At the end of the day, what Eija called "the production began" was the third day since we landed on Floating Oshima.
We are now in the ruins of an urban area that extends into the middle of Oshima.
The heart of an island lined with skyscrapers, once very busy. But now there are no inhabitants, and every building is exposed to wind and rain, decaying long ago.
Somewhere, a virtual space that had been transferred before - "similar to Midgard" - was a sight with a pre-existing sense of vision.
In this way too, I recall that the place that used to be the city returned naturally over the years, and it was land when it merged with forests and lakes -.
It's just that this city has apparently not had that many months since it was abandoned, and I can barely see the green of plants, the blue of water, etc.
As far as I can see, it is an abandoned landscape, occupied by the thickness of grey.
A city without a name, a dead city.
Apparently, this was the "real stage."
"If we're on the north side, is [the enemy] on the south side?
Mr. Rose abruptly raised noisy questions about whether the air on the battlefield sniffed up early. Naturally, not only she, but everyone on this scene is already combat gear.
"Hmm, maybe not? Looks like there was a big beach to the south when I looked at the map, and I wonder if those motherfuckers were vacating over there."
Flim affirms using very naturally dirty words. If you ask me, and I projected a map of the island in my brain, there was certainly as much coastline in the south of Oshima as there was on the beach we had rented.
"Whew, Lato. I wonder, if we blow up half the island with concubine surgery from here, wouldn't this battle soon be over?
"Hmmm... that sounds like a good idea, a little too radical..."
What about the rules of the game? As much as I think it is time for me to get used to Hannu's radical remarks.
"But the new message said, 'The battlefield is this whole floating island,' doesn't it necessarily? We should be able to deal with enemies wherever they come from. Still, are we a 'white' team? Or a 'black' team?
Standing a little further away - on our right, a few Mertres - Mr. Villey came into this conversation.
"Again, as a righteous nights, is' white 'something you prefer, Captain?
Ask Villey, who cares about strange things, and Karel, next door, with a cynical grin. Regardless, I have found out how Mr. Villey will answer the question.
"That's not natural. Black should naturally be there."
In front of us, Mr. Villey is often haunted by a soft and gentle atmosphere, but because of his long relationship, he only becomes oddly childish when talking to Mr. Karel. Twin, and Mr. Ashley, standing further next to him, calmly penetrated the salt response that seemed to hear the noise.
"Captain Victoria, I was wondering if the color of the team would matter at this time."
Because it was before the battle, or to Ashley's voice, cold and pointy as thin ice, its neighbor Zelda shakes her navy blue head perpendicularly.
"It is. Whether it is white or black, you just decided to put it on black and white.... Oh, you said you were so good now, didn't you? Hey? Hey? Ashley!"
"Stop wasting it at a time like this, Zelda. Where the hell is your father?"
"Oops - isn't that terrible, Ashley? No, no!? Ji, I was just trying to relieve myself of the tension, but no, no, no!
"It's before the battle, be quiet and focus. Look, even that Julius. Oh..."
"... oh, and you're asleep while standing...?
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I think I've seen some terrible flow.
Even the top clusters in the explorer industry surprisingly interact with each other like this - what a thought, I realized there was no such thing as Mr. Fujitsu.
- Is that it? You're such a prominent person...
"Cartesian Third" is one of the executives of the up-and-coming cluster "Knights of Pale Red Flames" Noble Prominence Nights "- Mr. Project. As the alias" The Lacquered Knight (Libertus Ex.) "indicates, the other members are wearing a uniform based on a pale tone, which can also be described as the symbolic color of" Lady Sword Villey, "while only one of them is wearing a lacquered black battle coat for some reason.
Whatever I call it by cluster name, I'm sure he's a "joker" in "NPK". Atmospherically and powerfully. That's why the alias' Statue of Liberty 'is a mix of nouns, maybe.
Besides, his first name is quite famous, but no one knows his wonder and family name. Perhaps your boss, Mr. Villey or Mr. Karel, would know, but it's also strange that I'm the outsider at first. I'm a little concerned, but I can't even ask questions to the extent I'm concerned.
Mr. Jet, who can be described as such a heterologous molecule, has not shown himself to be the greatest from now on. To say that he was also a powerful player in the last trinity of simultaneous gatekeeper fights.
No way is it a savotage. This is the situation. Setouchi, whether or not he can go back to his original place, can't possibly do something irresponsible like that, and I don't think Mr. Villey, Mr. Karel, and especially Mr. Ashley will forgive him in the first place.
- Does that mean you're hiding yourself for some reason, or something? Oh, maybe there's a secret operation for Mr. Karel that wasn't released at yesterday's meeting? Or do you think I forgot to ask...?
I'm suddenly anxious because I'm not confident in my memory, but I can't even ask someone now.
The game start time specified by Eija is exactly noon. "Check the SEAL clock, we only have a few more minutes. It's not a very good behavior as a cluster leader to tell extra stories and sharpen everyone's focus before the battle that's about to begin.
- Not good, what do I do... hey, I have to manage to remind myself of just my powers...!
