577 575 Seftent Again (2/2)

I see a bunch of adventurers coming from town to the camp, about 30 of them seemed to be there.

”These are the adventurers of Seftento. He must have been hired by the college as an escort.”

”There's Jill.”

'That's true. Alliance Master, are you on your way? ”

At the beginning, a little old lady. But the magic emanating from him was that of a first-rate demon mentor. Even if you are among the adventurers with everything from young to veterans, you will be the strongest.

It's Grandma Jill, the guild master of the seftent. He is also the person who has asked Fran for a mock opponent for the Adventurer promotion exam.

Looking down at that figure from Ursi's back, Fran turned her gaze towards the void. But all that exists there is the darkness of the night.

”What's up?

”Here comes the Spirit”

”What?”

Immediately after Fran's words, a thin, blurry mass of light appeared on the spot as it gushed out of the darkness of nothing. With the ball size of the bowling, the intensity of the light would be about a bean bulb.

I don't feel hostile.

”Fran. Will you come to the tent?

”Okay.”

”I see, the one called Spirit Visualization.”

The greatest advantage in using the Spirit is its secrecy. But that also made it inconvenient.

For example, if you use it as a preaching order, as you do now. It is also difficult in invisible spirits, such as when guiding people in emergencies or giving warnings to enemies or the like.

So they have the art of visualizing the Spirit so that it can be seen by everyone. They say it's a technology that anyone can use if they're spiritual users. However, they say that only advanced spiritual users can imitate the kind that delivers their own voice in the distance.

Now Weena Lane has delivered his voice through the Spirit, but it has been quite a high technology. When I was in the town of Aretha, the guild master Klimt was doing the same thing, but he was actually doing a very difficult thing.

When I followed the Spirit to the tent of Weena Lane, Weena Lane and Grandma Jill, who were out there, were exchanging greetings.

Some of the adventurers around them saw it during the promotion exam. It just seemed like Fran didn't have a boy who was skipping the kill. Well, that would be more convenient because I don't want to be bothered by weird things during a request for escort.

”Thank you again this year. Dear Weena Lane,”

”Yeah, please do it again this year.”

Two people shaking hands. At first glance, Grandma Jill seems more experienced and great, but the opposite is true. I also found that there was fear and respect in every part of Grandma Jill's words.

”I'd like to do some water practice tomorrow, but what's the situation?

”That's Master Weena Lane. Did you already know”

”Because the Spirit will teach you”

”There's been an anomaly in the lake these days. I was wondering if it wouldn't be the same as usual...”