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

Slowly land the Sky Turtle on the square.

There was a bronze statue of a girl with a bouquet of flowers in her chest.

A statue of a little girl is mounted on a pedestal cut out of a large rock, which can be seen as being at the hands of a well-armed artisan. He lays his hands on his chest to pray as he holds a bouquet of flowers, his face is ringed, his eyes staring far east.

And the statue of the girl, such as the shape of her hair and her ears, was somewhat reminiscent of Hemperoza.

Is it still imitating the Lord of the Sprinkling Magic (Shrub Garden), who inspired the Vabillinian District to create vast green spaces?

"You're Hemperoza, right?

"Hmm? Residents here, though similar, won't know what Hempero looks like. I mean, it's too beautifying..."

"Greg! Hempero's cute, isn't she? I'm making you my apprentice, so take a closer look at him."

"Lentomia said something like my master!?

"No, seriously, ask."

Lentomia presses the goo punch gritty from the side.

Well, I sure haven't been too busy dealing with him since the Demon King Castle revival case. I'll take another slow magic study when I get home, and I'll try to play with a lot of things.

"Did you see and make a painting of Master Tsukunei Kneis?

"No, the bronze statue is green and blue, and it looks like it's been over a year."

"Sure you are."

The painting that was decorated in the palace was recently made, he said. If so, this one will be quicker. Who the hell told you what this looks like?

Where I started having such doubts, people gathered for the rarity of flying carriages.

Housewives and children who came out of the surrounding sun-dried brick building, people who had maintained the tower (...), rested their work hands and began to gather. Thirty or so people are gathering to watch us from a little further away.

"Hey guys, sorry to disturb you. It's nothing suspicious. I am Gugrecas, a wise man from the capital of King Methanostat!

First, smile and first voice. Appeal for goodwill and friendship.

By Monoreder, you can't be mistaken for "someone with big eyes and thin body, who got off a ship of different worlds," as reported in Methanostat X-File.

"It's a flying carriage...!

"Awesome!?

"It really flew in!?

"Round glasses on dark hair, thin body......! That's the rumor, Master Kenger Grecas!?

"You mean it flew in, it's real, right?

"Definitely! Something I've seen on the street corner broadcast. Street interview with Kenger Grecas the Glasses!

Surprise spreads like waves.

From what I've seen, seventy percent are sun-skinned Israelis, but thirty percent are Dwarves. Slightly in shape, with thick hands and feet, the man grows a fine beard.

Since the district of Vabilinia is also a mine, it seems that many people work in underground mining sites.

"I saved the world from superdragons, wizard of the kingdom of Metanostadt!

"Master Grecas was Ergonote's wisdom bag, wasn't he?

"You're a lot younger, huh?

"Then it's not the six heroes in the carriage!?

"Hiifumi no... I heard it was a squad of six, didn't I?

"Ba, 'cause there's no such thing as a brave (...) Ergonote.' Cause now you see..."

"Oh, was I in the middle of something?

"Yes, yes. The Inclamed Royal Palace... is there no more royalty?"

I also hear a slightly hissing voice. Looking back at the room (cabin), Chuta looked a little spicy.

"The Wizard of the Half Elf is a beautiful girl, as rumored! You're cuter than I've ever seen in a play."

"Hey, look! It's a cat-eared swordsman to be in there, it's lovely...!

"Shah!? My ears are moving, sweetie!

"Well, Greg is a celebrity after all."

"Can you treat me like a beautiful girl..."

"Awkward, it's hard to get out"

Because of the countryside, which is quite far from Wang Du, my visibility is also a fantastically unidentified creature, which seems to be like the stereotype of the popular six-hero in street corner theatre.

Crystal ball communication and the "Magic Fixture for Slide Projection (Magina Projector)" are popular throughout the territory, so you'll be watching them on the street corner broadcast, but it seems that they originally avoided the press (media).

"Sage Grecas! In the meantime, I introduced myself!?

"Ooh, ooh!

In the meantime, now stand up in your seat, and give a bowl of grace. Next, say hello aloud with Audio Expansion Magic (Megaphonia).

"Sorry to interrupt all of a sudden! Introduce yourself again, but I am the sage Grecas!

Oh......! And with a favorable voice, the square claps more and more. I'm good. I'm good. I'm good. and spread his hands, and let the cloak of the wise man look dressed and flickered.

Ooh...? and a subtly bewildered voice. Apparently, he was mistaken for a suspicious move.

Refresh your mind and state that sounds like it.

"Cohon...... Eh, Aotearoa Thunderbolt, warm and new to Spring Kazuwa (Shiyunpuchiwa). On a clear, sunny day, on the way back to the ceremony of my friend Ergonote to celebrate the new Isravian gateway. It is up to me to come on a tour, hearing that a miraculous green space is emerging in this land of Vabilinia. A little... May I see it?

