She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

twenty-three

It was a sudden boy's offer, but the rest of the desperation made Mira wonder why she wanted to go that far. And if that was the reason for the boy's tears, I'd also like to make it happen.

"What do you mean? Tell me why."

When Mira said so, the boy looked up and nodded with a serious face.

"At the deepest end of the ancient labyrinth, I heard there was a mirror where I could talk to dead people. I want you to take me there!

"Can you talk to dead people...? I wonder if there was such a thing in that place..."

Mira's entry into the ancient temple during the game years can only be counted. Around the time I was ravaging the name Adventure in the Nine Wise Men's Exhibition and when I visited it in connection with my quest.

"They call it the Mirror of the Dark Princess. I just heard it, too, and I remember someone I knew was happy to meet her mother, who died a long time ago in that mirror."

"The Mirror of the Dark Princess..."

One quest floats behind Mira's brain, which traces her memory based on that word. That is one of the advanced quests to be asked to solve a death epidemic in the past because it has begun to rage again.

The solution travels all over the continent, getting information that there is a literature of drugs left over for when death and sickness reappear in the world, but I don't know where it is. Therefore, in the mirror of the Dark Lord, we summon the kings of the past and ask them whether there is literature or not.

Visiting as a consistency of such quests was the mirror of the Dark Prince on the fifth floor of the ancient temple of Nebrapolis.

Mira reminds me of a big antique-style mirror.

It was a mirror that was just an event object, but now that it's a reality, Mira realizes she can use it that way.

"My father and mother were adventurers. But I got a request five years ago, and then I never came home. I was waiting at my grandfather's house.

But about last week, someone from the union came and told me that your father and mother had been missing for a long time, and that they were dead. "

Mira softly wipes with her sleeves, listening silently to the boy who weeps and sips his nose as she says. But there were some points in the story that didn't really fall into place. Mira throws her gaze at Emera, who would know something.

"Well, the union rules state that if you lose your voice during the execution of the request and your location is unknown, after five years from the time the request was received, you will be treated as dead during the execution."

So all of a sudden, this kid is dead.

While waiting for a boy whose emotions are high and no longer spinning words, Emera supplements them that way. Mira can't find any comforting words to hang on such a boy, she just stares at the boy in tears.

"If you have a permit for the ancient temple, you're going to the ancient temple, aren't you? Please, please take me with you. Please."

The boy closes his eyes strongly, then opens his eyes with great determination and bows his head.

Mira thought for just a moment and caressed gently with her hands on the boy's lowered head.

"Um, okay. If you want to get there by then, I'll take you."

Mira smiles and nods loudly. Because I sincerely wanted to see my parents with a boy who suddenly told me he had broken up dead.

"Thank you, sister! I'm called tact."

"Um, I'm not Mira. Leave it to me."

The boy hugs Mira as she makes her smile shine, and Mira hugs the boy as it is. But there was one here who disagreed greatly.

"No, no, no, no, no. I want damage! Rank C dungeons!? You can't take a kid with no combat experience!

Peel off Mira and the boy, and shake her head no more, Emera. When it comes to Rank C, it's a dungeon that's not even allowed in unless you're a senior adventurer. There's no way I can take a kid with no knowledge of anything like that. The boy jumped out of the Warriors Union crying also because he asked Emera, rank C, many times to take him to the Ancient Temple, but refused to do so absolutely no.

In fact, Emera's judgment is not a mistake. That's the difficulty of the C-rank dungeon. It is not a place where we can take those who cannot even defend themselves.

"Nothing good. We just have to fight."

Mira, who speaks without precautions. In fact, as a result of imagining the journey to the fifth tier, I was able to determine that there was no problem because even if I had one child, I would have hands.

"Not that easy... I don't know how strong Mira's people are, but the ancient temple is no good. Because it's dangerous."

Emera says with a serious look, as she teaches. But Emera is told a hell of a fact.

"Am I alone?

Visiting silence. Emera froze her expression as if she didn't understand the meaning of the word, and only her mouth moves tingly to emit something. And gradually, anger engulfs Mira's reckless and ignorant words.

"Murray, murray, murray! You're not where you can go alone!

But it seems true that you signed up for the union yesterday. I can't believe you don't know anything that far! C-rank dungeons are just two, practically all by themselves, avoiding combat as much as they can!

Emera scolds her voice absurdly and remains emotional. When those who cross the boulevard look for something and the Lord of their voices, they open their eyes to confirm that they are a famous emerah as one of the advanced adventurers. I had never seen her like this because she was a bright and sweet sister.

Standing on that arrow, Mira had a distressed look with a shout right on her side. The opposing boy is teary-eyed again after fierce opposition.

Again, when Mira glances at the boy with a cloudy expression, she glances at Emera again.

"That's because you're the Lord."

