Chapter 1192 - Meanwhile, Around That Time: Virtual World
—And so, another world.
At a time when a contract that no one yet knows of is about to be secretly exchanged...
With the real world reaching evening, in the virtual world, where the length of a day differs, it was finally around the time the sun was going down. Even after the manifestation of the blue dot that still glares down universally from the zenith without a single movement, the morning sun and the night darkness exist regardless of the pitch-black sky that has lost its color.
Thus, looking up, it is a dark sky like the veil of night. However, the ground is naturally filled with a brightness that allows clear vision... —that is because, for example, it remains unchanged even in an environment gloomier than usual.
"............"
Counting from the player main district [Safe Area], a distance of approximately over twenty thousand kilometers.
A region harboring one of the [Deep Realm of Blue Source]s dotted at equal intervals as if drawing the vertices of a pentagram. At the lakeshore of dark water harboring a quiet 'vortex', a disastrous sight was also...
exposed to the world, while being illuminated by the certain sunlight that mysteriously existed.
In short, the six shadows that were amicably landed like fish were—
"......"
First, one of them was [Screen] Yurayura.
One of the two in the temporary team. One half of the experienced who had spared no effort in the previous day's investigation due to personal circumstances, she did not move her face-down, seven hundred million percent humidity (soaking wet) body even a twitch, fully releasing the realistic and intense aura of anger rising from her back.
"......"
Next was the Saint, [Orb Law] Sayaka.
Similarly, the other half of the experienced, her attire, which was conspicuously heavy on cloth even within the team, backfired, making her appearance the most miserable. Prostrate on the ground with a splat in a posture that seemed to imitate the silver of anger, the drowned rat, or rather, the drowned Saint, peeked out a sad, squished face from the gaps of her vestments, in sorrowful silence.
"......"
And the next was [Berumail] Rinne.
The most junior member of the team, the ultimate energetic one whose energy would balance the scale even if combined with all of the other five—however, her usual innocence was lying low at this moment, her trademark ponytail was completely flattened, and she herself was on the verge of death.
"......"
Following her was [Peerless] Irori.
Excluding the silver one of various unknowns, he was the precious sole male in the team. In addition, the invincible blonde samurai, widely known even as a man for his sheer stubbornness, was in a state near death, perhaps even more so than Rinne. In a state where nine out of ten people would answer corpse, he was resting with an extremely faint presence.
"......"
And next to him. Leaving aside the giant mass of mysterious fluffy, soft white cloth (towel) for now.
"............"
The final, sixth person. The renowned [Sword Queen] Iris was also the same.
With the exception of the bath towel ghost from whose depths a breathing that could hardly be called peaceful could be heard, she was in the same state as the other four—namely, soaking wet and rolling powerlessly on the ground.
If her right hand, [Lady-in-Waiting] Helena, had been present here, she would have undoubtedly stroked her chest in relief, saying, 'I am glad there are no onlookers,' in this disaster of disasters.
Depending on the viewer, it would undoubtedly be a sight to doubt one's eyes, but...
"............"
A total of six people washed up on the lakeshore after a struggle and effort lasting approximately over six hours. Not a single person had the strength to even look at the person next to them and crack a bitter smile.
Of course, not in a physical (vital) sense.
Needless to say, it was mental (mental) exhaustion. —And so,
"......Well... then,"
"My, my......"
Fortunately, those witnessing such a team of heaps of corpses were only two ranked players of the same kind. Only two pairs of royal blue eyes belonging to the brothers [Mirror Law] Sho and [Sword Law] Ren, who had accompanied them as base administrators for the multi-day conquest spanning three days.
This and that... while handling the chores of travel that they were well-accustomed to as ranked players of the Northern Faction, a heartfelt unexpectedness arrived at the end of waiting for the unit's return for a long time.
With the members being who they were, it was only natural.
In other words, the two, who had unconsciously assumed only a triumphant return, stared blankly at the six dying bodies lined up, and after the brothers exchanged looks—once more, toward the six.
That is, hesitantly returning their gazes to the presumed defeated unit...
"......Um, should we..."
"......prepare a bonfire?"
When Ren and then Sho asked in succession, a total of six, including the slightly twitching mass of cloth,
returned a firm nod, confirming that everyone was alive.
And time winds back.
The fluffy [Castle Lord]-sama (?) is cute. Though not even a millimeter of the actual body can be seen.