Log Horizon

The enthusiasm of the feast was completely cool.

The evening breeze, albeit early summer, is cool and blows hard enough to flake the tunic hem.

The cloud shadows over the ground.

Because the moon is so bright, we can shadow it in the middle of the night. Siloe was walking through the city of Akiba after midnight, following the contrast between its shadows and the moonlight.

There are no destination-like destinations.

To escape the feeling of inexplicable blackness. Or to be sure. Siloe didn't really understand her emotions either.

It feels like a heavy, huge mass is in my chest. An unclear and dark unidentified mass, like the sea at night, and not refreshing, as if it had been made of coltar. The energy you have is huge, but it's not going anywhere, it's just a sense of 'being' there.

(... just be there)

Siloe also knows.

This is unproductive emotion.

Of course there will be bad ones. A guild called "Hermeln" can never be good. If there is such an opportunity, Siloe has the feeling that it doesn't matter if it is a battle, as she did with Brigantia.

But even if "Harmeln" is a hypothetical evil, he's a little villain. Not all the causes of the situation in the city of Akiba today are in Harmeln. All sorts of things - all sorts of “irresistible things” overlapped, and now the city of Akiba has this vibe. I have feelings for the atmosphere that I can't afford.

And if you're just going to hit [Harmeln] with that feeling, Siloe understands it's an eight-hundred hit.

Pack your breath, Siloe walks.

Eight hits is poorly dressed.

I don't like hitting it just to get myself refreshed.

That's why Siloe can't articulate the black feelings that are in Siloe. Bringing it out to "Harmeln" is ugly enough for Shiloe to be inferior to the rest of Harmeln.

(But if)

For example, Siloe has no place to articulate that feeling.

It is good that "Hermeln" is a little evil.

So who is the great evil?

Even though we realize how the EXP Pot is being supplied, is it a bad big battle guild that we've overlooked to expand our forces?

Are there bad new players who know they are being exploited but continue to get caught up in the curse of being sweet about the fact that they are weak and have someone protect them?

Is there a bad small and medium-sized guild that understands that there are inequalities between guilds and that can only compete small, that can't work together in their own interests despite coming together to break them?

All the irresponsible third-party players are bad, knowing the city's atmosphere is getting worse, but holding hands and deciding to sideline?

- That's bad.

Everybody, bad.

However, the evil was only to the extent that it was small evil and almost foolish or something like that. No matter which one you take, it is not the “mastermind” or the like that lurks behind all evil.

There is no evil that would solve all the problems if we defeated someone. It's not convenient and easy to do.

Everything was a little distorted, just frustrating.

And in the distortion, Shiloe herself is there. I can hardly breathe, I am in the city of Akiba where a snoring order is created and I do nothing like this, even though I have more level and equipment than the majority of the inhabitants of the city of Akiba. Myself, who fully understands what's going on, but is also overlooking this moment right now.

That's no different than the "indifferent city dwellers” Shiloe himself is. As much as someone I know is in trouble, I can cloud if their nature (s) are even worse.

Even though Marielle failed, she went so far as to talk about the Alliance. Yet Shiloe can't even reach that point.

Such a "poor small and medium-sized guild" that I can only compete with, etc., is pathetic, funny and biting crease, but it is about to cut a thousand.

(I look bad.... if you suck, you look the worst)

Soon we had reached the top of the bridge. An old western bridge mossed in stone hangs on a river in Kanda. When the columns are also dried, the scent of water and the swinging sound spreads into the moonshadow.

So what am I supposed to do?

Without having to work that feeling consciously, Shiloe thinks. It was also the character of the siloe that had to be considered if given the problem, as well as the "role" stained in The Tea Party of the Prodigal.

Many stories are discarded when assembled.

On the right hand side of the siloe are soldiers of red cards. On the left hand side of the siloe are the soldiers of black cards. They intersect and play the sound of logic with the spear of denial and the sword of affirmation. Meaningless facts are eliminated, possibilities considered, and reasoning flows into the river at night.

There is no answer. I can't even get out. I have known from the beginning that there are no convenient answers. Siloe has handouts that are too big from the beginning. Besides, that's a handful I carried in my own desire.

(The thought of handouts is inherent. It's just a bump.... I was just running around. I'm a solo player because that's what I've been wanting)

I wonder what she said. Siloe gives the moon the gaze she was pointing at the river. The bright white moon illuminates the city of Akiba before dawn with a silky glow of washing away.

(Because that guy was a fancy guy... And he wasn't as cowardly or untrained as I was.)

If I were that guy, I'd open my big mouth and laugh and everything would be resolved with typhoon-like momentum, I suppose. Or I think it might have been a pain in the ass and thrown out the city of Akiba.

Reality is, after you do whatever you want to say, "Shiro, you figure out how to end this! That's okay, dude! Don't you complain? Shiro, you're good, so get rid of it!" Is it the line where I give my homework?

Call the Talking function.

On the friends list, two names.

- Towya, Minori.

Probably the twin sisters and brothers in "Harmeln".

I want to help you. I want to do something about it. But I can't do it with you when you helped Serara in the March Alliance.

For one thing, Marielle was there in the case of the March Alliance. Explicitly or not, Siloe rescued Serara on behalf of Marielle. I mean, there was a client.

Of course, Shiloe knows that she wanted to help a girl named Serara, but somewhere she had the sweetness to "make a request and she's just doing that".

The second is that Shiloe wants to help Toya and Minori now, but wants to do something about "everything" more than that. I also felt that during the skino escape. There must have been a few players in Suskino at that time, even though there weren't many players in the same situation as Serara. Shiloe was feeling something uncomfortable about abandoning the players who said so and rescuing Serara alone.

