She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

One hundred fifty two.

St. Polly's hosted Chimera Closen Crusade Victory Night section was already truly luxurious. St. Polly's largest lodging party hall and garden are lined with top-notch cuisine, both ingredients and cocks. And there were over two hundred participants, half of whom were leading men in the city of St. Polly.

The executives from countries who have no idea about the connection to Chimera Clozen, or the union presidents of the General Adventurers Union, Gates and Deborah. He is also present at the St. Polly Commercial Union, the union director of the medical union, etc. Other major players in the economy, such as the president of a large chamber of commerce, as well as celebrities such as the head of a ship carpenter and the head of a famous guild who had not participated in the crusade, also had their faces there.

and among such celebrities was the figure of Gregor, a blacksmith, the father of Gregorius, one of the top executives of Chimera Closen. The venue is thriving on an evil tissue chimera closen crusade, but is it because the situation is still a situation, Gregor's expression is not excellent?

"How about that?"

Mira called out to him as he continued to drink in the corner of the venue while remaining on the top of the Buddha. Then somewhere grumpy, rather than depressed, he makes a glimpse of Mira, and then Gregor just says, "Is that my daughter then," and tilts the glass again.

We're gonna get a little out of here.

Gregor, who also looks infidel and corrupt. With that look in his eyes, Mira grabbed that arm almost reflexively and forced him out of the venue faster than she could hear a response.

"What? Are you going to dictate to Grandpa like this?

Step out of the party hall into the garden that follows, and further into the corner. Gregor laughs lonely this time, looking far at another festive victory under the night sky.

"Hmm, I guess I still have the temper to make jokes. Then there's a problem."

Mira summons Pegasus on the spot. Then he flinches across its back and hurries to get on Gregor quickly. Then Gregor finally had the look of doubt as to what it meant.

"We can't break up without seeing each other."

Mira looked to Gregor and just said that quietly.

Then for a while, when Pegasus' appearance began to attract attention. Gregor said, "Take me," and jumped on Pegasus's back like he had decided to. Slightly, Mira promised to give Pegasus a disgusting look, because she'd play plenty later, and that was already a big shag and spread her wings.

"Mira. And, Mr. Gregor? What's the matter with you?

When I floated around the universe, Emera ran over when she saw the two of them. Are you a little drunk or a little red-handed?

I thought I'd let you see me.

That's what Mira says, she looks far away. Apparently, so did Emera, she nodded small and smiled gently, "Come on in".

Pegasus wings and rises to the night sky. After an even more exciting venue, Mira and the others flew towards the branch of the Fifty Bells League.

"Father..."

"This, my stupid son..."

Underground at the St. Polly branch of the Fifty Bells Federation. After having reunited for the first time in decades, both parents and children look down at each other badly after saying only one word.

"I see, is it your father? Then I'm sure you'll understand. The ideals we aspire to. Come on, convince me to let it go!

"What the fuck? Just my husband. Me, too."

The top executives are completely sealed of their abilities and freedoms with a restraint made by the Fifty Bells Federation. But his mouth stays free to do the paperwork, and he starts making noise on his own.

It's gonna take a while.

Between Gregor and Gregorius, I guess many grooves, obsessions, have been made. Feeling the need for time to fill it, Mira silenced the two top executives instantly with the demonic eye of paralysis so that they could pinch the extra words and stay out of the way.

Isaac and Jamal, who were in the corner, immediately afterwards swore that they would never utter useless words, voluntarily rolling into the corner of the room. All right, Mira, who misses Isaac and the others, pulls the two men in the corner of the room with Matty's hand and shuts them up. At this time Matty was trembling at the relentless Mira rolling forcefully in fairy arts.

Parents and children facing each other in a place thus put in place. Then for a while only silence flowed, but eventually Gregor talks pompous.

Why did you do something to harm the Spirit? Why have you become one of them? Without touching on anything like that, Gregor is now working on the status of his work, Gregorius' childhood training, and his relatives. That's what I just talk about that makes my homecoming son listen.

The sin of Chimera Clozen is heavy. Be prepared, I'm sure, that this will be a lifetime goodbye.

Mira sits by the door with Matty and watches the two of them. Matty, who was surprised by Mira's sudden visit, also seemed to understand the relationship, and the situation, between the two of them. Take the cartoon book out of your nostalgia without saying anything and start scrolling through the pages.

