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

"All right, now we're ready"

I looked around at my people who have fought together for this Operation Dickamaran Hero Retrieval.

This is the sixth floor of an ancient lighthouse with sea breezes.

The floorboards are pulverized everywhere in the battle with Faria, with large holes in the walls. Beyond the collapsed wall you can see the blue sea plains.

Before entering the 7th floor, which is the top floor, I will check on all the members who have stepped on it.

Focusing on the prestigious female warrior Falia, Iola, a swordsman (Serveria) whose face suddenly became riddled, is lined up on the horizon.

From now on, I'm right behind the avant-garde, giving instructions to the whole party.

I don't think there are any enemies on the seventh floor, but they are tricky and inexplicable.

While escorting an avant-garde with no magic defenses, in some situations, I myself deploy Magnetics to move aggressively.

Metius is healing his fatigue in rest mode in the gaps in the book he made me sneak into my chest. I mean, we don't get Metius' support in the battle from here on out.

Right behind you is a line of Lentomia and Manuferno. The two people who use magic are a fixed position rear guard, but it's still comforting to have Lentomia.

Thanks to an avant-garde that has grown thick and strong at once, Riola is holding hands with Plum and Hemperoza as guards of the rearmost. They both still feel safe to have "Sister Rio" by their side, and Nico and I look happy.

I ask the monk who splits his beautiful hair in two. Manu doesn't have much to say, but he often takes a calm step forward and looks over the situation.

"How are you already?

"Brave man. Why didn't you turn the ergonote over, right?

Manuferno, who has seen the battle, still seemed concerned there.

"I agree. Faria and Lentomia, even Ergonote, would have been a tough development."

"Sheik. If we had everyone... we could not fight very well"

Manuferno ripped the hem of the monk's clothes all over the place.

"There's no way Badjob wouldn't notice that there. You could have turned to the purple witch."

"Sea god. Perhaps the purple witch is driven out by the resurrection of the sea monster's parent balls?

"Hmm...... Even when I saw it in Popolato's cafeteria, Platin did give instructions to the Demon King's remnant."

"I agree, but I was wondering if there was a different reason not to put ergonotes in"

"Mmmm..."

I fix Manufer's when I wear glasses with a clear face. I can't stand around judging the situation more calmly than I can. I'm just writing a "story" in a peer magazine, and there's nothing more than a boulder that I can muscle and deduce from the circumstantial evidence and information I've been given.

It is significant that Ergonote was not put in to rescue the two Falia and Lentomia this time.

So much so that my brain simulation also looked at the worst of Faria or Lentomia, rescuing just one of them and temporarily retreating.

- Did you conserve (...)? The gradual injection of force is a foolish tactic...

"Lentomia, Faria. What happened upstairs? Whatever. Tell me."

I speak to an egg-shaped contoured boy wizard.

"Hmm. I don't remember much..."

"That's... I don't remember much either."

The female warrior and the half elf looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders like trouble.

"It's not like you don't remember, if you say you remember blurry. In the evening, we all sat in our seats while he picked up the meal that he prepared... by listening..."

I'm talking about Badjob with that guy Lentomia. Dinner with Badjob at the table? It's a hell of a situation to think about.

"Talk? What the hell?

"Oh! I remember a little too. He's... he's been talking. Talk about all sorts of journeys and a world like nowhere else... Of course we don't have a mouth to talk about, so I was just asking."

Brace your arms and support your chin with your fingertips as Faria tells you to throw it away. It's a pose when you're thinking.

"And... he was happy to hear that Greg was coming tomorrow morning and said, 'I've earned some time.'"

"Give me some time...?

What was Badjob doing on the top floor of this tower, taking the Ergonotes away, the great monk who would unite the silent country of Prucia?

It's not about taking our lives. Instead, were you trying to analyze Lentomia on me or Ergonote, the "power" each has?

"Well, fine. Let's just ask the Badjob guy directly."

Everyone nodded quietly at my words and put their feet on the stairs to the top floor.

But that's where the staff (...) Manu pulls my sleeve.

"Hmm?"

"Prophecy. Greg. We should split the party in two."

"In two...?

"Suggestions. The Dicamaran team and the Chick team led by Iola"

…… I see. I noticed. "

My tactical information display (tactics) shows no change, but Pram and Hempero are quite tired, even Riola.

It does not appear in the "Health Value" displayed in the Tactics, it is called Fatigue. If you look at the look on your face, the tricks, the few words. If you look at the Plums, you'll notice, I seem to have even lost my spare time.

Pram, Hempero, and Riola are not with me to fight.

