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

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The time is 2: 30 PM.

The late autumn sun begins to lose momentum early, so much so that the wind feels no heart or cold.

The audience doesn't want to go home alone, even though all the scheduled games are over.

I'm just waiting for something with my eyes like I even got a fever.

"- That's why it's the words of Polerissa Hepaist, representative of the Marinocerese Sea Dragon Craftsmen's Group (Seadun Makers) and Head of Development, who was brilliant at the first Golem Battle Tournament and glorified with the crown of her first victory!

The Central Arena (Colosseum) had a winner interview.

A patchy, light applause sounds.

"Well, as you can see. Is it because so many participants were unfamiliar (...) with the first tournament? I'm sure you understand that our performance is excellent. Be quick when you want our golem Tarantia Series. We can now offer early discounts at special prices."

Booing flies on boulders for this.

The square glasses man Polerissa, I guess, was meant to be a tease joke, but there would be something a little more to say.

The closing ceremony will be lined up here by all the participants, with the words of Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, but now for now the winner's hero (?) I'm in the middle of an interview.

The audience would have reacted well if at least two girls were engineers, not coits.

But the two guys who are supposed to be the stars seem busy cleaning up after them.

"Morepower. Careful, Lotta"

"Why are we even doing this...?

Harnelia and Lihilarotta complain about the bumps, manipulating the spider shaped golem Tarantia Type Seven and dragging the damaged fuselage.

One of the attractions of the Golem is the high degree of versatility that can be used not only in combat but also in a wide range of ways up to these hauling operations.

"Well...... Dear Sage (...), famous for making golems. Can you compete with one of our golems and one of our prized golems?

Point your glasses at me with your provocative remarks.

I've been waiting for you from the venue! and twitching happens all the time.

Apparently, the audience was eagerly awaiting this match card.

Grecas, you've been nominated.

"Greg, say it!

Faria and Lentomia look at me from the left and right.

"Uhm."

Though your scheduled previous match (...), I don't feel comfortable.

Looking back for now, Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, sitting alongside her son-in-law Prince Ergonote, nodded extremely small and "cockly" without changing her expression.

- Do it.

Is that a signal?

It's not like I'm a princess and a heartbreaker on a boulder. But if you think about it in your position as a "wise man who works in the kingdom," you know what the princess is trying to say.

Methanostat Grand Cultural Festival, the first multinational golem battle tournament that was positioned at the largest state-run entertainment (...). It was the Tarantia Type Seven developed by Marinoserese's "Sea Dragon Craftsmen's Group (Seadun Makers)" that dominated the fierce war.

Regardless of the rules governing the Games and some of the problems with the Participation Code (Regulation), we can say that we have had great success in terms of revenue and booming people.

Except for the fact that the winner was the golem of another country.

At the first tournament to be remembered, Metanostadt, the great power, will not be able to let the other countries do what is good for them.

"... ok. This is me, this sage Grecas, dealing with you."

When I got up from my seat, I shook off the sage's robe.

DOOOOO!? and cheer like a ground.

"Hang in there, Grecas!

Ergonote called out from a high VIP seat.

"Ergonote, it's been a long time since we've had a drink together and it's been fun"

"Show him things in your 'barrel'"

"Oh, leave it to me, Faria."

"I think if we lose, we'll lose our place..."

"Lentomia, don't put pressure on me"

While I am stunned by the unmistakable half-elf, I also speak to the Riolas who look more worried about me.

"One more game to go. Let's go home when it's over."

"Yes! Brother Gu, no!

Riola shines her chestnut eyes and waves.

"Guru! Don't lose!

Iola cheers me on with Larna on my back.

"Grey! You have a fight that doesn't hurt..."

"Shit, clean up and come home with me!

Plum and Hemperoza seemed pretty worried about me, too.

"It's okay, don't worry"

When I say that, I inspire Magnetics. I jumped out of the audience seat for power on my legs and hips.

"- Ugh!

"To fly from there!?

"It's impotent -!?

I jumped into the air with such a voice on my ass, gorgeous (...).

"Ooh!? Master Sage...!

"Jumped ahhh!?

The audience suddenly startles and screams.

