A woman named Taro who is whispered with an angel.

He's the same player we are under 15 years old. He played a good game with the leader of the Abandoned Smells Mercenary Corps (Clan) "Hundred Nights" while looking like him or her.

When I first heard the rumor.

Our expectations are quite high, including those of the team.

This clan clan, in its complexity and difficulty, has a clear difference between children and adults. Some use, crush, and hunt down child mercenaries (players) by taking advantage of the complains of freedom and exercising the difference in power.

Like every online game has a malicious player, there were also mercenaries (players) here who reputed it as roleplay and took evil for granted.

Early in beta testing, there was no non-offensive system against mercenaries under fifteen (players).

Fighting by VR requires a strategy that leverages judgment and abilities. That kind of thinking power, however, is unlikely to rival the adults by mercenaries (players) around the age of ten.

All over the city, in a dungeon, on the field.

Obsessively targeted, hunted, and murdered several times.

The system that if you lose, they will take something away from you.

Divine soldiers (Deus) are deployed only at the strongholds of each town.

In the days of hiding in the shadow of such a god soldier (Deus), there was no resting place.

Some children were frightened of fear and followed the adults like slaves, while others stopped playing because of their disgust.

In the middle of beta testing, a system was finally introduced whereby attacks on mercenaries (players) under 15 years of age were not allowed. Mercenaries over the age of fifteen (players) cannot attack unless attacked by a child (here). By this time, the only mercenaries of the same age (players) I knew in the early days were Vikins, and the children had left Clan Clan for good.

Why did PvP neglect to adjust around here while keeping it lavish with the subject?

Dissatisfaction was all that aroused in the operation, but it still did not fade the appeal of this world that breathes in real life.

Besides, there's a reason we stayed.

Because I regret not losing.

To be honest, I don't know about this system either. But we fought the adults with the policy of using anything we could. We didn't even have room for strange hypocrisy.

Little by little but more young players returned or increased after the mid-beta test.

However, even if some of the adults were unable to attack directly, they wronged the children everywhere against the backdrop of the absolute superiority of force.

Economic negotiations. The scam of selling priceless items for a high price by exchanging or buying or selling items, so to speak.

Even if you complain later, it's worse to be fooled.

Provoked and angry children turn back.

Negotiation of a hunting ground. They don't take turns when it's time to make promises, they mock us for attacking if this one is dissatisfied, and kids who couldn't stand it challenge PvP. Of course, the adults seemed to have predicted, and all the children were killed. I guess it wasn't the first time I was willing to change hunting grounds rather than predictions.

Such a case would have been irrational if I gave it to you.

Late Beta Test.

The Mercenary Corps (Clan) system was implemented, and we established a Mercenary Corps (Clan) for children only to fight adults.

And now.

At a time a week has passed since the service of Clan Clan was started.

An angel-eyed girl appeared, holding more than 15 years of age (the Deceased) in her hand. I can't help but wonder what kind of training ground the crew has been getting interested in. Moreover, angels and others are not affiliated with any mercenary regiment (clan). Maybe they'll join their own mercenary regiment (clan).

Such air drifted through our mercenary regiment (clan), The Lonely Wolf.

If PvP occurs at each other's mercenary regiments (clans), we challenge everyone to fight without putting together a PT so that we can take a pre-emptive attack.

To maximize the use of non-attack systems against mercenaries (players) under the age of 15.

Why not put together a PT?

Because if a mercenary (player) is under 15 years of age on the system and the same PT member behaves attackingly, the non-attackable system will be disarmed.

In other words, if you don't even form a PT, your enemies won't be able to attack you, even if your Mercenary Corps (Clan) buddies try to attack you. We can tease First Attack at individual times.

The only means by which we can resist the difference in force.

This is what we call a lone wolf.

That's not why, as the name suggests, we're less bound.

Rather, on the contrary, many of our mercenary regiments (clans) are deeply bonded.

Anyway, saying that PT cannot be combined in PvP is because it is difficult to grasp a fellow HP bar, MP bar, or situation. Therefore, in order to cover them, you need to know more about your peers in order to work together, even though you are not putting together a PT.

What skills can be used, how many MPs can be consumed and how many more can be activated, all of which will guide you in deciding what to do next during battle.

