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

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"You've come a long way. Grecas, the wise man of the kingdom of Methanostat. Your families are welcome."

It was a tense voice that often passed.

Has His Majesty King Bellangaia just said that he is young and in his mid-thirties?

The luster of the skin burnt to the flour characteristic of the people of the sea, the Marino Serese, is good, with curious eyes and an unyielding smile.

"It is my pleasure to invite you, His Majesty King Bellangaia Marinoserese"

When I put my right hand against my chest, I lowered my head deeply.

We were invited to the Sea Dragon Sacred Palace in the Kingdom of Marino Serese, where we were honored to meet His Majesty the King.

Marinocerese style greetings were well previewed (...) during the waiting period to be seen without disrespect. The families imitate it and thank you.

"Ooh? I'm glad you value our country's traditions. But there's no use caring, this is an open country like the ocean. It's not a formality, it's enough to convey your feelings."

"Thank you for your generous care."

Gracefully returning her thanks again, the king slowly lifted his eyebrows and zeroed his satisfied grin.

I see, the style of the big man drifts around showing the metrics and tolerance as rumored.

Smiles with white teeth on tanned skin and a rough atmosphere remind me of the iconic Ergonote of Israel, a desert country. However, I get the impression that the eyesight of how I am observing this condition in detail is several times as blind.

Bamboo (Bamboo) is polished and tailored to a decorative wall. "Between the Sights" is about 15 Merte square wide. The throne, decorated to reach the ceiling, is on the most opposite side.

On the left and right are the first foreign ministers to guide me, as well as two nearby advisors and an elderly facial rash. Is the person in the medal and Rin uniform the head of the National Defense Warrior Corps? There stands one other woman who seems to be the top wizard dressed in red and black robes.

Coupled with the guards, it's about a dozen people, not so much of an atmosphere.

"Quick, but I can hear you working in your port town of Racia. Many sailors and people were in trouble because the harbor was unusable. Let's thank the people on their behalf."

"What a waste of words. It hurts to be thankful."

I'm afraid of boulders.

"I didn't know the reason the harbor was unusable was a giant crab. It's clueless that no one could spot it. It was originally the job for which our nation's proud navy should be heading out. I didn't know that would annoy the hands of foreign guests... I owed Metanostadt."

The king's words are clear, but he says it's a failure of his own army in the dark. The head of the National Guard Corps, who stood beside the king's right, clouded his expression.

"... I am afraid, Your Majesty King Bellangaia Marinoserese, you do not owe my country anything"

I raised my voice between beats.

"Hmm?"

"The abominable crab stuck a little bit in my stomach. It was really fresh and delicious, thanks to my family, I had good memories of my journey."

"Mr. Crab, it was delicious..."

Nice follow up to Plum, who reluctantly whispers.

"... Ha! This is good, no, I like it! Sounds like a rumor to me. Sage Grecas. The power of magic and wisdom really hurts."

When the king's unadorned laughter echoed, the minister and the head of the National Defense Warriors unwittingly loosened his expression.

"You're good...... Indeed."

Polerissa, who was listening quietly on the side, whispers tea in.

"I don't owe you anything. It's only a greeting for a friendly visit."

I was telling Director Liesehat of Metanostadt in an earlier VIP room that I had decided to take a look. When I asked if there was anything to be aware of, I received a thankful instruction to do well with the field judgment.

'Nothing is borrowed, not negotiated, not cheaply contracted. But there's no harm in doing what Grecas can do for you, dear friend. Careful.'

Therefore, he did not hesitate to use "Search Magic (Ggol)" and went through a roster of magical photographs published by local journalists (the media).

Time was limited, but he also looked through the royal name, the roster of King's government dignitaries, etc. I intend to examine all possible national circumstances and prepare them to be free of coarse phases.

"By the way, Lord Grecas, is the inn set for tonight?

"No, not yet..."

