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

- Be my girl.

I don't know if I'm going to hear this dialogue in real life, but I think it's going to be a long life.

Pushing Lentomia onto a tree at the garden tip, the second prince in dictation, but do you know that the adorable half-elf with the troubled face in front of him is a "man"?

If you don't understand, you can laugh, "No one can make a mistake," and if you know and dictate... I'm worried about tomorrow in this country.

Either way, Lentomia is a dear friend of mine, and I'm not going to give her away easily because she's one of those people who swore a hot friendship.

"Taking it in... maybe, but that's my friend"

"Oh, Greg!

"Shit..."

Poking a moment's gap, Lentomia, who quickly escaped, rushes over, grabs his arm and goes around behind his back.

"I told you, I'm a man, and you don't believe me, that prince!

"Isn't that common? I can't believe I get a voice in town all the time."

"I've been dressing as manly as I can these days."

Puku and Lentomia inflate their cheeks.

That looks cute again. But... it's a man.

Hearing our conversation, Second Dia changed her complexion to Russian.

"Oh, no... Really, man, is that...?

"That's why I told you!

Beh, and a tiny tongue toward the prince, but disrespectful to each other, we're not going to get angry.

"I hope so. The blood of an elf has many brilliant eyebrows, but it's late."

In retrospect, Prince Secondia of the boulder also seemed to have to convince himself and pushed silently. Seems pretty shocked.

"Oh, are you going to be a woman (...) for me...?

"No!

Why is the prince pushing too......, I get a headache.

I know what it feels like not to believe it, but it's also something that's troubling Lentomia every time.

The half elf outfit is a plain shirt with a good collar and half trousers and suspenders with folds underneath. The wizard's robe is not woven with feathers, but instead a coat for the school building.

It feels like a resourceful, boyish "lady" when you see it.

By the way, I think if you look at the slurry and stretched thin feet (...), you'll know it's a "boy". The point is that it draws another beautiful line that is different from the girl's soft curves.

He was a prince who looked remorsefully at Lentomia for a while, entangled in my arms, but he pulled his breath deep out of his nose and stretched his spine, whether he had sorted out his feelings.

When I looked closely, there was a band-aid on my forehead with an "X" mark.

It's probably a wound broken by Faria's head poke. He didn't seem to have one injury in the dragon hunt, but he didn't come back and let it bleed into his body without taking care of him.

"Say hello again, Prince Secondia. I am Grecas the Wise. This time we invite you to dinner..."

I thanked him deeply as I greeted him. But if you don't, it's going to blow.

"... sage Grecas, huh? I've heard a lot from my sister. He's one of the same" Heroes of Demon King's War "as my father."

The tone is working and suppressing, but there's a lizard somewhere.

One more step (?) So you think I interrupted you even though you were about to dictate Lentomia? Or maybe it's not funny in that he's the same as my father...... that is, a hero who made a name for himself in the Demon King's War.

"... there is no such thing. Compared to the prince's brave battle to hunt for the High Dragon himself. I'm just a wizard who's been protected by my sister."

The prince, who apparently received the words on par, observes me as he walks, feeling a little better.

"... Han? See that Horn of the Dragon? What do you think?"

"I see you're a giant dragon over a hundred years old. Wasn't it a difficult battle?

"Well. I'm almost done."

"Oh, my God! I let you get away with it," he said?

Surprise me deliberately.

"The magic of the wizard... he broke the line and fled."

"Hmm, that's too bad."

I see, if it came to an end, it might not have to suck (...).

The very act of hunting dragons is considered "taboo" in Rudens, but this is probably because of its relationship with the dragon people, the dragon people, who revere true dragons like gods.

Founded amidst vast forests connected to the Parnomechian Mountains, Rudens is also adjacent to the Great Forest of Kyodettil to the west. Only one river separates them, essentially one giant forest dweller from another.

Rumor has it that if you run along a beast path that only the Rudens know, you can get inside the Dragon Man (Draguns) in just about two days.

If this is about buying the wrath of the dragon men (draguns), it could be something like the legacy of "buying the wrath of the dragon and getting all the humans kicked out of the woods".

