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

Long hallway protrusion with the smell of disinfectant. Three men sat side by side in a bench placed between the walls.

Mr. Gimhat runs a wheat farmer in the village of Finovocci.

Lord Wilstein, the Knight Commander of the Kingdom's proud "Sixteen Knights of the Dedication".

And the wise thing about the kingdom is me - Grecas.

"It's going to take a long time, I guess. I've helped give birth to cows before, guys. Longer than that."

"You rude bastards! You call a proud knight boy the same as a cow!?

"Hih, why are you angry?

"Well, well, knight which. All creatures are the same, the miracle of life's birth, the dignity of life's birth unchanged. And Mr. Gimhat wanted to say,"

"What? Huh..."

Me struggling for some reason in the middle of a non-meshing conversation between a knight and a farmer.

"I see, that's sage which. I was afraid that you would instantly spot the deep meaning, the sincerity, hidden behind the words. Can't help but be ashamed of my ignorance and shallow thoughts. I'm sorry, Lord Gimhat."

A knight Vilstein sitting on my right mouths an apology to a farmer sitting on his left.

"No, I don't care about anything, people."

A maternity home equally accessible to everyone, regardless of their status. I cannot help but respect Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel for coming up with this wonderful idea. Because this is how we get to know each other, who we don't usually interact with.

"We men are all equally helpless here. Let's at least pray for your wives to fight."

"Oh, sage. Which one of you is right!

"You know what?"

We're different identities and positions, but we have one feeling.

I want my child to be born safely, the wish is the same.

"Birth is a battle for life for women. Then why don't you believe in victory and sing a kai song with us!

"Hey."

Sir Wilstein waving his fist up and up.

"Be quiet in the maternity ward!

The nurse is fast approaching and middle-aged.

"Oh, boy."

But will you be born safe? Manuferno has been giving birth since the evening, struggling in the delivery room, but two hours have passed. I haven't heard from Meti either.

"I hope I can't go wrong with the baby I'm gonna have."

"Sure, that's worrying"

A knight nods to the words of Gimhat.

In stories and such, children can be mistaken.

It's a classic story from a long time ago that princes and poor families are misled, raised, and eventually...

Besides, the three of us here are a "whatever" combination.

If the knight's son is to the farmer's son, the farmer's son is to the sage's son, and the sage's son is to the knight's son... oh my God, it's a mess.

"But don't worry about it. Because the colour of the eyes, the colour of the hair, they are different. Well, miraculously, if you have three similar-looking children, born at the same time, then you have to watch out for boulders."

"Ha, you're absolutely right"

"Well, you have brown hair, the sage has dark hair, and the knight has blond hair."

"That's what I mean"

Somehow sumo us.

and then.

- Ho, ho... ho!

From inside the delivery room, a cry sounded.

"" "Born!

The three stood up at the same time. Drink a spit and see what's happening on the other side of the delivery room door.

Who, whose child is the first?

Eventually, the door opened and a nurse in white came out.

"Mr. Wilstein, she's a healthy girl!

"Okay, oh, here we go! Well done."

"Oh, be quiet. Your wife is well, and both mother and child are healthy. I'll see you when I've taken care of it, so please stay put and wait."

That said, the nurse closed the door again.

"Congratulations, Sir Wilstein"

"I'm sorry, knight."

"Both of you, thanks...... Ugh, I'm grateful, I can't be happier."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Above all, Mr. Gimhat's wife is possessed by backwards.

I guess the staff is working pretty hard too. I hear encouraging voices and various talking voices.

- Ooh, ooh, ooh!

"" "Born!

The three of them speak up at the same time.

Me or the farmer now?

"Mr. Gimhat, he's a healthy boy...!

"Yay! Oh, I did it. Whoa, whoa! But my daughter-in-law... Kakara!?

"Please calm down and listen. The mother is in a more dangerous condition. Your child was a rebel, but he managed to be safe. But your wife..."

"What!?

The first person to raise his voice was Knight Vilstein.

"Oh no...! Kakara! Hang in there!

