She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

thirty-five

The next morning I went to the ancient temple.

The day before yesterday, the searcher was the one who couldn't find it, but he found a clue. Garrett also completed the errands that Solomon had told him, so he would be transported back to the Kingdom of Alkite as soon as he was ready. But it took a little while to prepare, so Mira left for the city of Karanak to kill time.

"Good morning, Mira."

Soon after leaving the summer lantern, one of Karanak's best inns, Mira is called out and takes a surprise glance at her opponent. Because the person is not noticeable, he is wearing a simple outfit with a wide hat.

"Is that the Lord? Good morning. By chance... I don't think so."

The person was Cyril, head of the Ecalato Carillon. He was leaning against the wall, but when he stretched lightly, he walked straight over to Mira.

"I've been waiting a long time. I need to talk to you about something."

There was no slight dust malice in Cyril's voice or expression, and the words were sincere.

When Mira explores her intentions just a little, she immediately wonders why. And that's where Mira wants it, too.

"Your lord and I are former players."

"Correct. It's quick and helpful."

Having so affirmed, Cyril turns his uncontrolled smile. Most women would be boned out if exposed to a very neat looking Cyril smile. Furthermore, because of his neutral face, Mira, who is not interested in men, is also made to feel a little more excited.

As long as I'm happy as Mira I don't know anyone I know as a former player, other than Solomon and Luminaria. Last night, there was no atmosphere for Emera and the others to talk to.

"So why don't you change the place? We're not even here to talk about it."

"Right, shall we go where I go"

Mira looks out onto the boulevard, which she begins to vibrant in Russia, and then says, the nodding Cyril walks out all the time quickly. I didn't know when Mira was leaving the inn, so Cyril was sticking around for breakfast. In the meantime, I was deluding myself with the marble juice that I barely had in the item box, so I wanted to say something.

The café de chocolat is where Mira was shown as a place to go to Cyril. This is the coffee shop I met with the first time I met Emera. Come in and order instant blended coffee and cafe ole, breakfast set Chinese course and chocolate overload. Then Mira and Cyril secured their seats in the corner of the store through a gap between guests who indulged in the neglected, scattered pre-work moments.

"You've been luxurious all morning."

"Sweet things don't come from another belly."

To Cyril, who says slightly, in a stunned manner, to Mira's order, Mira throws up a line like this one's girl. Mira, who likes sweetness, was only strongly convinced of this among the words of a woman who occasionally pains to understand.

"But so is your lord's. I'm surprised there's a Chinese bracket in every store in the world."

"That's because the owner here is a former player"

Speaking with great care and ease, Mira looks into the store when she rounds her eyes and stands up immediately in response.

"You're away now. I mean, this is a branch office, so she's not supposed to come here very often."

"Hmm. It's pretty much there..."

I hadn't checked people out, so maybe there were some former players among the wrong people. How many former players have come to this world? With that in mind, Mira sipped a sip of the cafe ole, which had been carried one foot ahead of the main.

"From that rhetoric, is it possible that it hasn't been long since you've come to this world?

"Um, it's only been about a week."

"Was it still so"

There are many former players in this world who excel in something. As an adventurer, knight, or craftsman in production if you're in battle. The powerful members were quite knowledgeable Cyril, but only a few of them are as overwhelming as the Earl Demons as we heard in Emera's report. It is possible to defeat even Cyril himself as far as the Earl Class, but as reported, it is impossible to speak of being intact and one-sided.

for the last thirty years. There are numerous confirmations that former players suddenly appear in this world. Then Cyril was on the line to make sure he thought about it.

"I know exactly what you mean."

"There are many precedents. Anyway, was that Mr. Dumbleff's apprentice?

"Uh... um, yeah"

If you're a former player, you're likely to know about Dumblrf himself. Mira wanted to avoid saying bad things that would discredit her and discredit her.

"I never saw or heard of such a player during the game... Could it be Reafre or something?

What Cyril thought. By the time it was the first game, there were no players with a fighting style other than Dumbleffe. Maybe that just wasn't out on a prominent battlefield or something. Or were you still powerless enough to get out on the battlefield? But if you come to this world with such strength, there will be no chance that you will have as much power in your hands as you can overwhelm an earthly demon in about a week. In other words, you will possess that degree of power from the beginning.

If you had that much power, you could also be active enough to eat into the top rankings on the battlefield. But I have no memory or information that a girl named Mira, who has the same style of combat as Dumblrf, was around the Alkaite kingdom, or the Nine Sages. I've never even heard of rumors in the game, so the only thing left to do is connect in real life. That style of combat is not something you can imitate just by looking at it. First, the premise is to acquire the skills that Dumbleffe has knitted: second class. On top of that, I turned my second class into a magician, and it's finally the entrance.

