Log Horizon

There was a patch and a spark dancing.

This is the central mountains of Zantreef. It is a base camp where the fifty bells are pursuing a "LaGranda company" offensive, an open site in the woods.

By the fireworks, fifty bells and Lundell House.

Until recently, there were more people, but they all pulled up into tents.

It will also be a week of offense. Today is the last day of our first expedition, and after noon tomorrow we will be returning to a joint camp in an abandoned school building near the Mainion Coast. Tomorrow, I intend to just enter the dungeon lightly in the morning.

The fifty bells, whose teamwork has been solidifying, until earlier surrounded this fireworks and drank black rose tea with honey after dinner. Repeat an irresistible, enjoyable chat while taking care of weapons and armor. Serara had Nyata stroke her head, and Minori was sneaking around again.

Speaking of fifty bells, he took the lute out of his luggage and played the knob. Lute is a medieval European string instrument. Its shape is like that of a guitar and a wax, and it fits perfectly in the arms of an overwhelming fifty bell.

The tone of the lute, which is more monotonous than the guitar, but somewhere with a graceful sound, gave these camps an atmosphere of extravagance. Lute seems to be a typical portable instrument in this other world. A gentle-played sound characteristic of the string is emitted when it gently rings at the fingertips, not the pick.

(Wow... Not bad, neither is Lute...)

Until earlier I had joined the chatter, but I still can't stand clawing strings like this, I think Fifty Bells.

Fifty bells like the instrument in general. I like music too. A very normal country high school girl, "I like" the Fifty Bells, wasn't so much that she loved them enthusiastically or would definitely eat them in the future on that path, but on the contrary, that was why she felt rustic and free from falsehood.

One might say that that's close to "oh, I feel good when I'm touching the instrument".

"Miss Fifty Bells is clever."

"Mmm. Bard for once."

Fifty bells to raise your gaze and smile.

Now that everyone had left, there were only fifty bells and Lundell House near the fireworks.

There is no otherwise determined score, stirring something like a code.

In the first place, Fifty Bells has never touched an instrument that "lutes" in the original world. I remember hearing it was some article or something, some European instrument that hit the guitar ancestors, used in the Middle Ages or something... but it wasn't until I actually came to this world that I touched it.

I think the basics go hand in hand with a violin that's just a guitar.

The Fifty Bells house has guitar and cheap wood bass, but no violin. Well, I think it's probably something similar.

What has happened is that Lute has fifteen strings.

Still, with two months, I'll be able to do as much as ring the code. Even short melodies are not a problem.

Lundelhaus listens in silence to a session that is not cloudy, either, with the cup of brisket in his hand. I didn't find the fifty bells uncomfortable, nor did Lundell House ever say that they would shut their mouth.

The music was repeated, as if it were a wave to return.

Originally, I wasn't clearly aware of anything and played it, so I fluttered over there, fluttered over here. The song "Old World" (pop song) known to the Fifty Bells appears unexpectedly, or disappears again into the sea of codes. Nursery rhymes, like those in textbooks, and classical music (classical) came up or melted again.

I don't even need to stop it, but for now, when I sound a chord in a good cut and paragraph, as Lundelhouse impressed me, I start applauding.

"All right. That's not a big deal."

"No, that's good. The noise seemed to melt in the air."

It is.

I also thought fifty bells might be true. But if the tone of the lute sounded so comfortable, it would be more the result of the situation than the handle of the fifty bells.

A slightly cooler mountain breeze that leaves a hint of summer incense in the instant night forest of the stars, on fire. If you play in such a situation, the sound of any instrument must be an examination in heaven.

That was the fifty bells I almost said, but in Lundelhouse's eyes, there was nothing but pure admiration. Don't let that feeling hurt you. Fifty bells were just short, and he said, "Thank you."

After that, I went back to chatting crap again.

Ring the lute you hold in your arms so that you can play from time to time.

I'm glad the grain of sound rises in the night air.

"Rudy, what do you usually eat?

"Hot sandwiches, hot sandwiches, hot sandwiches."

"It's not all hot sandwiches. Could it be him?

"Yes, Miss Fifty Bells"

It was a mobile dealership of the guild called RP.jr (Ray Parker), which is sold on the city station campus in Akiba. For the sake of small guilds, they make a huge profit by pulling up the super popular menu "Spicy Pollack Roe Hot Sandwich". The popular secret would be the delicious bread of baking six times a day.

