Log Horizon

◆ 1.04

Many ruins buildings in the downtown area along the canal feature colorful drapes. In this Cerdesian world, where civilization has been devastated, Minami, an adventurer city, is the most advanced in the sense of the environment. But still, not all buildings can be beautifully refurbished, so the ruins of downtown are covered with drapes as advertising towers in this way, hiding their devastation.

Most of all, that's not to pretend to be lively. Without having to dress up like that, countless signs have been erected on the dirty sidewalks at the foot of those ruins, and numerous shops have brought in customers. In one way or another, it was due to advertising in its original sense and the aesthetic of being an 'adventurer'.

To call it a festival, the absurd shades that became routine were characteristic of the city along the canal.

The night came to the city of Minami.

In this Yamato, where no electric neon decoration exists, the city lights are Fluorescent Lights (Bug Lights) and Magic Lights (Magic Lights). Dropouts and signs illuminate the city with a good smell of burning oil.

If you wander through stall skewers and a glass of liquor that clings to the edge of the canal and get into the mess of the Southandi Walk, the downtown area is filled with a tremendous number of restaurants. Many are stores that use the ground floor of abandoned buildings, but the popular stores seem to be renovating the second and third floors for guest seating. In this other world, where there are no electric elevators, there is not much of a preference for high-rise stores.

It wasn't that kind of street shop that Boyle chose in the alley where he turned right, it was an underground store descending the narrow stairs beside it.

Minami has few stores on the upper floors, but there are many such basement ground floor restaurants. The downtown stores where Southandi Walk meets Item Avenue are very popular and the lottery rented from Plant Hwyaden is extremely intense. As a result, more and more of these underground stores, which fall slightly on a user-friendly basis, are also undergoing maintenance.

Zesta's is a tavern-style restaurant that isn't as rarely made around here as it is. Japanese-style, stateless-style stores have about ten table seats and half of them are filled.

Boyle took a fat breath when he sat on his own without being guided. I've been out in Seto for a few days and it's been a long time since I've been back.

"Welcome back, Mr. Boyle!

"Whoa, Wica! For now -"

"Beer, right? Because I know!

Boyle's heart bounced on his familiar daughter. Before such a boil, with a chilled metal mag, a bubbling amber liquor is placed in momentum. Boyle gives half a gold coin to his hazy billboard daughter with a nihil (and Boyle himself thinks) grin while dampening his inner upset. Chips.

In Minami, where card payments have become fully popular, gold coins and semi-gold coins that have broken them have become mostly chip-only currencies.

The "earthlings" from all over the "Holy Empire Westlande" who work in Shanghai are gathering such chips and sending them to their homeland.

The billboard daughter, also known as Wika, wrapped herself around a shoulder-lowering crotch purse in front of her rich chest wrapped in a frilly decorated white, fluffy fabric, she put on the half gold coin she had received from Boyle.

"What do you recommend today?"

Olive salad, roasted bird breast flavoured miso, sailed and asparagus tartare sauce, assorted sashimi, smoked duck and grilled haunted eggplant ginger.

It's a devotion that just makes me have an appetite.

The Zesta Shop is quite a dedicated tavern packed in the kitchen by an expert "cook" who learns to cook every week from the Adventurer.

Price ranges are also somewhat high in this area with many classic taverns that operate on one item, such as stewed offal miso or skewered. If you're not an "adventurer" on an expedition like Boyle, it's a "tavern serving a little good food" that might be tough to pack through.

Boyle thought of that when he saw the wika leaving laughing at the time he took the order.

The store was filled with six minutes or so.

There is a single guest, and there is a party in the company. Every guest has a bright face.

It was originally a city of Minami with more optimistic air, but still gorgeous and somewhere appeased.

That would still be due to the arrival of the goodwill mission from the east, which I refrained from next week, and the ceremony that followed.

That's also the hottest topic in the city right now.

The Goodwill Mission itself is known to have been attacked by the nobility of the "Alliance of Free Cities Eastal", an "Earthlings" organization in Kanto, against a noble group of the "Holy Empire Westlande", or "House of Lords".

But what was important to Boyles, the Adventurers, was that Tokyo Akiba's Adventurers were working together in that line.

