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

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'Okay, let's start the first game! Both - forward!

The moderator's voice echoed the Metanostadt Central Arena (Colosseum).

The applause and cheer boil from within the venue as soon as possible.

Voices from Audio Expansion Magic (Megaphonia) are heard in every corner, and the guest seats seem to be responding well.

A square 'moving painting' shines on the rocky walls surrounding the Central Arena (Colosseum), which is structured like an open-air digging mine site. It's a live video from a large slide projection magic tool (Magina Projector).

The upcoming game is supposed to be converted into video through crystal spheres installed everywhere and relayed to the whole world. It is reflected in street broadcasts on street corners and in the small Slide Projection Magic Fixture (Magina Projector) installed in wealthy houses.

Perhaps by now, even the "Sage Hall" will see the answering machine manuferno, Spiano, and Luroni, who takes care of the children by saying that the dojo is closed.

"The first match is between the Magic High School Building and the Magic Workshop (Marsenal) Union..."

Both private (...) are a little unhappy as far as I'm concerned.

But I can't say anything about the combination because it was decided by a selection of "scraps" without the ink.

"Grecas! We did it, food and drinks are here!

Looking at the arena as I thought about it, Ergonote spoke to me with a haunted face.

A small applause in the side seat as he gasps for the armor of the blackening brave.

Female servants in aprons arrive to arrange hands-on snacks such as ham, bread and bite-sized cheeses and fruits on a plate in front of us.

"Oh, is it with lunch?

Just around noon, I'm getting hungry, and it helped.

A purple liquid is poured from the bottle into the glass, but apparently it is a slightly fermented wine. Alcohol is just in the mood and doesn't make me sick. It is often consumed as a substitute for real wine among those who do not like rituals and alcohol.

"Well, take it easy, let's have a sight to see while you eat and drink"

Ergonote that quickly grabs the cheese.

Red copper-colored eyes with a strong sense of eye strength, redhead upside down to burn. And a rough, muscular body, even from above the armor.

I sit next to the "brave" ergonote for the first time in a long time.

"Easy or nothing, you're gonna watch the game here and make a comment, right? I'm not losing my mind."

They say if the game starts, through the crystal sphere placed on the table, we'll be asked to comment.

"You wouldn't even dress up sitting there in silence, would you? Whether you want it or not, we get noticed. If you and I don't drink here, all the people in the hall won't be able to have lunch in peace, will they?

"... I see"

What Ergonote says makes sense.

It is true that the match by the Golem has different aspects, such as political aspects between states and the development of magic engineering technology, but that does not matter from the eyes of the people.

Because this is only part of an event as an entertainment (...) called the Methanostat Great Cultural Festival.

It is also logical that those who stand above should take the initiative to show that they are free to eat and drink.

Looking around, there were royal aristocrats and guests from other countries, and meals were beginning to be served.

Along the circular arena, they line up in the same height as us in the gallery. Will there be about twenty people? Not so many, but representatives of other countries and military officials, I guess.

Coming from Rudens, it seems, is the captain of the Warriors, not Falia. Is the next person who feels like a nobleman a Prussian guest out of his clothes?

Me and Ergonote are dressed in special seats that are situated at the same height as them, but separated.

I also drink low fermentation wine for now. A hint of liquor mixes in the grape juice. Thanks to this, I'm getting a little nervous.

Even on the spot, I saw the audience behaving like a meal to us and our guests and start spreading their lunches safely.

"... I didn't think you could hear the line of attention from Ergonote's mouth."

"Hahaha, don't say it, Grecas. I'm struggling under the princess to learn what I am, and I'm staring back."

Makes a crisp and serious face.

Results of the re-education by the princess...? A man who was free to be a former prince who flew out of Israel and dedicated himself to adventure, but he must have finally decided to conceptualize and be ready to bury his bones.

And as a son-in-law prince, you mean you've come to the board to give yourself and protect yourself?

- I don't know what I am.

That's something I need to think about myself.

Princess Snoovel at the time seems to be out of her seat except for the finals and the match in front of me. I guess that means putting your face to other events.

I climbed out of my seat and peeked at Iola and Riola, who were in a lower seat, plus Plum, Hemperoza and Larna.

