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

The messengers who came to pick me up from the Union of the Strangers were six women with a lot of personality and a good look.

Well, it's attractive and good to watch, but they mentioned some really troublesome things.

"From now on, please tell our" Rosen's Supply Squad (Maidun), "my son-in-law (...)"

"Son-in-law which..."

I don't know how to twitch from anywhere. I don't know what to say about the boulder.

"I'll introduce myself later, but each one is just a talented woman from a famous family. Please tell me what it is. Of course... you are free to (...)"

... what are you free to do? Huh? Is that what you mean?

Intelligent glasses Beauty with a healthy full-bodied beauty, a woman with an impressive smile. To a rare supposedly cat-eared half-beast girl, a dodgy daughter-style glasses girl with an asylum appetite, and a half elf girl in a wizard-like outfit -.

I feel like my age has actually been poking my preference bumps in places like my 20s to my mid-teens.

There are spies in the villages of Metanostadt and Finovocchi, and they're not assassins sent in after exploring my hobby. Being able to "free" that is totally troubling...

"Hey...... Grecas"

"In the brain. I think I hear audio coming this far, though?

Faria and Manuferno threw their voices from behind with Bosoli. I don't have to look at your face. I know what you look like.

- Why don't you!

I turn back to me as I sift my head.

"Yes, no, no! Wait!? Listen to me, too!

"Are you dissatisfied? Oh... right. I forgot something important."

Kramlia, the glasses beauty, circled her eyes, "I shouldn't," and began to turn the leathery book she was holding beside her in a hurry. I thought it was a book, but the contents look like a notebook.

"- To the sage Lord Grecas, as a support for son-in-law, the title of Count (...) and the territory of 8,000 Octomertes, a hall with about fifty rooms, thirty servants and twenty horses. That and ten million perilla will be awarded in Stralian gold coins. As few as six heroes have saved the world... well, I was wondering if this would be reasonable to prepare for your marriage"

Cramlia without precautions.

But I hadn't actually heard from him on the way. The reason for this is because I was concerned about Kramlia's chest. The seemingly cramped costume emphasizes the richness...

"Eight thousand octomertes!? 10 million gold coins!? Stupid! Then it's like saying give the whole city away!?

It was Faria who shouted instead. The queen also looks at each other clouding her expression.

The territory and the amount of money are amazing, but the title of Count (...), who says he will, will also be guaranteed a considerable "identity".

"Yes, you have to be more than a son-in-law to the original Duchy of Richtalia, its Duke of Xangariuto..."

Glow the zamas glasses.

I had no special reaction.

I feel like I want to rub it in my ear, but that's how it works.

I'm not actually interested in that... Now, how should we deal with this matter?

"We have heard from the Metanostadt State that only small museums like storerooms (...) are given, with no titles or territories.... then you're not a hero."

Beauty in Zamas glasses showing sympathy with a sad face.

I like the museum a lot, so I came with a lot of cock. I understand the general situation, so I'm going to argue.

"No, the throne and territory have been dismissed."

"Well!? That's it! Thank you for your hard work. In the title of Metanostadt, which has no tradition or format, were you dissatisfied?

... No, this guy.

There's also a lot of perversion, but yeah, I nodded satisfactorily and seemed to convince myself.

"Nah......! I'm missing something to say......!

Faria crisps on the boulder, but the queen pulls her jaw slightly to encourage restraint.

It's not the first time he's said he'd give us territory after the Demon King's War. There was also an offer from the present King Metanostadt to give me the title and territory.

I wanted a warm bed and a "home" where I could calm down and read a book, which means I wanted a place. That's why I decided to thank the hall only, but let me just say that I don't need anything else.

Neither Ergonote nor Faria, of course, nor Lu, nor Lentomia nor Manu showed any interest in the territory of their status.

I want to live free and at will in a peaceful world...

That was the only wish we had at the end of the fight.

And in order to be free, I am in the process of knowing that I must be prepared and able to fight and defend my freedom and take responsibility for myself and my people...

"Both the Duke and the princess saw the other day's battle with the wizard known as the strongest in Prucia, and how I was tempted to impress you. That's why you said," Come on. "

"Oh, so..."

Oh, boy. I stepped on it when the wizard was gone, but the Sabbath day seemed a little far away.

You interpreted my slight shuddering silence as "Copy," and the six nod at each other.

"Okay, so that's it. Quickly!

Intelligent Zamas glasses grabbed my left hand gassily as I approached Sulu in a useless motion.

