She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

Two hundred and eight.

Having spent the night in a very luxurious inn, Mira finished the toilet after resisting getting up only a little after morning and blew her drowsiness in the morning bath. And now, in the middle of breakfast.

"It's still meat. Meat is good."

This day's breakfast is sandwiched with consomme soup, fruit juice and the main thing. Roasted beef and cheese with tomatoes and a sandwich with lettuce. Full of volume and excellent basil sauce in the morning, that's what Mira had requested within yesterday.

The boulder should be a room of 150,000 a night, or if I stayed here, I had the privilege of having the best chef in the inn make me any breakfast I wanted. Mira used it to request a roast beef for dinner in the morning, so this sandwich came out.

"I've never had a sandwich this luxurious."

Mira, flattened with the first, squeaks in a good mood as she reaches for the second. That sandwich wasn't just sandwiched in bread. Roasted beef stuck in bread, stuffed with cheese, tomatoes, and lettuce. A superb dish where that excellent roast beef was used at all costs. That's two more. Moreover, roast beef and lettuce remain common, and the other two are different in other ingredients. The cheese was cream cheese, egg and mushroom sautéed, both with different delicacies, and Mira was very satisfied in the morning.

Checking out in a full mood with the breakfast over, Mira straddled Pegasus's back and straight to the Adventurers General Union.

The union is still very busy in the morning, only in a city where many adventurers gather. All kinds of procedures are somewhat crowded. But this time, the purpose of Mira's presence here is elsewhere.

Mira looked sideways at the noise and slid through between people, standing in front of a recycling box nestled in the corner of the union.

"This kind of thing is important."

A subtle disciplined Mira puts a permit in the recycling box for an ancient underground city that is out of use. Then the little girl's phantom appeared and she laughed away, "Thank you for your help, thank you." It is a mysterious technology, no matter how many times you look at it.

And some of the people who turned around raised their voices because they heard the recycling box early this morning. I was wondering if it might be the Spirit Queen over there. Then, at the same time, the gaze of those around him concentrated on Mira.

The Spirit Queen, rumored to be a glamorous beauty, was actually a pretty girl. While Mira was attacking an ancient underground city, I guess that truth was pervasive, I could hear more affirmations than there might be: "It's true," "Is that the Spirit Queen" or "Poor".

(Hmm, I'm not one of those famous adventurers like Cyril!)

Responding to her gaze as if she were expected to be directed at herself, Mira revels in grandeur that I am the Spirit Queen. But many came by again when they were doing so.

Mira was in a fierce question-attack, including what she thought about the battle at the time, her relationship with the King of the Spirit, the Jack Grave she fought with, whether it was true that she turned down Eleonora's invitation, and if you know a card game called Legends of Asteria, where a fan named Initials M and T. had received more gifts but preferred a union contact point for receiving them, and what color her pants were.

"... I'm sorry, but I have a rush to run!

Uncomfortable with the never-ending questioning attack, Mira jumped over the heads of the crowd on the "Open Walk" and fled. Along the way, Mira answers to a voice she didn't miss just one thing. "Please at the union in Lunatic Lake," he said.

"I'm in awe -"

As the voices of union members echo, the voices that seem unfortunate to the unions also rise from the crowd again. Some of them admired Mira for her brilliant quick escape. Furthermore, one person who got the answer to the question at an unexpected time laughed satisfactorily as he looked up at the ceiling, "Is it water?"

"Phew, in a week and a little while, things have changed a lot."

Did the information in St. Polly far away finally come through, or did what Mira said directly on the day she came, or both? Now the image of the wrong spiritual queen, a glamorous, extinct beauty, seems to be conveyed firmly in her original Mira appearance.

"But, well, this is going to change a lot."

It's hard to be a celebrity. Though I feel that way, Mira immerses herself in just a little bit of superiority, saying the rain of praise felt good. And now once, I think back to the voice I heard for a moment.

(What do you know about my fans?!

Yes, self-admiring, Mira walked out slowly.

Reiterating her own visibility, Mira made her way to the parking lot on the union's property, grinning damned that this would also be near the day of the subpoena reconstruction.

Parking lots are lined with wagons for carriages as well as users. The stables are separate, but the number of horses is considerably smaller than the wagons. In other words, that's all there is to it, such as the Necromancer's towing golem.

