VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

In the meantime, the first thing you do when you get a ship is maneuver practice.

Although it is the ship that has been able to obtain something special after a difficult quest, it is two or three steps behind other players.

We're the only ones on the boat anymore.

One queen line, including His Highness Tio, and all the way down to the ship's carpenters and engineers.

"In the first place, can the eight of us maneuver such a big ship?

"Using magic control and maneuvers, even large ships can operate in small numbers. A lot of voices said that shelling was difficult when Reid was there, so they changed the specifications pretty much everywhere... Oh, here we go."

While answering Yumil's voice, try to manipulate it closer to the control board located on the deck.

It is also designed to be friendly to small groups like us that allow speed control, direction of travel, and even some degree of automatic navigation.

It is arranged so that it can be easily accessed where it is necessary to operate, mainly on the deck.

... although this would also be a big part unique to 'Princeps Sara'.

"Difficult? Where?

"Um..."

Half-eyed at Yumil's questionable voice.

A slightly frightened gaze from other members.

"... All right, all right. I just found a shelling practice mode, so let Yumil experience it."

"Mm, what's that? That sounds like fun!

"Oh, the awkward want to do it too!

"All the vacant members besides the pilot and the engineer have become systems like shelling personnel, so we can do it at the same time. Well, let's just... let's all do it. Artillery Practice"

"Um, I'll do it!

"Except without Mr. Serene!

"... Huh?

The ship and the surrounding ocean are covered in enclosures that make the duel field huge, and dummy boats appear.

Simulation mode for manoeuvring.

"Okay, Mr. Serene. I'm sorry..."

"Yeah, I'm being targeted on the console. Hynd, I know what you're trying to do..."

"Excuse me. Well, get in position. Oh, anywhere, but starboard, starboard."

The rental 'large steam magic vessels' and 'large magic sailboats' were a system in which the shooters could aim in bulk and fire all the artillery….

There are many opinions such as "difficult to understand the situation outside", "difficult to rush when the cannon seat is far away" and "I can't hear my allies, I feel weak and lonely working together", which were changed in bulk to a system for manually firing cannons placed on decks that were employed on medium-sized and small ships.

Without this change in specification, it is possible that Princeps Sarah would have looked different now too...... either way.

"On the previous rental ship, there was a cannon on the side of the hull, not on the deck, right?

"Right. Maybe a smooth white soldier battle on a ship - called a transfer attack. I think it was unified in this form even on a large ship so that it could move into a transfer attack."

"Uh, sure, at the event we're doing right now..."

"Yeah, that's the thing"

Liquorice listened to Siesta whine and said she asked more questions......

As far as the event is concerned, for now, after the ship's manoeuvres are over.

First of all, like your hands and feet - you don't have to be able to move the ship properly.

All right, let's start shooting.

"... Hynd. More, all guns, fire! Like, simultaneous shelling! Feeling good like..."

"... take good aim."

"Ignore it!?

What would not have reached such a level is something you would know if you tried.

First of all, adjust the angle of the cannon... Whoa, they need to get into the calculation until the wave shakes or something.

But if you don't try shooting, it's not a fix or anything, so you get into the firing system step by step.

The shells are self-loading, and when the bar shown in front of you is full...

――

"- Oh, nothing. - Yeah! Wahaha!

I blocked my ears just in case, but it's a tremendous shock and explosion.

Even Yumil's stupid big voice almost scratches off, and the shell cuts the tide and pushes on.

But the bullet I shot landed far back of the canoe.

Other members' bullets were similar, only jumping water splashes between Bashabasha and the waves.

"... what?

"Ma, it's only the first shot! You shoot a few shots, you're gonna hit it!

"Yeah, well, you should try your best"

After that, I didn't even hit a few shots.

When the target is too small, I try to change it to a medium-sized ship, a large ship, but it doesn't develop.

Still, as a result of bringing the large ships a little closer together......

"Oh, I hit it! You hit it, Senior Hynd!

"Oh, that's Cyneria. Archers are good at targeting after all"

"Damn, why... why not..."

"Oh, by the way, when you actually fight, your opponent's ship moves, too. It's just floating now, so if you can't hit this..."

"Nooooooooooooo!!

Yumil threw her body over the deck screaming.

On that back, a knox flying off my shoulder lands magnificently.

