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

In the office of the Interior Ministry of the King's Government and the Secret Service, I looked through the documents.

The table of larger paper bags contained the title 'To the wise Grecas, pleading'. When I opened inside, it contained many letters and seals.

"This is a letter to Grecas the Wise. Can I help you with your troubles?

Fairy Metius smiles on his desk.

"A letter, or quite a few. … I wonder if they come from children all over the country"

I'm a little excited about what it's all about.

There are numerous reports coming around from military intelligence, as well as reports of the Interior Ministry's internal affairs relations, but this one looks more fun.

"That's very popular, sage Grecas"

"Am I in charge of the" consultation room for anything that's a child "? Ha..."

I'm getting a little tense, so I'm going to read the letter quickly.

The sender of the letter has the address and name, as well as the age. Some letters in awkward letters, others I find to have been written seriously. They all seem to be trying so hard to sue for something.

"The publicist (media) describes the work of the sage Grecas, and there was a bandit exorcism in the village of Fatsugar last year."

"Right."

It is now fashionable to install Slide Projection Magic Fixtures (Magina Projectors) in slightly wealthy houses as well as on street corners. It's convenient because it conveys information instantly, and a lot of ordinary people seem to enjoy various shows as entertainment.

About a year and a half ago, if I recall, a letter from the orphanage Seven Colors Prisoner Correction School began. Hikaria, a semi-beast girl, was prompted by a letter she wrote with desperate thoughts about the predicament caused by the curse. "One letter" miraculously got to me and the case was discovered. We were able to save Camilla and her sister Calva, including the gardener.

The publicist (media) appears to be using it for propaganda as a beauty story about the goodwill of the King's government's letter couriers and the "miracle rescue play" performed by a magically savvy sage.

Now the children from all over the country who found out about it wrote me that letter and said they would hand it to the postman of the King's government.

"There's been a bandit raid, and I need to read it seriously."

Looking at the content, fortunately, it doesn't seem to be an urgent one.

- A ghost inhabited an abandoned house in the neighborhood. Find out.

- Your father may be the werewolf. I hear weird voices from the room at night.

- I saw squid flying in the air. Nobody believes me.

"Oh well, that's a lovely letter"

"Hmm? Well, there doesn't seem to be anything to do with life or death..."

Some things are a little troublesome to answer.

"Why don't you at least write me back?

"You can write, but we have nearly twenty copies..."

Although it's a pain in the ass for boulders.

"If it's not confidential information, why don't you take it back to your mansion and let it be proxyed?

"... Meti, it's a nice idea"

If I solicit a byte in the hall to write a reply with one copy or one piece of copper coin, Plum or Hemperoza is going to raise their hands.

"But will you carry your letter to the sender?

"Let's drop that at my expense."

The postal mechanism by the King's Government is basically a means of communication between nobles and officials and does not undertake private letter hauling, etc.

For once, a private paid letter haulier exists, but it is expensive to deliver a letter to another city with a single piece of silver coin (...), and not something that can be sent with a child's allowance.

Exceptionally, however, due to the "good intentions" of the letter haulier, the letter that the child had written the complaint could be transported by confusing it into a letter to be delivered to the King's Government.

Of course, serious complaints by adults can be made at the local authority desk of the King's government as before.

In fact, do you think and allow the Ministry of the Interior to refer to it as "information-gathering", albeit internally, and use it as a kind of "snitch source"?

Especially if it's a "letter to the wise man" written by a child, it seems there's a big nickname for both recipients and carriers.

In fact, about six months ago, a letter sent by Tua, a boy living in the village of Fatsugar, proved to have stopped the "plan to raid the village by bandits". I mean, you can't scorn more than you have a track record.

Discovery and consultation by the children's eyes may trigger the discovery of the incident.

"The children's letters aren't just about consultation, they have support."

I take a bunch of letters that say, "To the wise man," and I glance at them one by one.

- Sage is the most powerful wizard, isn't he? Are you the strongest when you can't use attack magic? Isn't the strongest one, Mr. President of the Magic Society? Or is it Mr. Lentomia, the six heroes? I got into an argument in the school building. Tell me.

"Fuhaha, if you launch the Wizard Yearbook or the Wizard Gentleman's Record, you're going to sell it"

"You have to decide who's strong."

"Let the reader do that. You quantify specs like" Magic Power: 980, "" Health: 70, "" Special Magic: O O "..."

As I began to speak fervently, the fairy Metius noticed the sender of another letter.

"Oh, this is from the village of Finovocchi."

"Oh, what is it?"

I haven't been on my feet lately, so has something happened? The sender looked familiar.

- Stenhorn Cecily

………… From Mr. Cecily. "

(cont 'd)