She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

Nineteen

How long has it been since the skills were taught? Solomon's aide Suleiman came looking for two people who won't go back inside. Calling to the women's bathroom with concern for her eyes around her, she just hears two noisy voices and has not responded. A thoughtful peek in, there were two people there who left a phantom and repeated their metastases.

Suleiman shook her head between her eyebrows wondering if she was still tired. It goes without saying that a female researcher who came to the bathroom at that time was treated like a freak on the sidelines.

However, the researcher's woman will also be completely stiff to see Eldar Luminaria, the top of the magic tower that was in the bathroom.

But when the Luminaria lecture is finished with that in mind, the two of them finish the long toilet. As a result, Mira succeeded in meeting [Mirage Steps]. But there is also a difference in the season, where the roughness is more pronounced than in Luminaria, but where it is the same training as before.

After the rendezvous, the three eat in a large banquet room for dinner. At that time, there were always a few payroll attendants, so the routine conversation only began without a record.

The content of the meal was very sumptuous, especially when Mira, who was shaky, said, "What is this?" I repeat. One of the waitresses, whose motherhood was tickled by such a figure, had always baked her care to explain the dishes and wipe her mouth next to Mira.

At the end of the meal, it was a turn for Luminaria from there.

When Luminaria suggested bathing, she said, "Well, it's because I'm tired. Shall I slowly heal with water?" I grab Mira with or without agreeing.

Left behind, Solomon heads to the men's bath as he walks alone.

"Why do you need to come in with me?

"That's all right, it's huge. It's been a long time since I've seen you, and let's just hang out naked."

Mira and Luminaria are now in the dressing room in the bathroom. Mira struggles badly with ribbon-filled robes customized by aides Ritalia and Mariana against Luminaria, who lays her undressed clothes on a folding shelf as she is familiar.

"Totally. Here, lend it to me."

When Luminaria stands in front of Mira, she unwraps that ribbon one by one with a familiar hand. At the same time, there was plenty in front of Mira, and one particular dish claimed to be Rin. Unable to look directly at the boulder, Mira makes her gaze wander.

As a result of Luminaria's struggle, a total of twenty ribbons are arranged on the shelves. The hemmed and neatly decorated robe was restored to its original appearance. Finally, when I untie the ribbon on my chest, my collar opens to the point where I can almost see it to my shoulders, and when Mira's reasonably swollen chest peeks, the luminaria that sees it smiles.

"It's not too big, it's not too small, and the contents look like you."

"Don't touch that story anymore..."

Mira pulls her hand in as she draws the hem of the robe to the corner of the room and takes off her robe.

Oh, my God. It was magic girl style. Hidden under the robe, Mira became a heavenly maiden feather and underwear named Drawers. That will further encourage the pursuit of Luminaria.

"I didn't know I would match old-fashioned drawers to skeleton lingerie...... It was yesterday today, but it's growing fast. For this minute, I'm almost there."

Luminaria found something in the combination of see-through clothing, seemingly unrelated to Eros, which exudes lusciousness at a young age. It may not be found without luminaria rather than.

Mira throws a robe in her hand at such a pervert, and she runs off to the bathroom with the sledge and the rest.

Luminaria carefully folded Mira's robe onto the shelf before entering the bathroom.

The bathroom was a shameless and luxurious place in the location of the king's castle. The large tub is always filled with hot springs, and in the center the hot springs head to the ceiling like fountains, pulled by gravity, pouring rain like rain all around it.

This bathroom can also be used by visitors. Therefore, because the country is packed with things such as the spectacle of the country, the sense of a different world at first glance can be seen from the way Mira enjoys herself.

"This is stupid! Let's go to work for idiots!

Laughing at Kerakera, Mira is being hit by rain under the fountain. Quickly, the water pumped hair sticks to the skin, and the dripping Shizuku conveys soft skin and flows down to the floor.

Mira was running around and enjoying herself over there, kicking the overflowing water in an overdone bath beyond even that luxury spa.

"When you look at it like this, it makes you look like you deserve it, but you were originally childish, that guy. But is that all right, Dumblrf?"

Luminaria followed Shagu Mira with her eyes, seemingly less full when she whined to no one.

Enjoyed enough, Mira soothed by the hot water returned to the dressing room feeling clean and wiped her body with a bath towel.

The undressed clothes on the shelf have been turned to the laundry, and clothes for dressing have been placed instead.

When Mira spreads the change of clothes in her hand, she stops in the same position. Because it was an empty piece with frills. And it wasn't Solomon or Luminaria who prepared this garment. Simply because of the costume that would look best on Mira, it was a piece full of samurai.