Mira argues so, grabbing the boy's arm and walking out. The said Emera cannot be disputed. Indeed, it is difficult for me to go as far as the fifth layer of the ancient temple while protecting the boy myself. Or, if the girl in front of you asks me if I can do that, it doesn't look that way to Emera.

That being said, Mira said that nothing seemed to happen. I just signed up for the union, and the C-rank thing catches on to the corner of Emera's head.

The strength of a magician cannot be measured by appearance. Common sense in this world, but how powerful is the girl in front of you? Or are you an overconfident fool in your power? I can't make a decision, but no matter how much I say, Mira doesn't seem likely to listen.

Emera jumps out and grabs Mira's shoulder.

"Wait."

"What. You still got something?

"I'm coming too!

I was interested as an adventurer in how powerful the ancient temple was in the unbridled wind of Mira. But if you're overconfident, you won't be abandoned like this.

So Emera decided to accompany her. If I have to, I'm prepared to use up drugs and tools to protect and escape.

Since Emera decided to accompany her, the three of them had visited the coffee shop for close discussion. Cocoa and chocolate cake are excellent stores called Café de Chocolat.

"So, first of all, I want to ask you, Mira's a magician, right? How many magicians are you?

Emera first puts in an exploration to find out what Mira is capable of. The place to head is the ancient temple of Nebrapolis, a nest of immortal demons so commonly known as catacombs. Due to the characteristics of such a place, if a magician was a senior saint or exorcist, Mira's confidence was somehow a critical nod.

"Summoner."

Mira answers concisely, cheeks up the Emera's luxury, the Café de Chocolat sign menu, Chocolatique overload. Chocolate mousse with raw chocolate with chocolate sponge dough and bitter chocolate sauce over chocolate cream. This dish is not too sweet and has just the potential to roar sweet lovers, it is not to be ashamed of the sign menu. Because of its size close to the hall, he was eating separately from the tact sitting next to him. Occasionally Mira wipes the cream on the mouth of the tact with the prepared paper.

The look on Emera's face when she heard about the summoner was frozen, even as she smiled at the interaction between two people like her sister and brother like that.

When it comes to summoners, they are already endangered species. Because of the height of its laying, Emera had heard that no new summoners were coming out now.

As a result, I have never worked with a Summoner since Emera started running Adventurers. A summoner who has only seen it once is an elite who works for the Silver Tower. It cannot be compared.

"Uh, I don't know you very well... a summoning magician... are you strong?

I couldn't figure out extra what Mira was supposed to be capable of, and Emera had uttered the ultimately simple question. And the word stimulates Mira's retention, which is inclined to summon.

At the same time, Mira remembered the words of the Summoning Tower Elder proxy Cleos. And even though he is an advanced C-rank adventurer, he has never seen the combat power of a summoner. Mira looks up to heaven wondering if the subpoena is being neglected by now.

And he plotted to regain the majesty of the Summoner with his own hands.

"Then you'll see."

Mira giggles, dammit, while letting it contain. Emera, by contrast, couldn't win at that time. When it happened, it was too late, but she had increased her inner anxiety.

After a full discussion, the three follow the Café de Chocolat.

"Well, let's go. You know where it is, can you show me?"

Mira looks up at Emera as she narrows her eyes to the bright daylight. The location of the ancient temple is on the back of a permit received in the union, but it is quicker for those who know it than to look at it. That's what I thought. Mira stares at Emera as a matter of course.

Said Emera was solidifying her expression again. And hold your head in agony that you don't know how many times it will be. Tact had an equally surprising look on his face.

"It's a C-rank dungeon to go!? You can't even go unprepared! At least we need to get ready today!

Especially what Emera said. When entering the dungeon, it is normal to take time to prepare. Sometimes it can be an advanced dungeon or it can take a week to prepare. Therefore, Emera did not even think that Tact would go like this today.

"I can't help it. So we're leaving tomorrow?"

I decided to do what Emera told me, thinking Mira would be a hassle to finish by the end of the day, but not enough to get ready.

From there, Emera is the senior adventurer. Explore all kinds of stores and buy all the drugs and tools you need. Emera also bought high-end drugs for what if.

Mira is in a totally tourist mood when it comes to things she bought, like insect repellent cream.

Tact had been taught how to use tools and the type of medication Emera was using. This is for the time being, too.

"Mira, are you sure you're okay?

"It's okay. I've been planning on going to the ancient temple for a long time, so I don't need anything in here."

Mira says so, rolling her left arm sleeve. There is a bracelet-shaped operating terminal, an operator's bracelet in this world.

"I hope so..."

Emera puts her anxiety on her face like she's still not convinced. Just in case, I buy more drugs and tools.

