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

From a deep muddy sleep, consciousness was slowly beginning to awaken.

- Ugh... what time is it? Still, sleepy......

In the intertwined consciousness of the pre-awakening dream and depression, the eyes were not yet open, but the light felt to be shining.

I don't know where, but I've been traveling from a distant world..., I've been having such a dream, like I've been having a sad goodbye there.

When I tried to remember, the core of my body trembled on Russia.

Though...

Your body is as warm as holding a kitten. It's a fluffy, gentle temperature like a fireplace that warms you up to the core of your body.

Besides, it also smells sweet and good like honey, like baked sweets.

- Warm......

What comfort.

"Greg, you're crying, and you're laughing."

"What kind of dream makes you laugh crying...?

Dull, I heard a whispering laugh in my ear.

- Plum......, Hemperoza?

"Pram sama Hempero sama! When this happens, I'll be the sage Grecas in your brain... and we'll storm, infiltrate, and see."

Shit! and two dots (...) hit my forehead. I guess the fairy stood over my face with both legs because of the temperature and small like that day.

- Metius... where are you standing...

"Ooh! Meti, Greg, are you in there?

"What do you care, you horrible fairy..."

The usual face comes to mind: a blinking plum and a half-eyed hemperosa.

"Oh! Me and the sage Grecas are one heart. It's more magically connected than anyone else."

This one proudly shakes off her golden hair comes to my attention. My nose tickles whenever I shake my back feathers all the time.

If I don't wake up, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

But I can't open my eyes. My eyelids are heavy, but I manage to get in the mood.

"Mm... Mmm...!

I roared and finally opened my eyes.

Heavy eyelids (eyelids) like lead didn't immediately listen to me, but I managed to lift them up.

I saw Metius's crotch in front of me.

I'm not wearing anything, I'm saggy... there's a dirty part of the fairy.

There is just white light in the morning sun backlight.

"Yikes!?

"Yikes!?

Doss! and stepped through both eyes and Metius flew away.

Fly ahead, in my study, to the usual ceiling.

"No... no!?

"Already! Sage Grecas! The One Who Shouldn't."

Pum, and the fairy puts her hand on her hips in the air and poses angrily.

"No... it's worse to open your big crotch and stand on your face..."

"Greg, I'm awake -!

"Nebulosu."

It was the girls on my left and right (...) who wobbled my body.

"Oh, you guys... did you dive in while I was asleep?

What you hear from both sides is a comfortable voice like the sound of a bell.

Turning his neck to the left and right as he shrugged, he leaned in perfectly and had a plum to shine his scarlet eyes on the right, and a hempelosa to narrow his black crystal-like eyes on the left.

The blanket was worn and the three of us slept together.

I'm almost naked with only trunk pants on my T-shirt.

The two are adorable flirty thin pyjamas...... well wearing something like a camisole. The hair was both lowered and the long hair flowed saggily over the sheet.

"It's warm when you do this."

"Push the weak eagles into the cold room and go to sleep with just one blanket, or don't say that to the wise man."

Comfortable softness pushes in from both sides. It tickles because it overlaps my legs, my body, and the sleazy.

But this makes me feel like a hell of a heaven.

"Whoa... you pulled thermal pipe heating in your room too..."

The fireplace waste heat is being passed through the building through pipes, but the range was also branched to go to all rooms, as well as carpentry work with Iola.

"But it's cold in the morning."

"That's right, human skin is good!

Those two became sexually insensitive, and I accidentally held them further with my left and right arms.

Cheeks on plum fluffy hair and rubs cheeks against Hemperoza's face.

"Ooh."

"Stop it."

"Oh...... that's so comfortable"

I'll relieve both of you who seem happy if you don't like it, too.

- This is... where I am.

"But why were you crying in your dreams -?

"But to a wise man, to have a scary dream?

"Hmm? Right... not scared but lonely dreams, I guess"

Perhaps I miss people because I had those dreams.

No, you're not.

