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

The emissary from the West, the Duke of Automatéria Norard, uttered shocking information.

"Was your country involved in one of the Canreunes...?

The Duke seemed to relax his expression a little to my surprise.

"... slightly different. Rather than my country, you're right about the will of the secret society - Zortaxzaian - that exists within the group of countries of the Union of the Stralarians,"

"Zortaxzaian...... That's a name you seem to be planning to conquer the world (...)"

I joke, but the Duke doesn't seem to be full of it either.

"No way. It's not that big a deal. Originally started by Salon, a social place of high nobility and royalty and wizards. At the time it was launched a hundred years ago, it was designed to explore the knowledge of the lost and glorious Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia). How long has it been degenerating... and dyeing your hands at gathering knowledge (...) and even interfering (...),"

"Interference......!

"But don't get me wrong. I'm not going to be hostile, at least."

I couldn't hide my surprise.

Above all, the phrase "in search of the blood of the dragonman" and the interference with the Duchy of Cullen were sufficient to ice-cold one question.

Inside the Dragon Man (Draguns) who sought to save Plum's life.

It was the blood of the Dragon Man (Draguns) that served as the raw material for the spiritual medicine that was targeted by the Four Heavenly Kings of Kanlyun.

The Principality of Canreune borders on the eastern side with the autonomy of Rudens, and on the western side with the countries of the Stralian countries. A country above standard in all respects, but it was impossible to measure why it was in the outrage of treading and vandalizing the sanctuary of the Dragon Man (Draguns). I've always wondered why The Four Heavens King (well, except for Tingil), at the top of the wizard, dyed his hands in evil and what triggered it.

There was a cloud that they needed to strengthen their own forces. However, if you consider that the "Zoltakszaian" has leaked behind it and that it also had the purpose of selling or reselling it to the countries of the countries of the countries of the Stralia, then that can be the fundamental motive.

Gogo, Gogo...... and the gear engaged, and I felt like I made a noise and started moving.

"The Rapids (...) are frustrated that their plan of intervention (...) is not progressing as late as possible, and they are all interrupted by a certain person."

Around looking at me as I say someone, I'd say it's a bad play.

"Well, you should be crushed."

Ergonote doesn't even show an agitated bareback yet, he keeps his weight on the back of his chair and looks straight at the Duke.

"Oh, speaking of the ruins of the Temple of Isravia, it looks like you dug up treasure from its underground treasure trove and even let it go into the world"

"What...?

The complexion of the ergonote changes.

- You also had something to do with "Eight Treasures"......!

It's not like the Bandits "happened" to find it in the basement of Israel. Someone manipulated him behind the scenes, instructed him to steal it, and unleashed the cursed ancient treasure on the world.

This means that Alberina, then leader of the bandits, was also in contact with The Secret Society (Zortaxzaian) somewhere. Now, I don't know if it's...

"You... fanned the rebellion in Israel...!

"Ergonote first. The Duke didn't do it."

I lifted my hips from my seat and took control of the sharply elevated ergonote.

"... su, sorry."

The "Neo-Isravian unrest" disrupted the country that was about to be rebuilt and became a cause (...) of complete nationalization. As a former royalty, I can also understand how anger feels.

That case also begins with an artifact that houses ancient magic, called the 'Eight Treasures'.

"Huffle, I can't even do it. There's plenty left to think about."

The Duke is still calm. I even have enough room to say that I have enough hand tags.

But here comes one suspicion.

That's why the Duke of Norad in front of us is now divulging such important information. If this story is passed on to Ergonote, who is royal, if he is bad, he can enter the war.

Isn't that top secret information that could turn everything into a rebellion?

Open the drawer of knowledge without any hesitation and show it off. Perhaps this Duke of Automatériel has information that may be disclosed and information that is not, its clear traction.

As if I was expecting and enjoying this reaction, I quietly lifted the red slice directed at Ergonote and me, or the edge of my lips.

The beautiful secretary standing next to her doesn't even move one eyebrow at Ergonote's emotional changes.

"... Anyway, I feel like I know the truth behind history I don't even want to know"

Ergonote drinks up cold tea all at once and exhales grumpy from his nose.

"Sage Grecas, this guy's story...... can you believe it?

"... you just have to listen out. True or false appraisals or scrutiny of information can be delayed."

"I see."

The fairy Metius whispered in his ear, as if to speak for the "doubt" that I began to feel. I'm worried about Metti. It's hard to believe in Russia because it discloses too much important information.

- Whether or not, there is a possibility that everything is a lie (...)...

Or maybe he's trying to get some information from me or Ergonote, on the contrary. An alarm is ringing in the corner of my head.

In the first place, the Duke of Automatériel himself did not state that he was a hardliner or moderate.

I observe the Duke in noble clothes quietly carrying tea into his mouth, opposite the table. pure white race, but the skin tone is even morbidly white. The shaping of the face is also terminal, but it hosts a mysterious light behind the red iris, causing cold signs of human separation somewhere.

A young man who tied his blue silver hair behind him and looked just past mid twenty. But there are times when you look like an old man who lived hundreds of years ago.

But more concerned than that is the beautiful secretary who doesn't make it slight on the side. Whether you are trained, or can kill yourself completely, your expression doesn't change at all, like a doll.

A neat standout is quite a beauty. Wearing clerical costumes, they all look like top-notch items.

"How about a cup of tea for your daughter? Looks like he hasn't spoken of anything since the meeting started"

"... no"

Ergonote suggests tea, but you just blink once and answer short.

"Ah, prince. Whatever. Think of this as a figurine (...)"

The Duke of Automatéria Norard gives the beautiful secretary a glimpse as if he could even see things.

Ergonote frowns at his disgusting words. I guess I was reluctant to allow myself to treat women nauseously.

"Your word, isn't that a lot? Slavery does not remain in your country. Such a beautiful young lady, with things, etc."

No, it's a thing.

The Duke of Nollard rounded when he grabbed the paper the beautiful secretary was taking notes and threw it in its face.

A ball of paper hits a beautiful face, but still nothing changes the expression of the beautiful secretary.

……

"You don't have to record this conversation."

"The Duke...... what!

"Well!"

"Don't worry. It's just an artificial life form (...), because it's a homunculus. Did you know? It's a doll created by magic. Empty vessels, so to speak. A doll."

…… Because it's unpleasant. "

"Ha.... If it breaks, you can build it. If you like it, you can use it as a toy. Well, it's no fun or anything with a Dek doll. It's like a truly loyal golem."

A ruthless, inferior color seeps into his faceless face. I thought I saw the dim nature of this man.

When I heard about artificial life forms (homunculus), all I knew was prams and larnas laughing innocently. Such a heartless doll... pathetic, what a sadness.

"Enough. Your story was intriguing, but it seems impossible to talk more than work."

"I agree."

Ergonote takes his seat, and so do I.

"Oh no? I need to pay for the information I provided here. Is that a job?

"What?"

Ergonote stops his leg. With a rugged frown root look.

"Sage Grecas, your hidden secret (...). I want you to teach me the moves of letting Homunculus dwell his soul (...). Magic is everyone's property. Nothing's gonna hurt you, is it?

"... you don't know what you're talking about"

I really don't know. I don't know, I can't even talk about it.

"And one more thing. I want you to give me back my fellow woman, who has the power of decay (...)"

- What?

The scenery in front of you stops moving like it's frozen and the color is lost. The Duke's mouth in front of him moves and utters words he didn't want to hear

"That ran away from our experimental settlement a few years ago during the chaos of the Demon King's War... because things (...)"

Continued