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

"Visualize the enemy golem! Our" Forgotten Hopes "Town Hall, Union (Alliance) Federation (Union) will be staffed and will not face this! Gahahaha!"

It was the bearded dwarf old man in the blacksmith's characteristic work outfit who grabbed the horse's reins carrying a huge luggage wagon, proclaimed high from his seat and laughed luxuriously.

Apparently, he is the head of putting together a union of the many representative workshops that exist under the Metanostadt castle, including the 'Forgotten Hope Pass'.

A total of more than a dozen people are accompanied by tours and support around the carriage.

From clothing, etc., there is a union of blacksmiths (Smith Guild), a union of metal craftsmen (Materialcraft Guild), and a union of magic factories (Marsenal) (Guild).

"Clear weather today, all dusty! Is that it?"

It was the half-elf girl standing on the carrier - Narulu - who was in tune with the union president's condition.

Dressed in thin dirty top and bottom work clothes, he stares straight at his opponent with a confident look. Young grassy hair twinkles in the wind.

Tilia, the red-haired boy, is the one who's only showing a little face from the cockpit sounding place at his feet. He was also an engineer at the previous Methanostat Grand Cultural Festival and Golem Battle Tournament.

Opposite is the architectural golem that modified the military golem, the 74-style modified Doza.

Gong, Gong...... and a giant that slowly rises out of the parking position. The hand is equipped with a large scoop, not a sword, but when it stands, it exceeds four mertes. The figure is truly prestigious.

"Ooh......!

"Uhm, pretty powerful"

Military officials nod contentedly.

"Do you dig holes with such big tits?

"Aren't you going to break the scaffold..."

"Can you work with that for a long time?

The skeptics are Dwarves and other civil workers working in the field. There is also the figure of Zarios, a young man in the high elves.

The chest armor of the standing fuselage depicted "Tsuruhashi and Tsuruhashi". That's a crest that means the Kingdom Magic Corps of Engineers.

Though we have converted the old fashioned fuselage, the contents mean a completely high-spec military multi-articulated demonic golem.

In contrast, take away the sheets that were also worn by the Golem of Lower Town and reveal their full contents.

"Various, Automatic Drive Materials, Start of Continuous Run, Clear from 1st to… 27, Output Stable for High Density Model 'Magic Accumulation Mechanism (Capacitor)', 95% Remaining!

"Nice..."

"Starting 'Kellogg-kun Worka'......!

From a slightly distant position, Narulu is manipulating magic tools like the board at hand and checking the golem conditions. I talked to my buddies about something, and put my arms up big and thumbs up.

"Fine, Tilia, move it!

"... Ugh!

Guinn......! and sounded the drive, and the golem slowly moved out of the pedestal. First, the four legs stretched and stepped firmly on the ground.

The frog-like movement looked familiar. It looks just like the golem I used to use in the Golem Battle called "Kellogg"...... no it was obviously thought to be reused (...).

They converted the fuselage they built from the collection to this architectural competition, but it's unique to the hard-to-fund Lower Town Guild. Is there any way we can do all this because the army is reusing it?

But what is characteristic is a single arm that stretches out of your back.

It was like a human "arm". It has long arms that imitate shoulders to elbows and wrists.

The tip is fitted with a shovel or an instrument like a scoop bent. I guess I can dig up the dirt with that.

The fuselage is painted yellow in its entirety, increasing visibility in the field.

"Work arm (worker arm), move it"

When you extend your back arm, let it move freely, as if you were exercising flexion. Nalulu and the rest of us said, "You did it." "That's good!" and cheer.

"Yes ok! Next time, then. Walk, Tilia. Start moving out of the trolley!

"Ichima-su!

Tilia, with only her neck out of the cockpit. When you responded to Naru's instructions, the frog-shaped golem moved out.

- Is that...?

The moment I saw the Golem of Lower Town, it was like nostalgia, beyond distant memories, and something boiled down like a tickle of pain.

"... it's like a power shovel"

To the words that came out with my mouth on, I hack.

"Sage Grecas? What is it? Powersho?"

Metius, the fairy sitting on his shoulder, puts on his little neck.

"Ah? No... nothing. Solo."

Power shovel. Words and images float around the back of my brain. Remains of previous world memories…?

Golem stepped off the pedestal in a supple motion, where he heard various voices leaking from the Dwarves watching the scene.

"What is it, my arm is on my back!?

"A one-armed golem with four legs?

"It's more like an arm just grew on the back of a frog..."

"Can you dig dirt with that?

"But a four-legged beast can walk anywhere."

Surely four legs would be more stable on the uneven ground than two.

"More than that, sage Grecas, do you have eyes to beat the golems of everyone in Lower Town?

Fairy Metius turns his curiosity and anxiety-mingled eyes.

"Right. It's not like we're gonna hit each other directly. I don't know about winning or losing. At the construction site, it will be important to know which one will do the job efficiently."

The temporary VIP seats already set up in front of the tent include several officials of the Royal Army and two deputy directors of the Ministry of the Interior. Besides, the director of the department responsible for the development of the world tree and land transportation is waiting for the beginning of the confrontation.

"Lord Sebastia, I'm sorry I even let you amulet the children"

I approached the old, grey-haired gentleman dressed in a butler's uniform and thanked him. He was lurking in a discreet spot just next to the tent and glaring around. It was a consideration to ensure that there was no danger to children and guests.

In the meantime, I rented a carriage (cabin). My three daughters in the high elf who heard about the next "candidate for son-in-law is coming to Golem's selection meeting" said, "I would love to visit! 'Cause I hoped.

I reported this to the King's government and obtained permission to visit. He also confirmed that military participants had a high-elf man.

If we don't even get in the way of the golem selection meeting, we'll also be able to serve the purpose of the three high elf daughters of "making a face with a candidate for son-in-law" in between breaks and such.

Near the tent, three high elves sat back in their chairs waiting in anticipation of permission coming down. Watching the golem. Uh, not like this. I'm talking about it.

Plum, Hemperoza and Chuta are also in their seats together, but that interest seems to be for you, Narlu and Tilia.

"You're welcome to serve as a guide for your children."

"Yes, thanks to you for your help"

"Never mind. If you're also a wise man, your job will be difficult. Please tell me what I can do. That's what I'm talking about, sir."

"Thank you, then I'd just like to ask for an amulet for a while longer while I come around to say hello"

"I'll take care of it"

We will greet the organizers of the Architectural Golem Selection Meeting and the guests gathered.

I greet the guests in the VIP table and take great care to avoid unnecessary suspicion and confusion. Military officials were informed that they had received recognition from the King's Government for the tour.

"Lord Grecas, the wise man, has met you before at the screening meeting of the Royal Army's next main golem. At that time, I lost only marginally to the" Sea Dragon Craftsmen's Group "Tarantia. You can't keep something you can use as an army asleep."

"Let me see what I can do."

"You can't be dealing with such frog-smelling civilian planes. Would Lord Sage think so, too?

The officer in charge of development said with a confident face.

"If your opponent is more of a golem than a ground at his feet (...), what about me..."

Vaguely clouds the reply and leaves the spot.

I'm in the middle of a VIP guide from a foreign country today, and it just happened to take me down the street. It was also a declaration that I would not do any handouts and utterances.

If the "katana" leading to Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel were to be present at the scene, neither the army nor the civilian population would be able to make strange manners, would they? That's what the deputy secretary of the king's government said to me. It's not that easy if just being there helps.

Either way, I decided to take a quiet tour to make sure there was nothing to distract me from.

Still, where is the high elf man that he works for the military?

Continued