She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN) - Chapter 312

Three hundred and eleven

I dyed my hair black, put on my glasses, and changed my clothes. I'm sure they won't notice you're a spiritual queen.

Mira, who was dropped off by Teresa and followed by a Magical Nights booth, confidently began searching for Maylin.

The main confirmation is the noisy stage when it's a battle challenge. But when I checked for an hour or two, I never saw Maylin.

Then and Mira peeked into her face in addition to the occasional quarrel disturbances she saw. If the bloodthirsty get together, we'll see these skirmishes, and the guards are going to be busy.

"Hmmm... haven't we had a fight on the boulder"

Although we have glimpsed nearly a dozen quarrels, quarrels are still quarrels. No matter how much you like fighting, Maylin, who boasts of martial arts, can't just be fighting.

After rethinking that, Mira revolved around a special stage where she was having a fighting match or something again.

In addition to boxing styles and game formats such as foot moves only, there were also different types of battle-related stages, ranging from swordsmanship matches using bamboo knives to throwing balls at each other like snowball matches.

One hour, two hours, three hours. Occasionally, a two-named adventurer comes out, and the stage thrives, but the intended Maylin does not.

As such, only time had passed, and it was time for the sun to set and the moon to begin to shine in the sky.

Seemed to be closing already, and many of the special stages that were so busy were all starting to clean up. The visitors are also returning with Zorozolo. Apparently, I can't look for him anymore today.

(I'm sure you're here... I didn't know it was this big anymore.)

Mira laughs bitterly that although there is a lot on the way and by the way she was distracted, she couldn't get around everything.

This venue, set up as a venue for martial arts competitions, was so large that it was comparable to a major theme park. Moreover, various special stages dot such premises as if they were attractions.

Even if it's because the movement is easy to read Maylin, when it's this wide, it's not going to be easy to find. Mira changes her mind.

However, walking around proved that the effect of the disguise was excellent. Ever since I got dressed like this, I've never been able to find out that I'm a spiritual queen. But even in its place, I was able to speak to a man who looked mild.

The previous title of Spirit Queen and the change from a beautiful girl with a somewhat extraordinary atmosphere to a normal beautiful girl seems to have made it easier to speak up.

"Hey, hey, you know, I'm going to dinner, so why don't you join me?

"No, because I have plans. Let's not."

Mira, who gently embellishes the numb man that way and disperses before he tries to hold him back. It's something I'm used to.

That's how Mira, who gave up looking for Maylin today, relaxed back to the entrance and exit of the fighting arena. There, it looks like the tournament is still open. It was still bright and busy.

(Tomorrow, how did you find it?)

I found it inefficient that this breadth was the way they did it today. So what do we do next? Yes, when I was thinking about my plans for tomorrow.

"Huh? Do you also write where you stay? Trouble... I haven't decided yet because everything was full."

"Oh, if that's the case, let me introduce you to the Games Sponsored Inn. Give this bill to the innkeeper and we'll take care of it."

And that's what I heard. Seeing it was like an exchange at the tournament reception.

(Write where you're staying... then?

Having found the possibility in the words, Mira asked the attendant who was nearby. I was wondering what was necessary for the reception of tournament appearances. Then the attendant, while a little confused to see Mira, gave me the details.

Anything, there are various terms and conditions at the reception for the tournament, and first of all, the prospective entrants need to fill out a dedicated form with their name, age, class, and even their place of stay.

Why, write to your place of stay. When asked in detail, it was to understand the status of the accommodation.

This is the largest martial arts tournament with tens of thousands of contestants and spectators. It was necessary to facilitate the management of the accommodation, the division of guests, and guidance. That's why there's such a fill-in field.

(I see... I mean, if you look at that roster, you're going to know where Maylin is staying)

It's about her. I'm sure the reception for the tournament has already been completed. In these cases, it is Maylin's nature to finish the process as a matter of priority in order to definitely compete.

Now we have our next hand. Check the tournament roster and get to Maylin.

Martial Arts Idiot...... Though only martial arts are in my head, I should know how much the influence of my name is. As for the name, I'm sure he uses a pseudonym.