"Do something! It's probably the maternity ward's job to make sure there's no danger!

"Sir Wilstein......!

I'll stop the knight who just grabbed me by the nurse in charge. I know I can't help it. But I guess I couldn't help but tell you.

"Both doctors and magic healers are desperate to do the procedure. But..."

Perhaps five fifths, you want to say. I could read it from my expression telling me to be prepared.

When the nurse thanked her, she went inside again.

Sit down Mr. Gimhat standing up. Knight Wilstein also lowered his back with a sinking face as if it were his own thing.

"Oh, my God..."

The joy of my son's birth also guides the condition of the wife of the farmer who happens to be there.

"Neither the wise nor the knight is without body. Oops, this is a problem. Don't worry about it."

With a vain grin, a weak voice made Gimhat cover his face with both hands.

"Yeah, more than we've been here, warrior! I'm sorry to hear that. We all go back alive......! That's the victory."

"Guys...... I'm glad to hear that."

Sure, there's nothing we can do right now.

All we have to do is pray for the good work of the staff who are treating us diligently inside. And is my child okay? Even though Manuferno has a hard time and is working hard.

In the first place, are you going to have a proper child?

Knights and farmers are all right. Kids are safe and well.

But I...

I'm losing my memory, but I'm moving from different worlds and having a reconstituted flesh. A wizard with the power to manipulate slimes.

My wife, Manuferno, is a witch with two conflicting - healing (cure) and decay (pedos) - the same in the sense of activating living cells - magic.

What the hell kind of magic does a child born between you live in?

No, or will you have a very normal child?

We didn't have kids for a few years. It's pretty much Manuferno, despite what I did.

He changed the environment in the city of the world's trees, and he was finally a gifted child.

No way, slimes like balls are born... Oh, my God. Blink and cover your head.

"Sage Grecas......!

Unexpectedly, magic communication opened. Very low power magic waves that do not affect your magic medical tools. It's a signal from the fairy Metius.

"Yay......!

- Ha, ha...

And I heard a weak voice.

The staff moved around hastily.

"Cut? What's going on inside... it's the baby's voice"

"Born...? My voice..."

Small.

The cry is far away.

Damn it, Metius. Tell me what's going on inside.

But considering the impact, I refuse any magic. I'm pretty sure I was born.

But my voice is weak or thin. And gradually I couldn't even hear the baby.

"What's up!?

Is Manuferno safe? I can see you're about to scream. I'm in a hurry and confused, and all the time passes.

There's no sign of a nurse coming out of inside.

What the hell is going on in there!?

I got up and stood up in front of the delivery room.

"Sage Which..."

"Sage..."

"It's okay. Thanks."

It was really comforting to have a comrade to support me at a time like this.

How much time would have passed?

The door opened. An elderly female physician, dressed in white, came out of the delivery room. Name it the female nurse chief.

"Mr. Grecas."

"Ha-ha-ha"

In an upright and immovable position, take a breath of relief.

"I'm fine, I'm a boy and a girl. You two are sisters and brothers."

"Phew, lid!?

"There was a cord involved and it was dangerous. Somehow, I was born safe. No breathing problems."

"Whoa, whoa! You did it, sage. Which one!

"Wow, great. Just!

"Thank you, thank you...... glad"

Further, said the female nurse chief.

"And Mr. Gimhat. Your wife's condition has stabilized. Mr. Grecas' wife, Mr. Manuferno, used the magic of healing... rare, true healing magic (...) to heal the wound."

"The manu......!?

Severe enough to be unhealed by a therapist. The only way you can heal that would certainly be with Manuferno's "true healing magic". But is that possible?

"Really, I tried really hard, sage Grecas! Manu, sir."

Fairy Metius flew in and dived into me. Slip your face in tears.

The knight and farmer marvel at the look of the poor glowing fairy.

"Meti, how's Manu doing!?

"The wife of a labor table has lost her mind when she healed her wounds... But there's nothing else in life."

"Good......"

appeasement. Would there be so much relief?

And the emotions of tremendous joy have overflowed.

Born.

Our kids, both of them...!

Continued