Log Horizon

It was this morning that one line arrived at the "Ancient Court of Eternal Ice". The journey from the city of Akiba to this court is untouchable and mediocre. At a distance of about two hours, it is even closer than "Shinjuku Miyagi".

The delegation of the Siroes totals ten.

He was a carefully coordinated selection member by saying that pushing with an extra large number would also give him vigilance.

Krusty, the "Mad Warrior" representative of the Round Table Conference, will not begin unless he attends the rave or the corner.

The Alliance of Free Cities Eastal seems to have an aristocratic culture. It is unclear how the "Round Table Meeting", the autonomous committee method, is received in it, but if it is to speak on an equal footing with the nobility, the "Round Table Meeting" side will also have to send representatives.

Next thought was dispatch No. 2.

Crusty is also the representative of D.D.D., the biggest military-based guild, so we talked about how he should choose one of the vice ambassadors from the producer guild in form.

Candidates include Michitaka, general manager of IOM's "Haughty Arms", and Roderick of the Roderick Chamber of Commerce. Either Karasin, who leads the Eighth Mall, will be pushed together.

After some rubbing, it was Michitaka from IOM that was chosen.

The relationship between the three producer guilds is never bad. It features in each and supports this city of Akiba. But for producers, now is the time for the city to boil back to new discoveries. Leaving the city is probably the thought of getting my hair pulled back. It is against that background that we have become a pressing match of delegates.

Michitaka and others tried to escape, "It's more fun to be chasing news of invention now," etc., but I can't even complain about losing the 11th battle. I tried to push everything against Karasin, but it looks like I failed to do that too.

It is about Michitaka, who has the best care. Ultimately, he showed off his biggest vessel and said, "Hey, hold on. Leave it to me," he assured me was brilliant. But then I was unconcerned and said, "If anything happens, I fly home. I can be home in two hours," he commented, a secret of the participants in the Round Table Conference.

Let's select another person from the balance who can analyze practical aspects and information relationships as No. 3. When the will of the [Round Table Meeting] was decided that way, it was Siloe who stopped all gazing.

Of course, each of the eleven councillors who make up the Round Table Meeting is the head of the guild representing the city of Akiba. Neither gathering nor analyzing information falls into the public domain, but I say, "Is that your system? If they say," I want professional people. "

As a Shiloe individual, it was also interesting to note that the "summer accommodation" turned out to take place during the same period.

In the name of training new players, the Minori and Toya twins participate from the Horizon of Records, and we can hardly gather information in rural areas around Tokyo. During the past two months, I have looked into the fold, but it seems that I have not yet had enough contact with the [earth man] fundamentally.

As a siloe, I worried because I didn't want to underestimate either event, but Michitaka was eager to say, "No, you should come too. I can't allow myself to leave the city alone", so I agreed to join the membership as a deputy ambassador who had no choice but to go to court.

At the request of the Round Table Conference, Shiloe joined the delegation as the third row attendant. Akatsuki had publicly declared from the outset that "I will keep your lord's safety", so he automatically accompanied Shiloe. It became a participant in the position of accompanying or following.

On the other hand, Naotai and Naotai shared the rate of deduction with the summer sleepover. Both direct successors and Nyata have good care for their juniors, and have extensive combat experience after they have become alien. You will be able to rely on hands-on combat training and dealing with any problems you may have.

As for Shiloe's miscalculation, when did Akatsuki decide to participate, Henrietta's contingent participation as an observer was decided by the Mitsuki Alliance?

Henrietta's accompaniment takes the form of a "Siloe's squire".

That's good, but likewise, with Akatsuki, who is treated as a "Shiloe squire," Henrietta, with whom the modem room and so on go together, seemed just ecstatic.

- Obviously, they're after Akatsuki.

As a siloe, I just have to put a vertical line in my forehead.

It's not that I don't like Henrietta. She's beautiful, she's smart, she's dependable. I think she's more of a lady I have to favor. But there seems to be a somewhat off-track enthusiasm, which is just a source of concern.

From the perspective of the other members of the Round Table who are most unaware of the circumstances, Shiloe looks like a flower in both hands or a beautiful girl and beauty formation on both sides. You can't convince me that I'm not.