A land called Rudens is like a human enclave that has broken down forests and finally created, repeatedly fighting and prospering with nature.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your meals are ready!

I heard a voice calling from inside. Apparently, he's ready to cook.

The snowball battle between the Plums and King Sieheid, which had been fought a little further away, also seemed to settle the battle.

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"Come on, Minato, we'll talk about tough stuff later! Now let's say you're going to be cooking for my wife and Reiki Maidens!

Everyone leans the cup in unison to the voice of the king, taking the head to celebrate the safety of the journey and the success of the Apology Festival of Loudens.

"" "Cheers!

And drink up a cup with grape juice.

Iola in Riola in Manuferno so as to surround the long table. Spiano on Lu, Hemperoza on it and Plum, and Larna and Fiftis on both sides of Lentomia and everyone in the hall are seated.

"Nervous. I knew you'd be a little nervous."

"Ha, if you look at that king. No matter how casual, it must be the Royal Palace."

"Civilians. Because I am fundamentally a commoner"

"Same with me."

"Relief. Good. Hehe..."

I have a whisper conversation with my neighbor, Manuferno, like that.

Because opposite the long table sits the queen Caliwale, next to her, the country's oldest daughter, Faria, in a dress, headed by Andrua Sieheid Ragunnthus, the king.

Queen Carrier is a first glance, but she looks very sweet. He knits his hair in one piece and gives instructions to the maids to carry the food.

Would it be like softening Faria about three times and developing her cooking skills?

Next to it is my second daughter, Sanya. Amazingly enough, the impression I had when I met her was that she had untied her hair and flushed it down the back of her dress.

The dress is a light cherry blossom color, apparently made of the same fabric as Faria's.

Exactly like sisters, the atmosphere is gorgeous just because you two are in line.

"Surprised? I don't always wield my sword on watch."

"Oh, I think it's very nice."

Next to it sits the third woman Fondine, and the fourth woman Filina.

On a boulder, Fondine was changing from a maid's outfit to an easy dress. This one has a less decorative one-piece vibe, but fits well.

"It's the same without Aura, isn't it?"

"No, no, no, that's not true."

And the Fourth Woman, Filina, just looked at me next to her. Are glasses unusual?

"Sage Grecas, Filina seems to prefer an intelligent lord."

From next to the assortment of fruits, Metius made him exclude his face. Make it look like it would be fun to go around.

"Well, the youngest princess is what Faria said she likes to study most"

I promised you a study, and you're going to feel good.

So, Prince (...) Second is...

"Pretty, with those eyes? Don't you want to live here?

"Um... Um, sorry"

Sitting beside Riola, he puts on his cheek wand and stares into his chestnut eyes to peek in.

"Come on, you can't turn down the royal invitation, can you?

"I don't... I'm stuck"

"You don't have a problem with that, do you? I'll shut the fuck up."

Chestnut eyes float the colour of confusion and look at me chillier. Riola seems to be in serious trouble.

There's also Iola beside it, but she won't be able to tell her prince opponent anything on the boulder.

I thought we should get a help boat out here, and it sounded quiet and powerful.

"Secondary, you're behaving badly. Have a seat."

"Ha... yes"

It was Caliwale, the queen with a gentle grin.

In a few words, the prince stopped Napa and returned to the seat next to King Sieheid. Prince Yancha can't even lift his head to his mother.

"I'm sorry, Riola, Iola"

"Yes, no"

"Oh, yes."

Then the queen turned her face like a pottery doll toward Sieheid, the king.

"... you. I can't show you, so scold me."

"Ugh, um, don't be ashamed of Rudens' name, hey are you listening, stupid son!

"Ah!? Shut the fuck up, daddy!

Garru! And to his father, a prince who turns his fangs casually.

"- You or Secondary?

That's quiet, but full of the power to screw two big men. A voice that makes me want to suspect that it's carrying a huge amount of magic.

"Oh, whoa!

"Wow, I know... I will, Mother"

"I wish I knew."

King and son of Rudens to soothe a giant body.

"The strongest. Now I know who Rudens is the strongest."

"I see, I see..."

The hospitality of the Royal Rudens, the time for dinner thus opened the curtain.

Continued