The "Adventurers" of Kansai, affiliated with "PLANT HWYADEN", saw the treatment they had created as a single guild, in order to deal with the changes since the "catastrophe" and, given the circumstances, to minimize confusion.

"PLANT HWYADEN" was forceful from its establishment, and some parts of membership were powerful. But that's what I needed, and it was accepted in that sense.

But there was also one concern about the "Adventurer" affiliated with "Plant Hwyaden," which was Kanto's spiritual affair with the "Adventurer." The "Plant Hwyaden" philosophy of trouble prevention by a single guild was threatened by the existence of the Roundtable Conference. Because they were getting quite a bit of peace and prosperity, even without guild integration or something.

Many Kansai adventurers are not familiar with it, but for some adventurers, it was also a source of concern that the Earthlings were divided between East and West. The players of the Boyles [Elder Tail] think it's outrageous, utterly unfortunate that [Adventurers] are splitting up and fighting between themselves, east and west, and they're not going to go in that direction, but if they get caught up in a political protest between [the Earthlings], there's a chance that they won't get through that? A thousand is, in case that happens, it can't be taken back. That's what the minded Adventurer thought.

In particular, "PLANT HWYADEN" has a deep relationship with "Holy Empire Westlande". It would not be an exaggeration to say that Zubzub's dependence. In the first place, the "Earthlings" of the "Holy Empire Westlande" participate in the top "Ten Seat Conference" of the organization.

To put it bluntly, the general adventurer affiliated with Plant Hwyaden can say that he feels a slight inferiority towards the Round Table Conference. Allowing the panic and powerful formation of the Alliance of the Catastrophe, this moment is still healing and parasitic with the organization of the "Earthlings".

Something desperate or dull to live every day isn't, but not many people care. - It is such a sense of spiritual distance.

Boyle, Hilla's Adventurer, didn't know what the mission was meant to be, but if the Adventurer from the Round Table Meeting (Hissing) came with it and the | Plant Hwyaden Nishi welcomed it, wouldn't that be a sign that those current relationships would change in the right direction?

There was such an observation going on in the city.

Guess it, the city was somewhat hoarse, and if the air is loose, all that remains is festival and welcome.

It was also significant that wet feathers, the owner of the "PLANT HWYADEN" alliance, issued a statement welcoming the "Adventurers" in the east.

The Alliance Master's first words in a long time gave great relief to the members of PLANT HWYADEN, just because he was temporarily unable to publicly represent himself and had been uttered the myth of seclusion and the mystery of the Ten Seat Conference.

As for Boyle, he is indeed an extinct beauty, but he has no personal interest in wet feathers that are far above his reach. Along with the dissolution of the guild I was enrolled in, so much so that I don't feel like resentment.

But now that you are a member of Plant Hwyaden, it is important that the Alliance Master continues to operate healthy and healthy. Besides, if it's for viewing, it's a beauty with a rub.

Either way, if it relieves tension, it is to be welcomed.

Well, it's better than that.

There is something more important.

Fortunately, customers are not so overcrowded. There are no rivals to pay attention to. When Boyle healed the bandana position, he made a nostalgia. The accessory I took out is a rose stone bracelet with a spilled design, although not a great level of gear from the adventurer's his point of view.

Items like this are not cheap here in Minami.

In Elder Tail, good equipment was powerful and high level. It is normal for designs to become so luxurious and beautiful that they are also of a high level. In other words, there is generally no mistake in considering that every element is proportionate to the level of equipment.

On the other hand, such items are beautifully barometric but not practical for the vast majority of "earthlings". You don't have enough gear. Items that can be used for the "Grounders" range from one to ten gear levels, and items with low gear levels are mostly blurry in appearance.

Low gear levels like boiled objects, but they look pretty good - that is, they can be gifted to the "earthlings" of the mind. That is something that this world never had. In other words, it was an unprecedented new development by [Adventurers] craftsmen, and the price was considerably higher.

"What are you doing?

Because of that thought, Boyle was surprised not to notice until the other person came in front of him.

With a positive cheeky smile, Wica makes a refreshing scorching sound of bird breast roasted, bright salad with yellow and green contrasts, and thin red smoked meat side by side for a worthwhile split.

