VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

'Town of Westwoods' in the westernmost part of the Kingdom of Lust.

When we finally arrived there, we were sitting back on the cafe terrace in the corner of town.

The town is impressive with beautifully maintained tree-lined trees, making it feel different and interesting from the imperial towns and villages that were somewhere functional and martial.

"No, the ratio of female players is even thin..."

"There's a stylish, sophisticated air somewhere, so this town... Is it because of that?

Drinking herbal tea, Liz returning the word to me.

There are no depressing robes except Heathrow, as the number of people is there.

I can't tell without trying around the other towns, but assuming Lust as a whole is this atmosphere, this female ratio also results in a nod.

"Something, don't you have a lot of arr? Look, uh... of long ears..."

"... brother, you mean the elf ear?

"Yes, that's it!

Sure, I have the impression that the beast ears are diminished and there are a lot of elf ear wearers.

And Por, you still seem to be oblivious to that kind of knowledge.

Conversely, Mr. Foll usually also passes through game terms and so on when he is talking, so this is how he frequently sees the behavior of supplementary explanations to his brother.

"Isn't that because Lust is a forest country? Because when you say elf, it's still an image of you living in the back of the woods."

"I see, I see"

"Does Fol know? I don't know."

"- I do have a lot of elf ears. However, as Heind's concern since then, the colour of his ears and skin..."

"Uh, I knew it was different. Don't feel a bit responsible as one of the producers..."

Unlike the beast ear, which is a foreign object far from the human body in the first place, the elf ear is what is in the extension of the skin.

I really feel uncomfortable if I don't make a single thing for each skin tone, as I did for Yumil.

Although I'm not the only producer of elf ears right now, and maybe it's not like I care.

Hmmm......

"Oh, no. Brave men have long ears, too. Wouldn't Foll do the same?

"Wow, I'm the elf ear? It doesn't look good, brother..."

"Really?

"Is it?

Me and Liz utter a word of denial at the same time.

Mr. Foll's current hair color is black, but only his hair color is the only item in the avatar that can still be changed after the game starts.

My face is also a beautiful sole...... Por I have a similar eyesight sharpness to yours, but it is also very nice to have a gap with a soft personality.

Blonde hair and an elf ear, I think I can see it.

"If you don't like Mr. Foll, I'll get you an elf ear."

"So, but... after all you've done, I can't do any more..."

Wave your hands sideways like Mr. Foll panicked.

It's easy to see you haven't said a word that you don't like elf ears.

He laughs at it, poking at my flank, and Liz says something with his imaginary face.

"But Mr. Hynd, the rubber tree..."

"No, that's conveniently there... and all over this Westwoods town. That's Forest Country. No problem with the rubber because it seemed possible for anyone to collect it."

"And that means..."

"Pigments can be easily aligned in NPC shops and trade boards, so you can make them on the spot as long as you have the moulds. All in all, what, like, 20 minutes? What do we do?"

"Oh, uh, the... oh, please!

I took it in two replies.

I just thought I'd miss breaking up with PT like this.

As it is just another item, shall we get to it soon?

Break the metal mould made in the blacksmith and remove the ear from the inside.

The location is the same as earlier on the cafe terrace, but I re-ordered the drinks and the seats have moved to a different position than earlier.

Adjusted the color thoroughly in advance, so it shouldn't be a problem.

After all, it was easy to mix the pigments when he was in front of me.

When Mr. Foll receives his ear from me, he wears it in fear.

I've already changed her hair color to blonde.

"How's that? Aren't you sticky or something?

"Yes, I'm fine! Uh..."

"You look great, Fol! No more than the people walking there."

"Por, shall we shut up for a moment? Scary sisters are looking at us."

There is also a lot to be desired in the breadth.

I know my sister is important, but even if I compliment her, I'm out of remarks that at the same time discredit her surroundings.

Wait for the gaze from the players walking down the street to slip away and turn back to Mr. Foll.

"... Mr. Foll, open the menu and register your gear. 'Cause you can see yourself there too."

"Yes!... Wow... thank you! My ears really move......!

Mr. Foll looks delightfully at himself with an elf ear as he changes his angle on the menu.

Apparently, he liked it.

"You look better than I expected..."

"This is orthodox as an elf, isn't it? The color scheme I see even the most illustrative"

Mr. Foll was accidentally only changing the color of his eyes to make them green, so in that sense it's close to perfection.

Sick and weak, white skin matches it so it is clear.

I looked at it and I was gnawing at you, Por, and you turned to me like you noticed something.

"So softly, is Brave's not like Fol's?

"That's a dark elf. According to the medium, there are a lot of things that may be hostile to the elves, an approximate species. It's classic to have the power of darkness or to be violent."

"Heh... huh? I'm not familiar with that."

"I know that."

"Oh, oh. So, what's wrong with being a brave man even though it's dark?

"If you define brave men as warriors of light, that's crazy. The forces are going to rebel against each other and disappear. Well, it's not like there's an elf or a dark elf in the setup of this game originally, okay? Because they have accessories like that, and nobody cares about details like that."

"Oh, sure."

Some of them look at Yumil's reckless assault and behave like "brave men"...... probably a minority.

I think it's a simple, unmalicious reason, mostly because you possess the aura of the brave.

We chatted on the spot for a while, and we finally broke up PT.

When asked about their plans for the future, the Porfol brothers and sisters said they would return to the Empire for a while to level up.

They're going to go backwards through the field they came through tonight, when the horse's due.

Outside of town, say goodbye to 'Wentus Meadows'.

We both overthanked each other tonight, so we took control of the flight and opened our mouths.

"See you later. Mr. Pol, Mr. Fol."

"I'll see you again."

And raise your hands gently.

You two said something. I did...

"... oh. See you later!"

"Yes! Again!

Speaking only the words, he rode into the horse and rushed the meadow west.

Watching your back so far away from the back, Por, I can see that your horseback riding has been decent for a long time.

Looking at it blurry, Liz looks up at me as I suppress the hat that's about to float in the wind.

"... Shall we go back to town?

"... right"

I turned my back on the meadow with Liz after a big stretch.

It's been a lot of intense play for about four hours since we left Sarah.

"While we sort out our inventory a little, let's talk about tomorrow and then log out."

"Yes. Will you assemble wild PT again when traveling?

"That's the only way. Worst of all in the Empire, there were hands that relied on Helsha and Sirius. Lust doesn't really know anyone."

"Shall we boil it down a little more tonight, including recruitments that seem to attract people?"

"Let's do that."

It's not a bad PT to go slow like tonight, but I'm in the mood for someone to do a PT leader tomorrow to make it easier.

Liz and I went straight back to the town of Westwoods, discussing this.