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

The "Between Kings", which coincided between the sights, was about twenty mertes in all directions, with beautiful floors and walls assembled in white mighty stones opposite the outer walls, a place with a quiet atmosphere.

Looking up at the high ceiling, all over the ceiling painting collapsed, and some of the walls remained burnt and peeled off. It once told the story of a fierce battle going on here.

There's no reason to know the look on Ergonote's face from my position, but how much is in his chest?

For the prince (ergonote), who has spent his childhood here, it should be a place with his mother, who would have instilled affection with her father king, whom he would not respect.

But... When the brave man looked back unexpectedly, he slowly looked around at all of us and gave a gentle grin that made him feel no grief or other fine dust,

"So this is what the last (...) job is!

Powerfully so, I turned back to the front.

On the left and right are burning fires, illuminating the armor of the brave men red.

Expensive magical crystal lamps, like the Royal Palace in Metanostadt, seem to be used in small numbers and only as auxiliary lights.

Between the sights of even the murderous landscape, there was a qualitative throne in the position directly in front of us from the entrance, and a man sat back and stared at us, telling us to reach the deep face 40 of the sculpture.

- - Southout Yormusa.

The blue eyes on the bronze colored hair have an atmosphere that also leads to Spiano and Milica.

There are many old wounds on Southout's face that make him feel like a warrior and have dived many training grounds.

I even get the impression that he is a man full of majesty, a stranger who doesn't seem to be the same person who was manipulated by a hundred-eye helmet and behaved in a confusion.

"His Majesty Southout Yormusa, I am honored and delighted."

Thank you in depth with the voice that Ergonote often goes through.

"Uhm...... Ouch!

Southout Yormuza looked painfully distressed as he tried to snort.

Looks like you're finally sitting in a lot of pain. If you look at it, it's full of scratches, and it's painful to have the bandage glued around your hands and feet.

"O, king!?

"Ha, ha, nothing about this."

Even though it was meant to strip the cursed object from its body, it had eaten Ergonote's thunderbolts, Faria's transcendent shockwave, and Lentomia's attack magic properly. Rather, it is so strange to be alive.

Around the throne were Tsukinami Elgus, the half-beast of the buffalo who fought with him, Kogmar Ninth, the resource digger, Tsukune Kuneis, the court painter, and Hin Yarishawa, the SS leader of the Dragon Man (Draguns) who led us this far.

Hin Yarishawa seems to be concerned about Ergonote by the way, but when his gaze seems to fit, he gets sadly upset.

To the king's anguish, his companions show care, but they are controlled by the king by his hand and do not move from the spot.

Between the sights, I can see a few old men like ministers in charge of the country's governance, about ten young soldiers with swords down their hips, and a few wizards working in the court. Everyone is worried about the king.

"Brave man, wise man! And welcome, gentlemen! I've been waiting for you."

On behalf of the unspoken king, it was Milica who gave a bright greeting to Da. I get annoyed by the girl's clear voice color, but soon Iola and Riola wave a small, age-like grin.

Beside him stood his grandfather, Vermilus, and beside him, a man who had just passed thirty paths with a face that looked very similar to the two of them, with a cane.

Seeing you bow back to me in depth, apparently that's Milica's father's magician, Hilminal.

"Oh, my goodness! Or, she's cute!

Looking back to the tone I heard somewhere, there was a blonde blue-eyed beauty staring at this one.

- Tsukune Kneis...

I've never seen you live before, but you're not as old as we are. The golden silky thread-like hair stretched up to the waist is bundled behind it, and the bold hessy costume represents the artistic temperament (...).

If you look closely, the clothes and hands in the corners are dirty with paint, creating an atmosphere that leads somewhere to Manuferno. It seems that the manuferno at the time felt the same smell, and for some reason strange rival hearts exchanged hidden greetings with each other.

But Tsukune Kneith's evil feverish gaze was completely fixed against Plum and Hemperoza on both sides of me. I think I'm going to hear a rough nose so far.

- This guy must have really broken the Architect's curse...?

I'm a little worried, but Faria, Lu, and I are having a meeting with some of the fighting Tsukinami and Cogmers. During the pressing sight, he was finally surrounded by a soothing atmosphere.

I guess there was Yar Guchi, a magical life-form, over there, but now he's reduced to a tiny chunk of metal, and he's in my little lumbar pocket. It's not a "prisoner," but at least I decided to take it as a loot (...). I'll take more than just not telling you to give it back and analyze it carefully later.

While we were making sure each other was safe, Southout apparently distracted us.

Her complexion doesn't seem excellent, but Ergonote began to state the matter as slowly as if she cared about the condition, but in a clear tone.

"I am in Ergonote Rical, Ambassador Plenipotentiary of Metanostadt. This time we asked about unilateral hostilities in your country in order to ask our sincerity."

Originally, the purpose of coming here is to attach a formal peace promise.

The matter of the witch who fought along the way is now unquestionable. I'm going to reveal the reason later......

"E... Lord Ergonote Rical, and all. It was a long way from home. First of all, I want to thank you for saving me and my people."

I also thank you, breathing constantly and sweating in such a way.