Not all members of the team are actively participating in PvP with the adults, of course. It's a small part of being able to compete with adults on an equal footing.

The more our bad reviews spread, the fewer people come to bite the kids poorly.

And vice versa, of course.

If you have the authority, you can tow it. Force is all that matters in this game.

Also, newbies (Newbies), low-level people, and mentally young people are taking care to stay away from 'war' and play Clan Clan as safely as possible under our shelter (originally).

There seems to be a lot of small fights and such by young members inside, but I also think that's good food for growth.

"Wolf... a mercenary (player) who can cross with adults, needs to be more powerful. Also, it seems that Aquito and the others were attacked by the adults in the tavern"

A hiding place in the back alley of Michelangelo, in a space that has been soaked open with a cloak coat as a ceiling. That place, which the orphans are likely to root castle, has several crates of unknown use that don't know what's stored.

Vikin, sitting on top of it, roared in a grumpy manner.

"I know you've fought the right way to protect mercenaries like us, but you can't forgive that shit."

This guy has a rough mouth, but he's thick for love.

In order to get the most out of my title, "Head of the Herd," you can see the nature of this guy from silently putting together PT with me at all PvP times.

"Humph. Conditional abnormalities do not fall within the offensive behavior... I didn't know activation of Conditional Abilities was effective for mercenaries under 15 (players)"

Usually, if we don't set ourselves up against mercenaries under the age of fifteen, the opponent can't take offensive action. But it seems different when it comes to state abnormal abilities. The Great Aquitos were granted a state anomaly, and they must have accidentally gone into counter-attack action.

And wiped out.

Sounds like we've discovered an unfavourable system.

"I'm sure the Neck Hunting Maniacs are tickled."

When measuring contact with angels in the forest of Mithola, the mercenary regiment (Klan) "Neck Hunting Insanity", which is at the moment regarded as the strongest PvP, has suddenly intervened.

It is new to my memory that a few of our members, who were laying siege, were put to sleep by them.

I do not know the details of the female mercenary (player) Singh, who is the leader of the regiment.

But judging by the atmosphere of the guy I felt when I did a few things...

"... No, that woman wouldn't do that. You've been sheltering the same angels as us."

At that time, I dared provoke myself to observe how powerful the rumored angel would be.

Formerly, I had known for a long time that Mina, a member of the crew, acted with angels, and I wanted to see what judgment she might make when asked to make such a deal.

We ambushed him on the spot knowing his heart was going to go bad.

For what it's worth, it turns out he lacks the power to think of rational interests and the ability to facilitate negotiations. So to speak, he's the kid he looks like.

I don't know when adults will deceive me and fall for me to be used.

It's a little strong, but I also wanted to draw it here.

At the same time, I also found that the angel attitude angry about Mina was a fellow-minded guy.

"Humph... what bothers me is the connection between his power and" Neck Hunting Insanity. "

"Besides, George the Iron Blood, who often acts together... there's a first-class artisan mercenary regiment (clan) that supports the front line mercenary regiment (clan), and a vice president of Sadie Stick."

Why is Vikin so close to these guys? I don't understand. I groaned and bared to spit and throw away.

"Wolf, are you going to bring in the angel bastard after all? Well, honestly, I disagree. There's too many anxiety elements around him."

The vice president of "The Lonely Wolf" rarely gives me an opinion.

I think about it once and for all.

What will benefit us best?

"Humph. George the Iron Blood and Singh the Hunter. They're both prominent figures in a thriving mercenary regiment (clan) headed by adults."

"If we succeed in putting him in our regiment, doesn't that cause his presence to jeopardize the rest of us?

"But it's also certain that we're going to be jilli poor as it is. Grown-ups are forming a party to attack us. There will be an overwhelming shortage of combat personnel alone right now. I want a pipe with the adults here."

That's right.

The art of surviving this world is cooperation.

Today, when it comes to 'lonely wolves', it's more troublesome, and fewer adults give extra little bites to their members (children), because we've been united and thoroughly biting.

We, the children, have learned how to survive with our own hands.

"No way, you. I don't suppose you're going to work with the grownups. Not yet... I can't believe I forgot what the grown-ups did to us before we created this mercenary regiment."

