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

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Three days have passed since the discovery of the Holy Sword: Silver (Platinum) in the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart).

To say just a simple conclusion first, I'm not letting it move.

No... should I say "I don't think I can move it"?

I did get the "credentials" to move it.

I understand the truth about history that was there in the past and qualify it to be moved only by those who have overcome fear and despair. They needed more royal "blood factors" for this.

It is clear that the factor I was able to clear is in Metius the Fairy, a former Methanostat royalty but magically integrated.

There can be no such thing as a "blood factor" in a fairy without flesh, but it's probably a word used in a convenient (...) sense.

I'm not saying we needed real blood or genetic code, but some factor engraved in the soul (...) itself, I guess, as a mark.

The presence of Metius made it a "key" and opened the door to the Holy Sword.

I then went through the holy sword with the wizards near Lentomia and Princess Snoovel.

Because defense by phantom magic no longer worked, and there was no more danger in and out.

When I went inside the open cockpit hatch, it was an unexpectedly small and simple space. Inside the pentagonal "bridge" is about eight mertes long and horizontal. There were small windows, but white marble-like "boards" lined up several times large and small. Probably a type of display device that functions when activated.

A step higher in the center was the captain's chair and a clear crystal console with left and right hands on it. Apparently, by connecting the magic thread (MagiWire), all operations on board will be carried out.

A semi-circular crystal was also placed in front of the captain's seat. It's unclear what this is, but I guess it would be like a compass.

Seven or eight chairs were placed as a "battle command post" at a low point. They all put their hands on the same and had tricks to manipulate them with magic. It would play an auxiliary role, for example, in the control of weapons and communications.

"You mean" Holy Sword Battleship "in the form of a sword..."

Even if I could have analyzed it so far, I would have had a reason to be a wise man.

Then later, we'll talk about how to move this.

With regard to the actual operation, it was possible to see the "Operation Manual" which was "installed" when touching the Holy Sword. The manuals shown in the texts and illustrations were surprisingly in a format reconfigured (...) to match the tactical information display (tactics).

Lentomia and Metius, who share tactical information display (tactics), can also be read if "books" are handled that can be read by search magic (Ggol).

"... what is this? I have no idea."

"I'm sorry, sage Grecas. If it's about magic, I know, but this is a little..."

Magically bright half elves and fairies shook their necks sideways.

"Right, um... that's okay"

In the end, it became my job to understand that.

Keep reading the manual even, two days later. I hit a serious fact.

"I can't move with this......!

I was alone in the room holding my head and screaming.

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In just half a day Cogmar Ninth's hand penetrated the path to the Holy Sword's stash. The entrance leads from the cathedral's no longer used wine vault, making entry and exit extraordinarily easier.

The baron, annoyed by the ghost noise, was reported to have been caused by underground construction and saw a one-off resolution. It was also said that coverage at state expense would be provided.

The fact that the legendary weapon, which slept for a thousand years, was found in the basement of the Royal Castle of Metanostadt, was conveyed only to Princess Snoovel and Ergonote, or to each top of the limited relationship, and was held to remain confidential.

Plum and Hemperoza who were there, as well as the Cogmar Ninth brothers and sisters, were no exception, and for the time being they were speechless.

Well, where I told someone, they'd think it was Yotai...

"What do you mean you can't use it? Can I do it with your help?

One or more of the taller brave Ergonotes, in the hallway of the royal castle, excepted my face.

"Ah."

"If you can't even use the wisdom of the wise Grecas, who the hell can!?

Ergonote put his hand on the hallway window and looked out at the landscape.

The wind shakes the redhead's hair. On its back is carried a great treasure sword (...), a testament to the brave.

I guess that's why I'm going to explain why.

"... can you understand even if I ask?

"I'll tell you what I know."

Me and Ergonote opened the castle conference room door.

Therein lies Princess Snoovel and below; Knights Chief Vilstein; Sir Apras A. Jill, President of the Metanostadt Magicians Association; General Gilkes of the Metanostadt Regular Army; Valikerius, Chief of Magic Corps; and Philagalia, Chief of Operations Staff, who directs actual operational planning and staffing, among others. In addition, there was a gathering of top Interior Ministry officials responsible for collecting budgets and information, as well as such facial rashes.

That's where I come in as a reporter. Metius waits in nostalgia.

Ergonote follows the princess behind her with the title of brave man accompanying the princess, but she's more comfortable with me.

From what I've seen, I still don't see King Courtilt today. Are you going to leave it to the princess to say that it's a matter of country, but not just business?

And after an examination of the current state of affairs of the streets and the movements on the part of the allies, and the placement of the forces gathered to confront them, it was finally an explanation of the Holy Sword on the subject.

"Was the report that you found the Holy Sword?

"A weapon of prehistoric magic civilization... if this is so!

"But it's too gigantic. There is a magic sword flying in the sky...?

Surprising voices are raised by members who read the material.

But when I went to the last page, they all roared and shouted and made a difficult face.

"Inability to start (...) … means you can't move?

A young man with pointy knife-like eyes, Chief of Operations Philagalia, asks me a question.

"Yes. That holy sword was sealed over a thousand years ago. The auxiliary propulsion engine (sub-engine), which operates under normal magic, is supposedly operational, but the main propulsion engine (main generator) cannot be powered. I wonder if it is possible to fly for a short time by moving the auxiliary engines with normal magic filling… but most of the soldier gear that can be used for combat is supplied from the main power reactor (main generator)"

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about... I don't know!

"Do you think Lord Sage should only know himself!? Explain it to everyone here so they can understand!

It was Regular Army General Gilkes and Chief of Operations Philagalia who roughed up their voices.

"I'm sorry, but can you explain it to this grandfather already?