For adventurers, carriages are an important asset. At the same time, it was a kind of status. In addition to the price itself, there are maintenance costs, etc., so it is not something that a very rushing adventurer can have. Especially for fixed, grouped adventurers, it's also the first goal.

Therefore, the carriage becomes a sign indicating not only its convenience, but also its stability and good earnings.

There are so many carriages lined up here. In other words, there are only so many people in this city who can carry carriages.

(Until now, it was all similar, but the design of the carriage here is very different.)

Mira was observing a number of characteristic carriages as she looked around as she handed the parking attendant a certificate of deposit with a number to guide her to the place.

The location where Mira's wagon is located is a roofed parking lot that will be reserved for advanced adventurers, but she crossed the roofless parking lot before reaching there. At that time, although he saw countless carriages lined up, Mira thought that most of them were front carriages with similar or stopover designs, and most typically adventurer-inspired.

But the roofed parking lot was different. The carriages lined up there didn't have the same design as one.

habitability, driving, and durability. The carriages of advanced adventurers are all specially renovated to show off their advanced looks. But from what I saw, it was all for towing, and Mira's wagon, which still had a flying strut at the top, emitted an international discoloration among them. For that reason, the adventurers using the parking lot were paying some attention.

(Well, first of all, I wonder if we can use the communication device...)

After thanking the guide's attendant, Mira quickly opened the door to the break-in and began checking the communication device installed behind it, getting into the wagon so as to escape the adventurers' eyes.

The black box containing the communication device appears to be fixed inside the push-in and cannot be moved. So Mira dives into every upper body and relies on the intangible lights to proceed with the confirmation work. A little peek inside through the wagon window and my pants are in a rounded position, but I naturally didn't see how I cared about Mira for that.

The black box lid should be rolled appropriately after removal. Inside, this had a black machine in it again.

The machine has a receiver, and Mira gets it, like when she talks to Kagra on a communication device, wondering if she could just take it and connect it.

"Hey, So--"

I was about to say Solomon, and Mira put down her notice receiver. If we stay connected, it's a national secret to report.

There are many adventurers around today who use parking. It's a situation where we don't even know where and what kind of hearing ears stand. If you keep reporting this and someone asks you, there will be all sorts of speculation about finding the Nine Wise Men.

Now, within the deadline of the Limited Non-War Treaty. Its content is that of a war and a ban on everything that corresponds to it. There doesn't seem to be a problem when it comes to searching for our missing own people, but if we try to use the presence of the Nine Wise Men as a force of war, naturally things will be different.

In fact, it can be said that the practice of gathering the Nine Wise Men, both the strongest spears and shields, is quite remarkable in order to prepare for the expiration of the treaty period to come and to ensure defense.

In some cases, the mission that Mira is carrying out now, the search for the Nine Wise Men, is considered an act for war, and there is a risk that it will be disputed more than any other country.

Nevertheless, you won't have to worry that it will eventually be regarded as a violation if you get beaten up than if there were a prehistoric search for your own people. But to be sure, there must be a lot of obstruction from the inconvenient when the Nine Wise Men are in place in the future.

That's a pain in the ass. Mira decided to take steps to avoid being eavesdropped on.

A rosary summons floats in the wagon. And it faded to the point that Mira chanted, and the moment the summons was activated, it vanished as thin as Kasumi.

"Unlike yesterday, today is a much narrower place"

The one who appeared without signs or sound was the silent Spirit Words Lambert. "Oh, that's where you first met Mr. Mira when you look closely," he smiled somewhere happy after saying so as he looked around the wagon, becoming a summons for the second day in a row following the Machina Guardian battle.

"Then I fell asleep."

Mira, by contrast, responds to a bitter smile. My first encounter was when Words Lambert snuck up on Mira, who was asleep in the wagon. It was in the lake that Mira woke up.

"Speaking of which, you did"

If you want to meet someone when you recognize them, meeting Words Lambert was a slightly creepy situation for Mira: in a dark lake. But for Words Lambert, that sounds like another fun memory.

"So today, what's up?

From the circumstances, I'm clearly not in battle right now, etc. Words Rambale asks Mira, yes, as she checks out the window.