"Duh, what is it, this?

"It's a surrender."

"Can't you do it normally, this guy..."

"So Yumil. You got that? Difficulty in shelling."

"Ok......"

Remaining depressed, Yumil replies weakly.

He was mistaken because it was what Mr. Serene was hitting a bang shell in the Reid battle.

"They're still flying with beautiful parabolas. When I fought Reid, he flew all over the place like an old cannon."

"What!?

gets up bulky - not only gets up and stuffs over here.

At the same time, the jumped Knox winged and returned to my shoulder.

When I nodded that I was definitely half-step down, Yumil looked stunned and now saw Mr. Serene.

"Ugh, yeah. The effective range was pretty short, and ballistics fell apart and it was tough. Kraken's body was big, so I figured it out, though."

"... but ask. What about this cannon?

"Huh? Uh... I think this cannon can hit even a fairly remote target because of its good accuracy. For example -"

Mr. Serene used the operating board to make one small ship appear in its first distant position.

And attach it to the cannon that Yumil was using, and set a target.

"Hey... that's pretty heavy... yeah, around here"

The cannon enters the firing system.

Mr. Serene fine-tuned his orientation to critical as he stared, gently blocking his ears and distancing himself from the cannon.

Shortly afterwards, the roar of the firing shivers the ambient air.

Iron balls thrust through a clear sky and landed on a small wooden ship.

And this is where the magnificent crushing noise unique to wooden arrives.

……

Not only Yumil, but no one... we couldn't say anything either.

The small, shattered ship eventually disappears into the waves.

"Like this, I think you can somehow guess at this distance.... mi, guys? What's the matter with you?

"... Isn't it all just Seth now?

Yumil, who dropped her shoulder, crouches down and sighs.

Keeping his butt on the deck, he looked up at Mr. Serene in a gym seat.

"What!? Mm, I can't, we all have to shoot or we won't have the pressure!? Well, practice and you'll be fine, Mr. Yumil! Hey!"

"I don't care if Sepp tells me you've had a successful long-range shelling without practice..."

"Here, bully me. If all this awesome Mr. Serene would play the role of teacher, there would be no shortage of anything, would there? I can't shoot all the cannons on my own, and we need to keep it a little better."

"Ugh, yeah. If it's okay with me, I'll do my best to teach you!

"Don't get me wrong. Mr. Serene is not a contender, he is a teacher. All right?"

- Oh, my God, that would be nice.

"Aren't you getting back on your feet fast!?

So the practice of shelling Mr. Serene as a teacher began.

However, without a guide to gameplay ballistic prediction, angle adjustment is also cynical, so it's not that easy.

Finish your practice and go into a break or no or Siesta walks over flirtatiously.

"Seniors -..."

"Duh, what's wrong? Drunk?"

"No, I'm usually tired...... why are you so troublesome? What kind of adjustment is this when there is a request for improvement..."

"... you really want me to play the White Soldier War, maybe. What do you think of Liz?

Unlike Siesta, I asked Liz, who approached me with a firm foothold.

At a distance, the current story should have sounded like Liz as well.

"I thought Mr. Hynd was right. That's not the case with small ships, and Seth is the exception, is it?

"Oh, I know. So?"

"If you're short-tempered, you're going to abandon long-range warfare early. It's going to be like a simple Gilmouth somewhere."

"Uh, convinced...... if you don't hit me, I'll get you in directly! It would be a targeted thought..."

You look like a pirate, and Siesta whines as she leans against me.

In fact, I remember that the pirates, unable to procure artillery loaded warships, were working acts of looting, mainly in such transfer attacks.

Liz took out the chair for her phone and slapped her in the seat with a bang, so I held Siesta and moved her there.

"- Well, then, bye, seniors. It is for us that the cannons can no longer be managed in bulk by Senior Serene alone…"

Needless to say, it's negative.

"Gaddem!"

"Why English..."

"It's filthy, Mr. Siesta"

"'Cause after all the trouble, you're down in battle, right? Ha..."

Siesta exhaled a long, long time.

However, nothing like this is only happening to Siesta.

Everyone is starting to see tiredness in the difficulty of handling cannons.

In this case, right......

"In action… try to jump in"

"In action!?

Yumil flew off the edge of his sight when he heard it was not so loud, in action.

... No, there's still steering practice or something?