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

Pan, pan! and was further stretched down his cheek.

"Round trip. It's binta"

"Ouch!?

Unexpectedly, he collapses to the ground.

"I haven't seen it twice! Nice one time!?

Both cheeks sting. I've never been stuck down like this before. Manuferno lays his hands on his hips and looks down at me.

"Necessary. A little empty, Gugle. Stay with me."

"Uh...?

I was going to try my best...

Dogowan! and the fierce flames and shock sounds continued across the square.

Faria's manipulative tank clashes with a blackening giant mukade-shaped demon and scatters sparks. Lentomia is shooting little flame magic around, distracting the witch.

Apparently, the fairy Metius decided it was a conjugal rub and fell asleep.

The soldiers of Rudens, who were around them, watched with a flashing look on their faces in the kind of interaction that suddenly began between me and Manuferno's insane talking quarrel.

"Important. Important to Greg... What's your priority?

"Well, that's family."

"Big Shh. The comfort gained by the activity, fame and magical overwhelming of the opponent on the spot. Not having fun?

"No! I don't mean that"

I strongly denied it... but no, it should. But Manuferno's words pierced him sharply and deeply.

"Earlier. A soldier told me that a dragon zombie was coming in the direction of your mansion. So I told everyone to run away."

"Well, that's trying to contact me now......!

"Contact me. It's just too late to take my life. Hempero and Riola are strong, but they're no match for the Dragon."

"Shh... sorry"

I don't have the words to be told I'm pissed off and returned. Manuferno was giving me precise evacuation instructions on my behalf.

I was obsessed with fighting witches and neglecting to contact them. It's painful so the back of my chest can be tightened, and my regrets creep up.

"Doubt (if so). Why don't you contact me and talk to me as soon as you're in trouble? I wish I had a word. Magic communication tools for what?

"Oh, I've been doing a lot of research and thinking at Rudens' Castle... and I've been having a hard time. Sometimes it was set in a trap and we didn't have the means to contact it, and we fought the enemies that were lurking in the royal palace! So busy..."

I'll give you an explanation, but I already realized that the essence wasn't there.

Manuferno has slightly cold eyes.

"True. Really?

"It's..."

- Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel's, the Scarf.

I was given such a title, and I didn't mean to be.

When I didn't rise, I thought to myself... I was standing up.

Contamination caused by the curse of meat and several mysteries hidden in the royal palace. And crisis.

Lentomia also pointed out my one-sided errors of reasoning, thoughts, and assumptions. If you think about it now, it was a "warning".

If you are the first to talk about cursed contamination of meat, talk to Manuferno who is familiar with medicines and healing......

You may have spotted the implication hidden in the contamination of the meat and noticed the discomfort of Chancellor Zafart, who was manipulated by anthrax.

If Spiano, who is familiar with the trap, or Luroni, who has a keen sensation, were with him......

It never fits into a trap like a pit, which could have been avoided before.

He further said "for safety" and left his family in the hall, eventually putting them in danger.

Looking back, in the end, the principle of action is - childish curiosity, plus let's solve everything by ourselves, let's get more fame... It was such a "sense of merit".

Items as stunning.

By the way, I lost the power of "magic" where I was based.

"Manuferno, I'm sorry"

That was the only thing I managed to put into words.

I regret my pity, my impudence... and my vision fades.

Sit upright and hold your fists on your knees, and bite your lips off.

"I'm powerless now. Wrong judgment and self-righteousness... I've lost my magic."

The residual amount of magic is 3%. You can no longer tie the line for someone. The sound of a fierce battle that continues in the square feels like a distant event.

"Fool. Already, Greg..."

Manuferno came in front of me and put his hands on both my cheeks.

A warm fingertip squeezes his cheeks.

"... I want to be..."

"Consultation. In that case. Couples are not all about joy."

"... Huh?

"Pain. Share the pain in half. Is that what this is all about?

I'm annoyed by Manuferno's words. I felt like I heard a blessing bell, like a heaven.

"Help me, Manu. Please, I want magic. I want to help! Everybody..."

Look straight in the eye, begging forgiveness, begging.

