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

Me and Hemperoza are going to be trained by Lentomia.

Place a grain of seed (seed), or a drop of slime, in a 'vial' placed a few mertes away.

The magic challenges put out by Lentomia seemed easy and difficult.

"Then if you're both at the same time, you won't know what the wax is, so it's from Hempero. Go ahead."

"Yes......! Hmm."

Hemperoza quickly, sticking his right hand out and focusing his mind. Increased his magic powers and inspired "Sprinkling Magic (Shrub Garden)".

From his palms, his wrists, or his fingertips, a light of pale green light flooded, and from there began to grow the spreading grass.

Shrubs...... and green plants like twats grow intertwined and continue to grow with one green leaf after another to the right and to the left.

"It's beautiful magic whenever you see it."

"Totally."

As Lentomia admires it, it seems extremely strange from a wizard's point of view that the magic yarn (Magiwire) materializes (...) and becomes a living plant.

Manuferno's red "healing candle" is also solidified by the same materialized magic thread (Magiwire). But it seems that a principle that is biologically free and different from the spreading magic is working.

"Thanks, but stretching it exactly seven meltes away... is hard enough"

Mmm, and Hemperoza concentrating with a frown root.

The tip of the growing grass involves several spreads. And it becomes like a loosely knitted rope about 3 cm thick Merte, and it keeps growing.

It used to be a magic that helped build walls out of crawling grass to prevent enemy advances or save faria falling from heights with a cushion of crawling grass. Even if you are good at "letting a few merte ranges thrive (solder too) at once," you may not be good at precision guidance.

More recently, training and awareness had enabled us to control the direction, speed and spread of spreading to some extent.

But this is the first time this challenge has been like putting a needle hole through it.

"Hang in there, Hempero! It's temperament, concentration."

"Um... sage Grecas, why don't you give me some more specific advice?

"Hmm? Is my teaching bad if you ask me..."

The crawling grass stretched from the arm offered horizontally by Hemperoza is grounded, drawing a parabola towards the ground due to its own weight around the stretch of about two mertes. Try to bounce further from there and stretch, and start stretching again,

From the side, it creeps against the vial drawing several arches as if the green crawling grass were bouncing. However, it loosens slightly to the left to the right and struggles to capture the vial.

"Ugh... grow straight, you bastard."

And, Lentomia went to the side and began mentoring her in a gesture.

"Hempero, if you concentrate on your consciousness just on your right hand over here, you'll brace yourself instead. It's like putting an invisible thread out of your left hand and manipulating it, so you can lead that tip."

"Brother Ren, no... Okay, come on, let's do this."

"Yes, yes! The right hand holds the power constant. Don't disturb me...... keep stretching. And from your left hand, consciously push and pull the invisible magic thread (MagiWire). So much so."

Lentomia gives Hemperoza specific advice. Hemperoza also moves his left finger slowly like a baton, while focusing his consciousness on the growing point of the spreading grass, or tip.

In fact nothing came out of his left hand, but the crawling grass began to react to a fine fingertip movement.

"Oh... oh? I don't know, I know."

"Yes, the way it is......! The tip of the fingertip and the tip of the spreading grass, the senses... don't overlap?

"Somehow, to feel"

"A little more, one more merte"

"Damn......"

Hemperoza sparkled her black crystal eyes. Looks like I got something. Finally, the vial was reached with spreading grass.

Successfully wraps and catches the vial so that the tip wraps around the vortex. Give me this far and it will be easy to put in the seeds.

"Brilliant!

"I did it......!

"And then you can put in the seeds, right?

"That's right. Can I blossom up there and let the seeds descend? Oh, even if I put a tip in the bottle..."

"Right, just keep practicing."

"Yes."

Lentomia just nodded "OK," leaving Hemperoza to train later.

"Sage Grecas, Lentomia, your advice was specific, easy to understand, and not to mention accurate."

Metius, the fairy sitting on his shoulder, snapped with half an eye. It's a pretty fairy word, but it's really gushing.

"Ooh... I seemed like a bad master. I couldn't give Hemperoza any good advice."

I knew I had to retrain myself. Lose more and more confidence.

"Let me tell you after this."

"Right."

"Greg, I said the same advice I gave Hempero, the first time we met... don't you remember?

Lentomia, who came beside me, peered into my face. With a very grumpy look.

"The first...... ah!

It's only been a few days since I came to this world, one day.

Confusion and despair, I was suddenly losing myself, and I had managed to begin to embrace the reality that demons were traveling in different worlds. To me like that, Lentomia using magic - I thought she was a cute elf girl at the time - said this.

"I feel a very strong magical fluctuation from you, don't I? I don't know, unknown... power."

You were thrilled because you stared at me with jade eyes.

"... what?

"Hey, try to be aware so you can yarn (...) with your right hand"

With my little right hand on top of mine.

"Ku, because it's not a spider... I don't think so"

"Ugh. You think so? Magic works with imagination. The invisible yarn, the magic yarn. Knit the invisible thread out with your right hand with your left hand. That's how we wizards spin magic. You know what I mean, right?

"... imagine magic"

"Yes. Imagine moving your magical self, your power, your image."

- That's right.

I remember.

Imagination is the source of all magic.

Defending yourself from enemies and attacks. Were you just so desperate there that you had a narrow field of view? It must have been a little different from the original magic we had lost sight of. It should have been something that started with an imagination that imagined what I could do and jump over the limits.

"Greg is too imprisoned right now. to the magic rules I made. Too convenient, lost your imagination? It just creates a line (...) between enemy and self (...), and a line (...) between magical forces, where the boundaries of the face (...) are countered. So...... lose"

"You mean the other day's battle with Leistoria"

Indeed, that was an attempt to extrapolate Leicestria in a Theory like the way he fought in the past, the "must-win pattern" that led to demons and wizard opponents. He used small craftsmanship to interfere with magic and didn't challenge him directly from the front.

Instead, it would have been better to try and inflate the magical image you could from the front and lose cleanly. It's too late to regret it.

"You know, right? I think it's true magic to master space and surpass them with magical imagination."

"... if you ask me, you're absolutely right. Soon you'll be a wise man in the kingdom or a katana...... What do you want or have you done yourself? Little by little, I don't think I knew."

"Greg's a weak kid, isn't he? Now I'm hiding in my cape and I'm putting up a vanity."

"Ugh... right. Maybe."

There's no word to give back to Lentomia for getting to know me.

"Oh, my God, I can't tell you what looks great. As a matter of fact, I've just finally understood the true magic and nature of the battle by observing it from the shadows."

Lentomia, who looked serious, smiled lightly here "eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh".

"True magic...... what are you talking about?

"You didn't notice because you were focused on the fight, did you? How could Sir Apras A. Jill's magic have ruled that space? Did you seal Mr. Leistoria's super-powerful magic inside and see through Grecas' hand..., I just figured it out"

"Nah......!?

Continued