The special skill of second class is also a factor in the fact that the method of acquiring it has not been revealed. He says it's a coincidence, but if it's such a powerful skill, it's the usual way to play online games without making a public statement. Cyril, too, but other players were wondering, I'm sure, if they were hiding it.

Mira has acquired such special skills. In other words, it exists close enough to tell you what information you keep secret. Real and connected friends, maybe family or lovers. They were summed up and called Riafre.

"Ah. Actually, if Mira was Mr. Dumbleff,"

Cyril, when he comes up with another possibility, just makes a laugh that it's a joke. In fact, if that were the case, Cyril laughs as she remembers when Luminaria appeared in this world that by now she would be festive by raising the entire kingdom of Alkite, entitled Return of the Nine Wise Men.

When Mira silently included the cafe ole in her mouth, she was trying to make a smile to stay calm.

(You're right! What can I do!? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no So am I right in laughing off as a joke? Or would it be taken as a joke if you laughed while saying you were right? Where's the right answer!)

Mira has a huge controversy in her brain, suppressing the urge to roll around.

For a moment not so long, Mira never opens her mouth.

"... I don't know why. It's a rear fret. Because they taught me a lot in real life. It was basic behavior during the game. I can't help but talk about not knowing me because my login is irregular."

With a rather impossible conversation, Mira arranges an improvisation setting in the guise of calm so that she is not disturbed. At that time, I was allowed to incorporate the word Cyril said Riafre.

"I see. Is that so?"

Cyril accepted it without any particular doubt. For once, I have in mind a billing item called a cosmetic box that can change its appearance. But it was also a famous story that Dumbleff had an extraordinary commitment to his appearance. You think a majestic robe with an emphasis on appearance rather than performance will slightly exceed a hundred? There's no way a player like that would look the opposite. Such preconceptions worked.

(Convinced... that you did...?)

Mira glances at Cyril's expression with fear, but does not see the obvious colour of contempt. From that appearance, I stroke my chest down that you managed to make excuses.

Then I got the rest of my order right away. Mira, who was in a heartfelt hurry that she was going to have a borough if she was pursued any further, busily carries a big chocolate cake into her mouth when it was a ship on the crossing.

The two blossomed into stories back when they were enjoying themselves as games, eating for a while.

"By the way, what happened to your Lord when he came to this world? And how have you been?

In the middle of the conversation, the words of the Nine Wise Men began to appear, and before his mouth slipped, Mira weighed the conversation. At the same time, that's something that bothers you. I wonder what way former players live in this world.

"That's right. I came ten days after the day of the beginning because there was very little difference in time. Oh, I mean, you just got here. Don't you know the first day?

"Hmm. That's not the first word I've heard."

"Eh, it's like all the players in this world were arc earth online on September 14, 2116 so far. Ask the confirmed player the date when he came to this world, the oldest of which is just that day, and the same date in reality and in the game, right? So the day of the beginning is September 14, 2116."

"September 14th? I did it that day, too."

Mira handles a grumpy memory and recalls the date when the billing had expired emails. I remember that was certainly the day before that day.

"Thirty years late doesn't change the day you were playing"

"I guess not."

Mira answered that a little bit, trying to think about the time difference, but there was no way she could tell. So give up thinking early.

"I was confused at first. When the sudden feeling of the air became vivid and wounded in the battle with the demons, it was already painful and unpleasant. Even though I didn't know what was going on and tried to log out, the item was missing. You were in quite a hurry then.

I hurried into a nearby village and was stunned for a while. No one I knew was anywhere near me, and I was alone and I was on my way to figure out what to do, and that's when there was a woman who talked to me. That wasn't a player who was confused by the same situation as me if not a friend. The woman was an NPC, who I had never cared about before. "

Cyril keeps talking, remembering what happened at the time, as if to see something far away.

"I seem to have looked pretty awful, and she was worried and talked to me. Of course, that was the first time NPC had acted like that, so you were pretty surprised.

Just honestly, I was pretty much there then, too, and I stuck with her. Then, for a while, while you're in trouble in her home, she helps you with chores and exorcises demons that go out on the streets and around her.

Then about a year later, I realized that I was greeting the villagers as a matter of course. I was then accepted into reality in the true sense. And at the same time, I thought there might be more I could do.

If I thought so, I couldn't stay or stand, and in order to reduce the damage to the village demons, I started teaching young people how to fight as much as I knew.

It took me a long time, but after a paragraph, I decided to embark on a journey. It also had the purpose of looking for players in the same situation, but most importantly, you've thought of something radical about wanting to be more useful. A smile directed at me from the people in the village easily blew away my old feeling of helplessness. I want to see more, I want you to be happier. You accepted me like this, I can't believe I want to repay the people of this world. I was just self-satisfied, but I couldn't help but move. "

At one end, separating words, Cyril mouths the coffee with a very calm smile, exhales deeply and loudly and takes a serious look at Mira.

