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

"Master Sage Grecas, this is it!?

"Oh, apparently this is... the 'Holy Sword'"

I reply to the Special Assistant Monoreder with my arms around and my back on the artificial stone wall.

"Monoreder! Oh, that's impossible! I can't believe this stuff was hidden!

Beautiful aide, Ms Scarley's upset voice echoes in the cave.

"This is the truth! And this is the romance I've been chasing, Scarlett!

This is a mono-reader with a look like a Doya face. I'm more than happy for you.

The two special aides, peering inside through an empty hole in the hexagon, looked at the huge sword hidden inside and couldn't hide their surprises in the boulder.

One good thing is that the identity of the "monster" that was happening at Baron Pale Yale's house turned out to be underground drilling work by Cogmar Ninth.

It seems like it would be good to let the baron waiting up there know that he "figured out who the ghost was and exorcised" it. Furthermore, it would be up to the clerical mono-readers to negotiate with the King's Government, including guarantees for the Baron (...), etc.

The phosphorescent magic I threw in through the hexagonal entrance illuminates the beauty of the "Holy Sword" sitting inside the outer shell as it floats.

- "Ethereal (Fatimart) Silver (Platinum)"

Scanning (scanning) by magic thread (MagiWire) revealed that it was a giant sword that was as long as 128 Merte. The surface is smooth and the white blade emits dull light with no distortion, cloudiness or other fine dust.

The maximum width of the blade part is 25 merte, in the form of a so-called typical "sword" that narrows as you go first.

The part of the pattern (s) on the grip is cylindrical and the shape is slightly more complex. It has a diameter of approximately eight mertes and a length of approximately twenty mertes. That part looks like some kind of propulsion engine (...).

If it were this size, a supergiant about 200 mertes tall would be able to have it... no matter what kind of thing doesn't exist in this world.

I mean, this sword is not something to wield.

The conclusions to be drawn are as per the first intuition, and will definitely be seen as "flying swords" rising into the sky themselves.

I looked at the overview all the time, but there was a setup in the position equivalent to the "pattern (or one)" part of the sword, from which it was thought that people could get in.

At the top, a pentagonal "island" (the so-called "bridge" plated) protrudes about two mertes.

From the hexagonal hole that opens in front of you, a handrailed passage extends about one merte wide and twenty mertes long, leading to its "bridge".

The sword saw a similar hexagonal entrance.

The spire that we explored in Methanostat (...) was a structure that could be described as the "upper bump" of this semi-basement containment facility.

If you look at the ground as a base, the giant sword is buried roughly fifty mertes underground and protrudes about eighty mertes from the ground up.

It's built with a "spire" of cavity structure to cover it up.

The sorcerers of prehistoric magic civilization, which perished a thousand years ago, probably wanted to keep this strictly hidden.

"I hope I found the sword, but it's not a substitute I can carry out. I'll stay here and do some more research."

"Okay."

"But you did your own research?

Monoreder and Scarlett look up at the giant sword they see across the hexagonal entrance.

This kind of thing, how do I find out what?

"Well... right, we need to do a lot of research..."

Confusion is the same with me.

It's unclear whether it can be used or even used as a weapon in the first place.

"Will Monoreder and Scarley tell the King's Government and Princess Snoovel about this? And... and an explanation to the Baron worried above.... should I also consider covering the cost of treatment?

"Okay. We'll take care of the report and the process. Hey, monoredder."

"Ah, yes. Sage Grecas, I need you to master the use of this sword."

Monoreder seems to have struggled with rhetoric, but he's right. We need a little more power to face the evil dragon.

"I know. Thank you, both of you."

I thanked them both. Assistant Scarley, the Metanostadt beauty, is frightened and has a serious smile.

"Cogmar Ninth. Thanks to you, I've discovered a great deal, but I'm sorry it wasn't the kind of jewelry you're looking for."

"Dorrrrrr. Too bad. But, but I'm fine! It's a pleasure to be reunited with my sister, Dorrrrrr."

As always, Ninth carves out the mysterious rhythm.

"... glasses. Appreciation."

"Oh, come on, come on."

It's all a guy called "Guide to Destiny". It's the sale of what the High Priest said earlier... This is just what happened along the flow. I am not thankful.

The Dwarves' brothers and sisters seemed sincerely pleased to reunite. Whatever it is, Fiftis will be relieved with this.

"You...! There seems to be a collapse on the other side..."

"Dorr?"

Looks like Monoreder found something on the other side of the artificial wall, like a blocked hole.

"An unknown way to go from there! I'll dig it. Get out of the way, Dorr!

