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

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The first game closed with a reversal play by The Lower Town Golem.

The students in the Higher Magic School were very sorry, but Half Elf Girl Naru and I shook hands at the end stiffly, smiling and honoring each other.

The audience had narrowed their eyes to the glare of youth and applauded sparingly.

However, despite the victory, the golem of "Forgotten Hope Tong (Fogerhops) Ri Town Council" exposed the cut (...) bills (...).

I used the "human deformation mechanism" in the first line that I was going to hide.

Surprise attacks (...) will not work in the next game beyond what has been revealed in your hand.

"The only thing left is a head-on battle."

"Ah. It depends on the characteristics of the winner of the next game..."

Me and Ergonote gazed at two different golems entering the arena, whilst twisting bread and sausage.

The second game begins soon, so the moderator introduces each of them.

"Entry No. 6, a superpower wrapped in the mystery of the Far North! The blue shock from the Empire of Prussia! Magic Weapons Development Agency (Magyawapo Argans), military prototype golem, thin ice (Isiah) and ice moon (Iamoun). Ah!

It was a armoured golem about two mertes long, painted blue and white.

Published as the type to get inside, but the figure is the giant armored warrior himself. I guess it's close to wearable, tracing the movements of the manipulator.

- A sealed (...) local warfare (...) fuselage that takes into account Prucia's harsh climatic climate and its operation in extreme cold environments?

What is characteristic is that it is a rare parent-child golem in which two aircraft act as one, a child aircraft carried in the form of a carrier and a carrier.

The battle is also unique, and the 'thin ice (Isiah)', which can also be described as the parent aircraft, tumbles and sleeps with its arms straight out. On top of that, another humanoid, the Ice Moon, rides in a style that's like riding a snowboard.

A twitch occurs, similar to a laugh from the audience.

"Grecas, on a fellow like that out of board, how does it work? No wheels, no legs..."

Ergonote asks strangely.

"It's supposed to be for snowfields. I guess it slips in an image like riding a soli."

"But there's no snow here, is there?

"Perhaps it magically and pseudo-reproduces the snow surface and slips"

…… I feel like it's no use... "

"Opposite is entry No. 7, belonging to the Voluntary Defense Corps of the Kingdom of Israel. Ugh! Metal Bone Frame! Hot Desert Nation!

This will be for local warfare, assuming operations in the desert.

Six-legged sasori-shaped suitable for sand. It is covered by a thin metal film, like a bandage wrapped around the whole area, with a desert-based camouflage (dessert pattern).

I thought it was a shape I saw somewhere, but it looks just like the sasori-shaped sand golem that Alberina the Witch used in the Bandits' "Grey Wolf Brigade (Odessara Gypse)" during the Isravian unrest.

Perhaps there is a diversion of magic technology, with two manipulators wearing ethnic costumes on their large sasori-shaped backs of about four mertes.

- Second generation (...) aircraft, passenger type (ride) fuselage with each other?

There will never be a rivalry between desert countries and ice countries. The matches between the newcomers, each of which has just been developed, have attracted a great deal of attention.

Military and development officials in the audience embark on themselves and watch them eat their eyes like plates.

"Grecas, which would be in your favor?

Ergonote turned to me excitedly.

"From Prussia there is no snow, and from the Golem of Israel there is no desert. Because they carry the same handes as each other...... I guess Pluccia with a lot of trouble (...)"

"I'm from Israel..."

The former prince of the land of the desert bends his eyebrows in disgruntlement.

"Whatever I say here, the battle depends on the fights between the players in the arena."

"Uhm."

The battle is not determined solely by the performance of the golem.

Nevertheless, the Prussian side is able to fight with considerable tactical flexibility in that it can be separated into two bodies.

This still does not violate the Participation Code (Regulation).

Because this is the rule that forms the interpretation that multiple golems can also be brought in if they are compatible with the transport size and weight.

I mean, there's nothing wrong with bringing in a few of my "wine barrel golems."

- Well, I'm not willing to lose against Prussia, assuming.

And the second round that started.

In response to the Prussian speed attack that runs (...) exactly like a snowfield over the sand, the Isravian side takes advantage of the sasori-shaped properties that move forward, backward, left, and right, avoiding them, countering them with physical attacks by freely stretching tails.

"Oops! Heavy! Sasori's blow is heavy!

The left arm of the man-made 'Ice Moon' on the Prussian side is shaken and immobilized just by a scratch. Golems like armored dolls, which are thoroughly lightened and emphasize movement, apparently cannot withstand physical blows.

Israel's "Metalbone Frame" is on top of the attack force tomorrow. Besides, Prussia's Snowflake Sliding Board (Snowboard) does not hit the body.

"Metal Bone Frame" does have excellent defense and good movement. The attack by Sasori's tail is also powerful.

Military officials in the viewing area are nodding at each other in some whispers.

But... I didn't have to wait for a five-minute time limit, and the game was settled.

The Prussian side, which decided that mobility would not win, changed its tactics.

After separating (...) into two bodies in a man-made state, he fleshed from left to right, and in the gap where "Thin Ice (Isia)" played the role of a snow-sided sliding board (snowboard) hit his body, "Ice Moon" jumped on the back of the sasori and lightly smashed the glass judgment ball.

