She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

one hundred and sixty-four

the heart of the Earth continent. Four mountain ranges running east, west, north and south, like holding a forest of all seasons. Even though the season was already summer, it was still snow-covered near the summit, drawing a strong white line on the deep greenery that lasted far away.

One of them. Five thousand meters above the mountain ranges to the east, where the wagon carrying Mira to Garuda flies slowly.

"Oh, my God, it looks cold."

Mira squeaks as she looks out the window.

Snow-covered mountain skin persists under my eyes. But more than five thousand meters above, yet comfortable in the wagon. That should be it, too. Mira-specific wagons are designed to maintain an internal environment even at high altitudes.

Mira, as if she were indulgent in her own room, enjoys a magnificent spectacular view that extends onto one side of the window and immerses herself in a bit of superiority.

"Around there, that was a long time ago."

Mira turned her gaze to the west as she embarked on only a few moments.

The Four Seasons Forest, which stretches over a basin surrounded by mountain ranges, houses the home of the Fifty Bells League, organized by Kagra, one of the Nine Wise Men.

The Fifty Bells Coalition, created against the Chimera Clozen, an existence that has no enemies for the Spirits, a good neighbour of mankind. Now that we've crusaded the biggest and final enemy, Chimera Clozen, we're talking about investing in nature conservation activities, the face of the table.

(Even in Station Street, rumors of a crusade against Chimera have already spread. I guess I'll still be busy. Thank you very much.)

The armed group against Chimera Clozen, which was the back face, is scattered all over the place in the middle of a remnant hunt. The more rumors spread, the busier they will be too.

Looking beyond the woods of all seasons, while wishing them good luck, Mira opens the lid of the station valve she has purchased at Station Street.

An appetizing scent spread through the wagon.

"Ho, that's a wonderful color."

Mira, breathing heavily, first enjoys her lunch with her eyes and nose. The passing station valves master taught me that it was courtesy to the station valves.

Summer night meals. That was the name of the lunch box Mira got this time. It's a seemingly common lunch box that summer used plenty of seasonal ingredients, but it's the cook that counts. Chef Brown once waved his arm in court. After retiring from active duty, Chef Brown opened a small lunchbox shop in Station Street. Summer evening meals can only be bought there.

"An elegant yet profound taste that comes to your belly. Brilliant lunch box."

Mira is satisfied with the prosperity of her lunch box when boulders are one of the dishes that maximizes the potential of ingredients for court chefs and ordinary people.

By the way, in the station street I stopped by, they said it was a popular contender for twelve, and it was a lunch box that I could finally buy in line for thirty minutes. According to the clerk's story, the name and contents change every four seasons, and Mira thinks after the meal that she wants to try and dominate the season.

Well, not even my loving wife's lunch box.

Hallowed beloved wife lunch I received from Mariana, after I had already eaten up. In love with no one, Mira, who cleared the empty box, shifts her gaze from the mountain range, visible far behind, to the meadows and woods that extend forward.

"Well, I hope you find it."

The goal is to find Seoul Howl, one of the Nine Wise Men. Across the road is Granlings, a city with unions to manage the ruins of ancient underground cities. It is an ancient big city of history, located northwest of the tri-country Grimdart.

Day four noon after leaving the kingdom of Alkite. Before I jumped across several villages and towns, I finally saw my destination.

As always, meadows and forests spread far away. On the other side of the small high hill behind it was a magnificent sprawl of large cities that did give a sense of a long history.

"Again, fantasy by the brilliant..."

Granlings. It was called a tricyclical city, etc., because of the shape that triangulated the three rings.

As we go further into the sky, we see the state of the city more clearly. Many high chimneys stood out on the grounds of one ring. It's a section with lots of production relationships. The other two don't make that big a difference. Commercial and residential districts line up in a better balance.

And in the heart surrounded by three rings, the palace of the Duke's house, which governs the surrounding area, was grandly seated. It is a stunningly majestic palace that never fades.

More notable than that, however, was over the city.

ceremonial gods, summoning, carcasses of giant birds manipulated by necromancy, etc. Again, there are quite a few other travelers in the sky besides Mira.

Tri-ring city of Granlings. The ancient city of the dungeon, which stretches deep underground, is a dream place for adventurers as it can make money from new America to proficiency. It is also a rare dungeon in which the interior is further divided by rank, making it ideal for training.

Because of this, there are more adventurers than any other city Mira has ever stopped by, and there are quite a few powerful people who just drive through the sky. Enough for the eye to see, even the summoner, who should be extremely few.

"Oh, is it the same thing to be on a hippogriff! That's right, you're where you are!

Reaching over Granlings, Mira looks around at the magicians who can see out the window and is very happy that there is a summoning magician there and squeaks with joy.