They each had their own circumstances and only came together in search of a peaceful life and a base.

"Fatigue. We should retreat to the carriage on the ground floor, mainly Iola. From here up, just us used to fighting."

"Oh, no! I... I'm still fine!

She was pinching it in her ear. Iola complains to me.

Chestnut eyes do emit a strong light. but faria and the sea should also be definitely accumulating fatigue in the fight against demons.

The act of wielding a "sword", albeit a dagger, uses more strength than you can imagine. The weight of the iron chunks is different from what you see in games and cartoons, it actually takes a lot of practice to hold it as a zucili.

"Thank you, Manu. You're looking more closely than me..."

"Denial. My hobby is human observation. And it's just worrying."

"Ha..."

But Manu's progression as a staff officer is correct.

Badjob's "Invisible Magic Thread" measure would certainly help if it had the power of a plum, but I didn't come by helplessly either. Besides, if you're an opponent in line, you don't have to know, and getting Iola or Hempero into battle with a manipulated ergonote opponent is too dangerous.

"Iola, Riola. Go back to the carriage while I escort Pram and Hempero."

"To!? To the wise, and to the eagle."

"Good luck with the pram too -!

"No. It's too dangerous from here on out... Do you understand?"

They both snort reluctantly as I crouch down and pick Hempero and Plum's cheeks all the time.

I have a plum crystal pendant even when I'm away. I'll be able to get in touch with you even if something unforeseen happens.

"Iola and Riola, okay?

"Nah......!

"Yes!"

The slightly dissatisfied voice is Iola. Follow honestly, Riola. But when I stared into Iola's eyes silently, the boy nodded, hopefully.

"... ok. Guru"

"Ah. Maybe the sea demons will come back. You can't be alarmed. And... if we don't make it back by noon, we'll go back to Popolato. That's good."

"Leave it to me!

In case something happens to us, just give me a break and get lost on the street...

- Not in case. Be sure to get Ergo back.

Iola started down the stairs with Hempero and Plum with Riola as she waved with a bright look as she regained her mind.

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After watching the Plums go down the stairs, a line of us Dicamarans started going up the stairs. The spiral staircase that stretches up may have some trick on it, so it slowly ascends as I scrutinize it in the Enemy Boundary (Circle).

Faria, manipulated to be good as a handkerchief, is burning in vengeance and is likely to rush out and penetrate along with it. I'm holding Faria's arm and stopping her so I can tighten the reins.

"Hold him down, Falia. From here on out, it could be an unexpected bond even for me."

"... ok. But whatever happens, I'll be the shield. Greg, lead us all by magic."

Gashari and Faria took a huge axe on their shoulders and gave them a bold laugh.

Oh, leave it to me. And I shrug.

"Lazy. I knew Greg would loosen his expression when Mr. Faria was around."

"Sort of... do you?

I will eat the words of the manual.

"I can afford it. but do you say there is"

To the words of the Manu, which made the mouth just a little bit of a word, I get annoyed. Surely, the sad readiness to come here is a turnaround, and the reassurance of saying that Faria and Lentomia are here may be loosening my look.

"Thank you Manu. Maybe it's a little floating."

"Humble. Well, I didn't mean to."

Uh, and now a manual that loosens your mouth and glows your glasses. Even you think your expression is changing more than mine...

"Awkward people, your spine is frightening!

"Hmm? Looks like butt slapping is still working for correcting an esthetic cat, huh?

Faria grabs Lu's head and looks at him.

"Ha, ha! I work in training all the time, awkward.

Lu is slightly but hectic and vivid disappears, manly (?).

"Give me a second. I'll take the lead."

I set my eyes on my people and chanted some sort of ritual. Then we finally step into the seventh floor, the top floor.

It was a surprisingly bright place there. Glass ceilings. On top of that I see a crystal that accumulates magic and emits light.

Beautiful room with white marble, terrace protruding by the sea.

It's like a room with a royal family.

And there were two figures on the terrace.

One dressed in black and gold armor - the brave, Ergonote Rical.

There was a white monk, a badjob, all over his body beside him.

Hair, skin, clothes, even the running of magic yarn (Magiwire), similar to the afterlight that erupts from all over the body, are present in pure white.

"I've been waiting, sage - Grecas. Surprisingly, that was fast."

The unexpectedly calm and quiet voice of the young man was carried into the sea breeze.

"- Nice to meet you, huh? Big Monk Zhengbajob. I've come to ask you to return my people... ergonotes"

When I say so, I salute you.

And -.

Kick-ass tactical information display (tactics) was raised in front of him.

Continued