"Whoa, whoa! Again...! Still one heart and the same! Prucian parent and child aircraft, thin ice (Isiah) Medvejer, ice moon (Isiah Moon) Medvejera, and a stunning Separation-Connected Attack win!

Whoa, whoa!? and the audience shakes.

"... That's brilliant"

"Ah, ah."

Perhaps Ergonote said, "Damn it! You're a coward!" And you wanted to scream.

I'm squeezing my fist in regret.

But I was surprised you swallowed up the words, considering where you stand now that you should be fair.

If this were in action (...), Israel would have won over offense and defense, which is my least follow up.

And the curtain of the third game opened with no hair in between.

The Royal Magic Society of Metanostadt, the cooperation golem of Lentomia and Alberina, "Eternal Beauty", appears.

Blinking spreads like ripples in the audience where you see it.

Because he gathered and connected the remains of the regiosculls.

The body shining in metal black is a two-sided triangle three merte wide two merte long. Four sharp crab-like legs grow from the bottom of a thin body.

It makes a hard noise every time it moves crisp and crunchy. Everything is a collection of fragments of regioscull, or biological parts (biomaterials), a golem like a regenerative Phantom.

"Look at that, Greg! Fast forward, I'll bust it in the wood dust and show it to you. Hey!

Lentomia screams horrible things with a pretty face. I'm a representative of the Magic Society of the Kingdom for once because I weave a white robe of advanced wizards...

The skinny half elf is on board is the seat provided at the back of the golem at the bottom part of the two-sided triangle.

What a rare outfit that Lentomia's head is out of the butt of a bug (...) that wants to flatten out a bit, since it's a format that goes into a semi-embedded seat and only shows up on her face.

"So, who are Atai and the others? Haha!? Every time a pop out industrial product (...) competed with Atai, who is better at making golems than baking apple pies!

Dark Elf Witch Alberina makes a high laugh.

Ahead of that gaze awaits the eight-legged golem of neighboring Marino Serese, Tarantia Type Seven.

Witch Alberina is on the tented support team as a support staff member.

Especially when you take off your purple cape, you expose the sexy style of exposed bikini armor, twisting your hips and provoking them.

Especially from men in the audience, whoa, whoa! and roaring like a beast.

It may be a charming outfit for a beautiful woman in the distance, but she'll be reminded to say she's nearly 300 years old dark elves when she sees it nearby.

"Hahaha, Alberina and Lentomia are the same"

"You're not laughing! They're totally villains (heels)..."

I forget the frame of wizard representation of the kingdom and run completely into my hobby. Well, I felt like this was going to happen at the time I put those two together...

In contrast, Tarantia Type Seven, a state-of-the-art mass-produced golem, was sent in full by Marinocelese's Sea Dragon Craftsmen's Group (Seadun Makers).

Since the upper body of man grows from the head of a giant tarantula, it is also like the demon Arakunei of the Mythical Age.

On the support team seat sits a man in shape like a tall wine barrel.

Polerissa Hepaist, head of development at the Golem, became the chief technical advisor (...) for the "Sea Dragon Craftsmen Group (Seadun Makers)".

"I don't want to see any older exposures... Don't you think? You."

Point to Bikini Armor's Alberina in diagonal formation.

"What? Yeah!? These little fat glasses! Shall I rupture them from the inside out!?

"Oh frightening. You hey. if you think you're an upstream, advanced, elite wizard forever............ you look painful, don't you?

There is nothing to be cowardly about the critical and half-cut alberina, quietly quickening the square eyelids. Smile like you made a little fool out of Nitanita.

"What the hell!? These glasses! What glasses man must be annoying!?

Alberina floats with critical and blue muscles.

"Oh hey!? You shouldn't! You shouldn't! Friendly, friendly, friendly! Put your battles on in the game! Then both sides...... Previous!

As the moderator and referee shook up their arms and sent a signal, Gishgish and the golems of both sides met in the middle of the Central Arena (Colosseum).

"Fuhihi, I'll tear you apart......!

"Harnelia, Lihilarotta, nice. You don't want to lose your place, do you?

Now ignore Alberina's provocation.

Polelissa glows square glasses and speaks to the golem. It would be the two girl manipulators who called.

"Wow, Lady Polle, I'll be around."

"This is the place for a terrible man who tortures a child he wants!"

Protests echo from within "Tarantia Type Seven". The audience went out of their way to draw the host's face for a moment, but they decided it was a joke.

"Uh... Um, I'll talk to you later"

"What, that man..."

Ergonote frowns uncomfortably.

"I fought the other day, but I didn't have a clue."

"You know him too!?

"As it is, well..."

I know Ergonote, but when it comes to acquaintance. Not at all happy though.

"Introduction!"

DOOOOOOOOOOOOO! and thunderous applause and cheer echoed from the audience.

"No. Yes! Shockwave Cannon"

Suddenly Lentomia set it up at the same time as the game started.

When I wondered if the tip of the black triangle had opened badly, a swirl-like mass of air was fired and directly hit the Tarantia Type Seven.

Dovan! and the smoke rises with the shock.

"" What, yeah!?

- The flying tool, was it ok!?

Continued