"... Phew"
In the morning, after 9: 00 a little late.
Lynne woke up, moistening her throat with mineral water on her pillow before leaking her exhale.
Next to that Lynne, Nana sleeps without even standing one of her sleeping breaths.
It hasn't changed for a long time. Lynne repeatedly had this sentiment against sleeping Nana.
Nana basically doesn't make a living sound. That's true when you walk, and it's true when you sleep. There is no sign of it, so young Lynne has thought so, as if she were a ninja.
I'm sure Nana won't hear anything about falling asleep delivery.
Thinking about something that doesn't matter, Lynne glances at the sunlight leaking out of the gap in the blackout curtain. Looks like it's a beautiful day, like an idiot.
Today is the day before the event. As for Lynne, it was going to be a bit of a busy day because I had to get back to Fias.
Nana must have some things to do, too, but there's no sign of waking up, no fine dust.
She looked very quiet and Nana kept sleeping.
Since I slept for more than a whole day the other day, Nana was asleep more often when Lynne woke up.
Nana, who shouldn't have a problem with her average sleep of about three hours, is awake earlier and later than Lynne.
Lynne herself takes six hours indispensable each day because of the doctrine of cherishing sleep. Nonetheless, this phenomenon occurs every day.
It's not a rare level of sleeping for more than eight hours. As Lynne, who knows Nana well, I can't help but hold that sentiment.
Though I'm pretty sure it's a blissful time to be able to watch Nana sleep, Lynne thought it would be hard to throw away that she was snuggling up gently when she woke up or greeting me in an apron.
Nevertheless, this is not the first time this has happened to Nana.
It's the third time I've remembered Lynne.
So I'm not worried, but given that we can't really be together in the game, it was Lynne's heart to want to be flirting about when she was in real life.
"Nana, Nana"
"... n"
Shaking her shoulders as she gently called, Nana never woke up, instead Lynne was held by her hand.
This is a manifestation of unwillingness to happen.
I know unconsciously that if I hold my hand, I will never be let go. It's a habit Nana has always had when she wanted to be sweet.
"I can't help it anymore..."
When this happens, it's weak. Just as Nana is vulnerable to Lynne's favors, neither can Lynne be sweetened by Nana to say no again.
More than that, Lynne knows that holding hands for Nana is a very courageous act.
Nana is terrified of herself for touching her human skin.
Ever since I was young, when I crushed my dear mother's hand. Nana has always lived in fright of destroying her loved ones.
Ever since I was young, all the time. Nana is frightened of herself, even when she is with Lynne and can add and subtract her powers.
"It's okay, 'cause I'm here"
Rinne falls asleep to give up getting out of the futon and lean in, rubbing Nana, who was looking just a little bitter.
Do you even have bad dreams? Probably is. Nana now looks terribly like that time six years ago.
I should have forgotten it once, but still that memory is tormenting Nana from the other side of the oblivion.
Still, all this isn't something Lynne can do with her hands. Yes, she understood.
All Lynne can do is lean on Nana for you.
Nana has to get over it herself. The emotions that have sealed the trauma of the past.
I'm sure Nana remembers, as long as there's only a few triggers later. Lynne just didn't have the answer to what to do about the trigger.
"As soon as possible, I hope that time comes"
If you stroke Nana's back loosely as she slept sideways, you can see the expression she was praising dissolved slightly.
It was just a hunch, but Lynne thinks so, that the trigger might come at this event.
Lynne just has to wait for the visit.
"But well... for now, I look forward to starting tomorrow"
Since the first day. Yes, I invited her to WLO to play with Nana, and Linne hasn't been able to play with Nana in nearly two weeks.
Though there are many things to think about, the top priority for Lynne was to enjoy the event with Nana.
"Ha... ha..."
In front of a burning furnace, the rururu beats the steel with a breath of bitterness.
Dark steel that is blacker than black and swallows even light, slap, slap, slap. That steel, which could even lose its shine, returns a terrible load on Lulu's arm every time he taps it.
