Blade Online

"I wanted to fight someone who uses a machete once. I'm a gallon. Say hello."

Gallon, who saw me, said so with a seemingly well-deserved grin. No, it seemed like a good person, not actually a good person. I enjoyed being with you, and I counted on you. That's why I wanted to put it together in this game as well.

It's also doubly scratchy to be abandoned by a kind guy like everyone else depends on you so that when a pretty girl makes fun of you, she scratches you more than a normal girl. Even if you know that's what you have to do.

"I wanted to fight someone with a machete once"? Don't be ridiculous. You used that machete to kick me out of the party.

I feel blood rising on my head. My breath gets rough. Eat your teeth out so badly that it sounds critical.

Within Bloody Forest, you abandoned me. I wanted to meet someone because a gallon would be fine. I wouldn't have gotten angry with the gallon then, I would have. But when I think about it calmly, I still can't. If Gallon hadn't abandoned me, I wouldn't have to live alone in those woods for over a year. I didn't have to struggle desperately with those high level monsters. I didn't have to sleep in the cave. I never felt lonely wanting to see someone.

Once in my head, my anger for the gallon grows.

I want to jump on him right now, but the battle hasn't started yet. I desperately suppress myself and stare at the gallon from the mask.

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'I say gallon. Nice to meet you. Would you like to party with me?

Unlike online games, Breon has to talk to his opponent himself and communicate. I hadn't been able to make the company I wanted for a long time.

That's where the gallon came in to talk to me and set up a party with me. Glad to hear it. He laughed and covered it even when he pulled his leg with a machete. He told me that next time I would introduce him to my fellow players in the other games.He told me to play with him not only in the beta version, but also in the official version.

Yet.

Yet yet.

I went to the meeting place I decided on on the bulletin board. Waiting for me was the phrase 'I can't throw a party because they might pull my leg'. The others can be trusted because they are so close to each other that they get to know each other in different games and have off-duty meetings in real life. But I've known him in the beta version and I haven't seen him in a while. That's why I can't trust you.

Then I had to party and act on my own, and because of that bug, I was dropped by Bloody Forest, and I had to live alone in the woods where high level monsters wandered, and I even shook a machete to shake off the feeling of being crushed, knocking down monsters as I was dying, knocking them down, knocking them down, going all the way to Boss Monster's place, getting killed over and over again, finally knocking them down, more than a year later when I got out of Bloody Forest.

Why do I have to look so right in the eye? Weird. Weird. Why not?

If Gallon had persuaded my people.

If you can tell me I can trust you at dawn.

I don't have to look at you like that.

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And the game started.

A gallon that approached me at a speed I didn't think I had a great sword at the same time as the start came down a great sword from the top. I'll put the machete on top. A great sword made of some sort of shell of red is knocked in there with a heavy wind-cut sound. Scattered with sparks, an awesome shock sound echoes around. The attack from above runs a shock all over my body, but I put up with it all. The HP bar has slightly decreased, but this level is fine.

The Great Sword was prevented with a less aggressive machete. Surprised by that, the gallon opens its eyes and the audience screams out.

Whatever you do, use your strength and push the blade of the Great Sword back through your head. Kickin, and the Great Sword is played behind him as he scatters a spark. Against a gallon filled with gaps, I put in a kick without using a machete. Hit the armor guarding your belly, but pull the gallon back with all your strength, no matter.

Gallon, who would have thought he would be slashed, rearranges the Great Sword after looking surprised.

"... why didn't you kill him now? That would have killed me easily."

You felt insulted, slightly offended your expression and Gallon said so.

"Hey, you know what? The official version of this game, then the assault verdict on the machete is weird."

"... I know about that."

"So the guys who chose the machete had to act solo to the city where they could change their weapons, except for a fraction of what was blessed with their people"

"... what's wrong with that? What does that have to do with anything now?

"I wasn't blessed with my people, was I? So abandoned by the guy who was planning to throw the party, he had to act alone and lonely"

"So that's what it is!

"You still don't get it? Or don't you remember me anymore?

"You..."

"It's me. It's me, Gallon. I couldn't get you into your party the day the game started."

"Dawn...?

I don't answer that question, I set up a machete.

Gallon looks at me with a flashing look.

"I'll show you, Gallon. I've lived on my own."