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

- "Curses (curses) are usually not visible.

It is truly deadly for those of us who do not have magic (...).

We do not have the power to resist the curse of a fearful sorcerer familiar with the forgotten and evil gods, rituals and magical wisdom of Tai Ancient, who sets sacrifice, blood and his own life as a catalyst.

The curse can only be felt as a "nightmare" or to the extent of a "creepy sign".

Once possessed, he instantly suffers the same symptoms as a severe disease.

Starting with tiredness, high fever and weakening without eating, eventually through confusion of consciousness, will lead to miserable death.

The curse erodes the body, and it never heals naturally. Even medicines prescribed by doctors and herbalists cannot be treated.

Those who are lucky enough to feel magic, the well-behaved, the wise old man, etc. are lucky enough to say, "Isn't that a curse?" Most of the time I realize that I will consult a monk who has received the protection of God for the first time or a magician who leads to the power of holiness.

However, in the approximate case, the hour is already late...

- Metanostadt Continental Study Journal

From The Curse Journal of the Curse of All Karakalift.

"Ritual-grade 'curse' magic? I've never seen anything real before."

I stand at the forefront of the dark shadows pushing over, manipulating tactical information displays (tactics) one after the other with only gaze guidance.

The front door where we came in was completely blocked. The curse materializes and forms a nebulous black magic thread, gathered together as it is tangled, shaped and cursed as a distorted figure.

The curse materialized, forming a nebulous black magic thread, gathered together as it tangled.

To be precise, the curse is "staining" out of the entire hall.

A disfigured shadow dripping down the hallway like crawling, dripping with Jurjul and black mucus. That's just the nightmare itself.

"This is going to be a dream."

My three mertes facing each other. Behind, at the entrance to the deepest room, my sister Camilla Alvar is down, and Manuferno is in the process of healing.

Manuferno, who has never seen this side and is dedicated to healing, believes in me that it's okay and is trying to get back on track with his seriously ill sister (Camilla).

Manuferno's "Cured Candle" itself does not have the power to improve or completely heal the drain or debilitation of health. But you can activate (...) the flesh. Activates blood flow, thereby restoring consciousness. That should allow you to drink water and consume nutritious things that give you strength.

On the left and right of Manuferno, two girls stood up.

It's a plum with a determination not to miss one and a hempelosa diagonally set up with a 'cradle of grass'.

A plum with redheads in a ponytail can sense all wavelengths of magic more than I can, and Hemperoza's "Sprinkling Magic (Shrub Garden)" can be used to physically impact or hedge opponents like evil spirits and spirits to defend them.

"I asked you, both of you!

"To the wise! I'll take care of it!

"The bad magic thread is the pram buzzes -!

Hemperosa looks a little scared, but the plum is next door, so it seems to be enduring.

I guess my apprentice with brown skin and dark hair is still not confident in his power.

And, like a black snake, a little magic thread (Magiwire) crawled out of the darkness towards Aruba, like a tentacle.

"Plum!"

"I can't and!

Faster than I scream, Plum says, "Wha!" He swept with his feet and shrugged.

"Ha, that's good, Plum. I asked you to keep it up!

"Let it go -!

When I saluted him softly, he now slapped down the black tentacles stained from the wall, chopping them off.

"To the pram, even from here!

"Ooh!?

Hemperoza kicks the tentacles of the black curse by letting the crawling grass grow on the tip of the cane like a hawk and cleaning it as if it were. Again, 'Sprinkling Magic (Shrub Garden)' seems to be a sufficiently effective means in the fight against magic.

Apparently, the curse is set on this entire hall.

"Well, let's do something about this curse first."

If a man who cannot sense magic steps in here now, he will be entwined by the tentacles of a black curse and, by the way, fall into a state of sickness.

"Sage Grecas! I'm here for you, too!

A fairy, Metius, flew all the way over my shoulder and made me lurk behind my neck ear.

"You're ticklish, Meti."

"There are fewer places to hide than previous robes!

"Oh, you weren't in combat mode."

