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

"From now on, we're going to burn the image floating in front of us in the back of our brains. That should have the same meaning as a copy (...)"

"To...?

When the magical circle surrounding the perimeter emits light, it begins to emit a pale light like an aurora that is yuray from the surface to the sky. This is a kind of recognition agitation junction, like a curtain that blocks the sight of a disturbing will, the Devil's Eye.

It was full of garden tips stained with sunset colors, and the cicadas gradually became far away.

I lay my finger gently between Hemperoza's eyebrows, standing opposite each other.

"... you see that? Actually, it's a spell to be conveyed in writing, but it's conveyed to you through magic thread (Magiwire)."

I should have written down even one of the books of the Apocalypse (Grimoire) for my disciples, but I didn't have time for hatred. But it's not a bad idea to write down and put down "The Magic Book of the Great Sage Grecas" if you have time in the next life.

But as I once had a magic master named Lentomia, there are ways to convey magic directly with words (...) and magic transmission.

"It feels kind of strange.... waves of the sea...? Oh, no, it's kind of like an instrument... to hear a beautiful noise."

"Sound...?

"It feels that way to me."

"Hmm, that's weird, huh?

When I manipulate the magic formula for control over tactical information display (tactics), I feel it as a "block of symbols" like triangles and squares. Probably a long line of magical characters if you write it down as a magical technique. However, it combines it as if it were a block, joining and branching it with lines, and combining it as a magical control structure.

The last thing that brings it together is the Autonomous Driving Ceremony (APPLECT).

I use it in all contexts, including multi-layered excitation of "The Wise Men's Boundary," classification and extraction of tactical information through "Tactics", and control of the golem.

By the way, I recall that when I was taught by my master (...) Lentomia, he did say, "You know, on the board of the game, you picture it like you move shining stones of different colors".

And Hemperoza seems to feel as a "sound".

The magic roots are the same. But I guess it means each one feels different.

And, the fairy Metius whispered softly in his ear.

"Sage Grecas, sweet fruit is sometimes sour."

"Proverbs. Well, sweet fruit also feels different from person to person."

"It's the same magic, so it's just the difference in how you feel."

Fairy Metius shares his magic with me, but I can't say enough that the view he's looking at is the same. I don't know if magic can be passed on to Hemperoza. If you can't do it, you have to do something really bad: write a magic guide (Grimoire) for a copy.

"What I'm telling you right now is a block of magic control. Magic words that finely control the flow of magic. I want you to concentrate and feel it because I'm going to tell you more slowly, in the order of" put together, "" recommend, "" what if, "" what if, "" what if, "" what if, "and" what if, "and" what if ". First of all, this is..." Stay together ""

"……… Ah, I see"

Hemperoza has had the look of slowly chewing (shuddering) something in silence for a while. Eventually, he nodded small as he was convinced of the stiffness.

"Next, this is the recommendation."

"After all, a short sound or rhythm, like a song."

"Huh...? Then combine it for a try. You can open your eyes."

Hemperoza blinked a few times when she opened her eyes and took a breath, Phew. A few green magic threads (magiwires) were then produced from the palm of his hand. They materialize as a spreading grass as they intertwine, and as they draw loose spirals, they grow toward the sky and grow their leaves lush.

"- Mm-hmm."

It's like a nose song, mumbling a hum and a small rhythm.

Shiuru...... and the growth of the green crawling grass that was growing faster, gradually slowing down and stopping growth when you change the rhythm of the nose song.

"Ooh......! Wow, that sounds kind of good, huh?

"The only difference is when you think about it and move it, you just have to put rhythm on it."

"That's how you interact with your magic, Hemperoza!

"Apparently, yes."

"It's kind of funny. Strange..."

Strangely enough, stretching the stretched crawl back to the ground stops the movement around the nose song. Precision is still sweet, but if you can control magic with a nose song, that's fine.

"If you're going to name it magic, is that" Nose Magic (Humming) "?

"Don't like it! To make it cuter!

Hemperoza tapping at my feet with cranberries.

"So how about 'Flower Magic (Fleming)'?

"Hey!? The boulder is poor Fairy Metti. Some senseless sage is very different."

"You're welcome."

"Uhnoo"

Anyway, that's it for today's training.

Hemperoza seems to have lost focus too, but there's no rush. You will remember more and more if you pass on the magic one by one.

"That's enough for today. Besides, it's time for the sun to set. I have to pick you up Riola."

Continued