"Hey, you can watch it over lunch!

"Oh, Greg! Okay -!

Plum noticed and waved at me as soon as possible. But, okay, nothing. I already had "skewered meat" in my mouth.

"Damn......"

Under his eyes, Riola and Iola were spreading their lunches and dividing them into Larna, Plum and Hemperoza.

"Hahaha, they're still cute kids, I envy Grecas"

"I'm their protector. A lot of hard work. Well... fun."

"Right."

Huh, the grin spills unexpectedly.

Something's wrong, but every day is so much fun right now.

"- Metanostadt Higher School of Magic for three years, Golem by General and Magic Co-production, Hapi Waitress No. 3 will be activated"

Soon a referee (referee) standing in the arena raises her hand high. On one hand he holds a microphone with a crystal sphere on the stick.

When the announcement flowed again in the venue, a single golem moved out, sounding a sharp rotating sound of cull......

It's shaped like putting a human upper body on something like a carriage carrier, with legs taken from a Tarantia Type Seven and four wheels attached instead.

- I see, it was even tough to walk at last year's cultural festival, but did you turn it into wheel control?

It was an English break that threw away complicated and difficult two-legged flights and multiple legs. The arena is sandy but flat and solidified. Because in this situation, traveling by wheel is fine.

Overall, it has a cute, rounded design, with a large apron on the front, etc. As the waitress named it, he holds a white disc-shaped "obon" in both hands in his right and left hands, each.

Could it be a weapon or something?

It seems that it is the joint team of more than a dozen students that controls it. The control system, the drive system, and the command and control system, each of which uses their magical powers to remotely operate.

The one in command at the head is Knox, the furry head of Sobacus facial Pescinar. Neither of us seems different, but I think my hair grew bigger than last year.

"Ooh! I'm going to be so tempted!

"Ola! Magic, squeeze it out. Hey!

"" "Eye Iather!

I hear it's a two-class joint, but I don't mind screaming about it, inspiring my classmates' boys.

From the venue, there is a mixture of clapping and laughter. There are probably a lot of students' parents and so on. It's comical to decorate the beginning, but wouldn't it be nice?

"-They 're the same."

"What? Grecas, do you know him?

"Ha, well"

'Uh, it's a form of remotely manipulating an unmanned golem. Crystal of Students' Effort! Well, what about the impression you saw? Sage Grecas...... go ahead!

Suddenly, I was asked to comment by a skinny man who serves as a referee in the arena.

My flashing face will be capped in the "Magina Projector" on the front.

"What!? Oh, oh..."

"Be sure to comment!

I feel my gaze gather at the same time.

Tensions increase, but as usual, the mind is normal. I just have to remember myself laughing high at the beginning.

"Shit... about wheel control... well, if you think about the load and effort on the magic control side of a complex drive system, this is actually more efficient. Depending on the circumstances, of course, unless it is also an extreme uneven ground, there are many occasions where the wheels seem to be more advantageous. Especially at speeds, it's definitely more advantageous than walking on multiple feet."

What, you can't talk about it.

"The students are really cute...... trying!

Ergonote follows me.

Though I am concerned that there is no connection at all to the comments.

'Ha... yes! Yep... that, Sage Grecas and Brave Ergonote! Great comment! Now we are entering the next golem'

The moderator looks like "Shit......" but I'm starting to feel like I could go into a little more detail if I were asked for the next comment.

Now the attention in the venue draws to the entrance on the other side.

Kishun, Kishun...... and I heard a unique driving sound.

"Metanostadt Magic Factory (Marsenal) Union, Forgotten Hope Tong (Foggerhops) by the Ri Town Hall Co-Production Team... Shimomachi Golem (Kellogg-kun)!

The golem that showed up was four-legged with a golem that looked like a frog.

The back part is crossed by a girl dressed like riding a horse.

What you're gripping is a device like a steering device pulled out of the back of the golem.

And I looked familiar to the girl. Elf ears on chopped young grass colored hair. A small, resourceful face.

"Half-elf...... narulu!

"No!?... you and the girl know each other?

"Huh? Well."

"The guy named you..."

The ergonote moved like a fright, and a regrettable frown.

Continued