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

"Rio, can I have this place?

Iola slowly moved the right melee arm growing from the Sage Hall closer to the garden tip. The hand formed by a giant slime held a "crystal column" about the back length of a person.

"Yeah. Keep holding me tight!

Riola walks to the edge of the garden with a grasp so as to ascertain the crystal columns lifted to the height of her gaze.

And I took a chunk of metal out of my pockets of gosogoso and plain clothes.

It was the shape of my mother with a silver lizard - a flaming (brass) iron fist (knuckle).

The noisy prey for a girl to sneak into her pocket is lined with four iron rings with enough fingers to connect the protruding steel plates of the lizard.

When Riola put it in her right hand finger, she confirmed the niggini and feel before accepting it as a pasin with her left hand.

"Ok.... Pram stay away"

"Yes, it is."

As Riola's chestnut eyes drew sharpness, the sawdust and Iola swallowed the saliva.

The boulder plum also seems to have perceived an unusual sign of Riola, turning sassy behind "Brother Io no" to escape.

"Iola-kun's sister... what are you willing to do...?

"Oh, wow."

Milica and old Vermillas twisting their necks as they looked up at the Sage Hall.

Around saying "Iola-kun's sister," not Riola, I feel that the rival minds between the girls are somehow hidden.

Me and Ergonote watched as Riola and the others moved around the immobile Southern Petia Architect, wrapped around in green crawl.

Luroni and Spiano also caught up and are now on guard around with their swords in place.

They glare at each other with their backs, but the way they turn around with their backs is a breathtaking collaboration as if they had been together for a long time.

"Mogaa! Ya...... no thanks?!

"Shinmi, come on! You evil motherfucker!

Butterflies and green mummies bounce on the ground, but the tightening will not loosen as long as Hemperoza is pouring magic into it. It just gets tighter and tighter.

The "crystal column", which continued to provide magical energy to the rampant eight treasures, is blocked by dark clouds and emits a pale light under the sun's vanishing desert sky.

Ergonote or Faria can smash it if you just destroy it, but Milica's cooperation and Hemperoza's magical determination to capture the monster is something I'd like to put on with my friends in the museum.

"Then you go, wise man!

"Please! Riola!"

"Yes!"

There was a slight tension mixed in with the clear voice color as usual. As he was played by his voice, Iola stood still and gave strength to the arms of the hall holding the crystal columns.

Riola glanced at me and Milica for a moment that would appear under her eyes.

The mouth is bound to a single letter, and you cannot ask and know the emotion.

But as soon as I faced the clear object directly in front of me, I quietly closed my eyes and put a knockout on the hexagonal columnar crystal of the clear crystal, about the same size as myself...... and my right arm.

I wouldn't be searching for its center with sound and feel, but that's what it looked like.

Riola opened her eyes and suddenly breathed loudly, dropping her hips low as she twisted her body, squeezing her right hand, fitted with a flaming (brass) iron fist (knuckle), to the back of her hips. And...

"Yaaaa!"

He struck out his fist on his back with all his might like a pendulum as he returned his twisted body to the front with his fistful temper.

The fist released while slightly drawing the curve is snapped and slapped by the crystal.

Gah - Kivin! The sound echoed as if the hard objects collided with each other.

A giant arm of man-made, which was squeezing the crystal column, waved for a moment in the opposite direction to the fist that had been shot in.

It is a blow that doubles the acceleration and destructiveness of the fist by rotating the hips around the axis, called "swinging punches," unlike so-called positive fist punches, "and by snapping the shoulders, elbows and wrists.

Was it only a second or so in time?

The whole crystal column clouded, along with the bursting sound of bash! That meant a fine hive ran all over the place at once.

"Yay!?

"Wow, it's cracked!

Unexpectedly, Ergonote and I were screaming.

Ergonotes and others are completely distracted and naturally leaked voices. I just saw an unexpected side of a girl who always thought she was a cute maid baking bread, and I can't hide my surprise.

And - the next moment.

The crystal columns were shattered and scattered.

From the huge gap of my fingers, a fragment of a broken crystal rises on one side like powdered snow.

Riola slowly exhaled as she quietly returned the stand. And yep! thumbs up in the wind and showed them.

