"That's an early one, another month from the desert journey..."

Metius, resting his feathers by the window, groaned pompously as he put on his cheek wand.

The golden hair with the shade of wavy is brighter with the light conceived. The clear feather contours are as obscure as melted, but every time you breathe, you change the angle and reflect rainbow light.

"Oh. I never thought I'd be able to relax and read a book like this again."

I spin words in a blurry manner, not telling Metius, turning the pages of books I borrowed from the Royal Library.

From the open windows, a hot, dry breeze is blowing in to shake the curtains of the race. The square-cut landscape you can see from it is all like a single painting and very beautiful.

Blue wheat fields soaring in the wind, blue skies drawing gradients as they go far, and bright white accumulated clouds in the middle of mockingbirds and growth -.

Here, in the village of Finovocci, "summer" had arrived.

Sometimes a small wing dragon (Wyburn) the size of a crow flies across the sky. It is a small, omnivorous dragon normally found near Methanostat.

The "Hall of Wise Men" outside the village of Finovocci is quietly nestled on a small high hill, the same as before after a long journey.

Nice roof with red barbecued tiles or a calm outer wall painted with straw lacquer. And expensive glass windows, even in Methanostatuto. Such a "Hall of Wise Men" has risen from ground to ground, growing hands and feet across the desert..., you won't believe what they say about Russia.

"In any case, you've finally made it back to normal life, sage Grecas"

"It's subtle if living with fairies and braves is normal."

Ho ho, and little laughs. Metius is right, the peaceful routine has finally returned to us after our adventure into the desert country.

At last, but in fact, it was about a week ago when I returned to the village.

More than two weeks from the day the negotiations were concluded, they would have been pursued at the end of the aftermath in Neo Isravia.

Our work as peace envoys was over, but we had to work on "the conditioning of the Metanostadt Castle, which Ergonote broke with Spearno", for a market capitalization of about 50,000 Goldos. The reward for the success of this journey is 100,000 Gordo. That's the amount of money I promised the king, but I was tied to a sentence that I wouldn't be paid until after everything was done.

What's more, there have been a lot of incidents over the past two weeks.

I've been writing on a whim, looking back at my journal for a while now.

June 16th

Lu and Spiano are too hard to be around.

"The Awkward are in a sober relationship!

"Well, I don't know what to do with it."

Damn! Envy (illegible below)

June 17th

Lentomia collapsed due to heat and fatigue.

High fever.

Apparently because of the lack of vegetables, Manuferno's diagnosis of a lack of vitamins and minerals led him to the city in search of nutritious Asawi fruit.

However, in the Kunlunia Mountains, which stretch to the west end of Israel, the kingdom's power is no longer extended, and activities such as insect-based demons and Blue Ghost tribes (Blue Oga) are active and cannot be approached and obtained by local peasants.

June 18th

Faria, me and I drove the carriage in a "strike-oriented" membership: Iola, Lu and Spiano, Manuferno, to the Culnia Mountains, which went west for half a day one way.

After several battles with demons, I managed to get the fruit of Asawi.

Faria was relentless and excellent when she said she was a ghost (orga) opponent, but she struggled quite a bit as a party because whenever bug-based demons such as Kamakiri and Batta came out, she ran to the rear. Well, it's a good joke now that I'm writing this.

June 19th

Lentomia recovered thanks to the nutritious fruit and the manu's medicinal herbs, but she sweetens by saying she needs my nursing attention for a while.

I was wiping her sweaty back with hot water and Riola misunderstood me strangely. But the "friendship" with Lentomia has also deepened, so let's say Yoshi.

June 21st.

Apparently Ergonote ran out with the witch Alberina at the city liquor store and got back in Belomberon drinking until morning. Pram and Hemperoza watched far-flung as they saw rare objects.

"He's so lonely, he looks like a cute woman..." he mutters.

Faria is watering me down at the garden now.

