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

"Faria, sister! Really!?"

The silver-haired girl, wearing gear such as poor horseback riding warrior, loosened her rugged look when she saw Faria standing in the sage's hall.

"It's been awhile! Sanya."

"- Sister Faria!

"Ha! I didn't know you'd welcome me first!

Faria laughs and waves like a child.

Honestly expressing joy so far is about the time I mouthed an excellent BBQ. I mean, I guess it was a pretty happy reunion.

When the girl had a bright grin, she gently kicked the horse's side as she cleverly manipulated the reins and ran the horse again.

"Greg! That's Sanya, the top of my three sisters. Well, I have one brother."

Faria looks back at me quickly and says quickly.

"I see you look a lot alike! That temper for brilliant hands-on judgment...... You sound like a pretty good warrior. That's Faria's sister."

"Ha, no way. Still less than half a serving."

Faria is laughing with her nose, but she's not in the mood.

To say the top of the three sisters is that Faria is the eldest daughter and there are three sisters, including her, underneath.

Not all of them are Faria Reserves, muscularly resilient warrior sisters (...)......

It seems that the same thing happened to Iola and Lu staring at the horseback girl at the end of the garden. Unexpectedly, the three of us share a weak grin with each other, "" Ha... ""

As the horses approached, they could be seen bracketed with partial leather armor (plate armor) on a costume with characteristic Northern ethnicities. That sounds like equipment engineered not to kill the horse's agility.

The weapon may also carry one on the back, based on the feeling of a leather belt wrapped around the body, with two daggers that appear to be well-rounded around the waist and even one behind the waist.

Probably take a tactic of war that runs a horse and punches a sword into his opponent without mistake. Then the sword is fragile and disposable.

Probably has a one-strike special swordsmanship combined with skillful equestrianism.

That's right, my chest isn't as big and swollen as Faria's, but I can see it rocking very well as the horse runs.

"That's your sister, Faria! It's a lot like that."

Metius blinked his blue eyes as he shook his feathers. Brothers and sisters, is it the shards of your lifetime memory that make you wonder why the relationship between sisters is?

"So let's help the sisters reunite"

"That's right."

I used tactical information display (tactics) to slowly move the Sage Hall from "walking mode" to "parking position".

The high and low difference from the ground is close to 10 mertes when standing, but if you let it sit, you can lower the ground in the garden to a position like 3 mertes or 2 mertes.

Without sound, the "Sage's Hall" sits like a gym seat.

"Faria, sister!

"Right here! Come on up!

Sarya pulled her horse up to the nose of the hall and jumped her legs from the shadow to the ground of the hall.

It sounds like a heavy weapon, but it doesn't seem to weigh as much as it would. When you stand up steadily, you're shorter than Faria, but you have as much back length as I do.

Normally there's a tie for interpersonal defense, but now, of course, it's gone. If you want to jump in with momentum, it's because you'll be bounced back against an invisible wall.

"Oh, you're so light."

"Wow! I can't believe you can fly off a horse with that gear"

"Nice to meet you. My sister's taking care of me."

Exchange a bright and pleasant greeting with a pompous looking Lu and Iola. It seems surprisingly communicative.

Silver hair as long as the waist is carefully knitted into one, shaking like a tail on the back. The forehead is naturally flushed to the side and fastened with a metal cutout for both protective equipment.

The color of the eyes is emerald green. Clear large eyes, a neat, shorter brow. And pink stained cheeks that make you feel so young, thick lips that look soft.

Though she is a warrior, the atmosphere even reminds me of the illusion of looking at a mini version of Faria, in other words, a little "when I was young".

"Hello everyone. Excuse me for earlier. Sister Faria, thank you for your help."

A polite apology and greeting are communicated in a pleasant rhythm.

"I'm sorry to surprise you this way. I guess I should have let you know in advance, but how whimsical I was on my journey... Besides, your actions are legitimate as a national guardian, never mind."

"Yes. Uh..., you know"

When I spoke, Sarya grinned hard in confusion.

"Ha ha, this is the rumored sage Grecas. They're hyorous, they're glasses, but they're really magical."

Faria laughs as she slaps me on the shoulder.

"Yep... Yep!? Sage?! Lies...... young!

"Yeah, 70% of the first time we meet, we'll react to that."

Sanya blacks and whites her amazing eyes. Most humans would imagine an old wizard storing white beards... sorry to hear that. With hyoro glasses.

