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

"Let go of Chu-tae. - Ugh!

Plum's unleashed spinning kick had captured Southout's side head perfectly.

Middlekick in the air since flying under the guidelines of triangular flying -.

It's a stunning mid-kick (middle kick) where you rotate your hips on the shaft, stick your knees out of your right thigh towards your opponent, and then pound them in with more weight on the snake. But that's a natural, light-hearted move for Plum that he was showing when chasing the goose at the garden tip.

Scarlet hair tied into two pieces follows the flutter and body rotation.

"Ga-ha!?

And that was a complete unintended hit for Southout.

Southout Yormusa, who would have thought of Plum as just a toddler, took an unexpected counterattack and let go of the rat "Chuta" who was about to crush him.

It was almost at the same time that the plum landed as the chuta fell to the ground.

Plum rushes to crawl to his friend (...) who fell to the ground.

"Choo Tai! Thank you!

"Chu!"

Moving his moustache and round characteristic ears, the rat quickly ran away into the shadows.

"Oh, yeah!?

Among the eight treasure pieces, the "Hundred Eyes Helmet", with its creepy appearance among others, was spinning 180 degrees with the momentum of the plum kick.

Each "demonic eye" in all directions moves in pieces, the only exposed mouth and nose in the face is blocked and the front and rear are reversed.

Turning himself to the robe, Southout cursed like a panic, spraying a black flaming "fog of curse" from his hand to the cod.

Juwa! and the grass flowers on the ground wither and collapse. But the aim is not set. Plum quickly escapes and takes his distance.

- Now!

"Shoot!

Two golems stormed the command from my magic yarn (Magiwire), "I've been waiting", feeding a fierce tackle to the southerly black body.

"Crouch!?

It was the Sterling Slime Engine, Wine Barrel Golem's ancestor 'Full' who moved the steel limbs to advance and see the unforgiving body.

As Southout screams and blows outside the hall grounds, his black cloth-shaped lower body becomes a smoky tail and extends with Hill Hill as he follows it.

Tongari's head, wrapped around a black purple robe, was blown off the premises of the hall, which would also be ten mertes high and low, and fell on the cobblestone of the square, hitting his entire body once in a while.

Another partner, "Bulbulu," tore the lower half of the southerly black leech by means of a melee magic, handdagger (handdagger), excited by his steel right arm, depending on Zubazuba and allowances.

An elongated, stretched lower body like a bandage ripples around like a snake.

"Guh...... kaha!

"All right, you did it!

Then, the black object that should be called the "Curse Scroll" wrapped around the hall broke everywhere and quickly disappeared from the perimeter of the hall when it misted.

I run my gaze on tactical intelligence displays (tactics), but the red dot showing Southout Yormusa, who was supposed to have been thrust out of the hall and fell to the ground, had already disappeared from my enemy range.

- Disappeared? No, ran away? In this moment?

But before we do that, we need to make sure the Plums are safe. Plum is calling out loud from above the premises of the hall.

"Greasy. Well, ahhh!

I jumped all over myself. He jumped with the help of a magically reinforced exterior (Magnetics) in a breath, looking for the Sage's Hall site, nearly ten mertes high, to stand on two legs.

"Plum!"

Landing with the momentum as it was, he took three steps and hugged the plum to save him.

"Are you all right!?

"Yes, it is -!

Pram's tears, who replied cheerfully with that said, were already dry. Smiles like the usual day and octagonal teeth like Kiva shine.

"Well... good luck with that"

"I was scared." But Greg will definitely come. "

"Oh, I'm here. It's okay now."

Unexpectedly hugging him, he slimmed on his back and turned his arms of considerable force.

- Good.

and.

"Is that it?"

"hey......!?

"The eagles... what?"

"Iola-kun's uniform...... is that it?

Everyone blinks in unison. He has a pompous face, as if he was suddenly drawn back to reality from his daydreams.

"You realize we may be suddenly confused, but we are under attack by the enemy."

"What!? In the meantime? That, the hall is also moving..."

