Log Horizon

"Let's keep it like this today."

The direct line wields a large, one-handed sword, and when you wipe the blood, it fits into the sheath. Siloe nodded at the words, canceling the spell she had been waiting for with her wand down.

The Shiloes are now located in a few kilometres of a small, not large, field zone called the "Forest of the Sinjuk Garden".

It's dusk time already, and the wind across the woods is limp, and only a few birds can be heard from all over.

This forest is close to both the city of Akiba and the city of Shibuya, which in that sense is a convenient hunting ground for day trips. Relatively high levels of monsters emerge near the city of the start.

"I don't see any enemy shadows around for once...... right. I guess I should just keep an eye out. - I'm sorry, but will you two retrieve it?

Copy that.

To Siroe's words, the black-coated daughter - Akatsuki - answers in a serious tone lacking the same phase of emotional ups and downs, taking out the knife and getting to work.

Akatsuki and direct heirs claw the bodies of the monsters who fought until just now, Poisonas Trent and Oulbear.

Trent is a walking, broad-leaved monster with an owl-headed bear. Both are a few meters in size, and hundreds of kilos would be crap if weighed.

The level of the two monsters is 74.

As a monster living in the world of Elder Tail, it's a high level there, but compared to the level of the Shiloes, it's 16 down there. I don't have any experience yet.

Over the past few days, Shiloe and the others have known that this world reproduces [Elder Tail] specifications quite faithfully. It's only a prediction yet, but if experience were to come in, the level of that monster would probably start at five below the Shiloes, or 85.

But if the three Shiloes can beat an 85-level monster right now, it will be a long battle. Either way, one 85-level monster, or the opponent will be attacked in a group.

"Are you okay?"

"I drank potion, and I'm fine. My defense capabilities are precisely Kroganenosilo. Steel Festival"

When the direct line finally responds with a laugh, the knife is used to peel off the Oulbear skin economically. Oulbear fur sells for a pretty good price.

According to the direct story, pain when attacked by an enemy is a lot easier than it is in the real world. The story was that even if the HP was reduced by up to half, it would take more than half-life to feel like it was slightly hot and swollen with bruises all over the body.

The worst, I guess, to the extent that I hit my pinkie finger as much as I wanted on the corner of the tans.

That's what happens if you borrow the direct word.

(But that's about the third time I'm gonna cry)

Siloe frowned at the direct line words, but the direct line of duty only laughed at the heels.

It is not clear at this point whether that is the case with this common rule of the world when it comes to "pain relief," or whether it is done to that extent with its special abilities and defenses because its direct succession is the Guardian.

Sometimes it is said that direct succession is hands-on as a front wall role, because Shiloe and Akatsuki can hunt like this without being heavily attacked.

(But just because it is now doesn't mean it will always be...)

Siloe patrols her thoughts as she watches.

(The level of enemies is still low and the amount of damage taken at a time is no big deal. - Slowly make a decision during battle, but also fight without much concern for exit.

But if the level of enemies fighting like this increases, they will also suffer more damage...

If that happens, no matter how good the direct line is as avant-garde, I don't know if I can afford it as much as I can right now. We need to think about another possibility now......

My direct line is The Guardian Knight, so I can help a lot.)

Of the twelve positions, the need for a front line with the highest HP and defensive ability, that's the hallmark of the class "Guardian Warrior". If that direct line of inheritance had unbearable damage, it couldn't have withstood any other position.

(and then. I knew I wanted a recovery job, or...

But I don't feel comfortable thinking about efficiency and forcing myself to have more buddies. I asked to accompany you for that motive in the first place, and I don't even know if we can work together.

Just because you're dead, doesn't mean you'll be sent back to the city...)

There is a miracle in this world called "Resurrection from Death".

Even if they die, the Shiloes know that they will be resurrected in the great temple of the city of Akiba, with some numerical penalties.

But the Shiloes still didn't feel compelled. Death is still abominable and unacceptable, even if it was a death with a guarantee of resurrection in this other world.

(I don't know how to come back to life after death)

"My lord, the collection is complete."

"This one's over."

A few days after the three of us started acting. Combinations and relationships are going far better than Siloe thought. I originally just assumed that solo behavior was suitable for my sexuality, and I might have been an appropriate member of this kind of life.

However, as long as there is aptitude, the object of each personality becomes more pronounced. This member seemed to call nature and siloe "troubled roles".

Looks like the two of them have finished collecting items, so Siloe also thinks as they jump off the big rock that was up there for perimeter surveillance.

I've been in charge of operations ever since the Tea Party.

Siloe sinks into her own thoughts as she follows.

I realize that I may be a bad habit myself, but it's not something that will change sooner.

Two of my buddies wait for such a siloe to briefly report the amount of skin and meat removed.

"Shall we withdraw then?... you need a light?

Siloe asks as she prepares the "Magic Light" spell.

"No, master of Ciro"

"Let's not be that master. Why don't you make it siloe? He's one of us."

"Then call me Akatsuki, too."

Ignoring Shiloe's request, Akatsuki continues staring at Shiloe.

(Only this gaze of Akatsuki, kind of. Ugh)

Akatsuki is adorable according to Shiloe's subjectivity.

Perhaps even by objectivity Akatsuki is a lot of beautiful girl.

But that's why Shiloe didn't like the way Akatsuki stared at him. I never hate it, but it makes me feel uncomfortable.

Shiloe is not a raw Indochist online game player who is very good with people, but naturally has a lot of experience in contact with the opposite sex.

(What an excuse, in short..., that. I just don't like the light.... 'Cause you have no choice. Yes. I know, even I know. Come on...)

"Monarch"

Akatsuki steps forward and speaks out as he chases to Shiloe's wolf. It's also kind of terribly embarrassing to look up because there's too much height difference.

"Er, what. - Hey, direct line, don't laugh."

Encourage ahead of words, keeping a scratch on the direct line you were watching as you laughed at Shiloe et al.

I'll be on the lead scout on the way home.

"Why?"

