She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

Two hundred and six.

After breaking up with Seoul Haul, Mira walks out toward the city. And it was when he plugged it into the front door of the church. Suddenly I wondered if the door had opened, and from there the Kingsblade Priest appeared all the time.

The Kingsblade Priest, who is over two metres tall, looks so much bigger than that when viewed nearby, and his power is also considerable.

At the same time as the door opened, such a priest appeared abruptly in front of her, so Mira shook her shoulders slightly in awe and looked up at her.

"You were in the chapel earlier..."

The priest, who saw Mira there, stared at Mira with a look that reminded him of what happened in the chapel a few minutes earlier. Mira and Seoul Haul came out of the exit of an ancient underground city and were sitting right there in the corner of the chapel. Apparently, the priest remembered the figure well.

"By the way, I just got a report that there was a man here who used suspicious necromancy, don't you know?

The priest, standing in front of Mira in a quiet motion, has asked so in a gentle voice, bending over to deal with the child. But his eyes are back from a serene priest to his eyesight when he was in active duty.

No, I don't know.

A place called a church. And necromancy closely related to the dead. I don't know the details of this world's religion, but was it also a determination that necromancy should not be used on church grounds? In that case, Mira decided to cut the white.

Then the priest's gaze becomes stronger.

"There were reports of a pretty girl like you beside that suspicious one. Don't you really know?

After looking straight at Mira, the priest continued to ask the question so. Apparently, it was reported in considerable detail. The general situation seems to be grasping. In this minute, you will also already know what a suspicious Necromancer man looks like. I didn't think I could tease you.

"... uh, did that person do something crude?

What the hell are you guilty of? In the meantime, Mira puts in a probe to confirm the lightness of the sentence. Then, apparently, the situation was slightly different.

The report that Priest Kingsblade received was that the suspicious necromancer was trying to figure out a pretty girl. And when I asked about the characteristics of a man and a girl, and I checked outside, there was no such thing as a man, and only a girl matching the characteristics was in front of me.

"So, what do you really think?

"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. It's not about him. I know. I know. Someone I know. No, I'm familiar with his necromancy. I thought it might be suspicious because it's called suspicious necromancy, but if you've never seen it before, it might be suspicious."

You don't seem to have to worry about getting caught up in all the extra trouble. Mira, who figured it out, speaks so honestly.

"Really? Was it someone you knew? That would be good. You've taken the time."

The priest made it more emphatic that the suspicious man and Mira knew each other. And looking back, I call out to the woman who was watching this one softly by the church door, "It doesn't seem like there's a problem". Apparently, she is the rapporteur.

The priest has witnessed Mira and Seoul together near the exit of an ancient underground city. For this reason, the relationship between the two of them should have been largely predictable, but why we pursued it so far was to convince her and eliminate it in case.

"Really? Good for you."

The woman, with a relief look on her face, thanked the priest and then left without going anywhere.

I don't suppose the suspects have accumulated, but Mira, who is now on the protected side, insists that this kind of project is difficult as she finds out what a woman looks like.

But when Mira found out that Seoul Howl was being seen in the eyes of others by suspicious people targeting cute girls, she was giggling at the next moment that this was going to be a funny story from one to the other.

"And one thing, tell them when you meet someone you know that the exercise of art in front of the church can be incriminating in some cases."

The priest, who turned to Mira like that, told her so with a flamboyant look. Though in some cases, apparently there were restrictions on the operation in general rather than necromancy.

Mira answered honestly, "Um, okay," before the force lurking behind the priest's flamboyant expression.

"Now if you'll excuse me. Thank you for your cooperation."

Thanking you for saying that, and returning to church, Priest Kingsblade. Is it because I'm done saying what I want to say, and from that back I'm completely out of the intimidation I had earlier?

"By the way, can I just ask you one thing?

Mira spoke toward the back of such a Kingsblade priest.

"Yes, what is it?

The turned priest responds to Mira with a serene expression without a back surface.

"Didn't you hear earlier that there was a girl in martial arts training who let the Lord, the champion of the underground arena, go this way? Have you heard the name of that man? And now you don't know where you are, do you?

That, situationally, was unanimous in a conversation with Seoul Howl that it was likely Maylin the Nine Wise Men. And since it was seven years ago, it was concluded that the priest would not have grasped Maylin's clue. But sometimes, maybe. Mira feels like she's in a corner now that she's from the priest's side.

"... I see. Was it the relationship that was hissing in the corner of the chapel? But again, why are you talking about her?

Signs of a fierce man who thought he had disappeared begin to reappear inside the priest. Does it mean that once the absurdity of temperament cannot be cured a little or softly?

"Oh, no, what, to talk to you, you look just like someone I know."

That's what Mira said as she let her gaze slip away from her sharp glance. Shortly thereafter, the sign of the priest's consolidation changes.

"Oh my God, are you acquainted with that one!?"

As if, with the look of having just met God, the priest approaches Mira. The momentum was considerable, and Mira accidentally leaned back and replied that there were only acquaintances who were doing similar things, not necessarily acquainted.

"Really...... If you have a question, I haven't heard your name. However, in the game he named it 'Tire Kikuryokan'. I learned later that apparently there is such food."

The priest, unfortunately depressed, tells him his name if he can get a clue at all. And when I heard the name, the possibility in Mira changed to certainty.

"Uh... almost certainly someone I know. It's his favorite."

Wanted grilled and chestnut lamb. That was both Maylin's favorite. It's a substitute for saying that I ate too much at one time and my body shape got pounded, and sometimes Kagra was attached to a diet in the real world.

