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

Crystal ball communication placed on the table began to emit light.

That's a crystal sphere dedicated to direct calls with King Methanostat government officials.

"Mmm? Sounds like you're calling. On such a snowstorm day...... who the hell is it?

A pale blue and white light swirls in the crystal. The vortex eventually turns into the person's face, and at the same time begins to transmit audio.

"- Yahoo? Can you hear me, Greg?

It was Lentomia. A boy wizard with jade eyes and young leafy hair is shown.

Looks like it's in some building, and the outfit looks like a blue uniform up and down the way magic school students wear it. It weaves a white cloak that shows the top wizard.

"What is Lentomia? I'm sorry, but I'm in the middle of Hemperoza studies right now. Can I talk to you later?

"Oh, really? Mm-hmm... even later '

Other than that, Lentomia pulls back with clams. Wouldn't that be a big deal?

- and.

Kiku, and my little hand rocked my sleeve.

"To the wise, maybe it's important? Don't worry, I know the problem."

Having said that, Hemperoza turned again to the Magic Problems Collection (drill). Add the missing lines and circles to the magic circle, and simple magic inspires me if I'm right, but it seems difficult, and I'm frowning and thinking.

"Hempero...... Well, then I'm solving the problem by myself for a little while."

"Don't worry!

As I lifted my dark hair to my ear with my fingertips, I began to think seriously as I turned the magic book again. How nasty and loving that looks.

Let's just say this place is sweet to Hemperoza's concern and listens to Lentomia.

I held the crystal ball in my hand and went outside the living room dining room. The hallway is slightly limp and cold.

"Lentomia, what's going on?

"Is that it? Is that okay? I'm in the Magic Workshop Union (Marsenal Guild) hall by the Royal Castle. I'm here as a magic tech advisor to the Royal Magic Society. So, I need to talk to you about one thing."

"Consultation, what?

Lentomia laughs bitterly like "Ha ha". Behind it, officials and delegates from various magic workshops (Marsenal) gathered to see what was surrounding them.

Apparently, I could see about ten humans arguing with that or this around a barrel-shaped object that was put on a table or workbench.

I can also see a man in a style such as a middle-aged technician, a young, witty young engineer, and a blonde sister and a young half-elf girl. That would be... the Naruz.

"Grey's" Fluid Control Magic (Hydrostema), "a barrel that flies through the sky (Barr.) I analyzed the magic you taught me and replaced it with simple magic to create a similar product (...) and saw it. Oh, it's the people here at the magic workshop who actually made the actual thing. '

"I see? So"

"I actually tried to make a prototype, but I only get about a fifth of it with the output. I can't fly anything with this. Well, it's going to be a blower (...) '

"Ha ha, that seems like there's still room for improvement. 'Cause you're prototype one, right?

'Yeah. That's right...'

A flying 'barrel' that gains thrust by ejecting air, but it actually combines fairly advanced magic. Combining "Mucus Magic (Sloudou)" with "Fluid Control Magic (Hydrostema)" and "Autonomous Driving Ceremony (Acrypt)," there will be some difficult parts to fully reproduce even in Lentomia.

"Couldn't you improve that?

"Ma, there's that, but I also want to think about the effective use of this prototype number one. I also have the idea of a more powerful Prototype II, but if it's not an intermediate level wizard, I can do something about it or limit it. This prototype number one has the advantage of being able to move even if you are not a wizard, because you can move even the magic stored in a powdered magic tank (Magina Pool) that crushed crystals."

"I see. As a magic engineer, do you want to live there...? But not a blower..."

"You don't have enough power. I tried it, but the skirt of the girl around me was swollen. '

"Ha, not enough to fly"

Me and Lentomia laughed and eventually sighed and put their faces closer to the crystal sphere.

"In fact, the King's government and the army are working together to prototype a vehicle capable of transporting supplies and people at high speeds over long distances against the Magic Workshop Union (Marsenal Guild)... and demands are coming. So we're all in trouble. The truth is, I want to make it fly like a Grey carriage. But... it's pretty hard. So I can't use this for anything."

"I see, that's what happened"

The next step in the communications revolution with crystal spheres (...) is thinking about mass high-speed transport as an alternative to carriages.

The world would change better if we were able to deliver massive amounts of support supplies to the regions. If supplies can be transported in large quantities to the 'World Tree' far from it, we can also hope for secure domination and development.

But...

With my Sky Turtle, I can travel at high speeds, but I know it's not really suitable for transportation. On his way home from Fatsugar village the other day, he was unable to raise his altitude due to the weight of massive loads of sugar, making it a painful flight.

"Hey Greg, do you have any good ideas? If you're a wise man with infinite knowledge and wisdom, maybe you'll give us some tips... so we all expect '

In the direction Lentomia sees Chirali, there are Ms Narulu and Ms Malbourne.

"Ha, you value me too much"

Much of the knowledge is gathered by search magic (google), and the source of the springing ideas (...) is just taking hints from fragments of knowledge that I heard when I lived in different worlds.

For example, the Autonomous Driving Ceremony (ACRIPT), which forms the backbone of my magic, took its cue from "The Plump of the Paddle". The Sovereign Sect (Circle) was also originally conceived from the military "Ra-ra".

But I didn't want to admit it, but I'm already forgetting about the world on this side. Because of you, I don't remember much.

"Okay. Give me some time."

"Really!? Thank you, Greg. I love it. '

"Oh, with a blower and a skirt... something's coming to mind"

"Hmm? If you think of anything by tomorrow, I'm not telling you! Bye. '

Lentomia finished communicating.

But I already had one idea in mind. A skirt swollen by the wind tipped.

- Blowers, inflated skirts, supplies, mass transit, and long distances.

I lifted a round slime of peach that was crawling near me with Mozomozo and I put it on my head.

……………

It's calm, cold, pleasant, and heady. Close your eyes and meditate.

Mozo Mozo Mozo... Cheen!

"That's right!... Air... Cushion, indeed 'Hoba - Kura Fu'! Yes, it's a hovercraft!

Continued