But it is about her. It is definitely a simple pseudonym that is easy to understand, such as Mae Mae or Lynn Lynn Mae. If you look around, you should be able to squeeze it there.

As for age, I am anxious to see if Maylin counts firmly, so I cannot count on it.

And class, but when this became the best judgment material, Mira was convinced. Even if, for some reason, they had named a pseudonym that was completely unexpected, they should be able to narrow it down a lot just by filling out the fields in this class.

I once had this conversation when I was getting a martial arts guide from Maylin. I'm a real and martial artist, so this is a light chat about martial arts magicians and such. Maylin then began to say that she liked it a lot and from that day on she was a martial arts fairy, not a fairy.

Maylin says it means martial arts and fairy arts, both to be praised.

From that background, I'm sure that's what they fill out on the roster. So no matter how many fairy talent contestants there are, using that as a guide, it shouldn't be that hard to find.

The only problem is with that roster. I just told you to show me, and you can't possibly show me. However, since this is the Nirvana Empire, the possibilities remained ample.

"Sometimes, I think it's going to be quite informative, but is it okay to manage it?

When I asked the attendant so to try it out, I returned the information I wanted to know exactly. He said he had no worries at all because he was being kept responsibly by the Martial Arts Games' steering committee. In other words, the roster of contestants is on its steering committee.

"Don't worry about that. I'm sorry I held you back."

The necessary information was obtained. Leaving the scene in gratitude to the attendant, Mira decides on her next destination and walks out.

This martial arts tournament is held as a major national event. If so, it will also be under the jurisdiction of the State with its Steering Committee.

If so, then it's the turn of power.

(I have to tell you that I'm me, but I've already found out. Why don't we take it spoiled for a while)

Permission from the Management Board shall be required to check the roster. To do this, it's quick to get in contact with the upper echelons of the country and get them to keep their mouth shut. And such upper management and Mira were more or less acquainted. Moreover, because they were invited not as contestants but as commentators at this competition, it is certain that their acquaintances feel that Mira is a Dumblrf.

Then the conversation is quick.

At last, it's Ali who wants you to stay.

Based on what we were talking about earlier at the reception, looking for an inn after negotiations is going to break my bones. But for once, I've been invited as a commentator, so I'll probably have a room for you. With that in mind, Mira quickly walked out toward the royal castle.

Residential neighborhood near the royal castle. Stone splendid mansions and stunning cobblestones with patterns. And elegant street tree-lined roads. Illuminated by city lights illuminated at equal intervals, it was a section where aristocratic mansions and public establishments gathered and still looked little different than it was then, thirty years later.

There are already nights, and there are few people on the main roads of such residential areas. Occasionally enough, servant-like and patrol soldiers pass by.

"Okay... looks like you've been there"

And that's where Mira travels through such a residential neighborhood, dropping off the patrol's back before showing up more than in the shadow of an implant. Because at this hour of the night completely, walking alone in a place like this threatens to be coached.

Mira, who goes as far as possible not to meet people, especially not to be found by patrol soldiers, is as if it were Kosovo mud or something.

(Speaking of which, I should report it to Solomon for once)

As we approached the castle, Mira thought so. I'm sure when you ask me to show you the roster, they'll ask you why. At that time, I would say that it is to find Maylin, but it is a matter of state secrecy that Mira is searching for Maylin, or the Nine Wise Men. Though he is a thoughtful opponent, he is in another country for once. If so, you should leave Solomon a report or so.

In that case, it's time for the communications device in the wagon. It was just Mira trying to contact me all the time quickly, but that's where I think. In this kind of residential neighborhood, where nobles are also present, I was wondering if the patrol soldiers would be suspicious if they kept wagons like street parking.

When that happened, Mira reconsidered that it would be a hassle, thinking of moving to a discreet location before using the wagon's communication device.

Sure, there must have been a park nearby.

If it hadn't changed from then on, the big park I remember would have stayed the same. With that in mind, Mira quickly headed to the park.

National Evergreen Forest Park. It was as if the forest had been planted as it was.