I'm where I am. Not only summoners, but also those with empty feet, do not seem uncommon in this city. Looking under his eyes, space was even available for landing.

Mira, who had trouble finding a place where she could land safely, said this was convenient, giving Garuda instructions to unload the wagon in that space.

I just don't realize Mira. I was the only one on a superior thing called a wagon or something, and it made me quite stand out.

After landing in the city, Mira returned Garuda and went on to summon the grey bear, Guardian Ash. And stay put, tow the wagon to Ash and exit onto the nearby boulevard.

(What a heartbreaking sight)

Boulevard was a beautifully tidied cobblestone. Besides, large carriages are just as big as fun and different. There were many people and races to go out with, and the carriage looked everywhere again.

All the buildings on both sides were made of stone, wood and bricks, and the sights seen from your podium were filled with the glow that everyone would admire if they were fantasy lovers.

When it comes to reality, do you have a different impression of getting to this point? While thinking about the game age, Mira quickly aims for the union to hear about the sightings of Seoul Howl.

The union was behind a long and complicated road, but Mira was able to reach it safely. The reason for this was that signs for guidance were posted everywhere, and the passing guards were able to tell me.

The union in Granlings seemed to have both warriors and magicians in it together, and the building was larger than its surroundings, once and twice. Moreover, the construction of stones and bricks remained unchanged, but on the front there was a gate with stunning decorations. There are delicate sculptures on the walls that run further afield, which surround the site.

A number of adventurers, either boulders or just commensurate with their vastness, were entering and exiting the gates.

I don't think so.

It's a little different from the union buildings I've seen so far. Mira, who had been observing that point carefully, proceeded with the wagon and crept through the large gate, as she remembered.

At the end of the gate, the main building of the union, visible to the front, was so splendid from its setting and style that it was not an exaggeration when it came to the Duchess nobility's main mansion. Moreover, the surrounding gardens are well maintained and make for a truly stunning parking lot, beside which you can also see brick stables.

Apparently, we can keep the carriage in the union. The sign that was standing beside it said 'three thousand riffs a day for cars and two thousand riffs a day for horses'.

I'd like to keep this wagon.

With that sign in his eyes, Mira gets in the parking lot and speaks to the man in uniform who was there. Then the man responded politely, "Yes, thank you," he said.

Then Mira gets the attendant's man to explain the parking lot. The price is calculated as one day at midnight, not the time of deposit. The delay is up to ten days, and if you cross it, you will dispose of it, but if you consult with me in advance when depositing it, it will be convenient. Car wash services are surcharge, roofed parking is reserved for advanced adventurers, etc.

Having finished hearing the coarse explanation, Mira deposited the wagon in the roofed parking lot with an adventurer's card and received a certificate of deposit with a number on it. By the way, the car wash service is useless and I've talked to you about the delay.

"Well, I wish you good luck"

To be sent out to the words of such an attendant, Mira stepped straight into the union after the parking lot.

"Bigger than St. Polly."

The size of the building made it possible to predict, but the union lobby was surprisingly large. There 'll be two hundred meters in width. There, come in. It looks like a union of sorcerers on the left and a union of warriors on the right. The sooner I see the rash on his face there, the sooner the lobby is full of people.

"I'd like to ask you a few questions, okay?

Mira gave an empty reception a glimpse of her face. Then the official woman there says, "Yes, ask me anything," and smiles gently at Mira.

"I'm looking for someone I know right now, but haven't any of us been here lately to get between the whites of ancient cities?

Orb shards of White Asia, necessary for the creation of the Holy Grail of Divine Life Glow. That white orb is between the whites. Instead, even though that is the only thing between the whites, if there were any that would go, it would surely be in eighty-nine Seoul Haul.

However, the official replied to Mira's question that he did not remember such a person.

"Speaking of whites, further back at the bottom, it's the deepest part of the ancient city protected by the Guardians, so it's a place no one can even get close to in the first place. If someone was impotent like that, you'd remember."

The woman in the staff said so clearly. As she put it, the Guardian, who guards the deepest part of the ancient city, was distinct from demons and others who would fight on the road until then. Even the Nine Wise Men, to such an extent that they would be harsh by themselves.

"Hmm, well. So, I mean, he's disgusting with his eyes, he's so cool in vain, and he's so neutral... I don't know, who dresses in a good costume that kids admire at one time, but he didn't come?

The first question was empty, but Mira did not give up, summing up concisely the impressions of Seoul Haul that she would have seen and felt, and continued to ask questions.

"Gloomy with your eyes… is it a cool costume for your kids to admire...... Sorry, you don't remember."

He was a slightly thought-out official, but he doesn't remember it as a boulder until the fine face, as this union is a place where many people gather.

