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"Give Kirito a message..." Remembering that Kirito was investigating the [Silver Banner] guild recently, Clyde raised his hand to open the window, called out the virtual keyboard, and began to type. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Because the man who used to be the president.,Every day from morning to night, he was at the front line of the transfer gate square.,Crying looking for someone who can help him avenge.,Was met by Kirito who happened to be in the middle level.,Although he didn't join the [Black Cat Group on a Moonlit Night], but Kirito is still the same Kirito.,As soon as he heard what that person said, he agreed to the other party without hesitation.。

Heh~ Criminals' Guild [Hand of Titans]·······

-- The next day --

When I came to the first floor, I had a good breakfast to challenge the forty-seventh floor [Hill of Memories], and when I walked out onto the street, the bright sunlight was already covering the entire town. Day-type players who are ready to go out on an adventure, and night-owl players who have just returned from a late-night hunt, staggered by with opposite expressions.

After replenishing the potion recovery props at the prop shop next to the hotel, the two of them went out to the transfer gate square. Luckily, we arrived at the transfer door without encountering the same group of players we had yesterday. Just as she was about to leap into the teleportation space with blue light, Sirika stopped.

"Ah...... I don't know the name of the town on the forty-seventh floor......" Before he was about to call out the map for confirmation, Clyde held out his right hand first.

"It's okay, I'll designate······· Shift!

The dazzling light spread out at the same time as Clyde's voice, enveloping the two of them.

Immediately after the instantaneous sensation of teleportation, when the effect light dissipated, Sirika's vision immediately burst into a variety of colorful colors.

"Whoa, ah!!!" Celica couldn't help but cheer.

On the 47th floor, the main street area of the transfer gate square is covered with countless flowers. The narrow road crosses the circular square, while the rest of the place is a brick-walled flower garden in which unknown flowers and plants compete for beauty.

"It's spectacular......"

"People used to call this floor the Garden of Flowers, and not only the streets, but also the entire floor were covered with flowers. If you have time, you can also go to the [Giant Flower Forest] in the north. ”

"It's going to be fun for the next time!"

Smiling at Clyde, Celica crouched down in front of the flowerbed. Then lean your face closer to the pale blue flowers that resemble cornflowers, and smell their fragrance.

From the white stamens of the five petals with delicate lines to the pale green rhizomes, the flowers are made with surprising finesse.

Of course, none of the plants or buildings of Al Grande, including all the flowers that bloom in this garden, can exist in such delicate objects at all times. If this is done, no matter how high the performance of the SAO host is, the system resources will be exhausted in an instant.

In order to avoid this situation while providing the player with a realistic environment that is similar to the real world, SAO uses a structure called a detail focusing system. When the player becomes interested in an object and focuses their gaze, only the real details of the object are revealed.

Ever since she heard about the system, she has been held back by the obsessive notion that her behavior of taking an interest in various things will cause an unnecessary burden on the system, and she has also felt timid. But only now, this irrepressible mood makes her constantly move from flower bed to flower garden to enjoy the flowers.

Enjoying the aroma to her heart's content, Sirika looked around again when she finally stood up.

The figures strolling along the path between the flowers are almost all men and women. Everyone is holding hands, otherwise they are hooking their hands and talking and laughing happily as they walk. It seems that the place has become that kind of place.

“········” Cerica glanced up at Clyde, who was standing idly beside her.

- Could it be the same for everyone else?

As if to hide the fact that her cheeks turned red at the thought of these things, Sirika said energetically, "Let's go...... Let's go!"

"Uh-huh. Clyde smiled and nodded, and walked side by side with Celica, thinking that Kiritto should be there soon~

Even outside the Transfergate Square, the main street of the town is also buried in a sea of flowers.

"That...... Brother Clyde, may I ask about you?" If you want to know about Clyde, even if you know that he is a member of the strategy team, it has not changed in the slightest, and the handsome Mr. Death is still full of mysteries, making it impossible to understand his heart

"Huh, why do you say this all of a sudden?"

"No! nothing······· Just a little curious·······"

Mentioning real-world topics in Ayn Grant is the biggest taboo. There are many reasons for this, but the main one is that if you let the idea that this world is just an imaginary fiction be deeply rooted in your heart, you will not be able to accept that death in SAO is equivalent to real death.

"Me in reality······· Although I have a beautiful mature but naïve teacher, someone who loves me (Mariana), a lovely sister (Madoka), and many friends who are enough to make friends, ·········" It took a moment for Clyde to speak in fits and starts.

"I can't be happy, maybe I'm too pessimistic, I feel like I'm a little disappointed by their ·····expectations, even though I have so many things on my back and I haven't done anything in the end." He sighed softly.

"Now I want to make it up to them, whether it's the game or the reality, I want to do something to make it up to them, even though I know it's disqualified····· It's completely irreparable, but I still want to do something for them!" Clyde looked down at Rika's face.

"So, I want to help you maybe it's just that I want to relieve that guilt, but I have a feeling of empathy, and I think this can atone for everyone······"

Although she didn't know what Clyde was talking about, Celica vaguely felt that Clyde's feelings, the guilt and remorse, were pain that she couldn't bear and understand.

"Yes······ I don't think Clydego's friends blame you, because aren't they still supporting you?" though she wanted to say something to comfort Clyde, Sirika could only say that, although she had not met Clyde's friends, and did not know what kind of people they were.

"Uh······· I always feel that I am comforted by you~ Thank you, Silica. Hearing Sirika's words, a gentle smile appeared on Clyde's face.

Before they knew it, the two of them had already walked to the south gate of the street district. The vines climb around a huge arch made of fine silver steel and are filled with countless white flowers. Through this arch, the main street becomes a street surrounded by green hills, disappearing at the other end of the spring glow.

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