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

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"It's gonna rock, guys, watch out!

I stood at the end of the fall garden and spoke to everyone watching from inside the hall.

"To the plum, I hope it jumps at the moment of shaking!

"Ooh!? Hempero, you're a genius."

"Well? To practice, that!

"Jamp!

"Huh!

Next to me, Pram and Hemperoza are shouldering each other and practicing jumping sounds like they're having a good time, but now they're busy, so I can't deal with them.

"Iola, it's dangerous, Dace. Hugs, hugging dace!

"Damn, I can't help it.... I'm sick, too."

You can also hear that from the living room dining room window. Sweet to Iola is Larna, a slime human who has become a little girl.

Iola held Larna with one arm at a time. Though a magically trained slime pseudo, it would weigh a lot if it were seven years old or even their size.

"Day with a better view than when I was in Iola's chest"

"It's surprisingly heavy... only now"

"Heavy on a girl or something, rude day"

"Wow, I get it!

Larna slapping Iola's head in the light of a pepper. Does it feel more like you're playing with your cousin's little one than your sister in the distance?

I don't know if it was because of Larna's medical attention or if she was simply recovering quickly from Iola, but Iola had almost recovered this morning.

I have a slight fever but it will heal if I slow down without being forced all day today.

"Well, we're gonna surf."

The tactical information display (tactics) that emerged in front of me reflected a schematic diagram of the ground cut into a round-ship shape and the "Hall of Wise Men" in its center.

"Sage Grecas, the isolated junction separates and surfaces the ground interface!

"Auto-driven formula (appct), automatic chanting of horizontal maintenance formula (autoload)"

A magic formation of light ran on the ground around the hall, creating a tear on the ground. Gradually the rift grows.

The ground around the hall and where we stand is disconnected and raised.

"Oh, I floated -!

"Hey! Now!"

The effect of Morphological Maintenance Magic (Sonomama) is that there are no vibrations in the hall that cause dishes to fall or distort doors, except for the people inside. If you shake it, you're in danger of falling.

Caution should be exercised, especially when moving from a parked to a walking state.

The low roaring vibrating sound eventually turns into a high rotating sound called Huiyi, which eventually turns to a state close to silence.

"Sage Grecas, Quarantine Boundary (Apartvaria) maintains fixation with critical output, Magic Fixed Anchor... Anchor (Bump)!"

"All right, - the new (New) Land Turtle (Grand Turtle), The Sage's Hall, go!

I waved horizontally to shake off my robe.

My favorite trousers that fit my legs are a regular shirt, but I weave my sage's robe as a cold protection.

The robe of this new sage, given to me by Sir Apras A. Jill of the Association of Metanostadt Mages, seemed seemingly cool-looking and summer oriented, but I realized that simply reversing the implanted phase of the "Thermal Transfer Ceremony (Peltier's)" with a simple magical chanting ceremony would warm the interior.

In other words, in summer it is a limp winter it is a hokahoka, exactly the ultimate robe of sage ideal.

At first I thought it was a jam. The shoulder pat was also useful at an unexpected time on paradise island in the South and I was starting to like it myself, "it looks kind of strong".

"Sage Grecas, give me your instructions."

Encouraged by Metius.

The tactical information display (tactics) showed a schematic diagram of the ground cut into the shape of a ship and the shape of the "Sage's Hall" that boarded its center.

"All right, wait a little while in this state. Faria's supposed to be here soon."

"Okay, I get it."

When I finished checking all the parameters, I finally took a breather.

In the corner of the village of Finobocchi, stained with autumn as far as I could see, the "Hall of Wise Men" had risen hemispherically from ground to ground.

Above the raised ground are houses, garden trees, and laundry like flags.

From the garden where I was, I could see Riola and Manuferno making lunch and Spial studying housework through the kitchen window.

He's busy cooking, even though he cares about the house moving.

By the way, the remaining residents are in the middle of tea gracefully sitting in a kitchen dining chair though Lentomia.

"It's cold. I'll take care of Greg."

I see a half-elf wizard who said that and didn't come out, relaxing with both hands with a cup of tea.

Elf's residence is wide from the North Forest to the South Forest, but Lentomia doesn't seem to like the cold very much. But he did say summer was hot and no, and when the hell would he be doing well?

But there's a reason Lentomia showed some room.

On my journey to the desert about six months ago, for the first time ever, my "isolated junction", accelerated by Lentomia's Circular Ring Magic (Cycloa) and super driven (Super Accelerator), remains a "spatially alien flywheel" state in the basement of the building.

The semi-permanent engine, the space out-of-phase flywheel, is a surfacing device that super-rotates the isolated junction that collects and forms the "distortion" of space created by the super-vibrating magic thread (Magiwire).

The friction resistance of the isolated junction, which super-rotates in different spaces, is equal to zero. For this reason, the gravitational line (...) that is attempted to suck to the ground by continuing to turn is twisted and floated.

- Theoretically, even flight (...) is possible.