But it was also based on the premise that the task at hand was to rescue Serara, so to speak, to return to the city of Akiba.

I don't want to get away with it this time.

Then help the twins abolish the tyranny of a major guild, improve the atmosphere of the city and restore a new order - can you do that to Siloe, a solo player who doesn't even belong to the guild? If you say so. It's impossible.

(You don't even “belong” to the guild, or...)

It caused dull but indulgent pain to the siloe.

Come to think of it, it seems to me that Shiloe has always regarded the Alliance as "belonging". The guild has always existed independently of the siloe, and it's good or bad, and it doesn't fit... I've looked at it with a third-party rating.

An irresponsible attitude.

I think so now.

Then it is as if it were the same structure as a third party living in the city of Akiba and viewing "the atmosphere of the city of Akiba today is…".

Siloe had never "joined the Alliance" before, and she didn't have "responsibility for the Alliance". Push your tastes and conveniences on top of that...... what an arrogant mindset that is.

"Guild.... Guild. Or..."

"Do you still hate guilds, Shiloe?

Tease. It was Natha who made the sound of the asphalt shards rolling and appeared out of the shadow of the building.

Nyata narrows his calm looking eyes and asks Siloe's solitary.

……

Siloe was surprised, but shrugged her shoulders and gave up the place just a little bit.

"No, that's not true... and I think"

Siroe thinks that he hated the guild and what he called it was probably due to some unlucky encounter. He melted the assumption that he had a hard time dating the "Three Moons Alliance".

I can also understand that I was arrogant now.

But on the other hand, I also recall the PK we met near Akiba and the robbers we met in the city of Susquino. It is also true that a system called Alliance has a perishable aspect. It is easy to imagine morality declining in a major guild where territorial strife has become a norm.

"... well, maybe there's an aspect to that."

Nyata replies to Shiloe's statement.

"But if there's something that won't rot, on the contrary, it won't be trustworthy.

Raw, sick, old, and bitter are the reason of the Three Thousand Worlds.

What was born is rotten, and suffers from disease. Sometimes old and fading. Sooner or later, he dies. Denying it is the same thing as denying birth.

Shiloe should know. For example, "over there" was certainly particularly cozy, but that was just cozy because everyone was trying to make it cozy.

The treasure that everyone gets without doing anything is not the treasure they're looking for. "

Siloe remembers.

Oh, really, I think you're right.

I didn't even realize it was an effort because the effort was so natural and everyone was paying for it as normal. But now I know that's honorable. Perhaps the fellow cat ears in front of me had made an invisible effort.

That's with the effort Marielle is making, for example.

How much Marielle's smile supports the Three Moons Alliance. Whether to splash rare items or gold coins, is the Mitsukishi Alliance clustered together with a strength that will never rival them?

If so, if the city of Akiba was ever comfortable, it was because someone else was making an invisible effort without a thing. Siroe thinks.

"Squad Leader. I wonder what I should do..."

To Shiloe's words, Natha looks up at the same moon.

Black ears swoop in the wind over his head, hiccups move quietly.

"I hope you do the most amazing thing"

"Wow......"

Shiloe asks Nyata. The expression was as serene as usual, but seemed to be adult at all times in the light of the moon.

"Siroe, we're too reluctant."

What time is it, a direct word?

Siloe chases after the meaning of the words she flushed then.

Think seriously about what it means, as it wasn't a limited-time light mouth.

What does that mean?

What I was doing directly.

What I was doing to Akatsuki.

I mean, those two know all about it.

"I kept you waiting."

"That's right."

"You've both been waiting for me."

"That's right."

"Don't go anywhere else. He stayed by my side."

"That's right."

- You've been waiting for me to invite you to the guild?

Siloe is nagging. The black ocean-like solidification in my chest makes a roaring noise. Emotions with nowhere to go burst under the lid that pushed him to death and he's about to flood out.

The sound of summer bugs and the sound of quiet water. Later, in the white moonlight, Siloe stood up like a stick, clutching her fist tightly and holding it down desperately.

- He was expecting me.

- He was buying me.

- He waited for me.

I wondered why I didn't know that I was going to worry about analyzing all sorts of things. Or I was wondering if you had a bad blood spill by then. Even though distrust and inferiority toward oneself is as high as a levee, joy washes away the bits where affection makes trust cold and freezing.

"I wonder if I'll make it"

"Sure."

"Chief Nyantai. Sergeant Tai, come to my place.... When the squad leader comes with me, I'm glad. Without a squad leader, I'm in trouble."

Shiloe stared at Nyata and invited him. "I want a good edge," she says when she laughs like she's lit up.

"Yeah. Me and we'll make it. I'll get you a good edge."

Siloe nodded.

If you want "the most amazing thing". If you are allowed to hope for it. Along with such a huge responsibility that Siloe cannot support it, there are measures to come up with.

If you have company to carry with you.

◆

It was damp in the dark room.

The undrawn floor of the carpet is made of ancient concrete, to inhale unlimited heat, whether in the early summer or at dawn like now, it gets cold like graveyard soil.

Tightly wrapped around a dull shade of dirty cloak, Minori hits a turnaround that she doesn't know how many times it will be.

The night seemed long and endless.

Tired bodies craved sleep, but sleep is shallow and awakens easily from mundane things, either because of overly firm and cold beds or because of anxiety that may not even know tomorrow.

What guides you when your consciousness rises from the darkness of the night is a grinding pain. All I can remember is blurry dreams, the contents of which melt vaguely in the darkness, leaving behind heartache and regret.

