One room in the back and back. The executive officers of the Fifty Bells League line up to surround the seating table.
Kagra Kazume, the head of the league, is naturally co-staffed with the captain of the main combat unit, the captain of the multicolors squad, the chief executive representative, and Hidun. There was currently an emergency meeting on the agenda with information delivered by Mira in this member who was able to summon it immediately.
When it comes to Mira at the time, she is currently waiting in a separate room. Although there is enough trust for Kagra and an attitude of cooperation in King Solomon's name, the executives need some explanatory time about Mira.
While Mira was waiting, she had bewildered herself in the front with potty made close to the Japanese style, or tongue drummed with Japanese sweets that she would taste for a long time, during which she had been bickering with Acadli. And Mira is heard at this time. Nyanmaru's magician said that he had been instructed by Kagra for a short time, and that the flow forced the name of the ceremonial god to become "Nyanmaru". And that's not other personnel, even for acadri, but the name of the red bird, the Zhuyi Great Eagle of Ceremony God, when he came to pick up Mira, said it was "Piyo's march". "I'm a respectable person..." Acadri groaned at the distance at that time.
Mira couldn't find the words to hang and was just sympathetic.
So after a while, a man comes and calls, and Mira goes to the conference room.
That's a similar building to the first room I talked to Kagra about, and if I mention the difference, it's probably that the seating table in the center is square. The executives surrounding such seating tables have a corresponding atmosphere, and their gaze concentrates on Mira as they enter the room. While Mira was frightened inside, Kagra made an "over here" call.
The gaze also moves as Mira moves. And as urged, Mira sits next to Kagra, the commander-in-chief of the Fifty Bells League.
"A messenger from the kingdom of Alkite that this child delivered the information he had just told me about. And you all know that he was a collaborator when he captured one of the Chimera Clozens."
"Mira."
When the quail introduces him, Mira names him succinctly.
At the same time he raised his voice to admire. Especially since the information that we captured one of the Chimera Clozens was instantly made known to the officials of the Fifty Bells Federation at the time, and we were all praising its success. It was a cut off event that dropped each of the Chimera Clozen bases that we are currently working on. The meritorious man says he is the girl who sits in front of him. The executives were intrigued by how much power they possessed in their bodies.
"And one more thing, she's also one of the Nine Wise Men, a disciple of Dumblrf."
If the quail keeps doing that all the time here, the sound will fall off the scene. But in the meantime, one of the executives who knew that the quail was a kagra had honestly swallowed the word.
"I hear fake stories from time to time...... If Master Bullshit were to say it, it would mean it's real. I'm convinced you're going over the chimera."
The old man, sitting nearest to the quail among the executives, affirms the quail's words as he rocks his jaw, which accumulates a beard of Mira preference. And the other executives who received the word also praised Mira verbally, convinced that they did.
Each of them starts introducing themselves in the flow of such praise.
"It is Mizar, who is entrusted with the captain of a unit called the Bellerophone Squad. Regards."
"Likewise, the staff of the Bellerophone squad. It's Arioto."
Mizar, named captain of the two men, Bellerophone Squad, is wearing simple leather armor. Would the age be around forty years past, without breaking that harsh look that wrinkles began to stand out, he had a straight gaze at Mira.
Whoever named him Arioto is an old man who earlier affirmed that Mira was his disciple. He wraps a decorative robe around it and sets his romance grey hair all back.
"They let me hear it in the story. Looks like Silver's squad took care of you. I'm the general captain of the Multicolors squad, Congo. Say hello."
Light black skin and a larger body than everyone else here once or twice belongs to the Galidian tribe. The white hair was cut short, and the beard filled half of his face like leftover snow. A man named Congo laughed happily with his little eyes pointed at Mira for his body's sake.
"I'm Coffin. the summarisers of the overseers of each country."
Coffin waves and names small. In this world, shirts are woven in trousers, which are common city attire, where they are like lawsuits, and they look the youngest of these, except for Mira. However, the actual age is uncertain because the characteristics of the elves, which are long-lived species, can be seen.
"Hidun's Snake"
"Likewise, it's a razor."
The two men, named Hidun, dressed no different than adventurers walking around the city, had white robes for snakes and breastplates of beetle material for sasoris. Both are women, snakes with long dark hair and sharp eyes, and the Meow clan with a smiling smile on their peachy shortcuts are the sasoris.
"Well, you're done introducing yourself. Let's get back to it."
The quail resumes the meeting in anticipation of where it has settled down all the way. The voice unwittingly retightens the loose ground due to the appearance of the adorable girl, unifying consciousness into a counter-chimera closen.