After such a selection process, the delegation to be dispatched to the Easter Alliance of Free Cities Lords meeting was decided. The delegate is the chairman of the Round Table Meeting, Krusty. The first deputy ambassador is Michitaka of IOM. The second deputy is Siloe. In addition, there are a total of ten persons, including accompanying persons in the form of secretaries and squires.

(This, I don't know... uncomfortable)

The siloe, recalling the selection process, remained inconspicuous in the corner of the Great Hall, solitary.

Even though it's a slowly growing venue, Akatsuki sticks to hide on the back of the siloe, and Henrietta smiles luminously, but leans on the siloe.

"Siloe, you're a boulder. It's something relaxed."

Crusty tells Michitaka that, but that's a misunderstanding.

Siloe is not laid back, she is on her way.

"Well, when you're as heroic as this guy. Pfft. Even on such a big stage, enough to surround two women...... ahh. I hear you can afford it. See?"

"Rude. Food for such a ball and other conspiracies. It's nothing but a black silhouette mower."

Even if I revenge later on Michitaka, who knows and makes me laugh, a misguided buyout of Henrietta hurts for Siloe.

And so is that.

Since the recent disturbance at the establishment of the Roundtable Conference, it seems that inside Henrietta, Siloe has been set to be "the owner of an incomparable black brain if you let the conspiracy go."

If that's all I can do, I can complain to you, but in addition to that, they express something like a tremendous sense of confidence in its blackness, so I can hardly say it back.

I don't know why, but in Henrietta, black = highly rated (?) It also seems to be. Nor can he deny without darkness what he is praising, and Shiloe suffers.

"Thank you very much this time"

Still, it was when Siloe opened her mouth trying to say something back to Henrietta. A nobleman greets the line with a cloak of silver with fur fringes.

(Wow, wow... Real.)

He was a "real" aristocratic, magnificent man from anywhere, as Siloe thought. Shortly pruned mustache, eye-sharp eyes under silver hair. Muscled because of his age, but the way he muscled around his hands that he thought he was fond of martial arts when he was younger.

Because it is for summer, he wears black polished leather boots with a number of medals and decorative belts fastened to the top and bottom of dark blue with dark brown edges that do not look too heavy.

"Nice to meet you, thank you for inviting me. My name is Krusty, and I'm a representative of the Round Table Conference, which will govern the city of Akiba."

(Mr. Crusty's guts are amazing. like a nobleman)

Crusty answers smoothly. The look on his face doesn't even look so distracted.

Then Michitaka says hello. This one didn't look particularly nervous either. In the sense that they are thick, they are two of the best in the Round Table Conference. You're absolutely right about this candidate, Shiloe thinks.

"I say siloe. Nice to meet you again."

While touring such thoughts, Shiloe greets them concisely. Siloe is unaware that the simple attitude is "the three fat people" instead of "the two fat people" in order to appear irrelevant to the tension on the side.

(Detailed introduction is later. I want to know who they are)

"My name is Sergiad-Cowen. Let me serve as a roundup for the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal."

I don't know if you've guessed how Siloe feels, but the magnificent nobility calls itself that. Speaking of Serbiad-Cowen, he is the lead lord in a letter sent to the Round Table Conference.

(Is this person so?... the biggest powerful man in the East)

The city of Akiba is the largest player town on Japanese servers. But that doesn't mean it's the biggest city on the Japanese server.

The largest city on this Japanese server is "The Capital of My Hama", which focuses on "Ashimeji Castle" (Castle Cinderella).

In the first place, the city of Tokyo does not already function as a single city in this other world.

Because, compared to the original world population of hundreds of millions on Japanese servers, only about a hundred percent of the population exists today.

People create small settlements here and there and shelters surrounded by walls, where they live. The same was true around old Tokyo. The same is true of the city of Akiva and this court in the area, but the legacy of advanced scientific and magical civilization remains, with several cities using it. But there are no longer too few human beings to manage and control all of old Tokyo.

The human race of goodness has fallen so far from the stars of this world that it cannot sustain such a lifeline.

As such, the former metropolitan area has been divided into several small cities with self-defense capabilities, of which the most immense is the capital of My Hama.

