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

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When I lit the crystal lamp in the study, a large desk filled with chairs, windows, a sleeping area (bed), and a bookshelf filled with magic books emerged from the darkness.

Outside the window is the black forest. Beyond the faintly wobbly periphery, the lights of Metanostadt Royal Castle are hidden.

I sat on a desk chair buried in a book and a letter.

From downstairs, from time to time, they are mixed with the laughter of Plum, Hemperoza and Larna, and the cries of the children of Lu and the pleasant voices of Spiano are faintly heard.

Riola and Manuferno are bathing, and the order of me and Rana still seems to be ahead.

"Metius, should we get started? Let's analyze it at all."

When I called into one book like a worn relic placed on my desk, the gap shimmered and the fairy popped out.

I flutter my back feathers and descend on my offered palm.

"Sage Grecas! I've been waiting for you."

"What are you dressed like?"

"This time, it's researcher-style!

"You see?

Not in a bikini dress like the usual dancer, but in a summary hair up-style, uniform like a student in a school building. The fairy Metius's thought researcher's assistant...... so.

"I've been taking a break and looking in the book. It's a very old book. It's a magic book written at least 900 years ago."

"Did you translate with search magic (Gogol)?

"Yep. Much like the letters I saw on the Holy Sword Battleship."

"Again?"

"It's like the prototype of magic we use… it says a lot of things like that."

Fairy Metius floats the tactical information display (tactics) to reflect the magic list.

It seems to be an index (index) book describing flame-based magic, cooling magic, wind and thunderbolt systems, curse systems, magic smelting systems, biologically active systems, and information exploration systems, as well as magic classified into seven systems.

"That's as the title goes. Spare no effort... other than this, is it lost?"

"Yep. This book is just an explanatory note. I guess the key magic ceremony, the magic circle, everything was written in seven other books."

Certainly not as thick. The title reads' The magical definition of a new world (...) '.

tonnes, and with an old parchment cover at his fingertips, turns.

On the first page it said:

"- Christania, the newly created beautiful and only sober world.

Write here the "right magic" that should be used by those who lead the magic guide in this new little world.

A new linguistic system, Ephtalia, Niflam and Basicalia, that demonstrates the power of safety and sophistication in a stable manner.

The source of magic, the "Red Moon" of the doomed old world, overflows and supplies waves beyond the walls of time and space.

I dedicate these to the "right wizards".

Learn the magic of a new world.

To avoid repeating mistakes again.

To avoid twisting and bending the logic of the world.

It is the heart of man that begets the dragon of evil doom.

I pray here not to lose greed and jealousy, arrogance, darkness, thirst for nothingness, limitless human enterprise and desire.

Drop the old magic. It's the way to doom.

"... if new magic is a magic system widely used in this world, the last old magic seems to be ancient magic."

"Sure, if you think about it, you can decipher it."

"Tomorrow, I'll bring you to the Magic Society, and I'll borrow your wisdom..."

"Right. I hope old Apras, president of the Magic Society, is here, but he hasn't returned yet."

"At least they're coming across the desert, so it'll take about five days"

"Until then, let's find out, sage Grecas!

"Right."

Ten hours ago... It was only by chance that I obtained this book at an ancient bookstore in the oasis city of Kanyan.

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It was when he landed the Sky Turtle on the outskirts of the oasis city of Kanyan to rest and replenish the water.

A rat lurking in the carriage room, "Chiu Tai", suddenly fled to the city of Kanyan. When he escaped, he was seen riding a small slime of toddler on his back.

"There was a dirty rat. Riding with Her Royal Highness is... unforgivable!

Seeing Leistoria, a high elf who never disturbed her emotions, hoisted her cunt and screamed for real, I guess she didn't like rats or could not forgive her for lurking.

Nevertheless, this is a world full of demons and wildlife. Sometimes rats lurk if they're traveling......

"Miss Leistoria, that's a resident of the Grecas Hall..."

"Prince!? Are you saying that a lower bitch man like living with a rat is a sage!? This flying carriage is for guests!

"Calm down, Leistoria"

"Your Highness...!

Leistoria's anger doesn't seem to subside in the uptake of the ergonote either, but she slightly tilted her pinned and upward elf ears with a voice from the princess.

"I'm afraid I do. That's not in a dirty rat or anything, it's in a member of the hall," Chiutai ". During the Israeli-Palestinian uproar, there was a rat brave man who saved my family's pinch (...), so treat him generously."

"Give me a whisper! Something like that."

"It's a fact. I'm going to look for Chuta."

"Seriously! Grecas!

With Leistoria's voice on my back, I jumped off your seat. I had just declared that I would be resting for thirty minutes, so if I was in time, I would be free, leaving your seat would be fine.

If you lose the Cutai in this city, you don't have a face to match the Plums.

It's hard to find a combination of small slimes and mice, but all the residents of the hall, the intrinsic waveforms of magic, are recorded. Even if you get confused with the city and the crowd, you may be able to track them in the Enemy Zone (Circuit).

"Where have you been... Chuta!

Continued