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

"This or..."

I held my head by accident.

"- Kick-ass, look! This adorable figure. These guys want to beg me to teach them about the essence of magic... etc., they got the flesh on them!

Alexia, a toddler girl who puts her hands on her hips and sticks out her jaw in a busy way.

What the hell happened, "The Stone of the Wise (False)" had become a poor toddler.

Thousand years of petitions, or the guy who finally got the flesh, is also applauded for his rap.

"Oh, my God."

"Sage Grecas, be sure"

Fairy Metius gently put his hand on my arm.

Well, from Princess Metius' soul, I've created such a poor fairy. I don't have a stepdaughter who could have said this. I didn't imagine 'Sage Stone (False)' as an ingredient for those idiots who do the same thing.

Indeed, I recently lent the Stone of the Wise (False) to the people of the Magical Saints Union (St. Morea) through Sir Fildria. In the name of friendship and goodwill. As a matter of fact, they are tirelessly exploring their magical knowledge.

With the Stone of the Wise (Pseudo), which only says the most unusual things, the more people with advanced magic knowledge, the more sure they become confused. It was an arithmetic that if it did, it should be no place for interference in other countries...

I mean, I just handed him over as a sabotage agent, or an intermediary (...).

Regardless, the identity of the stone is authentic. There are no false relics from last year's Empire (Southern Pedia) era, doors to different worlds, and their caretaker gatekeeper Proxyan Coral.

So you can't even see through them. That after all these years the man-made soul has deteriorated over time, and has only succeeded in a pompous trick where we can only talk about things that are unintelligible and don't get guidelines. The smarter you are, the more haunted and confused you are by that trap.

I didn't know you would make that look like a poor toddler (...). They're a big deal, too.

Unexpectedly full of laughter.

There is an exploration and curiosity for magic guidance that makes sense.

"- Behold, Lord Grecas the Wise, there is a profound reason for this...!

The Wizard of the Half Elf, who was beside Sir Fildria, began to elucidate in a slight panic. Sure, he's a young man who was called Sukhoi Behrkurt.

'- The stone of the wise man you lent me as a sign of friendship, this was just a real relic. So we seek a deeper dialogue with relics for further exploration of the magic guide, yes......! We needed a new approach to mutual understanding and communication. That is, the human demon guide interface.'

Several people, including Sir Fildria, nod deeply to this explanation.

"Huh... that's funny you guys are"

What is the human interface? I want to ask for an hour to find out if I needed to be a pretty young lady homunculus.

- It's an honor to pay you a compliment.

Can't the Prussians get through the irony......

"So you turned Sage's Stone into the magic nucleus of a man-made man."

"- Goodbye, Master Left. This is better. Humane measures. Give the soul of the poor prisoner a new freedom and openness… What hesitation will there be in salvation? Everyone here has a point."

A wizard of a scratchy Dwarf tribe on his face spoke out in grandeur, without any evil.

- That's why.

The supreme authority Voznessen and Ya snort quietly too.

Fear not, Empire of Prussia.

Sometimes we just call it a demonic power colored by history and tradition. Somehow, reincarnation, the use of spiritual souls, all we have to do is study the myriad tons of demo magic.

Besides, I didn't expect to be tailored to a highly complete artificial person (homunculus) in such a short period of time. Even with the Royal Magic Society of the Kingdom of Metanostadt, this is not how it works.

"- Kick-ass! You know what I mean? So I'm going to be here, funny and funny with the little ones, and I've decided to put out my energy in the pursuit of magical guidance! So, Grekaaaas, what can I do for you?

Hold on, and wave in a petty manner, Alexia.

"What the..."

What is it in the first place, Alexia? You were a dying, artificial soul. You even gave me a pretty name.

"- Oh, my God, I'm scared." The wise man stared at me. "

It leads to the nearby dwarf's jizz in tears. The old Dwarf embraced his grandson as merciful.

- Okay, okay, we're on it, okay? You're not scared. '

"- Please don't, Lord Sage, Alexia is scared."

- If you stay here, you'll feel safe.

- We'll punish you if Grecas comes.

- Then it's war!

Unite unanimously while sheltering Alexia, the young girl, behind us. It's the end of raising supreechol in your mouth.

"Oh... already, okay, okay. Do as you please. Be happy forever."

Well, it served a purpose (...) in a way, perhaps. It doesn't seem like the Magic Saints Union (St. Morea) is going to set anything up in this direction for the moment. On the contrary, their fall, which boasts the strongest of Prussia, is not far off either.

It's a little heartbreaking, but I decided to cut the magic comms and make it hey.

"Bye. Excuse me for this"

The silence returned to the office.

