With my brother and sister. VRMMO games.

"What is this?"

People are flabbergasted when something too unexpected happens, but the Wangs doubted exactly their eyes.

Alliance home, arguably a symbol of 'Casket'.

The guild home, which we all discussed and familiarized ourselves with in a soothing manner, had collapsed and was desolate, apparently under attack by the players.

And the NPC workers are going back and forth around the guild while holding wood.

There, for the Wangs, was a phenomenon that went completely beyond understanding.

"Hey, brother. I wonder if I can get inside the guild..."

"Sister, don't say anything more"

I am skeptical of the presence of a head in the painful expression of opinions of the flower sounds.

The appearance of the guild was half as devastating as it was to see.

"The guild..."

"If you're in such a tragic state, don't be discouraged"

"" Hi. It will take some time to repair ""

NPC workers who were repairing the guild noticed this one and bowed their heads respectfully as they were distracted by hope and euphoria.

"Hey, welcome home"

"Yes, a bunch of suspicious players pushed into the Alliance, but thanks to the support of the Ultimate Harvest people, we were able to repel them."

"Father, Mother, thank you."

"Thank you, Father, Mother!

"Thank you"

When Wangs entered the guild, a certain father and mother were about to make contact with the 'Ultimate Harvest' side to convey their gratitude.

Repairs in the Alliance that have arisen in the battle against players who use special skills are promptly taken by NPC workers hired by fathers.

"But to destroy the Alliance so far, all those who had assaulted it seemed bloody."

"Brother, that's an amazing degree of destruction!

As I agreed with certain remarks, the flower sounds opened my hands and raised my voice of joy.

"Not amazing......"

Cracks in the walls, and while exposed to the wind coming in from the ceiling, the hope drops his shoulders with a laid back look.

Within the collapsed guild, there was no longer a roof to prevent rainstorms.

At that time, Yashiro snapped cautiously.

"Yes. Are you sure the quest has been discarded?

"As rumored earlier, I think it's been destroyed, but you won't know until you look into it."

To address your concerns, please manipulate the interface to display a list of quests.

"Song Liang, I'm out. Apparently, the quest itself is really gone"

"The disappearance of the quest…"

In response to certain words, he uttered doubts that Planet would solidify the unparalleled air.

"Dear Sir, Has' Legion 'and' Kara 'presented this quest only to synchronize Master and Miro?

"Planet, you probably will. Going to Carla's guild home to get us to destroy the quest seems to have already been set up."

To Planet's exact question, one looks bad.

Yes, on the 'Legion' and 'Carla' sides, he regretted that his policy had been used.

Seeing the circumstances under which the Alliance was destroyed, the hope tells with a serious face.

"Synchronized."

The abominable events of earlier times are remembered in hope as if they had happened now.

Meilo is the guild master of "Legion" and a collection of data for the pears.

With hope synchronized with Meilo, Meilo woke up as if in association with it.

As if, the consciousness of hope is directly, a phenomenon that is moving Meilo.

Same behavior as a mirror copy and coordinate manipulation by 'Legion'.

And while it's synchronized with hope, it's an inexplicable presence called Meilo that it's materializing.

So, hopes inadvertently noticed an incredible part of what I saw in my lucid dreams.

"Miro is a collection of data on pears, isn't it? Naturally, it should only exist in the virtual world. And yet why, in a clear dream, was there so much influence in the real world?"

The situation is not easy to swallow and the hopes whisk the frown with a bitter face.

Special skills.

It is a power that cows the world and interferes with the real world.

But it's odd that Miro, who can only come and go in the virtual world, can interfere so deeply in the real world.

Thinking that far, Hope realized that his thoughts were circling in all directions.

"Is it the ideal world? It's supposed to have happened in the world of games, but at some point there's something going on in the unexpected direction."

In front of the puzzling mystery, the hope reached out both hands as distressing.

It's like I'm really trapped in the game world.

The ideal world that Kame talked about.

It's a virtually rootless painting.

However, hopes, or pears, will continue to synchronize with Meiluo, which will eventually become a reality.

From the confirmation of the quest, the space is dominated by a tense silence.

But it was the thoroughness of watching that pushed back its painful silence.

"'Legion' and 'Carla' are looking for Milo's vessel"

In response to the suspicion of hope, Toru gave a bitter look.

Blink your eyes as the flower sounds bewildered you as you are invaded by the inexplicable air.

"Miro's vessel?

"It's going to be an important story from here. - Silfi, please!

"Yeah."

When Toru tells him that much, he instructs Silfi to float around himself.

The surrounding sound is cut off perfectly, as it drew the will of the Lord, Toru.

I put up an indoor invisible wall to keep the noise from leaking outside.

When he made sure that he could no longer hear the surrounding noise, Toru re-partitioned and continued.

"Legion wants Miro's vessel in order to make Miro visible in the real world."

"Miro's vessel?

The hope seems strange, to ascertain the authenticity of the thoroughfare.

"Oh. 'Legion' craves sacrifice to make Miro exist in the real world. A girl who can accommodate Miro with hope and love of pears."

"Eh!

Being poked at so shocking a fact, the Wangs had stopped saying two words.