"Practice. Assassin's stunts include Dark Vision, and he also owns Sneak and Silent Move. I also want to try the comfort of using it in this world. If you're in the woods, you're perfect for practice."

Akatsuki tells him as he turns his gaze around the area that is getting dim as early as the back of the forest, retightening the sheath of his knife with a black belt and getting ready to leave.

Do you act alone?

Siloe thought about it for a moment and then decided to give her permission.

No more than two monsters appear in this zone earlier. Akatsuki won't be able to fight one-on-one and lose, and he'll be able to do enough to escape even if his enemies are numerous.

Besides, I know very well that I want to be able to challenge myself when I have to check the moves I have. Knowing your abilities to 100% or more. That's a must have hand in survival.

"But don't be too alarmed. The rendezvous is near the south gate. I'm going with the Magic Light, so find it there."

"I know. If we're in the same zone, we'll know where we are."

If we throw a party and we're in the same zone, we'll know where our people are with direction and distance. There won't be anything like taking the time to rendezvous.

"See you later. Chimiko."

"Shut up, silly direct"

Akatsuki had placed one stuck dialogue and disappeared into the souvenir, melting into the woods at the next moment.

"Do it. Chimiko."

"You didn't even make a sound of the grass shaking."

Direct succession of expressions that are likely to whistle.

Siloe shrugs her shoulders and casts a "Magic Light" spell. What lit at the end of the wand was a magical light as bright as a lamp. Magic lights throw soft lights in these grueling, lush woods, where the sun still fails to set and the orange sun still flickers.

"Well, shall we go too?"

"O.K. Staff. Let the march begin, aim for your breasts."

Wrapped in its lights, Siloe and her direct line begin to travel through the woods towards the eastern gate.

Sakuri, Sakuri.

Stepping on grass like a green ribbon damp in dew or a beast path with mossy stones, Siloe and her direct succession start walking through the forest of your garden.

(I saw it on Web-TV when I was doing this, it looks like I'm in a deep forest like it's Yakushima or Amazon......

I don't care if they say it's a different world. Hard to believe that, at all)

Comfortable to the ears, the sound of bugs is transmitted in the shadows.

The two move through the woods where they have fallen asleep, sometimes cutting them off with a direct longsword.

"Akatsuki was a tracker."

In direct words, Shiloe also recalls an earlier dialogue.

Akatsuki's stunts, "Concealment" and "Silent Move" belong to the "Tracker". "Tracker" is one of the many sub-occupations present in "Elder Tail", giving him stunts involved in tracking and tailing.

A suboccupation in Elder Tail is a trait that gives you a "convenience system ability set that doesn't involve direct combat." It exists entirely independently of the main twelve professions involved in the battle, so that anyone with any main profession can master the various sub-professions as long as the conditions are met.

There are two main types of sub-occupations.

One is a production profession such as "cook" or "seamstress", "blacksmith" or "woodworker". Players with these sub-occupations can use the materials and facilities they need to create a variety of items.

Obtaining a suboccupation of the production system is easy, you may purchase a manual from a non-player character of the production system present in the urban zone and later gain experience on that path. These experiences exist separately from that of combat, and it takes a lot of time to make them high level, but they don't need to do some kind of quest or item specifically.

As long as you have the guts, it's possible for anyone to grow to the highest level, and you don't need your peers in particular to grow them.

Siloe herself is a "pen writer". "The Writer" is also one of the professions of the production system, able to duplicate magic spells, maps, documents, etc. It would mean a deskwork-based production job using paper and pens.

The other is a role-playing suboccupation called "Nobility", "Trader", and "Princess of the Rose Garden". Unlike production systems, this cannot create items. However, it gives you some special abilities, rare stunts, and in some cases special gear, etc.

Akatsuki's "Tracker" is one of these sub-occupations, giving him stunts that follow enemies and players, erase signs, and move silently.

Most importantly, Shiloe doesn't have that much knowledge of the Tracker either.

The twelve main occupations involved in direct combat were closely designed by the [Elder Tail] developer, the giant US company. They were frequently adjusted, but those in sub-occupations were added to each expansion pack, and some of them were subcontracted - for example, by companies that run Japanese servers - independently.

Compared to the main occupation, which has only 12, there are about fifty different sub-occupations, even if the siloe can be remembered a lot. From the fact that there are also sub-occupations that I don't even know the name of, I don't actually have a bit of a clue how much.

Of course, a powerful and convenient suboccupation becomes a rumor, and it's memorable because we all try to get it this way. Therefore, I can also grasp some of its abilities, but the truth is that Shiloe, an ancient ginseng player, does not even know what abilities minor ones possessed.

For example, in famous places, "Vampires" (Vampanella).

(What's the occupation of "Vampire"...)

Leaving aside the scratch of siloe, this suboccupation, supposedly developed by European subcontractors, is particularly famous on Japanese servers.

Although suboccupations are defined as objects that give characteristics that are not directly related to combat, they are some sort of pre-built part and are not fully protected.

This sub-occupation of "Vampire" is also of its kind, greatly empowering during the night in exchange for all stats dropping during the day in the game. In addition, it was loaded with the ability to recover from HP due to its ability to suck blood, and the ability to transform it into a bat and travel fast.

But most importantly, the graphics were blue-white skinny beauties. This is why I received it on the Japanese server. I took it.

Both cats and razors are "vampires". That's what Fever came for.

Something about the city of Akiba, half the people walking at one time are "vampires," all dressed in an aristocratic style with a blue and white unhealthy complexion. By noon it was so fashionable that the population was smaller.

Of course such a situation can't last long.

In the next patch, "Vampire" is lightly weakened by the change to burn with his buddy's healing spell. It went extinct while I saw it.

(That's why online games are so abnormal around here)

Also, if you say it in a minor place, "Chidanya".

This is a suboccupation that has been added independently on the Japanese server, allowing you to display the drapes while sounding flashy music. - It sounds silly, but that's all the sub professions.

