Log Horizon

"It's true that we're getting insecure."

That's what the direct line that collected the items around told Shiloe. Siloe shrugs her shoulders. I pretended to have plenty of room for a burglar, but it wasn't actually that easy of a winning situation either.

The number of enemies was six, and even if most of them didn't say 90 levels, they were definitely quite high. I was using a defensive stunt. I'm losing nearly half my HP.

If Akatsuki doesn't finish off the enemy ambush quickly in the dark. No, I wouldn't know which way I would have fallen if I hadn't "understood" Siroe's words about hiding myself and "four visible enemies" before then and working for me as a guerrilla.

Of course, one or two of his wife's hands are kept warm, both direct and siloed and possibly akatsuki. But while the back hand is a means of reversal, we need calm in order to use it. In the mental state in which I panicked, the reversal is irreversible where excellent trump cards existed. In order to cut the trump card, we need a lot of "winning", or settling down and staging.

This victory is the result of two points: the burglars overconfident themselves from the difference in numbers, and the Shiloe and the others won in the degree of cooperation.

"I wonder if there are other PKs lurking."

I look up at a group of abandoned buildings like Akatsuki puts a small neck on them.

"I don't think so."

Siloe responds.

PK is life by accident. To do this, there is a place where it should be set up. If we get closer to the city of Akiba than here, we risk being run into the city of Akiba. That would be too much of a disadvantage for PK.

(That said, I can't be alarmed. It's getting really noisy.)

Siroe thinks there's another reason he could have repelled this PK.

That's recent deterioration in security, that information.

The PK was frequent, and Shiloe and the others had heard the story.

In the field zone around Akiba, unintentional strikes are taking place, especially waiting for the night vision to deteriorate. The earlier guys didn't have the "first PK" or anything like that. The trick was so obvious that we were too confident in ourselves.

Most importantly, if there were such rumors, it was because the siloes had moved forward with vigilance, and I could notice the shadows I had been monitoring from the top of the perimeter.

"The Dread Pack (Group of Fears) Hey... It's a common name."

"I can't help it. It's more luxurious to ask for taste in a guild like PK."

Akatsuki also tunes in to a direct line that doesn't hide his disgust.

(Well, that's the same for me)

Siloe also leaks a sigh.

My direct line hates PK. But I don't even like siloes.

There are many reasons. But all of those reasons are reinforcements, and Siroe thinks that the root part is terribly simple.

The root of this is that the majority of PKs are poorly dressed.

The idea of blurring gold coins and items that others have worked hard to obtain is already badly dressed. Above all, in gold coins and items gained that way, the point of never being at the top sucks. Yes, Shiloe thinks.

"Disguise the treasure gained by others" means that you will not set foot in a difficult zone where the treasure will be gained. Then you can't challenge undiscovered places and mysteries, and you can never find "items like no one has ever seen". PK can never be at the forefront of adventure.

Then the only way to steal the achievements of others is to be a parasite wherever you go.

That's what Siloe thinks.

(- They look good or bad to players who have been flown to other worlds like this... I don't know if I can help that.

I guess we're all mentally cornered)

Unfortunately, it is in this world that its cornered state is becoming entrenched as a matter of routine.

"I hear rumors like that, too"

"I heard that there are other people who do PK, like" Wanda "and" Blue Impact "."

Siroe replies to Akatsuki's grunt.

"I don't know. That's right. I know all kinds of things. I understand.... I don't know, there's something else to do."

"For example?"

"Talk about breasts. Come on."

Akatsuki steps away from the direct line.

He then looks around for a moment and takes another step back.

"Two steps back...... Two steps...?

Pompous slap on the depressing direct shoulder to encourage siloes. Direct inheritance tries to talk about the splendor of the pussy in its desperate shape, but silences it with the word "shut up colored demon" of Akatsuki.

It seems that the power relationship of the party has gradually become established.

('Something else to do'...)

The lack of it is a problem at present.

If you just want to connect your life, you have a cheap meal.

Flavor is a fluffy pancake with no salt, but well it would be wrong to complain because you can live. Like Southeast Asia in the original world, or countries at war, or countries gasping for famine, for example, it hasn't become like a child dying complaining of starvation with glitzy eyes.