"It was a journey I started for such self-satisfaction, but as soon as I laughed, I was able to know what was going on with the other players. The village I was in seemed quite rural. There was such a thing as Adventurers General Union when you crossed a mountain and reached a slightly larger city, and I was surprised by the coincidence that you would meet your friends early when you came in.

My friend told me a lot about him. When I heard about all the changes and events, I realized that the Adventurers General Union was the right place to do what I wanted to do. You signed up right away.

From then on, I continued my journey with all kinds of requests and along the way I had a companion who sympathized with me. These are two people, Asbal and Emera, who Mr. Mira also knows. For a while, those three were doing the request, but gradually more people were empathizing with me. So I decided to launch my current guild with all my heart. "

Formation of Ecalato Carillon. It was a result of the natural gathering of those who were impressed by Cyril's beliefs. He says he's self-satisfied, but that's not something anyone can do. Mira also hammers with admiration for the deed. And the reason why we talked so far also began to faintly feel.

"Now we have more members and much more we can do. But still, the only thing we can save is within our reach. No matter how desperately I reached out, I couldn't grasp it and it went away many times. I regretted and regretted it many times, and I wanted a wider, farther reaching hand."

Cyril opens his mouth so that he decides to say it all at once, with sincere regret.

"Mira, could you please join my guild"

Briefly, but with a sense of purpose, Cyril uttered the word.

(Hmm, will it still be)

Mira looked straight back at Cyril's eyes as she shed the sweetness in her mouth at the cafe ole. From that look, his seriousness is so painfully conveyed. That's all I can see is deep regret that I couldn't save it, and I can see that I must have regretted it. And Mira also felt that Cyril's words must have come from the heart.

"I'm sorry. I still have things to do."

But Mira has a promise to Solomon to find her former companion, which will also lead to protecting the country.

Having heard the story, Mira thought Cyril's behavior was splendid. And I wondered if anyone with the same thoughts would have become one of his people. But that was no reason to throw out my best friend's wishes.

"Really...... I knew somehow that I would be turned down. No, it's the original one. What you have to do is have to do with the dates between them."

Cyril smiles sincerely, unfortunately, but without even giving it a bite.

"Um, yeah. But I can't go into the guild, but I promise I'll help you if I meet someone who asks for help on the road. So what do you say?

When Cyril heard Mira's words, she now had a full grin and "Thank you," she bowed her head.

"As promised, I'll contact you through the union if I find out anything"

"Um, nice to meet you. And I'm leaving today, so tell everyone I said hello."

"Okay."

At the end of the meal, the two of them briefly exchange greetings and split up as they left the Café de Chocolat. The two walked out onto separate paths, but the direction towards their hearts was together.

(Well, maybe it's time for Garrett to get ready.)

Though her stay was short, Mira walks out to the summer lights as she looks around the city of Karanak where she meets various things.

Time is still slightly earlier than before noon. Adventurers and guards crossing the boulevard, housewives holding cages and speculating on the price, are in sight. Mila, calming herself to the vibrant streets and relaxing on her steps, suddenly opens her eyes and stops abruptly.

At the end of that line of sight was a store without a thing. Diverse products line up, there are quite a few people and they thrive.

Mira approached the store flutteringly. Staring at one of the countless products, I laugh bitterly at my own silliness as to why I couldn't think of such an easy thing.

Standing in front of the store and spreading it so as to grasp it with both hands, the design was somewhat simpler than the original object, but it was a sage robe no matter what.

(Don't you ever wear such flimsy clothes in discipline? You can buy whatever you want!)

Mira, who now realizes that, confirms the price tag on the shelf where the sage's robe is located, which is lined up in the store.

There is the robe replica of the wise and the trade name, for a price of five thousand riffs. Mira easily checked the length with a replica of the most accustomed sage's robe (summoning technique) from various shades to see if it would be like this without any added effect.

Mira grabs the robe she bought and hurries to the summer lights with her early feet, forgiving her legs that she might skip if she wasn't conscious. I was about to rush through the shrinkage of the Immortal Walking Method and the wide walk in the sky, but it definitely caught my attention, so I stopped at the rink.

When I finally arrived at the inn, the greeting also jumped into the room there, taking off my clothes and looking like a pair of pants. Bra is giving up completely.

Give me this far and I'll have nothing more to endure. Mira put her sleeves through the robe replica of the wise man she had bought, with a full smile on her face.

One of the best rooms in Karanak. Standing in front of the appearance that had been placed as a matter of course, Mira nodded firmly when she saw the appearance.

"Me, cool cute"

Blushing and groaning, Mira grinned and gently straightened her hair.

The name of the store Mira stopped by is "The Moon and Silver Tower Specialty Chamber of Commerce Karanak Branch", simply put, a souvenir shop in the Kingdom of Alkite.

At this time, Mira still hasn't noticed. How could I have had a robe the right size for me as a child?