And Mira, remembering that, thinks just a little nostalgic.

But the priest didn't allow it.

"Oh, my God, that's great! I can't believe I met that other guy... When has this been such a wonderful day?"

A Kingsblade priest who, while in the position of priest, joins hands to worship Mira, not God. Apparently to him Maylin is equal to God as well. It's like watching Maylin on the other side of Mira that you know her.

"You're a little wild, and you're looking for him, but you don't know where he is, do you?

Mira asks such a priest once now. But based on the current priest's reaction, I still don't know the answer.

"No, unfortunately...... However, in those days, I have heard stories about not only the underground arena where I was, but also crossing major martial arts competitions and such. That man is a very grateful man who has led me down this road. If I can, I want to see you again, too. And I want to share this gratitude."

A priest who keeps saying the word to pray so. If I find out where he is, he's going to pop right out.

So it turns out that it was almost certainly Maylin who transferred former underground arena champion Zatzbald Bloody Crimson Kingsblade to the priesthood seven years ago. The only thing I know is that it was the same seven years ago.

(Big martial arts tournament... If you're still in martial arts training, you might want to look around)

In the meantime, with only one eye on Maylin's search, Mira tells the priest, "If I ever see him, I'll tell him the Lord appreciated him," and after the occasion. On Mira's back like that, the priest's words of fervent thanksgiving were thrown repeatedly.

At that time, a wild horse gathered around him was following Mira with curiosity. Um, I was wondering who the priest Kingsblade, called "Iron Fist," etc. was the girl who thanked him so much.

Later there will be rumors of angels descending and so on around the church, but that was another story that not only Mira but also the priest did not know.

Just before eight o'clock at night. Mira was coming to the best lodging district in Granlings. And walking around looking for today's inn stops in front of a building that is not an exaggeration, even if it is a small castle.

"Hmm, not here."

In the back of the lodging district, a luxury inn connects the houses. It is this inn that scatters a particularly high atmosphere among them.

Slightly expensive accommodation I stayed in the other day, Fork Speak. The overnight stay there was comfortable for the price. Then what about the more expensive accommodation?

Once remembered, luxury is unforgettable. Mira looked up at the inn in front of her, expecting more comfort than ever before.

The whole lighted inn is unbeatable by the darkness of the night and dignified like a castle. It was not as big as the real castle inhabited by the royal family, but it was bigger than any other inn in the vicinity, with a distinctly distinct atmosphere.

(Many Demonic Stones and Machina Guardian Loot for Wanderers. More than a hundred million dollars in extra time. Doesn't mean you don't have to worry about your nostalgia anymore. If so, the Inn in the corner must be excited!)

A luxury accommodation is something that has a luxurious dining style, such as the room, but above all, the quality of the housekeeper who works there is different. There is an exhaustive range of services, and specialists in each field may be present.

However, in that regard, Mira had already experienced the finest services. A fine overnight stay over any luxury accommodation. That's an overnight stay at Alkaite Castle. Royal castle, but naturally the room reserved for Mira has no complaints, the meal is eating the same as Solomon, the king, and all the maids who work for the royal castle have a selection of elites. Among other things, Mira's exclusive Lily technology is out of the group.

But that's a little different. So Mira moves on, feeling fresh. I wonder how many services this world-class adventurer will enjoy.

In fact, the loot Mira obtained this time is too treasure and may not be an easy substitute for the buyer to find, but Mira slipped through the entrance with the same sense of calculation as she once did.

The lobby, the face of the inn, was as luxurious as it looked and dazzled. The ceiling is lined with glowing chandeliers, fluffy carpets on the floor, and good-quality conditioning everywhere. If you ask me, it's as luxurious as I painted it, but that's why it was easy to understand, and the impression when it popped into my eyes was solid.

(Hmm, there are quite a few people out there. You're not like those adventurers, even if you are.)

It's a lobby with even a harsh atmosphere, but besides the thought of going inside, it was noisy. The situation is not so different from that of the other inns.

I looked around, and the audience wasn't just adventurers, it even had the merchant style of big shops and the appearance of tourist-like people. On the security side, and in making memories, it certainly seems like a good place to stay.

Mira at the reception worried that there would be no available room before that prosperity. However, it was said that there was still room available, which was this size.

But the cheapest room for 50,000 riffs a night is already full, with just a little 70,000 available and the rest, he said, between 100,000 and 150,000 rooms.

"Well, let's ask for 150,000 rooms"

Mira, who tried to get a quick verdict in the tallest room, received a golden key with a look all she wanted.

Apparently, only the keys to 150,000 rooms are golden. Mira walks to the large staircase in the center of the lobby as she twirls her fingers around as if to show off that key.

And on the way. A familiar name popped into Mira's ear.

"Hey, hey, did you hear that? Fuzzy Dice showed up in Haxthausen!

"I heard, I heard! I heard you got a notice from the Dores Chamber of Commerce."

"Yes, the Dores Chamber of Commerce! Suddenly it got bigger, but there aren't any good rumors."

"Yeah, yeah, they got an investigation into anything that had something to do with the chimeric closen we're talking about. But I didn't find any evidence. I'm glad you did."

"Looks like it. But it's okay now! My God, Master Fuzzy Dice is here. I'm sure Master Fuzzy Dice will find all the evidence, all the money you've earned with it!

Seeing the female adventurer indulging in the lobby waiting area caught my eye. I guess my buddies are in the process as well, they were all stifling with "Steaky" and all the chatter in between.