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

The office of the Knights Commander, Sir Wilstein, was not as large but bright and clean.

The morning light slipping through the window shines silver armor polished like a mirror. The armor dedicated to the Knights Commander was proud as if to show the majesty of the kingdom, decorated with a pure white cloak.

Looking around the office room, leading up to a bookcase with large leather chairs and hand sculptures on a black painted desk, top-notch conditioning is placed.

Please, sit down, sage Lord Grecas.

"Yes, then excuse me"

Slightly nervous, sit back in the guest chair as prompted. Sir Vilstein, who lowered his hips to the front chair, is a fierce knight who plunged into his mid-thirties. Tall, the body the knight's uniform wraps up can be seen working out. Blonde hair on a straight face and clear blue eyes and a typical Metanostadt nobleman's blood. In other words, he's a completely indispensable handsome man.

He has a calm, awesome look backed by a definite belief, unlike Ergonote's invincible confident-filled face.

That would come from pride as a knight. Strong eyes don't seem to shake much of the time.

One of the "Sixteen Knights of the Temple" who fought the main forces of the Demon King's Army directly from the front and defended the King's capital. As the hero of the Demon King's War, the Silver Knight, there's no one in the world who wouldn't know his name.

As a survivor of the "Sixteen Knights of the Dedication", halved and morphed in the Demon King's War, he now binds the Knights with fame. He is also the summariser of each branch, including the troops of Sir Rembrandt, a knight stationed in the World Tree, and the "Air Defense Knights", who are responsible for the air defense of the King's Capital.

"Sage Grecas, that's a knight representing the kingdom. It's kind of different when you're nearby."

"Ugh, um"

Why do you feel overwhelmed when you look directly in the face and even lose as a man?

But Sir Wilstein loosened his expression.

"Oh, my God. I didn't know the Fairy was with you...! If you look at it up close, it's really beautiful and pathetic. It's like a flower fairy... coming out of a fairy tale."

"Well......! Glad to hear it, knight. This is the first time you've talked to me like this, Knights Commander Wilstein. For God's sake, I'm Fairy Meti. It's the Guardian Angel of the Wise Grecas."

The fairy Metius smiles and gracefully thanks him as he descends on the table. This is the first time I've heard of a guardian fairy (Guardian Angel), but it seems to be an adrift to be Metius.

"This is a surprise, if my daughter sees it, she'll be happy."

"Well, do you have a daughter?

"Yeah. I have a daughter who turns sixteen and seven. Especially my youngest daughter likes fairytales and has always read books..."

"The Knights of the Boulders will have a gentle face, too."

"Ha. Oh, my God."

Lord Wilstein smiles lightly as he flips from his difficult face. At the end of that gaze was a portrait of the family placed on the wall. Sir Wilstein in his noble clothes, as well as his beautiful white wife and two adorable ladies, are painted against the backdrop of a blooming garden of flowers and a pond with a sleeping lotus view.

"Next time, can I ask you something with Metti?

"Well! That's a good idea, sage Grecas."

"I'm glad about that. Make sure you don't need it. My daughters will be delighted! But...... it's strange. I think we met somewhere before...? Oh, no, it must be my fault. I suppose you had a chance to see the fairy, who was more on the side of Lord Grecas, the wise man."

"I'm sure you are, Ugh."

Sir Wilstein slightly twisting his neck at the sight of the fairy, but that should be it too. I exist here now as the fairy Metius because all knights swear allegiance, the soul of His Royal Highness the Second Princess of Methanostat (...).

It would be natural to assume that knights past their thirties also meet their lifetime "Princess Metius" within the royal palace.

Metius the fairy, fluttering back to my shoulder, tinkles out his tongue and closes one eye.

Actually, it's the princess's soul...... and if I said it, would I hit him in the neck on this spot?

"Cohon. Sir Wilstein has helped me many times. It must have caught your eye at that time. We have fought with the giant botanical monster raid, the ensuing Neo-Isravian Iron Pile raid and the Great Expedition of the Desert, and the Battle of Superdragon Drasilia, many times."

"Hmmm...... you did. No, more retrospectively, in the Demon King's War, the front is the difference. Do you mean we fought together?

"Ha, right"

At first he seemed suspicious of me being "suspected of the resurrection of the Demon King" or something, but he gained his trust in fighting with me more than once.

Where we recognized each other as a pattern of old knowledge, we get to the point.

And, the office door was knocked, and the apprentice knight brought the tea. He's a different young man from the one who just showed me around, but he seems nervous about the bees.

"Thanks"

"Yes......!

Drop off the young man's back as he stretches his spine and leaves the office.

"If it's about you, Algort, don't worry. I'll take care of it responsibly."

Sir Wilstein said with a serious look, slightly lurking his voice.

"We place full confidence in that. That, as you know... is the brother of my best friend Ergonote. I am now depositing it as a substitute for my parents... but I am worried that I will let it go."

Disclose your current feelings honestly.

"Worried? As a fine boy, enough apprentice knight, if you're even twelve, let's do it. I'll let you apprentice as my entourage first. Eventually, if you hone the knowledge and skills you need in the Knight Training School, you can become a fine apprentice knight in a few years."

I still say it with a confident look.

"That's right..."

"What do you care?

I narrow my eyes slightly surprisingly.

"... that kid, he often falls, and his body is not big. Sure...... he is the brother of the brave Ergonote...... Of course I have the courage! I guarantee that...... its"

I'm the one who doesn't get the guidelines anyway. The kingdom tells me that the only way to protect my life is to deposit it with the Knights Commander.

Chuta's own feelings also said, "I'll work hard for my brother".

But I can't forget Chuta's fun-looking face when I'm with my family. For a short time, but after returning to the human race, Chuta began to laugh a lot.

But I understand with my head that I'm not just a boy.

The only treasure sword in the world, "The Dawn of Thunder God (Sundaggart)", is also a "key" that can be pulled out outside of Ergonote.

The Kingdom of Metanostadt will not want to let go of its power. I guess I'll just have to spoil my destiny one day to get Ergonaut back home safely.

"... Hmm, Lord Sage is a great user of magic and a venerable benefactor. But... when it comes to training knights to protect the kingdom, I want you to believe in me and leave it to me."

Never intimidating, but overwhelmed by strong sentimental words.

"Of course that's what I'm thinking"

I said only a few words. Still, I don't want to let go of Chuta. I don't know why. It reminds me of a lonely, sometimes lonely look.

"Kids grow up fast. It also adapts to harsh environments and grows hard. The important thing is not to protect it. Algort, I believe in you."

"Believe..."

"And... I'm glad."

Have a cup of tea, and look out the window, Sir Wilstein.

"Glad? Chuta...... no, about Argoat?

"I'm not blessed with boys and my older daughter is healthy enough to breathe even when she becomes a knight, but my younger child tends to be sick...... As a sign of the men, Algort, if I could raise you, I wouldn't be happier. Whatever it takes to get into my Halbert Vilstein family, the blood of the legendary brave."

"Sir Wilstein......"

"Above all, my wife and daughters are very excited. Don't worry."

In his eyes was a light full of mercy. Above all, hearing the word "family" made me feel like I could grab a hold of my chest. If you welcome me as a family, not just as a handkerchief in the kingdom, that could be a happy thing for Chuta as well.

In time, I can make you a fine knight. That could help save Ergonote one day. If you think about it that way, Chuta himself will think about it and then walk away.

"Okay. Regards,"

I bowed my head deeply.

Continued