Log Horizon

◆ Chapter1.04

Sounds like we've had a long time at some point.

In a blurry mood, Rainesia stared at the letter at hand.

It was an introduction to the intermediary and a new and growing convoy of transport carriers (caravans) received from the merchants of Tsukuba. Of course, although it takes the shape of an introduction, it would be an indication of the merchant's lack of talent, who might rely on it if something went wrong in Akiba, and who wants to explain and root for it in advance.

Now in Rainesia, you can see that.

In this vast land of Yamato, all the nobles and merchants are desperate to live. I take the sword and act to squeeze wisdom to protect myself and my own sheltered people. Sometimes I feel the pity of those who are more powerful than me, and sometimes I work with others who are more powerful.

From the eyes of the Lords of the Alliance of Free Cities, this single letter to Rainesia from an unnamed young merchant makes such sense.

That's probably politics.

In the ancient court of Eternal Ice, the grandfathers of Rainesia were poking their foreheads together, and this letter still came to pass to Rainesia. Politics is a continuum of sales to build and maintain a relationship - this is the word of Fennel, Rainesia's father. The fruit that lies ahead of the successive trees is this letter, and equally the reward of the engagement of Rainesia.

The sunset light of flaming colour gradually made the heat.

Sitting in the luxurious chair of the dimming office, Rainesia glanced at the fingertips of a bunch of letters organized on the tray.

It wasn't enough for everyone to take, but it was an important contact. There was something from the Clendit family. It arrives now from that house, so it's probably a birth report. I have already received a letter that I will be born this month. I have to look out for something to celebrate and send it to. Fortunately, this is Akiba, the city of Adventurers. Essential for rare or convenient things.

With fluffy thoughts like no legs on the ground, Rainesia blurred and thought of that. So when the lights suddenly appeared, I shouted out loud besides my thoughts and was surprised. Elissa with a lamp.

"Princess...... It's already dark, isn't it?

"Elissa......"

Yeah, it's Elissa, and she smiled small, and Rainesia felt just a little guilty. I didn't mean to make Elissa worry, but with that look on her face staring at this one, Rainesia realizes she's not what she usually is.

I tried pinching my cheek, but it was tingly stiff.

This is a failure because I don't know what you usually look like.

"You can't do that. Princess, it just turns red and hurts."

I don't know, Elissa.

Rainesia tried stroking her cheeks covered with her hands.

Fortunately, I don't feel cold drops. I'm sure he just had a troubled look on his face. It's not an aristocratic attitude to worry about a samurai, Rainesia thought so.

Elissa has the usual subtle, but worrying look on her face.

Rainesia got in kind of trouble and laughed small.

It's very unusual for her to let her ears shake like this.

"Princess...... The"

"I don't really care. I knew this kind of story would come up eventually. Though I was surprised that he was the master of the Saigami family."

So I put it in my mouth ahead of the thought.

That was probably only strength, but Rainesia wanted to believe so when she got the strong power to cope with such a situation with what she had spoken from herself.

In the first place, Raynesia didn't know how to feel.

……

"Plus, if it does, now it's time to come with a three-meal nap! I wonder. Speaking of the Saigami family, this is the most prestigious house in Yamato today. The castle may also be bigger than my hama. Or is it a temple because you're Saiya?

For I have never been west of the ancient court.

Rainesia went on to do so, but the words lost confidence and became smaller as she continued.

That's right.

Rainesia has never been far from Myhama.

Leinesia, of course, has the knowledge of what kind of prints Westlande will have, as an education for the children of nobility. But when it comes to actually being able to imagine the realm and the view of the city, nothing comes to mind at all. I don't even know myself.

Leinesia's words drifted as if they had been flown into a distant sea, and he was exposed to waves of anxiety.

Rainesia wonders. I never felt this anxiety before. Children of nobility are not free. Courtesy, singing and dancing music, Jin-sook, clarity - they are packed, but it equated to nothing else, such as knowledge. I expected to marry and marry somewhere sooner or later, but those weren't about being free in Rainesia. On the contrary, I thought there was no such thing as being free in Rainesia. So in the faded scenery, I was hoping I'd stay lazy.

Whatever you do, if the results are the same, there's no point in doing something.

