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

◇

It was Iola and Riola, who ran out hand in hand, but by the time I finished washing the dirty plates I had left like a mountain by myself, I was already back in the mansion.

There will be three guests next time. There was one more in my twin brothers and sisters, and a beautiful blonde blue-eyed girl - Mr. Cecily was with me.

She is the beloved daughter of the village chief and has the shadowy side of "One Clear World" (Kristania) intelligence that sets out a creed incompatible with me, but she is a good sister and guardian to Iola and Riola.

Cecily swelled her cheeks in a grumpy manner and came to my kitchen with her twin brothers and sisters with a strange face.

When you come all the way to my sight,

"I need to talk to you, sage."

"Oh, Mr. Cecily? Would you like some tea?"

"I'm fine now"

I've never had a woman get mad at me, so I accidentally put myself up to it.

To lift my neat eyebrows and observe from the puffiness and anger, my brothers and sisters who stayed in this hall last night were burned and inspired by "Gorotsky Mischievous Adventurers" and were about to lure the important period of their lives down the wrong path...... and yell at me?

Or is Iola and Riola angry at the "decision" to defy the village chief's intentions...?

When I looked at my brothers and sisters standing still behind me, they looked at my face as if they were suing something, and the bat looked down badly.

Ahhh...... did they piss you off terribly? Shit. I need to follow up a little......

"Oh, you know, Mr. Cecily... that evening followed"

"This is what happened because the wise man is grumpy!

Mr. Cecily kept my words out of sight.

"Huh? Yeah!?

I'm the one who's pissed off!? Why? What's going on?

Behind Mr. Cecily, Iola and Riola ask how she is with her mouth tied to a single letter, with a complicated face.

"My father... is trying to sell these kids! Iola as the adopted son of the old couple's house in the village, and Riola as the elder's mansion in the neighbouring village. I don't even know how Iola and Riola feel about how the village chiefs hang out with each other or anything... I haven't even thought about it!

"That... to Rio... hey, I asked"

I accidentally chew. Iola and Riola say nothing. I suppose they think they can't give their opinions or anything in their place.

"... the fields of the old couple are certainly understaffed, but they are originally bourgeoisie and there must be a replacement without getting Io!

I see, that's what a job so well divided that it costs money?

"Besides, the neighboring village house that wants Riola is going to welcome her as her son's future wife candidate. Riola is only fourteen!?

Mr. Cecily is incredible! Appeal to me with the gesture that

Surely that is unforgivable. Riola either says she's developing, or she's going to grow up out of it... isn't it early for my wife?

Riola stares at me with both hands hiding her breasts. Hey......

"Your son, thirty years old, single, no work experience, don't leave the house, just read. They're peeking and nibbling at the girl passing in front of the house through the window.... I can't do Riola in that place!

"That's a jerk!

I tried to get angry unexpectedly, but I was single and full of books... and I was kind of thrilled to think they said something about me.

But I'm not gonna look at the girl walking in front of the house and nibble. Sometimes I smile cool at Nihil and kime pose to fix my glasses.

Mr. Cecily, who says Piscilli, was cool. I'm really worried about you two. Still, I guess I can't mask the story between my father, who is a parent, and the village chief in the neighbouring village.

"I thought these two people, who admire the sage thing... I thought it would be something you could join me in a minute. He showed me the pendant that Sage gave me with great pleasure! And the other day, you even took me on an adventure!?

"Oh... yes"

I look at Iola and Riola in the face like I'm being pushed for help. The two of you are turning your hopeful eyes to me.

"Sorry...... Sorry, I can't help you..."

Suddenly I thought I had distorted my mouth and Mr. Cecily cried. And I hugged Iola and Riola to envelop them.

"Cecily, Cecily, Cecily..."

I'm pressing a cub and two heads against my big chest.

- Hey, Io! I envy you!?

But...

I wish I had made a mistake.

I may have misled my true feelings that I could not imitate it more than being taken care of by the village chief's house.

And so is Cecily. She was the one who was happy to come to my hall and take the journey and actively pushed me back.

I've really wanted to be with you since the day you two came to the hall.

Otherwise, you can't possibly take them on a journey knowing the danger. I've felt since we met that Iola and Riola are probably much better suited to travel the outside world than they are in the small world... and I've been picturing twins traveling together.

- What the hell. After all, am I the one who's not being honest?

I've kept you waiting a long time, but I guess this one fits.

"Iola, Riola. Starting today...... will you live with me?

The two of them really put their lives together for a dangerous journey to find ingredients for medicines to help Plum. Even yesterday. I fought desperately to protect the village, the prams and Hempero. That's good enough to call me a brave man.

- Let's go on another journey together! I said it yesterday, but let me say it again.

"And again... let's go on a journey together"

"... Sage!" "Sage...... sama!

Signs of tension slip away and lips naturally corn off

Chestnut hair and eyes glow with the soft light that plugs into the kitchen.

"Okay, if Jesus is in my chest... jump in!

……

Momentum, spreading his hands like a youth and posing as a welcome, but two people looking at each other.

Is that...? For as long as I think... And.

"Yeah, no, whoa!" "Yah!

