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

The sea is calm as far as I can see, with northwesterly winds.

Will the time be around twelve o'clock at noon? Floating in the middle of the blue sea plains, the "Hall of Wise Men" continued northwards at higher speeds on the current.

The second day I left the ever-summer island of paradise where Slime and the semiinsects (Innosextians) lived...

The facades of the hall spent their own time immersed in the aftermath of their vacation on the island.

"New. New frontier pieces......! In time for the Methanostat Cultural Festival."

Manuferno said that and apparently started making new cartoon names.

I've been in my room since evening, and I hear weird voices playing one line from time to time. Anything, they abandon the "treacherous love and paranoia" style that modeled us like before and paint a refreshing youth love comedy.

"Eyeglasses. From now on, they're glasses x glasses..."

The "Writer Mode" manuferno, which shines round glasses at me with a strange grin, already seems to see characters from the world of works.

If this happens, it seems like it would be a good idea to let it go until you feel better.

In the sense that we are entering the world, so is the fairy Metius. I'm going to miss reading the cross-world adventure fantasy novel I was reading today! and remains diving into the book in the morning.

As much as I envy the way the fairies read uniquely, by now I should be traveling longer with witches and birdmen than Alberina in the story. If the work is not carefully indulged and chosen, it is likely to become more tiring than the everyday life of this world.

"I need to wash just my underwear, wrinkles stretch like this..."

"Mr. Rio, you're gonna learn!

Riola dries laundry (mainly underwear) with Spiano at the garden tip, but she still seems to be at first sight as the best senior when it comes to chores. I have chestnut hair all wrapped up in one, and thin noodles and neck muscles dazzle me...

"... Brother Gu, don't look at me"

"Huh!? Oh, oh... oh"

Riola threatens me with a cold gaze. Beh, I wasn't looking at cancer, but what a cane sharp. Probably a physique that feels your gaze on your skin.

"When you dry something delicate, you should cover the outside like this with a t-shirt or a towel and blindfold it"

"I see. S...!

- What are you talking about underwear...

Can I be relieved or sorry, either way I seem to be a lousy brother (...) to be alerted to.

Faria waves her axe unconsciously in an attempt to rebuild her "dull body" at the garden tip beside it.

On the other hand, Iola and Lu are interested in fishing, sitting on the edge of the garden.

"Awkward, why can't you catch it?

"Hmm? Mr. Lu is out hunting aura for cats... or something?

"!? Is that right?

Iola and Lu in a relationship like a concerned friend, but they just caught a few small fish in the morning. But it has been taken by seabirds from the fishing side.

Speaking of which, I don't see Princess Lana, who's supposed to be in Iola's chest.

When I asked Iola, I would have liked if Princess Rana had nominated Lentomia to go to the lab.

They talked about the whole thing, about the ultimate evolution, but they didn't even know what it was about in Iola and Lu.

Honestly, I only have a bad feeling...

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As the land approached, white seabirds began to appear over the hall.

She looks so cute to be able to rest her feathers when she comes down to the roof or garden tip. I think that number has increased with each passing hour.

"Mr. Seabird, you've come to visit a lot."

"On the way across, I think I'll find this place and take a feather break or something"

"Really? Take your time."

By the plum looking up at the sky with red hair in the sea breeze, I'm roughly dressed as a "sage" with a collared shirt and feathers and sandals on half pants underneath, but no one is watching me, and the summer vacation is ongoing.

Plum sways the soot of a white piece in the wind and tries to get softly close to the bird who stepped down to the garden tip, but visitors with white wings quickly escape. Even with unmatched communication skills, wild birds seem difficult on boulders.

"They don't play me -..."

"Ha, maybe if Plum gets' heartless' and can be a bird he can play"

"Really?"

Plum drops his shoulders snugly, but I'm sure Plum would make friends.

The "New (New) Sea Turtle (Marino Turtle)", which continues northwards through the territorial waters of Marino Serese, continued to sail smoothly.

The sky is clear, but far behind the 200 km Merte was born a storm, or typhoon, that signalled the fall's arrival.

How do you know that, because I peek into the observation logs of the weather at the Marino Weather Observatory, which is dotted all over Marino Serese in the South (Gogol).

"Keep riding the current, let's go for the port town in Metanostadt territory"

Here's what I thought when I said that.

If you land in Marino Serese territory and head north by land, you will be hit by a storm and eat a stop on land. If we are sensed of a peculiar and powerful magical existence called the "Hall of Wise Men" when it comes to friendly countries, we run an increased risk of getting caught up in every trouble.

