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

"I want you to help me figure out how ancient magic works."

I bowed my head to Sir Apras-a-Jill and the witch Alberina.

Of course, I have asked Lentomia and Metius to cooperate from the beginning, but I shall ask them again here.

The room (cabin) was silenced for a moment by a sudden offer.

The only people in this carriage right now are those who have the best magic knowledge in the Kingdom of Metanostadt.

Sir Apras A. Jill, an old wizard who stored white beards and president of the Magic Society.

Alberina, a raw dark elf witch who has lived for nearly three hundred years.

Lentomia, a wizard who uses Circular Ring Magic (Cycloa), is also the bearer of strength in the Kingdom of Metanostadt into five fingers.

I want to fully figure out how 'ancient magic' works by asking the three of us to cooperate.

Find ways to disable or counter the magic of the Duke of Automatéria Norard and the secret society (Zordaxzaian).

And I want to decurse former Prince Algort for "Chuta".

"Meti, can you hear me?

"... hmm? Oh, may I call you, sage Grecas?"

Mozomozo and the fairy Metius crawled out of the gaps in the Mobile Magic Language Dictionary that I made sneak into my nostalgia. I yawn and rub my still sleepy eyes.

"I'm sorry I'm tired, but I need your help with Lentomia for a little while."

"... the gloss of the feathers on my back is still bad, but may I still?

"Ha, I'll carry you by hand, please."

"Do not carry gently"

When he gently put the fairy (Meti) on his hand and lowered it onto Lentomia's shoulder, he began to execute Tactics on his behalf. It shows maps and altitude information.

"Hey, Metius. Nice to meet you."

"Lentomia, it's all yours"

I had Metius' support all the way to the garrison at full speed from the early morning. So at least I wanted to put him to sleep on his way home, but I decided to ask him to help me only during the intrusive story.

When I left the operation of the flying carriage Sky Turtle entirely to Lentomia and Metius, I entered the room (cabin) and lowered my back to the floor.

The carriage has a bench and luggage compartment that sits face-to-face, with an old man with gray hair and a beautiful woman with brown skin sitting facing each other.

Sir Apras A. Jill, president of the Magic Society, wrapped in a white robe bordered by gold embroidery, stares straight at me.

Face-to-face, the witch Alberina sits shallow on a daringly open purple silk dress on her chest, this again wrapped in bikini armor that only partially protects her, and looks at it with her eyes as if it were an interesting spectacle.

Between the two of them is a small chest-like transport cage (cont 'd) with an open upper lid (wobble). Inside is an embedded bracelet of luminous stones that emit a demonic light with a disastrous crown, black crystal rings and daggers with snake sculptures, and other demonic objects to see.

They all appear to be magical tools (items) found from the site of the fall of Demon King's Castle. They have packed cursive objects that are particularly dangerous (...) among them.

The treasure chest is hung with the magic of Sir Aphrase A. Jill, the "Curse Seal", which was inflicted by the King himself. From there, one, Alberina was looking at the ring to her hands without hesitation. I can see that there is a blurry red magic circle floating in the back of my hand, touching it while inspiring some sort of 'counter-terrorist ceremony'.

"Cooperation and nothing, Grecas. Why don't you decode the" ancient magic "fragment of everything with Ren Fong (...) and his adorable fairy?

Witch Alberina lifted a single letter eyebrow as she narrowed her cleavage eyes as she observed, in a manner that seemed to overhear my cut out story.

"Lord Alberina (...) is right, the surgical ceremony (...) could be read with the cooperation of Lentomia. It is a language belonging to the ancient 'Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia)', seen among the Holy Sword Battleships (...). But... there's something about it that doesn't really fall."

"Heh? See you later. What's wrong with the kingdom's proud greatness?

"Usually, I'd pap and parse at super fast, but it wasn't easy! Gugle."

Lentomia said from the throne, as he overlapped the mean words of Alberina.

"I did read a magic ceremony that spanned 30,000 characters that constituted 'ancient magic'... and I was going to understand what it was all about. But that was just the surface part of the ancient magic."

I lift my glasses with my fingertips and draw squares in the air. The tactical information display (tactics) was floated in front of each of them as a visible mode along with the light.

"The superficial part... does that mean that there is a magic ceremony overlapping?

"Closer to it, but more complicated"

Alberina got herself out of the way that my story concerned boulders. Sir Apras-A-Jill also lifted his white, deep eyelashes (lashes) to glow.

