I am Announ.

Announce means' unknown 'or' unknown ', but I wonder if' unknown 'applies in my case.

The real name is Yasuno.

Although I am grateful to Ishikami (...), the head of the orphanage who picked up about me abandoned by my parents, everyone's parent and my named parent, I still feel hooked about this name.

I don't care about that story.

Being a freshman in high school this year, I'm an admirable talking VR game.

I'm hooked on Clan Clan.

I am free to color my clothes in this game.

I originally had a "I don't want to wear it with anyone else" restraint (obsession) and I started doing "bizarre" fashion from around me when I was in middle school.

Initially, we didn't have a match, we got halfway there, and the classmates we happened to encounter on holidays soon realized that I was even me, but now I'm proud to have enhanced that fashion sense to the point where no one can spot me on school (on) and holiday (off).

Somehow, because I want to become a designer and be active in the world in the future, the clan clan that can try different color combinations at no real cost (cost) was turning into a divine tool for me.

Of course, other than the dyeing elements, this game is packed full of fun, but I think it's not off the side (wax) road as much as possible, pushing the road as a colorist efficiently.

People have their own reasons for playing online games, but I was fascinated by the colors.

And more importantly, in the Clan Clan everyone is equal and nobody (...).

For me, whose origins are unknown, that's probably the most calming reason.

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What kind of tour?

I dreamed shallow of this place, and the two young ladies were supposed to be babysitting.

Of course, it goes without saying that my intriguing proposal is the starting point.

"Condition is to be accompanied by the material collection in making the colour"

The luscious announ I play doesn't usually tell customers these conditions.

But I dared say something that didn't even clap.

In Tsukinothea, where a killer named Clan Clan (Player Kill) is featured in everyday tea meals, few mercenaries (players) pay attention to the color of their gear.

Substantial strength, more than looks. That is the world that prevails.

Because in such a gray world, customers who cared about appearance and asked me to dye their gear were valuable.

"To where?

This time my client had his neck clenched with Kyoton.

Yes, this time my client was an incredibly poor girl who knew that (...) Iron Blood George.

Even if she's not an acquaintance of Iron Blood George, anyone will be interested.

A silver-haired princess, as if she had come straight out of the land of fairies.

A facial construction that you can see is a real module at a glance, not present in the numerous parts of Calacri.

She is an immortal beauty.

And a blonde girl in clergy who watches the trend solemnly so as to lean against such a beautiful princess. This one has quite the amount of instrumentation, and as the same woman, I can't help but hope that the future looks promising. I guess I roughly created my own character with real modules.

Reality and virtuality are very different from mine, which is a creation.

If only such a pair had requested it. As a person who usually runs a business that is off the main road, I can't afford to stop by, and I want to try to act together even when it's common for me to move things forward efficiently.

"Frightened, to a place rumored to be a graveyard of giants"

To deliberately stand aside, I try to tell the destination, including teasing the girls who are also scared of ghosts and their kind.

I don't want to be forced, so I'll include nuances that I dare to say it could be a scary place for a child.

"I'm going! I will follow you to the end of the earth!

Contrary to expectations, the silver-haired princess had eaten her cheeks.

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Contrary to expectations, there's something wrong with these two.

There was also a time for me to wonder if that Iron Blood George acquaintance was there as well.

Minutes after launching the strategy of "Shallow Dreams Graveyard".

First of all, the silver hair in the case is quick for LV, but even a mob monster called Skeleton does too little damage. The movement itself isn't bad, and even though it's attacking the exact point, the damage source is low.

And your blonde with no magic and wields a mace, even though she's obviously a guardian of both status and stature. Of course, a strike weapon is effective against monsters of the skeletal system, but it is still the status of the guard position. The further back you go, the less it will work.

I thought I was keeping the MP warm, but this clan clan recovers quickly from the MP. I would like to use the magic that I can use from the beginning and attack the dungeon efficiently, but when I saw it as a pinch of silver hair, I finally exercised the magic, and it was the primary magic that activated it.

"Yay!

"Yes, Angel."

Kill Mob and look at the two delighted girls. I think. It's not like I've been out of my hands before, but I think I'm serious about the fight.

Finally, I was starting to get anxious about these two fighting abilities.

Now I wonder if we can get to the desired material this time.

Rather than gathering material, is it likely that the goal will be to return safely with these kids?

