Chapter 28: 28 27 Mira's Purpose

twenty-seven

When Zeph leaves the Mirror of the Dark Queen, he meditates his eyes without talking about anything with his face pointed at him. If you turn around now, you will be exposed to worse faces than tact, because even if you speak out now, you are not sure to spin a decent word.

Guess what, everyone exchanged their gazes to keep Zeph calm for a while.

"It seems to work fine."

Mira says so and returns the story. The Mirror of the Dark Princess reflects the dead without any problems. That was confirmed.

"Then what is it?

Remembering earlier, Emera asks why she didn't answer Tact's call.

My parents didn't show up before the tact. That's the fact that Lirica was able to grasp from what everyone else could see. When it comes to tact, nobody sees anything in the mirror.

"Maybe it was because they were both at the same time."

Flicka makes a hypothesis. Up to one dead person can call the Mirror of the Dark Princess at a time. Tact said he didn't respond because he called his parents.

"It could be possible."

Asbal says so, sending his gaze to Mira and urging her. Mira let the gently held tact stand in front of the mirror again as she nodded at it.

"Tact, now call me either father or mother."

When I hear Tact snort, I think of my mother in my head.

"Mother. Lene, Mother."

Tact called my mother's name with all his heart.

……

Still, the Mirror of the Dark Lord has not reacted and continues to remain silent.

"Father,... Ashley... Father..."

Tears flood Tact's eyes again. No matter how much you call me, you won't come to see me. I'm sure I don't want to see myself, and that kind of thought spreads through Tact's chest and dyes with sadness.

……

"Ugh... Ugh... Grr..."

While the tact in the mirror creeps his face, he believes in a glimmer of hope and keeps staring into the mirror.

I thought I'd finally see you.

When I was just a kid more than I am now, my parents traveled.

The horror of that appearance becoming sumptuous as I live in my grandfather's house.

A sense of despair that I felt when I was informed I was dead.

Hope plunged in knowing the existence of a mirror such that he could meet the dead he heard rumors about, and possibly see him again.

But the thought was vain and the time had passed, and my parents never appeared in the mirror.

"You don't come out..."

When Asbal zeroes, he starts crying, either as a cut or as a tact.

In time, Asbal panicked again that it was his fault. Mira hugs Tact and forgives him when he is wolfy not knowing what to do.

In the warmth of Mira, the tact returns a little but calm. Still, I can't stop crying and can't stop talking.

"And I wonder what it's like."

Emera circles with glue as she looks in the mirror. I'm checking to see if I can find some cause, but I don't see any sign of it.

I didn't mean one person at a time.

"It's not even broken."

Flicka peeks into the mirror and touches the mirror surface. Asbal, who regained his tranquillity from the wolf, also peeks in with Flicka and looks in that mirror without a scratch and bothers his head.

Mira also thought about what was going on.

The Mirror of the Dark Princess is an object for quests where you can meet the dead. Now that it's a reality, it turns out that it works without being trapped in the system in Lirica's case earlier.

Then why don't Tact's parents show up?

Do you really not want to see Tact?

But Mira denies it. I need parents who don't want to meet a child who thinks so much about their parents.

You think so?

Mira is the simplest, and we get to the hypothesis we want to believe is the most so.

"What if Tact's parents aren't alive?

Everyone stops moving to that word and slowly turns to Mira and Tact.

In the first place, the purpose of my visit to the Dark Lord was to get Tact to meet his dead parents. At least that's how I recognize the facades of Ecalato Carillon.

But what Mira said is to overshadow its fundamentals. But the answer fell in between the waves of thought that we were all making.

"Oh, well, it did start five years after he went missing, so he was certified dead. Then you could be alive."

As convinced, Emera joyfully runs over to Tact when she changes her troubled look in tannic fashion.

"Missing for five years. It's in the rules of the union, isn't it? I see, was that the reason"

"Ho, is there such a rule? I mean, it's not like we got a body."

Flicka and Asbal, then Zeph, were the first to hear about this. It's just that Emera told me that there's a boy who wants to see his dead parents and that even though he's new, a C-rank girl will take him with him, so I'm worried, so I'm going with him, so I need a hand. That's just what they asked me to do.

"Tact."

Mira pulls away the tact held in her chest and stares her straight in the eye. Did Tact also perceive its seriousness, sipping his nose but staring back into Mira's eyes?