This transcendental magic has brought to life the ground-by-ground museum, but it originally converted and applied the magic techniques of Prussian "white saint" Badjob and the subspace-generated junction - the isolated junction (...), which the purple witch called Huishi prison (Jewel Prizna) - captured (barely) from his men's "purple witch".

"In the meantime, let's just walk a little. A lot of optimization."

The new (New) Land Turtle (Grand Turtle) kicked the ground with two legs and moved slowly. With each journey, the performance of the "Legs of the Hall" has been improved, and it is now possible to run at double speeds.

When I started walking and stabilized, I felt little vibration.

"It's like you're flying. It's a comfortable ride!

"Oh, that sounds good"

The view of the visible village slowly changes.

The pruned wheat fields of the village of Finovocci and the red-roofed houses visible in the centre of the village, as well as the church buildings on the pointy roof. They flow like a paper play.

All this time, everyone in the hall had their eyes glistened and their eyes turned to the view that was changing.

- and.

A reaction appeared in the unfolding enemy junction (circle) at a radius of 2 km Merte.

"Sage Grecas, you're Mr. Faria!

Fairy Metius jumps off my shoulder and looks away at the direction of the Metanostadt spire.

"Ah, it's Faria. You made it, apparently."

Early in the morning, he even went to Metanostadt, the king's capital, for a marathon instead of training, or he came back now, near noon.

In the time we were having breakfast, Faria told me that she had "reached the King's Capital" through her gold bracelet.

Enjoy sleeping twice in the morning while holding Pram and Hemperoza to Banko instead, and call after you wake up slowly. I mean, I'd have been running for plenty of three hours. Faria said,

- I got there too soon, so I was running along the outer wall of the Wang capital.

I mean, I would have done a marathon around the king's capital for about three hours.

I'm just impressed with my wasted health, but Faria's purpose is to apply for vacation to the Warrior Teaching Corps, where she worked as a teacher.

"But suddenly you can take a month off?

"Hmm...? Didn't I tell you? Teaching teams are trained for six months. I joined the army in the spring and the basic training was over by the fall, and my students were assigned to the Warriors. So... there was a banquet the other day."

"I'm sorry, I didn't ask."

"Ha? I thought Grecas knew everything."

"Oh, oh, well"

No matter how much I do, I don't get the information unless I look it up with search magic (google) from myself.

I also thought it would be useful if information on the world came to mind automatically, but it would probably drive me crazy in about three days.

"So the Teaching Corps is actually a hippo during the winter. The instructors usually work in their own units. You can lay down your workouts... but you can rest."

"- Above all, if they say it again, I'll be in great trouble"

and Faria whispered.

Faria confessed to the knight and two warrior instructors, but she wasn't going to accept the feeling.

It's still early, there's something about last year, and I can't sort out my feelings. Apparently, that's why, but you think both men are good-looking and good guys?

For some reason, I felt like a knight and a warrior, and I couldn't resist being there.

"Damn, think about how a man feels."

But how is Faria going to settle this?

"Ah! Sister Faria is here -!

Find Faria, whose pram was out at the garden tip, and hold her finger.

"To!? It wasn't a horse, it was a run away?

"Oh, he's gone to King's Landing."

"Su, wow"

I can't believe Hemperoza in my voice, he's whispering.

"Ooh? Two, you have the package, don't you? It's a souvenir -!?

"Here! Don't say anything nasty, Plum."

Even so, when I saw Faria rushing over to the hall, she had two pieces of luggage wrapped in cloth, something like a bathroom in her hand.

Just enough to hold it aside................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Sage Grecas, there's blood dripping from the bag!?

"Hey...... no! No way."

Metius, who I found in the eye, blackens and whites his eyes, and hesitates in front of me.

What Faria has is two pieces of luggage wrapped in cloth. Just big enough to hold on the side, that's as big as a head......

From the farewell mottles, the knights and the warriors...

"No, no, no!? No, because there isn't! Only Faria. No!

"So, right!?

Me and Metius will be thinking the same thing, but we'll wave each other a boom and deny it.

"Hey! Greg! Give me a ride, you can't jump up to the boulder!

Faria raises a protest under the hall. The two wraps in both hands wield their left and right hands, but the ground is stained with dripping potatoes and red.

"There's blood..."

"What's in it?

Those two look at each other anxiously.

"Fa... Falia, what's the wrap?

I'm just in case (?) Prepare to deploy the black light version of "Visual Regulatory Magic (Misera Lenin)" in preparation.

If something rolls off, cover it with black light and hide it from the eyes of the plum or hemperosa.

Faria circles her eyes with faces like "Ah," and laughs bitterly.

"Ah!? This or the meat! Raw meat, but what's wrong with that?

"By the way, what meat...?

I just catch my face, too.

"It's fresh what (...) meat we were selling in the morning market! I bought a lot of them because they were cheap, hahahaha!

"It's not hahahaha!?

I mean, it's some kind of meat!?

I thought I'd at least check the type of meat, but I was invited to Faria's house.

The journey to the North thus opened the curtain.

Continued