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

"Come on, Rio."

"Io is the one you remember, that song"

"Of course, if you remember."

Iola and Riola smiled and nodded small at each other as they lined up.

stretch your spine, breathe heavily, and

"" Me's ""

- The light of heaven, the day of downpouring blessings, I wonder if it's holy.

Rin's, transparent singing began to sound.

- I wonder if it is holy, that the sky and the earth, the fountains in the woods, what crawls through the earth, what flies through the sky, the light of heaven pours down on all of us, the little ones.

"Ooh......!

"You two songs, how beautiful!

The fairy Metius was thrilled and shook his feathers and rose to the universe.

"Beautiful. My breath is perfect..."

The more impressive Manuferno was, the breath and rhythm of Iola and Riola were beautifully aligned.

The two singing resonated, creating a sober ripple. It spreads throughout the square in front of the church through Audio Extension Magic (Megaphonia).

- Holy or not. Holy, heavenly light.

We were listening to a hymn in the village of Tibalagi on a starry night on Paradise Island in the south.

The two continue to sing with sober hopeful voices their gratitude for living in praise of God's glory.

As the chestnut-haired brothers and sisters performed their beautiful and powerful singing with all their hearts, the surprisingly stretching singing magically grew louder and resonated throughout the village.

The ten monks who were in the square, the villagers who were causing their faces to be drawn to fear, and the villagers who were frightened by the unusual singing, overheard the familiar hymns that were sung in the village as if they were breathtaking.

It was a "holy song" containing waves that neutralize and defeat the song of the evil demon king.

"Sage Grecas! The Neutralizing Realm Expands... Demon King's Song, it's going to be deactivated!

"Beautiful. Wow, the darkness... the evil voice is retreating...!

When Metius told him so in a bright voice, Manuferno lifted his uneven round glasses and stood up loosely.

The songs of evil curses scattered in an attempt to plant despair and fear in the hearts of people were now spreading mist.

"I was born in this village. It doesn't make you feel right."

It trembled in the alley leading to the square and also reached the ears of those who had a look of despair.

The singing voice of the boy (Iola) and the girl (Riola) becomes magic itself, breaking the "demon king's song" of the disastrous darkness and neutralizing it. That was just a miracle sight.

"Ugh...? Beautiful, you."

A thin, lean young girl raised her face.

The face, wet in tears and drawn to fear, eventually turns calmly as she listens to the song.

"Ko... this is...!

The old woman crouched and stretched out her trembling hand to heaven.

"I'll pass it on to Tibalagi... it's an old day, a hymn!

"The holy song is erasing the horrible demon king's song!

Surprise and blurring eventually spread like ripples thrown into the lake surface and quietly began to return a light of hope to people's eyes.

"Are those two singing!

"So those guys... what the hell?

The villagers' gaze was poured on the two people who stood in the squares of the Cathedral, which became the source of the earthquake of terror (...) and continued to sing without being timid by the abundant red and black evil waves.

"Domu...... GOOOOOO!?......! Yep... Yep! WHY...... WHY NOT YOU GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (D)

The voice of the great priest Kattura was no longer transformed into a horrible groundhonking voice, like that emitted by the 'demon god'.

The source of the demon king's song (...), when groaned abominably, further overflowed with fluctuations like red and black mucus.

It manifested itself as a translucent substance visible even to those without magic, erupting from windows all over the Great Church to shape one creepy human form after another.

"Yi...... Yi! '" Kii...... Yikes!

"Sage Grecas! Most enemies! The Dark... Spirit (Van Gard)!

"You're going to attack Iola and Riola!

Without eyes or mouth, a rubbery, people-shaped demon with a full body of red and black is a kind of golem soldier collected based on semi-materialized "Dark Waves".

A number of bright red light points emerged on the tactical information display (tactics): five… ten, no… twenty. Still gaining momentum.

No expression, but he obviously began to move towards his brothers and sisters playing the holy song.

When I jumped out in front of Iola and Riola, I picked out a combat magic ceremony from the Tactics display. Now I have nothing better to do than work my own avant-garde.

"Lentomia's on fire magic for backup! Get a lot of ammo! Manuferno offers holy prayers with blessings (fest)! Metius helps Iola and Riola continue their song, never stop the song!

"Yes, sage Grecas!

"Leave it!

"Blessings (Fest). The power to resist evil forces!

Lentomia inspired several flaming chunks over her head, and shot and unleashed her aim. The interpersonal flame magic was too much firepower to dust one dark spike.

Go at the same time as a direct hit! and swelled like a balloon when wrapped in a fierce fire column, and at the next moment bounced along with the batun and damp sound.

"That's brittle! I'm not letting you near Greg! What... Huh?

Lentomia blinked her eyes.

Oh, my God, the fragmented red and black fragments moved out again and began to gather.

"Play. I'm going back to normal!?

"Eh! That's against the rules!

"I see... a renewable golem, you mean"

And the upset was spreading to the monks in the square as well.

"Damn... the monster just showed up from the church!

"Master Kattura!? What the hell is this...!

Surprisingly, the twelve priests who remained in the square (Oracle) were more surprised than we were.

