Log Horizon

A large-scale battle (Reid) is a battle conducted jointly by more than six Adventurers, a limited number of normal party actions. It was highly challenging (end) content from the time when Elder Tail was a game, and many of the highest peaks of numerous quests were large-scale combat.

Even when it comes to large-scale combat at a bite, there are several types of it. Divided mainly by the size of the number of people and composed of a maximum total of ninety-six people, it is called Legion Reid, but the number of quests that require it is not much more than the sum of all the level bands across the Yamato server.

The most common and said to have condensed the flavor of large-scale combat is the scale of combat, or full raid, which binds four parties of six. This massive battle, which required a total of twenty-four participants, was a floral form of honor in the server, and where "Elder Tail" was once still the game was featured in-game news with predictions and announcements of what the big guilds would accomplish every weekend.

The Tea Party of the Prodigal (DeBeauchelli), to which Shiloe used to belong, was also an organization that targeted this full raid. In Legion Reid, which requires more than a hundred participants, including reserve personnel, there is no doubt that Full Reid was a sunny arena to attract the attention and popularity of the servers, even if there was a reality that it was no match for a very large guild.

Although generally misunderstood, what is needed for large-scale combat is not a powerful piece of equipment.

If an introduction to large-scale combat requires a grade of gear or stunts that can only be obtained in large-scale combat, there will be no player to play this end content. No matter how difficult the quest is, it's designed that way as a game. Without a playable user, the operating company no longer knows what it prepared that content for.

It must be difficult but not impossible to clear in order to be a player's longing. Designing Reid Content requires taste and experience.

What does good reid content mean?

In a time when "Elder Tail" was once a game, there were such words in messages from game producers called designer letters.

- Growing content with your peers.

Siloe thinks it means exactly what it says.

Reid is the content of difficulty that a group of people with equipment and strength at a certain point can break through by repeating the practice. Practice in this case is an analysis of how its reid content works, an investigation of enemy properties, the planning of appropriate operations, or a mastery of collaboration in carrying out that operation.

Of course, performance as a game character is important. With that, we can do everything we can to break through Reid content. But then, sooner or later, I will snort with content that requires high performance. So what we need is consciousness unity and willingness communication among our members, and connections between humans that go beyond game characters such as equipment and stunt grades.

In other words, if you're serious about challenging highly challenging Reid content, you need a companion that you can call your allies. Mastery of collaboration takes time. Entering a tough battle in the "Adventurer" of the Gathering can get worse from the level of difficulty demanded to the relationship. If that happens, a community like the Alliance cannot escape collapse.

That's why Siloe was suffering.

Siroe has gained a lot of knowledge through Operation Zantreef Recapture. Even Shiloe, who was an ancient Ginseng player, has gotten so many times the Friends List so far. But don't let me contact you through that fantasy. The best chance of winning is to make a request to a large guild specializing in Reid treading, such as D.D., the Black Sword Knights, or the Westwind Brigade, but you can see that all of Akiba's key battles are under the watchful eye of Plant hwyaden and a further regiment. No, Siroe confirms that he's under factual surveillance. It is not possible for Siloe to move these forces.

Of course there are individual "adventurers" and well-armed people. But Reid is collective content, so mastery in a group is impossible. Risk increases in ready-made organizations. That would be fine if we were to gradually get to know each other from now on, but I want this assignment to be completed quickly. Thinking about it, I'm also hesitant to set up a new organization.

There would have been nothing wrong with the Prodigal Tea Party. Siloe thinks so. If it were that lifeless bunch, any Reid would have taken it on in two replies. It seems to float in my eyelids to rush out with odd noises when it's a soaked turi. If Kanami's companions only saw every difficulty at a glaring opportunity, this mission would have been perfect.

"Okay. Fine."

So Shiloe spat out the relief and the range to that lame reply, though desperately suppressed.

The silver-haired man in front of him accepted Siloe's request with a complex look on his face.

This is Suskino. One of only five player towns in Japan. In the real world, it's a city in Sapporo, Hokkaido. The large tavern in the heart of Susquino was no longer used as a guild hall for the Silver Sword.

This building with high ceilings of what we call a liquor store has no open, damp air. On a bench-like wooden bench rather than a sofa, the total hair elf, “Mithrill Eyes” William-Massachusetts, had a sharp gaze at the siloe.

