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When Tired and Midori were playing mixed with Wild PT, Junko and True were in Wild PT as well. Junko was changing his job to a recovering white wizard, "so that he could easily be invited on the set".

A six-person PT was formed in the meadow, and from now on, it is a place to fight the enemy with special conditioning.

"I'm a comeback team, but I'm experienced. But this child is completely new, so please be gentle."

In front of the other members gathered, Junko sets the foreground.

"That's impressive of you to put in that kind of no. I wish you'd told me in advance, but I don't have to tell you."

Strangely with a gaze from above, one of the members speaks.

(That's some subtly unpleasant vibe)

About two players in the six-man PT, from the first impression, who don't feel right, truly think so.

One is a man in white armor of a low-brain arrogant chief, a strange monkey, who doesn't even say hello first. And the other was the hunter woman of the shit-eating shady dwarf, who greeted me, but just now, she took a lofty word and action that made me want to say what it was like.

What we're going to do is say that high level players are temporarily lowering levels to match low levels, unifying levels, and then fighting strong enemies with content. Junko explained in advance that the new and returning teams are one of the ideas that can be played with existing players as well.

"Levels unify, and you're a strong enemy, so hey. If you're new - I hope you've previewed it beforehand, but it's possible you're not."

A hunter dwarf woman says as if she laughs spirally.

(Is this a game you have to go out of your way to preview? If you don't know beforehand, I don't really like gay memories of death that will surely fail at first sight. The game itself, I haven't done much since I fell in the back streets in the first place)

True that I am not particularly uncomfortable with the hunter dwarf woman while conscious that it is a statement directed at me and that I am thinking of something else.

"Why don't you have a new warrior stunner?

"Well, you can use a stun blade at that level."

"You can do it because it's easy."

"Easy, but the most important part."

"He's an amazing kid, so I'll take care of him."

A white armored man and a player other than True are talking about something on their own. The white armored man is silent all the time. It was all a truly directed statement, and their words were fragmentary, but somehow the story was truly visible.

"Eh, the enemies we're going to fight, every few seconds, are going to make a vicious attack that could destroy PT all at once. But just before that attack comes, a red light will be emitted from the enemy's body, so according to that, the warrior wants you to use a move called a stun blade. Hardly any damage, but you know how to stop an enemy from moving, right?

Copy that.

He was a carefully explained leader, but feels disrespectful just the way he pushed at the end. But keep quiet true.

When making moves and magic in this game, just remember, the EEG transmits it to the Dreamband for its effect. In the case of moves, you have to remember at the same time as hitting them once, but you can go as you like with the action itself.

"Warrior, if you can't get a stun blade out at times of need, you'll have to wait all the time for a stun blade. Don't do anything else."

"… Copy"

To the further push of the leader, the truth snorts funny. I understood what my role meant, and I could read what would happen next.

True to see Junko around with enhanced magic on his side. Increases Defense and Speeds Up Attack.

"Well, I'll call the enemy."

The six of us surround the glowing point in the meadow, and the leader takes confirmation. This glowing point was a landmark that the enemy to be fought this time would boil.

A few seconds later, a monster of giant ravioli appeared. Realistically, it looks strong to see, and I don't think the blade goes through its thick fur, but I truly think it must be a game there.

"This way -! Just look at me.

A man in white armor of a low-brain arrogant sheikh monkey, who had been almost silent until now, suddenly shouted out loud. A giant rabbit turns toward a white armored man and eats a flying kick at a white armored man with big legs. The white armored man keeps taking it with his big shield.

PT members attack simultaneously with weapons, causing effects to fly flashly.

Eventually, a red light emanates from the body of the raven.

(Stanblade! Is this it?

True to wave the sword, screaming in my heart. Then a flashy effect and a unique loud sound effect were emitted from the sword that shook it, stopping the movement of the raspberry.

(Looks like it got through properly)

True to relieve me because I was new to the moves themselves and the timing was right.

In about two seconds, the stiffness of the ravioli unravels, changing the direction of the kurli and the body, and turning towards the true one.

"Olaolah! Look at me!

The white armored man screams, and the rabbit strikes the white armored man again. Probably using a move that targets you at the same time as you scream.

(You know what makes me want to scream. I won't because I'm ashamed)

The arrow tip that I thought so, the raspberry glows red again. Truth is screaming in my heart and beating me.

Ever since, it's been that repetition. Just hit the stun blade as it glows red. Just that repetition.

