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

"Is this five minutes, five minutes? Come on... let's settle this"

I took a step.

At the feet that make a dry noise with the casserole, the burnt and ashed pasture is scattered over a range of about five mertes in diameter. The stripped ground was dry and cracked, and smoke (dull) was still raised. It tells the story of the great calories of the Witch's kingdom, the Burning Purgatory (Inferno Prizna).

"All of you, sage Grecas......!

Old Gallier shakes his almost toothless mouth with a clatter as he opens his eyes to me with a fractured face like a clatter. At least it didn't look like the struggle was lost.

"... won't you leave"

When the bond between the Shinto Polaris (Auva Auralia), known as the strongest formation, was broken, I thought I would withdraw. I dressed Ate off.

"I can't retreat! As our identity and purpose remain known, everything is not a bubble of water!

"... you must have spoken voluntarily."

I sigh in awe.

Convinced of the victory, it's just the same to belabel and talk.

"I told you it was a souvenir of the underworld... give it back!

"Can you give it back, asshole?"

I'm not going to know what we're talking about, but that's where the wild voices crack in.

"We have justice too!... Sir Gallier! Sword over here!

"Whoops! This belongs to the Lord, you can wield it fully."

The old wizard Gallier threw a black dagger about thirty centimetres long in his hand to the big wizard Morhalaam.

"Understood!"

A sword called Magina Breica. If its original owner uses a curse like a mountain ambush, it is also convincing.

Because a normal wizard can't have a sword or anything.

I mean, this giant man, Morhalaam, is a wizard. You mean the "magic swordsman" nearby?

"Noooo...! Suck my magic and turn it into a piece of flesh... Magina Breica, dress (accelerator) ugh...!

Chanting the spell with a rugged ghostly face, a curse tattoo emerged from his entire body. When you get the black aura up, it sucks into your sword as you wind the vortex. With an evil black glow, the sword stretched about twice as long as a crisp and a creature.

At the same time, a magic thread (Magiwire) resembling a bright red blood vessel is stretched out like a root and eaten into Morhalaam's arms.

"It's a terrible devil's sword, sage Grecas!

"Apparently, this one's a bareback..."

When Morhalaam wrapped a blacker aura of magic around his sword, integrated with his own body, he lowered himself and took the stand of a sword fight.

"Lord Grey! Oh his sword... it is a disastrous evil...!

"Ah. From what I've seen, even a scratch can curse poison you, and your whole body rots black and you die of stuffiness...... or something like that"

"You say you're rusty, but you're too scared!?

Lu looked back in tears.

Nevertheless, it is by no means a frightened eye.

"Don't worry. I'll give you the blessing of guardianship."

I chant a cursed antibodies formula (vaccine) to Lu. Blessings (festivals) are convenient and can be seen in the magic of Manuferno.

The effect duration is five minutes. Although it is difficult to prevent completely because no magical analysis of the curse of the enemy has been performed, we can expect an effect that does not contribute to some extent to the curse that attempts to enter the body.

"Terrible cursed sword, but it is man (...) who is manipulating it"

"... I understand!

Having instantly understood the meaning of the word, Lu nodded strongly, posing a single-edged sword slushly low.

I instantly understood the role of being the swordsman (Serveria) against what had the sword.

Without even a slight sneak, the cat-eared swordsman rushed out with such agility as to target the prey.

Leaving behind a slight footsteps and signs of air, Lu noticed that he was jumping into a breath with a magical swordsman's nose (two places) hanging 15 merte away.

Two mertes, already in between each other.

"I didn't expect you to jump in. It's petty! You've come to offer blood to the sword!

"Please don't... Rock!

Lu disturbed the moment his opponent waved his sword down the upper stage, the leg of a constant speed he had been running until then, by taking only a few steps. Then kick the ground with the opposite leg from the axial foot and fly diagonally to the left.

"Colour...... ugh!?

Wrong sighting and timing, the sword of the curse waved down by the giant magic swordsman cut the sky without capturing Lu. And beat the momentum to the ground.

Next moment, bazi! And there was an unpleasant sound, and the stabbed ground of the sword instantly changed like a black hedron. It still looks like a powerful corrupt cursed sword.

"You're worse than I expected!