Her hands, which were used as a "seamstress" in a small room for much of the day, hurt as if her muscles had become dead trees. Only today, no matter how many times you stroke it with your cold fingertips, it won't pull the pain off.

Next door, my brother Toya is asleep so he can hold his knee.

Nearly twenty of my people slept in this room.

Alliance Harmeln.

A middle-sized guild that helps beginners.

No, it is also the guild to which Minori and Toya belong.

After the Catastrophe, the city was surrounded by confusion and a sense of blockage. Everyone was surprised by the sudden events and didn't know what to do. During the first few days, Minori thinks the city didn't go into a massive state of strife because many players didn't know how to perceive this event and were hoping it might be some joke-like thing in hand.

Our own sister and brother. That was the exact same situation.

I didn't know what happened the first few hours.

In the days that followed, I knew what had happened, but I did not know how it had happened.

I still don't know about this "why". Now I know, "Why has this happened?" Forget me to ask the question that couldn't possibly be answered, and just say that I lost so much precious time that I couldn't take back the first few days.

The memory of a few days following it is, to tell the truth, in the fog.

I remember I was hungry. I didn't even know how to eat. I bought some food items at the market and shared them with my brother Toya. In an attempt to get out of the city, he was attacked and deprived of all his possessions without any explanation.

I remembered Siloe's advice that if we were to get out of the city, we should keep all the items except the ones we needed in the bank safe, after we lost a sentence.

Many players seemed to be trying to get in touch with themselves and gather information. But the two were novice players, and there was no one to rely on. There was only one person, but getting in touch with the name was a long way off.

Maybe I could have contacted you right after the catastrophe. But after spending the days following the Catastrophe, the two of them suddenly lost their possessions and remained too handy in this world.

Minori thinks she and Toya are close sisters and brothers.

From what I hear, even around the age of a junior high school student, the relationship can often be sinister, such as a brother or sister. The cleanliness and independence of that age severely divides siblings of the same age into exclusionary objects. My classmates say that I have lost my eyesight.

But that being said, myself and Toya are close sisters and brothers.

Minori didn't want to fight and wanted to help Toya in the first place, as usual.

For a reason.

As a result of the accident at an early age, Towya lost her ability to walk. There is no problem with the organ called the leg itself, but it is said that the neurological abnormality remains due to the sequelae.

It's nothing. I'm pitying Toya for that, so I'm not fighting. The accident was a very unfortunate event, but sometimes I wanted to change it if I could, but it wasn't one that Minori could do.

But Toya is bright and hard-working from her own eyes, her sister. Even in such circumstances, I have never shown anger or frustration with my surroundings. What a tough life for a disabled family. Towya is always careful to reduce the burden on her father and mother.

When sending her to and from the hospital twice a month, she reminds me of all the stories that Toya and I don't love. Toya is like a junior high boy, talking about comics, the internet, etc. According to the doctor's story, tests can sometimes be quite painful, but I've never seen anything like it.

Minori sometimes wonders if Toya's childish words and actions are cares for.

Minori's assessment of Towya was "a well done brother". Of course, from my sister's eyes, she's childish and she's in good shape, and if you call her an idiot who hasn't thought ahead, she's an idiot.

But in the essential part, he's a trustworthy brother. Whether your legs are crippled or the sequelae may come back from this, Towya will follow a towering path.

If that is the case, then I, who was born first, even a few hours apart, must do all my sister as a sister. I am the protector of Toya. I want to be equipped with the capabilities that Toya needs when she needs power.

It was difficult to develop between brothers and sisters, especially between younger ages, and it can be said that an emotion similar to a certain respect had made the two close sisters and brothers.

That's why I started Elder Tail.

After the inspection, etc., the tower will be worn out and unable to go outside. It was the online RPG that that towya expressed interest in. The two of them, who were tired of playing indoors once on the street, asked their parents - with the promise not to let their studies go away - to allow the game.

A game I started with my sister.

A world where Toya can run around as much as she wants, without feeling comfortable with anyone. Toya was very happy to have fun, and Minori was excited about the kind of play she'd never experienced before.

They loved Elder Tail.

But that's why Minori knows perfectly well to say, "I can't help it".

Being a child is sometimes cruel.

It means that it is impossible to say what you want, what you think, what you can do. Minori grew up liking her parents, but she couldn't just say what she wanted to say about me.

I don't want to burden my parents any more than Toya is. If Minori were to talk and think in a grown-up way for her age, the cause would end up in this matter.

Toya is also, I guess, a leg clump where the world says.

And more than just being a child, he's no better than Toya.

I don't have enough abilities, I can't take care of myself, I'm a handful of feet - they're traits that cloud the faces of people I like.

- After the Catastrophe, only once, I saw the siloe from afar.

The moment I saw him tall with glasses, I knew that was siloe.

I couldn't speak up. Next to him who was dirty in blood and dust, for there were heavily armored warriors and beautiful girls like spirits of the night, who gave as many signs of war as siloes.

Siloe has a battle of siloes.

Thinking about it, I couldn't say anything to Minori.

Close your eyes and a menu opens behind your eyelids.

Minori's friends list is short. My brother Towya. Some of the same beginners I met in Harmeln. And siloe.

Gently stroke Siloe's bright and shining name with his imaginary fingertips.

It's a treasure no one can take away for Minori, who has barely had what seems to be his property.

(I should have taught Shiloe a few more things...)

I think as I wrap my cape around my cold body. The darkness tonight seems deeper than usual. Blunt chest pain prevents me from sleeping.