Remembering Boyle's unspoken emotion at the trick, he also shuts his mouth, but Wika didn't even have a disgusting face to it. "I'm good at it, so I'll do this much service," he plated on a small plate, recommending that it be done before Boyle.

"Asparagus, what are you talking about? Recommended for the kitchen! But it's really shaky and delicious. Mr. Boyle lives alone without a squire, so you have to eat something like this, right?

Words that some people may feel blamed for, except for Boyle. I feel deeply satisfied with my state of affairs, which is burning the blame, and chilled loneliness at the fact that it is not one of my own.

"Right. I need to eat as much vegetables as I can."

"What is it? Put on a strange face. Don't you just say it back like you always do?

Boyle is forced to move his mouth and put the practiced words on his mouth to Wika, who turns his chin away and asks him if he still cares, light-eyed and slightly boiled.

"Speaking of which, we even got to Ligang Sixière. It was pretty busy over there, too. I just happened to see this over there, but it's a souvenir, so if it's a good idea, follow it, it's cheap and it's bad."

The fact that I didn't happen to see it but ordered it from the other craftsman to make it and that it's cheap is a lie.

I mean, it's just a line of lies and lightning, but Boyle, who did the hard work, stuck out every brown paper bag accessory to the wika. The truth is, I also followed a luxurious box of black paint, but when I put it in it, it was going to be "kind of heavy" so I dared to switch it to the paper bag that I could get there and hand it over.

It's pretty heavy at the time of sending the jewelry to the store clerk I'm familiar with, but Boyle's head doesn't give me that much of a turnaround, and I don't realize that even that "kind of weighs a lot" was an excuse in the first place to "depress me if I didn't get it noticeably evil".

"Well, were you even in the dungeon? It was a dangerous job, wasn't it? Only impotent...... Ah..."

Wika looked at the contents of the bag and looked like she had a troubled, but irresistible look of joy and shame. Even Boyle knows she's one of the billboard daughters in this tavern, and there's a guy who hangs his approach besides himself.

But if you're not complacent, you're pretty close in there (I think). I'm not going to think of it as definitely working or anything because it's a sex affair, but there's no such thing as being disgusted...... should be.

Wika let her gaze swim left and right, restlessly raising her heel down. As he rests in his restless posture, his chest wrapped in a fluffy blouse shakes and his adorable expression changes like a kaleidoscope.

"... is that okay? This looks expensive."

"Not really. Besides, this assignment came from up there. I also got plenty of gratuities because it was a pretty rare quest item"

Boyle told the truth.

The city of Minami is home to more than 10,000 Alliance members of "PLANT HWYADEN," but it's a good place to have 3,000 members of the battlefield who constantly conduct expeditions like Boyle. Naturally it will be important, and Boyle himself is gradually receiving top ratings among them. Not as top-notch as the former members of Howling and the rest of the month, but to the extent that they said they were top-notch among the second-rate.

Technological innovations are also gorgeous. At present, even "magic items" (magic items) in low- and middle-level bundled triplets for "adventurers" are traded unexpectedly as materials for experimentation, research, or convenience item manufacturing. This time he also delivered plenty of material on a quest to defeat the "Cloud Mirror" (Nightbright). The nostalgia is warm.

"That's why it's okay. Put it on."

"Yeah......!

Thank you, and Wika smiled as she slid her thin wrist through her milky, sweet, glowing bracelet, putting it up in front of her chest as if embracing it, giving her a melting smile.

"It's no big deal," Boyle returned, holding down his heartbeat, which kept ringing like an early bell, letting him wave his hand around.

Minami night, it still goes on.

The city was at peace, and further prosperity was imminent.

Boyle then looked at the timing and talked to Wika and chewed up the happiness in the city. The outlook for this summer is bright. Happiness also comes to me when I have been made an island to another world.

Boyle, back in the Negro, enjoyed a soft bed for the first time in a long time.

It's just an expedition and now it's only about the bed. What a dormitory, but it's not bad to move. "Plant Hwyaden" will provide you with a room that invites people.

It was such a whispering hope that I was thinking until I fell asleep.

