She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

Two hundred fifty.

"By the way, if I were to buy it, I'd give you three million riffs."

After finishing his explanation of what a latent cape is for a warcraft, the director added that. At first glance it was plain but seemed to be a fairly expensive substitute.

"Oh, my God! So that's not the situation..."

Mira looked softly towards the corner. At the end of the line of sight, after a joke called for a joke, the adventurers began to decide who owned the cape. It's a really strange situation, deciding whose drop it is.

If it's a drop, shouldn't we leave it with the union first? With that in mind, Mira revisits her mind and reconfirms the display of the "lock-on M-type".

"Mm... this is"

As Grandpa's winner put up his cape, Mira turned her attention to the mark indicating that he was eligible for registration. Then, what happened, is the mark pointing to the bulletin board of the request until earlier suitable for another place?

And the sign showed what to hide, the winner of the game.

"Ho ho... I see... still..."

Mira takes the "lock-on M-shape" and circles around the winner. Then again, the display was always directed at capturing the winner.

"Uh... what is it?

I guess I was anxious about Mira's inexplicable behavior. The winner asks in such a way as fear. Mira replied with a slight smile.

"My God, this magic tool that registered Fuzzy Dice is pointing you to the Lord."

Hearing the words, the man who picked up the cape peered into Mira's indication of "which" and "lock-on M-shaped" in hand.

"Sure. You're still referring to this."

That's what the man testified about, and the eyes of everyone there were pointed at the winner. At that moment, the winner trembles frighteningly, turning away from the joy of cape acquisition. And I said, "Wait, wait. It's not me!?" he began desperately insisting.

If I say no, it makes me look extra suspicious. Gradually sharper gaze. But that turned into laughter the next moment.

"Well, I'll see you then. Think of the situation, the problem is with the cloak."

When I first looked for the direction indicated by "Lock-on M", there was a cape, and the next time I checked, it pointed to the winner holding the cape. In other words, if you think about it a little bit, you're reacting to the cloak. The bellies that beat Jahn, the adventurers, seemed to stare at the winner while everyone knew that.

Naturally, Mila, who was aware of the possibility, then plunders the cloak from the blinding winner's hand. And I put that on the appropriate table and just checked the 'lock-on M' type once.

Then what do you think? The indication, even the indication, continues to point to the cloak.

Can Fuzzy Dice also be turned into a cape? Mira turned to the director when such an imagination had passed her head, but there would be no such thing in the boulder. How do you deduce this situation?

Also, the other adventurers seemed to think so, and their gaze gathered naturally at the director.

"Apparently, my operation was being read."

The director said so lightly, staring at the cloak placed on the table. The rhetoric seemed to predict that fuzzy dies would be the only way to take this much action.

And as always, the director starts to talk about the upside of things.

Lock-on M-type instrument for recording and tracking Fuzzy Dice mana. It is a type falling product and has various other constraints besides the conditions of use, but its performance is certain. Even when I was in active use, once I recorded it, I never missed the killer.

However, there was only one shortcoming. It is impossible to discern what mana was recorded.

Nothing with mana is just organisms. Mana dwells in various things in nature. And the more powerful the equipment with the grant effect, the stronger the mana, and sometimes the "lock-on M-type" may be incorrectly recorded.

In other words, depending on the circumstances, it is possible to completely escape the tracking of the "lock-on M-type" by discarding the equipment worn.

Nevertheless, that is not an easy means. Essentially, it is because the mana with the equipment is hard on the surface and the mana that people naturally wrap around takes precedence. Reversing this would require a fairly powerful piece of equipment, something that would not be able to do so, such as throw away so many substitutes.

"So it's time for that cloak"

After taking a breath, the director spoke to reassert the effect of the 'lurking cape for the warcraft', and remarked the conclusion. The cloak that hides the wearer's mana and wraps it around it is the biggest natural enemy for the Lock-on M-shape.

Moreover, compared to powerful equipment from tens of millions to more than hundreds of millions, a cloak would do about three million. Therefore, it is a great way to use it as an escape from the "lock-on M-type".