Vikin starts making a cold out voice, but I don't mind telling her what I think.

"I don't trust you. Just let me use it. If that helps protect the team... cut small and get big, right?

"You want me to forget the days of humiliation we've been subjected to?

Giroli and Vikin's eyes filled with hatred and anger. I stare back at those dim eyes from the front.

I know how you feel.

"Hum. Whatever outrage you receive from the adults, don't forget. What you should trump is your hatred of all adults (...) and your will to take precedence over your peers"

"Chi..."

We stared at Vikin and each other for a while, but he shrugged his shoulders and nodded, as he had noticed. I speak to the deputy commander like that.

"Humph. Me and you, we're 15 next year. For our sake, you're going to make this mercenary regiment (clan) fun for kids and train them into something that no adult would ever insult you, right?

"Shit... I know, I know. I don't even have time for that."

Because as it is now, I understand that the adults just can't fight it and get eaten.

I didn't want to make any small sacrifices at first, and I couldn't.

Was it because it was that style, and there were not many things in "War" that would keep losing or taking away.

Gradually, the members around them realize that they can't stay like this, and if they can earn big with small sacrifices, they make sacrifices without hesitation. There was a call to change the mercenary regiment to such a policy. Define the absolute priorities in advance and get to the point. For that reason, sacrifice is an accessory.

"Humph. Of all the sacrifices even the emotions held by the angels..."

Temporarily, it doesn't matter if you have bad feelings for Minazuki, Taro, or the 'Neck Hunting Drunk Co' Singh. Rather than indifference, the key is to be interested first.

Enter the opponent's nostalgia on the occasion that it is here, and draw it into the team. There should still be room for negotiation somewhere. A profit that deserves so much effort can be expected from an angel. That way, as long as you get an angel, you'll have a good relationship with both the "Neck Hunting Drunk" and "Sadie Stick" mercenary regiments (clans).

"And Vikin. You do realize that, don't you?

"Eh. Wow. We're going to the ball, right?

Fluffy, puy-faced deputy commander.

Seeing Vikin's side makes me laugh unexpectedly.

"Humph. The angel never looked at us with disdain."

……

We're just like the hateful adults, trying to exploit the presence of an angel.

Even though it is for the safety of the members (children), I have no choice but to laugh at my actions. And I can't pluck the guilt that works on this chest.

That's why at least not at dawn, when I joined the 'lone wolf'.

Whether you have an alchemy skill that is said to be unavailable or not, you never treat it unobtrusively.

We want to work generously with each other as one of our valued companions and enjoy this world together.

"Humph. He just barks at Mina to undo his remarks, did he ever say anything bad about us?

He's a companion.

Mercenary Corps (Clan) "Lonely Wolf".

Because we were lonely wolves. It has the spiciness of loneliness and loneliness. Therefore, if you flock, you turn a bond into something strong, and you take care of your people.

That's our "lone wolf" policy.

――――

――――

We discussed what we would do after we got the information that an angel with no shield and a relaxed girl had a carriage. The conclusion was that there was a consensus among the members to make contact with him at the Fairy Ball.

Then the members went out eso and climbed the castle with a one-headed Ni wheeled carriage that Vikin and I bought to enter the venue at the same time as him, and gave him a little glimpse to explore the relationship between the angel and "Neck Hunting Madness" and "Sadie Stick".

Again, it turns out that both mercenary regiments (clans) care about angels as much as they care abnormally. With regard to "Sadie Stick," it is difficult to judge because only George, the deputy commander of the regiment, is moving, but he had made a declaration that he would fully follow up on the "Neck Hunting Insanity."

When it comes to finding out, it's their boiling point to what extent harmful behavior towards angels is allowed. And what action would you be in if you were to shelter an angel? Let me borrow the clutter of fairy balls to try out what the benefits are essentially like when angels enter 'lonely wolves'.

That, and the angel's own pure combat ability.

To explore these, the adults attended the Fairy Ball, a receptacle that only filled their little vanity.

And if you open the lid.

"Hum. It's chilling..."

The fighting abilities of the angels and their enclosures were crude without the need to use great abilities.

