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

"- You fool me, young man."

Laffert-a-Ordinal, the witch who was reincarnated from Shinda, seems slightly offended.

Brings a picky blue muscle to my beautiful face.

- Fooling and nothing, you're a monster of meat that you're going to call yourself (...) reincarnated.

And, it goes all the way out to the throat, but I'm patient here.

Before we argue, we extract the other party's information through dialogue.

"Whoa, this is rude. When it comes to the exploration of witchcraft, it gets hot... I heard you step in."

Spread your hands wide, smile. It creates a somewhat apologetic atmosphere.

Then he put away the blue muscle that was also letting his opponent rise.

"-... well. My body is still unfamiliar... and I'm glad to play for a little while."

"That's generous"

I see. Isn't this the way it is? Fold it up here all at once......

But witches confronting each other at a distance of about ten mertes emit ripple-like waves of magic.

Occasionally, there is a crisp sound that can be played on the surface of the junction.

It resembled a bright red charcoal exploding, flying firepowder. It emits fine magic threads (MagiWire) around it like a blade.

I'm guessing you're guessing this one's strength. The search for power by magic has already begun.

There are only three layers of "Wise Men's Boundary" currently deployed (...). It is often used to concentrate on 16 layers at high density, even in combat, but now the loss of magic is a heavy burden.

The magic residual amount displayed in the Tactics is recovering slightly over 12% of the time, but it is not yet sufficient.

So Lentomia spoke with a silver ring.

Because it is a magically encrypted secret line, it appears as a letter in the magical window (window) of the tactical information display (tactics).

- Greg, I need to know what the witch's purpose is.

- I know. I think they're buying time too. I'll send word now, but after that, we'll fight. Can you wait for Circle Magic (Cycloa) for a few minutes?

- I don't mind, but I won't be ready for the next round (...) while I keep it going.

- Copy that. When we do it, let's push it off with one blow.

- And it looks like Faria's getting ready to go out in the castle. The guards were talking nearby. Rudens' soldiers are bypassing the building and surrounding it.

- As long as it's reliable. Even in my circle of opponents, I know what's going on around the square. Besides, it looks like Manuferno's hiding in an alley over a block.

- If you have to, let's all work together, shall we?

- Oh, sure.

"... Well, could you tell me one thing?

"- I appreciate the humble attitude of begging for teaching. Tell me."

Your gaze is completely on your nose from above, but should this be considered an unhappy fortune?

The witch Laffert-A-Ordinal clearly seems to belittle "trinkets" because of the little magic I enclose.

I'm probably interested in dialogue with the play because only the "memory" of the archdeacon mentor Laffert Pultinus, who took it inside, doesn't get a good idea of the status quo.

In other words, he doesn't have the magic of an information-gathering system, like "search magic".

This person analyzes the properties based on the collected magic information and further uses search magic (Gogol) to explore the relevant information.

I hardly see any books or records about her, though.

Hardly found it in a history book held in the Royal Library of Metanostadt. About four hundred years ago, a wizard who was roughing around this area in the days of the founding of Rudens describes the name Laffert.

That can be considered the same as what Princess Sanya told me in The Dark Hole of the Sealed Demon.

"Witch, Laffert-a-Ordinal. Can you tell me what your purpose is? I just wanted to try the secret of reincarnation... so I don't have to fight uselessly"

I'd like to blame you for the disturbance, but first I need to know what the purpose is.

Then Laffert the witch turned her golden eyes toward the castle.

"- It's changed a lot... but I want it back."

"What?

"- Take this land... with Rudens in my hands. Paradise with your families."

nervousness runs in the eye. The voices seem to have reached the soldiers and guards who are forming a long line.

"It's unacceptable"

"- This land is mine. Magic genealogy from the Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia), a magician of the Divine Polaris (Auva Auraria). One of them I received from His Majesty the Emperor of Prussia. And all the relatives of the beasts who live in the woods."

"Isn't that, like, 400 years ago?

"-No, I'm here now..."

"I'm not gonna talk to you"

"Divine Extreme Light Crowd (Auva Auralia)." A man named Cuberrelia Mahan, an Ice Magic (Isiah) user, had bound the organization. Though he was driven by too much madness to pursue strong power and destroy himself. It looks like the same hole of Musina burst out four hundred years ago and was only sealed.

Nevertheless, strength is not insulting. Mutual or more with him...?

"I have trouble using my old, pre-death 'memories' as a basis for my right of possession. This is Rudens where large numbers of people live in peace now. What's more, it's the protectorate of Methanostat."

"- Metanostadt and others are emerging countries (...). It is the western country of Stralia and our Prussian Empire that are the forces that divide the world."

"Oh man...... You don't seem to have the correct history education (...) from the main body, Plutinus"

Apparently, that's it for the dialogue. I finally shook off my cloak of sage. And take a step forward.

But there the witch Laffert-a-ordinal slackened her mouth.

"- But Grecas and I did. It is to your credit that I was able to escape the Dark Hole of the Sealed Demon. Let me thank you. Escape was considered impossible, the bottom of darkness, my soul in despair was sinking into darkness. I don't think I'm gonna break it like that... using a slime that lives in a cave."

I just laugh that the witch is painful. That's a pleasant grin from the bottom of my heart.

…… Was it you who helped Cave Species Slime then? "

"- The ghosts of the many wizards scattered carelessly, exactly like me."

"Am I the one who let you go?"

What irony. But I had no choice but to escape. It was a "battle" between the souls of the desperate dead and the living who would not give up their survival.

"- But it was my descendant, Laffert Prutinus, who accidentally led you into the trap. The foundations of the castle have remained the same since my time. Apparently, he's still out of the woods... possessed by the dragon's body."

"What...?

Continued