"Thank you. - But don't you need to hear more about it?

"You don't have to ask. You're telling me."

Opposite the Alliance Master of the Silver Sword, Siloe sums up what needs to be said in her head. Whatever it was, once they took it on. Later, the cooperation must be finalized with detailed explanations.

If you recall that gathering for the formation of the Round Table Conference, it is clear that William is quite short tempered. A long explanation of the circumstances would not be good. He also broke up with his direct line in order to split up and came to the Silver Sword headquarters. I want to bring back good results.

"The zone of interest is a new reid zone that connects from the depths of the" Deep Place of Palm ". I did an intrusion investigation. Full Raid Regulation. The level of the enemy is from the early eighty-seven. The discoverer is us. Unsealed in quest. We believe the difficulty is very high."

"Hmm."

After the meeting with Xing Xing, the Shiloes went again to the deepest part of the Palm to investigate the back of the seal. The seal itself is ongoing, but it is an investigation in which those authorized by Li-Gun are asked to override that it will be possible to break into the back of the sealed door. As a result, as expected, its interior was confirmed to be a large-scale combat zone.

Inside was an ancient ruin style with high ceilings - that is, an area where the image of the "deep place of Palm" was dug straight into the basement. The underground space, illuminated by luminous crystals, is a strange establishment, like a vertical hole coupled with an arch and countless galaxies.

The enemy presence confirmed in the distance was a monster like loess jelly. This type of amorphous organism is found in enclosed underground facilities, etc. That level is eighty-seven. When it comes to levels alone, the Shiloes are crusadable enough, but the rank is a monster assumed to fight in the Full Raid, or eighty-seven level 'Adventurers' twenty-four. The Shiloes retreated without a single fight.

In addition, the zone seemed to be under control of the entry regulations as expected by Shiloe. Only twenty-four people can break into this zone. This means that you can't attack with the power that you leave to the number of people.

William seemed to bark at Siloe's concise report with a distorted look on his lip. I guess he's creeping up a lot of information from a siloed word that's almost minimal. If you are an "adventurer" of a veteran who is accustomed to Reid, do so to that extent.

"What kind of enemy? Predictably."

"What I saw was a slimy monster. Size is more than five meters in diameter. From here it's a guess, because of the shape and heritage of the facility, I think there might be a giant."

"A giant."

"Elder Tail" features a wide variety of monsters. It could be said that the production company is of every kind imaginable. But there were also a number of species to be called in those monsters. These are the "Aquatic Green Ghost" (Safagin) and "Green Kid" (Goblin) tribes that the Shiloes fought on the Zantreef Peninsula. In addition, the Immortal | Skeleton and the most powerful Fantasy Beast (Dragon) are also famous. One of those types has a category called "giant". It is a monster of immense manhood, as the words say. In Yamato, the arcuate archipelago, it is relatively popular and lives mainly north of Kanto. Different kinds exist when it comes to giants, such as Monocular Giants (Cyclops) and Frost Giants, but they all boast high HP and attack power, while less agile. Contrary to the general giant image, high-level giants exercise powerful attack magic. As much as the Demonic Beast (Diabeast) and the Walking Tree (Trent) tribes, it can be said that they are powerful enemies.

"Convenient. We're used to using Suskino as a roof castle."

That's what William said.

Siloe nods to the word. In fact, that was one of the reasons why Shiloe decided to scout the Silver Sword. Hokkaido in the real world, the "Ezzo Empire" is the front line for the "Earthlings" to fight the Giants. Leaving Akiba, the "Silver Sword" moved its home base to Thin Field, rich in Reid content from the Giant Crusade. Siloe, who knew the information, has sought the "Silver Sword" as one of the few organizations that can fulfill this mission.

"But it's not like there's a problem."

William continues to have the same sobering look.

"The Silver Sword is closed now. I'm missing my menthol."

"Huh?"

"This is about Reid. There are some members here. Even if he stays in the guild, he won't fight on a large scale anymore, and he's the one who came to Suskino."

William's response was harsh.

"I mean retired. A lukewarm raid would do it, but the hottest raid, no more. This time it's the hardest part. We made it to 95, but that's why it doesn't seem like an easy win. Twenty people is a good place to take him."

"Is that a memory?"

William shakes his head and denies Shiloe's inquiry, his fear of amnesia.

