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

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We returned to the lower level of the central longitudinal hole (center shaft).

There are signs of giant mushrooms, slimes, and various creatures.

Me, Lentomia, and Metius' magic analysis showed that the mushroom giant was caused by a hexagonal columnar box. To be precise, the life-promoting (biologic) magic that had been sealed in a hermetically sealed box for a thousand years after use had been perverted over the years was smashed into the world tree by the collapse of the hull and the impact of the birth of the world tree. There is no doubt that the degenerative magic that leaked out of it was responsible for the rapid impact on mushrooms, including reproduction.

Though not concentrated enough to affect other organisms, it is believed to have worked effectively on mushroom mycelium.

"Ooh? It's a rare bug."

Pram crouches down and looks at the beetle that was snagging at the giant mushroom. Then he took the pencil and half-sized sketchbook out of the pouch he was wearing from his shoulder.

"Pram, did you have a sketchbook?

"I gave it to you."

"The manu?

"Sister Manu, I just got it. They also taught me how to paint," Apprentice. "

"Master. I tried against Greg.... hey!

"Well, good for you, Plum"

"Yes -!

Plum and Manuferno look at each other with pleasure. When I peek into the sketchbook, I draw really well. A realistic sketch shows all kinds of mushrooms, bugs, etc., but they all say they were seen in this world tree.

Apparently, Manuferno and Pram had become like my relationship with Hemperoza's mentor.

"Ooh!? When did you get so good, Plum, you're amazing?"

"Photos. I only draw with paranoia, but Pram's good at looking and drawing."

Manuferno presents an expert analysis of the painting. I've won awards at cultural festivals in the kingdom before, and I guess I have taste.

"Well, you've got something for Plum too...!

"Eh, heh, it's..."

Pram held the sketchbook to his chest and gave him a lit grin. I wish it could lead me to the dream of becoming an insect doctor and being able to live with the Colos... but I'm motivated here and I'll be there for you.

"I'm sure the arts help themselves. You can't be a scholar without studying."

"... and I am -"

"I... I'm good at magic!

"Yes, yes, I know. I know."

Hold down Hemperoza's head, which jumps up and down small next to the plum to appeal, and stop the up and down movement.

Step by step, you're growing…….

Scarlet-haired girl and brunette girl laughing fun. I narrowed my eyes unexpectedly when I saw the two in contrast.

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The world tree has countless horizontal holes stretching from the 'central longitudinal hole (center shaft)' and mazes further branched from it, and various artifacts (...) have been found.

Many of them are pieces of metal or fallen parts with crushed armor from the Holy Sword Battleship.

Metal pieces have been found large and small, from the earlier objects of the pinky fingers to those of the size of doors, but they are said to be so precious that they cannot be priced. All of those 'treasures' are strictly packed and sent to the Wang capital Metanostadt.

All recovered pieces of metal and parts, etc. are transported to a secret facility beneath the spire, where day and night research is carried out at the hands of the kingdom's proud alchemists, wizards and numerous scholars.

Me and Lentomia participate from time to time, but there the witch Alberina is happily immersed in the research, and the results obtained from the analysis make me try to develop new alloys, new magic mechanisms, etc.

"And for that reason, Lord Grecas, the wise man. There's been a domestic call to further strengthen security here."

With his hands on the wall of the world tree, Sir Rembrandt began to talk about the results of his correspondence with the King's Capital. Serve a crystal ball on your hip porch.

"The contents of that hexagonal box are like a nameplate engraved with the names of the ancestors of this world... I don't know if anyone who wants it for rarity will come and steal it..."

"Well, terrible! Is there such a thief out there?

Metius, the fairy sitting on my shoulder, gets up a little outraged.

"There will be no magician but me who can read the information stored in that crystal. But......, still no different to 'treasures' of historical value. It's not like there's no one here to steal it."

The giant hexagonal columnar object I was asked to appraise by Sir Rembrandt was instructed to be strictly managed as an 'S-rank artifact' subject to special protection among them.

It is only natural that the handling must be more discreet than it turns out to be the wreckage of a storage device containing special historical memories, a 'grave mark'.

"Even though we will increase our security, can we assign personnel here?

"That's... that's the tough part. Actually, just for the record, during the past month, there have been two incidents of entry into a restricted area of the World Tree. All of them escaped, but the alarm went off on a magical network of interpersonal surveillance planted around the world tree."

"Is it an agent from another country… or a professional burglar group?

"Yes, it would definitely be a professional offense to look at in terms of how handy it is to break in and the vibrancy of your escape. The country is asking for more security personnel, not soldiers, but it also seems to have budgetary convenience…"

The knight of the kingdom, wearing armor on his large body, sighed in the wind that he was in real trouble.

