Log Horizon

Ten days have passed.

The bustling "Crescent Moon for Snack Sales" is also completely familiar with the city, and its large queue has become a specialty.

In the teasing summer cheer today, the four stores will have customers pushing at maximum rotation.

But this place is a spacious space away from those noises.

It was a huge conference room on the top floor of the Guild Hall, a very cloudy building that existed in the city of Akiba.

This meeting room is not a separate zone but is built as the same area as the Guild Hall. It's a place where even vagabonds can enter if they want to, but it's a place that few people will recall in terms of the security of the Guild Hall being a building with a lot of people in and out of it, and being on the top floor.

In the first place, everyone who uses the Guild Hall is supposed to be free to use it, but in this world without electricity it is already just an iron box, such as an elevator, and there are few insane people who come up the stairs to the ruined sixteenth floor.

Many people were now gathered in that conference room.

This is also a huge circular table, glued to the center of a huge cloudy concrete with high ceilings.

Seated there were facades that would cloud when they represented the city of Akiba.

Isaac the Black Sword Knights General Commander.

Eins, guild master of Honesty.

Krusty, the "Mad Warrior" who leads "D. D."

William, the young leader of the Silver Sword.

Souzillow, Harlem-based guild master of the Westwind Brigade.

Michitaka, general manager of the "AUTO" of IOM.

Roderick, guild master of the Roderick Chamber of Commerce.

Karasin leads the Eighth Mall.

Marielle from the March Alliance.

"Teacher" Woodstock in Grandale.

Awesome "Engineer" Hiya from RADIO Market.

And put the guild tag on "Horizon of Records" (Log Horizon), Siloe.

Twelve people sitting at the round table will have less than thirty players present in this huge space, often because they have several sides standing behind them.

The facial expressions gathered varied.

Something uneasy, something much more ambiguous, something faceless, something that seems confident. All of them were called to this room by an invitation delivered last night.

The title of the invitation is "About the city of Akiba".

The signature was a joint name of Siloe, the Horizon of Records, and Marielle, the Alliance of the Three Days and Moons.

Gathered here were mostly members headed by giant guilds. IOM, the Roderick Chamber of Commerce and the Eighth Mall are all major producer guilds.

The Black Sword Knights, Honesty, D.D., Silver Sword, and Westwind Brigades are powerful combat guilds that have been massive or accomplished.

Although the Mitsuzuki Alliance, Grandale, and RADIO Markets are small in size, they were once a guild that tried and failed, trying to be a requirement for small and medium-sized guild liaison groups.

Only one thing, only The Horizon of Records, was an unfamiliar guild name that nobody knew.

But when you become as large a guild as you can gather here, everyone has quite the ability to gather information for themselves. Less than a quarter of the members gave a strange look at the existence of the siloe.

As the members who took their seats observed and met each other to value each other, the [Alliance of the Three Moons] Serara appeared to serve a good, chilled fruit tea. Some members are just a little surprised that the beverage has not been sold so far in the Crescent Moon, but the small upset also continues to swallow.

Siloe sat quietly.

But it wasn't as quiet as it felt.

This meeting is a battlefield for Siroe.

A flying battlefield of swords and flames, no less than any large-scale battle we've ever had. Siloe can enjoy the heat of the fire and the strained cold air at the same time. The members gathered are mostly enemies who should draw compromise. Otherwise I'm counting on myself, a little side. I'm not going to make you understand where neither of us can afford it.

This is the battle I started.

As Souzillow put it, this world is a prison. Everyone is perceived by the curse of survival. The shackles of despair, the wilderness where the monsters are, and apathy that there is no way you can go home.

It is good to say that the days since the Catastrophe have been pursued by the situation. I have lived to cope with the situation in front of me, to be ready and to increase my chances of survival.

But this operation is different. To help Toya, to help Minori, to bring some sort of order to this city of Akiba is, ultimately, the very self of Shiloe. I'm just trying to get it even if Siloe wants it and wreaks a good fight without having to.

Of course, Siloe thinks it's beneficial.

It's not just me, it's beneficial to my loved ones, and to this city of Akiba. Yes, Siroe believes.

But that is essentially why we cannot delude ourselves into saying that it began with the very self of Siloe.

In that sense, Shiloe had gained his first freedom since the Catastrophe. For the first time since my time, I will do everything in my power in the battle I have waged to fulfill my wishes. It did bring tremendous tension and dull pressure to the siloe, but at the same time it gave me strong joy.

"Siloe chi? Are you okay?"

Nyata standing behind me to the right asks me. I can honestly accept that word now, too. Neither is Chan Tai, not in this venue, but both direct succession and akatsuki - now tagged guild (Horizon of Records). As a four-person guild, he is challenging this first battle. There's only one battlefield, even though we're going to separate locations.

Victory over this fellow.

Siloe strongly hoped so.

Eventually all the invitees gather as the tension on the ground grows.

Siloe said a greeting for the event when she stood up.

"Thank you for coming together during your busy day.