In a hurry, I activate a fast-thinking stunt to say I'm proud or something.
It took me a while to dig up yesterday's (Sakurotsu) memories.
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As you know, we spent our first day ashore playing plenty by the sea.
I knew there was no point in scratching in vain in in this situation, trapped in a mysterious space, and the purpose was to rest between the bundles healing the fatigue of the trials I had undergone in the floating islands.
But on the second day, Ayja had already handed out the rules of "production," so the leisure mood flew somewhere until the previous day, and we decided to hold a joint meeting in the morning between BVJ and Villey and the Knights of the Pale Red Flame, Noble Prominence Nights.
Needless to say, the rules that Eija has communicated are simple and lucid, no matter what you think. Therefore, there may be a number of 'ways out'. It was in the spirit of this meeting to scrutinize them one by one and to reduce the risk at all by checking with Ayja.
The checklist was headed by Mr. Karel shortly after the rules arrived, apparently by an executive member of The Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights. As soon as the meeting began, the list was distributed to all participants' "SEALs".
At this point, I was more embarrassed than I was. Speaking of me last night, Flim, Mr. Rose, and Hannu were angry with me, and I was full of myself. I thought I had to scrutinize the rules, but I hadn't turned my head until I listed the problems.
But if you think about it, this is' do it, naturally 'as an explorer who makes danger a business.
Karel and the others who do the "Natural as Explorer" so that they breathe, at the same time they were in awe, I even felt drawn.
Nevertheless, is.
There was something I could do to help.
It is - the role of 'getting answers to questions from Eija'.
Because at the beginning of the meeting, we had time to share information, and since Ayja showed up, we've been disconnected from each other.
- In the first place, what the hell is this situation?
- Where is the beginning and what can we do to solve it?
Questions from the "NPK" side, such as this, naturally erupted, and I still had to explain the content of the Eija conversation.
If you think about it, as soon as Mr. and Mrs. Villey set foot in the "Hierarchy Without Opening" special security room, Howell was isolated from us and forcibly transferred to this floating archipelago without a busy explanation.
Moreover, there, with the trials of the mystery prepared by Eija.
The whole thing, what's going on - at least it seemed to me that I was responsible for one end of the culprit.
Therefore, I shared the contents of my dialogue with Eija with the NPK members.
Apparently, this time, Lunatic Babel's lead program, Aurgermill, named Ayja, started to sign this deal with me, Ragdishardt. I told them to make it sound as if this one was the victim as much as possible.
Later, Hanu and Flim gently pissed me off saying, 'I don't have to go into that much detail about anything,' but in my case, I thought I should be honest with you about this from the start, because lying poorly would be the feather of showing off my horse's legs as soon as I could.
So I don't even know what the intent is, but anyway, Ayja's purpose is to sign a contract with me, and I didn't cover it up that he even called this one 'My Master' at the moment.
Then,
"If that's the case, you don't have a hand in not using that rug."
And whoever said with an invincible grin, it is Mr. Karel.
"As you can see behind this distributed rule, apparently this gamemaster is in a good mood. Anyway, I may reply to what I feel is the underlying rules table of the game. It's like writing," I don't when I don't. "If so, sending questions from the person who seems to have the highest response rate should be the best measure '
Rather, it was not difficult to predict that Eija would not respond to the question that way at the end of the day when it said, 'If there is no reply, the answer is basically' No '.
In fact, it's a message before me or Hannu, or Eija, who frequently shows up with that personality and face in communications through the app, but from what I hear, he hasn't shown up at all at anyone else's. Even during hint messages such as stone tablets and murals, he said that only clerical and mechanical texts lined him up and there was little part to smell his personality.
Obviously, I'm the only one who's been molested by Ayja.
For better or worse.
Bad news is that Flim, Rose, and Villey heard about the trials they had on other floating islands.
In conclusion, it seems that I or my three ghost brothers - no, should I now write [siblings] anymore? - did not appear before anyone else a floor master like 'Isanami, Queen of the Root Country' who fought.
Fortunately, Flim and Mr. Rosé were flown to the same island in a combination, just like me and Hannu, where they still bowled with Howell's one-of-a-kind Explorer Hunt (Red Lamb) guys.
Instead of having a gatekeeper there, as opposed to a floormaster, he was forced to do some 'collection of items'. The way it was said is light, but it seemed like a kind of orienteering, which is Flim's story. By the way, if the details are discounted and only the results are said, Flim and Mr. Rose naturally won the early winning battle. Even so, I didn't finish collecting items first, because the other side has been a nasty obstruction - mainly of Flim - although they said it was an overwhelming result of blood on their heads and relentlessly bogged down.
Nonetheless, listening to a pair of stories like Mr. Villey and Mr. Zelda, Mr. Karel and Mr. Jet, Mr. Ashley and Mr. Julius, has not been as important as me and Hannu. At least, if it were too late, the island would collapse, what a peaceful trial at all compared to the story.
Is this a coincidence? Is that what happens when you're unlucky and only me, Hannu, and Howell and Yazaemon pull off the lottery?
- No, that can't be right.
Absolutely [deliberately].