I can imagine that will probably not happen again in the future.

Food items in the world of "Elder Tail" are made from a combination of several material items. Material items can then be collected in the field zone. Specifically, mushrooms, mountain vegetables, seafood from fishing, cereals from cultivation, and fruit from fruit trees, such as meat that can be collected from monsters by combat.

I still don't know if there is a concept of season in this world, but from the atmosphere it now looks like early summer. The ingredients are all over the field.

In the original game, food items had levels and effects individually, and if they were at 90 levels, for example, I couldn't have hoped for an increase in HP recovery rate without eating the appropriate level of food items, but if I were to narrow it down to the point of "satisfying hunger," I don't see any problem with eating any level of items.

If so, it is possible to get ingredients in a relatively safe field near the city of Akiva, even if you are a beginner player below ten levels.

The question is whether a player with a "cook" suboccupation will cook for you, but apparently many players have changed their suboccupation to "cook" in the last three weeks.

Nutritional intake is fundamental to life, so it would be cloudy if it was also the best strategy.

The same goes for clothes.

The skin can be removed from the beast, and the fabric can be made from hemp and silk. If you don't care about the numerical performance of your equipment, garments can be created by craftsmen in production jobs in dozens of seconds each time. Shoes and necessities are also covered in most areas by "seamstresses", "blacksmiths" and "woodworkers". The carpenter is responsible for slightly larger items, and the mechanic is responsible for fine jewellery and mechanical tricks.

As for the residence, if you don't even care about safety and comfort, that's enough if you go up to the abandoned building there and spend the night.

You need about five pieces of gold to rent a cheap lodging, and this amount is enough money for players around the 10th level to get a few goblins if they defeat them. Of course, there are a number of easy ways to go from a comfortable lodging moonlight if you look up to securing a place by an organization like Guildhall, to owning a whole house, but if you just say "sleep" anyway.

In other words, there is no need to risk your life or work long hours in this other world if you simply want to survive every day.

In one point of "survival", there is no such tragic situation.

(I don't know if that means "living" or just "not dead"...)

To Shiloe's mind, this "lack of survival competition" itself seems to have something to do with "loss of purpose to live". I mean, there's nothing else to do.

Of course this other world is free.

No way. It even seems too free.

If I tell you straight away, "What's the purpose of living? Something else to do? Hmm, why don't you make your own decisions and move forward on your own. You think I'm gonna talk about breast? Protect the girl or something". The opinion is true, and I am not willing to argue that I made it siloe.

But it seems that there are men who can say so and those who do not.

And if you don't have a purpose to get yourself into it, there's a place for you to come up with troublesome things. With people who assume that they are a big deal by abusing others, for example?

(Even PK does.

If we just survive in this world, there are many ways to do things that are far easier and far safer.

I don't need a lot of money if I'm just going to live before then.

I don't need to make money until I PK it)

So, PK can't be a "means to survive" if it is. People in very poor countries, for example, have a completely different personality than robbers who would have to dye their hands to survive.

I guess PK was "something else to do" for them.

Besides surviving, the means to satisfy yourself.

That brings out Siloe's feeling that she's unnecessarily, kind of badly dressed.

"Hey, whoa!

Direct succession speaks up.

"What's wrong?

"They only had 62 gold coins combined. How shitty is that?"

"The item was there."

Apparently, Direct Line and Akatsuki finished confirming the items they had picked up. From that dialogue, it seems it was only a disappointing possession.

"That's right. I'm aware of the risk because it's enough to do PK. If you're not dumb enough, you've got everything in the safe except the minimal items you need. I think that item was taken from someone else?

"You missed your money" on Siloe's scratch. It was two deep sighs.

◆

It was in the middle of the night when I returned to the city of Akiba because of trouble.

The city seems killer these days.

Downtown - for example, in front of the station square, the Grand Cross Junction, the Akiban Bridge, etc., the open air lines up the streets so far, and there are quite a few crowds, but there are noticeable dark outskirts and alleys filled with abandoned buildings, where vigilant players act to distance themselves from others without multiplying words.

(I guess it has something to do with more PK)

Shiloe and the others have been doing very little in the city lately.

It made a lot of sense to share knowledge in the days since that disaster happened. Food, places to sleep, basic world structures and specifications, etc. Because there was so much I had to check.