Why Shiloe remembers this is because one of the most retarded "summoners" used this suboccupation to play punishment games at the Tea Party of the Prodigal. Unless you also have such personal memories, it would be a cloudy suboccupation if no one remembered you on the server anymore. I'd be surprised if anyone was masterful.

Among such jade stone confusing suboccupations, the "Tracker" was one of those well-known there.

It's a suboccupation in a position where you go halfway between major and minor, a perfect balance that gives you some pretty convenient special moves, but doesn't usually use them often. If there's 300 of them, there's about one of them? I see it more often than not.

It's a sub profession where some people don't know they exist unless they're heavy players like Shiloe et al., but did they say they're more famous than "Chidungya" or "Cleaners"?

"You've got one thing going on, right?"

The direct line must have laughed greatly at Shiloe's response, he said.

(I'm an Assassin and a Tracker. It fits too well.

I'm also convinced that he named himself "sneaky" for that combination)

Shiloe and his direct line were Akatsuki's, and there was a single laugh in their earnest. I have the impression that roleplay is a bit of a play, but Akatsuki's personality went hand in hand with his serious personality, and it seemed somewhere terrible.

"From a siloe, what's it like? Miss Chimiko."

"- Light movement on the front line. Highly focused."

In response to a question that omits direct language, Siloe looks for words for a while before answering them.

The question is Akatsuki's rating.

Though I answered with few words, Akatsuki's reputation in the siloe remains high. Less words were just somehow illuminating to praise.

"What's more direct than me? Like burdens."

"The burden - you're down. The rate of annihilation is different than when I was doing it with Siloe. In some cases, when you turn around trying to deal with someone, there are already some miscellaneous fish enemies out there. That's Chimiko, but it's a strong Chimiko."

Direct inheritance returns such dialogue to Siloe as she walks in the lead.

The direct line is basically Frank, bright, capable of breaking with anyone in a short time, a social person. Sometimes we have a series of lower stories, but Siloe thinks that there are verses that we do deliberately to soothe the air with it.

But direct succession doesn't flatter me when it comes to combat. I just flattered you. That doesn't go in while I'm praising you, it's rude to them, and most importantly, you do that because you think it deprives them of a chance to grow.

Direct inheritance chooses words so they don't hurt the other person, but they don't lie.

The ratings that such a direct line gave Akatsuki were close to full, even compared to Shiloe's memories of the past as far as he could remember.

"He said the change in appearance made his reach shorter, or that he stopped weighing in on the attack?

"I don't know about Reach.

I've never been a chicken before.

But with that speed and lightness, it doesn't have anything to do with reach, does it?

Try his flying knee. Seriously, because it's instantaneous travel. Because if you notice, you have a knee in front of you. "

"No, I don't mind that."

You remembered, why did you turn around your nose? The direct line continues.

"Well, if that's what he says, isn't that true? Systematically, the damage is not affected by gender, but this is a different world, and it may mean that your weight doesn't ride the attack...

But I don't care if Siloe solves the power lost there with an auxiliary spell, right? You would. "

A direct line scratched up a large leaf resembling a cida said away.

(As for that, you're right...)

"Keane Edge" increases the attack power of a weapon.

Whenever an ally's weapon attack hits, the attack spell Thornbyde Hostage tightens the enemy with a curse.

"Mind Shock" that impinges on the enemy's astral body and paralyzes it for a period of time.

The Granting Artist (Enchanter) cannot fight alone, but there are many spells that bring out the combat abilities of his allies if they have good allies.

"Ma...... That's right."

But that's what Shiloe answers in the light.

That's always been the case when you think about it.

Granting Artists is the least popular profession in Elder Tail. That rating is limitless and low.

Of course Siloe liked this profession and chose it, and there's nothing to be ashamed of. Whatever others say, the "Granting Artist" thinks it's useful and has great potential.

But I understand that the "conferring magician" is a position where he/she cannot demonstrate his/her true power by himself/herself. You need a buddy, which also means that if you change the word, "that potential will change dramatically depending on the compatibility with your buddy".

All this is not the performance of the profession.

Doing something with others is not like talking about strength in game system numbers.

Because I know that, when people say, "Still good," "Stay there," Shiloe gets badly lit by it.

For the Granting Artist.

Being admitted to being a "confessional magician" means the same thing as being affirmed for the personality and relationships within.

"Um. Shiloh."

"Hmm?"

"Something's going on. Don't be presumptuous, okay?

"Huh?"

The words that the direct walking ahead leaked pounding while trying to trigger the undergrowth of the forest were suddenly leaping from the topic so far, and Shiloe lost track of it.

"... your breasts or something?

"Why are you in doubt?"

"You know, your breasts are always asking the world. All right, this stubborn" Close "Sukebe Festival!

"How colorful the setting is, I haha"

The direct cares are not known to Shiloe at this time, and Shiloe can only follow his back.

He was only a "conferring magician."

◆

The Shiloes, who joined Akatsuki, moved to the adjacent zone.

The name of the zone is "Waterways for Kanda". This is an abandoned ruin modeled after the old century Marunouchi extension - of course, the real world Marunouchi should still be thriving - but it is now the home of the contested sub-humans of "Green Kid" (Goblin) and "Ugly Pig Ghost" (Oak).

That said, the central level of goblins and oaks in this zone is in the first half of thirty. They are no longer the enemies of the three Shiloes. Neither should the monsters attack aggressively if there is a level difference to this point.

"Let's go, I miss the inn."

Direct inheritance takes the lead and walks out.

The sun was completely twilight, and the three direct heirs, Shiloe and Akatsuki regretted that they had stayed in your garden for too long.

There was also the means of finding a suitable abandoned place to sleep and camp, than the monster did not strike the murmur, but the three raised the magical lights high and walked down the abandoned passenger cars and the remaining national highways of the dump everywhere.

If you're going to sleep anyway, you can take it slower where you have a proper bed. It was Akatsuki who claimed that.

Either way, monster fur, fangs, meat and other ingredients are stored in the bag. I have some magic items I took from Manticore, and these need to be redeemed once I get to the city of Akiba, and I have to go back to the city to hunt again.

