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

I avoided the sun for a moment and evacuated to the living room inside the building. I also have the thought of getting a salad that says I made Faria while resting.

"Ooh!?

On the table in the living room dining room, the salad placed with the fork looked like a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

The salad that Faria says she made was simple with a dressing made by tearing vegetables and putting them in a plate, crushing salted olive fruit, but the serving is beautiful and a little gratifying.

"It tastes... fresh."

Try it, it tastes delicious with a fresh tooth called shakushaku.

It belongs to the box-buying vegetables purchased in Metanostadt this morning, but I can feel safe with the same vegetables grown in the village of Finovocci.

"I just made it with Riola and Manuferno... but I don't know if I did well"

Unconfident faria is rare, but aprons are more rare.

"But they serve well, and they're delicious!

"Right!

I get a mixed assortment of vegetables with a glimpse of a woman warrior laughing with joy.

It's fresh in another way to say that you will weave aprons from the top in case you wear some armor (plate armor).

Partial armor is arguably a classic "bikini armor" of Faria for the summer heat, but it doesn't even look like a kind of derivative style of swimsuit apron.

- Come on... Faria, don't do it.

"gaze. Grek's gaze is different than usual"

"Hey, what do you say, Manew!?

Unexpectedly upset by the scratch of Manuferno, who was in the kitchen as well, he jumps the edge of the vegetables a little out of his mouth.

"Well... yesterday you told me something delicious... thank you"

Pugh, and Faria turned to the side as illuminated.

"Yesterday, ah! Ice cream?

"Grey's words... always change my world"

"Yes...... is it?

Ponytails on silver hair, slightly narrowed emerald eyes and their sides, I just turned my eyes silently.

I couldn't measure the meaning of Faria's words, but it was painfully telling to my heart that you really trusted me.

And Lentomia, who was sloppily stretched out, stuck my flank in the way she said she was hungry in the side seat.

"Grey, Faria is fine after all......?

After the ring communication, Lentomia ended up eating as many as two plates of salad nervously, and they were apparently the product of Faria's trial and error leading up to this serving.

Bring beautiful bob-style hair to your elf ears with your fingertips. But beautiful green gemstone-like eyes and little mouths are pointed at me in disgruntlement.

"I'm sorry, I thought you went from carnivorous to grassy..." You're the one who hastily notified me in the ring communication!

"What? Well, yeah."

Half an elf says funny.

"... it would have been nice if Lentomia had tried it and told you it was delicious, right?

I grabbed an elf ear and whispered in a whisper.

"Oh, no!

Lentomia swells her cheeks adorably and hits me on the shoulder, so I hit her back, too.

"Friendship. It's a stable flirt..."

Manuferno, who always looked more and more frightened, tears his glasses while cleaning up at the water field. "Hehe" has a strange laugh on his mouth.

"Eh heh. Thanks to Faria, I'm starving, Greg, and I'm gobbling in your room."

Stand up from your chair and pull my arm, Lentomia. I'm also concerned about the half-eyed manuferno gaze in the back of my glasses, but not the other way around.

"Hold on! I work... I mean, you can't stop a museum here at all times."

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"All right, new (new)/Land Turtle (Gran Turtle) - go!

I slowly increase the strength of the isolation junction and move the hall from a parking position to walking mode.

I usually leave it to Metius, but Metius is replenishing his magic.

The magic thread (MagiWire) is manipulated to fine-tune the magic in the superdrive (Supa accelerator) applied everywhere to speed up walking speed.

The solidification of the semi-circular ground that supports the Hall of Wisdom is supported by the Magic of Locking (Secure) and the Magic of Maintaining Form (Sonomama). This is separated by the spatial quarantine effect of the isolated junction, and the ground and the weight of the house, which is supposed to be 30 tons, are allowed to float in space at just about 100 kilograms, or almost float.

The hall gradually increases its speed and returns to its comfortable journey with a left-right view of the greenery of the forest trees.