But after pushing the basic information that he said, what Shiloe and the others chose was to gather the information on the field and clear up the differences in the battle.

This policy was decided in discussions between the three of us, but this washout takes longer than I thought.

This is the case, for example, with the Electrical Fuzz used in the fight against PK. That sustained electric spell should have been characterized by cost performance. It is a spell that is characterised by taking the time to do the damage there by keeping it early in the fight.

(Even that "there" is the only place for us (Enchanters). The Sorcerer tries to remove the damage we take over time without any bitterness.)

Siloe sighs, but has become alien, where that flashy look, brilliance and sound of "Electrical Fuzz" is creating secondary effects on PK opponents.

Of course, it will no longer work for someone who is noticed to be so, or whose palms have once fallen apart, but there should be a situation where that once separates light and dark.

There is a huge separation between "using spells and moves" and "using them". Direct succession and Shiloe were players who thought so, and that was when Akatsuki started to think the same way.

But the greater the separation between "use" and "use," the more training is needed to fill that separation, although it is a natural story. Try to ascertain the characteristics of each move, study how to use it, and experiment. The original "Elder Tail" was deep in the game and the amount of information made the vegetarians cry, but this battle in the other world put a ring to it... no, it doesn't seem like it's a few times harder.

For example, Cross Slash.

Two consecutive cross slaughters that serve as the starting point for the Guardian attack.

This move is only the starting point for basic moves and is quick to master, but has many turns. According to direct transmission, there are more than five ways to get in in this other world.

"I go in from slashing at the beginning and cut it up from the bottom the next moment. This is the basics. But there is also a reverse cut from the left side. Probably a motion for left-handers. Besides, there's also a pattern of cutting down continuously from horizontal payments in a rushing mood."

That was it.

Apparently, sword moves or the basic way the battle moves are engraved into the flesh. According to the words of the two combatants, the direct successor and Akatsuki, the body moves if they are willing to fight and can recognize the movement of the enemy in front of them.

But when you think about controlling that fine movement, it seems to take a lot of practice. I don't know if that means practicing in the same way as the original world martial arts, but think, experiment, think again, make modifications... the repetition was that both the two weapons attackers and Shiloe did the same thing.

Injection magic also finds that instructing a target with a cane has a higher chance of hitting than just chanting from a simple shortcut key.

The trivial but important discoveries and practices of these moves alone, of course, don't work just with personal play when you want to operate them against enemies in action. Collaboration between the three is also important.

Though I've simply tried sharing it with "wall actors," "attackers," "conductors, auxiliaries," it's not sweet enough for cooperation to be complete with such a sharing.

Direct inheritance is direct, how can Akatsuki or Shiloe easily destroy or disable enemies if they attract them? Which blow of a direct line creates a gap between enemies, even Akatsuki? I can't go without accumulating the knowledge and experience I said that.

The burden was the most onerous as far as Siloe was concerned.

If we are to be in command, we must know what the two of us can do, what we can't do, and all of our habits and breathing. Otherwise, the formation will not be complete.

There are countless questions to remember and wash out, and it was the recent routine of the Siloes who are twitching their grasp.

There was another reason why we could leave the collection of information in the city alone.

It is the presence of the March Alliance and Marielle.

Unlike the Shiloe and others, the Mitsuki Alliance has a large number of players, but there are few players at the 90th level. This guild is designed to help mid-level adventurers mutually. So they are simultaneously making material money from battles on the field and gathering information in the city.

Specifically, they create three squads, each of which collects suburban materials on a daily basis, gathers information and rest in the city, and creates items through production jobs. They do rotations, so they're pretty efficient.

Siloe promised to consult with Marielle and tell her what information she had collected in the city in exchange for information on more than sixty levels of zones that Siloe and the others had collected. Besides, they also receive food items, and in return, they wholesale high level materials.

Marielle and the others gather information more efficiently because of the larger number of people than Shiloe and the others around the city.

- I guess it has something to do with more PK.

and so on and Siloe sighed earlier at the mix of speculation, due to the fact that it was not information he had collected, but information he had indirectly obtained from Marielle. Nevertheless, as far as the city's atmosphere is concerned, I guess that's true.