So I got it in past matches, the magical 'template' used by the royal garden attendants. It also reflected an analysis sample of "pseudo-matter" generated by "reverse transcription (reversi) magic yarn (magiwire)".

The results of the analysis of the magic fragments of Zachfriugel Liedburn, which fought in the Castle of the Demon King, are also shown in another window (Windu). It then mirrors rat men in the oasis city of Kanyan and fragments of "ancient magic" read from the body of "Chiutai".

"... ho ho? I've had reports before, but it's so hard to understand."

"Heh... I've never seen Atai before either... It looks like ritual magic, though."

The president of the Magic Society, who was silently listening to me, roares low, and Alberina's expression changes sharply.

The disclosure of information is an act because this is an area over the desert close to the desert of the desert, close to the desert, four hundred kilometres from the king's capital, with no magic interference or even remote clairvoyance.

"As you can see, it's a magic formula for a special syntax. At first glance, it is close to the ancient Ephtalian cover-up cryptographic language and is written in a chain of contact codes, words and adverbs, magic modifiers, and such spells to the magic (mana). But... if I'm going to paraphrase this, I can just read the magic word," Beef stew, be delicious. "

"'Beef stew. Be delicious'? What's that?"

Lentomia giggles with her shoulders.

"In the first place, we haven't arrived at the recipe for the underlying Beef Stew."

"You mean the magic of bunk layers and triple layers. I don't think so."

Alberina looking disappointed.

"I see. It's beyond the control of the wise man of the boulder..."

"Yes. In my knowledge now, I still can't and won't. I'm trying... I don't understand. If you have any tips, I'd like to know."

I bowed my head.

"You surprised me. Grekas raises a white flag. That's the look on Hihihi's face."

……

"You've got a pretty good idea, sage Lord Grecas."

Ser Apras A. Jill, president of the Magic Society, the highest position to bind the numerous wizards of the Kingdom of Metanostadt, stroked his white beard and nodded deeply.

It seems as if the gray hair caressed behind and deeply carved facial wrinkles tell the story of the time and experience that has layered over them.

He had closed his eyes for a while to rebel something, but eventually, he opened his deep blue eyes.

"This is where we're supposed to go back to basics"

"Basics?"

"Basics or root (...) Bye. In the first place, what is magic? That means. The magical power inspired… For example, where the hell does the" heat "of the flames come from, is a long-standing research theme in our magic society, centuries-old history."

President of the Magic Society who moves the aging line more and creates laughter. I accidentally corrected my posture.

"... I'm afraid with the knowledge gained in my birthplace, for 'heat', burning the fire and warming the water turns into water and 'heat' transitions. The fire is lost there, and the water also returns to the water over time. And neither the lost flames nor the heat will ever return. That's the law that underpins the world..."

Ambiguous memories, but surely that's how the world must have been made. Eventually all the power of heat will be lost from the world, and the universe will have a thermal death or something.

"Uhm, that's one of the most important laws of this world, that is, reason. It's one of the latest magic theories, but you haven't even taught it in the Higher School of Magic yet, have you? Well done, you know... No, disrespect. That's why you're not a wise man."

"Oh, no... it"

Accidentally stuck in words. I didn't read about it in search magic (google), but it looks like I'm losing some of my knowledge and still out of standard (...).

"Well, that's good. But magic exists as a definite phenomenon that can gain power beyond the law. I mean... it's beyond the logic of the world."

"Beyond reason?

Certainly one of Lentomia's flaming magic. Very much so. Send a magic ceremony, or magic circle, with a prayer called chanting, to God (...) who supports the world - the "flame" inspiration by prayer occurs. Where is that enormous amount of heat coming from "gushing"......

"Grey's knowledge also comes beyond reason..."

Lentomia says Bosoli as she looks forward. If you ask me, it's called a Lentomian flame, and my knowledge is like a fountain that springs from somewhere.

"I mean, bye. Apparently... maybe this world has another world that overlaps. It could be the place where gods and demons live... but it could be the world of superdragons."

Sir Aphrase A. Jill deposits his back on the wall of the room (cabin) in deep breath. I guess I'm tired from the long journey. And you're done saying what you want to say, or you turn your gaze to Alberina.

"Old Apras, actually, Atai was thinking the same thing. That's why he wanted to fly... he wanted to go to another world."

"Ooh, boulder, Miss Alberina. I'm not going to live long."

"Ahaha! You're still young, aren't you?

- Another, overlapping world......!

Does that mean "The World," which was called The Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia)?

Or... is it the world that I once lived in called 'Earth'?

Continued