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

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"- Kuchi! It's cold, sage! I want the carriage to have a fireplace."

"Ahoy, don't push me"

That said, I do reflect that I have done pitiful things to Plum and Hemperoza, and Riola, who are shrinking coldly in the carriage carriage carriage.

Tickling and heartbreaking as I see Hemperoza doing the little kushami again.

I was totally neglecting winter support because of my busy schedule (or reading if I had time).

Carriage carriages going under the cold skies are cold with the wind passing through and the bottom cooling.

With magical junctions, you can prevent high temperatures of flames that take your life or absolute zero degrees of magic that freezes in an instant, but you can't think of a way to keep the carriage carriage at a comfortable temperature.

- Damn, I can't warm him up with one girl and what's a "sage"?

Once again, remorse comes up. They simply defeated the demons and said they were strong amazing, and the times they were good at ended by separating the castle parties.

Once again I knew how difficult it was to "live normally" when I wanted to get a sage hall and even put my roots down in the land.

While I was on an adventure, I should have stopped at the inn if I slept, and eaten in the city cafeteria if I was hungry, but when it came to living, I had to arrange food, clothes, and everything.

You can't even do that for granted, but you've got four kids who rely on me.

- But I decided to protect it.

"Sorry Hempero, just a little more patience"

"... to? Oh, it's okay. Sage isn't cold, is he?

I have a robe. I'm fine.

Whether the wind-blowing carriage is no longer bearable or you have guessed how I feel, Manuferno takes the blanket out of the back of the carrier and spreads it wide. Let's all wrap it up.

"Blanket. It would feel warm and blissful if we all wrapped it in this..."

"Yeah, it's not cold"

Manuferno, mainly Riola, and Pram and Hemperoza pull themselves together to cover and warm the blanket.

"Hey, Sister Rio, it's very warm.... at high temperatures?

"Chi, no! Heh, Hempero, how do you know those words..."

"Hey, even if it looks like this, it's because I used to be a lady!

……

Yeah? And Riola's reaction to the neck would be natural.

"Is this what you're talking about?

Ask innocently, pram, but I overhear the naked women's talk. Hempero, don't talk too much.

"Hey Sage, what's a hot season?

"Bullshit! You're telling me that..."

I blush without thinking about the boy (Iola) sitting beside me. You can ask Riola later, though she might get beat up.

"Temperature. Surely your sister (Riola) 's temperature is a little high...?

"Oh, I'm fine...... I wonder if it's a bit of a kaze"

At first, Manuferno, who is also knowledgeable about the disease, puts his hand on Riola's forehead. Healing magic can't cure a cold, but nevertheless it only has the alias of a healing monk, a common knowledge in this world as a doctor, of just prescribing pain and medicinal herbs.

- Seriously.

I flickered unexpectedly.

What if Manuferno further applied the power of the newly acquired "fermentation (fam)"? In other words, if we can activate Nattori and Lactobacillus by changing the magic fluctuations of "decay (pedos)" that activate rotting bacteria... can we activate immune cells, leukocytes and macrophages in the body?

If it did, wouldn't it be the "perfect healing magic" realm?

- No. It's still a big danger now.

We need human experimentation to demonstrate it, and let's make it a research task that uses the power of the manual.

As opposed to me blurring about that, the four women's groups are interested in chatting about wrapped in warm blankets.

I sit side by side in the carriage seat holding the horse's reins. Iola sits next to her but her shoulders and shoulders touch each other on an occasionally rocking carriage.

I lent her an old coat (robe) that it would be cold, but Iola liked it a lot.

Iola has been staring at the front in the ladies' seat for a long time, as the knight who keeps the carriage as a man.... cute yazu.

- Oh, yeah.

"Iola, this"

I decided to hold Iola, let her hold the reins, and let her maneuver a little.

"Wow... are you okay?

"Ah. I've made a few improvements to make it work with Visceral Magic. Iola should be able to manipulate it for a little while."

"Ooh... wow!

Iola was happily blinking her eyes.

The carriage moves along as it was manipulated by the reins. Soon, however, he is wheeled by a slight irregularity in the road, and the carriage is about to go off the road.

"Oops!

"Wow!

Grab Iola's hand in a daze and get in the direction.

"We have to pay attention to what's going on down the road. Don't let the horses distract you."

"Yes, sir"

I get an honest grin zero on the boy's face. The clear eyes staring forward and the hair shaking in the wind are the same shade as Riola's, but I feel the sides have grown up only soaking.

Pulling off my carriage, the Land (Grand) Turtle (Turtle), are the sage's faithful servant, the Sterling Slime Engine, and the Wine Barrel Golem's "Full" and "Blurb".

