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

"Is this okay?

"Oh, you're doing great. You're pretty used to that magic, aren't you?

As Hemperoza sputtered her breath out of her nose, she put her hand on her hips and looked up at me. I have a head in just the right place, so I accidentally stroke Hempero's head okay.

"Don't treat me like a child."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The impudent coalition of bandits who raided us are all amiable and faint on the side of the road. Two mercenaries under the middle-aged Pierce Wizard, plus six oaks and one Blue Ghost (Blue Orga), have just woken up and tried not to escape, and now the magic of Hemperoza - which freely produces the plant crawl (Tsuru) - has just tied them up in a circle.

The magical grass is flexible and stretchy. And once the supply of magic power was interrupted, it seemed to wither away as soon as possible, and even the sword found that it had such hardening properties that it struggled to cut it.

Even an orc or a blue orga would be impossible to pull off on its own if they were tied up with their hands and feet.

"By the way, sage, is there a good name for this magic?

"Calling me..."

That said, Hemperoza, from the tip of his hand with a lull, stretched out the luminous green spruce to show it in a circle of white flowers. He's also used to magical control, and seems pretty comfortable handling it.

"Wow! That's really nice magic! Hemperoza is a magical disciple of the wise Grecas."

Fluffy around Hemperoza with a voice like that played by the fairy Metius.

"Come on! My apprentice is protecting me!

"Hahaha, this guy"

I give it back with a dry laugh.

"I want the wise man to think of a magical name."

Scratching his cheeks as illuminated, Hemperoza looked up at the sky as it was. Dark hair flows saggily, wrapping around the sunlight and shining like a golden thread.

Seeing the white flowers of the grass stretching out of Hempero's hand, I think of the roses clinging to the garden of the hall. Rose Garden, no.

"Right, why don't you just" Sprinkle (Shrub) Magic (Garden) "

"Oh? That's fine. Sage gave me a name...... I liked it. Shrub Garden..."

Hemperoza stared at her hand and then squeezed it happily.

And as I put a pranky grin on my mouth as I came up with something, the white flowers blooming at the tip of the magical crawl bore withered green fruit. The "fruit", which grew to grip in about blinking time, eventually drowned to the ground every time it spread with weight.

"Can you follow it to the truth!?

"I've known magic my whole life... but it's the first magic I've ever seen."

Not just Metius, but to be honest, I was a little surprised, too. It wasn't simply magically shaped plants. It is a higher magic that manifests its magical power in a kind of pseudo-life-like way.

"Hey, why is the eagle when it comes to magic......, it kind of comes to mind. And take this... keep it up!

Hemperoza begins to wiggle fruit instead of heavy stone.

The good taste in terms of magic would have taken over from demonic clerics before they were reincarnated.

Recently, however, Hemperoza had rarely called herself a "demon cleric". The girl, reincarnated with the power of the Ergonote treasure sword, must have, in a true sense, begun to live a new life. and the moment I smiled and narrowed my eyes,

Bum! and fruits like iron balls blurred my nose.

"Abou!?

"Ha ha! Now we can crush the enemy's side head!

"You're using magic the wrong way!? What happened to that poor image earlier!

You've been excited as you swing, you're bumbling through the spreads with your bloody running eyes.

"To dye white flowers bright red"

I slammed the spinning attack and said Hemperoza's face "Gah!" I grabbed it. Tighten to grip the critical temples.

"Ouch!? There he is! Liar, liar. So hey, hey, hey, hey, sage."

"Think of a better way to use it, asshole"

Foreword withdrawn. Hemperoza still doesn't seem alarmed. I'll be on track soon. I'm going to have to take good care of him for a while.

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The sun, whose winter solstice has just passed, is already plugged to the top of the sky in a low position.

Will the time be almost noon? Looks like he lost a lot of time with an unscheduled stall.

The carriage began to take its path east again.

The half-beast man of the fainting pig, the oak and the evil man who was manipulating it to attack the traveler, was so devastated that he tied them all to a tree along the street, plus the sticker "Attention, it's a gang of perverted sexuality".

There is no room for sympathy for the bandits, but only this time, they were just the right opponents as experimental benches for the wine barrel golem.

At last, merciful I just let them lose my mind, and I might have been lucky for them.

Because if their opponents were Phalia or Ergonote, the six heroes of Dicamaran, they would have beaten them mercilessly.

But this road is the main road from the port town of Popolato, the destination.

Why didn't the ergonotes encounter the bandits? Because those guys would have stopped their legs detecting that killing, even if they were hiding in the shade.

It just so happens that Ergonote and the others showed up after they disappeared... not really.

- Speaking of which, I think he said something about his disciple in the "Land of Silence" wizard...

But now that I don't feel comfortable talking to the bandits, when I arrive at the boarding town of Apahorte, I decide to go to the government office (* village hall and, like, the police station) and leave the rest to the guards.

The fallen tree has been removed from the road using Wine Barrel Golem's 'Full' and 'Bulb'. It's convenient to be able to morph into a generically usable "human form" at a time like this, and above all, you can even say that in the world I was in, the bipedal mechanic was a man's romance.

Since the corners and roads have been cleared, there will be no trouble for the carriages to come later.

As I drove the carriage for a while, Pram came beside me and lowered his back to your seat.

"Aren't you cold, Greg?

"Oh, the sun's up, and I got some mufflers from Iola and Riola."

"... Really? - Oh, aren't you hungry?

He peeks right into my face and stares at me with big scarlet eyes. Are you hungry?

"Well, it's close to noon, and we'll have dinner when we get to the next town"

"Yes - ………"

……

Plum leaned down like disappointed. There was a small candy ball in his hand. Could you have been trying to give it to me?

I don't think I'm feeling well...

I want to eat something sweet! But I thought I'd tell you, arrowhead,

"Greg!... Plum is also magical, can you use it?

Plum said it abruptly.

"Huh?... No, you won't be able to"

…… Ugh... "

"Duh, what's going on, Plum?

Plum suddenly pressed silently, he began to roar, and

"I want to help you with the prams and the prams, so sooo!

I rounded my eyes to the voice of a seriously eyed girl.

Continued