Poetry Society.

Heine hadn't heard of this organization from players.

Megumi doesn't have it either.

But after a little thought, he understood.

This organization is related to the "liberation" of the mountains of Maikala, and the two are strongly bound.

But in the original plot, the mountains of McAlla were destroyed early, and the organization itself either went underground or changed its face and survived in another unknown form.

And the player is basically led by the nose by the Villitas Academy, even if it is not in contact, it is normal.

Heine then asked, "Is everything that happens here under watch?" ”

That's where his surprise comes from.

Xiala shook her head slightly.

"No one cares, but the Yuan Spirit fluctuations here can't be hidden from everyone.

"The primordial spirits divide the world, they are like rocks, and they are like seas.

"Every man-made oscillation is stored in the form of ripples in the slow waves, forming a barrier.

"If you look closely, you can deduce what went wrong from the subtle changes in the barriers.

"It's good that people with observation skills don't think of it, but I will, we will."

Sounds like the meaning of the butterfly effect......

Heine thought thoughtfully.

It's no wonder that she can detect the impact of Yuan Spirit fluctuations on Floating City during the day.

"So when I activated the circle just now, did you block the fluctuations?" He asked again.

However, hearing him say this, Xiala showed a sly smile:

"Daytime? During the day, it was me who interfered with the operations of the Floating City. ”

Good guys, feelings Dylan's house is what you smashed......

Poor Meno carried the black cauldron like this.

Heine couldn't help laughing: "But you didn't mean ......"

"I'm a liar, you see."

She spun around, her black skirt slightly raised, revealing her fair thighs.

"Can't you see the difference?"

While feasting her eyes, Heine immediately remembered the chain that was tied around her waist.

"So it's not that you've deceived Meno Githil, you've deceived the chain," he said...... Could it be that when the magic equipment reaches a certain level, it becomes self-aware and then acts as a watchman? ”

Xiara's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but admire: "No wonder you can do so well." Things are basically the same as you think, but not so subjective, so I can only sneak out in the shower. ”

Heine wondered, "Who's spying on them?" Veritas Courtyard? ”

"No, it's not them."

Siara sighed lightly, her expression a little complicated.

"It's not surveillance either, it's the price of power...... In the future, if someone from the poetry club comes, don't resist them. ”

"So how do I verify?"

"You'll understand when you see it, no need to verify."

Theara smiled and kissed Heine lightly on the forehead.

"Okay, it's time for me to go, my purpose has been accomplished."

"Okay."

Heine sighed honestly and hugged her.

A subtle body fragrance and the smell of a certain fragrance are mixed together and are intoxicating.

"You......"

Shiara rubbed his head.

"Sometimes it's boring like an old man, and sometimes it's like a child who doesn't grow up."

"Restraint and fervor of wisdom do not conflict with desire."

Heine let go of his hand and joked:

"Hurry up, Servant, your lover will go there to find you."

Siara pursed her lips and smiled: "Then I'm looking forward to it." ”

Seeing the other party leave through the window dragging the silver chain that fell from the sky, Heine had a subtle sense of déjà vu.

Paired with a hunting trench coat and a large magic mirror, she's a secret agent picked up by helicopter.

So what is yourself? Hostage?

Heine smiled and shook his head.

Although the person is gone, the problem is left behind.

Poetry Society.

Once again, Heine pondered the name.

Who are they?

This is clearly a list of dangers that is no less than a cloth edict.

Will they come here?

It is estimated that not in the short term.

Judging by the vagueness of Chiara's words, it is possible that the information about the Poetry Society is protected by something like the "Curse of Brave Loyalty".

In this world, because of the existence of gods, certain oaths are bound to the soul, and they will be affected by the subjective consciousness of the oath-taker.

That's why the very act of her coming here constitutes the biggest hint.

For example......

The chain.

She said that "strength comes at a price".

And the mountainous area of McKala was blockaded by Shikoku because it "had no strength".

And they are the ones who have the power but oppose this blockade.

Twenty-five stone hammers belong to yes.

"Perhaps most people are being closely watched for a variety of reasons."

He lay on the bed and thought.

I can't help but think of Megumi.

Is Naga being watched like this?

Does Megumi, as a player, know any of this?

……

……

Inside a lonely mage tower in the western suburbs.