At first glance, I was surprised that Mina had been able to use magic since she left our regiment, even though she wasn't on a higher level, but the intrusion was pointless.

All I'm saying is that Vikin made it the reason he was lightly killed, and that he went out of his way to invite them away, so he was slapped by an advanced player who had absolutely nothing to do with it. Vikin specializes in combat styles that I can't demonstrate without, so I know the outcome.

Anyway.

The "Hundred Rides Night Trip" and the "One Hundred Rides Night Trip" of Yoshiko Minoru, surrounding the angels, have gone a long way.

One proximity and quickness oriented attacker, one dull moving but seemingly robust tank.

If you're an attacker, the movement is good there, but the timing of using abilities is easy to read. He doesn't seem used to fighting his opponents at the same speed as himself. I was able to quickly grasp the characteristics of the general habits and abilities, but during the one-on-one battle, I would have been able to disable them sooner if the mercenary regiment (Klan), The Alcohol Eaters at Dusk, hadn't gotten in the way.

On the back of my long glasses stitched to the ground with my sabel, I dropped my gaze of disappointment, and now I got a tank role.

I guess this guy has been daring to attack to shelter the attacker's defeat. But it's Tank's job to protect his allies. I'm probably good at counter fights, but the side I set up from me can be seen as bad.

"Conflict (Press)!"

While I feel sorry for the tank role that runs through every shield, I let the lower kick loose and fall.

He probably excels as a tank that serves as a shield for his people, but the way he follows his allies in interpersonal matches is not good.

Sure, there should have been an ability to fly the shield like a boomerang, but that should have been enough to restrain this one. Whether an attacker regains his posture or rendezvous with an angel in that gap, that's the only thing that could have taken the war to five minutes.

It must be the presence of an angel, for one thing, that didn't make you do it.

He doesn't understand his role in PT warfare (lol). Seeing the movement of the PT members trying to shelter the angels, the war would have turned better if the angels had gone by the tank as soon as possible. Brittlest of all, it's an aerial float full of crevices in front of me.

"Humph, there's more to defenselessness."

Seems to have the technique of increasing the speed of movement instantaneously, but the direction of travel is determined to be right angled. This is again easy to read.

The moment I tried to shake up an end sword attack against an angel who managed to avoid my attack, an attack as predicted (...) is unleashed from behind.

"Erlian cherry blossoms!

The attacker has left his abilities unattended to follow the angels. I've been expecting him to activate his abilities for the moment when I'm after an angel.

If speed equals me and the attacker guy, when it comes to a gap that can reliably punch an attack into your opponent, there's no better time than when you're about to attack another target.

Jump that attack, turn around, and add a counter-attack.

Immediately the Tank role approaches with his shield shining with impunity.

"Light Sword!"

A passive tank role came out using the Sword of Light (Light Sword). I guess that's because I needed to try a melee to protect the luggage, the angel, and separate it from me.

This ability, it would be like the moment I hit the lead and activated it with a shield and put a poke in it with my eyes.

The glowing shield of the tank opens to the right to pierce the sword. I gently take one step to the right and make a small jump to hide in the shadow of my shield as I slide into his blind spot along that motion.

In a position with his sword released forward, Tank looks at me for a moment with a flashing look.

But it's already too late.

He puts his hand on the shield and stabs the sabel from the diagonal top between his neck and shoulder in a steady position.

And then he releases all the finishing touches and kicks into the paralyzed tank, and has the reaction attack angel blow up.

Now, suppose I go toddling with an angel who's screwing up and rolling with the tank role?

If such a bodily battle is fought, it will be a mess later if the angels themselves are not planted with the realization that they need to improve their technology in PvP.

For angels, for us.

At the moment, I can only rate it as far inferior to our team's fighting power.

"Humph. Curse your uselessness, alchemist"

but he disappeared by the hair.

with tons of smoke.

Chemli is more likely in his status as a distressed blind eye. But even though it is useless in PvP, it is the pinnacle of stupidity that does not alert the unknown alchemy.

Maybe the angels have the ability to identify where we are among the Chemli, and some of them may have equivalent skills.

Will it be a prerequisite to get out of Chemli as soon as possible first?

