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

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By the time the book of the night came down, the city of Rudens had finally regained its calm.

From the window of the study of The Sage's Hall parked in the corner of the parking lot, you can see people walking in shopping streets lit by street lights. People with luggage, parents and children shopping.

People in alleys with lots of restaurants can hear ethnic music with faint laughter and string sounds.

There's just been a horrible incident, but I hear the people of Rudens aren't going to shake up and shut the rain door.

At first glance, even the owners of ordinary shops and stalls are burned by the sense of justice of trying to keep the community safe and dare to face evil. Riola, Pram, Hemperoza, and Manuferno taught us that the residents were helping dangerous battle demons.

Looking at the spirit and arm power of self-defense, I think the boulder is a country Rudens, which has produced numerous formidable warriors.

In the tavern, today's martial arts tradition may be served in a cup of sake dishes.

"Get the job done quickly, I want to do a drink too..."

Sigh with a far-sighted view of the city across the window.

I was running a pen on paper in my study right now, writing a report.

Because you have to spell it out to the best of your knowledge of the history and circumstances and report it to Wang Du. Of course, intelligence from the Foreign Office and the Royal Army that there are some people in this country will be reporting it.

I work well as Princess Snoovel's "Scarf," if I don't appeal to you.

In the meantime, once I have written the documents, I will use crystal ball communication and report to the Secret Service of the Interior Ministry of the King's Government.

The fairy Metius you relied on went to bed exhausted. Nothing seems to wake up until tomorrow morning.

All this sounds like my job, even though the battle is over and I say it's Hetohetto.

In the midst of the Demon King's War and in the aftermath of the war, we should have fought and won.

Naturally, I didn't need such a document, so I'm reminded that it seems like a really troublesome and difficult job.

Now I'm still expanding the "Circle of Sovereignty" to the fullest extent while I'm in the museum. Mainly, I intend to remain vigilant against unusual magic reactions throughout the night.

Below King Rudens, both Faria and the government are being pursued in response.

Deadly battle with the Great Magic Instructor played out in the square. It's been a lot of hard "aftermath" since that closed the curtain.

Soldier captains and representatives of the guards in Rudens, plus a rally and meeting on the spot with Faria, were unanimous in the perception that we needed to be alert to the remaining enemies.

Municipalities, vigilantes, etc. were informed to exercise vigilance, but people also made declarations that they could live their daily lives.

"But we should be alert to resurrection from anthrax and flesh pieces"

That's what I stayed to advise, but of course the wizards with the royal castle, who were hardly active, went on to offer their cooperation to the general wizards living in Rudens.

This is how I got back to the museum. As for myself, who was exhausted, I appreciate it very much.

Speaking of which, it seems that after the battle, the witch Alberina visited the hall for tea.

"Even if you want some tea, your hall is full of junctions, don't you think?

"Ugh... well. Eh...... A temporary limited release key for locking magic (secure) was applied. You should be able to cross the line. You just have to show Lentomia around."

"Oh no, finally the sage hall to take off the secret veil...... I'm looking forward to it. I hear you have cute children, Hihihi."

"If you do anything weird, I won't forgive you."

I'll just get you some tea.

Well, Alberina is going to rip open the 'Locking Magic (Secure)' and the junction of the Sage Hall, but it's a hassle to break.

I was very concerned that I left a busy me on my ass and headed to the hall with disturbing words, but in no time did I receive a magical communication from Manuferno by "Golden Bracelet".

I mean, that was like rubbing my mind.

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"Popular. Witch Alberina is popular with children. Really, you're good at talking and grabbing your heart... '

Say it like you're impressed. From behind comes laughter and a soothing atmosphere.

"I guess so. I've lived 300 years, organized over there. Bandits. Looks like he's been standing around with a lot of communal power."

"Couple, you are so adorable to Mr. Ru Cat and the children of Suppi. You're surprisingly a child lover. '

"Don't worry, Alberina's a witch. You'll get caught later."

"Jealous.... are you jealous?

"Oh, that's why."

"Apprentice. Hempero will teach you magic, too."

From across the magic comms, "I like the muscle as I expected it to be," "hey...! 'And I even heard a laugh that seemed fun.

"No, no...? Good for you."

"Sister. I'm flattered that Riola's baked sweets tasted the same as she did at the Western Royal Palace 100 years ago."

"Until Riola......"

"Sisters, Pram and Larna are adorable and they want to take you home."

Have you noticed the secret of the (...) critical artificial life form (homunculus)?

"Les, what's Lentomia doing!?

"Master, Lentomia told me she wants to go on a training trip with you next time."

"All, all......!

