Around nine o'clock at night. Having successfully obtained the third letter, Mira had even come to the Great Temple in the center of the lowest level of the sixth layer.
"But it's big."
Mira whines as she looks up at the Grand Temple.
The Great Shrine was on every level, and its design and size were almost identical. But this sixth great temple is different. Because there is no Great Temple on the seventh level, which is the final level, it is three times bigger than before, because this is the last place.
And that's not all that's special. Naturally, the interior was also huge for that matter, and when we went inside through the entrance, there was a chapel about the size of a little arena in front of us. The ceiling is so high, everyone will be surprised at its vastness.
But what is special is the interior, not there. Previously, the Great Temple had the impression that age deterioration was noticeable everywhere and that the form of the Temple was just still there, but this place is something else. The stunning fine workmanship applied to all of the walls and columns was still powerful, and the ceiling was painted in clear colours with a paradise so vivid as to keep an eye on it.
There are not enough, strict, signs of holiness that can only temple a temple here.
Here, too, I think.
Mira confirmed multiple groups of adventurers resting by the way as she looked around such a chapel.
And they're also turning their gaze to Mira. Apparently, you're worried about Mira. Nevertheless, is that natural too? After nine o'clock at night, on the sixth floor of the B rank, a girl came alone. They can't possibly care less about the difficulty of the sixth tier because they're here.
(Hmm... Are those the ones for now?)
Mira walks over to one of those several groups. A group of men who are nearest to each other and stare at each other slowly. The composition seems to have a balance of three warrior classes and three magician classes. By the way, two of the magicians are women.
"Can I ask you something?
Yes. When Mira spoke, the man who was sending her gaze the most stood up. Its tall enough to exceed one hundred and eighty, and yet it has a truly sturdy body. I could tell it was quite hand-worked just by looking at it, but he had a hard face to say he was flattered.
As he walked out to Mira like that, he looked to Mira with dignity and benevolence. And the next moment.
"I'm called Bardon. Nice to meet you!"
Suddenly, when he offered his right hand, he introduced himself so loudly and clearly and vigorously.
"Ooh, ooh. I'm not Mira. Nice to meet you."
It was Mira who suddenly faced the matter, but well before I heard the story, I reconsidered whether I needed to introduce myself, and shook back the hand I was offered. Then again, it is the next moment.
"Yikes! Thanks!
Burdon gripped Mira's hand with both hands and smiled with a hard smile.
"What?"
I wonder what it is. What are you happy about? At the end of the day, Mira leans her neck in confusion at Burdon, who starts to snub to tears.
"Sorry, never mind"
When Spring finally started to get a little creepy about Burdon's emotional instability when he started saying thank God and so on, a man from the magician, who would be one of his people, came and leaned back and took his gripping hand away. And at the same time threw him, a big man, to the side of the group.
"Oh, that's not intangible. You're not as skilled as you are."
I wonder if the back of the man who is a magician is around one hundred and seventy, not far from Burdon in physical terms. But it seems certain that he was a considerable magician, and the intangibles that seemed to have thrown Burdon away were indeed brilliant and vivid constructions.
"I don't come here alone as much as you do. There was another big sign with you earlier. I see it as a service technique, but how about it?
"Um, you're right. A summoner."
When Mira answers that confidently, the adventurers who were watching the far-roll shrug slightly. There were various emotions interspersed there, such as surprises, doubts, and admiration for ridicule.
"You're a summoner... I don't hear any rumors of activity at all, but you're where you are."
The magician's man stares at Mira, as he observes. Shortly thereafter, from behind, he said, "Look at my daughter-in-law with nasty eyes!" The voice rose.
"What the hell?
To an unintelligible word, when Mira turned her gaze, there was Burdon, wasting his time, and those who seized it.
"I thought you were a grown-up for a while, here we go again. I've told you many times at the encounter not to propose all of a sudden. Your proposal is confusing in the first place. Oh, my God, if I shook hands, I'd get married or something. Of when it's too obstinate."
I was scolding Burdon, as his people would say. And Mira, hearing the words, makes a point. I was wondering if the meaning of the word 'hello', which he said, was meant to be nice to meet you.
"Never mind, it's like a seizure. I've been healing lately, but I'm sure you've risen too cute."
When the magician said that like he was scared, he said again, "Don't talk to my wife!" The noisy voice sounds.
"Since I heard about my childhood daughter getting married, oh, my God"
The magician's man talks pompous. Burdon said he was going to pick up childhood when he got big, but he didn't even confess to that promise in the first place. As a result, they got married first, and they started acting like they were proposing to each other where and how this happened.
While we're having that conversation, there's a couple of burdon bullshit going on.
"I'm really, really sorry"
"No, the lords are in trouble, too. A little sympathy."
Mira said so from the bottom of her heart to the man of the sorcerer who smiled bitterly. It is not an illustration, but the magician's man said that Bardon is a respectable person with no complaints at all if he is capable of being an adventurer about anything other than this.