"Mm-hmm. Well, that's true..."

With so many people, many will see it, but it will also be difficult to find those who have seen it out of so many. Besides, it's still unclear whether Seoul Howl is even here. There could have been something no one knew.

I wonder what's wrong, Mira. Then, in the meantime, the official said he remembered, "Ah," he said.

"Not between whites, but just before that, I had one last week who wanted a permit to the bottom."

"Oh my God! Is that true!?"

To the words of an unexpected official, Mira raised her face as she embarked herself.

To go between the deepest whites, naturally you have to go down to the bottom. In order to do this, you need a permit to go to the bottom level, and if you asked for this, it's possible that the person was Seoul Haul.

It was a bad question. Mira reflects that if she had asked the lowest level from the beginning, she would have narrowed it down.

"That one felt suspicious because his face was almost hidden with a mask, rather than gloomy. Even with all these adventurers, many don't go down to the bottom, so I remember clearly."

"Oh, I'm sure it's him!

Suspicious self performance with mask. Mira intuits that the man is sure in Seoul Howl to the impression she really remembers.

The boulder is the Nine Wise Men. Even in a city so full of adventurers, it seems to stand out.

"And now you don't know where he is!?"

Mira asks with anticipation. Because if the characteristic of the person asked for a permit to the nearest lowest level between the whites, there would seem to be a good chance that it would be Seoul Haul himself.

"I'm sorry, I don't know exactly. But since the ancient cities are huge, aren't they still on the way to attack?"

"Hmm. That's possible."

Just a city, its size is huge, and it's all eight tiers, including whites. And if we were to attack normally, it was a massive dungeon that would take a month. Mira predicts there's plenty of potential, remembering when it took her a few weeks to attack.

"Then ask me for a pass to the bottom."

Seoul Howl-like came here a week ago. So if we go after him as hard as we can now, maybe we can catch him on the way. With that in mind, Mira brilliantly takes out her Adventurer ID and offers it to the staff. But Mira forgot one thing.

"I'm sorry. In the C-rank, we can only give you permits up to the fifth level..."

Yes, Mira's Adventurer Rank remains C. A slightly pitiful eye for Mira, who was confident.

According to officials' stories, the rank rises in turn from the first layer of the ancient city to the seventh, the lowest level. In other words, you will need an A-rank to get the lowest level of permits. Come here, it was just a wall.

(Nooo...... Again, A-rank walls. If this happens, I can't even show you the medal...... No, even Solomon's position is that C is the limit, so the medals might be the same. If so, even these A-rank adventurers will catch you again...)

Shall we go to the bottom in the form of a ride for A-rank adventurers, as we once did in the abandoned capital of heaven or in the castle fortress of the balance? It was when I was thinking about it.

"Oh, wait a minute"

An official who inserted Mira's Adventurer ID into some device said so.

Well, what is it? Mira waits as hard as she is told, staring at Katakata and the officials who manipulate something.

"I knew it. Thank you for waiting. Looks like you did a great job. Permission granted to advance to A-rank."

Somewhere surprised, the officer who said so turned to Mira with a look that still seemed happy about him.

"Holy shit! It's really convenient, but did something..."

Mira was delighted with the convenient development, but Mira, who I don't remember doing a great job as an adventurer, is rather too convenient to be a slightly skeptical ghost. But it was also brilliantly clear with the words the officials told it.

The promotion permit is a result of adding to St. Polly's track record. This means that the Chimera Closen Crusade had been added as a point.

"Oh, I see. Was it appreciated?"

In fact, there was an item in the contract exchanged between the Fifty Bells Federation and the union to add to the assessment of the adventurers who had cooperated in one of the Chimera Closen cases. It is the consideration of the Fifty Bells League for the appreciation of the adventurers who have been held captive for a long time. Plus, as a union, I did all this, so I guess even if it wasn't a formal request, I couldn't possibly not appreciate it. As a result, it was added to Mira as well.

The matter of the destruction of Chimera Clozen is the biggest news these days, and if you say you were part of that coalition, officials say you can also snort to be promoted.

However, the fact that two ranks at a time is so rare that there are only a few examples, it seems very surprising.

"Therefore, once you have completed the promotion process, you can issue a permit to the lowest level. However, you will need time to complete the process, such as contacting HQ when you are promoted to two ranks, so from now on, the update will take until around noon tomorrow."

Apparently, in addition to the confirmation process, it is necessary to obtain the necessary permits for A-rank certification registration at headquarters. It's going to take a day, but the answer is decided because the permit I thought I couldn't do it once, if I wait a day, I'll get it.

"Nice to meet you!

Mira, who asked for the promotion process to A-rank, said she would show her face again about now tomorrow, leaving the reception behind.