Overheavy metal. An ultra-heavy metal that is completed by dissolving, mixing and increasing the purity and density of snake metals, which are heavy metals.
has rolled more than ten dark ingots around the ru, all of which were overheavy metal ingots.
"hehe... hehe..."
Gong...... Gong...... Such a heavy sound reminiscent of the tone of the bell rings in the workshop.
looks like Ruru is still going to fall, but he wiggles his hammer with a laugh of fun.
It's all for Skna, who has the talent to use it.
Yes, that is the crystal of Lulu's own aspirations. Or a weapon that could be the first step in that.
Carving a certain rhythm, Haruru keeps hitting it extended.
A mindless workout that lasts more than two hours.
Forging by overheavy metal was about to welcome the good fortune.
Fifth city, Griffith.
In the clan house provided there, Arthur was swinging his sword at a very slow rate.
This is something Arthur should call Routine.
Her so-called "most important workout". No one could understand the meaning of the word, but Arthur did not speak any more.
"Dear Arthur. We have eight knights of the round table who can gather now."
"Thank you for your hard work, Threw."
Arthur, who waves the knife as he dances, responds to a call from Slew.
Arthur summoned members of the round table for the event today.
A knight at the round table. That is the title given to those with the top eleven strengths in the clan Knight of the Round Table.
Though they are scheduled to change every month, the knights today are eleven of the "selection of beginnings". He is a swordsman player with top-of-the-line strength in the current situation, so to speak of a game that has just begun.
Arthur sat down in a specially prepared chair and looked around at the knights waiting for her to appear in the clan house.
"Well... you've gathered well. Especially to Leo, Erumi and Nushi."
"Terrible. Instead, leaders should treat us more."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah"
Two swordsmen called in by Arthur. Leo in first place and Rumi in fourth place kneel in front of Arthur without even showing one of their dissatisfactions when they say they rushed from the sixth city.
"The others used to make time for me. Once the event is over, the time for Selection will come again. I wanted to see Nushi's face once before that."
Selection is a selection PvP tournament that takes place once a month within the clan Knight of the Round Table.
The results of the tournament are reflected in the sequence of the round table as is.
That is to say, the eight people who are now in front of Arthur are survivors of the first choice.
"Hmm, they all look different than they did three weeks ago. Especially turbulent torso. Looks like you've lifted your arms quite a bit."
"Huh! Really!? Glad to hear it."
A knight of full armor praised by Arthur, the mess torso manifests joy like a child.
His ranking is sixth. Having worked harder than anyone since he was chosen as the knight of the round table, he was more than happy to have been recognized for his strength.
Arthur calls out in the order in which he notices him, watching him smile.
"Don't be proud to refine. How's Shoya doing these days?
"Mm-hmm. Sort of a bummer. Oh, I found a beetle restaurant the other day, so I'll send you a location later."
What was this guy doing... I have to admit only his arms grasp Arthur's preferences and come looking for a new store, even though he gets the glance from everyone.
Most importantly, Arthur likes Shoya because he has those arms.
"Here we go!... Hmm, did Merry and Berry change their weapons"
"Yes, I am in the Great Sword"
"I'm on a song knife"
"Mm-hmm. Like I only wear at this event"
The next person I spoke to was two twin swordsmen. Each one wore a dress armor, dressed like a war maiden.
The two sequences are eighth and ninth. Arthur gave encouragement to the eagles when he nodded at them for abandoning his one-handed sword early and choosing his own path.
"Benobenon, you were murdered by a murder princess during this time, weren't you?
"Uh-huh."
Number five, Benobenon. His weapons are extremely rare: dagger duplicity.
That's how he shrunk when Arthur called.
"I need to work out so I can pay him back."
"Yes, no!
Just because PK killed me doesn't mean I have something to lose.
But that's an item or an iris story. The knight at the round table is the face of the clan. Assuming a massive clan of aces lost to PK players, it would have been quite muddy.
I don't care about that, Arthur, but mainly Leo will.
With the intention of making a breakthrough as a clan leader, she spoke to Benobenon.