"Hmm...... So Fuzzy Dice was already wearing this?"

Somewhere at some point, the director's maneuver to use the "lock-on M-type" was missed. I guess that's why Fuzzy Dice could have prepared so many perfect means.

Where the hell did the information get leaked? Mira thought back to when she was having those exchanges... where she felt mundane discomfort. Think of it, the first place we talked about these stories was in the corner of the boulevard. Will there be confidentiality, for example, in operations that speak in such places?

When Mira noticed the incident, the director grinned.

With the cape in his hand, the director slowly moves the wheelchair forward and stops in front of one adventurer. And look to that adventurer and ask.

"By the way, I'd like to ask you there, isn't this... yours?

With words, the director gently offered the cape. I wonder then, have different and hasty colors come to mind in the face of the spoken adventurer? But the adventurer does not answer.

Further, the director went on. He told me that he had heard in advance in all the stores dealing with that cloak and that he had found a store that had sold the 'lurking cloak for the anti-warcraft' in the past few days, precisely between the time he did speak of this operation and today.

"I went west for a short time on this main street in front of me and went on a sidewalk with a coffee shop on the corner. I heard about the customer who bought this cape at the Survivor Art Store, which is popular with the Scouts class, and it's really about you and Melon."

Yes, the director pointed out, apparently, that was true. It was enough to know how the man was in a state of being cornered in the words of the director in everyone's eyes.

"No way, you...!?"

It should be certain that Fuzzy Dice is still lurking in this due to the blockade of the union and the effect of the junction. If so, it is reasonable to assume that you have taken off the cloak you have made into, and have been misled as an adventurer.

I guess that's what they all thought, one by one, the man had a glimpse of suspicion.

(Hmm... Still no suspicious reaction)

As a precaution, Mira examined the union by Biosensing. Maybe because I made it look like I disguised myself as someone else and thought I was lurking somewhere. But that doesn't look like it. If so, it is still likely that one of the adventurers in front of you is Fuzzy Dice.

And now, the most suspicious would be the man the director pointed out. Because the "latent cape for warcraft" itself is a popular product, they have sales there, at a considerable price. But according to the director's research, only one has been bought in the last few days.

Isn't it a good chance that whoever bought one of the issues is here at this time because it's a union where a large number of adventurers go?

"Ma, wait! It's not me! I... I just...!

The reasons for the Director's suspicion were convincing. Therefore, the gaze of the adventurers is directed more strongly at the man. Then the cornered man, as if to be driven away, stepped two steps and backwards, finally turning his back on the wall, said, "Listen to me! scream."

The man said, "I... I was just asked!," he continued, desperately beginning to speak of the illustration.

he says. Two days ago, a stranger called me and asked me to procure a "latent cape for anti-warcraft." Moreover, the reward was expensive, and the price for purchasing the cape was advanced, so he undertook it in two replies.

In addition, half of the remuneration is paid in advance. The other half also waited here because it was a promise to pay this much time at this place today.

And the excuse the man uttered was such content.

"Asked, hey..."

One of the adventurers whines with the suspicious eye intact. In addition, most of the others reacted similarly, and they only thought they had spoken of the confusion.

In fact, Mira also had the impression that it was a much shallower excuse. It is a constant phrase of a person charged with something such as being asked to do.

But if this man was really Fuzzy Dice, would he make such an excuse?

Apparently, the director, too, felt the same discomfort as Mira, and since hearing the man's explanation, he had creased between his eyebrows, which seemed much more difficult.

Mira thinks. The director told me that Fuzzy Dice's impression was bolder and invincible. If they see you, they'll show you who you are. That's the figure of Fuzzy Dice that Mira holds.

Mira felt that way, staring at the man. And I realize.

(Mmm... this is)

Mira smiled at the other adventurers just as she looked around and was convinced. But as early as it is to reveal it, Mira remains silent. Because this is the scene where detectives and thieves are fighting. It is something called wildness, such as mouthing from side to side in a man's battle.

"Here's the proof!

In his suspicious gaze, the suspicious man poked it at the director when he asked him to take a piece of paper out of his luggage compartment.

