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

After breakfast, tactical information displays (tactics) began to sound alarms as each of them was starting to show up.

A translucent painted "window" emerges in the space. It was originally my own magic for information management, but I was dressed to look like everyone in the living room because it was deployed in visible mode.

"Mm...? This is emergency communication...... it's from 'Blurb'!

A warning noise sounds, but this informs us of an anomaly from the wine barrel golem 'Blurb' that was causing Bearthus' freighter to disguise itself as infiltrating.

"Greg, is something wrong?

"Sage Grecas, what the hell happened?

Lentomia and Metius seem to have felt an anomaly, too, and they're stuffing up to me.

"Apparently, he found out. Someone is beating me up......!

"Um, I guess I just went to their Azito and found out"

"Probably."

I unsealed the magic blockade of "Blurb", inspired the video relay (Real Live), and switched to send audio and video directly around "Blurb".

It's almost in the middle of the island that there's a reaction. It would be the home of the enemy, even from the place. If so, there is no reason why you are disguising yourself as a "spider's half insect (Innosextian)".

And through tactical intelligence displays (tactics) jumped into my eyes were two rainbow shining cobwebs Phantoms.

- What no...!?

But for a moment, I doubted my eyes.

A flashy jade insect (Innosextian) who would only be in the South was equipped with a round small shield made of wood and a rusty dagger (short sword).

Normally, semiinsects (Innosexians) do not use weapons or tools. Because their own fangs and nails are weapons, and their hard outer skin is armor.

"Well, you have a weapon!

"I was brain modified with the black slime in the example! So that we can use weapons and protective equipment…"

"I'm going to build a submissive and complete army... I don't know. Hmm? I wonder where you're going to fight."

Lentomia is narrowing her jade eyes and observing her opponent in a swallowing manner.

The Phantom of the Coganese has limbs slightly smaller in height than a human adult, and his whole body is covered in a hard outer shell with a metallic gloss.

It's another kind of beetle (...) from the beetle we encountered in the woods on our way here.

The two cobwebs have beaten the 'blurb' body over and over again with an old sword screaming something, but every time a noise runs into the video. It is not easily destroyed by morphological maintenance magic (sonomama), but it is dangerous if prolonged.

"...... ma, wait Zance!

That's when the shadow moved loosely beyond the shaky sight of "Bulbull". It was a man with a big body - ex-Canluen Four Heavenly Kings, Beartus. Has the big man been beaten up or has a distressed look on his face?

Looking around, it looks like he's in a room made of stacked white calcareous stones. Probably an ancient ruin that it's in the middle of the island that Princess Rana taught me.

'No... please wait, Zance, Dear Unjohn (...)! To me too... this... I didn't know the barrel was turning into a mold, Zance!

"This... useless!

A low, wrinkly voice echoed across the floor, like a noise from the bottom of the earth.

I lost my words to someone who sounded a hard footstep and emerged from beyond the darkness.

Black, precipitated eyes, distorted mouth, hair stretched to bosom by an inertial mustache - it was once a man far from the idol wizard of neighboring countries, Anjorn of the Four Heavens of Cancun.

From the edge of the black-eyed, black-eyed without white eyes, there is a black tear muscle like coltard, and the same "black muscle" flows sloppily from the mouth.

There is no longer a shadow of the former "Golden Magic Swordsman" on a man mounted in madness.

Only the hard-bearing magical sword, the Golden (Kinetic) Dawn (Holresort), sparked a sharp glow by the unusual metallic texture.

"This is the guy... Um, is he Unjohn?

Faria groaned as she looked up at the magical window.

I feel the same way, but Manuferno and Lentomia are surprised by this man's behavior of transformation, and he doesn't seem to have words.

Above all, it was the outer shell of an insect human, thought to be a blackening armor all over his body. The hands and feet are attached to the body, chest, and all parts of the body, of course. Anjorn wears the outer shell of a semiinsect (Innosextian) as if it were armor.

"Ku, it's crazy......!

"Ki, creepy!

Lu and Spiano tell him to throw up. I don't usually curse, Lu, but I was wary of the way the boulder made me understand it.

From the "armor" gap, which remains the outer skin of the insect covering the entire body, black adhesive tar flows to the floor.

