She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

one hundred and sixty-five

(Well... The place is the place. It could be a long walk... we don't need to be ready!)

Ancient underground cities are vast and deep. It is the ancient underground city that boasts enough area to add up all the dungeons, visited after this world became a reality. The difficulty of exploring it can be thought of as something else at the earliest, compared to when it was possible to interrupt (log out) in the middle of an attack.

With that in mind, Mira looked around the lobby. Sometimes large unions have adventurer specialties.

And I looked around and realized again that the lobby was not only large, but also very expensive. Furthermore, the thickness of the stone was delicious and, when viewed well, there was brilliant finishing there, including columns. As far as the ceiling is concerned, there is a magnificent fresco painting representing a paradise nestled in three gods.

(Hmm... not found)

Mira, who is oblivious to art, didn't pay particular attention just to her impressions of awesome, degree. Even though it is such a big union, it feels crushed and quenched by the fact that no adventurer specialty store has been set up.

"Okay. Next time, next time"

Mira leaves the corner of the lobby in front of the guide and walks out to the mall.

And before such a mira, one man came running over.

"Do you have a minute? Earlier at the reception, you told me you were in a crusade for Chimera. Can you tell me more about that crusader, especially the members?"

The man lined up right next to Mira with a good-looking smile of people, and that's what he's been talking about.

The man, with his notebook and pen in his hand, raises a large bag from his shoulder in a shirt and trousers that seems to move much easier. From what I've seen, apparently you're not an adventurer. Is the first impression something like an old-fashioned newspaper reporter?

"I don't care if you ask me to."

Mira, who was relative to the executives at home, did not have that much detail about any other operation. In the first place, the crusaders themselves have only a degree of familiarity that they met for the first time after the operation. You can't possibly talk.

"Do something about it there. Just one. I just need one person. I just want you to tell me if you know anything about the Spirit Queen. Hobbies, favorites, whatever. And then... if you know, three sizes or something. Of course, pay the reward!

The reporter-style man desperately eats down on Mira, who shows the difficulty. He wants to hear about one person who was in the crusade, someone called the Spirit Queen.

(Spirit Queen's ……)

Reward. Shaken by one of those words, Mira lifts her finger to the tip of her jaw. With a serious face, she brains out the words spoken by a reporter-style man.

At the same time, the surroundings calmed down. Precisely, the men's voices suddenly disappeared.

Unions with sites large enough to enter the upper echelons on the continent have a correspondingly high number of adventurers as well as staff. And they heard the words of a reporter-style man, and shut their mouths in unison. Apparently, what the reporter-style man wants to hear is the general thrust of the vast majority.

So, a few dozen seconds after the rarer it gets quieter. Mira opens her mouth full.

"Who is the Spirit Queen?

Moment after moment, the air froze. Those who had a full look of anticipation look their eyes out and say nothing but what they are saying.

"Huh? No, no, I'm the Spirit Queen!?"

"And even if they say so. I wonder if any of them were called that way..."

A reporter-style man repeats with the Spirit Queen as if he were heartbroken, but Mira has no idea and just leans her neck.

Actually, isn't it a lie that you were in the crusade? Around, words like that begin to rise.

"If you were a crusader, you would have watched. The descent of the Spirit King. The Spirit Queen who made it up! I could even obey the Spirit King, an immortal beauty!

A reporter-style man screaming at Mira, who looks refreshed and unpinned. That's when.

The descent of the Spirit King, the Spirit Queen who made it. The moment he heard the words, all the mysteries that had finally swept in Mira's brain blew away.

It's not about me.

Yes. The spiritual queen the reporter-style man was talking about was Mira herself. But it is strange. In front of the person, why don't you notice? That day, he was showing his grandeur, so it would be something you might notice.

"By the way, who is that spiritual queen that your Lord knows?

So Mira, who was concerned about the matter, asked to try it.