(Followed by our city of Akiba. The city of Sibuya in Player Town as well. Ikebukuro is still big in the "Tower of Sunlight". Places in the real world that hit Shinjuku are completely destroyed by the outbreak of Behemoth... Later, a little further away. Yokohama, Asakusa...... about)

That was an overview of the human habitat in the Kanto area today.

The magnificent lord in front of him is the ruler of the capital of My Hama, the largest city in its Kanto region. The capital of My Hama is not what we call a "player town" because there is no cathedral unlike Akiba. But if you look at it, it has commercial facilities and a wide variety of quests. If you were an intermediate or higher player in the "Elder Tail" era, it would always be a place you've visited more than once.

In a city with impressive elevated sidewalks and aerial gardens made of delicate steelwork, the symbolic "Grey Himeji Castle" (Castle Cinderella) is the most beautiful palace in Japan's servers.

In front of me, Crusty was quickly embarking on a conversation.

To say that the Round Table Meeting is an autonomous committee and is composed of eleven representatives of residents. To say that I am in the position of chairman. This time, he briefly conveys that he was pleased with the invitation and came forward.

"Hmm. Hmm...... Yes, I see. So the guilds, the ones that become, are like nobles with no territory, and the powerful guilds talk about autonomy, right? As a formality, the Lords gather together to set the course of action for the Alliance of Free Cities, Eastal, one step at a time, and the cloud."

"Exactly."

Krusty nods at Sergiad-Cowen's words.

"But then, Hmm..."

Sergiad thinks when he receives a drink from an elf woman who appears as a service at the venue.

"Speaking of representations, does giving one of them aristocracy create a useless qualm?

"I think so. If I could, I'd like to decline in that matter."

"Hmm. I don't care about that."

"So why don't you give the Roundtable Conference itself the right to attend because of the quasi nobility or“ deem ”with the nobility? That way, we can be at the table with you."

These are Michitaka's words. He works with Crusty in a relaxed adult attitude to persuade the old lord.

(Though I don't think she's much different from me. Doesn't seem like a problem at all)

Siloe was staring at the three people talking from a step back.

Crusty, of course, Michitaka is probably not even thirty in the real world, but he crosses without retreating to his aristocratic counterparts in this world. I don't feel uneasy watching them on the side, and if the two of them ever fail to negotiate, they won't succeed where Siloe has spoken out somewhat, etc.

"Looks like you're still getting a lot of attention."

It was Henrietta who snuck her ear at such a siloe. If you give it a glance, the Great Hall is already busy with a large crowd of attendees. Twenty-four cities and territories are participating in the Alliance of Free Cities Easter if we stop by in advance.

Each has one representative with two staff officers and four to five accompanying staff. If we were to be bringing children and grandchildren to reveal, in total, it would still be hundreds. Looking over, this huge hall looks like more than a hundred people are hissing.

I have no impression at all that this huge hall, stained with scarlet and gold, decorated to dance, has gotten narrower when so many people gather, but I could also feel the silhouette as a group of bickering around the walls and halls sending their gaze over here.

(Still don't call me... Sergiad, is that something you're reluctant to do with old age? Or do you think there's something already tight? Otherwise, there are strange rumors that we can't imagine?

Siloe spins her thoughts.

Perhaps just as the Siloes did not fully grasp the information on the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal, so did the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal.

This invitation is a good example.

To some extent, I have ordered them from above, and I can incorporate them into some of our own organizations, or if I don't meet them with great care and gratitude, I eat a painful cliche, and I can't overmeasure them both.

I want the other person's information, but the conversation to get that information will be careful not to get fried feet.

Inevitably, we need a lot of time to interact.

(Looks like it's going to be a pretty tough negotiation)

Siloe glances at her and presses between her brows. Crusty and Michitaka are currently hitting me with all they can for the main part of the negotiations. If so, it would be Siloe's role to find a breakthrough in that gap, but there is also no good idea at this stage.

Of course, as much information as is available about the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal is available in advance, but it is the knowledge examined in the taverns and texts of the city in question. Raw information from the aristocratic social circle would not, yes, be a direct leak into the alley.

When Siroe is so troubled, the music suddenly stops.

When the blurring pulls like a tide, the hedge near the arch of the Great Hall cracks and a gleaming line appears from there. It was the three girls and their partners who showed up in the midst of people bragging for favors and expectations.