Regularly check the siloe and akatsuki when the direct line that was leading the way is swingable.

(Neither of us have a problem with footprints. I don't care what you say, I wonder if it's still 90 levels, because I have no health problems)

I look at the two of you in the footsteps, and I bow my chest down.

Unlike the two of us, direct succession is a biological avant-garde warrior position. The warrior position is divided into three categories, with different stunts to remember, but all excel mainly in talents such as strength, muscle strength and agility.

I'm also surprised at the direct line himself, but now that he has reached the 90 level, he has just enough strength to cut through the battle for over an hour, wearing heavy armored metal armor like nearly 30-40 kg.

Even if it was all freshman, my strength began to return to my body after a few minutes of rest, and I was confident that, in momentary terms, I could lift nearly 200 kg of weight.

I just think I have an almost inexhaustible ability to do it to my health.

But the other two aren't. Shiloe is a professional brainchild, and Akatsuki is a light warrior with a creed for lightness, although he blinds himself to quick moves. Although they say, "We're also at 90 levels, so we have a lot of strength," I always thought that I had to keep pace on that point.

But that worry still doesn't seem necessary for this evening.

The moon was bright, and there are magical lights. Unlike in the woods, although debris is rolling and cracks are running everywhere, the path of asphalt, once paved, was also fortunate to be easy to walk on.

"Gob, you're not coming at me."

"Well, you won't come. This is a 90-level threesome."

"I like gobs wearing those dinosaur bones. It's funny and cute where you look great."

(Chimiko has a twisted face, and I don't know what to translate again...)

To my direct line, Akatsuki is probably referring to Goblin Sherman. He is a goblin leader who uses fire and ice attack magic to bring in miscellaneous fish goblins.

Sure, it's hilarious to be great and give orders, but when they say it's cute, I can assure you it's not.

"Oh, you like that? Akatsuki."

Just in case you ask.

"Pretty. I'll be dead soon."

and is given back light. It's obvious because he's an enemy, but I'm not sure why he said he was cute.

"For the most part, you look great as an enemy of the sorcerer system, but the armor is paper and the HP is low. Then it's extremely easy to aim for what needs to be down to the front of the mushroom.

He sneaks up on Hyde Shadow and puts a knife in his neck. I can't wait for my body to fall apart like a puppet with a broken thread. "

Akatsuki answers in a pale manner how he perceived the direct question.

(... Wow. You, you won't have a place in Shilo)

Looking sideways, Siloe was damaged enough to tell by the side. Since it is normal for the sorcerer system to have low defenses in the first place, I don't think there is any need for Shiloe to be depressed. Even Akatsuki would never have been offended.

Still snagging siloe. Crazy akatsuki.

Watching the two of them was a direct line that made me feel like a jerk.

(Shiro is smart, but does he mean he reads too deeply or turns his mind too far...... It's a struggle, actually. I wonder what you're so scared of. Our staff)

From a direct line of work, Shiloe is reluctant.

To what, or why, and where? I don't know for sure when asked, but that's what it feels like to be a direct successor.

The reluctance had also been felt since it belonged to the Tea Party of the Prodigal.

It is a man named Siloe who tries too much to do things on his own. I think that's a rare beauty these days.

But the Guardian Warrior's role is to protect his surroundings.

What you can't rely on is that you seem to be able to cover the role. A little more, at least I don't think I can count on what I'm good at over here.

"No, we magicians have guts there if we have to, don't we?

"Hmm? Even the master is paper armored. - Isn't it good, my lord is a sneak, and I will protect him?"

The two of them apparently still had repeated interactions they didn't love. It's like interacting with a child, I think.... I don't know if it's straight from Shiloe that they think the same thing is happening.

Though there was such a conversation without other love, it was a quiet night as a whole.

It is there that I see the long stretched shadows of the goblins wandering around, but when the direct successors turn to you, they rush to hide.

"Because this is the adjacent zone of Akiba.

There won't be that many high level monsters out there. If they show up, the new players will be wiped out. "

Siloe says that.

It's been about three weeks since we got caught up in this world, but in the meantime, not a single new player has shown up.

What is happening to us in the real world?

We don't know if it's a massive mass disappearance, or if it's like a plant human being.

(... a really arrogant imagination, but maybe over there, with 'we' left properly, living normally.

Wow, then we have nowhere to go.

There is a children's festival underway that you don't need to admire.

Like a novel or something, don't think that we didn't originally exist over there. You think it was a setup that didn't come from the beginning?)

To divide the image, direct succession, a reader of fantasy novels, thinks about that. However, there is no confirmation at this time for the direct successors.

Maybe it's "only three weeks," maybe it's "three more weeks." That would have been a very different view from person to person, but the three direct successors were gradually, undeniably, getting used to this world.

While twisting between two regulations: the reproduction of the specifications of "Elder Tail" and the laws of physics of different worlds, there is something in this world that seems to be the rule or order of this world.

That's even an unrealistic phenomenon, for example, where the dishes all taste like wet pancakes. Sure, there were a lot of unreasonable things to be irrationally frustrated with, but I still have to understand the rules and live under them.

That's what it means to belong to a certain world, and that's the same thing whether it's a game or a real world.

(For us, the only world that stands here right now is more than we can possibly go home, and it doesn't matter what the game is...

But, well, it's not a bad idea. Swinging swords to fight, or adventure. If you get used to it, it's not bad. That's what happened to Marie, but maybe that dialogue was what I wanted to say to me more than anyone else)

As a direct successor, I had myself starting to adapt quickly to such a life, and that was never a bad thing. I'm not always unhappy with the original world, but do you want to go home, whether it's not or not, with your soul cut off? If asked, the answer becomes "not sure".

(It's not like she was there to show me her pants, and I haven't seen my parents in about two years... I'm used to the company, but thanks a lot...)

Without even thinking about it, if we went from Ichigaya to Kudancita, there would already be two gates to the city of Akiba.

