“Are you looking for adventure? Do you want to spice up your mundane life…! Please visit xx to submit your information, you will become a member of our Sacred Pattern Guild.” A magician girl was reading the flyer. “President! Quick! That guy xxx has lost his love again. He’s challenging you to a duel right now.” “Damn it! Even if you become a Sword Saint, you’ll still lose your love!” “President, that guy claims you deceived him, preventing him from becoming a magician until he lost his love. In any case, you should get out of here!” “Damn, that guy even said I ruined him despite his lack of magical talent. Forget it, I’ll leave this to you for now. I’ll just avoid him for a bit.” The magician girl witnessed the guild leader of the Sacred Pattern Guild move so swiftly it created a minor visual illusion of displacement, zipping past her. The magical girl gently brushed her magician’s hat, which was tousled by the strong wind, and resolved, “The Sacred Pattern Guild is truly fascinating. I’ve decided to join this guild.”