She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

Thirty-two

The stars glow secretly in the sky, and the sun is in the process of setting leaving residual light on the horizon. There are signs of the night drifting in the woods, when the sound of worms without appearance begins to sound out of the darkness.

"You're a lot late. Are we done talking? Time to go home, huh?

Where Mira and Flicka's stories have been interrupted, Emera calls out that it's just in time.

"Right. Do you think so?"

"Yeah, right. The Spirit has Mr. Nyanmaru on it, and it's okay, isn't it?"

Listening to Emera's voice and looking around completely darkened, the two end up gazing at the Spirit of the Wind.

"Bye. Don't be careful."

"Spirit, please be careful"

"Yes, thank you. Take care of yourselves and go home."

Mira waves gently and Flicka bows with her hands together. The Spirit of the Wind took Nyanmaru's hand and pretended to return it.

Along the way, Mira shifts her gaze to Nyanmaru.

I would expect this ceremonial God to be here as an escort to the Spirit of the Wind. You can't even tell who the Raiders are, but it's hard to think that's the end of it once you've driven them back.

So what Mira thought was that Nyanmaru's master might have unleashed an autonomous ceremonial god to protect the Spirit of the Wind, or he might be planning to do something about the Raiders with the Spirit of the Wind. Mira now has no reason to know either, but the Spirit of the Wind and Nyanmaru looked very close. Then we conclude that it will be no problem either way to protect the Spirit of the Wind. Because I'm not in a position to say this by speculation in the first place.

No matter how much Mira worried, if the Spirit of the Wind and Nyanmaru join forces, they will not break down easily.

But because the magician doesn't know the truth, he can't be overconfident. At the very least, Nyanmaru's master should be somewhere not so far away. Ask the union if they can get any information. Mira takes her gaze off Nyanmaru while organizing some information in that way.

If you get a small clue, you'll be lucky.

Mira and Flicka. And Tact, who was almost thorough with his listeners, walked back under a line to Karanak.

"I was in the middle of a conversation earlier, Tact, but I wonder what sort of magician you are."

"Speaking of which, what the hell"

In a word of Flicka, Mira remembers the matter, gently returning her gaze at the tact as she looks up with a smile full of anticipation.

Attention brought various statuses of tact to my sight, but there are still children still, with many 1 lined up. But there were only six magic powers. Considering that the average number of ordinary people is 4, 6 can be considered promising in the future at this age.

But Mira exhales one sigh when she sees the part of that status she most wanted to check. Only King Alkite and his people were in the class.

(Can't you tell by looking it up... I wonder if you need something to be in each class.)

Mira stroked Tact's head off, just knowing she seemed talented either way.

The ability to see the Spirit is a trait that every magician would have. Tact is in a state where it is not yet known how many magicians are ahead of him. If you are a player in the first place, the class is your first choice, but what are the residents of this world doing? Mira wonders so.

"How does magician aptitude determine when?

Not long after coming to this world yet, Mira asks Flicka, who seems to know it's quicker to ask.

"Right...... you have all sorts of means, but it's the quickest way to get a look at it in a union of magicians"

"Well, did you even do that over there? Just so you know, I have some business to attend to, so why don't you go and have a look?

"I want to go!

When Mira said so, Tact nodded loudly and replied.

Karanak, a soul-relieving city. The sky dominated by pitch-black darkness shines a small light, and the surroundings are colored with the smiles of those who finish the day's work and walk through the drinkers.

"I'm tired. I'm going to the Tact and the Magician's Union and then I'm going home."

Early on arriving at the Great Square, Mira walks out with Tact's hand toward the union.

"Hey, hey, hey, Mira! I think I'm gonna miss you bye as soon as I get home!

Emera grabs Mira's hand like she panicked. Behind it, the three of them had a look on their faces. None of them have a choice.

"That's right, Mira. We haven't distributed it yet, and we haven't even launched it yet."

"Oh, yeah. After that and adventure... banquets are common sense. I don't care what anyone thinks about this MVP, it's your daughter."

"That's right. Mira and I would like to talk more."

Mira didn't mind staying put at all, especially since she wasn't in financial trouble, but she was so noisy. If I don't take it, I'm likely to chase it everywhere until I give it to you. Emera.

"Hmmm...... well good. When you're with the Lord, it's fun."

casual conversations we had on the road or the goodness of each person. Mira smiled and answered as she remembered them.

"That smile is a million volts!

Oddly enough, Flicka collapses with a tranced look as if she had been shot by a lightning strike.

As the people crossing the Great Hall turned their gaze on what was going on, leaving only Flicka behind and everyone left the scene.

A period of time flows through the square, and when those who eventually realize that it is the flicker of Ecalato Carillon begin to emerge, the Emeras are also visibly discovered.

"When we got out of the union, we went to the left. There's an inn called Spring Light Snow along Boulevard, so I didn't come when I was done with business at the union. Absolutely not."

That being said, Emera and the other members were drunk by people's waves.

Mira opens the door to the union of magicians with tact. Inside the union, it was busy under shitty shining lights the opposite of the darkness of the night. There, the adventurers push him to the reception with the settlement of the request and the next day's request process, and unionists are running around over there.