At the ear of its minnoli, it accidentally sounded as soft as a bell ringing.

I swallow my breath sharply and am surprised that it sounded louder than I thought it would be in the dark room.

In the back of my brain, the name of the siloe I just stroked is pulsating.

Make sure you accidentally used the talk function, but there is no sign of it. I just got a call from Siloe. In such dawn time.

The sound of the bell rings again.

Experience knows that this sound can only be heard by Minori individuals. But if you speak up, you may be noticed by the members of Harmeln, and you may wake up your surrounding companions.

Still ignoring the sound of the bell was difficult for Minori.

I manipulate the menu in the back of my brain and respond only small to "yes" with a voice that seems to disappear.

'Um... This evening. You know what I mean? Siloe, though.'

"... eh"

Not only is that a familiar nostalgic voice, but it seems like a bridge that leads to when it was fun, filling Minori's chest.

In a dark, damp bunk, in a dirty, hair-woven cloak, Minori snorts small.

'... Minori, right?

I'm overwhelmed with feelings, and Siloe's words pass through my ears once because the back of my nose became watery. Minori can't reply. Speak up and someone else in the room might be suspicious. But more than that, I don't want Siloe to hear my cracked, wet voice with tears.

That was the only thing in my mind that snorted dozens of times, but Minori could only whine "yes" in a vanishing voice.

――

……

Between them, breathing sounds flow. Minori is desperate not to let her deaf nose fool herself, and she gets so nervous that the back of her eyes tinkle because she's afraid she'll be stunned by siloes. Why, at this hour? Why, to yourself? Only such a question runs around my head.

'You know, Minori. Listen carefully....... If YES, cough once small. Twice if no. If something is wrong or you want to tell it, cough it up three times smaller.... okay?

In that siloe inquiry, Minori finds herself struck by lightning.

(I know. Mr. Shiloe knows everything)

My current situation, too. I wonder what Harmeln is like.

I feel the power of thought that had otherwise been paralysed by daily monotonous forced labor come back to life.

(Only to Mr. Shiloe, I don't want to bother you...)

If you try to belong to "Hermeln," you'll know better. Even if you are a player that is ten levels higher than yourself or Toya, beginners do not have a systematic knowledge of the other worlds of this [Elder Tail]. Even mid-level players in Harmeln may not have an understanding of the Elder Tail combat system that extends to Minori herself.

To call for a useless feud if you flinch it, I never spoke out, but I am certain that the "common sense" Shiloe taught me while playing is helping me and Toya survive in this other world. Siloe is a benefactor. Minori has always thought so.

Or more than a benefactor, I've hoped.

"Cough once if you know."

Minori gathers the heat of the noodles and moistens his throat small, just small.

Come on. Just a little cough.

He was more thirsty and tingled than he thought, and he leaks a pitiful sound himself.

I owe Siloe. You have to reward that. Minori swallows her saliva many times as she thinks so, clearing her ears.

Minori and Toya are in Harmelon, right?

One small cough.

I'm delivering the EXP potion to Harmeln.

One more time, one cough.

'... are you okay?

……

Quiet enough to touch with your fingers, you go indoors full of darkness.

If they ask so far, what is Siloe asking? Minori also knows what you're trying to do for me.

But I get the pain of crushing my chest because I know. Minori has no idea how Siloe will "do it". But the method is not the problem. The problem is that Shiloe is so determined to help Minori and Toya.

What is the price Siloe is trying to pay to do something about ourselves? What will Siloe pay to save the two of us in a different world that needs this survival?

How much are we both worth?

If you ask that, you only have one answer for yourself.

(Fine. I'm still perfectly fine.... I get rice every day, and I'm a little bit on the "seamstress" level. Even me and Toya can live here. So we're okay...)

My own chest voice as if it were someone else's, as I tell myself. Minori coughs up just one little thing so that she closes the door to her nearly opened wish.

- It's okay, he said.

"Really?"

Siloe asks again. The voice is sweet and Minori remembers when we played together.

About when Towya poked at the enemy and he ran in to follow it, and that inadvertent move instead called for enemy reinforcements.

Thoya fights desperately while Shiloe sleeps reinforcements with a sleeping spell, herself healing everyone around. There are many enemies and HP is always a red stained indication. The MP is exhausted with epilepsy, no more, it's wiped out! And many times I thought, at the end of the day, it was a snare and the three of us survived.

Speaking of level 90, I hear it's at its peak in Elder Tail.

If they died, they would say that their experience points would drop as penalties, but they let them hang out with themselves around ten levels and wander between life and death. I felt sorry for that, I apologized so desperately, and I beat Toya's head with a dick to make him apologize.

For our own sake, we must not hurt Siloe's precious experience. But yet Siroe was smiling like a child and laughing.

- I was funny. It's an adventure, right? It's a pinch, that's why you have the technology.... Minori is already a little too well-behaved. That was fun, wasn't it? I had fun.

The voice was gentle and Minori was saved. And the same kindness as then is conveyed through the invisible lines of the chant.

So I'll just cough it back again.

- It's okay, he said.

That way, the next time I see Siloe, I might be able to smile and talk to her. Of course, we need a little time for that. I am thinly dirty right now and look like a stray. I haven't even taken a bath. I can't believe it's a girl, it's so cloudless.

The back of my chest hurts small and tiny, but still, it should have been a lot more than bothering Siloe. Minori tells herself that logic, which she no longer believes in.

'... ok. You're all right. But we'll play together again. I want to play with you. Because it was fun. So... wait a minute.'

"... ugh!!

Then you have no idea.

No, maybe it's because you know everything.

