"Ha, I'm tired."
Flying Squirrel sat alone on his throne and sighed at the hardships he had endured in the past few hours. In fact, as the only person who had been transferred to the Otherworld, he had investigated everything that had happened in advance. His fatigue was understandable, but even so, he did not put down his work. One of the reasons was that he wanted to work hard to investigate what had happened for his companions. However, Flying Squirrel knew that there was another reason.
Even though he had been working for 20 hours without closing his eyes, his body did not feel uncomfortable at all. Before this, he did not feel tired or sleepy when he came here. Not only did she lose her appetite, but her sexual desire had also decreased from her answer to Yarbert. Compared to his companions who had just arrived, he was obviously too calm. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to find a way home when his companions were all sleeping because of anxiety.
About four hours before this. Flying Squirrel, Takumi, and the others worked together to arrange rooms for everyone on the ninth floor. Because most people were very excited. This was not simple. Flying Squirrel recalled the red bean buns and mochi that he had cried out earlier. She was just slowly comforting him. At that time, the feelings he used were definitely not the understanding of her situation. He simply wanted to complete his mission. What had happened to him?
Flying Squirrel looked at himself in the mirror uneasily. He looked like a great skeleton. Flying Squirrel wasn't unfamiliar with this because this was the image he created to play online games with his companions. Up until now, he had always displayed this image. Flying Squirrel touched the skinless skull and felt an indescribable feeling of realism.
"In short, it's easier for me to focus on finding a way back now.“
The method to return to the real world was something that he had to know. Flying Squirrel remembered the tears that dripped from the red bean buns and potato. He had to think of a way to bring everyone home. Everyone had their own families in the real world, and they were waiting for their families. Everyone knew how terrifying it was to stay in this world.
Also, the NPCs that he had seen before basically only knew what was going on in Nazarik, and the outside world was still unfamiliar. Although it was true that everyone was loyal. Flying Squirrel recalled the meeting with the living guardians in the arena when he first teleported over. At that time, his companions…
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"Thick, oh, ha!"
Something landed in the arena.
“V”
He maintained his V-shaped hand and ran towards the Flying Squirrels.
"Flying Squirrel and Supreme Sama, welcome to the floor I'm guarding.”
"Ha, it's Yawula, you think..."
"Ah, Yawula, you're alive too!”
He stepped on Pepe Lochino. Bubble Teapot excitedly talked to the NPC he had created.
The person who descended from the sky was a young girl. A cute smile as bright as the sun appeared on her face.
Her hair was cut neatly near her shoulders like golden threads, reflecting the white light around her as if she was wearing an angel's halo. The eyes of the golden-purple orbs on the left and right were shining like puppies.
They had long, pointy ears and slightly dark skin. They were dark elves that were close relatives of the forest elves.
He was wearing a light leather armor that fit him, with reddish-black dragon king scales pasted on it. On the chest of the white singlet with gold embroidery, the emblem of the Anzi Ur Gong Guild could be seen.
There was a whip wrapped around his waist and right shoulder, and he carried a huge bow on his back. The bow, the back, and the handle were all decorated with strange decorations.
The girl was the guardian of the sixth level of the underground tomb of Nazarik, the beast tamer who could command magical beasts and magical beasts, Aulah Bella Fiora.
"Yes, Lord Bubble Teapot, if you are still alive in terms of spirit, I will also be in high spirits to protect Nazarick today. I will definitely not let down Bubble Teapot's kindness in creating me.”
" Although that's not what I meant…but, ah, that's great, really."
He could not sense any hostility from the smile on Aula's face, and her special skill,"Enemy Detection/Sense Enemy", did not react at all.
Flying Squirrel heaved a sigh of relief and looked away from the belt on his right wrist. He relaxed his grip on the Anziulukun staff.
It was not yet safe to say that all the NPCs were like Yalbet, and their orders to Anzi 'urukun were absolute. If there was an emergency, he planned to attack with all his might and retreat immediately, but it seemed that there was no need for that now.
[You look energetic.]
Flying Squirrel tried to explain to Yula.
[You're full of energy, Lord Flying Squirrel. It's just that I've been too bored recently.] It's good to have an occasional intruder."
Looking at the smiling Aulah in front of him, Flying Squirrel narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the past, when the 1,500-man army invaded, they had once attacked the eighth level. In other words, all the guardians were destroyed. What happened to the memories then?
Was she not afraid of death? More importantly, what did the concept of death mean to her? This was a very important question, especially when it came to himself and his companions in this world.