There is no certainty but there is certainty.
Ayja must have decided to do that - and.
gossip.
Nevertheless, I am certain that Ayja sees me as special.
If so, Karel is right, it is more of a stone to take it backwards. Tactics are 'doing what the enemy doesn't like', and given the current situation, Eija should be called the enemy and it was naturally ultimate to not hesitate to strike the hand that I think is most effective.
So whenever the confirmation was confirmed at the meeting, I sent a question to Ayja via an app named "L Concierge" in the example.
As expected, the reply was quick. Ayja returned the response at a rate that sounded like it would, and our meeting went really temporarily.
For example, a question about 'magic' in a rule.
Q. Do I get time to practice 'magic' beforehand?
A. No. The effect was explained. The conditions are the same for both white and black teams. Learn how to use it in practice after the production begins.
Q. If "hack" is used on a player who is not using "wall", it is said that "wall unavailability" will occur, but is it possible to defeat this by any means?
A. No. There is no means of overthrowing it. Until the effect time expires, the player cannot use 'Wall'.
Q. What happens if you use "wall" in "wall unavailability"?
A. MP is not depleted because "Magic" does not activate, and "Cool Time" does not occur.
Q. Is it possible to lay more 'freezes' on players who have already received 'freezes' and are no longer able to move?
A. Impossible. There is no 'freeze' override, and no effect time extension, 'magic' users lose MP and 'cool time' occurs.
Does "Q" mean "wall unavailable" by "hack" as well?
A. Similar. There is no 'hack' override, and no effect time extension, 'magic' users lose MP and 'cool time' occurs.
- I assumed a roughly conceivable pattern, such as - and confirmed all of that to Ayja.
As a result, one conclusion is drawn.
"So this game is about teamwork." How organic you can move as a group, not as a force of individuals... that's what makes it so important '
It was Mr. Villey who cut it off.
The key to the game will still be the 'magic' that players can use for each of them.
Except for the "salvage" with special specifications, the "search" of the opponent, the "freeze" of the opponent's rigid, the "wall" of the invincible defense, the "hack" of the invincible destruction prevention, all have a uniform effect time of one minute, and the cool-time at which the MP consumed is one and yet occurs is three minutes.
Each player has a maximum MP of 10, so 'Magic' can be used at least 10 times per player.
However, the "Cool Time" is three minutes as opposed to one minute of effect time.
I mean, I really don't have the effect of 'magic' for more than two minutes, and I get unprotected time that I can't use.
Burying there is my buddy "Magic". Even if one person is made rigid with 'freeze', it is only good for his fellow using 'wall' to protect him. The same is true on the offensive side: if one uses a 'hack' and the other uses a 'freeze', he can almost completely disable the enemy player.
Working with allies - that's the equation that leads to 'winning', the purpose of the game.
'If that's the case, you don't have time to play anymore. Training, you guys. "
In the voice of Mr. Villey's crane, the afternoon of the second day coincided with "group training for the production".
Regardless, 'Magic' cannot be used without the game having started. That's exactly what the aforementioned Eija asked.
But virtual training is fine. As you can see in the rulebook, in practice you have to say the name 'Magic' in your mouth. Then you can voice 'magic' and train on the assumption that it has worked.
What a preparation, an app for training had been created by the hands of Karel and Ashley. I'm sure he was ready to draw conclusions within last night. It was impromptu, but it was only half a day of training. It would have been enough to get a little bit of a sense of action.
After a while, we started battle training with "Magic" for "The BVJ (Bullish Violet Jokers)" and "The Knights of Pale Red Flames" Noble Prominence Nights ".
It is the collaboration between Formation and Magic that should be confirmed. Predict enemy action and remind your body to instantly hit the corresponding measures.
Eija's response was, 'Learn how to use it in practice after the production starts', but that's too late. It's Howell and the rest of us who are going to fight. The Explorer Hunt (Red Ram). I don't know what out-of-rule cowardly hands you're going to use. Wherever possible, it was desirable to kill instantly in a way that followed the rules.
It is also important to analyze and predict how they are coming out.
That one will probably come after Mr. Villey and Karel, the heads of the cluster, and me and Hannu as a top priority.
Especially me.
This is the idea of reversal. Mr. Karel said,
"If I turn to your enemy, I will undoubtedly beat you first," Beowulf the Brave. "Absolute Square is impossible to stop once activated by your assistive technique. It moves too fast to hit 'Freeze' or 'Hack', and it only keeps the invincible effect of 'Wall' for a minute. Extreme story, it won't be impossible for you to wipe out an enemy team all by yourself. So I would use any hand to get you first and surely. [M] That would be the same for Howell Roberts. Especially once, if you're defeated."
So, naturally, Hannu's extreme surgery ceremony and Mr. Villey's pale flame are also troublesome, but above all, my speed is the biggest threat.
Of course not. I don't know what I'm talking about, but once Absolute Square gets 1024 times the enhancement coefficient, it doesn't exist. If it is or may be the Gatekeeper Hercules of Mr. Rosé or the Siglos Schweinberg, formerly known as Fusion (Union), who became a dragon man form - on the contrary, there can be no rivalry to my Absolute Square if it is not all that monster.
