Aozora: Nagato, have you finished the book I transmitted to you last time
Big Meng God: It’s almost time.
Aozora: Is it okay
Big Meng God: Yeah.
Aozora: That’s good. If you need anything else, you can always come to me.
Big Meng God: Thank you.
Aozora: Uh... You saying thank you makes me embarrassed. That's all I can do for you.
Da Meng Shen: I think it’s great.
Ah, the cute goddess is really easy to satisfy. It would be great if everyone were as good as her.
Ye You sighed sincerely.
On the other side, Dead Angel and Joan of Arc have not shown up. That is because they are giving common sense guidance.
North bank of the Seine River in central Paris, France.
The changes in 500 years can be described as a sea of change.
In Jeanne's senses, it was clear that some time ago it was a stone house and a small wooden house, but now it is full of tall buildings and busy with traffic.
I heard Master Gabriel say that those steel boxes are means of transportation called 'cars', which are faster than a thousand-mile horse and do not require rest.
You are worthy of being an angel, no matter what age you are in, you can do whatever you want.
At the first stop, Joan of Arc did not return to her hometown, but followed Gabriel's advice and came to Paris.
"This famous romantic city must not be missed." Lord Gabriel said this.
Joan of Arc took Sakura to the Louvre, which is a world-famous art palace and one of the largest art treasures.
Sakura, who was going abroad for the first time, couldn't help but be overjoyed, her head spinning like a bird.
Until the two came to a relatively remote corridor in the Louvre Museum of Painting.
I'm probably dead: Joan of Arc, take advantage of the moment to transmit the portrait of the angel.
Joan of Arc: Huh
I am probably useless: look carefully, who is painted on it
Joan of Arc: Archangel Gabriel...
I’m probably useless: Well, that’s right. I have very strong opinions about this painting. Mortals who have never beheld my glory at all draw pictures of angels based on mere speculation. This is disrespectful!
I am probably useless: I have the obligation and responsibility to dispose of it.
Joan of Arc: So that’s it, I understand.
Although I understand it, I still don’t seem to understand it at all.
Joan of Arc: But... Lord Angel...
However, Joan of Arc still felt that something was wrong.
But what the Lord Angel said is... not wrong...
I am probably useless: What are you still hesitating about? Hurry, while no one is around.
So, why do you have to do it while there is no one around
Joan of Arc's common sense and belief were constantly at odds, and her hand stopped in mid-air in a dilemma.
Under the guidance of the useless angel, I have been able to use item transmission for a long time.
Moreover, when uploading Gaia's light group, Joan of Arc gained 200 dimensional points.
So it is possible to export items. Although it can be done, why is there a dull pain in the left atrium
The useless angel was anxious.
The event will be over in 6 days. If you don't have money to spend, you won't be able to draw Xingbu Ji.
Wasted Angel, I played two servers.
I am probably useless: Have you forgotten that your master asked me to teach you modern knowledge
I'm probably done with it: now the first lesson: correct things that blaspheme your faith.
Joan of Arc looked up and stared at the portrait again. It was indeed as the Lord Angel said. The naked body in the portrait was unworthy of dignity. It is inevitable that Lord Gabriel will judge it as blasphemous.
And the master must have trusted Lady Gabriel to let her grant me knowledge.
Well, Lord Angel can’t be wrong.
So select the target and upload it.
With a whoosh, the pictures disappeared, leaving a blank space on the wall of neatly arranged pictures.
"Hmph, who told them to draw a portrait of me casually?" The useless angel couldn't help but feel a little prickly as he held the treasure of the Louvre and looked at it in a daze.
Woo woo
A shrill whistle came from the Louvre.
"Siren? What's going on? Didn't no one see it?" The useless angel threw the painting in his hand into the sky in panic and shouted hurriedly,
I am probably dead: Joan of Arc, run quickly.
Joan of Arc: Why are you running
Looking at the men in uniforms who were coming towards her aggressively, Joan of Arc panicked even though she had the power to repel them with just a wave of her hand.
I am probably useless: this is a trial given to you by the angels.
I'm probably dead: Anyway, run!
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Jeanne picked up Sakura, who had not yet understood the situation, and broke out of the window.
The clear water of the Seine River was slowly flowing by. Joan of Arc knelt on the stone slab, bent forward and rested her elbows on the ground. She vaguely felt that she seemed to have done something extraordinary today... ..
The horizontal line is the green strip of HP bar. Looking around, there is a green inverted triangular pyramid above everyone's head.
"Really... I've come to sword artline."
It was also the first time for Ye You to play a full immersion game, and it felt very novel.
Upload the stealth machine, and then upload the consciousness as well, allowing the consciousness to sneak into the nervgear to realize the possibility of linking to the Sword Art Online server.
At the same time, there was a big cute god, and even Kayaba Akihiko couldn't notice the sudden appearance of several more players.
By the way, contact Blank and Asuna first.
Aozora: Na, where are you now
(Empty): We are hunting wild boar outside the town. Wow, this is really great, this is a game. It's great to be able to join the chat room!
(White):... Hmm... Perfect...
asuna: Huh? Did you go outside town? That's a danger zone.
Asuna said worriedly.
Aozora: It doesn’t matter. In the game field, no existence can be their opponent, not even gods.
asuna: Ah...oh...
Asuna nodded in understanding.
However, the sudden appearance of several companions gave her an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
The images uploaded to the chat room, the sudden disappearance of the package, and their appearance here made Asuna slowly shed her armor of suspicion and vigilance.
Aozora: Anyway, let’s meet first, right
asuna: Yeah, yeah. I'm at the Black Iron Palace in front of the central square of the starting town.
neet Ji: I’m here too.
Aozora: Is Yakumo Murasaki here
neet Ji: I don’t know, but I probably wouldn’t let such an interesting thing go.
neet-hime: Compared to Yakumo Purple, the useless angel didn’t come? Her love for games is second only to Blank Bar.
Aozora: However, we finally have a way to 'get together'.
Chiba's Fallen Holy Black Cat: Old thief Qingkong, I'm here, come out and pick him up!
Aozora: Uh... Well... Let's move towards the Black Iron Palace first. Yes, it's the huge palace next to us after logging in.
Asuna looked at the speeches in the chat room, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes and look into the distance.
The slanting sunlight made the red roof shine with golden light. Even though she was in an abnormal situation, Asuna was actually moved by this beautiful imaginary world at this moment.