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

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"Then be ready, all of you! Hey, let's get started!

Bang! and Sir Balikerius banged his hand, "Operation 'Monolith of Wisdom (Monolith)' Welcome (...)" finally began.

The total number of participants is 50. The wizards, who belong to a strong magical army led by Sir Barikelius, are the main ones, creating an evil and dangerous world.

The Phantom Magic Platoon of the advance team enters the chant of the spell. They drew magical circles on the ground and began to concentrate their magic.

The outline of the operation (...) is to confuse the gathering of information on the mysterious existential side that has sent the "Monolith of Wisdom" due to super-realistic phantoms.

Further destruction gives fragmentary information that this is a place full of danger. Doing so frustrates (lottery) any further intrusion.

"I was wondering if it would work?

Lentomia turns her arms out of the wizard's cloak to the sky and stretches out "eh".

"If there are enemies (...) who have sent Superdragon Drasilia into this world and are looking at opportunities for tiger vision and aggression, then this operation makes sense whether it succeeds or fails"

"With Doyuko?

"The first is a case of success. Expectations of believing in this operation and judging it a 'dangerous and horrible place not worthy of invasion'. This is valid if there is an intent to invade Drasilia or the person who sent the Monolith."

"The person who was doing it with good intentions (...) will also escape."

Lentomia laughs.

"I don't have an innocent heart with me enough to think of that as good intentions."

"Haha, well"

"… the second is a case where the Monument of Wisdom is watching over us with our immeasurably advanced magical powers. Then this operation will fail."

"Still good?

So far, The Monument of Wisdom (Monolith) is silent, and there is no indication at all that it is moving. However, the possibility of passively examining the surrounding situation and gathering information cannot be discarded.

"Right. At least we can appeal to the presence of organized armies and wizards who defeated Superdragon Drasilia."

"I see. That's a deterrent."

At least we can appeal to them to detect, analyze, and destroy objects at the same time as they appear, in less than two hours.

By boasting about one end of this battle, someone who can make a good decision about the situation will be able to make you think that the act of aggression carries considerable risks.

This one is local (...) and has a local interest. Moreover, it should also be advantageous in terms of the military and human resources that can be mobilized.

'Either way, our operation is not in vain.'

"I agree (...). Chief of Staff of Operation Filagallia"

I exchange conversations with military crystal ball communication magic tools placed on a pedestal. Looks like he was listening to me and Lentomia talking.

Does Philagalia's cold eyes envisage the possibility that it could happen after this?

"His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, our Royal Army officials will see you from here on out."

"That would be the duty of the Chief of Operations Staff."

Apparently he was summoned urgently. I can also see the figure of General Gilkes and military executives behind him.

"By the way, in case anything happens to all of you, don't worry, I'll knock the Kamikaze Hammer (Kamui Caliber) with the newly developed ultra-high heat penetrating warhead into you. Yeah, this is a prototype of a tactical weapon that envisages a strategy against Castle Demon, but I'll leave the power to you to imagine."

"... oh, that's reassuring"

My face pulls off unexpectedly, but it would be a natural move as an army.

Just an hour and a half after it appeared. The ready-to-do system of the Kingdom of Metanostadt, which will be ready so far, is a big deal.

"Lord Grecas the Wise! Please."

Looks like I'm finally in the voice of Lord Valikerius, Captain of the Magic Corps.

"Then... I'll come!

I pretend to be chanting magic with my hands behind my back, but it's an automatic chant (autoload) by tactical information display (tactics).

- Expand the diameter of the 'Isolated Junction (Apartovaria)' to ten merte!

- Increased Magic Loss Rate...! Residual Magic Index, now 75%

- More surgical, "deflection force field transfer surgical (phase shifter)" overlapping automatic chanting (autoload)!

The magic that lays on the junction is the 'deflection force field transfer formula (Phase Shifter)', the ultimate junction magic that was once used in the showdown against Omega Southern Pedia Architect II during the Israeli-Palestinian unrest. By chanting, the isolation junction passes only through magic from the outside (here), and no force from the other side. A one-way, irregular-grade confined space can be created.

"Sage Grecas, your magic consumption is increasing...... are you okay?

Fairy Metius looks worried and hands on my cheek.

"Oh, I'm fine about this. I tie the line... I will devote all my efforts to maintaining the stage device (...). And then it's the turn of the troupe."

When I put my hands up and signaled, the twelve magical soldiers who finished the spell chant, created one phantom monster or landscape after another by phantom magic, sent them inside the Quarantine Junction.

"Sage Grecas! That illusion also reacts to the Enemy Order."

