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"System message. Starts an urgent quest, the Goblin Army Crusade. Note that this event will be ranked according to the Crusade Points gained by defeating enemies. Players are excited to join us as we offer luxurious rewards to the top rankers'

There was a choice floating beneath the system message in sight as to whether or not to attend this event.

Me, Snow Princess and Mop had almost solidified their willingness to participate, but Aoi was confused by the situation and still couldn't make up her mind.

I somehow guessed that she wasn't willing to ride these events, and the ranking was personal rather than party, so she wouldn't have to attend. That's what I tried to say. But...

"General, would you like to go?

"Huh? Yeah."

"Me too...... I'll go. We're a party."

I still don't see its full content, but the enemy is massive goblins. Such a weak girl is too mighty an enemy to face. I was unsure for a beat if I should speak out that I shouldn't be forced, but the thought of not wanting to water Mr. Aoi's determination in the corner prevailed slightly.

They're supposed to be scared, but they're going to follow us by pretending to be brave.

Then I'll do the same.

"Thanks. But don't be so nervous. I'll protect Blue."

"General..."

"Hello. That stupid couple over there. Come on, stay back."

"Or is it?!?

Until earlier, a slightly pink stained face is overwritten bright red in an instant. Nanicole is super cute.

So, Saw, we're all in.

"Yes."

We all chose to join and went outside the gate to intercept the Goblin army pushing us to town.

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The town of Sasebo is a huge city with gates one from east to west and one from north to south. No, I wouldn't mind saying this is a fortified city anymore than these events were available. If you look at the walls and tightly closed gates much higher than the roof of the house, standing everywhere, no one feels doubtful about it.

"A good number of players have come to this East Gate."

"Right. But it seems the most common is the North Gate. The scouting report said the first clash would take place at the North Gate, so it looks like they've all gone that way. It's the first massive monster relationship event since this game started, and everyone's been wanting to fight and wuss fast."

In fact, if you look around, as Mr. Mop put it, we are all waiting for Goblin's army, now or now, with an excited face.

"I wonder how many people are just coming over here at the East Gate. It's a great number..."

"If you look at it, it's about a thousand people."

About as many as this East Gate will also gather at the West Gate and South Gate, and the North Gate will be nearly double that, so if you look at the big mess, 5,000 players will be attending this event.

I think there are quite a few players in town who are not attending this event as well, but some of those players may change their minds and join along the way or try to rush here to hear this noise or log in. I would almost certainly be there. Should we see more numbers then?

Besides, most of the players in this town right now are bloody fierce who stepped into the latest area as soon as possible. Among the players who have chosen Nagasaki, you can consider them to be a collection of particularly skilled players.

"So many of them are here."

"Well, gamers love this hand event. Lou doesn't like being busy?

"Well, I'm not very good at it...... But it's not good to just run away, so"

"Well, that's great, Lou. Good boy, good boy."

Snow Princess's hand is gently placed on Aoi's head dyeing her face red with a different look than before.

I guess that's what older sisters can afford. I'd love to see that move, too. How the hell can I get to see him? Like being dual personality?

"- Mr. Soo?

"Sorry Nasai"

I apologized for the conditional reflex to Snow Princess's grin like she had a deep darkness that I couldn't look directly at. Scary, completely read my mind. But why did you find out? Is that a facial expression? Was that on your face?

"The look on your face."

Really? But will you give me a break from talking to my heart? It's not bad for the heart.

"It's a boulder, Saw."

Shut up, pervert. Don't turn that look of respect on me.

More than a dozen minutes that we're having such an exchange. A large army dyed the field deep green appeared before about 1,000 players, including us gathered in front of the East Gate.

"Coming...... but"

"Awesome number"

"How many times are there over here?"

"I guess I'll just stop."

"Me too..."

"Nice, nice, it feels like we're going to war"

"MMOs have to be like this"

Various words can be heard from the mouths of the players who have captured the enemy's great army in sight. Various with the fearful, the brave, the unscrupulous.

But I threw one proposal at a party member because of a concern.

"Here's a suggestion, does anyone want to put a role in giving instructions from above the walls?

"What do you mean?

Snow Princess asks me for an explanation for my suggestion, and I stare at this one with a face such as Mop.

"The enemy is a large army, but the individual itself is a fragile goblin. Maybe that's what's generating everyone's alarm somewhere."

In fact, I was licking a little until I saw that army, too. But after seeing that army, I changed my mind. Um - since I saw the led march.

"But that army, no matter what you think, is an army more controlled by commanders. By contrast, this one is just scattered right in front of the gate, the UAE people. No collaboration, no nothing."

"... it sure is"

"What this one wins is an individual's ability to fight. It's numbers and chain of command that prevails over there. I can't read at all which one wins if this is it. But what's clear is that if we keep colliding like this, we'll definitely be in chaos."

