43 43 Stories Sister and companion

"Sister...... thanks for your help"

Nevertheless, I would like to thank my sister for helping me out of the forceful mercenary regiment (clan) solicitation of Wolf and Vikin of "The Lonely Wolf".

"I can't thank you enough. Taro is my brother."

With a pale mouthful, even my sister crosses the stance that it's natural to help me.

I stare at my sister as she bites her sister's casual little brother remark as something grabbed on my chest melts away softly.

My little fish-eyed sister was as usual, Rin and comfortable.

Even though I'm horrified at how you look like that, I give a head that I was such a ciscon.

"Taro, I'm worried about that character bug... but I'm also worried about the rumor that you were working with Mithola the Wise"

"It's..."

After all, my sister, as a matter of course, was grasping the information that Mithola the Sage and I were walking Michelangelo...

"Taro doesn't seem to understand. Do you understand why my mercenary regiment (clan) is attending Michelangelo's ball at [Fairy Ball] in every city?

"Uh..."

That... I honestly don't know.

In the last line, I know I'm not following you because I'm attending Michelangelo's ball, but I don't understand why.

Seeing how I was, my sister explained it to me as she exhaled a small sigh of relief that she wouldn't understand.

"Michelangelo's [Fairy Ball] is full of First Class Mercenaries (Clans). It's called gathering all the powerful mercenaries (players) attacking on the front lines."

"It's an early city, why?

"Because it's an early city."

My sister has a serious face and can put her words on my questions.

"You were informed in this announcement that [Fairy Ball] would be held, as well as that the area (...) ruled by the ruling class of that city would be liberated. Which means you might meet the NPCs that control Michelangelo."

"But so are all the other cities, right? Why is Michelangelo so obsessed with first-degree mercenaries? The front-line cities seem to be more fruitful..."

"Do you know that a mercenary regiment (clan) that could rule a city could enjoy a variety of benefits with respect to that city?

Surely you can change the tax rate of [Bounty Neck and Auction (Wonted)], which is also a player bazaar, or you can get a mercenary regiment (clan) that ruled that tax revenue.

"[Bounty Neck and Auction (Wonted)] tax revenues?

"That's not all, though, is it. From that perspective, Michelangelo is a delicious city."

Really?

"Clan Clan is a game that has just begun serving. The population is concentrated in the early cities. In other words, there are more mercenaries (players) using Michelangelo's [Bounty Neck and Auction (Wonted)] than any other city. Indeed, since weapons and protective equipment traded in front-line cities are only used by first-class mercenaries (players) and are traded at a higher value than any other city, tax revenues alone may be higher. But the number of listings is low. Buyers rarely consume it because it's expensive."

So the mercenary regiment (clan) that controlled Michelangelo is one step more economically than the other?

"And the early city means that every mercenary (player) playing this clan clan has used it. Everyone will know the name of the mercenary regiment (clan) that ruled the city. That reputation should help solicit mercenaries (clans). It also increases your chances of scouting other mercenaries before they pull them out."

"I see... Overall, the benefits of the Mercenary Corps (Clan) even Michelangelo are enormous"

A sister who snorts deeply at my words.

"That sort of thing. And Michelangelo is by far the largest city. I don't know if it's a man's sex, but some of our mercenaries are motivated by" dominating the Biggest Cities "nonsense."

Indeed, the pioneer city of Michelangelo covers a vast area.

It would be even bigger if it included castle compartments that were not currently liberated.

"So, Taro"

My sister calls me a few steps colder and lower than earlier so as to block my ideas.

"The venue of the [Fairy Ball] will be an area managed by the rulers of each city."

"I do feel like it was such an announcement..."

"If you have a chance to admire the current dominance of Michelangelo in order to explore its dominance"

My sister giggles like a brutal hunter after her prey.

"We'll have to go"

"Sister, I'm scared..."

I'm halfway down, dragging myself down.

Then, my sister's expression caught on slightly.

I've never seen my sister like that before, and she's a little uncomfortable.

What, this reaction?

"Mr. Singh, don't scare your little sister like that."

"Mr. Singh can see us from the same mercenary regiment (clan). You can't tell me not to freak out."

"Oh, my God."

Back to back with my doubts, a delightful guerra and laughter go up behind my sister's back.

My sister's friends are listening to our series of answers and hanging out with each other's shoulders.

Mina is pinched by those two, shrinking.

Oops.

Totally, I was obsessed with talking to my sister, so I forgot the three of them existed, and I rushed over to my sister's companion to draw on the bickering.

"Taro?"

Answering my sister's call with one hand up, I turn again to my sisters' companions.