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"She's my granddaughter. Raynesia made it 15 this year."

The Duke of Sergiad narrows his eyes.

Then the aristocratic piercing looks soothing and loving.

"I know you're not familiar with it, but it's our call. Ladies who have reached the right age will be kept at the ball for debut. Tomorrow's ten-day meeting will be a place to coordinate the issues of the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal, as well as our interactions.

Our nobles use their lives and the force and financial means they usually accumulate to defend their territory, but that is not enough in this harsh world. No, I don't have the assurance that I'll get it at any time when I'm ready.

Still, friends and relatives are sometimes more helpful in protecting themselves and their own people than swords, gold coins and walls. "

Have you been able to break it down somewhat, Sergiad has explained to Krusty and Michitaka the significance of their social community.

"That's a bond, isn't it?" Crusty asks

"I understand. We also create groups called guilds and support each other with our allies. It's like family. Sometimes we help each other across the boundaries of the guild. It's also the mission of the Roundtable Conference."

Michitaka took over the word.

Beautiful, but beautifully deserved in this setting.

You're right.

Sergiad also smiles back just because he got my will for the words.

The two of them and Sergiad, talking but chasing each other with their gaze, had just entered the center of the hall with their three daughters. Is it the knight of the realm who supports that hand like a broken thing? They are all quite Dada men.

"You're all beautiful."

Michitaka credits it as such.

It was a merchant-like compliment, but it would have made it easier for me to save myself the trouble of lying as a Michitaka. You don't have to flatter me this time.

Stepping into the center was a beautiful girl who looked somewhat more luxurious than her fifteen-year-old, but with a sly neck.

"The center is my granddaughter, Rainesia. Appletta, daughter of Marquis Lester of Ou, has fresh green hair to her right. A passionate daughter of redhead is the granddaughter of Sugana, lord of the free city of Iwaphne. Don't show your face to the social world this year."

(I see...... You're all three pretty girls. This is how we "unveil" and make our debut in the social world)

The music starts playing as I watch.

Under such circumstances, this should be the first time we've danced in front of these public, but all three of them were steps that didn't make us feel. Nevertheless, the expression is still hard.

The gentle circular music added more depth with woodwind instruments to the strings. Siloe feels familiar with the music. It was the opening song that I used to hear every time I started the game in the days when it was Elder Tail.

Only ten people in a row of siloes were able to share that surprise and nostalgia in this great hall. The siloes gazing at each other like they were bounced are soon filled with bittersweet laughter.

The moment our gaze got tangled, we shared a sense of hope that we had really come to another world and had no idea we could go home. But that's why I wasn't in a position to mess up and be good, and I was too responsible for messing up.

Eventually the series of phrases comes to an end, and the princesses gracefully give their poor thank you for breaking their knees.

"Well, that's the second song.... you guys should come dance."

"What?"

Michitaka queries the old Sergiad with what a dumb look.

"Did you say that earlier? When was this ball a social occasion before the meeting? Look around, but look around. Everyone's intrigued by you.

The only reason I'm speaking on behalf of you right now is because we're all on guard without knowing how to deal with the Adventurer. Whether we trust each other or not, we can't afford to exchange information.

The old lord, who stands for the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal, gives a tea peek on the majestic side when he says so.

"Everyone wants to see their guests dance, too. What do you say, the brunette lady over there?

When Akatsuki, suddenly told the story, jumped up as small as if it had been flushed by the current, he fled to the shadow of Shiloe.

"I am the Lord's sneak. The sneak is shadowed and escorted. This, this, exposing yourself in a public place like this is outrageous."

Michitaka, who was then gazed at, shakes her neck left and right with a slightly drawn look on her face. "No, no, because I'm illegal. Terrible!".

Even though production is a specialty, it's just the physical ability of the Adventurer. It was hilarious that he was shaking his head so fast that the remnants appeared.

Well, crusty would be a good extrusion on this occasion, Siroe thinks with a dull laugh.

Crusty has the horrible suboccupation and title of "Mad Warrior," etc, but he looks intelligently sturdy.