◆ 1.05

Ikoma's outhouse.

Even its detached house, where wet feathers live, has a completely different atmosphere depending on the detachment in each direction. The Golden Lotus Palace in the northeast, furthest from the centre, had a lonely atmosphere among them.

Saiya Touri is the one who uses this remote temple.

He is the ruler of the "Holy Empire Westlande".

The person at the time leaned against the side of the hall with a garden view with a thin hunting coat.

What we refrain from around is Ains accompanying the emerging aristocrat Malvez from Akiba. It is one of the few staff officers of Saigami Touri. However, in places like Staff, Comrades, and so on, Tori has no maneuver to hit the force of war. "Holy Empire Westlande" is the highest authority yet a weak force. That was the untrue status quo of Saigon Touri and his party.

"Nio's Nijimas. It's good. Look, you."

"Ha..."

Following Malvez, who snubbed up on the roasted fish put out for repair in front of him, Ains also put his mouth on the salty roasted fish. Fish and mountain vegetables are also served before the tortoise, but one way or another he seems to have plenty to drink sake.

Ains proceeded with the meal, wanting to see how it was going.

I'm not uncomfortable.

Nearly two months had passed since I left Akiba.

There were only a dozen people left to open up and follow from the heavy duty of "Honesty" 's guild master, who came all the way to the West with Saigon Touri as his new ally, but Ains was strangely calm and able to move vigorously.

"Are the Eins used to this life?"

"Yes, you're getting better."

Since this was the case, life could not be described as both qualitative and luxurious.

The quarters provided were separate buildings for escorts near this distance, sufficient in size and number of rooms, but they were somehow old. The columns are thick and the walls are thick. The water walnut should be up to the well outside. The bath is also small.

The inconvenience of such quarters was inconvenient, while the buildings themselves and furniture were of fine quality. Decorated with spirals and sculptures, sleeping quarters fall under the so-called antics of the Eins. It has low functionality and storage, but is superior as a work of art.

There are similarities in the diet, and even though they are losing power, they are the owners of the Saigon family, located at the apex of the "Holy Empire Westlande". With regard to meals and daily consumption, we receive support from the Senate, and the ingredients served are the finest we can think of. Initially, there were suspicious Ains and their neighbors for their small variety and bias, but when I looked into it, nothing happened. The pursuit of Akiba and the "adventurers" for food is only extraordinary, this assortment is normal as a kind of food that the nobility usually speaks of, and the quality itself is "royal servings" as carefully selected.

To sum it up, there are inconveniences everywhere, but the sincerity that Tori is showing us is the finest of them all, and that there is nothing more than gratitude.

As for inconvenience, just because you are an Adventurer in the first place is a wide range of responses. The furniture can be added or replaced, and the quarters can be modified. If the meal is prepared here, the Adventurer, who has a number of seasonings, is overwhelmingly more advantageous. I can even get ready to hang out.

"Hey, Ains. I'll tell you what, you shouldn't. Don't you want to give it to me?"

"... go ahead"

Malvez took up the small citrus fruit, which was very similar to the radish grate taken from the "magic bag", and served it generously.

"Soy sauce, a little on the grate. The radishes should be spicy. Phew. Nijmas is soothing."

Best of all, Ains already, but when I thought about that radical grate leaving Ains' bag, I got a subtle look on my face.

"The Adventurer is benign and advantageous, so let him eat grate or something."

"Ha."

Among the inconveniences, the difficulty is the position of this outhouse.

From the east of the city of Minami, from the capital of Kyou, it is in the south, so to speak, a land of major strife at equal distances from both, but in reality it is a remote and despicable mountain back. Either way we need to go down the mountain, and there will certainly be a problem if we put it in the sense of convenient transportation.

However, apart from being an "adventurer", it is possible to run through five kilometers of mountain roads to Minami without taking long enough. Some of the higher-level rides that Adventurers can catch include short flights, not Eagle Lions, or even some with forest treading skills.

That's why Ains and the Honesty Leaving Group were routinely buying out and gathering information in Minami and Kyou cities.

"Lande's situation is unsettling, too."

"Really."