"Thank you for helping us."

Bow down with the dust and thank the two old mercenaries.

To my gratitude, oops, fellow peeping sisters.

And I take Mina's hand subtly and nod that you're okay now.

Then she bowed her head to me to be played.

"Oh, thank you."

Following Mina, I laugh at two old mercenaries (players).

"Always, my sister takes care of me. Keep up the good work on my sister."

"Oops......"

Then what happened?

My sister's companions used to snooze somewhere before and seriously look at me and Mina and stare at me at the end of the day.

The more holes you make, the more neck I'll put on the two of you who look at me silently.

"Um, what's wrong?

To my inquiry, they stretched out their spines bickering and started pounding their heads.

With a red face.

"Hey, hey. I wish the lady would ask me to do that."

"And leave Mr. Singh to us. No."

Behind Osama and the others, who answered the questions, they moved at some point, armed, and a royal sister staring at them.

"I'm the one who's taking care of you."

"Hih-no."

"Phew."

Swinging away, the two people who see my sister's face react freaked out.

"... remains, well, this time. Thanks for your cooperation..."

To those two, my sister thanking them with a bossy, small voice without looking at each other.

To the condition of the sister, the two loosen their cheeks.

"I knew it, Mr. Singh."

"I never braced for a second. Unlike you."

"Hey, hey. You just lit that silver-haired lady up there."

"You're welcome."

"Hey, what, you guys. Shut up."

I think when I look at my sister, who starts a bickering.

Surrounded by gay and noisy two, my sister was laughing.

I'm sure you two are trustworthy companions to my sister, and I thought my sister was sincere about this clan clan.

If you look at those three, you naturally get a deeper grin.

Good for you, sister.

Second, I have eyes for my sister.

My sister's narrow eyes slowly dropped into my hand connected to Mina.

"Get along."

I suddenly heard my sister's voice in my ear and my body accidentally reacted piquely, but I managed to endure it where it was.

My sister jumped the call with a friend message when she suddenly thought she had a bad mouth.

And my sister deepened her warm grin.

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In keeping with my sister's intention to advise me that I might still be in danger like I was just now, Mina and I had my sister send me home to Michelangelo and his people.

The world of Clan Clan was almost at sunset and the sun was slowly starting to lean towards the other side of the west.

Speaking of which, reality must be about evening.

When you think about it,

"Tharo than that. Does Taro know exactly what it looks like?

"This look?

Around "Beginning Meadows," my sister got stuck about my character.

"Yes... at all, you can tell by how Tom and Jerry reacted when Taro thanked you, right?

I'm solidifying my back to follow my sister, my sister's people.

Sister pointing to Tom and Jerry with only her gaze.

They, by the way, look like characters in their 40s, but the contents are apparently in their twenties.

I asked him why he did such a character creature, and he answered me, 'Speaking of mercenaries, you're limited to sinister Osama'.

Regardless of their appearance, if they laughed unexpectedly at the two of them, whose words and behaviors and attitudes were not at all obnoxious, they were happily poking their cheeks instead of making themselves uncomfortable.

In contrast to those two, for some reason my sister was sending a sharp glance at them, poisoning them with a whisper 'lorigon' or something like that when they were in Mina.

"Taro's character is remarkable. It would be superfluous if such rumors were circulated at this time of year."

"I thought you meant Mr. Mithola..."

"The First Class Mercenary Regiment (Clan) gathers for the hegemony of Michelangelo, now the most vibrant city. I wonder if Taro, who is whispering about his involvement with Mithola the Wise, will ever be left alone in such a vortex."

"No..."

My sister is right, a forceful, carefree attitude like 'lonely wolf' could get involved in the future.

There may be more mercenaries (players) out there who know the fairies exist and try to use their powers in a forceful way.

If that happens, my standing between fairies and people is going to be very difficult.

Thinking about the earlier, my stomach hurts so tightly.

"That sort of thing. But strangely, there are fewer mercenaries (players) after Taro than I expected."

"It is."

"This is also very speculative and factual... Some mercenaries (players) are united and seem to be making a move to twist and crush the mercenaries (players) who are trying to harm Taro. Do you have any idea?

Uh. What the hell is that?

What the hell is going on in my unknown place?

Could it be that Shaking Night and Yuki did something for me?

"A strange samurai-tongued mercenary (player) is at the center of the movement to protect Taro, or something."

Hey, what's that...

"Is that true, sister?"

"I saw it with this eye, too, and I'm not seeing you in person, so I don't have any certainty. It could just be a gassenetta because all sorts of rumors start coming up before the online game updates and before the event"

"Oh well... info, thank you sister"

My sister is my sister after all.