"You're talking to Yotai about missing memories. We don't believe that story. I'm not scared of that. At least I'm not scared of monsters."

"Then why?

Siloe doesn't know.

I know it's fear. No matter how true the resurrection from death was, physiological fears accompany the loss of one's own breath. The pain itself is diluted. Even at the time of the loss of the majority of HP, it was painful to the extent of muscle pain. Even that moment of death would not be unbearable. But the steel sword that grows from his chest, for example, smashes the [Adventurer] 's grasp as a sight of reality. The sight of being torn apart with the claws of a warcraft and devoured by being annoyed doesn't do any harm. Death has a fear that only death possesses.

Major Reid guilds such as D.D. and the Black Sword Knights have not challenged the most difficult Reid since the Catastrophe. The difficulty of fighting has increased since the Catastrophe in the first place. It is a fact that many Adventurers point out that the level of monsters that can be defeated is lower than in the Elder Tail era due to poor vision and difficult status monitoring, even on a party-by-party basis. It would also be natural to set the difficulty of large-scale combat to be targeted by major guilds at a lower level.

(So if you mean strong fear of death and lack of reid members, I know)

"Why?

"Siloe...... ahh.."

"Siloe is fine."

"Oops. How many times has Siloe died over here since then?

"Not once," replies Shiloe, considering that it might be a catastrophe. To the answer, William turned sideways, distorting that grumpy face in confusion.

The expression seemed more perplexing than grumpy.

"I can't explain it to someone I don't understand."

……

"I knew I was going to die. You mean your shitty, your seco cousin, your stubborn. If I die a hundred times, I know a hundred times. It's hard and it won't last."

William, who bit his lips off, looked young.

Siloe stared at the young Laidmaster, with an unproductive remorse. Something was there for Siloe to understand, but the moment when Siloe desperately thought about it seemed to run out quickly.

When the siloe turned to the explosive sound, the man he saw approached him with an angry look.

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In those days, on the other hand, the direct line and Li-Gang were wandering the same suskino.

The season is December. In the middle of winter Suskino was silver makeup under a high blue sky. The two of them walk down the wide streets of that Susquino. Many restaurants, squares, etc. I intend to gather Reid members separately from Shiloe.

In Elder Tail, names, main occupations, and levels appear if you look at the person. It was Shiloe's and direct view that level 90 would be the minimum necessary for this adventure. Besides that, there are different elements to scouting members for, such as their guilds, gear, waist, and speaking style, but in the end, the direct successor thinks it's okay to take a look.

"Are you gathering your people?

"Ooh."

Alongside the cat-backed magician, the direct successor answered the city of Suskino.

"I don't know why you're going 20 people, but I'd like to keep my eye on you."

"Is it something that works so well? Gathering warriors for the showdown means"

"When it's going well, it's going."

The direct line returns such a raw reply and looks around the neighborhood just a little bit. The city looks a lot calmer than it used to be when I came. It is no longer a desolate skino that the "adventurers" ask each other with a look of suspicion.

I guess the Silver Sword has improved the environment a lot. I was somehow listening to that on the news via Siloe. That guild that left Akiba came to this northern town in search of the Reid environment, but the impact seemed enormous. Suskino, whose security was breaking down and becoming a violent city, was saved by the Silver Sword. Even though they are not affiliated with Akiba's Roundtable Conference, they are temporarily an organization of sufficient size and strength to be elected to its twelve guilds. The city of Susquino is not the same level of sophistication as the lookers who were our faces. Even at the same ninety levels, they are a group of armed men with clean training.

My direct successor had asked Shiloe that the situation had improved a lot just because the first-class militant guild was in Suskino.

An old lady in a cylindrical hat on a fur coat walks away with a large paper bag. It would be groceries in a paper bag. It's not that I'm in a good mood, but it's not that I'm alert. Kids seem to have more fun, so I'm sure it's not a bad situation. It is because of the cold that it is early.

As far as this street is concerned, the place to walk is cleared of snow and there appears to be about fifteen centimetres of snow on either side of it. It was cold for the cold, but it looked quite harmonious, direct like a gentle view. Glittering ice columns hang at the end of the house and the city looks like art decorated with crystals.