Naga, or Megumi, was sitting up from a white toilet.

This is perhaps the only ceramic toilet in the mountains of Maikala.

Naga specially brought it from the Vitas Courtyard, and it also has a thermostatic circle attached to it, so as not to freeze your butt in winter.

While standing up to pee was a different experience for her, she was more used to sitting.

If she was told to experience this kind of thing before the crossing, she would probably be very resistant.

But as it becomes an evil spirit that doesn't even have a body, the physiological indicator of gender becomes a shallow imprint that only exists in consciousness.

It becomes less important.

- I'm not going to be a pervert, am I?

Silently, she sat back down at the table.

After half a day's experience, she has adapted to playing Naga.

It's not hard at all for an evil spirit that is a blank slate in itself.

Because there is nothing in the first place.

It's not difficult for the player either, as she was a level 45 researcher before she crossed over.

To put it bluntly, he is an advanced scholar, and occasionally he has to go out to the field to do tasks, accompany the guild to place a copy or something.

Tall and high-decorated Naga.

Naga's day-to-day work may seem unfathomable to others.

But in her opinion, it is to use a bunch of second-hand antiques to do a good job with AI.

Quite non-technical.

As a result of these jobs, Naga was given a cold shoulder and a white eye at the Villitas Hospital, and suffered from severe anxiety disorders.

As a result, he was cured quite a bit in the mountains of Maikala.

Staying with this group of frogs and hillbillies at the bottom of the well, he gained an unprecedented sense of respect and presence.

- That's why he was so light in that battle.

She thought.

At this time, her mind was quiet, and she missed the three noisy guys a little.

It's also strange to say, there are many big guilds she knows, but she has never heard of these players.

They're obviously very strong, okay - except for the non-talking Wei or something.

She remembered where she had heard the name of Mr. Sa, and it seemed to be the first team of the Fallen Palace.

However, this team was later overtaken by other teams, and only failed to kill at the first sight.

As for the others, especially Sheep Catcher and Teacher Xia, they all sound like ordinary players.

Probably a folk master, she thought.

Bite~

The magic clock struck.

This means that Naga's daily daze time is over.

It's time to work.

She followed the habits she remembered, and spread out a locked notebook.

The cover reads:

Mekara Mountain Observer Report, No. 7711227

The representative Naga came here at the end of December 771.

As a journal book containing magical powers, it is a magic item close to level 5, and it barely has a trace of "quality".

In the game, each of these things has one feature:

Pick the binding

Picking up bound items does not occupy a slot, and will not drop after death.

Looking through Naga's memories, she learns that this is true in reality.

For example, the work diary in front of me is bound, and Naga signed it a year ago, and his body has been connected with it.

In addition to being put on the table as it is now, the report has two forms.

One is attached to Naga in the form of a tattoo.

But that feeling wasn't very pleasant, so Naga wouldn't take it with him when he went out.

Megumi opened it and wrote the day's work with a quill dipped in magic ink.

From waking up in the morning to checking your mailbox, to what books you read after dinner in the evening, everything is detailed.

Heine's excuse was used to deal with the Lord's Palace:

"George's resurrection was apparently possessed by an evil spirit, destroyed by the Lost Soul Water.

"Considering that the existence of the Githil Manor can effectively suppress the overflow of holy light, I did not make a move against them."

- If someone reading the log reads this sentence, they may think that Naga is afraid that he will not be able to beat him. This is also in line with his usual personality.

Megumi thought.

"As for Heine Heinrich, he was a man who knew the times, but only a little clever.

"He's agreed to be my liaison, and he's more cooperative than the mountain people and the heirs chosen by the waste in the eastern suburbs.

What's more, he was also deeply trusted by Arthur, and that trust came from George's dying message.

"In the end, I seized a bottle of Lost Soul Water from the alchemist Rowan and carried it with me in case I needed it.

"As for my own bottle, it was consumed in the purge of evil spirits. Note: This is my personal property.

"That's all I have to do today."

When she finished, she recited the incantation.

The pages of the book fell off of its own accord, transforming into a magical falcon that flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

This is its second form.

At the same time, thousands of secret falcons flew out of windows around the world and flew along the magic net in the atmosphere to the Veritas Academy.

It's like thousands of eyes watching the corners of the world.