Manuferno spinned his cheeks like a fool. With a frightened face, but even a loving look at me.

"Smile. Nice."

My lips were overlaid.

The soft, beloved wife's lips, which she had touched many times, touched the tip of her tongue.

Docun...... And my heart pulsed hard.

Then something deeply rooted rocked, like a flame lit the core of his body.

I feel it in a hot heartbeat, the feeling of being alive.

It rocks and fluctuates the soul. Trembling soul fluctuations open invisible minimal doors hidden behind overlapping worlds, calling for renewed power.

Understand, even if you can't say it in words, etc.

This is the source of magic.

- The magic is rising...

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"Ah!? Greg and the others are flirting over there!

"Noooo no!? In this emergency...... oh!?

Lentomia screamed as she unleashed her magic, and Faria blushed with her axe shaken up, blushing and distracting.

"Vivid! Let, let, se... kiss, etc., whoa!

Dogon! and Faria left it to her to slap a giant battle axe into the enemy in front of her.

Shockwaves blow the torso of a huge blackening mukade-shaped demon. The worm demon - Tivult Raganu - whose middle of the verse (fushi) is crushed and cut in a thousand pieces into two pieces.

"Beguaaaaa!?

The black mukade screamed. Its torso is thicker than the human body, with creepy skin-toned legs growing just like "human old man's legs" in verses.

But...

"Bitchun!"

The section (fudge) of the torso that was crushed with the Battle Axe is destroyed on the spot. Then the torso, which was separated into two parts, joins each other by stretching white arms and making a vicious noise (...).

The worm demon has been restored back to normal.

"I have no idea!? This worm's disguise!

One crushed "verse" was shortened, but still has a very long torso, composed of nearly a hundred verses, as the name suggests.

"- My family, the mightiest shield (...). Tivult Raganu, a demon worm with hundreds of feet, is a group... with hundreds of strength, you can't defeat him?

I watched the battle of my family with satisfaction as the witch Laffert a 'ordinal performed another magical chant of some sort.

"All the time......!

Faria put up her battle axe again.

The assault of the Dragon Strike Brake (Dragon Screw) Land Tank (Battle Tank) did crush Mukade's demon. And he drew them to pieces at once, and buried ten chastes.

But Mukade's demon regenerated.

He set up another assault, but now Mukade's demon formed a defensive circle in a "wheel-like" state, halving the power of the tank's assault.

Even if the number of hundreds of verses is true, nearly eighty remaining verses are connected, over twenty mertes in length. As a giant mukade, they are wrapped around "tunnels" like walls to protect witches.

Deciding he could not be stopped in an assault battle in a tank, Faria disembarked from the tank and switched to a melee. The chariot that lost your man ran away across the square, and the soldiers jumped on it and made it stop.

"Faria! Fire magic rose shooting isn't enough firepower!

"I'll crush it! It's disgusting... Yep!

"- A barbarian princess and an elf wizard, who can scratch the bug demon against him for a while. Well, this one has to proceed with hatching."

Beside it stands Ademonils Dj, king of the curse world with the red and black devil thousand eyes of the octopus head.

Immediately after the summons it was as if it had not moved, but my head had begun to swell slightly.

"Look, look! Give me that octopus-like demon!

"Huh, it's bloating!?

"That eyeball, that's... isn't that an egg!?

The soldiers noticed something strange. The eyeball-like area sticking innumerably to the head like a buoyant octopus was an "egg".

Bocco, every time a bocco witch casts her magic, her head swells. And countless, similar to frog eggs covered in translucent membranes also swell away.

"- Ademonils Dj, king of the world of curses with a thousand eyes. Fertilize a thousand children a day and hatch countless, 10,000 in ten days, 100,000 in a hundred days. Countless more demons will be my servant, the most powerful army......!

The witch Laffert-a-ordinal turns her arms to the sky and floats a distorted delight in her face. Then a storm of red and black temper gathered from the surrounding land began to roll the vortex over the square.

"Gre...... I hear you!? That guy is worse than I ever imagined. This is like... Demon King!

Continued