But that's not the only problem. Instead, there was such a bump next to it that it became so sumptuous that it was about a piece.

White trousers with small bows. It is not decorative, but it is therefore possible to further enhance the appeal of the finished Mira. I don't need anything extra. You just need one pair of pants. So supreme... no, I can get to the existence of a preference. Yes, Pants says.

Mira hurried to find clothes that might replace her from the item section, but as we confirmed the other night, she was only made to recognise that there was no escape.

"What. Is it possible that you are resisting? Stop it, stop it, it will always be. You just get tired when you're reacting."

Luminaria, who goes up a little late, looks at Mira with a piece and pants in her hand and says, dressed in a prepared costume. The situational understanding was momentary.

"But..."

Mira gazes at the grunting luminaria and glances wide open at her eyes to stare at the luminaria in her robe.

"Why is your Lord wearing a robe..."

"I come here a lot. I've got plenty of clothes to change."

"Then why don't you lend me that change? There's no such thing as a boulder."

"You can't be the right size. And don't worry, whatever you think suits you. Why don't I help you with something?

Luminaria leans over to Mira with a suspicious smile.

"Fine!

Having said that, Mira escaped to the other side of the dressing room, exhaling loudly to make up her mind before putting her head through the hem of the piece.

Feeling cramped with wet hair trapped in a piece, Mira forcefully brings out her silver glowing hair with one arm.

And one pair of pants left. In Mira's brain, there is a great battle divided between a no-pan and a discarder of something. What discarders attack on the grounds that the hem of a piece is short. Formerly Dumbleff, and the no-panners who guard the final line of defense with a letter of Han on their chests. However, the battle, which seemed to follow a parallel line, ended with indifference on the part of one person.

"What are you doing?"

When Luminaria takes her pants out of Mira's hand at the same time as she says so, she stands at her kneeling feet.

"Look, put your feet up"

"No... bye..."

"Hey, come on"

Luminaria protruding Mira's legs so that she can hurry and hurry. It feels like reluctance, and when Mira raises just one leg, she quickly goes through one of her pants and says, "Look, the other one too," and she hurries up again. If the other leg is raised, the noticed Mira will be worn with her pants on. It's like a reproduction of Drawers.

Having been forced to throw something away in abundance, Mira followed the dressing room with a look of enlightenment.

When we receive Solomon's message from one of the samurai who was waiting outside the dressing room that she was waiting in the clerk's office, we reach the clerk's office at the head of the Luminaria.

When Luminaria knocks on the door, Suleiman, who was in the office, opens the door and says, "I've been waiting for you."

Sleiman closed the door without a sound after the clerk's office, misplaced with the two of them.

"I'm sorry about everything."

When Solomon releases the documents in his hand to the corner of his desk, he leaves his body on his back, throws a chillary glance and exhales heavily.

"You're so cute"

"Oh, you look so good"

That's what I said, Solomon and Luminaria, hoisting their mouth ends and laughing. It wasn't Solomon who prepared the piece. A maid who laid down to Solomon the clothes that would look best on Mira (...). A samurai with a cute sister, she presents her sister with pretentious pieces, laced flared skirts, and those cute things every payday. Looking for her like that, it was Solomon.

"Hmm. Don't touch that. But what. You seem tired."

"Sort of. Thanks a lot to Slayman, though."

"You're brilliant."

"If I hadn't been here, I'd be terrified."

After such a light conversation, Mira sat back to the couch to be sucked in and keep her whole body.

"Well, here's what we're gonna do."

That's right. Forward, Solomon takes a piece of paper out of his desk. That paper says the number of refined and demon-sealed stones needed to experiment with future accord cannons.

"Thirty refining stones and thirty-five demon sealing stones of thunder for experimental use in Accord Cannon. I want five flames, water, soil, ice, wind, light and darkness each, can you make them? We have all the materials."

"Hmm. Quite a lot. So, what's the rank of the Enchanted Stone?

"It would be more expensive if I could, but with the materials I've prepared, maybe even the fifth grade is the limit."

The rank of the Magic Seal Stone represents the degree of power placed in that stone. One is the highest, seven the lowest. Furthermore, due to the limitations of the materials that can be applied, the first-class magic seal stone is also quite rare in the objects on which it is based.

"I don't mind. But then it might be quicker to get back to the tower. The more refined stones you have, the more they rot in the warehouse, the more refined crystals, the more refined demon crystals, the more magic sealed stones you have there."

"Ugh. It's nothing but boulders. If you'd come sooner, the research would have gone far. Instead, it could have been done by now."

"If I had to, I would have told you around Mariana. Mariana can come in without me, and I've left it up to her to sort things out."