That was, apparently, a crack. They told me it was necessary to receive the other half of the reward, and they gave it to me.

"Hum, is this Joker's tramp...?

One of the jokers torn in half. Where the director looked seriously at it, one voice rose from among the fuzzy adventurers.

"So you were."

Turning to those words, there was a man who looked like a new American adventurer in everything. The man comes forward unafraid of the gaze he gathers, letting him take a piece of paper out of his little porch.

Then, then. From his porch, a flickering piece of paper fell and slipped into the director's wheelchair.

"Oh, excuse me"

The man rushed over in a panic and picked up the paper. Then make sure to refit and match the first piece of paper removed to the torn joker held by the director.

"Not perfect."

The card-substituted cards fit perfectly. In other words, there were no lies about the reward.

On that evidence, the New American adventurer testified that there was a man with a crack in the crack at this time of the place, so he asked the person to give it to him, and he kept a small sachet. Besides, isn't he also, along with his role, highly rewarded?

It should be noted that the paper I dropped earlier was that detailed instruction. When I was shown it, it did say something about the exchange of rewards.

"I'm relieved to have accomplished this."

When a new American man smiles, the suspected man also gives a reassuring look that you were helpful in coming out. And they just laughed that they had done one job with each other.

And, so, fu, one adventurer speaks the question.

"But. I mean, I had a cape ready on purpose. Maybe you were expecting this?

Meaning of the word a man said. That was an operation that, after being questioned, made the appearance of a prepaid reward handover, making sure that the reason "asked me to buy it" was a definite one.

"Um, you're right. It's about him. That line is likely enough."

The director also agrees with the man's words. In fact, the suspicion that had been placed on the man of suspicion by the earlier exchange of rewards was, at that moment, brilliantly clear. Besides, it is a state in which everyone remains equally suspicious that there is fuzzy dies in this.

Fuzzy Dice may have created such a state by making one person appear. Moreover, when I asked the characters about the client, they said that he was a man with no particular characteristics such as this.

A man without character. It's a classic Fuzzy Dice outfit.

says the director. If the suspicion is cleared completely, it is rarely suspected again. There is also the hindsight that I have doubted, that everyone is more likely to come naturally and to take his people off the choices.

"Fuzzy Dice is also believed to have targeted it"

Once now, the director looked at the man of suspicion with the kind of eye he would observe. Then a little later, the director gives a look like he noticed something and throws one question at the man of suspicion. "By the way, can I ask your class?".

"As you can see, I'm a swordsman."

The man of suspicion, while slightly inclined to his neck, replied so. As the saying goes, the dubious man was lightly dressed but wearing a long sword and, above all, dressed typically as a swordsman. It therefore appears to have questioned the Director's question, but is next convinced by the words spoken by the Director.

said the director. Based on previous experience, Fuzzy Dice is supposed to be a demon.

"Then will you clear my suspicions with this one?"

If Fuzzy Dice is a demon, he can show proof that he is not a magician. The man who interprets it that way moves to an empty space in the union. And when I pulled out my sword, I let him roll out one "Fighting Art". The moves you unleash using your heightened fighting spirit are something you cannot use unless you are in a warrior class.

"What do you think? Is my suspicion clear?

Somewhere proudly turned, the man of suspicion, while telling the director, had a glimpse of Mira. It seemed casual, but it was actually a confident move.

"It was an unquestionably brilliant move"

The man's moves were certain.

There will be many magicians who can handle swords. But there is no such thing as a magician who can use Martial Arts. In other words, he was proven to be a swordsman and not a fuzzy dice as declared.

The director turned straight to the man who cleared up such suspicions and apologized for doubting him. A man replies to such a director that he doesn't care at all. And while I grinned bitterly that I should have doubted someone the same way in that situation, I laughed good because I got a hefty reward for being in a questionable role.

So one suspicion cleared up. If so, Fuzzy Dice will still be lost among the remaining adventurers. Reasoning has gone back to shaking it out.

However, due to the earlier exchange, one solution was also floating around.