"The three dungeons we just talked about. And I'm sending in the best from here."
Mira's information was almost conveyed, and Mira was called before she had a full discussion of the matter.
"Right, valuable information to come. If we can capture their executives, the phase will move a lot. But shouldn't we scrutinize this information a little bit more? It would still be in the realm of speculation to be after the Spirit King as far as I've heard. It could also be a trap to lure us."
That is what Mizar said and raised one concern. I only deduced from that trend that the purpose of Chimera Clozen is to be the Spirit King. In fact, there are fears that the predictions are completely off or that a trap has been set around.
A particular story leaked a sigh of thought falling with no one, and the exotic facial rash that sat on the futon as it surrounded the seating table was simultaneously silenced. But Arioto, the chief of staff, speaks of a certain reasoning.
"Sure, there's a chance of that, but it looks like you can deduce from the situation we grabbed again that Chimera is after Spirit King."
Bellerophone squad's staff, Arioto. He is the brainchild of the Fifty Bells League and one of the few who knows who the quail is. The members had tremendous trust in him, and when he uttered that word, he instantly gathered his gaze all together. Mira also turns her face intriguing.
"You're a boulder ant. Let me hear it."
"So..."
When the quail prompted him, Aliotto removed the folded paper from his nostrils and spread it over the seating table. larger than the length with both hands extended left and right. It is a continental diagram, with countless marks written across the board.
"As we know, we are currently ambushing each of Chimera's bases and acquiring numerous supplies and information. The mark on this map is where it was based. Fifty has already been exceeded, and there will still be more. The boulder, or chimera, is fast on the run, for the number of strongholds, the number of people captured is small. But it's definitely connected to cutting your power. It's no longer an exaggeration to say it's a matter of time."
"Right. All the lower end, but still the damage to the spirits is definitely diminishing. For that matter, the crew says they don't have time to go to bed every day."
The Multicolors Squad Captain Congo smiles bitterly, but smiles confidently and hammers at the information Aliotto has shown him to reconfirm. Chimera Clozen's base raids are moving with the Multicolors squad as the spindle, where transporters and others are joining. Unlike previous investigations, we can feel that we are definitely cutting the power of Chimera Clozen, so most of the crying words that can be delivered are half jokes, and Congo is about to smile and encourage them.
"Let's get down to business. As we can see from this current situation, we will now have a chase wind, and there will be winds blowing across the street. But it's about the chimera, I don't think it's going to end like this. So that's the information for this one. According to the story, it was only recently that the movement of the adventurers involved in the chimera became more pronounced. It was also recently that we began to crush our strongholds. If they gain the power of the Spirit King, surely the war situation will be reversed. This was the top of the original, so I would have prepared some measure to overturn it, and I took advantage of that to execute it. Well, I guess so."
When Arioto finishes the conversation, the gnawing quail opens his mouth first.
"Yeah, we've never been more dominant. But you're right, there's no way they're keeping their mouths shut."
Chimera Clozen, who knows to be inferior in pure force, is thorough enough to make an immediate escape if he deems it unfavourable. But as it stands, it will take away all hands and feet. Therefore, it can also be assumed that he went on a one-stroke offensive.
"If possible, you should also take some risks"
Mizar says with a stiff look.
All that was written in Mira's delivered letter is in the name of the senior dungeon. That difficulty is not currently available to adventurers who have just risen to advanced levels. In other words, the person or parties involved in the chimeric closen to be sent in would also be quite hands-on. And because it is also a critical task for Chimera Clozen, it is not surprising that there is a mix of those connected with the upper management. This time, it's an operation to target it. If we succeed, it is possible that we will be able to discover the home of an enemy that has not yet been identified. As Mizar put it, it would make sense to carry it out even considering the dangers.
Needless to say, Arioto was not a trap either, and while the danger was contained, it was nevertheless well worth it to hit things. When we are all convinced of that, we move on to the question of who can carry out this mission, which includes all kinds of lids.
"Sometimes you won't be able to deal with it if it's half-baked strength, and the number of opponents is unknown. The place is scattered. I wish we could leave, but we can't leave here. I say we send the elite, but who do we send?
Coffin glanced at the quail looking over at the rash he had seen on the spot before peeking. If you're sure to capture them, that's what you need to double your opponent's power. And if it were to be the biggest mission of the Fifty Bells League, what we would need would be the elite among the elites.
As everyone's attention follows Coffin, the quail gently tips his tongue to wet his lips, placing one breath and opening his teasing mouth.