Bite the critical and back teeth. Wouldn't the museum turn into a "stuffed shell" when I left? Should I go back to the museum by leaving the end of the day alone...?

But to my reaction, Manuferno gave me a fun laugh.

'Joke (...).' Cause that's what he said to Greg and said goodbye. As expected. "

"Fuck, yeah, you alberina!

Go home now.

"Go home. Greg, come home soon, too. Otherwise... '

"Okay, I got it."

It wasn't until an hour later that I finally came back to the hall with my last look.

The witch Alberina is no longer there, and everyone in the hall welcomed me safely (...). Needless to say, I was heartbroken.

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- The mastermind of the riots that took place everywhere in the capital, Arctils, was Laffert Prutinus, the archdeacon mentor from Prucia.

and disciples called "believers". They had mastered magic specific to one magic for a short period of time, naming themselves "battle magicians" who combined swordsmanship and physical arts, and had leaked into it as a private army unit of witches.

The massive acts of terrorism aimed directly at the Royal Castle in Central Square were caused by a kind of immense ritualistic magic: the Great Mage himself uses himself as a catalyst.

Reincarnation of the souls of the ancient wizards, resurrection. and Laffert said, but it is also thought to be a kind of descent, possession technique, that causes itself, a descendant, to possess the souls and memories of Tai Ancient, and use the magical wisdom and power.

What could have stopped me before the worst was the great feat of Alberina, the witch who defeated the Great Mage as support from Metanostadt's own country. The bearers of that victory were the guards and soldiers who fought to protect Rudens. And she is Princess Faria of the First Princess.

In addition, Lentomia, a healing monk Manuferno, who had become the six heroes of the Demon King's War accompanying him from Metanostadt, and Luluony, a noble swordsman, were also committed to suppressing simultaneous and multiple terrorist attacks.

Unfortunately, I - although Grecas has succeeded in rescuing Princess Sanya, who was nestled in the plot of the Archmage, where magic bottoms out and she is ill, not in perfect condition. I couldn't help it enough.

"... I couldn't. Thoughts and thoughtlessness. Holy shit... regret it... dude"

The matter of falling into the Cave of the Enchanted Demon bothered me about what I could write, but "the vile and extreme trap of the enemy," ill health caused by escaping from it. And put my people in crisis. It must be true that I regret not being able to do enough work.

Faria laughed and told me not to worry about the damage that occurred in the castle due to the cave species slime, but she decides to enter the castle tomorrow for a formal apology.

"Ha, boy. Well, this is what it's like."

In a study chair, um, stretching.

Then the door was knocked.

"Grey."

Plum.

"What's up? Join us after work."

When the door opened, Pram quietly showed his face. Scarlet hair shakes at the shoulder.

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"Come."

When I turned the chair and spread my hands open because I didn't quite come in, I finally came in.

I cut all my hair and it is semi-long. He was attacked by a battle magician in the city, and although he fought back, his hair was cut off.

There was also a fuss when I came back to the museum, and when I walked into the front door, I said the first thing, "Plum is in trouble!" "All over Zutaboro!" and Riola and Hemperoza popped up.

"Is it still hurting somewhere?

"No, I'm not."

and an invigorating plum.

Stand up and come closer and hold him quietly. Warm and thin body but looks better fleshed. Plum's arm is turned to his back.

The coat of back feathers is also torn. I say there is no pain and I think it will heal soon, but it looks painful.

"... make me scared, I'm sorry"

"It's fine -. We were all together, so we were fine."

"Right."

When I gently stroked his back and head, he seemed finally calm. He quietly let go of his body and gave him a slightly troubled, sad look.

"But... I cut my hair - Greg said he liked it a long time... so I was stretching it."

"Ah... there"

Speaking of which, I think I said that a long time ago.

Twin tails are a Pram trademark, but I think ponytails and straights look good these days too.

"You remembered. But semi-long is cute, too."

"Really? Isn't that weird?

"You look great, and I like you."

"Eh heh. Really?"

When you smile as if you're relieved, care about the hair you're unfamiliar with, or get your forehead and sides done with your fingertips.

"By the way, Mr. Grey. Magic to grow your hair fast, don't you?

I say things that don't clap, so I smile unexpectedly.

"It's not in the boulder. If I had the magic to grow or stretch my hair, I'd be rich by now."

I don't have hair problems myself, but if there is something troubling about thinning hair, the business of making it look "hair-enhancing" with perceived agitation magic (Imagine Jammer) seems good.

"Come on, let's go downstairs. I couldn't wait to talk to everyone."

"We're all waiting, and now we're going -!

When Pram held my hand in the way he was always doing fine, he tried to pull it out of the study and started walking.

Continued