"Again, don't..."

You may already know that the paint you want, called Skeleton Dark Gray, doesn't come out of the skeleton. Anyway, Mob, he's the enemy, so the skeletons here are hunting it all down.

But I'll keep my wild remarks in front of the two of you who won't hide the color of excitement on your first adventure.

If Skeleton Dark Gray were to drop, I'd be anticipating the deepest one, but I don't seem to get that far on this PT.

"No. But I wonder if I found out it would be a material as a nutrient. And the skeletons here are giants? although they were slaves."

Still, oddly enough, if you have silver hair, I'll show you the bare gesture from earlier that I'm researching the ingredients carefully. The answer to lead further is sharp. Was it even in my ear beforehand that this was rumored to be the graveyard of giants?

"Ho, that makes sense..."

The fact that the skeletons here were giant slaves is a first, but convincing conclusion. Because there are so many large skeletons that we can only call giant skeletons.

With all that thought, silver hair once again behaves oddly.

Suddenly take out the adorable lunchbox and start putting in the 'white bone' collected from the skeleton as it is. Besides, he did suspicious things like stabbing, cutting and slapping with forks, knives and spoons.

"Hmmm... I've tried to simplify the material, but it doesn't seem to make any particular difference"

"Reinforce? Reinforce the material?

I think I just heard a hell of a statement.

"Yes. Ah, it's Skeleton"

Apparently, silver hair is mastering alchemy skills.

Um, trash skills.

But in me, as I listened to Silver Hair, the alchemy image changed from something that I could also enhance the material to something very interesting, unlike what I had heard.

A little more, I wanted to act with these strange beautiful girls, and it was me who decided to move on to the back.

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"Hang in there, beautiful big wheel."

In the tone of the creation.

Leaks out thoughts about not being made.

It was an inefficient adventure, if you're going to be killed in this sight, fine. It came out of my mouth so honestly that it seemed so, my true meaning.

"Mr. Announ, it's now!

As the spark storm poured down on us, your silver hair skipped instructions to scold me.

The fireworks launched by Silver Hair hit the head of the gigantic tracking deceased El Wightwalker directly, and they seem to have pulled a lot of damage and agitation. In other words, I wonder if this is a thousand chances to slaughter El Wightwalker, the giant tracking deceased left to us.

Next to Silver Hair, there was a blonde cleric who was working hard to start chanting spells.

If you're thinking about efficiency, it's best to minimize gear and item wear and get killed.

Anyway, it's almost impossible to scrape off the HP of El Wightwalker, a huge tracker with the firepower of this PT.

I don't really feel like it, but I guess it's not good to just give up on the mood to the side that the chicks are working hard. Such, by a sense of half duty I move.

"Leftover Knife/Sixteen Nights (Various)"

It unleashes the second highest firepower Ability of my knife skills.

Your torso stains pitch black and chops up your opponent sixteen times.

You can't move this one while you're exciting the attack, so it's naturally an ability to be ready for the counter if you're setting up a non-flickering opponent. El Wightwalker, a giant tracking widow temporarily losing her head and disrupting her behavioral algorithm, received everything without any resistance (...).

After all, I just finished scraping about 20% of my HP.

20% with your silver hair fireworks, 20% with all my abilities hit.

Skill damage sources are generally low compared to spears.

Spears with a point of attack range, mainly spikes, have a high firepower of one blow. The sword has a wide range of attack on the surface, so to speak, cutting it off, but the damage to the spear is inferior.

A weapon of excellence on a one-on-one basis, but not ideal for one-on-one combat.

Even if I lose my head, it should be noted that looking up at the giant skeleton coming at me in a battle stance here and rolling out the same moves again, I realize that I will definitely be killed in the face of a counterattack.

So far, I guess.

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Again, against expectations.

Quite how, we still survive against the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker.

"This way, it's a big one!

Silver hair dares to enter the enemy's nose and flirt.

The opponent's HP is often not shredded. This attack can barely handle the damage due to its sturdiness over there. The priest, who would be able to use the offensive magic of the Pledge of Request, still continues to shoot the elementary magic properly.

However, they continue to desperately avoid the attack of El Wightwalker, a giant tracking deceased who is causing her to fall to the ground with her hands and feet in an attempt to crush the little ones.

The giant tracking deceased, El Whitwalker, moves dull in the first place. That's not why I can keep pursuing him.