"Listen carefully, the mirror of the Dark Lord is a mirror that reflects the dead. I mean, there's nothing alive to see. You know what, Tact? I mean, the Lord's parents might still be alive."

It could be alive. The words rang strongly into the heart of the tact that had given up, causing a glimmer of light to plug into the depths of his darkly closed chest.

"But... my grandfather said he was dead. So give it up."

It's a hope that came up once, but I remember my grandfather, who raised me for five years, saying that with a look like he'd never seen before, and he sinks again.

"But you said the union guy was missing."

"Yes."

"Then maybe it's possible. I mean, I didn't see the Lord's parents die in person. Besides, if it doesn't show up in the dark mirror of the dead, don't you think it's likely?

Mira smiles gently at the end.

"If you're alive, I'll see you."

"To Mr. Leane, you're Mr. Ashley. If we meet anywhere, Tact, I'll tell you about you."

"I'm sure he's alive. It's proof that it didn't show up in the mirror. Glad you could make it, Mr. Tact."

Asbal is unexpectedly tearful or holding his head down. When Flicka retrieved the notebook, she wrote there, 'Tact, find your Leane mother, Ashley father'.

And as Emera bowed herself and aligned herself with the height of Tact's gaze, she removed the towel and gently wiped away the remaining tears.

"That's right, boy. That's the only hope I have of being alive. Desperate faces don't look like children. Laugh. Mom and Dad will be happier."

Zeph peeks into his face with his voice. Her eyes are still red and her expression slightly grows bigger, but she smiles her best and squeaks Tact's head.

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"Yes, thank you...... good day"

Guru, but Tact answered that with the best smile he had ever had. I sincerely thank you for accompanying a stranger to a dangerous place.

Everyone just nods and strokes Tact's head that's enough.

When the atmosphere became a little idle, Mira turned her gaze to Zeph as if she remembered. It was a little flushing, but based on the content, it was like Zeph's past traumatic events had been settled.

Zeph's figure of crying down like that is far from his first impression, and the sight flashes back behind his head.

"By the way, Zeph. Is your lord okay now?

Everyone sees Zeph in Mira's words.

Zeph stood suddenly on the arrow, but in a slight blink, his index finger was raised upright.

"Me, resurrected!

and proclaimed it exalted.

Although its expression remains slightly shady, it returns to its usual shattered feel. Asbal, who knew the circumstances, also seemed unsettled in his heart, but when he saw Zeph like that, he stroked his chest down first. Zeph himself can spit out all the emotions he has always had in the depths of his heart, and his feelings are calm.

And Zeph looked like he was saved and gently dropped off his sister floating behind his brain.

When Mira approaches Zeph like that, she stretches her right hand to Zeph's head as she stretches her back.

"Mira, what?

Mira's hand touches her head as she strokes Zeph's hair, which keeps her doubts in her mouth.

"The Lord was good, too. I don't know what's going on, but my heart seems clear."

To that word, Zeph's mask, which he was working on, collapsed and muttered to the extent that it only sounded like Mira, "Thank you" when it turned into a natural and soothing look.

Zeph was still sweet on Mira for a while. Whatever he looked like, he was younger, but he felt something like invisible motherhood.

Then I'm done with my errands. Shall we go home?

Because the demon doesn't show up, Emera says after taking a lunch break among the Dark Princesses, she anticipates the meeting around the time.

"Yeah, the result was unexpected, but it's okay to say happy ending, right?

"Tact, if you try, this might be the beginning."

"Yes, good luck to me. I'll be an adventurer like you and look for your father and mother!

When Zeph regains his usual tone, Flicka smiles calmly at the tact of smiling about his future prospects.

"Speaking of unexpected, so will you, Loricon. I was wondering what would happen, but no, I'm relieved I blew it off."

"Is that it? I thought I heard some really unexpected words right now. I just felt it!

"Mr. Asbal knew, didn't he? I didn't know! I can't believe you didn't notice the member's troubles even though you're vice president!

Asbal replaces the impression Zeph received from the sight he was comforted by Mira with a nomenclature by converting it into a suitable word as it were. Of course it was Zeph protesting, but there is a verse that I myself thought might be good, etc. and stops halfway through the protest.

In contrast, Emera is distressed that she is not worthy as deputy commander. Nobody thinks that, and they won't be able to grasp the troubles of guild members or anything like that.

"Delightful people..."

Mira smiled bitterly at the noisy faces, but thought just a little.

