She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

Seven.

The top floor of the Tower of Sorcery, called the Sage's Room, is divided into a private room and a laboratory, an office, and an auxiliary office.

When the transparent filter that blocks the front and rear of the elevator opens up and down, Mira descends from the front. The door in front of you is the lab as you cross the translucent tube aisle into the circular hallway.

"Hey, Luminaria. Isn't that right? Answer me!

Mira smashed her fist and hit the door in a row. The hallway of the tower echoes a girl's bell-like voice and a scream of doors that are likely to exceed its limits.

Since he became Elder, Luminaria has often been drawn to the lab while logging in. I mean, the most likely place to be is this place.

For that reason, Mira immediately knocked on the lab door, "Add or subtract. Add or subtract!" He stops fisting and clears his ears because there is no usual promise to open the door and kick it while Luminaria says.

"Are you away?"

On rare occasions, when I was away, I was in the woods nearby and most of the time I was doing experiments that were difficult to get close to.

He can't read the air.

When Mira is alone in her heart, she puts her hand on her chin and figures out what's wrong.

"Who could it be?

The voice of a woman accidentally calmed down from behind sounds as she starts to wait here until the Lord of the Tower returns, right and left in front of the door. And Mira sounded familiar to the voice.

Looking back, a blonde semi-long beauty who looked good with glasses, who made such an appearance as a secretary, stared at Mira with blue eyes and a suspicious look on her face.

"Oh, it's been a long time, Ritalia. Do you know where Luminaria went?

The beautiful woman Mira called Ritalia is an aide with an elder.

The NPC "Non-Player Characters" to assist with the research and chores are to be dispatched from the country to those who become Elders. I mean, Italy is an aide with luminaries.

And she is also a species called Elf. It is a long-lived species and will continue to retain its beauty for a very long time, so it will look like a dreamlike species to some people.

However, Arc Earth Online did not allow players to choose a race, making it exclusive to NPCs. There are other famous places that have said giants to dwarves, dwarves, seylanes and werewolves, as well as the Meow tribe, which is no different from people except cat ears and tails, and the Galidian tribe, which has a strong body.

"Who are you? You don't have to come up here in an elevator, and only some people know how to get to the top floor."

When the strained air is wrapped around him, the Ritalian eye darkens the color of vigilance.

"Then I..., all the time. That's right..."

Mira now remembers that she was not once a majestic figure but a girl. Asking someone means that Italy cannot "investigate" again.

There's no guarantee you'll believe me where I named you Dumblrf. It was above all intolerable for Mira to be seen with the eyes of a man who would have known his original self before that, a man whom the majestic Dumbluff and I both enjoyed as such a girl.

But that's also trivial if it's limited to the Luminarian counterpart.

Above all, Luminaria herself enjoys "that kind of thing" more than anyone else, and if you try to make that look like Mila, who has seen countless of them, you can confidently say it's something cute, such as her condition.

The current situation is a little unexpected if you try Mira, who came to talk to Luminaria.

Mira is told by Ritalia to recall the operation when going up to the sage's room in the elevator, and still more so, about the operation of the elevator.

The elevator is rigged so that the Russians or fans don't push it, and only those who know it can get to the top floor.

Of course I am aware of Mira, who is Elder. That's why I've come so far, but that's also what makes me wonder why the girl in front of me could have come all the way to this floor if I tried to be in Italy.

I didn't reveal who I was, I came to visit the room of a passing summoner and sage, then I wouldn't get through.

Then Mira can tour her wisdom with her fingertips and jaw. Never know who you are, but you know how the elevator works and you can justify being here, and think of a convenient excuse that seems to allow you to get in and out quite freely in the future.

And one proposal comes to mind.

"Lord, do you know Dumblrf?

"Of course I know. You must be Elder of the Summoning Tower."

"Oh well. I'm a disciple of Dumblrf. My master sent a few messages to Lord Luminaria, and I just came to tell him that."

"Master Dumblrf's......!? Then surely...... No, but I've never heard of a disciple like you in Dumbleffe."

As soon as he was named, Ritalian's expression reflected the obvious colour of agitation. According to the story, he's been a missing person's apprentice for thirty years, so naturally.

"That would be so. He became an apprentice after he disappeared thirty years ago."

"After he disappeared!? Then Master Dumbleff is back too!?

"Oh, yeah. Then I can't move now because of the accident. That doesn't mean I'm here instead."

"Really? Master Dumbleff...... But what kind of situation is it that you can't move?

"Uh... um, yeah."

It was a complete thought, so Mira was in trouble when asked for details, but comes up with one proper excuse. That's what I used to do when I was still a Dumblrf. If this world is taking over its previous history, it may pass.

"Keep them in the City of Mirage Beasts to raise a new Summoning Spirit."

"... another new Summoning Spirit. It's Mr. Boulder Dumbleffe. I thought you were gone from time to time. Spirit workouts in the city of phantom beasts and that's no different. I can't help it if I can't move.

