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

"Grekas, have you ever... heard of the nascent (neo) Israelis?

"... newborn (neo) islavia?

In questioning the brave Ergonote, I ran my gaze reflexively into the search magic (Gogol) in front of me.

In an instant, only pages of books containing the relevant string are pulled out of books sleeping in the Millennium Library (Southern Library) and gathered together. It's like a particle of light called knowledge coming at me.

The search magic (Gogol), which is also the magic core of the wise man, can be found if it ever existed in this world, even if it is not in the form of a book, but as a horn "string" on letters, tablets, parchment paper, and rags.

Of course, if we don't combine multiple words, we'll also pick up wasted information, so we need a trick to narrow it down...

and the desired information came up in front of me.

"- An emerging nation built in Israel, attacked and destroyed by the Demon King's Army, once the surviving people were once again brought together in one (...) A year before Demon King Denmark was supposedly taken over and the Demon King's War ended, Zawzaut Yormusa brought the surviving people together into one in some forceful way, established in the form of a name ascribed to the nascent (Neo) Israel and the surrounding states. Unlike the old (...) Israel, which has long been a monarchy, the social system is supposedly laying a republican system headed by Zawzaut Yormuza…"

I ask how Ergonote is doing once I've spoken that far.

The fierce-faced brave man was quietly listening to my words, but cheeked bitterly mixed with laughter as he let the light roll into the red copper eyes characteristic of the desert people.

"Ha... Something totally happened to me. A wise man who knows all about the world, knowing nothing is a foolish question."

"It's too much to buy.... This is the first time I've known the world since I was asked. I don't have the knowledge per se. And I can't find out what Ergo said."

"No, Greg's current words are enough. Rumor has it that the new state is looking for me."

Ergonote shrugs his shoulders in a mild condition, leaking hun and breath through his nose, for Christ's sake.

"Ergonote......? No way, from that nascent nation... you are"

"Ah. You treat me like an inquisitor. You said you already put the prince out of business. I don't know what you're doing with such an abandoned prince now."

"Well, for the current administration (...) you are..."

That's all I'm going to say, and I'm going to do another search that I stepped into with search magic (Gogol). Add keywords that come to mind and refine the information.

I sat on a nearby chair with my jaw supported with my fingertips, with a difficult face.

Sitting just face to face in the living room chair where Ergonote sits, sipping the tea that Manu has put in for me, organizing the information with a slowly coming head.

Needless to say, Israel is the name of the country where Ergonote was born.

It was a "desert oasis nation" built hundreds of years ago by a wide variety of tribes in the desert, dominating a desert trading path stretching west from Metanostadt, and a fortified urban state with a more prosperous and robust army in dealings with western nations.

In the former Demon King's War, because of its proximity to the 'Castle of the Demon King' Dicamaran, it was ravaged and destroyed without being able to respond adequately to the overflowing herd of demons.

At that time, Ergonote, a prince who had just turned seventeen, also took the lead with the National Army, and was also powerless in many struggles. The introduction of the "Adventures of the Brave Ergonote" (...), which was rescued by the Horse Lover, the White King (Whiteia), where he was powerless and dying before the army of the Demon King.

Only one person as a royalty, Ergonote, who survived breaking through the siege net of the Demon King's Army, is said to have chopped the sights of the burning king's capital and the screams of his people on his chest to shed tears of blood and determined to avenge him.

And - from there, we go on to the long and painful battle of the Demon King's Crusade, which spanned three years.

While I was searching for information, Manuferno was still listening to the conversation between me and Ergonote.

Manu, who usually talks to me with all his light-hearted mouths, but now he doesn't seem to be. But at some point, he had a wet towel and a pair of clothes in his hand, and apparently he wanted to do something about my face and hair and was waiting for a quail.

and the ergonote snaps like a solitaire.

"Gre...... What I did was stupid. I should have talked to you first. Yesterday, I was just going to pick up the reward for my quest the other day... King Metanostadt who changed his blood, the historian who held the king's government, the social researcher, and the political expert. Oh, my God, Lord Brave! He cried and took me to the office and asked for my opinion as a party..."

With a sigh of relief, ha, and exhale, Ergonote cheeks on his desk with a melancholy face. The big man in front of him becomes a painting, even if he is worried at the table.

Plum and Hemperoza, who had earlier been playing, either perceived signs of a "grown-up story" that seemed difficult or followed next to the living room, fled to the kitchen.

"- Neo Isravia's current (...) Head of State, request for formal ergonote handover from Zawzaut Yormusa…?"

That was among the neo-Isravian related materials on which search magic was traced.

"Ah...... That's right, it's Grecas. Exactly."

- multiplied by national disturbances, demands the handing over of the personality of Ergonote Rical, the first prince of the former Israel, the survivor of the royal family who tried to flee the country.

Perhaps it was a plot by Zawzaut Yormuza, who became the current head of state, to make his own political foundations the property of a rock.

One day, the surviving prince - who, too, became the hero who saved the world as a brave man - but if triumphed, the people would undoubtedly embrace the ergonote enthusiastically.

I guess Zawzaut Yormuza is afraid that he will let go of his position as Head of State, who has rebuilt the country from ruins and obtained it at the corner.

"But isn't King Methanostat's government willing to give it to you?

"Apparently. Surrounding the nation with the" Six Heroes Who Saved the World "would be an excellent tool for this Metanostadt kingdom to demonstrate its superiority over the surrounding countries."

I noticed when I saw a brave man talking about something political, something I rarely said.

"You don't really think I'm gonna turn you in, do you?"

"...?

"A surrender request is pre-construction. The real deal is," I don't want you to come back. "That's what the cautious think."

When he giggled at his mouth and showed it, Ergonote turned his eyes round and made a lavish laugh.

"Ha, that's GREAT! No, you can see through to their thoughts."

"No, it's not like that."

When you're smiling bitterly,

"Wash your face. Greg, let's just wipe your face, not to mention the hard stories?

"Oh? Phew!

A sneaky manuferno behind me rubs a towel damp with hot water against my face.

"Glasses! Glasses!

"Eyeglasses. That's part of the body. And Greg's a sage, so it's important to be familiar."

The voice color seems to be enjoying my reaction brightly.

It would be nice to wipe it from behind, but at least I want my glasses off before I do.

"Sleeping habits. I need to fix my asshole hair too"

"He said he could do it himself."

"Delegation. It's up to me"

And he also wipes his head with a towel as it is, and Manu puts it through my hair.

When I'm ashamed and unwittingly blush, Ergonote tears me up with a look like I can even see something funny.

"That's right, Greg, I care about familiarity. That's the trick to being hot on a girl. Oh, yeah! You want me to lend you my hot perfume too?

"Yes, I don't want it!

The perfume that Ergonote wears is slightly fragrant when approached or misplaced, but it seems to be "an unforgettable fragrance for a woman", and the effect is excellent. The effect is doubled especially when I give you a hug (?) Seems like I will... but I don't seem to have any luck with it.

Ergonote is an adult in all of our ways (...), and if it's a night spent in an exotic country on a journey, it's probably a very common story because he's a "grown man" who flirts out into a joyful neighborhood, but for me it's just a "different world" thing.

As we were killing time in the living room while having such a conversation, a voice was inadvertently heard from the laboratory (lab).

"- Already! What the hell, you! Ha!

That was a rarely voiced Lentomia.

Half an elf looking like a girl usually doesn't talk much and isn't the type to talk aggressively with anyone but me. Both Ergonote and Manu look at each other as if surprised by such a fierce half-elf angry cry.

"Lentomia......!?

I stood up reflexively and ran out to the lab.

Continued