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

Approaching carefully the mysterious metal object that emerged.

10 We shall stop in front of Merte and observe and observe the situation visually.

The object of metal, pierced obliquely on a small high hill, almost in the middle of the Hikaricamina wetlands, was shaped like an elongated "rind rod" with a length of three merte and a thickness of about thirty centimetres merte.

If you stare at it, the surface is engraved with a geometric pattern, like some kind of letter.

"What the hell...?

"It resembles an iron pile cannon warhead, but don't make the finish too pretty for a weapon. It's small for a ride... Hmm, something like a monument?

I twist my neck as I lift my glasses with my fingertips and focus my vision.

Obvious artifacts. And it doesn't seem to belong to Metanostadt or neighboring countries. I can see in the evidence that the surface is processed with extremely smooth and advanced technology. The shades and textures were very similar to the external armoured plates of the 'Holy Sword Battleship (...) - Ethereal (Fatimart) Silver (Platinum) -'.

Given the dangers of reacting and moving in response to magic, the Enemy Circle is inspired in Passive Detection mode.

"You don't feel like you're emitting magic, heat, sound, etc. Is it just a piece of metal, or maybe I'm just sleeping"

Fairy Metius also observes quietly in the face of tension.

"Who gives a shit about what..."

"Did someone send (...) or arrive here by chance? Do you know what the Sage Stone is?

I point the black sphere out of the porch towards the metal rod.

"No...? I've never seen anything like it.... The rest was definitely a gatekeeper for a thousand years. But... it's really rare in a long time for things to come and go between different worlds. The coincidence of the stars may have naturally opened the gates… once every few hundred years. Besides, we don't even know what's going through there. '

An unexpected message came from the evil spirited God of Land (Proxian Coral), but not the wind that is telling lies. I really don't seem to know.

"You're gonna come here and talk to me honestly enough, aren't you?

"... you're disappointed. Leave me alone."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that you were expecting me to be eaten by a super dragon."

Curiosity prevails over fear now. As we approached closer and began to observe from a distance of about five mertes, we heard a large number of footsteps and voices from the rear.

Soon dozens of horseman riders and dozens of military wizards with red capes and woven canes surrounded the perimeter.

"Yaaaa! This is my sage lord, have you been crossed...!

It was an old wizard of great muscularity who appeared with his lavish voice. It spans a black military horse and comes this way through among the soldiers who correct their posture.

"Sir Valikerius, I beg your pardon for your sudden visit"

The horse stops the hissing horse.

"Gahaha, I don't mind. I'd rather wait!

Laughing luxuriously is the Royal Metanostadt Army, Captain of the Magic Corps, Sir Balikerius.

Countless medals make a mess over the chest of officer clothes. A raw military wizard who has fought through Demon King's Wars and numerous battlefields as a "user of infinite fire spears".

It features a brave Kaisel mustache on a large body and a black eyelid covering his left eye.

A boneless impression the opposite of Sir Apras A. Jill, president of the Warm and Serene Magic Society, but the two seem to be friends of the ancient known and dated for a long time.

"And this is the new 'Superdragon Drasilia'? Gahaha, you're useless at exaggerated positions. Isn't that just a pile of iron?

"You can't be alarmed. I don't know who you are, I was wondering if we should be careful."

I advised quietly with my head down. The commander of this unit and the field is only Sir Balikerius. Damaging your mood can be a hassle.

"Hmm? If that's what the Wizard of Wisdom is called, is it worth a thought..."

Sir Balikerius, looking at a metal object, looked around at his surrounding men as he pinched up his slightly upward Kaisel beard with his fingertips.

The wizards, woven in red cloaks, are sipping and watching this one.

On the other side of that gap, we saw the carriage to be ridden by Lentomia and Hemperoza. The Land Turtle (Gran Turtle) is now on the ground.

Sir Balikerius stepped down from a military horse to the ground flicking his body in what he did not think was an old body.