Today we plan to head from the slopes of Ochanomiz to the city of Akiba without going through the "Forest of the Library Tower" zone. The slope to the "Rocca's Therapeutic Institute" is somewhat of a loose gradient that stirs up the homecoming, with large broad-leaved trees being offered from the Japanese-style gardens present on the right hand side of the road, as if they were a sprawled coat.

The gap in the cut off of that coat, the moon peeking from between the leaves, shades several times. To the moonshadow on the streets moving slightly, the direct successors scattered and distanced themselves in all directions so that they could play.

(- Huh!!

The direct relay does not kill the momentum of the steps thrust forward, but slaps the shield still attached to your left hand in the dark in front of you as it is.

Bitterness rising out of the darkness.

At the rear dozen meters, Siloe feels at a distance.

Direct succession focuses on the signs in front of you, but does not fail to check the area.

(Signs are, one, two... three? Four?

It's not something I didn't expect, but when I had to, I felt my mouth dry. Totally different tension than fighting a monster.

Suddenly, a low continuous sound sounds like dragging a bunch of metal.

(Huh! Don't make it!!

The direct line tries to make a jump without even checking towards the rear, but its ankle is tangled with chains that have brought about sickles like snakes.

That's not a chain of metal with a complete entity. It's a semi-entity binding spell generated by magic.

Direct inheritance unbalanced in the air and completely restrained and hung from movement by spells. A colorless silent magic wave looms from the rear on its direct passage.

Dispel Magic. Probably the magic unleashed by Siloe.

The "chains by magic", which appear as snakes curl from the foot of a direct line, are extinguished by the "anti-magic spell" spun out by Siloe.

(As always, excellent reaction support. Come on, Staff! What are we gonna do?

The exaltation and the willingness to fight that goes up in your chest. The confidence that he is protecting the siloe behind his back and receiving its support satisfies his direct succession with temper.

"Direct succession. Serial formation! Enemy is PK, number of people is 4. - Confirm your position. - There!!

Siloe screaming on the streets of the moonshadow late at night.

At the same time, a magical arrow pops out of his wand, accompanied by a blue and white glow. Mind Bolt is the basic attack magic of the Granting Artist (Enchanter), which flies toward a single enemy, dealing a certain amount of damage.

Compared to Summoners (Summoners) and Sorcerers (Sorcerers) at the same level, the damage is far smaller, but it still comes up as a basic protective spell for Granting Mages.

Siloe talks like that and mourns the lack of power in her spell, but direct succession has never thought that would be a problem. How much more effective is a small, time-conscious spell than a giant spell that doesn't hit.

"Enemy sight!

Even now, Siloe's spell accurately fulfilled her direct wishes.

The brilliance of the blue and white phosphor that ran into the dark was only about zero commas for a few seconds, but it did illuminate the PKs hiding in the dark.

The direct line falls at once from the current darkness according to the instructions of the siloe and takes its position just about in the middle with the siloe. The place is in the middle of a two-lane road.

The direct line was also able to storm the enemy confirmed in the dark.

But I dare you to step back here and set up your system.

Serial formations are important for distance from the back row. If the interval is too wide, it would render defenseless the back row anxious for defense.

"You have good guts. I can't believe it's PK....... straight to Kedamono due to lack of bread? I'm in a bad mood and I'm in a bad mood."

Direct inheritance throws up as burning emotions in the chest.

It's not the monster in front of you.

It's PK, a player who likes the kind of behavior he hates the most.

PK. That's short for "Player Kill," or "Player Killer." It attacks the same player, not the monster, and points to the player himself who commits the act that leads to death or the act.

Acts of combat are prohibited in the city of Akiba, but to say that they are "prohibited" even more by the zone means that they are not "prohibited" in any other zone.

In Elder Tail, player-to-player combat is tolerated by the operator and is part of the game.

But it is also true that PK was a less popular and unpopular act, adding various factors in "Elder Tail", such as the low success rate of PK, the magnitude of the risk, and the cultural problems of Japanese servers (Japanese don't like disciplined inter-player violence even online).

The low success rate of PK in "Elder Tail" in the first place was based on the specification that all the characters present within a certain distance will be displayed anyway, although the peripheral presence, that is player or monster, would be non-player characters.

High level characters also reduced the success rate of PK, even if the player did not manipulate them, with the specification "Avoid Attacks Made" depending on the skill they had.

I mean, the unintentional effect was low.

Moreover, although PK was not prohibited in the Elder Tail, harassment - that is, harassment - was prohibited. Although PK itself is not harassment, persistent PK against the same opponent or insulting language towards a combat opponent can sometimes be certified as harassment, in which case you were more likely to receive warnings and penalties from the operating company.

However, harassment and the like are judged on the basis of rather vague and subjective criteria. There were instances where the victim was a woman, or where the victim appealed intensely to the operation, such as an acceptable PK being certified as harassment, and there was even talk of suddenly getting an account suspension.

Under such circumstances, PK was assumed to be at great risk.

But if we were caught up in another world, things would be different.

In this battle in the other world, the minimap does not even exist inside the brain menu. Also, no matter how high the level of adventurer, it cannot be called unconscious evasion, etc., unless he or she intends to.

Unless the player himself is a master of martial arts.

Harassment had also been carried out following a process whereby the operating company's representative would examine the game records and issue a disposition after the incident. When it was a game, "Elder Tail" was kept in order by the "hands of God" of those operating companies. But there is no such convenient hand of salvation in this world today.

- Increased chance of unintentional hitting success. And mitigating the risk of harassment reporting.

In addition, PK has great ambiguity.

Far bigger payback than fighting a monster.

That means the defeated player can take all the cash in his possession at that time and about half of the item. Some items have attributes that are never lost, but about half of the normal tradable items in the bag are scattered around at the moment of death.

Disadvantages and Disadvantages Reversal.

That's what caused PK to grow in Elder Tail in this other world.

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(In the meantime, I don't want to hit you by accident... The advantages of the other side are local interest, number of people, and prior collaboration confirmation. Stacked preparation. This advantage over......)

