Lignus Continental Biography

‘Tired.'

Is it because I woke up? As I felt fatigue in my closed eyes, the arc slowly began to relax from my eyes.

As the swarm of light surrounding him disappeared, the game would begin once it finished loading, and I was going to close the save immediately.

‘I hope tomorrow is Saturday. ’

So the ritual of kindness began to gradually fade away.

* * *

[Get up!]

When I woke up every morning at 6: 00 in the morning when I was in high school in school, especially when the lake was in high school, that was one of the sounds that the lake hated the most.

It was because I had to sleep late because of studying, and the school where the lake was only five minutes away from home.

[Oh, can't you wake me up a little later? I don't have anything to do up early. It's close to the school.]

However, this complaint of kindness did not even work for my mother. That is why if you keep getting up late, you will eventually become lazy.

In the end, the arc cried all through school and had to wake up at six in the morning to eat mustard.

And this weather habit has been a great help in living the lakes. Especially in the early days of military life, the boat was never penalized when it was never too late to sleep.

[Look at this? You're not getting up.]

“Just a little……. ”

Was it a high school deja vu? You close your eyes to a voice that leads to a familiar pattern and make a sound of pain.

But soon, I woke up and opened my eyes. It was because he realized that his world was not in reality, but in the game of Lignus continental electricity.

“Oh, sleeping in bed helps with fatigue.... ”

After meeting Goddess Rachel for a long time on the continent, I can only recall a vague faction-selection event that started after I met her. Fortunately, the race selection event was not very long.

What I immediately remembered was that if I met the leaders of each faction at the Temple of Choice, I could choose my faction and watch the event flow like water, I could play the game in earnest.

‘I need to go to bed quickly. ’

With a sigh, the arc raised its gaze forward with a blurry face.

In the eyes of such an arc, the woman wearing a silver armor lifted her feet as if she was about to slap something down.

It was easy to know who the target was. It was because the hard boots made of iron were getting closer to their faces.

“Huh?! ”

The arc quickly took a reflexive step backwards. Even though it was a virtual reality and a world with limited sensation, I wanted to stop being branded on NPC's feet for no reason.

And a powerful kick, accompanied by a rich voice, swiftly grazed the tip of the arc.

“Now you're awake. If I had a cowardly Summoner who still hasn't regained consciousness, I wouldn't be in charge. Come out! You're the last one. ”

An annoying sound came from the mouth of the man. As she lowers her foot, you hear the sound of metallic boots touching the ground.

I was amazed at the sight of the Heroic Corps, where I felt a slight tremor of pressure.

‘Lignus continental electricity. This technology from Korea is so incredible that it doesn't make sense. ’

This technology, which embodies a reality that is as perfect as reality in order for users to feel a variety of emotions in a non-reality reality, is simply astonishing.

I understood why there were so many slaves praising Korea.

‘But the last play didn't come true like this. ’

Something seemed to be a little higher than before.

Let's just enjoy it a little bit longer, shall we? ’

I thought well for tomorrow, but I thought I would only sleep on the sadness if I closed the event and closed the connection.

Anyway, my heart tickled because I felt like playing with a new mind without writing an editor.

“If I see myself still lying there, do I have enough lives to test my patience? ”

"Belly's?"

The arc carefully examines the target's identity in close proximity to the threat's voice, checking its familiar face and nodding slightly.

Beline Croart. She was one of the many characters in the Rignus World War and was known to the lake.

< hero info (status) >

1. Name: Beline Croart (Female)

2. Affiliation: Golden Crow

3. Level: 147

4. Occupation: Royal Night (B)

5. Detailed Ability

Tong: 342/500 (S)

Power: 266/300 (A)

Stamina: 116/200 (B)

Politics: 109/200 (B)

Charm: 87/100 (C)

6. Characteristics: Unable to confirm due to low preference.

7. Skill: Not verifiable due to low preference.

8. Favorability: 2/1000

The present self, which was only an F rank, was a high rank hero that was hard to look at. But that was it.

‘Class B isn't that high. ’

Despite being a B rank, Beline was clearly a capable hero, given that she became a S rank.

However, the ship saw the end of the Rignus continental electricity. At the time of the unification of the continent, he held it under the control of great heroes that existed on the continent, not a single one below the S rank.

Moreover, ratings did not represent everything in judging a hero's competence.

‘Besides, there are so many scary gamers from my country...' ’

Among the users who have dedicated their lives to the League's continental electricity, some use their gaming experience to be unconscious compared to detailed abilities.