June 22nd

As soon as Pram and Hemperoza went to visit the palace, they wouldn't come back......

And I thought I was back in the mood for the evening.

He played with the dragon lady, got a treat for the painting lady, played with the cow brother, and got a gem kakera for the drill brother. I have to say thank you.

June 23rd

The local evil kids in Israel gave a little bit to Riola while she was shopping.

Iola's anger exploded and she got into a fight all over the city.

Not enough for me to leave, but Iola had a brilliant victory over a few opponents, and at the end of the day she was shaking hands with her opponent's leader shouldering her back with the sunset.

By the way.

The wild horse seemed to be paying attention to the struggling Iola, but I'm the only one who knew that Riola had an iron fist in her hand and stumbled around to help her whenever she could.

Additional notes.

When it comes to my sister (Riola), it's a good place for Iola to exert more power than usual, but can we use the explosive power of that secret power for something...?

June 24th

Day of the Vabilinian Catapult Regeneration Experiment. With the Flight Range Deterrent Ceremony (...) applied, a local union of magicians, led by Milica's father, conducted a metal body test experiment.

The chunks of metal launched were a ton of pure copper dug up by mineral mining technician Cogmar Ninth. Twenty minutes later, they fell brilliantly at a planned point in western Metanostadt, recovered safely by government officials who had been waiting in advance, and the experiment was a success.

Seems to have also been heavily reported in each other's countries as trading items number one between Metanostadt and nascent Israelis.

Additional notes.

The green area (...) by Hemperoza's spreading magic (Shrub Garden) continues to expand.

Growth has slowed, but it turns out that the wizard's magic powers have increased momentum again.

This would have seen the way to the dream of "greening the desert".

It seems that this feat will be engraved with the "Girl of Mercy and Peace", a large painting to be decorated in the palace of Neo Isravia.

By the way, the portrait model still sounds like Pram and Hemperoza in Manuferno's story. Tukne Kuneis is still producing paintings towards a large campus of 2 Merte x 3 Merte.

Don't tell Hempero about this. I'm going to surprise you later.

――――

It said something about how I said it.

Well, I wrote it myself, but when I read it back later, I can remember "I was," so the diary isn't quite bad either.

Well, if you notice, the time is nearly noon.

In my room, I take a little nap with Lentomia, or I've been sleeping all morning.

He responded to the heat in the desert more than I thought, and he doesn't seem to be feeling very well after that.

"Hold on, Lentomia..."

I left my hair on my cheek with my fingertips and gently stroked my cheek.

"Mm... gre..."

"It's noon, you're oversleeping."

- Again, we all want to go somewhere and relax and rest...

Plum and Iola go to the royal school building in the heart of the village, which is visible in the distance. Today is before the summer break, the last class, which means you should be back sooner than usual.

Now in this hall are Metius and me, Lentomia and Manuferno.

Faria had begun her work as a hired master of the warriors of the kingdom, and Ergonote would not return as soon as she had gone to the castle of the king's capital. I guess I have a lot of political work to do with you, Princess, who is the "girlfriend" of my destiny. Well, he'll be back in a few days.

and.

The Sovereign Circle captured multiple reactions.

Looks like he's walking towards this hall.

- The Iolas and the Plums?

But they react differently. Villagers...?

I stood up and looked out the window.

Then several figures were seen approaching, as they stretched across the road to sew the wheat fields that led to the Sage's Hall.

"Hey, what's going on..."

At the end of the anxious gaze of Metius, a few village aunts, led by a young blonde woman, come to the hall as if they were queuing up with Zazza.

"Nooo? Is that... Mr. Cecily and the Oba Coalition?

"You know, sage Grecas"

"Ah, ah. The villagers who used to ask me to clean this building."

And although I said it with a smile on my face, I remembered the odd heartbeat.

But there's no difference between being a welcome guest. In an effort to welcome my first visitor in a long time, I left my room dressed in a ruffled T-shirt called shortbread and headed to the front door.

Continued