Standing on the ground with both feet with the sound of Zum......, the back length is also large when the spine is extended.

The spine is stretched and the shoulder width is wide and prestigious. I stroke my shorter gray head behind me, and the two mustaches standing with pins look like corners in retrograde light as well.

"The commander here is not this weasel. Well... what is it? I think we should destroy them.

"That's still dangerous. That seems to belong to an advanced magical civilization, equivalent to the Holy Sword Battleship. I can't deny the possibility that I got lost in this world by chance, but I was wondering if I should reveal my purpose."

I voiced my opinion aggressively.

"Is that a superimposed suggestion? I don't think that's dangerous. If you want to scatter a curse or explode, I'll leave you alone."

"We should suspect that there is some kind of magical karaki that moves with some sort of alignment."

"How can you say all that?

He looks at me in a slightly stronger tone.

"Because if I am the enemy (...), I will"

To my words, the Captain of the Magic Corps lowered his white, together-eyebrow.

"Hmmm... it's a real pleasure. Flexibility of ideas, unexpectedness. Is this Lord Sage? But... what is the enemy? Superdragon Drasilia must have died. Who needs to send those iron piles in here?

I take a breath and talk about the possibilities (...) I've been thinking about.

"For example. Suppose there were indigenous peoples on the land that the invaders (...) were after. What if you thought you had unleashed the cannibal beast (...) you were feeding before sending your precious soldiers in directly?

……

The face of the Magic Corps Leader changes. Regardless, the beast analogy means superdragon drasilia. In the first place, if that superdragon is the last survivor, then why... have you come to this world? It has always remained a mystery. I don't think I can smell a living human from another world beyond time and space.

If so..., isn't there some kind of presence (...) that you sent in or induced in the first place?

For example, the surviving forces of the original world… etc.

"The attacking side should confirm the effect (...)"

I lowered my voice. That would be military common sense, needless to say.

"I see."

"I hope it's only hypothetical and worrying. That's just a chunk of iron from different worlds… if it's a monument, you can pull it out and make it a tourist attraction"

"Okay. First, let's see what I can do with the power of the eagle.

That being said, Sir Balikerius removed the black eyelid that had covered his left eye. Some of my men leak "ooh".

I heard that the left eye is a prosthetic eye, but there is a "demonic eye" planted there that discerns the magic and technique of the target.

Gin......! and the prosthetic eye gleams demonically, and the magical circle that emerged in the eyeball explores the hidden magical presence. About ten seconds in time.

"... after all, something magical is being done!

Sir Balikerius put his eyelids back there.

"Do you know who the magic is?

"No, horribly old. It cannot be analyzed with a hard (...) magic structure. But I could see that something existed."

"Enough. Then I'll look into it directly."

"Please. If anything... we will destroy it with all our might"

I approached the metal object slowly, accompanied by the fairy Metius.

One merte at a distance. Stop your legs in front of you. I don't feel any signs of magic at the moment, but I feel as though I'm looking at this one.

I inspired Recognition Agitation Magic (Imagine Jammer) from Tactics. If you're trying to "monitor" something like a magical eye, you can expect it to be effective.

I turned to the other side and there was a hexagonal pattern on the surface. Letters are also engraved on the surface to surround it. What I thought was far-sighted and geometric seemed to be a string.

"This is similar to what you saw in the Holy Sword Battleship."

"You can translate it!

Translation magic (yactus) reads and interprets letters.

- I bestow the glory and grace of the Millennium Empire (CYSAMPEDIA).

- Lucky, brave, wise man, touch the Monument of Wisdom.

- Infinite knowledge, glory, victory, everything will be given as desired.

- Unfortunate, ruined, lost if you don't touch it.

- Touch me here now! ▽

"... suspicious"

"I'm too suspicious!?

But I was sure. This is... probably...

"It's a magic monument to a targeted attack (...). If you touch this inadvertently, you could tell them where you are, when you are, where you are!

Continued