"Looks like you're busy..."

"Right......"

Mira and Tact look at each other as they gaze at the sight of the hustle and bustle.

Well for starters, when Mira took the used permit out of the card holder, she headed to the recycling box in the corner of the union and threw in the permit.

"Thank you. You're sweet."

A pretty girl's voice echoed from the recycling box. And what the principle is, when as many girls as palms appear above the recycling box, they smile and then disappear.

"What is this..."

Mira grinned bitterly while Tact stared at the recycling box looking fun as she changed angles.

"Ah, Mr. Mira!

Turning to the voice of a delightful woman, there was a figure of Eurica with documents.

"Oh, Yurika"

"Maybe you've already entered the ancient temple?

"Hmm. I'm done, so recycle it."

"Really? Thank you. Who's your kid, by the way?

Eurica asked as she gazed at the tact attached to the recycling box.

"I've known him a lot, but he seems to have a lot of magician aptitude. I heard you could check it out here, and I brought you in."

When Mira explains so, Tact, who hears the words, stands in front of Eurica and bows down with peculiarity.

"Best wishes. I'm called tact. Mira, I want to be a magician like your sister."

That said, there was a full but serious look on his raised face.

"It's you, Tact. Your sister is Eurica. Nice to meet you."

Saying, Eurica turns her gentle smile to tact.

"If you mean to know Mira, let's find out right away. And as we talked about the other day, it seems to be ready, so would you like to receive it today?

For a moment, Mira leaned her neck slightly about something and somehow remembered what was said during the adventurer registration. I'm talking about what Solomon wants to give to the union president who had something to do with it.

Speaking of which, that's what he said.

"Um, yeah. Let's just say I'll take it."

"Yes. Come here, then"

With the paperwork in hand, Eurica walks out to lead the way. Mira follows Yurika naturally, because she can't understand that she completely forgot when she takes Tact's hand.

"Mr. Mira is here"

Knocking on the door of the union chief's office, Eurica speaks up.

"Oh, come in."

From inside the room, you can hear the voice that you played.

"Well, then, Tact, you're this way. Mira, while your sister's talking, check her aptitude."

Eurica gives a hand in foreboding so as to match the gaze of the tact.

Tact glances at Mira.

"It could be a little longer, and you should come"

Mira unwraps her connected hand and gently strokes Tact's head with it.

"Yes!"

The vigorously nodded tact was led by Yurika to a room to examine the suitability of the magician.

"Will you excuse me?"

Mira, for once, calls out and then opens the door. Entering the union chief's office, the lord Leonil there greeted the girl in a good mood as she tilted the glass.

"What, you look in a good mood?"

Mira sits back in the chair in front of Leonil, saying so. Then the service assistant pulled into the back with no sound when she lined the table in front of Mira with tea and cake.

The two of us who had an affair during the chat we had the other day found that both parties were not comfortable with formal exchanges, so we decided not to do anything like that. Mira may then request that the tea cake be served when she arrives.

"Do you understand? Well, for starters, take this."

Mira glanced at two things Leonil had placed on the table with only her gaze as she included the cake in her mouth. One is a black card, and the other is a seal.

"I heard about Solomon, but what's this?

Mira puts the fork next to the plate and asks with the card in her hand. The surface of the card is black and smooth as vitreous, with intricate symbols and magic formations engraved on the back.

"It's a restricted area pass."

"In a restricted area?

As Mira shifted her gaze from the card to Leonil, Leonil widened the map that was folded over the table. It was a map of the Schmegofe region and the surrounding islands that set the stage for Arc Earth Online.

"You know about the dungeon called the Tendemon Labyrinth?

"Is it the Tendemon Labyrinth? I know you do."

Tendemon Labyrinth. Among the countless dungeons dotted across the continent, that's what he called a special dungeon with a certain legality among players.

"Then you talk fast. It has been a mysterious place since then, but I don't remember when, but the mystery has increased. It's been designated a restricted area."

"Mystery? What do you mean?

The Tendemon Labyrinth is a subspecies of all the demons that appear unlike normal dungeons, with different strengths and different degrees. And the deepest chests and bosses had the characteristic of obtaining very rarely items bearing the name of the celestial demon. Hence, it was collectively referred to as the Tendemon Labyrinth, but Mira expresses interest in Leonil's words that there have been more mysteries.

"Anyway, it seems that the treasure of this dungeon will come back to life if you put aside time to take it."

"Well... that's..."

What is the matter? That's what I tried to go on, Mira, but only pinched my thoughts for a moment. As a game, it's only natural that dungeon chests and items will pop in time. Otherwise, all the rare items, etc. that exit the dungeon's box become a single item of legend. But Leonil said it was a mystery. In other words, the common sense of the world that has become a reality is that the chest is unique.

Think of it that way, you can see the anomaly of the Tendemon Labyrinth.

"You mean... something happened around the treasure that keeps boiling?

"The boulder is a disciple of Master Dumbleffe. Exactly. The treasure-grabbing protest expanded to the point where it was sealed as a no-go zone in the name of preventing it. Well, it was quite a rebellion back then."