Conflicting thoughts in Minori's chest scream and crack, pushing her from the back of her nose into hot tears. Why is Shiloe so clueless? And why do you say such a kind word?

Guilt, pity for being frustrated, sorry, confused, and involved that you don't understand your concern. Such negative emotions and the same amount of joy, kindness, joy, and hope.

...... trust in siloe.

Those two conflicting emotions intersect and wiggle the inside of the minnoli like a washing machine. I have to say something. But I don't know what to say.

If you want to stop Siloe, this is your last chance.

Cough. How many times? Do you want me to help you once, or do you not want me to help you twice? Minori, the first time, stays in tears that have spilled. And have two little coughs.

"What are you doing? What do you want to say?

(... eh. I coughed three times. Me. No, not what I want to say, Mr. Shiloe... Mr. Shiloe is not our father or mother. Mr. Shiloe is sweet, but we don't deserve to be sweet about it. So you don't have to carry us in like luggage.

But the words don't ring in my voice.

Minori is desperately pressing for her asthmatic breath to spread in one of her quiet, stinking guild halls in Harmeln.

'If you want to say something, you said it three times.

Okay, let's hurry up to hear that. But I've already made up my mind. I'll do what I can.

I told you when I was with Toya. “An avant-garde who cannot be trusted with a rear guard will pay for his sins with death. I can't believe the avant-garde. The rear guard will do the same." So now I believe Minori's "okay”.

Minori, trust me. 'Cause I'm headed to the rescue.'

The call hangs up with the little interruptions.

Minori shrinks like a hug to herself. There wasn't until an hour ago in that chest, something warm and certain was starting to grow.

◆

When Henrietta opened the door, there was already all the participants but herself there.

Two days after that fussy feast. After spending a day cleaning up, the Alliance Hall has regained its former calm.

"What's wrong with you? It was a sudden invitation."

"Well, sit down. Henrietta."

Alliance Master Marielle recommends a seat to Henrietta.

Until yesterday, the conference room of the Midsmoon Alliance, which was littered with leftovers of treats and liquor bottles, had now been cleaned up beautifully for a refreshing air.

Four men and women are seated at a huge table.

From the March Alliance, Alliance Master Marielle, Henrietta, who handles accounting. And little dragons looking after battles and hunting. Three who are essentially leading the "Three Days and Moons Alliance".

And a siloe sitting in a way that goes against it.

(Oh... Dear Shiloe)

"Mr. Shiloe wants to talk to you today."

The younger dragon continues with a meeting with Siloe.

"We haven't heard anything yet."

Marielle and Xiaolong's words, but Siroe's expression is stiff. I do have sharp eyes, or siloes with a tendency to stare, but today they are nevertheless quietly compelling. Lovely round glasses also feel so temperamental that they are useless.

(Hmm...)

Henrietta keeps that look at her heart.

Usual siloes are also dependable. But the siloe in front of you is another person. I'm not going with you.

"I'll take care of you. I called today. [M]... First, the big banquet the other day. Thank you. Sister Mari and everyone at the March Alliance."

Marielle flutters her hands at the words of Siloe.

"Never mind! It's nothing like that!

Little dragon said it was outrageous and swept his hand. Yesterday's banquet looked fancy, and the food was superbly delicious, but nothing as expensive hung it.

Most importantly, the Middle-Moon Alliance has enjoyed it. It was actually a festival for ourselves. The fact that gratuities must be formalized sooner or later is a topic that has been on the rise for some time now within the Middle-Moon Alliance.

"No, it's fine. I enjoyed every inch of Akatsuki."

Henrietta also smiles with an inadvertent look, recalling Akatsuki's adorable reaction. At this time, you should put aside the theory that Akatsuki herself was in tears.

"So, that's a separate matter today. This time, the opposite of the last time, I was able to help."

(Oh. That's...... Okay)

Henrietta sees the silhouette from behind her talented women-style rimless glasses.

The offer was somewhat unexpected.

From what she has seen, Siloe is a powerful player, and a pitiful personality. For example, if your opponent is inferior in strength than you are - regrettably, as in this case with the March Alliance and Serara - you are not a person who hesitates to lend strength.

During that expedition, Shiloe and her companions did a brilliant job as substitutes for the rescue troops of the March Alliance. Probably did dozens of times better than the Henriettas. Siloe doesn't hesitate to lend her strength if she finds herself useful and able to do well.

But what about the other way around?

From Henrietta's point of view, Siloe finds herself an introspective and very... clumsy young man, along with common sense and pity. It's worse to ask someone else to help than to help someone else.

The siloe says, "I want to help."

(What kind of wishes do you have?

Of course, Henrietta doesn't have the idea of looking at Siloe's feet, who doesn't like to help others, to deserve thanks, etc. There won't be any more in Marielle. But it is true that it was unexpected that the person clearly offered to "help".

"Say anything. Mr. Siloe!"

"Yeah, I am. Master Shiloe is a benefactor of the March Alliance."

In keeping with Xiaolong's words, Henrietta also returns a welcome answer. I have to return it in this case. The Three Moons Alliance owes a great deal to Shiloe.

At the same time, however, Henrietta was concerned about Marielle's condition. Marielle hasn't broken a sticky look somewhere since Henrietta walked into this room.

Of course, Henrietta has no doubt that she behaves amicably on the surface and that her care and kindness are shaded. I've been your best friend for a long time. I am fully aware that there can be no such thing as Marielle hating Siloe.

But then what is the weight of Marielle's expression?

(Does Marie know what Master Shiloe wishes for?

