VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

"Um, Mr. Hynd. I want you to tell me a lot about Mr. Yumil..."

"About Yumil? Hmm... well, I'd love to hear a little about you guys. Of course, as far as I can talk, I don't mind."

"Yes!"

Mr. Foll talks aggressively so as to make up for his unfathomable brother's share.

I offered a simple barter so I wouldn't run out of stories.

Especially since you, Por, don't look like a very MMO kind of race, I'm concerned about the situation.

I doubt you normally party with other players.

"The hang-up we started this game with, your brother paid for a part-time job to do it with..."

You bought two VR gears for a part-time job? It's that expensive?

Por, you have a good point...... are you sure you're okay with this story going on?

"Hey, wait a minute. Is it okay for you to tell the person you met about the real situation?

"Ah...... so, but because I've already started talking. This is okay because I don't give personal information or anything! Yes!"

"Be careful, won't you? This field doesn't mean there's nobody but us."

As Liz shows with her gaze, three lightly dressed players run through the vicinity.

All light warriors to see the display icon overhead?

Over here from the activity of Artemis of the previous Ibe, I also hear that there has been an increase in unified PT regardless of job title.

Mr. Foll sighs for a moment, this time showing a trick like choosing words carefully.

"Ha, yes... ok. Um, so, yeah. Actually, I have heart-causing asthma..."

There are also subtly real situations and heavy stories.

Me and Liz aren't sure what face to ask that for.

But is that how you were coughing up in the tavern...

Por, the reason why you're so worried was somewhat convincing.

"So, if you move all the way through VR, it'll have a good effect on reality, too, right? Your brother."

"Oh, sure, that seems to work. I think it's good."

"Is it true!?

"Especially if it's cardiac. Huh? Liz."

"Yeah. It's a famous story that VR devices are used for psychological counseling, and it's possible."

"Still, aren't you sweet, Mr. Por? You're a good brother."

"Yes!"

Though I feel terrible losing money on that look.

To see his ears turned red, it was easy to see that he was hearing the story now.

"- Temeye et al! I don't mind chatting, but the enemy is coming!?

"Yes, yes, light hidden, light hidden"

"Oh!?

"We're in the middle of a conversation, but let's not dare defeat our current enemy. Liz, the debuff sort is the same as earlier."

"Yes."

"Mr. Foll, that's why avant-garde greetings"

"Yes! I'll do my best!"

This is the second battle I've ever fought in this PT.

Por, you took out the mace, and Mr Foll took out the long sword.

Hmmm...... to be honest, Mr. Foll doesn't feel like his weapon fits.

I guess the choice of that long sword is also a gift of Yumil Respect.

There are two enemy monsters, 'Landwolf' Levels 23 and 24, which are wolf-shaped demons.

And the level of the Por Fol brothers and sisters is thirty stills, both lower bound at recruitment.

"Olah!"

Por, you punch me up like a mace, and a wolf blows up into the universe.

... That's crazy. It just looks like a yankee wielding a metal bat, not a mace.

Are you accustomed to fighting? This is a good step in, thoughtful and avant-garde.

The buff to him is' Attack Up 'and Liz uses' Guard Down 'in the debuff on the opposite enemy.

"Yay!

The opposing Mr. Foll has a slight lumbar pull.

Buffs are 'guarded up', 'attacked down' by opposing enemies... actually professionally, it feels like I want to reverse what I use with you, Por.

If you want to defeat me in the shortest possible time, you're right to release "Darkness Ball" with me hanging "Magic Up" on Liz.

But even for the better now, it is imperative to fall into a lack of attack power from around the enemy's level near 30.

... I mean, what are you trying to say?

"I knew if you didn't train a little, you'd get stuck on the way, right?

"I suppose so... especially Mr. Foll, whose movements are tigh-hugging against his profession"

"No, Por, you suck with Por, don't you?

Against Mr. Foll, who doesn't use his offensive power, it also seems to me that you are able to stand around using your defense.

But that changes when Mr. Foll gets a little damage.

"Yikes!

"Fol! Are you okay!? Your brother will heal you right now!

"- Oh, here we go again! You can't do this, Por! We can do the recovery over here - uh, here comes the enemy! Liz!"

Two 'Landwolves' loom for me who had already chanted 'Healing'.

"Ha... Roger that. If we put this together, we can see how two of our guilds were decent."

"Those guys' moves are top notch as avant-garde, right? For once. I admire you for making so many mistakes - no!

Interrupt chanting and prevent blows by fangs with canes.

Liz punched the wolf's brow in the corner of the Book of Magic.

In the end, just like that, me and Liz use the level difference to beat Landwolf to death.

Well, it's useless like this.

We've apparently pulled quite a few hassle players.

You've often reached level 30 with this......

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

"You don't have to apologize anymore. This neighborhood has few enemies, so rest here and work out improvements for your next fight."

"-! Will you not abandon me!? If it's a normal party, it's about time you were banished...... thanks! Thanks!

According to Mr. Foll's story, even the PTs I've put together have been dissolved immediately without success.

Por, it seems that there were also players who would escape before formation just by looking at your face, and this is a pitiful situation inside when you ask about the circumstances.

That's right, Por, you too, are making the bat look bad for the impudence of the battle contents right now.

"Sorry... when it comes to my sister..."

"After all, Pol, are you Ciscon?

Ah, Liz finally couldn't bear to ask you that question...

Por, whose mouth was pounding open and closed, turned away slightly and murmured, "Is it bad..."

What a strange creature you are with your Cisco Yankee brother.

"Or it's overprotective, my brother... partly because of my weakness... But are you sure, Mr. Hynd? Wouldn't it be quicker to leave us alone and head east with the others...?

"Well, that's right. Regardless of Hate's mismanagement, it's out of the question that the avant-garde relinquishes his position and leaves the enemy behind."

"Knock..."

Por, you bite your teeth with regret.

So they don't eat at me, which means they have a certain understanding of their current situation.

Then I think there is plenty of room for improvement.

"But I'm not breaking up this party at the moment. Me, you like this TB game, don't you? So I want it to last as long as possible."

"... Yes? Um, what do you mean... what does that have to do with not letting us go...?

"Much of the reason online games end is mainly because of the declining player population - which means it would be negligible, wouldn't it? So I really want to have as much fun playing with as possible other than the people I can't help. And if you can, I want you to play TB for a long time."

……

An instant but dark look on the faces of my brothers and sisters who heard the words Fun, Long,

After all, it's not fun not to be able to put together a PT like this properly either.

"Looking at your current situation… I feel like I'm going to stop playing this game within a short distance. Although it may be depressing on the sidelines..."

"Oh, that's not true! That's... thank you so much, Mr. Hynd...!

"Oh well. Then will you take care of me? I won't let you have that much time. If you change your mind a little bit, you'll be better soon."

Many times Mr. Foll nods with a look like he's about to cry.

And, Por...

"Heind... it's Heind...! You're an awesome guy! Thank you, thank you. Ooh!

"Man crying!? No, Mr. Pol, wait a minute. - Don't hug me!

I thought you'd been trembling for a while, and you'd hold onto me crying.

Liz sighing and Mr. Foll wiping the edge of his eyes didn't help just looking at him for some reason.