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

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The sky is already dark.

I take a carriage home with a dyed royal castle on my back in the sunset.

Ms Robery of the extinct artificial life form (Homunculus). The Magic Society analyzed the "Memory Stone (Memoria)" embedded in its body, which was a great clap out.

- The memories, the joys, the pities and the emotions of Ms Roberry are remembered.

The speculation I made at the beginning and the words of the fairy Metius turned out to be correct...

The information in the figures still appeared to relate to biological reactions (vital) and changes in the composition of the blood, but the applicable figures could not be determined.

I wondered if there was anything else hidden or encrypted, but it seems very different.

I'm glad to say that none of the key information about the "smelting of artificial life forms (homunculus)" is available. It's a secret secret with a curse, so it won't leave a trace or anything to avoid leaking it.

"Apparently, 'Memory Stone (Memoria)' was a vault to record emotional swings"

"Emotions? For what...?

"Weren't you studying giving 'emotions' to bring artificial life closer to more complete humans?

"But it would be easier for you to use it as a military, not just to emotionally dictate the orders you give, but to execute them faithfully, wouldn't it?

"What other purpose? For example... you want to be a fun, laughing artificial life form (homunculus)."

"I don't know what that means. Slaves are quicker to teach."

The wizards exchanged various opinions in the salon that it was not.

But there was a convergence of views that we should probably be studying in a big organization - the National Guru.

On a personal level, it's not magic that can do this.

The process of gathering materials in equipment and smelting them into magical expertise. Post-birth development and even education until they are sent abroad. It should be a big deal, no matter what you think.

The above analysis results will be delivered directly from the Magic Society to the Interior Ministry of the King's Government tomorrow.

From the Magic Society in the basement of the Royal Castle to the offices of the Ministry of the Interior located in the upper hierarchy, it is only necessary to travel within the castle. It would be the most secure route without worrying about leaking information.

The magical automated secretary said goodbye to everyone and decided to go home with a string written on the paper.

I hear Lentomia rents a room right near the royal castle, so she goes back there.

Come visit me anytime, they told me, so I'll go "stay" one of these days.

Nevertheless...

"The Talking Room of the Three Moons (Salon)," an active magic research circle within the Magic Society.

I also give one of my members a name at some point, but the analytical skills and exploration of magic as a team were amazing.

"It was tough, but wasn't it fun? Sage Grecas."

Fairy Metius smiles as she shakes her golden hair in the wind. I've been awake for a long time, so is it time to sleep?

"Right, yeah...... Haven't had fun in a while."

"It's nice to meet you."

"Ah."

I nodded honestly by accident.

Everyone at the salon couldn't separate and treated me with ease.

I was glad you called me "Grecas," just like Lentomia. No one in the circle used the title "Sage", which is now empty.

Having exposed my limits (...) on my last trip to Rudens, I relied on my title and noticed my sweetness somewhere off guard.

I want to retake my magic training from scratch.

That feeling was already swirling.

I'm only, like, 20 years old or something. Except for the knowledge that is filled with search magic (Gogol), he is not a great wizard.

White beard of Sir Apras A. Jill, president of the Magic Society, and a tattooed calm. Deep, loving eyes as if to see through everything. As I recall my deep magical knowledge and thoughts, those thoughts increase.

I'm starting to feel anxious that there's nothing left when the magical glow I've worked on with plating fades.

Now...... will we still make it?

Before I draped my lecture greatly on Hemperoza, I began by feeling like I had to learn about magic from scratch, no, from scratch.

Eventually as I went through the side of Royal Castle Park, I could see the lighting hall across the forest. I'm meeting with the riders who were on alert along the way.

It smells good for dinner.

It's your home.

"You're tired, and so is Metti, aren't you?

"Right. I'm gonna get some sleep tonight."

Along the edge of the Mitsuki pond, looking far away, you can also see the residence of the Vilstein family, the "neighbor".

The magnificent mansion on the lake at sunset is a truly elegant landscape.

By now, is Chuta around the time she helps prepare dinner?

"Welcome home, Lord Gugle!

"Lu, don't be a jinx"

Luroni, who was at the garden tip, wipes the sweat off his forehead.

Slow the carriage down to critical speed and head slowly to the garage.

"I left half for Lord Gugle tomorrow morning."

Thank you very much.

At the garden tip, which was starting to dim, Luroni seemed to be cracking firewood with Paco.

There are two small children on the side, carrying the broken firewood into the garage quietly.

"Help me or not, Niano, Nata"

"Gugley, come on."

"Gugli, welcome back."

The boy with the cat ear is Niano, and the boy with the dog ear is Nata. Four kids at Lu's, but running around at high speeds, they don't know who they are but they don't know why.

Park the carriage in front of the garage and creep through the entrance to the hall with Lu's parents and children.

"I'm home!

"Welcome back!

"Grey!

"What, annoying day?

Hemperoza and Plum, plus Larna greeted me. Looks like he was helping me with dinner.

Gently hug and head to the living room dining room.

"I saw your faces and I'm feeling better."

Whatever it is, a fun home is best.

Continued