The suggestion is that Iola is confused, and Milica and Vermillas still can't seem to swallow the situation.

"Hempero was here and he wasn't!

Plum was rushing over to Hemperoza, holding that hand and complaining desperately.

"Hey, I don't know what you're talking about!?

"So the perky black obake says glue. Then Hempero lost sight of the plum -!

"Heh... heh?

Hemperoza has her eyes black and white and a question mark floating over her head. I'm on my way to getting more and more confused with Plum's description, but well.

The Eight Treasures "Escape Feather", which was bellowing the torso of Southout Yormusa, is probably a magical object that lets you escape the harsh and harsh reality.

I guess it amplifies the power of dreams that humans have - whether that's a nightmare or a good dream - and traps them there and turns them into "power".

I checked the control system of the True (New)/Land Turtle (Gran Turtle) on the tactical information display (tactics), but there were no signs of intrusion or interference from the outside.

"Is that what you mean..."

Perhaps it interfered with Iola's dream (...) and was designed to move the slime control system.

"I ruled Iola, the pilot," rather than ruled the hall, which would stick in my mind.

I feel like I have that hand, but I don't have time to take action now.

"Grecas, are you all right?

"Greg! Where are the enemies? Ah!

"Lord Grey! Awkward man, now you have to fight for nothing!

Ergonote and Faria, and Lentomia to Lu, finally followed to the side of the Hall of Wise Men. Looks like they've been running in the heat and they're all pretty worn out.

The other women's teams are further behind, with Manuferno and Riola and Spiano breathing constantly from across the square.

"Ugh! Greg, it's early... I can't run in Hetoheto anymore..."

"It's terrible, sage Grecas! How dare you leave me!

Lentomia also seems physically limited and sits out on the spot. The puffy, angry-faced fairy left Lentomia and jumped in a straight line towards me.

"Ha, ha. I knew I was anxious to leave..."

"I'm sorry. I was so obsessed, I jumped out."

I connect the Magic Thread (MagiWire) to Metius to replenish the Magic. In the meantime, I looked around slowly at Pram and Hemperoza and Manuferno and the rest of them.

- - You're all tired... we need to get some rest.

"Milica, Iola, Plum and Hempero, get us barrels of water and coconut palms out of the garage, it's a little pause right now"

"Now...... of us?

It was Iola tilting her little neck, but she needed replenishment and rest, even for a short time anyway.

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My anxiety became a reality.

When I was about to finish a five-minute pause, one reaction appeared neglectfully in the enemy kingdom (circle).

The distance is about a hundred mertes away from the Sage's Hall.

It was, unmistakably, Southout Yormusa.

But - things are not right.

You look like a ghost. The tongari hat, wrapped around a shimmering black robe and worn on his head, remains slightly diagonally uneven.

"Ka... ka, I made God... angry... nah!

"Things are... crazy"

Faria lines up beside me and stares at the enemy.

"Oh. It's weird originally, but it's even weirder now. Above all... Southout himself... has already fainted"

"What?"

Faria sharpens her gaze much more on my words.

Formation in the square, with Faria in the front row on the ergonote and Lu and Spiano in the middle behind it.

Behind it is Lentomia, the wizard, me, and Manuferno supporting him as a rear guard.

Of course Metius is with us.

This is the most basic "Dickamaran Hero" battle formation.

Riola or Iola. Milica and the others drove to the safe "Sage Hall" at Plum. It's an operation that Iola manipulates, takes moderate time, and provides cover if necessary.

"The final boss's... are you out"

"It's not a palace, it's just a place to settle."

Faria set up a proud axe, and Ergonote pulled the treasure sword out slurrily.

A hot desert breeze brought a musty heat.

And Southout Yormusa, he said something. That seemed like a spell. Something... chanting, it's...

"- Gather my strength, my curse, gather in this body, darkness - demonic sintering (Helgaia)!"

"- Hey, what's not!?

"Oh, that spell!

Me and Ergonote groaned at the same time.

At that moment, dark clouds gushed up in the clear sky, and the black purple light poured down.

Continued!