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

Chichi, and the little bird chirped by the window and flew away.

After Spring Day, the sun was speeding up time to show its face one by one. The view from the window is smoking in the white mornings, and the golden morning sun mirrors the shadows of the trees fantastically.

The night was completely dawn when I realized it.

I'm in the lab of the Sage Hall, and they revealed the night again.

"Ugh, the second morning of the whole night, or..."

Apparently, he was uttering on the way to distilling his medication, and Mimi's crawling handwriting was left on the note paper.

Hurry back the pen to check the situation.

In front of me is a "tree of life (Sephiroto)" painted on a tactical information display (tactics) for work.

It is a process diagram (flowchart) combining magic formations to create a cure for prams.

Ninety percent of those presenting the surgical formula were filled with red meaning "end".

"Just a little more..."

We were gradually returning to our usual routine when one of the seaside towns came to an end and the sage hall stood in the village of Finovocchi.

In the meantime, apart from me and Lentomia, and the fairy Metius alone, we were beginning to combine medicines that would bring each other the magical wisdom to save Plum's life.

It is Dragon Man's (Dragunian) blood that connects and stops Plum's life. It converts the vast amount of magic that Dragon God's Blood has into energy to sustain the body of an artificial life form (Homunculus).

The "drug discovery" that we (...) are aiming at is to "transform" the nature of the nucleus (core) itself so that we can get that energy from food (...) just like humans and other life.

If you're going to borrow the words of the world in which you lived, you're going to change the structure of the mitochondrial energy conversion polymers in the cells of the plum one by one. Of course, for this reason, as a "vector," I create a special reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous drive formula (aprict), which carries a blueprint like a blueprint that is rewritten to "nucleus of life", a mechanism similar to gene therapy.

Of course it's not like Plum himself isn't getting energy from food right now.

When it comes to hunger, meat and bread are steadily incorporated into the body for as long as they are cheeky, but that is very little. The essence of the problem is that the lifespan of the 'core' itself is limited.

If you look at it on a cell-by-cell basis, it's caused by an unusually short telomere gene compared to humans, which is, in other words, the very mechanism of self-destruction (apoptosis) that I first defined as "three days".

The plum is now only stretching the self-destruction of the body by the blood of the Dragon Man (Draguns), who is replenishing it in the form of a "life-extending medicine".

Create a life that disappears quickly in a light mood, and if your emotions shift, you want to extend your life -.

The unpleasant laughter of the white saint who just fought the other day blurs the back of his brain, but in the end he is only fighting the contradictions and causes created by me (...).

The face of the white great saint who fought the other day crosses the back of his brain as if to mock him.

Even if I wanted to stop thinking crap anymore, deep down in my head, I'd think about that forever.

He could be a selfish and stupid "wise man". But I want to save Pram. I'm working so hard.

- But...

It's time to go to sleep or I'll stand up nice and sound like I'm going to die myself. and

"Sage Grecas...... I'm already at my limit…"

And Methius the fairy fell on his desk.

Both eyes "x" and the transparent feathers are shriveled as they say Kee-woo.

"Oh, no, are you okay!?

"Yes...... Complete check of the 38th distillation step. Base drug number 13, drug generation complete..."

"No, you've been watching me!? Thank you, Metius. Looks like you're in trouble again..."

"What are you talking about? I... am just so glad to be able to help you beside Sage Grecas."

I'll gently lift the fairy up with both hands to make her smile henna.

Send my magic to the fairy with a magic thread (MagiWire) stretched out while wrapping it with your hands for first aid. This is like an infusion, and the best way to recover is to go into the gap of the book and get some sleep.

I'll pull the nearby book and open it for Metius.

It's an autobiography book about half the life of a magician who studied ancient magic mysteries. I dedicate my life to research and make great achievements, but in the end I get nothing, and it ends up with a "I wanted her" postscript.

"Um, sage Grecas. This book... I don't like it. I want to have fun dreaming."

"Ha... so is that"

I took out a book that I almost read. The pop fitting book is a light novel just released in Wangdu the other day. The magical power gained by a protagonist in a school building transforms him into a "fairy" in full body tights, protecting his heroine from attacking enemies and doing a great job... Well, it's a lanobe from different worlds.

"... the tights guy on the cover is going to be dreaming, but it's going to be fun!

Can I dream like this? Soon after, I think, Metius disappeared into a gap in the book. I hope I don't have nightmares.

"That's the limit, too. Sleep till noon..."

When I yawn, I leave the lab in a flimsy foothold and head to my room.

Sometimes early mornings are quiet in the hall. Usually Plum and Hempero run around, and from time to time Iola and Riola's voice are not very lively.

Exit the lab on the ground floor and go up the stairs. I hear the light plugging through the window and the chirping of the little bird in the distance, but in such an early morning, even the early risers Faria and Riola would still be in their dreams.

Open the heavily made door in my room and go inside, half asleep but take off your jacket and just look like your underwear and t-shirt. And I tried to dive into the bedroom (bet), moments.

"Uhh..."

I heard sweet, little sleeping words, wow!? and sudden stop.

"... Les, Lentomia?

The creature that moves around in the bedroom (betting) was Half Elf's partner Lentomia.

In retrospect, I left the lab in the middle of formulating the medicine in the evening, saying, "I'm at my limit..."

