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

The rat user demon was named 'Chiutai' and was secretly kept in a corner of the garage as a pet for Plum and Hemperoza at some point.

The very existence of the rat was known by what Riola had taught him before, and he had emitted strange signs of magic, so he had cast a magic of delusion and let him swim.

Sometimes the purpose of Spiano's invasion was clear, and it was Ada's outfit that left him half forgotten.

You should realize that you're not just a rat at the point where you're big and smart, but it won't be a story for both of you.

"Please, Mr. Grey, don't let Chutai go..."

"If it's rice, I'll share it with you! So!"

"Ugh......"

They stared at me with two sparkling eyes, and I finally couldn't stand it.

If we don't catch him and throw him outside, "Iron Pile" will fall for the museum! Convince me that even these two will understand.

But...

I honestly don't know if I can stop the fall if I think calmly.

Can we derange and obstruct the induction of iron piles by destroying or blocking the induction formula (...) planted by the user demon rat?

If the rat is only responsible for sending the coordinates of the target object (...) to the main unit, it is not a means of driving the already fired iron pile entry target crazy where it has just been caught.

Unfortunately, even search magic (Ggol) can't find the answer to that.

Naturally, the magic of 'iron piles', which would have been developed in top secret, is not described in any of the books or anything else. Unless the person who came up with this has even kept a record in his book on Mame, which would be hopeless.

- Then there is still one means to be taken.

"... ok. We'll think about Chiu Tai later."

"Grey!

"To the wise! Are you sure?

"Ah."

I nodded.

"Thank you, Greg!

"If I find out, I'm going to the carriage carriage and I'm hiding. All right?"

The two jumped happily face-to-face, jumping out of the room.

Once you have unloaded the meat products loaded in the carriage (...), people can ride on the carriage carriage carriage. Worst case scenario, it's insurance for Plum and Iola and the others to escape.

And Metius flutters on my shoulder, whispering in my ear.

"Sage Grecas, ballistics predictable. Assuming the firing point is the Vabilinia district of 160 km west of here...... 620 seconds to landing. It's already been two minutes, so there's eight minutes left."

"Thank you, Metius. So... let's try it!

"Example procedure, right?

"Oh. Lentomia is getting me ready downstairs outside. Me and Metius are going to work together to inspire the ritual and bring it up."

As I sat at the edge of the dining table, I stood up and deployed various tactical information displays (tactics), large and small, in visible mode.

All that's left in the living room is Ergonote and Manuferno, and Iola and Riola in the middle of the box to keep the plates from collapsing.

Everyone pays attention to the square light shapes that shine as my fingertips move.

Map from Isravia to Metanostadt and the ballistics of the 'iron pile' calculated by Metius (...), that is, overlapping the flight course and lighting a red light point indicating the current location.

Next to it is a column of numbers moving indicating the countdown, that is, the expected residual time to landing and the relative distance.

They are gradually decreasing in value, and the moment they show "0" means they arrive.

"Ergonote, Manu, listen to me. I'm going to float and move this hall now."

"Hey, what!? You can do that!

"Surface. Do you... float this mansion!?

"Oh. I've been getting ready for that."

Originally, it was a great magic (...) to realize the transversal desire to "have a pleasant journey for all".

Not for battle, for traveling, just that much magic.

That had now turned into hope for saving everyone.

Even the two of us who have had numerous adventures together, I guess that was a magic worthy of amazement. Round your eyes and look at each other, and smile as if frightened.

"Haha, Greg would be able to do it, hey Manu"

"Success. Greg is a great sage."

"But it's my first try. In the worst case scenario, I might get you out of here in a carriage."

There's no guarantee of success. Magic, but now I just have to bet on this.

"You don't have to. Until we knock off the iron pile."

"Series. Trustee, I... have always been with Greg"

The hand of Manuferno, who finds me with a soft expression, was layered on my hand.

"Thank you Manu, Ergonote.

If only we could avoid the 'iron pile' by floating and moving this hall, it would be enough to reveal the nose of the tyrant that binds Neo Isravia.

However, there is a greater likelihood that "Chuta" will be followed (homed) and landed.

- In addition to Spiano, maybe "Chuta". I hear you're on a curse-bearing journey this time.

"But I'm not running away. After it's surfaced, we'll knock the iron pile off itself! Our new magic, in New Grand Turtle!

The maximum output of Lentomia, or superdrive (accelerator) state circular ring magic (cyclore), is required to accelerate my "isolation junction" and make it critical superdrive (superaccelerator) in order to float the museum.

So by maintaining the critical state, after that, it starts to stabilize and run continuously in a "isolated stable critical (pole clear)" state that does not require an energy injection.

The energy that cuts the space generated there is formed as a kind of barrier around the building, which can be maintained in a ground-by-ground fashion.

Creating a semi-circular shield in the ground blocks gravity and allows it to move off the spot.

"Let's go, Ergonote, Manu!

I headed outside the hall with the ergonotes with a "crystal sphere" tucked on the table.

Out in the garden, I connect the magic thread (MagiWire) to the crystal sphere, and try to manipulate the tuned resonance technique (Channela) to align the channels.