In Yggdrasil, death was basically just a demotion. It was true that the number of levels lost in the game setting would disappear when the character exceeded his current level. However, the player character would not be demoted even if it died at level 10. It was different from the beta test. Death was only a setting.
Using resurrection spells such as " Resurrection " or " Resurrection of the Dead " could reduce the penalty of being demoted. Not only that, but if he used a paid item, he would only lose one experience point.
The situation for NPCs was even simpler. As long as the guild paid the resurrection fee that depended on the level, they could be resurrected without any impact.
Hence, for players who wanted to retrain their characters, the method of using death to reduce their levels was a very popular method.
Indeed, for a game that required a lot of experience points to level up, losing even one level was a heavy punishment. However, in Yggdrasil, the level could quickly rise to the second half of level 90 to a certain extent.
Was the Aoula before him a different person from the Aoula who had died in the 1,500-man assault? Or was she the Aoula who had been resurrected? After all the unanswered questions were cleared up, he would ask her about her own thoughts and other matters.
Moreover, the concept of death in the past and now was very different. Although he felt that he had to do an experiment, he couldn't decide on the order of action before he obtained all kinds of information. Thus, temporarily shelving this matter should be the wisest choice. As a result, the Yggdrasil that Flying Squirrel knew about had changed to such an extent. There were still many questions.
"Hey, speaking of which, where's Ma Lei? She seemed to have seen something nostalgic over there just now.”
Bubble Teapot asked. Hearing this, Yula's expression changed instantly. He glared at someone who was still above him.
"Ma Lei." The Supreme Martial Artists specially came to this sixth level. As a guardian, he didn't come out to welcome them. You should know how inappropriate it is! If you dare to say that you're afraid to come down, I'll be angry. Also, didn't you always say that you wanted to meet Bubble Teapot Mama? Was he suddenly backing out now?”
"Okay, sister."
Something had fallen again. Judging from the shadow that landed, it was also a child. Then, that thing ran over in one go. The child that appeared looked exactly like Aula. Whether it was the length of their hair, the color of their eyes, or their facial features, it was impossible for them to be so similar except for twins. But if Aula was the sun, then he was the moon.
The child trembled with fear, as if he was afraid of being scolded. Flying Squirrel was a little surprised by the changes in their expressions. According to Flying Squirrel's knowledge, Ma Lei's personality was different from Yalbert's. The basic expression of an NPC was the same. Even if he made a long character setting for the NPC, the NPC would not show it.
But these two Dark Elven children were showing a variety of expressions in front of Flying Squirrel. At this moment, Flying Squirrel felt that someone was starting to get restless, but he didn't care about it now.
Perhaps the child had noticed the flying squirrel's confusion and looked up at the flying squirrel in fear. He was wearing a blue Dragon King Scaled Armor and a short dark green cloak that was as green as the leaves of the forest.
Although her clothes were white like Yawuli's, the short skirt at the bottom of her body revealed a little of her skin. The only thing that was revealed was that he was wearing white pantyhose. The necklace on his neck was very similar to Aula's, but it was made of silver acorns.
The French side was much simpler than Aoula. Her slender hands were wearing white gloves that emitted a silky luster, and she only held a twisted black wooden staff in her hand. Marley, Bello Fiore.
Just like Aula, he was also the guardian of the sixth floor of the underground tomb of Nazarik. Ran 'er smiled at Mareyawla and said to Flying Squirrel.
[... Sigh. Lord Flying Squirrel and the Supreme Martial Artists, please excuse me. Ma Lei, come with me."
[It hurts.] Sister, sister, it hurts."
Seeing the Flying Squirrel nod, Yaula grabbed Ma Lei's sharp ears and moved away from the Flying Squirrel. She then whispered into Ma Lei's ear. Even from afar, one could understand that Aula was scolding Ma Lei.
However, when he came back to his senses, he realized that Ma Lei was already kneeling on the ground, facing Yaula's storm-like verbal attacks.
The scene in front of him seemed to explain something
"Ah, where did you see the scenery?”
It was a rather ordinary speech for the white hair accessory San. At the same time, it also conveyed everyone's consensus. The intense teaching method was exactly what Pepe Lochino and the Bubble Teapot had shown in the hall a few minutes ago. It was as if this was the true relationship between siblings. The two of them continued their conversation as a matter of course. However, Marei was clearly not designed by Perroch Norsan. Or was it because Bubbles Teapot thought that the younger brother had to listen to his sister, so he specially set it up like this? Could it be that the identity of a player's creator was inherited from the guardian? That was not impossible…!