"Ugh, Master Grecas, the sage, can't tell by his appearance alone."

Fairy Metius flew flutter and said proudly with his hands on his hips at my shoulder mouth.

"-!?!?, fairy!? Ha... I've never seen it before!

"Nice to meet you. My name is Metius, and I am Grecas' great magical partner."

Metius cut the look in a rather playful tone. It was on my shoulder. Shit! and thump his legs, and arm under his chest.

"Wow..., I can't believe I'm friends with the fairies! You are truly a wise man, aren't you? Yes, no! Excuse me."

As soon as I tighten my expression, I thank you again deeply.

"I don't care, Faria's sister. Take it easy."

"I'm afraid…. I'm late. I'm Sanya Raguntus. I'm entrusted by the King with the border security of Rudens."

I see. I can also nod that I have high communication skills.

Moreover, the royal princess had set out on a lookout table, which was a major shock, in an attempt to protect her country herself. Naturally, the morale and fighting power of the other soldiers must be quite high.

The impression of a small but strong country becomes stronger and stronger.

"By the way... how did you know where we were coming from?

The centre of Roudens is almost circular and extends into the woods, as far as ten kilometres in diameter. The stone walls that surround the whole thing are more than 30 kilometers in simple calculations.

Nonetheless, Faria's sister drove her horse to greet us as if she had been waiting.

I wanted to know why I was able to pinpoint exactly where my "Sage Hall" was going so far.

"As strange footsteps (...) approached this morning, it was rumored"

"Footsteps...... so"

Saying yes, but what are you worried about?

At least, it's equal to the perceived agitation magic (Imagine Jammer) that had been deployed so far and the invisible junction had been nullified.

Moreover, this Princess Sanya (...) is not the only one who has seen through it. There were so many people not feeling rumored (...) that even the direction of progress would have been predicted and prepared.

With that in mind, Sarya's rapid deployment and heavy armament are convincing.

Perhaps some of the walls "watchtowers" that Sanya had run out on horses were awaited by soldiers to guard them.

- Don't be afraid, Rudens.

It is one of the few autonomous nations to have defeated a crowd of demons to push against in the Demon King match and played national defense at their leisure.

Even more, I have to realise that sending quality warriors to the Demon King's Crusaders and leading them to victory is still an unquestionable fact.

Faria breaks into a slightly pressing exchange.

"Sarya, have you grown a little taller?

"Already, my sister."

The sisters hugged each other there. Faria's metal armor and Sanya's skinned armor are bumping into each other, making the reunion between the two a monstrous thing.

Faria, my sister, gently strokes my sister's hair. I was able to ask how that was going from being a close sister.

"Greg, who's that sister?

"Sister Faria caught you, didn't she?

Plum and Hemperoza came at the garden tip.

Seeing the sisters embracing each other, Pram and Hemperoza share their likeable sentiments.

"This man is Faria's sister."

"Ooh? That's nice."

"Oh, my God, I knew it."

Sagna looked a little surprised when she saw the two of them. Apparently, you're surprised there are so many girls younger than you in the golem for a dangerous adventure.

Looks like Faria's explaining it to me there with her ears slapped.

"Iola, I could cookie, Dace."

And when Larna came, the garden became busier and busier. Princess Slime, a young girl, is still in the mood today and is rushing over to Iola's side and grabbing her arm faster than the guests who show up.

"Only Iola's were made by Me, Dace.... just a little bit of Me fragment in there, too, Dace."

"What kind of cookie is that?!?

"Aren't you going to eat me, Descar?

Larna looks up to Iola when she lurks. It wouldn't be as problematic as slime fragments if they looked like this.

"Yes, I do."

Even later came Riola and Manuferno, who were baking cookies inside.

They both wear white aprons from the top of their blue toned long dresses and look like adorable maids.

"Cookies, we'll bake them soon."

"Drink tea. How about tea for customers?

Her sister, who was embracing her, let herself go of Faria when she blushed like she was lit.

Then, upon posturing, he bows carefully and solidifies the invitation to tea.

"I appreciate the offer... but I can't even relax. In fact, I am very busy preparing for the Spring Festival... Rudens Apology Festival (...)"

In a polite fold, in the right voice, Sanya said, looking around at the facade of the hall.

"Rudens...... Apology Festival!?

Continued