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

"You're a hottie, so I wish I could pick a new girlfriend!

I peeled off the drunken brave men and pushed them toward the women I was waiting for.

When the ergonote opened in front of the beautiful women, who looked good, they swarmed together, momentum as if raw meat had been thrown into the lion's cage.

"Dear brave man! I am the third princess of Erslin."

"I am the witch of the use of the Blue Dragon, saved by the brave -"

"I was a Gadolgian knight and I fought with the brave, but the truth is, woman..."

"Hahaha!? Kid, you guys... I'm talking to Sage now..., ahahaha!?

Each weapon? shake and push one after another to get close to the brave. Ergonote seems happy to be surrounded by the women even as she has a pulled smile (?).

"Damn, big popular............!?

An awesome murderous and fiercely jealous gaze slammed him from the "left and right" of Ergonote. Pickle! and I accidentally stiffen myself to the feeling that the space cracked.

It was powerful enough to think that a few pieces of my junction would have been blown away if it had been magic radiation.

I move my neck to the left with a cold sweat flowing, like a gigigigi and an oil-cut machine... and Faria, flattered in a red dress, was half-eyed and staring at the ergonote.

With that sharp gaze, I accidentally drink cockroaches.

Lu beside him also seems to have noticed Faria's gaze, stiffening with the meat in her mouth half way.

"I am a mere childhood friend... and a rotten one!" Faria, whom I always say in my mouth, is honestly beautiful without naturally escorting me or making fun of the big, muscular faria, what a man who can speak is about ergonote.

No wonder you have special feelings.

Even though you talk to me as a good friend, it's too polar for me and Ergonote, which I guess will be fresh for Faria, but it can't even be the person in love.

I guess Faria's feelings are, in the end, right for that brave Ergonot.

Next, I move my neck in the opposite direction.

The cause of the freezing sensation was immediately found. It was the gaze of Princess Courtilt Snoovel, First Princess of Metanostadt.

He stares at the ergonote still, untrained or jealous, with a different eye color.... this, scary.

A long and beautiful blonde standing roll on a blue, clear blue-eye that everyone who sees breathes in its elegance and beauty. The dress, with its fluffy hem and wide spread, is enriched with gold and silver yarn to enhance the beauty of the princess without being luxurious but not overly assertive.

The "princess style" that anyone dreams of once for a girl is a fashion unique to the princess of a great country.

If Pram or Riola saw it, they'd be happy to let their sawdust eyes shine......

But if you see the face of the princess now, those dreams must blow up in one blow.

Excellent eyebrows, brilliant talent, and a lucid standing. Regardless of Princess Snoovel's public assessment that..., my impression of Princess is not very good.

We rescued the princess who was once abducted and trapped in the tower safely, but the princess completely ignores me except for betting on the handsome brave ergonote. It was a tyranny that just told me not to come by because I treated it like "something I'm not around".

In the end, Ergonote seemed to lose the strength of the princess's push to "hang out with you," but I wonder what the truth was.

Was Ergonote in love? Wasn't the princess just attracted to the brand of brave men?

Even when the world was at peace, Ergonote seemed to continue his journey of freedom and adventure by himself, but in the end, for a "brand lover" princess, a woman waiting for a distance relationship or a return, what a sexual mismatch.

But what about that jealousy-crazy gaze that I still pour on ergo?

I'm not sure I know how to say man and woman. All this is an eternal mystery, no matter how much you explore with search magic (Gögor), you won't find the answer.

But if you notice, Faria seems quite popular.

One dignified gentleman after another, who seems to be a class of fine gentlemen and knights leader, greets politely and jokes.

I guess that's not because Faria is actually a Royal of Rudens, or that kind of cot, but purely due to her charm as a person.

Even the swordsman Luroni is surrounded by girls no less than the brave Ergonote.

Cat-eared swordsmen are originally the most mouth-watering men between us, and it's a boulder to be able to tap a peppery, light mouth without looking nervous in front of a beautiful woman.

Says that it seems to be a kind of training that keeps the mind normal at all times, but there was also swordsmanship.

