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

"Sage, do me a favor, Dace!

"Hmm, I'm not nervous"

I smile unwittingly at Princess Rana, who looks the same even in a culture barrel.

"Sage Grecas, please get Princess Lana out of the barrel and give her to me soon."

"Well, I'm tired of being here for three days. Shut up."

"I'm really tired of you, Dace! I'm sure Iola too... I'm waiting for you, Death!

A voice is heard through a magic thread (MagiWire). And Princess Larna in the barrel moves (...) the fetus. You think from the bottom of your heart that you want to stand on two legs and go to your favorite Iola.

It is Princess Rana herself who is more active in this "humanization" than this one.

- Bridging humans with us, that's the mission that I was charged with, Dace!

That's how Princess Rana shines her eyes in Iola's T-shirt, hoping that the Slime tribe, humans, semi-ininsects (Innosextians) and humans can live together.

Because it's slime, I say that I want to reduce the number of things that are meaningless and excluded because they are insect people.

"Oh, right. Iola's waiting for you."

Iola says, "Princess Rana enters the incubator with regular nourishment. You'll miss me, but it's a little patience," he says.

"Beh, you can't miss me!

and fluttered with a twinkly face, but the inside should be lonely. Yeah.

It's quite a surprise because Iola also wouldn't expect a 2D T-shirt girl to come in 3D (...). Imagine how Iola is doing and it's going to be fun and laughable now.

"Then the last finish is in Grey's Quarantine."

"Sage Grecas, please."

"All right, leave it to me"

Lentomia joins hands behind her head, hmm! and stretches as the shoulder load descended. In fact, the merit of this task is nothing else, a wizard of a lovely looking partner.

Besides, Metius also supported Lentomia's magic well. The two of us used to have enough fights, but working together seems to reduce our distance from each other.

Manuferno gave me the power of "blessing (fest)" and "fermentation magic (fam)" to grow the cell pieces of Princess Rana. Originally, the slime growth required for a week in the culture fluid took only about two hours to complete is a great achievement.

After that, the cell mass is fixed as a simple organ with Lentomia's morphological maintenance magic (sonomama) to create Princess Larna's body. Furthermore, I turn the magic thread (Magiwire) around the body to replace the neurotransmission pathway, and Metius sews the organs and pathway together in detail.

The truth is that Hemperoza wanted to mix it up here, but the plan is a nightmare because she doesn't want to go near the lab (lab) because of the previous trauma.

Whatever...

I feel like it was our "Wizards" festival the last few days, and I'm pretty sure it was fun to say that the Metanostadt Grand Cultural Festival came to us late.

"Mmm. Sleepy on boulders. Let's take a bath and sleep with Greg when we're done."

"Don't talk absurdly."

"What? I told you not to mention Manu?

Uh, Lentomia smiles.

Lentomia knows me and Manuferno are dating, but it seems different from "friendship" between men. Rather, the more I even recommend it.

- Friendship. Men are good with each other, right?

I don't pursue meaning deeply, and I don't want to.

"Well, maybe my room's been busy lately, waiting in order."

"Huh. It's very popular."

Hit me in the chest with regret.

Speaking of which, I feel Lentomia is wearing the same school building men's uniform for a couple of days. She didn't even take a bath because she seemed to be sleeping here. It's usual not to stop when you immerse yourself in research, but it smells rather good without even smelling like sweat.

One of the reasons for the slow growth of half-elf seems to be its low metabolism, but as long as I'm jealous that wearing the same clothes makes it smell like sweat.

If I were a half elf, I'd be able to wave a major player and keep reading books without going into the fro for a week, but that would piss Manuferno off......

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From the light window, which had only one light in the lab, the tilted afternoon light plugged diagonally to sparkle the dust in the air.

The wooden shelves provided to fill one side of the wall are lined with a variety of magical materials and catalysts. It's a hole warehouse or a warehouse kind of place, but it doesn't give you a feeling of darkness because there are lighted crystal lights.

The first thing that caught my eye when I walked into the room would be the "wine barrel" in the center.

A barrel large enough for a human to stand and enter was second-hand handed over from a winery in the neighbouring village.

This is the main culture tank, with a spare barrel for filtration circulation on the left and right sides. From there, a number of black pipes made of natural rubber, specially southerly Marino Serese, are stretched out and connected to a large barrel in the centre.

This remains the same basic mechanism as what once produced the plum.

The barrel was burned and disposed of once in a giant plant monster emergence incident, but this is a new one.

What was different then was that it wasn't the artificial life form (homunculus) that was cultivating it, but the slime.

Peeping in, the body of a girl of no different dimensions than a human was floating in the middle of a culture tank.