Nevertheless, there are also weaknesses in such "Absolute Square". No one has to tell me, and this is something I know best myself.
Initial,.
As the statement "If it's only three minutes, I'm the strongest swordsman in the world," which I'm ashamed of, rarely gets tense and runs in my mouth, if it's only three minutes, which is the effect time of the supportive technique ceremony, I can wield a hell of a fierce outrage.
But on the contrary, in other times, I'm just a swordsman, an explorer under the good.
In order for me to be "the most powerful swordsman in the world", it is almost imperative that I use the support technique in stages and raise the gear in order to double, quadruple, and eightfold the enhancement coefficients. Sometimes "Strength", "Rapid" and "Protection" are activated ten times at a time to instantly become "Absolute Square", but that is only a curve of cornered quotes. As far as I'm concerned, it's close to the business of threading needle holes in the dark, a method I wouldn't want to do if I could. Because if we lose control of the flesh at all, it is imperative that we lead to an immediate death level accident. It is precisely a one-shot art of crossing.
Therefore, the enemy should be seen as aiming for the timing of its "rise and rise". At least until the enhancement factor rises one hundred and twenty-four times, my strength - or performance - is only at the explorer level from scratch to scratch. If you are a class explorer comparable to Mr. Villey or Mr. Karel, it is a level that you can crush in an instant if you feel like it. For example, Niebeth, who once belonged to NPK and scoffed at me as "Hancer," was beaten with a sheathed sword by Mr. Villey and passed out with a single blow.
Therefore, we "BVJ" had to work out measures to avoid being crushed first. If the enemy player team folds up "Freeze" or "Hack," as I mentioned, I'll be powerless all at once. The thing to be corrupt is not to be alone. If it is a pair of diagrams, it is definitely controlled by being pushed away by the amount of 'magic'. Conversely, many versus many can find a viable path.
Me, Hannu, and Rosé and Flim have devised a number of patterns of collaboration, assuming a variety of situations, 'This is what happens when this happens' and 'This is what happens when this happens', and practicing them in practice.
But it is us who do not have the letter "collaborative" from the beginning. From time to time, the individual forces protruded too much, and it was simply us "BVJ" who felt like "the Four [fight]" rather than "the Four". What an impossible story it was to immediately make a collaboration that added "magic" to the tactics.
But we knew a long time ago that we couldn't work together. Yes, if you can't do it well, then you can do it.
Ideally, we should work together in detail and calculation. but it is first impossible to build stone walls with big stones and big stones. I guess we can do that if each other is shaped beautifully, but sadly, we are the 'trump card (Jokers)' of gizzards with togetherness.
At the end of the day, the collaborative actions that crossed "Magic" narrowed down to the minimum we needed, and eventually we focused our practice on the three patterns we adopted. Of course, if we're going to be complete, we should think about the 'NPK' people and the collaboration involved, but given our clumsiness, it's imperative that it be counterproductive. In that sense, we were everywhere Special Forces.
The second day of the floating Oshima landing began with field training.
That evening, Ayja sent a message to everyone's "SEAL" announcing that the start of the production would be noon the following day.
The condition that he was saying 'a little vague, but for the duration of the vacation, until the physical strength and energy of all participants is fully restored' would have been fulfilled. I mean, even Howell, who did all that damage, has completely recovered.
I thought you were going to fight that sturdy guy again - but there was no wonder and anxiety.
Last time I was alone, it was exactly what I would call a lonely struggle, but now Hanu is here, and even Mr. Rosé is a flim.
What's more, we can fight without restricting the use of supportive techniques.
I didn't feel like losing.
Of course, the assistive technique of physical enhancement (physical enhancement) can be burdensome for the body, and the usage limit may be less than a minute instead of three minutes. But that's what it is.
I have such dependable company. [M]
If you're with everyone, it's not an exaggeration to say a hundred manpower, no, a thousand manpower.
Did they find out if they were a bunch of Explorer Hunts (Red Rum)?
I will win again next time and I will always try to get back to where I came from with everyone else.
Yes, without missing anyone -!
On this day, during the practice of collaboration, I was accidentally hit with Hanu's Zhengtian spiritual symbol, caught in Mr. Rose's chain, beaten, and bathed all over Flim's blown dirt sand, and I still swore to my heart, so.
- Is it really possible to add or subtract from our poor collaboration?
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I was stunned once again when I finished playing yesterday's memories.
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I don't know what to do, no matter how much I explore my memory, there's no reason at all why Mr. Jet isn't here.
- Is that it? That's crazy, but we're all normal, and no one cares that Mr. Jet isn't here, and maybe I'm the only one left out of the company...!?
"What's up, Lato? What are you in a hurry?
"What!?
My inner impatience was unconsciously in my attitude, and I was worried by Hanu standing next to me.
I rushed to make a smile.
"No, you know, I'm in a hurry, it's not that big of a deal..."
"What the fuck, dude? Totally... so I thought you asked me if I'd go with my concubine earlier."