No matter how many games you say, it's so real on the battlefield, and it's impossible for ordinary people, such as commanding a thousand units of humans, to begin with. I can't either. And what I fear most is that we all play childish football.

If everyone goes after the ball rolling on the field on their own without even considering their own military placement, we'll be sure to get that gap poked. But I don't have the time or the ability to preach it to everyone here.

Then at least we have to be able to see the whole thing through our own parties. Maybe there's a party that works with the same ideas we have, but then we'll think about it as lucky as it gets.

"The question is, who would do that?"

"Um... I'll do the part"

That's the girl who raised her voice of determination a while ago.

"Yeah, but"

"I'm the easiest to do when it comes to rioting... and if I can help you all at all"

"Lou..."

"Mr. Blue......"

"Blue...... thanks"

Leaving a good atmosphere, Aoi rushed over the walls. Now if you need anything, Aoi will give you the information right away in the party chat. You can say I could hit the first hand. But something catches... something.

……

Oh yeah!? Wasn't Aoi supposed to be protected by me!? What are you doing to keep her away from yourself!? Did you do this to me, possibly or not?

Looking back, DoS and DoM are all aligned and pointing a subtle smile at me. That sounds like a silent affirmation of my earlier thoughts,

"Saw, who are you..."

"You idiot."

Affirmed.

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Shortly after Aoi left, we clashed with Goblin's army. The players responded with magic and shooting from a distance against the pushing army, but they could barely stop their legs and immediately presented a mixed pattern.

Goblins and player rage fly from everywhere, but it's mostly goblins that still become particles of light. Did I just say the boulder is a player on the front line?

Me and Snow Princess are sure to wipe out the goblins that have been passing between the players in the lead without going into the enemy.

Still, the number of goblins that can't be 10 or 20 fall out at once quickly runs out of ammo, but I could do a lot of damage if I broke my neck muscle with a knife and kicked it in the head. Goblin's defensive abilities seem to be set lower than those of humans, and even my physical abilities seem to do quite a bit of damage.

Because of this, Mr. Mop has been asked to wait a little behind him. It's insurance when we get pulled out.

"Soo, you don't feel like you're still confused at the moment. What do we do?"

"I can't say anything because I can't grasp the whole thing from here, but maybe this won't last long. I think it's going to break out of somewhere and collapse from there all at once."

The current state in front of the East Gate is in the form of a clash between Goblin's large army - an unknown number - and about 1000 players each in a lump. To be precise, the Goblin army is a formation of fish scales that mimic a triangle, the players are just a collection without the letters of a formation, a dough. If the enemy had been a monster with the same power as the players, we would surely have been wiped out in the first clash.

But that hasn't happened because there's a definite difference in power at the individual level between the goblins and the players. But it's also suspicious how long it will last.

The good thing about the fish scale formation is that even if the lead soldier is hit, the soldier behind him will soon be able to take his place and continue the fight. In other words, it is resistant to attrition battles against the enemy in the front.

This one, by contrast, is a bunch of de amateurs who just somehow bumped into each other from the front. This could eventually allow the enemy to make a breakthrough. Well, if there were any humans out there who could adapt quickly to this state, that would scare me.

"The enemy is waging a war of attrition. Besides, I hope we can stand it, but I find this a little difficult. I'd really like to use a separate team as an ambush."

The weakness of the formation of fish scales is that they are brittle to attack from the side or behind. This one wins by one force instead of another. I think the battlefield can go a long way just because a 100-unit team can organize it.

"No one can organize that. Of course I can't either. So the current situation relies on information from Blue"

Blue is asking me to have something to do and stare at the enemy. I can't move poorly until that report arrives.

"I have no choice, do I? But I can't believe there's only so many players out there and nobody notices that."

"No, I think some players are aware of it. I just don't think it's the same as understanding it with your head and actually moving it into action."

Such a simple tactic, gamers would have noticed many already. Maybe some of the players who are handling enemies just as much as we are a step away from the conflagration zone should be thinking the same thing. But it's still dangerous to leave this place now.

If Goblin walks through us, he'll undoubtedly destroy the gates and break into town. Then the players fighting in the Mixed Zone should move to stop it. Turn your back on the enemy in front of you.

When that happens, no more. You can't expect functional work from a group of people who have started childish football once. I can't keep up with the battlefields that shift from one to the next, and the town will only be included in the Goblin army.

Still, I'm not giving up. I waited for that while turning the crowd of goblins into light one after another.

And...

[There you are, Saw. Left side of the formation. From there, Mr. Goblin of the decree is scattered]

Are you here?

[Thanks Blue]

The enemy is the army. It was also dominated at the level of formation to be organized. Then you must be there. Be the brainchild of that army, and the presence to give orders to each unit.

The most effective means of breaking this battlefield is the elimination of enemy commanders, beyond an ambush at troop level not being fulfilled. This is the only way.

When I flew a thank you chat to Blue, I rode on the back of Mr. Mop's called boar with Snow Princess to the left of the enemy formation.