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

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After a troublesome meeting, I decided to give the two special aides a cursed antibody-surgery formula (vaccine) and prepare in case.

"Sage Grecas, the counter-medical formula (vaccine) is mixed (...)"

Copy that, Meti.

Put your hands together and bewitch the blonde Special Assistant to Scarley and the happy Special Assistant to Monoreder.

Without witchcraft or swordsmanship, they struggle day and night to make full use of their wisdom and organizational abilities and defend their country. A little, but let me help.

"This magic is a mixed type that works not only for the Curse Magic Circle (Curse Magil), but also for common curses, evil eyes (...), etc. It lasts about three months."

"Thank you, wise man."

"You can be proud of your colleagues for this! Scarley."

"But you don't look the same, Mono Redder."

"... Indeed"

And then I want to plant a cursed antibodies formula (vaccine) in the entire castle, no, the entire Wang capital.

Magic can be infected (...) in an exciting state if it is autonomously driven. Nevertheless, it seems faster to ask the Royal Magic Society from here on out to "deploy" you to the people and places you need.

Incidentally, the armor usually worn by knights like Sir Rembrandt is hung with a "Blessing of Holy Preservation (Fess)". It seems that the priest of the Cathedral Church of the Kingdom is cleansing, and boasts a high magical defense, so there will be no need to worry about it for now.

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"Sage Grecas, which way are we going?

"" The VIP Room. "It's not a room to stay in, it's a luxurious room for a small group of people to eat and meet."

"Do you have an envoy from the Kingdom of Richtalia, the Duke of Automateria or something?

"Ah.... here's your chance at the corner. Let's say hello to the person in question."

I know the schedule of the Duke of Automateria, who is paying a respectful visit to the castle.

It would be best if we could meet and talk in person and identify our thoughts and objectives.

And then... can't we even see one end of their magical prowess? The Duke family, he said, is a family of wizards that lasts hundreds of years. I haven't shown any such bare gestures so far, but I'm pretty sure I see it as a good user.

"... Then I have to get dressed quickly!

Pough! and quickly turned into a fuzzy pink long dress. Finish dressing from a kitty blue suit to a dress that feels like a princess. I put my golden hair down and as for the fairy Methius, this one has a more "seemingly" vibe.

"Ha, Meti is convenient. You look great."

"Ugh, I'm glad."

Walking in a large castle is occasionally different from a guard or servant. My outfit is plain, but it's a convenient substitute in a place like this because they look at the cloak of a sage and realize it's me.

As I walked down the red carpet, I plugged into the corner.

And...

"Go! I'm late, I'm late!

I heard Doddo and I running.

"Sage Grecas! This is your chance to meet!?

"No, this footstep is a gothic big man..."

Stop at the corner and try to get past the opponent. But the lord of the footsteps, turning his corner with the momentum intact, clashed at me in some ways.

"- Why?

"Ugh!?

Bread dancing with a circle. The other guy apparently ran the bread.

"Sage Grecas, you're safe!?

"No, I'm fine somehow."

Metius, who flew over and escaped his ordeal, soon descended. The momentum with the buttcakes just made my glasses a little uneven.

"Hey, I'm sorry, are you okay... isn't that Grecas!?

The voice of the man offering me his hand sounded familiar, or should I not know?

"... e, ergonote!

It was the brave (...) thing, Prince Ergonote Rical son-in-law. Take a "squash" of thinly sliced bread that rises in the air.

I joined my son-in-law in the royal palace as the fiancée of Princess Snoovel, and wondered if she was completely grown up, and she looks as good as ever in vain. I can see energy overflowing from all over my body.

"Ha ha? Long time no see, Grecas. How have you been!?

"I've blown my energy today..."

What's so sad about meeting a brave man with a loaf of bread around the corner?

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry for a dinner with a foreign envoy."

The distinct male face with prominent nose is sufficiently healthy shallow black skin, albeit slightly thinner. I can even feel room in the red copper eyes that host the golden glow.

There are two mertes. A rough body is bigger than Sir Willstan, the Knights Commander. I had a buttcake on me. I was triggered in an instant. And exchange hot handshakes.

"Not at all, it's the same."

"Grecas is the one who stays the same, you look free"

"Not lately."

"You're still good. Look at these tough clothes. I can't breathe."

The outfit is like tailored aristocratic clothing that is not gorgeous. The colour is deep red, and the embroidery of gold on the sleeve (so on) and collar (Eri) gives a sense of 'son-in-law prince' elegance.

"Speaking of which, I said foreign envoys, but what if they're Australian envoys"

"Oh? I suppose so. Otto Limattel, Duke of Nonal."

"... Duke of Automatéria Norard?

"Yes, that!

Ew! and brighten your face to point at me.

"Are you all right with your duties, Prince Ergonaut's son-in-law?

"Hey stop it!? Don't suddenly distance yourself, Grecas!

I look genuinely sad, so I return my disrespect to my original speaking words knowingly.

"Isn't Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel with you today?

"That's what's wrong with your father, I'm sure."

"King Avinez..."

I heard you were sick earlier, but is it okay? I'm not 60 years old yet. Until the other day, he looked fine laughing.

"Well, it sounds like a cold. Even if I sometimes bump into you in the position of king and princess, I still have a father and daughter... Sometimes you need time without water."

Ergonote ties his mouth with a serious face saying so.

"Right."

I thought it felt as appropriate and sourdough as ever, but I guess I'm working hard in court to be an ergonote.

"Ah, there he is, Chief Salesman -! This way. Sooo!

"Ergonote! What are you doing? It's not you!

"Now please wipe your face!

A few maids in white service clothes chased me from across the hallway with totapata. She's a middle-aged woman with two healthy young daughters and a pin and stretch of spine called a pay manager.

They quickly surrounded the ergonote and began finishing their discipline. Continue down the hallway as if they were taking you there.

"Come on, you're saying you can do it alone..."

"Even if you can do it, you're in trouble!

"Sman."

Thin, thin cheeks, skinny grey-haired waitresses bulk up. The servant Prince Ergonote's son-in-law doesn't seem to get his head up against this kind of opponent either.

"Ergonote, do me a favor. I'm sorry to bother you all of a sudden, but I'd also like to say hello to the Australian diplomatic envoy."

"Ooh!? That's more than welcome. To be honest, I'm not alone.... Anyway, I hear they use magic."

He whispers to me when he takes a serious look.

An old man with grey hair who looks like a minister from across the hallway looks worried and peeks at this one. Is it the head of the office in attendance?

"What, you're doing proper pre-learning?

"Ah. I also read the example report (...). Let's go face to face with Mattel."

Prince Rin's son-in-law closed one eye and smiled nicely as he returned to the face of an old 'brave man'.

"Good for you, sage Grecas"

"Oh, this is comforting."

Continued