"Chi, no. Hey, not that way."
I was told something I didn't even think about, so I accidentally said it back. Then Hannu tilted his ankle with Kyoton,
"If it wasn't that way, which way would you say it was?
"Oh, no, so that's, what do you say..."
No way, I've been curious about not seeing Mr. 'NPK' Project for a while now, but maybe there's a secret operation that Mr. Villey or Mr. Karel thought about, and I'd like to ask you a question, but the game starts almost later, and I kind of hate to talk about it extra and get bummed up on the way in and into the fight in a subtle way, so I was just soaking it up without meaning - if I'm going to say anything, maybe the game starts in the meantime.
So I decided to deceive myself for now. [M]
"Well, it's okay, Pops, because it's not that big of a deal, and I think it's probably something you'll find out the answer to soon, and it's not enough to get you worried... uh, thanks, Hanu"
Thanking Hanu for what he cared about, he laughed at Hanu for whether that was enough or not.
"Um, the concubine is Lato's only best friend. I'll always care about your troubles."
Smiling - and smiling in an upbeat mood, Hanu is not in the mood to go to the battlefield from now on. Well, when it comes to the usual around there, it's the usual.
And it seems that the start time of the game has come within such a nasty interaction.
"Hey guys, you're getting together. It's time. '
Suddenly, I wondered if a voice sounded directly in my head, and a huge AR screen appeared in the sky, where Ayja's face was shown.
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Most of the humans on this scene showed breathtaking signs. I never thought anyone would make such a fancy appearance.
Nonetheless, the size of the AR screen appearing higher than that of a decaying skyscraper is unusual. You look huge even when you're so far away. Wouldn't the long side be in kilotres?
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I'm stunned by so much, I don't have a word.
The beauty of Ayja on one side of the sky reminded me, from that scale, of Hannu's icons of the greatest surgical ceremony. Even so, it's not that big on a boulder.
'It's something I don't even have to ask, but did you take a good look at the rules? I intend to answer some of the questions I have received in good faith. By the way, even if they complain later, they won't be able to handle it, so I just want you to understand that there's no harm in it.'
Even though the size of his face would increase, Ayja was still Ayja. I'm somewhat asexually angry around letting him meditate on one eye in vain when he says he's the culprit.
'Well, the basic rules have already been released ahead of time, but to tell the truth, that's not everything, is it? If you're a well-guessed player, you've already noticed, but this game needs some more rules.'
It's the first time I've noticed it since I was told.
When I check the message distributed to "SEAL" from Eija, it does say. The last one said, 'That's the basic rule' -.
'First of all, as I contacted you beforehand, the play area is all around this area. Not only the central main island you are currently on, but also the island you used in the qualifying round. "
Eija's appearance on the AR screen was smaller and instead the map of the floating archipelago we are in was closed up. A huge main island in the centre, nearly thirty small islands surrounding it like satellites. It looks somewhere like an enlarged view of the bacteria or something because all of it is connected by a large bridge.
'If you go anywhere else, you're disqualified, but, well, this is the air. I can't go anywhere else. Well, if you want to be sucked into the eternal sky and die, I won't stop you, but aside from that. If the play area is too large, you have to leave. There are players who run around and keep hiding. Yes, I will definitely show up. Then, even if there is no problem at the beginning, the progress of the game will be delayed at the end, so the countermeasure rules will also be necessary'.
Heh heh, and Eija smiles lusciously. It's as if I've been through this many times, or just saying that what you guys do is foreseeable.
"You are being watched by every single one of you. Therefore, let's penalize those who do not intend to participate in the game at all times. The name is" Blue Freeze. "Unlike normal freezes, what a ten-minute stiffness is imposed. Of course, you'll be the subject of a search, so if they find you and attack you while you're still stiff, that's it. '
Haha, and laughs with sincere pleasure, Ayja continues.
'Oh, right. You need a definition of who doesn't want to be in the game. Okay, let's make a fine time. For more than thirty minutes, if you do not confront an enemy player, do not use magic, do not possess a weapon, or if any of the above conditions are met, "Blue Freeze" is activated. Thereafter, this is activated every thirty minutes as long as the conditions continue to be met, even if sufficient rigidity is solved. If you don't mind, it's good to keep running.'
I felt like I heard the voice go on, although I couldn't do it anyway. I didn't put it out in my mouth, but Ayja's white smile said that out of the blue.
'Yeah, yeah, time. Of course, but if there is a beginning, there is an end. It's inevitable. Of course there's an end to this fun game. Of course when all the players died, but on the boulder, that would be nothing more than slaughter. So let's make it a time limit. Yes -'
Here Ayja turned her gaze upper-right and thought slightly. Everyone would have thought that you hadn't decided beforehand.
"- Six hours, maybe enough? It will be dinner time by then. You can't fight when you're hungry, could you? You can't help it because humans are such creatures. It's just noon. [Play] will be just in time for it to be over. '
There is no right to defend Ayja, who feels that she has made the right decision at the moment. It's all on his palm. Eija, the game master, is the rule, and whatever it is, we just have to accept and play.
