"- Dear Sir, Dear Companions,

Are you reading this letter after you've already traveled to Marino Serese, the South?

Grecas, you are a strong and gentle attentive man. As long as you always care about your people during battle and work with everyone with that extraordinary magic, you will never lose out on what kind of enemy it is.

And I want you to feel confident and proud that you are already the leader of the party. [M] Everyone will feel safer with their chests stretched and their spare grin.

Because you are the brother of Iola and Riola (...) and you are counted on by my dear Pram, Hemperoza, and my good liquor friend, Metius.

Faria, thank you for not abandoning me all the time. I don't take my armor off with a big meal. I like you, too, but you in plain clothes with open chests...... I like you.

Lu, it was like a kitten. How many years has it been since I helped you? I feel like I was just stroking the hair and tail of cat hair, but when I realized, I grew up ambitious, and now I have a beloved girlfriend named Spiano. Never let go of her precious hand, be happy.

Lentomia, I've had a glance at the overwhelming magical power and poor figure since we first met. I think the beauty has been particularly polished lately.

One thing can be said is that "friendship between men" is eternal. No matter what kind of opponent Grecas is bound to, just keep growing up beautiful friendships.

Manuferno, he's always a silent, gentle smiling monk. Perhaps the time has finally come for you to get your original back in this world of peace. I think the manuferno with his hair down is cute, and Grecas seems most natural when he's talking to you.

Thanks, guys.

I'm going to Neo Isravia.

Take the desert streets with the White King (Whiteia) and take three days to the Oasis City of Kanyan, where you will be reunited with King Southout and the strong knights (...) waiting there.

My job is just to get King's autograph on the paperwork, but I am very sorry that I will be further delayed in joining you.

But I will definitely go.

Whatever it takes, I'm going!

I want to go and swim in the warm waters!

I want to watch the women in swimsuits with Grecas as they burn their bodies in the strong sun and are rocked by the waves of the sea!

Drink good liquor, tongue drum the fruits of the South, compare the colours of a woman's skin, and - '

"What... this?

After reading the "letter" of the brave Ergonote, I glanced around at everyone's face.

The mouth pulls, and weird sweats flow.

"A suicide note…? A suicide note, huh?

Faria wrinkles between her eyebrows, holding her eyelids with her fingers. There's plenty of room in my heart for deep sighs.

"That's kind of like the last goodbye letter sss..."

"Awkward, I don't like it!

Lu and Spiano look worried, but would they have listened properly to the second half?

"No!? This is the scream of Ergo's heart that he doesn't like his job and wants to run away from reality. I'm a little worried about the second half..."

I rounded up the paper.

At the beginning he seemed to want to plead pity, but at the end of the day it was a random sentence as if his emotions had exploded. Besides, he's gonna watch the swimsuit girl with me...

"Right. It sounds cute going back to the desert, but hey."

I laugh when Lentomia comes. The beautifully faced half elf has a cheek wand on the table beside me.

It's the crystal sphere on the table that Ergonote sent me "string communication".

Under the crystal sphere, laying paper stained with special magic ink is the magic technique of transcribing letters and reading them as "letters".

Originally, the "Crystal Ball" was a magic tool for communications made by the Royal Government of Metanostadt by order of the Royal Society of Mages below Sir Apras A. Jill.

At the beginning, they just sent letters and simple signals, but the latest model allowed them to send and receive video and audio. I mean, it was the "latest model" that we took on our trip to Neo Isravia, but it was worth reflecting on that we let slime vacuums suck in, roll on the floor, and clutter in handling.

Crystal spheres are now the only means of communicating with distant ergonotes.

It is truly reassuring to know the trend in this way, even if it separates the hundreds of kilomertes.

But at the request of the King's Government, the Ergonote of the day quickly apparently traveled to the scorching Neo Isravia.

On the rabbit, on the corner...

"... it's going to be a while before I can rendezvous with Ergonote"

Manuferno is pouring tea into a cup, but reddening his face, the tea is overflowing to make a water reservoir on the table.

"Oh my goodness. I spilled it"

"Mr. Manu, I have no sense of urgency"

"Bitter laugh. Hey, I'm sorry."

"Right..."

Manuferno and Riola's somewhat normal women's talk makes me soothe.

The 'transfer string' sent by Ergonote through the crystal sphere, that is, by letter, the living room dining room of the Sage's Hall, was wrapped in unspeakable air.

I took my seat and opened the living room dining room window. The wind is a little warm, but the living room is in the shade so it's a pleasant breeze.

"Well, let's have some tea."