Okay, and put the foreground, and then Arthur opens his mouth.
"Skna came to see me the other day. Shoya called me."
"Heh. You're here, that girl"
He was a shoya to say with an unexpected look on his face, but the only reason he had that look on his face that he invited himself was because he had no more reason than to call out for a try.
However, Schuya reconsidered that it would be more natural than there was a connection between Toka and Arthur.
"What a talkin 'player... hehe, I think I'm gonna be a good friend"
"A master's friend is... a getty thing... you can eat..."
Aside from what Arthur said in that sense by fulfilling it, as a common perception as a clan member, it was supposed that only those whom Arthur called friends were those who ate together.
So everyone's mind was in tune with the words of the torso while pulling slightly.
Arthur changes the subject again without worrying about such changes in air.
"Well, let's talk about the event. I'm not willing to go for the rankings, but what about Nushi and the others?
Arthur himself is again in a busy period, so he doesn't have enough time to target the rankings in the event.
Nevertheless, as Arthur, who is reading that this event is likely to have quite an impact on future offenses, it was honest to ask someone from the Knight of the Round Table to win the top ranking prize.
If they all give their opinions at the same time, they cannot be heard unless they are also the Holy Prince.
So they quietly raised their hands and expressed their will.
Leo, two of Erumi's front-line offensive groups raise their hands first, and Benobenon also raises his hands out of awkwardness.
Merry and Berry, and the turbulent torso do not raise their hands. Because they are also, like Arthur, players who don't get that much time during the event.
"Leo and Erumi, Benobenon will do well. Oh, hey, Shoya, is that your lord too?
What was surprising to Arthur was that the daylight shower raised its hand even though it was delayed.
"Yeah, well. I got a little time."
"Good. ♪ It's getting fun."
To Arthur, who laughs with pleasure, Threw had no particular opinion.
Arthur's entourage. Because that's the most important style of play for Slew.
More than Arthur said he wouldn't seriously turn the event around, Slew just fits Arthur again.
The approximate flow was determined.
Tensions ran to the cranhouse, which began to loosen slightly, at the next moment.
"Which is why you came together. If there's anyone you want, I'll make it up to you a little."
Arthur's match. It is a time that can also be called a miracle for them who aspired to be knights of the round table in admiration of Arthur's sword moves.
Everyone's gaze staggers in front of Arthur, who has loosened his sword.
Who will be coached number one? The biggest battle before the event was about to break out.
The great sea of trees stretches so close to the fifth city. Towards the depths of what is commonly known as the Lost Forest, Amber was walking alone in the woods.
A few days after Skna and I broke up. The lost forest at dusk is beginning to cast a shadow named Darkness everywhere.
When he reached the place where Zhu's light slipped in slightly, Amber inadvertently stopped.
"I guess it's time to come out"
It reaches deep and far with wonder, even if not loud.
It was the Lord of Sight who had been feeling for the past few days that Amber had chosen a place where no one would disturb him and called him.
"Ugh, you were noticed"
Amber accidentally drank her breath when she saw the blonde red-eyed girl who showed up trying to wrap the darkness around her.
That is the "color" allowed only for blood-sucking species.
Because I knew that there was only one person in this world with this color, except for the Gentile travellers who visit from different worlds.
"Hello, princess of ghosts. Nice to meet you, okay?
"Well, it would be appropriate to begin with the words we exchange, the last blood-sucking species." Heavenly Eye "and should I call it that?
"Whatever you want. There's only one person in this world I want my name to be called."
Think of one of them, or Amber heartily thinks you're right when you see a bloodsucking species spinning words with a maiden in love look.
He is the strongest hero and absolute. She looks like a young girl, even though she says she's far superior from Amber.
Merti Bloodheart, the last bloodsucking species in the world.
After decades, Amber could not hide her surprise at the encounter with a monster she had never met even as one of the world's most powerful men.
"So, what's the errand? Are you here to destroy the ghosts?
"Ha ha, you have an outgoing sense of humor."