There was no anxiety about the future. Know it or not, but it doesn't change the outcome. It's the same whether you're anxious or not. Either way, Rainesia was viewed as another human resource everywhere. Rainesia reminds herself far away of sleeping in a greenhouse. That's now, in retrospect, a vague memory that doesn't even seem to be itself.

"Princess...... Is that Yunoki's letter?

"Yeah, they're going to add more caravans. That greeting letter."

Elissa glanced at Elissa's letter at hand to distract her from the story, and she asked.

"Really? You're on your way to the memorial."

"Really?

Rainesia speaks of doubts.

I have had it with a merchant named Yunoki. He was the lord of an emerging chamber of commerce that was somewhat short of piercing when it came to medium-sized based in Tukuba. He was middle-aged but slim and full of vitality. It was polite, but because of a little bit, I remember it coming oddly tight in this Akiba air.

"Yes, because Yunoki wanted a branch to Akiba. I guess it will increase the transport fleet, raise people and open stores even if they are small."

"That's a big deal."

Rainesia thought a little and nodded.

Elissa has asked me to help her with most of the work that Rainesia has. Not just a dedicated samurai, but so much so that the scope of its work extends to the realm of civil servants and housekeepers. It would be very impossible to do this at Mayhama Castle. Civilians have a thing called civilian territory, and if you get your hands on work from the side, it is inevitable that there will be a backlash. It happened because of the understaffed "Hall of Water Maple" and because Rainesia, unfamiliar with diplomacy and work, was her husband.

Rainesia also fought viciously by hand, but because of its support for Rainesia and its shame, the samurai team headed by Elissa was also more than Rainesia. It was also a day of drilling and fierce fighting both in terms of work and life in Akiba. Rainesia knows that.

"There are many merchants out there who aspire to be there no matter how good Akiba's economy is and full of new opportunities. And in doing so, you have the courage to throw yourself out to capture success."

And it's not just Elissa and the samurai, all the "earthlings" are.

Indeed, this city of Akiba is full of rare things, new technologies, plenty of supplies, and opportunities (opportunities) that you can't imagine. But they are like torrents swallowing or pushing away the days. You can't keep up with this city when you're ready to be half-baked.

New things happen every day in this city. Those are blessings, but also big waves, on the other hand, and it's really hard to follow. The reason why Rainesia came to the city in the first place was that it was likely to be stripped with the Eagle Lion (Griffon) running through the sky.

So any new position in it or any attempt to grab the money is bound to pay for it accordingly. That could be an effort to inherit the night day, or the courage to make a generation of bets like Elissa says.

There are a few lines of words in this letter that contain that thought.

It's a very heavy and sacred letter. That's what Rainesia thought.

There are dozens of copies of that important letter on the desk.

They were all desperate, they were all full, they were all special.

I guess Leinesia shouldn't easily say "know" or anything like that. Beyond the misery and trials that the aristocracy, Rainesia, cannot imagine, they are trying to open up their future.

I find myself trying to respond to and take care of their letters even though I love napping, cooling and eating between meals, and still continue to meet with them without throwing them out, and I can't do anything I can, because I feel that's honorable.

Raynesia thought that blurry.

"Princess."

"What? Elissa."

Rainesian samurai head raised a very gentle voice in the blue and white moonlight that plunged out the window before she even noticed it herself.

I've always heard all your stories, Raynesia, but I've known Elissa a long time. As little as I can remember in that Elissa voice, it was a painting full of mercy.

"Elissa is ready. Like a princess."

"What do you mean?

"Elissa thinks it's time for the princess to do her thing."

"My... thing...?

It was a quiet night. There was a silence there that kept an eye on something, hearing nothing but the whispering of the periphery winding somewhere.

Lowering her gaze, Elissa began to speak in a strange tone, like singing a distant fairy tale from her ancestors, remembering something.

"How many times in a lifetime can a person burn a life? Knights aren't the only ones fighting. The merchants are merchants, the craftsmen are craftsmen, the hunters, the hunters, the singers, they fight each other. The princess's grandfather fought to protect himself in the Lords' Council. - But let's just say that so many battles were ordained to protect themselves, to protect our people, to protect our land."

Rainesia was not sure of Elissa's tenderness or words.