"It's a waste of words. It hurts. Until we have cursed the evil spirit that brings evil to this country. However, the injury does not seem to be good..."

"This is such a scratch. Injury of honor, received in the battle against the evil witch (...) who plotted to take this country and its cursed treasure (...)... haha"

- All right, good acting.

My fellow southerners gave the king the line I gave him after the daytime fight.

If we take this word out of King Southout's own mouth, the meaning of this battle will be questioned by Metanostadt's side.

I mean... There's a "wicked witch caused this series of incidents" scenario.

"We had quite a struggle too, but I know there are no imminent threats."

"Right. So... let's go straight from here..."

Though the provisional monarch, the boulder is the man who was putting a country together. I say it in a majestic voice, even with my face distressed by pain.

Tsukinami and Hin Yarishawa also correct their posture and listen to Ergonote's voice.

"We came here as messengers of peace. Though taken by an evil party...... how do you think you have struck a dangerous iron pile into our country and plunged people's hearts into fear and confusion? I would like you to give me a satisfactory explanation for the crystal sphere you have here."

Ergonote stood there as a fully dedicated envoy.

To take the throne from the present king, but without claiming to be a rightful king, just pale.

- Ergonote......

Originally a royal of this country, it's no wonder you're sitting in the king's chair.

But without complaining about the fate, I was struck in the chest by the attitude of trying to do my duty.

Faria, Lu, Lentomia and Manu stare at "Working Man, Ergonote," as if they were different than usual.

Southout Yormuza eventually closed his eyes when he took a deep sigh, and opened his mouth as he had decided to.

"I extend my heartfelt apologies to Lord Ergonote, Ambassador of Methanostat, His Majesty King Courtilt Avines Lord of Methanostat, who is being heard through the crystal sphere, and... to all the people of your country (Tami). And I want a truce with your country and… peace"

…………

Neo Islavia's provisional monarch, Southout Yormusa, admitted their non without a multiplier. Full apology and willingness to peace -.

That's all we have to do if we can pull this word out. If King Methanostat had heard the current word through the crystal sphere, this would be harmony.

I stroked Pram and Hemperoza's head in silence in a tense manner, urging them to go where Iola was. I know you don't want to be where you keep saying "hard stories," but I'll play a lot later, so it's been a while.

"Riola, get the crystal sphere."

"Yes, wise man"

Riola came all the way up and offered her a crystal sphere. When I received it, I put it higher than my head and thanked him deeply for the crystal sphere.

"Have you heard the words of His Majesty the Courtilt Avneis Lord?

"- Um, I heard you, Lord Grecas the Wise, and Lord Ergonote the Brave. Thank you very much. King Southout's words did reach the rest of your ears. (i) Kings of a country, not quite able to admit completely non... There is no difference in the heart wishing for peace for the people. The eagle was struck in the heart. King Southout, why don't we break our bellies and discuss this? '

To the words of Courtilt Avneis Road, Zawsaut Yormuza stood still and thanked him deeply.

The ministers nod face to face so as to ascertain the path to peace that has also been exchanged.

It's a sigh of relief. The air dominates the place.

"Thank you for your kindness, the wise King of Metanostadt, Courtilt Avneis Road."

and when we looked at each other, a tall voice echoed across the crystal sphere.

"- Then, Your Majesty, I will negotiate the post-war processing (...), garrison policy (...) from here, because"

King Methanostat's Government, Minister for Integrated Military Forces and Wartime Economic Control, Saybein Murilla. He's a bureaucratic official with a Kamakiri face.

"Nah......!?

The complexion of the ergonote changes. At the same time, a deliberate upset ran on the Neo-Isravian side.

If we proclaim peace with each other, the relationship is reciprocal and neither side can claim compensation. That's the rule, so to speak, let's hand it over with pain sharing.

But Saybein Murilla said "garrison policy".

It could be seen as a manifestation of the will to move the army to occupy the King's capital of Neo-Israel, which now has no power to resist, and to occupy it in the name of post-war processing.

"First, the monitoring of the exercise of the present royal authority by our stationed military officers, and the transfer of the military chain of command to the Metanostadt army, and -"

Saybein Murilla's policy of reading was virtually a deprivation of autonomy. And Miramiru's southerly face, and his subordinate's face, was blue, and he began to come forth even unto him that would expose his anger.

"Grecas, now...!

Ergonote showed the color of agitation. An agreement to reconcile corners could be fractured and ruined.

Even Manuferno in Faria, Lu, and Lentomia feels the suspicion of clouds and looks at each other.

"Disturbed. Greg......!

"Oh, yeah."

- Is it my turn?

Metius nodded quietly, sitting on his shoulder as he turned his sight to his shoulder. When I signaled with my gaze, I was constantly pointing the tactical information display (tactics) at me.

At first glance at the "findings" reflected there, I blocked the uncomfortable Kamakiri's voice.

"I have a word for you - Lord Saybein Murilla. What are you..., aren't you mistaken?

I lifted my glasses with my fingertips and raised my voice so everyone could hear me.

'What...?

Turn your thin, connected eyes at me uncomfortably.

"Neo Isravia is an independent nation with power, and harmony is what is exchanged between reciprocal states. It's never one-sided."