It's also good to pay attention to an ingredient called "Spicy Pollack Roe Potato Salad," which is cheaper than a meat-based menu. Fifty bells is also my favorite.

"That's delicious."

"Mm-hmm. That roe's petite and playable texture is fantastic"

I'm thrilled to talk about a single food situation.

Both of them, my favorite beverage is black rose tea, which is now in fashion in Akiba.

The "crash sorbet", frozen by the Spirit with a little water with honey and lemon juice, is also delicious. "Tonkatsu" in the kitchen is great when you want a little treat.

I was in a rare, rapping mood for fifty bells.

As for her acknowledging a plain girl, I hardly remember talking to a boy this long.

Is it Lundell House?

This young man named Lundelhouse, if you observe again, has long eyelashes, is beautifully shaped, and is an Anglo-Saxon with a model face, but looking at that face doesn't make fine dust feel romantic either as a fifty bell.

One way or another, hmm. and fifty bells.

(That's right! Golden Retriever!!

That smart, British aristocratic handsome big dog. Lundelhouse looks a lot like that kind of dog. Smart, elegant, and similar to what looks great. But so are the saggy eyes, the stupid things to hang out with often, and the stubbornness of people.

In the head of the Fifty Bells, Lundelhaus is completely in the Golden Retriever position.

(Really? That's why I'm not even scared of Rudy)

Talk about it, sleepover. Fifty bells are sleeping in the Guildhouse, but Lundell House is unaffiliated.

"Phew. I'm staying in the Royal Suite upstairs at Sidden's Tavern."

The bragging also makes me feel wonky about the fifty bells right now, and I don't care at all. Besides, Sidden's Tavern is ranked below Akiba's City Tavern. It's popular because of its good location, but the price and format are there.

(No, there. Because it's not such a proud place to cloud with your face)

When it comes to the Royal Suite of its upstairs Inn, the name is splendid but very ordinary (Adventurer) Inn and nothing more.

"Oh well. Speaking of which, why isn't Rudy in the guild? Aren't you coming in?

"It would be a sin to tie this glorious talent of mine to one place, wouldn't it?

Rudy winks insignificantly when he answers attentively.

(I've never seen anyone wink so naturally. Rudy is amazing...... silly though)

Of course, participation in the guild is an individual's freedom.

It's not what others say anyway.

"Oh."

"But Miss Fifty Bells is a woman equipped with Reiki. I've never heard such a chopped solo before. He seemed to really like the music.... you can count on it in battle. I've never seen a bard with two spears before."

"Ugh, shut up. Rudy is."

Fifty bells say back to that Rudy. Both spears just chose that because I was wondering if that sounded like the "rock star who beats the guitar to the amp and breaks it" I saw in my father's collection somehow.

It's a pretty heavy weapon, but I'm surprised I can use it out of the blue. Even the wood base, oh I can see it and it weighs 15 kg, so maybe it's natural to be able to swing both spears. I mean, I think I'm used to things, even if they're human.

"Ha ha! It's good to be powerful, Miss Fifty Bells! You are a hard fellow to calm down with. I live in the same city of Akiba anyway. There will always be times when we meet face to face."

"Right."

Fifty bells nodded easily.

This world is unlikely to escape for the time being.

That still scares me of fighting. I still think of my black feelings when I was in Harmeln, and my chest is about to crumble.

Still, I have music at the disposal of fifty bells, and I have company. If you still can't go home, you have to do a little better now. The will, Fifty Bells learned from Minori. So I can nod to Lundell House.

"Ah. Bye. Sign up for Rudy's Friends Book. I'll call you if I need to make money. And let's go get some" Spicy Pollack Roe Hot Sandwiches "too. Heh heh. Okay, registration, registration."

"Eh -"

Lundelhouse's expression, shaded.

That's a look of regret for your own failure.

A look that blames its own sweetness.

From the menu screen of the fifty bells, take Lundell House.

I couldn't get on my friends list.

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The sound of a fierce sword trident echoes in the woods.

Swords and shields to be met.

Axes and spears aimed at each other's gaps.