Elissa, who has been next to me since I was a little girl, is arguably the closest family to Rainesia. A nobleman with no custom of raising his own children, it could also have been a daughter of the Duke of Cowen family, or a person who had lived together longer than her mother Salaria.

"How many times in a lifetime can a toddler born in this world jump into battle at his will, define that this is what he meant by his birth, and squeeze his full strength? Is it one time? Is it twice? As far as Elissa has seen and heard, that number is not even high on long-lived elves. No, Elissa thinks it's the majority of people in their lifetime who can't go around once."

That's probably true.

Unlike Isels, who inherits the Cowen family as a man, Elissa is only the eldest daughter. Of course, the possibility exists to inherit the orthodoxy of the Cowen family if desired. But that is the path painted with the blood of our blood connected brothers and sisters. Rainesia also learned the history of Yamato. I also know that there is a house that goes on and on after repeated battles by successors. But that's not where Rainesia wants it, and I know my parents and grandfather don't want it.

Reynesian sister, Liserthea, surrendered as the knight's wife as soon as possible because she perceived it. I don't want to know, but I understand, that even Leinesia's assignment here to the city of Akiva is a setback to the forces trying to take charge of Leinesia around the Cowen family, a procedure to let his brother Isels inherit the house.

And it's not just nobles like Rainesia.

Farmers, craftsmen, merchants. No, the famous clan chiefs (guild masters) of the Adventurers cannot be free from their own mission. It is not something to be forgiven, such as burning that life freely, just for something you want.

Rainesia grew up being taught that.

Of a nobleman who should be the norm of the people, that is the minimum duty.

That's why Elissa's words are a dream story.

"So the princess can be as good as the princess. - Is that to be a daughter-in-law, a merchant, or to bury a bone in this Akiba... Elissa doesn't know if it's about falling in love and having a baby, like the Adventurer's love song."

"Elissa?"

Being taken lightly, Rainesia returned the favor.

The serene expression Elissa moves only one ear cleverly, as well as winks that look like a prank.

Why is that mean monster (Krusty) coming out here?

With an unspoken gap to protest, Elissa bowed her head as though she knew everything.

"Elissa thinks it's best to be good as a princess after all. I think it's okay. Elissa really knows she can do it when the princess does it."

◆ Chapter1.05

"Guys. Good evening, Lord Shiloe."

That same night. It was Karasin, the guild master of the Eighth Shopping District, who visited Shiloe to think about working another one after an early dinner (which is quite a worker holic at this point).

Karasin, wearing the usual white cape with a slender hat, came into the siloe's office with a smiling expression somewhere all the time.

This room says Shiloe herself is a study, but the guild members call it a "work room," "reception room," "Gilmouth room," "study room," "Shiloe room," "chicken room," etc. I am convinced by the fact that it is the most "clerk's office" with a compromise. The "office" is Minori's proposal.

"Hi. It's unusual, I can't believe you're coming to the guild house. Mr. Karasin."

"I'm so busy I can't even look around anymore."

Karasin, who had been guided by that Minori, sat on the couch waving at ease. Karasin was a youth of an uncanny nature, but since he became ready in this world, it seems to lead to invincibility.

(Are you reluctant or can't you get your hands on it...)

Siloe, who was waiting for Karasin to come, also grabbed the water from her desk at hand and moved straight to the reception set. It is thus two people who are rarely discussed in the Guildhouse. Without taking the time to say hello, the conversation quickly moved on to the recent situation.

"Really...... There's still construction?

"Podal Gay is an interior sculpture, but it's going well. I mean, that's a no-good thing to do with IOM, but I haven't got that far. One way or another, it's Lord Shiloe's fault."

Podal Gay is the fourth ship of the Fire Lizard Steam Engine (Salamander Engine).

The first experimental vessel, Okupete, was refurbished by a general purpose transport vessel and sold to the Eighth Mall. The second ship (Stenno) was designed with crusade and transport mission in mind, and the third ship (Eureuley) was designed with wide area exploration and transport mission in mind and is already in service today. If you let Shiloe tell you the most, they're all transporters. It is mainly the Oceanographic Organization that conducts construction, and the Roderick Chamber of Commerce cooperates technically and financially with the Eighth Mall, but as a regular Akiba technician with lots of cohesion and players, it incorporates and builds ideas that are as abundant as every time. Only another characteristic has been brought to bear on that subject, with the task of transporting Akiba to Ezzo and Fawland as far as actual operations are concerned.

