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

- Goon!

The bell rang again. A brass bell the size of a huge hug sounds as it is heard all over the village surrounded by vast woods.

In the square, as if inspired by sound, people began to dress like kneeling (kneeling) on the ground one after the other and praying hand in combination in front of their chests.

But the modus operandi is not the prayerful attitude of Methanostat Cathedral Church. It belongs to the Prussian Episcopal Church, which is clearly pagan.

"This... the hell!

Iola, Riola, and we were the only ones standing up when we realized it.

"Shit, I crouched and blurred misdemonization. Iola, so is Riola!

I also whispered to Lentomia and Manuferno and my siblings (Iorio).

"Ugh..."

"... n"

But there's no response. It doesn't sound like they're not listening, but the two of them stood staring at the front of the church with vain eyes.

- This is...! Is that the magical allusion effect planted in the painting!?

I guess it's a mechanism that triggers the sound of a bell and hypnotizes it, making it easier for people to find the person they call "the mark".

By doing this, we're going to look at the magic paintings and easily identify the people who came all the way to the village of Nokonoko.

"Rentmia, lower your hips so you don't stand out, too"

"What? No, my butt gets dirty..."

"From Yi!

"Oh, no more."

I pulled Ntomia's hand and forced her to crouch. He hits me on the shoulder with dissatisfaction, but he's a little gamy.

"Brothers and sisters. What about Iorio? Are you okay?

"We're here, if you need anything, we'll jump right out"

Manuferno puts his hands on my shoulders, acting like a shield and watching my brothers and sisters worryingly.

But secretly my "magic trick" was also going on.

They crawl through specially made magic yarns (Magiwires) with invisible concealment (stealth) treatments (coats) to cover the entire square.

"As soon as we find out who the enemy is, we'll have my precious siblings returned."

"Blessings. I'll work with you."

"Manu's blessing is an important amulet replacement for me not to mess around."

"Smile (Ehehe). I think I'll hang in there when they say that."

I nodded small at Momomi and Manuferno rubbing my shoulder.

- and.

When the bell stopped, the tree door in the front of the cathedral opened left and right as it sounded heavy.

And a person appeared from inside slowly dressed in a bright white coat.

"... that one!

That was a young square-faced man.

Eyebrows, lips as thin as a gamma frog and wide on the side that led to a drooping jaw.

He strokes his silver hair all-back and wraps around the hood of his coat of law, shaped like a chestnut bigger than his own head, as if it were "back light".

The coat covering the toe was pure white and the cuffs and hem (suso) were seen embroidered with gold like my robe.

"Hmmm, hmm! That's good. You're all here! Poor, lost soul children!

The man's voice and expression were calm, and at first glance seemed to be the expression (kao) of a kind monk full of charity.

"The coat of law (that). It's not what Methanostat Cathedral Church belongs to"

Manuferno whispered small from behind.

"Of the Episcopal Church of Prussia..."

Lentomia says from the right.

"Dai-jung? I don't want to remind you... you mean monks of the same size (...) as Badjob"

That's the mastermind of this time...... so.

Once named "White Saint," Badjob had gained a powerful power to manipulate others by sealing his own soul in the curse of a circular reincarnation called the Void Necromancer (Zero Reis).

What powers and ambitions does this man have to fulfill?

Once I was robbed of my people, and the sense of despair and loss at the time I had to fight had shadowed my mind.

I - I don't want to think like that again.

Iola and Riola's side and chestnut hair looked very similar, and I smashed my lips.

From among the people who saw the figure of a square-faced monk, a twist of joy and sigh leaked.

"Ah! Monk Zheng, Katura!

- Kattura, is this the... mastermind?

"Master Kattura! of the Great God...... Speaker!

"Save...! Save us!

As the square-faced man answered it, he slowly spread his arms, grinned full of faces, and breathed in, shouting, with a well-traveled voice echoing through the square.

"To the Divine Root Sanctuary (Sun) Soliciting Union (Ilasia)... Welcome, Neh!

"Welcome, Neh!

"Welcome, Neh!

"Welcome, Neh!

Kattura opened her eyes and looked around the square...... eventually glanced at her with one point.

The sights of the villagers, who recite the same phrase in their mouths, were simultaneously directed at Iola and Riola, as they followed their sights.

On the faces of the villagers, there was a smile (...) of a different full face (...).

"Ugh......!?

It's a cold grin like the one I pasted in the piercing, but nearly a hundred people turned me in the face with a mask, and we in the boulder are also frigid.

But Iola speaks unexpected words with vain eyes.

"Guys... I'm home, Dad, Mom... back..."

"I, o... so, meh..."

- Riola?

Apart from Iola, Riola began to tremble with a distressed look on her face and holding her body tight.

He gripped his fist very hard, but... when he distorted his face so that it was crushed by an unbearable force, he finally had vain eyes and quietly opened his mouth.

"... I'm back..."

"Hmmm, hmm! Tonight's offering (...) is yours...! Great! Adorable boy and girl with 'sign'! Really...... great!... I also feel a little earlier than planned (...) Well, good"

The Monk Zheng narrowed his eyes and slightly clouded his expression. Turn a meaningful gaze across the square, and smile again.

"Our god of roots will be delighted! its body and its pitiful and lost heart, come on......! We offer it to you as a gift, so that your soul can be brought to those who should want to meet you!

I didn't miss the lowly light in Katura's narrowed eyes.

When he glanced at them to set the rules, he slowly manipulated the puppet, inviting Iola and Riola to come to himself.

As they stepped out at the same time as they were, the villagers on the path paved the way simultaneously, showing them the way forward.

"Greg!"

"Limits. They'll take you!

"Seriously! - Iola, Riola!

Lentomia and Manuferno didn't have to tell me, I couldn't stand up and scream.

At that moment, the tactical information display (tactics) issued the warning simultaneously. Eleven figures appeared along with Yurali and a palpitating flame surrounding the square.

It was the battle monks who unlocked the cover-up ceremony and showed up.

All eleven wear a monk's coat with silver embroidery in pure white, identical to the man in monk's uniform who named Elastoma Plastica he encountered in the lake.

"Hmm, you're out..."

"Sage Grecas, you're here!

Young men, luscious beauties, tall half-beast men, old ones, little fat ones, things that seem to be bent, little back-length ones, skinny women, men bandage-wrapped around their entire faces, big men with giant iron sticks, and boys about the same age as the Iolas.

"Amazing (ah!). That kid, I saw him at the Cultural Festival!

"Lancarte Haas!"

The last boy was Langkalt Haas, the boy who was at that Methanostat Cultural Festival.

"Hmmm, hmm! This is this...! There's an abominable offering... This... is a place of divine preaching!

Continued