Sounds like a secret that doesn't break the polite tone while making women laugh lightly. I'll study... but I don't think I can do it very well.

"Awkward, if we put a beautiful woman like you in front of us, we might end up back in the wild, right? It's usually just fish, but tonight... I'll try the meat... Yikes!

"Hey, kawow! May I touch your ear?

Hey, the end of the story is changing......

When it gets too close, Lu's illness develops, but rather, if it's this atmosphere, he's going to be able to laugh at it as Mr. Cat's crude phase (yes).

We don't have to be in the middle of a quiet victory ceremony, and drunken nobles and royalty are already starting to make quite a few silly noises. Neither me nor Lentomia want to use magic to keep Lu's hips down.

Watching it this way, Faria on the ergonote, and Luroni. "Popular" among heroes still seems to be a pull. Greet the ladies and gentlemen who speak to you one after the other and have an appropriate conversation.

And take the invitation to dance or say no. I won't even have time to rest, but I'll just have to make sure you work hard thinking that's an "avant-garde" job too.

I've practiced my social skills too, but I don't think I have a lot of opportunities to make use of them. I'll tell you without misunderstanding, people came to me, too.

I was a scholar-style nobleman of bin-bottomed glasses with thick books aside, but would you mind visiting the Sage Hall, where I would definitely like your opinion on "About the study of the original spells of Tai Ancient" or "The study of the decryption of secret cryptography in the lost era"? It was a consultation.

I'm also a chimp camper on a boulder, but it's only a matter of searching magic (google), so when I respond if I don't mind, it's my heartwarming episode that I've been greatly appreciated. Tohoho.

Manuferno, who was sitting next to Ergo, had solidified into a cachicocci without uttering a word at all. Whether that looks modest, clear and boring, your noble son, or the grown up and witty gentlemen, is desperately talking about mounting one dance appointment after another.

You look vaguely laughing and deluded, but I wish you were smiling with fewer words as you go.

Even by mistake "aristocracy. Speaking of aristocracy, museum stuff. Don't say" husband and squire... haha "or anything...

You noticed my gaze, complaining about something to me in a way that the manu couldn't get away with.

Limit already......? What? I'm sorry.

Move your mouth all the time...... toilet?

I seem to be great with Riola, a good manu and a good companion.

"Lentomia, take the sushi seat outside...... Kick!

I glanced at the middle-aged nobleman who had smiled disgustingly at Lentomia.

In the Royal Palace, where rumors are spreading about levels of "Sage Gets Fucked When He Points His Finger, It Gets Unhappy" and "Finger Gets Pointed," my stare seems to work quite well.

When the gentleman turned away as he panicked and panicked, he shivered away.

"Oh, thanks Greg, a man invites me, but the royal palace is a scary place..."

Half an elf who grabs my sleeve and complains with his eyes about staying beside me.

Don't do that because that uplift is against the rules.

Sure, people with special hobbies will come by when they're as cute as Lentomia, but I'm just more worried about you if you don't blow up the aristocracy with blasting magic...

He was a small, shrugged shoulder laughing Lentomia, but seems quite tired in unfamiliar spaces.

"Yes, Lentomia, are you with me?

Tell him in a gesture and point him behind his back with his thumb.

"Ah! Me, too, Manu? Let's go with the three of us."

"Escape. I'll buckle you"

Is that the dialect of the region where Manu lived? When we looked at each other and nodded small, we took our seats inconspicuously.

The venue featured an elegant and enjoyable melody song by the orchestra, gradually presenting the look of a social dance party.

Good thing the king declared disrespectful, the louder laughter and singing became crackling in the hall, the party venue.

As the venue became confused, I gently slipped out of the venue with Lentomia and Manuferno, opening a small door in the shadow of the pillar, with servants and maids entering and leaving.

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Head through a dim, narrow hallway to the bathroom.

Search Magic (Ghol) Map The map of the Royal Castle in Search (Mappa) shows the toilet ahead.

I am surprised, frightened and shrunk by guests who are not supposed to be there, unlike some maids along the way. "I'm sorry, I'll let you through," I said in a calm voice.