"Ains. What do you think of the situation between Kyou and Minami? How do we move in the future?

Ains thinks about the topic of being turned to water.

That's more of a topic that the Eins and one party have been working on for the past two months than a sudden chat.

Objectively, Ains has no reason to serve this fallen royal queen of Yamato. Even though they gave him the title, it's no longer just a name, and Ains doesn't even live in Akiba. From a profit point of view, there won't be a single reason to follow Saigon.

That said, Ains had no intention of abandoning Saigon Touri.

It's a boarded ship, so I have a step-in-law, not so much, but bigger than that, Ains doesn't hate this young Saigon. Ains felt worthy to follow this young man, who is strangely honest and even blunt, when he says he is the heir to this most historic house in Yamato.

"We are going to defeat the Senate and create a righteous world of the Lord!

"That's another rambling"

"Defeat the great one in character and marry a pretty princess! It's the real thing about men!

"Well, that's not necessarily a mistake," Eins said, glancing sideways at Malvez, who laughed at him (once in the organization, it was supposed to be the same person).

It's not a mistake, but it's probably not the right answer either.

Honesti, who pursued an expansion strategy to ensure his voice during the Roundtable Conference, lost his legs, and the Akiba ruling house, which he launched with a view to the ruling organization of Akiba, failed.

What is victory?

The most vocal guild in the Round Table was undoubtedly D. D. Lost its (D.D.D) allied lord Crusty (at least he was no longer in a situation where he could take command) and let go of its scale himself in the form of dissolution, but as far as Eins is concerned, I don't think its influence has diminished either, fine dust.

Leaving aside the scale Eins sought until he became a bloody eye, he split guild mechanisms such as mentoring and protecting the rights of members he was in love with, and still has the confidence and ability to carry out his mission.

Not until then when it comes to Ains personal lack of instruction, but if you think that by and large it is the essence, perhaps, no. That has to do with more gigantic, strategic decisions before charisma or managerial ability.

In the end, the problem that is going on in Yamato is, for one thing, a catastrophe.

The Catastrophe is not over, and it is still underway.

This has two meanings.

One is that the unprecedented phenomenon of "catastrophe" continues precisely at this moment.

Initially, the "catastrophe" was considered conscious by the "adventurer" in this different world of Cerdesia. From the Eins, it's a case of being suddenly brought into the world of Elder Tail. This has been considered an "outrageous event" and an "instantaneous and irreversible incident" by both "adventurers" and "earthlings" since shortly after it happened. Because the Adventurer woke up in this other world because all of them were almost simultaneous, and when and with no additions.

But it is now thought that this may be a mistake. Studies by Roderick at the Round Table report a strange phenomenon in Yamato where the distance between the two points gradually opens. In addition, there have been raids caused by the Classic Disaster.

It's not clear from the fact that we don't know how many of the causes and mechanisms of "catastrophe" are, but that "catastrophe" is not a phenomenon like a flash of explosion, but one that occurs at a certain point and then slowly perverts the world all the time - or erodes if you say it without decorating words, isn't it? That's what Adventurers are thinking now, starting with Ains and sharing some information on the matter.

The other is the transformation of society and the world itself, which is happening throughout Cerdesia, perhaps beyond Yamato. In this other world, the Adventurer existed for a long time, but it was not "living" in the sense of the present. The Catastrophe changed everything, and the Adventurer had to be a part of this world without refusing. And if the Adventurer walks around this earth of his own free will, every change will be caused.

Job improvements and technological innovations, as we have seen in the Seven Falls Castle Fortress, will come to a standstill, or a system that has never been carried out before will be used, or monsters that we have never seen crusaded. They cannot help but make drastic changes in the society of the "earthlings" who live in Cerdesia.

The noblemen of the fishes lay down their radishes and said, "This spicy flavor is still a habit!" and so on are friendly and cute examples, but there are also many more irrevocable changes, huge ones.

Adventurers and Earthlings.

"Roundtable Meeting" and "Plant Hwyaden".

"Saigongjia" and "Senate".

"Holy Empire Westlande" and "Alliance of Free Cities Eastal".

Conflicts tend to be numerous and confusing, but there is only one thing behind them. The catastrophe has repainted everything and made the present a thing of the past.

