The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

It's about three hundred mertes to the village, the distance between your eyes and your nose.

While walking, Paddleshiff and Roberry ascertain the feel of a virtual pseudo-soul (avatar).

First of all, I am amazed at the realism of the senses transmitted to the five senses.

Feels like stepping on the ground, the sound of your gear rubbing against you, the chirping of a little bird. Smell, taste of grass you feel when you inhale the air. The feeling of the wind stroking through your cheeks...

Yugdheim Online is very popular in the city of world trees. The ad said 'Adventures in the World of Dreams', but it was more than I imagined I would actually experience. Instead of dreaming, this is already "another reality".

"Oh, yeah."

Paddleshiff reached for the sword he lowered to his waist and tried to pull the initial equipment dagger (short sword) out of his sheath. Raise your sword tip high in the sky and the sun will shine back.

"Cool......"

A sharp blade is a beautifully polished iron alloy sword.

"No," he said, "no," in a space where there is nothing. I will make a bare gesture once.

Humph, and there's a creepy noise, and the perfect sword tip stops near the ground.

I have good fat muscles, and I don't feel like I'm swinging by a sword.

"I saw it, Robbery! I could have waved my sword!

"Brilliant. You're a sword user, Paddleshiff"

"... sounds like a lie"

I was surprised to see the sword in my hand and let my eyes shine with joy.

"Smile (eh). The chosen profession, 'Swordsman (Serveria)' seems to acquire sword skills, handling in advance"

"That's the thing...... right"

Ha, I laughed bitterly, but I quickly regained my mind.

In the real world, Paddleshiff could not think of lifting a sword. I can't breathe just by walking, let alone lift and wield a heavy sword.

Thanks to the red secret medicine (...) that your father obtained from his contract with the wise man, he recovered by the time he was able to walk well. Until then, Paddlesif had suffered such a major illness that he wandered the frontier of life and death...... Robery had asked him.

Because after you can lay on the floor, you have vague memories from along the way. Instead, my memory in the hospital bed is almost broken.

But I don't care about that now.

I want to run around as much as I want and swing my sword around.

"Sensation. Hardly discernible from reality, but the weight of swords and equipment seems to be considerably reduced. Reality swords and equipment are much heavier. And... perhaps pain and anguish."

"Hmm? That's kind of a great mechanism."

Let your eyes shine, look at your sword, and return to your sheath.

"Consciousness. It's great to be able to use it as part of your body without being aware of it"

Next to it is the same profession (job) as reality, 'Battle-Made' Robbery hits each other with a metal knuckle worn on his fists with gagging and sparks.

It's equipped with a "knife" shorter than a dagger on the hips, but this is for protection. One way or another, the main combat weapon (main arm) is a fight.

"This is the entrance to the village."

Eventually, he came before the entrance to the village surrounded by wooden fences.

It felt like an idyllic countryside. The houses that combine the trees have a red baked tile roof on them.

A translucent window floating in the upper left corner of your sight - the console is labeled 'Riagh Village'.

"Um... sorry!

Then quickly, a beautiful sister rushed closer from inside the village.

Blonde shakes in the wind with glitter.

"Wow..."

"Vigilance. Woman"

What came was a beauty with a prominent nose in her blue eyes. Blonde hair is as long as her back and looks like sarah and beautiful silk thread. Plus, my breasts are big and I'm shaking every time I walk.

"Um, swordsman there......!

"Swordsman...... Huh? Me?"

He nods quietly as he accidentally turns his face to Robbery next door.

"Yes, uh, early arrival in the village, I'm so sorry... please"

"Wow...?

Is the beautiful village girl in front of you also a fictional, dreamy existence?

I can see every single hair. Neither the rich breasts that rise and fall with breath, nor the clothes that sew together the textiles that wrap it, are anything but authentic.

Unexpectedly in love, Robbery, who was lying next to him, coughed up with Cohon.

"Ah!? I'm sorry, I'm Paddleshiff. KEEP...... KEEP, Swordsman? …"

Ugh, super embarrassing.

You can tell me, can't you? And at the end of the day, I turn my gaze to beg Robbery for help because I'm not confident.

But Robbery remained staring at his village daughter.

"Oh, Master Swordsman Paddleshiv......! My name is Robelia. I am the daughter of the village chief of this village. As a matter of fact... the men of the village..."

I was about to say, and now my voice rang from side to side.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! You there! I'll take that request."

"What?"

Turning unintentionally to those who spoke at the same time, most of them stood a girl in red armor.

The outfit is as good as the paddle shiv.

Thirteen or there, I guess?

I curled my platinum blonde hair and split it left to right and tied it with a large ribbon.

He has a white cape on his back and two decorated swords on his hips. He has his hands on his hips with a tiny, seemingly tiny look on his face.

There are two companions on both sides. A large male swordsman and a woman in a wizard's robe stood.

"Aristocrats. I thought it might be a line of aristocrats who joined us as well"

Robbery punches in the ear.

"Uh. Mr. Robelia's request… I am now…"

Paddleshiff to say back to you most.

"Common people like you are fine, because they are in the way. I'll take that request."

Mr. Robelia is also puzzled by the participants who have suddenly interrupted.

"So, but..."

The petty-looking red armored daughter caught on to the paddlesif as she approached her with her jaw raised steadily.

"What are you doing? I'm telling you, this is level two! Second professional participant today! Well, level one, you know."

"Level 1...?

"Vision. Experience accumulation is displayed as a level on the top left console"

"Oh, I see. That's level one, for sure. haha."

Or levels one and two, it doesn't seem that different.

"But you're at level two and you're here to do the same request?... haven't you moved on?

"Become!? Ugh, shut up, common man! A little mismanipulation just made me incapable of fighting! Don't get me wrong!

Behind the girl she says, "Oh, I'm sorry I can't help you" and "Miss Milica says she's fine by herself..." in a whisper. He seems to be a perfectly mindless squire to a busy aristocratic daughter.

"Suggestions. Then why don't you join us in making a request?

"Robbery!?

It's like you said something thoughtful, something extra...

Paddleshiff had confusion in his mouth.

Continued