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

Instantly crushing three giant golems, the "Hall of Wise Men" began to run again in a straight line for the Vabilinia Catapult.

Even if future generations of bards tried to sing and tell us what we were doing, "the arms grown from the mansion of the wise beat the sand giant to pieces," I think it's going to be an unbelievable Miga (fairy tale) story for Russia. I just want to take a smart tactic of war as a Dickamaran sage, but now it's not a four-five possible situation to say. Anyway, getting to the tower and shutting it down is a prerequisite.

"Milica, disperse the mirror images (copies) of the hall!

"Wah..., I get it!

Mirror doubling magic (Bainihuel) user Milica replies to me. In front of her, who was invited as a guest with her grandfather, there is a magical war going on that I've never seen before, so I can't help it.

Next to it, my grandfather Vermillas seems to have no more spare time in improving the quality of people than buildings. Especially if you observe a girl crushed, you tie the mark and chant additional spells with a difficult face.

"Thank you for your cooperation. But from here on out, there will be more danger..."

"Fofo...... hey! It's been a long time since I've had such fun and blood rolls."

"I was scared of witches, too, but the truth is, I learned magic from my father and grandfather because I wanted to help everyone. So...... I will fight with you all!

When I smiled back quietly at the powerful words, I turned to the front again.

The desert sun is gradually rising high and the sun flames are swinging over the dunes. Beyond that I could clearly see the iron tower that gave me the artificial twist (thread).

As a matter of fact, while fighting the enemy giant Golem, I feared a hotline attack from the tower (...). If there was anything like "throwing away pawns" and relentlessly attacking the golem-users and Milicas, there wouldn't have been a single one of us with a stopped leg.

- But I didn't even make an inhumane attack on the boulder...... so?

I was loosening my mouth slightly as I stared at the black iron pile ahead.

Dark Elf Witch Alberina doesn't want to "kill each other for real".

The purpose is only to capture Ergonote's "sword" and "battle game" with me and the heroes of Dicamaran. The witch with the face of a warrior is enjoying the fight against us to the fullest.

When Milica finished casting the spell, the four "Copy Sage Halls" separated in unison and ran out in line again. The colours and appearances are the same at first glance, but the quality of the human dummies on top was remarkably improved during this meagre amount of time. Especially the girls (including Lentomia)......

By the way, me and Iola copied it appropriately with the "same face" is moronic. Even as a grandfather, a girl doesn't seem to have eyes.

But in retrospect, not only the Grey Wolf Brigade (Odessara Gypse) guys and grandpa, but even the same ethnic ergonote, I guess, "I love girls" anyway.

- Ma, healthy in a way, but can't we take this backwards?

At the end of my gaze as I began to think of measures to counter organized enemies, a plum with redheads in twin tails and a further black-haired hemperosa were seriously talking to Iola.

"Grey, Brother Io, I thought," Whoa, whoa, whoa. "

"Hey, the avant-garde (...) is Brother Io no plum! Manu, my sister and I are in the back."

"Are there any other combinations..."

Iola laughs bitterly, but next to her, Pram lines up with a big hammer (hammer) for piling on her shoulder and a good face. Naturally, the "Wizard Apprentice" Hempero is a guard, and Manuferno seems to act together as a health guard (medic).

Ergonote and Faria were asked to fight on the front lines as they entered the Vabilinia Catapult, but they quickly organized a party with Iola as their leader to entrust them with their post-gun defenses. To protect Milica and her grandfather, Vermilas, who may have been betrayed and their lives targeted, and Riola, who can't move because she's in charge of the Melee of the Hall (...).

"Manu, I'll take care of the rate."

"Boys, I only support Iola-kun, a boy I can count on."

"Ugh, yeah. Leave it to me."

Iola blushed her cheeks as Manu placed her hands on both of Iola's shoulders. Riola, even though the other girl doesn't seem surprisingly immune, even though she's fine with holding hands. That was a somewhat unexpected discovery. Iola's about the same age, and I really want her to look at me unexpectedly...

"The Iola team asked for it just in case the enemy came aboard."

"Ah! Let me do it. Guru!

Plum, iola, and hemperosa also nod about iola.

"Sage...... No more monsters in the sand?

Riola in good shape rolls out a one-two punch as she turns around on me. Both arms of the hall trace it as well to draw the exact punch track with Bombun.

"Ah, ah...... But next... that tower could be the target."

"Tower, is it?"

Riola drops her shoulder a little.

The distance from us running in the desert to Vabilinia Catapult had already cut a kilomerte.