I'm Siloe from the Horizon of Records....... I invited you all to talk to me and ask for help today. This is a somewhat intrusive story, so I know it will take a while, but please stay with me. "

Siloe cutting words and looking around.

(... Well, thank God you're all here. Souzillow must have rooted it for me...... There was no longer a cumbersome procedure for convincing me to go around individually later.

For that matter, today, this is the showdown)

"I don't mind cutting up the greeting appropriately. The prodigal siloe. I don't know anything else."

It was Isaac the Black Sword who raised his voice. Make it one of the leading high-level players on the Japanese server and a warring brave man. A raw warrior who has always been ahead of the line by placing it in many large-scale battles. Siloe has also been invited several times to participate as a helper in that fight. I didn't expect you to remember what a low-level profession is called the Granting Artist (Enchanter). But he didn't either.

"For once, this is the place."

It was William, the young leader of the Silver Sword, who raised his voice abruptly. A young man with a typical "young elf" appearance, with flowing silver hair wrapped around the back. I've reassembled my legs over and over again because of my much shorter personality.

"I have a word for you, so I'll get into the business ASAP.

A consultation or suggestion is about the current situation in the city of Akiba.

As you know, since the Catastrophe, we've been left behind in this other world. I have no idea I can go home to my original planet. I have no clue about this at all. It's very hard, but it's true.

Meanwhile, under such circumstances, the air in the city of Akiba is deteriorating.

Many of our people are dismotivated, and on the contrary, there are people who have abandoned themselves. The economy is blurry, and the efficiency of exploration is not getting any better. We want to do something about this situation. And that's why we're here. "

Siloe spins words half-eyed.

It's alright. I repeatedly recall the words to be spoken and they are so specific that I can no longer feel the touch.

"What are we gonna do when we get together?

"Trouble..."

"Why do you need to say that now?"

"I know what you're gonna say, but what the hell can you do"

Ains, the middle-aged guild master of Honesty, asks questions so that he can push some blurring.

"Is that like the previously failed Small and Medium Alliance Liaison Committee?

"It's close. But I hear it failed."

When Shiloe glances at his party, the two guilds of Grandale and RADIO Market, their representatives nod a little blue. They're - if you say so, so is the Tri-Smoon Alliance, but they're too small a guild to sit in this seat. In terms of number of people, not many organizations have more than fifty times the difference.

"Indeed, the plan has been disintegrated. But I believe that was all sorts of impossibilities. At that time, the plan was for small and medium-sized guilds to come together and try to counter major guilds.

... I mean, it was a battle where little guilds would come together and try to defend their interests. Our plan failed. "

"That's right. Well, while we were working together, we ended up doing what was best for our guild. That's why we can't even talk about it, even if it breaks."

Marielle receives and supplements the words of the sub-occupations producing mechanical watches and fine works, the Master Class of the "Engineer" and the Saiya.

"This time, are we going to coordinate that interest by calling out to all - at least to all the forces representing the city of Akiba?

"Then it might work as well. Conversely, the difficulty of adjusting interest itself would jump, wouldn't it? Unfeasible. Nonsense."

Participants begin to respond verbally to the words of Marielle and the others.

The invitation also contained the name of Marielle, or the "Alliance of the Three Days and Moons". From that, the participants' brains said, "Is not the identity to this meeting, that is, the continuation (...) of the failed Alliance of Small and Medium-Sized Alliances?" I guess there was suspicion.

(That's a natural guess...)

But even a familiar name for those who know, it would have been difficult to convene a meeting solely under the name of Siloe.

Marielle's visibility and the "March Alliance" = "Snack Sales Crescent Moon". These two name values made it possible to get to the point where this meeting was held. Siloe decides that the misconception is a consideration to be paid.

"This time it has a different purpose. It's an improvement on the current situation in Akiba."

The sound of taking a seat blocked Siloe's clear words.

"If you say so, we'll let you out."

It was William the "Silver Sword" who had been frustrated for a while. He flips his cape when he repositions his hips servel.

"We're a combat guild. It has nothing to do with the atmosphere in the city. This is just a place to come back and redeem your items. I mean, it would be nice for us to have a rough atmosphere, but it doesn't matter.

- You can do the city thing with the people interested in the city.

I'm not saying it's a bad idea to talk to him. I know it's a waste of time. We're just not interested in that. Do it without us. "

When William abandons that much, he leaves the conference room behind.

The air in the field was deliberate.

In particular, the faces of the heads of the Grandale and RADIO markets and the March Alliance are poor. Siroe hears that more and more shepherds came out this way at the end of the SMALL Alliance Liaison Committee as well.

But Shiloe herself, who is in the process of talking, was well anticipated.

("Silver Sword" leaves, and…)

Siloe analyzes its influence and penetration into the battlefield to update the scorecard in her mind.

Sure, the Silver Sword is a large battle-based guild, but it's not a must have presence in this seat. The largest battle guild (D.D.), or the largest producer guild (IOM). If this area were to take a seat, he would also hit his hand to retain it, but it was in the calculations that one or two guilds would kick the seat from the start.

