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

- Flowers blossomed in the world tree and came to fruition.

"This could be a surprisingly big case. Why don't you go to the World Tree?"

"Sage Grecas, are you going to the World Tree?

Fairy Metius flies and sits in my palm. It conveys the presence of a slightly soft and warm fairy.

"Right, take Hemperoza too... no, the whole family."

"Well!? I'd be delighted."

"Let's work at the World Tree and then apply for a few days off. Is this a public/private confusion, an abuse of privilege?"

"Don't be grand."

"Ha"

After receiving information from Ms. Lincoln Maysa, Director of Planning and Sales at the World Tree Development Corporation (Yugd Campania), I decided to go to World Tree.

This is a mild topic that ends in mere morning news, even if it is reported by the press (media). But it suggests that more than a year has passed since the world tree laid its roots down in this world, and that some change may have begun to occur.

- You've grown up, or... something else.

What does the King's government think of this situation? At least you've been passing on local information to me, which means "investigate", I guess.

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Early in the evening, we will contact all relevant locations and obtain permission to head to the World Tree for an investigation.

Since it is not work day, I will consult and apply through crystal ball communication from the study.

Ms Lincoln already seems to have taken root everywhere in the form of a "request for support", which makes sense.

"We want special cases involving the world tree to be investigated as a matter of the highest priority. We leave the means of movement and the candidates to the wise."

Interior Ministry of the King's Government, Director of the Liesehat said so.

Other Royal Army stationed in the World Tree was the same answer, as was the Royal Magic Society, which is investigating the World Tree in its magical aspect.

"Quickly, the wise man, Lord Grecas, I want you to go to the field and investigate whether it is a dangerous sign or a beneficial one"

Therefore, I did not hesitate to apply for travel by the "Sage's Hall", which was accepted.

"A trip with the whole family...... Gohon. That's not to say, there's a 'lab' in the flying hall, a flying research facility where analysis and analysis can be carried out. That's why I need it."

Naturally, because the laboratory (lab) is moving, maintenance of the facility requires personnel, that is, family members, so we need to bring them…

I used to be able to easily go wheelie on the grounds of an emergency, but belonging to a kingdom organization and working is such a cramped and cumbersome thing.

But on the other hand, the reassurance that there is a back shield is immeasurable.

There are free food, water, etc., and allowances are provided. Acceptance of alert information from the "Massive Magic Grid Sensor" stranded in Metanostadt on the official route. And with the cooperation of the local garrison, they can receive a wide range of support, such as permission to conduct a free investigation.

"Sage Grecas, you've got a good excuse for that."

Metius, a fairy who had listened to a lot of procedures, using crystal ball communication, sits on the edge of her desk and puffs her legs boringly. He looks so grumpy and looks so twisted.

"I grew up, too."

"Permission, permission, permission. I thought you couldn't fly anymore."

Puffy, little cheeky fairy (Metti), apparently wondering if his freedom has been taken.

If flying freely in the sky tries to be the fairy of the creed, I guess it's not funny how I look with the formalities and permits.

"Metti, don't worry. I will and will fly without any hesitation to protect my family or you if I become Isa."

If a terrible enemy or threat were imminent, I wouldn't be doing this either.

"Is that true?

"I swear to God, I don't care if they chase Wang Du."

"I'm sorry, sage Grecas. … I just wanted to try to be a little obstinate"

A fairy stood up on her desk. Honey-colored soft hair and translucent feathers shine in the light from the window.

Reach out to me softly, as if lifting a hug.

"Not at all...... come"

I put Metius in the palm of my hand and leaned over my cheek.

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Finally, on the day of departure, I was in crystal ball communication with Sir Apras A. Jill, president of the Magic Society, and had a conversation.

"The source of the magic that created the world tree… The magic that created the plant (...) from nothing is really rare. Even if you tie the history of our Royal Magic Society, it's enough with both hands. In active service, Anzo Poesco, wizard champalia of lotus flowers and moss (coke) of the Dwarf tribe. And it's not Hemperoza from Sprout Magic."

The warm-looking old wizard with his white mustache builds gently speaks to Hemperoza, who stands beside me.

"I... I don't know, it doesn't have to be that big. Because this is the only magic I can use."

Today Hemperoza wears a good shirt with white short sleeves and a blue skirt with frills. Round shirt collar tied with red bow tie, adult and adorable. Dark hair is well cared for and shakes with a saggy shoulder.

'That's all right now. There's no rush.'

"Ok......"

"Speaking of which... Miss Alberina, have you ever heard of using the magic of roses? Is this the four of us on active duty? It's a lot of work."

"Right. I'd like to meet other wizards."

"Alberina......"

Hemperoza with distant, thought-provoking eyes.

Indeed, Alberina also uses the magic of a pseudo-plant called 'The Rose Binding Curse (Rosa Climb)'. It's the magic of aggressive lizards and curses.

Due to its similarity to the magic of Hemperoza, weren't you a parent or a child before? I have suspected that, but the blood connection has been denied.

"The essence of magic is one thing. I'm just letting the root magic power interfere in this world with the power of will, changing shape, changing appearance, changing the path of expression...... so much for the hard story. Anyway, it's the apprentice witch Hemperoza...... Listen carefully to the teachings of Grecas, your master, and hone your magic that you are good at and believe in. '

"Believable, magic..."

Hemperoza's eyes, with a blue iris in his obsidian eyes, are opened.

"Yeah, but Hemperoza. I'm still polishing the magic of slime. You just have to keep raising the Shrub Garden."

"Sage Grecas manipulates mushrooms, right?

Fairy Metius whispers in his ear.

"Mushrooms aren't plants or animals..."

"Really!?

"Is the magic of the eagle useful in the world tree again?

"Of course."

Hemperoza snorted small and happy at my words.

'Come on, let's go. The southern sky is clear. The Future Reader said that no clouds could be found until the sky of Hikari Kamina. "

While stroking the ho-ho and white jawbeard, the old wizard Apras paints a magical circle in the air of blessings (fests) wishing him safe on his journey.

"Thank you, Sir Apras!

Thus we journeyed to the world tree.

Continued