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

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"Sage Grecas, it's amazing! Hot water is flowing from the cave into the river!

Methius, the fairy who has witnessed the marvel of nature, enlarges her blue eyes.

"Hmm, nature is amazing."

At the front I saw a cave with a dark mouth.

The entrance is three meters high. The width is about five meters. It's dark in the back and I can't ask. It seems to continue like a labyrinth as it gradually narrows.

Unlike a normal cave, there is a river about a merte wide from the entrance, and the white hot air rises.

This is the source of the hot spring town of Verse Clin.

Right next to the entrance to the cave was an artificially dug pond about ten mertes in diameter, where river hot water poured in and stored.

Confirmed by tactical information display (tactics), the river temperature is above 50 degrees.

Iowa and ground-derived components crystallize, dyeing the ground around the pond white and yellow. So far no dangerous volcanic gases or decreased oxygen concentrations have been detected.

"The outside temperature is three degrees, but in the cave it's something like 20 to 30 degrees... Pretty hot, but not so much a sauna."

I'm in the midst of scanning (scanning) the cave to the fullest extent possible in a highly oriented enemy junction (circle). Information appears in tactical information displays (tactics), but it is necessary to pay close attention to non-demonic threats.

At the edge of the pond were several karakuri like wine barrels, from which a thick rubber hose stretched to the town. By successfully using the pressure of magic and hot water vapors, these serve as pumps to pump water up and send it to the city inn (...).

From what I've seen, it seems designed to use a form of "morphologic maintenance magic (sonomama)" to keep the temperature of hot water from dropping.

- The wizard of the Hot Springs City Guild, that's quite something.

I wrap my tongue around how witty magic works, too.

Nevertheless, only two of the five magic pumps in the corner are running. The hot water in the pond, which would be 5 mertes deep, had also been reduced to less than half.

"... this is the Hot Springs Cave... I've never seen it before"

The Dwarf girl standing beside me turned her eyes round.

"Wasn't it in the land of Feiftis?

"... I've seen a few caves in the groundwater vein, but I've never seen a hot spring come out"

"Well, experience is valuable, please."

"... Roger, glasses"

- "Fire Dragon Cave"

Natural lava caves spanning a total extension of several kilometres.

According to search magic (Gögor), it is a cave that leads to the old crater of Mount Verse, a dormant volcano. It's a complicated structure that would get lost without a veteran's guide, but the search magic (Gögor) map search (Mappa) has confirmed the map inside.

The labyrinth consists of a first, second and third layer from the entrance and a pyramidal three-layer structure that narrows as you go.

The kind of labyrinth (dungeon) that climbs and goes, similar to the crater cave on Paradise Island, but you won't get lost as long as I'm around.

"Wow, I can help you too!

Metius burned his rival heart to Fiftis, or he put a small face on my cheek.

When fairies approach, they smell like flowers and feel the warmth of the sun's rays. This is energy to prove the fairy exists, but enough to keep it sneaky in my nostalgia in cold weather.

"I know. But the cave is narrow enough to fly around, and the direction of the enemy is known. Metius needs to stay as close to me as possible."

"Wow, I get it."

Nodding with a dull, nervous face. Apparently a little scared, with slightly moist blue eyes.

Going now is a cave lurking with unscrupulous demons. Metius has the ability to partly represent me in my magical processing, and he is an indispensable partner in my magical wisdom bag.

"I need Metti's help. If you're afraid of the bottom of the dark ground, you can hide in your nostrils."

I whispered softly in a voice that only Metius could hear.

"I'm not that timid anymore, sage Grecas."

Looks like the fairy got ready and decided where to find my robe collar.

"Tell me the same thing!

Now Lentomia's clinging to my arm. Scratch the sage's robe and grab his arm and lean back.

"You heard me..."

"Elf ears aren't Dada. Greg's voice sounds basically anything."

A half elf with a small tongue. What a horrible stalker statement, but the eavesdropping ceremony (...) that was planted on the matching "silver ring" that was the two of us should have destroyed...

"Well, if you get Lentomia. Sage Grecas said I needed my help the most, didn't he?

On, with a soot face, the fairy looked down at Lentomia with her face out of her collar.

"Metius, don't you get me wrong? The most important thing is me."

Look at the little fairy with Lentomia's challenging face.

"No. My magic is closest to Grecas the Wise."

"I'm the one who taught Greg magic!?

"I may have taught Lentomia, but I was born of some of that magic."

Pinching me is a half-elf wizard and a feather-bearing fairy. It also looks like a very fantastic sight, but a very barren feud.

"Ah! No more! Metius is my most precious magic partner, and Lentomia's more special friendship than anyone else, right? So don't fight any more!