More than that, there's no way for William and the others to walk away and leave the restless atmosphere of the conference room like this.

"I've got eleven seats, but I'll keep going.

I have invited you to this occasion to call for the formation of a Round Table Conference, an institution which, as Mr Silversaud said earlier, talks about the issue of autonomy in the city of Akiba.

There are two main purposes for the moment.

First, improving the atmosphere in the city of Akiba. Specifically, guiding them in such a direction as to revitalize them again. The other is to improve security.

For the time being, even these two points are at the centre, and also, slowly, we are aiming for institutions that can solve problems with the autonomy of the city of Akiba. "

The response of the venue was again silent.

It is the silence that awakens participants as they explore each other's responses.

This is where the production begins.

Siloe finally looks around with a sense of being at the starting point.

Indeed, members gathered on this occasion would have an impact on about 80% of the city's population in Akiba. The guild of the gathered members alone, whose number exceeds six thousand. It's 1/3 of the players who live in Akiba city.

On top of that, if this is all the major guilds gathered, there are also a number of friendly guilds and half umbrella guilds. Lateral connections such as convenience of materials and hunting together are also extensive.

If the agreement of the members gathered here can be reached, it will not be so difficult to reach an agreement for all the inhabitants of the city of Akiba. Of course, that is also the result of Siloe choosing an inviting guild to the conference so that it will turn out to be.

But that's why it's limitless hard to get consent between these giant guilds. That difficulty would be many times greater than "crush one guild”. Siloe started the challenge after figuring it out.

"Besides, can you tell me the criteria for selecting members?"

The first to break that tranquility was Ains. The guild master of the major combat-based guild, Honesty, asks in a calm voice of middle-aged people, as it appears.

"Okay. That's the criteria for selecting the members you invited here.

First, each of the Guilds of the Knights of the Black Sword, Honesty, D.D., and Westwind Brigades let us choose a large, or highly meritorious, guild of the battle system. The same goes for the 'Silver Sword' you returned from.

IOM, the Roderick Chamber of Commerce and the Eighth Shopping District invited you as the three leading guilds of the production system.

The March Alliance, Grandale and RADIO Market represent small guilds.

I hope there is no misunderstanding that for these three guilds, rather than calling them as guilds alone, we have chosen them to draw on the opinions of guild unsubscribers who are not part of the guild or of smaller guilds who could not be called to this seat. You shouldn't ignore the weight of that statement just because the guild itself is small. I also think that if this meeting were to be held, I would ask for such action. "

Rebellion was also expected for the participation of small and medium-sized guilds, but this seemed to have been taken unexpectedly calmly.

Indeed, the total number of people affiliated with the major guilds called here is six thousand. Conversely, however, there will be nine thousand other Alliance Unsubscribers and Small and Medium Alliance Affiliates in the city of Akiba.

As a representative of these people, you seem to have taken the argument quite well.

Of course, it is likely that the meeting was overheard on the assumption that it would end in incompleteness, Siroe observes.

"What about you?

Less than a word asked was "Mad Warrior" Crusty, led by "D. D." It doesn't fit that name, it's a Dada man with glasses.

"I'm here as organizer and originator."

Siroe runs out of words.

Hold a conference to autonomate this city of Akiba. And if the conditions for attending that meeting are the size of the guild or visibility in the city, then Shiloe herself would not be eligible to participate in it.

There is no way anyone can listen to a very small Alliance Alliance Master who is hesitant to have a small or medium size with only four members, such as the emerging one just made last week, say the future of Akiba's city.

Even out of eligibility for the participating guild chosen by Shiloe himself.

But it doesn't matter.

If you don't qualify to participate, you may not. So the massive guilds that should have been qualified to do that so far have made the city better? If you've done anything for us since the Catastrophe, the answer is no.

(It has been proven that just waiting won't go as far as I think.... You're right when it comes to arrogance. Because it's my fault. [M] Stop shying away now. I will spare no effort. Do what you want. - To do this, you may also call a meeting)

"Hmm...... So you sent out an invitation on purpose to be eligible?

Crusty's question was based on a precise perception of Shiloe's intentions. So Siloe answers the question with her chest stretched, "Exactly," too.

"By what means do we take security, assuming that meeting is inaugurated? No, what is the deterioration of security that we are making a problem of in this case in the first place?

To Isaac's question of the Black Sword, Siloe straightens her mind.

"It's a well-known fact that some guilds keep beginner protection under house arrest in the name, isn't it? You can't say it's healthy."

Isaac the “Black Sword" flinches in words poked at him head-on.

"... about the EXP pot? But you can't say it's against the law."

- "EXP Pot". Conferences teeter on unique nouns brought up suddenly. More than half of them reacted like, "Oh, you're still coming to that topic". Aside from whether they were legal or illegal themselves, I guess it's some fact that they had a dark feeling behind them somewhere.

"There is currently no law for players. It's just a trick that you haven't broken a 'law' that doesn't exist. Everyone here knows that."

Siloe continues to Isaac with a rugged look.

"It's not just about the EXP pot.