"So, uh, there's something you want to ask us, right?
"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
Try to change it and go back, and Mira nods as she remembers. He faced a sudden burdon outburst, but Mira regains her mind and turns to the magician's man.
"I'm not Mira. Normally, hello."
"Oh, I'm Hans. Say hello normally."
Mira and Hans exchanged regular introductions, just to re-order. After a glimpse of Burdon, whose head is chilled in the distance, and then a bitter laugh at each other, Mira finally mouthed the question.
"Now look for people. Did you see a necromancer on a broken bicorn bone in this layer? Maybe they're wearing black cloaks with messy magic formations and fingering gloves on their hands."
A necromancer on a bicorn. I mean, if you haven't witnessed Seoul Howl. However, in the sixth layer, the narrow or narrow paths are intricately intertwined, making it easier for one body to move, and possibly the bicorn to pull in. I think so. Mira cited the characteristics of the Seoul Haul costume, which she had consistently focused on since the time of the game. Sage's robe is undressed because his identity is too intense, otherwise. If my taste hadn't changed so much, I'm sure I'd still be using it. Two things.
"I haven't seen a bicorn bone, but maybe even a black eyelid in my right eye?
Immediately after hearing Mira's question, Hans asked back. Black eyelid in right eye. Seoul Haul did not wear such a thing at the time, but it seemed like a fashion item that could be adequate given his character. But more than that, it's important to note that such words came out of Hans's mouth.
"What, do I look familiar?
"Oh, I remember you so well."
Hans, who replied so, "That was just about the time last night," began to tell the details as he remembered.
About the time now, that is, after nine o'clock at night. After a job, the man showed up with multiple golems in this Grand Temple where the adventurers were slowly resting their bodies. And as it was, he went down to the seventh floor without resting through the Great Temple.
"When I saw you, yesterday today, I was surprised to hear that the magician's solo attacker was here again. But maybe that's why he came pinning right away."
Although there is the power of the Golem, it still seems that the attack by the magicians alone is a peculiar reflection from Hans and his general adventurers. Besides, Mira showed up alone the next day. I wondered if the people involved might be related to each other because they have some connection with each other. Yes, Hans laughs.
And at that arrow tip, Mira's mouth mentioned yesterday's man traits, so she changed her predictions to certainty.
"Especially since the black cape you mentioned was very impressive. And a similarly designed black eyelid. Somehow, I thought you were dressed strangely. I haven't even looked at it yet, so I don't know if I was wearing gloves."
"No, it would be enough if we were that consistent. I'm pretty sure he's my hunter."
Seoul Howl. In addition to his face as an immortal daughter enthusiast, he also had a side commonly referred to as Sickness II. You're the one who comes in from the shape. The black eyelid, which I didn't have at the time, would be one of the symptoms that might make me sufficiently obstinate. Mira concludes so.
"Thank you for the information. Thank you."
Mira thanked him by looking through some of the fruits collected in the sixth layer from the item box and handed them to Hans as feelings.
"I didn't expect to find it in fresh fruit on the sixth layer. I appreciate this. It'll help."
"If you're happy, you're lucky."
Normally, it takes a month to get down to the sixth floor. The original ancient underground city is such a dungeon. For this reason, the majority of food to be brought in is preserved, and only fresh food can be picked in facilities that are still in operation, as hidden by the way.
And the facility, but everywhere is a troublesome place. Given safety, extending your legs that far is not a good idea. For this reason, fresh food was more delightful than Mira thought.
"Well, I hope your adventure is safe."
"Oh, you too. Going after that guy is going to be the seventh tier, isn't it? I've come this far all by myself. You seem to be quite capable, but the seventh layer is also considerable. Be careful."
"Um, let's order the liver"
From the seventh tier, it becomes A-rank, and its difficulty is high enough to be a group recommendation among the same A-ranks. Still, not yet for Mira, but that's why being alert is dangerous. Knowing better about it, Mira did take Hans' advice and snorted.
"By the way, the night's offense gets more dangerous, but are you going to keep coming down right now, too?
When we split up, Fujihans says so.
Since the fourth level, this ancient underground city has seen its offensive difficulty jump at once at night compared to other dungeons. The cause of this is skeleton. Because on nights when the power of the shadows grows stronger, it is time for immortal demons to become active and more powerful.
Adventurers who make money in ancient underground cities return to temples and grand temples, where demons do not lean, just before nightfall. So I can't go hunting extra far away.
As a result, there are many adventurers in ancient underground cities, but for the sake of size, hunting grounds may not be sparsely scattered.
And within that range, there are no operational facilities, so fresh fruit is more valuable.
Note that when I was in the game age, there was a logout, so if there was at all a competing group, it was normal to move to another location.
"I'm tired today. I'm not going to rest here."
Mira answers so, looking around the chapel fifty meters from end to end beyond. And I smiled like I could think of, "Slowly, because I want to take a shower," he said a little loudly and deliberately.