He perfectly describes being on the American football team as "an elite talented handsome type of glasses with disappointing body." Speaking in position, quarterback. Besides, it would be a command tower that could make a central breakthrough.

Tuxedos look great because they have a good body, and they are accompanied by women from the same guild for the sake of appearance.

"This is your turn, Shiloe."

But before the siloe who tried to speak, its Krusty himself opens his mouth heavily. Such a joke, I almost told you, but Crusty, who controlled the front desk, is an extremely serious look.

"I would like you to join Sir Sergiad here for a moment. If it's you, Shiloe, uh, yeah. -" This ball is a lawn mower, "right? I want one end of that stunt to be useful for the Roundtable Conference."

(K, Mr. Crusty. You know what I'm saying!? Ku, damn it)

Siloe feels the blood draw away.

Faced with high level monsters, we can't even argue in a big conference, but in the first place, Shiloe is a staff type of person who plans around and builds a front with a must-win strategy.

If this were, for example, a pinch heralded ten days ago, I would have managed to find a way through any impossibility, but suddenly I would have to black-and-white my eyes when I was swept away.

But Krusty, the representative of the Round Table Conference, asked to speak with the Duke of Sergiad, the lead lord of the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal, because of what he said. Hard to argue with as a siloe.

Whatever the case may be, Shiloe's actual labor was eliminated because Krusty and Michitaka were in good order to negotiate earlier. Of course, it was while contemplating future measures, but I would have to take it out of guilt if I were assigned a job more than I had grasped the thread of it.

(Ha...... Shame on you this time)

Siloe nearly dropped her shoulder Shomboli, but when she felt her gaze and looked up, she met Henrietta's glossy smile.

"Dear Siroe, Dropping your shoulders won't suit you."

"That's what I said.... this isn't all."

Sighing, Siroe abandoned himself more than half of the time, Henrietta waves her standing index finger to the left and right like a female teacher.

"The lords must not show any lack of confidence. That's even if it's airy. Even more so if you're an Alliance Master, right? Marie is stupid, dumb, and brainy, and she's got a big chest if you put it another way - but she knows exactly where she is."

That word would be exactly right. Marielle's smile should have inspired guild members only in circumstances where that smile was unlikely. Siloe reflects.

Though it is good to have a lot of wisdom around, I also know that it is my weakness to creep over hard work and the future that I have yet to see.

"Copy that. Exactly."

"Well done. Then...... Let me present one magic to my good boy Shiloe."

"Huh?"

Henrietta offers a hand wrapped in a silk glove in front of her as she advances in front of the silhouette with an elegant turn using her nail tips.

"Akatsuki? Look closely."

As the siloes took their fingertips as they were pressurized, Henrietta, who tangled her arms in a natural motion, advanced to the center of the hall in both siloes.

(Hey...... Henrietta.)

Siloetically, this is too much. Even if there was a task to dance, roughly the right half of the hall or near the exit on the south side? There must be a lot of places where people can finish a song in moderation and discreetly. In the center of the hall, you should be the guest of the banquet, and you should be the dancer of the dance space.

"Dear Siroe, smile and stretch your chest."

……

I can see myself swallowing saliva. Indeed, I was nervous at the launch meeting of the Roundtable Conference, and I have had experiences where my heart bounces even in PK fights and previous large-scale fights, but this is another distinct sense of fear.

The delusion that participants full of squares are laughing and reputating whispering as they observe themselves cannot be overwhelmed.

"Fine. Keep your hands on my hips with that posture...... No, a little more upstairs. … yes, it feels like a hand on the back of the waist"

"I confess, I can't dance at all, can I?

"Oh, I can't believe it's a confession in this position. It lights me up."

Henrietta looks up at the siloe and smiles.

Probably to fit the party dress, the usual career-woman style rimless glasses removed eyes looked bigger than I thought, and when they smiled like that, they also went away as siloes.

"Not really. Don't delude me."

"Master Shiloe? You know my profession, don't you?

"It's the accountant." Ah.

With her gaze down, Henrietta is whispering with her ears clear as she stares around Siloe's chest. That's a tiny, thin, tiny singing voice like a bird's twist that you're going to miss hearing.

Henrietta measures the timing by predicting the first waltz song she should have heard.

"Come on, let's go. Dear Siroe."