Whatever that is, the breadth of the surface. An overwhelming body can form, usually a range of attacks. Mercenaries (players) like you would wear them twice every three times.

But it's inherently very difficult to keep avoiding it.

"Ha ha."

Though silver hair has a quickness.

Silver hair that keeps moving is amazing just because you are a duller enemy than you are.

Mr Taro's avoidance rate does not mean that there is an overwhelmingly faster initiative than his opponent's.

Rather, even though it is a critical and avoided situation.

"Ha ha ha. Mina, next!

"Yes! Angels."

At that age, that player skill.

I think about it a lot. No, maybe it's just desperate.

I wonder if it's a pattern that kids exert a lot more concentration than adults because they're pure.

"Mina, are you okay?

"Ha, ha."

To make sure the monster's target doesn't pin on the blonde, she's always repeatedly leaving immediately after the blonde hits the magic.

I know you only think of it as a depressing little animal rolling around your feet for the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker, but he's still attacking you silver-haired for saying it's an aim. Blonde begins chanting as she moves slightly backwards in that gap, getting ready to attack her enemies.

I'm similar, but I can't be perfected, and HP is already in the red zone. HP shredded 70% in just one shot. Moreover, even if the hit determination is indirectly scratched due to loss of (kawawa), 30% will be shredded.

But instantly my HP recovers to full speed. I've never heard of such a high-performance healing item, wrapping my tongue around my heart in the light of jade (hissing).

"Are you okay!

This has been going on for a while, but the silver hair is expensive potion for me? will be used like hot water at all costs.

Even if you defeat the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker here, the items and materials you drop are no big deal. Less than that, minus the number and amount of potions lost, it's a deficit, no matter what you think.

Not at all.

Inefficient.

But there was a grin eloquently speaking about looking at your silver-haired enemies.

Absolutely when you defeat a huge enemy with this member.

"Are you having fun?"

Unexpectedly, I ask silver hair that shines in the moonlight.

"Yes."

Sincerely, the Silver Princess replies cheerfully, delighted that an adventure is being made in this member.

"I'm scared, but if the angels are with me,"

A blonde with a clumsy grin trying to help her silver hair at all, with a freaking but firm will.

You're loved.

Unlike me.

"Mr. Announ, can't you pinch him just a little bit?!?

But I don't seem to be any other person either.

Looking up to heaven for some reason (...), look at Mr. Taro, who flies his voice towards this one desperately.

Hide nature and loose mouth with sleeves.

For some reason, I am delighted to be relied upon by this child (Mr. Tallo).

"Since when, tied to efficiency... my heart has hardened too"

Sure, it's fun.

"Mr. Announ!?

"I'll take care of it."

I consume the majority of my MP, but now is the only time if I want to use it.

"" Ba "- Ami"

The unique abilities of my sword.

This weapon, which houses the Holy Class, can be activated by consuming the MP of the equipped person with a useful unique ability against monsters of the undead lineage.

Not only is he full, but even the pattern is wrapped in a pale white aura.

And I will wave toward the giant skeleton,

The white blade was not misdirected and swayed to the right arm of the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker.

The moment the blade and arm clash, a dazzling white light occurs along with a shank-dried sound.

An unlikely phenomenon occurs in mass.

It begins when a giant enemy is bounced off his cut arm.

This ability is not an attack ability, but a substitute for knocking back monsters of the Undead attribute touched by their self, no matter how massive the difference.

Don't damage it, it helped this ability over and over again when saving your buddy's pinch.

The effect of staying in the weapon lasts only 10 seconds.

Five seconds have already passed.

Plus, flash the sword once or twice to keep it away from us, and bullet the enemy wide.

"Mr. Tallo! It won't take long!

When I issued her a warning, it burned in my eyes.

Mr. Taro was accompanied by a clear cherry cross whistle on his mouth, and he was beginning to play the tone.

In the graveyard of the giants, the princess of Silver Li blows a magic whistle under the moonlight.

The tone.

Moon and silver.

"Pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi"

It didn't seem like it.

To Mr Taro's honor, only the visuals were beautiful.

But maybe she doesn't have musical talent.

: Examination of the wars [on the evening of the month and night] has been activated:

Check horizontally that such a log flows.

Once again unknown events, items are used and I hide bitter laughter.

Fighting with them is a good night for you.