With a blue-white phosphor on his cane, Shiloe expands his thinking from a system that overtook the first blow. Spell icon recall that may be used. Without having to cursor the menu screen that spreads across the back of your brain, all the usual spells are registered to shortcut slots and waiting for their turn.

But without Shiloe putting up a cane and preparing to chant, several players emerge from the darkness of the ruins ahead.

Dry asphalt shards collapse to make an unexpectedly loud noise to the silence of the night.

There were four shadows that appeared.

One warrior style. Two bandit winds. One healer wind.

The number is high. The footprint is solid, and the level doesn't seem to be low.

"If you shut up and leave your stuff behind, you won't take it to your life, will you?

A warrior-style man spits out a predetermined dialogue in a voice like he looked down.

Siloe is invited to laugh bitterly at the dialogue.

(I wonder if you've read too much in comics. What's that dialogue?

To say how used you are to fighting monsters, fighting players is completely separate from that. Unlike enemies guided by animal instincts, there is also the fear of not knowing what to do, and human beings cannot remain blunt in saying that they can be "hit with malice" more than that.

Sometimes if you want to kill, you can get hit by a monster. But what PK is pointing at is the will to plunder. It's a "bad faith" to steal someone else's money without labor.

It was damp with unpleasant sweat before Siloe's palm knew it.

The tension was eased by the man's cliché dialogue in front of him.

"Are you a magician to the Guardian? Want to try and make a futile upside? There's four of us, right?

Says a bandit-style man who seems to be partitioning a flavor. There are two long knives hanging from the waist. At that point, it can be inferred that this is the Swordsman of Thieves (Swashbuckler). Of the twelve positions, only the Swordsman of Thieves and the Samurai are possible.

"... What do we do direct?

"Kill. Grate to three, then mince and kill. They're trying to kill and play with other people in the first place. Naturally, it was decided before I could take a diaper to be ready for someone else to kill me."

Reliable voice of direct transmission. Siloe feels strength return to her knees.

(Breathing is normal and there is a sense of equilibrium. - I'm calm.

I can go. It's not like I didn't envisage this.... it's the way to go)

Siloe is so alone. I'm already ready to fight. But I'd just like to extend the conversation a little more if I could.

"You hate PK for direct transmission.... I can pay for it once or so."

Men laugh at Siloe's words.

He takes half a step with a laugh and shows off his ugly blackmail will. Even though I knew it, there was so much pressure on Siloe that I wanted to get out of my sight.

(I mean, that's it.... I'm being licked. They think they're going to give you money if you threaten them.)

Siloe feels split up between herself, who is about to lose strength from her legs, and herself, who strangely awakened. At the same time, I can see a thick pulse start in my ear. It was that feeling I felt many times at the Tea Party.

Shiloe doesn't like Akatsuki. But I don't hate it.

Shiloe hates every fight, but she's not bad at it.

"But unfortunately I don't want to pay you guys"

"Well said, Shilo."

Whether the interaction between the siloe and the direct line was unexpected or shivering handicapped, Zhu slightly gives it to the cheek of a wild thief. They pull out their weapons in one piece when they vomit words that curse their mouths.

The red edges of the icons, which indicate during the battle with the lights still on from earlier accidents, are so red that they stain the eyelids.

When Shiloe pulls about half a step on her left leg, she skips the instructions praying to have as calm a voice as she can.

"First target, warrior to the left! At the same time, they let the bandits get in the way."

"Leave the thick armored warrior to us, you will kill the sorcerer!!

It was almost at the same time that the Shiloe gave tactical instructions and the leader of the bandit yelled.

The direct line takes a sharp step as it is, knocking a shield emitting phosphorescent light on the warrior in front of you. The opponent is probably Samurai. The proof is that you have a Japanese knife.

A long-haired bandit instructed by the leader of the bandit flies up to get close to the siloe by sliding through its immediate neighbor. But the behavior was only one of the patterns Siroe had anticipated.

In the moment, a siloe spell strikes.

Astral Binding

It's a movement restriction spell similar to the one that was directly relayed earlier.

When adventuring alone, magicians with defensive difficulties use this type of magic as a basic tactic to stop monsters while attacking magic from long distances.

The details are different in three magician positions but can be mastered by any magician, basically with similar performance. Restrict movement to prevent spellbound objects from moving. With that much basic spell, he has the imaginary production of making a stop by making magic chains emerge from under his feet and intertwining them in his body.

But stopping magic is stopping magic and has no further effect.

The long-haired bandit switches direction, only if he has no choice. This time he puts an attack on a straight line in the immediate vicinity. A knife large enough to be played by a direct armor almost a small sword and a cloud. Stopping magic doesn't just inhibit movement and deprive the body of all its freedom.

"It's a switch, please!

"Let it go!

In the light of that spark, a bandit leader tries to break through the side of the direct line with a light feint.

At first, it must have been an operation with a warrior and his two own direct opponents to let his men kill Shiloe, but he's going to see that his men have been stopped or switch roles and head to Shiloe himself.

Immediately reconstruct your form to fit your current situation. That speed of judgment was commendable. The speed at which you turn yourself in with a feint attack is also at stake.

(- Still won't go beyond direct experience)

"Anchor Howl!!

The mood of a direct laceration with a drop in the hips.

The anger that makes the atmosphere swing is the "Guardian Warrior" move.

The leader of the bandit who was supposed to slip through the side of the direct line. He shrugs himself reflexively as if he had even touched the high temperature prominence, and solidifies with two knives pointed straight at him.

My legs are dull and I can't get my gaze off the direct line, but I get an unpleasant kind of sweat from all over my body. Both the "samurai" and the long-haired bandits seem to do the same, keeping an eye on them uniformly and enduring fear.

If I take my gaze off my direct line right now, they will definitely bury me from behind. The three of us who surrounded our fears are feeling it.

However, if you are simply strong and have high HP, it is impossible for you to act as a wall player. Even monsters have the same intelligence as humans if they are goblins or oaks. It is the world of Elder Tail that sometimes fights ancient sorcery weapons, dark elves, and cult followers.

Ignoring the role of the Wall of Attack, he said he was coming after the rear guard's healers and magicians. Protect your people from such diverse enemies.

