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

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"Some court magicians go to other countries."

Leistoria said that in a voice disguised as calm.

Beautiful silver hair drips off saggily, with long elf ears peeking. Wrapped around a skinny body is a pure white coat for sorcery rituals. The afternoon light that plugs through the window illuminates her figure in all its divinity.

"I didn't think so, but you have to think so."

Lentomia thumbs up her little jaw.

I wear clothing that combines goodness and simplicity because it's convenient for me to move around in court discreetly. Convenient if you weave the top cloak, because the loud court magicians pluck you into a discussion of witchcraft, or challenge you with a zen question of a fed up technique.

"I took in His Majesty the Beloved King, bragged about the Unalas, and drove him to the Doubt Dark. It was that person who drove Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel into her present predicament."

"But such a person doesn't exist. That's why it's weird."

"Whatever you do, you have to grab your tail. That's why we need your help, Lentomia."

"I know. Thanks for everything."

"Thanks"

Softly lay your hands on the beautiful young man beside you (Lentomia) without breaking the look of Rin like the queen of the elves.

This is the centre of the Royal Palace of Metanostadt, one of the guest rooms close to the throne. It is located on the opposite side of the hallway from the throne where His Majesty the King takes a look. In the room are expensive conditioning items, usually used as an important meeting place on national politics, or as a holding room for dignitaries inside and outside.

But now it's the place of a secret meeting between the two wizards (...), the top of the castle.

"I wonder if they were from the 'rainy dried grapes' school who were celebrating the other day when they kicked Grecas out of the world tree at the liquor store (...)"

"Those are the magicians of one of the four Dukes, a leading nobleman of the king's capital. The king and queen, the neutralist that you are both good. It's hard to imagine being driven by ambition and connecting with foreign countries."

"So you're saying 'Paczer Magic Brigade'? Those are the overseas study groups, from Stralia to Prucia to the north."

They are a minority at the Magic Society headquarters in Metanostadt underground, but they are loud voiced people, drawing on their experience abroad.

In the magical discussions that always take place in the salon, they are tangled up in Lentomia and Grecas.

"They are a party that rather desires His Royal Highness to take the seat of Her Majesty the Queen. I have no reason to assume His Majesty the former King here."

"Hmmm......"

"It is true that there is a proximity to perpetuating and burning His Majesty the present King to the throne of the Emperor. To do this, I will cut the help of Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, who will be in the way...... Someone of the current Kings who thinks so. Nearby ministers or court magicians, there must probably be a traitor among them."

Nevertheless, ministers and officials cannot be ambitious either. Because they only need to live in peace and be guaranteed an identity.

Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel's breathtaking Ministry of the Interior (...), Below Director Liesehat of the Belly Heart, there were no signs of internal contact with foreign countries in the investigation by the Secret Service.

Then it's the military or Kingsguard wizards.

The military is a pro-King Sire, but not a single rock, such as placing a central improvisation unit under His Royal Highness the Princess in the King's capital, or a metanomyritia.

Rather, there is no room for reform, such as promoting the introduction of demonic golems and advancing the development of advanced magic equipment. It is difficult to find value without His Royal Highness the Princess, such as the operation of the ultimate strategic weapon, the Kamie Iron Pile Cannon (Kamui Caliber).

"I thought he was your Kingsguard wizard."

Nod quietly at Lentomia's words.

The most suspect was Alberina.

I have many unknown wizards in court, but among them, the dark elf witches are heterogeneous. Protruding magical power, experience.

There is no such thing as a very hostile one.

It is Leistoria and Majerna who can fight it. And just like Alberina, the unknown (...) sage, about Grecas.

So he turned his hand from behind and sent Alberina to the far north. Most importantly, there are reports of faithful performance of tasks and various achievements.

But nothing had changed in the King's actions. I mean, Alberina's suspicions cleared up.

Someone else is lurking in the royal palace.

Nearest to His Royal Highness the Princess and Kingsguard Wizard Leistoria, with slight suspicion, sent his ally Magerna out to the western desert.

Majerna is from the Magic Corps of the Royal Army, which is now in charge of the King. I swear allegiance to Her Highness the Princess, and if she works devotionally she is an insider......

Such suspicion is painful, inviting the division of the wizards in the castle, embedded in the ops of the enemy... but not necessarily.

As a result, their doubts were completely dispelled.

Alberina and Magellna would not be here, but things were getting worse.

His Majesty the King continues to receive some advice from the side he calls the mysterious' trustee ', deepening the suspicious ghost.

"Something invisible. Who does His Majesty the King call a trustee?"

It follows that the identity of the trustee (...) is still unknown.

It is likely that he is someone of the Kingsguard Wizard, held by His Majesty the King. But there is no sign of a man so good at intelligence that he enters the heart of the kingdom, and is so distracted, that he breathes into His Majesty the unspeakable word.

"There are only two Kings' Kingsguard wizards."

"Yes, both have long been trustworthy to serve the king."

Harold, a wizard with extensive experience in witchcraft combat on the battlefield.

Melihamail, an ancient escort, a Kingsguard wizard familiar with curses and defensive magic.

Both belong to the Magic Society and are not strange faces. There's something somewhat awkward about it, but they're both age-appropriate prowess.

I'm from a famous family and neglectful of ambition. I'm not interested in politics either, let alone driving down Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, whom I've known since childhood.

