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

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About eighteen hours ago - the Royal Castle of Metanostadt, the king's capital.

There were two figures in the basement of the spire (...) where the 'Holy Sword Battleship' used to be stored, in the corner of the secret facility.

"... you're not interested. Now I'm busy exploring artifacts (...), shah."

A dark elf with a translucent crystal on the light of the magic lamp and a shivering view responded not to mention the annoying smell.

Witch Alberina. The side of her shallow black skin is illuminated by the light of a light lamp.

Characteristic elf ears with obsidian (...) like eyes. Long dark hair bound together unconstructively brings glossy light.

The outfit is even ruffled. Green tank top with bukabuka work trousers. He seemed immersed in the study of ancient relics in an underground facility.

What you're looking at in your hand is a super ancient relic (...) excavated from inside the cavity of The World Tree. It was a legacy of ultra-magic civilization mounted inside the "Holy Sword Battleship" - the silver (platinum) of the Ethereum (Fatimart) - and was then excavated inside the cavity of the "World Tree," he said.

Sage Grecas' report says it's a kind of magical high-density storage element, similar to a memory stone (Memoria).

"Alberina, a rare witch. I'm not here to order, I'm not here to ask. I came to tell you as a friend (...)"

"Friend."

Alberina lifts her thin, neat brow. In my eyes is a white high elf. The phrase speaks in a cold, pale tone.

That's Leistoria, Metanostadt's top wizard.

What you're wearing is a blue dress in soft fabric. It weaves a pure white cloak that shows the top wizard on top of it.

Platinum hair looks like fine silk yarn that is well maintained to the tip of the hair. White skin floating in a dim basement. Cut long eyes on a neat nose beam and sapphire blue in eye color.

Her gaze is sharp, but her long eyelashes make her feel elegant when she lays low.

That is beauty like the "goddess" of the mythological age portrayed by court painters. Sometimes the high elf of a rare species (...), even seems to be a floating away being.

The opposing alberina is no less beautiful, but its kind is as if it were different.

It's a tough cactus flower blooming in the desert, or a rough wild wolf-like beauty, to parable.

"Destiny is a strange thing. Pureblooded species (...) have a long life span. Sometimes each other's lives intersect like this."

Raistria that softens her expression slightly.

"Sure, me and you are not strangers. About a hundred years ago, was it the enemy (...)? After that for a little while... you were one of us. Now, then, what is it?

Alberina, who has already lived nearly three hundred years, and Leistoria, estimated to be two hundred years old (...).

It is an uninterrupted longevity from a human point of view, therefore, in societies created by humans with the passage of time (depression), we sometimes change our position and encounter each other.

Within the framework of the vast "world" where the will of various races and peoples intersects, Alberina was attracted to this land of Metanostadt.

"... old friend. That would be fine. You...... Alberina said she would not be tied to anyone and look around the world. That seemed really stupid and wasteful to me.... sometimes I was jealous"

"You're too tied up, stone-headed Laistoria"

"I followed my heavenly destiny. I swore I would continue to protect the royal family of this country."

"Yeah. So... next time (...) What about the princess?

"... Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel is elegantly beautiful as Rin. You're smart and kind, but sometimes you're at risk for your age."

And I have a hard secret. And I say, Leistoria clasps her mouth.

"Humans are probably like that. So, what can I do for you?

"His Royal Highness saw the witch of the black dot (...) appearing in the Northern Rudens in The Future Foresight (Miln). Magic disturbed and many deaths were foreseen. The crawling darkness that rises from the old days, the witch of the gods, I think."

To the words, Alberina deposited herself behind the chair with a sigh.

Princess Snoovel and the royal family have a group of fortune-tellers. It's an organization of court wizards called "The Star Chanters". Occupy the country's future auspiciousness and sometimes reflect it in its policies.

But what the princess does alone is special magic. A dreamy announcement called "Foresight for the Future (Miln)". They say it is due to the magical power of nature that is inherently equipped.