The disastrously black "Iron Spire" was revealing its entirety. It even looks like a sharp and pointy sword (sword) to challenge the gods who live in heaven.

If it's just the part that extends toward the sky, it's about 30 Merte, but the base part to support the structure on the sand dunes, or the ring-shaped objects that seem to be "accelerators" installed in the core part of the tower, when they all add up, you can see that it's a huge facility nearly 50 Merte high.

"Lord Grey! There's a shadow on the tower...!

Lu, the most sensitive of the members, shouted, staring and pointing fingers.

Ahead, I stared, and when I zoomed in on the tactical information display (tactics), a woman dressed in an obscure but strangely exposed (...) costume on a deck stuck out like a "lookout or gura" near the center of the tower called out and gave instructions to my men.

Black wizard's robe with black hair and shallow skin......

- Schwalt Alberina!

"Greg! That... I knew you were a teacher! Definitely, hey!

Lentomia grabs my arm and sues. During the last battle, Lentomia didn't see Alberina in person, so I guess this will mean a real reunion.

What conversation did Lentomia and Alberina have when they were meeting in the elves? A witch who creates a system called the Terrible Iron Pile and uses powerful magic and golems to target the "treasure sword" of the brave Ergonote -.

"Well, we have to stop that witch."

"But the teacher... he's kind... he's a good guy!

"Right...... But you know what, Lentomia? He may have been nice to you, but he shot the iron pile into the house where we were, and he attacked me with a razor golem. Do you understand?"

I was thinking about the madness of the witch (Alberina) I fought last time. I don't think he's the same person as Lentomia's "sweet teacher."

"Yeah...... I know. But he was very nice to me. But, but... now..."

When the half elf let his gaze swim with a bewildered look, he eventually stared at the little palm of his own and eventually squeezed it tight.

"Our enemies."

My undistorted jade eyes are pointed at me.

"Lentomia......"

What will come to that chest? Lentomia must have put her memory in her hometown and her adventure days with us and her encounter with a witch who had lived an unimaginable time.

"My teacher has always been my 'teacher'. But... I'm more important than that, and I've been traveling with my favorite Gres for a long time."

"Besides, isn't my teacher Lentomia?

"Right...... grey. So... don't let go of my hand"

- Don't let me get lost.

Groaning so small, Lentomia offered her thin, supple hand. I grabbed those hands like I was looking for salvation without straying to make sure they were warm.

"Absolutely. I promise."

Half an elf smiles like a cool breeze.

"Sage Grecas! Oh, my God, on the tower... there's movement on the Vabillinia catapult!

Turn your attention to Vabilinia Catapult in the Tactics display on Metius' voice. But at some point the figure of the witch Alberina had disappeared from the "viewing table" of the tower.

"Is that a hotline gun!?

"Chi... no, this is... oh, no!?

Fairy Metius rounds his blue eyes and loses his words. I fleshlight confirmed the Vabilinian catapult, which was approaching only 300 Merte.

There...

A giant iron man-shaped (...) golem was just about to stand up now.

"Greg! That!

"Hey what... is that!?

"The iron tower is changing!

Everyone perceived the anomaly and shouted and pointed at it.

If you look at it, the core part of the tower breaks into two parts and forms a structure like a "leg". Above it was a mass of towers corresponding to the torso, and even more steel in the form of "arms" had begun to grow. The entire shape of the tower is transformed into a different shape, one after the other, as if it were an early turning video.

I mean - to the human form.

"Bye, silly! deformation...... you said you did!?

It was a giant iron man-shaped golem that deformed and rose in slow motion.

On the right hand, the tip of the tower was equipped as a "cannon", and on the left hand, the "iron fist", which looked like a human arm thought to be for blowing, was gleaming.

I didn't see the part that touched my face, but instead I saw a blue-white, "cockpit" part of my chest. Staring at him, he sits there with a dark haired high dark elf, Alberina, gripping the iron stick protruding from left to right like a pilot. Perhaps that is the magic guiding device for injecting and controlling magic.

I just had no other glimpse of the mouth dangling.

"- What do you say, sage Grecas! This is... the magic of my tiger child... Vabillinia Catapult: Destroy Mode!

The high laughter of the hot, bitter witch echoed in the desert.

A man-made golem. The idea (...) is not in this world.

If there is, it's the "human robotic weapon" itself in the world I was in (...).

"Alberina, where the hell did you find that out?!?

"Ahaha! Sage Grekaaaas! If you can beat me...... I'll tell you. Ooh!

Giyi, and a giant iron giant took a step forward, sounding the rubbing sound of iron.