Leonil smiled bitterly, pointing to one spot on the map, accompanied by one last word. It is the middle of a forest stretching southwest from the kingdom of Alkite.

"The recognition belongs to the Primary Forest, a demonic labyrinth in this place. I don't know why Mr. Solomon told you to give it to him, but he's had a lot of trouble."

That's what I said, Leonil, but my eyebrows look in a good mood.

"From the way it looks, it looks like you've plucked a lot."

"What, I just asked you to give me a break?"

When she crosses her gaze gently, Mira closes the story by saying, "Ah, he's a tough guy too, so don't abuse him too much." Then when I put the card in my hand, I take the seal in my hand.

"And what's this one?

You can't even see it, but Mira asks as she waters it down.

"That's the Flying Dragon flight that arrived for you this morning. The sender is a man named Lily, remember?

Mira traced her memory to the word for a while and reached a single woman. The maid who came to wake me when I had my morning at Alkite Castle. At the same time a chill ran down my spine.

"Ugh... um. I know."

"I don't know, you don't look happy. I'm interested in women who don't like Danburgh's disciples."

Saying so, Raynard lifted the end of his mouth. I don't know why Lily bothered to send me a seal, but I don't have an extra good feeling about it, Mira. I itemized it that I wouldn't even need to read it here now and threw it in the shittiness and item box.

"It's a different story, but can I ask you something?

When Mira washed the cream off her mouth with tea, she said it would change.

"Oh, I don't mind. If I know something, I'll answer it."

Leonil nods gently and sits back deep on the couch waiting for words. Mira opened her mouth when she briefly sorted out the questions.

"Do you know about those who attack the Spirit?

Leonil exhales loudly as he frowns slightly at the words.

"Medium, that's a sore question."

"You know what?"

"Oh, nearly a decade after the discovery of the matter. I don't know where you heard it, but it's pretty nasty. Let me tell you what I know. Instead, please don't talk too much."

"Um, sure."

When Mira looked straight in the eye and answered, Leonil began to talk as far as she knew.

Firstly, the number of raiders is considerable and damage is occurring throughout the continent. But it is unclear what the Raiders are doing with the Spirit. And the raiders called themselves' Chimera Clozen '.

"Chimera closen... I wonder what it's all about"

Mira said so, leaving her body on the back of the couch and looking up at the ceiling.

"Well, I'm pretty sure they're not busy."

Sometimes people are helped and healed, the reason for attacking the Spirit, the neighbor of mankind, is not forgivable, whatever it may be. Yes, the two views were the same.

"One from over here, can I ask you something?

"Where did you find out? or?"

"You're right," Leonil nodded as Mira returned the question. From the beginning, Mira comes to ask about this and tells her story of what happened on her way home. Windy spirits attacked by raiders but helped by Nyanmaru of ceremonial God. Raiders who would have just the strength to attack the Spirit, the shadow of a Yin and Yang magician manipulating a formula God who has the power to repel it.

"Is that what happened?"

"There's something I'd like to ask this Yin Yang magician, do you know who your lord is? I think it's easy to tell because you're quite powerful."

"A Yin Yang magician comparable to the Spirit? It's a silver tower that you'll soon come up with, but don't ask the magician over there rarely comes out. When you become an adventurer's yin and yang magician, there's no such thing as a power around here right now. Well, unless you're sneaking up on the union."

Since the Silver Tower is the largest institution of magicians on the continent, all the magicians there are top notch. Therefore the magician of the tower is a man of comparable strength to the Spirit. And it can also be said that the tower gathers all the knowledge of the art. In other words, the magicians who study and pursue the technique rarely go away because it is a better place to hone the technique than anywhere else. Exquisite, to the point of experimenting in a nearby open area.

"Hmm, right"

"Well either way, if you're going to help me with this, I'll let you know as soon as the information comes in. If Master Dumbleff's apprentice were to cooperate, the decade-long agenda is likely to progress. I hope you don't like it."

With a nostalgic grin that doesn't suit her face, Leonil sends her gaze to Mira. Those eyes shine that they've got a very powerful card.

"Well, it's not something I can overlook, either. We'll work together, but we're still busy. Don't just use corroborated information, not halfway information."

Noticing Leonil's gaze, which is likely to push him into trouble, Mira lightly stabs the nail. I can't be jumped by information that needs to be verified.

"Too bad. Fair enough. For that matter, let our agents work like carriages. First, shall we focus on the Yin Yang magician? Is that all right with you?

Leonil looks up to heaven deliberately, though he seems sincerely sorry. He then asks the Yin Yang magician to be investigated. Coincidentally or inevitably, Nyanmaru's master was present in the raid of the Spirit, which was also behind him in the union of magicians, and prevented it. The information Mira gave us may be slight, but we may be able to get some information about the raiders.

"Um, yeah. Now it might be a good time to explore it from that line."

If Nyanmaru's master is an adventurer, he will sooner or later be hooked on Leonil's search. But Mira had another purpose. The possibility that it might lead to one of the Nine Wise Men. If it had anything to do with it, the matter of the Spirit Raid and the matter of Solomon's request, two things could go on at the same time.

Mira inspired Leonil's agents in her heart.