Mira was unwilling to buy drugs and was in the mood to accompany her as a relationship. It was prepared as an excuse for this, but Mira's item box actually contains a wide variety of drugs and tools, so it's not a mistake either.

After buying all the consumables, the three head to the market to buy food ahead of Emera.

At the corner of the boulevard, there are shops that deal mainly with groceries. Emera went in a straight line down the road there.

"Ah, Emme. There you are. Are you going somewhere again?

Emera was on her way to a destination adventurer grocery store. Emera buys all the food at this store every time she goes away. It is a store where a good aunt works as a store owner, and the store is lined with a variety of processed foods and seasonings.

Emera accidentally breaks her face when her aunt turns to her with a pleasant smile as she aligns her products.

"Yes, tomorrow to the ancient temple"

"Ho ho. Big shot. Emme's guild doesn't seem to worry you, but be careful."

"Yes, thank you"

Emera won't tell me she's taking these two so she doesn't have to worry too much. But of course, my aunt looks interestingly alternating at the two children who arrive at Emera.

"Are these Emme's kids?

"No!

Emera turns red and denies her face to an aunt with a teasing look on her face. With such an act of home drama interacting sideways, Mira had an intriguing view of the products lined up.

As a result, Emera bought a whole can of smoked meat, freeze-dried vegetables and fruit at the store and stored it in the item box.

The next thing I know is the armoury store. Metallic weapons are lined up in the store, and several customers are holding it in their hands to make sure it's okay.

"By the way, Mira doesn't seem to have a weapon, but what does a summoner use a weapon?

Emera thought Mira might be in the item box because she was wearing an operator's bracelet, but it's normal to carry a weapon all the time because it's a problem.

"I don't have it in particular. Summoning is not the weapon itself."

"Heh. That's what it is."

What Mira says is not a mistake, but everything cannot be said to be because Mira is far from her own common summoner. Many summoners had canes, enhancing the maximum MP and recovery speed.

But Mira has a magician in the second class. The magician's bare hands are fundamental. So if you hold a cane, you won't live a second class, so you don't have a weapon.

Emera doesn't know anything about such circumstances or the summoner, so she's convinced by the explanation.

Especially at the armoury store, Emera asked to inspect the equipment to see the protective equipment for the tact. Go to the C-Class dungeon. No matter how much you don't take part in the battle, you won't be able to wear it as usual.

By the way, Emera pays for everything up to this point. I couldn't let my child give me money, and I didn't give a damn about myself because I had the money, as much as there was nothing like this.

"Ugh, I guess this is it. I really wanted to take more time to get ready."

Finally done shopping, Emera sits on a stone fence surrounding the stone tablet in a square where a large soul stone tablet stands. The sun sets around and the lights on the streetlights illuminate the people returning to work.

"Tomorrow's scheduled, but can I have it in front of the union at 10: 00 in the morning?

"Uhm."

"Yes! Regards!

Saying, Mira sits next to Emera, and Tact folds her hips and lowers her head as she stands in front of them.

Try Emera and I'll still be anxious, but I also planned to do something about that on my way after this.

"Then it's too late. Shall we end today? Mira, you and Tact, where do you live?

"My grandfather's house is on the back street of the union."

"I... don't know what I said..."

Speaking of which, Mira remembers not hearing the names of hotel-like inns, and recalls what Garrett said in the stream when she got lost.

"Sure, the best inn in the city. Apparently."

Mira answers her blush as she puts her finger on her chin tip.

Emera passes by surprise when she hears it and puts her hand on her forehead with a completely shuddered look. Seeing them alternately, Tact mumbled with his hands on his cheek.

"There..."

Ahead of Emera sending her gaze at the sigh mix, a large building colored with street lights was floating. The lights of summer, a quietly lit inn, are once again distinct from the daylight.

"Oh, there you go. I didn't know it was this close."

Mira follows Emera's gaze, finding an inn whose atmosphere is changing but which she remembers to build and nodding.

"I'm not surprised anymore. Yeah, I'm not surprised."

Emera, wandering her gaze, stands up and takes Tact's hand.

"Well, then, Tact, I'll send you there, so Mira will be home soon. All right?

Emera stares straight into Mira's eyes, keeping her face close as she can tell.

"Ugh... I'm hungry, too, so I'm not leaving right away."

Saying so, Mira stands up and pulls herself away from Emera, who is too close. Still, I can't hide my upset when I'm suddenly approached by a beauty.

"Yes, that would have been nice. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Oh, I'll see you tomorrow. I'll see you tomorrow, too. Sleep tight today."

"Yeah, thanks, sister. See you tomorrow, thanks."

"Uhm."

Mira, who exchanged greetings and nodded at Tact's smile, walks out of the spot toward the inn. Emera did not move immediately, and after firmly dropping Mira off into the summer lights, she began to take Tact to the union side.