Shiloe and the others head through the campus of the station, which is a great open-air spot because of its roof, to the front square of the station. The square should have had huge parking lots and aerial promenades in the real world, but in this world it's a spacious space colored by moss waste materials and lawns.

The building on all sides is desolate, but its ground floor part remains a shop. This square is home to many of the city's commercial facilities.

A non-player character in the market that helps players trade with each other, and a teacher in the "Forger" or "Sewer" who helps them with their rushing production jobs. They teach us technology, as well as lend us free furnaces and sewing tables to melt iron.

Items distributed around the world are mostly from monsters, dungeon crates, and handmade by players created by production jobs, but non-player characters also sell basic weapons, protective equipment, and more to help with low-level adventures.

There was also a merchant non-player character who said so in the commercial premises around the square.

Players caught up in this other world Everyone is a little surprised and quickly familiarized with it afterwards, but the number of non-player characters is extraordinary over the original game.

I didn't exactly count it, but I wonder if it exists six to ten times the original game.

These basic services in the city field seem to be either to reproduce the specifications of the original game or basically open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. But in this world, non-player characters also need to sleep, eat and rest. I guess it's a replacement for that. The number of people is increasing.

They act by their discretionary schedules to live in the back of the store or in a residence on the upper floor. Most of all, they don't buy items produced or magic items won by players, so it's subtle to ask if they're participating in economic activities.

Unlike games, words, deeds, and reactions are human beings themselves, sometimes indistinguishable from players without putting out a status screen.

"Do you want to buy something somewhere? Or do you want some?

Speak to Akatsuki with a voice with a slightly lower direct line.

"Ah. What will you do, my lord?

Akatsuki talks to Shiloe at a throwing pace no less than that. The food in this world is not motivating, so they look depressed every time they eat.

"Mmm...... Wait a minute. Mari's, if you're awake, I'll stop by."

That's how Shiloe returns it. Marielle's "Alliance of the Three Moons" allows for a meal that tastes the same but has some flavor. The atmosphere of eating can never be foolish.

And now I'm going home from the hunt, and I have some items from PK. Give way cheaply to the Mitsuki Alliance, and if anything, have the product flowed through the market to the city. I thought that was at least a return.

Siloe opens the menu and tries to read to Marielle.

I thought I hadn't gone to bed yet in time, but the sun is setting. No, I couldn't. I thought I'd be there tomorrow, but there was an unexpectedly quick response to the reading.

"Ooh. Shiro Fong Yan. Where are you now?

"I just got back to town."

Marielle's greetings were always the same, but I felt like Siroe could see just a little rush of color.

"Gilho, come."

'Are you sure? Are you still awake?

"I was just trying to get in touch. Come on, come on. '

"I'm with my direct line and Akatsuki, okay?

I also introduced Marielle to direct succession and Akatsuki in my relationship with the Mitsuki Alliance. The two faces are already known for interrupting the Guildhall many times, and for traveling on a hunt with young members of the Midsmoon Alliance.

"Mochiya. It's convenient. I'll wait."

Interrupted reading. I felt a rush sign behind Marielle I was talking to. Apparently, the Alliance Hall is still fully open at this hour.

"What's up? Ciro."

A direct heir who sensibly perceived such signs of siloe utters words of care. Though impressed, Siroe looked back at the two companions.

"Let's go to the March Alliance. Apparently, there's been trouble."

◆

The guild hall of the "Three Moons Alliance" was surrounded by a rushed atmosphere. The boy healer with the impression of a jealous dog who guided me also returns acne and leaves with patties after sending the three siloes to the Guildmaster, Marielle's room.

Marielle at the time was in a more scattered room than she had come before, and still managed to prepare tea for the reception set she had secured.

Henrietta, who refrained beside him, continues desperately to clean Marielle's office. Even though it's already nearly midnight, this guild doesn't look like it's going to calm down at all.

"Excuse me, Master Shiloe...... Oh, wow! I'm sorry about Akatsuki!

When Henrietta finds Akatsuki, she throws out a cuddle and rushes over, hugging her thoughtfully. It seems that Akatsuki has been a critical hit on Henrietta's vices, or girl hobbies, and this is how it's been since I first introduced her.

