With my brother and sister. VRMMO games.
Lesson 159 Virtual hides falsehood
"Watching, flowers. Speak up whenever you go on a quest."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
Seeing Toru claiming to be here all the time, the hope and the flower noise bitterly smile at each other, as we have shown each other.
"Now if you'll excuse me."
When Toru raised his hand and turned his heel back, England likened to it, leaving the Adventurer's Alliance behind.
With that look aside, the flower noise cut out early.
"Yongta-kun, what are you going to do?
"I'm gonna log out of this city inn once and talk to my uncle and aunt about the future"
In questioning the floral sounds, Yongtai stares at the map of the Wang Capital, 'Altis', which he displayed in the interface.
"I want to move Linoa somewhere safe."
Yongtai, with anxiety, spoke of his feelings for Linoa.
"Wang Du, I'll tell the NPC at the reception in the 'Artis' inn about the Watchmen, so next time you go on a quest, will you speak up?
"Oh, okay"
I accept Yongtai's offer.
"What are they going to do now? You're going back to Alliance Home?
"Oh, we're going back to our guild home"
Yongta, who was paying attention to his surroundings, describes the anxiety of hope in a terminal way.
"So after discussing the next dungeon I'm going to log out"
"Right. Don't wonder what the next dungeon looks like."
To the thought of hope, Yongta inflates expectations.
On the road, after numerous conversations, the inn, the place of destination, entered the sight of the Wanderers.
"... the next time I see you, I'll decide."
"Decide?"
The hope seems strange, confirming the authenticity of Yongtai.
"Whether or not you want to join the Alliance of the Watchers, Casket."
"Oh."
The hope nodded as he was convinced by the terms that Yongtai had offered.
"See you."
Yongtai stares at the Wangs as he presents his belly proposal for preservation.
And I ran to the inn.
"All right, look, Play Good, Planet, sister. We're going back, too! To the Alliance!"
"Oh."
"Yeah!"
"Well, I've almost fulfilled my purpose."
To certain instructions, the hope and flower noise nodded, and Yao Liang accepted with a sinister face.
Standing beside the one where Wanda raised the transfer stone, a pattern of circles is engraved on the ground.
When the Wangs noticed, their vision switched and they were in front of the 'Casket' guild home.
"Wow! I'm back in Muscat!
When I made sure I was coming back to Muscat, the city by the lake, the flower sounded happy.
Planet corrects his residence and asks with a serious look.
"Master, I would like to have a few more conversations with Lord Illis. What topics should I talk about?
"... ah, oh. I guess it's okay to worry about Planet."
"Yeah. Planet's thoughts, I'm sure she'll pass them on to Iris one day"
Seeing his hopes say, the flower noise shook his neck vertically as he followed.
The city by the lake and the city of Muscat itself, with the Arida guild Casket, are not so different from this morning.
An NPC clerk is just cutting through the store, and the surroundings are closed and less popular.
"It's a little complicated that we're the only players in this city."
"Yeah. Looks like we're renting out the guild."
To Play Liang's concern, Flower Sound answers with a nostalgic grin.
Eventually, the flower noise with his right hand over him began to look around him with his rotten eyes.
"But it plays well, Planet. The Legion and Carla people may be hiding somewhere again!
"Yes. I've been poked blind spot before, but I'll make sure I find it!
"Flower noise, Planet, thank you"
Feeling enthusiastic about the floral sounds and the planet that hold both hands and talk to each other, your hopes let you stroke your cheeks slightly illuminated.
"Before that, my sister. I want you to know the next dungeon you're headed for, and it's time to get back to your guild."
"Yeah."
When Yu said so aggressively and switched his expression, the flower sounds happily responded.
Expectations with a defined purpose quickly move into the Alliance.
"I'm home, Mother!
"Flower noise, welcome home. Baron Penguin has sent us a new map in the prototype version of" Acrea of Genesis. "
When the floral noise enters the guild with a delightful face, the mother, who had refrained from doing so in the back, gives a calm expression.
The many antique groceries and the lights shining with the magical skills of a certain mother's fire had created a fantastic atmosphere within the guild.