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

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The scene of Ms Robery's disappearance (...), we head to the backyard of the Seven-Color Prizner Rehabilitation School.

The south garden facing the main street is a field, planted with vegetables and flowers. Passing and turning to the north side, there were about fifteen Merte Squares surrounded by low hedges.

Four corners are planted with evergreen trees and ropes are stretched to dry the laundry. It's a garden with no weird grass laying as close as its neighbor.

But almost in the middle of the backyard, I saw a burnt circular mark about two mertes in diameter.

"That's it. The flames look like they burned, but the lawn isn't burning"

A special aide to Monoreder pokes one knee to the ground and points his finger with a hand with white gloves on. Sure, the central part is slightly shriveled of grass, but it doesn't even feel like it burned.

"I see...... sure"

"But you look like a black circular scorch mark."

Fairy Metius, too, rides himself out of my shoulder, wondering.

Special Assistant Monoreder turns his gaze toward the building. Approximately five mertes away, windows open from the inside were visible.

Apparently that's the room where Ms Robery lived.

"It's dirty under the window, but there were barefoot footprints. From the direction, the size, and the depth, it seems that Mrs Robbery followed her as she hurriedly opened the window and jumped."

"Someone called me and I popped up... is that it?

The first thing that crosses the back of her brain is that she was a messenger of the Western countries of Australia.

I came to this country as the most powerful wizard, the competent secretary of the Duke of Automatéria Norard, who uses' ancient magic '. And she was a magically synthesized "artificial life form (homunculus)".

Even the same Artificial Life Form (homunculus) is different from our pram.

It was created as a product of some kind of magic experiment, a being with no heart and no emotions. And... was struck down.

"Or maybe he jumped out of himself"

"I wouldn't know if I wasn't in person, Monoreder"

Monoreder develops a theory. Then Special Assistant Scarley, who came later, looks at me with a notebook.

"That's where I want you to find out with the profound magic knowledge of the wise man. And it would be helpful if you could give us some views."

To Scarley's words, Special Assistant Monoreder raised a small brow.

"Okay. I'll try."

The seven-color Prizner Rehabilitation School is built in military jurisdiction, but the buildings and premises are under the jurisdiction of the Interior Ministry of the King's Government. I mean, of all the military wizards around, that's why I was called.

The Royal Army, which reports directly to the King, and the Ministry of the Interior, which is headed by His Highness the Princess, sometimes become like a "territorial feud". Together they exist for the good of the country, but is that the fate of giant organizations between themselves?

Beyond being a wizard entering and leaving the royal palace and working for the Ministry of the Interior, this place decides to perform its duties in full.

In the meantime, try to narrow down the fluctuations in the Enemy Boundary (circle) and sense the magical traces while illuminating towards the ground and surroundings.

Fairy Metius confirms the collected reaction in the magical window of the Tactics display.

"This doesn't seem to be a trace of flame-based magic."

"Yes, the magic ceremony wasn't inspired, like black coal (soot)?

Analyze the configuration. Apparently it's not a dangerous substance. Universal, very common.

"... something like this black scorch mark... sulphur on peat, lime and some sort of fat. And... a little mercury..."

"Sage Grecas, and what about this?

"Oh, that sounds like Homncrus'... constituent material (...)"

"Well!?

Apparently, a conclusion has been drawn.

"This is the wreckage that Ms Robery disassembled (...)"

"What the...!?

"Dear Grecas, is Ms Robery... that she is no longer in this world?

Neither Special Assistant Scurri of Boulder nor Monoreder can hide their surprises.

"In my opinion as a wizard...... but"

I turned to Monoreder and Scarlett.

"I think Ms Robery felt her own lifespan and she might have popped outside"

"I can solve the mystery of sound and light. The sound is the sound the lady popped outside, and the light..."

I narrow my eyes so that Scarlett was good at it.

"It must have produced some heat and light when breaking down into constituent materials. My sister and brother saw the light."

"I see."

Now Camilla and Calva, it would be good to say that their suspicions are clear.

Because there is no magical interference from the outside or traces of a magical circle.

It is not necessary to talk about what will happen to "artificial life forms (homunculus)" with a design life expectancy (...).

Disassemble and return to the original material. It means "death" and a reduction to the materials that make up "artificial life form (homunculus)".

- Plum......

I couldn't help but think. My beloved daughter (...). Plum is a rare example of extending its design life by "overwriting" it later.

It can also be made by using Dragon Man's blood, by a forbidden secret.

No, in the first place, 'artificial life form (homunculus)' itself is a curse injunction in the magical system, and a contraindication that even the magical association of the kingdom "must not come true".

Once again, I am distracted by the fact that I have dark, deep secrets.

and there was a slight reaction to the Sovereign Junction (Circle).

"Sage Grecas, there's a little crystal crystal over there!

Fairy Metius points into the black powder. I got close and picked it up.

It's discolored black, but it's crystal.

When I put it on the light, I see the sparkle and the content (inclusion).

From my fingertips, I feel a complex folded magic ceremony.

"It's a complex laminated Memory Stone."

"Was it in Ms Robery's body?

"Probably. Analyzing it inside is going to reveal a lot of interesting things. You can see it for me, but the Magic Society might be nice."

I handed Special Assistant Scarley the crystal.

and then.

A gardener spoke to someone from the table, and eventually one of the men showed up.

He was a tall man in black military uniform. He wore a military hat deep and a blue-white face on his indented cheeks. I hide my body in a long coat.

He has white gloves on his hands and a red crest on the part of his armor.

"A member of the army. Give me that crystal."

It was a short, low tone of command.

"The crime scene (here) is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of the Interior..."

I say it in a light tone as the mono-reader approaches, but with a resolute mouthfeel.

"Give it to me," he says.

A man moved his fingertips slightly.

"... Oh, yeah, I did. Give me the stone... give it to me, Scarley"

"Monoreder!?

- Detect Recognition Agitation Magic (Imagine Jammer)...!

"Wait a minute. Why are you talking about crystals?

I turned to the man and asked him for quality.

Continued