VRMMO | Terris Story: Someone "Them"

11:Party, Invitation

Neutral region of Nave village, North Terris.

A large building with brown walls stood firmly near the village's Combat Training Field.

Subjugation Centre.

The place was always crowded with players or Terrian people who came to sell the results of hunting Beasts they defeated. Also the Crafter* are looking for materials for themselves.

Even so, there was a stark difference between the players and the Terrian people for the matter of hunting results.

If most players only submitted Drop Items, which were already fragmented due to the Instant** method, the Terrian people tended to carry their entire hunted corpses. Which naturally makes Subjugation Center designed to have a Dismantling place that can be seen — even though most players avoid the place because of horror or disgust.

At that place, a female player by the name of Mortred's character was at the main counter to take the payment from the Drop Item he had handed over.

"Please" said the person behind the counter table as he shifted the gold and silver coins.

'Twelve thousand Rea, huh? It's too little. I think I should Grinding longer, ' Mortred thought as he counted the coins in his hand.

Getting away from the counter, he then walked to the corner of the room where his Party members were sitting resting.

Seeing his approaching figure, one of the men then raised his eyebrows, which immediately made Mortred open his mouth. "less. That's only twelve grand."

One of his colleagues also sighed. "What can we do, we must be careful. Many players died while leveling in the forest. The group of nine people from the Sky Chaser Party was also almost wiped out right? It's hard if it's just the three of us."

"You're right Franz. . , we need a new member. Isval, you're looking for a member" Mortred said.

"Me?! Hey. . ,"

Isval certainly protested with that unilateral order. However, before he could express a rejection, his mouth was made silent. Not only that, the noisy state of frenzy was also suddenly more silent.

Mortred who noticed the change in mood looked around in confusion, before his eyes were fixed on the entrance.

Two figures, who looked slightly shorter than the average Halfling walked into the place. They are players when viewed from the Common Traveler Set they use.

However, the reasons that made the place quiet were quite diverse. Especially the players, people looked at the faces of the two who captivated the hearts.

Franz did not escape from it either, and his mouth involuntarily said. "They're sweet. . ."

But Mortred, his eyes were focused on the creature sitting in the head of one of the girls.

". . . A rabbit?"

Tap, tap, tap, tap. .

As if without caring for the eyes that were fixed on them, the two figures walked leisurely. One of them showed a stern expression with Ruby's sharp red eyes, while the other put on an expressionless face with her bright sky blue eyes. In some sense, they make all views interested in their own way.

"Little Silver. . ." murmured someone.

With just those two words, whispers began to be heard, which immediately erased the previous silence.

"So that's where Little. . ." murmured Isval as if he finally understood.

"Mmm, I guess they're out hunting?" chirps Mortred.

"certainly right? But I heard they were strong enough to defend against the Demon Trainer" Franz said.

Mortred also showed a face of disbelief while looking at the backs of the two girls — who looked fragile in his eyes. He himself had already seen how strong the Terrian people who were coaches at the Combat Training Field were. And hearing Franz's words, Mortred grew curious about the two.

"Now I want to know what they can hunt. . ."

"Who knows? Oi, Isval, invite them to join our Party." Franz orders suddenly.

"Hah—?"

"That's a good idea. One of them was wearing a shield and Rapier, Vanguard's position shouldn't be a problem. For one I can't guess because he's without a gun. But, I hear they always resist when invited?"

"Just try, don't we have a collision?"

"You're right." Mortred agreed.

"What does that mean!!"

And Isval who was made into a collision by two colleagues can only curse in the heart while approaching the two girls who were standing in front of the main counter.

"Excuse me."

...———...

In front of the Subjugation Center counter, Alice and Elcia were exchanging the Drop Items they had brought.

Not so much, the two had only managed to carry as many Drop Items as each bag could fit. But then, after Elcia gave up the Claws of Forest Alpha, the expression of the Terrian people in that place changed.

"Ah, you really hunted the wolf? I thought Bill's students wouldn't disappoint."

Hearing him, Alice's eyebrows immediately twitched.

'Murid. . , what?!' deny with annoyance, unconsciously using Connection.  'After all, who would want to consider that demon?!'

As he expected, Alice immediately ignited. But seeing that she could hold all that in her heart, Elcia sighed with relief.

And in the end, the girl smiled faintly to see Alice becoming known to many people. However, he also knew that this was just a new beginning for both of them to step up.

· · ·

"Here you go, please" said the person behind the counter as he shifted the money to Alice.

" "Thank you." "said the two at the same time.

Without even bothering to count, the two of them turned around, about to leave the place immediately. Until someone walks closer to both.

"Excuse me."

Alice immediately stood in front of Elcia while watching the person carefully. Followed by Elcia who was slightly hiding behind her back.

"What?" alice asked curiously, blatantly displaying her cold nature.

A bow was carried behind his back, with leather armour and a pair of grey Wrist Guards. As well as Quiver***full of arrows attached to his waist. An Archer.

"Ahaha. . , well, I was told to invite you to the Party." Isval explained awkwardly —while Mortred was seen patting his forehead from a distance.

". . . Ha?" Alice who was unprepared for the outspoken honesty ended up looking at Isval with a frown, as if looking for a lie from her face.

"Well, I have no other intention." added Isval with a stiff face.

"And if we refuse?"

"How else do you want?" answer with an empty smile.

And the more she heard Isval's reply, Alice looked more and more at the person before her with a suspicious look.

"Shortly." pinta Alice later, after she did not find anything suspicious from Isval's movements.

Posing the pose of thinking deliberately, Alice asked secretly to Elcia using Connection. 'What do you think?'

'Uum. . , whatever. . ?'

'Ugh, yes you don't want to make a choice.'

Alice then checked her Quest panel and calculated the remaining time. This was one of the reasons Alice had to reject the Party, as she had to complete the Quest before Bill's deadline.

One day and ten hours, the time left to complete that Rank A Quest.

He then looked at the level of his Mastery Skills.

Sword Mastery

Mastery: Combatant (26.40%)

The Nave Sword Technique

Mastery: Novice Combatant III (77.55%)

Judging from that, his Sword Mastery had already qualified for completion. All that was left was to make the Nave Sword Technique reach the level of Novice Combatant V. And given the time left, Alice thought it should be fine to raise her Mastery in combat and hunting.

Also, it might not be bad for her to be more ordinary with others.

Looking at Elcia who was sheltering behind her back, Alice let out a short sigh. Not good, the girl had to recover from the Avoidant Personality Disorder she had suffered.

"All right, we're coming."

...———...

Crafter*

Refers to the player who makes something, a craftsman or something; for example Blacksmith (Forging).

Instant**

Reference Chapter 08:B. (How to Get Drop Items).

Quiver***

The container used to carry the arrow.

The Avoidant Personality Disorder

—Tendency to avoid social interaction.