Through residential districts where there are many "earthlings", the streets become wider. It's a scino artery that leads to the center. The abandoned building, just as it used to be when it came, showed a castle-clogged bonelessness, but in direct succession it looked much more tame in the landscape than it did in the adventure row of May. Maybe that's because this snow-country building is actually meant to be cold-proof rather than intended to be intimidating as it looks.

"What about Suskino, old man?

"I've had a few visits."

"I think you're gonna have to leave a message for a while."

"Yeah, I'm ready. To explore the depths, I must have my feet together."

Li-Gang answered with a lot of regret.

If it's a zone of party premise, the monsters that come out there assume that five or six [Adventurers] will defeat them. If it is a direct line or siloe with a level difference, depending on the difficulty, it is also possible to fight while protecting Li-Gun. That's how he explored the "Deep Place of Palm" while escorting. But the battle will be fierce if it is also a raid zone of assumptions challenged by the twenty-four high level (Adventurers). Li-Gang was to wait for his direct successors to return with this skino by means of prior consultation.

"I knew it would be a shame"

"That's well. Anyway, it's a secret of the Sacrifice Clan. Everything you can see and hear there is worth more than just gold"

He said, "I'll bring the best I can."

That's what the direct line replied to Li-Gang.

"No, never mind. This is also the role of the Wise Men of Miral Lake. Besides, there are a lot of unusual things about this city. This is exactly the scene where adventurers are developing. While my direct successors are in the process of attacking me, I intend to learn Suskino. It's exciting now, considering what new things are being born in this part of the North."

With that said, Li-Gan looked around with Nico.

I guess I'm really curious. I use respectful language for once, but from a direct line of advice, I am a man of my age. I think the direct line is that you're like a Semi student who lived in a lab in a science discipline. If you try to be an unfamiliar direct successor, you are an interesting opponent to talk to for a long time. I also felt comfortable with Siloe.

"You're right. Even this suskino has a lot to offer."

"Well, at this point in time, I thought I'd investigate what would be the Intercity Moving Gate."

"Hibe."

A sudden voice blocked the conversation between the two.

If I did my gaze reflexively, I would have seen him stick his upper body into a snowy mountain piled up beside a cottage-style house. He's in a limp position if he falls. The face slammed diagonally into Snow Mountain cannot be seen from the direct succession. It was just a sneaky, shapely hot pants bump sticking out.

"No supin!

The direct line made a big thumbs-up with a smile on his face.

Great lines from smaller hips to smooth, ivory thighs.

"I have to agree."

I look at Li-Gang, who is quite smiling, and, oh, my direct line thinks that this guy is still going to be my friend. Relax. Same type as a siloe, but for what I could describe as great at times like this, he seemed more manly than a siloe.

To such a direct line, Reagan responds intelligently.

"But I'm not familiar with the sex of adventurers, aren't those so-called low-rise hot pants? I mean, aren't you unqualified for pants praise in the true sense of the word?

"That's okay. Poor fellow, isn't he? If you have pants in your heart, they're pants."

"That's a word."

"Help!

The person who recovered after blasting a snow mountain in abundance on both of those voices raised a protest. He should have stuck his head deep enough, and rather than fallen, he must have fallen off the roof, but the tip of his pretty nose head just seems a little red. The Toughness of Adventurers also affects this place.

"Bad Festival"

"I had a good ass, so I followed"

To the two unwieldy attitudes, the small shadow barked to bite.

"If a pretty girl like me gets hurt in the face, it's an extraordinary loss for a boy."

The direct line stared at the voluntary victim, who was only around his chest.

He looked small and adorable. Overall, the sneaky silhouette was outfitted with a vest on the blouse, hot pants with long white legs and a tie on a dazzling high sock in the absolute area as well. Even though the upper body is an image like some uniform, the lower body hates the fact that it exposes it to a stiffness.

Speaking of men, it was a fashion that seemed to thrill me even if I didn't feel like it. In fact, the direct line, too, makes my cheeks hot. I feel my brother-in-law, so just a little bit. But the look on his face with a small silk hat in a coquettish outfit betrayed him.

That seemed so proud of me that my direct line had never seen it, and I looked happy, and I felt like doing it or doing it - so to speak, it was a Doya face. The look on his face, which he declared so cute as to say the loss of a man, was so sunny that he seemed to believe everything he said.

Lovely.

Sure, sweetie.

I regret it, but if I say it's not cute, it's a lie.