"If I could, I would have liked to guess Zubari instead of this kind of lice crunchy way..."

He was somewhat of a dissatisfied director, but that was it. The questionable adventurers took the initiative and began to prove it.

The method is simple. Just prove your class, like a man who cleared his suspicions. In other words, they will each perform Fighting Arts.

At this time, Mira was just a little excited. He was a magician and a wise man of the Silver Tower. Therefore, he is familiar with the technique. But I still haven't heard about Martial Arts.

For this reason, Mira was interested in what the current adventurers call their moves. However, Mira's desire doesn't seem to come true this time.

Half of the dozen adventurers who were there, like earlier, performed The Art of Fight. However, in the game age, it was said that there were only a few people in the Art of Fight, but over the years drilling and efficiency seemed to have improved, and many similar moves were seen.

(Hmm...... Well, indoors. Can't you even use a big move?)

I thought about this, Mira, because it was all about moves that were similar or stopping by, even though I used different scores. But the place is the place, and the situation just has to prove that Martial Arts can be used.

Mira regrets that the opportunity to come to terms with today's "Fighting Arts" situation is coming to a close. However, the last adventurer's "Fighting Arts" will only rejuvenate my feelings a little bit.

"Mine doesn't seem as straightforward as any of you."

The female swordsman, who preceded her at the beginning, has asked Mira to help. Anything, he wants you to let go of one apple.

"Um, you should throw it."

"Yes, thoughtfully, please"

The female swordsman, who nodded and answered, closed his eyes intact. Then the next moment, Mira realizes that she did something. That was invisible, I didn't feel it, and there was no difference from earlier. But intuition works. He said we shouldn't go near him.

Also, the adventurers who were there seemed to feel it, and the deliberate air drifted out around the area.

At that time, the female swordsman says, "I'll leave all the direction and timing of the throw to you".

(Ooh, this looks awesome...!

I can expect something. Mira, who thought so, as she was told, measured the timing and even threw all the apples she had received from the direction of becoming a blind spot.

At the next moment, the female swordsman flips herself and dodges a brilliant direct hit of the apple. Besides, didn't you try pulling out your sword right after that and slashing the flying apple from behind and breaking it both ways?

The man who was just over there takes the apple broken in two. And after staring seriously at the apple, I raised my voice that this was amazing.

"Something... you felt like a master in one way or another"

Adventurers thrive when it's something stunning. One of them expressed that sentiment. In other words, he said it seemed like it was the sensual one of those who raised the sword, not the Martial Arts with a fighting spirit.

Mira also felt like mastery by some sharpened sensation. And the director also said it only looked like a pure swordsman's move.

But the female swordsman denies all those praises and tells her that what is now is indeed "fighting art".

"In our village, these were collectively called" Heavenly Kings ". And Heavenly Kings is a power that only those who do not possess the gift of a magician can master."

Apparently, according to the story of the female swordsman, the treatment of struggle had evolved independently in her village. The effect is that it stands out in "inner practice". And earlier, what she showed seemed to perceive everything that came into a certain range around herself.

(I see. Sure looks like Martial Arts, but still, it doesn't seem like an exaggeration when it comes to mastery)

Just as magicians deal with various techniques such as attack, healing, and aiding by mana, warriors also use fighting and do anything but attack. Nevertheless, it is not omnipotent as in art, but predominantly capability enhancement.

The Art of Fight can improve physical abilities such as temporary muscle strength, agility, and endurance enhancement. That's Inner Practice.

Mira knows "Inner Training" is the Law of Remnants of Fire that enhances all abilities used by a certain friend, in addition to the simple improvement of each ability. And Solomon only used the Blood Crystal Armor, which increases all resistance to bleeding.

Apparently, however, from the story of the female swordsman, the "Art of Fighting" in the "Inner Training" system is likely to have many other things.

Mira is a magician, so she can't use it when she finds out. But if you know you have something like that, you can do a lot to help you stand around when you confront those people.

The opponent looks like a magician this time, but I don't know when or where I'm going to meet a warrior.

I was able to get good information about this. Mira thanked the female swordsman.