People look at each other and eventually turn to applause for coming to Ban Thunder.

And, from the building that manages the tower of the iron pile, several figures rushed out in a hurry.

He weaves a cape-like "decorative cloth" over a simple white ethnic costume that covers everything from body to ankle. The head is a grey-haired elderly Israelite. A little behind it is a white jawbearded dwarf with a number of precious metal outfits. This one also has a piercing and "chief" kind of atmosphere. And then there are a few things that come with you, and about three men and women who seem to be local wizards in Israel. This one is on a blue garment, feather-woven with a white decorative cloth, and has an embedded wand of luminous stone in his hand.

"This is Lord Grecas, the wise man! Welcome to Fall Beel, the village of Vabilinia."

"I am the chief Abrauli Heema. I could have welcomed you if I had known you were coming... but the villagers would be rude to me...!

"No! Unfortunately, I'm sorry to surprise you."

The elders approached, so we all got out of the carriage.

Search magic (Gogol) and translation magic (Yactus) instantly analyze the meaning of place names. "Fall Beel" seems to mean "upside down to the well". If you look around, there's a "hole" in there that looks like a mining site.

The chief shows welcome and exchanges polite handshakes with all of us.

When I shook hands with the Isravian Chuuta, I was nervous remembering ignoring the saying "don't let me out of the carriage," but the elder didn't look like he realized he was a former third prince (...) just nicoting. You thought it was the guide, or the boy with the luggage, or even the same person, even if you thought it was similar.

The perception that royalty is wiped out (...) except for ergonotes is settled among people. If the years went by, there would be no such thing as a human being remembering the former Third Prince of Argoat.

In view of this, there is likely to be scope to negotiate with the King's government the position and treatment of Chouta again. Collars against ergonotes, that is, they may be held hostage, but don't they have to be too constrained in their normal lives?

Regardless, the premise would be to seal the name forever without slipping your mouth on any occasion with Chuta being "a former third prince of Argoat" etc...

"Here's your loss of courtesy, Lord Abrauli, and I apologize for suddenly visiting you in this way. 'Cause I was invited by the remnants of the nostalgic magic to stop by on a whim."

I turned my gaze to the green grass that was growing around me.

"Ho ho! I won't forget that! You may not know Lord Sage, but we watched him fight the Iron Titans three years ago!

Elders, Dwarf clan chiefs, and local wizards also nod and grin.

"Yes, I wanted to show you the magical remnants my disciple used at that time, the state of the spreading grass"

"This is called the magic of miracles among us. We had no choice but to live beneath the dry earth... moisture, grace and, above all, hope!

Dwarf's chief speaks with a grin and excitement on his wrinkled face.

"That bronze statue was a symbol of our gratitude. Sage's...... I was asking with your apprentice, are you not with me today?

The elders and the wizards behind them look at each other unfortunately.

"Ah, haha...... Sorry, today was only a ceremonial event at the palace, unfortunately."

"Really?"

Elders and villagers looking disappointed.

That's when one girl came running, pushing the villagers' wheel. Lowered hair with blue hair tied in two. Sleek shape, bear-plush work clothes (snails) -.

"... glasses!

"Cogmar Fiftis!?

Running over was a Dwarf girl characterized by a slightly wider body shape beside her.

He has three blue hair knitted and stretched out to the side in a tiny, large turquoise blue eye. He was the sister of Cogmar Ninth, who had previously dug a hole in the basement of the hall and lived on his own.

Is he about ten years old? He seems to have grown a little, but he hasn't grown that big.

"... Long time no see! Glasses, sage, Methius, Lentomia, Luroni.... Is that it? Boy I Don't Know."

"Oh, here we are. It's Chuta."

"... eh?

"You know what I mean when I say rat's, chuta?

Chuta smiles lightly.

"...... Glasses Sage, finally turning a rat into a human......!?

Fiftis stepping back with a blue face.

"No! I was human! He was a wretched child cursed by a witch."

"Yes, I remember you too."

"... is that so? Hmm......? Oh, by the way, what about Plum, Hemperoza, and Larna?

Look behind me, look at the carriage, look up at my face again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring you here today."

"... it is..."

When I wondered if I had floated a disheartening color, Fiftis swelled his puffy cheeks and wore the "head" of a bear's attire.

"Asshole Glasses! Aren't we always together!? Bring him in, he's useless!

"Yeah!?

And he just shook up "Bear Claws" and attacked me...... Gothin on the Dwarf clan chief! It was Fiftis who was beaten to death.

Continued