But when it comes to "occasional men's losses," the direct successor thought that would be too much of anything. I thought, solemnly, that it would just be a ghost to make that penetration into my daughter smiling with her lips as matte as jelly.

"That would be too much of anything"

Ghost Li-Gun did not solemnly.

(Another Li-Gang stock went up)

As a direct successor, I'm impressed.

"Ugh...... I'm screwed."

"Oh, I'm back on my feet"

Li-Gang seems to make fun of her for returning from the euphoria. The expression looks fun. She blushes and is angry at Li-Gun's glitch.

Even that way, the somewhat pleasant and boastful look on her face may be somewhat lacking in beauty as a pretty girl. But it also seemed to be her unique affection. Rich in expression, she was, as she put it, truly fascinating.

"Hmmm...... You're cute for cute, but I'd never want to say you're cute because you're so doyour-face... as long as you add various elements and make a comprehensive judgment, or, clearly, volumetrically, pants wise, Marier wins better! In other words, festivals!"

"What?"

Fortunately, neither the girl nor Li-Gang seemed to understand the meaning of the words that the direct heirs had leaked with their arms together. The direct line waved to deceive him about where he was looking, toweling him out of his luggage and throwing him at the girl.

Because she didn't look like she had a magic back in her light outfit.

"Mm, I've figured it out. I'm nice to fans."

She does not hesitate to wipe the snow with a towel. The direct line looked at her status notation as she grabbed the snow left on the edge of a small silk hat looking very clumsy.

"Torah,"

"Call me Tora!

Direct transmission to her with a firm face drains the poison. Level is 92. It's with the direct line. He seems to be an adventurer with real experience of fighting properly even after the Catastrophe. The guild is Light Indigo. The main occupation is "Therapeutic Cleric" (Cleric).

"All right, it's easier to give Sun over here."

"If I said so myself, it wouldn't work."

Even while the direct line penetrated, Tora grabbed him to hang on the left hand of the direct line with cat-like lightness.

"Really? It doesn't work? No? Wouldn't my hugging work, eh?

Thank you. That's the basics. I can ask that with a lot of bragging faces. It's not working! And it's easy to deny, but there's the sad sex of a man. Even though I know I'm just teasing you, I don't feel bad when a beautiful girl sticks to me for intimacy. Torah even smells sweet like orange.

"Ha, ha, ha"

"Ha-ha. No, you can't. Direct line, Sun."

When did you read the status? In this world, it's only natural that even the first person you meet knows each other's names.

"I love to rub it into a man in a hurry. I hate being rinsed, by the way, so get out of my way!

"So, get into it."

In that motion of twisting himself, Torah turned to the back side of the direct line, climbing up to the shoulder so as to cling to his neck as it was. I don't even feel too much weight because of the agility of the Adventurer.

The Torah was adorable as he self-declared when he laughed at the creasing so that he could hold his direct head.

Beautiful men and women are not uncommon in "Elder Tail" where there is correction from the system, but it is only the appearance and does not deceive the atmosphere released by the person. Tora emits a gorgeous, positive atmosphere, and in the sense of being conspicuous, direct succession is out of the group among the adventurers who have ever been.

"Looks like a nakirabbit climbing a tree."

"This skeleton over here is tight, isn't it?!?

"Skeleton."

Li-Gang seems to enjoy responding to Torah like that.

"It's a big case. You should help, right? If a poor girl like me gets her nose ripped off, her fans will cry. I mean, the fact that he looked so unusual in that place is the only thing that kills idol life."

"Oh, Sakasa Pants"

"It's not pansy! It's hot pants!

Li-Gang hasn't lost either. He seems to be attacking his weaknesses by instantly perceiving the ugliness he cares about.

"Hot...... warm bread...... Ah... I mean, did you get a little bit chipped in the shock?

"Chi, chi, you can't chill!!

"Really?

"Because the snow country gets cold..."

"Right"

"What are you making me say, you tea-eyed skeleton!

To the utterance of Torah and Li-Gun holding his own head in his arms, the direct successor held his head, and lifted his big hands, and grabbed both sides of Torah and lowered them to the ground one by one. I felt a gaze from Li-Gang.

What that means was immediately conveyed. I mean, how about this girl invites you? I guess that means.

I will observe the Torah with Reid in mind.