I was just about to eat some vanilla-flavoured baked confectionery made by Riola and Manu, so it's just good for a breather.

"Agreed. Today's is about confidence,"

"Yes, Brother Gu, no, Mr. Lentomia, please bake sweets."

"Oh, Miyagi!

When I took the cookies from Riola's offering, they were really delicious.

"Delicious, Riola"

"Mmm! It tastes like a famous shop in Wangdu!

When Lentomia praised him, Riola smiled happily.

I thanked everyone for searching for marino serese attractions, dining, recommendations, and more in search magic (google).

Rub your tea and have a conversation about the South you're headed to.

Let your eyes shine and listen to exotic stories that neither Iola nor Riola, nor Lu nor Spiano have yet seen.

Although Plum and Hemperoza seem more obsessed with baked treats in front of them than with their travel destinations.

"Sister Rio's cookies are delicious."

"Yummy! Next time, I'll make some of them and feed them to the wise."

"Ooh! Nice."

"Holy shit!

Plum and Hemperoza are laughing face-to-face with a cusp of baked confectionery around their mouths.

Something called a girl seems to look really happy when she's eating sweets.

When I drink the tea that Manuferno made me, it is a mixture of rosehip and herbs, and the aroma and colour are good.

I can relax somehow, but speaking of which, don't smell like this in Manuferno's hair, too, for God's sake.

"Tea's good, too. Calm down."

"New. It was my original blend"

"Well, Manu's been keen on this lately, too."

"Hobbies. Because I am also exploring diverse hobbies... I'll paint, too."

Hehe, and Manuferno round the tip of the silver lowered hair.

"... I don't know, brother. Mr. Manu's conversation feels like the wavelength fits."

Riola laughed small and threw the baked sweets into her mouth.

"Bullshit! Don't tease me"

"Red-faced. Rio."

Manuferno grabs Riola's arm and shakes it loose. I narrowed my eyes to a loud laugh that echoed in the living room.

The view outside the window flows like a slip. The meadows, the sky, the white clouds...

The purpose of saving Slime's island, and the fact that there might be horrible enemies for my life, only now seemed as if we were talking about another world far away.

A half-day run down the road to Marino Serese in the South.

We had already run 70 kmerte and, after noon, when the sun rose high, we had run a third of the entire itinerary.

The Sage's Hall continues to run three times faster than a regular carriage, easily pulling out of the carriages and caravans of the merchants.

On the floating semi-circular ground, a 'hall' grows legs like the feet of two chickens, walking down a well-maintained street.

The road is hardened red brown soil, meadows to the left and right. Forests are visible in the distance, but as we approach marinoserese, forests should become depressed and turn into wetlands.

Normally, the carriage speed should also be 20 km/h. Merte, the horse is exhausted if loaded and the speed falls in half.

Because if it is hot, we need to rest the horses, feed the grass, or your own rest.

Except for our Sage Hall. I can run 100 kilomertes without rest.

Its strength is evidenced by its run through the scorching desert, which extends to 500 kilometres round trip Merte. Now, the southeastern streets of the meadow area are like cruising through the sea plains of the mountains.

At this pace we will be crossing the border of Marino Serese this evening and stepping into exotic lands.

From there to the sea there are another fifty kilomertes or so, but that is not an issue either.

But when it all went well, it didn't seem like it.

Metius, resting until then, fluttered out of my nostalgia.

"Sage Grecas, there's a reaction to the Sovereign kingdom! Five kilometers ahead, down the street... a little off."

"Metaeus, I checked too. The carriage... is being attacked by demons?

"Maybe, but the trees are in the way and the jewelry is unknown."

Everybody's nervous about me and Metius.

Metius rode on my shoulder, so he left the entrance to the hall as it was, proceeded to the tip of the garden, which was the direction of progress, and turned his gaze to the end of the street that stretched south.

The tip of the iron gate is suddenly a cliff about five mertes high.

Peek downstairs and the ground flows backwards at a good speed. Doh, doh, and the rhythmic sound and vibration of kicking the ground are also transmitted.

Now it's time to realize that the Sage Hall is "walking".

Subtropical forests were spreading ahead.

Trees unfamiliar with dark greenery. The streets extend to be sucked in there.

At a point shortly after entering the woods, several demonic reactions were felt.

"What do you think, sage Grecas?"

"If someone is being attacked, we can throw them away."

"Ha!"

The fairy, characterised by blue eyes and clear feathers, returns a bouncing reply.

I deployed tactical intelligence displays (tactics) for combat in front of me.

Continued