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

Concon, I heard a knock, and the study door opens. Looks like Manuferno brought us some tea.

A shirt made of white linen, in a blue long skirt, with bright silver hair tied together in a ribbon.

Sweet, refreshing herbal notes in the morning sun's plunging study.

"Drink tea. Go ahead, Greg."

"Oh, thank you Manu. I just wanted it."

I am so glad that I just finished crystal ball communication with the Director of the Department of the Interior of the King's Government, Liesehat. After this, it's all the more frustrating considering you have to talk to a troublesome person.

"Work. Is it going to be over?

"I think I'm done about half of it for now. I'm still in the World Tree Village today, so you can stay relaxed and fit."

"Today. says we're all on a mushroom harvest tour in a vertical hole in a world tree. The villagers will show you around."

"Ha, sounds kind of fun. But you just have to eat it."

"Tonight. Mushroom stew, perhaps. Ugh."

"Ugh..."

I don't like the poisonous taste of mushroom stew... or anything.

Manuferno is narrowing his eyes ridiculously across his round glasses. Receive a cup of herbal tea and drink slowly to taste.

"... maybe a blend of chamomile and something. Uh, the lemon-like one."

"Correct. You've gained a lot of understanding. The correct answer is lemon balm."

"Oh, that's the one that's growing on the east side of the garden"

"Smile (eh). Right."

The garden tip of the hall, visible through the window, has seen more flower beds and herbs. Coming to the southern lands, the luster of the leaves and the growth are gaining momentum.

Place the cup of tea on your desk and give a morning hug (hug) with the manuferno. I whisper in my ear that tonight is the night I don't spend all night at work, etc. while holding it gently to make sure it smells soft and sweet like marshmallows.

"Relieve (Phew). I'll try my best today."

"Me too."

I feel satisfied with each other, a little light-hearted laughter. Manuferno seems to go downstairs and do laundry and cleaning.

Well, I also decide to get back to work where I drank my morning tea.

Touch the crystal sphere to connect the magic thread (MagiWire) and adjust the communication destination. The crystal sphere in the study is a high-performance version (...) that records multiple contacts with various locations related to Wang Du and Royal Castle.

Magic tools that can communicate even with people who cannot use magic are mostly fixed one-on-one.

In contrast, multiple wave hierarchies (channels) are registered, and thus the destination of the call can be freely changed by adjusting the magnetic thread (magiwire).

There are difficulties that cannot be used without intermediate or higher wizards, but they are exceptionally user-friendly.

"Uh, hello, can you hear me"

Actually, I can send video, but only audio. The letter 'Sound Only 03' floats on the crystal.

"- This is Major General Philagalia, Chief of Staff of the Royal Metanostadt Army Command Operations. I know about three people who are currently allowed to connect to this secret line, but what about you?

"It's Grecas. Chief of Staff of Operation Filagallia"

"- Was it Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, Lord Grecas of the Kingsguard Secret Mage (...)? I'm sorry about this. '

"... Kingsguard, Secret Service...?

I connected right away but suddenly it's a pain in the ass.

Positions I've never heard of, but am I such a classification?

But I don't care there. Because work is work, I will pass on the report of the results of the analysis on the seeds of the world tree and information about the experiment in which the seeds "germinated".

Chief of Staff Philagalia seems to be pale enough to hear my explanation. I don't know the expression because I don't have any footage, but it conveys signs of snorting.

'... Hmm. The note that Director Liesehat turned for me matches the contents'

- What no...!?

"It's really good. Quick, correct reporting is what I prefer. In the process of communicating information, distortions, detachments or the granting of extra information may interfere with accurate decisions. Above all… it involves the trust of the rapporteur '

"Right... right"

Damn, did you get a note from Director Liesehat? Then you won't have to listen to me.

Not surprisingly, as long as I spent enough time in the morning having tea with Manuferno, a note from the Department of the Interior's office would pass to the military's Operations Command Office in the same royal castle.

'... Let's get down to business, Lord Grecas. Once again, I know you're a trustworthy person. "

"That's more than anything."

I'm not sure what it is, but this also seemed to mean a double check to check the contents of my report.

"From the report I just received, could you lay low with regard to the part where the seeds of the world tree germinated and report only the results of the analysis of the characteristics of the seeds to Sir Rembrandt, who is the commander of the garrison"

"... you don't trust Sir Rembrandt?

'No way. He is an excellent Knight Commander. I am an orthodox knight who has sworn allegiance and been baptized by His Highness the Princess. There's no way you'd betray me, is there?

"If so..."

Why do I keep my mouth shut? I'm just going to do the same thing to the garrison that I did to pass on information to me.

"Boulders are wise (...) Lord. We have to make sure that the hostile forces are informed at what stage. '

A subordinate, in a village, or a missionary carriage? I'm even thinking about the possibility that leaked information might flow to a secret society (Zordaxzaian).

The Chief of Operations Staff is the face of the table, and he seems to be serving concurrently around the intelligence department, but, well, I don't want to know.

"The work of the Chief of Staff is very diverse."

"I can't even answer you, Lord Sage, regarding the scope of your duties. But... as a friend (...), it's a very difficult job, I'll say '

"Ha, my friend."

"Yeah."

Apparently, he's trying to build a good relationship with me in Philagalia.

I thought we were done talking, but then I ask one thing.

"I heard Lord Valikerius, the head of the Magic Corps, and some of General Gilkes' warriors are coming to the suburbs of the World Tree for training. I'd like to go say hello... '

"A point approximately seven kilometers northwest of the world tree. This is the district we call Point Zero. '

The Chief of Operations Staff gave me the location lightly. That means it's not an order, but it also means go, I guess.

"Point zero......?

Thought I'd inspire search magic (google) by accident, but now it's not good.

"This is the coordinates of the emergence of Hyperdragon Drasilia in Hikarika Mina."

"-!? What the hell..."

A nasty sensation crawls through my spine.

"Looks like there's no leak in this information. This is a serious matter, so keep it to yourself. About a month ago, a similar magic wave pattern was captured when the superdragon drasilia emerged through a more magical" gate "than underground.

"What no...!

"Early warning information from a massive magic detection network (Magic Grid sensor). It's pretty faint, but we're analyzing if someone's about to go through the" gate "again. '

"So let's get the army... In the name of training?

"Yep. We thought it might have something to do with the seeds, so we asked Lord Grecas to investigate them. However, no clear relevance has been presented at this time '

"Sure... it may be relevant, but I don't know"

I came here and everything connected. Why did the world tree bear flowers and fruit?

A world that should have perished, called the Old World. A world where the survival of the superdragon drasilia was at stake.

What if I thought something was going on there?

It would suck if something like Superdragon Drasilia were to come again. Or maybe something else......

"Going to Point Zero, what's the problem?

'I thought you'd say that. Lord Grecas will not be included in my chain of command at this time, so please be at liberty. "

"That would be more gratifying. I'm free to move."

Good luck.

"I just hope it doesn't become martial arts (...)"

Continued