The role of the Therapeutic Cleric in Reid is that of a front-line restorer (healer). This role is expected to restore the primary defenseman (main tank) while relying on heavy weapons. For this reason, it has the most heavily equipped of the three recovery positions.

More to the point, during all twelve positions, it is also one of the three positions that can be equipped with metallic full-body armor alongside the "Guardian" (Guardian), "Samurai" (Samurai) held by Souji, etc., held by direct successors. Furthermore, it can be equipped with a shield, and its defensive ability in terms of equipment will be second only to the Guardian Warrior during the twelve positions.

While relying on their equipment, the Therapeutic Cleric is tasked with supporting the HP of the First Defender by healing magic from the front line. The primary defenseman is the harshest position to take the monster's offense first in a fierce battle called Reid. Naturally, the attack is not just a blow from a sword or axe, but includes dragon exhalation (dragon braces) and wide area attack magic.

Such attacks are unleashed against the primary defensive role, but they often involve "therapeutic clerics" at close range only if they are ranged attacks. Of course, we are at close range because of its more powerful recovery magic, but even so, the front line is a horrible place. The "Therapeutic Cleric", who is not at risk and takes heavy responsibility, is sometimes referred to as "the most robust protector" in "Elder Tail".

Looking at Torah's gear again, it looks pretty light.

It is possible that the most Torah gear is for walking in the city and not for combat, and this decision cannot be overruled. If it's a silhouette, you may be able to see what magical abilities such as the smart vest she's equipped with, but that's an impossible artistic work for direct succession. In conclusion, it is the direct judgment that we do not know. The level is impeccable, and I want a good healer in Reid enough to get his hands out of his throat.

but just because of it, I feel hesitant to take the girl out to a battlefield where her life is in danger.

"Well, when you're about my daughter, you get pheromones at all times."

Put your chest up, boy. That's what Tora said with the look on his face that you're going to be in trouble.

Apparently, he misunderstood that his direct line was taking Torah seriously. I have trouble being told to do that directly, but Torah has his hands on his hips, and he rhythms with fun with pheromones, pheromones, and no choice but to watch. I'm not alarmed around bragging about what makes me happy to hold you directly. I'm desperate to keep my direct line apart, too.

"I think it's not the pheromones that get out of your poked ass, it's the farts,"

Li-Gang, with his finger on the tip of his jaw and his imaginary face, resolutely dismissed such a Torah attitude.

"Become!?

"Huh?"

He turned into a sad face and forced his collapsing knee back up shortly afterwards. Torah still insisted hard.

"Idol doesn't fart. Yikes!

"Shikoko?

"I won't!

I'll pick up the exact words of the direct line that went in reflexively. The interval was a thing of nature.

"All right, pass."

"What?"

"Pass. - You know, it's a sudden story."

Like I said to Li-Gang, it's a hunch in the end.

Besides, I smelled nostalgic and felt it from Torah. It didn't ask for victory or defeat, but still smelled similar to the fellows who ran.

This is how the direct succession succeeded in soliciting new Reid members.

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"I used to be able to show my face here again. The Horizon of Records.

What Shiloe looked back at was Demiquas, who came to wield anger from all over his body.

Behind him, moreover, seemingly he has been kicking around, scattered with fallen tables, dishes spanked by the floor, and members of the "Silver Sword" stare at Demiquas with a swordswallowing look, that is to say, a table with their leader, William, and their guest, Siloe.

This zone exists in the city of Susquino and is naturally a no-combat zone.

So no member is pulling out his weapon. One of them called out to the frightened (earthlings), "It's fine here, just rest in the back".

To the word Siroe loosens her cheeks a bit. I thought it might be a good guild.

But Demiquas, driven by passion, didn't seem to take it that way.

"That spare attitude has not changed at all."

"Long time no see, Mr. Demiquas"

It was this musculoskeletal giant who stayed the way he was six months ago. The gear and the like seem to have been fairly updated, but neither the thick bumpy arms nor the blood-running eyes, like Marutai, have changed. The world still draws on Elder Tail. There is no change in its appearance after time. Of course, it was also a natural but disappointing discovery.

This encounter was not unexpected. It was Demiquas and his guild Brigandia that worried me first when I decided to head to Suskino.

