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

The day after we left Wang Capital, we reached the eastern edge of the Kansas Desert.

The breeze that blows seems hot and midsummer, even though it's only been a whole day since Spring finally left the village of Finobocchi, which has just been visited.

The sun near noon shines white at the top of the sky, scorching the ground with gizzards.

It was a desert covered in loess sand, but it showed that the gray road painted on the earth was a spicy "west street".

"But it's hot..."

I looked up to the bright blue sky in the garden of the hall, which kept going well.

In the middle of the Titio continent lies a huge desert called the Kansas Desert. The central part is literally a world of death with a series of giant dunes that don't come from carriages or people. Nor do travelers who trade between East and West proceed through there to boulders.

There is only one path to pass through, leading to Israel, the western country, through the "West Street", a route that greatly bypasses the southern side of the desert.

Though the detour route, from our point of view, this is a barren land with no even signs of moving animals, except that it is sufficiently "desert" and occasionally different from the Caravan Squad carriage.

Lost means instant "death" in an unmarked desert, so some hands rest their horses in oasis and rock shade during sandstorm seasons and hot scorching days, and travel to a star-sighted night from evening onwards.

But in our case, we have to run over 130 more Kilomertes to stop the tyranny of Neo-Isravia as soon as possible.

Fortunately, unlike regular travelers and caravans, we have the most powerful means of travel: Search Magic (Ghor) Map Search (Mappa) and Walking Sage Hall.

Thanks to this, whether it's a scorching day trip or not, nothing is wrong.

A magical horse that is durable to the heat and cold - the wine barrel golem "Barrel (Barr)" - can be broken into sandy, muddy wetlands and, at the end of the day, a mid-winter snowfield. This is only possible with the power of the rare Great Wizard Lentomia, me, the wise man, and Metius, who does not bitter precise magic control, but the overwhelming driving stability and security that make the desert path nothing.

Besides, it's cool and comfortable in the hall even if it's hot outside. In addition to the basic structure of the building itself, which originally prevented the heat and cold, because it is more than one magical defense, the interior remains comfortable even if it is slightly hot outside.

"The world of sand is so hot!

I narrow my eyes to a plum with my hands in heaven in the light, as surprised by the summer (...) kind of heat I experience for the first time.

I was out in the garden overlooking the surrounding area, along with a safety check in the direction of travel and the steering of the New Land Turtle (Gran Turtle).

He may look like a free man sitting on the bench, but he's in the middle of a job. The bench by the front door is shaded, cool and stunning.

"This is still spring temperatures. In the middle of summer, it's very hard to walk during the day."

"It is -!? Plum is looking forward to a hot summer."

I smile at him and run around on the lawn barefoot.

Previously, after hearing about "summer" in the port town of Popolato, Pram was anxious to see if summer would come soon.

For an artificial life form (homunculus) that has only been raw for a few months in this world, the light, heat, dry wind and everything that the whole body feels will look fresh and radiant.

"It's amazing, sage Grecas! Really, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere sand......!

Metius is no less excited than Plum. I shine my eyes on the "desert" world I've only read in books.

"Fairy (Meti) and Plum are well.... I don't have the energy to play outside."

With those two, Hemperoza doesn't come out from behind the shade in the garage on the back. "No sunburn! I'm saying," I don't think my skin is brown enough to care.

Hempero gives a slice of bread to "Chuta," a rat's pet.

The magic ceremony for intelligence activities (...), which had been set up by the rat user demons, did not dare to destroy them completely and continues to cause them to mix and transmit deceptive information (...).

I've also added interference with this location, so it would be useless for them to use the information sent by the rats to try to punch 'Iron Pile' in here.

"Tu......"

"Chiu Tai is smart. All right, all right."

If the "doup" of a brunette girl, not the six heroes of Dicamaran, is being sent through a rat, then that would confuse the enemy as well.

- Intelligence warfare is a pretty promising measure if enemies at national level are also opponents.

The same thing happens with the "crystal sphere" placed in the living room dining room.

Already the magic line has been parsed by Neo-Isravian magicians and has actually been interrupted to send in video and audio.

You should also assume that our interaction with King Methanostat's government is naturally leaking.

That's why I dared to show him the terms negotiations with the King and let him know we were on our way there under the full backup of King Methanostat's government.

and Plum stopped and looked up anxiously at the sky.

"Also, the whistle (...) sounds -"

- An iron pile!

I got up and looked up at the sky.

Almost at the same time, Lentomia, who was sensitive to the sound, also noticed him rushing out of the building.

