(Once again, I recommend a book: Fantasy Game Evolution!)

The following is the synopsis: The real title of this book is: "Even in infinite space, I just want to be a quiet house!" "I'm forced to choose to participate in infinite games, and I won't choose a dog lightly! 》

"If you want to die, I will die with you!" 》

This is a theme that has been played badly, and the protagonist who has been played rotten has slowly become a scum from the initial [unwilling] emotion, and the infinite flow that has been played badly.

Ling Yan, who was forced to participate in the game, said: I'm just a small accountant in Tongfuli, Shanghai (fog)

――Well,All in all, it's the joy of playing stalks~ Just go directly to the happy bookkeeper to collect it~ (Run~))

Under the flickering light, Ling Yan returned to the main god space, and incidentally saw that the guy who had given him a certain permission to come in directly was holding his games and was crying with him.

"Wow! Do you think that's all there is to Lao Tzu!? "It's bullying the fire ox, well, it's the one who is often unharmed in Devil May Cry and shouts excitedly, but its level - I can't bear to look at it directly.

Walking behind him, Ling Yan just gave him a kick!

Duang――！

Without any accidents, he buried his whole body in the game console, and completely scrapped the game that could be redeemed with one point.

"! You'll be back when you come back! Why is it so violent!? Pulling out the disc fragment that had been inserted into his head, he shouted at Ling Yan, "Do you believe it or not, I'm going to Uncle Kenshiro to sue you!?" ”

In the face of this tone, Ling Yan immediately thought of seeing the memories he had seen over there before, and then subconsciously punched out!

Duang――！

Again, the catastrophe was smashed into the walls of the main god's space, and then immediately fell down again.

Glancing at the appearance of the robbery at this time, Ling Yan nodded seriously: "Hmm." It looks like the real thing. ”

Then he turned and prepared to leave.

"Holy, this is going crazy?" Standing up from the ground, he asked Ling Yan, who was standing at the door as if in a daze, "What's wrong?" Could it be possessed by a shepherd or something? ”

"Those things don't have the qualifications to possess me yet." In a tone like he was talking about something that was taken for granted, Ling Yan didn't look back and asked towards Tribulation, "I said, Tribulation." ”

"What?"

"If, in the case of if. If we were really brothers, would you think that we were still happy as reincarnators? ”

After hearing Ling Yan's question, he fell silent.

Happiness? This kind of thing has nothing to do with reincarnation in the first place, right?

But listening to his questions, he always wanted to say something.

"This—"

"Just as I didn't ask anything." Suddenly, Ling Yan interrupted him, and with his puzzled expression, he left the station and went where he needed to go.

"--You kid definitely saw something, didn't you?" Looking at the departing Ling Yan, he sighed silently.

For him, there are so many things that shouldn't be said, things that can't be said.

―――――――――――――――――― Dividing Line――――――――――――――――――

It didn't take long. When Ling Yan appeared in the booth of the fat uncle, this Ou Jisan, who was not only dressed but also had an even more eccentric strength, had been waiting for a long time.

Scratching the fat times that he had worn on his head for an unknown amount of time, he lazily greeted Ling Yan: "Yo, it looks like the strength has taken a step forward, why don't you slaughter those guys?" ”

"You look terrible." Ling Yan looked at him: "Why do I feel like you haven't taken a bath for many days?" ”

"It's nothing, I went back to the headquarters of [Thousand Army] and went to the workshop to use a lot-hmm. It's just something you can't understand anyway. The fat uncle yawned: "The first time I used the power of cultivation, alchemy, and magic reform and technology to make this kind of crazy weapon, everyone thought I was crazy." ”

"Thank you." Ling Yan sincerely thanked him. For those who help him, he never hesitates to reciprocate: "I will add another 50,000 bonus points to you." ”

"Don't just thank me." The fat uncle waved his hand and said, "After all, I'm already retired, if it weren't for your masters, I wouldn't have been able to go to you young people to get those things." ”

"--You've always been retired?"