Siloe fought with Brigandia in this skino in the Serara rescue row immediately after the catastrophe. We rescued Sister Mari's worried Serara from Brigandia, who ruled the city in violence at the time. In this world where the settlement by the act of combat does not serve as a deterrent to death, the victory that the Syroes gave them may not have had any effect on the whole picture, but nevertheless only the rescue of Serara was successful, and it is not difficult to imagine that it damaged their self-esteem, which had led to violence.

"Get to the surface, Siloe!

Demiquas slammed his fist like a chunk of iron onto a heavy oak table.

He was expecting a direct line. It's a natural prediction that it's difficult to remove, but Demiquas has forgotten what happened six months ago, and it doesn't seem like it's going to run into the water.

"What are you doing out there?

Siloe will try again once she has fully understood.

I know what Demiquas wants, but I still wouldn't be able to skip the steps along the way. It's a regular interaction between provocation and provocation. This is also the cause of what Siloe has made in the past, so there is no escape. Showing William his weakness must be avoided at a time when negotiations for a Reid membership are under way.

"Which one do you prefer, hamburger or menchkatsu?

"I like tofu"

"Soft and convenient. I'll make you Gucciaguccia, so get out!

"Shut up, Demi"

But it was William who blocked it short.

He's a guest to me.

"I know. This is not it! William, this is me."

"You lost."

"Huh!"

"You lost, didn't you? And don't mess with it."

"But yeah."

"I'll crush you again, Demiquas"

William issued a warning to Demiquas in a bottom-cold voice.

Siloe pushes up her glasses with her fingertips and thinks still. The situation of Susquino itself was known after receiving a report. Six months ago, the confusion persisted after the Siloes left Suskino. After the establishment of the Round Table Conference, several caravans between Akiba-Sukino were arranged and the rescue of the people left behind by Suskino was completed. Since then, the Silver Sword has moved its base to this northern country, and although the current Suskino has a somewhat slaughtered atmosphere, it has settled on the fact that it is a player town on the border.

Suskino, which was a turbulent and lawless city with several militant guilds, was unstable and secure by the presence of a group of people who also performed the top reids on a server called Silver Sword. The Williams were a group of guilds with the ability to fight following (D.D.) and the Black Sword Knights on Yamato servers, and did not actively rule the city, but did not allow the amateurs to slap a busy big mouth in front of them. Williams is a weak man to spit on when he works rampantly against a bunch of people who are clearly inferior in combat ability than the Adventurers. They didn't allow them to talk about Elder Tail or battle.

Shiloe was set to see a real example of such a report.

Six ears come from the counter in the cooking area. The Cat Clan's "Earthlings" glanced at the top only from the eyes, wanting to see the floor. Her eyes were troubled, but she didn't seem to feel any fear.

The Silver Sword is the city of Susquino and is probably trusted by the Earthlings. Since the "Elder Tail" era, the city of Susquino, at the forefront of the struggle against the Titans, has had the setting of a pioneering city where the desolates gather. Maybe that worked in the right direction.

Better than the situation in which rogues, including Brigandia, are walking our streets in our faces, a controlled "Silver Sword", whether it be an unfathomable militant group, can satisfy expectations as a guardian of the city.

Demiquas, who received strong words from William, devours his teeth with a sweeping gaze and finds himself shooting through the siloe with a cursed gaze.

"Come on, you, you can't beat that silhouette there."

"I've been getting Reid items ever since, too."

If you look at it, Demiquas' equipment (Wyburn Leggers) seems to be undergoing major modifications. A number of other pieces of equipment that I believe have been used indicate that he has participated in several large-scale battles over the past six months. Besides, they shouldn't be low-level. "The Beast King's Exterior" is a 90-Level Field Raid "Lord of Tenvictori Plains" item. If you did it after the catastrophe, it means you succeeded in a challenge of laudable difficulty.

"You can't beat Shiloe because you think you can beat him with your gear."

"~ Huh!!

William only failed to break his spare attitude against the unspoken killer Demiquas. Siloe, who doesn't know what relationship was built between the two of them, still makes the imagination go round. Probably something like a power comparison, and the two of them have been rated. That's why William won so overwhelmingly that Demiquas had to remain silent.

"So [Brigandia] halved its membership. Well, there's no choice. A cat swordsman who doesn't even seem to be in the guild hit me in the balls. That'll make you feel better too. And then Kansai pulled Rondalk off."