- That's... the memory of the original world I was in.

I was sucked into a hole like a transfer gate that suddenly opened its mouth in the library, and I couldn't get out of a place like a dark universe.

Looking back, the other self was there..., that was me in the uniform of the school building (...).

Stopped by something like a transparent wall, I couldn't reach my voice screaming or tapping.

I'm slowly getting away from it.

The last thing I saw was a girl rocking me in a fallen uniform. It looked familiar... but I can't even remember the name anymore.

Some facial reminder of Manuferno, girl...

Muddy...... no, I got here through darker, stickier darkness. I don't know if it's from the other side of the universe or from a different world that can't be a dream or a reality.

But that's why you're saying what?

How many people in this world have memories of past lives?

And that's not necessarily troubling to live with.

Sure, it could have been a favorable memory to develop my magic and lead the fight to victory in the battle leading up to the Demon King's War... now, not necessarily.

I live here now.

"But I'm glad we're here."

"Right. I had a terrible dream."

"Ha, I guess so"

- Did you help me?

He naturally put his hand on Plum's cheek, glaring at his hair, and stuck his forehead together.

I was immediately pulled from the other side, "Don't just turn around," so next I turned the other side and hugged Hemperoza. It's a bummer, but I'm not letting you get away with it.

"Heh! Ho ho. Painfully -"

I don't know when the two of you got to my bunk (bed), but I noticed it seemed a lot cooler in the morning.

The inside of the glass window was white and cloudy.

When I looked out the window, I could hear the blurry trees turning white.

The hall had stopped moving to North Hot Springs Street Verse Cline last night and revealed its boundaries in the woods overnight when it stopped in a parking position.

"Snow...!

"It's beautiful, sage Grecas. You see, the Farkisos are white."

"Ooh..."

As the fairy wiped away the cloudy windows, a white mountain range was seen beneath the blue sky.

It lies further north of the village of Tibalagi in the Farkisos Mountains. Faria's hometown of Rudens is at the foot of that mountain, and Prucia, the country of silence, is on the other side of that mountain.

I was telling Metanostadt's Ergonote about the illegal occupation of the village and the abduction by magical painting in crystal ball communication.

Princess Snoovel immediately summoned a group of officials in confidence to determine the increase in border security and the dispatch of magicians from the Royal Magic Society.

Of course, the provision of supplies, personnel and funds to the village of Tibalagi itself seemed to be in the instructions, and the reconstruction of the village would accelerate.

Below the archdeacon Kattura, the monks seem to have followed the church repair and cleaning and apologizing to the villagers before heading to Pucia.

Now, for the moment, there was something dangerous, but there was something unfortunate about it.

I am talking about a monk named Old Gallier, who is missing, who allegedly gave dangerous treasures to the Great Monk Zheng Cuttura.

Where the hell did he get the treasure gear from and what was he looking for?

Was the resurrection of the Evil God the ultimate purpose?

In the end, the mystery remained.

One more thing.

When it comes to what the symbolic prophetic picture of 'Square, Triangle, and Round' means, it means that this case is not involved.

Sure, it was clear that it was Cuttura who did the magic to the painting painted by a boy named Lancult Haas, but with regard to the example painting, all the Prussian monks twisted their necks uniformly. I don't know, that was it, but it didn't look like he was lying either.

There is yet another secret to the prophetic painting of "Squares, Triangles and Rounds" unconsciously painted by children throughout Metanostadt.

The only clue is the phantom of the doomed world that Faria was shown to treasure.

The phantom that seems to have happened in the far past is a giant square dragon (?) They said it included footage of a triangular "sword" in the face of

- You still have homework to look into.

Wake up, I guess it's time to walk out.

But I wanted to feel the warmth of warm plum and hemperosa for a while now.

After hanging around like that for a while, I could hear the footsteps slamming up the stairs.

Turns out that belongs to a healthy Riola.

"Brother Gu, no, it's morning, I also baked bread."

Continued