That is a precarious and seldom expressed announcement, but sometimes it boasts a terrible median rate.

"The Sudden Witch? It's none of my business. And sure... isn't Grecas on his way? You can leave it to me. What are you talking about? Those glasses."

Carefully polish the crystal with a wes as you laugh with your nose.

"I felt the death of Grecas."

"... right. That's how much of a man he was."

"I have no objection to that. But the gentle princess used a man of unknown origin."

"If you die in the first place, you'll put mud on your face?... You don't know. Whether you're proud of your army or the iron pile that Atashi lent you wisdom, shoot it in. Besides, I don't have the right to help him."

Abominable fucking glasses. Almost told me I should die, duh.

I remember that strangely delicious sandwich we ate together.

Next door was a lovely apprentice, Ren Fong (...), who for some reason ate alongside Hate Grecas. I don't think I've laughed like a maiden in a long time.

"Not your few friends (...)?

"Buh!? Is that why? We've killed each other in the desert. Now... he's making me touch the artifact I got because of him, so I'm making a big deal out of it."

Put your arms together, sift, and turn to the side.

I don't mind Grecas dying.

But... then...

I admire those glasses. Lentomia with me. Will the apprentice (...), who spotted his talent in the village of Elf and was particularly concerned, be okay?

I intend to teach you magic that won't die easily, but I also have the anxiety that there will be no "shield", a truly convenient guardian named Grecas.

That's not all. I'm also worried about Hemperoza, the Dark Elf Quarter girl who laughs adorably at those glasses apprentices "hey.

- If those idiots die, what will happen to those kids...!

Chip! I don't think I'll tongue.

"Damn, you're an unusable man......!

When I noticed, I was chewing my teeth tight and moving my fingertips irritably.

As I saw through the grid of Alberina, the witch of High Elf says softly.

"Let me tell you one more thing about the princess's prophecy."

"What!?

"... the black dots (...) born in the northern lands are more revived and magical users than in the ancient times. The secret of the circle, the point of reach of magical civilization. Or you can think of it as having the wisdom to go through with it. The secret of regenerating the flesh and preserving its beauty..."

Leistoria says without precipitation. It's the word the princess prophesied, but the second half feels "served".

But Alberina sharpens her eyes.

"Heh...? Around the circle, the secret of beauty..."

"Your interest in the relics of Tai Ancient is, so to speak, the Seeker of the Magic Guide. Naturally, you are interested in reincarnation, circles, eternal life, and beauty…"

"The treasures of Desert Country were not there... Hmm. Right."

Alberina stood up after a while of thinking.

"Which way?

"Hey, I want to go investigate magic. It's nothing pure exploration. You might see something interesting."

"… ready for the fast winged dragon (Wyburn)"

When Raistria turned her heel, her beautiful hair fluttered and swayed.

"You're not being considerate. Ray."

Good luck, Al.

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Wing Dragon (Wyburn) descended on the roof of a building near the square of Loudens.

Alberina has turned a sharp gaze at me while staying on the back of Winged Dragon (Wyburn).

"I don't know... Grecas, you don't have magic, do you? I'm proud of you. What's wrong? You're gonna die from my blow, aren't you?

"Sage Grecas!? Not a helper!?

"Well, you're an assassin..."

Seeing my desperate expression, the dark elf witch laughs ridiculously.

"Stop it, Dr. Alberina!

Bullshit, Lentomia stood in front of me and spread her hands.

"Retreat Ren Fong. I can't kill those fucking glasses."

Alberina frowns.

"No. Don't do anything terrible to our husband!

"Everybody's gonna be sad without you!

"Manu! Lentomia......!

"Shh!? Looks like Atai is the bad guy..."

At that time.

"- Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!? Buh, kill, shh, shh, shh!

Doggoooo! and a black mist whirled at the edge of the square, exploding.

And the witch who made the human ancestor (...) stand up with a bump and all over her body - Laffert-a-ordinal.

"This is another ugly ghost!? What's the secret of beauty? You fooled me, that white twist......!

Continued