I can also think of a tactic of war of attacking where I came from Chemli, but I don't even think I can get that much collaboration with them. Anyway, it was such a low-level fight that there was no need to use abilities other than wizards (Minazuki).

If you're capturing me and directing one of my PT members to a location, it's no wonder Mina's doing magic.

In the first place, I just found out where I reacted to my speed and came out of within the range of Chemli, and it doesn't seem like they're all capable of intensive fire in good time.

Either way, it's not a good idea for your vision to remain closed.

"Humph. What are you going to do, a rumored angel? Don't let me down any more."

Many passives are not uncommon for the leader of the regiment, who is a 'lone wolf'.

Rather a familiar style of combat.

I'm a little short of Vikin beside me, but nature and a thin grin spread to my mouth.

The light green smoke that fills the area adds a sense of exhilaration that I don't know, but makes me lighter. And oddly enough, it also applies a relaxed sense of fatigue, the opposite of its nature.

"This is..."

I noticed the change immediately after I actually started moving.

"What is this! I can't help it!

"You're light-hearted!?

"Wow, fluffy!

The upset voices of other mercenaries (players) who would have fought in the immediate vicinity rise.

"Humph... that's sloppy. Is this also an alchemy made item"

While the surrounding mercenaries (players) are confused, they walk in opposition to angels again.

I leapt towards the outside of Chemli in search of the light.

――――

On the way down from the sky.

A grey-haired boy who kept it burning in his eyes was lucky enough to catch it coming out of the smoke. I'll let you know where Wolfe is on the PT chat right away.

: Wolfe came out of the other side where the king is!

Without realizing that I was capturing it from the top of my head, the leader of "The Lonely Wolf" turned his savel around the smoke, watching.

At that time, he had been cut off by stranger mercenaries (players), but he was sifting his sword at a speed unstoppable to his eyes as he recieved in a sabel.

Unlike the move you were fighting us earlier, it's obviously strong.

As it happens, Wolfe, who kills the mercenaries (players) that have been attacked, is once again kicking around with Sabel in one hand.

"He fights us out of hand after all... I wonder how it went"

I also regret being insulted, but even if this one was challenged by the four of us, Wolfe handled it with a cool face. The difference in strength is most regrettable.

The only way to fill that difference at all is still alchemy.

What can I do?

Fastness, power, fighting style, everything you can do against the Wolf that goes over us.

While the twitching and the ground approached me, I went into action to realize the strategy that came to mind.

Do the wind fairies a favor sticking to the 'Ash Transparent Shawl' I got from Mr. Announ. Repeat in a hurry to move and adjust so that my position is just above Wolf. At the same time, I sent some instructions to Mina.

By the end of the adjustment of the position, the shaky night (Koya) and Evening Fai (Yuki), who discovered Wolf's appearance, had tagged him and fought hard with Wolf.

Shaky Night is in charge of the attack, and Yuki defends Shaky Night from Wolfe's vicious blade, which shifts through it. The two of them are replacing and standing, holding Wolfe back. Offensive and defensive, by clarifying each other's responsibilities, he seemed to be playing a good game with Wolf.

"What about Yu and Kou... just the two of us. Aren't we in a fight?

Even whining about something a little unfortunate, just find out where Mina is.

As instructed, Mina was standing by a short distance from where the three of them were fighting. Next to it, George was seen beating up a single mercenary (player) in a godly move.

Wolfe also seems to be aware of the presence of Mina, and sometimes makes things like the sounds of the example beast, which, when emitted with a mina in mind, interfere with magical activation.

... Well, we're ready!

The distance between me and Wolf is about five meters high.

No matter how much Yu and Kou are attracting attention in melee, it's not strange that it's time for me to be distracted.

Remove items from item storage that you would have thought would be of little use this time around.

The name is "Scent Ball of the Deceased".

This is an item created by combining Chemli Ball with Skeleton's clear grey dark Skeleton Dark Gray.

"Scent Ball of the Deceased"

[Balls with ashes of the dead contrived in. Spread the smell of wandering skeletons with transparent grey smoke (...), losing their will. If you're within smoke range, you won't be noticed by undead monsters below LV4 until you hit the attack here]

Drop two of these directly below.