There is a warehouse in the private room of the tower, and in order to use the warehouse, you must enter the private room. Only Elder and aides in that tower can get in there. I mean, you can ask Mariana to pick it up from the warehouse without Dumbleff. That's what Mira says.

"No... that's right. There was a time when I asked if there were refined stones and demon sealed stones in the warehouse. I was wondering if I could get some."

"That's right. What, if you've run out of them?

"Uh... that's it. He didn't listen to me at all. Your stuff, even if it's my opponent, I can't give it to you on my own. You'll definitely be back, so it's our mission to protect you from any inconvenience when you get back.... I couldn't have ordered you to cry anymore."

"Yes, yes. I was with you, but I'm sure you'll be able to protect that stubbornness even if you die."

"Did I..."

Mira remembers Mariana, who has been waiting for herself for a long time.

Should I at least talk to Mariana?

A beautiful haired girl like Sapphire floats behind her brain, leaning lonely. Maybe it's you who can raise that face. I don't want to leave the girl crying. Mira decided that it was more important than a temporary disgrace to look out for herself.

"Well, that's why. For now, that's enough for what I just said. We have all the ingredients in the refinery, so I'll show you later."

"Hmm. Then I'll make it before I go to bed."

"That line, if I let the refiner here hear it, he's going to fall."

When Luminaria turns her torso by making sure she supports her body with both hands as she sits on her desk, she even says with a pleasant smile. Refinery engineers in the castle are being pursued day and night. If you look at Mira's refining speed in front of those people, you could fall into unrepeatable condition.

"... I'll have the ingredients and the refinery brought to the bedroom."

When Solomon thinks of the scene, he tells him he wants him to sneak refine it by himself. Mira answers, "I don't mind," taking the apple ole out of the item field and sipping it, swallowing it.

"But not that one. What do you think we should do for ourselves?

"Well, I've never been over that. Looks like we're working hard on improving technology, and even at the current production pace, it's critical. Is that a good way to do it?

"Well, it depends on the effort. Do you have any paper and pen?

"Yeah, uh. Yes, this."

Solomon takes a fountain pen from the desk and a piece of parchment from the desk shelf and gives it to Mira.

I said, "Wait a minute."

Mira, who receives them, sets up a wall close by and writes symbols and letters on parchment.

"Well, let's be like this. Later, show this to the refiner."

"Hmm. What the hell. I have no idea."

Pulling parchment paper from Mira, Luminaria glares at the shape and symbol opponent with her face flashing. But when I fly the white flag early, I press parchment on Solomon.

"This is... hmm. I know it's about refining. You just have to show me this. Got it."

"Um, I asked you to."

The shapes and symbols Mira wrote up on parchment are the schematics of a new refinery table that she has been devising and studying for a long time. Details are omitted and written out of the column as special notes. And this will later have a tremendous impact on magic guidance engineering.

"Well, then it's tomorrow. I've already arranged for the carriage, so you can always leave for the catacombs."

"What an early day. I'd like to slow down a little bit."

"Really? Would you like to stay here a little longer? I thought about you, and I got it ready early."

"Not for me?

Mira throws her gaze at Solomon like a lot. I couldn't figure out what it would be like for me to go fast.

"Yeah. If you'd stay here for a while, that would please our maid, but as for you, I guess I'm not too happy."

"What is that? I don't know what that means."

"The chief samurai told me. Looking at the robe you were wearing, it's like inspiration's boiling down, and it's like they're making your clothes out of a samurai rally."

"Let's leave tomorrow with dawn"

"Hehe. Okay. I'll tell him that."

Oh, my God. It's decided it's not decent, such as clothes made from inspiration taken from magic girl-style costumes. Mira decided to run away early.

"They're my favorites..."

Mira said as if she was heartbroken, she made a small abduction.

"Oh, is it time?"

Mira stared at the luminaria to tease, but the lid is actually starting to drop by drowsiness.

"It's been a long day."

Mira drank the last bite of Apple ole and stretches out big and stretches out again.

"Well for starters, let's leave it like this. It's been fun talking to you for a long time."

"Mm-hmm. I heard a lot about it, and it was worth it."

"Me and Luminaria still have things to talk about, so I need you to show my daughter out the door to her bedroom."

"Uhm. Okay."

Mira walks out toward the door as she stands up leaving her Apple Ole bottle sneaking up on the couch.

"Goodnight."

"If it's early tomorrow, make sure you get some sleep tonight."

"Don't be with the Lord. Good night."

As she glanced at Solomon with a smile on her face and Luminaria with her usual scorching expression, Mira followed the clerk's office with a bedtime greeting.