The smile and white teeth dazzle, and me and Ergonote clap with a patchy, fierce momentum in obsession. Maybe we both had a smile on our faces.

"Yay, I did it!

"Wow... that is so awesome...!

"Hi-yep!? Rio Russ, did you do that? Lu Cat! Ora... You're being rude, aren't you?

"Don't be rude to Senior Riola" is just a momentum.

"Oh, yeah!? Ugh, no..."

"Oh, horrible... this is a horrible museum. Ah!?

Milica and Vermillas are moving their mouths as if they had lost their hips. I'd say Riola wins completely in many ways already.

The glittering powder of gems rode the desert wind and eventually disappeared.

- and.

"- - Aaaaaaaaaaaa!?

Purple smoke began to rise from the crevices of the crawling grass with the desperate cry of the eight treasures.

"Ahhh, ahhh... what a fool!... that we... waited a thousand years for this day... like you... ahhh... '

"... you've been dreaming for a long time."

I peered into the last of the hundred eyes through the gaps in the grass.

The demonic eye gradually collapsed from the edge and was red and black as if in tears.

The last hour was about to come to the helmet of a hundred eyes.

"Dream......"? Dreams… or maybe…, someday, again… in the darkness for a thousand years…… the day of resurrection of the Glorious Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia) to this earth… wait and see how many stars frost…… I can reconfigure the world as I wish… I wanted the keys, the treasure sword… '

The voice gradually faints and becomes weak.

"Was it the dream of the alteration of the world... Isn't what you guys were looking at in the treasure trove just a fantasy that escape (...) feathers (...) showed?

In my words, the ergonote next to me gave me a clear look.

…… Silly...... silly, no!

One discomfort I've always felt, I reveal.

There were only seven treasures, the words of Alberina.

"The Ring of Divergence"

"Innocent (Dowsy) Bride (Koon) Ring"

"Hundred Miles of Love Text"

"Iwado's Corner"

"Maiden's Soft Skin"

"Future Wing Sword"

"Hundred Eyes Helmet"

And...... "The Escape Feather"

"The red and black letter wall that you were wrapping the walls of the treasure trove you were sleeping in..., wasn't that the eighth treasure, the 'escape coat'? After a long time, you were trapped in your own dreams. I mean... there were eight of them from the beginning."

I held up my glasses quietly with my thumb and middle finger.

"We... saw our own... dreams...? Oh, no!... We are God (...), created everything in this world... in the Creating God... the only...!

The dark clouds of the sky gradually began to clear as the remnants of the soul that dwelt in the helmet of a hundred eyes began to rise to heaven with shush and black mist.

From the slices of the clouds, the light poured down again to the earth.

Go through the land of camel-colored sand, lighting the old cobblestones of the square, the green trees of the oasis, and the blue, clear water, to purify.

Everyone looked up at the sky to the sight. Riola on Iola, and Plum on Hemperoza. Milica, old Vermillas, and Ergonote and me.

"You're probably not gods."

"Sage...... gre...... cus?... you... what the hell... '

- 'Cause think about it.

"If you guys made it, this world is beautiful everywhere..., because it's overflowing with nice things"

………… ... f. … yes… maybe… '

At the same time that the last missing pieces collapsed, all temper disappeared.

"Grey!"

"Sage Grecas, are you all right?

"Safe. We're all fine -!?

I looked back at the voices of my people.

The girl who runs out of breath...... Lentomia like... and Manuferno, little fairy Metius, coming toward Patapata as she rocks her silver lowered hair, also comes overhead.

"Ah! We're all safe!

Reply with whatever voice you can and wave.

From behind, furthermore, Faria walked up into the sky in a slow foothold with the axe horizontally in charge. Smile unconstructively with silver hair.

"Ha, isn't that a good sky, Greg!

The sky, looked up unexpectedly to Pharia's voice, was blue and clear everywhere.

"Grey! Welcome back!

Plum jumped out of the hall.

I hugged the plum straight from the front as the sun set bright, scowling my scarlet hair, running over and diving thoughtfully.

"I'm just... guff!?

Unlike Hemperoza, I unwittingly let the plumb of a powerful jumping hug go.

"Grey! Are you okay?

"Oh, haha"

Everyone's face and sky visible from the uneven glasses, all of this shines...

You see. The world is, after all, a very good thing.

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