From the former, His Majesty King Courtilt is a samurai. He weighs more on swords and force than magic. I never thought of it before, such as when His Majesty the King would listen to the words of a suspicious figure who would become a "trustee" and sidestep him.

His Majesty the King began to act to attract and strengthen his own power. Quickly, the surrounding minister and the town of Heavy Town, who expressed their intentions, told Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel about the marriage. He is the son of His Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Canreune, a neighbor.

"I don't want to get married."

"Me, the king, will I teeth to the will of my parents"

"Will you tell me to go to my wife"

"That's what makes a woman happy. Or are you going to be queen, Snoovel?"

"... Father!

On the occasion of that event, the cracks between Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel and His Majesty King Courtilt became decisive.

Officials and royal palace wizards within the royal castle were divided into kings and princesses and turned against each other. The Wizards of the Royal Palace, who supported His Highness, broke their bond.

It was supposed to cede the royal power on the grounds of old age. His Majesty the King transfers power to His Highness the competent Princess Snoovel, and His Majesty the King is deposed. Everyone expected the flow that Princess Snoovel would be reinstated as queen.

Moreover, His Majesty the King swallowed the words of the "trustee" and shut the queen Huyuus, the queen of kings and the mother of Her Royal Highness Princess Snuvel. That was about six months ago. Although worldly they are supposed to have been kept away from the royal castle on the grounds of sick care.

Lentomia recently broke into the Star Reading Out Palace. I made sure the queen was safe. The top secret assignment was a request from Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, who is under house arrest at the Spire of the Royal Castle.

Bad things go on. His Royal Highness's most depended guardian, the president of the Royal Magic Society and Sir Apras A. Jill have also often fallen ill in the last few years, virtually retired. Restoration in a mansion near Wangdu.

The Royal Magic Society is no longer a single rock by ceding real power as head of the court magician to Leistoria.

Unlike the mediator who was neutral in all things, Sir Apras A. Jill, whom everyone respected, Leistoria is a complete princess.

The equilibrium broke.

It was the current Kings who plotted something and began to reveal their involvement in His Majesty the King by the "trustees".

"I was wondering if Greg could come back"

"I hear it's tough everyday there, too. There are many forces targeting the land of the World Tree (Yugd), and it will be about him who will be happy to deal with every situation."

"That, you're buying surprisingly expensive, about Greg"

"I'm not the one who doesn't want to turn to the enemy."

Sage Grecas was sent to explore the new heavens and earth, the world tree (Yugd), two years ago with a ringing. It is the path that I desired, and the foundation for the construction of the "New King's Capital" that His Highness desires. It was an assignment with such expectations in mind.

But the magic of the wise man Grecas, who had even been whispered second only to Sir Apras-a-Jill, was shaking up the wizards of the court, for better or worse, and consequently putting them together in one.

An odd man who slimes to the point of being unusual in a strong junctional technique.

The man manipulating magic of different dimensions was indeed at a glance.

The recognized strength after many battles and the man through his magic tricks left the Royal Palace accelerate the division of the Magic Society -.

Divided into a number of factions, every day it just ended up repeating barren magic arguments and arguments.

This is exactly the "do it" situation for the current Kings.

Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, who had called Grecas a katana and used it heavily, has been placed under good physical surveillance for a half-enforced fringe with the grand duke's son in neighboring Canreune.

In fact, that was house arrest by His Majesty the King.

"Even though Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel is inevitable to be Her Majesty the Queen. What are you trying so hard to do?"

Lentomia looks up at the ceiling as if she were frightened.

"But there is hope. Majerna brings back reinforcements (...)"

To open things up, I dared to call the "man" to the public's attention.

"Ergonote will spin, won't he? A lot."

Lentomia spills laughter.

"And if you have to,"

"Why don't you call Grecas, too? If it's for Princess Snoovel, I'll wash the Royal Palace with slime."

"Hehe, that's the last blessing"

Icey Leistoria broke her expression. It's a soft look that only Lentomia can see.

"Whatever"

"You have to grab your tail first."

Wizards who support His Majesty the King and his surroundings. The situation will not improve unless we identify them.

But who the hell is it? There are about hundreds of court magicians living in the Royal Palace. Almost all I know is the face.

Many are engaged in ritual-grade magic, such as divination, astrology, seasonal events and patronage rituals. Obvious of origin and identity. Because nobles have connections to the royal palace, so most of the time, they send in wizards and magicians you hold.

Therefore, His Majesty the King, but Her Majesty the Queen, has loyalty to the country.

In contrast, the Royal Magic Society in the basement of the Royal Castle is looking a little different. It is a union organization of wizards active in the country, allowing various human beings to enter and leave.

Origin is valued, but meritocracy. So it will be heavily used as a "hug" in the Royal Palace as long as the strength is recognized that it would come from unknown (...). Grecas and Lentomia are just one of them.

If the present Kings, who do not feel comfortable with it, have brought in someone who is magically good from the outside...

But I don't see that (...).

"Everything in and out of the castle is grasped. Especially wizards, whose location is always identifiable thanks to the myriad Shining Stone Detection (Sensia) magic formulas planted in the castle."

"That's my first ear."

The high elf witch gently poked the floor with a long metal cane in her hand. The magic circle widens and increases radiance in concentric circles. Ancient Ephtalian magical languages danced to geometric circles and star shapes, eventually drawing a schematic diagram of a three-dimensional castle.

"Wow, that's a 3D view of the castle"

Continued