"Well......! I knew I was the best!

"Yeah......! I knew I was special."

While sighing, the inside doesn't feel bad that someone likes you. On the contrary, I can be quite happy.

"Well! Everybody ready!?

I looked back and spoke to the member who was checking my gear.

"You can always do it!

Lu, a swordsman with cat ears (Serveria), replied nicely by checking the knife he had lowered to his waist. Besides his favorite single-edged sword, he wore Spiano's curved knife as a spare.

"Oh, this is not an amulet."

Smile lightly.

"Um, safety comes first today! I'm going to make sure you don't worry. We'll be back no matter what happens by dinner."

"Regardless."

If you have any unexpected circumstances that we "attack members" cannot deal with alone, you can withdraw once without being forced to do so. Worst case scenario, because an open-air bath just turns into a shower.

After checking his gear, Luroni tied his hair like a magpie behind him. The entire body wears a black leather jacket and trousers and is equipped with a pointed glove.

He was wearing leather partial armor to protect his abdomen on his chest and shoulders, as well as minimal protective gear to protect his knees and shins. It would be a fairly lightweight category, more move-oriented than defensive.

"Hey, I'll be back in the evening. Be a good girl."

"Iola! Take Me too, I want to go, Dace!

Next to it, Larna on Iola's back was wasting her time.

Iola has her favorite dagger (short sword) lowered to her waist and is wearing the same skinned partial armor as Lu.

The dagger (short sword) had just been polished at the weapons store Loras Pavilion before he came here. Replacement was also recommended to improve stature and skill, but sudden gear changes appear to have been solidified by Iola as her proficiency decreases.

"Rana, let's leave this place to Iola, shall we? Let's go home and wait."

"Bu......"

Riola persuades him gently, but he never leaves Iola's back.

"He said the basement is in danger!

"Io, the danger is not dangerous..."

"Me can talk to Slime, Dace!

A pink-haired toddler sued desperately.

"Guru, what do we do?

Iola turns her chestnut eyes at me and bends her eyebrows in the wind that she's in trouble, but I'm also lost in judging what to do.

"Hmmm...... Rana, Pram and Hemperoza are resting in the inn too, can you please go back to the inn?

"Me wants to help Iola, Dace..."

"Help..."

Iola laughing bitterly.

I would have just said what I can help a young girl, even though I am in training for a boulder.

Me and Lentomia as a guard and Fiftis for this underground world offense. Both offensive and defensive "volunteer positions" had decided to be Iola and Lu.

And then two warriors, avant-garde personnel as helpers, are scheduled to rendezvous from "Hot Smoke Guild Verstave".

Originally Ergonote and Faria positions, but only this time they're vacant.

- Well, who (...) is coming as a "helper"...

I removed my cloudy glasses with hot air and breathed. Finally, keep the anticloudy magic. Well, it's a magical formula that emits high frequency vibrations on a regular basis and just evaporates droplets.

"... glasses. Why don't Larna take me with her because I'm walking with her?

"No, but"

"... underground slime, it's a big difference between being an enemy and being on your side"

"Fiftis is right, Dace. If Me is a buddy (...), I can talk to you, Dace!

While hiding on Iola's back, Rana said.

"I see... na"

I use slime like a limb, but it's just a magic thread to "command" me to stay.

Larna, the Slime princess, is capable of direct interference in this respect by a gentle "favor" by a hyperspace slime network.

By "companion," she means slime and half insect (Innosextian).

"Okay, okay. Follow me."

"Yay, Dace!

"Guru!?

"That's why Iola needs to carry Lara."

I put Pong and my hand on Iola's shoulder.

"Er!?

"Huh. Well, it's good for your ankle and hips. Above all, it goes to training that you should never take your back."

Of course this is Lu's joke though.

"Until Mr. Lu!?

I laugh at Iola, who had already begun to sweat, as Riola, who was wearing it to drop her off, dulls.

Anyway, the dungeon is a quick offense. Our aim is to eliminate the demons and return the Pillow (Curly) fragments of the Divine Root to their original location.

Round trip for about four hours. It's before 2: 00 p.m., so we'll be back at 6: 00 at dinner.

- And... it's a mixed-bath open-air bath.

Both Lu and Iola thought the same thing, so we gazed at each other and nodded cocklessly.

and -.

"Ho! Are you guys a party of Dickamaran heroes?

"Are you kidding me!? With the kid and the woman...... isn't it just the hyorogali wizard!

It was the two warriors who showed up there.

A warrior with a gentle face, a very wide giant, and a sharp, well-adjusted body.

"Hey......! I've been waiting for you, my help from the Alliance."

I slowly turned to the two of them, rocking my sage robe.

Continued