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

A room in an inn where perfumed oil lamps create a soft shade. I was held by a window, looking down the back streets of the city, slowly regaining my composure.

Lights lit up the streets cast a shadow at the feet of people about to go cobblestone alleys.

The Metanostadt Grand Cultural Festival, which lasted two days, will be over, and tomorrow we will begin our daily routine of living to the fullest with each adventure to study at work.

I closed the wood-framed window when I noticed the cold autumn night breeze blowing in.

Because Plum and Hemperoza are asleep in the room.

"Guru, me, Riola and I want to go check on the village. And I want to find my father and mother... if I can."

"The two of us...?

I glanced back out the window into Iola's voice.

Iola and Riola sat on the side bet. Riola sits on the edge of her sleeping table (bed) and Iola is seated properly.

The Inn is the same three-man room as yesterday, but my twin brothers are here to talk to me, Pram and Hempero.

Princess Rana said that Lentomia wanted to "try some of the latest research results!" and took him away.

The Wizard of the Half Elf, who was caged in the Royal Library one day today, seems to be taking Princess Rana's humanization seriously. Behind that feeling seemed to be an exploration of "I want to make man-made people just like Grecas".

"A few days...... can I have a rest?

"Please"

Riola and Iola quietly bow their heads.

I sighed unexpectedly.

A flame of a narrowed perfumed oil lamp of light illuminates the sides of the two with yellow, pale light.

More than a year had passed since I first met the two of them, my brother was so fierce, and my sister was so beautiful.

In the two remaining beds, Plum and Hemperoza sleep with Supi Supi.

We're whispering so we don't wake you up.

"No."

"Oh no...!

"Guru"

Iola and Riola float their chestnut eyes, a sad colour.

I wanted to be a little mean and see the troubled faces of my brother (...) and sister (...), but it seemed too much done properly.

"Ha, sorry. Was it a bad way of saying it? I'm coming with you. Our house... in The Sage's Hall."

I smiled and showed him.

"No more! Brother Gu, no more!"

"Are you coming with me!?

"It's obvious. We can't just let you two walk from the north street to Tibalagi."

"Glad, thank you"

"Good...... I was a little nervous, to be honest."

I honestly rejoice and smile at each other almost at the same time. This is the cutest part about the two of us.

The road to the village of Tibalagi is roughly a four-day journey towards the small inn town of Apahorte in the north on a passenger carriage, from where you can rent a horse or find another passenger carriage and further north towards the village of Tibalagi.

There are demons such as the Blue Ghost Clan (Blue Orga) lurking in the woods that darken the shadows as we head north. Dark fluctuations disappear when the Demon King is overthrown, and even though demons do not strike humans indiscriminately, they are undeserved demons that make human daughters and boys their daughter-in-laws. I've run into bandits before, and I don't know what's gonna happen. It's a somewhat dangerous street.

- Well, with the sword of Iola and the iron fist (knuckle) of the flame of Riola (brass), I don't think there's anything scary about it...

I was thinking back to what happened during the day.

During the day today, the encounter with Lancarte Haas, a boy who said he was from the village of Tibalagi, seemed to have brought an unexpected gospel to both of us.

It turns out that the village of Tibalagi is being rebuilt.

Lancarte Haas and I still didn't know each other. His school building is the main school in the middle of the village, from which Iola and Riola would have liked to have gone further north to "branch school".

It is true that they were attacked and devastated, but nevertheless the few surviving villagers said they had also built houses, plowed fields and started their lives again.

And he accepted the other villagers who had lost their way as new residents, and he also heard that they were regenerating the village again.

The home of Iola and Riola, it was a small settlement surrounded by a quiet forest, where the two said they lived quietly and enjoyably with their parents and people from areas with similar families.

"Iola, Riola. After your village was attacked... did you see your parents' remains (...)?

It may be a hard story, but I ask you straight in.

The twins' brothers and sisters quietly descended on their necks at the same time.

- You haven't seen the remains, have you?

"Can you give me a little more detail?

I even asked as I chose to speak. That's all I've heard of the two parents losing their lives in a village defense battle amid the chaos of the Demon King match.

Even though Riola's mother was such a senior cockatri slider that when she was younger, she said she was shaking demons and bandits when she ran around blasting.

"... on the day of the fuss that a bunch of demons had pushed over, my father instructed me and Riola to hide in the storeroom under the house."

- - The roar of an awesome monster, the screaming, the sound of breaking, the sound of something crushing, the sound of dragging something wet...

Riola takes over Iola's words.

"On the morning of the third day when it was finally quiet......, me and Io went out and searched for my mother and father. The whole village was vandalized... and the house was half broken, and there were corpses everywhere..."

"... it was terrible. It was a quiet village in the woods... and a small north school. It was burning down there, too, and the" fort of defense "that my dads were building outside the village was completely destroyed.... where Kochy, the petrified chicken (cockatris) that my mother always rode around, was dead. No matter how much you look, there's no one left."

Iola distorted her face there in regret, clogging her words.

It would be natural to assume that the parents who fought to protect the fort, unfortunately, did their best. Because if you're alive, you should come back to the kids first.

"Enough... Iola, Riola.

When I stood up, I stretched out my hips and reached out to the two people who looked away from my sinking gaze.

"Let's go! Let's find your parents and mourn them."

- At least, even one piece of the carcass.

"" - Yes! "

The twin brothers and sisters smiled joyfully, and lay their warm hands on my outstretched hands.

Next trip to the north......?

I didn't expect it to get colder in the winter. I miss Paradise Island in the South.

We'll be heading north while we study the magic of Princess Rana's humanization. Plus the promise of an "investigation" I had with the First Princess of Metanostadt...... no. There is also a covenant (...). The future of conceiving an ominous hunch, taking away its dark clouds, is my role in living in this world as a wise man.

If it's to protect your smile or happiness, it doesn't matter if it hurts or gets dirty, but I don't care.

I'm a little surprised that I think I'm not going to suffer.

"Gu..."

I put a blanket on the plum that kicked the blanket in the big letters, and I put on Hemperoza's cheek, which rested quietly and easily and calmly.

"Tell the wise man how to hold the fork, tell me............"

He had a hard time eating at a fancy restaurant where he was unfamiliar with dinner. I didn't feel like I ate anymore in the care of these guys. There was no such thing as the delicious sandwich in the stall that Manuferno snuck up on me later.

"The journey will be fun for everyone, and besides... what can I do to stop by Verse Cline's Hot Springs on the way home?

Chacha Ufu's Hot Springs Trip. A bee doesn't fit even if it has another bright purpose.

"Ooh! I want to go!"

"Yes! I want to go!

After stroking the two chestnut hair with a bright grin, I was beginning to think about planning a new journey, even as I looked back at the cultural festival that I enjoyed.

Chapter 12.