Thirty of these troops stationed at the World Tree, from what I've seen, are there. Sometimes it has been found that there are no dangerous demons, and nominally it is probably positioned as a base defense force.

We may be able to withstand raids by special forces from other countries trying to take the land, but we have too few personnel to take another 24 hours off guard.

"Aren't the villagers also hiring as security guards?

"Yes, but it's only a vigilante, amateur visual."

Indeed, it would also be dangerous if the opponent were a professional burglar group or something.

Advanced mass-produced Tarantia Type Seven has been deployed, but now it seems to be just being used for training and material transport.

"Hmm. You'll have trouble with that. Let me think of something for you too."

"Oh no, Lord Grecas the Wise......!

Sir Rembrandt, the knight, shakes his head just saying he can't ask that far.

But I have been expected to work as a wise man more than I have been escorted on an expedition by princesses and a large number of people in the castle.

The thousands of years old memories that were remembered in the crystals we have just seen may still find some valuable information if we examine them. In other words, it is more than an important asset of the kingdom, it is obliged to protect it.

And so a small warrior, who had followed Sir Rembrandt as his subordinate, took a step forward and thanked him. A middle-aged man with a lean feel, but sharp eyes.

I found Lu in a slightly distant position, alerting this man the whole time. When you gaze at me, you put your hands on the knife pattern.

Careful, that's a sign.

"I'm late to say hello, but I'm easily named Jodos, the person in charge of binding the villagers' guards. … qualified as a Ranger"

"Ranger?

I listened back to my unheard credentials. But at the same time, Search Magic (Gögor) examines the definition of "Ranger" in the Royal Methanostat Army.

The book included 'extrajudicial persons recognized for their special skills and pledged their cooperation and loyalty to the Kingdom, etc.'. Seeing the man named Jodos again, I see...... he has a loose eye somewhere.

"Heh. As you can guess, I was leading a burglar group. We were in the business of treasure hunting for graves everywhere. Once upon a time...... I received 'mercy' where I would be tied down. I had... a wife and a child. The late... thanks to the whole family. I now belong to the Ministry of the Interior and am seconded here"

Against the knight and me, I bow my head deep again. At least it's not a lying, false eye.

A family-run (...) burglary of grave vandalism is said to be common in the westernmost region of Israel, bordering "western countries" with many remains.

"I see, can you streamline security here?"

"Heh! I have read the thoughts of those attempting to break in, told Sir Rembrandt, and put up a prevention trap by hitting the lead beforehand"

Indeed, it is not unusual in history to do so in such a way as to attract those familiar with the specialty, even the enemy. Because it's smarter and more efficient.

- Well, I guess I'm one of those people.

Unexpectedly self-derisive thoughts come to mind.

"This man, a former bandit, is now a pledge of allegiance to the kingdom. I can assure you that I will be able to put my credibility down as I watch the last six months of work"

"Heh.... from my experience and reckoning (...), tomorrow... as early as tonight, there will be those who will come after the treasure here again"

Jodos dives in his voice and says:

"On what grounds? It is also explored by interpersonal vigilance junctions mounted on deployed golems, as well as regular patrols by cavalry. It shouldn't be easy to get close to a restricted area, though?

Sir Rembrandt asks Jodos with a slightly harsh voice.

"... hey. It is the brightness of the moon and night. The complete crescent moon is over. This is the second night. Some darkness is easier to sneak than complete darkness. And..."

Lower your voice and posture so you can peek me in from the bottom and give me a nibbly grin.

"There were those who took the Sage's family and watched the directions with far-sightedness magic until we got here in the Golem... so there were signs"

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Me and Sir Rembrandt looked at each other.

I guess this man has some magic power. I use my powers to complement my intuition and experience, although not at a level where I can use magic.

Until then, when it comes to former bandit-like usage, it cannot be said that it is one of those underlying magical uses where the plum can visually grasp the magic thread (Magiwire) without training and with his fingertips.

"Okay. So... I'll set the trap."

"Lord Sage...?

"A trap?

The knights Sir Rembrandt and Jodos speak out at the same time.

"There will be limits to more security and to keeping an eye on it all the time. So... let us (...) magically build an autonomous guard.... Hemperoza!

I was on the other side of the spiral corridor, calling Hemperosa, who was doing something with Plum.

"... what?

Hemperoza came with Totete.

I look for the right catalyst (...). Something about to be a guard... and it's still a giant mushroom that catches my eye.

- Do you want to tailor this to a golem?

Continued