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

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Our carriage was well north on the street.

The sky with nothing to block is pleasantly clear.

The early morning wind is going to be cold as a prick to the heart of my body, but thanks to the muffler that Iola and Riola gave me, the other warmth around my neck and chest was the salvation.

Since I left the village of Fibonocci with the Hall of Wise Men, I had already continued to drive my carriage on the road leading north for about three minutes (about three hours). The two-headed wine barrel golem is comfortable in itself, and there is no fine dust such as tired sledding.

What we're running on is the "North Street" that leads to Verskrin, the once visited border hot spring inn district. The streets once passed on a journey to "Inside the Dragon Man", but the roads are well maintained and wide.

Though the sun has risen a great deal, it is still an early morning time to be called. Still unlike many carriages headed to Metanostadt, the king's capital. Most of them are carriages loaded with food and merchandise or armoured carriages that escort them.

I guess they've been carrying cargo from neighboring countries, such as Canrews, all night.

Speaking of running all night, I recall my journey to "Inside the Dragon Man (Dragon Man)," but I think it was pretty lame then. Even though that was about two months ago, I feel a lot like it was a long time ago.

I was desperate to save Pram, and that feeling remains the same now.

Above all, let us not forget that his life is still in danger.

I turn a blind eye to Plum, who laughs delightfully in the carriage carriage carriage.

Pram, alongside Hemperoza, seems to be bickering at the view flowing behind the carriage.

Scarlet hair shakes in the wind, highlighting shades that contrast with Hemperoza's dark hair.

The vibrant artificial life form (homunculus) girl continues to take the "life-extending medicine" once every three days. Because if you stop drinking, you will face an immediate death crisis.

Manufacture of case-sensitive and fundamental therapeutics here recently was largely behind schedule.

It is certain that we will be further delayed in the battle against Desplanetier, the giant monster we have created in the middle of manufacturing, and this "rescue mission".

- I'm not putting it on the scale, but the ergonotes are important too, Plum...

I whine softly to the pram and put my gaze back on the front of the carriage.

- Plum's fine. - Okay?

And I feel like I heard a small voice from behind, but that would be empty ears.

Now when this journey is over, let's slowly immerse ourselves in the study of Pram's medicine.

With the help of Lentomia, and with the addition of my trusty partner, Metius the Fairy, the work will go easy. Previously, all I had to do was look up information in search magic (Gogol), because my Knowledge of the Sage expanded the functions of "memory," "inference," and "prediction" that Fairy Metius himself possessed.

"Good morning, sage Grecas. Are you calling about me?

Fluffy, and the fairy Metius jumped out of the inside of Sage's robe.

I'm not flying by air even though I'm about to be flushed by the wind and move my feathers - but I'm going down to my shoulder.

"Are you ready to rest now?

"Yep! I slept between the books, so I felt so good."

Metius, yeah! and stretch. She looks like a small, elaborate doll, but her pretty face and figure are the princess herself she met in the library.

Freed from the cramped library juncture, the soul seems to have added more brightness to its shitty character.

"... what is this place?

Turn your eyes around and just look around. The hair of the fairy Metius, illuminated by the morning sun, is golden.

"Oh, now we're on our way to the port town of Popolato. In the meantime, we'll talk about the situation later..."

"Sage Grecas, this is probably the 'North Street', er... If you were to go to Popolato, would you be able to break it to the right about a half an hour further?

"Ooh!? Wow, did you work with Search Magic (Ggore) Map Search (Mappa)?

"Mappa......? Uh, your friends, the search fairies, they told me."

I move my eyebrows to express surprise.

Apparently, it has a search fairy (search angel) with essentially the same magical mechanical structure as the fairy Metius, and a wide area information sharing (cloud).

To be precise, should I say that the "search results" from my chanting of Search Magic (Ggor) Map Search (Mappa) are spoken of from Princess Metius's mouth?

I mean, it's not like Fairy Metius thought voluntarily and searched, it's just a feeling of reading my magical results and supporting me.

The tactical information display (tactics) that is now in front of me shows the way to Popolato, as Metius says.

"It looks like Metius could use a lot of help."

"Well! Glad to hear it. Sage Grecas. By the way, can I have a chat with you guys in the carriage?

Put your hands together in front of your chest and make your eyes sparkle.

"Oh, yeah, they'd all be hippos."

Listen to my words. No, Metius the fairy flew all the way back.

"Ooh!? A fairy!"

"Beautiful, cute!

"Hey!?

"Wow! It's flying."

"Fairy. Poor, small, submissive Gugre's... (Chuckles)"

Behind the carriage becomes more lively in Russia.

Metius only has a radius of action of about five mertes. If you leave any further, a kind of magic supply from me will be interrupted and gradually depleted, and at the end of the day, you will disappear without being able to maintain your body as that fairy. This is no choice for the fairy (Methius), a pseudo-soul (Millian Seoul).

