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

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After a short break, I decided to head to Wang Capital alone.

Manuferno heard that there was a man who defended Riola and was injured, and insisted he go with him. But Tingil Hyde's injuries are mildly lifeless. I persuaded him that it was okay to go to healing at a later date, as it was to the extent that he continued to work just because he gave first aid.

Spiano also has four children, and he can't afford any more burdens. Even in that sense, I wanted Manuferno to stay here.

Now the Wang Du is confused. Besides, the white wizard Cubereria of "Only the Neck Man" is lurking somewhere. In the midst of confusion and not knowing if he will be targeted, he will not jump in with Manuferno.

"Manuferno, Faria, I'm sorry, but I need the prams... to be away."

"Copy that. Leave it to me."

Manuferno looks the same as usual and he believes in me.

- Blessings (fest). You can handle it. Greg, trust yourself.

To put it that way, he held my hand tightly. Thanks to you, my head has grown and my courage has grown.

"Ah! I'll take care of the hall. I'll kick your ass even if the army comes."

"I'm sorry. Faria came here as a royal, and I guess she's not really in a good position to ask for this..."

"... if you don't go down, you're gonna get mad."

"Ugh, okay."

Faria was originally here to cut off the queens and the sister princesses. But he took on the defensive mission of the hall comfortably, saying that it was okay because the secondary of your (...) is over there.

Manuferno with one silver hair tied together and Faria with bright silver hair. I'll leave the rest to the two of you, and I'll fly.

"Back in the evening. Tell the queen and her sister to say hello, bye!

Combine (join) "Full" and "Blurb" with magic re-filled on both shoulders and switch to flight mode to rise vertically.

Huey! Your body floats up into the air with the erupting sound of the air that

"There you go -!

"Come back soon!

"It's Party Day"

Waving back to Plum and Hemperoza, and Larna, waving through the upstairs window, looking down at the amazing Faria.

"I'm coming!

When I moved to a horizontal flight, I started accelerating towards the Royal Castle at once.

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He was welcomed by the Flying Dragon (Wyburn) unit in charge of the Wangdu defense at a stage close to one kilomerte in front of the Wangdu Metanostadt.

But there is no such thing as a wizard who can fly at 100 kilometres an hour. The defense net passes by facepath.

"Lord Grecas the Wise! Alert level two has been issued throughout the area!

"We are still exploring terrorists!

"Thanks!"

Two lightly dressed knights across a giant bat-like flying dragon (Wyburn) escorted me to the top of the king's capital while flying in parallel for a while.

And that's where I heard a magical voice call.

"Greg! You're back in the king's capital!

"Lentomia!"

It was a communication by a silver ring, held by the partner of the half-elf wizard.

"How was the hall!? Everybody all right?

"Oh, the rest of us struggled. I barely made it. Ha."

"Um, everyone's strong when it comes to Isa."

Lentomia laughs couscous.

"Must be. Besides, there's Faria now."

"Then don't worry."

While I am pleased with Lentomia's words about caring for my people, I am concerned about the current situation.

"So, you were driven out to explore?

"Yeah, a few from the Magic Society. Because we are more capable of finding suspicious magic around the city and in the crowd. Oh, see you later!

"Ah!"

In no time, I went down to the Imperial Castle again.

It's a white balcony like a giant deck that leads between glances. It is semi-circular about fifteen mertes in diameter and cuts out of the castle like a viewing stand.

Usually it is a place for kings and princesses to give speeches and other things in front of citizens gathered in the squares under their eyes.

The sun is also very wide, so it is usually open to people from the castle. It can also be a social place for ministers' officials or a place of welcoming among the nobles.

The balcony is followed by two ministers, each with several officials. And two knights stood to cement the entrance. They surprise me, a sudden visitor from the sky, and show me how panicked they are. The archer of the viewing platform sits for a moment, but the knight raises his hand and stands still.

"Lord Grecas the Wise!

"I'm sorry to disturb you. Tell me that the wise Grecas would like to negotiate with the trading envoy of the Kingdom of Richtalia."

When I told the young high-ranking official who was nearby, he rushed away.

From the left and right shoulders of the sage's cloak, he separated the 'full' from the 'blurb' and switched each to a two-legged standing mode.

And the two of them stand with their spines stretched out and rinsed as if to protect me.

From ministers, nobles, and knights who saw up close a golem that morphed into a human form, they said, "Ooh!?" "That's what I hear rumors about Lord Sage..." and the twirl happens.

and -.

I heard a doozy and three runaways. Running up the stairs that follow the outside of the castle, you enter once and go further up with Dodo.

Eventually, out of breath, the threesomes showed themselves to the balcony that passes during the glance.

"No?"

Would he work for the Duke of Automatéria Norard?

You look beautiful, smart, confident. There is one middle-aged gentleman in the atmosphere of academic professor, and three young men who seem to have a hysterical body and an uncertain eye focus, and plain women who paint a picture of seriousness.

Young people hold crystal spheres for video relays, and middle-aged gentlemen and women have in their respective hands magical tools for voice transmission, i.e. tools for interviews, with crystal balls on the tip of a stick.

On his left shoulder he wore a yellow armband, where he was marked 'Press Relations/Foreign Commissioner'.

- A publicist...... is that a private contractor too?

"Yes, there he is! Mr. Grecas!"

"Say something about the interview! Be sure to interview my" 24 Until the Morning of Citizenship "!

"We are Stralia-based private publicists who are equal consciousness, citizens' advocates, and developed countries (...)! Fair press is justice! We oppose aristocracy, the privilege of some wizards, and resolutely oppose any armed invasion of another country in the name of security! Answer the fair interview!

Surrounded by three people at once, the little fat middle-aged man turned to me with a crystal ball at the tip of a tree stick.

"Yes, no, um... hey"

"Mr. Grecas! What do you think about the terrorist attacks in King Methanostat? Do you not believe that dissatisfaction due to repression, the revelation of repressed civic consciousness?

"Apologize!? Citizens were killed in a terrorist attack targeting Mr. Grecas! What do you think of the responsibility to compensate the victim and family, the store side!?

A woman screams in a kinky voice. I'm so alive that I wonder why you're so healthy.

"Say something to the killer! Mr. Grecas!"

"I suppose there will be legal liability for the decline in Ice Cream sales, but one word!

Plus, he's pushing crystal spheres all the way down my cheek.

"Hey, what..."

The distance is approaching to push it over close. And the questions that are thrown early in the arrow succession are also a lot of contents that go down in the lower house.

I can still laugh if that's all, but the interview with the distorted gaze is conclusive, and it's obvious you want to elicit an unexplained word of apology from me.

"You were advised by Prince Ergonaut's son-in-law to imprison a trading envoy for the purpose of friendly goodwill in another country!? What do you think! Mr. Grecas!"

"Any words of apology to the Duke of Norard!?

Crystal balls are pressed gritty on both cheeks.

- Here, these guys. Oh...!

Continued