Xiaolong packs the distance from the "Divine Officer" (Kannagi) he was dealing with at once. "Divine Officer" - The man on level 38 had just begun chanting at a distance to unleash The Sword's Curse. Xiaolong pursues with the basic sword technique "Razor Edge" of "The Swordsman of Thieves" (Swashbuckler), obstructing chanting while crushing its distance.

To the young man who coughs up and falls, Xiaolong helps to make him stand.

"I know you want to chant at a distance, but when you get out and read it, you can stop it. Normal monster opponents don't have to worry about that, but their enemies are getting stronger, so you better work together."

I thought it was too late.

"You're late, I guess it's too honest. You might want to think about increasing the pattern of motion."

To Xiaolong's advice, the man nods honestly.

If it's at the 40th level, it's middle class in "Elder Tail". In order to be equipped with the strength to reach this level, it will be necessary to creep through a considerable number of battles. It would be a sufficient level of protection for a productive position, but in order to continue to do so as an "adventurer" of the battle system, you will need a combat skill that is not a burning blade.

That was an important point that separated life and death in Elder Tail, which was no longer a game.

Even though death is gone, there is pain.

If you ask a player who has died, the pain can be tolerated enough - at least for a short time, say. For example, when a fracture occurs, or when a car hits you, the disadvantage is not insignificant (even if it should be more painful than enough).

For example, it's only a matter of time.

In a time when "Elder Tail" was a game, time was twelve times faster in this world. Every time two hours have passed in the real world, a day has passed in this world.

This is a measure taken in relation to in-game quests, etc. Suppose there was an event on a quest that only happened during the night. Assuming the time between the real world and the world of "Elder Tail" is completely synchronized, it is only during the night that the world of "Elder Tail" becomes night.

Assuming that's the system, users who can only play Elder Tail every day at noon will be unable to complete this quest. Players are people who live in the real world and, naturally, there is a certain rhythm in the time they play the game.

In order to accommodate these players, time was twelve times faster within the game world and the day was adjusted to pass in about two hours.

However, in the otherworldly "Elder Tail", players, or "adventurers", exist inside that world. Unlike in the game days, if you need rest, you need sleep.

For this reason, if you play as a game, you can reach it on an hour's journey - that is, even if you are a destination 12 hours away at a distance, things are happening nowadays, such as if you include a break or a camp, it takes an entire two days just to travel.

The trend is even more pronounced in the current situation, where various means of movement have been greatly restricted, starting with the Fairy Circle.

Whether you go to a dungeon or to a zone where high-level enemies appear, it's hard to move in and out.

As a result, the weight of experience will increase over the game age. The amount of EXP you can earn per hour has decreased considerably, although the level of EXP required to level up has not increased. Naturally, it's also hard to recover property and experience penalties lost by death.

Thinking about it, it would also cloud that the laying of the battle itself is rising. While the safety of any player is guaranteed to be minimal beyond the absence of death, the "adventurer", who routinely finds himself in a place of contention, needs to be well prepared and skilled.

I guess the "clergyman" boy knew that, too. With a serious look, when you set up a knife, you start checking the flow of a series of moves over and over again. The "Divine Officer" is an oriental image profession in the restoration profession and can be equipped with a knife.

I don't know about it in the world, but if you are a male player, you are often referred to as a "god official" (onion) and a female player as a "witch" (miko). Deserving of its name, the dedicated gear for water drying and scarlet is over forty levels of gear, so many players should have targeted this.

Items in "Elder Tail" were also added by subcontractors. On Japanese servers, there are a number of special equipment, especially for "god officers" and "samurai". Some of them are "divine knives" that enhance their ability to use magic, and are favored for solo (solo) activists like this boy.

Xiaolong sees such a boy and laughs more.

Muscles aren't bad. The "clergyman" was originally in recovery, and I can't remember the stunts involved in melee weapons, with some exceptions, but doing melee training in this way does not in itself go to waste. Both long-range spells and close-range weapon attacks can be used, meaning that variations in combat action can spread dramatically. It can be advantageous among the same [clergy].

Bad hunches are always right.

Xiaolong will not forget the gloomy sound of the bell that rang then.

Marielle was the one who read the menu reflexively, remembering the ominous feeling.

"Little dragon!? Come to the beach quickly. '

"What's the matter, Mr. Marier?