Ask Amber to step aside. A black joke made up of knowing each other that it was the goddess who once destroyed the bloodsucking species, but Melty laughed and recieved it.
"You know the Gate opens tomorrow, right?
"Oh, sure. I heard from all over the world yesterday. I guess this is the first time in eight years. As always, the stars are whimsical."
It was a melty cut out abruptly, but Amber nodded all the time saying it was a topic as expected.
Commonly known as the Gate of Trials. It is what transformed the Great Hole for the Seven Stars King to send His Families' Apostles into an infinitely small entrance for the Creator God.
"That's what stars are for. I wiped your ass last time, but this time you seem to have a different taste. It will be a test for the Gentile travelers and an entertainment for those who live in this world."
"Given their exploratory minds and the rewards that God the Creator brings, it would make sense to do so. Above all, they have no concept of death. I'm pretty sure we'd rather leave it to them than shut the gates while humans in this world shred their lives."
Apostle of the Seven Stars King. Or also known as the family of the Seven-Star King, which is the spike of aggression by the Seven-Star King living in different phases (Sola), the great enemy of mankind.
If we cannot defeat it, mankind will perish. Therefore the Creator God slows down the Apostolic Invasion by shrinking the Great Hole to the Gate in order to protect mankind.
If we shred the power of the Seven Star King swirling behind the gate, the strength of the descending Apostle will fall extraordinarily.
Therefore, at great expense, mankind in this world has marched and defeated the Apostle every time the gates opened.
This time, he says, the Gentile travellers will take care of it. Being transcendental to death, they would weaken the Apostle unprecedentedly by continuing to fight.
In that sense, as an amber, I didn't feel any problems at all, but there were some worries.
"Though they are still young and immature warriors. No matter how weakened you are, it's a delicate place to slaughter the Apostle."
Amber's concerns were particularly acute.
No matter how much power the Seven Stars King shreds behind the gate, the Apostle will never die.
It is the first time that the warriors chosen by the Creator have been able to fight their final battles and defeat them, shredding their power and isolating them from the other world.
It was not difficult to imagine that if we defeated the showdown in the other world, we would show up in the world and become a recurrence of the disaster of eight years ago.
"If we go out there, it's going to inhibit their growth."
"Given the possibility of loss of human life, there's no way."
"... which way, when I leave, I will ruin my surroundings with the Apostle. I'll leave it to you this time. Assuming, of course, that when they couldn't defeat it."
The apostle is strong. They are also named class monsters or named themselves, therefore.
In other words, I guess Melty came to Amber to ask for this. It was Amber who searched for those who could destroy the Apostle without causing mass destruction.
Amber, so convinced, pulled out his shoulder strength.
"So, where do you plan to appear this time?
"In the future I watched, the city of beginnings. That's the worst selection I've ever had."
"The weakest land? It would be a terrible disaster if the apostle came to light."
"If you were listening to the announcement, you'd understand, but this time the gate will be broken in seven days. Make sure you get to the beginning of the city by then."
"Oh, I was counted on by someone as powerful as you. I'll make sure it's protected."
Was that Amber's reply sufficient, and Melty flips that body when she nods as relieved.
It was a totally unexpected encounter, but it was a worthwhile time just to say that I also met the most powerful hero for Amber.
"Hey, you... you want to resurrect the gods? Or do you want to create a new god?
Amber, who was distracted from watching him leave, unwittingly solidified to an unexpected inquiry.
Because I had no idea what that question meant.
"Generate? What the hell is that...?
"No, if you don't understand. You are so rude to doubt the existence of goodness."
Saying so without looking at Amber, Melty melts into darkness.
"God's seal makes sense. Just remember that."
Melty's figure disappeared completely, and only a voice like its aftermath reached Amber.
Amber exhaled heavily, understanding that he had also unraveled the overwhelming presence that crushed everything and had left completely.
"… meaning of sealing, or"
I know that stuff a long time ago.
Amber, who shrugged so much to mock herself, began walking again toward the haunted.