Henrietta is the average height for a woman, but Akatsuki is better than that. Over half her head is smaller. The feeling of being held is "a black cat that seems troublesome to the twisted human being".

"Welcome back. Three people. It's kind of a mess, but I think I spilled my eyes around it."

Marielle winks cleverly with Henrietta and Akatsuki aside, hands together small. Siloe sighs one sigh when she sees the tea in her eyes.

"What happened? Sister Mari."

"Well, ma. We need to hurry. Sit down. I'll put some water in it. Colored and tea flavoured! eheheheheheheheheheheh."

At Marielle's suggestion, each of the three of them sits down.

Siloe and direct line are on the couch. Akatsuki wandered over to Henrietta and had no choice but to sit back on the cushion sofa.

"... uh. Yeah."

Although I recommended the seat, Marielle didn't cut the tantrum. I guess it's hard to talk about. Siloe has been watching the situation for a while, but she has no choice but to start talking to herself.

"Is it an expedition?

"Yeah, soya"

"Where?

"Er, no. You mean Eszo...... Suskino"

The city of Susquino is one of the five largest cities on the Japanese server of "Elder Tail". In this world, it's called "Ice Island" (Northern Island), a northern city.

Areas managed by Japanese servers.

It is responsible for almost the same space as Japan on Earth in the "Half-Guire Project". Its shape is almost identical to that of Japan. It's just half the distance, 1/4 the area.

This virtual Japan is divided into five major countries in the world of "Elder Tail", a medieval fantasy. Hokkaido in the real world is the "Ezzo Empire", Shikoku is the "Duke of Fawland Territory" and Kyushu is the "Ninetail Autonomy". Besides, the eastern half of the state is the "Alliance of Free Cities Eastal" and the western part is the "Holy Empire Westlande".

The Japanese server management area is also said to be relatively densely populated in the world of Elder Tail. Even so, there are tens of thousands of players in this wide Japan. There are still countless villages and towns in the open wilderness.

Among them, the five largest cities have been added with expansion packs.

Suskino, Sibuya, Akiba, Minami and Nakas.

These five only allow players to choose as the starting point for the game, with all convenient commercial facilities, and the surrounding zones are adjusted for beginners in difficulty and have plenty of supportive quests. When a player dies, it should have been designed to serve as a base of activity in the game, as can be seen from the resurrection in the temples of the nearest five major cities.

Furthermore, the five major cities were connected to each other by a large special gate called the Transport Gate, guaranteeing free movement.

At least until that catastrophe strikes.

"You don't hear about the transporter being repaired."

"It hasn't been fixed yet. I don't even know if it's malfunctioning."

Marielle responds to direct questions. But when I started talking, I started explaining the situation to Shiloe and the others.

"As I said before, we are a small guild. There are now a slight increase of 24 members. Almost all of them are in the city of Akiba and are now in this building.

But only one of you has a daughter in Suskino. Her name's Serara. Yum, but, well, this is my pretty daughter. The Forest Curse.

It's still a rush out among us, level 19. Well, I don't care about that. Yeah. There's something a little weak about me, and I'm familiar with it. He wants to do business. He started Elder Taylor.

Marielle keeps talking with her gaze dropped.

"Serara was in Suskino the day of the catastrophe.

There was a call for just about level 20 dungeon offensive play in Suskino. No one was free in the guild at that time, and Serara, who wanted to go hunting and brush her arms, was alone in Suskino......

It was a temporary party. They were joining and playing with the members who were recruiting at Suskino, where they encountered a [catastrophe].

The transport gate became inoperable and the serara was left behind. "

Henrietta takes that Marielle explanation and takes a deep sigh of relief.

Among the players, the name "catastrophe" is becoming entrenched. Words such as transworldly metastases, summoning, and drifting were also used in some parts, but the most difficult words, "catastrophe", became entrenched because the cause and actual phenomenon could not be grasped at all.

Shiloe thinks that catastrophe is still more problematic than "Transworld Transfer".

If you use the term metastasis or summons, do you feel like you've admitted you'll never be able to go back? Such a catch may indeed be in the siloe, and the sawdust makes you choose the word 'catastrophe'.

"Are you picking me up?

Marielle and the others nod at Siloe's question.

