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

I unlocked the recognition agitation magic (Imagine Jammer) that I was expanding on myself and showed it to be true.

He wore Metanostadt's "poor apprentice wizard" and wore a blue robe with a golden edge "Sage's Robe" to shine his glasses.

If you're a wizard from Prussia, you've heard rumors.

"Ki, you... sage Grecas...!? Um, freed Badjob from the perpetual circle (...)..."

The face of a man in monastic clothing, named Elastoma Plastica, stains with amazement as he looks at it. Haha!? and exhale, glancing back.

I took a step forward with Jiri. We're only about five mertes away from each other.

An agreement that won't arrive in a single blow, even if the opponent has his sword hidden. And on both sides of me, Lu and Iola, with their hands on the sword pattern, refrain.

Behind you, Lentomia is waiting for a magic ceremony chant for combat, now or now.

At least my name was once again known for burying the "White Saint" Badjob that was worshipped in the North. The search magic (Gogol) has already confirmed that one case of plotting and failing to plunder Popolato has been blown to Prussia itself.

"To protect travelers from demons... there is no lie or falsehood in your words. The method and extent (...) are not very preferred, but it is true that they defeated a dangerous (...) demon (...).... Let's thank you. It's also my brother's revenge."

To my unexpected words, Elastoma Plastica looks like she was stunned for a moment.

That was the same for Lu and Iola.

"Lord Gugle..."

"... Guru!

Lu is just a little complicated, Iola turns to me like a relieved face.

"Ha... I see the sage's name is not Dada"

F, and a grin on his mouth, but also for a moment, confronts him again with a rugged face.

"You're not happy to be praised. It seems incompatible with the God you believe in."

It is true that my heart wobbled when I saw the child's blue ghost or the female remains. I can't lie about heartbreaking sights that can be described as unilateral killings. It's my feeling.

But... If you think about the feelings of Iola and Riola, who were ravaged by a similar herd of demons, burned their homes and lost their parents, you can't have my sympathy for them.

I drank my own sweet, sentimental fantasies and some kind of selfish sentiment.

And as one of the six heroes who saved the world, 'Grecas the Wise', he again determines his belly to face the world.

"... even so. I'm not wrong about anything! The vessels of lost souls gathering in the village, so that those who will give themselves to God can safely reach Tibalagi... remove obstacles (...), that is, expose (...) It is my job!

Elastoma Plastica showed her how to hold her own shoulder with both arms, shaking her white monk uniform.

It was felt that the billies and some power grew.

"I see. Exposure. Is that what you mean by getting rid of those who stand in the way of the plan of the Sanctuary of Divine Roots (Sun) Solicitation Union (Ilasia)?

"That's a rumor to hear, sage......! I'm quick to guess. Exactly! Dangerous demons, as well as the breathtaking ones of Metanostadt, and... the elimination of evil (...) heathens who lack faith, unaware of our ideals and magic, as you do... hey!

Elastoma Plastica, who stroked her dark hair behind her and bound her, ni, distorted her mouth and pointed her sharp gaze at me.

I'll cut out the blue ghost (blue-oga) skeleton on the side.

"Are we going to kill the Blue Ghost, too?... does that work?

You must have some kind of sword-like weapon in your possession more than you admit this man has wiped out his flock. Both Metius and I suspected the existence of our people, but there was no sign of anyone lurking around.

"I thought I could. This... hey eh!

Suddenly, when I think of the conversion with both hands sticking out, Buah! Something popped up.

What popped up with the sound of cutting air, what a super fast, stretched elastoma plastica arms.

Two sharp, tipped, pointy arms with unleashed arrows or sword-like sharpness penetrated, aimed at my head and heart.

- My arm, stretched!?

"- Lord Greg!

"Gu - Huh!

Gah, Kim! And the two flying arms (...) were beaten off by Lu, and Iola just before me.

Even with the arms stretched out, the sound of the sword crashing into it was metallic.

Iola had reflexively pulled out her sword and managed to deviate from one orbit, while Lu had pulled out her knife with beastly sharpness and had begun the other.

But Elastoma Plastica's outstretched arm, shrug! and turned to dexterity, this time attacking Lu and Iola.

When you look at it, the tip is sharp and pointed, and you convince me that this is the score that pierced the Blue Ghost (Blue Orga) from behind. He snuck in with the magic of transparency and stabbed him to death with this move.

Instead of being a high priest, he is the highest assassin (Assassin) himself.

"It's dangerous, both of you!

Metius screams.

"Tentacles...... Yikes!

"Is it like witchcraft?!?

Iola and Lu wave their swords and swords desperately at their opponents with a sharp munch tip. Gin, I sprinkle sparks with Gin, and they gradually pull me away from Lentomia.

"... you're going to break it off!

- Is this what he's after?

"Damn it! Stiff!"

"Why do you move freely when it's hard!?

Lu and Iola start back with swords, respectively, the onslaught of arms that become like munchies stretched out to about five mertes. It's hard enough to see what you can't cut off when you slash it.

"Sage Grecas! Magic... It's a bundle of magic threads (MagiWire)!

"I see, I can't grow the distance, but it's a robust entity."

Magic yarn (Magiwire) with properties similar to Hemperoza's spreading magic (Shrub Garden), that's who those two arm munchies are.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!? How far can you stand it? This... my magic," Shinsuku's Whip "attack. Whoa!

"Greg! I'm going to flame the main unit!

"Um, you can try my magic... is that quick"

There are two curving arms, a magical attack on the empty body while Lu and Iola withstand the slaughter. At this level (...), it's an easy opponent.

"There's a gap, okay! Kiehee!"

At that moment, the monster, with his mouth wide open, flashed his temper, stretching his tongue as if it were a jerk, attacking me and Lentomia.

"Whew!?

"Ya!?

Lentomia shielded me and ran straight behind me.

- Oh, my God, are you a monk?

Continued