Siloe did not smile at Henrietta and Xiaolong's welcome words, but cut out her purpose straight when she rinsed her glasses up with her fingertips.

"Two kids I know are in a certain guild - in detention, or they're making me belong. I'd like to help those two."

Xiaolong nods at Siroe's words.

"Is that so? You just have to cancel your guild, right? Is this a proper maneuver? Thank you for your time.... Ah. Or is that it?

Is it aftercare after helping out? Do you want to keep the two of them at the March Alliance? Of course you're welcome. I'd rather ask for more company. "

Bright little dragon reply.

But Marielle's expression tightens even more to the word.

(- It won't. If it's Lord Shiloe, it's probably possible without our help if we just help them. The wish of Lord Shiloe, who wishes for our cooperation until he purposefully creates a seat like this...)

"The guilds, by their very nature, are rallying new players to wind up the EXP Pot. They must be selling it and making it working capital. I don't think that's acceptable in itself. -" Now, "though.

But if you like it or not, I don't like it. "

Siloe continues in a soothing tone, but Xiaolong's movement stops perfectly.

This is where the story finally swallowed up.

"Could that guild be Harmelon?" Certainly not good in nature. It's not a good idea. But there's a big guild in the back... "

Henrietta poses a natural question. If your guild is "Harmeln," your customers include "The Black Sword Knights" and "Silver Sword." Both are leading guilds in this city of Akiba. If the battle system is the only way to say it, enter the five fingers.

"Yes, it is. I'm looking to ask you to leave."

Siloe spoke straight.

Heavy silence flows through the meeting room.

Marielle's little sigh.

(Marie still seemed to predict if she knew...)

So I was convinced of the tenacious look.

"Yes, exit. The…. Does that mean crushing? Is that-- really? Is it possible to exit one of the guilds in the first place? Even if you beat PK so hard, it will break your pride, but I didn't expect the guild to crush itself..."

Xiaolong raises his voice with a nasty voice.

The Alliance's dissolution can only mean that the Alliance Leader makes a dissolution decision or that all members leave the Alliance. At least so on the system.

The means PK can certainly kill player characters. But in this world with resurrection, killing cannot be decisive damage. It may be possible to influence the morale and property of Alliance members, but it should not directly affect the very survival of the Alliance.

So Xiaolong's thoughts, "Is it possible to crush the Alliance?" The question is correct. That cannot reasonably be outside interference.

For example, it may be possible for a super-large guild or the like to feed on its wealth of funds, etc., to pull out members of a weak guild and crush the guild as a result. An operation of that kind can also be heard in the city of Akiba.

However, there is no guarantee that the target guild will be crushed if many resources are put into it, such as bribery and funding. For example, if the Tri-Smoon Alliance is targeted for such an acquisition, even if most of its members are pulled out, the Alliance of the Tri-Smoon will survive on the system if Marielle stays and continues to resist.

"Crushing the Alliance" is all that hard and hard to accomplish. It's not like I can aim and crush it. If that were possible, there could be no current situation in the city of Akiba.

More or less, the phrase "crush the guild, exit it" is the kind of word you hear in scenes like cursing or buying into selling words. It's a kind of threatening word, not the kind of word you hear as a plan.

Xiaolong wondered if he should take Shiloe's words, so to speak, as an intent and goal. "I'll take you down! as a similar declaration."

"No. It means literally. I want you out of Akiba City."

But Siroe denies the Xiaolong's suspicions outright.

The calm, emotion-dropping voice was as cold as it sounded. Henrietta sneaks up on Siloe's expression. If what was floating there was anger, frustration, and determination, Henrietta couldn't be more sure.

But what Siloe was floating with was a faint grin of presence or absence. A hunter's expression that slightly lifts the edge of the crease, not to mention the laughter, neither the fun nor the joy.

Siloe is already so determined that she doesn't need determination.

(Oh...... Master Shiloe)

I guess I'll do it.

Henrietta thought so.

It's no use stopping it, I thought. Maybe Siloe's determination won't flip.

I remember Henrietta's father, a securities man, having this look on his face when he embarked on a big market, or when the market made a sale bath in a wild panic. It's the same tiger-like grin that floated at the doorstep before dawn when I couldn't get home for days and just popped out of the shower with a brief nap and a shower every once in a while.

and, at the same time, Marielle's bitterness is understandable to Henrietta.

Hermeln has a major guild on the back. Customers, the Knights of the Black Sword and Silver Sword, are using the EXP Pot boost effect to achieve a 90-level breakthrough.

It seems possible to aim for the next level, if it is an unforced way to grow but certainly that way, only an A-size guild with a wealth of funds can do it.

It's a morally detached act, such as winding up an EXP pot from a rookie and selling it. Even Henrietta feels disgusted, and if there is such a story in the March Alliance, she would be necked and opposed.

But I can't even affirm that it's an unforgivable sin.

Whether there was mental pressure there or some kind of intimidation, those newcomers joined that guild from themselves and are still enrolled. More than that, I can't say that its winding up or resale is a game violation. And that means it's not "illegal" in this other world.

(Law……. Law, is……. Certainly that is no longer more smug than a mirage in the summer morning. It's doubtful if he's there. but......)

Plus, there's the feasibility issue.

Suppose the act - whether legal or illegal - is evil. But the answer is no, if asked whether the person or organization capable of blaming the evil exists in the city of Akiba.

Major guilds have a huge voice, and there are no insane players out there who say they want to go against it even though it doesn't have the slightest benefit. Already members of a major guild will use the guild's name as a priority to use the city's various facilities. Moreover, in a somewhat tyrannical way, the landscape is becoming more prominent in treating small and medium-sized guild players in an evil way.