"Do you want to take a shower? I wish I could do that, but it's gonna be hard on boulders."
In the sixth floor of the ancient underground city, there is no place to serve as a source of water. Therefore, water cannot be obtained unless it is brought in or produced by intangibles or the like. However, the amount that can be brought in has a limit of the maximum weight of the item box. And it's an intangible technique that produces water, but it actually consumes a lot of mana, and it consumes an intermediate amount of mana to produce about a glass of water.
The amount of general magician's mana healing is not that high. If you do that, it sounds like hunting the next day.
Incidentally, some sorcery and the like deal with water, which produces large quantities of water, but consumes less mana than intangibles.
The difference is due to the presence or absence of mana fixation. Simply put, the magic water will be misty for a short time, but the intangible water will always be there. Therefore, there is no reason to substitute it with magic.
From the above, you will see that it is not easy to secure enough water to be showered. But Mira answers confidently.
"No, it would be easy if it were in my hands. I'm a summoner!
Just here, Mira has put more emphasis on the part called Summoner. Then, apparently, Hans notices, "Oh well," he mutters.
"A summoner can summon water spirits. That would certainly be realistic."
Ask the Spirit who directs the water for easy things like showers. And the summoning magician can summon the spirit if the contract is completed, and the consumption of mana can be suppressed compared to the intangible art. I mean, you can take a shower all you want.
"Was there such a use of summoning techniques?"
I see. Hans speaks up as he was impressed. and it was then.
"Can I take a shower?"
"Really!? Really!?"
I guess you were listening to Mira and Hans, two of his fellow female magicians pushing Hans over and eating him up so desperately in shape.
"Oh, um. My summons will be easy."
Forced by the two women, Mira gets a little upset by the impending appearance, but also makes her chest stretch, emphasizing it as a summons.
"Please, let me bathe too!" Clean Towel Paper "ran out, and it was already the limit!
"Me too, please! This spiciness, I believe the same girl would understand!
I guess that was the limit for the rest of it. The two female magicians began to plead with Mira, making sure it was stubborn. At the same time, Mira is convinced of their desperation. Sure, don't smell a little.
According to the story of those two people who named themselves Colette to Eti, apparently Hans and his group have been staying for nearly two months since diving into an ancient underground city. Because of this, they said that packing in the item box took up most of the essential tools and chemicals for food, drinking water, and adventure, and they couldn't bring in any extra convenience items.
One such convenient item, clean towel paper. It's for sale at the Dinoir Chamber of Commerce. That's five thousand riffs in a pack of ten. They say that they can be washed up to the hair as well as the body, and the ones they have finished using are excellent that can be reused instead of firewood as they are. But the two of them managed to bring it in this way. That ran out a week ago, he said.
By the way, the men have something similar that makes them 'refreshing towels', but that's just to wipe the minimum dirt, which means they can never be borrowed because of the type they use over and over again.
When they became adventurers, the two of them firmly assumed that this would happen. But in the face of reality, there's something about being ready to get brittle. It's enough for me to feel it myself, and half the women left are screaming maidens, the two tell each other off.
And I hear Hans and the others have three more days to stay.
"I don't mind. Summoning is not tolerant, you can bathe as much as you like!
Having seen the reality of the general adventurers, Mira giggles a little sympathy for the two of them, as well as the fact that this is convenient. Because not only Hans and the rest of the group of adventurers were paying more attention to what was going on earlier, thanks to the noise they made in their voices.
The Great Temple on the sixth floor of an ancient underground city. The adventurer here, who is a B-rank difficulty, naturally has the strength to do so. We'll find out later, but Burdon and others may have two names in A-rank.
If they show them how capable summoning is, they should be able to dispel the bad impression of summoning that spreads to the public.
"In the corner shower. Better have a place to take a slow bath."
Having thought of it that way, Mira said so to the two female magicians who were happy with their hands raised.
"Right, it's a bit of an alley here, isn't it?"
"If you go up the stairs over there, there's a room you've always used to wipe your body!
Agree or no, two people rushing out. Mira calls those two off. We don't have to go out of our way.
Well, the two of you leaning your neck over what it means. The adventurers around us seem to be concerned again and are observing Mira's trends.
In the meantime, Mira walks to the corner of the chapel with its magnificent footsteps and wide open spaces. And set goals in just the right place.
"Summoning can do things like this."
Mira finally activated the subpoena all the time. Yes, the Spirit Mansion.
When a large magic formation runs through the ground and gleams, its light gathers instantly to create a single shape. And when the light subsided, there was a magnificent building sitting there all the time.
"Huh! What's this!?"
"Little Mansion......?
All of a sudden, what appeared in front of me was a noble mansion about the size of a bungalow, yet only splendid in appearance. That, the two women are confused by the strange sight, and those around them who were observing, wonder what that is.
"It's still small, but it's convenient enough."
Just from the outside, the charm of the Spirit Mansion is hard to understand. Smiling that he had done so himself at first, Mira let him open the mansion door.
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