The air is fed into it by a magical slime pump, and the Copopo and the breathing abuk kick off on the water regularly.

This is the evolutionary system of the "anthropomorphic (humanoid terminalia)" and the vessel of the slime artificial life form (homunksl).

"Okay, so it's the last finish."

I put tactical intelligence displays (tactics) up in space.

To make it look like Lentomia and Metius in the same room, and to make sure I didn't go wrong.

In the translucent windows that float in the air, a 'tree of life' emerges similar to when Plum's life-extinguishing drug manufacture (...).

Each tree diagram, drawn in circles and bars, represents a magical mass, or "autonomous driving technique (appct)".

As for Princess Rana, she does not need to use a highly magically toxic and dangerous "nucleus of life (core)", like Dragon Man (Draguns) blood.

Because you use your own identities at the root of your life, and you don't have to worry about rejection or anything.

I'm going to run the Autonomous Drive Formula (APPLECT) sequentially at my fingertips.

Metius, I need backup. I need vital surveillance.

Copy that, sage Grecas.

A fairy stands on the edge of the barrel and gauges the life response as she peeks inside.

"The final process begins -. Super drive (accelerator) the isolated junction (Apartvaria). Connect the magic source to Princess Rana's own nucleus of life to last semi-permanently...... Success! Hyperdrive (accelerator) morphological maintenance magic. Pseudo-painful signals, transmission path sensitivity OK… Awakening (online)!"

Gobbo!

and the water surface in the barrel bubbled and waved. My hand reaches out first and my thin, white fingertips fall on the edge of the barrel. Subsequently, the pink hair also showed a bright head and face.

"Ooh!? Success!"

"Pu...... ha, ah!? Geho geho!"

"Sage Grecas, breathing, pulse normal. skeleton, pseudo-organ, ganglion, pseudo-muscle, no abnormalities, and... skin too..."

But Metius clogged the words there.

"Ooh!?

"Yeah!?

I groaned and breathed. No, I drank saliva (...). Even Lentomia reacts the same way.

And two splendidly grown breasts spilled from the edge of the barrel. That's a melon-sized soft double hill.

"Oh? Outreach Heavy day...... did you raise too much?

Princess Larna, the human body lifts the swelling of both breasts with its hands, itching.

Cedar eyes, pink hair, clear white and red skin...... Rich, breasts that accidentally nail your eyes.

- So, it's big!

"What!? Meti! Look, I can see..."

"Sage Grecas! What, what are they doing, quick, quick, get the clothes there!

"Oh!?

Metius snaps into my glasses and makes a fuss about giving me my clothes. Lentomia, who was perfectly fine and calmer than me, handed Princess Rana some clothes.

"Put that on first, you can't be naked when you're human, can you?

Lentomia smiles and exchanges her first voice.

"Thank you, Lady Lentomia. Thanks for your help, Dace."

Out of the bath of zabazaba and culture fluid, Larna wore her clothes directly to her wet body. Even when it comes to clothing, it's underwear like Camisole that Manuferno borrowed from Riola.

"Mm...? This, man, a monodescar? Tight chest, Dace."

"Bye, silly! It's not a rare thing, it's for girls, right?

Metius finally left me, but he's going to block both eyes if anything stays on my head.

But the "human body Princess Rana" I see once again, it was already stunning physical beauty.

Plump buttocks and thighs around the creased hips, and breasts are peer to peer with Faria No, more textured breast enrichment...... you can call it breast implants. My underwear, which is just chopped up, is no longer screaming.

- Nah...! Oh, my God!

"Lentomia, is that teasing milk (...) your fault!?

"I don't know! I only make bones, stomach, intestines, basic structures. I left the details to Princess Rana."

Sifting, Lentomia sweeps her neck to the side.

"So what? Breasts and all that...... the butt. Is Larna on her own?

"Sounds like it. I'm not interested in that part, I've never seen it, I don't know it."

Lentomia says in a childish tone.

"Oh well. Well, fine. Yeah. Well... it's too brilliant, Chito, but I think I'm in trouble for the way my eyes work."

But it's not bad.

No, no, mental health isn't good when this is in the hall!

"Sage, thanks to you, I've become a brilliant human being -! Thanksgiving Day."

"Wow!?

Sudden embrace. It's so soft and warm that I don't think it's slime anymore, it's so comfortable for me. I wouldn't.

"Ha, get away! I'll make a lot of adjustments first, and then I'll introduce you to everyone, and then Iola..."

And as soon as I heard Iola's name, Princess Rana was a picun! and made his face shine.

"Iola-!"

I was wondering if I could even walk, but suddenly Larna ran out.

Open the lab door and pop out in a flash into the hallway.

"Wow!? Not at all!"

Continued