The music swept up the hall like a bubble of carbonation overflowing from champagne could be played. This is the start of the third song. Henrietta steps toward Siloe so that she gently pushes the graceful, classic melody with her fingertips.

Siloe supporting her hips to support Henrietta with her chest stretched. Henrietta grumbles about something, guiding the siloe like a twirling, twirling petal dances.

(That's right. Mr. Henrietta is... (Bard)

"The Bard" (Bird).

That is one of the twelve professions of "Elder Tail".

Although one of the three weapons attacks positions, the Bard chose the path as a support position compared to the assassins (Assassins) and Swordsmen of Theft (Swashbucklers) challenging them to do high damage by their own means.

A support position is a generic term for a profession that advances a battlefield in favor of an enemy by increasing its allies' combat power and decreasing the enemy's. In this [Elder Tail], only Shiloe's "Granting Artist" (Enchanter) and Henrietta's "Bard" fall into that category.

The Bard is characterized by manipulation of music. As its name suggests, the Bard masters many stunts with long effect times. In the world of Elder Tail, where most stunts have an effect of only about a moment to ten seconds, the Bard, which possesses a large number of stunts of minute or permanent effect, is unique.

Henrietta herself said she had never participated, but it is only in a large-scale battle that the pressure has to endure for far longer than normal battles that her strength can be said to be truly demonstrated.

He is also less skilled than the Assassins and Thief Swordsmen, but also has training in white soldier combat and is particularly good at handling light weapons such as thin swords and bows.

Attacks with these weapons do not use MP, so in a long battle they fight a combination of "weapon attacks that do not consume MP" and "MP efficient long stunts". It has excellent energy cost performance and can sustain its combat capabilities for a long time.

On the other hand, there are only those professions that foresee so long combat, and in all the elements that have been described as attack, recovery and cover, the instantaneous power is very low. The lack of ability to "launch a battlefield with a slight reflex nerve" and the fact that operations require deep insight and predictions of deployment is also a profession that is elevating the lay.

Its henrietta fits into the siloe's arm in the middle of the great hall, twirling, twirling and turning repeatedly.

Henrietta moves aggressively from herself without forcing Siloe to take steps. Eventually, Siloe gets used to the movement as well.

In the first place, flesh in the other world is dozens of times more powerful than in the real world. Agility and strength are superhuman compared to the "real flesh" of reality's online addiction when it comes to siloe, a magician profession.

When Henrietta begins to vaguely but grasp the image she wants to move, Henrietta makes her play a small eight-minute note on her chest.

"Mostly. Okay? Dear Siroe."

"Mm-hmm. Mostly."

Henrietta whispers in a whisper, but doesn't stop letting her play a small eight-minute note.

C is orange.

D is yellow.

E is yellow-green and F is bright blue.

The sound of G is literally an empty color, and A is a great purple.

And b is a red color like midway between raspberry and sunset.

I had no idea how I was showing it to Siloe, or how I could keep it going while we had a conversation, but the colorful notes spilling out of Henrietta's chest dissolve into the air as if they were two little fairies drifting around.

Perhaps a visual effect (effect) in the stunt of the Bard, but does it take an extraordinary sense to match the music so much? Or is it possible for anyone with the musical skills of the Bard?

(In short, that's it.... you're with the sound gay)

Not that I was very good at it, but it's a game genre that has a unique experience in the original world as well. A game existed in the real world that mixed in to slap drums and scratch and dance on a foot panel in a large enclosure.

The music is slower in tempo than that, and it's a far more relaxed step. Siloe sharpens her concentration, linking the melody coming in from her ear with the seven-colored notes drifting with a blur of Henrietta's crease.

"That's right. Light step. Light forward....... half-turn"

"Understood…. Master."

I can see Henrietta turning into a flashing expression after being taken for a moment when she smiles and responds with a tiny smile. But even that is somehow asexually fun.

Oh, it's been a long time since your body started moving to think you'd enjoy listening to music, Siroe recalls.

Web radio on WebTV, MP3. Music was overflowing before. It was so overflowing and free that I forgot how "special" it was.

Music is something special.

It was created by humans, not in nature.

