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

Muddling between the golems played on the civil work site...... no, the performance evaluation match seems settled for now.

Nevertheless, something still seems to be happening.

As the selection committee for the next generation of transport infrastructure development projects and construction golem selection exams proceeded, they stood between the golems of both sides.

"Thank you, everyone, for your hard work. I would now like to conclude by reporting on the status of both sides, of their respective airframes. Are they damaged or worn out?

Officials from both sides bothered to ask the question a little.

The military golem "Type 74 Modified Doza" is accompanied by mechanics, roughly five.

More than a dozen support groups, craftsmen, and Narulu had also issued work instructions nearby as operators to the cooperative golem of the Workshop Federation "Forgotten Hope Tong (Foger Hops)", "Kellogg-kun Worka".

"We need to disassemble and investigate at the base."

The first person to open his mouth was a mechanic on the side of the military golem.

"No, it's not a problem! As you can see, it's bursting! This is a military golem with a lifespan. He moves to get hit! I can't break it on the battlefield. Anyway, it's sturdy."

Lieutenant Menelion, who took himself out of the cockpit, blocked the mechanic's exemplary answer. Bang! and slap the brass chest armor plate.

"... ok. So how's Mr. Workshop Federation?

Naru looks at the magic board he had in his hand and somehow consults hissohisso with his friends. She's the one who's been giving instructions beside the golem, so do you know what it is?

"Sage Grecas, that magic board was meant to display information, wasn't it?

"Apparently. Looks like they're picking up some subtle magic fluctuations from a frog-shaped golem..."

It may be a simplified version of Tactics, which monitors the fuselage. Naru had been watching with that in his hand the whole time.

Then Narulu, who had finished the meeting, proceeded to point the magic board (board) to the organizer.

"Yes, our 'Kellogg-kun Worka' has a total run time of 35 minutes and a 68% magic residue. And then the bearing at the base of the right front leg wore roughly 13%. It's not as good as replacing it yet, but you might want to inspect it once next time."

"... na!?

The army mechanics look at each other and turn to a look of surprise.

Naru's magic board had a diagram, and some numbers were floating around.

"After all, the metal support layer of the second joint portion of the self-contained (arm) is the limit. Too bad...... I can't do any more work. Once disassembled repair is required"

Nalulu, dressed in dirty work clothes on the mud, unfortunately touched the body of "Kellogg-kun Worka".

"Look, look, it's broken. It's a crap to collect."

Lieutenant Meneluon would say yes, but there was nothing to endorse that voice.

Even the three high elf daughters seem to have figured out the difference in what it means.

"Because me and this kid are both pompous. Then I thought... don't push it, I'll try so hard."

"Ugh... Mm"

Stuck in words like barometric pressure in the girl's straight eyes.

"Ki, you! Do you know what the information is on that magic tablet?

"... Ah, yes. The mechanism is simple, breaking crystal stones in two, and using those resonance phenomena (...). This is a small, simple version of Magic Communications. The crystal has simple magic embedded in each joint part of Kellogg-kun Worka and everywhere. Just so you know I'm not feeling well."

"I see......!

"This is going to be a lot of applications."

Naru explained to King's government officials on the organizers' side who had rushed over. The magic board in my hand seemed to work like a monitor for every part.

Lt. Meneluon, a boulder, shrugs his shoulders too and does the trick "Damn you".

"Were you assuming it would break from the beginning? Accepting that the parts will always wear out and malfunction... I didn't know they were being planted so I could check the timing of maintenance"

Exactly the idea of reversal. Instead of making it sturdy so it doesn't break, if it does, let's know beforehand, huh? Visualization also provides peace of mind.

The military golem will naturally have the concept of maintenance as well, but if it breaks, it just means replacing it on site. How much is damaged depends on usage, etc.

However, how safely can I use it if I know when to replace it beforehand? The answer is obvious without having to think about whether it leads to reliability.

The technology of the Lower Town Workshop Union is still not insulting. Even parts and technology alone seem to be good at a lot of applications.

"I mean, sage Grecas. Is it possible that the greatest invention... is the magic board for gathering information?

"I wonder what the organizers think. But from what I've seen, you seem to be feeling quite handy."

Sounds like it.

The organizers were seriously listening to Naru and the craftsmen and taking notes. On a satisfactory note, they declared the meeting closed.

Eventually, Lieutenant Meneluon, who was looking at him with a muddled face, stepped down to the ground from the military golem "Type 74 Modified Doza".

Walk over to Tsukatsuka and Naru.

The Tyrian boy, who perceived disturbing signs, jumped off the cockpit of the Golem and quickly stood in front of Naru. Sounds like a pretty dependable knight.

Long and tall, Lieutenant Meneluon with a rugged face turns his gaze to the two of them.

"What, what is it?

"If you want to talk, I will..."

"Ahem! You guys, it's so sweet! That's amazing!

Suddenly, Funya, and Lieutenant Meneluon, who became an inner crotch, hold both hands. And I shake hands with him.

"What, yeah.........?

Naru makes his eyes black and white.

- So, what no...!?

The perimeter is donned by the change.

"Actually, I'm a little impressed! How old are you?"

"Jiu...... 12"

"Ma! You're a good pilot. So, what about the half-child over there, Narnal?

I'm Narulu. I'm sixteen.

I don't know what I would do if I didn't answer, so I'm answering with a tight look.

"Uh, young -!

Yikes! and Lieutenant Meneluon jumping with a large figure.

"Keh, sage Grecas...... Oh, what is that?

Fairy Metius is frightened by a trembling voice.

"He's... manly and resilient when he rides the golem, and he seems like a cute, transforming type of soldier when he gets down"

"I've never seen a Metamor Occama type before."

"Me, too."

I hear that riding a horse changes your personality, but that one is too harsh.

Let's get out of here, Nal. Sister.

"Yeah."

When Narlu and Tilia get away with it, they scream, "Let's get along," Lieutenant Kunechne and chase it. Creepy, you're so creepy.

"Run for it, run for it"

"That's Mr. Ace Pilot."

"Scary, that military man scary"

Interesting Hemperoza and Plum. And frightening Chuta.

"... Shall we go home"

"Yeah, Arezel. I'm tired."

"The human capital is more terrifying than a demon cave, Effertus."

The three high elf daughters took their seats as they stiffened their expressions.

"Oh, boy, will you go home then"

Whatever it is, my son-in-law search tour is going to open soon thanks to that lieutenant.

Continued