In the basement, only one voice sounds. Gregorius was listening to Gregory speaking out loud, just without saying anything. No life begging, no objection, no self-justification, he kept quietly listening.

"Bye, stupid son"

At the end of a long one-way conversation, Gregor says so and turns his back on Gregorius.

"Are you okay now?

As Mira stood up, she asked Gregor. Then Gregor says, "Oh, enough," smashing that glued face just a little. Though that expression wouldn't even be sunny, I guess I still settled for something, full of fatherhood in my grief.

"Live long."

When Mira and the others leave and the basement door is locked, a whispering voice melts in the quiet basement. He was still a small voice that was going to disappear, but there were certainly feelings there similar to his wishes.

Parent-child bonding is a strange thing. Isaac and Jamal remembered their forgotten childhood memories with that in mind.

Not even in the mood to return to the party venue immediately, Mira and Gregor are the first to indulge in the residence space of the St. Polly branch of the Fifty Bells Federation.

One side by side with the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifty Bells Federation, a fierce man who dropped the home of Chimera Closen. The other is a super-class blacksmith with no strangers or anything else in this city. Matty greatly regretted not having prepared fancy tea leaves for visitors at this time.

"It's coarse tea......" Matty puts an inconsistent cup on the table looking sorry. And Mira and Gregor said, "I'm sorry to bother you," "Oh, I'm sorry. When we were talking too much and my throat was just dry," Mattie said for a second regret that she should have prepared a cup for visitors as well.

"I'm suddenly sorry. I thought you might like it, but I couldn't stop thinking about it."

"That's my son... Mr. Mira, all you have to say is thank you."

The more Matty cares, the less loud they are about the taste of tea, the more they moisten their throats, and so they exchange words.

For Mira, this face-to-face of parents and children was entirely from subjective emotions. Mira felt it the moment she saw Gregor's face at the party. He wants me to see him at least once, no matter what the shape or the end of it.

Gregor thought his son was dead until the day Mira visited him. And at the same time, I know I'm part of an evil organization called Chimera Clozen.

Emotions at that time would have been unspeakably complicated.

"And I'm sorry my son bothered you. Thanks for stopping."

Still, Gregor said that to Mira. The answer I kept thinking about was thanks.

Having received such Gregor's feelings, Mira answers without saying a word, just nodding quietly. And he smiled softly as he sipped his tea.

"By the way, I've been wondering for a while now, you have a lot of planting pots here. And it's just unusual. Mind if I take a look?

When he calms down for a little while, Fumigregor looks around the lifelike room and says so. As the saying goes, indeed, when I looked at it again, there were subtle planting pots here and there.

"Go ahead, see as much as you can!

Standing up like a panic, Matty quickly begins to carry the plant pot onto the table. And I said, "Does Mr. Gregor like plants or something?," he asked with a really good smile. Before becoming branch head of the Fifty Bells Federation, Matty was a botanist. Its research theme is making the wilderness a forest.

But before that, just because she likes the plant itself, she finds a homosexual, it already brings the plant pot with her happiness.

"Oh... no, not that I like it. The quality of ash used to forge the sword makes a big difference in the original plant. While I was researching the formula, I became familiar with it."

Knowledge of plants is only part of my job. Gregor explains that, with a planting pot in his hand, Matty's expression, which was glowing, sinks into sorrow.

"To ashes..."

ash. For blacksmiths it is one of the materials you get by burning plants. Gregor was making it his own, too, as long as he was in captivity. I mean, I've burned so many plants.

"Well, that, what. Plants are deep things. Especially what Mana has to do with fertility."

When Gregor says quickly to mislead something, he turns his gaze to the plants lining the table. The plants there were spoken by Gregor, all that Mana had to do with growing.

"That's right! All the spiritual nuclides. This is all strange, mysterious and mysterious, and it's so deep!

Matty smiles again as to whether the matter played a role. But whether that triggered it or not, one deep content after another began to pop up shortly after that.

In an unstoppable story, Mira learns that a spirit nuclide is a generic term for a plant whose mana is related to cultivation. At the same time, I remembered Gilberto, one of the botanists I met when I was heading to Heaven's Abandoned Capital. And intuitive. This is a long story.

"That's why I think spiritual nuclides are the most likely way to reborn the wilderness into a green earth!

Matty, who continued to talk for less than an hour, concluded the story so. By spiritual nuclides grown in mana, the wilderness is first covered with green. Its roots penetrate the hard, dry earth, improving the soil so that the water stains deep. That's how we take the time to create an environment in which normal plants can grow. They say that's Matty's idea of a wilderness regeneration plan.