"The" Aquatic Green Ghost "(Safagin) comes up from the sea. Newcomers.... Hurry!!

Leaving his reading connection, Xiaolong shouts to a nearby (divine officer) boy. "Gather them all! Immediate!".

I don't know what's going on on on the coast. The number of safaggins, the power of the war.

But the call was coarse, Marielle's breathing disturbed, and the battle sounded. Low-level new players are on the coast. That's why there are many high levels (adventurers) that accompany us, but we have no idea what the situation is, depending on the number of enemies.

(What's going on?!? What kind of safaggin appears in a place like this!?

"At the time of everyone's gathering, you can read from there. - And contact me every 10 minutes regularly!

That's what he says. Xiaolong runs out. Quickly blow the summoning whistle and run through the wood, sparing no time while waiting for the horse.

Of course, it's important to escort the new players here. But the level of newcomers on the coastline, another thirty, is low.

"Aquatic Green Ghost" (Safagin).

It is a kind of subhuman living in the sea, lakes, etc. The figure resembles a goblin, but the whole body is pale water to dark blue, with only the abdomen often white.

He is about 160 cm tall and his body is fine considering the resistance of the water, probably around 40 kg if weighed.

Between the fingers of the hands and feet there is water, and it is possible to operate underwater in order to breathe. Sometimes they come up ashore because they can breathe in their lungs.

I don't know if it's a skin problem or a structural problem with my body, but I can also cloud that it's a kind of monster rarely seen in normal wilderness and dungeons because it never leaves the waterfront.

Intelligence is goblin-like, and weapons often use knives or Trident. But with Xiaolong's knowledge, the area is the limit.

I haven't fought as many times as I have.

(The level is definitely... From about 20 to 30, it seems like it was...)

Running from a concomitant state to a chestnut-haired horse, Xiaolong runs all the way to the coast.

Horses run.

Green wooden. I need a sugary bush with berries.

Hill field roads separated like tiles.

The sky is blue, where the iconic summer entrance clouds float.

What a beautiful sight.

Even at a time like this, Xiaolong feels that way.

Summer is so clear and beautiful. You can hear coarse breathing sounds, sword trident sounds, and tall objects that magic rips through the sky continuously from the reading communication that keeps you connected in your ear.

Beyond it are the teething groans of the safaggins and the barbarity of battle. Did Marielle even bleed out the wet sound that sounded small?

Xiaolong is struck by a sense of urgency as if he had caught a stone in his throat.

Horses rush through the unpopular abandoned school yard and continue straight to the coast. This wide ramp is probably an 'old century' farm road. On the left and right, the decaying pole is crumbling like a sign that no longer has a purpose. The vegetable flower fields and acres of green vegetables jump over, and the dragon's horse hits and runs.

It was at the forefront of the battle that we reached the coast so unlike the newcomer players who had fled. Mixed there with the faces of the Black Sword Knights and Keel, Marielle also served as a shiver.

Xiaolong leaps his horse in between the safaggins and kicks a few of the tridents in place. The military horse dedicated to high levels met Xiaolong's expectations and showed full combat work.

"Mr. Marier!

"Little dragon!

Covering a pale marière, Xiaolong stands still. The battle squad leader of the Mitsuki Alliance is Xiaolong. You can't turn your back here. The enemy is Safaggin. The level is low, but that number was filling the coast.

"Mr. Marier, back off!! We need to get a group scattered around the neighborhood camp. - Hurry!!

Drawing out his twin swords, Xiaolong jumps into the midst of a decadent figure that is neither a safaggin reptile nor a monkey in a gorgeous move while a boy actor from Kyoto.

He became a whirlwind for a while and repeated the assault without avoiding the pale black blood smoke.

Against the backdrop of the stone walls at the midpoint between the coastline and the agricultural road, this is how the retreat of the dragons began.

◆

Meanwhile, fighting had also begun in the mountainous areas of the central Zantreef peninsula in those days.

The enemy is the Green Kid (Goblin).

Where it came from, there seems to be a considerable number of platoon-sized small groups roaming the woods.

The direct successors had repelled more than a dozen raids in the square in front of the "LaGranda du". There are thirteen people gathered there. To five Minori and the others, six top offensive parties. And the "Therapeutic Cleric" resalic seconded from the direct line and the "Black Sword Knights".