- You slept in here...

Why sleep here when Lentomia has a decent assigned room haz...? Well, you wanted to play with me, but you don't have the raw hate anymore. I'm not well.

Peeping softly, Lentomia sleeps easily by rounding my blanket into a "pillow".

Short elf ears extending from the happy side. And the noodles and neck muscles that flow like silk thread peek out of thin silk tank-top-style underwear.

I always have a face with no gaps, but now it's defenseless itself, and I try to pull my ears off unexpectedly.

"... um,... there"

I don't know what's "there," but it sounds like a bedtime speech.

The bedroom is big so you can sleep with me, but I can't let it be Manu's Desan story while I'm exposed to Riola's "cold jito eyes" again later.

- So where do I sleep?

With my dumb underwear on, I put on my arms and think.

There are three rooms upstairs and quite a few manu rooms outside of this room...... No. You can't just sneak in and sleep with whatever it takes.

The room opposite is that of Iola and Riola, but suddenly pushing "let me sleep" is also an uncontroversial and impeccable extreme. I guess I'm sleeping with my brothers and sisters in a friendly hand by now. Grunt.

But there are three rooms in the Sage's Hall where you can stay on the first floor as well.

One is Plum and Hemperoza occupying and sleeping in bunk bets, but getting into there is one hand. Both Pram and Hemperoza seem to be happy to accompany them to bed, but lately the concept of "human" has been developed in this hall.

Accidentally, even I, the owner of the building, would hang up.

The two remaining rooms should have been allocated to Faria and Lentomia, respectively.

"That's right. This guy's room is empty..."

There's one bet open that Lentomia's here.

I turned around and headed to the ground floor.

The moment I walked down the stairs round my back to the cold and laid my hands on the guest on the ground floor, I heard a sumptuous ibiki called "Gu 'u" from inside.

"... ergonote?

I did talk about "staying at the princess of Metanostadt Royal Castle" about noon yesterday and I should have left with a horse...?

Apparently he came back this way without staying. I don't know what happened, but I mean, Lentomia lost her place to sleep.

"Hmmm......?

Gradually, the feeling of blockage increases.

- That's right!

There's a couch in front of the fireplace in the living room.

I went to the living room and looked as I wrapped my cold body around my arms. The fire in the indicative fireplace is still burning with tyrosis and slightly warm.

If you look at it, Lu sleeps round like a cat on the couch, but on cold days, you can only hold a house cat and sleep... And I slip myself into the gap of the couch with my sleepy, hazy head and hug the cat (Lu) from behind.

The cat has an unexpectedly high body temperature and this is quite comfortable...... said!?

"What are you doing? Me!? No, no, no!

Tomorrow morning everyone gathered in the living room is looking down at me sleeping in a cold eye holding a cat-eared boy... the diagram is no longer a public execution.

"... Ni? Gre...... Your Highness?

I rush away from the cat-eared boy rubbing his sleepy eyes as he stretches out to

"Oh, I'm sorry to wake you, Lulu! Sleep tight, will you?

"Munya, it is..."

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"Ha, ha... dangerous. Are you losing your judgment at dawn all night? I..."

I was completely out of place wandering around, shrinking in the cold hallway.

If this happens, the lab desk, the garage, and the hand of the carriage carrier...

- I mean, why do you have to turn into a refugee (...) in your own hall...?

Gottsu and as soon as I leaned against a certain door, the door opened inside and I rolled into the room to fall.

"- Wow!?

"Ooh? Gre?"

It was Faria peeking into me rolling on the floor.

The emerald-colored eyes that conceived the morning sun flashed like a funny object.

"Come on, Su, I'm sorry, Faria! The..."

"You look like a stray cat, Greg."

haha and makes me laugh and pull my hand out.

Are you even going to train this early in the morning, Faria is changing into plain clothes like jerseys and bringing her hair to ponytail style.

"... I've been up all night for about two days. Please, let me sleep."

"Miss Plumb's medicine would be nice, but it wouldn't make sense if you died before then!

I was grabbed by the root as it was and thrown into my bet. My blanket blocks my sight bouncing with boffin.

"Hey......, Faria"

Like a drowned man in a blanket sea. Scratching a wobble and his face, Faria almost walked out the door.

"It's time for me to work out, so I'm sleeping there!

When Faria said so and closed one eye, she left with a gentle smile and left as she was.

In the quiet room again, apparently I was finally in a safe place... on my bunk.

- Ma, okay. Thank you, Faria.

When you notice, the bedroom where Faria would have slept until just now is warm and comfortable to be gently wrapped up in a cold body. Besides a little...... it also smells sweet and good.

Unexpectedly……, and try to breathe in the air in the bet.

"Ooh...... huh? Kind of the best... feeling..."

Is this the "promised land" that has reached the end of the ordeal?

My consciousness was on the same frontier as the desert traveler who found the oasis, even though I thought about things I didn't know.

A band of golden light poured down from the thick slices of clouds, a momentum that angels are likely to descend upon even now.

- But I... I'm so, so sleepy right now...

My consciousness goes far without the power to resist the rapidly attacking sleeper.

It lasts almost two full nights just fine, but this time we should be able to save Plum......

Surrounded by fullness, accomplishment, and sweet leftovers and warmth, I fell asleep sinking into the bottom of the deep sea.

Continued