The problem is that there is no 'law' for us players. Aren't you actually all you want to do in this world today?

For us, of course, that's hardly detrimental. If only we were good. "

"That's the point. The 'law' exists. If you fight in a no-combat zone, the player will be penalized for death."

"That's 'result', not 'law'. It's just simply like that as a law.... If I say it more clearly, there is just the result of an 'attack from a guard' on the 'cause' of fighting within a combat practice ban zone. That can't even be called a rule. It's just a phenomenon. We didn't admit it, we didn't even make it up. There's no way that's the law, is there?

Isaac clings his mouth to the words of Siloe. The Black Sword Knights are one of the biggest combat guilds that are supposedly purchasing the EXP Pot. I guess he's making a strong argument to mislead dark thoughts behind him.

But it was an obstacle in the path of the Syroe. So Siloe trumps with all her might,.

"For example, I went to the city of Susquino the other day.

There was a guild called Brigantia that took away young daughters of non-player characters in the business of selling slaves to players. "

The participants in the meeting look at the siloe with a slight expression.

"If I told you earlier, this is not 'illegal'. Because the guards won't attack you. Is that what we call the Law?

In this world, yes. at least in terms of specifications.

Speaking of "can or can't," I can.

But 'the law' isn't like that, is it?

The question is, "Do we admit we have it against ourselves? 'The part. Isn't that what the' law 'is supposed to say? Where do we keep our own rules of discipline?"

I don't care what you say.

For example, you think it's for protection that you're holding a rookie under house arrest? Are you confiscating the "EXP Pot" to supplement the living expenses that newcomers cannot earn from their scarce combat abilities?

It would be possible to argue that there is no human rights or anything because they are AI rigged puppets where I made them about non-player characters. I can't prove at all that "there are human rights, not AI scheming dolls". History proves that it is not something that proves human rights or anything else in the first place, but something that wins.

So Siloe's tactical goal was not to individually argue those misrepresentations. At least the goal in this short term is to make everyone recognize that "we need to discipline ourselves in different worlds, which are lawless zones".

To Shiloe's thrown doubts, some members of the meeting hold their mouths, while others voice their opinions aloud. The conference room was wrapped up in hustle and noise, including conversations between its staff as well as regular representatives.

The reaction seemed to be divided into two main parts.

For one thing, the opinion is that some kind of rulemaking is certainly necessary.

The other is the opinion that such an agreement is not possible.

"Silver Sword took a seat saying he would not attend the meeting, but seemed to approve of the continuation of the meeting itself. - What if forces appear in the city of Akiba that do not acknowledge the very existence of the conference? I mean, a force that defies conference policy."

Crusty, who asks the same sober and precise questions, asks Siloe the questions as if they represent the latter's opinion.

"I will fight. Specifically, I will banish you from the city of Akiba. Even if you infiltrate, that activity will be very difficult. Naturally, we'll see about dissolving it."

A big twist rises around the battle-based guild in Siloe's answer.

That was two weeks ago in the conference room of the "March Moon Alliance", with the surprise voices given by Marielle, Henrietta and Xiaolong.

"Disband the Alliance," "Banish the Alliance".

It's easy to say in words, but that makes it extremely difficult. Even "death" cannot be a deterrent in this world. Because there is a resurrection. Beyond "death" not being deterrent, captivity also greatly reduces its effectiveness. You can escape if you kill yourself, even if you're locked up.

In such circumstances, it is unlimited to be difficult to deal lethal damage to an organization called the Alliance.

But that air was subtly different from the dismay the three of them had experienced in the conference room of the "Alliance of the Three Moons". Now the conference brings together top members who affect nearly 80% of the city's inhabitants.

Even if it is impossible for the March Alliance, it will often be possible if the members of this meeting agree. For example, they place surveillance on all the gates of the city of Akiba, and if the arranger tries to enter the city, they set up a PK to wipe it out. Also, in production guilds, we do not sell any items to arrangers.

Of course that hassle and cost would be enormous. But that's how we can put pressure on tangible intangibles.

"But I don't think you can help a combat guild like us."

Isaac of the “Black Sword” throws the words awakened to Siloe.

"Mostly, if it was ten or twenty people. Well, it's still good. That's how I can punish you. But if one of the guilds gathered here, for example, doesn't follow the meeting, ignores the decision of the meeting, eats shit about the 'law'... then that's war, right?

Even if a meeting is inaugurated, there is no guarantee that agreement will be reached on each and every case dealt with at that meeting. Instead, you get your opinions together in that situation? If you want to sum up your dissent, it's a war, then there's no point in a meeting. "

Isaac could have pointed it out.

Members gathered at the meeting utter a whine of oral consent, and the blurring spreads.

If his "Black Sword Knights" flip the anti-flag, for example, there are 190 of them. If that's all the 90-level members are together, it's virtually hard to confront. Fighting around the city is forbidden, so you would call it captivity or PK in any other zone, but if you win, you can't do decisive damage to your Alliance.