"Please wait a moment, Yula. There was no need to blame Ma Lei anymore.”
[Lord Bubble Teapot! But, but Ma Lei is a guardian-"
"No problem. Aora, I understand how you feel. As the older sister, it was only natural for her to criticize her younger brother. But Ma Lei had fully understood what he was doing.
You and Marley will fight bravely to protect Nazarik. You are all noble people who have been sacrificed for others. Then, as long as he did what was necessary when it was necessary, there was no reason to be overly harsh on the other party.」
The bubble teapot walked to the two of them and reached out to hold Ma Lei's hand with pink liquid, pulling him up. He grabbed Yawula with his other hand and pulled the two into his embrace.
" Also, Ma Lei, you have to thank your considerate sister. Even if you did something wrong, we're angry, but we can only forgive you when we see you being scolded by our sister. Why do you think this is?"
"This, this is…"
"It's common for brothers to quarrel. But only true brothers would know. This was a way to show that the other party was paying attention to him. The truth was that everything was for the sake of the other party. Isn't that right, Yula?"
Ma Lei looked at his sister with a surprised expression. At this moment, Aula hurriedly said,
[Eh? No, no, it wasn't like that. This wasn't a show for Lord Flying Squirrel and Bubbles Teapot!
The two of them looked at Flying Squirrel with red faces, probably hoping to know what he was thinking.
At this moment, it was indeed better to add another sentence! Flying Squirrel thought and said.
"Aula, it's okay. No matter what your intentions are, your thoughtfulness, I already understand it very well. I assure you that I am not sick of Marley's guardian status.」
"Uh, ah, yes, yes! Thank you, Lord Flying Squirrel."
[T-Thank you.]
The two of them thanked Flying Squirrel politely. To be honest, Flying Squirrel was very shy and hoped that they would not treat him like this. However, he still had to bite the bullet here.
"That's right. It's more important to remember to thank others than anything else. You two are really good children!”
"Ah, bubble teapot, sama, we can't afford to take on such a burden..."
" Ah, ah, bubble teapot, sama, I'm really grateful to you…"
Then, Bubble Teapot hugged Ma Lei and Yawula and acted like a spoiled child. Flying Squirrel looked at the scene and smiled with relief. Sure enough, Bubble Teapot San was really gentle. The Flying Squirrel, who was deliberately careless, was really different. She could actually express her love so simply. As expected of everyone's big sister. He was really a reliable person. Just as Flying Squirrel was very happy about this scene, suddenly…
[Lord Flying Squirrel.]』
An unfamiliar but respectful voice entered his mind. Flying Squirrel thought to himself that the person who could communicate with Flying Squirrel using the magic of " information " should not be an enemy. If my side, Nazarik, will contact me, it should be.
[…What's wrong?』
[Ah, ah, ah, sorry. I was stunned. Oh right, Sebast was probably…How's the situation in the vicinity?」
" Yes, there is a grassland nearby. No intelligent creatures have been found.』
" Grassland... isn't it a swamp?"
In the past, there should have been a large swamp around the underground tomb of Nasarik, where the monster Zwick, who looked like a frog man, lived. Mist lingered around them, and there were many poisonous swamps.
[Yes, there are only grasslands around.』
Flying Squirrel couldn't help but smile.
There were too many situations…
[Does that mean that the entire underground tomb of Nasarik has transmigrated to an unknown place?……Sebas, is there anything floating in the sky or something similar to a message?」
"No, I didn't see anything similar. It was as boundless as the night sky of the sixth level.」
[What?! You mean the night sky? Was there anything strange around?」
" No…I didn't find anything special. Other than the underground tomb of Nazarik, there was not even a single man-made building.』
[I see…I see…]
What should he say? It seemed that Flying Squirrel could only hold his head and ponder. However, he felt that this might be the reality. It seemed that this was not the worst. Nazarik and us are already in a world that is not yggdrassil. Moreover, it didn't seem like it was in the real world. What was going on? What was this world?
Sebast's silence implied that he was waiting for his orders. Flying Squirrel looked at the belt on his left wrist. In about twenty minutes, the other guardians would come. In this case, he could only give the order first.
"It's really a bad feeling. Most of the time, it seems like it will happen." He would be back in twenty minutes. When they returned to the underground tomb of Nazarik, they would gather at the arena. All the guardians will come over. At that time, please explain what you saw to everyone.」
"Yes, sir.』
"In that case, try to gather as much information as possible before you return.」
Just as Sebast ended the call. A person's voice echoed in the arena.
"Hey, could it be that I'm first?”
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