Rather than that, it would be less dangerous to increase the speed of the ride on the northerly currents and land in Metanostadt territory in the form of a storm-shaking out at once. That's what it is.

If the storm gets worse, unlike a normal ship, the New Sea Turtle (Marino Turtle) can be landed even if it is not a port. All you have to do is expand your limbs and walk to land.

What we are aiming for is Sellstadt, the port town closest to the Wang capital, within Metanostadt territory.

From here you can reach the port in another half day or so, and from there you can take the shortest course to reach the Wang capital Metanostadt by road for a day or so.

"Plum, if so, have you finished your homework for the school building?

"Yes it is -! Hempero and Sister Rio taught me every day, and yesterday I finished both arithmetic and Mandarin. Yikes!

"Right, great!

As he stroked his head pounding, Pram happily sparkled his scarlet eyes.

I usually have a lot of stupid things to say and do, and when it comes to play, I'm a full-fledged disease plum, but I can't do it and I don't like it. This is how I seem to hang in there with the tricks when it comes to studying.

Speaking of which, the other thing I'm as worried about as Pram is Iola when it comes to homework.

"I'm not motivated until I'm critical..."

He's a twin brother who was so cheeky, for example, but seems to have been doing his homework until late in the evening with Riola, and he's enjoying fishing and stuff with his spare face early this morning.

In contrast to his brother (Iola), Riola seemed to have almost finished before he could make it to Paradise Island. At the end of the day, the struggle is sneaked with something like being solving homework problems twice.

I thought Hemperoza was doing her homework as well as Riola.

"Hey, that thing is a little bit!

And I was making exhaustive room, and I ended up doing very little. Yesterday I was half-eyed in tears and in the wings of cleaning up my homework with Iola.

Iola and Hempero are both, but the truth is, the plum that does the trick, little by little, may be steadily progressing, even in tortoise-like steps.

If the fall school building starts, there seems to be a test and a class division, but can we be in the same class as Hempero again in the school building?

"To the wise, to the pram! Picture! Picture yet!?

Hemperoza popped up in a hurry with Dotadota. Surely "Summer Homework" should have been a composition or a painting or something like that.

"Ooh? Hempero, you haven't drawn it yet -?

"Naturally! I thought I could paint a little!

"Hemperoza, you can even paint a view of the sea."

"Even a genius washi can't paint!

The sketchbook, which he broadened and showed me, depicted a mysterious magical formation of prints.

I have two legs growing...

"This is... what?

"A little painting for a wise man using magic?

"Ugh... huh?

It just looks like a pretty avant-garde shape that a bit of a constant wouldn't understand. If it's a painting, it sounds like a good idea to ask Manuferno, but he looks busy right now, and will you deal with him?

"What did you paint on the pram?

Hemperoza also seems to be concerned about Plum's painting. Plum told me to wait and enter the hall.

I'll run right back and try to spread the sketchbook.

"Nah!?

"To!?

Me and Hemperoza were surprised, and breathed.

There was an amazingly vivid, colored pencil painting.

Using the entire sketchbook without a scratch to me, Plum, Hemperoza, the kind looking manuferno with Riola, the cool Iola, the friendly line of Lulu and Spiano, the brave Faria with the cute Lentomia, and the poor Metius, the wine barrels that look fun -.

Some ergonotes have swords that thunder properly.

"Ko, this is... wow!

"Wow! Good job, Plum!

"Eh heh, every day, I painted you a little bit."

Plum hits Hemperoza on the shoulder looking illuminated.

I was honestly surprised. I'm an amateur when it comes to painting, but I know if I'm good or bad because I watched Manuferno's peer magazine.

This painting isn't good, it's amazing. Anyway, I paint the world as it is from Plum, full of sincerity and kindness.

What was depicted there were all sorts of people that Pram had come across.

Mr. Cecily in the village, his aunts, his friends in the dragon man, Anemi and his brother, and the buffalo beasts who met him in the desert country, Tsukinami Elgus and Tsukunei, Cogmar, and what a southerly king in Alberina -.

That's not all.

Colo, Quackinta and Goloriane, who were with us until yesterday, are also smiling and holding hands.

And, Chuta, even more than I know, Pram's friends, secret residents of the hall, slime in a maid, Mr. Hole Bear.

It cannot be drawn side-by-side, and a row is stretched that folds back and joins hands with the second and third steps. That doesn't just fit. The painting goes on to the next piece of paper.

The way they were all holding hands was elaborate and captured the characteristics of each individual.

"Well... everyone I've met is a friend of Plum's."

"Yes it is -!

With a zero smile, Pram rushed into the hall with Hemperoza as he held the sketchbook as if it mattered.

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