For one thing, the range of smoke generation is at best around 5 meters. It must be between them that more than 8 meters will be in the smoke zone if they are both.

"Now what!?

"Not dark enough smoke to deprive me of my vision, but clear gray?

"Especially since nothing weird has happened!

"Which abilities!

Wolfe, who cut the sword with Yukou, was dressed in transparent smoke, just like the mercenaries (players) around him who spread the war.

When I confirm it, I fly a message to Mina via PT chat.

: Mina, not yet!

The blonde Japanese girl rushes towards Wolfe.

And utter the chant.

"Big ball, burn your big revenge!

Wolf, who reacted to that voice as soon as possible, activates the example abilities and stops Mina from magically activating.

Now that there was no problem, Wolfe stuck a cool grin and tried to get her gaze back at the swinging nights. But then again, that face turns to Mina. No, precisely for an item like a toy stick held in Mina's hand.

Yes, it is.

There's only one in Mina, the "Shooting Fireworks (Small)" she had me hold.

Wolfe sees how I used that item before this war started.

You should fully understand the power of the item.

How do you accept this two-stage attack method?

I land quietly right next to him (...) while observing Wolf.

Along with Mina's use of the item, a spark scattered from the stick and a red light ball jumped in a straight line with a wolf.

That speed boasts considerable speed.

Dividing the ash-transparent smoke in two so as to draw a red straight line, the rays loom to bloom large circles at the head of the 'lone wolf' regiment.

"Hung, but sweet"

But that fastball also turned Wolfe back to crawl on the ground as he rotated his body to the left. The left hand reached the ground, and the right hand turned the sabel brilliantly forward, dodging without much clearance.

A few moments later.

Far behind Wolfe, red and green fireworks were blooming, confusing several mercenaries (players).

After all (...), the effect of the item I saw at one time was no match for the speed of the leader of the 'lone wolf' regiment, and the disconnect.

"Ooh!

However, Wolfe, who had a slight breakdown, seemed to have put in an immediate kick at night to unleash the chase. Wolfe rolls backwards from Mizuka to kill the momentum while guarding her with one hand.

I jumped to put ash smoke together and get closer to Wolfe rolling over the limestone cobblestone.

A sixth of gravity makes me dance to Wolf.

Wolff, who stood up immediately, opposed himself to a fisting night.

And he let go of his disgust.

"Humph. I didn't expect you guys to move and collaborate better with just one less luggage."

As if he hadn't noticed my presence (...) Wolfe keeps talking to Shaky Night.

"Did the angels and the others escape? Humph, if you had packed like that, you guys would have had a hard time fighting. That's a good decision for him."

"... I don't understand what you're talking about?

At the opposite night, the glasses were quickened and the wolf stared.

"Humph. Coward disappeared and I want to say you guys are already used, but didn't you pass it on"

Wolff turns his sabel toward the shaky night, ignoring me right behind him.

No, facts.

The leader of the 'lone wolf' is unaware that I'm behind him.

Because.

The floor of the venue here is grey stone. I mean gray.

And now, by "The Fragrant Ball of the Dead," light gray smoke fills the area.

From the moment I dropped the "Scent Ball of the Dead" to the ground, I spread the tri-fold "Shawl of Ashes Transparent" given to me by Mr. Announ and wrapped myself in this (...).

Special effects of 'Shawl of Ash Transparency'.

If you wrap yourself in a shawl, you can overlay the gray and its appearance.

In other words, in this battlefield full of gray, it works like a transparent cloak.

The scene where legs and arms stick out a little was several times for travel.

But a melee attack by Yu and Kou made me think that my fate was in Mina's bunk attack, and even that is a fabric stone to distract me from the moment I land.

"To say luggage is too much (...) expression"

At night, he laughs and suddenly unscrambles his manners and prays his hands.

Wolfe seems to be doing a lot of tricks with all the gaps.

"Well, Taro doesn't know what to do. I don't even want to hold it as luggage, it's a bomb."

I packed my last step to Wolfe to match the noise of the shaky night.

If this distance.

No matter how fast Wolfe is, it's impossible to avoid it.

The Vale, wrapped in the color of the dead "Skeleton Dark Gray," peeled off and appeared neglectfully over Wolfe's back. I used "Sniping Fireworks (Small)".