Economic pressures, such as the refusal to trade, are also difficult to exert an effect on guilds where more than a certain number of members exist. Because the demand within the Alliance is mostly covered by the production sub-occupational holders that exist inside.

Depending, of course, on the level and ratio of sub-job holders, it would be possible to create a system of self-sufficiency for some fifty people.

On the basis of them, where this conference proposed by Shiloe has been established, the formula is high that projects opposed by major guilds will not be able to attach conference support. In other words, a major guild will have the right of veto, and then there is no substitute for the current situation.

Siloe lays down her gaze and fixes the position of her glasses.

(So far, roughly as expected to expand. Surely, if it is normal, it is the mountain of Sekiyama that has established the meeting and then plays the inner circle.... but that's all I'm having trouble with this time)

"I guess I still have to say it's unrealistic?

Crusty's asks, as always, with a narrow, brilliant side of the line.

It's a little hard to believe this intelligent looking man is feared to be a "Mad Warrior," but that's true. To the evidence he keeps the harsh words calm.

"I think it makes sense to establish that meeting. But it is… a sort of pose and I don't think it will show any real restraint"

To that allegation, Siloe quietly puts one hand up.

Her gaze gathered as she was distracted by Siloe's tricks, and a moment of silence visited the meeting room.

"Today - about four hours ago now. I bought this zone called the Guild Hall."

The air, like being poked through the void, flows through the members.

Everyone needed time to understand what the word meant.

"Naturally, I have the right to set the zone, and that right includes the right to enter and exit the zone. - I mean, the people I designated as blacklists can't use the Guild Hall.

That means no more tokens, no guild halls, no banking facilities, no safe. "

Henrietta leaked a deep sigh as everyone stared at Siloe with a strange look like something stuck in her throat.

"Look at that. It's black."

Marielle also nodded as she spurned and watched the meeting to the groaning pitiful Henrietta. Siloe's words sounded like a death sentence.

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In the morning, when I wake up, I wash my face with water filled with buckets.

The boneless furniture was originally found in the stables, for use in leaf kegs. Wash your face with cold water filled with thin, dirty buckets and tuck yourself in to tuck away the dirty cloak.

This is one of the guild halls in Harmeln assigned to a rookie's miscellaneous fishbed. Poorly furnished and minimally equipped for life.

(Gotta go to the kitchen......)

Time for morning support is in a hurry. Each of them is starting to move according to their pressed role. Minori is on breakfast catering duty, so I have to go get breakfast in the kitchen.

I'd like to spend the day with no trouble. Minori prays.

It's only a special day.

Minori rushes to check her health and head to the kitchen.

The owner of the "cook" skill who woke up early there should be making black wheat bread. I don't think it's crude food. In this world, any luxurious food tastes the same. Conversely, even this meal of black bread and water would be a treat and a cloud. That's right. Two months I've been telling myself.

Minori greets the [cook] child with a small voice, pulling out the shiatsu and the big basin. In addition to the same beginner's "cook" child in the kitchen, there are guards for executives. Minori hurried to keep her gaze out of sight as much as possible and began to crease the well water into the water drain.

All for 35. Place water and black bread on a large wooden tray.

"Wait a minute."

To a man's voice, he shudders reflexively.

Minori felt an oily nasty sweat creeping out of her palm.

(Holy shit.... I didn't do anything. It's supposed to be the usual)

Even though I absolutely had to do what I normally do, I stumbled on it in the morning.

"Yes, sir"

Squeeze out a reply thinking it was a fading voice, like a mosquito sounding even myself.

"Ha. That's a hard face.... Am I? Can't you just say hello?"

"Yes...... Good morning."

The watch sounds boring and snorts, making it obnoxious.

Minori suppressed herself and returned the greeting.

"Well no.... you were the" seamstress "? How old are you?"

"We're at level 32."

"Well, that's why I can sew another thirty leather armors. Skill with skin aprons and skin gloves today."

"Okay."

Keep your head down a few times and leave the kitchen. Minori was thrilled and about to break her heart.

I've heard from Shiloe several times since that night.

It's all time for the Alliance to fall asleep after sundown.

The sound of a bell is audible in your ear as you breathe through your cape on a cold concrete floor. That's a signal to let you know what you're saying from Siloe.

Of course, there was no conversation-like conversation in the bedroom of the quiet late evening "Harmeln". Most are small coughs or small signals that ring with a lightly slapping conn on the floor. I just exchanged a couple of words when I wasn't on guard. All I could do was make a small voice out of it so that I couldn't resist being a tearful, pitiful voice.

A lot of the contact from Shiloe was about no other love.

Once a day, or once every two days. The time is short and about enough.

That's what I'm talking about where I went today and who I met.

Siloe apparently has company now. "Guardian" (Guardian), a woman named Akatsuki (Assassin), a spicy, little woman who jokes lightly but relies on direct succession. Then she becomes the elderly Swordsman (Swashbuckler), whom Shiloe calls squad leader. Besides that, I also heard the names Marielle, Henrietta and Xiaolong from the "March Moon Alliance".

What Siloe tells me is what Siloe has done and is doing. That's a world that looks siloed, to exaggerate.