I thought the first raid was an encounter with a detached goblin.

After several encounters, the immediate successors reconsider that they came across a small tribal mobility course. But when that number reached six degrees, the suspicion was big enough that it could no longer be ignored.

At that point, Nyata goes to Yamanaka reconnaissance.

Thirteen people awaiting the return of Nyantai have withdrawn their camp and are on perimeter alert.

If we talk level, the goblins themselves are not so threatening enemies. Of course, it's just called a subhuman force, and its military variations are abundant, and I guess it's mighty if you look at it as an army. But their central level distribution is about 10 to 20 levels. In other words, on an individual basis, we can cloud that even new players around 25 levels of the Minori et al. can deal with it adequately.

In some of those circumstances, in an unknown situation, the new players were also relatively calm and in the process of working. The luggage of the giant tent is left to the direct and rezalic with the weight reduction back, and they start packing cluttered things around themselves, in ready-made bags.

"Don't make me come."

"Huh?"

Immediately next door Rezaric inquires into the direct line that is dismantling the tent.

"I don't like it. I don't like this guy. It's kind of a nasty festival."

"Isn't it just goblins?"

Rezaric replies with the look of what to exaggerate. Five or six goblins can destroy even the recovering Rezalik by themselves.

"But did the mountains around here have such a high goblin count rate?

"It's..."

Immediate check on the newcomers. They each seem to be splitting up and putting saddlebags on horses and ending fires.

"And this time there are newcomers. I don't feel good about it."

"Hmm..."

Rezalik is also an advanced player from Akiba's city's prestigious guild, the Black Sword Knights. I didn't do anything to laugh off my direct line words, it was the wind thinking of something.

The bush swayed and threw a thin shadow into the square.

Green corduroy jacket. A cat-eared gentleman with a tie fastened. - It's too much. He came to his direct successors with a slightly harsh look that did not resemble his usual narrow eyes.

"What's up?

"Yes."

The three naturals and the pull rate gather for the attitude of the nymphomaniacs. The newcomers seem to be doing the withdrawal work as they were told, and they haven't paid attention to this one yet.

"It's not a good vibe. Massive march...... At least thousands of Goblin troops marching across one ridge. I don't know how many."

Nyantai's words make Rezaric's face nervous at once.

In the past, there have been incidents in which goblins have conducted military operations. No, rather, goblins are a kind of subhuman who prefers military action. They repeat looting in groups. But where I turned it into that goblin, it's rare to travel an extra long distance on thousands of scales. Goblins are less intelligent, and spreading the circle of infectious disease looting to neighboring cities and villages should be the basic style.

Somewhere, strange. Something is going crazy. The smell of the three veteran players sniffed it correctly, but the look was therefore nervous.

"Shit. I don't have a choice."

One nod in an atmosphere like I knew where the direct line was, and I said to Chan Tai, "Have you heard from him?," he asked.

"I reported it to Shiloe. But Marielle and Xiaolong can't get in touch."

"Can't take it?

"Are you taking a nap? Are you taking in in battles or are you talking to each other? I don't know."

Nyantai's words were calm, but there's just not always enough room.

Nyata said something like "nap," but if it's Marielle, it's still a difficult situation to think about. Rezalik, who was listening to the conversation, suddenly looks away. The expression is unique to the story.

I noticed that and the direct successor. Natha cuts the words and waits, but the reply back from Rezalik also says, "No. There must be some members of the Black Sword Knights on the coast, but I can't reach them."

Neither my direct successor nor Nanta is a member of the Mitsuki Alliance and no other member is on my friends list. To be precise, Nata has registered Serara, but Serara is working on a camp withdrawal right next door.

I've been out with other young members a few times before, but even contacted Xiaolong and later had enough for an oral conversation on the spot. This could have been the alarm of our direct successors.

The three put their imagination through each of them.

There are various possibilities, and we must also make bad assumptions. But in any case, there's no way they're going to rush all the way to the coast. If I do that, I'm going to leave the new members behind.

Even though individual goblin levels are low, across one ridge, at least thousands of goblins are said to exist. You can't leave a new player in this mountain.

"What are the goblins like?

"It's a massive looting tribe (Plunder Tribe) that's going down the valley. Looks like the woods are moving. I've never seen an army this size before in my life.