In this situation, to be in tune with an opinion like Shiloe is to say that it turns a major guild against the enemy. As a position to lead a small but one organization called the "Alliance of the Three Days and Moons," I also understand the meaning of Marielle's harsh expression.

Rather than say anything about justice, everyone has no authority, no power, no power to do that justice. Thus justice becomes only a picturesque cake, and as a result justice becomes obscure. That is the untrue truth of the city of Akiba today.

(Marie......)

Henrietta also bites the crease.

I am grateful to Shiloe. Personally, I also like it.

Of course, among the men who do not have cuteness shards, it is a young man who may be considered a friend, although with the proviso. But there are some "favors" that I can't snort at because of.

Perhaps we should stop the rampage of siloes as heartfelt advice if it were meant to be.

But if you look at that invincible determination, the word doesn't even come out.

Is it okay for each of you to speak out to the "war spirit" that Siloe, usually so introspective as to seem modest, showed for the first time? If asked, you can't even be confident in the answer.

Marielle opened her mouth after several hesitations as she looked sideways at the two executives mumbling like that.

"Siro Fong...... I know what it's like to be a silo boy. Saya......, of which...... No, this one..."

That must have been an apologetic reply. Without letting the guild executives, Henrietta or Xiaolong, the guild leader himself turns down Shiloe's wishes.

Henrietta understood that Marielle was prepared to open her mouth to be hated, possibly damaging Siloe's mood with those words.

But Shiloe blocks the words of Marielle.

"Sister Mari. I'm sorry, but let me tell you the rest.

Then it's only half.

Then you're only halfway there.

"Hermeln" is from the beginning. That's not enough at all. Totally unreachable. That's just a going-away cost.

This is the time to be clear. I don't think I like the air in Akiba right now. It's so unpleasant. "

In a flashing surrounding, only Siloe goes on to say the words as she was convinced of everything from the beginning.

"So I'll clean the city of Akiba.

That's what happened to Harmeln. Minori and Toya are friends, so they just help.

We have a lot of other things to do. You can't be taking time for this. "

Both Xiaolong and Henrietta. And even Marielle was solidified like a statue. To those three. Siloe goes on to say things by herself.

"Since when has being in a small guild been such a bad thing that you have to be there?

Suskino was certainly devastated, and if there were only 2,000 of us, we wouldn't even know that a strong guild would be prestigious in our face. But Akiba is our hometown. It is home to more than half of the players who are on the Japanese server. It is the largest city on the Japanese server.

That's the bad outfit, the vibe, the giggles, kind of says everyone's walking downstairs... You won't have that. Well, then, isn't it like we were all born to look bad?

The occupation of the hunting grounds, the leaps of the major guilds, the intransigence of rivals and the fact that their mouths are not torn apart is hard to see them strangling themselves.

Is that what you do until you make a rookie cry?

Until you kick a survivor who's been kicked in another world, is that what you're gonna do?

We have 30,000 people, but we only have 30,000.

Guys, I'm licking it. I look too sweetly at different worlds. I'm not desperate enough. "

That was an uninterrupted story.

Henrietta and Xiaolong aside, if you look where Marielle is frozen, this must be a story you never expected.

I know I can help someone I know. But then it's out of digit at the point of crushing one of the guilds. But on top of that, if the current situation and tide were to change, this would not be a sanity shake rather than a digit break.

But it was Siloe's voice that shook up everyone I was listening to, more than its contents. It was a serene voice with no heights, but what is flowing is steel. It has sharpness that you can cut if you touch it.

Henrietta stops breathing I didn't know it was time to get out.

I was wrong to look. This young man named Siloe. Though strong and kind, he thought he was an introspective and shy young man. But no. The essential part of this young man is terribly pure. Hilarious about the goal, the idea and method are linear. Efficient, forgiving, nothing.

Fight and take away. This young man is true to his simple principles. Until I decide, I may get lost. The blade may be dull. But I'm a "I'll do it" young man if I decide.

"Marie......?

Marielle is biting off her chills at Xiaolong's words as she asks. Even if you crush a single guild, the Midsmoon Alliance is heavily loaded, and its risks are high. If you're going with that calculation, you won't be able to live up to Siloe's suggestion.

But Shiloe said, "Change this whole city". That means the return jumped if you win the battle.

Marielle's patrol is a consequence of that. A return is an improvement in the status of a small or medium-sized guild in this case. But that's not all. It is also more a matter of soul.

"We..."

"Please help me."

Siloe bowed her head for the first time.

"Master Shiloe? What happened to the rest of your people?

Henrietta opens her mouth in order to send a help ship to Marielle, who searches for words. If it was meant to be, members such as direct succession and akatsuki should be able to stay in this seat.

"It's up to me to investigate and prepare. I'm sorry I'm late to say hello.

I, Shiloe, have formed an Alliance Master.

The "Horizon of Records" (Log Horizon) is the name. Direct line, Akatsuki, Nata, and my four members will be the first of these missions. "

"Guild... I made it"

"Yes. You were inviting me, I'm sorry"

"Yeah......"

Marielle shakes her head like a child.

"Yeah. No, I don't apologize at all.

Oh my goodness. Shilofo...... Congratulations? Guild, I could make it. Shilofo, you could have made it. Oh, you made it. "

Marielle smiled. There is a small grain of tears in that eye.

Siloe, who has avoided entering the guild, makes her place. The implications could not be accurately weighed by Henrietta, but I knew what Marielle's tears meant. Henrietta's naturally spooky friend gives a heartfelt blessing to a young man named Siloe.