"Hey, call yourself Idol. Are you sure you want me to take a piss?

"You won't have a pussy. You're going to be devastated."

"Ha! Yes, you didn't, did you? I'm not saying I'm sick of it. Your mouth is gonna get dirty."

"Is it a color idle route"

"I'm an Orthodox Girl Galaxy Idol. Voyager's barefoot enough to escape.

"You sound like some kind of botch. That. How could Demiquas be better than that?"

"It's not Bok Boch!? Demi became a disciple of" Silver Sword "or a brother-in-law, and so did" Brigandia ". So there was peace in Suskino. 'Cause you're not a botch, are you? Well, about half thanks to the one Demi Demi's daughter-in-law did well. And then I'm not a botch."

Bright voices in its brain weather also reached the tables of Siroe, William and Demiquas, pressed to burn. You'll be walking closer, slowly getting bigger. But he has no idea that he can lurk his voice.

Demiquas' face pulls red and distorted for another reason than anger.

"Seriously!? Marry!? What a festival!!

"Are you a wife belt man? I admire you."

"No, I don't admit that I'm not married anymore, but my information network, Mr. (Grounders), tells me that the sheets are well cleaned and washed every day. The guild house is prepared with three meals, and the guild members seem to be mellow. How dare you suppress my noble daughter-in-law?"

"Er..."

"I mean END, who has been taken care of and melted by the (earthlings) who have been trying to make me a servant. Which erosion unfolds. Oh, but, direct line. Don't you want me to take care of you? Uh-huh. I'll talk to you. Hey, I'm still idle."

"Come on down, you Ethereal Idol!!

Siroe heard the lovely voice laughing ghingly in an unattractive tone.

Trouble is, the two voices left are male, and they sound familiar.

"Well that's why Demi Demi has been completely round lately. Ah. It's Demi Demi."

At that moment Demiquas ran through the air without any help. Wyburn Kick. A flying kick with a glide of about five metres is a typical attack stunt of the militant (Monk). The move, which was probably activated only by the twirling of the trunk without a menu, showed an unparalleled rapid activation compared to six months ago.

Hit that attack with no prep motion, but the direct line hits a shield prepped with an early job that doesn't show any hands off either. A light, high and clear sound would be proof that Demiquas' attack is not serious. If you're serious, the Sacrifice Guards will be transferring here in the no-combat zone. I didn't take the direct line seriously either. I just put a shield over my shoulder to make contact instead of a warning.

But the skinny girl who was clinging to the direct target of that attack, her direct neck muscle, seems to have been put under barometric pressure. He snarls open his mouth and sticks to his direct line like a bear baby.

The direct line that came through the door, Li-Gun, and even the "Therapeutic Cleric" threesome. I guess I've got information on Demiquas that's likely to be hostile to Siloe and I've been traveling for rendezvous. But the bad news is that Demiquas asked me about the information-sharing.

Maybe no offense, but Demiquas was furious with the conversation he had had. Well, I have to admit that's the best thing. If you expose that story to the public, and you're selling a fight, it's natural. I think it's too much to unleash a kick wax with that retaliation, but if the opponent goes straight, it's also worrying. I am used to being kicked against Akatsuki. You can also call yourself an expert when it comes to getting jump kicks and fly knee kicks in the city of Akiba. Considering Akatsuki's opponent has a 50% defense rate, Akatsuki's kick may be a real "martial artist".

"Kicked!?

"Where are you going to get your hands, don't stick around, don't weigh in"

"Fuck you Tora. What are you talking about?"

Thanks to the three completely unmeshed conversations, the whole field becomes chaotic.

Apparently, the "Therapeutic Cleric", who is attached to his direct neck, says Torah. That's a much cuter name. Shiloe was convinced to ascertain his guild and level. Because it turns out my direct line must have been collecting for Reid. If we gather one or two more helpers, we can add ourselves and direct succession and manage to organize a full reid. When Siloe relieved, William said with a pleasant grin on his lips.

"It's in good shape, plus the healer (healer) and demi there will manage the numbers. That's all there is to blood. Kelli and Shiloe should be followed by Reid. Ha."

Siloe felt the mood blow away earlier with a sarcastic laugh.

Exploring the deepest depths of "Deep Places in Palm," Reid seemed to bring endless worry and turbulence to Siloe everywhere.