VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

"I feel manneri! So, there it is!

……

Tobi mentioned that a week after the culinary contest.

Sometimes the blank period is two weeks this time, and I can understand what Tobi has to say...

Doesn't that happen when you're making tobi throwing items for everyone in the migratory birds?

"Roasted Balls" are now being produced in large quantities in the mixing room.

"... so what exactly are you trying to say? You are."

"I want to do something unusual!

"You're tired of simple tasks, Tobi..."

"You, that's all I got. MMORPG is a habit where simple work is important..."

"No, no, no, no! You do it right, the usual tasks! Otherwise, it's going to be sad where it matters! I'm not, and I'm telling you to do something unusual when this is over! Make a difference, make a difference!

Oh, my God, there's nothing to complain about if that's the case.

I do have free time...... they've all got levels kansted and less to do.

At the end of the day, there are no events, and equipment needs to be updated.

"- Oh, me too! I want to do something too!

"Don't hold your hand, Mr. Yumil"

"Oh, yes."

Yumil, who assists Liz in formulating gunpowder, raises her hand vigorously to express her approval.

Though, you don't all have a specific idea of what you're going to do... oh, yeah.

It's a corner, so this is your chance to move on?

"I have a good idea!

"Huh, Lord Hynd! It's a dialogue that smells like failure anyway...... and what?

"Let's move on with the quest. There's something special about the royal palace."

"Whoa! Are you the queen!?

Everyone but Tobi, who heard my words, looked at each other and looked bitter.

You don't like Queen Patra that much?

But it is not the Queen's quest that I take this time.

"Don't worry, it's not the Queen's quest. Mr. Serene, was the conversation with NPC okay?

"Oh, yeah. Here's the thing... if you're not someone who feels like you're coming, you're fine."

"Copy that. The two of you..."

"If it's not the Queen's quest, I don't mind."

"If it's not the Queen's quest, we'll be happy to go!

"Ooh. I hope I don't have to see you once I'm in the royal palace..."

Honestly, I can't read the Queen's actions.

They don't always seem to be between the thrones, and I've seen ministers and samurai looking around.

"Isn't she the queen... too bad..."

Such a Tobi grunt was passed by the women who continued their production work.

The royal palace of Warha is lavishly constructed with abundant water, as it demonstrates its power.

Securing water resources in the desert is more valuable than piling up how much gold... so let's see.

Through a garden with a magical fountain and into a giant white building in the sun of the desert.

Watching it all the time in the game is going to paralyze me, but it's an amazing building to see up close again.

Yumil, who was slowly leading the way, looks back.

"So, where do I go? Heind."

"You, you didn't hear me talking to the gatekeeper? This is Mr. Albor's office. I need to talk to Mires there."

"Mires...... who is it?

Other members, including myself, peeled at the reaction of the humil.

Seriously, this guy... I've seen him less often, but he's an NPC who always shows his face for important occasions, right?

"... the last time I saw it was when the item contest was supposed to be"

"Mm? Item Contest......"

"You're the first local with a name I met when I came to Warha."

"Mmm?"

"Look, Mr. Yumil, it's that guy. Desert Owl Pavilion, of Mr. Yaed's junior......"

"- Oh! Okay! Head of the Royal Palace Warriors!

"It wasn't long, until I got the answer. I've only met him three times. They were all impressive."

"Oh, is that so? Thinking about it, I think it's Ali who keeps getting closer."

Members snort at my words.

As for its involvement with the overall NPC within Warha, so far only the commercial district, which shops often, feels superior.

It's partly because I've been everywhere for every event, but honestly the current situation is that as a player I've been lonely since the early days, I've had so little interaction.

Where I want to make good use of this blank period and do a lot of things for special quests to occur.

Let's start with Warriors Corps Leader/Mires......

That's why we asked the soldier in front of the Queen's office, Grandpa Albor, to let Mires through.

"Oh, migratory birds! What did you do today?

Mirez, a tough young man with shallow black skin, greets him with a smile.

The reason I'm already so fond of you is because we brought down Basilisk and Mr. Yade's references.

By the way, according to the information we got on the bulletin board, in its initial state, it said, "Who are you guys? What can I do for you, Royal Palace?" He takes a strict eye attitude with the dialogue.

We've skipped a lot, but depending on our liking, they're going to remember our names, or we're going to have this soft attitude.

"I was asked by Captain Miles before to teach a military coach for a desert owl"

"Sincerely, Lord Hynd!? I appreciate this, then hurry up! Lord Albor, with this I am!

"- Oh, this! The story is still... utterly, crudely..."

Mires hastily left the room.

Perhaps he's gone to collect soldiers.

The rest of us turned to Mr. Albor after we saw the soldier closing the door from the outside, smiling bitterly.

I haven't spoken to Mr. Albor much, so subtly awkward air......

He's sitting deep in the chair in front of the executive desk without saying anything to us.

"... Mr. Hynd. The one I prepared earlier..."

"Oh, I did!

With Liz pulling my sleeve, I remembered that I had something to give Mr. Albor.

Operate the inventory, grab a bunch of cloth and give it away.

"Go ahead, Mr. Albor. I brought you a souvenir."

"To the eagle? What the hell...... this is!

"It's a damp cloth. At the time of the contest, he liked it."

"Oh, my God, help me!... By the way, things are for consultation. Can you put this on my back quickly?

"Yeah, I don't mind."

"No, no, not your lord. Hopefully to someone in your young stomach..."

... erotic, this guy.

Mr. Serene waves with tremendous momentum and refuses, Liz exposes his discomfort, and Yumil puts a question mark on his head... yeah, that's settled.

When I called Yumil by invitation, I took off my upper body clothes and made him stand in front of Mr. Albor, who turned his back.

And let me have a damp cloth and say something.

"Yumil, stick it to him. Don't hesitate."

"Okay! Then Albor, I'll stick it to you!

Yumil approaches the damp cloth in his hand.

Having heard that tense voice, Mr. Albor rushed to turn around, but it was already too late.

"Ma, wait no! From that daughter, I feel the same fluctuations as the princess - ooh!?

"Where's the rest of it? I'll stick you more, Albor!

Bitterns, bitterns and a thin way to apply compassion fill your back with a damp cloth.

Speaking of which, the queen pasted it in a similar way......

Mr. Albor, who eventually covered his back in damp cloth, said this with a complex look as he sat back in his chair and relaxed.

"... I thought I'd ask the Lord to stick it next..."

"Yeah, that would be nice"

"Hmm? I'll be next."

"Ha, to Heind! I'm gonna ask Heind. It's gonna be okay! And your hands stink, huh? This time I borrowed my stomach's hand because it failed... my stomach always has to smell good! Ugh?"

"Right. Then we have no choice!

Seeing Yumil pull back, Mr. Albor looked heartfelt.

I have difficulty deciding whether my preference has increased or decreased in this case.