The idea of direction and flying is in my ear when it comes to "Podal Gay", but I'm listening to it except to try to miniaturize it once. Because when you go out with them, your savings are overflowing.

It's Lord Shiloe's fault.

I'm struggling.

Returning consciousness from Podalgae to Karasin, who continues in a sloppy tone, Siloe asks, "Numbers, are you out?" I ask. It was meant to be a signal to move on to today's business.

Karasin, the most unpunished, has a tired look (although she was energetic until just now): "I want you to thank me. I want to eat something sweet. I was wondering if Minori could come to dinner" etc.

It wasn't a coincidence that Minori came in with a basin with tea on it, probably catching signs of walking down the hall. Siroe stared weakly as she thanked Minori with a flamboyant face.

"Thank you. He always helped me, and Taro appreciated it."

"Hahaha...... You didn't do anything, did you?

"No, no, Minori said she's getting help, because that's what I was just reporting to Lord Shiloe!

(Did you do that?

It was a siloe to see Karasin in good shape with a jitsu eye, but if you think about it, you may not be able to lead a chamber of commerce in the noble hissing Eastal of Haiqian Mountain Thousand.

Karasin, who was waving Nico to Minori, who recommended Matcha Dorayaki as a tea treat before leaving the room, drank a dark cup of tea and said, "I knew you were a good kid." Why don't you come to the Eighth Mall? "he murmurs.

"Are you so understaffed?

"We are. Even if you call it a wide area big guild, it's originally a chat guild. Each member does business, adventure, whatever he wants. I'm glad to hear that in the game days, but when this happens, there's no HQ staff."

"Do you lack"

"A lot of 'earthlings' are helping me, too. Sometimes I can't trust you if you're not an adventurer."

"I guess so."

Even during the conversation, Siloe looks through the material she receives silently.

There were not many portions. There is one simple table. There is one graph. And then there are about five report forms organized with testimony gathered at the hearing.

It was the cause of what Karasin called "siloe's fault," the result of the job I asked for.

"Ha...... Less than I thought or as little as I thought."

"If it's a lot, you're making a scene."

"That's right. Still, about two-thousandths,"

"I struggled!

It was a report of a phenomenon that has been whispered in part by the "Hidden God" (Logreeb). It is a case of "missing persons" that I had grasped more than ever before.

There are people who disappeared during Adventurer.

Such stories were whispered after six months, anyway, immediately after the catastrophe. Initially rumors with no roots or leaves, just coincidences, that there was some circumstance and I just left my people - a project that seemed to be so, but it continued to remain as deeply rooted as an urban legend.

Shiloe became convinced because a friend named Osamu's "Adventurer" contacted her interrupted.

The typical means of communication in "Adventurer", "Mindset", has unquestionably established itself as a feature that is too common for modern people accustomed to mobile phones, but there are also a number of differences. One of them is a list of contacts. If it is contactable in "Mindset", that is, if it exists even on the same server, the name of the registered contact is displayed in a bright color. Of course, even if you try to make a call, if the other person refuses to make a call, the "Mindset" will never connect. But even in that case, we can only confirm the survival of the other person. It's such a feature.

Though not very familiar with Shiloe, there must have been more than tens of thousands of missing persons a year in modern Japan. I remember seeing it on a documentary program when the majority of them lost touch and lived in hiding their identities in the region and elsewhere.

But in Cerdesia, many adventurers have difficulty hiding in such clouds. Of course, it is easy to hide yourself if you are an entirely isolated (adventurer) who does not use something like a friend list from the start, but it was thought that there were quite few such cases in this world after a catastrophe.

And now, an event called the flipping of a friend list has been reported.

That was the content of the report handed to me by Karasin.

"If it weren't for the Eighth Mall, we wouldn't have been able to compile this material. Sorry for the inconvenience."

- Did Lord Shiloe think you were back?

"I hope so, but that's what I'm thinking"

The number is small.

The number of cases in the report is thirty-six. Of course, that would include misunderstandings and explanatory accidents. It's an example of Crusty being suddenly transferred to the next server.

"Either way, it's missing, isn't it? I got confirmation that he wasn't even on the next server."

"Right. Rather, I thought this would be 'death'."

