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

I'm curious -... and Hemperoza thought.

Slightly narrow the slightly blue black eyes and stare at the top of the head (...) of the walking sage.

I can't help but notice the tactile "asshole hair" sticking out of my head. I nod because I want to fix it.

Reach back and reach, and it's going to reach, but it's going to be tough to zoom in and say (mumble). Deep Thought (...) Hemperoza, who is habitual to think first than to act, worries as she walks down the hallway of the hall.

I wish I was a little taller...

- If Sister Faria is about tall, Sister Manu has about a breast, Sister Rio has a lovely smile at times, and Brother Ren is not always intimate (better-than), I'm sure she can rush over from behind and stroke her head naturally...

"This morning for some cheerful asshole hair!

"Oh?"

"Look, I'll fix it."

"Ha ha, this guy"

"Damn, I can't do it without you!

Grecas stops his leg when he notices a creepy laugh that is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Hempero, isn't Plum with you?

Unexpectedly, Grecas, walking in front of him, looked back. Seems to have seen through my thoughts and accidentally makes me giddy.

Glasses glitter in the morning sun.

"P, to the pram? When I woke up, I wasn't there anymore."

"Hmm? You're up early."

"I'm sure to help my sister Rio with her breakfast!

There is a fragrant fragrance of bread in the hall just before baking. At the garden tip of the hallway, visible through the poking window, Lu and Iola were performing swordsmanship arches with wooden knives.

White shirt with ruffled feathers on a laid-back body, glasses on an unhectic blue-white face, and pitch-black hair reminiscent of dark elves.

The figure is Hyoro, like a Bachelor of Magic walking through the city of Metanostadt, but Grecas, a wise man who can make a name for himself in the world.

- For the sake of it, it's always sweet back there...

It is on my mission to defend myself against such a sage with a little back (...) and a dangerous pram that I don't know to doubt people!... and Hemperoza decides to make her feelings clear as well.

"Hmmm. Hempero than Plum..."

Grecas shines his glasses as he speaks to himself about something.

"What? What's better than that pram?

Grecas supports his chin with his fingertips and is somewhat paranoid. I don't even feel like I'm thinking about anything strange at that point, but I even forget that when I exchange words in front of you.

"I'm sorry, but if I had breakfast... could you hang on a little bit?

"Yikes...!

My face turns red only if I stop thinking about that word.

"Actually, hey... I need your help"

- Hey!?

"Hey, hey!? Come on! If you want the sage to go that far, and I can't help it, I'll follow you!

"Right! Well... wash your face first and fix that sleeping area."

She had beautiful hair, so Grecas reached out and gently stroked Hemperoza's head.

"Heh... oh!?

"Let's wash our faces together first, Hempero"

I care about the sage a little sleeping habit. He seemed to neglect himself more.

- - But praised... Glad to hear it!

"And, uh, what the hell!

I slap Peppy on the back because the lighting has reached its peak.

"Well, I'm fine in the morning."

Grecas heads to the sink, happily taking Hempero's punch. The two were magical mentors, but also like good brothers and sisters.

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This is - the sage hall.

The landscape stretching out the windows is endless with sparse and flat terrain.

The sky is blue with some cotton clouds floating around, such a refreshing morning.

The New Land Turtle (New Gran Turtle) is parked and resting, sometimes still early in the morning, and there is quite a bit until the scheduled time of departure.

The deep woods enclosing the memories of Rudens had always moved backwards, turning into sparse meadow areas of trees. If we continue like this, we will reach the village of Finovocchi, a nostalgia, this evening.

At the garden end there was Iola and Larna on her shoulder, and Riola and Manuferno, who bickered, Lentomia and Dwarf girl Fiftis, who looked sleepy because they were awake. Plus Lulu and Spiano.

Everyone is standing in line at the end of the garden and watching what happens.

At the end of the line of sight was Grecas, who exaggerated the sage's robe...

"- The ultimate dream that everyone would imagine if they were human! I want to be free to wing the big sky like a bird......! That's humanity's dream! The first step to that dream...... that's this...!

Stunning magic gear (...) was revealed when the sage uttered it.

Baaaaaaaan! The sound sounds like performative magic (producia).

"" "Ohhhh............!?

A carrier pulled by Wine Barrel Golem's "Full" and "Bulb" slowly showed up rolling out of the garage, or figure.

There was something on the carrier like two wine barrels connected.