"Gilmouth.... just talk, shouldn't I listen? Me. Interested. We do a lot of work in the city, and I think I'm starting to feel the same bad vibe Mr. Siloe said.

I've been wondering if this city will stay this way forever. I've been thinking about it forever. "

Xiaolong gave his opinion with less words.

Even he can read the situation as a battle squad executive for the "March Alliance". I also know that Marielle would suffer if she made an extra mouthful. But in that sense, it is already clear from the side that Marielle herself is torn between her desire to cooperate and her desire to protect the Alliance.

Henrietta agrees.

"Yeah, it depends on the method. There's no way you're gonna get on with a plan that doesn't give you a clue, is there? Dear Siroe."

Marielle, who would have thought she was going to stand on the arrow, had two men come forward and seemed a little snotty, but promptly urged herself, "Shilo-boy, talk to me".

Siloe seemed to sort out the content of the speech for just half a second, but concludes abruptly.

"We need funding. For now, five million gold coins"

"Become so impotent!?

Henrietta screams. She keeps the Safe of the Three Moons Alliance, and she knows her guild assets quite accurately.

The funds in the Alliance account are 60,000 gold coins. If we dispose of inventory items and such thoroughly, we will be able to have them for 100,000 pieces. If you dispose of the Alliance members' personal wealth without leaving them, you can probably achieve up to 500,000 pieces.

But that's the limit. Throw all the members' assets and you can't twist more than half a million pieces. There are about 20,000 assets in hand for Henrietta, which is level 90. Given the situation where you are fairly bourgeois if you have as much as 50,000 on your own, five million pieces of gold is an extraordinarily large sum.

"How do I collect such an amount? This might be the end of it, but - what's a zero guild?

"Oh, is that money!?

There are zero hopeless groans from Marielle and Xiaolong's mouth.

When it comes to force and labor, you can try to "work hard". But when it comes to fundraising, I guess they can only find it difficult.

"What do you think of Mr. Henrietta?

"Me, sir?

"Mr. Henrietta, in the original world, you take a master's degree in management and you work in accounting, right? I think I can. [M] Still, everyone“ licks ”in this world.

It's not that big of a deal. Finally, you just have to pull it off. "

"... pull"

Henrietta's consciousness is extended.

With Siloe's words on the axis, ripples spread.

- I see the other world too sweetly, I'm licking it.

Why is Siloe saying that? What do you say you're licking? This is the world of Elder Tail. When it comes to different worlds, it's different worlds, but when it comes to known worlds, there's no more known worlds.

"What kind of funds, whose funds? How deeply you don't have to think about it. I'm not going to follow the rules anyway.

Different.... 'Here's the place with no rules'. We don't make our own narrow rules. "

It's a mess in a way.

But that's why Henrietta understands. Perhaps only Henrietta can tell. Right now, there's only me and Siloe in this room.

I'm the only one who gets the word of Siloe. Henrietta is so sure without any context. Beyond that, judgments within that area need to be identified by me on behalf of Marielle.

What Siloe says.

(Create rules for collecting money...)

Henrietta scowls at the words of Shiloe, who says that all the rebellious forces shall crush him. I mean, take it away.

You don't have to do anything violent to take it. On the contrary, there is no need to use irregular or outrageous methods. She is learning from her father and the workplace that they are a bad idea. Illegal or spiritual means of remaining are the cards that you hang up at the end of the day.

One way or another, I would prefer a 'rule' where everyone would be happy to bring their money.

"… no, I will"

Henrietta nods.

"We can collect that money."

"To?"

"What!?

In response to the surprise voices of Marielle and Xiaolong, Henrietta still responds with a little blurry thinking. I'm in the middle of making some fine modifications and fleshing out on the plot that I came up with.

"Is it the most expensive hurdle to collect five million?

Henrietta asks Siloe directly. That was the only line I really had to make clear.

"If you say it in hurdles, collecting five million is the entrance. The highest hurdle lies ahead. It's... somehow, everyone's good intentions and hope.

If many guilds living in this city of Akiba think it doesn't matter what the atmosphere of this city of Akiba is.

In that case, we lose. But that's not what I can do. I am not untrained in such a city. But I don't believe so. There should be more people who like the city of Akiba than people who don't like it.

… now, but I do not intend to request your cooperation in favor of the "March Alliance". I spoke to the "Three Moons Alliance" because I need that power. Because I want Sister Mari, Mr. Henrietta, and Xiaolong to do something.

I'll say it again. Help me. "

Xiaolong nodded small. Marielle glances at Henrietta's expression when she sees it.... The words Siloe says are real. Because Shiloe meant it, Xiaolong wanted to hear the rest of the story, and Marielle hesitated to make a decision.

And Henrietta thinks she might be able to find a winning streak, even in this uninterrupted operation if she's serious about siloes.

A cynical treasurer in Henrietta whispers so.

"Yeah, Marie. as you wish."

"We... Of which, the" Three Moons Alliance "

Marielle squeezes her hand tightly and answers Siloe with the look of an Alliance leader.

"I think the Middle-Moon Alliance is going to be on a Shilofo operation.

- Because we want this city to look better. Because if we stay like this, something is going to be decisively gone.

So, but... We're in a tough spot, too. So I just want you to give me a break for running at night... But I guess I should do that too. If you keep pretending not to look at it until hours, your feelings will be completely rotten, won't they?

Because of soul problems.

So if we have one too, I'll bet.

- Tell me, Silo boy. Way to go.

If I don't do anything when I can do something for it, I'm going to regret it forever. "