"In that sense, Odyssey didn't go wrong."

"There seems to be an example of that, too. A pattern that suddenly disappears one day, a pattern that doesn't show up in the Great Temple when you die, a pattern that goes off and disappears in The Fairy Circle, and a pattern that disappears about sleep. … although it varies"

Thirty-six people carefully divided, tracked, and overheard the explanatory circumstances, like Krusty's, and still remained. Different cases were seen than I had thought, but the decisive one is the "disappeared pattern about sleep".

Siloe follows the text of the report with her eyes and leaks a small cheap exhale.

"Occult."

"Perhaps this' extinction 'will not happen unless we wish to."

"Why?

"The enemy in the Shibuya case said so." Choose to wait for sleep ". |",,,,,,,,,, "cannot have that effect without this consent. I think so."

The Sleeping Adventurer was one of the few victims of Shibuya's case.

It faded in front of the nursing staff who were watching and disappeared, which means there are numerous eyewitness testimonies and they are credible. This is an example of a clear occurrence of "Hidden God" (Log Reeve) under observation.

Siloe tried to find a hint of the phenomenon in the words of the (classical disaster) Taliktan.

Of course there is no certainty. It's not like I can experiment, and I'm wondering if it's impossible to report the results of the experiment in the first place.

- Returns will be made in exchange for 640 million units.

- The agreeing contractor accepts access and chooses a standby state in his sleep.

Did the comatose "return" to Earth as a result of some payment?

Is that what Roe2 calls "empathy" (empathy)?

The strays I felt at that time reflate in the siloe. Maybe all the Adventurers could have gotten out of this world if they had followed Tariktan's words and put them to sleep. But at that point, that was an impossible choice. It was impossible for Shiloe to make a bet without certainty of success or abandon the earth.

I have no regrets.

No, but apart from that, I feel like pursuing mysteries about my return.

Shiloe did cut a huge crowd of people, including Kanami, saying, "Make Cerdesia and Earth possible for return," but we know that return is naturally a higher hurdle than just "return." Even tips for return should be hidden in the "Hidden" (Log Reeve).

"Tariktan of Summoning." I read the report, I wonder if it's true. "

"I don't entirely believe it either. Assuming it's true, if we don't keep looking, we can't move on."

In terms of recording and organizing information, the report (report) has gone up to the Round Table Meeting from the executive Liese of the Girl Staff "D.D.D.", who has excellent taste. That big incident that rocked Yamato left many mysteries, while it was supposed to be over for once.

But we need a lot of time at the end of the day, as all the big cases do, and it's vague how far we can say it's really over. The city of Akiba is ostensibly out of the influence of the incident to regain its original hustle and bustle, but even the "adventurers" who are being pursued at the end of the day exist. Speaking of which, I cannot say that the fact that Shiloe and Karasin are consulting each other forehead in this way has no effect on the case of Shibuya.

"I get it. It's a single assignment to an emerging country."

"Really?"

"It's all a hand job, isn't it? I don't have a manual."

Right, and Siloe nodded.

The most agreeable part was against the "hand exploration and no manual" part, and Shiloe herself has no real idea of Karasin's boyaki.

For Siloe, who lived in a research institute called Graduate School and belonged to an offensive group called the "Tea Party of the Prodigy" and the "DeBocelli Tea Party", the lack of manuals in hand exploration was a condition, and there was a part of it that I didn't even suspect, to exaggerate, that all work was. In other words, it is a gavel to the extent of "every time, but you can't help it, can you?"

Of course there is a split to the extent that even for Karasin, the new development thing is, and I don't seriously hate it because I have the feeling of challenging it. This one has social experience, so he just knows that "even wetter manual work exists in the world".

……

……

The two glanced at each other, hahaha, and laughed at each other. Each said, "Are you a little off yourself?" After thinking about it, he decided to laugh and deceive. We don't know what each other thinks, but only the hope of deception flows unanimously dry air.

"Uh, hon. hon."

Having a cup of tea and regaining her composure, Karasin seemed to have stacked a deliberate cough to hide the tele. To a pungent look, Shiloe corrected her posture. Though the exchange of information up to this point is also important, I did not think that if that was all it would be enough for Karasin to visit. The "Hidden" (Log Reeve) case is important, but I have received several interim reports so far.

