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

The magic of the sage Grecas, "Shining Stone", was quietly sucked into the mushroom pattern (eh).

The mushroom is yellow and sloppy in its entirety and is a poisonous mushroom called the Ouaraitake. It's not a rare kind, but it doesn't leak in the example of mushrooms growing around the world tree. It's terribly huge, it's 50 centimeters thick, and it's over a merte tall.

The "magic stone" planted aggressively by Knight Rembrandt said it would help turn mushrooms into golems.

- At least if I could just buy some time to rebuild my attitude......!

If you can distract them slightly, now is the time to knock the blow of the resurrection into their brain, Knight Rembrandt thought.

As captain of the Royal Army stationed in the World Tree, Knight Rembrandt had a strong will that he could never succumb to any strong opponent. Above all, he makes it his own creed to fight his enemies with dignity.

On the other hand, if you fight shamelessly against the name of the knight of the kingdom and you lose even if you hit your full strength, you even thought that was something you had no choice.

But... Reality couldn't possibly forgive me for being selfish "justice" that I could even call such sweet romanticism.

If I fall down here now, this dreadful enemy may reach out to his men and villagers next.

- Whatever, we have to stop this man!

In order to do this, I realize that I will not be able to achieve victory without even abandoning my common sense as a knight that my life, my pride as a knight, and one-on-one battles will always be fought squarely.

"Sage Grecas...... to me, help me!

As soon as possible, the whole mushroom began to emit a dazzling golden glow. Bishh......! and at the same time that the magic ceremony starts, part of the bark is sucked from the roots of the world tree, which was closely connected, as if it were pulling out fiber.

They seemingly deformed into green crawl and turned into limbs. The yellow giant mushroom began to move with the green spreading grass as its hands and feet.

"- What!?

The enemy (Heclastos), who was about to wave the sword down, stopped moving and jumped backwards.

I guess the person you thought was dying decided you inspired some magical power you couldn't get to know. Zasha! and when he jumped and landed at the rear two Merte, Heclastos' eyes opened wide and a startling voice leaked out of his mouth.

"Mushroom's... fairy, you say!?

There stood the "mushroom golem", which produced many thin green hands and feet in its yellow appearance.

That's definitely the golem that Sage Grecas overmade and put back in bulk the other day. The figure is no different from that of the mushrooms that were growing from the ground, but there are wasabi and silly green spreads on the lower body.

- Success!

The knight Rembrandt did not miss the gap the opponent was surprised by.

He holds the sword and squeezes his strength and rises. I still have blunt pain in my back, but I'm not injured.

The enemy is terribly strong, though. Even if the slow movement of the golem doesn't help, or if the mushroom golem just distracts them, they can always have a gap.

But the knight Rembrandt, who saw the golem of a yellow mushroom that was supposed to be a reinforcement, accidentally raised his voice.

"Huh... Huh!?

Something's wrong.

It's slightly different from what Sage made before...... no, obviously not. Speaking of what's different, it has a cute "face" that looks like it got out of a picture book (...) and pasted it.

"Or face!?

Moreover, the face was on the umbrella (...).

A really cute patchy black eye and a grinning mouth on the top of the mushroom 'umbrella'.

In the picture book that Acting Village Manager's daughter seemed to hold dear... there must have been a face in the patterned part of the sloppy mushroom, or torso.

- Different position!?

Isn't this a clever tactic of sage Grecas, knight Rembrandt? thought.

To that evidence, the enemies, who were drooling with killing, are clearly shredded with killing by the "fairies of the woods" who inadvertently emerged.

Indeed, in terms of the effect of attracting the other person's attention with adorable mushrooms, it can be said that they have used their power sufficiently.

"Ko... you've met 'The Fairy of Fortune' in a place like this... I'm lucky to make it...!

He had a rugged face, but his mouth is shaking slightly. He looked like that, as if he was pushing a grin coming up and killing him. Even a man like this must have seen it in a picture book when he was a kid. Give me the mushroom fairy shurm in the woods that you can be happy.

At least this guy named Heclastos has his eyes nailed to the mushroom golem he moved.

"... Noko?

Besides, the mushroom golem won't even show you how to fight, and the little neck (?) leaning, he shyly moved toward the shadow of a large tree root.

Heclastos leaves his mouth half-opened with his sword tip stabbed to the ground and follows its appearance.

Should we escape or feed him a blow......! Heclastos opened his mouth as Knight Rembrandt clutched the pattern of "Mass Production Model (Producture)/Thunder Divine Sword (Sandaguard)" for a long time to get lost.

"Mr. Knight, you're quite lucky...? Thanks to this fairy... I lived 30 seconds longer... Yikes!

"Come on!"

I still don't seem willing to loosen my hands on the attack. Heclastos, lifting a huge bastard sword, made another run for the knight.

and then.

"Noco!"

What a careless scream, along with a mushroom golem jumped "pimp" straight from the side, hugging Heclastos' right arm and shoulder.

It's like, "Whoa, stop! ♪ But it's just like saying ♪ The boulder Heclastos was also surprised by this, which slowed the steps of the advance.

"Whatever."

"Noko...... wofofofofofoaaaaa!

