Destroyed as a scaffold in the water, the White Snake immersed itself in the water while erecting a water column and raging around with a bash.

"Wow!? How dare you... '

"For what I was mindful of the water god, does it not float in water..."

"Sage Grecas, is it okay?

"You don't seem to have to worry, see"

The white serpent, swimming underwater to land, shrunk his torso while he saw it, instead producing lizard-like limbs.

"Well!? My hands and feet have grown."

The transformation was smooth and stunning. When you land on the grassland by the pond, you crawl on all fours and take a few steps. Then he had thickened his back leg and moved into bipedal walking, and at the end of the day he had turned into a lizard-like creature with a full-bodied, bright white human shape, with a length of two mertes.

Slightly forward leaning position, the face is an elongated reptile. A long tail is moving like crawling on the ground.

"Can be freely transformed... you mean"

Unexpectedly admire. There are some deployed tactical information displays (tactics) in front of me, but the composition analysis of pseudomaterials was progressing there. Metius' magical analysis is gradually revealing the magical composition of pseudomaterials that cause change.

'... you insulted me, Grecas and I did. I don't know how easy it is to break our technique. "

"Not at all, the magic of knitting over time is ruined..."

Straight next to the white lizard human, I wonder if the green foggy particles have gathered in the wind, and I begin to look like a monkey again. One "big monkey" showed up while I was watching.

I mean, neither snakes nor monkeys "have wizards inside".

The Duke of Automatéria Norard, if I recall, was also recrystallizing into a dragon when he changed his appearance into a black particulate mist.

There is a way to change the appearance of "exterior change magic (metamo outer skin)", but it is only a superficial disguise such as clothing, and is assumed to be used in conjunction with "perceived agitation magic (Imagine Jammer)".

In that regard, this' ancient magic 'appears to be freely transforming itself into another particulate pseudo substance (...), making itself into something else.

In particular, it is possible to say that microparticulate pseudomaterials are being manipulated remotely using magic fluctuations, etc., but that has to wait for the results of the analysis.

I looked at each other in a way that I couldn't help but acknowledge the alienation of the two confronting bodies and their strength.

I'm getting hungry. It will be time for breakfast. I'd like to draw the curtain here...

It's a bad idea to seriously hurt and defeat them or make them hate this one.

Because incitement to hostility, not to mention vengeance, can be harmful to the family.

Is it better to get along well with the "garden crowd" who claim their own territory than to live on this land, rather to have them become "reliable allies"?

Regardless, we need to show off this power as well.

It is not enough to have destroyed the monkey's identity and destroyed the scaffolding of the water levitation. I looked up and let Metius, the fairy sitting on my shoulder, rise to the sky for a little while.

"No... it's a brilliant thing. As long as there are wizards like you who use old magic, this watershed and forest, which is the sanctuary of the Royal Metanostadt, is cheap..."

I shook off the cloak of a wise man and looked around. The morning sun gradually increases in intensity and the light plugging into the water is shaking like a beautiful lace curtain.

"Our garden dwellers once told us to protect the land from the kings of our predecessors.

Sylvanus, the great ape, says as he rises on two legs.

"I see, so you're trying to protect me?

'That's right. So I want you to stay out of my way. I don't want to upset our protected areas.'

Don't worry about it.

"'Become!?

I called from behind (...) Lizard Humans and Big Monkeys. This is already the realm of Combat Output Recognition Agitation Magic (Imagine Jammer).

From their point of view, it would have looked as if I had traveled momentarily. I'm amazed at all the jumping up, each bouncing left and right.

"Times have shifted. Have you seen the magic of flying in my sky? Now it is possible for a treasure sword (...) to go to a normal knight and a pile of iron (...) to even eject a monster hundreds of kilomertes away. … I would like you to open your eyes and turn your attention to the world. Tell you what, I must have been sent here."

Of course it's convenient in the second half, but it would be nice to do it peacefully.

"Our... with the frogs in the well?

"No......"

Once again move the place directly in front and show off the instantaneous movement. I'm only walking normally, but due to the same level of perceived agitation as in battle, its effect is outstanding.

"What do you want?"

"I would like you to acknowledge me as a member of the town hall (...) and keep an eye on me with my family"

"Ha, you're funny, Jen."

"Come on, we tried to protect this forest and the fountain as a sanctuary."

"If anyone tries to set fire to the forest, he punishes, and if anyone tries to pollute the water, he sprays the water. I deeply respect its work. … From now on, if you have a child who is lost in the woods, you will be led home, and if you have a toddler who will slide his legs in the water, you will be asked to lift them up."

'I like it......! Come on, let's just say I'll carve some of your earlier advice into my heart.'

"The edge of the lake and the border of the woods, let's recognize this place as the domain of the wise Grecas."

When I wondered if the wind had accidentally blown, the two aliens disappeared to dissolve in the wind.

"Sage Grecas, you've got something to talk about, haven't you?

Fairy Metius is back. Let the feathers shine in the morning sun and dance down with flurry. The analysis of "ancient magic" appears to be progressing within the tactical information display (tactics) dedicated to Meti.

"Oh. They were really good people to talk to. It's safe to live here."

I also got a wonderful souvenir.

When I went back to the hall, everyone was waking up. Riola is surprised and shuddered that the breakfast is prepared and the other faces have different views.

"Beautiful. It's like a painting."

"Nice view, isn't it?

The view from the living room dining room window was beautiful, as Manuferno put it. Lawn in front, small flowers in the garden, trees, forest of borrowings. Beyond that, the lake looks radiant.

With the exception of a strange town hall greeting, let's say a generally good start to King's Capital life.

And that's where Pram ran over.

"Good morning, Greg."

"Oh, good morning, Plum"

I'm still in my pajamas and my hair is mosaic.

"Hempero won't wake up."

"Mm-hmm? Hemperoza, what's up?

"I don't know, I had a scary dream, I'm not coming out of the futon -..."

My sleeve-pulling plum rushes me to the bedroom like I'm in trouble. Sleeping area (bed) is wrapped around blanket

Hemperosa was rolling in a state like an eel.

"Hey, Hemperoza, what's going on? You had a scary dream?

"Heh... I'm scared, this is a bad place..."

Face off the blanket and complain in a pitiful voice.

"What the hell?"

"I saw the horrible serpent through the window there! That's... to the mythical one I saw in the picture book! And the ones I saw in the book Fear/Cannibal Apes. Oops!?

"Oh, oh... or"

That's the town council folks...... I couldn't tell the boulder.

Continued