It took a handful of sword slashes and magic, but Mura proved his mettle to them, and they thought it too much of a hassle to deal with him and the upcoming reinforcements, in which they ditched their plan and never returned again. Compared to future opponents on his path as a wizard, they were fairly tame and… somewhat unaware of just how much of an annoyance that they had become. They also seemed really lazy, so perhaps they just decided to stay home and grow up. Hopefully.
Hmh, if this was just for entertainment - the reason for him being here today - then surely, he would’ve invited Mythica with him. However, the client in question of today’s quest simply wanted Mura to watch over said client’s wife - you see, said wife was a bearer of a very priced Celestial Key, which made her a target of jealous Celestial Wizards - and the paper specifically suspected one of the wife’s closest friends to hold deep grudges against her. Even with people like Zachary brightly standing as righteous users of such Celestial Summoning Magic, they too could sprout a few sour weeds… upon reading it, it saddened the Guildmaster a little.
That was why he visited the client in a hurry to gain more intel, but the client was nowhere to be found - despite him having signed the quest paper by the name ‘Maverick Maroon’ - funny name, by the way - Mura soon got himself informed by Hosenka’s officials that Maverick had been reported missing a week ago. At that point, Mura began to worry, for it was likely that the worst had happened to him… which meant that his wife, if she was still around, would meet the same, assumed fate if he didn’t watch her back.
He quickly found the client’s wife who worked as the town’s local soothsayer. Using her enlightened vision, she claimed that the stars in the skies whispered the world’s secrets to her in small sips, random at times but more than often convenient and helpful enough to benefit the people of Hosenka, hence why her business had boomed. When the quest paper was shown to her, along with necessary info from her missing husband, she shrugged… and then she expressed:
“My husband is on a journey to Bosco right now - so he told me. Who are you to come with such a weird claim? Why do you think that my life is in danger?”
“B-But isn’t this belonging to him, then?”
She did skim the paper, though, and confirm the handwriting to be his, but still…
“Yes, that is his handwriting… still, why is he- this makes no sense,” she expressed with a voice of slight suspicion, “He knows about my powers, my vision granted from the stars themselves - he knows that I see my life planned out in front of me, but why has he revealed to you about my Celestial Key? Who are you, whom my husband thinks he can order around-“
Wait, she didn’t know him? That was weird… oh well, perhaps she didn’t read magazines.
“I-I’m Mura. Mura Kensho, Guildmaster of Fairy Tail.”
“Ah, from the tales that my friends tell each other… sadly, I cannot confirm the truth in your statement - I am blind, you see…”
Okay, what even… how did she feel safe like this?
“Wait, you’re blind?!” he expressed in shock. This was a good moment to inform the reader that Mura was sitting inside a decorated tent with purple, red and yellow garments - much like a gloomy soothsayer’s lair. “Then how’d you know that it’s your husband’s handwritin-“
“The stars, sonnie… they told me. And I put my whole faith in them and what they convey to me. I do not need protection nor bodyguards nor magical mercenaries… I will wait for my husband to return, so he can explain things to me in full detail. Whenever that’ll happen, the stars will soon tell me.”
That pretty much summed up Mura’s predicament; she didn’t want help or protection, being convinced that her visual prowess was more than enough to keep her safe. And yet… given that she didn’t even know when her husband would return, Mura worried for her. It would surely fail, that ability of hers… he had to watch over her.
That was when he noticed, by waiting outside of the tent, that she didn’t notice his presence despite her so-called ‘visual omni-awareness’ or whatever. Maybe, he just had to survey her from the shadows.
This led to what he was doing now - cross-legged position, his sheathed katana Harusame and red dagger Futsu no Mitama resting on his chest as he sat behind a huge boulder with steam all around him. This room was huge, one of Hosenka’s biggest spa rooms, and the wife of the client was having a sweet talk with two other women. Thankfully, the steam prevented him from having to look at her or anyone else in this room, for it was quite embarrassing…
But if there was a chance that one of her friends would do something to her out of spite, then he had to protect her. That was the purpose of the quest.
For now, it didn’t seem like any of the friends along the wife had anything against her. And the steam was making him yawny…
His two spirit companion, the blue spirit ball Kyuken and the green spirit ball Zirconis, both eyed the almost-sleeping shaman. The blue samurai ghost commented: “H-Hey, he’s falling asleep again! Zirconis, quick, bite him or something-“
“What? I can’t, I’m a ghost… but it is embarrassing of him to fall asleep during a mission-“
“I… I can still hear you two-“ Mura grunted, but he quickly held his mouth by the sound of someone asking ‘what was that voice?’ from the spa. Where he sat, he could see the entire pool from atop a huge boulder with a rock covering him, but his voice could still reach them… he had to be silent.
Just hurry up and finish your little bath, so they could get out of here, mistress… he wouldn’t be quick enough to shield her if he waited outside…
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