Beyond the fact that it is the "Guardian Warrior" who specializes in that point, there is no way to come to the idea that "you just have to be strong and have HP to protect your people" etc.

Anchor Howl.

Once an enemy hears the tearing mood of the Guardian Warrior, he cannot ignore his direct succession. The moment you try to ignore a direct line, you will be hit by a direct line's intense counterattack into an indefensible posture. This was a "Guardian Warrior" move full of oaths of that kind.

It is this technology that brings together enemy attacks that elevates the Guardian Warrior to the most robust front among warriors.

"Shit! Never mind. No!! It's three to one. I know how tough it is. Fold this bastard first. Eh?"

The leader of the bandit leaves his nose snorted in fear and flies scolding at his men.

Even then, the "Burglar Swordsman", who was forced to change tactics, now seemed to have set the target as a direct successor. That duplicity makes the snake-like motion appear as if it explores the gap between direct passages.

As for the idea, I'm not mistaken.

It seems that both the "samurai" of the bandits, the duplicity of the leaders and the bandits with long hair have stipulated that they will defeat the direct heirs.

"Damn! You have no brain but to harden like a turtle!

It's like a hysterical scream to launch an attack early in the arrow succession.

"Your sword moves won't break my protection!

They are all the more fierce in their direct declarations, which even sound cheerful.

Hearing the metallic echoes that meet the steel, Siloe in the back row quickly checks the status.

Indeed, just to say, this PK population seems to be quite so on a level as well. Their uninterrupted attacks drain their direct HP.

Thirty seconds or so, no matter how much direct it is, they will all fall.

(In 30 seconds, right... eh)

If that's the case, it's your job to open things up at that time. That's what Siloe thinks, squeezing the edge of the crease up small.

Drawing out the six runes at the end of the cane is a 1.5 second flat. Shiloe slaps the ball of lightning discharging the bees that were born into the "samurai" of the enemy group. Persistent Attack Spell "Electrical Fuzz". It's small damage, but it's a spell that deals electric shock to the enemy alone intermittently, for more or less ten to twenty seconds.

"Ha! Is that you, Enchanter? - What is this tiny spell?!? You can't kill a dog with this kind of damage!!

Samurai, under a Siroe spell, laughs with his nose as he looks depressed. Though the tennis ball-sized thunderballs that hang around his body are deaf because of the sound, they don't even have painful pain just because they emit a splendid and beautiful light.

Electrical Fuzz.

While the Attack Spell operated by the Granting Mage is less damaging as an overall trend, this persistent spell distributes even more of its small damage over the entire effect time. The total amount of damage is greater than the Mind Volt, but the damage per unit of time is much smaller.

The pain that tells the story of the small amount of damage is to such an extent that it can be ignored and seems to be only harassing to [the samurai].

(... Ugh. Said again. I knew it was impotent)

But the provocation has also been repeated. Even Shiloe is aware of the characteristics of his manipulative spell. Siloe spins even more of the same spell without going back to that provocation. Throw the "Electrical Fuzz" one after the other, hitting both the leader of the bandit and the long-haired bandit.

The two weapons attackers have somewhat less HP than the warrior (samurai), which is why neither of them seemed to feel an itch in a spell of such damage as the tears of a sparrow.

"Ha ha! What the hell do you want? Or is that, a beginner or something that my brother over here took me to!?

The three PKs, shining like one electric wire after another scattering blue and white sparks, or like alien fireworks coloring the dark night, gain more momentum and pour a fierce attack straight into the line.

(... Well, one thing first. I'll take it)

The other person's anger, alarm, ridicule.

Taking them all as information and condensing them into one breath, Siloe takes two steps forward at full timing. When the wand is sharply swept, it chants the spell verbally and invokes a shortcut.

It was "Thornbyde Hostage" that was released in a two-second chant. Shining rugged rings fly to the 'samurai', intertwined like five tsu.

"What the hell is this?!? Kuh!"

When a direct line waves its sword like smashing that tsubaki, it creates a glow as if a light bulb can play in the dark. On the shock wave, the samurai scream and shrug themselves reflexively.

Thornbyde Hostage is an installed attack spell commonly used by Shiloe. Unlike single-ejected attack spells and range-incinerated spells, activation conditions are complex and need to be "installed" on hostile subjects once they are in place.

The subject of "installation" will receive the commandment of Shining Tsu.

Although this tsu does not bind the actions of hostile subjects, it clumps around the body of the subject being "installed," and the tsu flies at the beginning of the moment when it is physically attacked by fellow surgeons, dealing about 1,000 damage.

I mean, it's a spell that puts additional damage on an ally's attack.

The number and damage of the tsu depends on the spell level. Siloe's "Thornbyde Hostage" rank is "Secret". If all five Ts play, even though it's a warrior class, that's all you lose half of your HP.

"Calm down! That's an installation-type fucking spell. Uncurse it! Healer!! Focus your recovery on Samurai! We're double the number, we're supposed to lose!!

Unlike the "samurai" who were actually damaged and werewolf, there was still room for a leader's voice. In the specifications of Elder Tail, a healer is quite powerful.

With one healer in there arms, you can manipulate enough healing magic to almost completely eliminate the damage you take from several enemies and players of the same level.

If Siloe's "Thornbyde Hostage" continues to recover, even if it is powerful, you will not lose.

In the first place, he leads the PK regiment not with the small offensive power of the "Granting Artist", but with maneuvers that can even fathom the powerful attack spells of the "Wizard", for example. Leader confidence was not unfounded.

The direct sword flashes.

Each time, the Tsubaki Trap is activated and the Samurai inflicts Shockwave-like damage. "Samurai" is also trying to regain his posture, but the slashing and shock waves that are punched in from left to right whenever the sword is firmly restated grins his efforts.

"Ha! What happened to that. My flank's away!

A long-haired bandit puts a big knife - a type of mountain knife into the right side of a direct line. The direct relay, which was rigid in the sword-shaven position, is unable to avoid it, and is scratched in the gap of the armor.

