A round clear crystal sphere was placed at the end of the long table in the living room dining room.
It is now placed on top of a cup for tea because it rolls quickly and falls to the floor or is always going to be gone.
I received a crystal that was transported by relay from across the table.
He came through the hands of Lulu and Spiano, who were sitting at the far end of the table, and Iola and Rana, and finally Manuferno, who was sitting beside me.
"Grecas, can you hear me? Me, me, me!
The crystal sphere emits a pale light and ties the statue (...) of the person (...).
What was reflected there was a brave ergonote wrapped around a musculoskeletal body in red-haired hair in a tailored ethnic costume.
He shines his white teeth on his cheerful smile and peeks this way.
"Ooh!? Breakfast for everyone!
"Brother Ergo, no. I'm almost there -!
"Hey, Brother Ergo. No, good morning!
"Good morning, Ergonote."
"Relief. You look kind of healthy today."
Hemperoza in Pram and Manuferno in Riola peek into the crystal sphere and say hello one after the other.
We were all really intrigued by the item of being able to converse with distant people, but up until now it was often used for important phases and conversations with great people. Sometimes the other guy is Ergonote today, so he just wants to give it a try.
Both Plum and Hemperoza stay awake and their hair is flaky, but I don't really care.
Well, they're "Brother Ergo. No," so sometimes it's casual, but I watch my voice come back from the crystal sphere with an exciting face.
"- Hempero to Plum, and Manuferno to Riola! Good morning, everybody! That's a good morning!
"Oh, I could talk to you."
"Wow."
'... Grecas. From what I can see here, I'm surrounded by girls and they look so jealous...?
Ergonote bends his brow in regret. But with a nibble and a grin on his mouth.
"Really? You are with His Royal Highness the Princess (...), who has the beauty and talent to be called the best of the continent."
"Ohh... Ohh! Absolutely! Ah, Princess Snoovel's glow of beauty is like a large circle of lily petals wet in the morning sun, her breath smells sweet as fruit, and her whispering voice is every little bird song! I'm... happy to serve you today. '
The light disappears from the eyes of the ergonote, and a beauty phrase springs from his mouth as if it were a bar reading.
"ergo...... notebook......"
"Sad. Ergonot-kun"
I almost started crying in the morning after hearing so much hard work. Manuferno also has a frown root and a look of pity.
"Good morning, Master Ergo!
"Nice to meet you, Dace?
"Is that it? Didn't you ever talk to Master Ergo about Larna?
"I was talking when I pretended to be a painting, Dace."
As Iola is having a conversation with Lara, when I think about it, it certainly seems that Lara has never spoken to Ergonote since she became a "human body".
This is what happened to the painting that was stuck on Iola's shirt on the boulder..., it's also a hassle to explain, so let's just say it's a new orphan.
At some point, Larna is sitting down on Iola's knee and peeking into the crystal sphere with her. She has red hair and scarlet eyes like little plums and is adorable.
"Iola! You're missed by an adorable toddler, aren't you? If you're a new resident... then you'll do everything in your power to protect them. '
"Huh!? Oh, yes..."
If a brave man tells you that, Iola seems to have to snort in silence, too.
"Good Morning"
"Ergonottos! Good morning, sir"
"Lu, Spiano, how are you feeling? By the way, talking time of love is important even when you are pregnant, not only do you gently stroke your belly and talk to your baby, but that whisper also goes to your beloved wife. '
Even Ergonote exaggerates in his mouth as if he had understood everything to you as a bachelor. Or is there even a dropper somewhere?
"... and my father was whispering to each of his wives (...) in his home royal palace"
haha the brave laugh bitterly. Oh, my God, you know what?
"What advice is that in the morning?!?
"Ergoth idiot!
"Ha ha."
Two people making a proper noise by turning their faces red. I'm about to spray the juice I was drinking, too, but what are we talking about in the morning at all?
"Ergonote, I don't care, what can I do for you? You'll work for me."
Faria, who was eating sausage in silence, finally opened her mouth. Emerald colored eyes staring down at the crystal sphere in a grumpy mood.
The black plain clothing is no different from the evening, and the hair remains wrapped in ponytail, but the metal partial armor (plate armor) is removed from the boulder.
'Faria, don't look so scared. Even I want to travel with you...'
Huh, and an ergonote that shrugs and shows off your shoulders. She seems to miss herself and wonder if she's sneaky, but Faria doesn't seem to be.