There's no cloudiness in that look. "Let's go, to our country! It says:"

"Wait, you guys!

Just when Faria doesn't give it to me, I grab my right hand.

"Tell me!?

Drag my left and right arms against each other.

I think I've seen this situation somewhere before......

"Dear Princess Falia of Rudens, what... are you going to do?

Zamas glasses pull critical with full force as they smile. There is a blue zipper on my forehead.

"Grecas' own, I don't know how you feel or what you say!? I can't listen to unilateral declarations!

"Even if you are one of us, are you… not an outsider?

"Bu, are you an outsider! Wow, I'm with Greg..."

"What is it?

"Gu, gu!

There's too much force in my arms with Gilli. It hurts, Faria.

and the fleshy beauty of his fellow Kramlia (...) entered the augmentation with a supple movement. The hand is powerful and can be seen to have a tough body that makes Faria .

"My name is Noisito the Swordsman! I got into this manhood. Let's have it this way!

"Come!?

The big lady swordsman started pulling my arms as if even radishes were to be pulled out.

"Oh, yes! Do whatever you want!

"Mr. Grey won't give it to you -!

"Ooh! Something to give!

The legions of beauties of the Union of the Straddling Countries will also be joined one after the other, skinning Hemperoza and Plum's accession to Faria.

"I'll take it!

"Eh heh! I don't want it!"

A cheerful girl with nice cat ear girl and smile rushes to grab her arm, but Dozi daughter glasses jumps out the moment she says, "Shah!," he says. If you're free, I just want to rush and hug you.

"No! Ouch... stay!?

"Are you all right, sage Grecas! Ha! Ladies and gentlemen, please stop!

Metius, who was asking how things were, finally pops up and screams, but doesn't have ears to listen to each other.

More and more force on both arms, pulled on both sides. I'm seriously going to get ripped off as it is.

On these occasions in the first place, one of you took his hand off the moment I hurt and said, "You guys think of me the most...!" Isn't that an inspiring flow!?

Beyond the long table in the room, the queen watches as she makes tea with a smile on her face.

"We have to take one arm home... and we won't see each other!

"Let it soak! I won't give it to you with one hair!

Noisito and Faria's brain muscles are already having strange conversations with each other.

"Yea! Let go...!

I inspired Mucus Magic (Sloudou) from tactical intelligence displays (tactics) into the arms of the Union of the Stralian Patriots.

As soon as I did, a mucus of pseudo-slime erupted from my entire arm, and the hand I was grabbing slipped null.

"Hiya!

"Oh, yeah!?

"Wha!? What the fuck!?

"Nah, nah! What a face demon!?

Chupong! and a truly dumb noise echoed into the room, and Reishi's "Rosen's Supply Squad (Maidun)" and the others hugely buttcaked.

I can relax with recoil, too, but Faria and Pram took it with gassilli.

"Greg!"

"Grey!

"To the wise!

"Oh, thank God."

"Mucus. From the arm... mucus"

Manuferno is desperate to laugh, but what a dumb offense beside him.

"Lord Grecas the Wise......! This... what the hell are you doing?

The beauty of Zamas glasses screams as she slams her face against the pseudo-slime of Viet Nam on her hand. The hair that was tied is messy and the glasses are slightly bent.

"I'm sorry, but I can't accept the offer"

"Nah!?

"Would you please tell your princess that I'm going to resign myself because of the peculiarity of juice (...) coming out of my whole body?

"Makes sense...... I don't know?

The beauty of Zamas glasses said that with a trembling voice as she lifted the side of her glasses with her fingertips, she frowned and peered into my face.

"The meaning is the word. If I don't marry your princess Krazea, I'm not going to the country."

When I was clear, both Faria and Manuferno laughed at her mouth all the time sniffing "Phew Phew".

"And... the most important thing I care about is my people and the hall. If you want to find out, was that it first?

"Ugh...!

In the first place, if it's normal at the point where I suddenly say I'm going to turn you into my son-in-law in person, etc., "Are you okay with your head?" I just want to knock the immediate head into the cone. But even if they're messengers of the state's representatives. I intend to overlap my words with the utmost consideration so as not to be disrespectful.

"Assuming that your country, which values the right traditions and formats of origin, has welcomed a man like me as its son-in-law... something to stigmatize"

I even looked sorry for myself, spreading my hands out of my palm, and draping more pseudo-slime in a tattered manner.

Let's punish it with red on the right and blue green on the left.

"Ugh..."

How did I feel about the beauty of Zamas glasses floating on the tannic surface... would I have told you?

Continued