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

A curse overflowing from the men's right arms began to spread around them as if they had overflowed (spilled) black ink.

It is a living giant hill-like movement that gradually stretches its black tentacles in all directions. The crystal lamp in the room blinks irregularly due to magic fluctuations.

"Guh!?

"Hi-no-no!

The two men are stuck in pain by falling on the spot. The right hand turns dark and discolored, and the area eroded by the curse goes towards the heart.

"Sage ss......!

"Spearno, don't leave me!

- You planted the Curse Magic Circle (Curse Magil) directly on your arm!

This curse was the same thing that used to try to curse my sisters and brothers in The Seven Colors Prisoner Rehabilitation School. The tactical information display (tactics) tells us that the curse composition formula matches perfectly.

If there was a fairy Metius, he'd say in a cheerful voice, "It's just like then, sage Grecas!" He would have told me.

Spread the cloak of the wise man and hide Spiano behind his back.

"Well, it doesn't make sense."

Deployed in combat output, The Sage's Boundary inhibits the approaching of the black curse as an invisible wall.

Tentacles like black ink bounced back at us without being able to reach us.

2 It is by this junction that the knight Rembrandt and his men, standing behind Merte, are left uncalled for, unfolding like a wall separating the detention site.

"Keh, Lord Grecas the Wise, were these men cursed!?

Immediately beside Sir Rembrandt asking the surprise circumstances, the flowers that had been raised in the vase decayed in an instant, tea withered and collapsed in pieces.

"It seems so. I guess the person who hired these people was going to end it from the beginning. Or if you fail, so you can seal your mouth immediately."

"Oh no... Grr!?

"Chick, chip, chip, chip!

You heard what I said, the men are teething and gasping for pain.

Before the curse reaches your heart, you will lose your life in pain.

The trigger for activation is some kind of keyword or action. It was set up to talk extraneously or automatically activate a deadly curse when a certain amount of time had elapsed.

"What a horrible thing...!

"Sir Rembrandt! This is evacuation!

My men will speak to Sir Rembrandt. But Sir Rembrandt doesn't change one complexion and doesn't try to move with his spine stretched out.

"Behold Lord Grecas, the wise man! Not a single step has been retreated from that place where the black curse blows. What can we do down here?"

"But......!

In the face of the young men wearing a piece of equipment called a sword in leather armor, the colour of the rush floats.

This place is no shame to run, more than it has no magical defense.

But I don't either. Leaving aside the curse, it is also possible that the lethal curse will spread throughout the village.

If so, it will also affect the life of a peaceful and pleasant village. Above all, for the village of Yorabar, which is going to be a tourist destination, it can be reputable if it is known about the death of a bandit.

That's not what the kingdom or I want.

"I'll take care of it here."

Shaking off the cloak of the wise man, he simultaneously released hundreds of magic threads (magiwires) from his fingertips as he threw them.

Those on this occasion will not see it, but a thread of magic emitted white and sharp light pierced the surrounding black curse like a shower.

Pittari, and the pulse of the black curse stops.

"Ooh!? It's stopped......!

Sir Rembrandt's men cheer.

There is no room for the curse to reflux in my magic thread (Magiwire), which is covered (stealth).

The black nebulous Cursed Magic Circle (Curse Magil) simply fails to comprehend a sudden attack.

"Automatic Chanting (Autoload)! Cursed Magic Circle (Curse Magil) Antibody Surgery (Vaccine) Auto-driven Surgery (APPLICT) ……!"

It is not a number of things, such as curses that have already been parsed.

The black curse changed white from gray, biki...... cracked like a biki and dry ground, powdered and began to disappear. The powder returns to nothing without falling down.

Just as lethal diseases can be prevented with vaccines, even curses are not enough to fear if counter-medical formulas are ready.

It's the opponent's (...) operator's bad luck that he showed me his hand at least once.

"... ahhh...!? The curse... '

'Disappeared......!?

From the men's arms, the black curse peels off and falls back as if the thin skin peels off.

The men fell unconscious as it was.

I guess these two felt like making money from their poor hometown. But there's a good story behind it. I also feel somewhat sympathetic that the phrase I encountered in the mushroom golem, and at the end of the day, was about to be killed by a curse.

"I hope you're not tied up.... take care"

Forced repatriation measures, or... some would have you spying backwards as an informant. Let's just say we leave the rest to Sir Rembrandt's discretion.

"Sage sss... you're a boulder sss!

Spiano looks up at me with a sparkling look, moving the dog's tail slowly to the left and right.

"The time is 2: 00 AM... this is the real 'Before Morning' one"

Thank you. A beautiful joke pops up to see if the whole night makes me brainwash.

The air in the place, which had been frozen by a terrible curse, would also soothe a little with this.

"... ssss"

But Spiano is looking at me with a harsh half-eye like the one he painted.

"Spiano, this is... you can laugh, okay?

"Excellent work, Lord Grecas the Wise...! Nothing more than admiration."

And, Sir Rembrandt puts his hand on his chest and deeply thanks him. To the joke...... should I de-curse instead?

"No, it's no big deal. There seems to be more people pulling threads behind it than that. The identity is a mystery, but I can also see it in their hands"

"He said he was a middleman in Stralia.... Was there still a western country involved?

From the stories of the men of the bandits, words rolled out that made it stink. This case is likely to need to be communicated to the King's Government and the special assistants of the Ministry of the Interior.

"Maybe. There are other things that come to mind."

"Let us turn to the judgment of the headquarters and the Ministry of the Interior. Except that the villagers have caught the thief, can you keep a secret about the curse and the mastermind?

"Okay."

I worry about the future village and make suggestions.

"Sir Rembrandt, let's set up a 'Blessing (Fest)' tomorrow morning with my people that will not activate the curse, as we will have Sir Rembrandt's guard guard prevent burglar intrusions. That should prevent such curses from overflowing in the future."

As a precaution, the Cursed Magic Circle (Curse Magil) Antibody Ceremony (Vaccine) is chanted with Manuferno's Blessings (Fest) to surround the village, and if cleansed, there should be no future disasters.

"From what to how truly... thank you, Lord Grecas the Wise"

"Come on, don't"

A handsome knight from nobility stares at me, and I get lit up.

And, Spiano leaned against the wall. Something's wrong.

"... ku"

"Spiano!?

I ran over and put my hand on Spearno's back. Did I still get shocked to see the horrible curse, after I made it impossible?

Spiano is blushing as he holds his chest over his arms.

"Mm... my chest..."

"Is it painful!?

But Spiano hardly tries to answer. Worried Sir Rembrandt looks worried and watches with his men.

"... my chest... tension... Dames, I have to give you a drink..."

When I say that in a whisper, my face turns bright red and I nod, my dog eared mom holding my chest down softly.

I finally realized I was there. Mothers in the middle of parenting say their milk builds up in their chests if they don't let their babies drink it all the time. What a mystery of life! Miracle mom milk.

"I see you've accumulated breast milk!? All right, breasts."

"Don't tell me, Sue!

"Buh!?

Bachin! and I got slammed across the side with a spark scattered in front of me.

Continued