"Grey, there's an iron pile noise!

"Ah! I'm exploring (searching) the maximum range in the enemy kingdom (circle)..., is that it!?

There was something that jumped into my sight, faster than I could capture in the Soviet kingdom.

It is an elongated, alien object that flies far above the sky bouncing back into the sun. Slightly late I heard a whistling noise called Huiyin from afar.

"Sage Grecas, this is an estimation from image analysis, but only altitude and direction are out! Passing over 8500 Merte in an easterly direction. I thought the goal was... southwest Metanostadt..."

"Can you shoot him down?"

Turn your jade eyes to me, Lentomia asks.

"No, I can't prevent it now. We don't have the power to prevent that iron pile..."

If those seven pieces are punched in, the land of Metanostadt will wither away.

I don't want to see the green village of Finovocchi turn into a reddish land. Oba Coalition and Cecily looking after you. And the children of the village. Even my chest hurts when I think about them.

"Iron pile, exceed detection limit!

Unlike the last time we intercepted an iron pile falling from directly above a thousand mertes, this time we are about to cruise eight times that super high, and interception in this state is virtually impossible.

"Thank you, Metius. Already out of our range."

"Sage Grecas... I regret it"

The fairy gently stepped down on her shoulder and touched her cheek.

Even if Neo Islavia fails to destroy this sage hall on which Ergonote rides, he has not given up the entry of the iron pile, or the seizure of the territory.

- We still have to stop firing iron piles as soon as possible...

Once again, I clenched my fist to the seriousness of the purpose of the journey.

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A moment after the iron pile passed over, when the sun plunged directly over it, I called the ergonotes outside.

The journey so far has been within the territory of Metanostadt, so to speak, a relatively relaxing one.

Watch the same desert scenery this morning, take turns for lunch and rest. I used to play games and play games every once in a while, every time I liked them.

From here on out, however, the degree of urgency will increase somewhat.

Because the border line is at the end of your eyes and nose.

There are many ambiguous "borders" in this world, especially since it is neither a desert zone of low strategic value nor a land we want from each other, so there are some such fatuous arrangements as "Metanostadt to the east and Isravia to the west at the border where Tongari rocks can be seen".

"It's time for the border. I'm going to make the carriage" Grand Turtle "about three kilomertes ahead and scout for any danger ahead."

I told you about the operation from here.

Ergonote opens his mouth as soon as he hears me.

"Then the carriage will have me and Lu... and Spiano on it"

As soon as Lu's name is called, you naturally squirm your eyes, don't you?!? And there was a silent complaint Spiano and his eyes, and Ergonote added:

For Spiano and Ergonote, the desert people, desert (here) is like "home" so to speak.

There 'll be land surveys, and I'm used to the sand itself. Lu or Spiano should also be able to react sensitively to the signs of the enemies lurking.

But the power of Dodger's daughter's curse is now gone, but it doesn't necessarily mean she won't be resurrected along the way. Yet another glimmer of anxiety about the former assassin, "Is it really okay to trust me so far?"

- That's why there's Lu to protect Ergonote's back. I asked you, Lu.

I look out for Lu.

"Lord Gugle...... If you're awkward, you can flush your back..."

Lu dyeing her pop cheeks and drooling her ears.

"No!

"Ni?"

No. It doesn't seem to tell, but, well, if it's Isa, Lu should be the man who can.

"Okay. So let's do it. But... you need a means of communication."

I look over at the faces that hold the "means of communication". A silver ring nestled in Lentomia's fingers, a gemstone pendant hanging on Iola and Riola's chest. And a crystal pendant hanging around the neck of the plum.

These are magical things that can send and receive direct calls or footage with me.

Anyway, I could use this as an opportunity to plant a surgical ceremony in my ergonote earrings... And so Lentomia raised her hand softly.

"I'm coming. You were just a hippo. Ergo, Lu and Suppie have eyes (...) and nose (...), but you're anxious when it's a magic battle, right?

With my hands behind me, a skinny boy half an elf looks up at me and tilts his little neck.

"Lentomia, it would help if you did."

I'm certainly not at all anxious about that combination.

"Okay, then -"

"Sage Grecas! Reaction! Something is detected in the Enemy Junction (Circle)!

"What!?

I deploy tactical information displays (tactics) that overlap with maps to reflect the surrounding land.

There were five red light points that appeared two kilomertes away, indicating that they were approaching rapidly.

- Fast, horse...? No, faster than that!?

Continued