A boy and a girl, just a little smaller than me, have been hugging while tackling.

"Guru!?

"Damn, I like you, wise man" "Me too...... I like you!

"Ho ho ho... haha"

Iola clings to her muscular body pretty much like a child, and Riola's soft, slightly smelly arm eats into her neck so much that she thinks she'll be strangled.

Kind of feels good to me......, I guess I'm going to die.

"Mr. Cecily, now... okay?

Yeah. And Mr. Cecily nodded quietly, his hands pounding.

Sage says he wants to take these two, and they feel the same way. If I tell you that, even though the village chiefs speak for each other, the intentions of a wise man who is better than political power will not be able to go unheeded.

However, this is a little violent and will crush the face of the village chief who is taking care of him. So I decide to follow up there properly.

I stroked and peeled off the heads of both of them before expanding my search magic (Gogol).

Soon I went through the official's paperwork documenting the surplus personnel in the neighboring villages, and I read out the names and addresses of the people who wrote down their hopes of working for about ten people in the Labor Hope Book.

Find someone to help the old couple with their fields. Many peasants who have fled to Metanostadt in the war want to farm their fields, even at cheaper wages.

Mr. Cecily, who sensed my intentions, rushes to start taking notes.

It would take me a month to go around the villages and look it up in an autobiography or go through the process of disclosing public information about the King's government in Metanostadt, but I'd be about a minute.

If you'd come and talk to me from the beginning... I would have done about this.

Next, Neat, a 30-year-old bachelor from the neighboring village... No, he exercises precious magic for his reader-loving shyboy. Beh, because I don't think it's someone else, or that's not why!

Mechanisms exist to say that daughters around the age who want to find someone to marry will have no choice but to apply to the King's Government's "marriage mediation office" if they do not meet nearby.

When you write and submit the face and name, age, address, hobby, and what to do for magic printing (* something like a photo), if men of certain identities or men who can pay for it see it for the first time, something like Cinderella might happen...

Originally, I need to become a member, but using search magic (google), I can find it if it is compiled in the form of a bundle of "books" rather than documents. It's a little illegal, but let me give you a peek.

I looked for it for a while and it was just... there.

- Age 32, unmarried woman. Resident in the village of Dostric, which proceeded southeast from the capital. Whatever their age appearance. My hobbies are reading and making poems. Anyone with a nice smile.

Well, it's a little older, but it's a village close to here, okay?

I'll switch the search magic (google) results to visible mode and show them to Cecily.

"Um..., half... troll guy?

"No! It may seem that way to people in Kristania, but they're pure people."

"Well...?

Mr. Cecily rounds his eyes.

Face photos are more orcs and trolls than humans, but that's good. If a nice man with a smile likes to read, he's perfect for the nigga "he" in the neighboring village.

All right, that's settled.

Now you won't even want Riola.

Mr. Cecily thanked me deeply for taking note of it with a serious face.

Wouldn't this fit round without a wave of wind?

◇

Iola and Riola went back to Mr. Cecily's house once to pick up their stuff.

Looking out the window, Faria and Luroni are crossing swords. A silver-haired woman warrior and a vine-haired boy swordsman smash his sword as he sounds stiff with a kin.... Are you going to do this all the time?

If you notice, Manuferno, who finished the laundry, and Plum, Hemperoza, were drying the laundry on a rope handed to them between the trees in the garden, a short distance from the Faria and the others.

The laundry is so picturesque with the girls who laugh so much fun.

Whose underwear or pants are unfamiliar? Some of them are pretty nasty, and I'm just curious, but I can't even go check them out.

The mansion is quiet, but Lentomia is here. One person in the lab since this morning said they were going to put together a surgical ceremony. Do you think you can draw magic formations to synthesize several types of catalysts?

I'm connected by a Lentomian silver ring and a magic thread (Magiwire), so if anything happens, I can tell right away.

Occasionally, a "signal" like a Morse signal is sent to the prank.

Tong Tong, then I'm fine. Tongtong, then you like it? Or something like that.

A covert means of communication between minded wizards, but quite convenient.

Well, actually, I didn't put it in my mouth, but when I was researching the "marriage mediation office" sign-up ledger, I was finding a sentence that bothered me.

It is the graffiti of a prophecy that seems to belong to the example prophet Wicki Miln.

"Sage is your age, too. Do you think it's time to find your wife? The light we gather is small and still ahead of us.... would you come to me, too?

I don't know if you're predicting my behavior, or if it's coincidence. There was only one thing I was sure of.

Fragments of the poem I found last time, as well as the books of this marriage good offices, are those held in the Royal Library, which exists within the Royal Castle of Metanostadt.

The bookcase is about the size of the second and third basement floors, but there are even elevators that use water to get around freely.

I mean - the Prophet Wicki Miln sees himself in the castle and seems to make no mistake.

"I'll reveal who you are..."

Stop the malicious stalking peeps immediately.

Girl hobbyist paranoid, wacky unlike Poem's graffiti. Because there are fanatics lurking in the king's capital who believe in this as the Book of Prophecy and who want to change the world, the future.

And -.

We're finally celebrating the day of the party.

◇

Continued