"Buh!? Who said that! You stay in the castle for the rest of your life! Don't come out!
"It's cold......"
"I'm done."
Faria turns red and puffy, and Ergonote looks lonely and soggy. I know it's a child-friendly, heartfelt conversation, but I'm gonna get back on track and get you down to business.
"Ernogort, so you found the example picture (...)?
'Oh! That's right. I found it in the example room last night. The painting was temporarily stored. It took me about three hours to look at one piece at a time... but there it is.'
The rest of us wanted to think it was going to be hard to talk to me and the brave guy, and we were back for breakfast.
"So, what do you say? Anything unusual?
'I don't know, I missed you guys sexually as I watched. As a matter of fact... so much so that I still have a hard urge to contain. Me too... I want to go to Tibalagi'
Ergonote narrowed his red copper eyes. Sue with eyes that look far away somewhere.
"Right. I see."
This is for sure.
After all, there's some kind of trick that will make you feel sad. A magical trick is applied to the example painting depicting the landscape of the village of Tibalagi.
Is it possible, for example, to embed magic that manipulates people's minds in a painting where they can't even find a magical scale? And until yesterday, I was thinking, in fact, about this "magic trick," I had a big idea.
The tip is the "kind" difference in the conversation between Iola and Riola, and in the evening, in the magic chant I noticed as I was talking to Lentomia.
Usually magic takes the form of an operator chanting and inspiring an event. For example, the very process whereby Lentomia chants the magic ceremony and elicits the protection of the fiery demon to inspire the flames….
However, there is also a method of encouraging events in remote areas (...) and others (...).
Evening Remote Clairvoyant Magic (Reagan) is exactly what the magic chanted by the operator is inspired to do in the mist of a far away place, acting like a split person.
This turned out to be a big tip.
And what is the painting scheme of a boy named Lancult Haas, that is -
"Ergonote, where did you first see the painting (...)?
'Hmm?... the church on the red roof was noticeable. Then... the fountain was beautiful, and the greenery of the distant mountains..., Grecas? What do you want to ask me?
Ergonote is seriously hanging his neck.
"...... reconfiguration of the magic formula by viewpoint induction (...). It's a hands-on trick that you do in the 'human brain' that you see in the picture."
The dots and lines that I was doing are connected one after the other.
Both Riola and Iola, and the people who traveled in the carriage, moved their gaze (...) in the painting, in a certain pattern, just as the Ergonote explains today.
As a result, he fell into a state of automatic chanting (autoloading) in his brain as a meaningful magic ceremony.
If you are from the village of Tibalagi, the landscape of the nostalgic village centre, the first place to see it is determined. The red roof of the most prominent church, and the fountain of the square, and the distant mountains.
Of course, even if you're not from the village, it's karakuri that if you happen to see a painting in the stream, and you're unlucky enough to want to go asexually to Tibalagi village "if you have a dead person in you".
To be named, "Intra-painting Cover-up Magic Ceremony (Steganographilia)".
It is believed that the "reconstitution in the browsed human brain" of the fragments of the magic ceremony planted in the painting is inspiring a kind of thought-induced allusion magic (subliminal channella).
This means that no one will notice and it is possible to direct people.
If so, could the mysterious' Square, Triangle and Round Picture ', which is being found throughout the country, be the same karaki?
'... don't you see? What the hell are you talking about?
"Ergonote, I'm sorry, but just tell Princess Snoovel I may have grabbed the secret sippo of the mysterious painting the other day. Not yet... I can't say it's clear."
'! I see... I don't know, okay. So, I'd like to go that way, too?
"Sorry, Ergonote. You are… cut (...) Ribbon (...). The last time something happened. So be a little more patient."
Ergonote, in my words, lifts the corner of his mouth to his heartfelt satisfaction and arms together. And, uh-huh! and spilled a laugh.
'Okay! See you later, Grecas.'
"Ah. Bye."
So the crystal sphere communication went out.
"- Well, we're leaving after breakfast. All at once...... we're getting in the Tibalagi!
"Ugh!
"Ha!"
Iola and Riola nod with the same chestnut eyes in the morning sun's plunging living room dining room.
- If my brothers and sisters (Iorio) are dangerously attracted... then I will fight as hard as possible.
Now that I had begun to see the magic of the enemy and its karaki, I was secretly renewing my resolve.
Continued