The height of the special gallery we were in would be more than ten mertes above the ground. If you fall like this normally, your legs will break or your worst hips will suck.

But I have this new robe.

"Sage's robe, battle mode open!

Respond to my orders, Shaggo! and a robe flowered around left and right, forming a beautiful blue petal (...).

"Ooh!? Look!"

"Oh my...!

Five angelic feathery blue petals are cured in an instant by my magic thread (Magiwire), and the flow of air is controlled by further excited "Fluid Control Magic (Hydrostema)" on the back.

This reduces the impact of the landing to unlimited zero.

This is a new feature of the Royal Magic Society's robe of the new sage, which has been adjusted by the faces of the "Talking Room of the Three Moons".

I gracefully - and I don't know what to say to myself - landed and showed it off really magnificently.

Return the robe to its original condition with both feet staggered. And fix the messy hair with your right hand with a cool face.

"Oops! Here we go! We're down to the arena, finally......! Finally, here comes our sage Grecas. Ah!

Whoa, whoa! And the cheer boiled.

'Tarantia Typezeven No. 4' stands behind Polerissa as she stomps her foot.

"Ah, sage glasses man......"

'This guy wasn't flying right now...?

"You're here. It was all this time."

Little fat square glasses and I were confronting each other again.

"Me too, Polerissa. The Golem of the Sea Dragon Craftsmen Group (Seadun Makers), which is proud of its high performance, has been fully shown. Sure...... really great, hat off"

"Oh no? Admit it? You think this one's better than you?

"Excellent. Thoughtful design, high precision in workmanship. The same goes for performance. Precision, stability and persistence. And power. Which is a very next-generation airframe. And... the two manipulators are really adorably trained."

"Hey, the guy with the glasses over here is a good guy, right?

"Saddle Change Decision"

"You guys..."

Slightly angry, Polerissa gives the golem a rough face for being praised.

There's no way anyone can be better praised and disliked.

To the praise of my letting go, Polerissa rocks her shoulders with joy and moves her squared glasses as hard as she can.

I'm forced to dress like a nobleman, but it doesn't really look good on me.

"Ooh, ooh!? First of all, show respect, sage Grecas! A declaration of defeat from the beginning? Or... are you overwhelmed!?

Judge (referee) and commentator conveys my words in a mean way.

"But do it... will you be my golem counterpart?

Pattin! And I snapped my fingers.

"You're the prized golem of Wine Barrel, aren't you? A golem that uses the physical impact of rotation as a weapon. It is true that the structure is simple, hard and powerful. Plus, you know you're going from four-legged to two-legged, right?

I guess I've been collecting and analyzing a lot of information about my golem.

"Well done, you know. By the way... there are some features like this, you know?

"Huh...?

Eventually, I heard the sound of the golem going (...) from afar.

Ko - - Whoa!

Beyond the sky in the Central Arena (Colosseum), you begin to hear the air blowing out.

That's not like the sound of rolling or the sound of a four-legged strain kicking the ground.

It's a vibration of air flying through the air.

"Become...!?

Eventually a black object jumped over the rock wall surrounding the Central Arena of Fight (Colosseum) and into the air over the audience.

GUYYYYY! and as I swirl through the air, it gradually gathers over my head.

That number is four in all.

Wine barrel golem "Full" and "Blurb" plus two mass-produced "Barrel".

"And it's flying!?

"Nah, what the hell!?

"My sage, my sage golem!

"The sky... the barrel is flying!?

The audience points to the sky and opens their mouths.

The four 'wine barrels' flying out of the air eventually made me try to stay still in the air in the pitch at roughly ten mertes above me.

"Nah, how oh!? It's flying! Does Sage's golem fly in the sky?

Whoa, whoa, whoa! and the Central Arena (Colosseum) rocked from its roots.

The audience wasn't the only surprise. Apostles and military officials from other countries in the guest gallery seem to have nothing more to offer than an abrupt look at the sky.

"Do it with the wise. You... Oh, my God. Golem... in the sky!

For the first time, Polerissa has a startling look on her face.

"Come on, you can do 3D mobile combat (...), compete with my golem...... do you?

I lifted my glasses with my fingertips.

Continued