(Very boring...... Sounds like you're tapping a hole in one mole, this)

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The boredom of my role was worse than I thought, and the truth was that I was slacker.

(What the other guys are doing is monotonous. Even a pokapoka beating, the white armored man turns the attack on himself even when he shouts every time the target of the enemy changes. What's so funny about this?

Seriously questionable, true with red light running gaps and glimpses into the faces of other players.

The attackers were delighted. It's just pokapoka beating, even shooting arrows, seems fun. Junko, who is a healer, is a serious face sometime. It was hard to look at, inhibited by a shield, but the white armored man is serious himself.

Change eventually came at a time that seemed monotonous and painful that continued.

After a stun blade that appeared to have released more than ten more shots, the direction of the rabbit turned again toward the true one, releasing a true kick.

Reflectively, the truth avoids attack. No, I was going to avoid it, and I was sure I would have avoided it if it felt real.

"Huh?"

The attack, which was supposed to have been avoided, truly hit, deprived him of his true body freedom and fell on the spot. In the in-game judgment, the offense now would have hit, and one blow had made it truly incapable of combat.

(other than a shield eating an attack dies in a single blow?

True that it's a hell of a game balance, but on the other hand, I'm convinced. If other than the shield is not balanced enough to suck when he eats the attack, the presence of the shield is also unnecessary. Nevertheless, I also wondered if death was too much with one blow.

"When was this way?!

The white armored man screamed in panic, but it was too late.

Then a red light broke out, but no one emitted a stun blade, and when I wondered if the ruthenium had spinned with tremendous momentum, everyone but the white armored man was blown away, making it incapable of fighting except as a shield.

Junko, a recoverer, is also dead, so his hand in recovery to the White Armor Man is gone, and eventually the White Armor Man will do his best. The victorious rabbit disappears.

(What a terrible game balance. If a shield player and a mole slapper make a mistake, that will destroy them all)

True to heartbreak while being resuscitated by Junko, who has returned with self-resuscitation magic. I don't think this is funny at all.

"Mr. Shields, are you in good harmony? Hate, I'm going up. Are you wearing gear? Are you shaking your status to Hate Up?

When she was resuscitated, a hunter dwarf woman complained about the white armored man.

"I'm sorry"

A white armored man who apologizes for less words and bows his head.

"It's okay to apologize, but if you don't hold tight around there, you know that we're gonna make the same mistake somewhere else?

(That's a heady saying, this guy...... This guy was just shooting arrows at me.

True driven by the impulse to kick the hunter's midget woman, who is extremely busy.

"I wonder if Mr. White was recovering too late. I haven't really seen him beat up."

Another member points the spearhead of responsibility at Junko.

(You were just hitting me, too. Why is it that someone who just beats you up like you feel good and has no great responsibility can blame you for being in such important positions as shield or recovery? If you have any complaints, you do the part.)

True frustration increases even more. It was one of the often ugly and irrational schematics in nettles that attackers who didn't know the truth, but who were largely unaccountable, blamed shields and restorers for the need for battle.

Though I really saw the essence of the newbie as well, I really have no idea how much of a downfall there was in the White Armored Man, in fact.

"Mr. White is not bad. It's all my fault."

Afterwards, the shield's white armored man admits his inaccuracies and then makes a statement on his own shouldering the blame.

Arms and falls of the game More than anything else, in the truth with that statement alone, my fondness for the white armored man soared.

"Well, if you know what I mean."

A hunter dwarf woman still wants to hate me. True driven by the urge to kick your ass again.

"Let's try again. I also regret that I'm still losing."

Though the leader says, the truth was I was already in the mood to go home. It is painful and helpless to do the task of extending one mole beating of that hole again.

While beating myself up, I wonder if it shouldn't only be a stun blade when it glows red, but I'm also probably told not to hit me because that's impossible on the game's system.

(Even if I gave you permission to hit me, it wouldn't be funny. He's just repeatedly pounding me)

I really didn't understand heartily that the other attacker members just seemed to feel good about pounding me. If you just want to hit me, you don't want to be a nettle, you just have to hit me even with a real, sandback, that's what I even think about.

Two other players came to a six-man spot at the time of the reinforcing magic rehearsal to conduct the rematch.

"Dude, we were going to use this content at this hour today. Why are there other PTs?"

"You guys don't have permission from the management union to use possessive content on your own."

A pair of people who say things like the cause of a chimp.

(What? A management union. You mean someone has to give you permission to play and make an appointment? So, you think we ignored that?

On the operational side of the game, I was truly surprised to see if that was decided.

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