The golem, which just grew an iron foot in the wine barrel, continues today with a comfortable foothold kicking the ground. I'm used to the occasional wagon owner rounding my eyes.

These two golems, which also played a tremendous role in the recent Battle of the Giant Monster (Desprenetia), were becoming the mainstay of my striking power. Treasure it as an alternative to direct physical attacks if you lack warriors or swordsmen.

Furthermore, I don't feel like losing to a bunch of demons there, even though Barrel (Barr), a mass-produced wine barrel golem that has finally been put into action, could have served as well.

- Well, I just want to hope you don't show up.

The wide street stretching in front of you is the path of the West Route that leads to the Wang capital Metanostadt. It's a good distance from the hall in a carriage moment or so.

At the end of his eyes and nose he can already see the white outer walls of the royal castle and the spires that are likely to reach the clouds. Numerous carriages accompany them, overtaking the wheat bags and the train of cow carriers carrying barrels of wine and barley (building).

Along the road, travellers with firewood, lots of luggage, and people hurrying their way to sell various items in the King's Capital walk.

Unlike the village, the liveliness becomes more and more evident as the Wang Du approaches.

"It's a hiccup to go to the city with Greg."

Pram groaned as he watched what was going on outside.

"Speaking of which, you were with Faria when you came forward. I couldn't afford it then, but let's eat something delicious and shop in the city today. Listen to Riola and Iola."

"Yes it is -!

Plum gives a bright smile.

"Hey, let me leave the rate to you!

"Are you the most worried..."

Hemperoza is laughing at her usual condition as she turns her gaze back with a half laugh. I'm horrified at how well I'm doing, but it's not going to heal for the time being when Plum and I are stuck on the bunk saying "scared" at night.

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Eventually our carriage reached the western walls surrounding the king's capital.

Built to surround the entire Wang capital, the strong walls, as it is said, have been built five hundred years, are shades of stone that want to weather, and the length of history can be seen from the way they have collapsed everywhere.

A white-walled castle, visible from my mansion, and a spire pounding heaven, seemed large.

The Royal Castle of Metanostadt, looking up from the west side, looks very large and close. This is because the castle itself stops to the northwest, and on the south side there is a battlefield, aristocratic settlements, etc.

The free market we aim for is conveniently located on the west side of the castle, so it's convenient to come from the hall.

Pay a chip to the stables keeper, then "Lock Magic (Secure)" as usual to prevent theft. I don't even have anything stolen this time in the first place, just in case.

We walked out of the carriage toward the West Gate.

The simple vetting of the guards to enter the city was a no-check for me as a wise man. A tough guard says, "Ah!? I saluted him with my face, and he let us through.

The face, of course, and the sage's coat (robe) you received from the king will be a landmark, so thank you.

Iola looks up to me with respect. Huhun, you're reviewing the soot. And, let it flinch.

There are numerous people coming and going around, including merchants with large bags, boys walking in cages with vegetables, and old women carrying bundles of medicinal herbs.

Occasionally, a line of "adventurers", called escorts, scratch the crowd and Zunzun on. A merchant with luggage is pushed from his back, but they don't have the wind to go through with it.

Not enough to call it atrocity, but do people get arrogant just because a few of them get together and hang their swords on their hips?

Even if I skip myself, I swallow the feeling of upset in the back of my stomach, even though I don't think there should have been any such thing as Dickamaran's people.

When you change your mind and look around, 90% are human, but there seem to be a number of other sub-people, such as the big warrior who thinks draws the blood of the beast man or the skinny girl who looks like a half elf.

It is reminded once again that this is the largest kingdom on the continent - the king capital of Metanostadt.

As I dived through the castle gate, I went out to an open place like a square. There was a free market (Bazaar) open for pedestrians from outside the town to do business freely.

The cobblestones in the square are blackened, but this has been polished over the years by the movement of people.

"Wow......!" "Wow, man!

Plum and hemperosa round their eyes.

He was often a shopper and a shopper from a nearby village, and was very lively when he interacted with the voices of the shopkeepers.

Are there nearly a hundred farmers selling stacked bags of cereals, open-air shops with lots of spices, shops selling dried meats and sausages, shops stacking round cheeses, parents and children selling local, processed fish side by side, women weighing dried fruits, and others opening open-air shops on the ground with the original stores around the free market, just looking around?

There appear to be other open-air selling herbs, soaps, accessories, and seriously used ores.

You'll get the approximate things you need for life here.

However, expensive and hands-on items such as weapons and clothing seem to have to head to the shopping mall on the south side of the city.

"Come on, let's do some shopping with reference to Riola's list first!

Riola smiled lightly at my words.

Continued