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

I took a seat at the living room dining room, telling everyone I'd be looking out.

Manuferno is following me with his gaze by moving his round glasses with his fingers to "creep." That face was like, "Are you going to peek into Mr. Faria's shower? It's a joke."

I shook my head twice, left and right, and I said, "Let's go!," he tells with his mouth flat.

When I closed the door to the living room dining room, I wove the robe that was hanging on the front door straight on top of my shirt and went out to the garden tip.

So I ran into Lu and Spiano, who had just finished the work of making dried meat.

"Good day, both of you."

I gently waved to Lulu, who drooped her cat ears cold and circled herself, and to Spiano, who slapped Bashibashi and Lulu on the back with a cheerful smile.

"Lord Grey! It's probably buffalo meat."

"That's what Ola's nose told me, the tin was too fresh and the blood was amazing..."

Lu and Spiano face each other.

"Well, I'm glad you found out who you are. Get inside and keep warm."

There are Manuferno and Riola inside, so you should serve them some warm tea and warm them up.

"Come on in."

Now that we know who the meat Faria has bought, we can safely eat it as dried meat.

"It must have been cold -"

"Lu cats are cold."

"Awkward people don't like to be cold originally, and they want to be round in front of the fireplace in winter"

"Ola too...... I feel like that now S"

They walked in through the front door saying that.

I narrowed my eyes and dropped off Lutto Spiano, who took a subtle Spiano hand to support him so he wouldn't fall on the steps in front of the front door.

I feel like Lu is letting me learn a lot.

"Sage Grecas, I've also confirmed the Enemy Boundary (circle). What's so strange about it... I don't see it?

Metius, the fairy who switched her expression to work mode, whispered with her hand in my ear.

When I felt another gaze and looked back at the hall, Lentomia was waving in the upstairs window. Nobody's here. They're relaxing in my room on their own.

I couldn't help but feel strange about the carriage that Lentomia felt.

"But I care what's not unusual"

"... well? Am I...?

At the garden end, Pram and Hemperoza were still playing with Larna.

"Next we'll explore the garage."

"I don't know what's lurking there right now. Be careful!

"Me too. I used to sleep with Colo, Dace."

The three of us cross the garden amicably towards the garage. When you look at the branches of the trees, they were intertwined with the "Tsukuba" produced by Hemperoza's spreading magic (Shrub Garden).

Two wrapped strings hanging from the branches, and a place to sit down, are braided.

"Blanco......"

Hemperoza must have made it for Larna. Even though it was the cold season, there were several flowers with white petals blooming in the crawling grass.

"Ha... Is magic a substitute for toys? You're clever, Hempero."

"Well! You're adorable!

Metius fluttered and sat down in Blanco's chair. Of course you can't shake it on your own, so you're staring at me like you want to push it.

"Here."

"This is my first ride!

When I push him gently with my hand, the fairy clings to the hipster part of the blanco, Yikes! and joyful. For the first time, I was just wondering if the words included lifetime.

Turning your gaze onto the street, the area is wooded and the leaves of the trees tinted red and yellow are beautiful.

In the leaning afternoon sun, several carriages did go together back and forth.

When carriages travel, they often proceed in line by nature and convoy (Optimus Convoy) method in a few cars, wary of demons and bandit raids.

The Sage's Hall is progressing in the form of the bipedal Shin Lu Turtle (New Gran Turtle), but the speed fits the cruising speed of a regular carriage.

Furthermore, it is also disguised as a "normal carriage" with perceived agitation magic (Imagine Jammer).

The house of a wise man walking on two legs is already known among some wizards, but it does not show or inform all the people.

It's a clandestine weapon (...) positioning, so it's basically disguised as invisible.

Anyone who can use more than intermediate magic will notice the "Hall of Wise Men," but those who can't use magic say, "That?" and you won't notice it to such an extent that you feel uncomfortable.

"The sun sets, the carriage is probably about a half an hour away, and we should be camping at a resting point along the river. We'll rest there tonight, too. Tell everyone later."

"Yes! Sage Grecas"

Metius jumped up from Blanco.

Even though demons are becoming inactivated, it is also true that there are demons such as the wolves who, at night, become ferocious with the natural temper that springs up from the land.

From what I've seen, the carriage that's back and forth doesn't have a single wizard or armed warrior on board. Completely merchants or townspeople, those ordinary people.

I do care about the high number of carriages to head north, but it's still not so much "abnormal".

- Well, let's see if we can find out at camp.

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About half an hour later, the carriages stopped at an open place along a large river. The time is 4: 00 in the evening.

It's about time the sun started setting, and the blue of the sky is starting to mix with the yellow light. Not enough to freeze but the wind is cold and the river water is still warm.

We'll stop at a remote location and see what's going on.

A total of five carriages stopped at the night camp along the river plain. There is one large passenger car, one carriage that the luxurious rich are likely to use, and three unproductively oriented ornaments used by farmers.

From how we looked at each other, they were neither a merchant nor a complete stranger to each other.

With the hall shifted to a parking position, I expanded the enemy junction to the maximum extent and confirmed that there was no threat in the surrounding three-kilometre Merte range. This is the limit where the trees flourish.

"Come on, we're camping here tonight. There are other carriages, so don't get annoying."

When I said that, I approached one of the carriages used by the peasants who had stopped nearby.

When I said hello, I thought I might be able to listen to something.

"To the wise, come and go, too!

Hemperoza, who was going to wash his hands in the river with Riola and the others, rushed over and grabbed the hem of my robe.

I pin my dark hair to the left and right of my ears.

"Hmm? No problem."

"Do you know him?

"No, not at all. So say hello."

Phew, it was a facial hempelosa like that, but he probed my hand from the gap in the robe and squeezed it tight.

Black crystal eyes are looking up at me.

"... fine, nothing"

With that said, Hemperoza smiled, showing her white teeth as if relieved, and put her strength on her hand.

If you hold hands, you won't even look like brothers and sisters to each other.

The old carriage was ridden by a couple in their thirties who looked like farmers.

Noticing me and Hemperoza approaching, he shows a moment of vigilance, but he seemed to think that I was an advanced wizard of Metanostadt, and that he was an immediate relief with a girl.

"Hello, wizard. You're a pretty lady, have a trip?

I took the hat the man was wearing on his head and lowered his head. The tanned skin on the brown hair was found to be a peasant of Park Pu (indentation).

"Oh. I'm traveling with my family, I'm just heading north"

"Hello... to"

Hemperoza lowered her head from behind me. The usual condition (...) only seems to be visible in the body.

"Oh! She's a cute, cute lady......!

"Look, Mihilia, that's rude."

My husband treats me like a wife, but my wife, called Mihilia, can't help but notice Hemperoza.

"What's your name? How many?"

"Would you stop, Mihilia?"

"Because you, Kirika, are just about..."

Shaking her husband's arm, Mihilia looks at Hemperoza, bright, but somewhere with a vain grin.

- Kirica?

I moved my gaze to the carriage there. There's a front on the carrier, but there's no sign of anyone. No shadows have been detected in the interpersonal world either.

"Excuse me. My wife... she's talking about her dead daughter. In the War of the Demon King......, my daughter Kirika who lost her life."

Hard memories cast a deep shadow on a man's expression. It's not particularly unusual in this world. Because everyone loses something and still lives desperately.

"Was it...... No, never mind. Come on... it must have been hard."

I spoke to Mihilia in sympathy.

But my wife's answer was against my expectations.

"No, I'm going to see Kirika.... in Tibalagy"

- The village of Tibalagi, you say?

Continued