Sir Apras A. Jill, president of the Association of Windy Mages such as the Warm Old Man, asked as he removed his presbyopia glasses. Sure it is.

Other faces seem to agree, pointing a slack face, or a kyoton face, at us.

"... I'm sorry. Then I'll rephrase it terminally.... That holy sword, 'Silver (Platinum) in the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart)', has the magic to move (...) from 'The Dragon of Doom'. That is… from Chanvaldo Dj Drasilia"

"Heh... what!?

"What do you mean?

Surprise leaks. You seem to understand what I mean so far.

"The magical karakuri that moves the holy sword that shoots and destroys dragons is called the" Propulsion Agency for Magnetic Conversion Against Extinction ". It's a mechanism that generates enormous amounts of magical energy by scratching the evil magic emitted by dragons and mixing it with normal magic."

"I mean... the dragon of doom is raging, scattering evil magic and it can move for the first time... and!?

"Yes, you're right, General."

"Silly! So..."

"You're useless."

The Chief of Operations Staff, Philagalia, threw the paperwork out to his desk with a bassari and left his back on the couch.

"I agree. We can't incorporate this holy sword into the operation."

"This is exactly what a useless long thing is. It's a waste of time."

Each says it orally, but my opinion is different. It makes no difference that it is a means of countering it. I just can't let it fly.

In the hangar (...) of the Holy Sword, "Silver (Platinum) in the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart)," that is, in the spire, I was shown a phantom that had happened in the past.

I was uncomfortable with the footage then.

- If you have such a powerful battleship, why didn't you show up from the start?

Wouldn't you have won if you had thrown that force before you lost 80% of the surface? That is.

However, while deciphering the operation manual, we arrived at the truth of the "Propulding Engine for Magnetic Conversion Against Extinction" mentioned earlier.

Once activated and maintained critical output, it was an imperfect object with the risk of continuing to move until it micro-black holed itself and ripped out the space itself.

If you're not ready to die, you can't run the main engine, which is exactly what you can call a showdown weapon (...).

Perhaps the knights and princesses aboard this holy sword battleship kept waiting for the moment of their departure with the seeping thoughts of blood as they watched the burning city.

Until the negative magic gauge emitted by the dragon accumulates and the main engine begins to move.

"- I'll use everything I can."

Princess Snoovel's voice echoed in the deliberate conference room.

The princess's unmistakable voice continues in the conference room, quiet as a hit of water.

"Sage Grecas, is it possible to move 'auxiliary agencies'?

"Yes, I can't float on my own, but if I float in the sky in any way, I wonder if I can fly on my own."

"Float!?

The chief of staff raised an eyebrow with a laugh on his nose.

"... then relocate all the magic accelerators of the iron pile cannon (...) inside the spire, within three days. You can, Chief of Staff."

"" Become!?

It was me and Chief of Operations Philagalia who voiced the surprise.

Unexpectedly look at each other.

There is already one new iron pile cannon (...), commonly known as the Kamikami Iron Hammer Cannon (Kamui Caliver), originally from the Kingdom of Metanostadt, that can be fired on and off. This is the trump card for this crusade operation, but we should be adjusting unit two on a steep pitch right now.

Relocate it within the spire... you tell me to shoot that sword!

"F...... fuhaha, funny! That's right, Your Highness."

I wrapped my tongue around the idea. I see, then we can run auxiliary engines in the air and adjust the direct hitting course to the dragon of doom.

pierce the body more reliably than any weapon, and….

"Your Highness! Oh, I'm afraid so! Now we don't have the human and financial resources… we don't have time."

Officials of the Ministry of the Interior yell blue.

"I direct my judgment to the King. The talent... General Gilkes, Captain of the Magic Corps Balikerius!

"" Ha!

"Your trained army will do it, won't it?

"Whatever. Compared to position construction, transport relocation is easy. Let's do it in one day and have a look!

"Thank you, General. Adjust the Magic Corps in parallel, too. Nice."

"Yes!"

The two accept with a deep punch in the head. Looks like the two of you decided to follow this princess's skill and decisiveness. Is this the teacher's vessel?

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you have one suggestion from me"

"What is it, sage Grecas?"

"I want my people on the Sacred Sword: Silver (Platinum) in the Ethereal Dome."

I glanced at Ergonote, then put my hands quietly on my chest and drooled my head.

"Sage Grecas! You're going to attack yourself!?

"No... that might be a good idea. Direct attack by the Death Squad… There have been success stories in the past (...)"

Operation Chief of Staff with a cold smile. I have a problem with it, but I'm sure I agree.

"Um, you mean the recreation of the ambush of Dickamaran Castle!

"It's dangerous, are you going to move on to the dragon's body!?

Knights Commander Vilstein rises to a surprise. Magic Warrior Commander Valikerius can't hide his surprises either.

"I know a hundred things about danger. If you win this battle better than you did, you won't be here tomorrow."

Everyone takes a breath. But the light that dwells in the eyes of all is strong.

"This time, you're welcome to have a brave warrior who wants to go with you. Luckily, there seems to be room for a ride.... could be a one-way ticket to hell"

Of course, I'm not going to die.

The venue shrugs, but the faces of Vilstein and Magic Corps Captain Barricellius strike me with an invincible grin about doing it.

"... All right, sage Grecas. You're the only one who can count on this operation. Ergonote, come with me."

"Grateful happiness, princess"

"Good luck."

Despite her gaze, Princess Snoovel turned her words to Ergonote.

"Grecas! You're a hero reconstitution of Dicamaran! Now let's ram him on the back of a dragon! Ha ha!

"Oh man..."

Apparently, I was given the most dangerous assignment before Princess Snoovel.

Oh, my God, I get caught up in the princess's pace.

No way, even secret magic hangs on that standing roll...?

Continued