I also saw Ironbody Green Ghost (Hobgoblin) and Grey Great Ghost (Troll). - Besides that, it was a full-scale invasion brigade with Warcraft troops.... the direction of travel seemed southwest, but that's not certain, so there's nothing to it... "

"So what we just ran into was the advance reconnaissance platoon, right?

Suddenly, Minori calls out to Nyata.

When the direct line turned around, there stood five of the lower parties, beginning with Toya and Minori. I'm nervous with a hard look on each of them. Apparently, they listened to me.

"Thousands...... over one ridge"

Lundelhaus raised a gaze that seemed to see the trees in the woods. The expression is not filled with fear, but with will.

For just a few moments, Serara began to speak with a clear voice in the gap where the three of the pull rates lost their words.

"I was taking care of a rookie at the March Alliance. Um, so... I mean everyone, they're all on my friends list. Hey, you got fifty bells in there, too, right?

"Ugh, yeah. Sure."

"Could you contact me and ask me what's going on?

Faster than the direct line hung the words, the two of them nodding at Minori's words seemed to have opened a list of friends. Direct inheritance scratches his head in the way it looks and mocks himself for the breadth. If you're Serara or Fifty Bells from the Mitsuki Alliance, you've lost track of how easy it is to get in touch.

Come to think of it, isn't it natural?

There's no point hiding it when this happens.

If we're going back to camp, we have to tell everyone. The direct successors and the rezarics assembled the remaining six members of the top party to briefly explain the situation.

Originally, by noon today, we were supposed to get rid of this place and return to the ruins of the school. In a situation surrounded by an army of goblins, there would be no dungeon attack. Withdrawal was already an established matter, but the current problem was the selection of courses in mobility and the situation of other training units scattered around the perimeter.

I can hear Serara and two fifty bells having a conversation.

According to the circumstances gathered there, there were currently intense retreats along the coastline. Blue goblins have landed from the sea, and they're headed for the abandoned school building in a mobile formation featuring high level pullers.

"... Eh. Safaggin 'on the coast. What the hell is going on?"

The direct line gets poisoned. I've never heard of a minor monster called Safaggin 'or anything like that on the Zantreef Peninsula. The direct successor thought it was a monster that appeared in a warmer part of the south.

"Coincidence, … is it?

Rezalik's question naturally relates to the connection between goblins and safaggins. Since no member had that answer, only silence returned to that question. But it also seems too convenient to clean up the two armies that emerged at this time of response "by chance".

My direct successors wanted a little more information.

At present, I do not believe that heading to an abandoned school building is necessarily the best choice. In the worst case scenario, they could be surrounded by goblins and safaggins.

(But, well, if you have to, we should all just use the Return Spell)

The direct line nods one thing.

You can easily go back to the city of Akiba if you cast a Return Spell, but once you get back it will take you a lot of work to come here again, just in case it's possible, I want to avoid that as much as I can.

I do want information. I don't think it's safe to take a detour to an abandoned school building.

However, if Marielle and the others are on their way to the abandoned school building, it was decided that it was of the utmost importance that they merge once in the rafters and corners, and that they make a callback call, etc. and finish checking the cheapness of the members who participated in the accommodation.

Chan Tai and Rezalik also agree with the direct line policy.

It would have been quicker if it had been decided so.

Beyond the ridge, Goblin's main unit...... no, the army exists. I don't need to stay in a place like this longer than I know when I'm going to get involved.

According to Nyantai's story, the surrounding forest department should be littered with small units of the Goblins who are conducting penetration reconnaissance on a fairly wide scale. It would be somewhat more of a fight than it is, but it would be safer to break through.

"Good, I'm going back to abandoned school camp. The lead is a threesome with me, Natha and Rezalik. There's three of us, but don't worry, you chicks still can't beat us, okay? That's right.

So, Shinkansen is a top party. Hold on. Don't miss the rear watch, but don't ever get too far away from us.

It's a lower party at the center of the line. If we get into a fight ahead of us, I'll leave it to you to follow us. Don't get distracted because it's central!!

Originally instructed by his direct successor, a line rode a horse.

They're going to go right through the central hills of Zantreef.

The direct succession aimed at abandoning the school building all the way could not erase a little anxiety from the chest.