Guinn! and started pouring magic into the drilled treasure tools and spinning them around. The Dwarves are different in appearance, but they are just as magical a species as elves.

The fallen hole seems to stretch in the basement direction of the cathedral next to the "spire," but it would be appreciated if a direct passage could be found.

It's inconvenient to go up to the Baron's house every time you investigate, and you'll have trouble over there.

"To the wise, what about the eagles?

"I can help you."

Hempero and Plum look at my face worried.

In addition to the crystal lights Cogmar Ninth has, my phosphorescent magic (WILL O WISP) ensures only the brightness of not falling.

"Me too, you can call on the slimes in the basement and listen to them, Dace."

Rana seems to be wondering if there's anything she can do.

"Lord Grey, shouldn't there be some awkwardness?

"Right...... I'm so scared to be left alone in this underground cave."

I laughed lightly and shrugged my shoulders.

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I decided to go in through the hexagonal entrance on my own, holding everyone back in front of the basement wall.

Because I don't know what kind of magic defense or trick there is.

Either way, I can't do all the research by the end of the day.

Let's just see if we can open the "hatch" that looks over there.

I want Lentomia to come too if I can.

Plus, Metius......

Speaking of which, Metius is very popular.

I don't show my face all the time, but is he asleep?

Normally, I get excited about the boulders around the haunted house and they're supposed to pop up.

"Meti?"

I get a little worried and call on the inner textbook of my chest.

……

"Are you okay, Metius!

"... sage Grecas. Coming... Trial (...) to you... '

Slowly, Metius crawled out of the gaps in the book.

Rub your sleepy eyes and stretch.

"Meti, what's going on?

"Sorry, deep, deep sleep. So I was dreaming."

"A dream?"

"I think so, but somewhere not here... similar to this world but different, such a memory of the world... I wonder"

You finally wake up, blink your eyes, and fix your hair with your hands.

"So, what is a trial?

"Huh? Me, did you say that?

……

Were you falling asleep?

Peek into the hexagonal hole on the wall again. From there, there is a bridge about 1 merte wide with a railing, connected to a pattern of swords (...).

"To the wise! To the lifeline."

"Ooh!?

Hemperoza wrapped the Shrub Garden around my waist.

"Pram and Brother Lu, I'm not holding you down -!

"... Ha! This is good, it's comforting."

"You'll never cut it, I won't let you go, so don't worry!

Hemperoza says with a smile. Of course I trust you.

"Oh, yeah, I did."

And I crept through a hexagonal hole with Metius on my shoulder and started crossing the bridge.

The distance is about twenty merte.

But the blinding darkness opens just outside the railing.

Huge silver wall in front of me. I see the body of the sword. High enough to look up and not see the tip.

The tactical information display (tactics) began to issue warnings as soon as possible.

- Detect the Magic Excitation Reaction! Undeterminable......! Warning!

Looking back, he should only be about two mertes ahead, but the exit seemed somewhat far away.

At the entrance, Hemperoza and Plum, and Lu are worried about him.

- Knock it off!... is that magic from the phantom system?

"You still have magic for defense. I didn't know it would pass through the junction......!

I always have a sage line of sixteen layers, but it doesn't feel very good to pass it easily.

"Sage Grecas!

"Become!?

At that moment when Metius screamed, the surrounding scenery surfaced.

The space of darkness clears and turns into a blue sky.

Looking back, I couldn't even see the entrance anymore.

However, definite signs are conveyed through Hemperoza's spreading magic (Shrub Garden) wrapped around his waist.

I haven't hung up. I'm relieved that Hemperoza's magical beat can be felt.

This is only a phantom illusion.

"Metius, are you okay?

"Yep. It's an amazing resolution... magic trick (Irijunior)."

Looking around, 360 degrees omnidirectional, with spectacular views above and below. A huge city I've never even seen, an unfamiliar vehicle to fly in the sky. The world of advanced magic civilization was falling apart.

and the blurry sun rose across the horizon.

"... that one"

"Sun?"

But it wasn't the sun. One, two, and three more, and instantly a lump of bright light filled the horizon.

Eventually, with a wild storm, it turns into a red and black mushroom-like cloud, dyeing the sky black.

"Uhh!?

I was screaming.

I could see a huge, blackening, disastrous thing flying toward me, glittering lightning beneath the dark clouds.

It was a giant black dragon. Many huge...... dragons.

- The dragon of doom, Chanvaldo Dj Drasilia!

Whenever a brace released from his mouth falls to the surface, the ground melts like a stew, creating a huge flaming dome with a bright white flash.

It was the end of the world, a desperate sight.

"Keh, sage Grecas! The world... the world... disappears!

"Ku......, is this... a vision of the past!?

Continued