"The presence or absence of a healer divided the victory or loss! Brothers, you're licking too much! Hahahahaha! At best, you can weep in the temple!

Siloe's weapon-enhanced spell direct attack is sharper than enough for a warrior, and Siloe's secret spell would have done a lot of damage as a [granting magician], but even that is unlikely to break through the healer's healing wall at the same level. The leader's laughter was backed by that confidence.

"You're right about the war."

"I wish your healer was at work. But!!

Moment after moment, a direct inheritance sinking his body low, as if he had become half tall, cuts off both knees of the [Samurai] with one blow.

The blow resembles one of the giant Kamakiri's swinging arms, sinking vertically.

An unusually quiet tabernacle, not to blow up or raise a bloodbath. Like the sudden appearance of the (samurai), who had added a fierce sword trident with a knife until a moment earlier, the laughter of the leader of the bandit is interrupted as if he had cut off the second half.

"- Nah, what the hell. What the fuck did you guys do!? Paralysis? Hey, healer!! What are you doing? Make a quick recovery!!

To the twitching leader, the direct successor makes a declaration as he slaps the one-handed sword at the mercy of the reverse.

"It's depressing, you. Don't scatter the cluttered miscellaneous fish dialogue on a beautiful moon and night!

"Become!?

(Faster than I thought. Relied on as an artisan, full score......)

Siloe gives her gaze to the wooden side of the garden that spreads to her right.

From this street, full of blue and white brilliance with the ripple effects of many sorceries, it is impossible to foresee the darkness of that garden, where the trees thrive.

But Shiloe knows he has company in the darkness.

"Shit! I'm done! Hey, Mage! Summoner! If we get this far, it's a total battle, wipe this man out!

The leader of the bandit finally hid the trump card. He seemed determined to put in reserve power.

(There were two sorcerers...

If there are two extras, it is possible to kill us from this situation. There's only one samurai.

There's two of us, five of us over there. The power difference is more than double. "It's impossible to lose." -)

Shiloe speculates on the thoughts of enemy leaders.

But even the preparation of that reserve did not exceed Siroe's expectations.

(The direct relay was set up with a bind-based movement inhibition spell. Yet it was the warriors who came out and the two bandits who recovered. No magicians. You're falling to talk at this point)

For Shiloe, it was expected that the PK group would include a magician. The fact that it lurked in a tree that seemed to spread to his right hand as an ambush had been woven from the beginning.

(Leaving a thin armored, low-HP sorcerer without escort, that is)

"Hey, come on! Fuck this guy!!

The leader, whose hips have completely retreated, shouts so, pointing directly at the right hand sword, but the tip of that sword and the direct passage are more than 30 cm apart.

It seems that the way the Shiloes fought and the creeps they showed depleted their morale.

"... stuffed"

You're right, my lord.

A small shadow twitches from the edge of a broadleaf tree.

Appearing with the seriousness of his usual look, Akatsuki threw two magicians on the road who were dragging him. The leader of the burglar is disturbed by the unusual sight of a little brunette girl, not even 150 cm tall, throwing her companion away as if he were a bag of raw garbage.

"Nah. What are you doing, you guys!? Hey, why aren't you reporting it?!? Hi. healer!! I told you to keep your HP under control. Ugh. Oh, you. No way. Betray us..."

"That's why you guys are dashes"

Straight to the word of the bandit slaps the shield on its left arm, as if the sack had expired. The leader, the Swordsman of Thieves, hailed the sudden attack and dropped his hips on the street.

"You should believe as much as your people do. That healer over there is just asleep. I've been sleeping since the beginning of the battle."

Siloe's merciless proclamation flows down the street.

That's Astral Hypno.

The pinnacle of restraint spells that support the "Granting Mage" with the strengthening of allies. Whatever the subject is, a stopping spell that drops its very existence into sleep. The effect time is not long. A dozen seconds, even if extended.

Moreover, sleep is immediately released if attacked. In a sense, it is also a fool's spell, with no other way to use it than to buy time.

Fighting in the first place deprives each other of their ability to fight. In short, the aim is to kill the other person. You can never say you will win a battle just by letting your enemies sleep. "A spell that does not contribute directly to the end of the battle".

That's why the Granting Artist has been seen low.

"It's not good to fool your master's spell"

"Huh!"

Soon there will be silence back on the street.

All the thunderballs that had sparked up until earlier disappeared at the end of their effect time. Two bandits walked into the street and one sleeping recoverer. Looking down at them, the three Shiloes.

"I hear you guys were totally fooling around with the spark of electricity. If that's all the bees in front of you, you can't see the darkness of the woods.

You didn't even notice a healer sleeping who was supposed to be backing you up back there. - Your collaboration is full of holes.

Your ambush was easy to assassinate when you were obsessed with battle and couldn't manage your HP or confirm the condition of your people. "

As if he couldn't wait for Akatsuki's words to end, his direct succession shook up its long sword. Long hair, no longer unwilling to fight, is one of those waves, making a sharp whistle-like sound and deathly.

"Oh, you killed us and you're back. I didn't lose to you guys."

The leader of the bandit strengthens, but he couldn't even move into the Akatsuki knife on his neck.

Akatsuki asks Shiloe just for her gaze.

The question is, permission to kill.

Siloe sighs fat.

It would not be impossible to torture him after he was tied up like this and wind up all his possessions. But torture is not good for character. Probably not viable.

(Of course, I can still be acquitted...

But just because I did that...)

There will be no thanking me. It falls to be resented for being insulted. In this world where death has been morphed in the first place, it is even doubtful whether sin or punishment will work as well as in the original world.

I know that's true of Shiloe.

or so, then when it comes to 'anything', siloe thinks that's different.

(I have no choice)

Shiloe nods at Akatsuki. She stuck that sharp knife in the neck of the leaders of the PKs without hesitation. Red, but cloudy blood blows up at night as well.

As Akatsuki cleverly sidelined the blood tide, items and gold coins were scattered around the fallen leader.

The raid from PK thus closed the curtain.