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

When the night began to dawn white, it was my turn to sleep and keep running through the hall. I was also on the verge of a boulder.

I'm going to be awake, but my head snaps from time to time.

"Hey, sleepy......"

The hall was going west, but if you notice, the east sky is starting to bring a slight white light.

- Dawn?

The stars that were so blinking had disappeared at some point, and the sky had begun to change blue and white. Eventually, less than half an hour later, based on the eastern sky, the complex colors of white, yellow and orange are brought together.

Finally, the sun peeks into my face.

The darkness that covered the dunes disappeared so that it was chased to the end of the west, and instead the loess sand that inhaled the morning dew began to shine in the light.

A long shadow of the "Hall of Wise Men" stretched out on the west street to Neo Islavia.

"Hugh......! The Kansas Desert has attacked you all night long."

Of course there are no people who try to snort but react while leaking a wacky solitaire themselves.

Dawn all night is often a strange tension, so I feel kind of awesome and energetic. Of course, that's a flash of mistake, and when the sun rises, it's often hit by fierce drowsiness.

Nevertheless, falling asleep there feels great, and it's just my opinion that all night long advanced (...) people even think this is "the flavor of all night".

By the way, I have a half-elf clinging to my arm that lets me sleep a little.

In the evening, after talking to Manuferno for a while looking at the stars, Lentomia came to me as a replacement personnel (...), but in the end it was Manu and I who took turns.

Furthermore,

"Don't let Greg get sleepy, I'll talk to you a lot!

Lentomia, who said something reliable, started to get a quiet sleep half an hour after things started. You think the secret to health and mental stability is plenty of sleep and me (Grey)?

"... tart"

Lentomia, who swore a man's friendship and stayed next to me from midnight to morning, is still asleep, keeping his head on his shoulder wrapped in a blanket unchanged. It's the coldest time in the morning, but it's not cold thanks to a friend who clings firmly to his arm.

I wake up naughty hearts and try to follow a pretty face like a girl with my fingers.

"Mmm. I'll fly too..."

I can imagine what I'm dreaming about, but my ankles are getting paralyzed and hard because I leaned all the way against the garden tip stone walls of the hall to reveal the night.

"Little toilet"

"... don't be alone..."

Munyamunya and Lentomia say meaningful sleeping words, but let them hold instead the "barrel" with the little water that was nearby because it is limited to boulders.

Finally, when I'm open, I finish the bathroom, wash my face, and then I go out again, stretching my hips and flexing. Then again, I look ahead to standing at the "Iron Gate", the tip part of the New (New)/Land Turtle (Gran Turtle).

There are no abnormalities in the tactical information display (tactics), and there is no news of abnormal discoveries from the wine barrel golems running ahead.

The path through the desert, just the sand and the others, continues with a gradual reorientation to the south, but some rocks have been seen ahead.

Search Magic (Ggor) Map Search (Mappa) confirms that this was already a point close to 100 km from Metanostadt.

A little further and you will reach the oasis city of Kanyan in the early hours of the morning.

Kanyan is a fortified city that thrives as a relay point for trade while irrigating and farming with water gushing oasis and abundant water.

I hear that the wealthy inhabitants live in a town surrounded by the west of the castle, and that the poor live in a slum that spreads around them.

It is a small city state with few but soldiers and recognized half autonomy. And it is ostensibly a "neutral" city that neither belongs to Metanostadt nor to Neo Isravia.

- And the birthplace of Spiano, huh?

I close the tactical information display (tactics) in front of me, wrap it in a blanket, and shake to wake up the sleeping Lentomia.

And the front door of the hall opened in Russia, and two figures popped up.

"Awkward, it's an indispensable workout every day!

"Hmm! Even Ora is a combat training class!

Though the sun has risen above the horizon, it is still about four o'clock in the smoky early morning.

Lu swinging a wooden knife with a bump and Spiano starting a one-handed arm-up to counter beside it.

It's a good thing we have higher competitors minds and more energy in each other's workouts.

"I mean, Lord Grey! Good morning, have you been moving all night!?

Lu rushes over and rounds his eyes.

"It's time to go to sleep... or the responsible" Lord of the Hall "sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

Spiano turns his gaze on me with some emotion.

There was no cloudiness in its eyes, and it had clear colors like plum and hemperosa.

"No, but I... I'm at my limit now. I'm sorry where I work out..., can I ask both of you to keep an eye on me...?

I ask the two of you with a hellish face.

"It's a pleasure!

"I'm counting on Ora with a land survey!

"Don't mix the end of the story!?

"Ugh! Sorry Issu."

While sighing at such an exchange between the two of them, I decide to pull Lentomia back inside the building. I'm dying if I don't sleep in a boulder.

If anything abnormal is detected, the tactical information display (tactics) will wake up instead. And then there's Lulu, who has excellent eyesight, and Spiano, who's sensitive to land exploration and smell, and you'll be relieved if you leave it to these two.

Yesterday... After a battle with the witch Schwartz Alberina, Spiano seemed to have sorted out his feelings.

"- Put it beside Master Ergo and the wise man. Hopefully!

That's how the dog-eared girl pleaded. In other words, he asked Ergonote again to stay with us (...) and continue his journey.

The disillusionment with the Grey Wolf Brigade (Odessara Gypse), which had launched the attack knowing that Spiano was one of them, and the disappointment with Alberina, who had not even spoken a word of Spiano's name while sending him the ring.

Besides, Alberina said something about Lentomia that bothered her, but that was... a lie.

Neither Lentomia nor Spearno is in the eyes of that witch.

The only way to stay is to satisfy your desires and ambitions.

The high laughter of High Dark Elf, who showed that abominable and bottomless power, floats behind his brain.

Actual work force (...). For the witch who leads and works for the king of Neo Isravia - Schusvalt Alberina - I guess it's just a disposable existence below hand pawns, such as a puppy (...) that I've picked up.

Assuming that the Ergonote assassination fails, the inhumane plan to cause suicide bombings to be carried out with a dreaded curse ring is thwarted by the staunch protection of the hall and fails. I may have done damage in the sense of making ergonotes owe money, but in the end my slime treatment (?) So the curse of Dozi's daughter has been neutralized and is now turned into one of the lively habitats (...).

I mean, Spiano is like a puppy who was dumped again, mainly picked up.

Ergonote and I have more to do than just leave it alone. If you want to stay in your hometown on your way, that's fine, or you can continue your journey with me.

But what would Lu say?

Lu always looks like he's hanging out with Spiano, and he seems pretty concerned... isn't that, like, not even a lot?

Just before Lentomia and I rubbed our sleepy eyes around the front door of the hall, looking back at the garden, the bright morning sun gradually dyed the sky.

Next to the open iron gate, there was Luroni and Spiano talking about something side by side.

It was Spiano, sandwiched by an iron gate and found in a semi-dead state with no loss of neck, but traces still remain at that time.

With the sight of Lu laughing and Spiano turning red and angry, which is no longer a classic (...), I shut the door of the hall quietly.

And -.

After 8: 00 a.m., we arrived in the oasis city of Kanyan.

The aim is to replenish water and supplies. And the search magic (Gogol) cannot collect, to gather raw (...) information.

Continued