The rules that have prevailed so far are broken, the common sense that we relied on is useless, and people wander in search of signposts.

The time of unrest has come.

That is not only true in terms of force and military significance, but also in economic and cultural terms, as well as in terms of organisational relations and in terms of identity and sequence to date.

And on top of that, Ains asks me.

What is victory?

"- The Holy Empire Westlande is just one of unprecedented political strife."

That's what Ains said.

Not to say, of course, that there are no challenges for the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal, but by comparison, the Holy Empire Westlande is more massive and urgent.

"The problem is, in the end, it's all about the fragility of the governing organization."

"Let's not do that! The Holy Empire Westlande is a historic power."

"No, it's not. Conflict between us and the Senate. Conflict between the" Earthlings "and the" Adventurers ". Conflict between" Plant Hwyaden "and traditional aristocrats. These are what make the Holy Empire Westlande brittle. - Right, Ains?

Tori closed the fan at hand patchy and drew precisely on Ains' intended argument. Ains gives his respects back to that concern, choosing words to continue.

"That's right. There may be a history, but because of it, rigid organizations are not complacent about changing times and absorbed in search of their own interests. Lord Malvez. Lord Touri weighs himself down as a weak force, etc., but I do not think so. And I don't even think the Senate is strong."

"Really?

Defeat the old aristocracy and become the mainstream of the "Holy Empire Westlande". Grip the casting board of the current and change the world. Malvez, thinking only that way, patted his eyes.

"Both compare to adventurers. No power, no assets coming from the level. And the violent nature of civilized people, compared to" adventurers, "are both cute things. Its roots, which are now rocking western yamato, lie in the internal division of" Plant Hwyaden ". Even if that were resolved, what lies ahead is the conflict between" Plant Hwyaden "and" Round Table Meeting ". In other words, both the House of Lords and the House of Lords are about to mount a battle and keep it in spills on their butt horses. I think so."

"... well. Does Eince look like that?"

Of course that's one of the perspectives.

Adventurers are used for the strength of the Senate's ambitions.

I would also be able to look at it that way.

In the first place, however, there should have been a peace between the Holy Empire Westlande and the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal in the name of non-interference approaching a hundred years.

Both Malvez and Touri will want to deny it because they've been holding their heads down, but from Ains, the 'Adventurer', the 'Holy Empire Westlande' is weak.

He was the descendant of a coward who was scared and drawn to the force of the "Alliance of Free Cities Eastal" and just couldn't complain because he didn't have the power to fight.

It would be difficult to describe that relationship as "strong" if we saw the fact that it continues to the present day. If that's what they did to their ambitions, it's because the "Adventurer" element appeared in this world and seemed available.

"Dear Tori, do not hold your enemies."

――

What happens when you crush such weak enemies as enemies?

There will only be a conflict between the (earthlings) forces other than the newly born House of Lords. We cannot afford to destroy the Senate in order to get on the negotiating table with a strong presence in this world, the Adventurer. I just have to swallow it and grow up. That makes sense.

And then what? Are you with any Adventurer forces? As I thought earlier, it is difficult to think from the power ratio. The only way to fight the Adventurer forces is to connect with another Adventurer.

Tie it, destroy it, win it, and welcome yet another challenger. - That repetition. I have no idea. Swallow to win, destroy it, and you will be caught in battle. That loop.

"As long as we divide the world between enemies and allies (,,,,,,,,,) we will always lose (,,,,,,,)"

So Eins made a recommendation that I could be sure would be most correct.

The Saigami family, a weak force, means no where to fight.

It's just a foolishness that takes all the risks, diminishes the power of war, and diminishes the only property that you call a name.

"That's what I learned from Siloe. Instead of fighting the enemy, we should discuss its source, which the enemy must exist as an enemy. Fortunately, there are weapons (cards)."

Immersed in the sea of thought, Ains responds straight to the demands of the Touri. It was not an indecisive jade maggot-colored path, but rather the most rugged, perhaps, path in this impending upheaval, the Holy Empire Westlande.

"Master Touri's name is more useful when you end a dispute than when you start one. Until then, all you have to do is survive without hating anyone."