Just like cooking, it's the first kind of experience that's lost and noticed its richness. Thank God for the beautiful Bard in front of us, who kept playing the melody all the time in our chests, even while we had completely forgotten it.

"When you can afford it back, stretch your spine. We're seen by a lot of people, aren't we? We need to be light and show them steps like wings. - Master Shiloe is a black staff officer."

But Henrietta at the time tells a novel in a female teacher's attitude about how she interpreted the grin.

Siloe concentrates on stretching her spine properly. Caring for Henrietta in his arms, he leads his fingertips with his left hand up so as not to interfere with that movement.

Sure, I guess I've got some room. I can see inside the big hall, which has never been more than a background at all. Dancers dancing like flickering flowers around themselves. The performers of interior music who breathe like drunk in music.

And countless eyes staring at the two of us. Even a mean whisper that they whisper - apparently you can't insult just the countrymen - can now be heard clearly.

"Come on, one more song. I'll shut you up without leaving any pussies around, okay?

"Got it. - Lady."

The Shiloes put their hands together again as the song changed.

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"LaGranda's company?

Towya raised her voice. Doesn't that name sound like a dungeon? When I bumped into that question, my direct line was, "It's not like a dungeon, it's a dungeon. Don't get bogged down," he replies.

The sky, which was vine-colored until earlier, is completely blue, and the ground of the abandoned school building, where a row decides to sleep, is lit up red with a number of bonfires.

It's a barbecue party to celebrate your arrival at this base camp this evening.

All participants in the school garden, according to what I heard, around sixty people gather to enjoy a noisy meal.

The season is August.

The earth is hot with a cage of burnt heat in the sun during the day. However, there was no moisture and teasing at night. The wind felt good for the skin and the sweat was not that uncomfortable.

Of course the food is great.

The dishes made by Chief Nyantai are always delicious, but this is how they are eaten by a large number of people. It has a kind of hard to say. Toya has been blind to this type of dish for a long time. In retrospect, I remember wanting to eat street food on an edge date or something and saying a lot about me to my sister Minori.

The sister, Minori, was busy handing out drinks and going around, but at Towya's behest, she ran over and said, "What's wrong?," he asked.

"Oh, Minori. They're going to the dungeon, right? Did you know that?

"Huh? Is that a dungeon!?

Minori raises a surprise as well.

It is, of course, a three-week summer sleepover. Naturally, I assumed that I would conduct combat training, etc. But all of a sudden, I wasn't expecting to go to the dungeon.

"Me too?" Straight to the word snorts.

"Well, I know Minori has a little heavy loads. But it would be safer for the same squad than to fight with separate spots with Towya, wouldn't it?

"Well, that's true."

Toya nods without one or two. Toya and Minori are twins.

Minori is supposed to say "sister" because of the time of birth, but she is not aware that some of Toya are guardians because she is a sister. I feel stronger that I'm a man and my sister is a woman than that.

If we're going to be working together and fighting together anyway, it's better to be together from the start, and most importantly, I can't imagine if my sister is going to be in some kind of crisis, she can't be anywhere near it. Toya thinks so.

"That's right."

Apparently my sister has the same idea. I snort honestly.

"Well, Minori can be a coastal group, but getting used to the dungeons is a valuable experience for later on."

That's how Chief Nyantai talks to me on a large square plate, who has served a large serving of roasted magpies.

"What does the coast group mean?"

In response to Minori's question, Sgt. Natai answered with a polite commentary.

Apparently, their strengths vary considerably when it comes to rookie players.

It is a decision to use this abandoned school building as a base camp, but it is the policy of this summer accommodation to divide each level into detailed groups and conduct various curricula.

Very low level...... players under 20 will be fighting wildlife around this school building or giant crabs on the coast. This will be accompanied by more pull rates and recovery jobs, so it will be fairly safe and experience will be gained in due course.

But it's about the subject being stand-alone, and I'm not throwing a party. I just made it a collaboration at a party in the first place, what stunts do I have in my main profession and what can I do? If you don't know what phase you're good at, you can't join forces. To that end, it will also take the form of personal special training at this stage.

Adventurers on levels 20 to 35 are training to fight in a party. This has outdoor and indoor combat. They train outdoor combat in a nearby place called "Water for Caminus".

