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

As I tried to roll out of the lab and jumped out into the hallway, I could see the uneven and black ghost-like monsters disappearing in the dark hallway bend.

"First of all this...... ugh!

Face the pain in your flank where you tried to chase him. Apparently, the first blow caused something to happen to his ribs. Immediately excite the Serenity Magic (Serotonia) directly into your stomach, distract the pain, and continue to expand the Magnetics Exterior (Magnetics) into your legs, kicking the floorboard and starting tracking.

I reached the corner of the hallway with a few dashes, and I tried to put a wall on it and stopped suddenly. Black objects caught ahead of sight are trying to get out the front door or they are proceeding to crawl down the hallway cheating.

When I identified it, I developed a proximity martial arts "hand dagger" on my right hand - a technique that allows me to vibrate the magic thread (Magiwire) super fast and physically cut the object - and jumped for a black mass.

"Give me Hempero... Give it back!

Cut off the black tentacles stretched towards me with your right hand wrapped around the "hand dagger" technique and flesh thin on the body. Cut off the surface layer and drag Hemperoza out of it.

But as soon as I touched the black amorphous monster, the burning pain ran all over my body.

"Gu!?

It was no easy thing to do, such as pain. Hot as a flame but cold as extreme cold ice, a raw meaty touch that I only feel disgusted with, yet hard as if knitted with iron thread. One sensation after another beyond understanding is transmitted through the skin. Zowery and scared ran all over my body.

The surface is raging like a swarm of thousands of damp snakes, and the color is so black that it seems to absorb light.

I ate up my teeth and stuck out my "hand dagger" unexpectedly and easily cut a black mass with the high-frequency sound of Cuy, and my right hand swallowed into my body.

"Wareha... Darkness..., Akku... Gen... Restored..."

As soon as it broke apart, black thoughts poured through my hands. This monster is not a demon king, Denmark!

Dark fluctuations are the only similarities, but they are different in nature. Something more "another thing".

"Hempero...... ugh!

A black tentacle intertwined to devour prey, though it sticks more arms in an attempt to grasp the swallowed Hemperosa, is attempting to decurse (dispel) the encryption of the Fast Encryption (Barrier Change) Magic Wall (Firewall) that is covering my body surface.

That's when something touched my fingertips. The warm feeling was definitely hemperosa. In an instant, I intertwined the most defensive magic thread (MagiWire) I could.

Warnings of "first layer erosion" and "Magic Wall Endurance Limit (Firewall Limit)" appear in red letters one after the other on the tactical information display (tactics) to encourage evacuation from the subject.

- This guy... you're gonna eat me too! Then!

From the bottom level of tactical information display (tactics) in front of me, I select a powerful and dangerous "reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous driving technique (appct)" that I don't normally use, and simultaneously release it towards my opponent.

- Still eating this!

Any other opponent can destroy or paralyze the Magic Hub than they can use their magic powers, so they can inhibit their activity.

"Sage!

"Grey!?

There was a scream of Riola and Plum from behind. I'm peeking at you from the top of the stairs.

"Don't come! There's a monster!

I pulled my arm out screaming and jumped backwards. Did the virus work, the monster rocked himself with the blurb and stopped moving, and he's not coming after me. If you look at where it doesn't collapse instantly, you can't seem to defeat it with a reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous driving formula (appct). Is it footing and buying time at best?

Just rushed back to the stairs to make sure Riola and Plum are safe.

"Are you okay, both of you?"

"Hempero's not here!

"Yikes!? Nah... there's something here -!

Riola complained with a blue face that Hempero was not there and stuck to my arm looking like Plum was frightened. I tell the hard truth.

"Hempero... swallowed by that monster..."

From everyday to extraordinary, that's exactly what this is about. I couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth. Perhaps I have a rugged and distressed look on my face.

"No!?... How could that be!

"Hempero, heh!?

"No, Plum! Never move here. Always... I'll help."

Hold down the plum about to jump out and entrust it to Riola.

- While I'm here... Oh, my God.

I tremble my fist all the time, bite my lips hard, and gaze at the black lump that stopped me from moving.

I can't think calmly because of the constant pain and impatience and remorse. However, confirming another screen of tactical information display (tactics), Hemperoza and MagiWire were connected.

And he did tell me he was alive.

"He's alive...!

A slight light of hope accompanies a point of mind that was frozen.

Weak but definitely breathing and pulsating. Health values (HP) indicating physical safety are also alive and well. Only temporarily elevated magic numbers (Magi counters) were decreasing rapidly after taking Pram's medication. I guess that's because the black monster is absorbing Hemperoza's magic powers.

Perhaps the creatures born at the bottom of the barrel have been waiting for this opportunity. Whether you are the reincarnation of Demon King Denmark or a different "something", you've always heard someone appear who can easily absorb magic.

If I had looked more closely at the sounds Lentomia had heard then, or today, if I had done a thorough research when I heard it myself, I would have burned every barrel of this monster......

I was too careless to think about it, and I felt like cursing my stupidity.

But not if you're doing that now.

"Sage, help Hempero..."

Riola said in tears with a praying face.

Even though I'm about to panic myself, Riola is trying to believe me as a "wise man".

As one of the unbeatable "heroes" of any opponent.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely help. So keep Riola and Pram in my room."

My room is a particularly defensive part of the mansion. It is a kind of shelter with a technique to withstand both physical and magical attacks.

"Yes!"

"Please, Greg, Plum, too. Hempero... I need your help!

Riola nods quietly. Pram looked like he was crying for a long time.

As I look at those two faces, I gradually take my cool back. If you think the tingling pain is also a medicine, you can tolerate it.

- Yeah, what if I don't stick around?

Hempero is still alive. Hemperoza called that black mass of magic yarn "Demon King Denmark," but no.

The dark thoughts that had flowed in when in contact with the monster were the very "darkness" of chaos that condensed oppression and pain, sadness and all negative emotions.

That - Denmark may have waited a little bit for the resurrection while absorbing the rest of the cusp and magic of the catalyst at the bottom of the barrel, but it's clearly causing the anomaly.

- That was the end of the demon king, the failure to do so, the failure to resurrect... a monster.

I didn't go into the bottom of the barrel on my own. I can only assume that some fine work was done on the ancient literature itself, probably used in the process of refining the plums of artificial life forms (homunculus).

Did you understand beforehand that I would use search magic (Gogol) to examine the Millennium Library (Southern Library) and add something like "genetic code of resurrection" to books that would be in the smelting order?

If I hadn't known, I would have helped the demon king come back to life. But as a result... he grew up incomplete again, just like the plum synthesis wasn't complete?

- Oh, my God... I mean.

Soon after the emotion, the monster snapped again. He pushed the front door open as he moved with Uneune in agony and crawled out to escape to the outside.

and - where the interpersonal community, which was stretching around the perimeter of the hall, began to detect and issue warnings of the proximity of the group coming towards the hall.

That number is well over thirty.

It's too suspicious at a time when mysterious groups are coming towards us late at night, and above all, the appearance and timing of black monsters is too good.

"In this busy time, now what...!?

I jumped out after a monster who had fled outside in frustration.

Continued