'So I'm going to let you guys enjoy the game a lot until 18: 00. Needless to say, people have their own fun. I want you to enjoy a nice time in a thoughtful way. Now, if I declare "Game Start," let's start production at that moment. Oh, yeah, yeah...'
So, even once again, Ayja meditated on one eye to show it, as she remembered, and grinned.
'- You forgot the key thing. Team up. Whether the opponent is an enemy or an ally is identifiable if you look at the icon displayed above your head, so you should take a careful look at it. By the way.'
So much so that Eija stopped her tongue, deliberately pretending to look at the panorama of the island at the footage of the AR screen floating in the sky to see if we were actually there.
Then, haha, and laugh adorably, then release a word of the synagogue.
"[Team splitting is Atlanta]. Come on, start the game. '
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Unexpectedly voiced in an incredible dialogue.
No, I need a minute.
Now, what did he say about the video floating in the air?
- Team split, Atlantic...?
No, no, wait, wait, wait a lot.
It won't be. That would be strange.
'Cause this game wasn't - [a one-sided showdown with us and Howell]?
"... what?
Late to me, Hannu raised her voice of doubt. It still is. Hannu must have thought the same thing about me. No, that must be the same for Mr. Rose and Flim, as well as Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel.
We're all on the same team here - that must have been the big premise. Even yesterday's meeting took place with that as its backbone. That's why we even practiced working with each other.
And yet...
Putting it down for a beat, the folks at "Noble Prominence Nights," the Knights of Pale Red Flames, "as if they had cut the weir, also began to blur.
What the hell does that mean, maybe...
But ruthlessly, a declaration of initiation called 'Game Start' has already been released from Ayja's mouth.
Suddenly, over the heads of everyone on this scene, a picon, and a palm-sized square icon emerged.
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While everyone was stunned, the icon began to shine and flash. Repeat that the color changes at a certain time with white, black, white, black.
anxiety that spreads all over your chest at once. The feeling of sweat seeping through the pores of your whole body.
- No way, no way, no way...!?
The flashing interval becomes shorter. It gradually increases its speed.
It's like being turned around a slot that stops randomly. No, it must be itself. The fact that it appeared above each individual's head meant that there was a judgment for each individual and that the results were not uniform.
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Everyone stares at the overhead icon and doesn't make it microscopic. Truth is, I even forgot to breathe.
The square icon was flashing for about a few seconds in time. But our sense of watching the end was felt in the dozens of seconds.
Eventually, the end comes abruptly.
The icons above everyone's heads were divided into 'white' and 'black', respectively, and stopped.
This is the moment when team splitting is decided.
At this time, I ran so nervous that I wondered if the air had become solid.
A moment of silence.
In my sight - "White".
Immediately wave your gaze to check your buddy's color.
Hanu - "White".
Mr. Rosé - "Black".
Flim - "Black".
"- Huh...!?
There are four of them, and it would almost be a miracle if they were all on the same team - the calm part of their heads says. But it was still helpless and painful for the rugged prayer of the part that wasn't to be denied by the reality in front of me.
Seeing, Hannu, Mr. Rose and Flim all have a bewildered look on their faces and look at each other. It's too unexpected to be true, and it's acting up.
Neither do I. I don't know if I can say I'm lucky I'm unhappy, but only Hanu is the same 'white' team as me anyway. But - do you really have to contend with Rose and Flim on the 'black' team as enemies? Such an idiot. I don't know how many games I want to play, but I don't like it too much.
- They did it...! I can't believe there was a pit in here...!
Although I had intended to understand Ayja's and hence Lunatic Babel's ever-blackening malice, it still seemed that such a thing was only a conjecture.
I can't believe there was such a disgusting trick available on the outside of the rules anymore -!
I tried to spin my thoughts that I might have some hand to overturn this decision, even though I bite at my own unknown that I didn't realize the trap, that was when.
"Those on the 'black' team, listen to me! This is just a game! Not in action! Think of it as a form of recreation!
A strong voice sounded well clear.
The voice lord is Karel, deputy head of the 'NPK' regiment.
Over its head, there is a black square icon.
By a clear slippery tongue and a powerful voice, he holds in one hand the same reins of stunning.
"Never mind who's the enemy! All I'm saying is, it's just a game!
Is the force that keeps you from saying yes or no, or is Mr. Karel's skill as a commander? There was a strange force in the ear-shaking voice, as if it were stained directly across the psychological barrier to the core of the head.
In fact, strays clear from the look on the face of everyone who hears Mr. Karel's words and calm is instantly restored.
I was on my way.
"- My" Black "team's top goal is" Brave Beowulf "! You can use any hand you want! Definitely [stop] him!!
I was only about to obey the decree, which was given like an electric shock, for a moment. "The brave Beowulf said it was about him.
"- Huh...?
From a tone that calms a person's mind, a sudden, fast-talking order. I accidentally move as instructed, but the target is none other than myself - I can't go about the rush, my thoughts are empty and I freeze.
For a second.
"-Ratto!!
"Huh!?
Hannu's sharp voice caught my consciousness, and I took me back.