Still flying to the left of his opponent, Lu twists his body half a turn with his right leg as an axial foot, waving a horizontal, single-letter sword as if to chop off the tree as it were.

"Ahhh!

"Sweet!"

Giyin! and the enemy instantly cuts back with a black sword as he twists his body too. The black sword and the cutting tip of Lu's sword zip, zilli! and scatter red and black sparks.

It's not just the power of magic, it's the skill of the sword.

"- Can you hear me, Lentomia!

At the same time as I see an impending emergency, I ask Lentomia for fire support. Because I saw witch Fritine inspiring some bright red flame magic.

"Ho ho ho ho ho! Would you like a direct ball match? Then... the flame magic of the wax... try how far you can stand it! Ooh ho ho ho ho!"

"Can you hear me, Lentomia! Fire support attack, please! The distance is approximately 800 Merte in a straight line. Can you deliver it?

'Huh? You're a neighbor two blocks away. I can afford it.'

A bright Lentomian voice was heard through a silver ring.

As a matter of fact, at this distance, the flame magic of Lentomia reaches. Even though Terminal Phase guides, or lets the enemy strike directly, do so on this side, it's still comforting to me that I can't use flame magic.

- Confirm fire support magic ejection. End of ascent phase, to horizontal flight. Ten seconds to arrival, nine seconds...

The tactical information display shows the light point labeled 'Fire Spear Magic (Falancia)' fired by Lentomia's hand flying toward us at a fierce speed.

Beyond that vision, Lu was once again receiving a sword from the upper part of Morhalaam's body.

"I got it!

――

At that moment, a "black curse" with a cursed sword wrapped around him became a sword chi (kenki) and hit Lu. That's a complete surprise.

Only the black magic sword tip penetrates the metal knife and strikes directly at Lu's face and shoulder - not.

"It's a prospect."

Lu flipped Hilary as if to dance when he pulled his strength from the sword.

The wizard of a giant man who is disfigured and flaunts himself at the foresight.

When a black cursed sword plunders the tip of the Shippo, it crashes into the ground and creates a "dark stew".

"Heh... you're kidding!?

Lu turns as he goes, then goes on to kick the ground and fly. A cat-eared swordsman (Serveria) twisted his body like a tornado in the air.

And then he glanced at the face of a lowered curser, brilliant with a silver flash.

Gokkaan! and Morhalaam white-eyed with the dull sound of striking out his skull with an iron stick.

"Or............ ha!

Behind Luluoni, who lightly lands on the ground a few steps away, the giant magical swordsman collapsed from his knees to the ground in turn.

Zuum, and I made the sound of rocking the ground, but I didn't even have time to scream.

"Yes, one blow and you say you can't fight. Oh!?

With Lu's special sword, he could have severed his neck from his torso.

"Don't kill me in front of Lord Grey."

Lu with her cat ears pinned and her amethyst-colored eyes narrowed. And quietly serve the sword to the sheath. He says he's done his job as a swordsman, and later he's going to decide what to look like.

"Lu! You used to see out that magic sword."

I admire it unexpectedly. If it was that timing and distance, it wouldn't have been strange to be wearing a cursed sword from your face.

"Huh? Because... compared to Ergonote's" The Dawn of Thunder God (Sundagaard) "(Holresort)... it's farting"

"Ha, I don't know, sure"

"So, there you are."

This would be the difference in experience (...). Lu is a fine swordsman (Serveria) as well as a disciple of the brave Ergonote (...).

"Oh, my God! But your opponents are not me!

"Oohohohohoho! This is a magic showdown, shall we say!

Next to the witch, old Gallier himself had begun to inspire magic like blue-purple lightning. When the excess lightning ran at Gallier's feet, it froze white in an instant.

- Thunder strike magic in the cooling system! And witch flame magic!

Both top senior magicians. It's going to break my bones to deal with them at the same time.

We can prevent it if we isolate it, but we can't use it more than once in relation to duration and magic consumption.

"Then it's a gift from me."

"Huh!?

"Ha!?

Lentomia's unleashed fire spear magic induced her to fall rapidly, knocking them over the heads of the two wizards.

The sound of cutting air, flashing, and bursting.

But just before, the transparent wall seemed to inhibit the flaming assault body.