Shakah! and expand the robe to the left and right. Expand Magic Armor (Magina Arma) and confront the Curse by Curse Magil.

"I told Master Manuferno where my brother is. She's going to see you as soon as she's healed up."

"Okay. So, let's start working."

The depth of the dim hallway is roughly about fifteen merte. Unexpectedly long hallway with three small room doors to the left and right.

Perhaps there's someone in the other room named Hikaria, the gardener of the facility I call you Mother, and another adult. Probably falling unconscious.

"Orolo Roon......!

The crowd of curses pushing from across the darkness of the hallway stretched one black arm after another at me, as if angry that I couldn't reach the person I was supposed to curse.

Bitu Bitu and I slapped my tentacles against my body like munchies. That number is about to suck on a dozen of them and as if they were hills.

But they're all held back by my bond. Around me, black tentacles are stationary in the air with Bechavecha, as if there were invisible glass with a radius of about a merte. But one black ink-like curse after another was beaten over and over again so that it overlapped there.

- Warning! Defensive junction, erosion to the second layer.

The tactical information display (tactics) issues a bright red warning, but from me confronting the Demon King (...) and the Super Dragon (...), it's like a cool breeze.

"Come on, of the magical battle... here we go"

I released hundreds of magic threads (magiwires) simultaneously from my fingertips.

All highly concealed (stealth), my magic thread (MagiWire). They won't even have the ability to detect it.

For the black nebulous Cursed Magic Circle (Curse Magil), I pierce the Magic Thread (Magiwire) one after the other.

Where it has become like a halibut or a specimen struck on a plate, it finally begins its "intervention" in the curse.

"... Reverse Analytical Formula (Disassembler) Deployment, Automatic Chanting (Autoload)! Super Drive (Accelerator)!"

It is super fast and analyzes the magic formula used by the target.

"Sage Grecas, we're ready to produce an antibody formula!

"Okay. Cover the whole process from here."

I float some more translucent windows in front of me, performing one magic ceremony after another.

Apparently, the opponent uses an ancient Ephtalian cover-up cryptographic language. It is a magical language used mainly in Prussia in the north and in the Stralian archipelagic system in the west.

"Hmm? Sounds like a pretty cautious sorcerer. Were you overlapping three different formats of surgical formulas and encrypting them in a complex manner? But...... sweet!

- Concealed Cryptographic Formula (Concramate) Analysis… Unlock (Unlock), Unlock (Unlock), Unlock (Unlock).

At the core of "Wise Man's Magic" is the ultra-fast, magical arithmetic ability with autonomous driving formula (appct).

Even the magical language that I intend to hide in complexity will be parsed and naked in less than ten seconds.

This will completely take over the enemy's magic thread.

The opponent can no longer control the curse or know what's going on here.

And you're not even supposed to realize that.

I'll strike back here.

- Start injecting "Reverse Osmosis (Virus) Autonomous Drive Formula (APPLECT)" … Complete.

This is a gift from me to them. Send in an assortment of magic formulas that have an extremely bad effect.

A truly delightful reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous formula (appct) cocktail filled with elements of social dying, such as intense pain throughout the body, unstoppable urination, naked dancing and a screaming rush to a place with guards.

It's someone who carries out a curse or something, you don't need to hesitate.

- Deceptive information, start sending!

Furthermore, the information of the niche is sent in.

Right now, the opponent's operator is only "looking" at the "nickel information" that I flushed.

The nickname information that is being circulated is "Five people are on the verge of death".

While the curse seems to be working, all information such as our presence is being blocked and deceptive.

I mean...

"All the curses currently remaining in this hall came under my control (...)"

Pattin! and thumped his fingers, the black tentacle-like curse motion stopped perfectly.

"It stopped!?

"It's Grey's magic -!

Plum had already crushed a dozen black tentacles, but he just crushed the last one that stopped moving. No.

"The boulder is the sage Grecas. That's brilliant."

"Huh...... hahaha?

While fixing my glasses, I rewrote the magic ceremony against the black curse to flow 'self-destruct' into the sewage.

Continued