The next moment, many things happened at the same time.
Numerous "SEALs" are simultaneously encouraged by Mr Karel's directive. 'Black' team of 'NPK' members, the brilliance of their Photon Blood. The will to rush up to a single list as a geyser. A kaleidoscopic sight somewhere colorful.
Mixed in it, pure purple and malachite green glow.
Together, the sound of a doorbell made of a bunch of gold pipes ringing continuously. Metal sound when hitting the iron harp in a row. Running through the universe and the ground are chains of ethereal silver and red silver.
"Sati Raider Unison! Twin Dikapur Maximum Charge!
A command voice for a very quick flim. Purple Photon Blood sprays enormously from a silver rod and a pitch-black combat boot.
"- Don't be frightened, heh!
Mr. Karel's presumptuous orders slap the 'black' team on the back with momentum.
At this moment, the embankment named Stagnation collapsed as per the balance puzzle.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!
A fierce explosion (walk-ray).
Mixed among them are:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Rug, I'm going to be serious"
"I'm coming, Hartwowwwwwwwww!
It was the voice of Mr. Rose and Flim who felt no forgiveness or mercy whatsoever.
"Uh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!?
I can't go about the Galari and changing situation, but the 'black' team that has become the enemy is no longer questionable. They attack me with their weapons turned into rage in their hands.
The rays of the sun sitting in Jomtien were blocked by a flock of people coming leaping, a huge shadow.
"Freeze!" "Hack! '" Freeze!' "Hack! '" Hack!' "Hack! '" Freeze!' "Hack! '" Freeze!' "Freeze! '" Freeze!
A number of 'freezes' and 'hacks' are activated simultaneously.
What I see in my eyes is a colorful flash. Apparently, the 'magic' of each player also tramples the color of his Photon Blood.
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In the blink of an eye, my concentration exploded.
Fast thinking, combat arithmetic. Subjective times stop.
'Freeze' and 'Hack' pouring like rain. Even if I activated "Wall," it doesn't make sense, and if I'm stopped moving like this, I'm in octopus beating from eight directions, and I'm disqualified.
I have to say that the boulder is Mr. Karel. Instant and Fast Track. It's a good cut I can't imitate. [M]
But I have intentions, too. It seems like the game is about to start. Is it easy to get hit? Yes, I'm a supportive technique enhancer. It's my area of expertise to protect myself and my people!
"- Hannuh!"
While calling Hannu's name right next door, I loaded my "SEAL" output slot with a surgical formula. It's not the physical enhancement (physical enhancement) support formula that activates it - it's
"Scutum!
Fifteen anti-tampering formulas were activated simultaneously. But this is not to protect yourself. Whether the rays emitted by "Magic" can be prevented by a surgical shield is an unknown area. Hence...
"- Ha!"
Deploying a thin purple hexagonal shield is [at the foot] of each of Flim and Rosé and the members of "NPK" who leap at me.
I don't know. I shake my arms up and lift the "Scutum", which occurs in fragmented coordinates by precision manipulation, with momentum.
"- So yah!
――
All of a sudden, they looked up to a thin purple field spread beneath their feet, but soon they resisted [being turned upside down].
Everyone who was trying to shine a 'magic' light on me fell down as a stir-fry jumping on a frying pan, or as a comedian stepping on a banana skin. On the ground or in the air, but regardless.
"- What...!?
"Ugh!?
I hear Mr. Rose's sharp exhalation, a fleeting scream of flim, and even the surprise voices of the 'NPK' members.
The rays emitted by the "black" team, completely disintegrated, deviate in the direction, and are scattered in a very fragmented direction. Specifications should impose three minutes of "cool time" on people who use "magic" right now.
- All right, the first wave is over! If this is the case, hold Hannu up and leave.
"Sweet, Rag."
"Huh!?
Behind - I heard an unlikely voice from an unexpected direction, and a current ran down my spine.
- Mr. Karel!? Why!?
Mr. Karel, who was supposed to be making a decree earlier on, was turning behind me at a speed that only seemed like an instantaneous move.
It was too hard to believe, the moment I tried to look back unexpectedly,
"Gu -!?"
Mr. Karel's arm turned around his neck and I was lifted with my throat extremed, showing up backwards without feeling a sign.
- Oh no, how did you get behind me!? No, this state is worse than that......!
Sometimes I suffer from strangulation, but I shake my legs in a jittery to resist at all. As it was, I tried to wall the atmosphere with the support technique "Serie Walk" and force Mr. Karel to unravel his restraint by rushing straight up.
But.
"- All the 'black' teams, take aim at Beowulf for each of me! Don't hesitate! This is an order!
- Been...!?
Mr. Karel, who grabbed me from behind, said something loud and outrageous.
- Are you kidding me...!?
I don't believe it. Mr. Karel is a commander. Even though "White" and "Black" team-splitting has been decided randomly, it still makes no difference that he is a leader. If Mr. Karel is disqualified, there's a chance that the Black team will be just a U.N. crowd.
"I told you, Mr. Rag. If you have become an enemy, use any hand to be the first, and surely I will seize you -. Now is the time."