With a slightly sober look, Mira was being heard about it. But Gregor muttered, "Is it the western part of the green continent?" and so on, and he seemed intrigued.

"But in the spiritual nuclei we've tried so far, we don't have enough power to improve the soil in the wilderness... It's bigger and more powerful... and my research is going to be dramatically advanced if I get even seeds of tree-based spiritual nuclides."

Matty keeps the words going, no matter how they react. According to that, the research has apparently been stagnant lately, and the look on its face was likely to be truly regrettable.

"Tree seeds......"?

Mira listens to Matty's casual remarks and remembers one day or another. I received the fruit of the tree from the life of the Green Shade Chai Ong, the god who dwells in the Mighty Tree in the heart of the prayer child's forest.

"It's Matty. I got nuts from a god who lives in your tree before, but can't you use this for research?

Mira, who took out the nuts she was pushing into the corner of the item box as she said, let her put it on the table.

"Is it your Kamiki's?!?"

Shortly afterwards, she gives a voice similar to the scream, and Matty stares at the nuts on the table to eat them in. And the next thing you know, you approach Mira like you're excited.

"If you are also a Kamigi, you are the finest spiritual nucleus! Especially if you're a knockout Kamiki who mutated into a spiritual nuclide after so many years. It works best with my research! Which Kamiki is this?!?"

"Ah, in the woods of prayer children..."

"─ Is it the order of the Green Yin Chai Ong! It is inherited that it was indeed once a cherry tree. Perfect! Because the Divine Tree mutated into a spiritual nucleus has the properties of converting mana into nutrients and nutrients into mana! And not only will the soil be improved, but for the plants that will sprout later, your Kamigi will be the Lord, so in the distant future there will be wonderful forests full of order! No, I'm sure it will!

Matty speaks of his grand dreams with a much more emotional look. And "it's also ideal as a place for the spirits," he said to add.

(I'm not sure what the order of the forest is, but I didn't know that it had such properties in Michigi. It's not my first ear)

Even though Mira thought about it, she was surprised at the possibility that the nuts handed to her were quite casual. And at the same time, I thought this was going to help Matty better than I did.

"Well, if that's the case, you can try it. Because I don't need it."

And right after Mira said that. Mattie still looks like she's going to cry, and still brightens her eyes that are really full of expectations, "Are you sure?!?" she approaches Mira even more.

"This is a substitute for not losing at least five billion riffs when it comes to the fruit of Kamiko!? Can I really have it?!?"

Continuing his words to pray somewhere, Matty kneels down to worship something divine and gives Mira one last visit.

Mira was stunned by the words, with the same gaze even Matty's Savior saw.

Five billion riffs. That was because in a time when it was still a game, it was also a huge sum of money over and above the wealth we had when we were saving the most. With all that money, how luxurious can it be?

You can stay in a luxury inn all you want, and you can also eat delicious food all you want. Even adventurer supplies can buy and fish as much as they like.

"Ugh, um. I don't mind, if I promise to use it meaningfully."

"Yes, I promise! I will surely try to overflow this wilderness with greenery!

Matty answered forcefully, even as she wept. And I got the nuts from Mira's hand respectfully, and now I bowed my head deep once.

Mira was fascinated by the amount of five billion, but she chose not to tell me to give it back, either because she held out as a wise man or simply because she didn't have the courage to say it.

Nevertheless, Mira had no regrets, and she shrugged and laughed "Damn, that's a good smile," as she stared at Matty, who would nuts her cherished.

"Mira, you're so fat."

That's what Gregor said in a voice that even crossed his respect when he left the branch of the Fifty Bells League with the biggest drop off from Matty. In contrast, Mira laughs a little bitterly, "What, you don't just know it's worth it for gold," she just laughs that there's no untrained.

Then where Mira summons Pegasus and crosses its back, Gregor mouths off. He asked me to stay home first.

"A little, I feel like walking slowly through the city. I'll be back at the venue in an hour or so."

Gregor, who went on to say so, walks out toward the heart of the city. There was a slight loneliness seeping through Gregor's back as he moved away, but there was a smile on his face that he had shown just before, as he had never seen before. Instead of being unstable, it doesn't look like you're sorting out your feelings.

I guess I feel like being alone. Mira only replied, "Okay," and returned to the party venue one foot away.