"That's a user of illusion from Israel. Things are different."

"In pairs of three, an illusion-generating surgeon, a motion-generating surgeon, and an operator who produces texture and body temperature with soil and water. Super Dragon Drasilia has been deceived."

Lentomia is nodding beside me, impressed.

The illusion increases the texture when you look at it, as if it exists there too. The figure is unusual, with goats on his face, horns and bat-like feathers on his back. It's not a dragon, it's not a person, it's like an alien demon. A few monsters wander through the seclusion junction, as if they had come out of the hell painting they saw in the gallery of the royal castle.

Its surroundings are a desolate and desolate place. It shows either Superdragon Drasilia's in the distance or even a giant bone.

"Temperature in the junction, rising......! It's like a burning hell!

"Gahaha! It's not boiled from the bottom."

It was the work of another platoon, under the command of Sir Balikerius, the user of flame magic. It exhilarates the flame magic reasonably well, sending only heat from the outside and steaming it.

The temperature is already close to 100 degrees. A living creature is impossible to survive. Besides, the sight is poor. This should make this side almost unobservable.

"This is a hell of a concert..."

"Terrible sight."

"Hempero is hiding in the carriage. Better not be exposed."

"Worrying."

"Sorry, just a little more patience"

I've brought him to a scary place, but Hemperoza looks like he's having a lot of fun looking at the hell pictures he's performing (...). The warriors of the guards who consolidate their surroundings are also blind to the sight.

"Lord Grecas the Wise! Looks like the stage is set!

Sir Balikerius screams.

"One more thing, then, to inspire magic"

I put my hands on the ground and produced a simple golem with mud and dirt. It's a simple Doro doll.

Immediately, the Phantom Magic users will make it a "Hell Dweller" in a good way. Giant gyro eyes, gray body covered in hairless scales, walking in front of you, but making you move like an intelligent body. Temperatures are reproduced, of course, and there are entities. You won't be seen through this.

"haha, disgusting"

"You'd better be real, wouldn't you?

I manipulated the magic thread and finally let the "inhabitants of hell" break into the quarantine junction.

Then, signal everyone to stand up and slowly reach out to the surface of "Monolith of Wisdom".

- Touch me here now! ▽

"Residents of Hell" carefully reach out to the area where the suspicious wording is depicted.

In the next moment, The Monument of Wisdom (Monolith) reacted.

It emits fluctuations of magic, and the areas touched by the hands shine. And tentacles like red magic thread (Magiwire) blew out in a fierce momentum with a shrug.

"Wah!? There's something out there!

"I thought it was suspicious!

Lentomia and Metius are right, stretching out as if they were octopus tentacles, entangling the arms of the "inhabitants of hell" and reaching their heads.

- Come on!?

Van! And his head burst. A red magic thread (Magiwire) blew out the head of the "inhabitants of Hell".

"Whoa!?

"Yikes!?

"How dare you, it was still an evil trap!

I'm glad I didn't touch you...... and me and Sir Balikerius looked at each other unexpectedly.

The suspicious red magic thread (Magiwire) lost sight of the opponent and began to look for the next prey (Egg).

"Sir Balikerius! Please increase the internal temperature further!

"Ooh! Everyone... disinfect with flames!

"" Ha!

Several of my men, who were hands on the ground and chanting magic, raised the firepower of the flaming magic. Because of the sudden rise in temperature, the red magic thread (Magiwire) shrunk and disappeared to melt.

"... let's destroy it!

Again, this is a dangerous trap. If that thing dominates my brain...... I'd be freaked out just thinking.

"You evil invaders all the time! Don't go... my great flame magic...!

Magic Warrior Captain Goo......! and rose red magic waves like firepillars from all over his body.

At about the same time, I began to hear low vibrating sounds like humming from The Monument of Wisdom (Monolith).

"Sage Grecas! The rate of space distortion around Monolith is increasing!

"I'm running away!

But it shouldn't be easy to get out of the quarantine junction.

"I feel fast for you to come home! The stage isn't here yet, the show is here... Bye!

"I'm inspiring different magic on the left and right......!

On the right hand side, he blows up the golem of a giant demon king's army, the magic of the penetrating hotline system called "Passionate Heat Break (Hard Hard Hard)", and on the left hand, he simultaneously inspires the magic of the explosion called "Ultifiga".

Inspiring the brilliance just blinking in both hands, Sir Balikerius is Zuzaa! and opened his legs, dropped his hips and felt fit.

"- Hummm!"

Then superimpose and compress the flaming mass on the tip of the left and right hand to slowly wrap it together in one at the chest position.

"Whoa!?

Continued