"I'm going to assemble all the Hiduns, make them a team, and send them to the dungeons."
With the words, the faces of the executives of the Fifty Bells League who seemed to strain loose.
"It would be appropriate."
"Right. I'll leave it to you enough."
If Arioto and Mizar affirm the immediate quail proposal, four other executives will then show their willingness to support it.
"It would!," the quail shone his expression as if he were a child with a hundred points.
The executives were tempted to say that the quail would come out on its own. It is in their work to forgive the liars who try to put out something on them. I had that concern again this time, but stroke down my chest that I managed to settle down with the most difficult candidate.
"Where is everyone in Hidun now?
If the quail asks, Alliotto quickly engraves the map of the continent spread over the seating table. Hidun's movements also seem to be grasped by him again.
"According to reports up to yesterday, I thought the current distribution would be around here"
The mark is ten in all. In addition to the two men present here, Hidun will be all twelve. As the quail stared at the continental map, three more marks were added.
"The castle fortress of the balance, the man-proof library and the phantom corridor are in this position. From what I've seen, the library and corridor don't seem to be a problem. In a day or two, everyone will be able to reach the nearest dungeon. And then there's the dungeon permit and... are you from the fortress?"
Around the newly added location, indeed, the signs indicating the earlier Hidun were written at a distance not far away. Those three locations are dungeons, therefore a Union permit will be required. Aliotto leaves his gaze down on the continental diagram and mouths several nodding conclusions as he lets something resolve in his brain.
"Just right, you're scattered with people who are more qualified than A-rank. If we get these people to issue permits, the library and corridor don't seem to be a problem. But the castle fortress can't be this way. Given the current placement, it would be quicker to send personnel from this headquarters."
"Well, you're worried it's just the snake and the sasori and... the two of you"
The other two places can be separated well by five, but only two castle fortifications in the balance. Because they are strong, but the organization of the target is unclear, that is the only number of people who remain anxious.
The two Hiduns present also remember in their arms, but they accept the word spoiledly because they recognize the importance of this mandate.
"The two of them should have been C-rank stops. If we are, we need to secure at least one A-rank collaborator."
Yes. If Arioto continues, the snake and sasori nod without a voice.
Being an A-rank adventurer, he is a powerful man like Heinrich, whom he met on his way to the Abandoned City of Heaven. Though it may be possible to attach cooperation early, many collaborating adventurers also stayed here at the headquarters of the Fifty Bells Federation. The quail thought that it would be good to select one of them, and then turned his gaze to Mira as enough on his own.
"By the way,... Mira. I heard you came from the sky in the Four Seasons Forest, but how exactly?
In response to a quail inquiry, Mira takes her gaze off the continental map and replies with a chime face when she repeats the content of the question in her brain.
"You took the wagon and sent it to the garuda I summoned."
"I knew it. You can do that if you have a large service system that can fly. I envy you."
The quail imagines herself flying in the sky on it when she floats a merhentic wagon behind her brain like a pumpkin carriage. Yin and Yang techniques also have the technique of the service system, but nothing is larger in stature than Garuda. Therefore, I felt that the quail was sincerely envious of the way Mira was traveling, which seemed comfortable and even more like a princess.
"By the way, how many people can ride that wagon?
"Hmm, right...... About three of us."
Mira says, remembering inside the wagon. A quorum guided by the results of one's sitting and placement in space with the other, yet another. More than that, the answer is expected to be a little cramped.
"The three of us. Oh, do you have a union registration?
"Um, I will. I can't get a permit from C-rank, though."
Taking into account the meaning of the question, Mira informed him earlier that the rank was insufficient. "It's easy for grandpa, so keep it," the quail mutters with a loud voice that no one can hear, turning his gaze to the two Hiduns present.
"Then you have no choice. Snake, you left a message. Mira and Sasori, along with one of the A-ranks, work together to get a permit. Travel in the shortest possible distance with flying wagons. That's good, right?
The word is spoken as a matter of decision, and the last word questioning acceptance is directed primarily at Mira, and the snake.
"I don't mind."
"... ok"
Mira replied all the time that it was no longer the boat she boarded, and the snake nodded a little late again. However, the snake removed from the member had long, grumpy black hair at his fingertips with his mouth tied to a single letter. Above all, only one person in Hidun will be involved in the important task that will shape the future, and whether or not the cause is due to the number of people on some kind of vehicle. Although the beloved quail's order, the snake could not be immediately convinced.
You didn't see him like that, and Kongo unwittingly raises his voice and chooses words to explore the landing point.