"Well, if I had to say it, in addition to the all-rounder like Starry Night, there was also the guy who had to sit on that kind of chair with his ass to prop up the façade. I and King Ye are all retired, for example, King Ye is now in charge of the library, the spell unit has changed leaders several times, Kenshiro has handed over the crusade force to Zai, and I have handed over my workshop to Xiao Ling. ”

He picked his face and said, "After all, do you want to give you young people room to develop?" No? ”

Face his statement. Ling Yan smiled: "Sure enough, the reason why Qianjun is still proud of being called the most bizarre warband is still in you old guys." ”

"Haha, wouldn't it be nice to live happily?" Ou Jisan, who was wearing a fat time, showed a smile without the slightest negative emotion, and after activating the private mode, a black sè barrier rose around the store that could not be seen through by the naked eye.

Under the monotonous light, the fat uncle opened his space and took out a box that seemed to be locked in a steady stream of props like seals and restraints: "All in all, under the prompting of the little girl in the sword, I have transformed her and this sword to the most perfect level as much as possible. ”

"If the weapon you had on your back was the most perfect work of my youth, then this weapon is the most perfect work I can do now."

"Exactly as you asked, the seven forms, like the existence of a universal weapon, even I feel that the appearance of such power can be described as real 'luck'."

As he spoke, he untied all the seals and restraints, as if the chest containing something terrible had been opened—revealing the greatsword inside.

The appearance has not changed, not even the patterns on the sword.

But Ling Yan felt that this sword was completely different・・・・・・ and even made him feel very nostalgic: as if this weapon was his weapon from a long time ago・・・・・・

Without any hesitation, Ling Yan held the weapon.

The moment he held it, he even felt the feeling that the sword seemed to be happy, as if he was cheering: reunion! Reunited! We're finally back together!

Immediately, he shook his head, realizing that it was probably his own delusion.

At the same time, the tattooed witch also appeared in front of him at this time, hugging Ling Yan with the emotion and identity of the lover who had reunited after a long absence: "Yes, I miss you so much!" ”

Facing the girl who hugged her, Ling Yan showed a helpless expression, agreed to hug her and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." ”

For Ling Hua, Ling Yan knew that she had snubbed her, and even forgot about her sometimes, but she didn't have any complaints at all, but she was just afraid of her own incompetence, afraid that she wouldn't be able to help him at all - because for Ling Hua, he had already fused with the soul fragment that he had wanted for a long time, and he was her last family member and last lover.

So for Linghua, if he said that he didn't owe anything, it was really that he couldn't even believe

"It's okay, it's really okay." In the face of Ling Yan's apology, the girl smiled gently, and said like a child showing off her achievements: "Uncle Yan has helped me become a lot stronger!" I won't be unable to help you this time because I'm asleep! Believe me! I'm sure I'll be able to help you get Reimu back this time! ”

Facing Ling Hua's happiness, Ling Yan nodded: "Well, I'll leave it to you this time." ”

"I mean, can't you two little ones not show affection in front of me, an old single dog?" Looking at the young man and woman in front of him, he didn't know how to follow the fat uncle with a cigarette and showed a helpless expression.

Although I know that the two little guys are like newlyweds, it's a must, but you don't want to do this kind of thing in front of me, an old single dog, right?

――Think back then, you were also a merry boy?

Speaking lines similar to those of a certain necromancer god, Uncle Fat is just exuding a lonely atmosphere, just like the cigarette in his mouth.

"Uh-I'm sorry." Uncle Yan, who was completely lonely and spoken, apologized, although I don't know why this guy was so stimulated?

In a crisp voice, Ling Yan traded the reward of an extra 50,000 reward points to the uncle who wore the fat time.

Looking at the refreshed numbers on the watch, the uncle, who had no interest in this kind of thing that was completely digital, rubbed the corners of his eyes, yawned and said:

"All in all, your kid's strength has also advanced, and his weapons have been upgraded, so it's time to rescue his daughter-in-law and create a miracle by the way, right?"

"-I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT, BUT I THINK YOU'RE JUST GOING TO FLAG ME AGAIN?" Facing the words of the uncle wearing a fat time, Ling Yan showed a twitching expression.

"It's good when I feel that young people are very happy nowadays." He yawned, and without saying a word, he went straight back to his blacksmith's shop.

I guess I'm going to sleep.

Although I don't know why this guy didn't ask him to take the sword back, Ling Yan said calmly: This weapon is still not good.

So, after making all the preparations that should be made, Ling Yan carried his two weapons and Ling Hua on his back, and once again disappeared under the main god's ball of light・・・・・・

This time, I'll definitely get you out! Reimu! (To be continued.) )