What about here, by the way? ’

As I looked around, I noticed a stone wall with a colorful pattern. This building, which looked like an ancient Greek architecture, must have been a temple of choice.

Beline Croat then appears to be the hero who will take her to the altar of choice, where the leaders of the different races gather.

“Summoner, get ready quickly! ”

When Belline's voice is heard again, the arc raises its head. Then he leaves the door first and starts following behind her.

“It's been a while. ”

The walls of the temple, painted with colorful paintings, were mysterious and beautiful enough to impress the first users of Rignus continental electricity.

Belline coughs roughly, but the lightly ignored lagoon enjoys the sight of the temple for a long time.

How many steps could he have taken? The stairs leading to the altar begin to appear in front of the lake.

The altar of the temple, which was known to have shaped the sun, was set in a clockwise direction with seven small altars of flame around a huge circle.

‘That is the altar of choice. ’

And the first time users started the game, they were able to choose the factions they wanted to play on the altar of choice inside the temple.

Well, it wasn't a particularly meaningful move. Users who played the game were able to change their faction to a faction that wanted to play themselves at any time if only they could face penalties.

After all, the large circular altar that appeared as you walked up the stairs was the place where you would stand.

After the user stood on the altar, the seven altars that looked like flames, the leaders of each tribe, including Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Demibeasts, Celestials, Horsemen, and Spirits, appeared.

“What kind should I try this time? ”

In my previous play, I chose the Humans. Humans who were rated below average in all respects were not particularly attractive.

Humans, however, were also one of the most user-selected factions in the Rignus continental electricity. It was because I was that familiar.

After all, the ship started with the Humans and unified the continent into the Arctic Empire.

For this reason, I wanted to play the game as a non-human species this time. But that was the end of the idea of arc.

“Ha! That's ridiculous. Who are you so confident you're choosing over a Summoner? ”

Belline Croat's cold voice digs into the arc's ears. Given Belline Croat's liking, which I've just seen before, her reaction was somewhat natural.

“…… What are you talking about? ”

But I've been getting more and more concerned with her name, which she calls her Summoner.

“Literally. I want you to know the subject. Summoner.”

“ ……. ”

When I heard a voice full of unpleasantness, I sighed deeply. However, it was only my own loss when I was angry with someone who showed low liking.

As the Humans had no intention of playing anyway, there would be no more encounters with her after the event at the Temple of Choice.

It's annoying, but what's in the game anyway. The internal affairs of virtual reality were not superficial enough for one of these emotions.

“Okay, I get it. Then why did you just call me a Summoner? ”

“Hmph!”

Is it because of my low liking? Belline did not answer the question of favor. Eventually, he gave up listening to the answer and began climbing the stairs leading up to the altar of choice with the idea of having to save quickly and end the game.

It's overwhelming.

As I stepped up the stairs, I could feel the eyes of the tribes appearing on the altar of flames looking towards me.

Summoner, summoner.

“What? He looks very weak, too. ”

“Oh my! It's a boy! Look at that soft skin! Even if I put it in my mouth... ”

“Hey! You! Look at this place! ”

“Shut up…. ”

At the altar of flame, the lake continued to climb the stairs, seeing how much interest each faction had in itself.

‘Arnen Lineh, Irene Artia……. ’

Some of them looked familiar. Heroes representing the Rignus continental electricity were the main heroes of each faction that were loved by gamers.

It really is the beginning of a new game

I started climbing the circular altar without hesitation, thinking about my future adventures.

It was then.

“Rrrrgh!”

A terrible scream echoes across the altar.

‘What?! ’

The cheer that was heard from everywhere with the screams grows. However, the arc could not afford to pay attention to the cheerfulness of such NPCs.

I heard something I shouldn't have heard. The steps of the arc up the stairs begin to accelerate.

The closer the altar got, the more districts seemed to rise within the fierce rain, but the lagoon endured.

As soon as I stepped onto the altar of choice, the face of the lake was bleeding. The sight in front of me was enough to cool the body of the arc that was beating my chest with a new start until just now.

“What nonsense?! ”

The head of the arc moves quickly to the left and to the right. There were more than a hundred people gathered at the altar of choice that only you could choose.

They were all trembling with fear because of the screams before. And the arc could easily figure out why.

It was because a man in his thirties, who had given him a bloodied shoulder, could see tears pouring out of his face.

“Whoops!”

Then the arc had to spill a lot of vomit that had been patient. It was because he saw grotesque footage of a creature chewing off a man's severed arm with a roar.