'I wonder what they're going to say... Sage, Lord Grecas! Aren't you offering to support our exhausted neighbors? No......................... Your role as peace envoys is over. From here on out, I'd like you to keep your mouth shut.'

An uncomfortable kamakiri face sets up blue muscles and points at me with a solo van as Bishiri.

Behind that, Courtilt Avneis Road looked like he was still listening to my words.

I ignore the seventy-third Kamakiri minister with a firm face and speak to the king of Metanostadt.

"Your Majesty, forgive my disrespect for your remarks. Detailed circumstances are as I told you earlier (...). That is - during the experiment on the" New Trading Transport (...) System ", which Neo Isravia was developing, a witch planning to take over the state raided and fired the" Metal Flying Body for Transport ", or" Iron Pile, "trying to cause confusion in both Metanostadt and Neo Isravia -"

Southout Yormusa, his ministers, and his associates open their eyes to surprises. Everyone quietly clings to their mouths as if they had guessed something.

"Below Ergonote, the peace envoy, our hero of Dicamaran and His Majesty the Southout Yormusa and the distinguished warriors who are here have crushed the wicked ambitions of the witch. Our joint efforts in the face of acts of terrorism have certainly caused the damage of rats, but have we not done so without human harm?

A kamakiri man is stunned by my words and his mouth is pounding.

Unilateral acts of war should certainly be punished, but an attack by an "act of terrorism" is not something that holds the State itself accountable. Together, the victims - that is, because they are in the same position.

"Nah!? But! Then we will be stable by entering the generous asylum of our country... '

"You don't have to let me in."

I said resolutely.

"Hey, what?

"Neo Islavia, as a single nation, will rebuild its economy more than this as an exporting country of iron, copper, zinc, lead, tin (tin) and other rare metallic materials sleeping underground and will take its own path of reconstruction…, said His Holiness Southout"

I thanked him and turned the crystal sphere towards King Southout.

Is there any difference in what the wise man Lord Grecas says, King Southout?

He took control of Minister Kamakiri, who tried to raise his gold cut, and Courtilt Avines Road rocked his big body and put his face closer to the crystal sphere. The blue eyes are sharp as if they saw through everything, and I'm about to get barometric pressure just like that.

But me, Southout, I look straight back at the king without bending my gaze.

And Southout Yormusa nodded, adding:

"The New Trading Transport (...) System, developed by our group of magicians, is commonly known as the Vabilinia Catapult. With this revolutionary air transport (...), we are able to stabilise the supply of high-purity metal materials to your country with a significant reduction in transport costs, or an alarmingly low price"

Oh, oh...! and the twitching happened from those who were "among kings".

The king's lines were mixed with the "convenience" I had in mind beforehand.

- That's not a weapon or anything. "It's an efficient transport system," convenience (...).

"Right, right! Don't let them fool you, king! It's a weapon like that! You can aim for the heart of our country!?

Surprisingly sharp, I review Minister Kamakiri a little. But it's on my palm.

"The magic control center of Vabilinia Catapult, currently frozen with the magic of my disciple (...), this I, Grecas the Wise, will be responsible for altering. That is, a range limit. The merchandise ejected from here (...) falls into an unmanned wilderness in the western part of Metanostadt without danger. Get the metal for a small cost and Metanostadt pays the price...... how about this?

"Uhm......! That's a good idea, for my country too. I want iron and copper so much that I can get my hands out of my throat! But neither the greedy Canrews nor the marinoserese are just trying to sell it for a high price... This is not a bad story. We want a reciprocal deal with each other as a nation. May I? Lord Southout Jormuza, king of Neo Isravia. '

'Yes, you shouldn't, you can't ride a horse like this anywhere young...!

To Minister Kamakiri, who is still eating, I will hit a word on the trump card.

"... you seem to live in a luxurious mansion for a long time, Lord Saybein Murilla. Well... naturally if you're a minister who will have exclusive control over the military and the economy? Everyone notices that even if the accounting ruling (...) has some…"

Nah, nah! Hey oh!? Why, why did you do that!? Oh, wow! Ok, well, nothing more......!

"Especially the May report. That's terrible. What is it? Continuously collected 0.01 percent from all state revenues and expenses for purchasing your paintings into 90,000 goldo? Crafty enough. Shall we read more?

I read out the findings that Metius looked up to me with search magic (Ggol). The effect seemed outstanding.

Sassy blood drew from Sayvane Murilla's kamakiri face. Sweating, blushing, whitening, and….

I send a cold gaze to the crystal sphere with an extraordinarily evil face. Kamakiri Minister Saybein Murilla was already relieved when he blued.

'Or... is...'

"Who do you think I am? Sage... don't lick it."

I said away so the minister could only hear me. Good medicine for a greedy minister who waters peacefully.

'Enough is enough. Stumble out the minister (...). I will not tolerate disobedience (...). And - withdraw all punitive forces! This is my life!

When Courtilt Avneis Road issued the decree in a thunderous and awesome voice, the bureaucrats who were on the spot ran out eating bubbles.

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Continued

* Tomorrow, the chapter is complete