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

My leg aches and the effects of the sleep-inducing magic (SYASLEEP) that I used to treat them made me look awkward.

Or maybe in the shock of seeing Manuferno's bold purple swimsuit, he forgot something important to remember.

- Ergonote! Blurb! Besides... where are Bearthus and Unjohn?

The blurb remains missing after the escape of the ruins, and Ergonote hasn't shown up in the end without contacting me as soon as I told him to fly (...) why he's here (...).

Besides, what happened to Anjorn tied up with Hemperoza's spreading magic (Shrub Garden) after that?

But...

Take a breath and calm down, and everyone will have fun playing at the waves, and the danger will definitely have left completely.

I wonder what happened in the two hours I slept?

I thought I'd ask Metius, but I'm in the middle of getting everyone with Riola.

"Manu, what happened to the enemy...... ANJONE!?

Manuferno was sitting in the shade with Iola, cutting the fruit the Colo's carried to make it easier to eat.

Iola's face, who is sitting beside her and helping, is red. Is the bold sister's precious swimsuit highly irritating to boulders, or even peeling the fruit skin at hand with a knife while sitting properly?

"Transfer. I gave it to the big chobi beard guy."

"Huh!? Unjohn...?

"Sheikang (yeah). Faria was busting me out of the woods feeling like I was making fun of my life... You were kind of desperate to apologize, weren't you? He was about to turn himself in to Marino Serese..."

Somehow the situation comes to my attention. To Anjorn's runoff (...), Bearthus was such a wind that he couldn't keep up anymore.

"You let Bearthus escape... by boat"

I'm sure I wanted to ask you one or two things, but Faria's decision to let them go isn't a mistake either.

Now that you've broken the ambitions of Anjorn and the treasure sword (...), all they have left is a worn out body. It is clear that nothing more can be done.

Besides, if we leave it on the island any longer, the half insects (Innosextians) could turn their anger spearheads this time.

"White letter. Anything with the power of the" Golden Sword ", he escaped from the prison of Canreune, so he fled to Marino Serese and took the ship at the harbor. But he said he didn't know why Anjorn was going for this island. But Chobi had a mustache that she wanted to end."

Manuferno gave me a careful explanation, as if trying to remember the conversation faithfully.

Apparently speaking of Manuferno, he stole the ship and carriage by stealing the power of the Golden Sword - charm. I definitely suspected Marinocerese was pulling the thread behind it... No, there's a chance I might have "let you steal" it, but it's not out of my imagination. Perhaps the ruins of this island, it has something to do with the Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia).

Maybe something else was hidden, just like the treasure trove that it was at the bottom of the Neo Islavia Fountain. Something that could change the world.

Isn't the black slime a curse that made it a price (...) for unsealing it?

Iola also opened her mouth like she remembered something when she was listening to Manuferno.

"Speaking of which, that bearded Osama, the Wine Barrel, saved me."

"... right"

In retrospect, Beartus may not have had any hostility towards me from the beginning. Isn't it true that Unjohn was just forcing us to act together?

I hope Marinoserese treats them generously, who are the culprits...

"And then I was with the wine barrel all the way down the road, but he said he lost it while he was running away"

"Right...... ok. Thanks."

I enjoyed the emotions that arose all the time. Is the blurb still wandering in the woods? I'd like to go look for it right now...

Manuferno invited me in the way of "over here".

"Rest. First of all, I'm sick, so sit down, Greg."

I sat down next to him as I was told. If you look to the side, you can't go unconscious with a slightly closer view of the valley of Manuferno's chest. If I look any further, I'm going to feel a little bad too.

Looking at the other side of the manu thinking about it,... Iola and I met each other.

The chestnut-haired boy hastily returns his gaze to the palm fruit at hand.

Sister (Riola) A healthy young man, even though he would be a brother to a bunch of lovers. It's not natural to see a chill if such a breast is directly beside you under the blue sky of the South.

By the way, I'm looking forward to seeing Faria's breasts. Because this is just how Iola and I meet each other from the other side.

Iola is at best drilling a hole in the coconut fruit of the coconut. Looks like they're trying to get everyone together to drink.

"It's open!

Iola grinned on her tanned face. In that chest a lovely pink princess is moving desperately to eat fruit with a full face of appetite.

"Drink up, you're thirsty.

"Juice, fruit is juice delicious Death!?

"Oh, thank you."

"Moisture. Drink it."

"Yeah."

Receive coconut coconuts from Iola like a relay from Manu to me. In the upper hole was the stem of a plant of the family Ineidae inserted as a straw.

When I drank the cucumber, the minerals and sweetness that stained my whole body were delicious.

Just taking a breather, I'll expand the tactical information display (tactics).

"Blurb" had instructed the embedded autonomous drive formula (apict) to return to the shore of the landing point, so if it was alive, it should come...

"!? No way"

The blurb landed on the same ship as Bearthus, which means it entered the dock just opposite the island. If so, isn't the 'blurb' going back to the harbor on the other side and urrowing without even being destined to go?

I've done something cute. He should have damaged his body when he escaped the ruins, and I hope he's not down somewhere...

Whether I was there or standing, I couldn't stay and stood up. However, a sudden "blurb" reaction appeared to the autonomous drive formula (Aprict).

"Blurb!?

That was from the woods behind it. Looks like it's overlapping with multiple green dots, or semiinsects (Innosexians). The sesame grass grown in the woods behind me shakes with gutter.

It was Colo and his best friend, the Golden Quack Phantom, who showed up. And 'blurb' is with me.

"Colo! Colo! Colo! '(* I've found it!

"Qua, guttan! gutter? '(* hey sage! Here. Is that you?

"Bluhhhhhhhhhh..."

