VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

"That was an easy win! Is that what this is?

Yumil fucks.

We have just broken up with two of our collaborators' medium-sized ships and returned to Sarah's sea.

It is a dignified return with minor damage and immediate repair.

But I also can't deny the feeling that Yumil was slightly clapped out, as he put it.

"Right, more than I thought... though it's also evidence that the top line is that far ahead"

"If you're struggling around here, you won't be able to win the fight."

Obviously stronger than their opponents in the lower point band, but no problem if they're not surrounded.

As mentioned earlier, there is a slight number of differences in the performance of the "Prinkeps Sara" just to bounce off.

I don't know how well the crew just makes use of it. Something like that.

"What do we do? You want to go to another fight?!?

"I don't have a problem with the damage to the ship, but I can't do it."

"Why!?

"Don't be that pattern when you come aboard. But it's bedtime."

"Dejavu!"

The time is about to go around 23: 00.

Sometimes it's too late for junior high school students to be awake, and all three seem to sleep without seeing Siesta.

When I glanced at it, Yumil pulled back convinced.

"Yes, you were scolded before..."

"Don't worry, at this pace, we can catch up to the top by the end of the weekend when the event ends. We're even closer to 1,000 points in the current battle."

"If we hardly lose in the future, it will be"

"Because that's a prerequisite. I'm late for the start."

"Really, you can go home, right?

You were listening to me, Siesta calls me relaxed.

That's it for tonight.

"Oh, let's go home to the harbor"

The next two or three days will continue to behave in the same way as today.

Return the ship to port, request repairs and log out.

But the next day, right in front of us who achieved over a thousand points...

"Ah."

"What's up? Heind."

"Look at that. Especially points."

More than 1,500 ships pass through.

... a ship or a fleet, that is.

It is well balanced with small, medium and large, and I find it hard to reach easily.

Yumil looked at the fleet with binoculars, then checked the point to brighten his expression.

"- Whoa!? Fight!?

"No, you can't? There won't be enough heads to fight."

A guild I don't know...... only large ships that look like flagships are over 1500, and there are a few different guilds around.

But they are also in a state where 800 is the lower limit and a few of the ones on the 1000 are also.

I'm not a very single-ship opponent.

"Besides, there's no reason to leave the rescue targets alone on the way, is there?

"Uhm... you've really got more requests for rescue, since yesterday"

We are currently escorting a small ship at point 600.

We've sunk one of the larger ships we've been chasing, and we've been escorting them all the way outside the waters.

As expected, the number of attacks along with over 1,000 points decreased, instead relying more on fleeing ships.

Where the small ship has reached the safety zone, the points are transferred in a whisper along with a thank you signal….

"... I don't feel bad about this, but don't you want to fight flashy about it?

In Yumil's words, an air of affirmation with no one spreads on the spot.

As a matter of fact, it's been a repeat of rescue and escort since earlier.

"You'll get bored, without a change..."

"Rescue is also low point attenuation, though solid. Now, we're almost on the 1100, right? Princeps Sarah's Points"

"But Liz, you're losing your mouth just now. Honestly, you're getting tired of it, aren't you?

"... well, that's right. Mr. Heind is right."

Getting a stakeout with MMORPG with a lot of repetitive work always depends on how we do it.

For that reason, the rescue iterations are cut up once.

"... try to chase it or the fleet just now"

When I squeal like that, everyone reacts as if something like the fatigue that was drifting aboard was paid off.

"Oh, are you serious, Lord Hynd!

"As far as I'm concerned, it's a wish or a fulfillment... okay?

"Worst of all, you can just take a tour away from how you're fighting. What about everyone else?

Asking Hina Birds and Mr. Serene, this one still seemed to be getting somewhat tired of the iterative work.

I got one acknowledgment after another, so I decided to go after the fleet.

"Senior, can I use auto mode for a while? I mean, I've already set it up."

"Fine. Good day, Siesta. And Signeria."

Apparently it fixed the course in the direction where the fleet was no longer visible.

The two of the bridges can take a break from this, too.

"Yes, by the way, Senior Hynd, if you're going to fight..."

"Talking about speed? Hmmm...... Full opening when running away when it's in danger, I guess. Though I don't really want to see it, Signeria and Siesta need to get used to the maximum speed."

"It takes practice, too. Senior Se is also looking to see the highest speed in action as soon as possible."

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Serene, who was listening to this one, slips his hand in surprise while organizing his inventory nearby.

It was the ore that fell and fortunately it doesn't seem to have broken.

"Eh... you get it? Siesta..."

"Are you worried that the repaired hull will withstand the maximum speed of the engine? Does it fit?

"Ugh, yeah, right. I'm going to make it perfect, but in the end, it's a joint-on."

"The ship carpenters Porto's people pushed their heartbeat, so I don't think you need to worry..."

Say the words so Signeria can follow you.

That bunch of ship carpenters are top craftsmen by Sarah's side.

Without His Royal Highness Tio's introduction, I wouldn't have even been able to ask him to do it properly.

"Absolutely stronger than it was at the time of construction. 'Cause Kuna also said with her chest up!

"Oh, Rico, there he is."

"There he is!? Shh, that's terrible!

"I mean, when did this kid get along? It's communal, isn't it, Rico?"

"Drop it up...... you're a schemer, Shh! Be honest and happy, even if you know it!

"Yes, yes, it is, isn't it"

Siesta stroking Liquorice's head around miscellaneously.

... are two people who, as always, have the same real age, but feel a great opening to mental age.

This is why I guess we don't have to fight at all if we don't feel comfortable.

"What the hell, Senior Seth. The person who pushed my heartbeat is subtle, but I give birth - but I give birth - heck!

"Ruined!?

"That's really ruined, Shh..."

To Siesta, who sneezes where it matters, Mr. Serene began to laugh shaking his shoulders about whether he got into the bump or not.

Whatever it is, it's good that anxiety seems to have blown away somewhere with the sneeze. Good.

While we were talking about that, I could see the fleet earlier...