"Fairy., this is more like it than a dress...... I thought it would be easier to fly with more exposure and lightness?

"Oh, Monk Manuferno, but I don't have a change of clothes."

"Mindfulness. If you pray, can you change your clothes or something?

... Manuferno, what are you talking about?

I get half-eyed keeping an eye on the front.

"Well? I never thought about that! It would be nice if I could..., I'll try."

That's how Metius began to focus his mind, or about a breath of silence came to the carriage carrier.

-;

"Ooh!? Awesome yes!"

"Wow!"

"Oh my!? Conveniently."

"Short skirts are adorable!

At once the carrier boiled back behind me.

"What!?

I couldn't help but look back.

"Got it? It's embarrassing, sage Grecas.... What do you think?

Hey, and let the fairy Metius twirl around with the sound of a bell.

"Hey ahhh!?

The luxurious, water-colored long dress he wore in the library had dared to turn into a "cloth cut" just covering his chest and hips.

Dewy white, thin neck muscles, clavicles, and creased hips on the chest raised like ripe fruit. Fuzzy hipline...... Sleek, raw feet are stretched out of the cloth that hides your hips to an extent that you are sorry.

I am surprised that the fairy Metius can have some control over his appearance. I think the area control of the cloth is somewhat sweet, but that's... let's try to be Yoshi.

"It's a little lighter!

"Ooh...!

That looked very fairy when it came to being fairy. Surely the fairy who comes to fairy tales was just a girl wrapped in thin silk or naked. It's not like Rishi.

"Excitement. Greg, under your nose......!

"Guru......"

"Sage..."

Even my twin brothers and sisters look at me with jitsu eyes.

"Hey, what do you say, Manu! Come on, you don't have to peek down there, either!

"Fresh. I wasn't thinking about this angle......!

I thought you were cutely transformed yesterday, but the contents still seem to remain a bad manu, trying to peek inside the fairy skirt from below.

And with a niggly distorted mouth, he starts sketching something in his notebook.

"Yikes!? Shame on you, monk Manuferno."

Piùn, Metius escapes the evil-faced monk and jumps into my shoulder mouth. On the left side of my vision, I see a fairy with a very wide area of skin tone that flickers.

"What do you think, sage Grecas?

"Well, you can be a fairy...... I think"

Glad, I blush without thinking of a fairy sticking on my cheek, but I turn my consciousness to steering the carriage.

It's better than having a severe atmosphere, but you have nothing to do with nervousness...

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Without being attacked by a bunch of demons like before, our carriage eventually broke the street to the right and changed course east.

There are no other carriages running on the streets heading east of the perimeter. The road also begins to be slightly rough, but the high-performance suspension of the carriage Land Turtle (Grand Turtle) absorbs its impact successfully to keep the rooms comfortable.

This time behind the carriage, I also tow a soldier rack loaded with twelve mass-produced wine barrel golems, so the weight is scuffy, and there is no speed other than my thoughts.

The incredible performance of the slurring slime engine Full and Blurb, which can still continue to run "24/7," is excessive to compensate for its disadvantage.

I keep moving my steel limbs forcefully and goose.

The sun is still early by the time it hits the top of the sky, just around 10 a.m.

The fairy Metius has a set limit of activity for the day, so he basically lets him go inside the book and get some rest.

The carriage carriage is quiet.

Exactly calmed my excitement when I left, and Plum and Hemperoza were beginning to utter out. Only Manuferno keeps sketching into his favorite notebook with all his heart.

There are several small barrels of food, change of clothes, and drinking water on the carrier, so I'm replacing that with a desk.

To Iola and Riola, who helped me leave almost all night from evening to prepare for my departure, I told them to rest a little, so they are honestly sleeping together now.

When I looked back because I heard a small slumber, I laid a blanket on the carrier to replace Iola's sleeping arm with a pillow, and Riola was sleeping round.

He keeps his head on Iola's arm and shoulder, grabbing it around his chest.

I kind of blush more, and I look right back in the direction I'm going. Now they remind me that there's a moment between us that I can't let you in.

- What the hell, this sense of defeat...

Eventually, the road was gradually dim to a winding mountain path. In the meantime, I thought it was almost Apahorte, an accomodation town. At that time, the Enemy Concentration (Circuit), which was expanding forward, captured multiple reactions.

Methius, the fairy who jumped out of the inside of the robe, jumps on his shoulder and whispers.

"A lot of shadows… no, humans and demons, about ten bodies hidden"

"... Sounds like, let's slow down a little"

And, at the next moment, the tree came down to block the road ahead. No, should I say he's been knocked down...

"-Come on!?

When I pulled the parking device, called the side brake, by hand, the wheel screamed and the body tilted. Screaming from the carrier.

"- Shah!?" "Come on!

"Danger. Grab it!

"Wow!?" "Yikes!

- Is this... no way!?

Continued