She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

One hundred twenty-four

The underground passage stretched from left to right around the stairs. Reinforced with stone, there's an unreliable light floating like a pompous and human soul. The air creeps into the skin, and only the footsteps of Mira and Sasori echo far away.

"If we get this far, no one will ever see us again. Thank you very much. Get some rest."

Mira, who confirmed the way she came and the left and right passages, says so and makes her uncover completely. Angelique and Anne kept hiding from the mansion all the time. Therefore, no one will know the whereabouts except Mira and the others.

"I hope I can use my powers more casually."

Disabled Words Rambale lowers his brow butt sorry.

"I don't mind. I don't mind. If it wasn't a complete cover-up, I'd still be deluding you, wouldn't I? That's not powerful enough. Let's just refine each other until we have a deep contract."

"Yeah, right. Thank you for your time."

Words Lambert laughs so mouthfully as he returns the Anne he was carrying to Angelique.

Then, after a disappointing handshake with Words Lambert, Mira finally sends her regards because she will summon them frequently for a while. "Thank you," Angelique lowered her head on the way, and Words Lambert smiled back casually, "No." Shortly afterwards, despite having a husband, Angelique had some maiden eye. Mira, who saw it and pretended not to see it, sympathizes with Johann in her heart.

"Something, like, that kind of relationship"

Should it be specific to a summoner who needs bonding? Sasori, who caught a glimpse of a special connection somewhere between Mira and Words Lambert, just said so somehow.

"Right. If you're a summoner, you'll be friends."

The relationship became more pronounced when the game became a reality and the contracted opponent had a definite intention. Mira, who felt strongly about it and was particularly pleased with it, tried to laugh with her chest really proudly and without giving in.

Mira and the others advance down the underground passage, spearheading the sasori, paying in footsteps the inorganic silence that fills the spot.

Speaking of which, my lord, I'm fine with places like this.

Mira said so, remembering Sasori, who was frightened by the shadow of armor at Johann Mansion. Limited space for escape routes, invisible thin lights ahead, echoing footsteps. This is a really atmospheric place that seems good in horror cinema.

"What do you mean, like this?

But the sasori didn't seem to care about the fine dust either. The mansion showed a frightening side, but apparently the situation is irrelevant now.

"Look, I was scared of the armored figurine in the hall. I thought you were afraid of something like a ghost, but you're not?

When Mira says so, Sasori glances at the tip of the front and rear aisles slightly, gazing. In Mira's words, anxiety must have sprung.

"That's right, the... see. Because then, I saw a strange shadow... You can't be scared because dark places are like my garden in the first place. I was just wary of suspicious shadows."

After confirming that there is no suspicious shadow in the underground passage, Sasori puts his spine and tail up properly and speaks so as to strengthen. Sasori's fear does not appear to be a creepy place, but appears to arise when something somewhat unclear appears in his eyes.

"Sasori, you know what? The place where the light is so scarce and blocked is the habitat of the grudges. And the truly horrible spirits are not far away, but near, and abruptly appear."

Then just to try, Mira whispered in Sasori's ear a story about boosting the atmosphere. It feels like talking about it in a truly dated place.

"Nah... I wonder what you're talking about, Mira. It's no use trying to surprise me. My eyes are visible even in the dark. You can't be unaware until you're so close."

Sasori raps as if to tell herself. I'm just invisible, I'm there. Because he experienced total cover-ups that could be in the same condition, Sasori began to be wary of unknowable opponents who didn't even know if he was really there.

Mira, who increased her prank about such a sasori appearance, folds up in an even lower voice.

"That would be difficult. They're usually invisible. The moment you see, that is, the moment you attack..."

Mira was talking in good shape, that's when. Suddenly the door opened directly next to Mira and the girl appeared in front of her eyes and nose, wrapped in a white coat stained with red and black blood.

"Gyah!!"

"Heh heh heh!!"

Moments later, Mira and Sasori, cuddled together, backed off vigorously screaming into the underground passage, slamming their backs hard against the wall and squatting. Angelique, who was a little behind Mira and the others, rather stretches his surprise face to the two werewolves.

"What are you doing?

I guess it hurt too much, Mira and Sasori groaned as they rolled onto the floor and Angelique wandered around holding Anne. In the meantime, a familiar pale voice sounded small.

Mira and Sasori raise their faces in that voice, even in thin tears. Then they saw a snake staring down at them in a frightened manner.

The appearance of a snake as stunning as if it had weighed the timing was half coincidental. They say the room where the snake came out is where he's holding one of the people he's raided in the hotel. So just after the interrogation, the snake answered to hear Mira and the others speak.

That led to earlier results.

Mira and Sasori, who laughed deludingly that there was such a coincidence, regained their minds as if nothing had happened and walked back early enough. Behind that, the first-person snake and Angelique had already introduced themselves to each other.

At first it was Angelique, who looked surprised at how bloody he looked, but he seemed to have relieved the tension when he exchanged two or three words with a snake who had taken off his white coat.

Snake feet, but the snake's white coat was only colored for questioning, and it was very helpful when threatening.

That's how we get to the deepest part of the underground aisle. There was an iron door there that looked very sturdy. According to Sasori's story, it's an underground shelter for emergency evacuation, a place built in preparation for a case like a demonic raid a decade ago. If you look at it, there were countless magic formations that seemed to work against something other than physics.