Meanwhile, indoor training will be conducted in a dungeon called "LaGranda's Company", which Toya heard earlier. This is about half a day from here in the direction of the mountains on the peninsula. It's the hardest training in a way.

Due to the small number of players with levels above 36, it is a special training. Get instruction on combat tips and more from high-level players, mainly in this school building. In this accommodation, it was decided that each player would go for forty levels.

Towya's battle level is 29. He was forced to serve as an avant-garde for a hunting party in Harmeln, so he's gaining strength there.

According to the story of Nhata Tai, the underground site called "LaGranda's Company" appears to have a width on the level of enemies that emerge. Towya's Combat Level 29 is exactly central in the dungeons challenged by adventurers on levels 20 to 35. Tough, hard fights will be waiting.

Imagine that, in Toya's mind comes a twist and a fighting spirit.

Meanwhile, my sister Minori's adventurer level was 21. The subvocation, the "seamstress," has overwhelmingly separated 32 from Toya, but that is useless in combat. Minori must be forced to struggle fairly hard on a level. If I don't protect him, Toya thinks.

"Well, I'll explain that area even just before. If it's levels 29 and 21, then nothing is so unbalanced. The difference is that we have to bridge the gap between the two twins."

Team Leader Nyantai chews deliciously when he squeezes the cabos on the salt magpie. Have you freed yourself from the cooking today, or even drank it satisfactorily when you poured sake into the pot?

"Oh well, dungeons...... Don't come on fire."

Toya can't stop her exciting feelings from boiling from the bottom of her heart.

At the time I was stuck in Harmelon, I had never been in a dungeon because of the balance of distance to and from the city, even though I was out hunting.

A dungeon in "Elder Tail" is not just a literal underground prison, but a generic term for "closed structures where fighting monsters takes place", including ruins, castles, fortresses, towers, temples, caves, etc.

Many dungeons are old century ruins, legacies of magical civilization, or just zones such as simple natural caves. As a living base in the wilderness, these sites are easy to identify intrusion routes because they are zoned, have many security advantages, and are robust and in high demand.

In this case, "demand" is viewed from a monster perspective.

Many dungeons will be populated by monsters, independent of the intentions of the producer or abandoner. Bent but intelligent subhuman species such as oaks, goblins and ratmans live as strongholds, and monsters belonging to warcraft such as Oulbears and Kimyra simply seek these zones as twists, just as bears do caves.

Monsters as intelligent as dragons and some upper undead are also known to seek dungeon zones with high difficulty as stashes of their property.

I've never debuted in a dungeon yet, Towya, but I've already spent two months in The Horizon of Records (Log Horizon). While listening to stories of various fights and occasions in the "Elder Tail" from direct successors and nyan fat, who got to know each other perfectly well while spending time in the Alliance House, he had accumulated basic knowledge of the dungeon.

(The battle in the dungeon is not the same as the battle in the field. Please tell your direct line that the difficulty is different!

Toya burns.

The direct successor is currently the Master of Towya.

Shiloe is also Toya's benefactor and teacher, but his skills as a weapon attack technique and avant-garde are not straightforward. Of course you still have enough knowledge, so you'll be able to teach me what to do with Toya.

However, the current Horizon of Records has a direct successor who is an outstanding warrior position. Direct succession has comparable knowledge to Shiloe, and Toya has more experience than she can imagine in a warrior position.

Siloe also recommended me, and I am now under direct guidance.

Toya liked the direct line, no less than Shiloe. He's a dependable Nice Guy with a casual personality that won't make you feel the difference in age. If a man isn't as tough as that, and Toya thinks.

As a direct teacher, I have a strong sense of challenge to combat.

- Sooner or later, we debut into the dungeon and embark on a path to a one-man 'adventurer'. If you say you weren't aware of that, you'd be lying.

"Okay, Minori! Let's do it! It's" LaGranda's Company "starting tomorrow!!

"Damn. If I tow.... Already. I'm going to make sure I'm alone."

Minori also decided to be ready, staring at Toya with a riddled look.

The two greet each other with a familiar fist bone.

At the school building on Zantreef night, a flame of patsy and fireworks exploded, seemingly congratulating the new players on their determination and readiness to embark on training starting tomorrow.