The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!
Road to Rudens - Followers of the White Sphere
At the foot of the Falkisos Mountains, which received bright white snow, the "Hall of Wise Men" was slowly moving north.
It is the Northern Special Autonomous States, Rudens, that we are aiming for.
All the trees and paths are white, and the world covered with thick snow feels so quiet and dazzling that my heart is washed.
The landscape is full of snow and wooded trees on one side, but thanks to the translucent domed junction of the walking sage hall, there is no snow on the garden tip.
I can't prevent the slow dancing snow, but the snowstorm in the evening seems to have been prevented by the junction.
The air you inhale and the wind you stroke your cheeks to go are cold, but you don't feel the cold.
There is another warm item, while the performance of the "Robe of the Wise", a gift from the Metanostadt Sorcerer's Association, is further enhanced.
"Ah, Brother Gu, no, it... you're using it"
Riola called out to me as I stood at the garden and watched the view.
"Absolutely."
"I don't know, I'm happy"
"Really?
"Yes."
Riola smiles with heartfelt joy.
I won't forget the hair-woven muffler I have wrapped around my neck. It's a gift from Iola and Riola, twin brothers and sisters. I got it last winter, but this is how they still let me use it.
"Well, you better have something...... oh, I hit it!
The white sphere (...) was launched towards the blue sky with the sound of CONN!
"Io, run!
"Ah!? Oh."
Iola ran out pussy as she was bounced by Riola's cheer.
The aim is a square "base" placed at the end of the garden. Iola slowly ran through the base while the white balls fell to the ground and rolled.
"First base!
Iola jumps and expresses joy.
"It's annoying!
Luroni threw the ball, but Iola hit it. His disciple beat back the white sphere his master threw with a brilliant "stick of wood".
- Triangular ball tricks.
A simplified version of the so-called "baseball" that thrived in the original world, the one called Triangle Base.
Square wooden planks are placed in the garden at three equal intervals, but Iola, who is clever besides being in charge of Sunday carpentry, collects pieces and makes them. Carefully painted white with chicken paint.
"Wait!
Hemperoza, who was chasing a rolling ball, finally catches up and picks it up on the edge of the garden.
"Hempero, I'm throwing it over here -!
The catcher jumped and screamed. The twin tails of the pram rock well awaiting Hemperoza's return.
"Whoa!
Hemperoza threw it back here with a messed up form.
Naturally, the white sphere flies in a direction that isn't. Jump over the garden tip and hit the walls of the hall to bounce. Faria stretches back and catches it.
"Uhm, good idea to work out blows, slaughter, disease, everything, Greg"
"Faria, Faria......"
A female warrior smiled nicely as she finished herself and looked like Faria's outfit - an old silver armor.
The silver hair is tied to a ponytail.
By the way, ponytail is a better haircut for me than twin tails. Of course, I like natural hairstyles like Riola and Lentomia.
"This kind of combat training (...) is impossible for me!
"Don't stick around, it's not bad to move your body once in a while"
That's convenient, I just wondered if it would be nice for everyone to play outside once in a while.
Actually, it was Plum who told me to do this.
He told me that he played baseball games called "Triangle Base" the other day when he was interacting with local kids in Verse Cline in Hot Springs, and he was happy to talk to me.
You think everything is starting to fashion among the kids?
"It was fun. Yikes! Throw, hit, run, uh, hey, this is it!
The picture diary that sparkled my eyes and showed me depicted Plum and Hemperoza, as well as many new friends.
And over everyone's head was drawn a square base, a triangular line that tied it, and a round white sphere.
Ha? I also think it was a painting like I saw somewhere...... Still, I listened seriously to the way Pram told me about his friend so hard while he was tangled up in his arms.
'Good for you, it looks like fun, so let's all try it next time'
"Yes it is -!
So...
We're going to try it, too, and that's why we're here now.
"Uhm! It's gonna be judgment, instant power, and teamwork workouts, so I'll let you hit it next time."
Faria nodded as she had somehow interpreted and convinced herself, picking up a stick of wood that had fallen to the ground and taking a seat.
After sticking the wooden stick horizontally out so that he could lay his sword, the female warrior twisted his body to hide the stick behind his back with both hands in his hand, keeping his hips much lower.
Or it is the very structure of the Dragon Screw of Special Attacks.
"Come on, come on!
Faria lifts her eyebrows tightly to sparkle her emerald-colored eyes.
"Yes, go!
Lu rubbed, and with a nervous face, he swayed the white sphere wide... and threw.
- Hiccup!
The flying ball is carefully subjected to unstable rotation, what a slider-like orbit it draws and flies in a straight line with faria in mind.
"You can't hit me with this!
"Huh. Sweet!
BUOH! and with the sound of metaphors and nothing, Faria swung through the stick of the tree with all her strength as her whole body rotated.
But the ball passed underneath it and was sucked into the hands of the plum that stood behind it.
"Don't!?
"Huh, huh, huh!
The empty waving of Faria's entire body does miracles. What an ultra-fast, swinging wooden stick that instantly created a vacuum vortex to roll the white sphere into the air vortex.
"Ha!?
I held onto scarlet hair with my hands as the pram rounded my eyes, about to be sucked in.
The white balls sucked into the tornado-like vortex flew in a straight line against Lu with the vortex of the air, as if it were a reverse playback video.
"Haaaa!?
"What an asshole!?
Along with a vortex of vicious air, the white sphere strikes with a pitcher, Lu Hang. He turned it into a murder weapon, and Lu turned it into a reverse shrimp.
If so, it's me who was a fielder in the back coming at me.
"Brother Gu, no!
"Noooo!
I'd love to run off on the ground, too, but I have to show Riola, who's also a fielder on the side, the cool part.
but -.
The moment I tried to take the white sphere with my hand, the heavens and earth of the world flipped.
"Duh oh!?
Bones all over the body scream at the tremendous swirl of air and the rotation of the white sphere.
"Brother Gu, don't be sad!?
"Sage!
"Grey!?
Hearing the grieving screams of my companions, I had a full taste of kimomi rotation, and I was slapped to the ground holding the ball after a lot of aerial levitation.
Lu was right to make the decision. I was reminded at first that some white spheres I shouldn't want to take.
"... a, outo!
As I fell asleep on the ground, I lifted the ball with my trembling arm to show it.
Way to go, cool. Me.
I thought so, but across the horizontal view, I saw Faria banging a tackle on Iola.
"That sort of thing... rules... not"
Gakri.
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It's Rudens, Faria's birthplace, that's what we're aiming for, even as we squash time like that.
Apparently the official name means Rudens Rufolion Shire - the home of the brave Silver Wolf - or something.
The Parnomechian Mountains, which extend northwest, the Farkisos Mountains, which extend northeast, and the huge forest area, which extends into the hemline of the two mountain masses. Multiple tribes were gathered for a living in hunting, a country that was founded about three hundred years ago from now.
With such an ambiguous feeling that the territory is all about the forest, they seem to continue to this day, having a formidable warrior, yet being manipulated and sometimes integrated into history and inter-state thoughts.
From the village of Tibalaggi, home of Iola and Riola, there is its "capital" in the mountain nostalgia, which proceeded about 100 kilometres north.
That is, it is the capital of Rudens, Arctils.
While overlapping with the map information reflected in the tactical information display (tactics), I will set the course for the Sage Hall.
Eventually, across the snow-covered black forest, something began to appear.
"That's... ARCTILLS!
Continued