"Well, at the corner. Why don't you and your lords just send tact like this? I have business to go to the sixth floor."

Mira initially thought about going to the ancient temple again the day after she had done her errands of tact. But if we have so many members now, there will be no danger to tact because the demons are extinct. Then I thought I'd be able to run errands by the end of the day.

Speaking of which, I thought it was a good idea to have a permit for the ancient temple.

Yes, Emera remembers. Tact asked Mira to take him to the Ancient Temple because he had grumbled with the Ancient Temple permit in the first place. This means that Mira had a reason to be here before the errand of taking Tact between Dark Princesses.

"What, did the lady run errands on the sixth floor?

"Is it the sixth floor? I hear there's nothing there, not even demons, just castles."

"That's what I heard. Thousands of people are supposed to be here by now, but I'm not gonna hear about finding anything on the sixth floor."

As Flicka and Zeph put it, the sixth layer is a somewhat special place as a dungeon. Changing from landscapes such as the interior of the temple up to the fifth floor, from the sixth floor down stairs patrolled along the wall, you exit into vast underground spaces. The space has a lake and a large castle in the center.

That hasn't changed since the game. When it comes to what is special, the other thing that remains the same is the reason for the existence of the sixth layer.

There is nothing. The only thing that seems meaningful, even the castle, is that the interior is a stripped building material, without any kind of conditioning. On the contrary, there is not even a door to the room, even a place that seems to be a treasure trove is fully open, and of course the contents are empty.

No treasure, no demons, no events.

One self-proclaimed archaeologist player's examination of every corner only confirmed its pointlessness again.

But Mira says she has business in such a place. such as errands in a place where there is nothing. Zeph, who has no idea,

'Cause it sounds funny. I'm coming too.'

Yes, I expressed my intention to accompany him. At the same time, everyone's gaze pierces.

"I knew it, Lori..."

"He wasn't like that."

"Mira won't give it to you."

"I see. - What?

The screamingly stained Zeph's voice became foggy without reaching anyone's heart.

"You've all seen it. Mira's strength. I was just wondering if Mira might have something because she said she had business. I never feel guilty."

We succeed in obtaining Zeph's agreement that he can't help but hope for something, even though he is half-hearted enough to line up such excuses.

In fact, it was certain that Ecalato Carillon's face was interested in Mira herself, and I was wondering if there was something there when I found out there was nothing.

"So, Mira, can we go with you?

Emera asks Mira, who was eating apple ole and apple pie with Tact in the corner of the room, to say so and accompany her.

"I thought we talked. As far as I'm concerned, I don't know what it is, so I just want you to go back... Well, is there a problem?"

Going to see one of the Nine Wise Men, Seoul Howl on the Huge Wall. Because it is not a good hobby because of the character of the person, it is also possible to plant trauma if it is bad. But I thought so for a while, but I conclude that if it's going to be a problem, we should just make him wait along the way.

Mira herself was enjoying being with this member, so I figured I could stay with her just a little longer. Seoul Howl also has a bad taste, but it is also a factor that he is not oriented in the same way as his bad taste in sincerely falling in people, etc. That depends on whether you create a haunted mansion full of gimmicks or a haunted mansion with real bodies hanging.

Open the door to the stairs where Mira descends to the sixth floor. From here on out, Mira is at the beginning of the line because there are no demons, and because everyone has arrived at Mira until they get tired.

As soon as you continue down the aisle, the road breaks out and exits at the top of the vast space. It was shaped like a flip of an octopus, only to continue down a staircase built by choosing a wall along the right, but the landscape had changed from here to here.

"Ugh. Is this what happened?"

Zeph takes a quick peek. In the sixth layer there was light. Countless crystals protrude from vast domed walls, illuminating vast areas of space.

When Mira turned off the optical sphere caused by the surgery, Emera and the others also dropped the lantern lights.

"Well, what's he doing?"

When she muttered to herself, Mira took Tact's left hand and proceeded down the stairs.

"Ha... expensive no..."

"This guy's not gonna make it."

"The captain is about to fall."

After just a little peek underneath, Emera follows Mira sticking up against the wall. Asbal smiles a little bitterly, but soon returns to his original expression and gently goes down the stairs. Flicka could use intangibles to reduce the fall rate, so it never moved, but instead she remembers Captain Ecalato Carillon, who was afraid of heights.

The high places were spare. Zeph was focused on making fun of Emera.

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