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

"Are you referring to the new threat, the picture of the prophecy painted by the children, the 'Square Dragon'?

Ergonote narrowed his eyes with a golden iris and asked with a careful mouthful.

Mixed with paintings from all over the country at the Metanostadt Cultural Festival were a myriad of incredible paintings unconsciously depicting a motif called squares and triangles, and circles.

"I can say yes, but I can also say no. Now it's just... But it's bound to happen soon."

The princess, with her brilliant Linglou standing, had a soft grin on her mouth.

Words backed by deep intelligence and reflection are like Zen questions.

"I don't like stories that don't clarity..."

If you try this man, it would be the Demon King, but the Warcraft, but it would be much easier to have a clear "enemy".

I am confused by the princess, who is still worried about getting ready for an invisible enemy. It's like catching a cloud, like a vague, unclear threat.

Ergonote thought of that inside, but when he put his arms together with a difficult face, he sank himself deeply into the couch.

"The Prophets of the Palace of Kings, The Chanters of the Stars, have renounced the fortune of this year's auspicious murderers, as the operation of the many stars that shine in the sky is disrupted and the future cannot be chanted…"

Instead, it was a festival of paintings at the Wide Area (Gloa) Prophecy Magic (Propacia), or Metanostadt Cultural Festival, that was secretly transferred to execution.

derived with the sensitive sensibilities of the children. That was the abstract shape "square and triangle, and round".

"The scholars take that painting, and the square is the wall, or the difficulty. Turn it around, it means a threat, and the triangle means something that breaks it, the sword, and a strong king. I mean, political (...) difficulties for the kingdom will appear soon, right? Some people said that the circle meant the world itself."

I say with a smile in mind. It's like you don't believe in the rules or the analysis of the royal palace scholars.

"The king... did not heed the princess's prophecy," he said?

"I was smiled down. But a wise and generous king told me to leave such matters to you. So... I took over some things."

Behind her eyes like blue jewels, she did not see feelings of remorse or indignation.

What dwells in the eyes is the belief in protecting people and the country, and the joy of gaining freedom. They were a mixture, a strong, shining star-like light.

"The princess believes that threats like the former demon king, Denmark, will emerge anew. Why does it seem that way when the prophecy is also vague?

"Threats suddenly appear with our guard down. Did you forget? One of those giant warcraft (...) that you fought for yourself near Wangdu."

"Sure, that's true..."

It was with Desplanetier, a giant warcraft that appeared neglected near Wang Du.

It is supposed to be a retaliatory attack by the remnants of the Demon King's Army, but the truth is that it is a monster that even the princess did not want to raise in the Grecas Hall.

Here's the upside to what the people know about the case.

Grecas, the wise sage, noticed as soon as possible the emergence of a giant monster manipulated by the remnants of the despicable Demon King, and only one man dared to challenge him. Where the struggle was forced, about thirty knights, led by Knights Commander Vilstein, rushed to fight together. Moreover, below the brave Ergonot, the hero of Dicamaran stomped upon it, which destroyed it brilliantly after a fierce battle - -.

At this time, the Wang Metropolitan Defense Corps, which had 3,000 soldiers, did not even make the emergency call and just went right and left, later stood on the arrow of criticism as "useless".

This was also the direct reason why the Princess's proposal and life led to the formation of a special unit called the Central Ready to Respond Group (Methano) Special Operations Group (Militia).

At the time of the King's government's approval, neither the Royal Army nor the Knights had any objection to forming a "300-strong squad with a small turnaround and ready response to any irregular combat situation".

"Whatever happens, I want Ergonaut to continue to protect me."

A gentle tone, but a powerful voice full of unspeakable presence holds Ergonote's hand.

I mean, we're not going to let the brave man be free from here on out.

"Mm, whatever. No… so, sir."

"Ugh, now's a good time."

Quietly pulling out the white gloves, he touched the brave man's hand directly with his beautiful bare skin hand and smiled quietly.

"Ha, yes!

Even a brave man who is usually treated like a cold slave, his heart is already at the top of all this. It would be the sex of a sad man to try to protect the princess from the heart.

Princess Snoovel stood up and slowly circled behind the couch.

A carriage dedicated to the royal family. On the wall in that direction of travel was a luxurious tapestry.

It is a heavy tapestry embroidered with silk and gold threads of various colours in a thick cloth in red velour.

It is an elaborately woven scroll with the crest of the Royal Methanostat. In the age of mythology, the king's ancestors who descended upon the land succeeded in defeating the spicy dragon using the "holy sword" that they had received from God in trust. It's a portrayal of the myth that we've stabilized the world.

The red tapestry was preceded by a long silver scepter (shudder), which would show kingdom and authority, and a delicate "armor" made to match the line of a woman's body.

"But...... When a threat like that reappears, does prophecy alone cut that good?

"Woman's intuition."

A princess who says nothing for nothing to the confused voice of a brave man.

"It's... dependable"

A brave man shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh? I hope you forgot. We, the royal family of Courtiles, have had the power of prophecy and mystery for generations, haven't we?

Princess Courtilt Snoovel, First Empress of Metanostadt, said so, with a colour of confidence in her noble face, looked down at the ergonote sitting on the couch.

"No, it's not like you don't believe me,"

"My beloved sister, Metius, was also physically incapacitated, but had the power of a strong prophecy. I prophesied about the birth of the Demon King and the horrors that spread to the world, and the brave and wise men who could confront it, their companions, as stories (...) and made them brilliant.... unfortunately left the world at the age of fifteen"

"Princess Metius......"

Ergonote blinked her eyes and gave her a look like she noticed something.

It was the name of a fairy girl whose best friend, the sage Grecas, had placed on her side for some time, always acting together.

"I have the same blood as my sister. So I believe in my instincts and hunches."

Princess Snoovel said so and stood quietly in front of the armor.

Then the maid clothes girl quickly approached her and clutched the princess's long hair together handily, knotting it over her head as she twirled. The brave man was blinded by the golden hair and white neck muscles that quickly soared high.

"Leistoria"

"Ha!"

One of the wizards, a half elf of a white child called Leistoria, was seen to perform a magical chant. Quietly move your fingertips and draw multiple magic formations in the air while doing a pretty fast chant.

"- Holy Cloak Crown (Crossia)"

"Ooh!?

When the armor decorated behind the princess shines and the parts that make up it disappear one after the other, it becomes attached to Princess Snoovel's body at the next moment.

He began to cover the princess's body one after the other, as if he had worn it there from the beginning, with a golden glow on his toes, shins, knees, legs, hips, and in turn.

It resembled the brave Ergonote calling his own armor with the brave magic of 'armor vapor deposition (metallic)'.

Attached princess warfare outfit, it was the magic armor of silver called "Royal Armor".

"Ambitious, princess"

"Oh, my God, my chest is so tight."

"Greetings, princess"

"You're welcome, Ergo."

The specially shaped armor wrapped from the top of the dress gave the princess courage while leaving a skinny, luxurious feminine line.

Equipped along the line of the blue dress, the shining metal armor draws a soft yet powerful curve.

When the maid's girl lowers the hair she was knotting up, she quickly fixes the messy hair. Her hair regained a beautiful golden color that rippled loosely covered the princess's enchanting breasts and hips.

"Princess, we are arriving."

"I'm looking forward to it. I wonder how much my loyal knight's power is."

With a poor grin, the princess flipped a dress with armor.

Shit, a bunch of white and black carriages slipped a heavy body into the corner of the Yakuma practice area.

Continued