I express my heartfelt gratitude for the words of Quaquinta and Colo, briefly displayed with the magic of translation (Yakutus) for the original language.

"You found me!? Thanks both of you! Good......" Blurb ""

"Burl......"

The joints are loose and rattling, and the wine barrel looks painful with several broken spots. Still, the blurb fought through my orders faithfully. I caress the barrel unintentionally for the smell of love.

"Okay! 'Blurb' is on vacation too! Play whatever you want."

I opened the lid of the wine barrel at the order ceremony. One barrel of drizzled blue and green mixed mucus life form (slime) poured out as soon as possible. The empty wine barrel collapsed on the spot with Dosun.

"Wow! There's something in there!

"Contents. You're out, so much..."

The contents of the blurb (...) turn out to be a fairly large individual compared to Princess Larna and the slimes that are rolling around her.

"You! Rare Face Death!? Tomodachi, be friends Death!

The blurb responded to the words of Larna, princess of the Slime tribe, shaking her body.

I'm still surprised Princess Slime's words still make sense.

Iola and Manu round their eyes at the sight, but Princess Rana is overjoyed by the sudden appearance of "foreign slime".

The blurb crawls around the sand with Mozomozo and into the woods. Nearby, similar slimes like red, yellow, and green are eating bait.

"Don't you run away or something?

"A magic order will get you right back. Let's set him free."

"Vacation. This is a resort for everyone."

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"Yeah! This is delicious! Not meat, but good?

"It's sweet -!

"I've never eaten anything like this before!

Pram on Faria, Hemperoza, looks at each other as she wets around her mouth with fruit juice. It's a fruit that the semiinsects (Innosexians) have collected for us, so we can rest and replace it with lunch.

The afternoon sun is still hot, so I'm eating in the shade of a palm tree, but the sea breeze is cool and very comfortable.

Everyone is sitting in the car seat, stuffed with fruit. In coconut palm juice, papaya-style fruit, mango-like fruit, little fruit like lychee.

They come in a variety of colors and shapes, but they're all ripe, really sweet, and just something I've never eaten.

Faria is the food the bugs brought and so on! Get the meat out! And I thought I'd be angry, and that didn't happen. Has something changed in Faria?

"Da, it doesn't make any difference that I can't, but I'm fine with the shell being stiff thanks to Grey. I just... I can't do that."

In the direction indicated by the silver-haired warrior with his jaw, there was a moth (ga) semiinsectician (Innosextian) who hatched from the cocoon and danced happily in the sky. He flies around the sky with bassa bassa and psychedelic feathers, and when he hits a palm tree, he still scatters poisonous scaly powder.

Apparently, you can't have hair all over your body and poison.

"Mr. Faria, I think we all feel the same way about that"

"Yeah, it's murky that I have hair too..."

My brothers and sisters with the same hair look at each other and smile bitterly. What the two of them are eating is like dragon fruit with togettes on the outside and white contents.

"If you go into my ten merte radius, it's war! You want to shoot me?"

Lentomia, the half-elf, is a forest folk, but Ga doesn't seem to like it after all. Besides, he keeps saying, "My hand hurts," and he's willing to pull my sympathy.

"Well, well, guys. Many things have happened, but even the semi-ininsects (Innosexuals) are people who live in the same world. Hair or feather or mucus... but now that the Demon King is gone, we can get along."

Kolo, a friend and knight of Princess Rana, was doing something like a wellside meeting over there with the quakintas, bats and half an insect (Innosextians) in Canabun.

Perhaps we are debating this terrible incident on this island and the battle and liberation, the peace that we have finally visited.

At its feet, "Full" and "Blurb" during liberation and vacation (...) were playing mixed with other slimes.

Demon King's War is over for three years. I guess the world is returning to what it is.

Diverse races, creatures and the world in which they symbiote.

A chaotic and lively world, not pure.

Even those who once marked "A Clear World" cannot change the presence of this world already.

You can't let me change it.

"Sage Grecas! It's boulder. I think so too. You could have grown feathers!? Yep!"

Metius clenches his fists in both hands and theorizes forcefully. Princess, even Ga seems to want to defend himself with a feather (...) connection.

"- Awkward man, the words of Lord Grey, they sound on your chest."

Lu stood the cat ear across the street and nodded smudgingly.

"Lu cats have hair, too, on their tails"

"Behold, that's the same for a spi dog, isn't it? It grows all the way around my waist..."

"Shit, silly!

Everyone's gaze gathered in unison at Lulu and Spiano poking at each other.

- You saw it...

That's the face.

"It's a trick that..."

"Buh! Stupid cat! It's not an explanation."

"Nyah!"

Bright red in the face, Spiano pounding his cat-eared boyfriend.

I don't know what to say, I don't know how to get stuck. Half-eyed and faceless, I cheeked on the juicy, ripe fruit.

Turn your gaze and you'll have a wide blue sky, a beautiful sea everywhere... Just looking at this, and you'll probably feel it. In fact, there was a lot going on here, but now I feel washed away by the sea.

"Mr. Lu Cat and Sister Spi. You're close. Looks like Pram and Grey."

"P, plum, we're friends in different directions, aren't we? Huh?"

"Really?

Tilt your little neck, and I'll take a tan next to the mouth of the plum that blinks your scarlet eyes. Tohoho, I don't think this was such a hassle, but I'm a complete guardian now.

"The disciple and the master are also close... are you already good?

"Uh, yes, yes."

There is also a black spring on Hemperoza's cheek that I deliberately removed and attached to it.

From the cheeks of the puffy, I picked the spring with my fingers. At that time,

"Grecas......, sage Grecas! It's me, Ergonote. Ki..., can you hear me?

I heard voices. That was magical communication from the crystal sphere.

Continued