(Me and Mr. Siloe are in the same world.... I'm in the same world, but the world looks so tired and filthy to me... Mr. Shiloe says it's beautiful and spacious...)

That's hard on Minori.

I don't think it's "unfair". The only reason the same world looks so miserable is because my eyes and soul must be cloudy.

Even though there are bright, fun and gentle people all around the siloe, their surroundings aren't. I can see a heart in me that makes me jealous of that. The world of siloes is dazzling and warm, my world is thinly dirty and cold. That was hard on Minori, not even getting back together, thinking that the inner dirt of her heart was all over the outside.

Shiloe said it was pompous.

That I have never lived in any guild before.

That I have repeatedly helped mercenaries everywhere.

I didn't do anything to say that I would destroy it and raise it myself.

Still, I knew, finally, that I was determined to make a place.

But if you let Minori tell you, that's just a siloe's concern. It's hard to get over. 'Cause Shiloe was kind to Minori and Toya. The kindness is helping Minori and Toya now, although it may have been the kindness that was not enough to take.

The world around Siloe is what Siloe won. And if you don't have the world that Siloe has, that's because you couldn't get it.

Perhaps Minori lost it in the days after the catastrophe.

(I spent the days after that (catastrophe) crying because I wanted someone to save me. So I lost it...)

Minori thinks so with bitter suffering. Same goes for joining Harmeln. Because I wanted someone to save me and I wasn't willing to do something about it myself. I thought someone could save me, so I lost it. Both Siloe and myself were given equal opportunities. It's just that Shiloe couldn't take advantage of her chances.

So in that sense, this situation is not "unfair".

Even if the glorious things around Siloe are not around you, that's not at all responsible for Siloe.

(Besides, if you think that way, this time I really... It's not even worth having Mr. Shiloe speak up)

And now, if Siloe is going to start walking to get her place, then she can do it herself.... I may have lost all my wealth, but it's like I haven't had my property since the beginning, which is a beginner player I'm looking at.

I have a towya. I still have a family that I can call important.

Whether you're out of town and lonely to be scared, that's what you should be able to live to lurk in the darkness of an abandoned building. After all, in the days that followed the catastrophe, if only we were ready for it, we wouldn't have been in a situation like this.

I'm forced to reconsider and head to the living room where my buddies are supposed to have rookies.

Siloe seemed to be really acting to rescue the minnows. Besides, if you stop by that behavior, which can be felt from the ends of the word, they're trying to free all the novice players who are enrolled in (Harmeln), not just Minori.

(Mr. Shiloe is an amazing man.... he's cool, he's an adult, he looks good, he knows everything, he's tall, he's sweet...)

Minori also realizes that her thoughts tend to loop slightly, making her cheeks hot.

Such a person is trying to help himself.

He appreciates that Minori is worth it.

Of course, Minori herself is very hard to believe it's worth it. More than half. I think that's a siloe buyout. Honestly, I even think it's some kind of mistake.

But Towya is different. "You're so cool, brother," muttered Towya. And I spent a very long time in silence. Even then, I continued, "I wonder if I could be one too".

I'm Minori's proud brother.

If Toya thinks so, so must Minori herself. Minori has to prove to Shiloe, "It wasn't a mistake to help then". If not in the future, we will lose the right to have Siloe speak up in the present.

It is unacceptable that "unfair" is a palliative idea for this purpose.

Envy is good. And it's good to suffer from envy.

If that pain is going to help you move forward, keep coming. Minori thinks so. But there's no time for backwards emotions like "unfair."

After handing out the bread to the other kids, Minori smalls the black wheat bread in the western corner of the room he always uses. Lurk your breath while swallowing some blurry, non-irritating food, which is not delicious, but not extremely unpleasant.

There are no mid-level members of the Alliance in the living room.

The new players gathered around them send a gaze to ask Minori. Minori nods at that gaze, lets try harder, etc., whispers.

The knowledge that Shiloe taught me was very common for beginners and most of the common sense that was fundamental to playing Elder Tail.

But in this otherworldly detachment from WEB's offensive site, those little know-how and tricks are a major advantage for Minori and Towya. Our broad and shallow knowledge, not limited to our main class and suboccupations, sometime pushed Minori and Toya from being "just beginner players" to being the ones who drew the line.

They used that little bit of knowledge to try to alleviate some of the impossible challenges given to them by Harmeln, and that attitude had the effect of getting trust from the same novice player at some point.

Minori continues her thinking by giving her hot water, which she has been particularly tickling at the seemingly unwell child since morning.

Shiloe said she would contact you during the day. When that contact arrives, we must act.

I've already talked to the kid in the room just a little bit, and Toya should understand what he's doing today.

I don't know when to contact him, but Minori thought it was morning or night. In the daytime, the towers will be out hunting. It would be difficult to do any operation with rescue targets dispersed.

Finishing grabbing the bread, starting the tower, the members going out hunting start moving to separate rooms for support. The newcomers to the battle will be gathered, and today's expedition, members, and organization will be decided. Thereafter the chosen members will change clothes and perform equipment checks, leaving.

