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

"Keh, sage...... Grecas!

"Don't be surprised. Whoever escaped from the throne room was allowed to follow him without a leak. How could you possibly get away with this?

"Ugh."

There were about three other court wizards who escaped, but their place is cracked. Marked with a concealed magic yarn (stealth magiwire), it was easy to track.

The reasons for pursuing this man as a priority are clear. Because from inside the castle to outside, we headed to a small room where there were traces of unauthorized magic communications.

The name is definitely - Longgat. He is a competent wizard who has previously cooperated in the investigation of the 'Suvnil-type quarantine space' that existed around the library in the castle.

"It's a shame. I thought they were from the same cave."

I had also seen it in the wizard's talking room, commonly known as the castle's cave. I had a lot with the wizards in the court, but still had a strange sense of union as a fellow wizard.

Yet I didn't know there would be a traitor. Were you flexed out with a good language of hearing impairment or were you offered an attractive reward as a wizard?

I also have access to the intelligence services of the Royal Army. It even recorded the trend of suspicious, anti-institutional people in the castle. In fact, the Ments in contact with the outside world also had Longgat's name. The information is highly accurate when you look where there was also the Merihamel near His Majesty the King in the example. As an insider, it's black.

Well, for some reason, it was your love that had my name thickest in loyalty. That's all they are. They're loyal and competent.

"This is... the"

"Oh, I don't need an excuse. No thanks. You want stronger magic or you want honor or status? That's crazy, isn't it? I know, I know."

"Oh, what do you know?!?

I screamed half-gillet, but was it a star?

"Sit there, the guards will be here soon"

It's not worth dealing with. Wizard Longgat is rolling down from his chair to the floor, slipping his hips out in a blue manner,

Already working with Lentomia in magical communications, moving to secure the other suspects. The upper floors of the castle are festive, but the nests of the lower wizards will be fussy from now on.

The old-fashioned crystal ball that was on my desk rolled at my feet, so I gently picked up and peered into the clear stone.

"- I didn't know you could meet Grecas or the famous Metanostadt sage in person like this."

The man in the crystal balls was a breeze of spare time. I have an instinct that I have something in mind because I don't run away or hide.

The man narrowed his lightly watery eyes and lifted the edge of his wide lips invincibly. When was the last time Yasaoko had neat hair? He seems confident and openly turns his gaze down on others. He was a so-called typical aristocratic, unpleasant impression man.

I don't know who a guy like this is with His Highness. I can't help but wonder what's inside Princess Snoovel's heart.

There are a lot of difficulties, on the contrary, but the ergonote is more overwhelmingly full of human charm.

"I am very familiar with you, Grand Duke Bodern. The ultimate honor in your eyes. I am a former (...) matchmaker of Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel, the current head of the Oakvo family, one of the three Dukes of the Principality of Canreune."

Search magic (Gogol) quickly reveals identity and so on. A noble nobleman would be a misdemeanor. Without having to look into the literature, you can glimpse life in Cancun, full of wealth and fame that is overflowing.

- Ex?

He wrinkled between his eyebrows, but kept grinning and listening back. Looks like a decisive word pierced me.

"Yes, earlier on, His Majesty King Courtilt decided that there was no such thing as a matchmaker. I have just sent you a formal written statement and a parent document. If I put this in your ear first, I thought I'd shallow my heart, too, yeah."

Communicate in a polite tone with disgust. Sooner or later, we'll find out.

'- Right. It all went back to the blister, so what?

"Yes. Let's do that. Someone somewhere, there, and really prepared for the audible trap, as well as the plan. All exposed under daylight, late."

I thank Kyou for the man on the crystal ball. This is the final announcement, the declaration of war.

His Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Bodaan.

I was manipulating this case from behind. Definitely in the dark.

On the face of it, as a friendly country, the Duchy of Cancun as an old ally. But he was plotting to fall into Metanostadt behind it.

You can check the area of this man and any evidence you want will come out. All prosperity as a country is an instrument of realisation of one's looks and ambitions. One of the candidates for the next king of the Greedy Duchy of Cullen. I wouldn't be interested if I opened the lid, he looks really boring.

A virtual wizard developed in Prucia - using the Zero Remote Enclade to fight the wizards of our country. With the readiness for Prussia to make it look like a mastermind.

Next, release the raised virtual wizard into the Metanostadt Castle. It stirred up the wizard's rebellion, confusion, and royal suspicious ghosts by it, and tried to fill them with hatred.

And I'm a sight of heights from a perfectly safe place.

Forgive me. I made a pageant with Princess Snoovel and entered the Metanostadt castle with dignity.

Perhaps he was taking that opportunity to let his men's wizards do all sorts of "tricks", such as magic books and magic mirrors.

If we let Metanostadt's royal family part and marry Princess Snoovel, his plan will be completed.