After the murmur and the sandstorm, I heard a familiar dami voice.

"- You're a jerk, sage! There... the iron pile is on its way!

"Lord Sage! Please run!

It was King Metanostadt and Knight Commander Vistein screaming across the crystal sphere.

"This is good morning..."

"Heck, Lord Sage!? What do you care!

King Methanostat's huge face fills the crystal sphere. After all, the conversation between us and Southout Yormusa seemed to be overheard. It's quick and helpful to talk, but I panicked knowing that the iron pile would be punched in here.

"Courtilt Avneis Road, from here on out... it's a fight between us and Neo Islavia. See it there often."

"Lord Sage!?

I had a respectful meeting when I left the front door of the hall and placed the crystal sphere in the right place at the front door.

The garden is in spring budding season. The morning sun to plug in is bright and the sky is very blue.

It's going to be a very comfortable and refreshing day usually.

I set my sights on Faria and Spiano and Luroni, who had already finished carrying their luggage and were waiting in the garden.

The carriage, which remained parked in front of the garage, was ridden by Plum and Hemperoza. And from behind me, I could hear the healthy footsteps of Iola and Riola.

- We're all set now.

"Come on! We're going to have an exhibition of our greatest magic (...)!

Applause and completion boil down from Iola, Riola, and other faces. Nori like this would be better off like us.

"Iola, Riola, and Spiano will be waiting for you in the carriage in the first seat."

Copy that.

"O, Ola can still help, too!?

Spiano was held by his brothers and sisters on both sides and dragged to the carriage.

The effect of Dozi's daughter's curse is revived on such an important occasion, and the magic is ruined by cockroaches... I just wanted to stop what happened.

Nice play between Riola and Iola.

"The dog Colo is looking very hard there!

"Woo-noo-noo-noo-noo...!

I wove a flurry of sage robes that Manu brought me, laughing bitterly at such an exchange.

"Thank you, Manu"

Sage robe with gold embroidery in blue. Without this, he's just a trainer and a jeanless young man.

"Sage Grecas, we cut 300 seconds to landing! You are now entering the detection area of the Magic Grid Sensor!

Metius screamed in a pressing voice.

The large-scale Magic Grid Sensor (Magic Grid Sensor) is a magic network stretched around the area around Metanostadt. By sharing (linking) the information (data) that could be detected in this manner, the exact timing and velocity of the landing will be known.

"Okay! Ergonote, Faria, Lu. It's going to be soon."

"Greg, I'm ready for my Circle Magic (Cycloa). Okay!

"Me, too, whenever I'm ready for the ceremony"

"Manuferno asks for blessing (fest) here"

"Copy that. We're going to make a big wish achievement."

"Lentomia, Metius. Let's go, Ceremony - New Grand Turtle: Super Drive (Accelerator)!

In an instant, a magic formation appeared around us.

My isolated junction immediately became a sphere of light, widening its inner diameter and enclosing the surrounding land beyond the hall. At the same time, a complex magic formation painted with light about 30 mertes in diameter unfolded around the perimeter.

"Whoa!" "Su, wow"

The companions breathe in the mysterious sight.

When me, Lentomia, and Metius' "The Wizards" join forces to inspire magic with all their might, the tactical information display (tactics) will disappear with one indication after another like "Art 76, Inspiration… Execution, Success". When one procedure after another was executed, a mild vibration and the unheard sound of Wong, Wong... began to sound.

When Lentomia and I work together to inspire magic, Metius displays the state as a supporting role in the Tactics display.

"Quarantine Stability Critical (Pole Clear) Achieved! Spatial out-of-phase wheels, connections!

"Stable space, 120 percent magic fill!

Wong, the vibrating sound called Wong became a highly rotating sound called Huiyi, and eventually the moment the sound reached its peak, the sound until then changed to close to silence as if it were a lie.

"Ultimate Sterling Slime Engine, Connect!

The two mass-produced wine barrel golems that popped up at my behest rolled to the left and right of the hall. If you surf, dive under the hall and change your shape (...) and role to the legs for walking.

"Sage Hall - 'Hull' I'll wake you up!

Metius screams. The tactical information display (tactics) showed a schematic diagram of the ground cut into the shape of a ship and the shape of the "Sage's Hall" that boarded its center.

The ground around the hall cracks and separates.

"Ugh, wow!?

"Shah!?

"I fluttered -?

"Holy shit!? The scenery is starting to move!

With a slight shake, the surrounding scenery was beginning to change. The vision slowly increases and the surrounding garden becomes invisible. In other words, the ground was cut off into a hull about 30 Merte in diameter around where we are, and it began to float.

"Unfeign the interface!

As Lentomia screamed, the sound of falling apart and rocks and soil peeling off on the bottom sounded.

I could see the roots of the trees stretching out a few muscles connected as if they were fixed anchors, but that quickly rips off the freckles and tells the anchor where the ship says it is.

I flick my robe and scream.

"- The New (New) Land Turtle (Grand Turtle)," The Sage's Hall, "go!

Two wine barrel golems quickly diving directly underneath begin to kick the ground vigorously as the feet of a floating ship (...).

The giant semi-floating land vessel (...) moved out slowly.

Continued