"Hey, Greg, you were staring at Ergo with that princess's amazing eyes."

"Jealousy. That's a woman's horrible passionate thermal gaze,... Demon Eye Level"

Were you both aware of Princess Snoovel's gaze? If the two of us could use magic, we would have felt it as a considerable magic wave.

"You were really scared. Faria also looked grumpy when Ergonote was chewed up, but is that the usual thing?"

"Fool. Greg doesn't know the heart of a woman"

…… Really? "

I lean my neck. I mean, Manu talks about women's hearts? Ha.

"Consultation. Faria was talking to Ergo about her troubles that Greg wouldn't invite her to the dance."

"-! Yes... is it?

I thought I'd hold my breath. Because I never thought of that at all.

"Success. Greg just sits and eats in silence. Mr. Faria was in the math of asking Ergo to pull out Gugre-kun. But I got drunk..."

"Were you..."

Though I was wondering if the ergonote got tangled up with me just to say the flabbergasted gucci... Were you here to tell me to invite Faria to the dance?

Uhm.

All right, why don't you take the courage and ask Faria out? But... will you dance with me, the little one? I'm not sure...

I stopped in the dark hallway.

"Courage. Me too... Good luck dancing, so ask Gugre-kun to invite Mr. Faria too"

Manuferno poses as a fighter with a small hand and supports me.

"Oh...... ok. But let me dance with Manu first. Well, we practiced together the other day, and I feel like I could dance with Manu."

"Reject. If Greg is willing to use me as a practice bench, proverb"

On, Manu turned and stumbled as he fixed the side of his glasses with his finger. Unlike the usual lowered hair, beautiful hair shakes at the shoulder.

Why do you insist?... Oh well.

Everywhere I am, I'm an idiot. So... I guess I don't have a hottie.

Oh, no more! That was a bad idea.

"I'm sorry, Manu, I withdraw my foreword. Retake. - I want to be the first to dance with Manu."

"Wow, Greg, that's cool."

I'm sure Lentomia will tear it up.

"Deduction. But... well done to Greg. Come and dance with me later."

Manu smiled cheerfully and ran straight out to the bathroom.

Manu is an overly paranoid fellow writer, but he always discusses in depth the differences in gender when it comes to romance. I guess that's why you know how delicate (kibi) your mind is.

- I'm sorry to hear that, Manu.

Why don't I just get in the mood and debut the social world? I'd like to invite Falia to join us and get to know the members better.

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"Nevertheless, does that scary first princess, Princess Snoovel, have a sister or brother who means' first '?

Lentomia snapped as she added more use in the bathroom.

"Looks like he was there before. While I was listening to the king's boring greetings at the party venue, I did some searching magic (google) on the royal family. But... there's no record on the way."

"With Doyuko?

Lentomia's elf ears pick up, and move.

"About five years ago, the Second Princess, Princess Courtillo Metius, disappeared from the royal record."

"Second...... I mean your sister? Is that... gone?

"Oh, did the Demon King die the same time he showed up in the world, or was there something he couldn't record from now on..."

Out of the bathroom, while I waited for the manual, I deployed the search magic (Ggol) in visible mode to show Lentomia some of the material.

"Really. You were there before. Princess Metius... is that it? What is this?"

Lentomia peeks into the passage and blinks her eyes. I peek in, too. and -,

"Laughter at the lively music you hear. I ate some delicious food too, but I still miss you alone. Are you dancing at the ball, sage?

That was the writing of that prose littered poem.

I checked the same royal dossier about half an hour ago. In other words, it would have been written directly into the "book" in just a few hours.

- Got it!

"I got you, Lentomia! This is... Wicked Miln's tail."

"Huh? What?

I'm the only one who knows what's going on. Actually, I haven't even let Lentomia know. But I finally found a clue as to who this mysterious prophet is and where he is.

I said, "I'll be right back! Stay in the ballroom," he said, rushing out.

Where are you going? and I heard Lentomia behind my back, but I let the road to the library float in front of me as I ran at full speed with only the "library -" I said.

Continued