From previous experience, the Alliance Master in front of you, who can't be caught off guard anywhere for what it looks like, should have visited with another, two, or a burning consultation if you touch him.

"There will be a regular Roundtable meeting the day after tomorrow."

"Right."

"I thought it might be time for Mr. Ains to break out."

……

Siloe shut her mouth.

That was a matter of concern that has plagued Shiloe for the last few months, no. Being a siloe, and being the karacin I'm talking about, I was hitting a handful of responses to the matter, but I never had an individual discussion that left the conference room to get here. Because of his cleanliness, he wasn't shunning a discussion like rooting, but he still can't deny that he wasn't comfortable with the nature of the problem.

"Lord Shiloe is bluffing, too. You know that. There it is. | PLANT HWYADEN, PLANT FROUDEN. Looks like I'm in trouble if I leave you alone, like"

Siloe, unsaved even in the light tone of Karasin, nodded with a bitter expression.

The problem that had to be solved at his feet seemed to be filled before he could get his hands on the Shiloe quest of return.

◆ Chapter1.06

It was a huge hall with white lights plugged in lacking in 3D.

This room is the Roundtable Conference overlooking Princess Six Leaning (Lukinje). Broadly, and generally, "Round Table Meeting" is known as the name of the top organization that protects Akiba's life. Technically, however, "Roundtable Meeting" is the name of this room and the name of the meeting by the participating guilds gathering in this room. The Round Table Decrimination, the eleven members of the Round Table, is the reality.

At its conference hall at the top of the Guild Hall, a controversial discussion had begun from the outset.

"I can't."

It's a little difficult.

Michitaka and Karasin raised their negative voices.

Shiloe glances at Ains to make sure that his bush is tightly gripped. Shivering fine, it represented no excess of inner annoyance.

"Start a new business - irrigation or water treatment, right? I would like you to budget for it accordingly. Now Akiba will need it."

I don't have a budget.

"You can collect them, right? Akiba's development is dizzying. Both the Eighth Mall and IOM guilds should have huge assets. Do you not like to submit from there? It's a big part of the fact that the oligopoly of assets is damaging the city's wind discipline."

"I hope you don't think the guild's got the money for a big one."

At present, the situation was that IOM (Michitaka) and the Eighth Shopping District (Karasin) had rejected the proposal put forward by Eins of Honesti. Nevertheless, the two of us are not the only ones who disagree. As for the atmosphere of the whole meeting, it is negative and as its epitome the two are close to disputing it.

"We're poor."

He showed a tearful gesture in Karasin's unbridled manner, perhaps in order to deceive the boiling air. Marielle swayed her green hair and felt dull, but even such a response seemed to have hindered Eince's mind.

"The Eighth Mall was a new mall in Mayhama, right? That alone should have invested more than a million and a half thousand gold coins. I've never seen or heard of most of Akiba's Adventurers. What kind of mouth can you say you're poor?

Pursue sharply.

(Ah but that would be bad......)

Siloe held a temple.

Indeed, the Eighth Shopping District has begun to operate a merchant hall and may have a luxurious budget in relative terms. But pointing directly to other guild connotations goes too far as involvement.

Karasin, who reinforced the suggestive rebellion, returned the words sparingly when he smiled coldly.

"Uh. That mall, it's not in the name of [Eighth Mall], is it? It's in the name of the My Hama Commercial Facilities Management Committee. We collected construction costs from Guilmen in the form of a pre-division of warehouse and store space usage rights. Why would a member of the Eighth Shopping District who did not invest in it borrow the right to use it at a later rate? So it's not an asset of the Eighth Mall, it's not making money, and the Alliance is a poor lottery. Hi."

Karasin's words, which I cordially and politely explain, seem to have unnecessarily pierced Eins because they are polite. Japanese-style guild masters with deep vertical wrinkles (freckles) engraved between the eyebrows and a floating white hat cloud surround the round table.

The atmosphere has drawn other members somewhere.

- Uh, did you build it with that kind of hand?

- What do you mean, you have no idea.

- It's okay. Isaac, I don't even know!

- Can you explain it to Shilobo later?

