Vorpal Rabbit and Fortress Uncle

Two days after my meeting with Astra, I was stepping on the land of Susano, the first town in a long time.

The reason, of course, was that the other day, Astra set up a meeting place for players who were partnering with the White Moon princes.

"Well, I guess around here....."

Compare the addresses and maps you've given me beforehand and continue through Susano's cluttered towns.

Surrounded by tall buildings, you have the illusion of being crushed as you walk to sew under their feet.

"Oh, I found it. Hey, Reggie!

Walking with care, you suddenly get a name from the back of the street.

Looking forward with his head tilted to an unfamiliar voice, a suspicious young man in a shredded coat from the shadow of the building waved his hand.

"You're... uh, from the Silver Wing Army..."

I recognize a dark-green bandana wrapped around my head, peeking at jagged canine teeth and laughing.

Tracing memories and speaking the keyword, the young man nodded that so.

Ash.

"That's right. You must have been the same lightweight warrior as Kettle C."

"Do you remember that way...? Well, Astra asked me to. I'll show you to the base."

Ash pointed his back at me like that.

I shouted after him in a hurry.

What do you mean, base?

"Yeah? Didn't you hear? The Wing Fort, home to the Knights of the Eagles, is where we are."

"Ugh, Wing Fort..."

Repeating Ash's words, he turns away with a reluctant face.

"Tell Astra to complain. He's the one who named him."

No, I think it's cool.

"... really?"

Slightly play the conversation as you walk down the intricate street.

I haven't talked much with Ash, but I don't know how to get along.

"I see. Does Ash tend to be closer to my lizard than to Kettle C."

"That's right. You mustn't go that far. Images are of elite guerrilla troops."

That's how he shakes the feathered coat.

Various greens mix into the marble, which seems to have a girly suit role.

A Critical Attacker that focuses on one hit.

Is he aware that his target is a short-range dagger category weapon and a throwing tagger, with minimal movement to accurately target the emergency?

"Of the Silver Wings, they're the least suited to group action. That's why I usually go hunting alone."

Really? I thought Astra and I were always working together. "

"That's a lot of other people."

Ash stops suddenly, saying.

"Here we are. This is the home of the Knights of the Eagles."

"This is it....."

It was a steel museum.

A five-story skyscraper that hurts the back of the neck, the walls are lined with hundreds of millions of windows.

Moreover, the entire building was surrounded by tall walls and the outer circumference, and the inner garden was filled with greenery.

"Big deal."

Well, that's the Knights of the Great Eagles. It's almost time to have more than 600 members, and there's a lot of inconvenience if we don't have this much space. "

"Rock!? It's 100 times the size of Shiraka-an."

Call Date the biggest offensive band...

Following Ash through the splendid gates, he walks down a wide, straight path to a large, double-open door.

"By the way, it's bigger inside."

"Sometimes a building with a distorted space."

Anticipated congestion facilities, such as some NPC shops included in the baseline, may have wider interiors than seen or lead to several parallel global spaces.

The wing fort also had such a structure, and when Ash pushed the door open, it was followed by a glorious hall with a high ceiling.

"Wow...."

Whether you rent it out or buy it out, it must be an amount that pops out.

I wonder if it is a property that cannot be handled unless it is the biggest band of famous fruits such as the Knights of the Eagles.

"The conference room is this way. Well, it's spacious like an idiot, but it's easy to get around, so don't worry."

Call me stunned, and Ash goes deep into the hall.

The wall that hit it looked like an elevator hall, with a number of doors lined up carrying the console.

Ash stands in front of one of them and operates the console.

Soon the door opened with the sound of the bell.

"This way."

Oh, wow.

Running into a small, cramped room to escape from a luxurious space that makes you nervous.

When the door was closed, the whole room was shaking and moving somewhere.

"With this, we can move from the edge of the fort to the edge in three seconds."

Immediately after Ash's good words, the bell rings again and the door opens.

It was not the hall earlier, but a long corridor lined with doors with a somewhat calm atmosphere.

There's the door in front of you.

Ash points to the door where the No. 1 engraved metal plate hangs.

"Doesn't Ash come in?

"I wasn't called. This is the end of my job."

That's how he waved his hand out of the elevator.

I felt it slightly, but apparently I don't like this kind of discussion.

"There should already be three of them. Say hello to the general."

Together with such words, the elevator door closes and leaves one person behind in an unpopular hallway.

What can I do for you?

I got angry and stood in front of the door.

When I knocked afraid, Astra's voice came back from the inside.

"Excuse me."

"Hello."

The interior was not as wide as expected.

Shoe-sinking carpeting remains the same, but there is no dazzling lighting.

A heavy wooden round table was placed in the center, behind which Astra sat on his usual stand.

"Thank you for your time."

Astra stood up and said.

If it weren't for what I was told, I'd be in more trouble.

"There's only one other thing I can say... in the right seat."

Astra pointed to the seat next to herself with a bitter smile.

The round table is lined up with two other girls besides him - a young girl who trembles with pull-ups in a white jaw and a flashy dressed girl with a white tiger lying on her lap.

"These four...."

"Yes, people who have partnered on spiritual peaks and grasslands, respectively."

Lower your hips to the chair and gaze at the gathered faces.

Astra has a crispy, eye-catching Arthur on her shoulder.

White Moon said he didn't know about the tight atmosphere, so he quickly dived under the chair, and he rounded his body and lowered his eyelids.

"Now we're all together. First of all, thank you for your time."

Astra lowers her head deeply to make sure the four of them are together.

Although there is a precedent for parity in the game, he is unusually soft and polite at the top of a large influential band.

"Let's start by introducing ourselves. I'm Astra, the band leader here. My partner is Arthur of the Wings of Light."

Arthur shakes his head to match his words.

I thought no one knew Astra, but in fact, none of them looked particularly surprised.

Astra's gaze is on me.

Next thing you know, it's me.

"Uh, I'm Reggie. I am the leader of a small band called the White Deer Anne. Unlike Astra, I don't think you know me, but I'm glad you remember my name. - Here, come here. This is... the white moon of the fog branch horn (misthorn). Thank you very much."

It's been a long time since I introduced myself, so I got a little confused.

I mean, I saw the name of the White Moon race again, but Mistohorn wrote it down as the corner of the fog branch and read it that way.

As he lowered the white moon to the floor, which he held and showed to the three, he quickly went back under the chair.

It's me next. His name is Luna. I don't have a band or a party, so I wonder if it's just solo. This is the muff of lightning fangs. "

A girl lifting a small white tiger onto a table.

Long braided hair is as blond as Astra's, with bright orange eyes wide open.

White blouse with leather bra, short skirt and deputy commander's eye also have a lovely atmosphere like a princess knight in a different direction.

"Ha, I say tart. Ah, uh, here she is. Ah, bu, looks like a race called Wind Claws (Blast Crow)...."

The last one was a girl with a dog-shaped Lycan slope characterized by her ears hanging from between her soft linen hair.

Looking frightened, I lifted up a white potato called shikora and showed it.

The shampoo remained weak until the tip of the blue nail.

"I'm partying with my friends and I usually play with them."

A tart that adds so modestly at the end.

Looking at the metallic light armor and the two daggers hanging at the waist, it seems to be a lightly armed warrior with a series of attacks against a weak atmosphere.

"Now that you remember everyone's names and faces, let's get down to business."

When Tart breathes out loudly without saying he's done it, Astra starts talking with a friendly smile.

The meeting was thus held in a gentle air.