"Chimera expects some pretty strong ones to come. And if it's an A-rank dungeon, it's a monster. If it's just a simple exploration, it's still there, but we don't know how many.
Yes, says Congo, the snake instantly looks up and snorts firmly, continuing the word with its momentum.
"This time, the most important task. Absolutely succeed. The three of them are dangerous. So I want to accompany you."
With a younger voice color than it looks, the snakes line up the sentences lightly. Moreover, he insisted as he slapped the seating table with both hands at each end of the sentence.
At this point, there was a slight difference between the quail and the executives. That's about pure force. The quail's operations are entirely proposed with Mira as the maximum force of war. The quail knows the Nine Wise Men themselves and knows their strength, but the executives were only introduced as disciples of the Nine Wise Men, and only as much as they heard in the story. Recognition may be stronger than a senior magician or about the same level as ourselves.
"Right. This is the most important task we have ever had, and we must succeed at all costs. I don't know if it depends on asking the messenger to help us with our mission in the first place... but I guess it's also some kind of agreement more than Mira agrees. But even though he's a wise man's apprentice, he'll still be anxious to leave his strength unawares."
After the establishment of the Fifty Bells Coalition, we will incorporate the messengers of the Kingdom of Al Qaeda, who have just arrived today on their greatest mission. Although Mira is a benefactor who gave us a turning point, she still has a vague relationship of trust and does not leave the realm of outsiders from the executives. However, I can see with attitude that the quail, the head of the organization, has total trust.
Usume is the same person as Kagra, the Nine Wise Men, and when it comes to the kingdom of Al-Qaite, the country with its Nine Wise Men. I believe because I am a messenger of the country, or maybe it has something to do with the fact that I am a disciple of Dumblrf, a former compatriot. Arioto regarded the relationship of trust between the quail and Mira as such.
Glancing at the letter from Solomon, which was left on the seating table, he deduced that there was something written there as well, and Arioto only glanced at the unclear girl of the day. Then Mira and I looked at each other staring at each other as if they were inquisitive.
How powerful are the disciples of the wise? It was an aliotto that I tried to extrapolate a little from my appearance, but I skip my own deeds wondering if that was the other way around. For the girl, I was wondering if they deserved a hand.
"There's nothing wrong with that area. I guarantee her character, and so does her strength. Perhaps if you do it here and now, after enough, you won't be standing besides me."
Arioto, Mizar and Congo, who know who the quail is, turn to Mira in such an almost reflexive way. Other faces saw the girl a little late.
Mira calls herself a disciple, but a wise man herself in the first place. I guess that's true if a quail who knows the power of the executives says so.
By contrast, Mira, observing if there was anything she could reference from Alioto, who was in an ideal old fashion, was bitterly smiling at the inexperienced coziness of her body as if it were transparent, taking the gaze to concentrate on herself.
"Hmm, I feel like I'm saying too much. Well, for a young man, we don't procrastinate sooner. And the castle of the balance. Don't worry if you're some kind of demon. The question is, how good are the chimeras?"
Mira's response was generally positive. Even if the snake flaunts his face slightly, the beard naturally takes the nose as high as if it had been taken by hand. The other executives caught a glimpse of the authenticity of that confidence, which they uttered without fail. Then one person reacts to the word.
"I would understand."
I gave her a name so that Sasori could answer Mira's questions.
"Only once before, I had a bowl match with a chimeric executive. When it comes to executives, I can't say for sure how far they are in the chimera, but they were clearly different in character from the lower end. Mostly, but about the same as me, I guess. But if I hadn't escaped, I would have won!
Sasori mouths speculation while glaring at some self-esteem. Nevertheless, it is not comparable if the strength of Sasori, the speaker, is not known. Sasori understands it and suggests it without trying to hide an emotion similar to his curiosity as to how powerful Mira the quail is to say that much.
"It's not like I don't believe in Mr. Usume, but for once, I wonder if I can confirm Mira's prowess. Because I'll deal with them. I think we can all be more comfortable with that, and I think snakes can be convinced."
"Yeah, that's the best part."
Given the gravity of the mandate, Arioto agrees immediately that it would be just as good to overlap caution. And the quail also understood the seniors' feelings and was still convinced of Mira's victory.
"Okay. Can I ask you to hang out with me for a minute?
The quail asks Mira, praying that at least the sasori will not be shattered in confidence.
"Um, I don't mind"
Even as Mira, I accept it as a good opportunity to know how good the chimera is. The meeting was then temporarily interrupted and the line went to the garden, located in the centre of the inner and back.
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