"We don't know much, but are there any players who went to Skino after the incident?

Ask questions as if Akatsuki represents the three questions.

That was something Shiloe thought about too.

If the transport gate is unavailable, there are two ways to get around it.

We only have a few times to go to our destination via a transfer device called the Fairy Ring (Fairy Ring) that has been left all over the place, or we can seriously step across dozens of zones and go north.

The Fairy Ring is a transfer device located mainly on the field, a natural demonic formation with giant stones and mushrooms placed on a circle. It is connected to another "fairy circle" of destination points selected by the complex calculations affected by the full moon. If you use it, you can finish your journey in a short amount of time, but if you use it at the wrong time, you don't know where to fly it.

"No, as far as we know, there's not one - Hin.

Everybody lives today, so make the most of it. I don't care about other cities. I know.

It is suicidal to use the Circle of Fairies without being able to browse the offensive site. If you want to go skino on foot or on a horse, it will take more than two weeks to be ready.

There must be a few difficulties along the way. There's no place for curiosity. "

That was a good story.

Before that incident. The players were freely running around this Japanese server. So much so that some fierce men had made expeditions to the administrative areas of Korean servers and Chinese servers.

Transport gates in the five largest cities were speeding up mobility, and the "Circle of Fairies" was a very convenient transportation that could be reached anywhere in an instant, as long as you checked the timetable on the offensive site.

Also, at the time it was a game, there was no concept of camp. Whatever remote location you went to, all you had to do was find a somewhere a little safe around here and log out there. The Return Spell also allowed me to return to the city.

"Wait a minute. The Return Spell... Oh, well."

"Yes. The Return Spell will be automatically overwritten upon entering the five largest cities. Even if Serara uses the Return Spell now, she can just go back to Suskino. … you can't go back to this city"

The Return Spell is an instant travel spell that can be used by all Elder Tail players and can be returned in an instant to the last five major cities you stopped by. The chant takes a few minutes, and I can only grab it once every 24 hours in the first place, so there's no reason to escape the fight in an instant. As for the game, "I'm done playing today. It was a common spell to use on the occasion of whether to return to the city before logging out".

In the first place, the five largest cities were connected by transport gates. As long as that premise is upheld, I don't care where the city can return with the Return Spell. That must have been the common sense of Elder Tail.

"Now, the reason we're sending out rescue is, what?

Akatsuki cuts in.

I also had a feeling that Siloe was probably at the core of the problem.

"It's..."

"Ah. Yeah...... Rescue was planned for a long time. Why don't you just be alone at the end of the North like that?

Henrietta at last. She has a lot of strength in her hand embracing Akatsuki. Marielle, who tried to keep ahead, is also the wind of choice of words.

"... Sister Mari"

"Don't look at me like that, Silo boy. Shilofa's eyes are a little ridiculously sharp, so don't let your pretty little daughter fall for you?

"Sister Mari."

"Mmm.... yeah. Skinny. Looks like it's less secure than this one. Uh. No more. Akan.

- No 'like' or 'what'.

Suskino is less secure than this one.

... Serara, some bad pattern player attacked me. "

It sounded terribly ominous in the dark, built fancy Marielle room of pastel pink.

It's true that downtown is a no-combat zone. It is forbidden to use weapons or magic that cause damage. It is also forbidden to engage in passing or restraining acts that induce "character immobilization".

But that's why not all criminal activities are prohibited. Just because it's banned again doesn't make it "impracticable". There can be worse quality than PK, especially if that's for girls who still have lower levels.

"It doesn't exist in the game world. Because it doesn't exist, we don't have to take measures", but there are examples where it becomes "executable in this other world."

……

Akatsuki's sword-soaked silence correctly guessed the sounding content of the word "attacked", but was therefore.

"Ah. I don't like it. It's not important yet.

I'm not going that far. But, Suskino is a small group of people in the first place. According to the story, the population now exceeds two thousand or not.

In a city like that, you're not going to run away and hide at all times? We need to go and help him. Really this member or mon. That's normal, right?

So, here's what I need to talk to you about. Um, I'm sorry.

Our members still have a lot of chicks, don't they? We're all good kids, but we're still a little unreliable.

