrection," try to be a base for illegal peer magazine sales.

One of these days you will be besieged by the Holy Knights who will protect the King's capital.

"Hungry...."

"Right."

"Cause of death. Starving to death..."

Gakri, as Manu insisted, says in a powerless voice. Long silver lowered hair is falling on the floor.

"Ah! I already figured it out. I can't help it. It's time for dinner..."

Soon after looking outside, the day began to tilt and the fallen leaves were in the wind.

The Ocanese Union of the Village makes and brings me meals, but these days I've been busy seeding the wheat harvest in the Village, and I've been making them.

I don't expect chores from a manual with no women's power.

"Plums and Plums help -!

"Well, then let's make something together"

"Yes it is -!

Plum hugged me in my arms and started pulling me into the kitchen like a drag.

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The stewed dishes made entirely with plum in the kitchen are vegetables, meat and... well "something" like stew. It looks like it for once.

I don't guarantee the flavour.

"Rice, done............... ah"

"What's up? Plum."

Plum blinked her eyes as she stopped moving and looked out.

At the same time, my magic thread (MagiWire) detects something.

It's a sign of a human running towards the mansion.

I feel that Plum's probability has become increasingly precise lately. Probably a side effect of the medicine though.

"... Damn, the Hempero one"

It's like a wild animal that shows up every time, every time, at dinner.

But Hemperoza stayed hidden behind the stone walls outside the mansion, trying not to move for any reason.

"Hempero, I must have fallen hungry!?

"Why?"

Daiwa, I guess I'm also looking at the timing of serving it on a plate.

But just fine, this culinary pole... no, let's get a taste of it.

I opened my hand and called on the brown-skinned girl.

"Hey......!

"To!?

I heard Hemperoza. It sounds like no heart or tears.

"Hempero, what are you doing? Come quickly."

"Yes, not now! Oh, my God... you're so annoying!

"... Huh?

Why should I want it? What are you talking about? I shouted out the front door and shut my hand.

"Hempero! It's not right!

It's troublesome for Hemperoza, but he helped Plum a lot on the trip. Besides, he seems to be counting on me these days... and he can't even leave me alone.

If it's enough to come every time mesh and scratch till souvenirs, Hempero lives here already...... no. There seems to be brothers and sisters who admire him, and that's not how it works.

But it's a good thing Plum is happy and the meal is busy.

Fun fills me with sage energy.

- As it is, it helps that every day is peaceful...

Continued