Tori engraves the words of the Ains deep into his chest.

With that word, whether they were insulted or taken lightly, the three of them hid themselves from the unrest of the "Holy Empire Westlande" for how long.

◆ 1.06

And -.

In the same outhouse, Shi 'a (Azumaya) before dawn, a young man in Japanese hair pierced the belly of a colleague.

It was the swordsman Kazuhiko, belonging to the Ten Seat Conference, who gave a depressing look in the light of blue and white in the midst of strong winds ringing the perimeter and disturbing the signs around him. Lying at his feet and vomiting blood from his mouth with a tired look is the child face mage (Prophecy Singer) Quon. An adventurer who belongs to the Ten Seat Conference.

"I don't know, now"

"Oh."

Kazuhiko answered with few words.

That expression, which was always painful, was still the same, but some of the voices I hung cared for.

"Hehe. Do it. Oh, now I think I can get some sleep."

……

The five senses of the Adventurer are no different from those of the Earth Age, but for one thing, they seem to be considerably restricted to pain. Even tragic injuries such as a cut off arm or a broken bone all over his body, the pain is changed to an intolerable sensation, he said, hot or numb.

I don't like Kazuhiko, but it's also true that because of this measure, the Warrior Position is capable of fighting giant monsters in this other world.

Is it because of that procedure? Kuon doesn't seem to be hurting as hard as he can stand either. I look at my abdomen with a rather intriguing gaze.

The abdominal wound would have been fatal if it had been Earth.

A japanese knife with a pierced white sheath rather sews the floor together with the quon. The bright red blood flowers that stain on the robe are expanding fast and are starting to oxidize and blacken.

"I asked you once, but you can log out with this."

"Probably. This is Heaven's Way. The next thing you know, you'll be on a human path. I would have explained" fantasy class. "

Kazuhiko pulled out a knife with the name "Six Way Circle" displayed in the item window. This Yamato is also a weapon that can kill two adventurers.

If you believe in flavored text, it is the equipment of a revolving rebirth that sends the victims into a worthy world, and Kazuhiko is convinced that humans who died with this sword can return to the Earth world. At least, I'm not heading to the Grand Temple.

"Well no. Whether you can go back or not, if you can sleep with it."

Kuon said so in a throwing tone.

There was no anger or resentment, even though Kazuhiko had killed him.

I guess that's all I was exhausted.

"... I'll ask you if you need anything"

That's what Kazuhiko said.

I can't apologize.

I killed Quong at my own convenience. I feel guilty even though I took what seems to be consensual today. But there's no way I can apologize now. Because with or without consent, Quon would have killed.

It is not noticeable because it is too unmotivated, but the potential abilities of this child-faced sorcerer are high. Just because you have a deep knowledge of Elder Tail can be a major threat in this Cerdesia. Given the ability of that body to be engraved (called from the other side), it cannot be excluded.

Kazuhiko has had many (earthlings) in his hands. I didn't kill him, but I've eliminated the Adventurer. Most of them had no choice but to be assassins targeting Kazuhiko and Intics, but some of their opponents had no harm whatsoever to Kazuhiko and the others.

To protect the city of Minami.

Don't let the majority of people get hurt by the madness of Intics.

Only a permanently separated genius, Intics, who smells what the other person doesn't like, used his abilities to the fullest for his closest opposite sex, Kazuhiko. Tens of thousands of "earthlings" who live happily in the city of Minami, who know nothing about Kazuhiko - said that if they defy Intics, they will take the lives of young children and women.

I have no interest or name, so I'm not upset at all, and I don't feel itchy. Kazuhiko doesn't have that kind of in-laws, does he? Just a few dozen people die because of you. If you turn against me, you will simply die of poisoning someone else in red who has nothing to do with it.

With such other loving threats, and only a few show-off victims, Kazuhiko became the dog of Intics.

To keep Intics from killing dozens, Kazuhiko chooses to kill them. It's an uninteresting comedy.

Holding on to his excuses for himself, Kazuhiko just asked for his wishes.

"Nothing"

With an unmotivated triangle mouth, Quon returned it fed up.

You must have been really tired of it, only tiredness and disgust in your cloudy eyes.