At that time, I hear a ghost bell in Minori's ear.

(Coming.... It's Shiloe)

Palpitations that start to run like early horses are tensions about the noise that is going to happen. Even if he were killed, he wouldn't die. Even if you know by your head, if you can point your weapon at me, you'll still feel dull.

Minori doesn't know what maneuvers are going to be done, but there's more than enough chance that it's going to be rough. It's not unlikely to be a battle. But having thought about it enough, Minori is determined to make sure that she never looks like a fool.

I'll take a pronouncement. No, Siloe starts talking quietly with the volume of voice that only Minori can hear.

'Good morning. - Minori?... Quick but I think I'll start the operation. The signal is as usual.... Miscellaneous Fish Sleeping Room for Yourself Now?

Conn. Reverse the will to affirm with one small cough.

"Is Towya getting ready in the other room?

Affirmative again.

'Okay. You can leave that guild hall at the right time for Towya to leave the guild hall. All the newcomers. Because you simply have to get out the door. Don't worry. - The Guild Hall has taken control of everything.

(Suppression?)

Minori didn't know what the word meant, but for now she makes a reply for affirmation.

'Then, if something happens inside... and it falls and resurrects, run for the Guild Hall after resurrection in the Temple. The Guild Hall entrance hall is the headquarters of the rescue operation. "

Minori works her head desperately trying to remember accurately.

"I have an important battle as a separate team and I can't be there. A child named Xiaolong is in charge of the operation. Besides that, it's the" assassin "who says he can rely on it. She's in the hall, too, or right around the corner '

Tension has left my knee so weak that my chest is painful. But Minori is desperate and returns just one little affirmation.

"The temple is lined with direct successors. In the worst case, he can count on it too. Okay, here we go. - Let's start an escape operation."

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Similar remarks were received by Toya.

(Operation starts, brother)

Toya swallows the saliva. Slowly take a deep breath and run your gaze as you feel your hands wearing combat feet get nervous at any given time. It's too early to tell your surrounding companions.

The instruction from Shiloe is to "Escape all new members to the Alliance Hall". The Harmeln Guildhall, where the towers are now located, and the zone of the Guildhall are connected by a single door.

If we all break through one door, the operational goal given to us by Siloe will be achieved. I had confidence in Toya that I could escape without taking ten seconds if I were alone.

But Minori wouldn't say that.

Minori sees Toya leave before escaping herself too. No, his sister (Minori) would get all the new members out, except Towya, and she would do her best.

Then you can't let me get away with it.

I know my sister Minori has a self-inflicted personality.

That's a reversal of a sense of responsibility, but Toya suspected that the cause of that budding sense of responsibility lay with her.

Toya likes her sister.

My alumni said that brothers and sisters are horns to horns.

I remember hearing people say that habits and ways of thinking that are acceptable if you are someone else can be stressful when you live with them.

But if you let Toya tell you, the cause of stress lies in the upward and downward relationship. Ordinary siblings have age differences. It's also often about one to three different things. For a child, that age difference means competence, resulting in such a large disparity that it cannot be ignored.

From the older side, my younger sister and brother would be impossible copies of themselves, and from the younger side, my older brother and sister are tyrants.

That's true, living with me can be stressful.

But the twins are easy on that point. Minori tries to take care of Toya every once in a while because she is her sister, but she doesn't think that Toya is a guardian or anything but a few hours of difference in birth time.

As a blood relative, as a partner, I consider him a preferred opponent.

Because it's the twins who breathe together as playmates and fights with each other. Speaking of brothers and sisters, it is natural that there is an age difference, and the two of us can be unrelated to the upward and downward relationship that we say so. Thoya thought that was lucky.

But there is something cowardly about my sister, even though it is a relationship at a comparable age. Because I'm a man, it's my job to protect my sister in situations where I say so. That's what Towya has been thinking for a long time.

"Hey, it's time to go. I'll be speaking to Gilmouth, so you guys stay in line in front of the Guild Hall."

The vocal leader of the hunting team, the arrogant Summoner, leaves the room when he discards all that. Probably went to the Guildmaster's room.

As Toya pushes her cheap machete all the way into her belt, she speaks to the people behind her as she heads to the door.

"We've been talking about this for a long time. There's going to be rescue....... Go to the Guild Hall hall now. Hurry up."

Breathtaking signs. Everyone would have guessed the signs of bluffing. A hasty move begins. Stopping voices saying, "Leave that alone, we ain't got nothin '" to something panicking about taking out our bags.

Yes, indeed, Toya and the others don't have property or anything. I only have enough clothes and groceries to be packed in a cheap ready-made bag, which I always use at best, not even hanging the magic of weight ignorance.

Some of his buddies nod at Towya, who looked back at him with his ears against the door. Toya opened the door and walked out into the guild hall hallway, running straight into another miscellaneous fish bedroom.

Approaching the door of your room, you can hear a small scream from inside. Coming into the sight of Toya, who opened the door vigorously without even thinking about it, was the figure of a middle-member member of the guild who meets Minori.

