Gate of Amitilicia Online

morning. My eyes woke naturally. This is the first time I've slept in GAO, but it didn't feel any different from real life. Really, what's going on with GAO technology?

If you close your eyes and use [audible enhancement], it looks like some of them are already moving outside. It would be ready for breakfast or departure. What, when I woke myself up stretching all the way, the plush that was beside me separated. The jade hunk also moves.

"Morning, Quinn."

Speak up to the partner who slept next to me. Yeah, I was also very comfortable with my mundane hair and body temperature. Don't bother in the summer.

Leaving the tent, the sun was about to rise. There are few clouds in the sky. It's going to be a beautiful day, above all.

Some people are moving, but some still seem to be asleep, so move quietly. The water field in this camp is a river that runs right next to it. Get out there and wash your face. I don't sweat in GAO, so there's no point in washing my face or anything, but it's a matter of mood.

I greet the traveler, who was also here to wash his face, and wriggle the water of the river with my hands. That's cold and pleasant. So when I washed my face, my consciousness, which was still a little blurred, was completely clear. All right, let's do our best today.

Go back to the tent and wear protective gear first. Exactly when I went to bed, I removed my upper body armor. Wearing armor, etc. was still a chilly temperature setting, so the hooded cape should also be woven. Except for the gauntlet. I'm about to get ready.

"Quinn, what about Meshi?

When I asked him if he wanted to serve any meat, he shook his neck to the side and Quinn walked over to the woods. Looks like he's going to procure his own. I'm leaving that area to Quinn's free will, so I have nothing to complain about here. Do I only do things about me?

Fold up the tent, store it in storage, and prepare breakfast. Kama, which fire has been extinguished for a long time, set it on fire again, and hung the frying pan.

The breakfast menu is full of pancakes. Place flour in a wooden bowl, add water and eggs and mix well together. Chop the dried fruit into small pieces and mix it too and cook in a hot frying pan. It's not going to be a plump sweet pancake because I don't have enough.

"Okay, done"

The pancake broth was cooked, so I transferred it to a wooden dish, and now I took out the bacon. Cut into thin, rectangular pieces and cook in a frying pan. Drop eggs after passing through the fire to become crisp, add salt and pepper and stir to scrambled eggs. This is all done. After that, prepare cheese and milk and honey.

"I'll have it."

Hands together for breakfast. I'll try the pancake dressing as it is first. It's a little blurry, but it doesn't taste bad. The fire is coming through. The bread itself is not sweet, but it tastes good because it contains dried fruit. Sweet enough to add a little honey.

Honey over here, it's thicker than anything I've eaten in real life. Wouldn't a female player who likes sweet things jump? I don't know if I have the guts to go buy it in Honey City. I wonder if they handle other stores or something.

Milk is thick and delicious when it comes to thickness. As thin as real milk feels. No, I've heard that freshly squeezed milk tastes thick or something, but is that why? But the delicious is just, so I don't care about the details.

Gently flatten and clean up after. Looks like dishes and pans can be washed straight in the river. The others are doing the same. I don't have detergent or anything, so I washed it easily. Looks like most of the camp folks are awake.

Wash and clean dishes and remove barrels from storage. I carry four barrels of water all the time, one for drinking and cooking, the other three for dismantling and washing tools and prey. I need to refill the one I used yesterday.

The water draw is quite heavy labor, but I manipulate the water with spiritual magic and pour it in as it is. It's not hard if you simply move water around, and as a person who doesn't use much magic in his or her usual hunts, this is the kind of opportunity he or she gets to accumulate experience. But I wonder if the use of spiritual magic is just life-related.

"Good Morning"

When I was working on that, I was called out.

"Good Morning"

Return the greeting and look over there. It was a man with thin golden hair all-back, who looked like he was in his early twenties. Precisely in a journey. The man takes an interesting look at what I'm doing.

"I see, that's how the water draw ends quickly. This is handy."

"It's just laying around."

I guess this kind of usage isn't common, but I'll tell you that.

"No, no, I think it's great to have this idea. The boulders are Gentiles, and they're not the same people whose names are sold."

I called myself a Gentile. So this is the guy, the resident?

"The name is sold, is it? Different people?

"I'll tell you what. I only know one Gentile who acts with Stormwolf, Mr. Fist."

The magic is lifted because water has accumulated in the barrel. Cover and store in storage, gazing at the man again.

"Who are you?

I know names are beginning to be known among the inhabitants. It was motivated by his work in defense. Afterwards, I can tell Quinn stood out because he's walking Einfast. But I get hooked anyway. I don't know exactly what it is, but I don't think that's the kind of interest this guy has in me.

"This is rude. This is who I am."

The man took one piece of paper out of his nose. It is commonly known as a business card. Weirdly enough, I was impressed with whether the world over here also had business cards, but I received them.

The Godview Journal reporter, Ryer...