Oh, Master Dumbleff. I'd like to see your face soon. "

It was an excuse for misery, but Ritalia nodded as if convinced by the content of the story. Apparently, Mira was also convinced that her actions had been firmly remembered in this world.

Why such excuses have passed, this is because of the characteristics of the city of phantom beasts, a famous hunting ground for players.

When it comes to the city, it doesn't mean someone lives there, it's one of those fields where a wide variety of monsters and phantom beasts and other things travel in the ruins of an ancient city. Here, the more monsters you defeat, the more blessings you will get from living in the city than in Tai Chi, and the faster you will grow, recover, and the more rare items your enemies drop. There are also a wide range of enemies that emerge, a hunting ground known as a classic for high-ranking players.

The problem is that once you leave the city, your blessings are reset. Therefore, if hunting in the city of phantom beasts, it was common sense among players to keep pushing large quantities of items to the limit of buying.

"Uh, that's not true. Luminaria... my lord."

"You did. At present, Master Luminaria…………. No No... No, no, no, no. Sure, it sounds like Mr. Dumbleffe, but only then can it be assumed that someone who knows Mr. Dumbleffe well is just fooling him into being a disciple. Don't you have anything to prove?

Ritalia used to admire and worship Dumblrf, who supported the country with Luminaria. He had broken his expression with light in words that would overshadow Dumbleff's life, but rushed to fix it, telling him that it was still a prerequisite to see if it was true.

"Evidence? Hmm... Is this easy to understand?"

After a little thought, Mira removes the object from the item box, which is likely to be evidence and which only Dumblrf has. Of course, it's a silver card stamped with nine canes, a tower key (master key).

"This is the Tower Key (Master Key) of the Summoning Tower! So, you are still Dumblrf's...... May I have your name?"

"I'm not Mira. Ritalia, I've heard more about the Lord than my teacher. And Lord Luminaria is not here?

"Yes, Mr. Luminaria is currently heading out to Lunatic Lake. You won't be back till tomorrow."

"Hmm, was it? Then you have no choice. Shall we go back out?"

If you're not here, there's nothing you can do. Having thought it would be troublesome to head to Lunatic Lake now, Mira concludes that if she were to return tomorrow, she should come back then.

"That's right! It's already night. Would you like to come to my room? I think it would be a good idea to stay until Luminaria returns, if you don't mind. If you can, please tell us a lot about Mr. Dumbleffe!

Suddenly changing his expression and impending to Lithuania, Mira, momentum lagging behind, hits her back against the door behind her. Ritalia just wanted to hear about Dumblrf, but if you try Mira, it's an excuse to burn the blade. I was going to disperse early that it was not a good idea to prolong the conversation because I didn't know where the borough was going to be.

Ritalia is a beauty, albeit a familiar face to it. If you take the contents to Mira, who remains a lowly man, there's no reason to break your reason here. It is in my heart that I want to dress up as someone who admires me, even though I admire Dumblrf himself. Nor is the situation of being of the same sex an issue now.

"No, you take other errands. Let me come back tomorrow."

"Oh, no... Not tonight, just a little. Mira, have you not heard what happened thirty years ago, and please tell us what Dumblrf has been doing -"

"See you next time, too. I told my teacher to run errands first."

Peeling the chasing Ritalia, she jumps into the elevator and descends to the ground floor. There are definitely inconsistencies when pursued about the details. If you ask me how I became an apprentice, I'm totally out. Because I don't think about details like that.

Mira looked up with some regret for what she had said, trying to think of an excuse to go by, and sighed one big sigh at that leopard in Ritalia, who was trying to stick to a transparent tube.

"That would have been a more intelligent impression."

I remember that Ritalia, who I know as an NPC, was not in the personality to act like that. I should have been under the impression that it was more like a decyl secretary. Is this because of the month of thirty years, or is this the vegan one? Mira watched each floor passing with her hands on her chin with a bitter smile.

When you arrive on the ground floor in about a dozen seconds, you will regain your temper and then send Yale to the researchers in the wrong way, saying, "Good luck."

It was like a dumbulf time if you try Mira, but it's a stranger to Mira that there were a few researchers who suddenly cheered on the wrong girl, who didn't recognize her, but who were tempted to hang in there all night today.

Out of the Tower of Sorcery, Mira enters the Tower of Summoning as it is. By tomorrow, Luminaria will be back, so I need to make sure by then. It's not a lie that I have business to tell Ritalia.

The errand is a confirmation of the condition of the sage's room he was using as a base. If I could use it the same way as before, I would be able to reveal the night there.

Inside the Summoning Tower is the same structure as the Sorcery Tower, while the tranquil interior is bright as a wavering day with light from intangibles. When Mira narrows her eyes slightly to the glare, she manipulates the elevator and heads to the top floor with the idea of adjusting the light intensity later.

Unlike the tower of sorcery on each passing floor along the way, the researcher remembered the knight's words such as "rare to be a summoner" but "first seen" in the atmosphere of the idle tower, which he did not find.

The number of summoners is clearly decreasing. I felt like that, and Mira felt like she was going to miss her retired buddies somewhere.