Siloe holds her gaze forward as she hears the consultation that is exchanged in a whisper. It would be tough if I looked at you poorly and got the wings that I can make you explain right now here. That would be the interruption between Karasin and Ains. Siloe sifts (and everyone thinks) the barbaric courage at times because, even if it didn't look like it from around her, it's the most effective path that Siloe thinks to accomplish her purpose, not to arbitrate her peers at such a flaming conference.

That day Karasin came to visit, the two conversations even came to the subject of Eins' rampage. I know he's up to something. Because messengers from Minami frequently went in and out of the guild hall, and I couldn't see the wind trying to hide it. Ains has long been concerned about the rough atmosphere that pervades the city of Akiba and the disparity between [Adventurers]. You must be trying to do something, and it's going to cause a crack in the city of Akiba.

The sight coincided between Shiloe and Karasin.

But I can't say that there was much fruitful conversation ahead of us.

Neither Shiloe nor Karasin anticipate a future in which [Adventurers] will have full-scale protests against each other. Whatever the world is, it is in this Yamato. It is hard to think that those of Japanese origin who were placed in too peaceful an environment would wage war voluntarily, either in a good or a bad way. Disgust would be greater as a whole even if one of the two had something to run ahead of.

But on the other hand, the "earthlings" didn't even think they could be so optimistic. According to information received from Akatsuki, the Lords of the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal were nobles appointed by the Emperor of the Westlande Dynasty in the first place. Survival of its doomed Westlande region has named the "Holy Empire Westlande" and has forced its subordinates to the eastern lords. This political situation in Yamato moves against a background of roughly such circumstances.

It was the "Alliance of Free Cities Eastal", which had accumulated power in history and gradually advanced on the path of autonomy, and worshipped post-dust in military power, the "Holy Empire Westlande". In a way, that is why peace was preserved, but here the external factor of "adventurer" was added and the power relationship became chaotic.

It is also believed that that was linked to the attempted assassination of Prince Isles last month.

Such a current situation is linked to the depression that occurs in the city of Akiba, the "Honesty" Ains and the giant guild of the south | "PLANT HWYADEN" and "PLANT FROUDEN". What can you do against that kind of smell? Asked, the two of them were unable to come up with a definitive means of doing this.

Most of all, that's closer than Shiloe and Karasin being incompetent, because they have opponents, so they couldn't finalise their exact counterparts. Siloe had become a siloe, and thought of many hands to prevent such an unfortunate future, and so was Karasin, but that's far from entirely true.

If Karasin told me, Shiloe's hand was "If only he could take the other king, all army sacrifices would be unavoidable and chess would win, but it would be too eggy to be real", and from Shiloe's point of view Karasin's method was "too much Aotea pruning to pray that it would work by investing in waves and people that he could ride".

In the end we weren't right for ourselves, so we only agreed that Krusty, who went missing, was bad, but that doesn't mean Krusty is coming back from the Chinese server (which is also a headache seed).

"That's a testament to the strong being able to come up with ideas like that. Leading commercial guilds should now take into account the average adventurer."

"No, I'm partitioning that" My Hama Commercial Facilities Management Committee, "Chairman, it's a little over level forty, this is it. He started planning around just for greetings and clerical work because he was frightened in battle and didn't have a production subposition. It's hard, right?"

"Ha."

That's why I should have calmed down with stories about seeing Eins respond and get out, but it's been a rough meeting for a long time. I also initially thought that I was provoking and exploring whether or not there was a blur, but it doesn't seem to have that kind of atmosphere. This...

(Mr. Karasin, I'm guessing you're not compatible with Mr. Ains)

That was the untrue truth of more and more facial expressions.

I was convinced it was because of this that we were avoiding bumping into each other's arguments from the front. There's a line right now, and of course there's a line, but I'm guessing it's Karasin's real story. Ains calls for assistance quickly, but the possibility exists that Ains' "underprivileged (adventurers) of medium level" can also be profitable in planning and commerce, as Karasin has shown. In fact, there are success stories.

Karasin can only see Eince's demands as sweet because he sees them in real life, and perhaps, but Eince can only accept Karasin's that as a winner's pride because he sees the grief of his fellow crouching frustrated.

In that sense, they were two like water and oil.

"I don't know, if that's the case, Ainsunko, isn't that what you do?