"Sage Grecas, I mean, what's going on?

Fairy Metius puts on his little neck and stares with blue eyes.

Soon the sun was tilting and the sunset was illuminating the world tree red.

"... hmm. Right. I didn't know those proxyan chorals were verbally savvy enough to take the Prussian wizards in their hands and get their flattering young flesh."

Some hands lift the autonomous isolated junction (Apartvaria), which holds the shape of "Sage Stone (False)", from the back door before it runs wild. Nevertheless, once incorporated as an artificial human magic nucleus (core) pseudo-soul (millilian soul), it may be taking a layered defense against attacks from outside.

"... that's a little rough."

"I'm not talking about that unpleasant 'Sage Stone (False)'. It was Zero Remote Enclade, wasn't it?

"Oops, I did"

The Fairy of the Firm tells me to return.

The story completely blew me off the way, but I accessed the total main mountain of wizards from other countries until I risked it to figure out who Zero Remote Enclave was.

I've sorted out information so far with the fairy Metius.

The identity of the mysterious remotely manipulated wizard, the invisible wizard, would mean that they were originally "magical artificial intelligence for exercises" if they were to borrow their words.

And how long did my self grow?

He thought and moved himself and continued to learn magic.

Under limiting conditions, it is believed that they gradually gained comparable strength to the top of their rankings.

But then there's the problem.

Even if it is true that, as Sir Voznesens put it, "it was no longer needed, so it was discarded," Zero Remote Enclade escaped that process.

You ran away, or maybe you duplicated yourself somewhere else through a magical communications network. Either way, even they Prussian wizards haven't been able to locate them in that condition.

"I got some very important information, but I think Alexia (...) made me happy"

"Ugh, it's going to be fun one of these days"

"Maybe they'll come for revenge."

I remember hurting you.

It's revenge so far, etc., and the Magic Saints Union (St. Morea) is here to thank you... I got a headache imagining something like that.

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"Expedition. To Wang Du...?

A manuferno with a big tummy blinked his eyes.

In the living room dining room of the Sage Hall, I cut out the story. Fun time for dinner.

The table has a maid-dressed Riola with a subhuman daughter, Milinko, and the twin sisters and brothers of Larna and Lars.

Robbery and Paddlesif boys, who accepted him as a diner, also surround the table.

Responses to my sudden offer have varied.

"Conversion. Maybe it's a good idea to change your mood"

"Right?

Manuferno, who hasn't been away lately, won't have to worry as long as he's aware of his physical condition. Rather, it might be better to give birth in Wangdu, which also has a full maternity hospital.

"I'm glad I haven't wanted to shop in a long time"

"Urban fright tells me not to go to the elders..."

"It's okay, Milinko. Because we're together."

"If that's what Sister Rio says."

Riola and her junior Milinko are fine.

"I'm coming, you're going to defeat the bad guys!

"Lars has to think and act later."

Lars and Larna too well...... okay.

"Anywhere you can go with the wise man!

"... for the most part, Lady Riola was told that she would be in danger when she traveled"

Paddleshiff boy sounds like fun but exclusive combat maid Robbery looks worried.

"I'll do everything I can to protect you, and you won't have to worry. Plus... Actually, Chuta is coming back to Plum and Alberina"

"Plum, you can meet my sister -!

"Glad to hear it!

Larna and Riola jump a little.

"Relief. The northern expedition is over, isn't it? Good."

"And special guests are supposed to come."

"" "Special guest?

Everyone's attention is drawn.

"With Faria... it's Iola!

Oh!? and the living room dining is tedious, but Riola is bittersweet.

"What is Iola? - It's not special at all, it doesn't matter anymore..."

"Something like that, I still care about you as a brother and sister."

And, when Larna said, Riola looked complicated, but happy.

"It's too early to be surprised! From the desert expedition to the king's capital, Hemperoza returns."

"Wow! Hempero's coming back!

"Expectations. Looking forward to it!

This reaction is also hot.

Pram and Hempero, the two sisters and disciples, realize that they are all loved.

"More!"

Everyone's expectations climb to the culmination of whether there are any surprises yet. A moment of silence.

"More?"

"The Brave Ergonote also comes as a surprise special guest -!

"... uh, really -?

"Long time no see. Long time no see."

This one didn't react well.

"Oh, I've seen it in a book. A legendary brave man..."

Paddleshiff was the only one who cheered me up but overall had a faint reaction. Is the Brave Man brand Owakon already?

"You guys..."

That's how the next morning...

The House of the Wise rises from the earth with a view of the world tree.

All the way north, we started moving.

"Aim for the King's Capital, Metanostadt!

Continued