Then the man, as if he had returned it to me, coughs up one more thing and then mouths about the Spirit Queen with a boy's dream-talking look.

The man says that the Spirit Queen is a user of an extraordinary summoning technique that can obey even the Spirit King. And it is said that the return of the hero Fawcesia, the Three Kingdoms, is also showing interest.

More importantly, the man tones up his voice and says: The Spirit Queen said she was an immortal beauty, brilliant with long beautiful silver hair.

(After all, isn't it me? I wonder why you don't notice.)

After listening to the man, the first thing I thought was, Mira said, "Don't you look just like me?" She purposefully twitched her silver hair and twitched it back. I just thought you'd notice this.

But the reactions not only of reporter-style men, but also of the men around them, are not aromatic, except in part.

"You have silver hair too, but as much as the Spirit Queen. Bye..."

That being said, the man slowly turns his gaze down from Mira's face. And when the men lay their eyes down somewhat short, they reflected a pitiful color there.

With that trick, Mira perceived everything. When the story gets to this point, there's an extra tail back on it. Yet another thing is that the vast majority of people on this scene seem to prefer conspicuously larger than the right size.

"Then I don't know"

Convinced that he was incompatible with the people here, Mira walked away refreshed with the truth, not even hearing a reporter-style man pull back.

Incidentally, the information about one of the Chimera closens was preceded by the name Spirit Queen over the name Mira. The cause is the impact of the Spirit King. To that extraordinary presence, Mira's introduction, which had been spoken of just before, almost flew to the other side.

In addition, the impression that Mira is adorable changes over time to the impression that her ideals intersect and are beautiful. As a result, the name of the Spirit Queen and so on was given, and a virtual image of a beautiful woman of perfect proportions was created from that image.

What an ambiguity is the rumor that has reached far into the tradition? It's going to be a while before Mira becomes generally recognized.

"They don't understand. This is the best part, but blindly I just want to be big."

After the union, Mira squeaks with her hands on her most ideal chest. And firmly, make sure of its size and reasonable elasticity. "Uhm. It's not perfect," he said confidently, rolling out to the city in a whim. For others, both are problems.

(…… where is the store?)

Fly out of the union, then take the road appropriately for a while. I couldn't even get a single case in the store and Mira stopped wondering what was going on. Granlings was vast in vain, and Mira, who had only been here a few times in the past, did not remember the geography much.

Many adventurers are crossing paths, but there are just homes and state-owned facilities along the road. If you turn around, there is a general union of adventurers. But there are no shops nearby.

The union Mira has ever stopped by was in a prominent and convenient spot in downtown and commercial districts. But the union here seems very different.

Because there is a union, Mira wonders what happened to Mira, who thought there would be a store lined up nearby.

And when I came up in the sky in Pegasus and thought I was quick to find the mall, there was someone to speak to Mira.

"You, what's wrong with stopping here? Are you lost?

Turning to the voice, there was the figure of a man dressed in a blue coat.

Yes, he is a beauty in men's clothes. Height, neither high nor low. The outfit belongs to the man. That's what he claims, but what he claims is still this. In addition, the face is a lovely one that still remains as obnoxious as a girl, and whoever sees it can see it as a woman at a glance.

I wonder what kind of harassment it is now just now, Mira staring at the chest of a man dressed as Reiman. But the heart of it was' blind ', and in the end, Mira also had the ability to understand their minds of the elephant.

"Eh, you seem to have surprised me. I'm sorry. I'm not suspicious. I just thought it would be dangerous to stop on a crowded road like this."

Mira was just in love with the swell that attracted a man and wouldn't stop, but the beauty man in the man's costume seems to have received it as bewilderment and smiles with a truly gentle voice.

"Ah, um... Well, what is it? If I thought there was a store near the union, I wouldn't find it. Just a little surprised."

Following the gaze of a very pure, loving, masculine beauty, Mira turned away as she panicked, and excused herself for saying that there was nothing nasty.