He was worried about me everywhere.

As the same mercenary (player), it's not strange to be quite concerned, not trying to get any information about Mr. Mithola, the wise man, was above all evidence of my concentration in safety.

To my sister like that.

I still haven't told them that I look the same as this game character, even in real life.

I look at my character (from) with depression.

Small body.

Long-haired silver thread flowing behind the head.

They are pale, blue, and glowing with particulates.

Some of the lights drifted fluffily and reluctantly in front of her sister, and fogged away before she touched them.

It comes from every word my sister spits, even though she doesn't like you worrying about me.

That's why I can't tell you that even in the game you're so worried, even in real life, you look like this. How much will I worry about?

My heart is irritated by anxiety and suspicion, and I'm filled with sorrow.

"Taro..."

Is that why?

I didn't realize my sister was looking at me.

"You were still using that little machete"

My sister points to a weapon that I got sloppy when I had my first fight at Clan Clan. Xiaotai [Xiaomei Xiao]. If I change my gear to this, I will recall that I am able to defeat the slime lightly.

Even though it was only a few days ago, it seems like a terrible thing that happened before.

"Because this is easy to use"

"I don't know. Speaking of which, Taro, do you remember what I said when I gave you the sole?

When my sister asked me a strange question, a little cold wind blew.

My sister ears a shaken pitch-black forehead and looks forward.

"What?"

My little questioning voice is dispelled by the sound of salad and grass leaves swinging.

Shenyuku Nishi makes a shadow on the side of her sister, unable to ask her sincerity.

"Look, Taro owes me a debt," he said.

"Uh, yeah?

Sure, I also think I said that when I got the knife [Xiaomei Xiao].

"I told you, didn't I?" You don't have to worry about it, 'cause you're just going to get the right price. ""

"Uh... oh, yeah"

Speaking of which, I think he said something that would soak up such fear.

... No way, sister.

You're asking me for that price now!?

What the hell are you asking for, against me scared of fear, my sister, unchanged, turns her face only forward and keeps talking pale.

"If you haven't forgotten, good."

I give my sister who walks before me the speed at which she walks.

I just get anxious for a moment about what my sister is thinking.

"Don't you have to worry about Taro? Because when Taro grows up, your sister plans on getting a lot of money back."

So my sister's voice continued full of kindness.

"If anything happens (...), say anything to this me, my sister"

What did my sister say?

I wiped away the guilt of worrying about my sister easily.

"That's what you said today."

That's what I'm talking about, my sister, with a clear face and a gaze in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

The applause is really warm.

Unexpectedly, the back of my nose got a twinge.

It's sloppy, sister......

"Damn, he's a burning brother to take care of"

My sister's face peered from the side with chills.

He had a soft smile on his mouth in the sunset in the western sky.

The warm orange colour envelops us.

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"Angel, this is delicious."

I told my sister I had something important to tell her and asked her if there were any days I could see her in person, from about Michelangelo.

If after the event [Fairy Ball], my sister said it would be convenient, so she attached a promise to have us come.

It's the result of the idea that you should actually meet and explain what's going on in my real life.

Honestly, I think my sister's reaction scares me. On the other hand, I believe my sister would be fine.

I'm just cumming out, and there's got to be nothing that's gonna change.

I was looking at Mina sitting in the seat across the street, somewhat rubbing her head still stuffed with my sister's hands.

Her little cheeky lips of straw drink 'cloudy and sunny juice' satisfactorily.

Me and Mina, who broke up with my sisters, were in the "Free Cloud Flow Pavilion".

Mina seemed to like the juice, although Mina was initially surprised by the prestigious greeting of the shopkeeper Nyudo, "Whoa, it's been a long time since I've seen you.

Yes, this is a delicious restaurant with a meal I visited when I dated Mr. Sage Mithola.

"Don't you drink, angel?

"Ah, oh. I'll drink."

The pleasant slight carbonation of the citrus leads to a refreshing flow down the throat.

Take a deep breath, mina.

"It's kind of just a scratch, I feel like my shoulder's loaded."

Such a fold, a friend chat flew in from Mr. Announ.

"Mr. Taro... My heartbreakers, I have a favor to ask of you"

Reply to Announ's voice, who seems sorry, with surprise.

'Do me a favor. What is it? If I can help you, don't hesitate to tell me. "

I couldn't tell if this friend chat was going to bring sunshine or call the dark clouds.

I just felt like there was a wave either way. Like never before in the mild weather of summer, a sunny day is a terrible heat, a terrible thunderstorm if dark clouds can set in.