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

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By the time the sun set on the horizon announced the end of the day, the flying carriage, the Sky Turtle, arrived in the King's Capital.

Ride around the red-stained Royal Castle of Metanostadt at sunset before slowly landing in the square.

Drop off Sir Apras A. Jill, president of the Magic Society in the square in front of the Royal Castle, and Alberina the Witch. The applause was then applauded by the officials and guards of the royal castle who had gathered at some point, as well as by the wizards of the court.

"No, you've made a really good trip to the sky, Sage. A carriage trip that takes more than ten days has taken just a day to get around the air." The new magic is a wonderful power. "

"It's an honor to hear you say that."

"Ho ho, I'll take care of the rest."

I guess it includes support and anticipation for me, and not losing to 'old magic'.

The old wizard with a white beard and hair slowly walked out toward the royal castle, shaking his majestic robe as he narrowed his eyes behind a deep wrinkle.

"Atai has a sore ass while sitting. You should put on a little more sofa."

"I see. I'll give you a reference."

I guess Alberina will head to the laboratory (lab) beneath the spire. Walk away like a coward. Looks like the treasure chests dropped off the carriage will be carried by court magicians and guards.

"Uh, I'm tired. The magic feels completely empty."

"I'll rub your shoulder later."

"You did it."

In part because of the small number of people put on board, the distance travelled back and forth in 13 hours extends to roughly 1900 kmerte. The longest flying distance I've flown in a day would be the longest ever, and the best time I've ever flown in a high-speed range.

Thank you to Lentomia for serving as the returning party, but this also means that "the magic of the two wizards at the top of the kingdom is at last at its best"...

"Aren't you tired, sage Grecas?

"Thanks to Lentomia, I've recovered a lot on my way home. I want to go home and give Lentomia and the 'Barrels' a rest."

"Okay, let's go home"

"Ah."

Again, whether by road (...) or by air (...), anyone seems to need to think of a convenient ride that can be easily handled and travelled long distances.

I don't know how to go back and forth every time something happens, I want to be sorry about the boulder.

Given the future development of the kingdom, it is not prevalent to use a hefty magic device like an iron pile cannon and fly with the power of dozens of wizards. Even an elementary wizard, no, would need an idea like a magic tool that could be used by ordinary people.

That is also what "new magic" looks like to capture the future we aspire to.

- Do you think that the study of "New Magic" will be enjoyed after solving the mystery of "Ancient Magic"?

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Back in the sage hall, I was greeted by Manuferno and Luroni, Spiano.

"Lord Gugre......! The adventure is much easier and more enjoyable!

"Lu, I felt that way somehow, too"

While he was away, Lu, as the only man in the hall (...), seemed to have been put to work quite a bit. To wash dishes in babysitters, to help clean the hall, to take care of garden trees...... It was all my job.

Then narrow your wisdom to settle with the seeds of troubles here for a while in the study.

In the study are Lentomia, who runs a pen on paper with a serious face, and me and Metius, who have developed a tactical information display (tactics).

From downstairs, you can hear the laughter of Pram and Hemperoza, as well as the voices of the children of Lu and the footsteps called Dotabata.

He's in charge of dinner now, and he smells like a sweet milky stewed dish. Probably Manuferno and Riola's making, potato and bacon stew.

"The thread of the 'ancient magic' strategy was unexpected."

"Right. It's like Hempero's" Splash Magic (Shrub Garden) "or Grey's" Mucus Magic, "magic without a spell chant."

In a round table chair in the middle of the study, Lentomia sits back on both elbows. I put a pen over my upper lip and I'm thinking Mmm.

"Well, the original magic (protomagina) in the magical classification is characterized by the unlimited integration of magic with the soul, which can inspire magical events by the power of thought (...) and will without a spell chant…"

"Exactly what Metti used for me right now: Search Magic (GOAL)."

Sometimes magic may be inspired by "spell-like" or "some kind of mark" to concentrate consciousness, but it can be used without it.

Examination of other literature also showed that about 30% of wizards use some sort of "original magic (protomagina)".

Some levels are unconscious to the person and are difficult to discern. There is also the theory that it simply becomes a wizard's personality (...) such as "good at flaming magic" and "highly effective in blessing".

"But you don't know how to inspire magic, even if someone else tries to see where you're inspiring 'original magic (protomagina)'?

"Surely you don't see the magic of sage Grecas from your opponent, and Hemperoza's" Sprinkle Magic (Shrub Garden) "isn't chanting spells to inspire you, either"

"That's what I'm talking about. … hypothetically from here, but suppose the" ancient magic "practitioners used some" original magic (protomagina) "at the core that cannot be observed from here. On top of that, suppose you're overlapping the effects of the surgery so that it acts as a 'changing into a dragon' or an 'invisible curse'..."

"Then why don't we change our approach to tactics? Think later about the core magic measures…"

Wrote O on one of the possibilities Lentomia had on paper.

"No... there! Magic at the core of Ancient Magic, that's the key."

I think with my thumbs up my jaw as I walk and stop.

At your feet, the museum slime crawls with the mozo. Two pink and water colored ones, as if they were taking a friendly walk.

"But, Greg, it doesn't go through the" curse (dispel) "of specialty surgical destruction, or the" reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous drive (appct) "of the magic inhibitory system, does it?

Indeed, it had no effect on the Duke of Automatéria Norard, nor on the dogmatic wizard who fought at that Demon King's Castle. The opponent did not interfere with this item, but changed it into a misty shape, allowing the body to be reconstituted freely.

"It's hard because we try to disrupt it, disarm it, inhibit its functioning."

The scent of stew is finally getting darker. I'm hungry, but I'm hungry.

"So what are you gonna do?

"It's kind of like a stew in Grecas' brain."

"Attacking the original magic (protomagina) is difficult. But... use the opposite idea, the outer structure that wraps the core (core). Yes, or 'impersonation'!

"You've got another word that feels despicable..."

Lentomia turns to an exciting look as she looks at me half-eyed.

"For example, what happens if you mix potatoes, the heart of the stew ingredients, with a very similar fake... even a chunk of flour?

"That's not a stew. But it will be a local dish from the village of Tibalagi called Hits Me."

"I mean, magic loses its effect."

"... ah!

"You can mix the forged 'original magic (protomagina)' with 'ancient magic'. There is no need for a difficult curse, nor for the destruction of magic ceremonies"

"Then we'll figure it out! Among the magic ceremonies we've gathered so far, the core (core) template (...) of" Original Magic (Protomagina) "

"You can use that template in reverse to create just as clever a fake (...) and replace the magic that supports' ancient magic 'and make it different"

"... you feel so cowardly"

"As usual, Greg?

To the bitter fairy Metius, Lentomia in convincing form.

"Fuhaha......! This is the magic of a well-groomed sage. Can I give you a compliment?

Finally, I got to the "ancient magic" tactic.

"Dinner. It's dinner. Yikes!

Brother Gu, no, it's stew.

"Ah, ah! I'm coming!

What do you care the biggest merit might be the "stew" that Manuferno and Riola are making......

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