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

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- The time is 3 p.m.

The flying carriage, the Sky Turtle, was flying well over the Kansas Desert.

After leaving the "Hall of Wise Men" at 5: 00 in the morning, it took approximately six hours to fly a thousand Kilomertes, and I joined the Kingdom Expeditionary Army in an abandoned village located on the southern tip of the Dicamaran platform.

It was roughly three hours ago that we took a break in the Expeditionary Army garrison for about an hour and put the intended people (...) on board to fly again.

We are already in the process of flying five hundred kilomertes from there and returning to the king's capital.

I'm on my way back now - I mean, I'm on my way home, but your man is very easy because Lentomia is at my service.

According to the search magic (Ggol) map search (Mappa) shown overlaid on the tactical information display (Tactics), the location is approximately six hundred kilometers northwest of Metanostadt, the king's capital.

The distance has increased more than the outbound route because it is flying the route flying on the northern edge of the desert to avoid high temperatures.

"This neighborhood is northeast of the Kansas Desert, but it's time for the desert zone to end."

"Right. If we go a little further, the greens will get darker."

Lentomia, sitting next to your seat, says as she grips the 'full' and 'blurb' compass of flight mode.

"The land of the green kingdom is in my eyes."

"I'm also a forest elf, so I don't like drylands."

Lentomia masterfully manipulates the reins to maintain altitude and velocity, mindful of the puffiness of hair like wheat leaves at her fingertips.

- Altitude approx. 30 Merte, speed 120 km/h Merte

The Fluid Control Magic (Hydrostema), developed to wrap flying carriages, is designed to reduce air resistance and reduce wind blowing into rooms (cabins). The decay rate of the magic effect is 75%, which gives the impression that it is "rubbing down" a lot.

Nevertheless, so far the flight of the Sky Turtle has been extremely smooth.

Early in the morning, before leaving, I told the King's government, "I'm going to pick up my people," and Philagalia, chief of operations staff, while slightly surprised (a lot) by my actions, said, "If I can, I want you to bring back the president of the Magic Society as a priority. Older people will be able to travel the desert for a long time. Conversely, you can leave our captain, Barikelius, or the Magic Fighter of Majerna, because he is needed to escort the returning Expeditionary Force," he said.

The candidate seemed to make it, but at the end of the day, he added, "Thank you."

What bisects sight is the blue, clear sky and the dry earth just looking over. The breeze blowing through was so dry but cold that it meant it had gone through a hot desert zone.

Half of the earth overlooking is still covered in rubble, and trees and such are not found. In the direction of travel, on the left hand side, there is a series of low ridges of rocky mountains from which the fine currents that were flowing gradually flow into the large river as they snake. There is a lush green area around it.

Occasionally under his eyes, a flock of white sheep ate grass and his shepherd's parent-child shadow looked up at the sky and was surprised, waving at him.

"It's a mysterious object these days -! What do you mean, they stopped calling the Border Guard?

Half Elf's partner moves her elf ears as she giggles with Kerakera.

"Yeah. Bad listening. Well, until a while ago, this flying magic was classified, but it's been covered recently by a publicist."

Temporarily he said, 'I saw a flying mysterious barrel (...)!' Cause 'from the landed object came down a hairless thin human with round, big glowing eyes!' What a strange stream even flowed. It seems that such a story is a hobby of the Special Assistant to the Ministry of the Interior Monoreder and is spelled (and) in material such as "Mysterious (X) Files".

"Sometimes it's strange. So the truth is there!

"No, it would just be my mistake..."

By the way, it's probably me, but I'm not bald, 'round and wide glowing eye otherworlds on a thin body'. Rumors come with a tail fin.

When I was researching and developing the 'Barrel' flight mode, which is flying magic, I was flying in the middle of the night to keep it out of sight, and it is now a good memory that villagers sometimes see me by making an emergency landing in a forest outside the village.

My magic, in other words, is called 'new magic'.

Respect the magic of old times and create new things even more.

That's what makes Methanostat wizards and magicians (Maginatect) great.

We recommend the magical system of 'ancient magic', which destroyed the advanced magical civilization of Tai Ancient, even without reviving it.

Go for the future with our new magic.

I renew that thought as I look at the clear blue sky.

"This wonderful, flying magic of Lord Sage, for example, referencing" Barrel ", is being prototyped in the workshop of our Magic Society and in the private magic workshop (Marsenal). Thanks to Lord Sage for unveiling his magical technical principles."

In the room (cabin), Sir Apras A. Jill, president of the Magic Society of the Kingdom of Metanostadt, laughs as he strokes his white beard.

"That's awesome. It starts to spread, but I'm looking forward to it."

In the back room (cabin) Sir Apraz A. Jill, facing the witch Alberina, has no problem checking the harvest (...).

The search for the site of the collapsed Demon King's Castle appeared to have had the fruit of discovering numerous artifacts and finding the crystals of a giant luminous stone (...) at the base of the castle.

Among them, it was presumed that the giant luminous stone (...) was one that had accumulated magic power.

Looks like the Royal Army, which was stationed, decided to take a crystal large enough to occupy one carriage back to a military secret facility on the outskirts of Wangdu for research.

- I don't have a bad feeling about it...

That's it, and I'm finally going to cut out what's important.

"Lord Apras A. Jill, President of the Magic Society. Actually, I need to talk to you about ancient magic."

"Ho ho? It's unusual, what is it?

"I want you to help me with my research."

Continued