Now we're checkmates.

As soon as I was sure of the direct hit, a startling voice rose from an unexpected direction.

"Wow!

That was right next to me.

A mercenary (player) who had never seen his face appeared suddenly surprised me and attacked me reflexively.

Wolfe, who reacted quickly to that voice, turned this way.

At that moment, he and I looked at each other.

A flashing blade strikes me in the middle of a brawl.

But the murder blade was played by Wolfe's sieved sabel.

"... Huh?

Was Wolfe covering for you?

By the time my dumb voice came out, Wolf's abdomen was bursting with bright red light bullets.

"Humph, I'll see you later"

Wolfe even left a laugh and tore up the fireworks.

The momentum was not confined, and the leader of the 'lone wolf' with the light bullet flew his body into the universe. Similar to the shooting star, the green smoke that makes the gravity of the mercenary (player) I generated pass through the place, landing the King's Divine Soldier (Deus) on the battlefield.

Green and red fireworks hit the ground, scattering colorful sparks.

"Ugh..."

To me looking in the direction where Wolfe disappeared.

: Wolfe has been killed by a Lower Divine Soldier (Femi Deus):

: With the last attack decision by a mercenary (player), distribute the equivalent of one-fifth of the winnings to the mercenary Taro:

: Mercenary Taro got 780 eso:

: Mercenary Wolf's drop items were distributed to the Lower Divine Soldier (Femi Deus) due to a death penalty by the Lower Divine Soldier (Femi Deus):

: Mercenary Wolf has been deprived of any of his gear by a Lower Divine Soldier (Femi Deus) due to a death penalty:

"You did it! Heavenly Master!

"You did it! Taro!"

Wolf's kill can be confirmed as an assist log to everyone who is also the same PT.

Mina and Evening Fai raise their voices of joy.

Got it. Fireworks.

In such a refreshing mood, he quickened his glasses at night (and groaned), looking at the fireworks that would have scattered with Wolfe's life.

"Really, it's dirty fireworks..."

I didn't want to launch those fireworks.

Wolfe, who covered me at the end, with such eyes.

How could he protect me?

With impeccable suspicion, I look over the battlefield.

We look through our shaggy buddies and just stare at the battlefield where the mercenaries (players) kill each other.

Assist log as much as just now.

Will the Death Penalty by the Divine Soldier (Deus) definitively take away one piece of gear?

"Hey Koo, Yu, Mina..."

Can we just keep crushing mercenaries?

The tragedy of the venue from the sky was that the number of mercenaries (players) was decreasing.

I still think I'm looking up at Mr. Mithola's dark clouds and the god soldiers (Deus) fighting in the sky.

Wouldn't the mercenary (player) side be wiped out if it stayed that way?

Wolfe makes fun of me.

I killed Wolf.

I don't think I have a choice.

Who could have predicted such an overwhelming hiccup?

What exactly was his aim?

There's so much I don't know.

But there's only one thing he planted in my heart.

What I gained by defeating Wolf, it was a strong will to cooperate (...).

Otherwise, there will be no mercenaries (players) from this battlefield.

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In response to the abrupt scream from behind, turn around.

There were angels who could only see parts of the torso, hips, feet and hands.

I didn't even get a lot of time to wonder when, or how, to be transparent.

I see. Is this alchemy and doing it?

Interesting.

The tip on the stick, held in the hands of the angel, was pointed at me and seems to have already been used.

From this distance, you can't move this body in time.

I can't help it.

But you can't be killed for free.

I'm in charge of the children, the lone wolf leader.

Nor is an angel likely to be able to react to attacks by accidental intruders.

I swoop through the last of my intentions, lay the savel I gripped with my right hand onto the blade approaching the angel, and play.

Is this the kind of gratitude in the hearts of the angels of companionship?

Even if I slaughter an angel in one swing, I can't avoid an item attack that was used by an angel. Then it would be better to protect this place.

"Humph. Let's do this later..."

Would this have worked and left room for negotiation?

Having swept through the universe and unnecessarily fallen into the density of the Divine Soldiers (Deus), I was rarely killed in a few moments without anyone on my side.

Hum.

It's a miserable lonely end.