(Are you out of line?!?

When Toya breathes in, she sends a signal to the new girl, who is frightened as she watches those two hanging out in a far-flung circle, to get out by hand. And, at the same time, he let a short-haired bandit try to hang on to his sister and hold him down.

"Become!? What are you guys up to?"

The sound of breathing in louder. I guess that short-haired bandit tried to scream out loud. The frightening look on my sister's face. That look alone makes Toya feel her body move unconsciously again.

Dropped hips, smooth turning left arm.

Instead of pulling it out, a knife is often fired from the sheath. The shimmering silver light forms a line and is tapped into the target's throat.

Samurai Attack Stunt (Ranias Capture)

Its effect is to crush the subject's vocal cords and inhibit magical chanting. It wasn't a magic chant in this case, but it seemed to have worked. Short-haired bandits hold down their throats when they cough silently.

Guildhall is inherently a no-combat zone. When you act combative, the non-player character 'Guard' appears instantly, even if you weren't around.

However, the zone can be designated or lifted by the zone holder. In the Guild Hall of Harmeln, the newcomers were unlocked from combat activities in order to "manage" them.

Using that setup, middle-member members were causing pain to the newcomers.

- At least not until today.

Let me get out of here.

Minori stands up like she was bounced by Toya's voice, pushing her fellow girls out towards the front door of the guild hall. I don't have time for this. I just have to inspire my frightened companions and guide them.

Meanwhile, Towya was facing a mid-level bandit in front of him.

Hatred is burning in the eyes of that man with a stern face. It's an incredible rage to have our throats crushed by new players who have insulted us as miscellaneous fish. There is now a twenty level difference between Towya and his bandits.

When the bandit pulls out a song knife about 50 centimeters across the blade from his waist, he is slashed by Towya. The only effect of Hahaha is to take away the ability to chant and converse. It works great for mages and recovery opponents, but doesn't want to deprive them of their combat abilities from somatological characters like the current man.

The bandit's sword tip is sharp, and his body is easily torn apart over Toya's defensive setup. There are too many differences in strength in the first place.

The success of the Towya ambush was due to the chronic mind of the man who warned that the new player could not possibly turn against himself and the fact that it was (haha) that he used it.

Many of the Samurai stunts have long reuse regulations, most of which can be used every five minutes or every ten minutes, with all the so-called "one-shot moves". The power of each of those minute moves is set high, and the hit rate is very high. It also worked for mid-level players on the twentieth level, according to its characteristics.

Special moves are powerful and diverse, but few are user-friendly and middle-aged to keep them between. That is the fateful characteristic of the Samurai.

The effect time of "Hahaha" is 15 seconds.

The rest will probably only be about ten seconds. Thoya receives the bandit's sword as she holds down her panic.

(You don't have to win. Just hold on here until everyone escapes.)

The area is covered with red bloodshed. It doesn't have to be seen, it's flowing from Toya's body. My whole body has pain and it hurts to be paralyzed. I can feel my hands and feet getting cold and heavy and going.

"Towya!

The bandit's attack is caught in a mirror-like effect that shines in water. The mirror splashes in an instant with a man's attack with a difference in level, but that's Minori's "Damage Blocked" spell. I see bandits tongue-in-cheek abominably.

"Everyone headed to the front door. Out in the hallway."

"Whoa, let's go"

He leaves the Miscellaneous Fish Sleeping Room with Minori after taking restraint with a massive blow. The hallway is less than two meters wide. This place can hold you back without being turned sideways or behind you.

"Shh. Damn!"

However, it was only then that the effects of the "Hahaha" set up by the bandits expired. When he presses his throat and leaks a cracked cough, he turns to Towya and screams.

"You guys know what this treason is going to be!? I'll kill you over a hundred times, you fucking kid!!

As the towers feared, the barbaric voice echoes in the guild hall. A number of doors facing the hallway opened and it was the main forces of the "Harmeln" who grabbed the weapon in a hurry to peek into his face.

Guildmaster with dark eyes. A Summoner who doesn't even try to hide his frustration. Productive men staring down at new girls.

When they speak uniformly of intimidation, they pull out their weapons.

"What can you two do!

When the Summoner waved his arms wide, a black wind rolled up. The flock of featherworms like ants is Deadly Swarm. An attack spell with deteriorated vision hits Minori directly over the tower.

Minori desperately casts a damaging blocking spell, but there are too many level differences. One clash after another crumbles to a group of crumbling black evil bugs, and the shining barrier smashes and scatters like cracked glass.

(Even hallways can't prevent direct rear guard attacks by magic. My idiot!

Though Toya scolds herself, she thoughtfully throws a machete in her right hand in the simulated darkness that wraps up the featherworm. What was in Towya's sight was the figure of the "Summoner" waving his wand behind it in the dark.

"Towya. Towya!"

"Minori, it's almost there! Keep your head down!!

Towya pushed to the door of the zone, hugging her twin sister as if she were even hitting her body, in both hands, which were no longer too damaged and turned blue and black.