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

The closed space where Princess Metius is sealed, the "library world", was ushering in a time of collapse.

The "people's wishes" and "power of thought" that supported the space were depleted and could no longer be supported.

That was nothing more than the distractions of the Kristanians who believed the story of the princess was "Witch's (Wiki) Future Vision (Miln)".

The bookcase, thought to be hundreds, is drunk one after the other by the impending darkness, scattered with screaming noises. The books that were arranged there also became like one grain of sand after another, and I could see them disappearing to the other side of the darkness.

If you and I are drunk by that darkness, you will follow the same fate.

- I'm not joking about being thrown out into space like nowhere else!

I expanded the range of Sage's Invincible Junction with maximum output and tried to support the space from the inside out, but it seems to be best to slow its erosion slightly.

It's too weak to support the collapse of the space itself. Sixteen layers of my junction are being destroyed, one more and beyond the load limit.

"Ku......! It won't last long."

If you look, all the bookcases on all sides were in the same condition. The siege net had narrowed by about 10 Merte radius, centered around where me and the princess were. It is a considerable fear that the twisting and collapsing wall of darkness approaches.

The princess has been here all along listening to the footsteps of the collapse.

It should be unbearable despair and fear that you have always felt the footsteps of death: "vanishing", which also leaves you with little certainty of escape.

It was like being swallowed up by a black sphere and crushed inside, and I was desperately trying to figure out a way to save the princess. I can't support this space in the junction. The collapse cannot be stopped where time has been slightly extended.

If we just get out of here, we'll be able to drill about a "hole" by concentrating our magic power on a single point and bumping it with a procedure that creates a strong enough junction to cut space.

But then you probably can't get the princess out into the outside world.

As soon as she got out of this space, Princess Metius would lose her shape and would really be summoned to heaven.

As a result, I have every right to save the princess who brought me to this world to lead me as a wise man.

- But what can I do...!?

"Sage..."

I supported the princess's body when she stepped out of the wheelchair with an anxious face.

"I'm fine. Now... I'm thinking about helping save you. So don't tell me to run away first."

"But! As always, you're a wise man..."

The princess's fine shoulders were trembling.

You can disappear. I'm tired of being alone, he was a princess who said, but with his eyes on the impending dark walls, fear must still have crept up.

But that could be more of a pleasure. Because the soul of a princess, who is no different from being alive, has been so far without losing its abundant emotions.

Because if you lose your heart as a human being, you will be no different from the Necromancer.

Bixie, I made a sharp noise and my junction broke again.

Several search fairies (search angels) fled when the billies and air trembled. The fairies of the feathered girl, big enough to be in the palm of her hand, are the spirits who preside over the library that empowers me.

Even these fairies, who fly freely between all the books beyond time and space, could not have anticipated this anomaly, hurriedly flew around drawing a bullshit orbit.

"Fairies, hide in my robe!

I scream, search magic (Gogol) image retrieval (Gazon), and direct my own "Sage's Robe". Of course this isn't a "book," but if it's inside this space, it's the same thing.

As soon as I turned my robe around, the search fairies (search angels) gathered together and stuck in the robe.

There are dozens of them (are they?) Will there be any?

The fairies, who looked like little girls with no weight or anything and no words, were clearly frightened.

The fairies, who have the power to propagate information to one person throughout the world and to the whole by themselves, can share that knowledge of having examined the book.

My search magic (Gogol) just uses the principles of knowledge-sharing (cloud) that these fairies produce.

"So many......! You lived in this library."

The princess smiles gently and gently stretches her white fingertips to the fairy. When you say your own existence is at stake, there is no sense of sadness in that trick or expression.

The princess beside me is at peace as if she will always be the same...,

"Ah......, ah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah..."

The fact that I myself now think of the princess and feel I need it makes the existence of the princess certain. and realise.

"Sage?

"Princess, you will only be prepared..."

"Huh...?

The magic of this pseudo-soul (millilian soul), which, although only inside a confined space, possesses thoughts and warm flesh that are no different from those of a living human being, and which still reveals its emotions during its lifetime, is a terribly super advanced sorcery.

The legendary sage of the mythical world, Vil-Gerish, created a mechanism that would use the "energy of human thoughts" to maintain pseudospace, fix spiritual souls, and maintain pseudo-flesh.

It is unlikely that we can surpass the true sage, but there is only one way to save this princess. If there is, but if the sage Ville-Gerrish is such a good magician, naturally, he can't possibly not be thinking about it. Give me a "hidden command" way out.

"Princess, fate and reason… are you ready to go beyond?

I grabbed both hands of the princess. With each hand, much stronger. Biku's clear eyes stared at me.

Close your eyes slightly, and

"- Yes!"

The princess replied with a bouncing voice and nodded deeply.

I can't stay like this if I decide to. It should be inside the princess herself, now is her last chance with the power of her thoughts remaining.

"Princess, can you stand? You gotta get out of here."

"But... I can't... I have legs... I can't..."

The princess crawled her gaze on her own leg like she was frightened. The princess, who was born weak and never left the castle, left the world at the age of sixteen.

"This is the world of princesses. I mean, the power of the princess" world change "should still make sense! Strong, you want to live!

"Wish...... hey, Sekai?

Makes my eyes blink like I don't know what to do with my words.

"He wants to walk, he wants to fly!

The bookcase collapsed again behind me. The space gradually becomes smaller.

"Walk...? Me?"

I developed a magical-enhanced exterior (Magnetics) on Princess Methius' feet with a puzzling look on her face. It's hard to execute on others and control requires tricks. But the technique of suppressing Luroni's lumbar pretense played a role here.

Hold both hands of the princess and force the princess to pull and peel off her wheelchair slightly.

"Yikes! Shh... wow... I'm standing...!?

With a look of amazement, confusion, and joy, the princess takes a step toward me in her fresh-born deer-like footsteps.

"Yes, with me, the princess can stand, walk, and go to the outside world."

"Outside...... to the world?

"Ah! In broad oceans, skies, and scorching deserts, a bright white snowfield! If the princess wishes, she can go with me."

"But what can I do..."

"'Wheelchair' is just an image of tying the princess here. So you can stand like this, and you can walk! The truth is... you should be free to fly like these fairies!?

"Fairy......, nice! Oh...... If I can be, I want to be a pretty fairy like these kids! Grow feathers and fly freely through the sky! And, Grecas, I'm with you!

"Oh, I love fairies too. I can't believe the little, pathetic, palm-ridden girl... of a man, no, because it's a human dream!

The princess closed her eyes and began to picture my words.

Behind me, the bookcase collapses one after the other. Only about five mertes of space are left like an island away anymore. The space, which was a library, was floating in the dark.

and -, the figure of Princess Metius was enveloped in a golden light. The dazzling glow overshadows its appearance and eventually gradually converges into a small light.

It immediately shapes the body of a small person, from the back the glowing transparent feathers begin to grow. The figure of Princess Metius, reduced to a size that seemed like she was going to let her palm ride, was transformed into a poor fairy, unlike the search fairy (Search Angel).

He tilted his little face and looked up at me and sounded like a bell ringing.

"Mr. Grecas, I..., what is this look like...!?

"Yeah, that's fine."

She wants to be a feathered fairy, she wants to fly, she wants to go to the outside world - and Princess Metius "wished".

He wants to be strong and change himself.

That's why I changed.

The reconstitution of the pseudo-spiritual soul (Millian Soul) was still possible.

- You're a boulder, great legendary sage, Vil-Gerish......

Continued