"Mira, take a good look at this, too"

Sasori says a word like when he moves the concealed door shelf trick, then puts his finger where it looks like a keyhole. Then the entire iron door began to glow and a strange pattern emerged.

As Sasori showed Mira, he manipulated it and the door opened in about ten seconds.

"That feels. Remember, if you don't, it won't open."

"Uh, um. Again, what the..."

Even though Sasori's description was polite, Mira just laughs bitterly because the operation was complicated and she couldn't keep up refreshingly from the middle of nowhere.

A snake says to Mira like that. Sasori is a genius about these things, and he usually can't remember them.

If you ask me, this iron door is no exaggeration to say that what describes how to unlock it replaces the key. And it seems the snake is writing down how to operate it, and Mira promised to have it copied later.

For the record, there's another one besides Sasori who remembers complex operations. His name is Vlasis Teres Ebates. He is the second president of the Ebates Chamber of Commerce in the next Grand Duke of the Principality of Roseline.

"Again, it's quite wide..."

As we crept through the front door and through the short hallway, there was a long, deep, planking living room. There will be thirty tatami. There are four simple but sturdy built tables lined up, and four spheres suspended from the ceiling illuminate each table brightly.

"Because when you have to, you're going to spend years. Anything, I don't know what blockage feels like... Eh, they get upset when they're in a small place all the time."

Sasori, with a subtly vague explanation, went on to start guiding the equipment in the basement.

A chamber of commerce that competes for first place in the country also seems to have the money to prepare well. The basement was a place where everything needed to live was in order.

The kitchen is equipped with a full range of cookware, and water and fire can also be used without inconvenience by special artefacts. Two of the three doors by such a kitchen are each connected to the toilet and bathroom, and this is also available without any problems, he said.

And at the end of the other door, it was a vaster field than the living room. Nothing is planted now and the lighting is off, but if we grow crops, it is certainly an environment where we are likely to live for a few years.

Besides, all the art tools that support all of this are specially ordered, and they say they can be used as chargers (...). This means that if you have a mana holder, such as a magician, you can refill the mana in the artefacts, so you can make use of it semi-permanently.

(Is it a permanent institution as long as you live? It would be perfect if it were in the command room.)

Guided by Sasori and looking around each piece of equipment, Mira remembers the secret base she admired as a child and giggles.

The next place I was guided was the hallway leading further back into the living room, where there were five doors lined to the left and right. Every room is about eight tatami in size. Nothing is placed on the same slab floor as the living room. But there were only beds in the inner two rooms, and one of them was Milene. That look of sleeping with a blanket seems like a lot of happiness.

And Angelique put Anne to sleep in the bed next to it after staring to miss Milene's face like that.

At the end of the basement description, Mira and the others back in the living room surround the table and take their seats. And I started the debriefing meeting as it was.

Let's start with the snake interrogation results.

Two of the trackers said they were two of them inside watching Johann's mansion. They are mercenaries hired by the Melville Chamber of Commerce and outsiders who know nothing about internal affairs.

The request is not to let Johann out of the mansion. It also seems that when Milene, the disciple, acts outside the rules, she checks their contents and, in some cases, protects them.

They didn't seem to be informed of any connection to Chimera Clozen, and the snake says it's definitely from the reaction.

This means that not only the two captives, but everyone who was there was unrelated to Chimera Clozen.

"Oh well. Too bad."

There are no strong leads. That's what Sasori sighed when she heard.

The placement of their mercenaries can be considered reasonable. When it comes to watching, that is, both the watching side and the location are fixed. There's no way that the constituents of that chimeric closen could take that risk.

Even if Johann is known to the outside world, the secret about Chimera Clozen will be kept if only he is secured. Any number of watchmen who do not have information can be slashed and thrown out.

"Hmm, is it easy to get information?"

"They're disposable."

Unfortunately, when Mira shrugged, the snake said a spicy word that seemed unplugged. I guess you don't like the fact that you didn't get a lot of information.

That's when the snake report came to a close. Mira gives a big yawn, drinks up the tea and still blinks her eyelids.

"Mira. It's too late for that, and you can go to bed first. I'll take care of this report."

Sasori gently rocks Mira's shoulder looking blurred with half eyes. The two were acting together so the contents of the report were the same, and now that I had heard the snake report, I certainly had no problem without Mira.

"Nooo, but nooo. I can't sleep first."

Mira, who occasionally speaks seriously, while expressing her willingness to participate so much, gets a second yawn that is irresistible to the menstrual phenomenon.

"It's okay, it's okay. If you briefly report today, we'll be asleep soon. I'll have a full meeting tomorrow."

"Mmm, well. Then I'm sorry, but should I let you rest first..."

Mira stood up reluctantly saying so, having decided that she was not likely to run out against her drowsiness. Then, in a polite motion, he returns the chair and groans, "Good night," fluttering and walking towards the front door. Thank you. You look like you totally fell asleep.

"Not that way, Mira."

As a result, Mira, held by Sasori, is transported straight to a different bedroom from the one where Milene and Anne sleep. And Sasori gently put him to bed and rowed him out into his dreams.