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

- 100 seconds to launch the Iron Pile Gun "Kamie Hammer Gun (Kamui Caliber)"!

- Bullet acceleration vertical pit, surface camouflage shield open!

- To the final sequence of firing. Bullet acceleration ring/fluid magic accelerator (liquid linear carrier), normal from 1st to 128th! Heat Transfer Magic (PERTIES) Continuous Circulation Ignition, Begin!

The magical window in front of you, the tactical information display (tactics), is labeled "in secret communication speech analysis". What you hear is murmurous audio, but you can see how pressing it is.

"Is it possible that the Chief of Staff of Operation Filagalia, civilians, etc. are at the target point of the attack?

'- (Zah) According to intelligence reports infiltrating the site, the target point is the mountainous area. Moreover, it is an area within the territory of the Principality of Stralia but with complex circumstances in which neighbouring countries claim frontiers with each other. This is no place for ordinary people to enter.'

"Grey Zone Land, So"

When it comes to the secret society, the home of Zordaxzaian (...), it seems.

If you look in search magic (Ggol), the Kingdom of Galliahan, the Kingdom of Richtalia and the Empire of Itzbullah in the Alliance of the Australian Mountains. They do have small areas in mountainous areas where the borders of the three countries meet.

There will probably be a secret base somewhere in there that will be a 'millennium cemetery'.

"- (Zah) They're not a single rock either. That's why it's a pinpoint air strike (...). Nor do we want an all-out war with the principalities. This is only the annihilation of an abominable terrorist group. And to show them the power of my kingdom of Methanostat. '

"I'm convinced of a lot of things"

'Hmm, that's above all. If you would also kindly inform Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel. However… the timing of some of your contacts is too good…'

"Oh, thank you. Chief of Staff."

When I cut the magic communication, I crossed the wine barrel golem "Full". And followed the carriage that the Duke of Norard would ride.

"Let's go, full!

"Fluffy!"

"Blurb" follows the back as he moves the metal limbs vigorously.

"I'm hiding here."

The fairy Metius dived into the neck of the cloak of sages. A little ticklish, but better than being blown away.

"At the very least, we need to inform the Duke...!

The three preceding carriages had progressed by about 200 Merte. It lights a number of crystal lamps along a completely darkened suburban path, slowly proceeding towards the heart of the Wang capital.

Thanks to the leg strength of the diseased wine barrel golem, we quickly caught up.

Lined up in the escort carriage at the head, he said, "I need to talk to the Duke!" and wave the signal.

"Master Sage!?

Special Assistant Monoreder looks a little surprised.

"Please, it's urgent!

Eventually the carriage slows down and stops.

I was in the middle of the train, rushing to the Duke's carriage room (cabin).

"Duke of Norard! Hurry, I have something to tell you."

Then the door of the robust black painted room (cabin) opened.

"Sage Lord Grecas, what is it?

From the room (cabin) where the red crystal lamp lit up, a white face appeared to float.

It's faceless, but it doesn't look grumpy. Instead, he's got some delightful color in his red eyes.

I'll come close and tell you quickly.

"A notice has been given to air strike the 'Millennium Cemetery', home of Zordaxzaian"

Tell them frankly, and peek at the reaction.

If the body of the Duke of Nollard's son is at rest, we should have some reaction.

But the Duke nodded loudly, smiling for the first time, as he had never seen.

"... Really? That's good. It is also good for our country that the hammer of justice is laid down"

"Did the Duke know about this?

"Yeah, I'm the one who gave you the exact location."

"Nah!?

I couldn't hide my surprise. Rapid, moderate. Whatever the slightest difference, weren't you with the same magical secret society called Zordaxzaian?

- Thirty seconds to launch the Iron Pile Gun "Kamie Hammer Gun (Kamui Caliber)"!

"Don't be surprised. You should be brought to justice for the unauthorized military conversion of my valuable research results."

Plainly, the Duke puts his fingers together in front of his chest.

"Results of research, resurrection of artificial life forms (homunculus) and messengers. For that, you got company?

"Yep. I'm the only one with that research... no, because it belongs to my son"

The tone is mild, but the Duke's grin was pregnant with bottomless darkness and madness.

And the back of the room (cabin) got into my eyes.

Back seat illuminated by red odd lights. There was a red ribbon, no - a blue-white-faced boy (...) connected to countless tubes (...) like a tube, sitting.

"Sage Grecas!

On the inside of his collar, the fairy Metius gave a small scream.

"Ko, Duke......!

There was a boy about ten years old sitting there making sure he was fixed. Hard, blue-white skin like a wax doll, eyes and mouth closed and immobile. Sweet, smells like some kind of incense-like drug. It's obviously a "dead body" with some sort of treatment.

There is no biological response to the Enemy Junction (Circle) either. Only the Duke lives in the cabin.

"... Oh, I'm sorry I'm late for the introduction. This is my son, Paddlesif Nollard. Now say hello to the wise."

"Nah......!

I lost my word.

The Duke speaks gently with graceful tricks, but the carcass of your son does not even move with Pickle.

- "Kamikami Hammer Gun (Kamui Caliber)", 10 seconds to launch! 9, 8, 7, Fluid Magic Accelerator (Liquid Linear Carrier) All functions normal, pressure in chamber, critical!

"Excuse me, sage Grecas. My son... Paddleshiff seems tired and asleep"

"Ah, ah."

"It's been a long journey..."

The Duke, stroking his son's cheek with a gentle look, turned his sad, vain eyes to this way.

- "Kamui Hammer Cannon (Kamui Caliber)" Fire! Flying body acceleration,... rising!

Zgooooooo on............!

Magic communications have conveyed the roar of a destructive weapon like a faraway lightning bolt.

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Continued