"Well, you're an adventurer, too. But I guess this is the first time this city's happened. I can't help but be surprised because this place is a little different from the others."

Luckily for the pretty girl, she didn't seem to notice she was nailed to the chest. The beauty man in men's clothes, who has spoken increasingly gentle words, briefly explained the difference between this city, the General Adventurers Union of Granlings, and other cities.

Because of convenience, the Adventurers' General Union, as Mira knows, is mostly adjacent to shopping districts and downtown areas.

However, in Granlings, there are times when it is an old city with a long history, and there are many established shopping districts, and they were unable to secure as many sections as they could build large buildings for the union.

As a result, we renovated the old party hall in this mix of residential areas and national facilities and turned it into a union.

"Though, as you can see from the union buzz here, it's amazing. Perhaps this would have been a good idea in terms of not bringing this crowd into the mall."

At the end of the day, the beauty in the men's clothes tightens her skin like a dress. But I really had the impression that femininity was winning and cute.

Mira was then told the location of the mall and broke up with the man dressed as Rei Man. In doing so, Mira, looking back, finds a familiar mark there.

"Oh, my God, Cyril's mate...... Doesn't make sense."

Scarlet bell mark. Ecalato Carillon, a guild headed by Cyril, one of the former players. The symbol was on the back of a coat woven by a beautiful man in a man's dress.

(Next time I see Cyril, thank you for your help. And... I forgot to ask your name. Hmmm...... it's Mr. Treasure Tsuka)

With that in mind, Mira took the path she had been taught and arrived safely at the mall.

Granlings' largest shopping district was as busy as St. Polly's Trading Country or the Principality of Roseline, the country of merchants. The crowds overflow with pleasure and constant hustle and bustle as the city settles in an old-fashioned style colored by history.

The number of adventurers was high, pharmacies flourished in the armoury stores, and the familiar adventurer supply stores seemed to gather in particular.

(Well, I'm worried about the other side, but it's not the most important meal first)

Mira will not forget to stare firmly at reality as she stares at the 'New Commodity Arrivals' sign posted at the end of the Dinoir Chamber of Commerce Granlings branch.

The dungeon of the ancient underground city, scheduled for tomorrow, is a very vast place where even a considerable number of powerful people will have a month to attack. If Seoul Howl doesn't know where he is now, and the search goes hand in hand, then naturally he won't be able to go back in a day or two, and he will need to try it on a weekly or two-week basis.

So the problem is food. If you don't even care about the taste, the protein source is enough with demonic meat. However, the vitamins that can be consumed from vegetables do not.

Ancient underground cities without sunlight are scarce green and local procurement is limited. But without food, it's impossible to explore ancient underground cities.

While reading all the skills Luminaria had given her, Mira thought carefully about the difference between the game era and what was now a reality. And the first thing that occurred to me was food, and I thought in advance that if we were going to an ancient underground city, we couldn't take it off.

"I have to buy in for a few weeks!

Ancient underground cities are a popular dungeon for adventurers. Bringing in safe and secure food was overwhelmingly more efficient than relying on the greens that they feared were eating up.

Especially since, unlike most senior adventurers, Mira still doesn't have a cap on the item box.

Mira looks around the mall and searches for a grocery store in a light and slightly exhilarating mood. The reason for this was one of the adventurer's supplies bought in St. Polly, a cooking set.

There is something exciting about new tools that I use for the first time. Mira doesn't leak like that either, and stands in front of the store wondering what I'm going to make her with a cooking set.

And after looking around at the numerous arrays of colorful and bright vegetables and fruits,

"Let's get everything one mountain at a time!," he let go.

"It's gonna weigh a lot, okay?

When the owner turned around and looked at Mira with a little surprise, he asked worried. In contrast, Mira replied "No problem" while trying to show off her shining bracelet on her left arm.

"Heh, you're an adventurer. I wonder if they even let me buy it out."