The Godview Journal, commonly known as The Divine Perspective Newspaper, is an in-GAO PR magazine. Newspapers with incidents and events within GAO, viewable on official HP. And this newspaper, not only the incident, but also the behavior of the players, is sometimes covered, sold within GAO, and residents are supposed to be subscribing to it and reading it. In a way, it's a newspaper that connects players to residents. Incidentally, defensive warfare articles listed casualties and injuries, but Luke and the others [Silverblades] and Reddins [Freedom Warriors] also posted significant activity.

"So, what does that newspaper reporter want with me?

Besides, when my name was Liar. It may be a coincidence, but I only have a bad feeling.

"No, no, I wanted to meet you in person once to see what Mr. Fist, the person in question, was like. I hear rumors."

What rumors, I wanted to hear, but I stopped.

"So, in your eyes, how did I look?

So I ask you something else.

"You look like a good person"

The answer out of the smiling man's mouth was concise.

"No, in fact, you must be a really good person. I once wanted to talk to someone who dealt with you in Einfast, because there was no one to say it badly. You seem to be close to the hunting guilds and the people who make hunting a living."

How far is this guy sniffing around about me? Nothing bad about being known, but it's a relief to be taken up somehow. Even though I'm more conspicuous than any other player about defense fights and Quinn.

"Don't help me if you leave me alone."

"As long as you don't become a whirlpool person, you'll be fine. It's gonna be hard."

You said something ominous...

"Well, if I may just say one thing,"

Until just now, Nico and I never stopped loving each other. Ryer turned true,

"You better watch out for something called your own reputation. A loud voice, a lot of voices, sometimes smears the truth. And it's not uncommon for that to become true to the surroundings. Those who know nothing are prone to dye their colors."

That's all I said, I smiled again, and when I thanked him, I left.

"What was I trying to say?

Honestly, I'm not sure. Is it okay to say that when rumors get famous and have a tail on them, they make weird perceptions? That said, I don't think it's a question of how I can do this.

"Hey, are you awake?"

The eyelid men arrived because of a mistake with Ryer. You're already fully equipped.

"What's up, every problem?

"No, I'm leaving to say hello. Because you took care of me."

said the eyelid man. What a disciplined thing. I drank with him when I said look after him, we watched him together, that would be about it.

"By the way, Fist, you, did you do something?

"Something?

"No, the newspaper reporter just came by and asked about you."

In the burn man's words, I look for Ryer. You're walking away to those assholes. Looks like they're already awake, too. Are you gonna ask those guys about me, too? I don't have the right to stop you, but you're not going to say a lot.

"I didn't do anything to annoy the public."

"That's what happened, I know. Come on. That's not how he does it."

Um, it's kind of uncomfortable getting your ink on Mohican. I know you're not exactly a dick.

"By the way, Fist. Chi, I need a favor."

Moved his gaze as Mohican said. Ahead is the fur of the bison that hung on the dirt wall.

"That fur, can't you ask me to give it to you? Naturally, I'll pay for it."

"Give in? Nothing, but what are you gonna do?

"Isn't it decided? Processing."

"As you can see, this guy's a hobby. I make my own things for the holidays."

... No, no, how do I look at this Mohican looking like a mechanic, eyelid guy? No, if you look closely, the leather armor you're wearing looks fine. Plus, I wear all sorts of accessories, but isn't this all handmade?

"Ooh..."

"There is! Let me take care of it!

I nodded unsure. Throw a cloth bag over here and Mohican turns toward his fur as he makes a small leap. Hitcher, that sounds like a momentum.

I opened the bag and it contains quite a few foreheads. I feel a little more than the market I was checking with my guild. He said yesterday that it was going to sell that high, so I guess that means I'm sure of my eyesight, but is that guy's nostalgia, okay?

"Let's go, then. I know it's okay because it's about you, but just watch out for Brown Bear. Tell them who you met in that camp over there."

"Oh. Thanks for the info."

As the eyelid man and the burn man walked away, they joined the upbeat Mohican man and looked at this one. An eyelid man raises his hand.

"Yes, yes! If you ever come back to Einfast, visit me anytime! We're staying in a place called The Impenetrable Ruin Pavilion! We'll have another drink when we see each other!

What, the vague inn about collapsing or not collapsing... yes! Name!

"Okay! But now, I, I didn't hear your names!

With that said, the eyelid men looked at each other and laughed greatly.

"No, you did! I'm Perch!

An eyelid man said thumbs at himself,

"I'm a crown, man! When I remember!

Mohican named him as he put his fur over his head,

"It's Burn!

said the burning man as he waved.

The three of them leave as they are. What a strange bunch of people, but you were a good one. Hmm? How did those guys know my name? I didn't even have a name. Did you ask around the lyre?

Ma, look. Is Quinn still eating more than that?

I guess I'll make sure I can leave as soon as I get back.