VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

"No metastases this time?"

"Doesn't that mean each one of you should travel with your proud horses? Events are events."

"Mm-hmm. That emperor would seem like a story."

The day before the event.

We were about to leave Sarah for the Grad Empire, where the event took place, before all the trees gathered.

The key signatories and Wentos are not ready yet.

The event will take place on the first day on a schedule called the Quality Review and Race Qualification, and on the second day on the main game.

Oddly enough, my vacation home stay in reality ended on the end of the second day of the event as well.

At the exit of the agricultural district, we await the arrival of Sora and Saineria.

"Sorry, I couldn't make it to the backup..."

"Never mind, Pastral! Focus on ourselves until production is on track!

"Yeah, Mr. Yumil's right. Production will be fun from around the corner where capital flows can afford to indulge in materials on track."

"Says the blacksmith main Sepp, that's convincing"

Stopped tree production is just beginning, and the pace of production of recovery items is finally stabilizing.

However, there is no need to worry about the sale.

Since Sarah has finally started to have more production players as well due to cheap land prices and calling-in, I just want the stop trees to build a solid position within the present with high demand.

Mr. Bauer laughs more with his hands on both shoulders of Mr. Pastral, who seems sincerely sorry.

Mr. Ernte is with us.

"Pasty ya. I can't do it this time, but I hope it helps from the next event. Isn't that right? Gentlemen."

It's an exquisite choice of words to encourage your grandchildren and confirm with us at the same time.

The answer to that, naturally, is decided.

"Right. There have been many times before that I wish I could fight without worrying about item consumption, especially when it's a combat event."

"Me, too, because if I can leave mass production to you, I can join Mr. Hynd in the development of new drugs. I'm very hopeful now."

Mr. Pastral's expression turns to something bright, and he holds his fist and turns into a tempered pose.

"Yes! Next time, I will definitely try to support you all with splendor!

In response to her words, the members of the stopped tree, who refrained behind her, also raise their hands and raise their voices.

Nice, this air... in the first place, just helping me set up the course would be enough to thank you this time.

They also helped me improve my horse's feed, and it would be cruel to want any more from a freshly made production guild.

"- Heind"

"Whoa, Helsha"

"Drill! Are you ready to leave?

"We've gone around as much as we need Sarah's dungeons, and we've completed our notifications to Alliance members. Anytime you want, okay?

It will mean a return to Grado for the Hershas.

All three, including two squires, bring desert horses, not horses brought from Grado.

"Master, I gave this horse a try ride yesterday, but it's so fast!

"When you're a grand horse, it's something different so far. Surprised. But are you sure? I've had three heads..."

"Fine, fine, because that's what we all decided to discuss. Huh? Yumil."

"Mm-hmm. The desert horse stopped and handed over a few trees to you, and still more than we have! You can take him with you in peace! Thanks for all your help!

"Signeria said she especially wanted Helsha to ride as good a horse as possible."

"Yeah, I've already got my face loose and loose!

"I understand how you feel... it can't be, ma'am"

Mr. Carm is embarrassed about Hersha smiling loosely.

Because I was in love with Hersha's equestrianism, Saineria.

All the more so to make the promise of a famous horse - Helsha, and I guess that's one of the reasons for this smile.

Unfortunately, Hersha won't be attending this event.

"By the way, you don't see that Mr. Signeria, do you? Mr. Licoris and Mr. Siesta, too."

"I think it's time to come - ah!

Signeria appears with you two ahead of what Mr. Serene indicated.

Pull Wentus, a big, big grown stunning horse.

"... let's go, folks!

It did not reach the famous horse, but its beauty is grand.

We set off for the Grad Empire with a stop tree drop-off.

A huge racetrack in the 'Grad Empire' imperial capital.

They say this event will take place in that building, where flashy favorite emperor-like hobbies have emerged.

The roads throughout the city of Imperial Capital are crowded and even slightly congested than you would normally imagine pulling a horse.

In that, we...

"You must be watching so much!?

"Mostly Wentus, though. Yumil, please, just be nice to me, okay?

"I don't think Hynd can talk about people, either? It would be tons, the amount of gaze being showered!

"I think they're all looking at the different ratios... unless I'm over-conscious..."

"When Sepp, sensitive to people's gaze, says, you're convincing! We've all just been on the air in the Guild War! I have no choice!"

"... why are you saying this looking at me, Mr. Yumil? Is this a diversion of my dialogue before I leave? Stop that doorman right now and I'll twist it."

Right after the martial arts tournament, don't remind me where I was riding the Grad Turk.

First the gaze goes to the horse, then it changes to the gaze of who the owner is.

Wentos, a critical front of a famous horse, is considerably larger than the horses of the players around him.

Wentos is the only horse I'm pulling because I keep the other horses I've ridden in the stables at the Imperial Entrance.

"Senior, as I said, a lot of people are simply looking at" Wentus (that horse) is big. "Do you think there are enough people out there watching you set the rules?

"Aren't the majority of those prospective non-participating ticket buyers? From now on, let's keep an eye on a horse who's going to win."

"Ho... you mean the battle has already begun! Senior Hynd!"

"Rico, you have a loud voice. It's embarrassing, already..."

Regardless of Liquorice's voice volume, what she said would be correct.

Because besides the non-participating players, we seem to be paying attention to some of the players who have already signed up.

"Mmmm..."

"What are you dodging? Looking for something?

As Yumil stretches her back, she looks around with her hands crouched to block the sun.

I want you to keep it on track because Mr. Serene is harassed about something that stands out more than right now.

"No, what. If it's normal at a time like this, I wonder if a horse as big as Wentus would make an appearance as a competitor!

"Where's common sense, it's... even when it's time to sign up, even though people fall apart, it's convenient -"

"Ah, it's Artemis! Artemis is here!

"Gilmouth's string moon is taking the famous horse as rumored!?

"Huh!?

"There you go! I guess I'm right!?

I look around in a hurry to make sure it's true.

From the results, it wasn't so hard to find the person you were looking for.

Because the person of interest - Mr. String Moon - was taking a white horse with a body slightly larger than Wentus and looking at this one.

Have you realized that a decent greeting is not possible in this situation, or are you going to act purely as a competitor this time......

When Mr. String leaked a small grin, he accompanied the other members of Artemis and left the scene.

But there's something I couldn't keep an eye on more than Mr. String Moon like that.

That sight of two white horses and Wentos, who did recognize each other and hit each other in the gaze.

If I were to borrow Liquorice's words, the battle seemed to have already begun.