"Um, not really. I'm going to tell you a secret story that I won't let you leak. I want you to protect me from eavesdropping."

"I see, I get it. It's cheap."

The Pleasant Words Lambail exercises the power of its silence quickly and only. I can't wipe a plain impression without any change in appearance, but the effect is surface.

"Uhm, not boulders!

The power of silence that cuts off any transmission of sound to the surrounding area. The effect had also completely cut off the outside noise, which had been heard slightly, and the inside of the wagon was so silent that even a slight breathing noise could be heard.

"After that, it will connect well..."

The place is perfect. The only thing left is whether or not Solomon can be contacted by a communication device.

Mira got the receiver by shoving her torso into the push again. And I call out, "Solomon, hey, can you hear me?" hoping I'm connected.

It's been five seconds and I call you again. I'll call you back in five seconds. But I still didn't seem to be able to connect just because I took the receiver, and I didn't have any reaction.

"Hmm...... Looks like it still needs some kind of operation..."

Turning the receiver back, Mira roars as she examines the various buttons and levers on the communication device.

"Mira, what would that be?

Mira keeps talking to black objects even though no one is there. Words Lambert, who was staring at the communication device trying to peek in from behind Mira's back, wondered whether the action was bothering her.

"This is a communication device created with the technology of magic guidance engineering. It's good to be able to talk to people who are far away."

Mira answers with a little bit of skill, even though she flirts with the device. Communication devices are still expensive, and even more stringent regulations are not such that they are widely available to the public. When it comes to the wagons it's equipped with, it's military or some noble stuff. Therefore, Mira's wagon is special.

I can't help but be good at Mira, who was asking Solomon about it. But it was pointless for words-lambelle opponents who were not too concerned about such things.

"I see. People use these tools to have conversations far away."

Words Lambert looked impressed and stared back at the communication device. The spirits also have the means to communicate with the distant. Common to the spirits, it's called the Wind Newsletter. It is the wind spirits who send their words away in the wind.

"Well, if you know how to use it..."

Convenient tool for conversation at a distance. But tools are just as crappy if you don't know how to use them. Once now, Mira groaned bitterly with her receiver in her ear, and stuck to the same result.

"Ah, distance and conversation, Mr. Mira. What is it at a time like this? I have a message for you, and before I forget, may I have a moment?

Words Lambert, who remembered something, spoke so reluctantly to Mira thinking about what was going on.

"A message?

Message to yourself. Well, who is it from? Mira, who had no idea who that opponent was, turned around with a slightly surprised look, "From whom? inquire."

"Yes, actually...... that, that's a message from Antine. The next time Mira summoned me, she asked me to tell her, 'Let me summon you, please'. Yesterday it wasn't an atmosphere I could tell you about, but when I got back as it was, it was already depressing."

Words Lambert, laughing bitterly, explained how that happened.

The first and foremost cause was still the connection caused by the protection of the Spirit King. By the action of this power of connection, the spirits that Mira is contracting are in a state where they can have conversations even if they are far away.

And that is with the Spirit King whom the Spirits revere. While that alone was a tremendous favour, the other day Mira also made a pact with the Spirit Martel, the plant's ancestor. Again, for the spirits, this is a presence in line with the Spirit King. Moreover, it is Martel, who for a very long time was not even located. The reunion, he said, was such that a violent earthquake ran into the spiritual world.

Words Lambert says that Mira and the spirits that Mira is currently under contract to are admirable to the other spirits.

"Oh, my God, such a thing..."

It should be called a boulder, or for Mira, she has recently become quite casually discussable, but the existence of a Spirit King still seems special. And Martel was also talking about being just as special to the spirits.

"Perhaps naturally. For to our Spirit, the Spirit King and the Original Spirit are like parents. Even if you can't stay by your side, you can just hear your voice and get some rest."

When you sign a subpoena with Mira the Summoner, you can always listen to the Spirit King and Martel. I can feel it by my side even in the distance. Words Lambert said it was a very happy thing to do.

But in that place where I live with Sanctia, only Antine can hear the voice of the Spirit King and Martel directly. Words Lambert wrapped up the conversation, saying that he had been depressed for a long time and eventually left a message.