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

- The Magic Train/Blue Dragon Express (Blue Dragoliner) No. 4 will arrive at Neo Yolabertaij Station in 15 minutes. Ladies and gentlemen, let's not forget something.

A woman's announcement sounds in the room. It is an automated playback audio produced by the Magic Stone (Megaphonia), which is designed with Audio Expansion Magic.

The passengers, who were blinded by the magnificent view that spread out the window, began to check their luggage with clarity.

"Ugh... hmm?

Tata tan, tata tan...... and rhythmic sounds are sounding in the car. The cozy swings and sounds of the woodway rails induce drowsiness. He was asleep at some point.

A boy rubs his sleepy eyes at the change of signs in the car.

As he looked out the window and blinked, he immediately gave a small cheer.

The Magic Train and Blue Dragon Express (Blue Dragoliner) were proceeding at a rate that would allow them to glide through vast grasslands.

"Wow......! That's the world tree!?

What I saw through the window was the majesty of The World Tree (Yugd), which boasted an overwhelming enormity.

The giant world tree, spreading its branches all over the sky, overwhelms what it sees, causing nature and awe.

Holy world tree, goddess tree. That's what people used to call it all the time.

In front of it, the contours of Neo Yorabertige, a city that developed in such a way as to carry the world tree, look blurred and sumptuous.

"Affirmative (yes). Boy... it's your first time."

"Beh, nothing... I saw it on the video."

"Smile. That's okay."

A woman in maid clothes was quietly seated in the opposite seat. White gloves on a black long piece. He wears a white apron with lace edges and a matching headdress like a kachusha.

She is a beauty with a good face, but her physique is more challenging than that of a young woman about the same age, even giving the impression of being cold and inorganic that doesn't attract people.

But the tone toward the boy you called "Boy" is soft and makes you feel tender. I haven't even kept an eye on the boy for a moment while constantly paying attention to my surroundings.

Hair like a bunch of silk threads draped naturally from the left shoulder is a rare shade of pink golden, even with strawberry blondes. Extend your arms to support the boy's body and gaze out the window together.

"Really awesome! I can't believe it's that big. I can't believe that's a miracle created by magic! I can't believe it."

Face the train window with excitement.

Unlike glass, magically synthesized transparent resin (...) windows do not break.

Is the boy, who seems to be the son of a well-raised aristocrat, about twelve years old? The clever looking boy shines his eyes with honest admiration.

Light platinum blonde hair stretched naturally in tightly large, blue eyes. Skin should be white and clear as if it had been ill for a long time. Her body, dressed in a simple but tailored little beautiful outfit, was thin and seemed roughly unrelated to hard work and swordsmanship.

"Affirmation (yes), and what you see in front of you is Neo Yorabertage, the capital inhabited by wizards called sages and virgins."

"The capital of the wise and the Virgin......!

"Rest. If you're too excited... you'll be handicapped"

"I'm fine, Robbery."

When the maid sits back trying to support the boy. I saw him carrying a short knife.

- Battle Maid

These occupations also serve as a side service for the protection of noble wives, daughters and precious sons. The dagger pattern also has a magical Shining Stone, which can be seen as a small magic sword.

"I can't believe that was born of magic... isn't it amazing? You're a friend of your father's, aren't you?

"Affirmative (yes). Yes... I hear"

"Can I see you?

"Unknown (come on). It... doesn't matter. Although it is one of the purposes."

"Has Robbery ever met?

"Denial (No). I hear my cousin took care of..."

A combat maid called Robbery shakes her head small.

"Huh, well"

A combat maid who reaches for the collar of a boy's shirt and gently trims it.

Eventually, the Magic Train began to slow down.

The destination, Neo Yorabertage Station, is finally approaching. The world tree covers the sky with branches to fill a third of its sight.

- Magic Train/Blue Dragon Express (Blue Drago Liner).

(v) Two hundred passengers in two formations. In just two hours from the Wang capital Metanostadt, you will reach the world tree at the end of the south.

A new generation of transport developed, repeating various trials and errors and prototypes. Her Royal Highness Princess Snuvel persuaded Her Majesty the King that the enormous building costs. It is the world's first magic train, born for the future of the kingdom and by making political decisions.

Developed by collecting excerpts from the kingdom's magic and metallurgical technologies, the mass-produced vehicles are powered by a magical propulsion system installed at the bottom of each vehicle.

The magic power used as the power source is stored in the Ultra High Density (High) Magic Accumulation Mechanism (Capacitor), which can accumulate magic power at high density. A new technology capable of enclosing a hundred wizards in just about a barrel of size brought breakthroughs.

The development of this Ultra-High Density (High) Magic Accumulation Mechanism (Capacitor) also involved a presence known as the "Sage" belonging to the political mechanism governing the land, he said.

It is the top secret magic technology of the Kingdom of Metanostadt, which can produce only small quantities by processing precious seeds collected from world trees (Yugd) and materials purified from sap into vegetables.

- Sage Grecas, I'd really like to see you.

A boy looks around the room.

Various people are on board. A merchant likely to be rich, a nobleman who would have come from a foreign country. But 80% of them are very ordinary people. Bringing parents and children of tourism, young people. This, he said, was because he kept the boarding fees as low as possible.

The other passengers are preparing to arrive at the station by unloading their luggage from the shelves or checking their kips.

The interior of the Magic Train/Blue Dragon Express (Blue Dragoliner) had a strange atmosphere as if it were in the trunk of a tree. At first glance, the disorderly stretched roots seem to cover the train. If you observe it in detail, however, you can see that it depicts a geometrically complex structure that combines hexagons and triangles. In order to distribute the load and maintain its strength, it is itself a structure that supports the train (...).

The train's wooden frame is said to be made of the same magical wood as the magical woodway rail. Magic engineers said they had made trials and errors and created a way to manufacture each body of the "tree growing but not all" trains. The translucent resin that is attached to the window frame is also magically processed from the sap, he said.

"Awesome......!

Anyway, I'm excited.

It's a shame you stayed asleep for years. It is regrettable that we could not see such a change in the world.

But something fun is about to happen, I have a feeling.

The boy strained his cheeks perfectly against the window in such a way that the excitement of arrival could not be contained. But he sank himself into the chair, glaring as if by accident.

The skin that was originally white also appeared to be blue.

"Excitement. Don't be. It's poisonous to the body."

"I'm fine... like this"

The maid quickly removed a pill from her lower back porch.

It's a red, blood-colored pill.

Half forced to screw it into the boy's little mouth, he took the water bottle out of his luggage and poured water in a small cup, into the boy's mouth.

"... I drank it"

The complexion that was blue gets slightly better. Even so, it is much whiter than a normal child, though it doesn't seem healthy.

"Relief (Phew). There's not much left. Because it's a precious drug."

"It tastes like blood..."

Robbery gently hands on the delicate looking boy's cheek.

"Dragon Man (Draguns). I don't know the details, but they have precious blood in them. But don't be too outspoken."

"Okay, sweetheart."

Turn toward the window like a little puffed up. Robbery is also horrified at how well she is feeling.

"Relieve (ho).... Paddlesif, because you are a dear son of the great Duke of Norard family (...)"

"Yes, yes, we don't have that story!

Paddlesif Nollard.

He should be dead (...) One son of the Duke of Norard.

Eventually the Magic Train slipped quietly into the station.

Continued