"I don't care anymore if it's a game or real. I'm tired of distinguishing. What matters is Earth or Cerdesia. If you go that way, Earth can be the game. I mean, without this front door chime, whatever."

Voices thrown away without force resemble heavily dripping dark clouds.

"- Here we go again. 'Alhun has been opened', 'Zalbris has been opened' and 'Tukifat has been opened'. Ping-pong, in the head of a ping-pong man. Come on on. It's a dash with chimes in a row. It's eight o'clock. I hope you don't mind."

Kazuhiko was silently listening to the voice.

It's a herald of a "catastrophe."

It was only with this prophecy of Quon that "Plant Hwyaden" became aware of the threat early on and was able to prepare for its time-bound event. Special monster progression in time, implemented in "Opening the Nouazphere".

"I mean, you're a tower defense. I won't show you that without a PR site or materials..."

Now it has degenerated, and the contents of the "Classic Disaster" have borne fruit in an occult that I don't really understand. But that body is definitely the monster of Elder Tail. That's why I can break through.

"Oh, yeah."

Kuon added in some blurry, grisless voice.

The end of the robe begins to burn blue and white with the melamera. The tip of the flame is stirred by strong winds and converted into rainbow light. We have zero hit points and Rothschild is over.

Quon is now dying in Cerdesia. And we're probably getting a new awakening.

"You, already, with that sword, you're a made-up prick."

Quon said that irresponsibly.

Kazuhiko keeps listening to the word by squeezing his expression so that he doesn't put his emotions on it. "Listen to your wishes," I said. I wish I could promise samurai-doing innocence that I can't change that word, but Kazuhiko is already a fallen body. I'm only a dirty assassin. I can't fulfill Quon's wish. Just ask. But I couldn't do such a terrible palm return. I just chose silence.

"You're making too much noise over there and here because of that root dark woman. Nothing. I don't have a wet feather shoulder, and it doesn't depend on my tits, but I'm more comfortable talking about those glasses no matter what you think.... If you have the power of that knife, if you can get it back to Earth, you should do so. You know each other, don't you?"

Don't you have the power to twist your neck anymore, Kuon has turned to Kazuhiko, who stands aside only his gaze. For a few moments, his gaze staggered and he blinked slowly twice.

Very tired, voiced like an old man, Quon said, "I stopped. Withdrawal," he flipped the foreword. The flames have already begun to spin on its arms and on its chest.

"I'm not going into your beaks. I don't care. No more, we just need to be quiet over here. There's only one thing I want to say to you."

With a relaxed voice, Kuon continued, whose whole body was no longer a shimmer of rainbow light.

Havana Nice Day.

It was a light-hearted, irresponsible word that meant nothing.

Leaving behind those words, one of the ten-seat meetings left the Cerdesian world behind.

"That's a good word."

"I'm not in the mood to discuss this with you right now. KR"

Without even turning around, Kazuhiko once responded to his friend.

Stirred by strong winds, both Kazuhiko's Japanese costume sleeves and KR's old cloak made a crisp noise. In a stormy breeze late at night, the rainbow chavon quickly sprayed and the last thing left was the gear that Quon was using. It also turned to ashes and left into the wind.

"I don't think it's a bad endmark. For Quon and for Intics."

I can't even say it back to the blurry KR words, and Kazuhiko bit his lip.

It would have been best if it had been done like KR. If you can get back there and be happy, even Kazuhiko has no reason to refuse to choose such an option. But it's not. For Intics, Earth is the animal path.

If Kazuhiko's knowledge and understanding were correct, Kuon would have gone back to Earth (logged out) with this. You'll lose all of your memories in Cerdesia, but you should wake up over there. But.

Intics is not.

Kazuhiko stares at the white sheath knife that remains in its hand, feeling many times heavier than it actually is, and bites his lips off.

The name Rokdo Roundabout and its commentary do not guarantee a return to the Earth world. In addition to Heaven's Way (Cerdesia) and Man's Way (Chiku), there are still four results in the lottery that appears.

Not to mention the way Intix and Kazuhiko went seemed determined. Or for both of us, this world may have been the alley of Shura right now.