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

A week passed since the Metanostadt Great Cultural Festival.

Before you head to the village of Tibalagi on your journey to find the parents of the Iolas, start with a winter support. So everyone was in agreement.

Sage's Hall is convenient and comfortable to get around, but if you're going, food, fireplace fuel, and winter blankets still need clothing and preparation.

Neither Iola nor Riola were in a hurry for the journey itself, but seemed to agree comfortably with the preparations if they could go someday.

And one afternoon like that.

Metius, looking out by the window, looked up at heaven in a hazy manner. I was reading a book in the upstairs study, and I got up to the fairy's call.

"Sage Grecas, this is Winged Dragon!

"Ho? Which"

The colours outside, visible through the windows, are monotonous, the colours of the grasslands that have withered into the drooling gray clouds, the ground of the borrowed wheat fields, and all that has sunk.

But Methius' bright golden hair reminds him of the fruit of bright wheat, and his eyes associate a nostalgic summer blue sky.

When I open the study window with that in mind, the cold air outside blows in and I accidentally shrink.

"This is the sage hall, how can I help you?"

Bastard and Winged Dragon (Wyburn) stepped down and gave me the letter they had been waiting for.

Gray-green body with bat-like feathers and lizard-like scales, wow! And when it rings, Metius screams, "Come on," and runs into my back.

"I, the Winged Dragon (Wyburn), am crude and I hate it. Owls are adorable."

Puff, and the fairy swelled her cheeks.

"Ha. Because dragons can fly long distances, it's convenient. But who is it from?

When I took the dried meat from the plate on the table instead of the cost, and offered it to the dragon, I put it in my mouth and flew away somewhere.

Owls and birds that can listen to the details and carry letters are intended for densely populated downtown and close range, and large cluttered but physically fit pterosaurs (Wyburn) are generally intended for long distances and applications.

The fact that they have released the Winged Dragon is probably a letter from a fairly distant place.

"Which letter is it from?

"This... is addressed to Plum"

The wishful magic - a kind of blessing (fest) - is hung so that the letter is not torn or lost. It's magic in an old, non-human language.

Turn it over, it said the sender.

Dragung Shire, Lüxenda Annemie Fleura

Dragung Shire, Elder

"Oh! Anemi to Plum. And the elders."

"Elder? Anemie. What?"

Ask my words how Metius went intrigued.

"Yeah, of all the dragon men (draguns) who used to travel to cure Plum's illness. Annemie's a friend of Plum's who met there."

"Well!? Legendary Race...... Do you know the village of Dragon Man (Draguns)!? I can't believe it... I've called it before in a fairy tale, but it's real, isn't it?

"Oh, I have some pretty hard memories to go to."

The journey to find a cure for Pram was a year ago. Fighting the Four Heavens King, that one was pretty painful.

"It's amazing, Grecas the boulder sage! Of that red-haired kid we met in Israel before... home, right?

"I guess so."

A red-haired child is a dragon warrior, Hin Yarishawa. It is vividly memorable that Ergonote and I had a naked wrestling confrontation.

But Metius has never been to the dragon men's lair.

"Let's give the letter to Pram. Tibalagi in the north, and Hot Springs, then it's not too bad to go inside the Dragon Man."

Before winter came, we decided where we were headed.

We're heading to the village of Tibalagi to find Iola and Riola's parents. I would go believing in the miracle of being alive, but unfortunately it would be quite unlikely.

Returning to Hot Springs for distractions is the journey that begins the day after tomorrow.

Plus if you mix up your itinerary into the dragon man, you won't have to go north again and again.

Most importantly, Pram wanted to meet Anemi and the dragon men. I want to thank you and I have some excess blood.

It was summer when I wanted to go, and it turned into a desert trip, and this is a good opportunity. If you were to manuferno about this kind of flow, you would say, "Guidance of the Spirit."

- Well, it'll be a long journey, but it's a good idea.

I looked out.

I saw a carriage coming this way from afar. Even if it's a carriage, it's a magical carriage with two wine barrel golems.

"You're all back!

"Okay, I think I can help you carry firewood"

I weaved an old coat for stand-up work.

Iola, Riola, and Lentomia, who can maneuver the carriage, were at the center of the village of Finovocci. Buy more "burning trees" in preparation for winter, followed by a little food and a sweet snack.

Firewood is used in the fireplace and also for boiling baths. The north wall of the house is loaded with firewood, but if you don't buy it in for the winter, it's going to be a big deal along the way.

Of course, you can pick it up in the woods on your journey, but it's very hard.

Besides...

- More residents shouldn't chill their bodies.

"Suppi! That's what the awkward do!

"From Yi! Ola, I can help you out a little bit, too, sss!

"No, you can't!

Downstairs I heard a busy voice.

When I opened the door and went down the stairs, Luroni was taking notes in front of Spiano and the front door.

That's what Lu pulls out of Spiano trying to get out in his coat.

"Me too! Lu cats exaggerate! Nothing, I'm fine! If you don't move your body, you'll blunt, sss!

"You can be dull!? Now, my belly child... is important."

Spiano's stomach had Lulu's children.

I figured it out the other day.

Thanks to this, the museum has been a mild fuss over the past few days.

Plum, Hemperoza, Iola and Riola. And also Larna, Princess Slime, who has publicly declared that she will be hosting Iola's child. I was very surprised, very pleased, and slightly confused.

Manuferno was happy and crying, Lentomia was so surprised, and still blessed properly and ended with "Let's protect it with us! He said." This case was so big that even Lentomia, which is usually all about me and myself, said it that way.

And the final conclusion of the discussion was that Lu and Spiano should have been formally linked.

It is called marriage.

I can't imagine, but I thought that was a different world, and now I know a little bit about it.

Because I thought it was important to me too, and I could have someone who liked it and wanted to be with me.

- Marriage. Nice......

I can't help thinking about Manuferno, who narrows his eyes like that.

A little, maybe a little further, but for me too... is that the time to be ready?

"Yes, yes, stop talking crazy there, firewood is carried by a man. This is a deal."

"Yes, even Sage S."

"The human species should be five months, the half-beast three months, and not too much impossibility until it is stable"

"Ku, that's a familiar ss!?

"Huhaha! Naturally. I... am a wise man."

Over the past few days, I've been reading all kinds of related books, from new life to pregnancy to childbirth and parenting. You can no longer think of me as a wise man with knowledge of the midwife and each other.

I lifted my glasses with a confident face.

"So ask me anything, huh?

"Lord Gugre......!

"Uh... yeah, sss"

Lu softly embraced the dog ear girl, who was confused as she dyed her cheeks and happily held her stomach, and pushed her towards the living room.

"Let's get ready. Before winter comes!

"Enjoy!

Continued