"The destination is the port of Racia. Tomorrow at three o'clock at the wharf, they're handing over the package (...)."

I speak to Metius at rest in my chest pocket.

"Roger, sage Grecas. Then let's head further south to Racia!

It is unclear whether Mr. X himself, who modified the semi-ininsect and planned the raid on my building, or whether his men will show up, but if he goes to the corner of the tundra, he will have a lead on Slime Island.

- Regardless, it would be necessary to illuminate them with perceived agitation magic (Imagine Jammer)...

It could be a somewhat dangerous journey, but somewhat more "thrilling" than it has ever been.

"Uh, I'm tired..."

"Io, awesome sweat!

Iola was sitting on the lawn looking relieved looking at the view outside the moving hall, but her sister (Riola) grabbed her sweaty cheek and neck.

Iola turns around like she's tickled, but she wants to say, "Come take a shower."

"It was pretty hot in the woods at the end."

"Yeah, yeah, brother Gu, you're not sweating, but you're not working out enough, are you?

"Shut up."

Iola to tease Riola back. Two pretty brothers and sisters, but in my case, it's caused by the magic they used to run and the comfort of the new sage's robe's cooling effect. Iola's sweat would rather be normal.

And I could hear a noisier voice (...).

"Guts. Ooh! That shower, wait, Deyes!

"Colo!?

From across the garage emerged Princess Lana and Colo in slime integrated with the T-shirt. Though it feels like my shirt is pulling on a dangoose corolla wearing a "t-shirt with Princess Rana" to be exact.

- Mmm!? Voice (...)?

I'm confused.

"Iola! Don't stick around, Death wearing Me! Quickly! Des giving that fresh sweat!

"La, Princess Lana! Voice...... now you have a voice!?

"Yes, Dace! of Iola's juice that you were with me on a shopping trip in the city the other day...... Effects Death!

"You're lying!?

"Juice......"

Iola and Riola making their eyes black and white, but Princess Larna no longer has a language display in the string and instead speaks in the voice of a cute girl.

Whether it's salivation or body fluids, she's a betty smiling Princess Lana, but she's gone through yet another step of evolution.

The voice would be a very big weapon to distract the "favorite" Iola, although being Princess Flat Slime in a T-shirt is no different than before.

You don't seem to mind the annoying face you get pulled on.

"Echen. You can sing songs now, too, Death!

~ Of the forests of my homeland, the mountains, the sea as far as I can see and ~ warm flowing bodies ~ ♪

Princess Rana, who inadvertently began to sing, but it was a surprisingly clear singing voice.

Rather than a song, it's a strange song, like a reading of a poem, or an improvised poem.

~ Even if the world has changed ~ My heart is eternal ~ ♪

Iola and Riola, who were there, as well as Plum and Hemperoza, who flew in on something, are stunned and listen.

- Probably nothing that doesn't change, but I still want to keep feeling the same -.

The planar, pink princess kept singing as if she felt good about the joy of being able to speak up and the pleasant delivery.

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Dawn overnight, and the next day.

"Look, Plum, it's a sea of promises!

The Sage's Hall ran southeast at the same speed as the carriage, eventually through the woods to the sea breezy coastline.

"Ooh! It's the sea!

"Ooh! Glitter!

"The colors... beautiful!

"You're so bright in the eyes!

The bright waters of emerald green were endlessly spreading, distinctly different from the colours of the sea previously seen in the northern port of Popolato.

To the blue sky with no clouds, even the sea plains that go so far - -.

We've finally come to the summer sea.

Nevertheless, it's up to you to play until you serve your purpose. But Plum, Hemperoza, Iola, and Riola, they all see the sea.

"I want to play at sea just a little bit!

The great chorus boiled down, and I was forced to take a small pause on the nearby sandy beach.

Thereafter, the "Sage's Hall" continues along the streets where the street trees of the Cocomino coconut flourish to the left and right. Mixed with many other carriages, it travels south along the coastline for another half day.

We have finally arrived in Racia, the harbour town of Marino Serese.

Continued