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

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Climb through the gates of the Royal Castle and head to the offices of the Interior and Secret Service of the Royal Government, which serve as my base of activity (...).

Many of the castle's administrations are built at the base of a semi-basic floor.

"Good morning, Director."

"Ah, Grecas, good morning! You too...... how about that? Mind the earth... absorb it... exercise, fat burning... it works... fu ha! Ha!"

A well-widened middle-aged gentleman is rocking his belly as he steps in the hallway in front of his office.

"I would rather not because I want to store fat"

"Really? Like... my... I want to give you some meat... Ha!

I respond with a bitter smile that I don't need that, while walking into the office sideways with Director Liesehat, who is doing suspicious gymnastics.

Inside, it's a garan, and the colleagues are traveling or absent like monoredders and scari.

Quickly, look at the materials on your desk. That was a top-secret report about Israel.

"on the current state of governance in Israel, or"

The report was prepared by the Special Assistant, Scarley. Inclamed, the state capital of Islamia (...), says it is a situation in which a variety of thoughts and forces are intrusive and unconscionable. But fortunately, the rule by Governor Ergonaut seems to be working well.

The reports mentioned in the conclusions are very easy to read. Reading through the details, it seems that the head of the local tribe (Osa) who hired him as administrative representative has the trust of the people and is carrying out the administrative practice in a smooth manner.

The economy of the state capital, Inclamed, has improved considerably with more utilities focusing on mining mineral resources, building and civil works, etc. by the Dwarves.

The Secret Society (Zordaxzaian) also unveiled the incident that caused the noise during the ceremony and launched an intelligence battle that they were the culprits of the Israeli-Palestinian chaos. Progress is being made in translating residents' anti-metanostat consciousness into a vigilant attitude towards Western countries' stralia.

Ergonote's physical security is also strictly exercised, and the morale and sophistication of soldiers recruited as "Royal Methanostat Army" have increased from the Royal Israeli Army. Border security has also become tighter against smuggling from the West and against the entry and exit of people… etc.

The Kingdom of Methanostat seems to wish to develop Israel and become a friendly "second city".

Reading the report, Ergonote seems to be working pretty hard.

"... Sage Grecas, it's time to get tired of it"

"It hasn't been an hour."

"I understand. But I don't have a job."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

You can read the paperwork in search magic (Gogol), but that's not how it all works. Especially these classified documents.

A whimsical fairy, Metius, yawns as she sits on the shoulder of the cloak of a wise man.

It used to be the secretarial style of a woman I could, but she stopped it already. In my usual short dress, I smash my legs. It's somewhere similar to me not to get bored of things and last long.

"For the time being, there's not going to be any trouble. All right, let's go for a stroll in the castle."

"Pleasure!

I decide to have a cup of tea at once before getting up and strolling around the royal castle.

Director Sayid, it is also recommended that you look around as "sage Grecas" is a fine job.

For starters, on a personal matter (...), I go say hello to Sir Wilstein, the Knights Commander. Actually, I'd like to ask you a favor about Chuta, to say hello.

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After a short walk, it is the main entrance to the royal castle. In the eastern corner of the castle that turned there is a large room that will be the "understatement" of the Knights.

While demonstrating the kingdom and knight's prestige over visitors, it seems to be combined with the castle guard.

The large room, about twenty merte quarters, is inhabited by about twenty knights alternating. In the back of the room there are several more office rooms for the Knights Commander, as well as a large arsenal, a dormant room, etc.

It's a square surrounded by walls if you walk out of a partition depot supported by thick columns. It is situated on the east side, sandwiched between the giant Royal Metanostadt Castle and the walls that surround it. The square, although used as a training ground, seems to be used jointly by the Knights and the Royal Army for a variety of training and exercises.

Swordsmanship, of course, seems to be daily training in equestrianism and tactics with the wizards to whom it belongs.

By the way, about a hundred horses are always kept as indispensable knights. Through the doors of the walls, across the moat, there is a green area that forms the back park of the royal castle, but is kept on its vast grounds.

"Sage Grecas, you have a lot of knights. But only a part of you is wearing armor."

"Fully equipped heavy armor can't be worn unless it's a battle. Because security and training will be the main tasks now."

The modem is lined with several tables, including food.

Some people are relaxed, but at one table you see them widening the map and seriously discussing tactics and formations.

One young man, who seemed to be an apprentice knight I noticed, rushed over as I peered into the modelroom through the entrance. Look at me with your eyes shining. I still have a boyish look in my eyes.

"Um... you're Lord Grecas, the wise man!? What can I do for you?

"I was wondering if I could wish Lord Wilstein, the Knights Commander, on sight. Oh, no... I'm not saying I can't because I haven't even booked in advance. It would be nice to have the day again..."

"If so, please wait a moment!

The hairy young man rushed back to the senior knight with a rush to say hazy. He seems to be telling the senior knight who's sitting in a chair and writing some sort of paperwork, what's going on.

The knight, accumulating a beard that rose from his chair, looked at me and nodded his eyes round and once small.

And when I instructed the apprentice to do something, I walked towards someone with a door to another room that I could see behind in a relaxed foothold.

Once again, a young apprentice knight rushed back to me.

"We'll take care of it. Inside, please!

"I'm sorry."

"Sage Grecas, you're such an apprentice knight... is this what happens to you, Chuta?

"I guess so..."

I look at that back and unwittingly narrow my eyes.

Can Chuta be like this, too? In the first place, do you want it?

To the prince of my youngest son, who grew up with no freedom as a third son in the royal palace... can I?

Looking around the room, there are other young squire knights (...) and apprentice knights, many of whom are busy working in their early teens, ranging from chores to armor polishing.

Probably doing field training here while attending a knight's training school building.

Stepping into the Knights' armoire, all the things that were inside looked at the cloak of the wise men and said, "Oh...?" He turns his gaze in his face. That's the kind of look I expect to get bored with.

More than in ancient times, the royal palace seems to have had what is sometimes called a "dogmatization" that makes royalty and nobility laugh and is also allowed to be disrespectful. Regardless, I'm not in the current Metanostadt Royal Palace, but am I in that role now?

and the door in the back room opened and a tall blonde gentleman appeared.

"Oh! Lord Grecas the Wise......! I didn't expect you to take me to a place like this."

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Lord Knights. Ladies and gentlemen, it is very painful to take the time of the knights of the high kingdom."

"... you mean example (...)?

The Knight Commander turned a serious eye. Let the deep blue eyes dwell in a slightly secretive light.

"Yes, I wanted to say hello"

"Now, to the back office."

The head one or more tall blonde knights led me to the office.

Continued