"Hmm, then Polerissa. Guest Inn. I asked for some hospitality."

"Ah...? It's, uh, it's in Motyron. Be polite with us. I'll talk to my wife..."

Polerissa laughs bitterly all the time "did it". His Majesty King Bellangaia Marinocerese goes on.

"Um, I asked for it. Would this be a good opportunity for the Lord to talk and beg for teachings about golems and flying magic tools?

"Ha, well... yeah"

"Borrow wisdom, but good. If you are a wise man with great magical knowledge, you will give me some good advice."

The king turns his gaze from Polerissa to me just because he thinks it's a good idea, and he keeps talking in a light tone.

I mean, give me some magical technical assistance. You can't even say no here in this stream. It's a lifted, surrounded outfit.

"It's incredible magic, like flying a hall into the sky like that! If a rare wizard came to our country in the world, we'd like to hear many interesting stories! Wouldn't it? Magic Chief Gay Larries"

"You are right, Your Majesty. I'd like to hear about the heroes of the Demon King's War."

Thick lips with red on wheat skin. The eyes like red crystals have lowered buttocks and the hair is orange brown with lengths to the waist.

The hand holding the scepter is well fleshed, covering the line of body characteristic of the plump woman with red and black robes.

- Is that the top (...) wizard of Marino Serese?

I don't know what kind of user I am because I haven't exuded my magic powers. All the fittings attached to the canes and arms would be magic tools.

"Sage Grecas, she's kind of a sexy witch."

"Oh, don't remind me of Master Alberina"

"But! As long as I'm here, I'll never let you two alone!

"What are you worried about, Meti?"

"I felt like I was thinking that the line of the body that is specific to women..."

"Buh!? I don't think so."

Exchange dumb stories with Metius and Kosokoso through tactical information display (tactics).

Well, whether it's a color trick or a force, I can't even tell you the secret of magic as a wheezer. Let's try to get away with a good deception.

And then the king's interest goes to my family.

"Sometimes...... Grecas' family. Uh, there she is, your lovely chestnut-haired daughter behind it."

The king spoke in anticipation of Riola, who was nagging at the rear of the line.

"Ha, ha!?

Riola glanced around left and right for a moment and made her eyes black and white when she realized it was apparently something she had been spoken to.

"I don't see much hair around here. Really beautiful. Where are you from?

"Oh, yeah!? Oh, that, me, on the Rudens side, from that Tibalagi village"

"Ho...? A vast forest area north of Metanostadt? So... one thing, why don't you do me the rest of the favor?

"Hey, why......!?

Rice noodles, and Riola drinks.

Both Manuferno, Spiano and Luroni alternate between Riola and the king of Marinoserese, swallowing solitude at the words of a sudden king.

Plum, Hemperoza and Chuta both stare worryingly at Riola.

The king looked at Riola and said "cute" or something. I don't know, "be the rest of it," or all of a sudden you're being impotent?

I don't care if it's a diplomatic matter then, until I get Riola out of here.

"Actually... I'm tired of court food. I want exotic food. Good with home cooking. Something... like this, why don't you let me eat something delicious?

"What!? Well, we only have potato dishes… so what would the king eat?"

"Ho? Don't worry more and more! I'd love to try it."

"Duh, what shall we do, brother Guh? No!

"Hmm, well, it would be nice to cook."

"But it is!

Rock your body left and right as Riola awkwardly panicked.

If he is having trouble responding, the king next turns to Polerissa.

"Polerissa, let's go to your hall tomorrow. I haven't seen my cousin's face in a while. And sage Grecas, I'm sorry, but I'd still be happy to let that daughter cook too... I'm not saying I can't."

"I'll think about meeting your expectations."

The response was a little cloudy, but a subtle wish that wasn't a flow to turn down.

"You're here. unscrupulous gesture"

"Ugh, uhm. What do you mean by unscrupulous..."

Polelissa and I, poking our glasses together, sighed small.

Continued