One kilometer square park in the middle of the city. It was magnificently spread among the heavy streets.

At noon, what a comfortable place to be, making it a classic walking course and also famous as a date spot for relaxation.

Visiting at night, however, changes the atmosphere.

When you enter through the entrance, you will be greeted by a tree-lined path of cherry blossoms covered with touches and greenery. In the morning, the light of the day slipping through the gaps in the trees would have shown itself comfortably. And in spring, it should have been purified to the heart already surrounded by stunning cherries.

However, it is now the night of the autumn. The depressed and lush trees were creating deep darkness, and by the way they looked as if they were even about to swallow the light of the outer lights that lit them.

(Great vibe for a liver test.)

I was thinking about that while I was going down the tree-lined road, Mira. Then it's ahead. I shook my shoulder when the light appeared loose, unlike the outer light. It's just a flash, too. If you look closely, you quickly found out who it was.

He is a patrol soldier. The park also seems to be looking around.

"Damn, you're so enthusiastic about your job."

So foolish, Mira dived herself off a tree-lined path before the patrol noticed this way. Then it passes completely by "biosensing", confirms that it has left, and then resumes its movement.

(Sounds like we should go a little further back)

He's a patrol soldier looking around, but he doesn't want to go to the back until he's off course to the boulder. But you should avoid the range you can see from the walking course. So Mira entered deeply into the trees as they grew.

The trees in the park were artificially managed, naturally yet neatly lined up, with flow lines laid by the way. It's hard to find a place to hide because of that.

(Hmm... not around here)

Deep in such an artificial forest. Mira succeeded in finding the perfect blind spot: the back of the management cabin. A management facility off the walking course and ahead of you on a passageway like a beast trail. In addition to the cabin, scrap materials were placed, which was essential for a place to hide oneself.

Mira opens the item box to quickly remove the wagon. However, when removing from the box, the surgery ceremony worked and the light came out, so just in case, "Biosensing" confirmed that the patrol soldiers were not nearby.

(Mm...! Someone's here!?)

That's across the cabin, behind the front on the right. Thirty meters was a distance away. Two big reactions. It wasn't the animal's either, obviously there was a people-like reaction.

Is it a patrol soldier? Moment after moment, it was Mira who thought so, but I realize how different it seems. Because while we were observing biological reactions, another reaction that emerged from out of range merged with those two.

A newly emerged reaction. That was clearly different from the movement of the patrol soldiers. Just like Mira earlier, she came in a hiding motion from something. And even after we rendezvous, there's no way we're moving anywhere.

Looks like we're buddies. Who the hell are these three people? What are you doing in such a discreet place late this evening?

(What if it's fucking mud?)

Busy day, but surprisingly quiet park at night. Around it there is a line of mansions inhabited by wealthy people such as the country's facilities and nobility. Someone who gathers here in such a discreet place. Mira put herself up on the shelf and laid eyes on the three of them that they were suspicious here.

I'll gently peek you out of the shade of the cabin, but it's still dark and I can't see anything. Also because of the distance, I didn't know what kind of conversation I was having.

This isn't where it comes in.

There seems to be a lot of other possibilities, but Mira, who decides the three are bad guys because of the situation and the atmosphere, starts acting in earnest. I wonder why I should leave those who lurk in the darkness and plot evil in a country ruled by an acquaintance friend.

Having so renewed her intentions, Mira pulls herself into the shadows of the cabin inconspicuously and secretly activates the subpoena.

Appearing from the floating cat's eye-patterned magic formation is KET SEA's, Team One, wearing a black sneak outfit.

"Nazo Hattori, here we come. to."

Where it always comes from, Ninja Style Team One, originally Chanzo in the clothing department, has decided in a two-handed pose as if they were going to be stamped. However, since there are no fingers that can be accurately marked, from a glance, it just seemed like a favor pose though.

"Well, I'm Chanzo in Hattori. Actually, not on the other side."

Always a summons to loosen tension. Even as she feels that way, she retightens her mind and Mira briefly tells her the situation. The discovery of a suspicious threesome and the expectation that it must be Kosovo mud or something.