On the carrier, Pram supported those two barrels, and for some reason Hemperoza, dressed approximately, sat down on something like a bench knitted in vines, staring into the void.

Everyone who waited at the garden tip gave a surprise look with their eyes uniformly rounded..., but the cheer quickly dwindled.

"What, this?

"At first glance. It's a wine barrel..."

"There's a wine barrel... two?

Heard of the magic of flying in the sky, the faces, which were tension maxes, look at the objects on the carrier and twist their necks uniformly.

That should be it too, a regular wine barrel no matter where you look from. That's just two in line. What catches my eye is that the string extends from the barrel and is connected to the blanco gondola where Hemperoza sits.

"Heh! I'll explain!

Speaking of the sky, the fairy Metius is still. Explain to each person as they dance to slip through the air.

"This reverse analyzes (...) Spiral Water Flow Propulsion (Water Screw), an engine that advances Marinocerese ships, and alters it for aerial use! From the Ice Wizard Cubereria Mahan, we combined the technique of aerial levitation captured by the sage Gugrecas! By remembering and simulating the slimes in the barrel..."

I can't stop talking. Hand control Grecas the chatter fairy.

"Meti, please don't say bad things about people, it's not just 'referenced', haha"

…… That's right. "

"Hey, Greg! Just let me see it!

He wants to see Grecas' new magic with an exciting face that Lentomia can't wait.

When Grecas connected the Magic Thread (Magiwire) from his hand, he injected the Magic Power for startup.

A tactical information display (tactics) has emerged that controls two barrels, and has already begun a magic operation.

"So are you ready, Hemperoza"

"Oh, is there a good reason!? What the hell is this? Deh... on a date... I don't know!

"What? No... it's a magical unveiling... No, you're pretty cute."

"Oh, come on! Oh to the asshole sage!

and Hemperoza in a dress that raised a protest, but Grecas, from tactical intelligence displays (tactics) without hesitation, inspired dedicated control magic to boost the propulsion of the two barrels.

It compresses the air drawn from the top of the barrel by magic and sprays it out of the lower air vent to propel it.

Huiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

A hippo tied to the blanco-style gondola on which Hemperoza sits pins and lifts his body into the air.

"Ooh!? I flew -!?

"Oh, wow!

"Heh! This is... amazing!

"Flying. I can't believe I'm flying..."

"Sage Grecas! We did it!

And there was about one person who looked pale and was about to cry.

"No, no, no! Scary. Ooh! To fall!?

I'm going to jump even now with my jitters and legs fluttered.

My body is hot and my breathing is disturbed and my heart beats so fast.

- I'm frightened, I'm scared... hey!

"Come on, when we break out, we're really going to fall!

Grecas scolded in a quiet voice, grabbing with his hand a gondola that floated slightly about a merte on the ground.

"To?

And then I sat down on Gondola so that I could stay in and hold Hemperoza from behind.

Just like doing a front and rear two-person ride on an aerial blanco.

To avoid falling, Grecas turned his arm from behind Hemperoza and held his luxurious shoulder tight.

"Were you scared? Who said I'd fly you alone?

"Sage... to"

Gentle black crystal colored eyes close enough to breathe.

Hemperoza relieved herself of the warmth transmitted from her back and restored calm.

"With Hempero's spreading magic (Shrub Garden), you can withstand accidental falls. So... I really need you."

When I was whispered in my ear with a serious face, I felt my body lose its strength.

- - I need you...

I feel the word go warm and turn into power in my heart. It becomes joy and exhilaration, the fluctuation of the soul in which everything becomes a "source of magic".

"Come on... say that from the start!

"You've told me that many times. Hempero wasn't obsessed with choosing clothes..."

"Nha... to..."

"If you're with me, you're not afraid, are you?

"To"

Black-and-white your eyes. Sure, I feel like I've been told that, but I was upstairs worried about which clothes to wear on my date.

"Well, don't look down there."

"Hih!?

Unexpectedly looking down, Hemperoza clung more firmly to Grecas' arm.

"About five mertes tall. We can only fly as far as the roof on the ground floor."

The two wine barrels circled around the hall to slip and show off, sounding a strange vibrating sound called fiiiiiiiii.

Downstairs, Plum, Iola, and Riola come after us looking up.

"Ha, that feels good"

"That's right!

Just a short air walk.

Hemperoza smiled happily as she rocked her dark hair in the spring breeze.

I wish I could go on all this time...

In that way, secretly wishing.

Tabernacle