Ultimately, it would have been a calculation to take over the Kingdom of Metanostadt without fighting.

As much as I want to roar, I'm despicable and canrew.

I can't help but mourn the misfortune of the worst enemy in the skin of my allies right next door.

Now let's try to find a way to beat this guy up (...).

'- You are misunderstanding. I want eternal friendship with your country, coexistence and prosperity. I may not understand clown style, but I think it's a big picture.'

"With all due respect, Grand Duke. There are no eternal friendships or enemies between nations. There are only pure national interests, heels."

- Have a windy mouth.

"Excuse me, what I did."

At dawn when I married Princess Snoovel, a magician like you, I sent her to the stranglehold first. I did what I had to do. '

"I'm sorry to hear that. Grand Duke. Do not return to the water basin. Whoa, this is an old adage from my country."

- The proverb originated in our country!

A man who rides a really cheap provocation. I know the extent.

The more time it takes in this way, do you not see that the location coordinates (...) are identified? Or does this one (Methanostat) bracket the height when he can't do anything?

"I'm sorry to hear that, though. Marriage to your lord was judged not to be in the national interest. Well, I lost the love of the brave Ergonote, so I can't help it."

"- Love... Love!?

The certainty of His Majesty King Courtilt and His Royal Highness Princess Snoovel certainly existed. That's like my father and my daughters getting along with each other without even communicating.

But it all crumbled.

Its curse and trap were destroyed thanks to a ridiculous brawl beyond the common sense of Ergonote. The heart of the Kingdom of Methanostat was now once again united by a strong bond. That is, with family ties.

"- A blind man everywhere, wise man...... Grecas!

Angry flames shake in the eyes of a man who was disguised as calm.

The fact that the mastermind didn't even hide himself in this way and came out in front of him meant that there was a chance. Probably the next means. I would at least be willing to reward you for exercising my powers.

"It's an odd encounter, Your Highness the Archduke of Bodern. So what?"

"- Do it!"

The Grand Duke barked across the crystal ball. I guess I ordered my men to do something. Behind me came signs that my men inspired magic.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Wah... my name is Ahhh! Zero Remote Enclaw Dog!"

Doom! And there was a sound of kicking the floorboard behind my back. Looking back, I don't see Longgat.

- What!?

"Up there!

Looking up, there was a black shadow on the ceiling. A wizard with his limbs bent like a bug is snapping. Turn unnaturally only around your neck and turn your vain eyes this way.

"Are you completely deprived of consciousness and flesh!

"Willie...... haaaa! Zeero Limo, Ootía Encro, Oodóo!"

A tactical information display (tactics) appears in front of you, warning you to maximize your magic response. The next moment, he jumped at me emitting bright red ray magic.

A fierce spark scatters in the sage's kingdom. A kind of directed thermal magic (positrol), but too close. Duh's response is delayed and grasped. I manage to stay on without falling, but being approached so far, the magical junction is pointless.

Become a flesh-bomb battle, that is, a melee fight that you are not good at.

"Come on! Wake up, Long Ga...!

"My ga-name ha, zero-o-o-o-o-o-de-e-e-e-e-es!

opens his mouth and tries to bite. It is no longer sane. Possessed by the Zero Remote Enclade, completely broken (...).

"- Grand Duke, I can't control it...!

"- Send it directly to the guy you don't mind, give him a medium of zero!

Beyond the crystal ball, Bodern and a flavor of it were riding themselves out and screaming. This maniacal behavior is incomplete as the most powerful virtual wizard. Is it in an irregular state?

It was then. Metius, the fairy who popped out of a literary book in his chest pocket, let the momentum keep him punched.

"Get away from the wise Grecas, dammit!

"Zeo!?

"Meti!"

Fairies have little physical power. He gathered magic in his fists and stabbed both eyes at the same time.

But it worked great. One of the bees stabbed. Nice to meet you, Longgat screams. I held my eyes back and leaned back.

I didn't miss the opportunity to inspire the magic enhancement exterior (Meginotics).

"Sage Kiik!

"Guhhh!

Beat in the gorgeous spinning kick. I had a definite response, no leg response.

"Actually, you can go to a meatball battle."

By a precise kick that magically controlled the nerves and muscles, Longgat breaks through the door of the room and rolls into the hallway.

The wizards who were outside gather for something. But I could hear you arguing aloud and magically about whether the same noise was beginning to happen.

"An outbreak of war inside the Magic Society is a little cumbersome..."

"Are you all right, sage Grecas"

"Oh, thank God, Meti. Besides, didn't you come out when you were in the castle?

"Except in an emergency. My fingertips get wet. I don't like it..."

I don't like the juice in my eyes on both hands, Meti waving both hands.

"Well, Grand Duke Bodern, I'm glad you've received this as a complete declaration of war against our country, right?

"-Come on!"

Continued