Don't take the elite on this expedition, I don't think we'll make it to Eszo in the first place. In the meantime, I was wondering if you'd like to take care of the kid I'm leaving over here?

"I don't think you need to follow me all the time.

Isn't there a sorcerer named Isel? Blue-haired. He'll do the rest of the roundup. Marie and I, and then the Battle Squad dragon, are going to devote all our energies to this expedition.

So, I sincerely apologize for my unsolicited request, but please, Master Shiloe, direct successor...... Akatsuki.

Can't you ask me about this guild?

Marielle and Henrietta bow their heads in alignment.

Siloe looked at the two women bowing their heads in front of her.

Stop breathing.

My brain gets quiet.

Still loud.

I also want to stop the blood flow if I can.

Thinking accelerates and goes.

Concentration evokes lightning in the dark.

The distance between Tokyo and Sapporo in the real world is about 850 km. 425 km in this world under the Half-Guire Project. Marielles travel by foot and horse. Street pavement remains an asphalt and backbone road of the old century, depending on the location, but unpaved wilderness and hilly areas are also expected. Where the daily travel speed is 50 km even on the best day, on average half of it would be superior. No, even that would be suspicious given the battle with the monsters.

21 days after arrival as employing a travel speed of 20 km/day. Three weeks.... Marielle's reading of two weeks must be said to be sweet.

Your temperature drops about three degrees.

That's an intuition that supports the siloe. Something like a sign.

Marielle's journey fails.

Of course you will embark on your journey with the utmost preparation. Even though the level dropped somewhat, Marielle and the others said they would challenge the elite of the March Alliance. It will naturally be the action of a maximum of six people at the party of "Elder Tail" and will be accompanied by an outstanding recovery job.

But it seemed to Siroe like a story about another dimension from strength in a numerical sense, such as it was no longer a level.

Siloe has an introverted personality and is said to be over-thinking.

That means fantasies and delusions are irrelevant in various directions, but if there are only weapons available to the siloes that integrate them, it's a scale in the chest. Siloe's device weighs their strength with a chill to cruelty.

Think of the advice. Twelve types of specific advice.

Add consideration to each.

Approximately half of what can be verified for effectiveness.

Increased success rates and shorter time frames are expected.

Think of some alternative. Those four species.

Consider the effectiveness of execution for each.

Reject half and cast some more elements on the other half for recalculation. The path of thought is like lightning. Its tip is no longer an unconscious realm, and only the trajectory of lightning informs Shiloe of his thoughts.

(But -)

Advice? Alternatives?

I wonder what that is.

Is that what you want? No, in the first place, do you have a right to do that to yourself? Instead of doing it, do you even have the right to want it? It's not even my fault.

That much language arrives and Siloe returns consciousness to the interior of the flesh. At the end of the gaze I gave him to be invited, the direct successor and Akatsuki nodded all the time.

"Come on, Shiro."

"Your turn, my lord."

Perhaps after five more seconds of thinking, Siloe was unable to move. Caught in the trap of my thoughts, my sense of responsibility and the "thickness of talking about someone else's guild."

But only at that moment, words pop out of my mouth, like a sailboat that caught the wind from two of my companions, direct and Akatsuki.

"We're coming."

"Huh?"

"Best we go."

"No. Silo boy. That's not what I'm doing."

Siroe looks back at her companions in total disregard of such Marielle protests.

My lord and I will take care of it.

Two buddies returning a response at the perfect time. The direct line just stood up when the story was over, and Akatsuki followed suit.

"We're going on an expedition. Marie and the others are leaving a message. We can't take care of a chick."

"There are no letters of failure in the dense fate of the sneak"

Now it's time for Marielle to open her mouth and look up while sitting on the couch. Siloe can't see the face very well.

It was embarrassing. Best we go, what an arrogant thing to say. It was full of regrets. Wasn't there any more good rhetoric to say the same? I'm sure it's frightening.

("What are you talking about? He thinks like this girl." Yes, you are. Me!! It's a so-called painful statement human. Yikes!!

Right now, I'm just ashamed of myself for dressing up. Siloe slaps in a stronger tone than usual with a desperate hold on to the seemingly tiny black and white in front of her.

"I'm leaving first thing tomorrow morning. Leave it to me, Sister Mari. Mr. Henrietta."