But the next moment the "face" that was affixed to the umbrella turned into a grin that could even be described as evil in an instant. Boffaoaaaaa! and with tremendous momentum the yellow powder erupted from the back of the umbrella, hitting Heclastos directly in the face.

"Guha!?

The powder ejected from the back of the umbrella is shaded as if it had darkened the smoke of Sugi pollen dozens of times earlier in the spring. It was exactly the storm of poisonous spores itself.

"- Kiki, let's ambush!?

Knight Rembrandt screamed in a flipped voice. Pretend to be a cute fairy and let them be alarmed and attack with poisonous spores...... Because such tactics don't even exist in a knight's head, at least.

"Goha!? Buhagoho! Gehu......!

Heclastos apparently inhaled the poisonous spores thoughtfully. It doesn't matter if you sprinkle so much at close range, even if you put up a magical junction. Breathe more than be human, let alone this man is a warrior. Massive amounts of flesh should have craved air.

Pressing his throat and peeling his white eyes, he stuck his tongue out as he made a strange breathing noise, "Grow... mushroom... grow... ru hiru!?" He began to scream.

Galan......! and dropped a huge sword, knocking both knees about the docile and the ground, and fell straight into the front glance.

Zuuuum......! and fell as he splashed a yellow spore hung on his body, so the knight Rembrandt accidentally held his mouth back.

"... Huh!

"Noco?"

The yellow mushroom golem, which succeeded in an ambush until stunning, began to walk with Totete, hiding once again in the shadows of the great roots. The face on the umbrella is watching this one.

"Oh, thank God. Sage Grecas'...... mushroom golem-kun"

Knight Rembrandt thanks the mushroom with a pulling grin.

When Grecas, the wise man, gave himself the magical Shining Stone, he said such a thing, "Be powerful if you pinch it".

Perhaps it was always about discerning your own personality that was serious and genuine, even if you were honest in battle as a knight.

A predicament stood in front of a dreaded enemy.

It must have been Grecas, the wise man, predicting in advance the "pinch" that he would fall into, always challenging the battle directly from the front and only knowing the art of fighting in the way he had learned in the training ground.

flirting with the opponent in a truly tricky way called "ambush" to deal with it. By adopting a method of warfare that seemed even despicable at first glance, it was my friend (...) who helped me think about me (fooling around).

"Master Sage was all foreseeable... you mean"

As I looked up at the world tree, my laugh spilled unexpectedly.

"- Sir Rembrandt! Are you safe!?

and the body of the World Tree Defense Force arrived late there.

From behind the two wagons that came rattling and wheeling, there is also a simple mass produced version of the freshly deployed golem, "Tarantia Type Seven".

Looks like a total of fifteen or three platoons that split on them rushed for me.

"Detain this man. Immediately transfer to your home country! Never take your eyes off me."

"Ha! Got it!

The soldiers kicked a man who was falling down in freak and cramps before tying him up and throwing him to the carriage carrier.

All this time, they will be asking about the situation strictly at headquarters.

"How are the wounded soldiers doing?

"Ha...! None of them are fatal injuries. Village medical teams are currently in therapy."

The knight Rembrandt howled down his chest at the words.

- The western country, the intruder from Stralia, huh?

The man who named himself Heclastos referred to himself as a "hardliner". I mean, the forces that want this world tree also have things like factions, and they have thoughts and they're moving?

And I said, "The world belongs to us, Zoltax Zaian."

I had a nasty heartbeat. But it's not my job to think about it.

"I have to tell him. To the King's Government and His Holiness the Wise......!

Knight Rembrandt woven his feathers on his back when he picked up the cape that was falling and walked out toward the crystal sphere equipped with "Tarantia Type Seven".

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- About 200 km north of Merte, in the village of Finobocchi. Sage's Hall.

"Um, sage Grecas"

"What's the matter, Meti?"

Fairy Metius sat by the window with sparkling feathers. The soft light of the afternoon also seems to inform the village of Finovocchi of its spring visit.

Grecas, the sage who was sitting on the bedside of his study reading a book, responded to his worries. From the chest of the white shirt there is a peek at the clavicle and an unreliable thin chest, as if to claim that the hard work is marginal.

"Um... the other day, when I planted the mushroom golem procedure on Shigemitsu, I put my face on with a pseudo-image (fexture) technique, right?

"Oh, as your village chief's daughter's picture book suggests. In case that happens, you won't break your dreams, will you? What's wrong with that?

"I was wondering, wasn't Schlum's face, his torso?

"Come on, your face was the umbrella part, wasn't it?

"Could it have?

There's a beautiful fairy with blonde hair, huh? and lift the lower jaw with your fingertips.

"If you look into that stuff in search magic (Gogol), it's one shot."

"So is that!

Move the tactical information display just by gaze to display the results in front of you. Immediately, Sage Grecas narrowed his eyes and eventually lifted his eyebrows.

"... hmm? That's a torso. The face."

"It would!?

Here! and the fairy put her hand on her hips and swept over her.

"Hahaha, ma... ok"

"Already, the wise Grecas, by accident."

"Don't say that... Knight Sir Rembrandt will laugh and forgive you."

Wise men and fairies laughed when they dull.

Shogun, Tabernacle