"Yikes!"

The Dark Spirit was suddenly attacked by one of the twelve monks (Oracle) nearby, a skinny lady monk who seemed fortunate. As soon as he was grabbed by his arm, Joo and white smoke rose and distorted his face in pain.

"Hii!?

"You monsters!

A monk who seemed to flex his whole body muscles waved his fist and blew out the upper body of a red and black monster. Fragments splash like red and black jelly over vishari and cobblestones. White smoke rises from my fist, but there's no wind to worry about.

In that gap, other companions rescue the Lady of Thin Happiness monk, but the Dark Spirit was beginning to play with cheats and red and black fragments moving.

"Anger!

A monk with a giant iron stick sank away several "dark spirits" with a chunk of iron.

It blows away in an instant, but in less than ten seconds, it plays itself back into a human-shaped demon again.

"Ku!? These guys, heh!

"Yikes!"

"Kiiiiiiiiiii!"

- I still have to beat the root of my magic. We need to buy time for that......!

"These are the Twelve Monks! Anyone with a weapon can hold these monsters in! Protect the people of the village!

"Sage Grecas......!

"Who listens to you, Boquete!

"Yes, you are! Give us our magic... give it back!

A small back-length monk raised a protest with a golden cut.

"... I can't do that. Your source of magic is the evil god who was absorbing people's suffering and grief behind this church (...) itself. Sooner or later, you'd have been taken in by dark magic and become unwilling puppets, just like the creepy monsters."

Well, some unconfirmed information is mixed up, but it's not a big lie.

I stretched out the mucus magic (Sloudou) like a munchkin, and further inspired the resonance crushing ceremony (Reginancia), which tore the Dark Spirit in two.

Bishari and red and black "liquefied magic fluctuations" splash, but they didn't defeat them. At best, you have ten seconds to earn it.

"Hey, what...!

"Sage...... Grecas, is that... true"

"We, too, are offerings... you say"

It won't be easy to get along with bitterness, grinding, sorting out feelings, etc. Acts that I have believed to be righteous, such as the fact that the object was colored by misinformation or lies.

"I'm not a liar. But you guys had faith, didn't you?... He says he will build the kingdom of God and his doings. Then now is the time to protect and fight the weak."

"Yes...... We are here to create an ideal society without suffering."

"Oh. This is not what a bad-hearted glasses sage would say. This is our... will."

"Unfortunately, Big Monk Zheng (Katura) lost his desire. The power of God... a traitor."

"But"

"But..."

"Well, what can I do!?

"If......, then let's shake it, my fist!

A giant monk blew up the "Dark Spirit" that approached him as if to shake off his strays.

"Oh! We have our ideals!

Among the monks stood before the monsters, half beasts with good bodies, monks with iron bars, and monks of giants.

He began to smash the "Dark Spirit" one after the other, attacking the villagers and trying to make a scream of pain and despair his offering.

That was the answer of the Twelve Divine Monks (Oracles).

"" "Let's go. Whoa, whoa!

However, there were already nearly thirty Dark Spirits on the tactical information display (tactics). There is no point in knocking them down or knocking them down.

- Guru!

- Brother Gu, no!

Iola and Riola don't stop singing, but they are upset by the boulders. Stopping the song will make the movements of these "Dark Spirits" more active, making it harder for Iola and Riola to enter the church to defeat Katura as well as becoming dangerous.

and... Unexpectedly, the movements of the Dark Spurs stopped. And he turned to bitterness, and bowed, and began to fall behind.

"Sage...... Grecas, this is!?

"Oh, this is... oh, my God"

I looked back. And I couldn't contain the surprise and the boiling excitement.

Seeing the villagers gathered around the square, singing a holy song with one person and another.

There is nothing to fear from the "dark spirits" overflowing from the church, the old lady having children, the men surrounding the square and singing together.

The voice gradually became louder and more powerful.

The movement of the Dark Spirit stops and, on the contrary, begins to twist and retreat.

"Guru! Everyone in the village......!

"Guys...... Guys! Sage, give us strength... help us with the song!

Riola called out loud.

Responding to that voice was the singing of even louder and more aligned people.

- The light of heaven, the day of downpouring blessings, I wonder if it's holy or not.

"Wow, this is... if this is it!

And the next moment.

A silver flashing figure ran through the square like a whirlwind.

"Ha...... ahhhhhhhh!

The sharp light was brilliant in multiple ways, blowing the spirits of darkness across as many as ten bodies simultaneously. Shockwaves (...) struck directly and the monsters burst one after the other, causing a massive fountain of red and black juice to appear in the square.

The shadow is Zushaaaaaaaa! and at the bottom of the iron shoe (eh) scatter a spark to offset the momentum of the rush and stop, buh! and looked back as he shook off two silver swords in both hands.

"- You kept me waiting, Greg! It's a big stage for bellyless exercise."

It was Faria Raguntus, a woman warrior of Rudens with silver hair, who snapped away nearly ten dark spires in an instant.

"Faria, it's the best timing you can get."

"Ha, apparently...... right!

Continued!