Spot my agitation, or Mr. Karel whispers in his ear. The stiffness of his voice was the stiffness of his readiness itself.
With any hand - yes, Mr. Karel was determined to stop me even at the expense of himself, the commander.
"- Huh...!?
The second line of the 'black' team is approaching me, stunned by the unfolding that I didn't expect.
Oh, my God, isn't there even a mix of Mr. Ashley and Mr. Zelda in there? They both have black stained square icons floating over their heads.
"I won't hesitate, Beowulf"
"I'm sorry, Beo. Come on!
Bring your stuff. Mr. Ashley rushes over at high speed. Mr. Zelda is cold, loosening his mouth just a little fun, but we're both serious about his eyes (seriously).
Orange and blue brilliance, a hyperbolic sword and a straight stab sword are shaken. Two lips open and 'freeze' and 'hack' is called, that moment.
Smiley meteors flashed.
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The two faces are stunned and the 'magic' that was about to be emitted is interrupted. On the contrary, Mr. Ashley and Mr. Zelda, who were heading straight for me, what a kick to each other when they raised one leg at the same time as if they had made an offer. The soles of the combat boots clash against each other, and the two blow left and right as they were played.
Five brilliant arrows of light pierced the space where the two flew away at the verdict of Ta 'i with the auspicious wind.
"... are you Princess Xiaolong"
"Yes, it was dangerous for you!
The two "Cartesian Third" landed by absorbing and absorbing the recoil of the cluttered evasive motion only by the spring of their bodies, are breathtaking to attack by a smear-coloured meteor - that is, the talisman crystal of Hannu's Zhengtian spiritual symbol.
- Hannuh...!
The moment the joy exploded to the timing of my best friend's support here,
"If you look around, you'll lose your neck, right?
A beautiful, horrible sound pierced his ear hole, like dropping ice on a glass.
With Mr. Villey's voice, a glimmer of air runs behind his neck. Between Mr. Karel's chest and my nagging with cold air - through a very narrow gap was probably the sword's body.
The moment I felt the sword thrust through my noodle thread,
- Oh, dead?
I just thought that was all.
It is no longer the Sickle of Reaper itself that caresses the neck muscles cold. If this cold sign moves gently for a few centimeters, my neck falls [by the way] - such a future was visionary and seemed to be true.
Before the overwhelming "death," there was no fear or regret. Right before death, I say the memories I've lived so far look like running lights, but I didn't even see that.
I'm about to die - that harsh fact was poked right in front of me, and it was engraved straight into my soul.
So.
…………
Alive - not yet.
I felt strange when I realized that. I felt indescribable, like I was reborn, like my second life had just begun. It's as if the world is shining.
And when I realized it, Mr. Karel, who strangles me, had been released from custody. My legs are on the ground at some point.
"... even though it's a game, do you seriously aim for the neck of your direct reports, Captain?
If you look back at your half-hearted voice, there's Mr. Carrell taking Mr. Villey's sword with a caged hand (gauntlet) on both arms. The etherinium blade is slightly or sinking into the metal cage hand, and I can see with certainty that Mr. Villey's slaughter was meant to be.
"Oh, that's funny, Karellen. ['Cause it's a game], it's decided. It's not a job you hate, is it? When do you say you don't get serious about playing games and you get serious?
I turned my blade relentlessly on my men - or on Mr. Villey's head, where I seriously fell neck, the 'white' icon.
- Oh, good, I was on your side, Mr. Villey...!
Now the sweat erupted from the pores all over my body.
That was seriously bad. I really thought he was dead, and the sensations just now weren't in that dimension like 'I've noticed' or 'I've given up'. The spirit accepted death before the flesh - a state I could only say so.
I made you think so even though you weren't slashed, Mr. Villey's awesome swordsmanship. "Having the sword was such an experience.
"- General! 'White' team, listen to me! I will defend the brave Beowulf with all my might! Now is a great opportunity to screw up the acumen of the 'black' team! This is where you decide the flow!
Suddenly, Mr. Villey's clean voice sounded sobering. Unlike Mr. Karel's, it's a treble, a voice that spreads so well. Ringing across the atmosphere.
'- Ha!'
Even though we measured the timing, the 'NPK' member 'White' team responded simultaneously. As if Mr. Villey's decree set his soul on fire, he naturally begins to form a formation to protect me.
"-Don 't pull, the 'black' team! Keep pushing it in!
In the face of a crushed form of 'black' team, but Mr. Karel's instructions of strength fly.
"You can't let me do this! The 'White' team, quick, but this is where it's supposed to be!
The opposing Mr. Villey also dares to fight through the attitude.
The joint cluster of "BVJ (Bullish Violet Jokers)" and "Knights of Pale Red Flames" Noble Prominence Nights "was split in two by Eija's mastery.
The split team of "White" and "Black" instantly creates a conflicting structure around me - "Beowulf the Brave" - who makes me the biggest danger molecule and fights.
But Ayja's game "The Production" has just begun.
From the beginning of the wind cloud, the curtain of the wave-length stage was cut and dropped.