"Eh, Sage...... Sage Grecas! That's him... that's the guy. I don't know, Zance......!

"Oh, I know, Beartus. There's a human being like this... something else!

Anjorn opened his mouth full of tears, scowling at the guillotine and 'blurb' with only his zoggy black eyes. I guess you feel like I'm here.

But - weird.

Anjorn should have been completely unwieldy by virtue of my True Name Sacred Mark (Core Stigma) Destruction Ceremony (Breaker).

I need the protection of God and the Spirit to exercise my magical powers, but I destroyed the very symbol of the covenant and sealed the exercise of magic.

Either way. Anjorn gained so much magic from somewhere that he ordered the black slime to follow his will with magic.

"... Plum, if you don't like your scary uncle, you can stay here. Both Hempero and Riola......"

I wondered if Plum, Hemperoza, and Riola would also be frightened by the way they looked at their so horrible enemies, and there was no way they looked over the living room but were afraid of being alone.

Rather, disgust and pity, such air dominated.

"P, the pram...! If you're with Greg, I'm not scared, so sooo!

"hey... hey! Makes me a magical rust!

Hemperoza also tells her temperament as she shudders her guts and knees when Plum screams with her eyes closed all the time in Operation "Scary Things Are Out of Sight".

"Plum, Hempero. It's okay. I'll punish you."

"Ohh......! You're taking Colo's island back from this bad guy!

"I don't think so!

I stroked my eyes and my head.

"Rio......!

"I'm fine. Brother Gu, no... everyone and Io are here."

It was Riola with a confusing color only for a moment, but she looked alternately at Iola and my face, and nodded.

"That's right. Retrieve this paradise from such a crazy fool. That's why I'm here! Wow, I... I hate bugs. Again, that... as long as there's Greg's magic... you can't lose!

Faria builds momentum on ergonote tension. I know I don't like bugs, but my "promise" to do something about it still stands.

"Faria, it's okay. Because I'll magically protect you."

"Gre......!

Faria's eyes are filled with energy. A confident and tight face is such a confident expression that no enemy is frightened to come, fearless, and will never pull a step.

"Gre......, you've kind of had a lot of friendship with Faria lately, haven't you?

"No!? You know, I didn't mean anything like that, did I?

Lentomia jumped and clung to her arm and rocked, and Manuferno was just swelling her cheeks a little. I know you don't like my friendship with Lentomia diminishing, but there's also a lot of misunderstanding in the first place.

Nevertheless, there is no way that Lentomia and Manuferno care about their horrible enemies in the first place, which is, by the way, my pace.

And, beyond the window that floated in the air, Bearthus was trying to escape.

"Unjohn! No more, no more, no more! Sage (...) will be here soon with his people, Zance!... Already... '

Bearthus groans with his big body round the floor like a child. Obviously I could see how he couldn't keep up with Anjorn's anomaly.

If Beartus hadn't called me Unjohn, I wouldn't have been sure it was the same person. Unjohn had changed by then.

"Ok aah......"

"A, Unjohn...... Zance?

The swordsman, dressed in black armor (...), reached out and raised his petals to the face of the seated Beartus. Beartus screams and opens his eyes, but he can't move. He looks up at the Black Mad Warrior with the face of incredibility.

'Stupid you can't use it either,... this, wonderful... into one clean world..., turn it into a part of me aah...!

Kaha! And out of the mouth of Anjon the likes of drool and black tar poured forth.

"Higgy Yikes!? No, Azansoo! '

- Go, Blurb!

The moment Beartus screamed pitifully, I manipulated the 'blurb' to make a run for it.

My wine barrel golem, which moved violently, blew the two kogane Phantoms away with ease and fed Anjorn a straight side to side hit.

The black mad swordsman who was stuck by accident was blown away as it was.

"...... haha!?

Unjohn gets slammed hard against the wall, bitches! and a damp unpleasant sound sounded. There is black juice scattered on one side of the stone wall.

"- Now it's a deserted island, Admiral. (...) Attention?

My sarcastic voice echoed across the other side.

"Sage......!

"G., GUREKAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Beartus rounded his eyes with a complicated face, and Anjorn, slapped against the wall, shaped his grin with an expression that was not a person in the same position.

"Oh, yeah.... Long time no see. Unjohn."

Continued