I heard laughter before the smoke went off.

"Hihihi, it doesn't work..."

"Could it be something like this? What about Dickamaran's Wizard Flame?

Looks like they put up a strong anti-magic junction over there to prevent flame magic.

I'm surprised we just bounced back Lentomia's flame magic, but if we're going to have a hard defense against each other, it seems like it would be a good idea to use another hand.

That's right.

Ask Metius to use the example (...) thing he has been planting for a long time.

The explosion now seems to have helped me enough as a glare.

"So... why don't you eat my attack magic (...)?

"Hihihi, you're not confident!

"Oh, you smell like a dangerous man, ho ho."

I'll be there to gaze at Metius, the fairy of nostalgia. And, thinking that Metius had popped over my head, he made a playful voice.

"Oh!? Poor sheep...... It must have been hard to rustle. But that body was fed (...) and reincarnated!

Point to the carcass of a dead sheep caught in the cursed line. Our distance is about ten mertes. But it was already just white bone.

"F, huhaha......!

I moved my arm magnificently and manipulated a magic thread (MagiWire).

Responding to it, the ground around the two wizards rippled simultaneously.

"-! Hey, what's not!?

Old wizard on the way, Gallier hah! and peel out the eyeballs with a bone-like face.

"Hey, what the... this is ah!

"Stupid when!?

Nuature...... and Gallier. When old man lifted his leg, green mucus (...) pulled the thread behind his leg.

The ankle of the hastily jumping witch is already tangled with mucus objects.

There were countless pieces of green mucus around them.

"Huh!? Hey, hey! Dirt......!

"S... slime... then!? When!"

"I grew it with magic thread (Magiwire) while I was trapped in the junction. Poor... use the sheep's wreckage as bait."

Lift the glasses with your fingertips.

"Oops... Oops! WHAT... THIS! My body... paralyzed...!?

"Get up... I'm coming up! Hey! Ah!?

The two magic chants were disturbed, the magic misted, and vanished.

It should be all of them. There can be no one who can chant magic flat to the feel of cold mucus crawling from his feet.

"Oh, yeah, sage gu gu reje kaaaaaaaa!

"You insult me... with something like this. Ha!

Beat the little flame magic the witch inspired quickly to her feet, but just blew some of the slime away. There are already dozens or hundreds of slimes on the ground. The size is about the size of a palm. It is also vibrant in its cute green colour due to its indeterminate type.

It's too late where I rammed to shake it off. It's not easy to shake off mucus life clumping around your body, even if you want to hit a flame and burn it.

Plus, it's a special blend of special slimes with plenty of my Magic Transmission Inhibition (Magina Code Jammer), Reverse Osmosis (Virus) Autonomous Driving Formula (Appct).

I gathered the fine slime that inhabited this ranch with a magic thread, rapidly raising the corpse of the sheep and my magic to feed.

"Oh, my God! Come on!... with these ridiculous hands!

"Oh ho ho ho ho!? Back...... back is no good, ho ho!

Wizards who extinguish themselves on the ranch. You started to paralyze with the fear of crawling around the inside of your clothes, and when you fell to the ground, more slime swarmed its body, filling it with vecha.

When I wondered if my stretched arm had cracked and cramped, I was covered in green mucus and became gaggy and quiet.

"Lord Grey... are you going to be eaten up?

"No way, I don't eat raw meat."

This could be called a "revenge play" of the sheep caught in the "curse of black death" and lost their lives pitifully.

"I have my vengeance."

A fairy smiled black and fell on my shoulder.

"Huhahaha! Have you tasted it in particular? Sage attack."

"Sage Grecas, you have a lovely smile."

"You too, Metti."

"Well!"

Huhaha! Woof! and a refreshing laugh reminiscent of spring echoes the ranch.

"So what do these people do? Sage Grecas."

"Right...... I'd like to ask you something, and I'll have someone pick you up later."

Say thanks to Lentomia through the silver ring. And when I could shake it, the beautiful castle of Rudens gleamed in the leaning sun caught my eye.

- Well, there's still going to be trouble...

"For now, let's just say we'll rendezvous with everyone. I'm kind of hungry."

"Yes! Sage Grecas!

"So, there you are."

We slowly started to walk our way back.

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