Exactly apart, Mira's bracelet looks the same as an athlete's bracelet, which is also a testament to advanced adventurers. The shopkeeper who sees the bracelet speaks up as impressed, while putting together the vegetables and fruits of the product one mountain at a time. And in the meantime, he explained to me in detail that this guy has two weeks of offal and that this one wants to eat early because four days is the way to go.

"Well, be careful."

After finishing accounting, that's what the store owner looks busy going to deal with the other customers.

For this purchase, would there weigh thirty kilograms, or a total of 52,000 riffs per mountain?

(Mostly within a week? I'm sure you won't make it with this much. But I'm fine!)

The consumption deadline the store owner taught me, but not so much for Mira. Unlike the player's bracelet, the item boxes held by the former players remain the same as they were in the game era and are stored in storage.

In other words, you can accumulate as much as you like without worrying about the consumption deadline. According to Solomon's story, some former players are using this trait to bring raw seafood into the back of the mountain and gain wealth? It seems to be popular with aristocratic gastronomers because it tastes better than frozen. It's simple, but it's a real way to make money.

(But, well, I bought it with momentum, but many don't know how to cook it.)

Mira confirms its type while keeping a pile of vegetables and fruits arranged collectively in the item box. Some vegetables are the same as those found in the original world, but many are strangers.

Shall I look for a cookbook later, or shall I finish with the all-purpose cooking method of boiling? After finishing the storage with that in mind, Mira set the next goal for the butcher shop across the road.

Besides such well-known classics as cattle, pigs and birds, the butcher shop even had snakes in the ravens, sheep, goats, horses, deer and frogs. In addition, there are a wide variety of meats that appear to be fantastic, such as pterosaurs.

Mira, confused by people gathering for meat and confirming them all the way through, turned away with a pretty Luna figure floating behind her brain when she could not eat only the ravioli.

But the others are fine.

"Let's get two kilometers around here!

Mira chose and ordered the rest with appearance and some curiosity, focusing on cattle, pigs and birds, while showing them to particularly avoid ravenous meat.

"Yes, thank you. Buy it out? Oh, my God."

The store number sister, who has a somewhat relaxed impression, smiles when she sees Mira's left hand bracelet, saying so. And back to back with that impression, Mira began to wrap the meat as ordered with handy, dark green paper.

"Something smells good from that paper."

Deep green paper wrapping meat. What fluttered from it was the sweet smell of vanilla. Hi, looks like it's not just packaging material.

"That's not right. Because it stains herbal juice. The manager said the smell had been removed and the meat was less painful, and it was cheap. At our butcher's shop, I think I use this more or less."

"Ho. Did you smell the herb? I see."

Deep green paper that should be laborious but low enough to be used all the time. Some things are convenient. While she felt that way, Mira watched the instantly wrapped meat pile up.

This dark green paper, by the way, is called embalmed paper and was produced and distributed by the former player.

"Nice to see you again."

After accounting, a gentle smile and a store number sister waving at Mira. But he immediately called another customer and said "yes," and he still responded in a relaxed manner.

(With this, I think I'll be able to dive for a month.)

I bought it in the butcher shop, by familiar type such as cattle, pigs and birds, for each area such as roses, momomos, etc. in the loin, and two kilograms for each thickness. In addition, Mira chose some areas such as sheep, deer, and pterosaurs only in shades of redness and frosting.

The result is a total of thirty-five kilograms, one hundred and fifty thousand riffs. 200,000 and a little, combined with the vegetable fruit I bought earlier. At this point, he consumed a fifth of the military money he received from Solomon, but Mira still has no way of breaking his offensive stance.

Mira giggles somewhere exhilarating as she holds a beautifully wrapped pile of meat in her item box. Looks like a similar mood to getting ready for an excursion or a journey. Then, after cleaning up the large quantities of meat, he ran around the mall in search of the next ingredient.