I've got something good in mind! Isaac told Eins, who brightened his expression all the time, as though. That, of course, would have been without any other intention or malice, but that's why Siloe found out that he definitely stepped through Ains' mines. Why didn't the other members hear the tube start? I felt so clear that it was so strange.

"Mr. Ains. Listen. It's not like we don't want or haven't done anything to support low-level Adventurers. Seven Falls Castle Fort (Seventh Fall) also has a certain vertigo. All of the Adventurers you know in the Adventure Office are now Level Thirty or above. This is the figure I initially listed when Mr. Crusty was there. You can assume you've got as much level of self-defense and self-reliance as you can get."

Siloe had to go into arbitration because she felt it.

Talk to Eince in a forgiving tone. I still had to bump my mediocre opinions, as if in an incredible tone to see if it worked myself.

"Where is that Mr. Crusty?

"As I reported at the end of last month, I believe we are now somewhere within the realm of the EURED server. At D.D.D., we're thinking of sending a search party as soon as we're ready."

"Isn't that dysfunctional? I can't make every decision. What's the point of this place?

There is a swordswallowing voice called "Hey" in the fiercely high Eince.

"What does that mean? Ains. Why doesn't it make sense without those glasses?"

"It would be. Is there any value in being absent from the delegates and not being able to demonstrate leadership in the Round Table meetings?

Again. Siloe was really in the mood to scream and escape.

I'm going to hold my head about what I'm going to do by selling fights to Akiba's Great Beast. Isaac was staring at Eince with his sitting eyes by the time he was fierce.

Siroe pinches words quickly before the representatives of the Black Sword Knights, who have been denied their existence, say something. I don't know why I have to play such an arbiter, even though in the confusion I can only think backwards like that.

"Mr. Ains. - The Round Table Conference is an autonomous organization, but not a governing one. It is only on the extended line of mutual assistance and its activities are based on the good will of the participants"

Isaac lowered his floating hips to a siloe that broke in slightly more abruptly loudly. Marielle, who blues and grates, Akiya, who stays pale, and Michitaka, who scratches the bitter bug. Karasin included irritability in the thin laughter. Souzillow with his eyes down to show calm. Feeling the attention of everyone around him, Siloe manages to keep the word going. What's not good right now is silence, and if a gap can be made, the argument will be rekindled.

"The Round Table Decriment, the eleven of the Round Table, should exist as a summary of Akiba. We, the Alliance Masters, should also be gathered here to represent the will of our respective Alliance members and of the Alliance's unaffiliated and even 'earthlings' present in Akiba. Autonomy, not governance. That is a premise that every resident is willing to aspire to the future, and a meeting to gather their views. So Mr. Crusty, who you represented in relation to the session with the outside world, is not the president, even though he is, and just because he is not here does not change our mission."

"So, this meeting..."

Ains raised his voice to say something back, and deceived like he'd lost his proximity. I pushed my fist against a huge round table of marble. Even myself, I guess I realized my objection would be a loop.

Siloe was aware of that, too.

It is certainly true that Siloe spoke earlier. The round-table meeting is the place where the participating guilds are to be negotiated, and there is no compulsory power whatsoever in the meeting itself. All plans are implemented for the first time with the agreement of the participating guilds. That's the place. In it Eins' appeal was dismissed, at least at the moment.

Eins nevertheless raised the possibility that his opinions might be adopted by more superior powers - for example, by Krusty - but even that was outrageously denied by Shiloe. In the Roundtable Conference, which is only an autonomous organization by consensus, even if Krusty is present now and agrees with Eins, that does not automatically give the opinion a general opinion by the Roundtable Conference. The "Roundtable Meeting" only works with the generosity of the inhabitants of Akiba.

Siloe's opinion was to point that out, albeit in the dark.

"- I understand, Mr. Siloe. Now let's explore Honesty's path."

The nagging Ains voice seemed endlessly bitter and sinking to the bottom of his disappointment. That appearance was painful even for Karasin, who had previously argued against it, but at the same time the members of the Round Table were relieved. He said that Ains, who was a steep vanguard on this issue, so to speak, pulled a step back, which once shelved the issue itself. Of course that's not a solution, and grievances keep creeping here and there, but it takes time to deal with these problems in the first place. Everyone thought we had a respite for that time.

But that was not until the next day, when I heard the news that Ains had been entrusted as Duke of Akiba.